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LOVING WIVES

Shy Wife With A Great Ass Pt 03

Shy Wife With A Great Ass Pt 03

by plaything073
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Shy Wife with a Great Ass Part 3

By Plaything073

All characters are over eighteen whether stated or not.

I was sitting out by the pool in my bikini when I heard the doorbell ring. It was the plumber I had called. I threw on my cover up. I was a little nervous because it was pretty sheer.

I went to let him in, and he was surprised to see me so scantily clad but walked right in while running his eyes all over me. I led him to the sink. I knew his eyes were all over my butt.

"Its right there of course. I think the garbage disposal is broken." I informed him.

He just smiled and went to work.

"I'll be out by the pool if you need me." I said a little embarrassed."

"Ok." He said. Again, eyeing me.

He came out to get me and told me he was finished. I got up and came inside and asked him if cash was all right.

"Of course." He said as he smiled.

He was a good-looking guy. Well built with blonde hair and blue eyes. I led him to the doorway. Then I froze.

He had his hand on my ass. I just stood there. He let out a moan and I did too, but I'm sure he couldn't hear it.

Then he switched to my other cheek. I was still frozen. Then he ran his hand down my ass crack. Pretty deep.

"Are you sure I can't do anything else for you." He said in a low voice.

I gained control of myself, but it was hard.

"No, I think that's all." I barely got the words out.

"Well, here's my card if I can ever help you with anything and I mean anything." He said again this time in almost a whisper.

I grabbed the doorknob quickly and opened the door.

"Thanks again." I managed to get out.

He left and I was soaking wet. I ran for my vibrator.

The story begins.

I had to get out of the situation I was in. The first one was easy, I told Scott to never bring Blake and his wife over again and I meant it. I told him if he did, I was walking out. Benny was a little harder, but I simply told him I would report him as a rapist. Blake was out of the picture, and I would have Scott swear that it would never ever happen again like that Saturday night. I knew he was drunk that night.

Scott didn't know about my private meetings with Blake or Benny, so it was my word against theirs. I am sort of plain. My only asset is my incredible ass that men drooled over. I did enjoy the attention despite the trouble it had got me in.

Scott, was ignorant of my past with Blake and Benny, but encouraged me to get over my shyness. His first idea was to get me to watch pornos with him and he began to read erotic stories to me on Literotica. It took quite an effort to ply me to go along with this. But I finally gave in and joined him on the bed at night before going to sleep. I was too shy to even look. We had had a few drinks that night I just told him I couldn't do it. I blushed but I admit I was intrigued.

He would not give up, each night he would bring it up again. What got to me first was even when I had my back to him, he would read me stories from the Loving Wives section, as well as others, from Literotica. I admit it began to get to me, and I began to get wet.

When he finished a story, I would turn to him, and we would have better sex than we normally did. He fucked me in the ass especially when he read to me from the Anal section. Afterwards he would be really sweet. He would tell me that I may not be the most beautiful girl in the world, but I had an ass that would stop traffic.

"See, I told you could get over your shyness if you really tried." He said very pleased with himself.

"Now we can try some videos." He confidentially quipped.

Before he started I had a thought.

Of course, he had no idea how Blake and Benny had fucked my brains out. They had especially loved using my ass and constantly complementally me on how they had never fucked an ass good as mine. I must admit I loved their attention but also knew it was totally unworkable. As shy as I was and being overlooked for so long it was exciting to me. Here I was, a shy girl with hardly ever having any boyfriends being adored by these two men was exciting.

"Let's watch the anal videos first." Scott encouraged me.

I gave in and started watching them with him. Every time we watched one, I thought about Blake and Benny, I just couldn't help it. I knew I would eventually get over it.

"See, look at that one. That girl looks just like you and look at her ass, it reminds me of yours. It's awesome." He reminded me.

I had to admit it did. I was getting hooked. Then he would go back to reading Loving Wives in Literotica to me. "I love these don't you." He asked.

"I do, I really do, I have to admit." It was really getting to me more than I thought.

"Do you think something like what's happening in these stories would help you get over being so shy." He asked waiting for a positive response.

"Maybe." I admitted.

Afterall, I was teaching more sensual material in my senior English classes and that was helping. I heard snickers and giggles, but I pushed through. It was turning me on a bit.

Our sex life had really improved, doing it in different positions. Even doing it on our patio. But Scott always concentrated on my ass. He began to rim me and really was getting assertive, totally eating it out. This combined with the videos and erotic stories were exciting me and turning me on, keeping me aroused. It was keeping me wet. I even started masturbating thinking about the content in the stories and videos. I hated myself and ashamed to admit it. But it made me think about faceless men driving me crazy.

"I'd like to see you in sexier clothes and lingerie." Scott came out and admitted.

"I don't know Scott. Afterall where would we find clothes like that?" I asked.

