Over time, I’ve been able to get Karole, my wife, to open up more. After all, I comment on beautiful women, and I know she is only human, with sexual desires and fantasies. This last year or so, she has finally owned her feelings and has begun to communicate them to me. I love it. Simply knowing she has sexy thoughts throughout the day, with or without me, is a turn on. Knowing her sweet little muffin gets hot, and that her mind can race with sexy thoughts makes me smile. I love to know she still has these feelings after two kids and years of a busy life. The mere mention of her having passionate sex, using her body to turn men on, drives me crazy as well!
One artist in particular, we will call Bowen, has always been handsome to her, and his singing has gotten our mood going more than once. She and I love his music, and she apparently appreciates more than that. We’ve seen him perform at least ten times, and have had the opportunity to meet him on several occasions. This story is about one of those meets, and how I have jackoff material for years after this evening.
It was a typical Wednesday evening, drinking a beer and watching the tube when Karole suggested we go see Bowen the upcoming Saturday. I agreed, and after a couple more drinks, was told “Thank You” in a sexy voice as she kissed my lips. Hmm, that seemed a little odd; oh well, she really wanted to go, it had been a while since we saw him. She asked if I could still work some magic and get us backstage to say hi, and I told her I’d work on it.
Saturday came and Karole was in a fantastic mood all day. Tonight was gonna be a blast, and it couldnt get here fast enough. We “pre-partied” a bit, and had a nice buzz on the way to the show. On the way she insisted on listening to Bowens tunes on the way. A few minutes into the drive, Karole just laughed as she turned red and admitted she was so wet. I figured this was a good sign that I was getting lucky later. She looked great, sexier than usual, and definitely showing a little more skin than usual. I’m a lucky man!
I wasn’t able to make a connection for backstage passes, unfortunately. Nevertheless, we planned on having a great time. I was designated driver so Karole could really enjoy herself and let loose. As we arrived at the venue, as luck would have it, we parked very close to Bowen’s bus, and his tour manager was walking right by us. I hopped out and reintroduced myself, which he quickly remembered. Poof, the night just got better! We were in for passes, and Karole just got really happy.
As we waited for him to exit the bus, it began misting. I was just about to give up on the passes when the tour manager swung the door open and apologized for making us wait in the rain. He welcomed us on as he finished getting the passes to the front door guy and offered us a drink. We accepted the drink and I decided I’d pass on anymore, she on the other hand was throwing it back, getting a bit tipsy. We were all set after the show to see our old friend and Karole couldn’t be happier.
Off we went to the venue for some good tunes and good times! The show was as good as to be expected, and the scenery was nice too. Lots of young hotties, both girls and guys to get both of our engines running. Who doesn’t love a tight young body thats dressed to kill? My beautiful wife was lovin’ life, especially when Bowen waved hi from the stage to me and winked at her. She melted, then looked at me and said, “What I would do to him…” I just chuckled and rolled my eyes.
The show ended, and we made our way to the merchandise table to get Karole a signed shirt. After a few minutes of watching her drool over Bowen while we waited behind his other fans, she finally got to see her favorite singer. He was great, cordial and friendly as usual. They were out of the shirt she wanted, but there’s always next time. Bowen hugged on Karole and was pretty “friendly” with his hands around her neck. I didn’t mind, and she loved it, even blushing like a little school girl. Whatever it takes to make her happy, besides, even a road weary singer who has seen it all can appreciate a 35 yr old MILF!
The band continued loading out while we headed to the bus with Bowen to catch up. The rain was still falling, so we quickly ran through the parking lot. I noticed Karole reach for her dream guy’s hand as we all skipped across the puddles. I’m good with it, she was a bit drunk now, and needed assistance anyhow. We reached the empty bus and hurried in avoiding the increasing rain storm. All wet and out of breath we laughed a bit finding our places on the bus.
I grabbed Karole’s tits and told Bowen, “Look at these beauties in this tight wet shirt!” He looked intently, she loved me showing her off. She pointed out her hard nipples were showing through and both of us guys just shook our head in amazement. Then Bowen locked the door so we weren’t bothered by any diesel sniffing ladies.
Karole said, “Well aren’t I special, the only person on the bus!”
“Um, I made it too hun,” I replied.
She just laughed and said, “Well shit, you did, haha! Its okay, we will allow it.”
That bitch just put me in my place didn’t she. Damn, now I was a third wheel.
They opened a bottle of tequila and took a shot. Sober, I was looking for a towel, as we were all still dripping wet. I asked Bowen where I could find one, and he pointed to the back of the bus towards the bathroom. I went looking. After a minute or two I found a clean one and dried off, decided to take advantage of the facilty and straightened up my hair. Just then I heard them two laughing a bit, so I stopped and listened intently. What was so funny? Should we just call it a night, saving my prize for me, or do I let this little flirtation continue? I decided to push the jealousy aside and let Karole have her fun.
A couple minutes went by as I tried to overhear their conversation. I didn’t hear anything except what sounded like some boots being tossed to the floor, then a clang of a belt buckle. Was he getting undressed?
So not to seem to out of the loop I came out of the bathroom, but the lights were all off except a little bit of blue mood lighting along the ceiling. Music was softly playing and the smell of tequila was strong. Someone had taken more than a couple shots. I quietly made my way to the front of the bus but didn’t see anyone.
Then I heard a breathy “Thank you, that feels so good”. It was quiet but just loud enough for me to know, Karole was here, back in the bunks, WITH BOWEN!
