Stolen Selina

This story is dedicated to Selina28.

For technical advice, kind words and an understanding of her beliefs that all men are not created equal

Thanks Selina, you’re a very special lady.

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It was a mid-week evening. Mark kissed his wife’s forehead and she snuggled against him under the duvet after a bout of gentle lovemaking. She thought for a moment and then said, “Mark…”

“Yes, Selina?”

“I’ve been thinking…”

“What about?”

“About fantasies.”

He opened his eyes and crooked his head to look at her, “And?”

“Well… You know I love you, but I think maybe our love life isn’t all it could be.”

Mark’s brow furrowed, “What do you mean?”

Selina pulled away from him and sat up, “Well… I love the way you make love with me, you’re so gentle and you make me feel so special.”

“But?”

“I can’t help feeling that there’s something missing.”

Mark too, sat up. He reached over and touched Selina’s chin, pulling her head round so he could look into her face. As he did so her beauty once again struck him. She was twenty-eight years old with dark eyes that a man could fall into, deep auburn hair with red streaks and soft, olive skin. Her mixed Anglo-Latin ancestry made that most happy of gene combinations. A truly beautiful woman. When standing, she was 5’6” tall although it was a rare occasion indeed that she wasn’t taller, due to her love of high-heeled shoes. Although with her lush figure being put together the way it was, few men bothered to take a note of her height when her other measurements were so delightful.

All in all, Mark considered himself one of the luckiest men in the world to have her at his side. He saw, on almost a daily basis the looks of jealousy in other men’s eyes. But at the moment, those thoughts were at the back of his mind, he was a little upset by what she had just told him, “What are you trying to say, Selina?”

“Well… We’ve been married a long time. Don’t get me wrong, there’s nothing wrong with you, or us. It’s just, I don’t know, perhaps things are getting a bit stale. I want us to try new things together.”

“Like what?”

Selina paused to think for a moment, “There are lots of things we could try. Toys, dressing up, role-playing, threesomes, all sorts.”

Mark sank back against his pillow, his mind was a whirl. He got his thoughts together and replied, “What did you mean threesomes? I’m not sure I want anyone but you in our bed. The rest of it, sure. I mean, I’m sorry that you weren’t getting everything out of our sex life that you should. I honestly didn’t know.”

“What’s wrong with threesomes, Mark? Wouldn’t you like two women? I thought that was every man’s fantasy.”

“Well… I suppose, but it’s a fantasy. That’s what makes it good. If we made something like that real there could be problems.”

“Like what? It wouldn’t have to be all the time, just once in a while. I really don’t see the problem. And you would like it, wouldn’t you?”

Embarrassed and anxious, Mark asked, “Okay then, tell me your fantasy?”

Selina turned to Mark, where he lay and placed her delicate hand on his chest, “Really?”

“Yes.”

“Well… My real fantasy is to make love with another man while you watch and then afterwards, you join us on the bed. I want to put on a show for you. I want to be your own private porn star, so you get so horny that you just fuck my brains out.”

Mark was a little shocked, Selina never normally swore. He replied, “I don’t know about that, Selina. I don’t think that I could watch you with another man.”

Selina climbed quickly out of the bed, she glared at Mark, “I see! Two women is okay, but two men isn’t! You’re so selfish!” and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her.

Shocked, Mark got up and chased after Selina. He found her in downstairs in the living room. She was sat on the sofa, crying. He sat down beside her and placed an arm around her shoulders, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you.”

Selina made no reply; she merely sat with her head bowed.

He sighed heavily and said, “Do you really want to do this?”

His wife looked up for the first time, “I just want to try new things… For us. I just thought we could make our sex life a bit more interesting.”

He sighed again, “Well, I’m really not sure about this. But if you are so set, perhaps we should give it a go.”

Selina hugged him tight and whispered, “Thank you. I do love you, Mark.”

Mark returned the hug and asked, “But how do we go about it? I’ve never done anything like this before.”

She grinned shyly, “Actually…”

“What?”

“I don’t know quite how to tell you this. But I know how we can set the ball rolling… At least for my fantasy.”

A little suspicious, Mark asked, “How?”

“There’s a man at work who has… how can I put this? Has shown interest in me.”

“Oh?”

