A Taken Wife

I received a phone call today," my wife Lynn said as I came in from work.

"Oh! Who from?" I asked.

"Well, I probably don't need to tell you "his" name," she stated teasingly.

With surprise I blurted out, "Randy?"

"Yes, it was he," she replied with a twinkle in her sexy eyes. "What in the hell did he want?" I demanded.

I guess that I had asked with just a hint of too much jealousy because my voice started to quiver.

Lynn became haughty and said, "Oh! Nothing much, he just wanted to know how I was doing and."

"And what?" I eagerly interrupted.

Now my sexy wife was giggling; laughing at my sudden panic attack. Now she was going to "rub my face in it," and with her hands on her hips and a flippant attitude she spoke.

"Well; quite frankly, Randall asked me out to dinner and to a club next weekend."

My ***** pressure doubled in a split second and she smirked as she provoked my emotions.

My voice trembled as I asked as to how she replied to "Randall's" request. She had a wicked smile on her glossy red lips now. My eyes never strayed, I wanted to look away but her pouty luscious mouth had me mesmerized so I waited and waited for her answer. I did receive my answer, although not quite what I wanted.

"I won't lie to you Lynn said. I would like to see him again."

"See him how, I nervously asked? As a friend or as a lover?"

I wanted to know exactly what my desirably sexy wife was thinking. You see, Lynn had dated Randall before we met and she was madly in love with him and it took several years for her to quit fawning over him, so it's no wonder that I was concerned.

My wife (although she didn't have to) went on to explain.

"Randall is out of the military now and is moving back into our hometown. He wants to see me again and quite honestly I would like to see him also."

"You didn't answer my question I retorted. What kind of a date is "Randall" trying to arrange?"

"Well", my wife started.

"Well what, he at least knows that your married doesn't he, I asked?"

"Yes Randall knows that I'm married, I bumped into him while I was out shopping the other day and I, Oops!"

My wife giggled. She lowered her eyes and sexily chewed her lower lip after she had finished her statement. She lied, she never told me that she had already seen him.

"You have seen him already! And just when were you going to mention this little detail to me?" I asked as emotions ran rampant throughout my body. The nerves under the surface of my skin throbbed. I was tingling from head to toe and even, even my penis was tingling! Yes it was, I was becoming aroused.

I was getting hard as these thoughts of her having a secret love affair teased my very psyche. Lynn could sense my excitement. She always did love to tease and torment me. She knew that my jealous tantrum was just a facade and that deep down I was becoming sexually aroused. She knew that she could "push" and get whatever she desires. Hell, I would do anything for my sexy little wife.

"Well it wasn't like I was never going to tell you about having already seen Randall, she replied with just a hint of attitude in her voice. I just didn't think that it was that important. It's not like we set up an indiscreet meeting or anything, we just happened to be at the same place at the same time that's all, really."

A coy smile spread across her beautiful face.

"Well then, what made Randy decide to call you, did you lead him on or something? Did you flirt shamelessly for him," I asked defiantly? Stupid me. She had the upper hand now. She could see that I was "dancing" around, switching my flailing hands often to cover the shameful little bulge that was growing uncontrollably in the front of my jeans. I knew she could see it growing, I was trying too hard to hide it.

"Well, maybe I did "flirt" a teeny tiny bit", she stated in a very innocent "little girl's" voice. She openly giggled as beads of sweat started forming on my brow.

"What's so damn funny?" I asked trying to be genuinely upset with my bride.

"I think that this is turning you on, is little "jamie" getting hard?" she taunted.

She reached for my crotch and I never even tried to stop her. Maybe I really wanted her to know my arousal. To finally let my wife know of my perversions. Should I tell her that the very thought of my wife, my sweet sexy bride, being fucked by some stud turns me on to no end? I've dropped hints over the years but always tried to cover myself by acting upset and jealous whenever another male showed her the attention that I so desired her to receive. I want you to cuckold me honey. I must have said that a thousand and one times, but of course never loud enough for her to actually hear the words herself.

With a twinkle in her eyes, she rubbed my erection vigorously. "We'll talk later after the kids are asleep," she whispered as she lightly kissed my neck.

Her breath was hot to my ear and ***** surged to my erection. I felt faint. The kids had started fighting in the other room, but before she quit rubbing my penis to see to them, she softly mentioned that I should go into our bedroom and take care of my "little" problem.

"I've folded some freshly washed panties and they're lying on the bed. You can play with a pair if you like," she said as she walked off swaying her sexy butt. I did.

A half-hour later, I was showered and trying to relax in front of the television. Lynn was putting dinner on the table and the kids were fighting over which cartoon to watch. Lynn yelled for me to put a stop to their fighting but I didn't hear her. I was off in a fantasy, daydreaming about night things as the song goes. Lynn stormed into the room. "What in the hell is going on, she demanded. Jamie, aren't you going to stop them?" She knew where my mind was and it was nowhere around our noisy living room.

I snapped out of my trance as the phone started ringing.

"I will get it," my wife stated.

I watched as she answered quickly, to quickly really.

"Hello, oh hold on just a second," she whispered.

She handed the receiver to me and told me to hang it up as soon as she answers the cordless phone in the other room. She dropped the phone in my lap and practically ran to the other room. Even before I could put an ear to the head set she was screaming for me to hang up. Gosh! I suspected it must be a very private call. I checked the caller ID, it was from the local Marriott in town. I figured that it was "Randall" and I mumbled his name sarcastically under my breath. I then heard her close our bedroom door, it seems that Lynn really wanted privacy. I knew that it must be him she was talking to.

The kids and I gathered at the table and after waiting for what seemed like 20 minutes, we decided to start with out her. Another 20 then 30 and then 40 minutes had passed and we were now done but she still hadn't joined us. The kids kept asking about mommy and I tried my best to cover for her but my jealousy was creeping back to life. What was she talking about that was taking so damn long? As I cleared the dishes, the phone rang again. Well at least she's off of the phone anyway. I snatched up the receiver quickly, hoping that it was Lynn's "boyfriend."

I quickly hung up on the damn tele-marketer and thinking of my sexy wife and what she was up to, I started down the hall to our bedroom. The door was still shut and as I knocked I received no answer. The door was unlocked and as I entered, I could see that the bathroom door was also shut. She was in there; I could see the light coming from the crack under the door. The dainty red lace panties that I had "soiled" earlier were not where I had left them. I had forgotten to wash them out, she'll probably be pissed at me I thought.

I knocked gently on the door. "Honey, are you ok," I asked?

"Yes, I'm fine", she replied.

I asked her if I could come in and she said that she was relaxing in the tub and that the door was locked. I told her that I had to go really bad and that the other bathroom was occupied so she granted me the permission to obtain the pin like key and to let myself in. I walked through the door and instantly spotted the red panties soaking in the sink. Lynn had her eyes closed and looked very relaxed as she soaked in the tub. Hundreds and hundreds of stupid bubbles covered her sexy body and I admired her in the mirror as I urinated. What was she thinking about I wondered silently.

"Who was on the phone," I wimpishly asked?

She opened her eyes to find me surveying her bubble-covered body and in a coy and teasing manner she stated.

"You know who it was."

