Getting out of my well-loved Camry, I stretched my body to work out the cramps, then wearily walked into the mud room to take off my boots and overcoat. It had been raining most of the afternoon so the roads and sidewalks were wet. I went into the house through the kitchen. There, I was greeted with the smell of dinner cooking and saw that my sweet wife, Anne, had been busy making one of my favorite meals, pot roast.
The pot roast was busy cooking in the pressure cooker and Anne wasn’t in the kitchen. Shrugging my shoulders, I walked over to the refrigerator, got out a beer, and then rummaged around in the kitchen drawer for the bottle opener. Then I removed a glass from the cabinet above the sink and filled it with the golden liquid.
I walked towards the living room to sit down and enjoy my well-earned beer and watch the news. Suddenly I heard the soft moaning coming from the living room ahead. I stopped in my tracks and cocked my head a little to listen. There it was again! Soft and low, almost imperceptible, but clearly a woman’s voice! I quietly tip-toed around the corner of the short hallway to investigate. As I reached the living room and peeked inside, I got the surprise of my life!
There was my Anne, sitting on the sofa in a sheer lacy black bra trimmed with red, and a red garter belt fastened to black stockings. She knew that these were my favorite colors, especially on her. She was running a finger up and down the length of her slit as she sat there with her legs spread lewdly. Her finger plowed slowly through the thick, aroused lips of her pussy which naturally brought me to an almost instant hard-on. I caught the tell-tale glint of wetness between her legs as she fingered herself.
My eyes moved up her body from her dark, neatly trimmed pussy and past her taunt midsection to her completely natural double D breasts. These were straining to get out of the skimpy bra. Continuing my survey up her delicious body, her raven black hair laid in stark contrast to her milky white skin. Her green eyes were focused on a spot across the room. Then I heard a moan again. Realizing it hadn’t come from Anne, I followed her gaze across the living room. That’s when I saw what she was looking at, and my jaw almost hit the floor.
Anne was watching one of my porn videos. This shocked the hell out of me because while I love my porn videos and I have many of them, I didn’t think she liked them all that much. Oh, she would watch them with me from time to time and she liked how they always made me extra horny. Watching videos always made for great sex! But now she was watching one all by herself! And out of all of the movies I had, she had chosen one where the woman starlet is subjected to a gang bang.
There was a beautiful Latino brunette on the TV screen at that moment. Her large breasts looked to be enhanced, but were still very nice and had pierced nipples. She was petite with legs that seemed to go up to her neck. Her pussy was hairless save for the tiny patch of black right above her slit.
“Damn,” I thought to myself, “I don’t remember this scene!” There were three men standing around her. They were well-tanned white guys, toned and muscular, and all had above average cocks, rock hard and ready to go.
The brunette knelt down and took one of the guys into her mouth and began to give him an expert blow job. She looked like she was genuinely enjoying herself. She reached up and started to stroke another of the white cocks next to her face. The third white guy stood by stroking himself while watching her work on the other two and waiting for his turn. She took each of the three cocks in her mouth one at a time and sucked each guy for a few minutes, then she got up and made her way over to a large overstuffed chair. She slunk down in the chair and spread her legs wide, revealing the inner parts of her pussy.
She had one of the prettiest pussies he had ever seen, pink and glistening as she held it open for viewing. One of the men knelt at the front of the chair, lifting her legs and putting them over the huge arms. He shoved two fingers into her wet, hot cunt and began finger fucking her. He then lowered his face to her crotch and started to suck on her clit. Her back arched then she began to grind her crotch into his face in an attempt to get more pressure on her clit. The girl laid her head back and her mouth opened in a long lustful moan.
I turned my attention back to Anne who now had slid her soaked thong to the side and was running her finger along her bare lips. She was getting very aroused and I saw her pussy drooling as she watched the movie intently. “Oh shit, she actually getting off on this,” I thought, amazed. Anne licked her full lips as she quickened the pace and concentrated on her clit for a moment.
Looking back to the action on the screen, I noticed that the actor’s positions had changed. One of the men had taken a seat on the chair and the woman was now sitting on his lap, straddling him with his huge, hard cock shoved deep into her asshole and was pumping almost the entire length in and out. The man who had been eating the girl’s pussy resumed his duties and was busily chowing down on her sweet cunt for all he was worth.
