My Wife Starts Dating Ch 01

Wife Starts Dating Chapter 1

I'd just slipped into bed and rolled over next to my wife. She was on her side facing away from me. I reached over and started to stroke the nipple on her right 32B cup breast through her cotton pajama top. She murmured and stirred a little, rolled over on her back, enabling full access to her other tit.

"It feels like John wants to get a head start on his three-day weekend," she commented as I started to unbutton her pajama top. She smiled as I pulled her top open exposing her breasts. I started to suck the one closest to me. Her nipple grew in my mouth. She has very sensitive nipples. They are almost always standing off her boob, and with a little fondling or sucking they quickly become enlarged. Dark pink and quite a contrast with her pale white skin. They still thrill me, even after nearly 20 years of marriage. She shows them off more and more these days. Rachel claims that in her early 40s she needs to grab my attention as much as possible. Flashing a little tit, pokies, or panty is a sure way to harden my prick. She has told me on occasion that she is considering breast augmentation. I keep telling her that her boobs are fantastic as they are. She says I am the only man that she is aware of that doesn't like big boobs. She is right!

We had no plans for the weekend, well, except that I wanted to be with and in my wife as much as possible, starting tonight. I was sucking her other nipple. Rachel reached down and stroked my hardon. "It feels like someone is ready."

"But you are not." I said looking at her and winking.

"And what do you plan to do to make me ready?" She asked as she rubbed her thumb across the top of my mushroom-shaped glans.

"This!" I said as I filled my mouth with her right tit. My hand slipped down into her pajama bottoms and between her legs which Rachel had spread a little. "And this," I said as I slipped my hand under the waist band of her panties and stroked her red bush. She kept her pubic hair trimmed, shaving it all on each side of her labia and between her two holes. Her pubic mound was covered with long dark red pubic hair. She usually kept it neatly trimmed in a triangle, the lower point draping over her clitoris hood. She knows how much I like to run my fingers and tongue through her bush in route to her womanly charms. I was really looking forward to enjoying her tonight.

In the past she has trimmed it to what she called was 'just a little moustache for my nose while I am eating her,' and on rare occasion she has shaved it completely. We have enjoyed bald sex - she insists if she is going to shave, so am I - on those few occasions. She knows how much I love her red bush, and she does everything she can to make certain I get to enjoy it. We dipped our toes a few years back into the swinging lifestyle and two years ago we took the full plunge. Rachel quickly learned that her other male partners enjoyed the sight and feel of her red bush.

"Well, it might be easier for you to do that if you took my pajamas off. I mean you are naked; shouldn't I be as well?" She squeezed my cock and started to stroke it.

"I am going to take your pajamas off. I am going to remove your panties as well. Then I am going to eat your pussy until you cum all over my face." I reached down and pulled her pajama bottoms off her legs. I then hooked my thumbs under the waist band of her green Brazilian Panties, pulled them down her legs and threw them on my pillow. She spread her legs so I could position myself between her thighs. I removed her top and massaged both of her fascinating mounds, pinching each nipple between my thumbs and forefingers. She held my hands as I kneaded her boobs. Bending down I sucked each of her nipples, then gently kissed each one. I kissed my way down her navel, finally reaching her pubic mound.

Rachel calls it 'munching.' I take her pubic hair in my mouth and rake it with my teeth. She loves the slight discomfort as I pull the hairs up before they slide between my teeth. My thumb rubs her clitoris as I munch. Two fingers edge her shaved labia before entering her love tunnel. I stroke her in and out as I lick her pubes, using my saliva as a salve to soothe the hair and skin after pulling it. Rachel starts to wiggle. "Oh God, John! It is going to be one of those nights!"

My tongue finds her clitoris. I lick it several times and then spread her labia with both my hands and flat tongue her inner folds until I reach her vagina. I give her a few strokes inside with my tongue then lick my way back to her clit. Pressing my tongue against her hood trying to force her clit out from under neath. Rachel is moaning and her fingers join my assault on her clitoris. Soon her little nub appears, and I suck it into my mouth. I gently nibble at the little penis and then resume licking all her sex. I insert my tongue as deep into her as I can reach and fuck her with it. She is near climax, and I look forward to the wave of her fluids coating my face and tongue.

