My First Time - And It Was Fantastic!

Woowho! Great post
Win some...
Lose some...
Few are rained out

Mmmmmm..... just as HOT as ever!

I love hearing about your sexy fuck-fest. You almost make me feel like I'm sitting there, enjoying the action and waiting for my turn.
Cuck who loves a creampie.

Hot, hot, hot. You guys have the greatest adventures, can't wait for the next one.

Thanks for writing.

TrF2

As always, thanks to all for the comments. As I mentioned before, I'd like to take credit but each time my wife and I meet up with her lover, well, the story just seems to write itself!!!! For you guys that go after the 20 years old hotties, hey, more power to you but, as for me, I'll take my 40+ year old wife any day of the week. There's nothing like a "cougar" who knows what she wants and isn't afraid to take it!!!!

She beats any two twenty year old by a mile!

Kudos and congrats....
Win some...
Lose some...
Few are rained out

Sorry Perv, as I said, I love reading about your adventures, but referring to Tony as Kay's "lover" is a bit of a stretch for me. The man hasn't shown her one ounce of kindness or love in any of your encounters. The only thing he has going for him is his big cock and the only thing he's done is to fuck her into oblivion. That seems to be working for you and Kay, but I'm from the old school where you can fuck someone silly, enjoy the Cuckold relationship, but still be respectful to them. No disrespect meant, but I'm OK calling him her "bull", or her "Fuck Buddy", but to call him her lover doesn't work for me.

Thanks again for all your hard work bringing us your adventures.

TrF2

Kay replies:

Well, I suppose that goes back to the question of "What's in a word?" Obviously, my husband and I have interactions with Tony, other than sex, that Steve doesn't write about. (Of course, sex is the main driver but you know what I mean.) Perhaps "lover" may not be the most proper terminology and perhaps "bull" or "Fuck Buddy" might be closer to the overall relationship but, for me, the past six or so months have been totally out of this world in terms of sexual fulfillment, both from Tony and my husband. I loved your term of Tony "fuck(ing) her into oblivion". On some nights, that's exactly what happens!

When our relationship with Tony ends, we won't be entering into another one. Our reamistering is that this has been so great, another one would probably be a disappointment. So, in that respect anyway, Tony has become more than just the two terms you referred to. I won't deny that Tony has a number of annoying mannerisms but, I've never gotten hung up over them and since we meet only two or three times a month, I've learned to mostly ignore them.

By the way, both Steve and I appreciate the respectful tone of your comments. I also consider myself as "old school" (Hey, I'm in my forties; I have no choice!) but I think we just have different opinions concerning the use of the word. Best wishes!

Kay,
You are awesome! Steve is a lucky guy. I hope Tony sticks around for a while longer. I like reading about your experiences. And call Tony whatever you like. He will not care.

PART ONE


I glanced up at the clock. It was 7 P.M.; about fifteen minutes before Tony was to arrive at our house. I walked back to the bedroom to see if my wife was ready. Kay was sitting at her makeup alcove fiddling with her hands. She looked over as I entered the room, “Hey honey, what time is Tony going to be here?” I told her and as I looked at her, I saw something different. “Hey, did you have your nails done today?” I asked. Kay smiled and made a clawing motion in my direction, “Don’t mess with me baby or I’ll scratch your eyes out.” She laughed, “I’ve been dying to try these artificial nails and I thought that tonight would be a good night.” She held up her hands; the nails were a bright red and shinned in the light.

“Geez, isn’t this the first time you’ve had those on?” I asked. “Yup, I don’t know how well they stay on but I just thought I’d give them a try.” She turned to face me and lifted her glass of wine. She was wearing a white terrycloth dressing robe and I couldn’t see what she had on underneath. “I’ll be ready in a couple of minutes. If Tony gets here before I’m ready, go ahead and take him downstairs.” she said. I nodded my head and went back to the living room.

In the weeks since our last meeting with Tony, Kay and I had decided that it would be a better course of action, for all of us, to just have Tony over for our meetings. There were a number of reamisters for this; first, we were afraid that someone might recognize us going into a hotel room with Tony and second, Tony was getting concerned that his wife might see the bills for the hotel/motel rooms on his credit card bill. Since we have a guest bedroom in our basement, it just seemed best for everyone if Tony started coming over for our meetings. Of course, one additional bonus is that the basement bedroom is virtually soundproof. By now, you know that Kay is very vocal and, very often, very loud so it was a big relief for her to know that no one would be able to listen in on our meetings with Tony.

Hearing a car come in our driveway, I looked out to see Tony’s black Mercedes. Opening the front door, I shook hands with him and offered him a glass of wine. Taking it from me, I could see him looking around, searching for Kay. “She’ll be down in a few minutes”, I told Tony, “Let’s go on downstairs.” We went down to the guest bedroom and sat down.

I had just finished refurbishing the room and, to tell the truth, it looked pretty good. Of course, it was MUCH smaller than the rooms we had been meeting in, which gave the room an added touch of intimacy. Because Kay and I had decided to put a king sized bed in it, there was room for only three chairs but, again, this only added to the overall “mood” of the room.

For a few minutes, Tony and I made small talk; about his business and his overbearing wife. I could see that he was getting impatient and asked, “Does she have you on a schedule tonight?” Tony shook his head ruefully, “Yeah, her parents are coming over later tonight and she warned me not to be late.” We both laughed and shook our heads.

Then we heard Kay’s high heels clicking on the kitchen tile upstairs followed by her voice coming down the stairwell, “Hey, you guys had better be naked by the time I get down there!” I laughed to myself as Tony immediately put his glass down and began disrobing. I did the same. We heard again the sounds of Kay’s high heels; evidently, she was pouring herself another glass of wine. Finally, we heard the high heels clattering as she came down the steps.

When she entered the bedroom both Tony and I gaped. She was wearing a short lavender teddy (that I had never seen before) made out of some kind of woven material. In the bright lights of the bedroom her stiff nipples poked against the material. She smiled as she entered the room and extended her hand to Tony, “Hey baby, it’s good to see you.” She reached up, gave him a peck on the cheek and quickly stepped back from him, “Go ahead and have a seat.”

Both Tony and I sat down almost directly across from Kay. However, unlike the hotel/motel rooms, we were so close that we were only three or four feet apart. Kay smiled as she eyed me and then Tony. Tony sat there with his legs apart; I could see his dark pole beginning to stir. I didn’t blame him; I was in the same condition!

Kay took a slow deliberate take from her glass and devoted all her gaze to Tony, “So how have you been?” Tony took a quick gulp from his glass and leered back at her, “Not bad but I think it’s about to get better.” Kay laughed. Up until now, she had been sitting with her legs slightly crossed. However, in a tantalizingly slow gesture, she unfolded her legs and nonchalantly put one of her high heels up on the end of the bed showing that she was not wearing panties.

Both Tony and I took deep breaths and Kay chuckled at our response, noting the effect she was having on us. There was absolute silence in the room as we both eyed my wife. Although her legs were not wide open, her pussy was revealed to the point that we could see the swollen labia and the tiny clit beginning to peek out. A hint of moisture shinned from the swollen lips as if inviting both of us. It sounds a bit weird but at that moment I felt like we were all playing some sort of “You show me yours and I’ll show you mine” that was going to lead up to a fantastic evening. (I was right!)

I glanced over at Tony; although he wasn’t fully erect, the head of his big cock had swelled considerably. My own cock was fully erect; the show that Kay was putting on was absolutely entrancing. Finally, Kay finished her wine and, putting down the glass, extended her hand to Tony, “Come here and kiss me.” Tony put down his glass and, taking her hand, bent her backward for a deep passionate kiss. In the dead silence of the room, I could hear the sounds of their lips intertwining. Tony moved to push her back on the bed but Kay reached back for my hand, “Come here honey and lay down on your back.”

I knew exactly what she wanted. For the past few meetings, my tongue has been Kay’s “first choice” in getting her ready for Tony’s big pole. And, hey, do you think that I’m going to protest? Not a chance!

So, I laid on my back and was treated to the awesomely fantastic sight of Kay’s beautiful ass and pussy being lowered on to my mouth and face. Again, the mixture of the perfume, baby oil and her natural fragrance were utterly intoxicating. With my nose firmly pressed against Kay’s tiny asshole, I struggled to push my tongue inside her as far as I could. Of course, I couldn’t see anything but I could hear Tony positioning himself at the edge of the bed. But then, I could hear Kay’s breathless voice telling Tony, “Take a picture of me and Steve from the back.” My eyes were closed but I could still see the flash, followed by one more.

Again, I heard Tony go to the edge of the bed but now, in the silence of the room, I could hear the sucking and slurping noises of Kay’s mouth as she struggled to accommodate the stiff pole. Her hips quickened their pace across my now-dripping face.

Suddenly, Tony pulled her up and roughly kissed her. I rolled off the bed and sat back in one of the chairs trying not to touch my throbbing prick. The smell of Kay’s sweet fragrance, the sounds of her beautiful mouth, and the thought of what Tony was going to do to her, were combining to push me close to the brink. With one savage tug, Tony pushed the top of Kay’s teddy down, revealing those pert breasts. He roughly kissed and licked the nipples, while pulling the teddy up so that it was bunched around her torso.