The third guy was near her head, his enormous cock in her mouth. She was wildly sucking it, his cock so large she could barely get her mouth around the circumference. She was sucking the guy while he was massaging her large breasts, fingers curling deep into the soft, yielding flesh, then tweaking and tugging on her hard erect nipples. Her pace slowed on the man she was sucking as she began to tremble, signaling her impending orgasm.
I heard another moan, this one coming from my wife. I looked over at Anne sitting there on the sofa. My cock was throbbing in my pants and I had to adjust it to get comfortable again. Anne had inserted two fingers into her very wet pussy, finger-fucking herself slowly while pinching her sensitive nipples with her other hand. I slowly unzipped my pants and pulled out my eight-inch, fairly thick cock. I began to slowly stroke myself while watching her, the pre-cum that had started leaking out acting as lubrication.
Anne licked her lips as she moved her hand from her breasts to her clit. She began to rub it in time to the thrusts from the other hand. I could see her two fingers glistening, coated with her juice. She pulled them out and brought them to her face, taking a tentative little lick. She must have liked the taste because she smiled and began to lick and suck them clean.
I could hardly believe the scene that was unfolding before me. Anne had never sucked or licked my cock after we had fucked. I had tried to get her too, showing her that all the porn stars in my movies did that. I had tried to get her to lick me clean – she didn’t mind the taste of my cum, but she told me that she didn’t want to taste herself. Yet here she was, licking her own juices off her fingers like it was her first meal in weeks! My stroking quickened as I tugged on my steel-hard cock. This was truly a sight and I could feel my balls tighten. I turned my attention back to the television.
The woman had turned on the seated man’s lap and now had his cock buried to the hilt in her slobbering cunt. The man formerly finger-fucking her had now begun fucking her ass and the third man was enjoying one of the girl’s special blowjobs. The moaning coming from all three was driving my sweet Anne to even greater heights and her moans joined in the erotic cacophony.
I looked once again to my dear wife. She had taken the large dildo that I had bought her one Valentine’s Day and was giving it an very enthusiastic oral job. Her fingers were feverishly working her sloppy hole. Then an idea came to me and I started to form a plan. I decided that I would save myself for later and with a complaint or two from my eager cock, I put myself away then zipped my pants back up.
A sudden loud moan caught my attention and took my eyes off Anne. One of the men had taken his ridiculously giant cock by the base and pressed the head up against her sloppy cunt. He started to move in. It was amazing to see her stretch to the very limits and I thought she might rip. I’d never seen a woman take something so large. In it went deeper as he began to rock back and forth. She was whimpering uncontrollably as he finally had her impaled on the full length.
I caught a movement out of the corner of my eye and ducked behind the wall. Slowly peeking out around the corner, I saw Anne lift her fine ass and pull her thong off. She leaned back on the sofa then proceeded to slide the dildo through the lips of her wet pussy. She somewhat leveled it off at the entrance to her quivering pussy. With one slow and steady push, the dildo slipped wetly inside her until it was buried almost completely.
“Uuunngg ohhhh,” Anne moaned loudly. She watched the on-screen action lustfully, grinding her hips on the fake cock. The men had stopped the triple penetration and instead were lined up to take her one after another. At the time one of the larger men was driving his enormous cock into the brunette occasionally pausing deep inside her and grinding himself against her swollen clit. She had locked her legs around his waist, her head rolling back and forth. All the while it seemed she was having one orgasm after another. The other men stood at the ready to take over in a moment’s notice.
“Yes! Fuck that slut whore!! Give her what she wants! Fuck her! Fuck her good!!” Anne shrieked as she rubbed her throbbing clit furiously.
The woman on the video was in the middle of an especially intense orgasm. Her entire body began to convulse. Anne watched the muscles in her legs tighten. A heavy coat of her cum coated the cock plowing in and out of her and her juices were running down her crotch, forming a puddle under her ass. The other two men had moved to her head, on either side of her, and she alternating sucking each of their cocks.
As she bobbed back and forth between them, the men reached down and began to pinch her stiff nipples. The guy fucking her pulled his hard cock from her, a cum and pussy juice cocktail pouring out of her stretched hole. The men helped her as she attempted to get to her feet. Her legs were shaking badly and her body glistened from sweat.