Rachel does not disappoint. She heaves in climax. I feel her navel and thighs both tense as she raises her hips pushing her pussy against my face. Wiggling her hips rubbing her pussy lips all over my lips, tongue, and chin. "Oh God!" she exclaims while she presses harder against my face. "I am cumming, Baby. Eat me some more! Eat my cum!" Then all goes quiet. She lays back exhausted from her climax. I know she needs for me to leave her be for a bit. "God John! You do that so good. I love when you eat my pussy. She started stroking me and wiping the precum from my dick, licking the results off her thumb. "Ready for me to give you some attention now?"

"No, I want to enjoy you some more." I said as I started to lower my head between her legs.

"Oh God, John. Eat me good."

Several minutes later, after her second climax subsided, I entered her. We started missionary, then I asked her to roll over for doggie. She positioned herself on all fours and took all seven inches of my hard dick into her quivering pussy. She was wet from two climaxes and my saliva. "I love how you feel when you are all wet, Babe," I told her. "Your well eaten pussy makes my cock feel really good, Honey."

"Make it wetter, John. Cum inside of me. Fuck me hard until you cum." I increased my tempo In and out of her pussy. "That's it, Baby! Pound my pussy. Pump me with your good cock. I want your ball juice, Babe. Give it to me. Give it to me. Cum inside my pussy, Babe." My cock started to swell. "You are ready to cum, aren't you? Blast my pussy with your man juice, Honey." I exploded deep inside of her. I stopped stroking as I pumped my sperm deep into her pussy. Rachel wiggled her hips back and forth. I felt her vagina muscles grab me and release, milking the last of my cream from my shaft.

I pulled my softening dick from her pussy and saw a drop of my semen flow from her pussy. Dropping down I started licking her pussy, trying in vain to push my semen back into her pussy. "John! You nasty man! Clean me good!" Rachel dropped her head to the pillow leaving her butt and pussy raised and within reach of my tongue. Her third orgasm pushed a little more of my deposit to the opening, mixed with her own climatic juices. I slapped her ass and pushed her away.

I got off the bed and put my robe on. "Where are you going, Honey?" She looked at me.

"Well, I am going to the kitchen to get something to drink. Even though the kids are gone for the weekend, put some clothes on and join me."

Rachel appeared in the kitchen just as I was pulling a beer from the fridge. She mentioned that she would like one too, taking a seat at the table in the breakfast nook. She'd gotten dressed, sort of. She retrieved her dark green panties and put on a pajama top. She has a few of these pajama sets in various colors, pink, baby blue, black and the white one she was modeling now. She didn't bother with the pants that completed the set and only secured the top with a single button just below her cleavage. The other three must not be needed. Pockets cover her breasts, but her nipples poked through and were quite visible telling me that she was still aroused.

We sat and drank a few sips of beer. She broke the silence telling me how good I fucked her. She told me that she really likes it when I eat her out after cumming in her pussy. She reached across the table and kissed me. I told her it was my pleasure. I got up to retrieve a couple more beers from the refrigerator. Standing behind her I set the beers on the table and then started massaging her boobs through her top. I was gently squeezing her mounds and pressing both nipples into her boob flesh.

"You looking for round two, Honey?" She looked up at me and reached into my robe and started stroking my semi hard penis. "Do you need more time, or do I get fucked some more?"

"Are you still wet?" I asked. She reached into her panties and inserted a finger. Pulling it out she offered it to my lips for assessment. "I think we can do better than that." I took her hand and led her to the couch in the family room. She sat and unbuttoned the single button holding her top on. I knelt between her legs. There was a damp spot on her panties. I pulled it to the right of her pussy and saw some leakage. I bent down and started assaulting my wife's pussy with my fingers and tongue.

Several minutes later we were back in bed. I had just finished licking my second load from Rachel's pussy, she enjoyed her fifth orgasm for the evening while I did so. We were cuddling together. It was very late but neither of us were sleepy. I was physically exhausted from sex, at the same time hyped up from being with Rachel. Sex with her is usually very good, tonight maybe even a little better than usual.

"So, what's gotten into you tonight, Babe?" She quietly asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, you ate me to an orgasm, thoroughly fucked me, ate your climax from my pussy, ate me some more on the couch, then fucked me again, and now you have cleaned me out again. It has been an impressive evening, even by our standards."

"I just felt like enjoying you. I love to eat your pussy, before and after I use it."

"I love to suck your cock, but I didn't get a chance to do so. You were too busy doing me with your lips and tongue."

"I know. I'm sorry, Rachel. I cannot go again this evening. Maybe you can do that tomorrow. Of course, then I will have to follow suit..."

