Like many of your male readers I longed to see my wife, Karen, being fucked by
another man. After months of persuasion on my part she finally agreed to give it
a try. I was delighted and very excited at the prospect of watching Karen take
someone else's prick up her. Little did I know how badly for me things would
turn out. To cut a long story short, one Saturday evening Karen downed a couple
of large brandy's, put on a short party dress, including stockings and
suspenders, and I dropped her off at a local night club in town. My request was
simple. I asked her to enjoy herself, get picked up and then bring the lucky man
home where I could watch her getting fucked. I was so excited as she nervously
shut the car door and walked up the club steps and out of sight. I raced home in
the car , put on my favorite blue video and wanked the evening away, trying to
imagine Karen being chatted up. I was so horny, it was incredible. All I could
think of was someone else's cock sliding in and out of my wife. I stayed up into
the early hours and at two thirty a car pulled up outside our house. I heard a
door shut and the car pull away. Karen unlocked the front door and went into the
kitchen to make a coffee. I eagerly asked her what had happened. She said that
she felt very nervous at first but then bumped into some men who work at the
same factory as her (she has a three days a week job at a clothing firm in our
town). She said that one of the men, called Steve, chatted with her, then they
danced, before he really started to chat her up. At the end of the evening,
after much drink and dancing she went back to his flat where he fucked her
twice. It was Steve who had just dropped her off. Karen reminded me that it was
my idea and asked if I was satisfied. I was happy she had been serviced but had
wanted to watch the action and felt left out , to which Karen replied that she
was too nervous and wanted her first taste of extra-marital sex in private.
Later, in bed, Karen let me look at her spunked up cunt but refused to let me
lick or fuck her and she soon fell asleep. I had to wank my frustration away
while she slept, something I didn't expect to have to do. The next day she said
very little about her night out so I asked her if she would go out again the
coming Saturday and this time bring back someone to fuck so that I could watch.
Karen asked me to think about my request very hard as she did not know what it
would lead to. I wasn't quite sure what she meant but repeated that I wanted to
watch her with another man. She said that if that was what turned me on then
that's what I'd get but she didn't need it and could let it lie. I couldn't.
Saturday eventually came and I once again dropped my wife off at the club. This
time a man met her at the door and she walked inside with him, hand in hand. I
was struck with jealousy and felt my stomach turn as it struck me that Karen was
enjoying the pleasure of someone else. I hadn't felt this before, only now,
after seeing her with this man, did I have my first regrets about asking her to
do it. She arrived home at one in the morning with Steve and introduced me to
him in the lounge. She referred to me as her 'pathetic husband', the one who
wanted to watch him fuck her ass off. Even though I knew she had been drinking
pretty heavily the words hurt me and I somehow wished that this wasn't
happening. We all went upstairs to our bedroom. Karen ordered me to sit in the
corner of the room while she and Steve spent the next hour licking, sucking and
fucking each other in front of me. By the time Steve had put on his clothes and
left I had wanked myself three times over the show put on before me even though
I wasn't sure I wanted it to happen after all. With the evening over I thought
that would be the end of it and we fell asleep. The next day I certainly didn't
raise the subject again and was trying to forget the whole event. Little did I
realize, but it was only the start. The next Saturday evening Karen got ready to
go out again. I asked her not to but she said that I had started the whole thing
and now she was going to enjoy it. She refused to stay in and was picked up at
our house by Steve very soon after. Once again a horny feeling crept over me
and, against my better judgment, I got out the blue movies and settled down to
more wanking pleasures. Later on my wife arrived home and the scene from last
week was acted out again. I sat in the corner while Steve fucked my wife's
brains out. I wanked and she loved it. I felt powerless to do anything about
what was happening and the same ritual continued for eight weeks. It progressed
into something I actually began to look forward to in a strange kind of way. The
humiliated feeling I got as I watched Karen fucking someone else turned me on.
Karen knew this and pandered to it. Her performance in bed was certainly much
more varied than the sex that I used to have with her. She sucked his cock with
an eagerness that was plain for anyone to see and took him up her ass, something
she would have never let me do. During sex I had to bring them both drinks and
mop Steve's brow while he was embedded deep inside my wife. I had to tie her up
for him and then take photos for them to view later. I was know as the 'slave'
and fell easily into that role. What started as a fantasy on my part has now
evolved into a normal way of living. Our day lives continue as they did but at
night I become the slave and Karen the Mistress. She changes completely and will
not let me forget what I started, its like revenge in a way. She now picks up
young men every week and brings them home. Steve is her regular lover but he
also shares her with his mates. She has now got a reputation locally and thinks
nothing of inviting several men home at once. She holds parties where she is the
only woman and the guests use her during the evening. It has got to a point now
where I dress up as a French maid and serve drinks while she fucks all the men
present. I must admit that it is sometimes difficult to tell what is 'normal'
and what is not anymore. This is now our way of life. Its too much trouble to
change and so easy to carry on. While I enjoy it up to a point there's no
question that I wish I hadn't started the thing in the beginning. Let this be a
lesson to others intent on pushing their wife's to fuck around. It may backfire
on you too.
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