My eyes were drawn to my wife's sexy bright green eyes and she smiled as she stared directly at me. Her lips parted slightly and I swear that I heard her softly moan. Her pink tongue wiggled its way out of her sexy pouting mouth and she slowly and sensually moistened her "fuck red" lips. Wow!My "Little jamie" was getting all hard again. Her shoulders were twisting and shaking under the sea of endless bubbles and I Turned to watch her fully now instead of her reflection in the mirror. She beckoned me to her with one finger and quickly Putting "little jamie" away, I approached my wife.

"Jamie" she said breathlessly.

"Yes dear," I croaked and I knelt down as she stared up into my eyes. She was barely audible and I had to listen closely.

"Jamie, rinse out my red lace panties in the sink and then I want you to rinse this off too."

She raised her arm displaying the large latex dildo that I had purchased for her some time ago. I never had seen her use it except the first time I bought it so I had just assumed that it never left her nightstand drawer. I guess I was wrong huh!

I was hanging her panties to dry when Lynn stepped from the tub. I admired her wet body, all 5'-7" inches of her height and her 38-32-36 hourglass shape. Lynn's legs are long and smooth and her ankles are very sexy. Her feet are beautiful as well and I just love to be allowed to suckle each of her gorgeous little manicured toes. Her ass is fantastic; just great for kissing and her little tummy is sexy as well. Her breasts (d-cup) set high and firm, even after two ******** there is no sag at all. Her neck is long and slender and I would cover it with hickeys if she would allow me to but she won't. Her face is beautiful, high cheekbones, full pouty lips and piercing green eyes. Top it all off with long darkish blonde hair and you have your very own "Barbie doll". I am very lucky to have such a beautiful and sexy wife.

She wanted me to pat her dry so I used a soft terry cloth towel and started with her back. She had a sexy post orgasm glow about her and apparently the large rubber cock had done the trick. I just wish that I could give her an orgasm with my smaller penis but I guess that I'll never be able to satisfy my sexy wife in that fashion. Fortunately for me, I have learned to humble myself between her soft thighs using my tongue to give her the needed stimulus to achieve orgasm. As she turned so I could dry her flat little tummy, I noticed a shocking change. Most of Lynn's downy soft pubic hair was now missing. All that was left was a razor thin strip of hair that began at the very top folds of her protruding pussy lips and ended just maybe a mere two or so inches above that. Also gone was the soft hair that once surrounded her sex. She was baby smooth. Why had she chosen to shave it all of the sudden? I often in the past begged her to do just that but was met with severe resistance.

You like it?" she asked as she peered down into my eyes.

"Very much so," I replied.

I then asked her why she had decided to do it.

"Oh! I don't know, just wanted to feel sexy maybe," she teased.

She leaned back setting slightly atop the basin counter.

"Do you maybe want to try it out, give it a little kiss or something?" she asked.

"Please, may I kiss your sexy pussy?" I begged.

She spread her legs before me and said,

"you may".

I leaned forward and ran my tongue into the cleft of her now bare pussy. She moaned as I planted kiss after kiss against her soft petals. This was something new to me; something special. Never had I eaten a bald pussy before.

"Honey, how about giving my kitten a "french kiss" like a real lover would," she said breathlessly.

I obeyed her every command. Her opening was still gaping from the masturbation session with the dildo earlier and I pushed my tongue as far into her womanhood as I could reach. She was very warm and moist. Her latex lover had really "fucked" her well.

She pawed at my head mashing my face into her wet sex.

"Eat me; eat my fucking cunt," she mewled.

I was doing my best. She was going to be pleasured if it was the last thing I would do. I felt it as her juices released in orgasm and my tongue was being coated in my wife's cum. Ummm! It is so hot to taste her wetness.

After her orgasm, she released her death grip on my head and said "Thank you baby, that was a great cum."

"Your very welcome my love," I replied.

I was proud now that I had made her orgasm. She deserves this kind of treatment and I deserve to give it to her anytime she requests my service. I would be a fool if I didn't worship between her legs whenever she demanded. Lynn told me to leave her alone now and to check on the kids. A little frustrated, I walked away rubbing my very hard dick. She has no use for you little fella, I told myself. I exited the bathroom, dejected and horny.

The kids and I were watching TV when Lynn came into the room. She was lovely. She was wearing a short white satin robe that was tied loosely around her trim waist and as she moved to stand in front me, I could see she was also wearing a white satin and lace teddy. I remember buying the outfit for her on her last birthday, she had never worn until now though. The white teddy snaps at the crotch and is cut high on her sexy hips making her long legs appear even longer. The top portion fits her at mid breast and tiny spaghetti straps strain to hold the dainty garment taut against her large tits. A man only has to slightly pull the material down about a 1/2 inch to expose an eraser-sized nipple.

The kids; engrossed in a cartoon, did not even offer to turn around. Lynn then seductively pulled the satin ties and the robe parted. The naughty little bitch had revealed her sexy body to me for my voyeuristic pleasure and Her nipples were hard, they begged to be suckled. She then fluffed her long blonde hair by running her fingers through the strands hanging along side her pretty face. Continuing her tease, she touched a finger to her tongue and then dropped it to her right breast where she tweaked the hardened nipple.

Lynn had a mischievous smile on her face as she gathered the satin ties tying them back together and ending the sensuous show and then she slowly lowered herself onto my lap. Lynn; lips very close to my ear, whispered.

"You never did say if I could go out with Randall next weekend or not."

She was noticeably rotating her ass atop my hard little member once again. I hadn't forgotten her question from before, It's just that I figured that she was going on her date whether I approved or not.

Pulling softly on my ear with her lips she asked if I had heard her. Yeah! I had heard her but why was she asking for my permission.I definitely would love for her to fuck around but it was only a fantasy, my fantasy. Now did she want it to?

"What do you plan to do on your date?" I whispered as my dick became engorged with *****.

"Its just dinner and a dance club honey, that's all," she replied. "I'll be a good little wife I promise," she pouted.

She continued to tease me saying,

"Unless, unless you want me to be naughty. Do you want me to be a bad little wife, is that it?"

Putting her lips directly to my ear she quietly whispered.

"Do you want Randall to fuck me?"

I know she felt the sudden wetness of my cum as it squeezed out beneath her satin clad bottom. The surprised look on her beautiful face and then the slight giggle told me all I needed to know.

"Come to bed in a little while, I'll be waiting", she purred.

Sending the kids to bed as soon as their show was over, I made my way to our bedroom. My stained pants left me wondering if I would be able to gain another erection but I didn't need to worry because as soon as I saw my goddess lying atop the bed, "little jamie" came to life.

I approached my bride slowly. Lynn was reading a story from Penthouse Letters and lightly stroking a finger over her satin covered vagina. She acted as if she didn't notice my presence as she worked her clitoris with her wedding-ringed finger. Slowly up and down her slit her finger caressed causing a wet spot to form on her pretty lingerie. She had donned a slutty pair of white 4-inch stiletto heels and also put on some white lacy ankle socks. Oh man was she beautiful.

Eat my pussy again baby, was her first request to me and quickly I undressed and assumed my dutiful place between her now wide spread legs. She never even stopped playing with her pussy.

She bent her right leg giving me further access to her tasty pussy. "Are you going to suck my pussy baby?" she asked as I stared at her diamond engagement and wedding rings.

Lynn placed a sharp stiletto heel on my back and dragged up ******* the heel to dig into my skin. She was ******* me closer to her sex and was saying,

"Ooh! That's it; eat your hot little wife's pussy."