Selina pulled away and sat primly with her knees together, she looked down at her hands clasped tightly together on her lap, “You don’t know him. His name’s Steve, he’s only been working there a few months.”

Mark replied, “So how do you know he’s interested in you?”

She blushed slightly and said, “Promise you won’t be angry?”

A little nervous at the turn this conversation had taken, Mark didn’t trust himself to speak, so he merely smiled slightly and nodded for Selina to continue. She took a deep breath and then murmured, “Well, when we met, there was something. I don’t know, it was chemistry. We got to know each other and we’ve had some long chats… and we’ve been flirting,” Selina paused to try and gauge Mark’s reaction, but his face was unreadable.

“Go on,” he whispered.

“Nothing too serious, I want you to know that, Mark. It’s just been a bit of fun. But I know he’s definitely interested in me,” her expression became almost pleading, “Could we…”

Selina left the question hanging in the air, waiting for a response from her husband. She watched Mark intently as he silently wrestled with the ramifications of the situation. Finally, he looked up at the ceiling and blew out heavily before returning his gaze towards her. He said, “Selina, I love you so much, I sometimes don’t believe it myself, and I don’t recall ever denying you anything that you’ve ever wanted. But I’m not sure about this, it could cause… difficulties,” he watched Selina’s expression change from hope to disappointment as he spoke, “However, if you want to try this, if you really want to try it, then we will. Invite your friend.”

Selina embraced her husband and fiercely hugged him; she was barely able to speak as she whispered, “Thank you. I love you so much!”

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Selina sang softly to herself as she wallowed in the bath. She wanted tonight to be perfect and had already picked out her outfit for the evening, including some sexy, new underwear.

She climbed out of the bath and dried herself with a big fluffy towel, looking at her reflection in the mirror. As is the case with women all around the world, she was overly critical of herself. She knew she was pretty, but all the ame, there were things that she would change if she could. Her hips were a little wider than she might have liked, but her slim waist more than made up for it. Breasts, large but not too large and with very little sag, unsurprising really as she had never had children with Mark.

At first he had been keen to start a family, but she wanted to wait until she had built a successful career. Not that she needed to work. After all, Mark was a successful lawyer and they were comfortably well off. But she always felt the need for a little independence from him. She smiled slightly as she remembered how they had argued about that, but she had been firm and had her own way. Selina normally did, Mark was such a gentle creature, at least in his dealings with her, that he usually acquiesced to her every wish. Sometimes she had to fight, but she always won and got her way… Just like tonight. Oh what a special night this was to be. Selina could feel her freshly trimmed pussy moistening as she looked forward to delights to come.

Meanwhile, in the bedroom, Mark was just doing up the top button of his shirt as he too looked in the mirror. All in all, he too, liked what he saw. He was far from fat, but he could do to lose a pound or two from his stomach. With his dark hair and blue eyes, he was far from ugly, but he still marvelled at how he had landed a goddess like Selina.

Mark stared at his reflection, “What are you doing, you idiot?”

Strangely, although he wasn’t particularly looking forward to the evening’s events, he was excited. Butterflies were dancing in his belly and there was a tic in the back of his neck that would not stop. In the mirror, he saw Selina enter the room naked and pick up her new underwear from where it was laid out. As she placed her foot on the bed to put on her silk stockings, he saw her pussy.

“You’ve shaved.”

“No, I’ve just trimmed it a little. Steve asked me to. He said it would be more exciting,” Selina let a finger slide up and down her pussy lips, “I must say, it does feel strange.”

Mark was a little dismayed, “I recall that I asked to do that for me once, and you refused. You said you were scared you’d cut yourself.”

Selina finished smoothing the stocking up her leg and then looked up at Mark. She hesitated before answering as she tried to find the right words, “Mark… I don’t know how to say this… Look, tonight is a very special occasion, I think you’ll agree.”

“Yes.”

“Well, I thought… I just thought that it would make it even better if I did something just a little… dangerous. Does that sound strange? What I mean is, tonight is the fulfilment of my fantasy and this is a part of it. When I broached the subject with Steve, he was amazed to start with and then he agreed. I asked him what he liked and he told me that he adored a trimmed pussy,” she saw her husband’s expression darken and hurriedly continued, “I know I wouldn’t do it for you, and I am so sorry about that. It’s just, I want this night to be perfect… for all of us.”