Pushing her back on the bed, Tony positioned Kay on her back and pressed the huge cock head against her swollen pussy lips. Kay appeared to grimace but she totally surrendered and spread her legs wide as her high heels tumred off. With a quick lunge, Tony’s thick torso shot forward and Kay’s mouth opened wide, “Oh Jesus, OH GOD!” In the past Tony had taken his time in burying his huge weapon inside my wife but, tonight, he wasn’t in the mood to wait. Another quick lunge and he was into her, up to his big balls. His big ass moved up and down as Kay moaned. In the silence of the room, her moans and cries were magnified, “Oh GOD, BABY! OH GOD!!” Tony hadn’t been inside her for more than two or three minutes before I could see her petite body begin to quiver. Her legs kicked furiously as her face reddened and her teeth clenched, “YES! DEAR GOD! YESSSSSSS!” I shook my head; it seemed like her orgasms were coming in record time!

After Kay’s first orgasm, Tony grabbed her forearms, pulled her upward, and again buried his huge weapon deep inside her. The suddenness of the savage move surprised Kay and she screamed at the top of her lungs, “OH SHIT! GODDAMN! OH SHIT!” Although Tony was totally inside her, he continued to make short, quick, lunging moves as if to power himself even deeper inside her. Again, Kay moaned and yelled, “OH SHIT! TONY! TONY! OH MY GOD!” I could see Tony studying the contortions of Kay’s face; leering at her. There was no doubt that he had only one aim for the evening and that was to give Kay the hardest fucking that she had ever experienced.

He continued leering down at her, “Do you like it baby? Do you like it?” Kay knew that there was only one answer that would suffice, “Yes, Yes, YES! I LIKE IT!” Tony threw back his head and laughed, “Come on baby! Tell me you love it! Tell me you love it! NOW!” He emphasized his command by lunging forward again. The move elicited another anguished scream from Kay, “YES, I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT!!” Kay’s body shook like a rag doll; her hair was down in her face and on the few instances I could see her eyes, they were totally crossed; seeing nothing. I hadn’t touched my prick but the sight and sounds of Kay being so ruthlessly fucked were making it throb beyond control. I knew that I was about to come. I scramred on to the bed with my cock in my hand.

Tony looked over and saw me. With a leering grin, he tightened his grip on Kay’s forearms, leaned her back, and commanded her, “Open your mouth! NOW!” At last Kay’s eyes focused and she opened her mouth wide to accept my cock. I jammed my cock head into her waiting mouth and felt her quivering tongue go back and forth. I knew that I couldn’t hold back any longer. Holding my cock in one hand and the back of her head in the other, I positioned her so that my cock was directly in front of her open mouth, “Here it comes, HERE IT COMES!” I gasped.

I think that my first thick stream of semen went down her throat but as she tried to swallow, the second and third streams overwhelmed her, leaving her tongue and teeth covered with the thick goo. I reached for my camera; I really wanted a picture of this! Kay retched and gurgled as she tried to swallow the entire load but, at that point, Tony suddenly pulled her up and savagely lunged forward. Kay screamed at the top of her lungs; I thought sure that the sperm would dribble out of her mouth but instead the gooey mess continued to cling to her teeth and gums as I snapped the picture. Tony leaned her back but he continued to remain, balls deep in her, as she eventually fetishd my entire load of cum down all the while tightly gripping Tony’s arms.

I thought, at that point, that Tony was ready to blow his load but he reduced his pace, slowly going back and forth. I realized then that Tony was deliberately holding back his orgasm, preferring instead to fuck my wife for as long as he possible could. He suddenly withdrew his huge weapon and roughly rolled Kay over to a doggy position. She moaned loudly as he reinserted his now-slick and shiny weapon back into her. Firmly holding her buttocks, he again resumed his merciless fucking of her. Kay could do no more that cry out repeatedly, “Oh My God! OH MY GOD!”

To tell you the truth, I lost track of just how long Tony punished Kay with his huge tool (I estimate 45 minutes but I’m not sure). I believe that he had her in at least six or seven different positions but I also noticed that in each one of those positions, I could see Kay’s toes tightly curling, signaling yet another orgasm. Finally, Tony rolled my wife back onto her back, put her ankles on his shoulders and put his cock back into her now-red pussy. Again, he wrapped his forearms around hers as he began to thrust at her again. Again, I shook my head as I saw Kay’s tight little ass begin to push itself off the mattress to accept his sledgehammer blows. At long last, I saw Tony’s ass tighten as he again buried the swollen shaft to its utter limit, “OH YEAH BABY! OH YEAH! OH YEAH!”

The room finally became totally quiet except for Kay’s soft moans. I could feel my cock beginning to throb again. Tony eased himself out of her and lifted himself from the bed, “Hey man, I’ve got to get home. I’ll call you guys later, OK?” I nodded my head and Kay faintly did the same. “You can let yourself out, right?” I asked. Tony nodded his head. He quickly dressed and dashed up the stairs. Kay and I heard the front door close. We were alone.

PART TWO

I turned to her and placed her hand on my now stiff cock. “Oh my God, honey,” she murmured, “I just don’t know.” I was adamant. The show that she and Tony had put on, had done nothing except to make me want more of my wife’s sweet pussy. At that point, I didn’t care about anything except getting off.

I crawled between her legs and placed my cock head against the semen drenched lips of her pussy. I pushed forward. “OH JESUS! OH GOD! WAIT! WAIT!”, Kay moaned, “Oh my God! I’m so sore!” I backed off and began to get in another position. This had happened before. There had been other times that Kay had been so sore that I had to settle for a blowjob. But hey, that had been OK with me and I knew that I could be satisfied with that.

To my surprise, Kay took my cock in her shaking hand and seemed to bite her lip. Swallowing hard, she looked up at me and with a small quavering voice, asked, “Would you like to do me in my butt tonight?”

WHAT? I mean, WHAT? Had I heard her correctly? Look, maybe a little bit of history is in order. My wife and I have been married for over twenty years and NOT ONCE have I had the privilege of being in that tight BEAUTIFUL little ass! It’s not that we haven’t tried; far from it. Early in the marriage, we tried but had to give up because Kay couldn’t even take a small part of my cock head into her little “brown eye”. We’ve tried every position, all kinds of lubricant (including lubricated condoms); I mean EVERYTHING, to no avail. Secretly, I’ve always felt that there might be something psychological about it but I said nothing and reconciled myself to the fact that I’d never get any of my wife’s tight asshole. Now, she wanted to give it a try! THANK YOU GOD!

So, naturally, I nodded my head, “Yeah, I’d like that. I’d really like that.” Without a word, Kay rolled over to a position supported only by her knees and elbows. Looking back at me, she said in an insistent voice, “Be careful. Be CAREFUL!”

I jumped from the bed and retrieved a tube of KY from behind a chair. My cock was bobbing from the anticipation. I gently rubbed a large portion of the lubricant on my wife’s tiny little anal opening. I noted her small whimper as I eased a fingertip inside. I looked up to see that she was already gripping the sheets in tight handfuls (the striped comforter had been ripped off by her and Tony many minutes ago). I put a generous portion of KY on my cockhead, dropped the tube on the bed and moved into position. However, when I attempted to penetrate the tiny little opening, Kay cried out, “Oh my God! Please! Use more of the KY!”

I reached down for the tube and dabbed more onto my cockhead and the first three inches of the shaft. Then I carefully placed the opening of the tube into Kay’s tight little opening and firmly squeezed a large amount into the canal. Kay murmured, “Oh! OOH!” Then, for good measure, I carefully wiped some of Tony’s sperm from her oozing pussy and put it around her asshole. Dropping the tube again, I placed my cock head against Kay’s opening. I could feel her body become tense as I slowly moved forward. Kay’s asshole slowly opened to reluctantly accept the first half of my cockhead. “Oh cuckolds brownie! Oh God! Oh my God!” she murmured. I hesitated but then moved forward slightly and was treated to the magnificent sight of my cockhead disappearing entirely into Kay’s asshole and her “brown ring” tightly grasping my cock at the ridge behind the head! Kay went totally wild, “OH SHIT! OH SHIT! OH JESUS CHRIST!” But she made no move to pull away or tell me to stop, instead moaning, “OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD!”

I grasped the sides of her magnificent ass as hard as I could. I wanted like fury to slam my cock totally into her ass but I knew that if I was to have a return visit, I had to take it easy. I let Kay’s tiny little opening become accustomed to the new sensation. Within a few seconds, came Kay’s quavering voice, “Go ahead. Go ahead!” I could see her hands gripping the sheets even tighter. I eased one or two inches of the shaft into her and was rewarded with an agonized moan of surrender from Kay. I looked down. As with the sight of Tony’s cock in her pussy, the sight of my cock in her tiny asshole was one of grotesque proportions. Her asshole seemed to have a bizarre smile as it was being fed my cock! I eased forward so that another two inches went into her. As before, another agonized moan came from deep inside her. I reached for my camera and carefully holding it away from us, I snapped a photo of the sight and dropped the camera.