Anne was now furiously fucking herself with the dildo. “Ohhh, Gaawd! Yesss, Yesss! Unnngg!!”
Anne was fast approaching an orgasm the likes of which I had never seen her have. Between the sights and sounds coming from the TV and her own moans and the fat dildo shoved deep in her ravenous cunt, Anne was out of her mind with lustful input. Her mind swam with all it had to process and my otherwise intelligent, articulate, ladylike wife had become an incoherent grunting fuck animal. She moaned and writhed and bucked against the fake cock buried to the hilt in her cunt as she tossed her head back and forth. Had I not watched this scene from the beginning, I would swear the woman was possessed!
I turned my attention back to the television. The brunette had moved to a kneeling position in the middle of the floor and she was surrounded by the three men attending to her. She was greedily sucking the huge cock of one man while she jacked the other two. Then she would stop and the men would rotate around. The men each took turns pinching and pulling on her nipples or slapping her face or tits. All while this was going on Anne was moaning words of encouragement, as though in her mind she was there.
“Ooohhh yesss, come on bitch, take it… Take their fucking cocks… Make them cum!! You want to taste it. Aaahhhhh, oooohhhhh… I wish I could have their cocks in me,” she said lustfully.
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing! While Anne was no prude, I had no idea that she possibly wanted to be fucked like this. And that language! She had never talked to me like that during our love-making! As she got nearer to her orgasm, I formulated my plan. Even though I had stopped masturbating, I had been rubbing my cock through my jeans.
I took another good swallow of my drink as the action continued. The brunette was still on the floor, but now she knelt there with her mouth wide open with all three men surrounding her. Each one was furiously stroking themselves. She would take one then another into her mouth and give them all encouraging words, pleading and begging them to cum on her. Anne was right on the verge of cumming herself, and I shifted my eyes back and forth between Anne and the TV, trying not to miss any of the extremely hot action going on in front of me.
One of the men groaned, “I’m cumming!” and aimed the tip of his cock close to her lips and started shooting a heavy thick stream of jism into her open mouth. The first couple jets shot a little high and started running down her cheeks and into her hair. She opened her mouth to display the deposit she had just received.
Anne’s body glimmered with a thin sheet of sweat. I could smell the scent of her arousal very strong. My cock strained inside my pants, begging to get out. My wife was biting down on her lower lip, but she couldn’t hold back any longer. She erupted into one of the most amazing orgasms I had ever seen. Her body heaved and jerked, her face contorted then she let out a lusty wail.
“Ohhhhhhhhhaaaaaahhhhhhh!!”
Her pussy began to leak, a stream of her sweet juices running over her asshole and down the front of the sofa. I’d never seen Anne unleash a stream like that. Her convulsions were still going strong and I watched her reach yet another orgasm. My eyes were glued to her cunt as I saw her orgasms take control of her.
Glancing back at the TV, I saw the brunette get a double dose of cum as the other men both shot their loads into her waiting mouth in rapid secession, adding to the first she still had there.
Seeing Anne collapsed on the sofa breathing hard as she tried to recover from her orgasm, I quietly sneaked back to the garage, taking my glass with me. I got back into my car, pressed the button to open the garage door, waited a few seconds then closed it. I wanted her to think I had just gotten home. I finished off my drink, placing the empty glass on the floor of the car.
With my glass empty, I walked back into the house, through the laundry room, and into the kitchen. I was hoping that I had given Anne enough time put everything back into place. I walked back to the living room where I had watched Anne’s show and saw that the television had been turned off along with the DVD player. Crossing the room, I pressed the eject button on the player and noticed the movie was no longer there. Then I went over to the sofa where Anne had just been sitting minutes ago, and saw the wetness.
“Well she couldn’t get that totally cleaned up,” I thought to myself, smiling. I went back into the kitchen to get another beer.
“Honey I’m home,” I called out. I waited for an answer but not never got one. So I walked down the hall that lead to our bedroom. I could hear the shower running in the bathroom off the master bedroom. I entered the room and crept into the bathroom. Anne was just finishing her shower.
“Sorry I’m late, honey. There was a bad accident on the Washington Street bridge this afternoon, traffic was backed up for miles.” I told her.