"And round and round it goes." Rachel chuckled. "You going to start a high protein diet of your cum from my pussy?"

"It's a fun thing to do, and I don't think you mind." We kissed a couple of times.

"You like it. Don't you?

"What? Eating your pussy. You know I do Honey.

"No, I mean eating my pussy after you have pumped a load of your goo into it!"

"Yes, I enjoy that too."

"You must, since you have had two servings tonight."

We laid in silence for a few moments. Rachel kissed me. "Babe, you know we have talked about me becoming a hotwife. And we have slept with others although when we did, we always used condoms. Would you like to eat my pussy if it has another man's cum?"

"What are you saying?"

"Well, instead of being a hotwife in a threesome or foursome like we have participated in a few times, what if I went on a date and came home with a pussy full of cum. Another man's cum. Would you enjoy eating me then? I mean you would want to reclaim my pussy, correct?"

"Yes."

"As part of the reclaiming me, would you just fuck me, or eat me then fuck me, or I guess you could fuck me then eat me."

"Which would you enjoy?"

"I think I would like to come home from my date and be taken by you anyway you want." She yawned, and so did I. "Let's sleep on that thought."

And so, it began.

Several weeks later, after a lot of research and planning. Rachel and I checked into a nice hotel two counties away from where we lived. We decided that we would not date anyone close to home, so we drove about 100 miles for my wife's first date. "Babe!" Rachel called from the bathroom. "I am done shaving. Do you want to come join me in the shower?"

It took me a nano second to strip my clothes and enter the bathroom. Rachel was just stepping into the shower. I was glad that she had not shaved her bush. She caught me looking and asked, "did you think I was shaving my pussy bald?" She winked at me. "I just trimmed it a bit to ensure I am nice and smooth for my date. And, for you later." She grabbed my cock and started to stroke it. "Right now, let's get you hard and you can cum on your bush." I reached down and started fingering her clitoris. She was nice and smooth, and she left her 'curtain' intact. Curtain was what we called her pubic hairs above the hood of her clitoris. She kept these hairs long enough to hang over her hood like a curtain. The rest of the hair covering her pubic mound was shorter, but long enough to pull with fingers or teeth.

Rachel stroked me to ejaculation. I shot cum all over her pubic hair. She kissed me and told me to get out of the shower so she could clean up my mess. I dressed in the bedroom and was just about to head for the bar when Rachel appeared from the bathroom. She looked fantastic! She wore a light gray wrap dress with a modest but visually effective plunge neckline. It was flirty. The skin visible in the neckline made it clear she wore no bra, and both her nipples proudly pushed at the light linen fabric. Her boobs did a nice jiggle as she crossed the room toward me. "You like?" She asked.

"You know I love when you wear dresses like this one." She did a full turn in front of me. The loose hem of her dress swished around her legs, opening just a bit below her waist exposing for a brief instant a bright pink panty. We hugged and I squeezed her firm butt cheeks. I felt the single strap exiting between her cheeks to the strap around her waist. I knew from shopping and experience that she was wearing a string thong, and given the plan for the evening, probably a crotchless one at that. I told her how good she looked and smelled. She told me that he perfumed all the usual places, both ears, neck, cleavage, both nipples, a spritz on her pubic hair and the inside of the top of both thighs.

"Your date is going to enjoy this!" I smiled and we kissed. I am going to go get a seat at the bar. What time is he meeting you in the bar?" She told me in about ten minutes. I told her that that was good as it gave me time to blend into the crowd.

Our plan for the meet up was that they would meet in the bar, have a drink or two and then decide on the rest of the evening. Dinner was planned, and he was a local so they would probably go to his place after. Rachel had her cell phone. She would text me a go- or no-go text before leaving the bar. This would be my cue to come rescue her if she didn't feel like this was a guy she wanted to spend the evening with.

I was enjoying my whiskey neat when my lovely bride, soon to be hotwife, entered the bar and took a seat at one of the booths. A gentleman a couple of barstools down from me saw her and took his drink to the booth. He introduced himself and she smiled and told him to take a seat. She told him that he would know her because she would be wearing the gray dress. A waiter quickly arrived and took her drink order. I watched them as they made small talk. I saw her lean forward a couple of times, usually laughing. I knew that in doing so, she was allowing her right breast and nipple to be visible in the gap of her dress's V-neckline. I couldn't tell if her date was getting a good eyeful, but he would be a blind fool not to. His right hand was on her left thigh under the table.

