I lay awake on the couch for what seemed like hours, replaying the events in my mind -- my wife going crazy over Floyd's nine-inch rod, him filling her mouth and pussy with come, her screaming out loud that she was his cocksucker forever -- all of it right in front of me. Lying there in the dark, listening to them breathe, I realized I'd never been so excited in my life. I had to admit to myself that watching my wife have wild sex with a virtual stranger -- a dark, domineering hunk with a huge cock -- was the hottest thing I'd ever seen.
At some point I must have fallen asleep though, because the next thing I knew light was streaming in through the windows and I heard low voices on the bed. For a moment I didn't know where I was or why I was on a strange couch in a hotel room, but then it all came flooding back to me: Floyd and Julie on the dance floor, in the backseat, Floyd fingering her pussy under the table, Julie sucking and fucking Floyd's huge cock and promising to be his slut and his whore. Did it really happen? I got a sick feeling in my stomach, realizing it wasn't some kind of perverted dream. It was
real
. What kind of demon had I unleashed from inside my sweet and loving wife?
Julie was lying face-down on the bed and Floyd was rubbing her back and talking in a low voice, telling her how hot and sexy she was. He had a bottle of oil and squirted some on her legs, starting on her calves then slowly massaging his way up to her thighs. I used to give Julie back rubs but hadn't in a long time, and she looked like she was in bliss. He did her back and shoulders and then spent a long time on her butt, getting it nicely oiled and rubbing each cheek in his big hands. Floyd was soft and sweet this morning as opposed to the bull he was last night. My wife was purring and smiling under his touch.
When Floyd's hands wandered down to her thighs she parted her legs slightly, giving his hands more room to rub. Floyd smiled and rubbed right up to the edge of her pussy, coating the insides of her thighs in oil, and I heard her start to purr in delight. He trailed his fingers lightly along her butt crack, making her squirm. He kept up his teasing for a while, bringing moans from my wife as she parted her legs even more and started to lift her hips up into the air. Her body language was pleading with Floyd to take her any way he wanted.
When Floyd saw how ready she was he placed his left hand on her butt, spread her ass cheeks apart and squirted oil directly on her asshole.
Julie squealed when she felt the oil and raised her butt even higher into the air, wiggling it seductively. "Oooooh, God!" she groaned. She was now practically kneeling on the bed, her ass held high, giving Floyd maximum access. With her cheeks spread Floyd teasingly rimmed her with his oily index finger, tracing light circles around her puckered anus.
Julie was on fire now, making little half-squeaking, half-panting sounds and wiggling her ass in the air, trying to increase the contact with Floyd's slippery finger, but every time she pressed against him he pulled back, keeping the pressure ever so light.
"Ugh, ugh!" Julie squealed, pushing her butt against his finger. "Oh, fuck!"
"What's wrong baby?" Floyd teased, "what do you want? Tell me." Floyd chuckled as his fingertip lightly rimmed her.
"Ohhhh, fuck!" Julie panted, "put it in me . . . do it!"
Floyd wasn't about to give in yet though. He just kept tracing soft oily circles on her asshole until she seemed ready to explode, grunting and groaning and squirming like crazy. "You want my finger inside you, you little slut? Is that what you want?"
"Ohhhh, YES!" Julie cried, "Please! Put your finger in my ass! Oh, GOD! . . . DO IT!"
Floyd had a huge smile on his face as he squirted a big blob of oil on his thumb and then slowly pushed his fat digit into Julie's steaming rear end.
"OHHHH, FUCK!" she screamed, pressing her face into the sheets, "oh, my fucking GOD . . . . oh shit . . . . OH SHIT!" She was delirious again, just like last night.
With all the oil and the reaming from last night, Floyd's thumb slid into her rear easily. He pushed all the way in and pulled out again, then started pumping, thumb-fucking her ass and wiggling his fat finger around when he bottomed out. He wasn't being gentle anymore, he was giving her rear a thorough hand-pounding. Julie was in a frenzy, wailing like a banshee and pushing her ass back against his hand wildly, like she was twerking on the bed on all fours.
"YES!," she cried, "fuck my ass, baby! Fuck your little whore's tight ass . . . FUCK! I love your thumb in my ass!"
Floyd looked at me and shook his head, as if he couldn't believe how crazy my wife had become. A few minutes ago they were asleep and now she was raving over the thumb in her ass like a sexed-up lunatic. I sat like a statue, watching dumbfounded, unable to comprehend how my wife had become so depraved so quickly. Floyd flashed me a smile and mouthed the words, "watch this" as he extracted his thumb from my wife's ass, splashed some oil on her widening anus, then pressed into her with his index and ring fingers together, opening her sphincter wide.
"Aiigggh!" Julie screamed, "Ow! It hurts!" Floyd pulled back but then pushed in again, softly, and squirted some more oil on.
"Just relax, baby," he cooed as he slipped his two fingers past her anal ring, "just relax -- just like last night."
Julie sucked in her breath and pressed her face into the sheets, trying to comply. Floyd splashed some more oil on and pushed again, sinking his two fingers in to the knuckles. Julie was trying to hold still but trembling, willing herself to accept Floyds' two big fingers into her ass. Floyd went slow, pulling out a little and then pushing in more, adding more oil, taking his time and keeping up his encouraging chatter. "That's it, baby . . . you are so hot . . . just relax . . . breathe . . . you have the most beautiful ass in the world, baby . . . so tight . . . so sweet . . ."
After a few minutes Julie's breathing was back to normal and Floyd was easily pumping his two fingers into her oily ass. A few more minutes and she was back to squirming and moaning again, reveling in having her ass finger-fucked.
When Floyd pulled his fingers out this time we all knew what was coming next. "Oh, my God!" Julie groaned, and buried her face in the sheets again. Floyd flashed me a mischievous look as he squirted oil all over his rock-hard cock and positioned himself on his knees behind Julie.
"Oh, God!" she moaned again, nervously. "It's too big!"
"Shhh," he said softly as he placed the head of his cock between her butt cheeks, "just relax, trust me." Floyd squirted more oil on her ass and pushed forward. There was a sharp intake of air from Julie as he pressed the fat head into her anal opening but she seemed to be OK, so far.