I couldn’t hold back. Firmly gripping her ass, I gave her the remainder of my cock all the way to my balls. Kay moaned at the top of her voice, “OH SWEET JESUS! OH MY GOD!” I remained there, not moving; once again, giving her asshole time to adjust to the novelty of being fully penetrated. After nearly a minute, I began to make slight back and forth movements. To my utter delight, Kay began to respond, “Oh God! Oh Shit! Oh Yes! Oh my God, Yes!” I looked up at her hands and saw that several of her artificial nails were now on the mattress as she maintained her tight grip on the sheets. I had a feeling that I had seen the last of those nails!

I slipped my right hand around to her pussy. With my sticky index and middle fingers, I found and encircled her stiff little clit. Kay’s head came off the mattress, “Oh Yes! Oh Yes! OH YESSSS!” I smiled to myself, unless I was badly mistaken, this wasn’t going to be the only time I was invited into her sweet “brown eye”! I picked up the pace of my thrusting into her ass and massaging of her clit. In less than 30 seconds I looked down to see Kay’s toes curling tightly. Her head was bobbing up and down and her ass was shaking uncontrollably, “YES! THAT’S IT! YES! AH! AH! YESSSS!” Her body shuddered from her orgasm.

I didn’t move until her orgasm had finished. As I started to move again, Kay reached her hand back and murmured, “Wait. Just wait. Wait.” As she said this, she moved both of her legs outwards and lifted her beautiful ass even higher. My eyes widened; she was opening herself even further to my cock! She wanted more of it! I removed my right hand from her clit and again resumed my pumping of her tight ass. The entire tone of Kay’s moans changed. Before, her moans had been a combination of agony and pleasure; now, the only noises coming from her throat were squeals of delight, “Oh! OHHHH! OH SHIT! OHHHHHHH!” She sounded like a high school cheerleader whose team had just scored the winning touchdown.

I spread the cheeks of her ass as far as I could and looked with satisfaction at the sight of my slick shaft plunging again and again into the tight, now-yielding opening. She was taking the entire seven inches and loving every inch of it! Suddenly, I thought, “Tony, you horse-cocked bastard! Tonight, you fucked my wife’s brains out but, because of you, I’m now balls deep in the sweetest ass that any guy could ever ask for! You know what I have to say to you? THANKS MAN!”

Then I felt the feeling deep in my balls that I was about to explode. I gripped Kay’s ass so tight that she squealed out. One stroke, then two strokes and I slammed into her ass as hard and deep as I could. Kay cried out but all I was aware of was my load going deep into her guts; God, did it feel great! I stopped to catch my breath when I heard Kay cry, “Oh God, I felt that! My God, it’s hot! I can feel all of it and it’s hot!”

I laughed and slowly withdrew my limp cock from my wife’s newly stretched asshole. As I withdrew, I could see that, although it was returning to its former tiny self, the opening was a bit larger than it had been before.

I moved back giving Kay room to get off her knees and elbows. She flattened on the bed and began to turn over. “Hey, wait!” I said, “I want to get a picture of this!” Kay exploded in laughter, “I don’t believe you! I might have known that you’d want a picture!” Still, she rolled back over to her stomach, lifted herself back to her knees and elbows and patiently waited for me to retrieve the camera.

I began to frame the picture when I stopped just to admire the sight. Never before had Kay’s pussy lips been so red and distended as they were tonight. There wasn’t a bit of doubt that Tony had given her the hardest fucking of her life. When she had begun to roll over, some of his (and my) semen had begun to run further up the crack of her ass. I took a photo of her newly opened asshole and pussy lips and was about to lay the camera down when, in the bright lights, I saw a glimmer of pearl beginning to appear at the opening of her ass. Gradually, the glimmer became more and more prominent until the entire opening was filled with a large glob of my sperm. I laughed as I took the picture; my beautiful wife was dripping from both ends!

I snapped several photos of the fantastic sight. Finally, Kay rolled over on her back and held her hands up, “Help me up, honey.” I gently helped her to her feet. Her woven teddy was still bunched, between her breasts and belly button. She stood up and sighed, “My God, I don’t know what’s throbbing worse; my butt or my pussy.” I stifled a laugh as I queried, “Do you want me to help you up the steps?” Kay shook her head and headed toward the steps. She gripped the railing tightly with one hand and held her other hand flat against her lower abdomen. “My God, My God”, she murmured. I watched silently as she negotiated the first two steps. She was walking almost pigeon-toed with her legs far apart as she climbed the steps. Again, my gaze went straight to her gorgeous ass.

The cum was now streaming from both her pussy and asshole running along the sides of her inner thighs. I couldn’t resist the temptation and snapped another picture. By the time, she reached the top of the stairs, the stream had worked its way down to her ankles. I followed her in silence as she made her way to the bedroom. Wordlessly, Kay pulled the teddy over her head and dropped face down on the bed, positioning the garment under her to catch the sticky mess emanating from her pussy and asshole. Looking at the sight, I couldn’t help but think that this was the picture of a woman that had been thoroughly conquered!

I went into the bathroom, got a wet washcloth and cleaned off my sticky cock. When I had finished, I gently wiped her pussy and ass to clean up the KY and the semen that was still oozing from both places. Kay murmured her approval. Getting a sudden flash of brilliance, I went back into the bathroom and retrieved an ice bag that I occasionally utilize for my knee problems. I went into the kitchen, gathered about eight or nine ice cubes and stuffed them into the bag.

When I returned to the bedroom, I could see that Kay hadn’t moved a muscle. I laid back down next to her and quietly asked, “Honey, can you spread your legs a little wider?” “You’ve got to be kidding” she replied. But, never the less, she moved both legs, totally revealing her pussy and ass. “Just relax”, I told her, “This will help you feel better.” When I pressed the cold ice bag against her, her head flew off the mattress, “Oh my God! What are you doing?” “Just relax” I repeated. I felt her body relax, so I pushed the ice pack more firmly against her pussy and ass.

Then, her body went totally limp. I heard a faint laugh come from her lips, “Oh my God, that feels good! Oh God, that feels divine! Oh honey, that feels heavenly!” I laughed out loud at her response, “I just thought that this might make you a little less sore.” “Um, I think you thought right” was her response, “It feels better already! You’re an angel!” “Oh, that’s me alright”, I said, “From now on, you can refer to me as Saint Steve!” Kay laughed so hard that she shook the bed, “Oh, I don’t think so!”

We laid there in silence for a few minutes until I asked, “So, how was it?” Kay smiled and looked over at me, “When you first put the head of your cock inside me, I thought I was going to be split but when you put the extra KY on your cock and squirted some more inside me, it wasn’t too bad. I just didn’t know if I could take all of it. When I felt your balls against me, I was like; ‘Thank God’. And after that, it wasn’t too bad; especially when you started rubbing my clit. Everything after that really felt good. I was surprised how good it felt. It did feel weird but really, really good.”

I broke out into a wide grin but I think Kay knew what I was thinking, “But, hey cowboy, don’t think you’re going to be doing that to me every night!” “OK, baby”, I said, “But how about every once in awhile. Maybe a couple of times a month?” Kay laughed, “OK, I think I can take it a couple of times of month.” I smiled and said nothing but inside I was screaming “YES! YES! YES!”

We laid there for a few more minutes. Finally, I asked, “So what was different about tonight? I mean why were you able to take it tonight after all the times we tried?” Kay reached her hand back and placed it on top of mine (the hand holding the ice pack in place), turned over and rested her head in her other hand, “You know that lady in Florida that I’ve been talking to?” I nodded my head, “Judy, right?” Kay nodded.

(NOTE: A few weeks after our first meeting with Tony, Kay came across this website devoted to large cocks which is frequented by both men and women. She had been curious about how other women, especially married women in her situation (doing threesomes), had handled it. Through the website Kay met this woman in Florida who was a lot like Kay; married, Catholic, and involved with another guy along with her husband. They struck it off immediately and though they’ve never met, they talk on the phone almost weekly. I’ve asked to listen in, but Kay told me that it was none of my business!)

Kay continued, “She and I were talking the other night about anal sex and she told me that she really liked it. I asked her how she could take a cock in her butt and she told me that it was just a matter of relaxation, lubrication, and the guy being patient. So, I figured that if she could do it, so could I.” I interrupted her, “Hey, give me her address; I think I’d like to send her a dozen roses!” Kay laughed, “So, you really enjoyed it, huh?” My reply was immediate, “You’re damned right!”

Kay laughed again and rolled back on her stomach. I gently removed the ice pack. Her pussy was still red but her little asshole seemed none the worse for wear. I gently kissed both cheeks of her fantastic ass. “Oh, that feels good”, Kay murmured, “But, I think I need to do some housekeeping. Help me up.” I jumped from the bed and helped her to her feet. “OK, honey”, she said holding her arms up, “Carry me to the bathroom.”