She took her phone out of her evening bag and texted a one-word text, 'go'. They both rose from the table and started for the door that led to the lobby. I noticed that his hand was on her ass as they approached the door. I finished my drink and went back to the room. After finishing my room service dinner, I watched the football game on TV, then around midnight I ordered up a soft-porn video on the hotel's pay per view service.

It was a little after two in the morning when I heard the room door open. A few seconds later Rachel entered the bedroom. Her hair was messed up, and she looked a little disheveled. I rolled over on my back and put a pillow behind me so I could sit up. "Hi Babe" I said. "How was your date?" She replied that it was good. "Were you mischievous?"

"I was! Do you want to hear about it?" She winked at me as she crawled on the bed. I told her that I wanted to hear all about it. She untied her dress and let it fall from her shoulders to the floor. Sitting up on her knees offering me a full-frontal view of her pink thong. She pulled the sheet off me and started to stroke my cock. I was about half erect when she bent down and took me in her mouth. She started kissing my glans and stroking my shaft. I was almost fully hard when she popped it from her mouth. "Well, you saw us leave the bar downstairs. He ordered his car from the valet parking and we drove to a French restaurant near his house. While waiting for his car he kissed me and stroked my breasts. My nipples were aroused."

"Like they are now?" I asked stroking each.

"Maybe not as much as now. Anyway, we went to the restaurant and had a nice light meal. We talked about how we got to this evening. He asked me for a few details about my sexual experience. He was discreetly stroking between my legs, but not inside my thong. I kept leaning forward showing tit and nipple as I told him about my experiences in college, you, and how we started doing the lifestyle a few years back. After dinner we had a glass of wine in the bar. It was dimly lit, enabling me to push his hand into my crotch. He got the massage and fingered me while we drank our wine. He told me how he and his wife got started, and that she is out of town this weekend.

"He asked me how I liked to be treated. I asked him what he meant by treated. He said that he wanted to know how to ensure I have a wonderful time. I answered explaining that I like it slow and passionate in multiple positions. I asked him how long it takes him to recover."

"You did? How did you ask that and what was his response?"

"After he asked me about how I liked to be fucked, I asked him, directly how long does it take him to recover. He asked me what I meant. I was stroking his cock; he was fingering me. I asked him 'when you ejaculate, how long before you are ready to go again.' He said, depending on the stimulation, maybe twenty minutes or so. I told him that we should go so I can start stimulating him."

My hard dick was throbbing in Rachel's hand. "I think my husband needs some relief." Rachel laid on her back and spread her legs. "You want to take me while I continue describing my evening?"

I rolled over and positioned my hardon near her pussy. I grabbed the straps of her thong. It was one of her crotchless ones. I separated the straps exposing her pussy. They were very damp and sticky. I looked and saw a bit of semen at the entrance. "He came inside you, didn't he?" I asked staring at the white cream exiting her entrance.

"Yes. Twice. But I will get to that. Give me your cock." She replied while guiding my manhood to her pussy. I pushed my head in. She was wet. Wet and gooey. I pushed all my cock into her. She murmured. "Do you like how my pussy feels with another man's cum in it?"

In all honestly, I did. It was warm and slick. Her wetness felt very thick. I had to concentrate not to shoot my load. I pushed my dick all the way into her and stopped my motion. I needed to force my urge to cum to subside before continuing any motion. I told her to continue telling me about her date.

"We got to his house and went to the couch in the living room. He asked if I wanted more wine. He got up and went to the kitchen. While he was gone, I unsnapped my dress and loosened the bow. We had a little bit of wine. He was rubbing my thigh all the way to my crotch as we sipped. I told him to pull my bow. He untied my dress, and I pulled it open and off my shoulders. He immediately started sucking both of my nipples and fondling my boobs. His hand returned to my panties. Popping my nipple out of his mouth he looked down and commented that he really liked my vibrant pink panties. He then told me that he liked the fact that I had a hairy bush, further commenting that most women today shave themselves bald. He was stroking my pubic hair. I told him that I was proud of my pussy and my husband loves it. We both like to pull my hair as a tease. He started pulling at my hair. I unbuttoned his shirt and pulled at his chest hairs as I sucked on his nipples. He inserted two fingers inside me and rubbed my clit with his palm. I gave the nipple in my mouth a little bite.