Involves "Cuckolding" and "Wife-Sharing" - so if that's not your cup 'o tea, then move along and don't comment.
True "story" - 100% - absolutely - and not the last words on the topic. ;).
So my wife's just out of the shower - presumably shaved and clean because her (sometimes) boyfriend says he's coming over. There was a flurry of housecleaning and straightening up as soon as he let me know he'd be over "in an hour or so." We'll see. He oftentimes finds something more important to do - than what? Than fuck my wife??? Maybe. He's in the "entertainment industry" (no pun intended until I wrote that haha) and it's all about schmoozing and kissing ass, so no telling what may come up between now and then. But you should see her kick it into gear and get all "ready... "
for?
Well, that depends.
She just came out with this wrap-around dress she asked me to "help her with" - which I gladly did.
I can hear the hair dryer now... and then she'll start with the make-up.
She's as excited as I am... maybe more... maybe not. For what? Well, basically it's because she knows she's going to get hot sex and then we'll have hot sex afterward.
This has been a pattern for maybe five or sex years.
OK, so I had to write the following later - after a night and morning and following day of incredibly hot sex.
Steve showed up, we said 'blah, blah, blah,' but we both knew what was "up" and what was going to follow.
She came out wearing that simple dress... nothing more and, though I didn't verify, no panties underneath... Hot. We did the obligatory small talk routine - he liked the kitchen remodel I've been working on (and why wouldn't he since it's sooo great?)
They sat in the "Chair and a half" that is her and my customary seat for watching TV or whatever, and I took up position across the room on the couch. Talking, watching them "pet" each other... I'm "All In" by this time, but they keep it up. Sitting together, kind of playing.. kissing a couple of times. She knows this drives me wild: seeing her making our or having sex is just too hot beyond imagination.
After awhile I'm given my marching orders: "Why don't you go get us some more vodka, Baby?" and I know I must follow her instructions. I drive to Stator Bros. leaving them there together on the couch / chair where we spend so much time and i'm frantic. I probably break some speed limits on the way, but I do what I've been told and go get her some vodka and drive home, knowing what I'm going to find...
Sure enough, when I arrive I can see the light in our front bedroom is on. I don't know if she planned this or if it just worked out this way, but I parked the car and approached the window - anyone could have seen the same thing if they'd been walking by, - but there they are, kissing, making out out on our bed. I can see her hand stroking his big cock.... I watch for maybe five minutes as they make out and she strokes him. Finally I spoke up: "You should really close these blinds." They both laughed, but did not get up to close the blinds. So inside I went. I mixed a couple of drinks, and I went inside to the bedroom. By this time, she's sitting on his cock being fucked, and being fucked by her. I handed her a drink and closed those blinds.
She was working herself onto his cock, her tits in his hands. I got onto the bed next to them and ran my hands over her undulating body, touching her ass and tits while she fucked him. She leaned over and kissed me... long... sloppy, excited. I cannot describe how hot that was - to have your wife kissing you all excited, tongue in my mouth and mine in hers - all the while impaled on her boyfriend's big, thick cock. She wanted it, and she knew that I totally approved, my hand on her back, feeling her grind onto him, her tongue conveying her excitement to me.
It's hard to describe the excitement of these moments - my wife enjoying what she blatantly calls: "cock," but she does love it and I love her to love it.