Laughing, I took her in my arms and carried her the short distance to the bathroom. I put her on her feet and she gave me a push, “OK, now get out of here!” I knew that she had some major “cleanup duties” to perform and I closed the door behind me.

I went to the guest bathroom and as I was showering I thought about the evening’s pleasures. The past few months have been totally out of this world and I’m grateful that I’ve been able to discover a side of Kay that I never knew existed. She and I have talked on several occasions about the good times we’ve had with Tony. Both she and I know that one day they will come to an end; maybe next month, maybe next year. However, we’re in agreement that we’ll never regret a single evening that we’ve spent with him!

You guys are the best. Thanks for sharing another of your adventures with Tony with us. Looking forward to the next one already. Oh, and thanks for your reply to my previous comments, I really enjoyed reading things from your perspective. Very interesting to say the least.

TrF2

Thanks again for the kind words "titsrfun2". Both Kay and I appreciate it. I'm not sure that we're going to write anymore since I believe that most of the stories at this site are pretty heavy into offense, etc. and neither Kay nor I are really into that (not knocking it, mind you, but we're just not heavy into it). Thanks again!

Please don't let that deter you. I find your experiences incredibly exciting and think I speak for many of us in saying how much I appreciate your effort.
Loving Wife, Mother, and Bryan's Slut

P&S,
I think your experiences are more than worth following, they are informative too. I would also say that most of the good stories on the site are not into offense, particularly for its own sake. It would be a loss to lose you from the site as a writer. Please continue if you can.

Your stories are extremely sexy and your way of recapturing those moments and putting them down in writing is excellent.

Certainly offense is a big part of the experience for a lot of the writers on here, the lack of it in your stories is one of the things that I really like the most.

I hope that you will reconsider and continue to take us along on your journey.

TrF2

Hey, thanks to all of you who took the time to write. After reading your comments, I believe that Kay and I do have a couple of more experiences that we would like to share with you. I'll try to get them out in the next few days. Again, thanks for writing!

KAY’S “SOLO DATE” WITH TONY – PART ONE


I finished brushing my teeth and walked into our bedroom. Kay was already on the bed, totally naked; it was easy to see that, as usual, she was in “the mood”! It was only the previous night that we had met Tony and he had given Kay his now familiar “treatment”; in other words, rough and lengthy. Based on the experience of the past few months, I knew that Kay’s “lady parts” were going to be tender and I had an inkling of what she was going to want.

As I walked up to the bed, Kay glanced at my crotch, chuckled softly and smiled up at me, “I can see what’s on HIS mind.” I looked down and smiled back at her; my prick was already beginning to swell. I slid onto the bed and reached for her but her hands remained at her side, “Hey, did you put the pictures from last night in the album?”

I laughed and nodded my head, “Do you want to see them?” Kay laughed, “Of course!” I reached under the bed and began to flip back to spot where I had our latest photos of Kay, Tony and Kay and Kay and I. Kay stopped me, “Hey, of all the photos you’ve taken, which is your favorite?”

I hesitated, “Geez, I’m not really sure. I know I really like these three.” They were at the front of the book. Those three were of Kay in the doggie position and really showed just how big Tony’s massive pole was. In the first shot, the head of his cock is just barely inside of her, in the second shot his cock was about halfway in and in the final shot, the pole was all the way inside her tiny pussy. Kay stared at the pictures and, with a rueful smile, murmured, “My God, he is SO big.” I twitched as Kay suddenly moved her hand to my crotch and began to gently drag her fingernails over my balls. My cock stiffened and in a heartbeat I was totally erect.

Kay pretended not to notice, “So what others do you like?” I flipped the page, “Oh, I really like these three.” Kay laughed out loud, “Oh my God, NO! I don’t believe you!” In the first picture, Kay has Tony’s huge cockhead inside her mouth; her eyes are wide open, looking up at him and her face is beet red. Her hand is grasping the shaft but it’s evident that she isn’t even close to having her fingers around it. In the second picture, Tony is behind her and she is in the doggie position looking directly into the camera with her eyes closed, gritting her teeth. In the third picture, she is still in the doggie position with her teeth tightly clenched but her eyes are open, and TOTALLY crossed! Kay playfully squeezed my stiff cock, “I can’t believe you like those! Are there any others?”

I turned the pages of the album a couple of times and found it, “I really like this one.” Kay looked at the photo and studied it. In the picture Kay is on her back and Tony is on top of her with her legs spread wide. Her toes are curled so tight that they can’t be seen and her eyes are rolled back into her head. Her mouth is wide open and, from the visible cords in her throat, it’s easy to see that she is screaming from her orgasm. Kay smiled, “You know, I think I remember this one. There were all kinds of lights going off in my head including the flash from the camera. My God, what a night!”

I couldn’t wait any longer. Kay’s stroking of my cock and balls along with the pictures and Kay’s “commentary” were pushing me to the edge. I dropped the photo album to the floor and moved to position myself between Kay’s legs. As I said, I had an idea of what Kay would want to do this evening so I wasn’t surprised when she ordered me to place my hands above her shoulders. Reaching down she wrapped her hand tightly around the shaft of my cock and placed my cock head against her pussy lips, “Go ahead, Baby! Go ahead! Go ahead!” I thrust my hips forward as hard as I could, but Kay’s tight grip allowed only two or three inches of my cock into her. Hell, I didn’t care; I just wanted to lose the load of cum that had been building inside me all day long!

My God, I was pathetic! I don’t think I lasted more than a couple of minutes. Kay controlled me as if I were a puppet; carefully studying my face as my movements became more and more frantic. I finally gasped, “Yeah! Yeah! My God, Yeah!” My wife expertly pulled my cock from the folds of her pussy and squeezed with all of her might. I thought that I was going to go through the ceiling! I looked down to see my cock spurting three long columns of semen onto her belly, almost up to her pert breasts. Finally, my convulsions stopped as Kay began to laugh, “Oh my God, Honey! I think you’ve been hanging around Tony too long!” I also began to laugh. I knew what she was referring to. The amount of cum that I had put on her abdomen would have impressed any porn star.

I rolled off Kay. I was going to get a towel for her when I saw that she was rubbing my semen up her torso and on to her breasts and throat. She continued to redistribute the cream until her entire front was moist and shiny. Kay smiled at me, “The best skin cream there is!” I laughed but Kay was far from finished, “OK Lover, you know what to do.”

I smiled and began to slide down the bed but my wife had other ideas, “No honey, move over here.” She seated herself at the edge of the bed and spread her legs wide, “Come here and get down on your knees. That’s it. Now, put your hands under my butt.” I follow her instructions to the letter. She put one hand behind my head and gently pulled my face into her crotch, “OK baby, make me happy. Go ahead. Do it.” I began to lick her already swollen labia taking long swipes from between her butt cheeks all the way up to her protruding clit. Kay was pleased with my efforts, “Oh Yeah! Oh Yeah! Almost! Almost! I’m almost…….!” I could feel her hips quiver and begin to slide back and forth. Her juices began to run down my face; I tried to swallow but I simply couldn’t keep up with them. I concentrated on running my tongue around her stiff clit. In less than a minute, I could feel Kay’s back arch as she grabbed my ears and pulled my head even more tightly into her crotch. Then, she released me and her thighs tightened around my head; her entire body shook, “Oh MY GOD YES!” Her body convulsed, over and over again, and finally relaxed.

As her thighs relaxed their grip on my head, I gently pushed myself up and guided both of us back on the bed. Kay rested her head on my shoulder and looked up at me, “Baby, that was absolutely fantastic. Absolutely fantastic.” I smiled and said, “You know it’s been over twenty years and I still can’t get enough of your pussy.” Kay laughed and replied, “You better not get tired of it!”

I don’t know what started the conversation but as we lay there, for some reamister, we started reminiscing about our first time and how we had fallen in love and decided to get married. Kay looked up at me and said, I still can’t believe how nervous I was when I decided to tell you about the number of guys I had slept with before I met you.” I laughed, “I don’t know why you were nervous; nine guys isn’t that many. Why did you think I’d be concerned? I probably had triple that many women before we met.” Kay nodded, “I know. It’s just that I wanted us to be absolutely honest with each other before we really got serious.” Kay wasn’t kidding. Since both of us are Catholic, it was pretty much understood that we took marriage seriously and didn’t want anything to endanger the marriage.

“Well, we were honest with each other”, I said, “And, it’s turned out OK, hasn’t it?” Kay smiled up at me and nodded. She suddenly giggled, “I just didn’t know that you were going to be such a perv about it!” My face reddened; I knew what she was talking about! A few years after we were married Kay had casually mentioned a guy that she had slept with and I was surprised that her talking about it really aroused me. In bed that night, I asked her again about the guy and Kay went into a detailed description of what he had done to her, including the size of his cock. I almost went wild! Kay wasn’t slow to catch on and, from then on, she would regularly drive me crazy describing what other guys had done to her in bed.