“I know baby, I saw it on the news,” she answered as she reached for a towel hanging next to the shower.
“Sure no problem,” I said, taking in her gorgeous shape. I saw that her nipples were still hard little pebbles. Heading back to the kitchen, I put the plates into the microwave oven. While I waited for dinner to reheat, I finished off my beer and placed the glass in the sink. Anne entered the kitchen just as I was setting the food back on the table. She sneaked up behind me, wrapping her arms around my body and kissing me on the cheek. Her wonderful breasts pressed against my back and I could feel her nipples were still hard, letting me know she was still aroused.
This was a good sign – I had plans for later. She slid her hands down my body and reached for my cock, gently rubbing me through my pants. I felt my cock spring to life and I put my hands on hers.
“Honey, as much as I’d like to, I’m too damn hungry right now.”
“Okay… how ’bout later then?” she whispered in my ear lustfully.
“We’ll see, but right now I need to eat something. As much as I love that sweet tasting pussy, it isn’t real filling!” I answered with a grin.
“Well it may not be filling to eat, but your cock does a good job of filling it!” she purred, kissing my cheek and then sitting down at the table.
I went to the refrigerator and retrieved the pitcher of tea from the bottom shelf. Then I brought it to the table, filling each of our glasses and setting it down in the middle of the table. Looking across the table, I took in the sight of my Anne sitting there. She was dressed in a tiny little babydoll top and her tiny panties. She was dressed to play. “No wonder I could feel her as good as I did,” I thought. We sat down and began to eat.
“You are looking rather delicious my dear,” I said, complimenting her choice of dining wear.
“Well, my husband has had a hard day at work, so I thought he should at least have something nice to look at while eating dinner. Besides I’m hoping you have room for a little dessert later,” she said coyly, biting her lip.
“Well you do make a good salesperson, that much is certain!” I said, playing along. She blushed at my remark and lowered her head momentarily. I thought it was so cute and sexy.
“Other than the drive home, how did your day go?” she asked, changing the subject.
“It was a usual day… trying to cram twelve hours of work into eight,” I said, between huge bites of food.
“You might want to slow down there mister before you get sick,” she commented, watching me eat.
“Yeah, you’re probably right,” I said, as I took a smaller bite.
“Are you in a hurry to get to that dessert I was talking about or something?” she remarked.
“I’m just famished!” I said. “I had to work through lunch to be able to get home early. But then the bridge thing happened, so that blew that idea. So how was your day?”
“Same as yours, the usual. I did some laundry, cleaned the house a bit, went shopping, cooked dinner,” she said.
“And had one hell of a masturbation session,” I thought to myself. I didn’t realize it at that moment but the corners of my mouth had curled up to form a small mischievous smile.
“What’s that smile for mister?” she asked, breaking my thoughts.
“Smile…what smile?” I said, still not realizing the corners of my mouth had curved upwards.
“That shit eating grin you have. What are you thinking about?” she asked, setting down her fork.
“I was just thinking how beautiful you are,” I told her.
“Yeah right… no I’m not,” she said, brushing my compliment off.
That was one thing I never understood about Anne – why she couldn’t see how smoking hot she really was! All of my friends would tell me how lucky I am to land such a great catch – a statement that filled me with both pride and a bit of concern as well!
“Well, whether you want to believe it or not, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen,” I told her as we finished our meal.
And it was the truth – since meeting and falling in love with Anne, no other woman could compare to her. A rosy color came to her cheeks and she smiled shyly. She rose from her chair and collected the dishes taking them over to the sink. I sat at the table for a moment watching her as she began rinsing them off and putting them in the dishwasher. Then I quietly rose from my chair and walked up behind her. I placed my hands on her gently flaring hips and leaning forward, I softly kissed the side of her neck, just below her earlobe.
“What was that for?” she asked, turning around to face me.
“That’s for the love of my life,” I said as I moved to the other side of her neck and gently kissed her again.
“Mmmm,” she cooed, “Someone’s getting a bit frisky.”
“I can’t help it. You so damn hot tonight,” I softly whispered in her ear, then began to nibble on her earlobe. I knew her earlobes were a hot spot for her and never failed to get her aroused.
“You better stop before you get yourself into trouble,” she said in a husky voice, tilting her head slightly to give me better access to her ear.