The pain her heel was causing turned me on as she ground it deeper into my back.

My tongue touched her satin clad crevice and I searched eagerly for her distended clitoris. I ate at her pussy for several minutes causing her lingerie to become soaked with my saliva and her moisture.

I raised up on my knees so that I could use my fingers to further assist in her pleasure which exposed my dangling penis and testicles. She moved her other high-heeled foot between my spread legs and then she started caressing my genitals. She batted at my hard-on with the toe of her white shoe and also lightly tapped at my hanging sac. This was causing some discomfort but I never missed a lick at her vagina.

"Let me help you" she said as she unsnapped the crotch of her teddy. Her bald pussy was now available for my attention.

She moaned softly as I sucked at her pussy. I was driving my tongue into the folds of her wet sex and occasionally biting on her engorged pussy lips trying to make her cum.

"Do you want your wife to cuckold you," she teased.

Uncontrollably, my cum gushed from my dick running down onto her high heeled foot.

"You naughty boy" she stated as she smeared the ejaculate onto my spasming appendage.

I had orgasmed just at the thought of her fucking a stud and she knew it.

"You really want me to do it don't you."

"Yes dear" was my reply.

"Well you might just get what you want" she said.

I continued to eat my bride's cunt and was really getting worried because I was not regaining my erection. After cumming three times in less than four hours I was totally spent. What will she think of me if I can't make love to her now?

Lynn pulled at my hair urging me on and she was suddenly really getting into my oral administrations. I was sliding my oozing penis along the toe of her high heel trying to ***** the life back into my flaccid penis one more time.

She would moan loudly and kick her foot up into my balls and twist with the other sharp heel causing scrape marks on my back I'm sure.

I looked up and saw that my wife was playing with her hard nipples, giving them some really naughty twists' and pulls. Our eyes met and she smiled at me then started her orgasm. She was deep into the throes of passion now; nothing could stop my beautiful bride.

She stiffened and thrust her vagina onto my mouth as Little cries of pleasure escaped her red lips.
"Yes yes", she mewled.

Her fingers worked relentlessly on her nips and her heels ripped at my back causing me to wince from pain. Her "cum" lasted for only seconds but to me it took forever.

After it was over, she instructed me to remove her high heels and lacy ankle socks. We talked briefly and that was when I gave her my blessing to go on her "date" with her old boyfriend Randall.

"I'll need a new outfit" she said.

We can go tomorrow afternoon I told her as she turned her back allowing me to spoon up against her teddy-draped body. She moved her tight ass against my soft dick and giggled.

"No love for my little hubby tonight huh," she quietly laughed.

I told her that I was sorry and that I would make it up to her tomorrow night but she told me that it will have to wait until after her date next weekend.

"By then, you'll be so horny that you will do anything I desire" she teased.

She was right; I would do anything my sexy wife wanted.

The next afternoon, after sending the kids too grandmas', the wife and I started shopping. I guess that I shouldn't say shopping because we only went one place. Fredericks of Hollywood, the place where fantasies are created and some are realized.

Lynn wanted to purchase a sexy party dress and I bulked, as I wanted her dressed more conservatively. As she held up a sexy little black spandex mini dress I feigned shocked.

"What exactly are your intentions for your date," I jealously asked? "I just think that this dress will be sexy that's all honey," she quipped.

"I think that it is way to risque for my wife to wear on a date with another man that's all," I replied.

She raised her voice drawing the attention of the other patrons in the store and brazenly placed her hands on her hips saying.

"Well, you're my husband, not the man that I'm going to be wearing this sexy little dress for now are you."

I was humiliated. She loudly told me to just shut the hell up and that she will buy and wear whatever she wants to for her date. I could hear the other shoppers snicker as my bride berated me in front of them.

Embarrassed and red with shame I continued to peruse the racks of deliciously sexy and erotic clothing. After obtaining several more mini dresses Lynn had me carry the items to the fitting room for her and I waited patiently outside of the closed door. One by one my wife donned the sexy garments but she had saved the spandex dress for last.

She called out to me saying "Honey, I like this one the best but it's not tight enough. Take it back and bring me the size 3 please," she requested. Like a dutiful husband I carried out my sexy wife's demand. I felt that everyone was watching me as I fitted my wife with slut wear for another man.

Before giving the smaller dress to my wife I had to restring the bodice laces as some were undone. Handing over the dress, I watched the opening under the door as my bride stepped into the tight little mini dress. I could picture her wiggling her hips as she pulled it up. I imagined that it barely even covered her d-cup breasts' and also the dress looked very short as I held it up, how much of her long legs will it cover I wondered?

She opened the door dressed as before in the shorts and tight tank top that she had on when we left the house earlier. Breaking me from my daydreaming she said.

"This dress is perfect. Now what do I dare too wear under such a sexy little dress?" she asked.

Taking the dress from Lynn I held it up once again.

"Not much can be worn under it I told her. It's too short and too tight."

"Well it's strapless so a bra is out of the question," she said as she stared directly into my eyes.

I watched as her eyes drifted lower to the small but noticeable bulge in my shorts.

"You like this dress don't you honey?" she teased.

"Yes I do dear but I don't think that you should wear it on a date with another man," I replied.

She stepped up close, her lips only inches from mine and a naughty smile adorned her face as she saw me tremble. She stared at my lips as if she was going to kiss me and I felt her hand start to caress my straining penis through my shorts.

"I bet Randall will like my new dress won't he," she said softly as her lips just slightly grazed mine. "I bet that Randall will really like taking my new dress off also, don't you think so honey?"

I quietly moaned as she caressed my hard penis.

"Maybe, she continued her tease; he'll want me to leave the dress on as he makes love to me huh."

I jumped as I felt my ejaculation and Lynn smirked at me as I filled my briefs with cum.

"Oops! Did I cause that?" she asked while holding her head slightly sideways and pouting.

I had to sit back down because my legs were wobbling badly.

"You stay here while I go and look for some sexy lingerie to wear under my little dress, ok honey."

She giggled as she strutted off in the direction of the lingerie section.

I held the dress over my lap trying to hide the cum stain on my light blue shorts. It felt like I had cum a gallon because it was now running down between my legs. I was ashamed; it probably looks like I peed my pants.

After about 20 minutes Lynn returned to the dressing area. She once again giggled as she glanced at me. She had an armload of sexy lace naughties as she entered into the stall and closed the door. She hummed joyfully as she tried on her choices and I sat quietly cradling my head in my hands as the cum continued to ooze from my penis. It was oozing down around my balls and into the crack of my ass and I cautiously lifted her dress to see the damage that the orgasm that my wife induced had caused. I was soaked. I'll never be able to hide the wet spot I thought to myself.The dressing stall door opened and Lynn pranced out very happily. "Perfect" she said as she tossed me the chosen items of lingerie.

I raised my arms to catch the tiny black satin bustier and her dress slid from my lap. Lynn immediately noticed my mess and laughed.

"Little hubby just can't hold himself can he" she taunted, acting as if I was a little ***** or something.

Humiliated, I quickly covered myself as best as I could.

"How are you going to get out of here without suffering some real ************** my wife asked?

"I don't know, can you help me," I pleaded.

She thought for a minute and said.

"I have an idea, besides I guess it is kind of my fault" she giggled.