“I’m glad you weren’t too turned off” I told her. She laughed, “No, it was sort of a turn on for me and, besides, I was glad that you weren’t jealous. A lot of guys would have been.” I shook my head, “No way. Besides, I’m the one you’re relaxing with every night.” Kay raised her head and tenderly kissed me.

However, now, an idea was beginning to take shape. I looked over at her. Well, I might as well mention it; all she could say was ‘No’” I cleared my throat and began, “How was last night? Everything OK?” Kay looked up at me, “Sure, it was great. I’m sore but you know I’m always sore after Tony.” “Yeah, I know that”, I replied, “I was just wondering if you’d like to try something a little different.”

Kay’s look changed to puzzlement, “Like what?” I replied, “Well, I was just thinking, how would you like to go out with Tony; without me?” Kay’s face clearly signaled her disapproval, “Why would I want to do that? You know that a lot of my enjoyment comes from you watching me and him. I mean, why would I want to go out with him without you?” I looked down at her, “Well, it would be a lot like those other guys that you slept with. I mean, you know how turned on I was when you told me about them. I’m just wondering what it would be like if you went out with Tony and then came back and told me about it.”

Kay’s disapproving look didn’t change, “I just don’t know. I don’t think it would be as much fun. I just don’t think I’d like it.” I didn’t push the issue, “OK. If you’d like, think about it some more and whatever you decide is fine with me.” Kay shrugged her shoulders, “OK”. We both went to relax.

A couple of days passed and neither one of us raised the subject. I sort of figured that her silence meant the end of it; simply put, she wasn’t interested. However, I was about to be pleasantly surprised. As we were getting ready for bed, Kay turned to me, “You know, I’ve been thinking about what you mentioned. I’m still not sure why it would be a turn on for you when you’ve already seen me and Tony having sex. It seems like it wouldn’t be as good for you.” “You may be right,” I said, “but I think that sometimes mental images are as strong as physical images and, let’s face it, you really turned me on when you became so graphic about what those other guys did with you.”

Kay laughed, “Yeah, but when it comes to being graphic, YOU’RE the real expert!” It was my turn to laugh. I mean, after Kay read my story about our first meeting with Tony, she couldn’t believe the way that I described her and what Tony did to her. It’s not that I’m such a good writer; I just write about what happened. In the case of Kay telling me about her past lovers, she is equally graphic and this is a TOTAL turn-on for me. Kay listened intently to my stumbling explanation of why I thought a “date” between her and Tony could be a different experience for both of us. Finally, she nodded her head. “OK, I’ll give it a try. Let me figure out a way to set it up with Tony.” I breathed a sigh of relief; this was going to be wild!

About a week later we received our usual call from Tony asking when our next meeting would be. Kay picked up the phone and winked at me, “Hey Tony, how have you been? I know, I’m ready to see you too but there’s a problem. Steve has come down with the flu and he’s very sick. I know he’s not going to be able to do ANYTHING for another week or two.” Kay looked over at me with a wide smile and winked again, “I know baby. I know. I know you’re disappointed.” I could hear Tony’s voice over the phone pleading with her to work something out. Kay let him plead for a few more seconds and finally broke in, “OK Tony, let me ask Steve and if it’s OK with him, I’ll go out with you. But, it can’t be for more than a few hours. He’s much too sick to be left alone.” I put my hand over my mouth to stifle a laugh. Kay continued on the phone, “OK baby. Friday night. Look you need to wait until after dark to pick me up. I don’t want the neighbors to see me leaving alone with you. I’ll put one of our cars out on the driveway and open the garage door for you. You can pick me up and no one will see, OK?” That was fine with Tony and Kay hung up the phone, looking over at me with a satisfied smile.

On the day of Kay’s “date” with Tony, she called to tell me that she was leaving work early in order to get her hair and nails done. By the time I got home she had already returned from the salon and was in the bathroom putting on her “final touches”. I couldn’t see her but heard her voice, “Honey, will you please get me a glass of wine; one of the large glasses, please.” I hurried to the kitchen, poured the wine and took it back to the bedroom. As she stepped out of the bathroom, I almost dropped the glass!

I’ve seen plenty of times when my wife was “looking fine” but tonight she was out of this world! Her hair and makeup were impeccable; I mean she looked like a Hollywood star! She was wearing a black Casmir sweater that accented her petite breasts along with a short gray skirt that ended demurely above her knees. It was evident that she had purchased a new pair of black leather stiletto pumps that served to accent her muscular legs and curvy ass. She smiled suggestively, “So, do you like?” “Oh, yeah”, I replied, handing her the glass. I sat down on the bed.

Kay stood looking down at me, taking large sips of her wine. We talked about where Tony would be taking her. In less than five minutes, she finished her wine and said, “Well, he should be here in a few minutes.” She turned as if to walk out the bedroom door but then turned back toward me. She glanced at her watch and appeared to be deeply in thought. She placed her purse on the dresser and stepped toward me. “Honey, be a dear and get down on your knees.”

I was totally puzzled as she stepped immediately in front of me. She carefully lifted her skirt, fold by fold so as not to wrinkle it and slowly lifted it revealing the most sexy black panties that Victoria’s Secret could stock (I should know; I bought them!). Kay smiled down at me; her perfect lipstick shinned in the light, “Honey, pull my panties down.” My hands were shaking. I gently hooked my fingers under the waistband and even more gently eased them down to her knees. “No, all the way down”, Kay whispered. I slid them down to her ankles and, holding my head, she lifted one foot. I carefully slid them around the stiletto heel. My wife moved her foot partially spreading her beautiful legs. I looked up into her absolutely gorgeous pussy.

Kay was clearly enjoying herself, “OK, Sweetie. Go ahead. Don’t you want to get me ready for Tony?” I gulped as I moved my face closer to my wife’s crotch. I stopped about an inch from her pussy and took a couple of deep breaths. It was evident that Kay had treated more than her hair and nails in preparing for her lover. Her pussy was freshly shaved. I breathed in the intoxicating aroma of baby oil, expensive perfume, and Kay’s natural fragrance. I became acutely aware of my stiffening cock; hopelessly trapped in my jeans! I slowly, tenderly, began to kiss my wife’s sweet pussy, over and over again. I moved my head back slightly, gazing at the outline of the glistening lips, trying to imagine how this sweet little pussy was going to look in an hour, struggling to accommodate Tony’s huge pole.

I began to move my lips upward, toward the now protruding clit, when Kay’s hand stopped me, “No, not my clit. Just lick the outside.” She pushed me back slightly and pivoted around, “OK, now from the back, lick me from the back.” I again gazed up at her curvy ass, noting the glistening lips and her tiny, almost imperceptible asshole. I thrust my face upward and began to lick.

Suddenly, the sound of a car entering our driveway interrupted us. Kay laughed down at me, “Well, looks like Tony is here.” She reached over, grabbed my cell phone from the dresser, and handed it to me, “Wouldn’t you like to take a picture so that you don’t forget what I look like?” “Fat chance” I said to her. Still, I opened the phone and took a quick picture of her gorgeous ass and barely revealed pussy. “Quick!” Kay ordered, “Pull my panties back up!” Reluctantly, I complied pulling them up and then over that beautiful ass.

Suddenly, Kay stopped and retrieved her own phone from a scabbard that she had attached to her purse. I hadn’t noticed that before; evidently she had just purchased it. The scabbard had an opening revealing most of the phone but holding it in place. At any rate, Kay pressed one of the buttons; my own cell phone rang. I didn’t have a clue what she was doing. I put my phone to my ear just in time to hear Kay’s voice on the phone, and in permister, “Hey honey, sorry but I just had to do this. Hope you enjoy it!”

With that, she returned to cell phone to the scabbard and turned. For two or three steps, I saw her gorgeous ass softly undulating as she left the room. I could hear her stiletto heels clicking on the hardwood floor as she went down the hallway and out the door leading to the garage.

I was still trying to process what was happening. Clearly on the phone and less clearly down the hall, I could hear the automatic garage door opening and Tony’s Mercedes being driven into the garage. I heard the door being closed then I heard the sound of Kay’s high heels clicking on the garage floor and the sound of a car door opening.
Then I heard the sound of Tony’s booming voice, “Hey baby, how are you doing?” followed by the sounds of Kay entering the car and the door closing. I could hear Kay’s reply being muffled by Tony’s embrace. I could clearly hear the sounds of their lips meeting in a long passionate kiss. As their lips parted I could hear Kay, “I’m doing good baby. Let’s go!” With that, I heard the sounds of the garage door going up again, the Mercedes engine as it backed out and the garage door going back down. The sounds of the engine died. I sat on the bed as I caught my breath. I was alone. My beautiful wife had just left and in less than an hour she was going to be fucked by another man.

KAY’S “SOLO DATE” WITH TONY – PART 2

The sounds from the phone snapped me back to attention. Of course, I was not alone. My wife was not only beautiful; she was also resourceful and clever enough to ensure that I was going to be able to eavesdrop on every second of her “date” with her lover. I again became conscious of my throbbing cock and with one hand I pushed my jeans down and removed them. It was going to be awhile. I might as well get comfortable!