“And what kind of trouble might that be, sweetheart?” I asked softly while gently nibbling on her earlobe.
Anne reached behind her and brushed her hand across my crotch.
“You know what kind I mean,” she panted. She felt how hard my cock was. “Hmm, what is this I feel?” she asked in mock surprise.
She grabbed my cock through my trousers. I let go of her and took a couple steps back. Anne turned around and looked seductively at me.
“I know what you want,” she said, stepping closer and lightly pressing her lips to mine. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me to her. Placing my hands on her hips, I gently sucked her bottom lip and slid my hands under her panties and gripping her firm, creamy ass cheeks.
Anne parted her lips slightly and I responded by pushing my tongue past them to seek out hers. Our tongues swirled around in an intimate dance. I gripped her ass flesh, sinking my fingers into the malleable assmeat then sliding my fingers into her crack where I discovered just how aroused my dear wife was.
“My, my… are we a bit damp honey?” I said in a low growl.
Anne responded by moaning softly and pushing her hips forward, pressing her crotch into me. I moved my hands further down into her panties and ran my fingers along her crack, taking delight at the way she wriggled her ass trying to coax me into fingering her. Her breath quickened as her kiss became deeper and desperate. I didn’t want to get too far along at this moment so I gently broke their embrace. I had other plans for her.
“Well, I’ll let you finish up in here,” I said.
“Oh I see… get me all worked up and leave me to finish the kitchen! You’re such a tease sometimes! That isn’t exactly fair you know!” she complained playfully.
“Later my dear… later, I promise. Have I ever left you hanging?” I replied heading to the refrigerator to get another beer. “Can I get you anything?” I asked, taking the bottle from the shelf.
“You can get your ass back over here… or make me a screwdriver,” she said, looking flushed as her nipples tried to poke their way through her nightie.
I got out the needed ingredients and began to make the drink for her. I knew what I had in mind would require more than one of these so I got out a small pitcher to mix her drink in. I started by filling it about half full of vodka then filled the other half with orange juice. I looked over my shoulder and saw that Anne had gone into the living room. Then I got a large glass, filled it with ice, then poured her drink over it. He picked up his beer and joined my wife in the living room.
“Here you go, sweetheart,” I said handing her the drink I made for her. Anne reached for the glass and took a small sip from the glass. She shuddered a little due to the amount of alcohol in it.
“Why do you always make these so strong?” she whined a bit. “Are you trying to get me drunk?”
“Sorry, hon… but if you know how I make your drinks, then why do you ask me to make them?” I said.
“Could you please put some more juice in it for me?” she asked, fluttering her eyes coyly.
“Yeah I suppose,” I said, reaching for her drink glass. I went back to the kitchen, took a large drink of her screwdriver to make some room in the glass, then filled it back up with juice. Then I returned to the living room and rejoined her on the sofa. Anne took a larger sip this time and found it more to her liking.
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, but you owe me,” I told her.
“I owe you what?” she asked, taking another sip.
“Well… we’ll discuss that later,” I said grinning mischievously. Then leaning over, I gave her a peck on the lips. “I’m going to take a shower,” I told her “See if you can find something worth watching.”
“Don’t take too long or your beer will get warm,” she said.
I went to the bathroom, turned on the shower, then got in once the water reached the right temperature. I began to think about what I wanted to do to Anne. I knew she would wind up getting tipsy; then I could have my fun with her. I had already began my teasing her, and the way she had responded told me in no uncertain terms that her little session earlier had not completely satisfied her.
My Anne has an incredible sex drive. Plain and simple she loves sex; in college we did our share of experimenting – that’s when we realized we were meant for each other. And as many things as we tried and had fun with, she was always reluctant to give me her ass. Oh, I could play with it and she loved when I licked at her crinkled little button, but my cock hadn’t been allowed anywhere near it. I had tried on a few occasions, but she said that it would be too painful so I never tried to push it further. With my shower finished, I turned the water off and dried myself. After dressing, I went back to check on my wife.
“Didja find anything?” I asked when I noticed the empty glass on the coffee table.
“This doesn’t seem to be too bad. I was kind of getting into it.” Then, while I finished off my beer, she told me what I had missed and caught me up on the movie. Anne leaned forward and picked up her empty glass.