Taking some cash out of her purse she headed back up front and about 10 minutes later she returned.

"Here ya go honey," she humorously said as she tossed me a pair of red lace thong panties along with a pair of thin white satin short shorts. They appeared to be the type of shorts that the girls at Hooters wear.

"What the? I can't wear these I cried. These are woman's clothes not men's," I informed her.

"So what, they're better than the cummy one's that your wearing now aren't they?" She replied.

"Well I guess so," I whimpered.

I stood up to go in the dressing room and as I passed my wife I saw her cover her mouth and giggle. I asked her what was so damn funny and she pointed at the leather chair that I had been sitting in. I turned and saw a very large wet spot right where my butt was seated. "Very funny" I said as I stormed into the dressing cubicle.

Once inside with the door shut and locked, I removed my cum soaked shorts and briefs. I could still hear Lynn giggling outside as I used the remaining dry areas of my briefs to wipe the excess cum from my between my legs. Humiliated as hell, I stepped into the red lace thong and pulled what little of it that was up around my hips. As I bent over to step into the white shorts the thong wedged itself into the crack of my ass. Dammit I thought to myself and I went ahead and pulled up the short shorts discovering just how tight they were.

"Damn honey, what size did you buy?" I asked my very amused wife.

"I was hoping that you were a size 7," she sarcastically stated.

"A 12 would have been better and I didn't need the panties either," I told her.

She was being a naughty little bitch and she knew it to because You could see right through the white shorts and the red thong stood out clearly. Not wanting her to get the best of me I proudly exited the dressing stall. She gave a "wolf-whistle" and said that I looked sexy. Red with *********** I said "let's go home."

The young girl at the counter smiled at me knowingly because my giddy little bride had apparently explained the situation to her previously. Lynn was saying; loud enough for anyone in a 10' radius including the girl at the register to hear that at least I didn't have any panty lines showing and I turned beet red with embarrassment.

The young girl was folding our purchases and was telling me about how sexy she thought my wife would look wearing the dress and lingerie for her date. The girl looked up at me quickly then glanced in Lynn's direction and both girls giggled. Had my wife told the girl of her date with another man?

My suspicion was confirmed when the girl gave me the pink bag and said.

"I hope your wife's boyfriend approves of her selections."

The girl had an impish smirk on her face as she said "come back soon" and Both she and Lynn giggled at each other as we left.

Outside the store, Lynn continued to torment me by rubbing my butt and grabbing at my dick as we walked. At the car, before opening the door for her, she stepped directly in front of me and pushed her hot little ass onto my bulging penis. She reached around and held my hips tight to her ass and started gyrating against my newly recovering erection.

As she humped against me my hard-on started growing bigger and bigger.

"Doesn't that feel good honey," she purred?

"Yes it does," I said as my horniness increased.

I fumbled with the keys, trying to fit it in the lock, when she suddenly slid her right hand between us.

"Oh my! She gasped. Does my hubby have a little hard-on for his naughty wife?"

Her hand felt good but I didn't want to repeat the same accident that I had had before.

"Please stop," I begged my hot wife.

"What's a matter hubby? she teased.

Are you afraid of cumming in your new panties?"

The nasty little minx loved it. Right here, in public and in broad daylight, my wife wanted me to cum again.

My hands started to shake and I dropped the keys. Oh what the hell I thought, were between the cars and nobody could really see us unless they walked up beside us right? So then, using both hands I started too push her tight shorts down.

"Oh you naughty boy, are you going to fuck me," she teased.

"Yes gosh dammit," I growled and Just as her panties came into view she twisted out of my grasp.

"No no no! No sex for you until after my date; remember," she stated.

I glared at the sexy bitch as she shook her finger at me and quickly I retrieved the keys and unlocked her door.

She flipped her blonde hair in my face as she scooted past me and into her seat but Before I could shut the door she said, "honey" and I watched as she spread her long legs apart.

She reached between her legs and pulled the small amount of material that was hiding her sex to the side. She giggled and impishly stuck her tongue out at me as she bared her shaven snatch.

"Want a taste?" She asked and I slammed the door shut.

I could tell that she was laughing as I walked around to the other side of the car.

The ride home was much the same, she teased and tormented my hard little dick until I was crazy with lust. She told me that I looked cute in my tight girly shorts and that anyone could tell that I was wearing red thong panties underneath.

"It's a good thing that you have a small little wee-wee because if it was big, people could tell that you are really a man; well almost a man anyway," she teased.

As I concentrated on driving she would reach into my lap and rub my little boner vigorously. She told me to pull over to the side of the road and park because she wanted me to masturbate for her.

This was something that we had started a few months ago because It gets her off to watch me stroke myself, however this was the first time outside of the security of our bedroom that she wanted me to do it.

I screeched to a halt at the first semi-private place that I could find. After shutting down the engine I let the seat back for more "elbow" room and she watched intently as I started pulling my shorts and panties down.

"Stop, she ordered. Just take down your shorts; leave the red panties on."

After carrying out her request I asked her what she wanted next? "Play with your little pee-pee, let me see you jack off for your wife," she grinned.

"Uh! Sweetie, I said. These panties are to tight too reach inside and only the head of my dick is sticking out above the waistband. How do you expect me to do it?"

"Do it like this" she demanded.

She reached over and snaked her fingers into the leg hole and pulled up. She then grabbed my hard penis with her other hand and pulled it ********** out through the small tight opening. After extracting my dick she let go of the leg opening allowing the tight elastic to snap back. "Ouch" I whined.

The panties strangled my rock hard penis and the thong part was now separating my testicles. She softly stroked my shaft and balls and said. "There, now you can play for me."

I leaned back into the seat and started running my fingers up and down the shaft of my restricted penis. She was looking at my hand and her nipples became hard making rather large bumps in her tight tank top and I closed my eyes thinking of her and Randall doing this very same thing. "Would you like something special," she asked?

"Yes I would," I replied.

She bent over and was slowly inching her way towards my aching dick. I was thinking, "oh man, she hadn't given me a blowjob since our honeymoon" as she softly kissed my stomach. Her long blonde tresses caressed the head of my penis and she kissed lower and lower until her lips nestled in my pubic hair. I was trying not to hit her in the chin as I stroked myself but it was just about impossible.

Her breath was hot against my skin and she moved even lower. Her cheek was making contact with my shaft so I moved my hand away to give her all the access that she needed. She started kissing down my tender thigh causing me to flinch as her lips tickled my skin. My hard little dick was sliding along her forehead as she avoided my straining penis. She shifted slightly and started moving towards my balls.

"Oh yes," I groaned and all of the sudden she just sat up and said. "I'm done."

"Please no baby, I begged. Just suck it for a little while."

"Now honey, you know that I don't do nasty things like that, especially for you," she said with a naughty grin on her face.

I ****** my throbbing dick back into my panties and pulled up my shorts angerily.

Arriving at home, I unloaded her "fuck" clothes as she ran into the house. As I came in and as I expected, Lynn was already on the phone with you know whom. I sat beside her and tried to listen in as she talked with Randy but she soon got kind of angry and pointed her finger at me sending me out of the room.

I went into the bedroom to hang up her new dress and also hang her sexy bustier ensemble. As I handled the extremely sexy garments I tried to picture her adorned in such a "slutty" outfit.