I lay down on the bed and pushed the speakerphone button on the cell phone. I placed the phone on the pillow, closed my eyes and concentrated on the conversation between Tony and Kay. You know, I read somewhere that when a permister loses one of their senses (for example, sight), the human body compensates by making the other senses even more acute. I’m not sure that this is what happened, but I can’t deny that not being able to see my wife and Tony made for an intensely powerful mental image as I listened in on their conversation.

Inside Tony’s Mercedes, it was totally quiet except for Tony and Kay’s conversation. I heard Tony’s coarse voice, “Man, I’m glad you were able to get away. I’ve really missed you.” Back came Kay’s soft calm voice, “Hey, I’ve missed you too. Where are you taking me?” Tony told her the name of the hotel; not more than 30 minutes from our home. The three of us had been there several times before. For the next 20 minutes, Tony and Kay made small talk; nothing very sexy or erotic. Still, my excitement was almost unbearable. I shifted on the bed until my legs were far apart; I didn’t want to do anything to stimulate my cock more than it already was!

As they neared the hotel, the tone of Tony and Kay’s conversation changed. I suddenly heard Tony’s obnoxious voice, “Hey baby, what color panties are you wearing tonight?” I heard movement and Kay’s giggle, “Oh, stop it! People will see!” Then came Tony’s voice, “Oh yeah! Black lace! My favorite!” It was evident that Tony had reached over and pushed Kay’s skirt up to reveal the panties. I could feel the sweat breaking out on my forehead. My cock began to rock back and forth.

“Here we are” Tony announced. I could hear Kay’s soft voice, “Hey, are we just going to go to the room? Aren’t you going to buy me a take? You must think I’m a really cheap date.” Her voice took on a teasing tone. “OK” came Tony’s somewhat exasperated reply, “A take.” As Tony opened the door for her, I could hear the sounds of the street traffic. I readjusted the volume of the phone and strained my ears to hear. I could hear the sound of Kay’s high heels on the pavement as they walked from the car to the small lounge on the first floor of the hotel. As they went inside, I could hear only the murmur of several conversations and the clinking of glasses. I couldn’t hear too much of Tony and Kay’s conversation; I hoped that I would be able to hear more when they got to their room.

After a couple of takes, Tony and Kay finally left the lounge and I pushed my ear closer to the phone to hear their short walk up to their room. During the walk, I could hear Kay’s soft squealing voice, “Oh Tony! Oh! Oh!” I knew what was going on; Tony had his beefy hands all over my wife’s beautiful ass as they walked to the room!

Their footsteps stopped and I heard the sound of the keycard and the door opening. Inside, came the hum of the air conditioner; this was going to be a problem. Then I heard Kay’s voice, soft but insistent, “Honey, this room is freezing. Turn the air conditioner off.” Kay was reading my mind!

I could hear Tony’s footsteps and a clicking sound followed by total silence. Then, the sensuous sounds of Tony and Kay embracing. She had put her purse down, with the cell phone pointed at exactly the right place. I could plainly hear every sound that they made. I looked down to see my cock waiving crazily in the air. Damn!

I knew from past experience that Tony was already working his hands down to Kay’s pussy and ass. Then, I heard Kay’s moan, “Oh Tony! Oh My God! TONY!” I shook my head. I could see his big hands squeezing my wife’s pussy through her panties.

Then came the sounds of both of them disrobing; sounds that lasted only seconds and that were quickly replacing by Kay’s moaning, “Oh my God, Honey! Oh God!” Tony was definitely not in the mood for conversation but his grunting gave way to a clear command, “Get down! Get down on your knees! Get down NOW!” Kay’s cry of, “My God!” was cut off by the sounds of Tony’s big pole being shoved into her mouth. Now, the only sounds were Tony’s heavy breathing and the soft, slurping, sucking sounds made by my beautiful wife. Tony was very pleased with Kay’s efforts, “Oh yeah Baby! Oh yeah! Come on! Suck it! SUCK IT!” Kay’s muffled moans became even louder. I visualized Kay’s crimmister face as she struggled to hold the big mushroom head inside her mouth and could imagine how Tony looked; hands on his hips, leering down at her.

The sweat continued to pour from my face as I pressed my ear to the phone. Kay’s slurping sounds ended with Tony’s voice, “OK Baby, come on!” The sounds of the bedsprings now came through the phone as Tony placed Kay on the bed. Now came the mental picture of Kay spreading her legs; spreading them to allow Tony to penetrate her with his big pole. I could see that bare little pussy and the huge cock that it was about swallow. I shook my head as my cock gyrated in every direction, “Don’t touch it! Don’t touch it!” I knew that I would shoot immediately if I even grazed it!

Through the phone came the sound of Kay’s plaintive moans, “Oh Jesus Christ! Oh My GOD!” I knew that the big pole was being shoved into her; I could almost see her legs beginning to kick in the air. “OH SHIT! OH MY GOD! OH SHIT!” If he didn’t already have it entirely inside her, he was very close to it. I was sweating as if I were running a marathon. Then came a final scream mixed with a moan, “OH MY LORD! MY GOD!” Then, nothing but a series of small whimpers.

I could visualize Tony leering down at her; completely dominant and totally sure of his ability to send my wife into paroxysms of pleasure. I now heard the sounds of movement, back and forth, punctuated by Kay’s moans of ecstasy, “Oh Yes! Oh Yes! Oh my God, Yes!” The pace of the movements increased and with them came an increase in the anguished cries of my wife. Suddenly a loud cry came from my wife; this time from deep within her guts, “OH GOD! GOD! GOD! I’M COMING! GOD! GOD!” I could see her fingernails digging deep into Tony’s back. Again, I shook my head. I didn’t know which was more erotic. Seeing your wife get her brains fucked out or HEARING your wife getting her brains fucked out!

For the next several minutes, I was treated to the sounds of my wife being pounded and then her moans of pleasure signifying yet another orgasm. I didn’t count them and I know that Kay wasn’t either. All I know is that, again, Tony was taking her to another planet and that she was loving it!

Finally the sounds stopped and I heard Tony’s voice, “OK, turn over! TURN OVER!” I could hear the movement as Kay complied. “Lift your ass! Come on! Lift that beautiful ass!” Tony insisted. I could hear Kay’s almost sobbing moans as she tried to push her tight little ass skyward. Then, came Tony’s voice again, “I know what you need and you’re going to get it!” I suddenly heard more sounds of movement; I didn’t know what they meant. Then I heard Kay whimpering like a little girl as Tony’s booming voice came through the phone, “Over here! Bend over! BEND OVER!” At once, I knew what was happening. Tony was going to bend Kay over either a couch or heavy chair and fuck her from the back as hard as he could. Kay’s anguished moans confirmed this as Tony’s leering voice came through, “Oh yeah! Look at that beautiful ass! My God your ass is perfect!” Then came a more ominous pronouncement from Tony, “I’m going to fuck you so hard that you won’t be able to walk! I’m going to fuck you so hard that you won’t let old Steve fuck you for a month!” Kay wailed as she resigned herself to her fate, “Oh my GOD! Oh my GOD! TONY!”

Tony was completely unsympathetic to her plight, “Spread your legs! Spread your legs! FURTHER APART!” Kay wailed again but I could hear her exertions as she obeyed him. I had witnessed this before and I could now see Tony brace himself as he prepared to make good on his threat. Suddenly I heard Kay’s guttural moan as Tony reintroduced his swollen pole to Kay’s tiny pussy. The sweat was actually running into my eyes as Kay’s moans became more and more pronounced. Slowly at first, then with increasing speed, I could hear the unmistakable sound of flesh hitting flesh as Tony’s thick thighs slammed into Kay’s butt cheeks. Each sound was punctuated with a muffled scream from Kay; I knew that she had her face buried into the couch or chair. The tempo of the flesh on flesh sounds increased until it was almost as rapid as someone clapping their hands. There could be no doubt that my gorgeous wife was getting a hard fucking. After a good five minutes of this, Tony stopped and asked in his leering voice, “Do you still love it, Baby? Do you still love it? You’d better tell me that you love it!” Kay’s voice quavered as she lifted her head and gave her reply, “Yes! Yes! Yes, I love it!”

Tony gave out another obnoxious laugh, “Yeah baby, I know you love it!” With that, he resumed his vulgar fucking of her. For the next several minutes the pounding continued, stopping only when Tony would demand that Kay tell him how much she enjoyed his big prick. Kay’s moans never subsided but suddenly her intermittent moans, previously in sync with each one of Tony’s thrusts, now became one long uninterrupted moan. I had seen this two or three times before when she would lift her head and moan like a wolf baying at the moon. It was her final surrender; her sign that she had totally acquiesced to Tony’s gigantic tool and that this acquiescence was triggering an earthshaking orgasm that was shaking her down to her core.