"I've heard about erotic stores with 'club clothes' on the internet. There are more of them than I expected and not far from us." He gleefully spat out.

"Really? I guess we could check them out just for fun." I whispered.

"Oh, I can't wait. I'll check out the closest ones on the computer. Are you sure you won't get mad?" He asked.

"No. It's ok." I had to admit.

I snuck off to masturbate with my rabbit vibrator.

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We went to Zone D' Erotica, Victoria's Secret, and some club clothes shops that really carried a great deal of very sexy skirts and dresses. They were skintight. Some were very short. They had plenty of mini skirts and dresses. Some micro minis too. Scott went behind my back and talked to the salesgirls at each store and told them that that he wanted dresses and skirts that emphasized my butt. We saw a lot of garments that showed off a lot of skin. I was even more shy and blushed at each shop. I found it hard to believe these shops existed.

All we bought that day were some lacy thong underwear at Victoria's Secret and I was embarrassed buying them.

"That was hot! I wished we had bought more. We're going back next Saturday." He said excitedly.

"Maybe." I told him.

"It really turned me on." He blurted out.

I stayed quiet, but it aroused me. I didn't argue with him about going back. I couldn't wait we got home. I went in the bathroom to masturbate. I was soaking wet.

I modeled for him and he loved everything.

I'm sure the salesgirls wondered why a plain girl like me was shopping in stores like these, but they did check out my ass.

I had the feeling Scott wanted me to buy these sexy clothes to take me out and show me off like the stories in Literotica. I had to think about it. I didn't want to be humiliated. I was thinking this was more for Scott than it was for me. I had to admit that when I was masturbating, I was having terrific orgasms. Scott was better in bed too. But I couldn't help but to have some fantasies. These faceless men and women (yes women) were really making me cum.

The next Saturday.

We went the best club shop we had found. Again, he secretly told the salesgirls we wanted something to show off my butt. One cute girl in a micro mini skirt handed me a short dress and suggested I try it on while they looked for some other things for me.

It was short but not too short with a scooped neckline. I checked myself out in the mirror then turned and tried to look at my butt. I could see my ass crack. I admit, I thought I looked hot.

When I came out Scott wanted to check me out.

"Wow!" he said, his mouth gaped open.

The salesgirls had picked out several outfits to try on, some skirts and dresses. Tops too and even some spiked heeled shoes. Now it was my turn to say wow.

"You'll love these." They spoke. I went back to the dressing room.

All of the skirts and dresses were pretty short too, all of the tops had low necklines. My butt looked awesome in all of them. I was embarrassed but I did pick out a few.

Scott was amazed and the salesgirls were complimenting me like crazy and told me I piked just the right ones. I couldn't believe I was doing this. I was going to look like a real slut.

"You look like those 'hot wives' we've been reading about." Scott could barely speak.

"We know what a hot wife is and you look just like one." One of the salesgirls said.

I blushed all over. We bagged up our purchases and headed home. All Scott could talk about was how good I looked.

"I want you to model all of them for me when we get home." He squeaked out.

"Sure thing." I told him with confidence.

He shows me off.

"Let's go out tonight, ok?" He asked.

"Ok. But no funny business." I sternly said.

"You're going to wear one of the outfits you bought today, right."

"Of course. That's what you want isn't it?" I asked, knowing the answer.

"Wow!" Was all he could say.

We went to a popular bar that was always crowed where they have a live band and dance floor. I got out and he went to park the car. By the time he got back I was surrounded by men. They all wanted to buy me a drink. Before I knew it I had four drinks in front of me. I could hardly move. Scott couldn't get anywhere near the bar. He tried to push through but it was impossible. I started to drink. Every time I put one down another would appear.

I was frozen in place. I felt hands all over me. Even the bartender was looking down my dress.

Believe it or not but everyone of these guys were good looking. They told me they were in town for a convention. Somehow, I wasn't surprised.

Now the hands were not only on me but there were a couple up my dress. I couldn't tell which one of these guys could be so bold. I continued to drink. I was encouraged to drink even more.

"I better not drink any more I have a husband here somewhere." I showed them my wedding ring.

"Like we care about that." One of them said.

The others agreed and flattered me with constant compliments. I couldn't believe these clothes were having this effect on them. They could easily see I hardly had any tits. However, with this dress I had on they could clearly see them.

One hand was on my butt, under my dress. One other guy had worked his hand under my thong. He was trying to finger fuck me, but the dress was just too tight.

The guy who had his hand on my ass told the other guys what an awesome ass I had. Two more guys tried to get their hands on my butt, but again the dress was just too tight.

"Let me pull your dress up to your dress up to your waist." The best-looking guy asked.

"Right here at the bar?" I wickedly asked him.

"There's so many guts around you no one will notice." He promised.

I finished my last drink and told them it was time for me to leave. They all groaned and told me that I couldn't right now that they were just getting to know me.