The black dress was strapless and had sexy lacing on the bodice. The bustier was made of shiny black satin and hooked in the back. It was also a quarter-cup style that would leave most of her d-cup breasts exposed and I guessed that the corset would stop just above her flared hips.

It had four thin black satin garter straps with sexy little black bows just above the stocking clips and The matching panties were made from the same material and of course they were thongs. I knew that her hot little married ass would look great in these naughty undies.

I draped the black lace top silk thigh high stockings carefully over a padded hanger and noticed that they had deviously sexy seams running the length of them all the way to the rein****** heel. The feel of the real silk stockings was really turning me on and I was dying to see her wearing this outfit even if it was going to be for another mans enjoyment.

Lynn pranced into the room looking very smitten and giddish. She checked out the way I had handled her new clothes and seemed to approve. She then informed me that she was going to go tan and when she gets back we can talk about how serious I was about allowing her to start dating her old boyfriend on a more permanent basis. A severely jealous feeling and panic washed over my entire body.

"You, you want to start dating Randy on a permanent basis?" I stuttered.

"Well I don't think that we should have to sneak around too see each other, she said. We live in a small town and you know damn well that people will gossip after they see me; you're wife, hanging onto another mans arm. I want it to be out in the open, not hidden behind closed doors."

I sat on the edge of the bed trying to contemplate what exactly my wife was trying to tell me.

"What's wrong honey, pussy got your tongue!" She giggled.

"I was only; I mean that; I just thought that it was going to be only one date," I said to my bride.

"Oh honey, I guess that it will really be Randall's decision. But if he makes love to me, I'm sure that he will want more and I know that I will want it too," she taunted.

Lynn left shortly after,leaving me all alone. I took the opportunity to change out of my panties and back into some men's clothing. I watched the TV but paid it no attention as all I could think about was how sexy and humiliating it felt to know that my wife desired another man so, so eagerly.

I knew that I wasn't her greatest lover and that "Randall" was probably the best one she had ever experienced but why did I crave the situation so badly. It was my fantasy but did I really want it to become true?

As my brain churned out these thoughts, I absently mindedly was adjusting my hard penis and just a few minutes later I was masturbating furiously.

With my eyes closed I could see my sexy wife thrusting atop her lover's massive cock. She was telling him how good it was and that he was a better lover then I ever thought of being. The visions and sounds of the love they were making danced in my head as she humiliated me verbally in front of her lover.

She told him how small and useless I was and that she only needed me for licking her sex. My fingers gripped my shaft tightly and up and down my wrist jerked wildly. She was crying out in orgasm as Randall filled her with his fuck and I was spurting my useless ejaculate onto my pumping fingers and belly. It was what I wanted. I wanted Lynn to cum on her lovers cock.

Lynn returned about an hour later. She giggled as she said hi but never stopped to talk. Could she possibly tell that I had been masturbating? I heard her singing in the shower; she definitely was in a good mood and wondered if she will allow me to make love to her later because seeing Lynn act this way, like a young teenager in love with a new boyfriend was really turning me on.

I snuck into the bathroom where I spied on my wife. Through the glass door on our separate shower stall, I watched my wife bathe. I can't remember the song that was playing on the radio but she sure was dancing seductively under the water spray.

Was she a sexy stripper on stage at a strip club? The way she swayed her ass reminded me of the way the stripper had moved at one of my friend's bachelor's parties that I had attended. Just like the stripper, Lynn looked like she was being fucked.

She soaped her large breasts and slowly and sensuously both hands slid down her abdomen across her flat tummy. I could only imagine how my bride's body felt, as it was slick with the soap suds. She bent at the waist pushing her sexy butt into the spray. Still dancing for me, her audience, she flexed her knees back and forth. I watched, my eyes wide open, as she ran a hand over her back and down the crack of her ass and she reached between her legs with her other hand too caressed her hairless vagina.
She stood up, one hand still rubbing her sex and the other pulling on her nipples. I imagined that I was standing behind her. I was the one thrusting my penis into her body as she pushed her hot little ass back into my groin. It was my hands that were caressing her tits now not hers. She was begging me to let her cum and pushing back hard against my throbbing member. I was seeing to my wife right there in the shower and for a little while, I was her best lover.

I continued to watch as she put a hand against the glass to steady herself. Her other hand was working her pussy violently bringing her closer and closer to orgasm. She loved to fuck herself and I was as hard as a rock as I watched her masturbating her vagina.

I too was pulling at my little hard-on when suddenly I imagined that it wasn't me in the shower standing behind her, it was her lover, Randall. She wrapped her arms back around his head and pulled him into a long and sexy french kiss. My wife moaned into his mouth as he mauled her big tits. He was driving his cock deep into my bride as he held her tight and she was helplessly ****** to take his large cock into her tummy.

Standing on her tiptoes, she braced herself with her hands against the shower stall. She would have toppled over had he not been holding her onto his large cock as he furiously fucked into her womb. She was putting woman cum on his large thrusting shaft now and the mewling noises that my wife made as her lover pleasured her were very erotic. She praised him as he filled her to overflowing with his love juice.

I was close to orgasm myself and I guess that I was off in dreamland because I never heard the water stop. Lynn was now being the voyeur, watching as I massaged myself.

"Uh-hum," she cleared her throat.

My eyes opened to find her wet and dripping body in the open shower door.

"Just what is my little hubby doing?" She asked.

I couldn't speak. She smirked knowingly and started patting herself dry. Lynn stared at me as she patted the water rivulets that clung to her sexy body.

"Does little hubby need some attention?" She asked.

I nodded.

"Were you watching me showering? What did you see?" She questioned. Again I only nodded.

"Did you see me playing with myself? Do you like spying on your wife?" She asked belligerently.

I said that I was sorry and that I just couldn't help it. She sent me to get her some nightclothes as she turned to the mirror to fix her hair. I returned with a sexy little baby-doll nighty. I laid it by her side and watched in the mirror as her eyes perused the tiny flimsy garment that I had brought to her.

She smiled and asked if I wanted to play.

"Only if you want to," I wimpishly said.

She once again sent me away because she didn't want me staring as she finished getting ready for bed. I left and was hopeful that I could make love to her after all.

I was already under the covers as she stopped in the bathroom doorway. She posed seductively in her baby doll nighty and Like a cat, she slinked over to the bed. Now standing at my side, she asked.

"Like what you see?"

I responded gleefully. The thin pink nighty was transparent. Her sexy little panties were not fully covered and I could see her soft hairless pussy lips bulging through the thin material of the panty. My eyes traveled upward to her big boobs. Her nipples were poking the front of the nighty as the small tight garment strained too hold her breasts in place.

Setting upright, I took her small dainty hand and pulled her onto my lap. We kissed lovingly. It was the first actual kiss that she had given me in two days. Her newly applied red lipstick was now smeared as our tongues touched and my hands went straight to her breasts. I massaged her softly enjoying the feel of her full soft mounds. Her nipples were between my fingers and I slightly squeezed. She moaned softly and dropped her hand down to my still hard penis. Now it was me that moaned as she toyed with my dick.

Her fingers lightly stroked my hard shaft. She knew how to really get me going. She gripped at the base of my dick and pulled up until her fingers were caressing the head. She would make several half circles around the crown and resume back down my shaft until her red fingernails contacted my sac.