“Hon, could you fill me up?” she asked, biting her bottom lip as she wondered if I caught her double meaning.
“Sure, I could use another myself,” I said getting up and taking her empty glass. As I headed to the kitchen, I was thinking “I will definitely fill you up later,” and smiled to myself. I filled both glasses, making hers a potent screwdriver, and getting me a beer. Then returned to Anne. She reached for hers and tipped the glass, draining almost half of it before putting it down.
“Mmm that’s good,” she told me as I sat next to her. She was definitely feeling the effects of her drink – she didn’t even complain about how strong I made this one! Anne stretched out on the sofa and laid her head in my lap. I reached down and started to caress her side, slowly moving my hand from her hip to the side of her breasts then back. I gradually slipped my hand higher under her babydoll top with each pass.
“Ohhh, that feels so nice,” she purred. By now Anne had a good buzz going and was feeling all warm and a little fuzzy-headed.
It was time to put my plan into action. Anne had her eyes closed just enjoying the feelings of my soft caresses so on one last pass I moved my hand around her to take hold of the little ribbon tie that held her babydoll nightie closed. I gently pulled on it, so easy that she didn’t even realize what I had done. I brushed the sheer and almost non-existent fabric of her nightie aside, exposing her wonderful breasts to my view.
I concentrated on her large firm breasts, slowly circling my finger lightly around her breast, each circle decreasing in size and moving closer to her dark pink areola. I was careful not to make contact with her erect nipple while tracing the edge of her areola. I didn’t want her to figure out what I was doing just yet. When I finally got to the edge of her nipple, I gave it a soft pinch and began to roll it between my fingers.
A soft moan escaped Anne’s lips and her breathing quickened. My cock stirred at her moan and began to thicken and come back to life. I released her nipple and started to caress the sensitive underside of her breast.
My cock, now fully awake, was doing its best to bore a hole through my pants. Anne brought her hand up and began to massage my cock through the fabric of my pants. I was busy alternating between kneading her breast then pinching her nipple. After a few minutes of this, though, I moved my hand back down toward her hip. She rolled over more onto her belly and unzipping my pants, she reached in and fished out my cock. Anne flicked the head of my engorged cock with her tongue before taking it into her mouth.
“Ohhh, that’s it… You like that don’t you, sweetheart?” I asked, lustfully.
“Mmmhmm… You know I love sucking this monster of yours,” she said, pausing just long enough to respond.
“That’s good. Then you can earn it!” I said, swatting her panty-clad ass firmly.
Anne squealed and looked up at me quizzically. “What do you mean, earn it?”
“I came home awhile ago, before you took your shower and I caught you, young lady.”
“Caught me?” she said. Now I had her complete attention! I saw a look of unease cross her lovely face.
“That’s right. I saw you sitting right here where we are now watching one of my videos… and you looked like you were enjoying the movie quite a bit too!” I said. “I think the term you used was ‘Fuck that slut whore! Fuck her good!’ and there was a ‘I wish I could have their cocks in me!’ too if I’m not mistaken!” The look of unease turned to one of shock and horror.
“Oh David! Oh God I’m so embarrassed!” Anne said, turning her face from me.
I pulled her face back to me, but she couldn’t look at me, instead averting her eyes downward.
“Yes, you put on quite a show my dear… it was most entertaining. However, I didn’t get to see the entire production. I arrived in the middle and didn’t stay to see the last act. So I want you to give me an encore performance – a private showing, if you will – and show me what I missed.” I said.
“You want me… to masturbate… in front of you?” she asked with a soft, shaky voice. She was looking up at me now, her eyes darting back and forth, looking for some sign I was serious about this.
“That’s exactly what I want you to do. I told you that you owed me – and this is how I plan to collect. Now find a video that you like and then go into the bedroom and get whatever toy you want to play with. I liked the one you were using earlier, but it’s up to you. Just bring whatever you feel like using and what you think will make for a good hot show! Hurry back, I’m going to get a drink and I will meet you back here in a couple minutes,” I told her.
She got up, still a bit unsure of what was happening. I rose from my seat as well and she gave me one last look. “Scoot! I want to see your show!” I reiterated, giving her a playful swat on the ass for emphasis. She looked back with the biggest grin on her face then scampered off to the bedroom…