She walked over to where Mark stood. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she kissed him lightly and stared solemnly into his eyes, “Please don’t be angry. Please," her expression changed, "Anyway, once we've enjoyed this evening, we can plan your little treat. And just think what I might be doing for you, Dear," she smouldered.

Despite himself, Mark grinned and pecked her nose with a kiss, “You’re right of course. I’m sorry. I just got a little upset, but it’s over.”

Selina smiled and disengaged from his embrace to continue dressing. She slid into her new, salmon pink lingerie and pulled on her slinky, black cocktail dress with a slit up one side almost to the top of her thigh.

She pirouetted and asked mischievously, “How do I look?”

Mark took in the sight before him and growled lecherously.

“I’ll take that as a compliment,” she giggled.

A little while later, they were downstairs. Mark was running his eye over the dinner table, making sure that nothing had been overlooked while Selina was in the kitchen giving the roast of pork one final check when the doorbell rang.

Selina cried, “I’ll get it!”

She almost ran to the front door. Mark could hear a short mumbled conversation and then watched his wife draw their guest into the dining room. He was a younger man, about twenty-five. Tall, about 6’4” or 5” tall, the young man was a fine specimen of masculinity. Mark could tell by his broad shoulders and the way he carried himself that the other man was in good physical condition. He had short dark, curly hair and his face, although classically handsome had a certain built in sneer that Mark found disconcerting. He felt it lessened an otherwise appealing figure.

Selina made the introductions, “Mark this is Steve. Steve, my husband.”

Mark stuck out his hand and said, “Pleased to meet you, Steve.”

Steve took the proffered hand in his own and shook firmly, Mark flinched slightly as the other man squeezed hard on his fingers. He had a real bonecrusher grip and Steve stared directly into Mark’s eyes as he answered, “Charmed.”

Selina asked, “Steve, would you like a drink?”

He turned towards her, smiled and replied, “Scotch and soda.”

Shaking the pain from his fingers, Mark volunteered to get the drinks. Selina smiled her thanks, but Steve seemed not to hear him. This annoyed Mark, he didn’t like Steve at all so far. He couldn’t see why Selina seemed to like him so much, or why she thought him such a ‘sweetie’.

The dinner itself, was not what Mark would call a raging success. Steve and Selina dominated the conversation and any input he made was, at least to his mind, ignored by Selina. He also felt Steve’s piercing gaze on him several times. When he returned the look, invariable Steve’s expression turned to one of slight contempt which quickly reasserted itself into an open smile when he focussed his attention back on Selina.

After the meal, the couple cleared the table, leaving Steve to relax on the sofa in the living room. While they were in the kitchen, Mark said, “I don’t like him.”

“What? Why?”

“He’s too full of himself. Did you see the way he was looking at me? And I didn’t like the way you two were ignoring me either.”

Selina finished scraping the plates into the bin and answered, “Oh Mark! You’re just being silly. We weren’t ignoring you at all.”

“Humph! Seemed like it to me!”

She crossed the room and wrapped her arms around his neck, gazing into his eyes she said, “Look, I know he can seem a bit brash. That’s just his way. And he’s probably nervous, just as much as we are. I’m sure this is all new to him too.”

Mark made no reply, so Selina continued, “Mark please don’t be like this. I want this night to be perfect. I know, why don’t you get us all another drink, we can loosen up a bit and then when we’re all more relaxed, you’ll see you were just imagining it.”

He still said nothing.

Selina pulled away from him and covered her face with her hands, “You’ve changed your mind haven’t you?”

“No… No I haven’t… It’s just, I don’t like him. He’s arrogant and he’s making me feel like an unwelcome guest in my own home. I want him to go,” he reached out to comfort her, but she pulled away from him. So with his arms hanging uselessly at his sides, Mark said, “Look, we can still have your fantasy, just not tonight, not with him.”

Selina played her trump card, a single tear made it’s way down her cheek, “It’s spoiled. It’s all spoiled. This was supposed to be my perfect night. Sex with another man while you looked on and then have you love me as well. Please… let me have this one special night. After all, aren’t I going to help you fulfil your fantasy too?”