I was moaning into her mouth. I too wanted to explore so I used my other hand to finger her panty crotch. Her excited clitoris made a bump in her panties and I fingered the spot lightly causing her to become wet. We broke our kiss and she stopped stroking my shaft. I however, continued to softly caress her petals. I pulled down the top of her baby-doll and exposed a hard nipple. Taking the nipple between my lips, I slightly chewed on her hard little bud making it stand up proudly.

Her panties now stuck to her sex with the wetness. She was holding my head to her bosom ******* the nip to my mouth. She then pushed me back into a laying position, stood up and climbed atop straddling my chest. She wiggled forward until her pussy was directly over my mouth. She briefly teased at her nipples as I peered up.

She dropped her right hand to her crotch and tapped at her engorged clit. Lynn's eyes closed and she pulled the panty crotch to one side. She sat back ********** my mouth with her wet vagina. Using my tongue, I slipped the tip along and then as deep into her folds as I could. She was warm and moist. She scooted almost unnoticeably against my lips. She gripped the side of my head with her thighs and I heard her moan and slightly shiver. She worked at her nipples furiously as I ate her sex. I slid a finger between us to gather her wetness. Pushing my index finger inside her pussy caused another shiver and she ****** herself down. Her full weight now rested atop my sucking mouth.

I retracted my finger and used it to tease her other opening. Her tight asshole spasmed as she invited me to enter. I pushed slowly. Occasionally, I gathered more of her juices to further increase the wetness.

I then removed my tongue from her pussy and started using it to spear into her tight little asshole. She loved for me to tongue fuck her ass and now that she was wet enough to penetrate, I resumed my duties at her vagina. I snaked my index finger back into my brides ass as I licked her shaved pussy.

Her rear muscles sucked my finger in passed the first knuckle. I pushed and pulled until my entire finger was deep inside her tight rear passage. Her juices flooded her pussy and ran into my waiting mouth as I sucked the wetness eagerly. I gently chewed her clitoris and fingered her ass until she started to jerk wildly.

She pulled a handful of my hair as if holding me in place as she ground her cunt against my mouth. Her asshole violently grasped at my finger and it felt as if she wanted my whole hand inside her. I was now her saddle. She bounced on my face as she started her cum. Ooh's and aah's escaped her luscious red lips and she shook wildly.

She tried to restrain her cries but I guess that it just must have felt too good. She drained her orgasm directly into my mouth. She was using her vaginal muscles to push the fluids out of her gyrating body which caused my mouth to overflow. I could feel the slick substance as it dripped down my face and pooled where her thighs had stopped the flow. Another small orgasm washed over her as I extracted my finger from her rectum and she flopped over into a laying position beside me.

Lynn was still breathing heavily as she lay there with her knees bent up and spread open. Taking this opportunity I moved into position to enter my bride. I pulled her soaked panties to the side and placed the head of my penis at her wet shiny entrance.


She paid little attention as I worked into the sloppy opening. Hell, I snuck the entire 5-3/4 inches of my penis into my wife without even disturbing her. I think that she only acknowledged my penetration when I leaned over to kiss her because I had tried to open her mouth with my tongue. She wouldn't allow it.

She stared into my eyes as I sawed in and out of her sexy body. Her orgasm was so massive that she looked as if she was ******* or something. Coming to her senses suddenly, she asked me what I thought that I was doing?

I tried to ignore her because she had said earlier that I was not allowed to have sex with her until after her date. She mercifully let me continue to pump away inside her body. She twisted up as I made love to her and reached into her nightstand drawer. She felt around until she found what it was that she was after.

She smiled as she presented her latex dildo. I watched as she dragged the latex cock across her exposed nipple and then up to her pouty mouth. I stared in awe as she opened wide sucking the large phallus into her mouth. She pushed it deeper and deeper until her throat swelled around its girth and still fucking, I leaned down softly kissing the bulge the fake cock was making as she sucked it down her throat.

Returning to my watching position our eyes met. She was teasing me, that much I could tell. She extracted the cock from her throat and as it cleared her mouth, she kissed its large head. She then **** it down between her breasts, over her tummy to a position next to my pistoning dick.

She smirked at me as she grasped my penis with her other hand and forcibly removed me from her wet vagina. I groaned as I was taken out. She then slowly worked her latex lover into her body. She giggled at my sorrow as I realized that she was replacing me. She moaned as she allowed the larger lover to penetrate her cunt. Having been denied, I resigned myself to jacking off over her hairless mound. As I worked my fingers, Lynn worked her lover.

"You like watching don't you hubby," she asked?

I couldn't help but moan as I nodded my head.

"Cum for me, cum on your naughty wife's adulteress pussy," she demanded.

The sperm dribbled out of my dick and dripped down onto her pussy where the fake cock was taking my rightful place. I watched as my sperm was fucked into my wife's pussy as it clung to the large latex cock.

She violently came as she watched the same thing unfold.

After our orgasm's she pulled the massive cock out, which left her pussy gaping, open. She pulled me to her face and lightly kissed my lips. Our eyes met. Lynn grinned mischievously as she pushed down on my shoulders ******* me to her used sex.

"Eat me honey; clean your wife's messy pussy," she said.

I cautiously stuck my tongue into her vagina. I was now eating my own fuck. Lynn loved it as she ****** me to clean her puss. I enjoyed it to and after finishing; we drifted off into a deep-contented *****.

I spent the next two days trying to convince my wife not to date Randall. I used all sorts of excuses to persuade her but none seemed to work. I explained my fears of how she might fall in love with him again, that dating him openly would be very humiliating for me or what if she would happen to get pregnant.

Lynn answered each of my desperate pleas but they weren't exactly the answers I had wanted.

"Well, she stated, only a slut would ***** with someone that she didn't have feelings for."

She gauged my reaction as she pretty much told me that she still felt something special for Randall.

"Secondly, it's Randall's idea to date steadily and neither one of us feel that we should have to hide it from our friends whether their mine his or yours," she said smiling.

"What about the other thing?" I nervously asked.

A naughty smirk crossed her red lips and almost whispering she said, "I quit taking my birth control pills three weeks ago after I received his letter saying that he was coming home."

"You received a letter from him? Why didn't you tell me," I inquired?

"Because it was none of your fucking business that's why," she said curtly.

"Hopefully, she continued, he will wear protection when fucking me or at least pull out before it's to late."

She giggled as I groaned at the thought. She had been setting this affair up for quite a while. As I squirmed she told me that that was why she hadn't allowed me to put my "little thingy" inside her for the last month.

"I don't want your useless stuff inside me anymore, I'm saving that for a real man," she snickered.

The rest of the week was spent preparing my wife for her lover. I resigned myself into believing that she was just teasing me to turn me on and that she really wasn't as "hot" for him as she appeared.

She tanned daily, sometimes even twice a day. She went to an expensive styling salon to have her hair done, transforming her long blonde tresses into a long bleached blonde teased sexy style. Her nails and toes were painted a bright beautiful lust red and she also had her navel pierced. No doubt about it, she was going all out for this old boyfriend of hers.

I purchased a sexy diamond ****** and ankle bracelet set for my wife to wear with her sexy black outfit. The set cost me a small fortune but she is worth it. She said it was beautiful and told me to put it in her jewelry box for safekeeping.