Now my heart started racing. What are they doing? Should I break it up? Then a moan, still quiet, made its way out to me. Now I’m getting turned on! Karole is so sexy, I wish she knew it more, but when she makes the sounds of love making it drives me insane. I slowly moved toward the bunks to listen some more. The bunk curtain was drawn mostly, but I could make out a silhouette, Karole was on top of Bowen! Her head disappeared slowly as she slid down.
He raised his back as she took him deep in her mouth. I could hear her wet mouth going to work, and he moned in pleasure enjoying her slutty affection. After a couple minutes she made her way back up to him and kissed him, teasing his lips and tongue with hers. Then he slipped her shirt over her head. There she was with her large breasts exposed hanging over his face; his hands were on her shoulder in her long brown hair. My cock immediately stood at attention. This was hot, and she was having an amazing experience. I decided to let them continue, enjoying the view and acting like I wasn’t there.
“Mmmm, yes baby, I like that.” she said. “Please fuck me while he is gone, I need it so bad.”
He moved slightly up to kiss her and as he did, Karole slid down just a few inches. Her breath was taken away. Bowen had just penetrated my wife’s tight, wet pussy. The first piece of meat since being married to me over 15 yrs ago. We had talked about this in our fantasy chats, but now that it was happening, I was more turned on than I had ever thought possible. Now I was raging so hard I decided to let my piece out of my jeans for some relief. After all, she was my gift to him, and why shouldn’t I enjoy this?
She rode him so deep, slow and passionately; it was quite a sight to see. Her hips bucked on him accepting every inch he could give her. His hands moved masterfully around her breasts, and his tongue and lips sucked all over her hard nipples. My wife gave herself completely to him. They continued to kiss passionately, wet and wild, while there rhythm picked up pace.
I began to stroke my cock, and it took all I had to not come right away. Knowing that tight pussy was being fucked after years of dreaming about this one cock was so hot. He didnt disappoint by all accounts, as I heard her come not once, but twice. They were lost in each other, like I wasn’t even there. This man was taking my wifes body, using it up and slipping deeper into her slit without a care or my approval. Fuck it, this was hot!
Then, just when I had a good rythm stroking my cock the drape moved to the side more as he flipped her over and plunged deeper into her wet cunt. He immediately buried his face in her breasts as she dragged her nails across his back. I wanted to see more and stepped a bit closer, but got caught! Karole looked over at me. Not a drop of shame was on her face as she made eye contact with me. She licked her lips and winked while watching my throbbing hard on get punished by my rapidly moving fist. Karole knew I was enjoying the show. She also knows I love when she talked dirty to me. Especially when she was the dominate one.
Karole grabbed Bowen and pulled his face to hers and whispered, “We have someone enjoying watching us.” He was startled for a second, but she told him it was ok, I wasn’t going to get mad or interfere. “Stroke your cock baby, while he shows you how to fuck a woman, not as a wife, just a woman who needs to get it deep.” I was so hot, and loving the approval to watch.
She began to tell us each what to do. “Get rougher baby, pound my pussy good.” He sped up his strokes, she smiled and asked me if I liked this position with her legs spread wide. “
Yes ma’am, you look beautiful and he is doing a good job.” I said.
“Good, ha ha, he is fucking me better than I’ve been fucked in years. Pay attention honey, cuz I’m gonna give you the left overs when we get home.” she replied.
The thought of having that hot wet pussy delivered to me later on drove me over the top. “Poor baby, are you gonna cum already? Let it out as he does your job, but keep watching us!”
I began to convulse as I shot my load all over the towel I had left on the floor. Strand after strand of cum shot from my thick cock. Karole loved watching a man cum and told me to come closer and hold her leg so Bowen could concentrate. I moved over and held her thigh and calve while pulling her leg wide welcoming him to her little hole. I also grabbed and pinched her nipple as he worked her; Karole doesnt like her tits being neglected. Karole asked Bowen to really pound that pussy hard before he came, and my assistance was allowing that to happen.
“Mmmm yes, look at my husband spreading my legs for you, use it up and fuck me baby!”
He took note and began to dig deep as he knocked the bottom out of my beautiful wife. The sounds they made got me hard again just minutes after cumming. The oohs and awes, heavy breathing and sounds of Karoles wet pussy getting the attention it deserved was keeping me turned on.
Her large tits rocked back and forth with every stroke, and her hand went up to the wall above her head to keep from having it bang the wall as he fucked her. He was driving it home and getting closer. She continued to talk dirty, “Fuck me harder, deeper; show him what I’ve been wanting and missing for years!” “Look at me honey, thank you for sharing your pussy. He feels so good! Mmmmm” She moaned louder as he went to work. Any second now he was gonna shoot. Where would he come? Would she swallow? I was about to find out.
Just as he got close Karole dropped her leg and quickly got down on the floor for him to spew all over her chest! “Yeah baby, give me that load of hot cum. I’ve been wanting to see you do this for so long.” she said.
His cum landed all over her, from chin to belly he painted her as he grunted in delight. This was the hottest thing I’d ever seen! She grabbed his dick and pressed her tits together, allowing him to titty fuck her to completion, using his cum as lube. What a dirty girl she had been, allowing this guy to abuse her in every way. She loved it.
Bowen apologized as if he had done something wrong, but I just nodded and asked if he enjoyed it.
“The best I’ve ever had” he said, “She is amazing!” Karole smiled and got dressed, never cleaning up. Whatever, I was gonna get me some of that warmed up pussy in a matter of minutes and couldn’t get out of there fast enough. Bowen thanked us again and off the bus we went. The rain had stopped, and only 4 miles separated me from my prize. The truck fired up and off we went.
Needless to say, we had great sex at home! We collapsed in bed at 4am after a memorable night. Interestingly enough, Karole woke up the next morning with a Bowen shirt, signed with X’s and O’s!