I moved their hands off me and from under me. I struggled to move away from the bar and finally I saw Scott.

"Well, how did you like the show?" I asked with a big grin.

"I couldn't see a thing." He whined.

As we headed for the door we were interrupted by the blonde-haired, blue-eyed guy.

"Wait just a minute." He asked.

"My name's Brad." He spurted.

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"I'm Amy. This my husband, Scott." I told him smiling.

"I have a room here. If your husband wouldn't mind, why don't we all go up for a night cap." He pleaded

"Sounds good to me. How about you Scott?" I asked.

He was dumb founded. Brad took me by the arm, and we headed for the elevators.

"Do you mind if three other guys join us?" He asked again.

"Not at all." I said, it was the alcohol talking.

I was buzzed. My eyesight was a little blurry. Brad had his arm around me as we got his room. But it was not a room but a suite. Through my hazy eyes I could see a huge living room, a bedroom with a king size bed, a kitchenette and a full bar. Which we headed for.

Scott flopped down in a chair and Brad brought him a drink then returned to me. He kissed me hard, and I kissed him back. He also worked my tight dress up to my waist. I did not resist. Again, it was the alcohol that had me in its control.

He now had access to my thong clad pussy which he had his hand on in a New York minute. He pulled my panties aside. He told me how wet I was. He easily began to finger fuck me. I spread my legs. His finger felt so good up my cooch. Scott was mesmerized.

Just then we heard something at the door. Brad pulled his hand away and pulled my dress down.

"HI guys." Brad said and introduced us. I forgot their names immediately.

Brad, me and the guys atarted doing shots and chasing them down with cold beer.

"How did you get this slut up to the room." Asked one of the guys.

"I just asked her husband (pointing to Scott) and he said it was ok with him." Brad said.

"I felt this bitch's ass down at thee bar. It's nice." Another man said.

"Turn around slut and let us take a look." The third guy told me.

I was not embarrassed to let them look at my best asset. They burst out in howls.

"Oh my god, would you look at that." Two of them said together.

Brad said it was the finest ass he had ever seen. I just started laughing and told them they were just a bunch of horny bastards.

"And you should feel how wet she is he said." Brad bragged.

He unzipped my dress and let it pool around my feet. I had no intention of stopping them.

All three came over. One pulled my thong down and proceeded to feel how wet my cunt was. All this nasty talk had me hornier than I had ever been. Then the other two had a turn.

"I told you. She is so fuckable. Let's have one more shot and get this party started." Brad told his buddies.''

"What about her husband?" One asked.

"Take him over a bottle of vodka and let him enjoy the show." Brad told them.

It was clear he was in charge. He started kissing me again. One guy had his hand in my pussy. The other two were sucking my tits. I was groaning and moaning like the slut they expected me to me. I was so aroused my knees began to buckle.

"Let's get the bitch on the bed. I bet when she left the house tonight, she didn't figure on getting gang banged." Brad said.

"Oh, hell no." one chimed in.

"Let's fuck this slut down. She's not going to know what hit her. I'm your master tonight whore. You call me sir or master, you got that." Brad commanded.

"Yes sir." I slurred.

The next moment or it seemed like only a moment I was riding Brad's cock facing him. Then I heard one of the men tell me to lean forward and then I felt his cock going up my ass.

"Suck my dick bitch." One said as he pushed his cock in my mouth.

The third one was pinching the hell out of my boobs. They were all screaming and yelling telling me what a fine bitch I was. I started cumming like a fright train and couldn't stop. I couldn't count all the orgasms I had.

"Here comes your first load of cum." The guy fucking my ass said.

I heard one guy ask another about how much I charged. His buddy told him they were getting it free tonight. Then he told the other men he was about to cum down my throat. Another said he had my ass next so that left my mouth free for the next dick. I was moaning like whore I was pretending to be.

Before he could get his cock in my mouth I yelled out.

"Oh my god yesssssssss. Use me up. Keep fucking my ass and cunt. Fill my mouth with cum...Ohhhhhhhhhhh yes please don't stop." I screamed at the top of my lungs.

I was on the top of the world. I begged my master to let me rim his asshole out. When the other guys heard this, they all got in line. They had never been rimmed out before.

My face was covered in cum. So were my tits. I had cum dripping out of my cunt and my ass.

They all had fucked my ass at least twice. My cunt three times. I had sucked them all off. Probably three times. My master ended the night by shooting a huge load all the way to my stomach while I deep throated him.

While they all went back to their private bar, I sneaked in the shower then I asked my master if I could get dressed. After I was dressed, they actually threw me out of the suite.

"We should have pissed on her." One guy said and they all burst out laughing.

They threw a few hundred a few hundred dollars at me.

"You were worth it bitch." Brad said.

Scott lifted me up.

"I guess those clothes really worked." He said.

"I guess." I said yes not knowing what I was saying

"We'll try it again next weekend and see what happens." My loving husband said.

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