As I rummaged through the jewelry box I ran across a little blue packet. I slowly opened it to discover that it contained her birth control pills. Only four pills had been taken this month, the other 20 or so were untouched. She didn't lie to me about stopping; maybe she was really "hot" for him after all. Her date is tomorrow night; she has to realize that her tummy will be ripe to accept male sperm.

All night she tormented me by wearing a sexy nighty too bed and allowing me to spoon up against her supple body. My hard penis was nestled snuggly between her legs where the silky fabric of her little pink panties caressed and teased my shaft.

In a few hours she will have made me a cuckold by accepting a lover I thought. No longer will she be only mine; she will be his also.

Except for the few penetrations that I had sneaked and gotten the other day, she will allow Randall to take her completely for the first time in a month. She will be tight for him; she will cum for him.

I snuck into the bathroom to masturbate. I needed to relieve the pressure that had built up in my full swollen sac.

She awoke happily as if she was snow white who was kissed by a prince for the first time. I devoted the rest of the day to serving my bride. I wanted to be a part in this play even if it was just a small role.

The time had come. She bathed in sweet smelling oil and shaved her long legs. I peeked through the crack in the door as she carefully and skillfully shaved her pussy mound until the slight strip of hair was pencil thin once more.

She watched the door; she knew that I was spying on her. She teased me by running her middle finger through the downy patch of pubic hair and into the bare flesh of her vagina. The red-nailed finger inched its way inside her. Lynn fucked her finger a couple of times and then quickly removed it from body. She sauntered to the door and pushed it closed in my face. I didn't leave; I stayed put with my ear to the door.

I listened to her humming as she applied her makeup and fixed her sexy newly bleached hair.

She called to out me and I tried the door but she had locked it. I asked her what she needed and she instructed me to lay out her new lingerie and dress. She exited the bathroom and was breathtaking. She wanted me to assist in dressing her but she required me to be naked first so I stripped quickly and she giggled as my little hard-on bounced rapidly.

The first thing she had me do was to wrap her lithe body in the black satin strapless bustier. She demanded that it fit tighter and I ****** the corset into the third row of eyelets. Her already large breasts were ****** up obscenely and almost fully exposed. She tweaked her exposed nipples and then carefully tucked the hard little nubs back into the half-cups of the bustier. She posed in the mirror and asked me how she looked. "Beautiful," I replied.

"Get my stockings," she said.

She sat on the bed and I rolled the stockings up into a ring and carefully encased each leg in the black silk. My hands trembled as I adjusted the back seams straight and finished by clipping the garter straps to the lacy tops. I was then sent to the closet for her black patent 4-inch ankle strap stiletto heels.

On my knees now, I held each of her dainty feet one at a time and slipped the heels into place. It was pure hell trying to buckle the sexy little ankle straps but somehow I managed. She leaned back on the bed propping herself up with her arms. She crossed her right leg over her knee and started bouncing her foot.

"Stand up," she barked.

I jumped up and she instructed me to move closer.

"You like dressing me up don't you hubby? She inquired. I'm going to be fucked by another man tonight, how do you feel about that?"

I moaned aloud and she started to playfully tap at my raging hard-on with the toe of her patent high heel.

"Does this turn you on? She asked. You've dressed me too fuck you know that. You dressed your wife for another man to make love too you little pervert."

She pressed my penis to my belly with the sole of her stiletto and rubbed it up and down. She giggled as her sharp heel dug into my testicles ******* me to jump and I ejaculated as she smashed my dick into my belly. Cum dribbled down onto her black high heel and she promptly had me lick up the small mess that I had made.

She asked for her dress next. I gathered the tiny black dress and held it open for her to step into. I kneeled down and she used my shoulders to support herself. She balanced on one sexy high heel as she lifted the other to step into the small mini-dress. Once both feet were inside the opening, I stood up pulling the sexy evening gown up with me.

I watched closely as her stocking tops, garter straps and still pantyless shaved pussy disappeared from my view. I wiggled the garment over her flared hips and up over her breasts. It covered little more than the half cups of her satin bustier and her hard little nipples made sexy bumps at the edge of the bodice. As my eyes traveled upwards I saw that she was staring directly into my eyes and a slight smirk adorned her beautiful face.

"Make it tight," she said indicating too the bodice laces.

I pulled ******* the little black dress to bunch together until the dark area around her nipples was just barely noticeable. After tying the ends into what I thought was a sexy bow, she turned to view her hot body in the mirror. She toyed with the little bumps her tits made in the fabric then reached down and lifted the short hem of her dress.

"I look very sexy don't I honey," she said vainly as she exposed the lace bands of her stockings.

I could only nod my approval; my throbbing little hard-on giving away my excitement.

"What about your panties?" I nervously inquired.

"What about my panties?" she brazenly asked.

I asked if she was planning on wearing the black satin thong that matched her bustier. She said she was trying to decide and amazingly asked for my opinion.

I sheepishly told her that Randall would have a lot of fun removing them and that I would be honored if she would allow me to assist in putting them on her. She giggled and had me get on my knees and hold them so that she could step into the little dainty satin panties. I assumed the desired position and eagerly waited for her to make the first move.

Being very naughty, she turned around, slowly lifted the hem of her short mini-dress and pushed her hot little ass into my face. With my nose wedged between her cheeks, she bent forward. She lifted each sexy foot and I dutifully wrapped her stocking clad ankles with the satin panties.

"Lick my asshole you wimp," she demanded.

I wasted no time and stuck my tongue into her tight little anus. She groaned and reached down to grab my wrists where I was holding her panties. She wiggled on my tongue and started slowly guiding my hands and her panties up her silk sheathed legs. She continued to pull while I eagerly tongue fucked her asshole.
She stopped pulling for a moment and shivered on my face. After squirming for a brief period she resumed pulling up my arms causing me to dress her in the panties whether I wanted to or not. Thinking quickly, I loosened my grasp on the sexy panties, which afforded me the precious time in licking her rosebud.

Lynn was really moaning and gyrating on my tongue and I figured that she was close to orgasm and I wanted her to achieve it. Instead, she took her panties in hand and yanked them up quickly. She had effectively separated my tongue from her asshole as the thong snuck into the crevice between her soft smooth cheeks.

"My boyfriend will be here soon. I want Randall to be the next one to make me cum not you," she said.

She pranced away teetering on those sexy high heels and trying to pull down the very seductive short hem of her mini-dress. My penis hurt because I was hot for my bride.

She took the jewelry I had purchased from the jewelry box and had me help her clip the diamond ****** around her long slender neck. I sat on the edge of the bed as she fingered the diamond ankle bracelet as if she was thinking. She suddenly placed her left foot between my legs slightly smashing my aching testicles with the sole of her high heel.

With a naughty smile she said.

"Put this around my ankle hubby."

It was difficult to do with shaky hands but I managed. She glared at me as she treated my bloated sac like the accelerator pedal of an automobile that she was revving up. It kind of hurt but it also felt kind of good.

The doorbell rang and Lynn jumped quickly.

"It's him, he's here. Put on some clothes and hurry up," she ordered.

As I reached for some shorts she tossed me my new panties from the other day.

"Put these on first, then go and answer the door," she said with a twinkle in her eye.

She obviously wanted me to feel humiliated in front of her lover. I slipped the red lace panties over my hard penis and moaned as the too tight material confined my sore swollen testicles. She scampered off into the bathroom and I started down the hall zipping my shorts and pulling on a t-shirt.