Look, in the several months that we’ve been seeing Tony, Kay and I have had a number of conversations which have centered around the effect that Tony’s big prick has on her. I’ve mentioned to her several times that since she was raised in a strict Catholic family (and educated in all Catholic schools), it’s possible that she has some of the conflicts that some Catholics have concerning pleasure (of the sexual kind) and punishment (the Church’s insistence on punishment for “bad” thoughts and things of that nature). Of course, Kay has told me that I’m full of crap and maybe she’s right. But it’s unmistakable that Tony’s big rod does bring out some pretty conflicting behavior from my wife. As I now listened to her, I thought about it again. By submitting to this huge weapon, was my sweet Catholic wife receiving both “pleasure and punishment”? Had she begun to enjoy BOTH, in equal measure? (When she reads this, I’m probably going to get my face slapped!)

At any rate, Kay’s moan was a signal to both Tony (and me, from a distance) that she had experienced a truly thunderous orgasm. The savage flesh or flesh movements stopped and I could hear Tony’s voice, “OK, back on the bed.” I heard the movements and Kay’s little-girl whimpers as Tony led her back to the bed. I heard Kay’s now-accepting yelp as Tony re-entered her, followed by the back and forth movements on the bed. It wasn’t more than two or three minutes when I heard the unmistakable sounds of Tony’s impending orgasm, “OH YEAH! OH YEAH! HERE IT COMES! OH YEAH! BABY!” Now, Kay’s moans decreased to a final, totally surrendered whimper as she accepted his load of semen. The sounds ended. There was nothing but silence.

For the next ten minutes, the silence continued. I again strained my ears, listening for any hint that Tony was going to return my wife or hold her for yet another session with his big prick. Finally, I heard Kay giggle, “Well, is your wife going to call you tonight?” I could hear Tony’s derisive snort, “No, I told her that I’d be home by eleven, so I don’t think she’ll be calling.” There was silence for a few minutes when I heard Kay’s voice, “So, are you going to take me home or do you have something else in mind?” I heard the bedsprings creak as Tony turned over, “Hey, I can’t let you go with just one time. As sick as Steve is, he probably won’t touch you for two more weeks. That wouldn’t be any good would it?” Kay laughed, “You’re just too good to me. But you probably won’t be able to do it again anyway.” “Bet me, baby” was Tony’s reply, “Come here.” I could hear the sound of their embrace and from the muffled sounds I knew that they were exchanging tongues. My cock had lost some of its swelling but now it was beginning to stir again.

“Go ahead baby. Go ahead.” I could clearly hear Tony’s urging. “Yeah, that’s it.” I heard the familiar sound of her hand slapping as she rubbed his cock. Tony continued to urge her, “Yeah, do it. That’s it. Do it harder.” The sounds increased as Kay complied. Then came the sounds of Kay’s voice, “You know baby, your cock is so big. You’re just the biggest that I’ve even seen; even in the porn movies.” Tony laughed delightedly. Kay was clearly talking about his favorite subject. I could hear the sounds of Kay kissing the huge rod. Kay’s voice came back, “Honey, I know you told me that you’re ten and a quarter inches long but how thick are you?” Tony was beside himself; he was ecstatic that Kay was so interested in his tool, “I don’t know. How thick do you think it is?”

Now, Kay’s voice was totally confident, “How about if I measure it?” Tony again laughed with delight, “How are you going to do that?” I heard the sound of footsteps coming closer to the phone. I jumped as I heard the sound of the zipper at the top of Kay’s purse and then I heard the sound of Kay’s voice, “Because I’m going to measure you. Do you mind?” Tony exploded with laughter, “You brought a measuring tape? OK, bring it on!” Now, both Kay and Tony were laughing as I heard the sound of Kay’s retreating steps. Kay commanded Tony, “Stand up and come over here.” The room became silent as Kay was evidently maneuvering the tape measure. Then Kay’s voice broke the short silence, “Wait, I think it’s supposed to be on the top. Hold still. Wait, let me…..It’s actually ten and wait…ten and three eighths inches long. Now, let me wrap it around..Oh my God, you’re seven and three fourth inches thick! No wonder, I feel so stretched!”

I don’t know who was more excited; me from hearing the conversation or Tony, from Kay’s attentiveness to his massive prick. I could hear them embrace as Tony’s obnoxious voice lowered, “Now you can go back and tell your husband that you just took nearly ten and a half inches and you can tell him exactly how wide your little pussy can stretch!” Kay laughed, “Oh I think he already knows that I’m getting a big one tonight!”
I suddenly sat up on the bed and ruefully smiled. Now my sweet wife was teasing the cuckolds brownie out of me! She was doing this just to get me totally aroused and it was working! I thought to myself, “Yeah, it’s working too well. When she gets home, she’d better be ready and I mean REALLY ready!”

But back in the hotel room, things were again heating up. It was evident that Tony was fully erect and was about to put Kay in a position to take care of him. Again, I could hear the sounds of both of them falling on the bed and I could hear Tony’s voice as he commanded my wife, “OK, open up. Open up.” Kay’s moans again signified that Tony was once again penetrating her. Now though, her cries were not as loud as before; a sign that his semen had made her pussy more accepting of the thick tool. Both of them seemed to have the same thing in mind; to get it on and to give each other what the other wanted. Kay wasn’t shy this time, “Go ahead. Go ahead! Give it to me! Go ahead!” Soon Tony was at full bore; rapidly shoving his pole in and out of her. There was no more conversation; only the sounds of pure, lustful sex. Then, no more than five minutes into it, came the sounds of Kay’s orgasm, “OH YEAH! OH YEAH! THAT’S IT! THAT’S IT! OH JESUS!” Her joyful cries were matched less than a minute later by a series of natural grunts from Tony, “YEAH! COME ON! YEAH! OH YEAH!”
Then, there was silence.

After nearly ten minutes, Kay’s voice came through the phone, “Hey baby, we’d better be going. I don’t want to leave Steve alone any longer.” Tony’s voice responded, “OK.” I could hear the sounds of them getting dressed, occasionally punctuated by a giggle from Kay. Soon, all I could hear was the sound of their footsteps as they made their way back to Tony’s car.

On their trip back to our house, neither Kay nor Tony said much. I sat on the bed counting the minutes and waiting for the sound of Tony’s car in the driveway. After what seemed like an eternity, I finally heard the sound followed by the sound of our garage door going up, Tony’s car entering, and the door going down. I lowered my ear to the phone to hear Kay’s voice, “Hey, I really enjoyed it. Maybe in about two weeks?” Back came Tony’s laugh, “How about sooner?” Kay replied, “I don’t think so. Remember, you’re not built for the average woman.” I could almost hear Tony’s laugh inside the house. He always enjoys it when Kay compliments him on his big cock.

I head the car door open and then shut and then the garage door open again and then shut. I heard the sound of Tony’s car backing out of our driveway and then go down the street. NOW, I was finally to get my payback for all that ruthless teasing!

KAY’S “SOLO DATE” WITH TONY – PART 3


I heard the door connecting the garage to the kitchen open and then shut, followed by the clicking of Kay’s high heels on the hardwood floor as she made her way back to our bedroom. I almost laughed out loud as I listened to the slow, almost hesitant sound that her heels were now making. I knew that she was probably feeling her way down the hallway leaning against the walls for support. Finally, she made her entrance into the room.

Kay gave me an unsteady smile as she stepped in. She was an absolute mess! Her fine hair-do was a distant memory; her lipstick and mascara were so smeared that it looked like she had walked through a carwash. “Aren’t you going to end the call on your cell phone?” I asked without the hint of a smile. Kay was nonplussed, “Oh, yeah, I guess I should.” She reached down and pressed the disconnect button on the phone. Looking up, she seemed to regain some of her confidence, “Hey, I guess it’s a good thing we have unlimited minutes, eh?” I didn’t laugh at all as I stood up. Kay looked at my bobbing erection and tightened her lips. She knew that I definitely was not in the playful mood.

With two short steps I was directly in front of her. I reached down and pulled her sweater up and over her head. With one hand I unhooked her bra and removed it, throwing it to the floor. I looked at her breasts; both of them had red marks from Tony’s rough hands but her nipples were as hard as I’ve ever seen them. Again with one hand, I undid the sole button at the waist of her skirt and slid the zipper down, allowing the garment to drop to the floor. As I had done nearly three hours before, I dropped to my knees and hooked my fingers around the waistband of Kay’s panties. However, this time, there would be no repeat of my prior tenderness. I quickly began to pull the panties down until the top of my wife’s little pussy came into view. Then I slowly peeled them down until her entire slit was visible.

I smiled wryly as I digested the entire scene. The inner lips of Kay’s pussy were now swollen and protruding; an angry red shade had replaced the pink hue that I had seen just before she had left. Without being told to, Kay shifted her legs slightly. I gave a slight tug; although her panties were soaked, they were sticking slightly to the bottom of her pussy. I tugged them free and pushed them down to her ankles. My gaze returned to her pussy and the pearl liquid that oozed between the swollen lips. The fragrance of the baby oil and expensive perfume were long gone; the only scent that was now emanating from my wife’s crotch was that of raw sweaty sex.