Her wording was not lost on Mark, ‘sex with another man and then have you love me.’ She seemed to have separated in her mind the difference between what she would share with each of the men. Steve would have sex with her, but Mark would make love with her. In spite of his reservations, Mark found himself more and more helpless to deny Selina her night and she was going to help him realise a dream.

Mark sighed, “Selina, I’m really not sure about this. But for you, I’ll do it. I love you so much.”

She squealed and flew into his arms, planting kisses all over his face.

One timeless moment later, the couple made their way back to where Steve was waiting in the living room. He was sat on the sofa. Selina sat next to him and snuggled into his side. Mark was about to sit in the armchair when Steve placed his arm around Selina’s shoulders and said, “Mark, you want to get some drinks?”

It wasn’t an order… not quite. Once again, Mark felt his temper rising, but Selina stared at him with a look of such pleading that he swallowed hard and merely said, “Okay.”

As he stood with his back to Steve and Selina preparing the drinks he fumed. The look of triumph on Steve’s face as Mark had agreed to get the drinks was like a knife going into his heart. When he turned around to face them, his face fell. Selina and Steve were kissing hungrily, from where he stood, he could see their tongues were battling as the lust in their hearts grew stronger.

Mark watched silently as Steve reached up to grasp Selina’s heaving breast. She was breathing heavily into his mouth, moaning as she wallowed in the feeling of a strange hand on her body. She pulled away from him and stood up. With her back to her husband and facing Steve, Selina bent down a grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled it up over her head and off. She melted back against Steve and once more began to kiss him hungrily.

Mark forgot all about the drinks he held and flopped down into the armchair. He was both repelled and excited by the spectacle before him. One part of him was amazed, he had never seen Selina so turned on, so eager and her beauty filled him with desire. Another part of him was raging because it was another man who was the target of her lust.

He could feel his cock stiffening as he watched Steve’s hands reach around Selina’s body and open her bra. He pulled the flimsy garment off. Selina’s hands were not idle either. She was busily rubbing the huge bulge in Steve’s trousers, before she roughly opened his flies and reached inside. She struggled briefly and then brought out the Steve’s cock. Not yet fully hard, it already dwarfed Mark’s meagre four inches.

Selina couldn’t get her hand all the way round it as she moved her fingers up and down its length.

“Oh my God!” she exclaimed, “It’s huge!”

Steve stopped playing with Selina’s heavy breasts and hard nipples so that he could undo his shirt, he murmured around her lips, “Suck me. Suck my cock.”

She moved quickly down and engulfed the head of his hardness in her mouth. She had great difficulty getting more than the first two or three inches in her mouth, she had never had anything like this in her mouth before, her tongue licked and lashed at his meat as she gradually slid more and more of it between her lips moaning as she worked. Steve finished taking off his shirt and stared at Mark, sat at the other side of the room. He had a cruel smile playing about his lips.

Steve started to groan as Selina continued her frenzied worship of his massive prick and without warning shot a blast of hot come straight down her throat. She desperately tried to swallow it but was unable to get it all, there was just too much. She drank as much as she could and started to clean up Steve’s rampant tool of all the fluid that had slid out of her mouth back down his length.

As soon as his spasms had finished, Steve pushed her away somewhat roughly, so she lay sprawled on the sofa, legs akimbo and stood up. He quickly started stripping off his remaining clothing.

From where he sat, Mark could see that her panties were soaking and she was more ready than he had ever seen her. Once again the jealousy rose in his breast. He looked into Selina’s face, she looked back at him with such an expression of love that he felt his heart melting again, Mark reminded himself, that Steve was the aperitif and he himself was to be the main course. A certain pride filled him at that point, but it didn’t last long when he got his first proper view of Steve’s erect cock. It was about nine and a half inches long and very thick, two massive balls hung below a thatch of thick, black pubic hair.

Steve reached down and ripped Selina’s panties off. There was no finesse, no gentleness that was the trademark of Mark’s style. He just ripped them from her body and fell on top of her.

Mark watched as Steve’s hips moved slightly and then sank down hard. Selina’s eyes screwed tightly shut and a deep, guttural groan escaped her clenched teeth as Steve’s huge cock invaded her soaking pussy. They lay together still for a moment and then Steve began to thrust in and out.

“Oh God!” moaned Selina, “You’re filling me. Oh God, it’s never been like this!”