At the door, I breathed deeply and pulled it open. Randall was standing on our porch talking to our next door neighbor who had just finished mowing his lawn. Randall was dressed to the "nines" and had two dozen red roses along with a small gift to give too my wife. I shivered as I realized that now; even my next door neighbor will know that Lynn was going to cuckold me.

The arrogant bastards brand new red Corvette sat proudly in my driveway as the late evening sun bathed the sexy automobile. It seemed as if our entire neighborhood was peeking out their windows to see who was driving such a hot vehicle. The very vehicle that would soon be taking my wife for a hot date of dinner and dancing. My nosy neighbor wouldn't leave. I guess he wanted to hear what was going on and probably wondered why I was hiding meekly inside the door.

"I'm Randy; I'm here for your wife," he stated arrogantly and quite loud enough for nosy ass Bob from next door to overhear.

I quickly invited Randall inside and promptly closed the door. I offered him my hand but the bastard brazenly ignored it. I welcomed the rude prick anyway and asked if he would like a ***** while we waited for Lynn to finish "primping."

I followed him into the living room, hell he never even waited for my permission; just barged right in like it was his house. As he seated himself in "my" recliner, he said, "bourbon and coke would be fine." Struck by the sheer nerve of his arrogant attitude, I humbled and obediently carried out his request. Giving him his *****, I sat down across from him figuring that we could chat for a few minutes.

He said that I should put the flowers in some water, so I took them from him and did as he had instructed. Why am I being so subservient to this asshole I wondered? Was it because he was going to make love with my wife? I felt humiliated, almost as if I had surrendered my rightful place as husband and master of all that I see.

As I returned to sit, both of our heads turned in the direction of a faint sound. It was the sound of my wife's high heels clicking on the hardwood flooring. Randy stood up as the clicking became louder and faster.

Lynn practically leaped into his arms. They kissed and then kissed again only the second kiss was a deep soul searching french kiss. My guts were racked with jealousy. She finished off her "Hottie" outfit with long dangling diamond earrings and was a luscious sight to behold. As the two lovers made out, I was treated to brief glimpses of her stocking tops as he held my sexy wife tight to his body.

Their tongues finally separated and they both looked at me. I bowed my head in shame as they both laughed and then Randall gave my wife the little gift-wrapped box that he carried and she tore right into it.

My wife's eyes grew wide as she plucked the rather large diamond ring from the gift box. She thrust herself into another passionate embrace with her boyfriend and was telling him that it was beautiful. As they kissed, Lynn had her arms around his neck and I watched as she quickly removed her wedding ring.

She opened her eyes (still kissing him) and looked directly at me. She released her grasp on the ring that I had given her over seven years ago and it fell to the floor. The ring bounced a couple of times then spun to a stop making a distinct sound on the hardwood flooring.

I then had to endure the ******* of watching her smirk at me as she promptly replaced it with the ring Randall had bought for her. She wanted me to know that she preferred his ring to mine. Damn my penis was hard.

Lynn admired the sparkling object that now adorned her red tipped finger. She told Randall that she loved it and that she would never take it off. She kissed her boyfriend once more then he released her from his arms.

Lynn turned and started to move toward me. She stopped and looked down at the wedding ring that she had so callously discarded. She put her hands on her hips and in a haughty tone of voice, demanded that I pick up the only remaining symbol of our marriage. I bent over to retrieve the ring and she quickly stopped me.

I was ordered to my knees and then she instructed me to pick it up. As I reached for the ring once again, she placed her black patent high heeled foot on top of it. My eyes traveled up her sexy ankle to the diamond bracelet that I had placed there earlier.

"What are you waiting for cuckold, pick it up," she brazenly ordered.

By this time, Randall had moved in behind my bride and was peering down over her bare shoulder. She tilted her head back and they smiled at each other and kissed. From my kneeling position at my wife's feet, I was now gazing up her short little mini-dress.

"See something you want?" she asked.

I quickly cast my eyes back to the floor as she caught me peeping up her dress. I was now looking at the top of her high-heeled foot that was standing atop the ring. She giggled and then started twisting her sexy foot like she was trying to crush the wedding ring flat.

Her slight moan caused me to look up at what was happening. Randall was sucking on Lynn's neck just below her diamond ****** and was obviously trying to leave a hickey. Her head tilted back as if to give him more room to put his mark on her. She never protested at all. His arms folded around her torso. One hand went up to fondle her breast, the other snaked under the short hem of her gown.

Her eyes were screwed shut and she used her tongue to wet her sexy red lips as Randall toyed with one of her hard nipples. "Oh! fuck," she panted as Randy fingered her panty-covered pussy. Her left hand held his head to her neck and she reached down with the right and pulled her black satin panty crotch to the side. She orgasmed as Randall worked two then three fingers into her tight married cunt.

She was fucking his hand right in front of my face. I helped out by holding up the short skirt plus it gave me a better view.

"Make love to me please Randall," she begged as she pushed her sexy butt back into Randy's bulging cock.

He pulled his fingers free of her pussy and I quickly drove my tongue into her shaved snatch.

Randy had unzipped his pants and fished his hard cock out. He sawed back and forth between her thighs making her wet his large cock and pushing my face away from my wife's vagina. Both lovers were getting weak in the knees so Randy sat on the couch and pulled my wife down onto his lap.

I held her panties to one side and helped him guide her down onto his bare cock. It took only three tries before he was all the way inside her unprotected married pussy.

She lay back on his broad chest panting heavily as he used his muscular arms to pick her up then down fucking her onto his massive cock. She came violently as his bare cock speared into her uterus.

I had a ringside seat from between their legs as his cock tore into her smooth hairless vagina. Her pussy lips clung to his thrusting cock, as though they were trying to milk it of it's precious cum. She started whimpering as another cum was being fucked out of her.

I stared right at his large balls as they churned. He was starting his orgasm also and I could almost see it happen as the cum ****** it's way out of his testicles and into the long shaft of his large dick.

Lynn was holding her breath. She was opening up for him. The mouth of her unprotected womb was sucking on the head of his pulsating cock. The lovers held still and his cum swelled his shaft as it made it's way along the length.

I watched as the swelling passed into my wife but was still safely contained inside his shaft. Her womb sealed itself tightly to his throbbing cock-head. It will spray her fertile belly full. It will take days to flow back out unless, unless someone sucks it out of her.

All of the sudden it happens. A terrible noise fills the air. The lovers scream wildly as the simultaneous orgasms rip through their bodies. I rise up quickly, sweating profusely as I come to my senses. No no no, I say to myself. I slam my hand down onto the damn snooze button figuring that if I'm lucky I can finish this dream.

I feel the bed for my bride. She's fast a***** beside me. Why do I have these nightmares? Would I really want something like this to happen? I never got back to ***** dammit.

The End.

i am shocked nobody has told you they enjoyed your story. As one who lived a lot of this, i loved it.

This is the first time I noticed it. Fantastic. Thank you.
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Great one mate

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You have great writing skills and I can't wait to read more

Well Done

Great job please cuntinue.

What a fantastic story. Thank you for writing and sharing

FANTASTIC STORY

Amazing. Hate the dream twist though hahah

LOVE the ring replacement , holy ****