I got to my feet and grasped Kay’s bicep. She looked up at me as if to say something but she realized that I was not in the talkative mood. I roughly escorted her the three steps to our bed and even more roughly, positioned her on the bed. I looked up to her face; her eyes were spread wide and she was looking straight up at the ceiling. (Kay told me the next day that she had been hoping that I would be satisfied with a blow job but that when she saw my face, she knew that her soreness wasn’t going to sway me!)

I reached up to the head of the bed, grabbed a pillow, and stuffed it under her ass. When I did this, Kay reached her arms straight out as if to grab the sides of the bed. Her eyes remained fixed on the ceiling but I could see that she was beginning to clench her teeth. Needless to say, I couldn’t have cared less. The sounds and mental images of my wife being soundly fucked (twice) had aroused me more than I had ever been. If my beautiful wife had a sore and chaffed pussy; well, that was just too Goddamned bad!

I grabbed my wife’s legs at the ankles and thrust them in the air, spreading them as far as my arms allowed. “Do it! Put the head in! DO IT NOW!” I commanded her. Through her gritted teeth, Kay whimpered, “OH GOD! OH GOD!” Never the less, her right hand came down and positioned the head of my swollen cock between the red, distended lips of her pussy. She seemed to want to say something else but I never gave her the chance as I lunged forward, burying my cock in her all the way to the balls. “OH! OH! OHHHHH! OHHHH MYYYY GOD!!!!!!!” Kay screamed at the top of her lungs. Her arms were stretched wide; her delicate hands grabbed large handfuls of the sheets and mattress.

Her yelling aroused me even more as I began to move back and forth inside her. With lustful satisfaction, I looked down at my cock as it elicited even more moans and whimpers from her. Although I wanted like crazy to lose my load of semen in her, I resolved that I was going to make this last as long as I possibly could. For the next five minutes, I slammed into her pussy as hard as I could. Then, to my utter delight, her moans and whimpers were replaced by the continuous baying moan, the guttural sound that previously had only been evoked by Tony’s big prick. I looked up at her face; her eyes were looking at me but, clearly, not focusing on anything. Then, they crossed and finally went back into her head. An absolutely ungodly sound came from deep within her, “OHHHHHHH! OHHHHHHH! OHHHHHHHHH! AHHHHHHHHHH!” I looked down. Her tight little ass was quivering uncontrollably, twitching up and down. Now it was my turn to leer down at her; maybe Tony wasn’t going to be the only guy to fuck her brains out tonight!

I leaned my head back and laughed. This was one of those fantastic times when it was great to be a man! I felt the semen welling up in my balls and begin its journey out of my cock and deep into my wife, “YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!” I don’t have the slightest idea of just how many times I spurted into her sweet pussy. The hours of listening to my wife being fucked by Tony had built up probably the biggest load that I have ever shot in my life! I slowly pulled back and eased my cock out of her. I looked down to her crotch with total satisfaction. It was oozing so much semen that I barely see the lips of her pussy. No doubt that some of it was Tony’s but I knew that the vast majority of it had come from me. I got up from the bed and retrieved my camera from the dresser. I had taken a bunch of “cream pie” photos of Kay but I especially wanted one from tonight; a night to remember! Kay was lying there with her eyes still closed; she was dead to the world. “Come on baby, open your legs just a little. Come on.” Kay whimpered; she didn’t seem to want to move. I slowly parted her legs a bit more and even more of my sperm began to gush from her sweet pussy. I took the picture and laid the camera down.

I looked down at my wife and smiled. I gently took one of her arms, placed it next to her and laid down. She was as limp as a washrag. I looked over at her. After a few minutes she opened her eyes and smiled at me. “Hey, you OK?” I asked. “Shut up”, she said, still smiling. We didn’t exchange another word; both of us falling in a deep relax.

I woke up the next morning and glanced at the clock. Neither one of us had even moved for nearly ten hours. I chuckled to myself; it looked like we had fucked each other’s brains out! I felt Kay stir and turned to see her looking up at me. “My God, what a night”, she said softly. I nodded my head in agreement, “Yeah, I don’t think I’m going to forget it for a long time.” Then I remembered exactly what had ensued, “Hey, where did you get the idea for that cell phone thing?” Kay laughed, “Well, how many times have I told you that I like showing off for you? I just thought it would be neat if you listened in while Tony and I were screwing. How did you like it?” I shook my head and laughed, “It was totally unbelievable and it was totally erotic. Where did you get the new holder for your cell phone?” Kay pushed herself up on one elbow, “When you mentioned me going out with Tony by myself, I got to thinking, so I went down to the phone store and looked around. When I saw the phone holder that was completely open in front and that attached to my purse, I knew what I wanted to do. Like I said last night, I’m just glad that we have unlimited minutes!” Both of us laughed.

I looked up again at the clock, “Well, I guess we’d better get going.” Kay looked puzzled, “What are you talking about? I want to relax some more.” I looked back at her, “Don’t you remember? We’re the greeters for the Noon Mass.” Kay’s head fell back on the pillow, “Oh my God! I totally forgot about it!” Kay moved to get out of bed but winced, “Uh Oh. Oh geez. Oh geez!” I looked down at her, “So what’s the problem?” Kay glared at me with mock exasperation as she gingerly walked to the bathroom. Suddenly I realized; she was so sore from Tony and then, me, that she could barely walk! I laughed as she walked, stiff legged, toward the bathroom, “Well, look at it this way. It could be worse.” Kay frowned back at me, “How?” “Next week, we have to do the presentation of gifts.” Kay’s frown disappeared, “Oh my God, you’re right. You’re absolutely right. Maybe it’s not so bad after all.” I smiled back at her and headed for the guest bathroom to get ready. (NOTE: For all you non-Catholics, there is a point of the Mass called the “Presentation of Gifts” part of which is when (in our parish) a married couple brings the materials for the communion from the back of the church all the way down to the altar at the front of the church. In Kay’s case, this would have been a long and embarrassing walk!)

At any rate, we got ready in record time and made the drive to church. As is her custom, Kay dressed in a very prim and proper manner. And, since she had fallen arelax with her contact lenses in, she had been powerd to wear her glasses. I stood at one side of the entrance to the church and looked over at my wife. She looked exactly like a librarian with her long dress and glasses. As we greeted the church members I couldn’t help but look over at my wife and smile. She caught me several times and smiled back at me; our delicious secret safe from everyone. For an instant, I thought of some of the young bimbos that I occasionally see; in the movies, on TV, in the news, and seemingly everywhere. I suppose that they are the new sex symbols but brother, you can have every damn one of them. The woman that I relax with every night is sexier than all of them put together and I wouldn’t trade her for 50 of them! And, if you’re lucky enough to find a woman like my wife, neither will you!

Once again...... your story was a total pleasure to read. Thanks for sharing this with us, you are doing a fantastic job!

I for one would LOVE to see that last photo you took of the sweet creampie.
Cuck who loves a creampie.

Thank you SOOOO much. I am going to be late for work and have a raw clit from it. One of the best accounts I have ever read.
Loving Wife, Mother, and Bryan's Slut

Woowhoooo! Thanks for another awesome adventure!
Win some...
Lose some...
Few are rained out

You guys are awesome. Good for you to make it work for both of you. I love your stories, thanks for bringing them to us.

I second the nomination of the creampie photo for posting.

TrF2

Thanks to all of you for your comments! The creampie photo that I took after I finished with Kay is the last photo in our profile. Along with it, I posted the photo that I snapped with my cell phone of Kay's gorgeous ass after she had me "make her ready" for her date with Tony.

Donna, both Kay and I chuckled when we read about your raw clit. Kay mentioned that you should send your husband to the havestore and get a tube of "NEOGYN". Since she's been having sex with Tony, and then me, her outer labia have been a bit irritated and chaffed. For a couple of days after sex, she rubs a bit of the Neogyn on her pussy lips and she says that the stuff works great! Give it a try!

Thanks to all of you for your comments! The creampie photo that I took after I finished with Kay is the last photo in our profile. Along with it, I posted the photo that I snapped with my cell phone of Kay's gorgeous ass after she had me "make her ready" for her date with Tony.

Donna, both Kay and I chuckled when we read about your raw clit. Kay mentioned that you should send your husband to the havestore and get a tube of "NEOGYN". Since she's been having sex with Tony, and then me, her outer labia have been a bit irritated and chaffed. For a couple of days after sex, she rubs a bit of the Neogyn on her pussy lips and she says that the stuff works great! Give it a try!

Thanks to Kay for that suggestion! My black boyfriend and I are broken up at the moment, but I sure needed that a few weeks, as well as after your hot descriptions. My other problem is that my Hubby is not as understanding, and I have to keep my activities on the sly. Not easy to hide with the soreness from a monster cock that pounded you for a long time.

Again, thanks for sharing your adventures. Since my breakup, I live vicariously through generous people like you! Please tell us more when you can.
Loving Wife, Mother, and Bryan's Slut

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Anything new to share with us? I sure hope Kay is still enjoying that big cock and hard pounding action.
Cuck who loves a creampie.