The ringing of the phone woke me from a shallow sleep. I was sitting in our family room, waiting for my wife to return from a girlsâ night out. Our kids were at her parents for the weekend, giving us a chance to be alone. If they only knew. I recognized the voice on the other end of the line instantly. It was my wife.
âTurn off all the lights and look out into the back yard. Enjoy the scene, but donât do anything, just watchâ, she said in barely more than a whisper.
It was 3 AM on Friday night / Saturday morning. She had been out with the girls celebrating her freedom and her new 36C tits.
My wife is the girl next door. She is beautiful, but not a Victoriaâs Secret model. She has a slim athletic body, tight ass, great legs, dirty blond hair and a flat chest. Well, she had a flat chest until the boob job about 4 months ago. What used to be 34A/B is now a full C. She was the last of her girl friends to get it done and at 34 and mother of 2 boys, 5 and 7, she looks fantastic.
People who meet her never realize what a hot fucking slut she can be. She looks like a Sunday school teacher, which she has been. When our youngest started school, she got very sexual, very horny, wanting sex almost every night.
I got up, turned off the lights and TV and looked out onto the back yard. There was a full moon out, and I wondered if that had any effect on her. I could clearly see the back yard and wondered if our neighbors were up that late as well. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a light go off in my next door neighbor Fredâs house. Fred is a night owl who tends to stay up late while his wife is in bed by 10 most nights.
Soon I saw her walking over from another neighborâs house. Lynn and Tomâs lot shares about 5 feet with our back lot line. She had walked over to Lynnâs house earlier in the evening to meet up with Lynn and Sheri. Tom was off camping with his kids for the weekend.
Now, she was walking back stark naked, with a fully clothed man beside her. Her arms were behind her and she seemed to be arching her back, pushing out her tits. She also seemed to be walking funny, with something around her waist. She had a necklace of some sort around her neck. She didnât have these things on when she left earlier. She actually didnât have much of anything on.
They didnât really walk, they kind of sauntered, like they were in a park and this was a perfectly normal stroll. They stopped every few feet to kiss deeply while working over her tits with a both his hands. From the way she squirmed and moved, she seemed to like this a lot. He would wrap his arms around her, but she would keep her arms behind her.
About the third or forth time they did this, I realized that her wrists were handcuffed behind her. When they got to the deck, I saw that her elbows were tied together. Wow, this was all new stuff to me. I never knew she was into bondage. They walked onto the back deck and stopped about 5 feet from where I was standing inside the house watching. I had left the patio door open, but the screen was closed. There also was another open window that looked onto the patio, which is where I stood, right next to the window, so close I could almost touch them. As I looked at her shaved pussy, I saw that she had a dildo or vibrator shoved up in her pussy with a string or strap holding it in.
She was hot. They werenât really noisy, but they werenât quiet either. And at 3AM, that seemed like a lot of noise to me. He reached behind her head and pulled her to another deep kiss, right on the deck in front of me. She responded to his kiss by humping his leg with her dildo filled pussy and kissing him deeply.
He looked to be in good shape, a little younger than Sarah or I, maybe 25. He broke the kiss and said, âYou want my cock again, donât you bitch.â What did he mean again?
âYes, I need your cock, again" she hissed. "I want you to fuck the shit out of me. Use me as your fucking whore.â
I knew this was my wife, at least I think I knew. I knew she could get nasty, but I had never seen her like this. He moved back from her and stripped naked. He had a very impressive body. His cock was a little longer than my 7.5 inches and a little thicker. He grabbed her by her hair and pushed her to her knees, her hands and elbows still bound behind her and her pussy still full of a dildo.
As she dropped to her knees, she immediately parted her lips. He took this opportunity to push his cock deep into her mouth. He held her head and began to thrust his cock into her throat. Sarah and I have had a lot of sex, but it has been mutual respect sex, never anything too forceful or dramatic. This guy was fucking her face, with her hands tied behind her, and she loved it. I then realize my cock was rock hard
âYou love my cock fucking your throat, donât you bitch?â he asked her.
âUmmmmmmâ was all she said as she worked his cock with her mouth and tongue. He began to ram into her throat like a man possessed, forcefully fucking her mouth while holding her head tight in his hands. Then, he stopped.
âI want that hot cunt one more time tonight,â he said. He pushed her over into a doggy position on one of the deck chairs, pulled out the vibrator from her cunt and rammed his cock deep into her bald pussy.
She groaned and cried out, âFuck me, fuck me, fuck me.â He grabbed her bound arms and really began to pump hard into her cunt. She was starting to cry out in orgasm.
âWhere do you want it this time, whore,â he asked my wife . Evidently this wasnât his the first time he had cum in my wife.
Sarah said âAnywhere you want, just give me your hot cum.â