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The usual diclaimer. If you are not supposed to read this 'cause you're too
young or live in a backward country where sex is something done in a darkened
room and not supposed to be discussed in public or even thought about, then you
better not read this.

This story is copyrighted by Maria Gonzales 2001 and all posting rights are
held by me. What this means is that I do not want this to appear on any site
without my consent, especially pay sites! If you would like to post it on your
site, please ask. I don't ever recall saying no to anybody before.

If you like this story, please visit my web site at:
http://www.asstr.org/~MariaGonzales/index.html. 

My thanks to John A. for proofreading this story and to Rui for keeping my web
site up and running. A huge thank you goes out to everybody that has ever sent
an e--mail over the years. Without you I would continue to write, but I would
never post my stories. I'm glad that a few people enjoy my stories.

This is an extremely short story for me. It just turned out that way. I never
try to write a long story or a short one; I just write until the story is done.
OK, now on to the story. <Finally!>


The Package
Maria Gonzales

Admiring my wife's always neat penmanship, I glanced at the Mexican stamp and
opened the neatly wrapped package, faintly smelling her perfume as I pulled the
tape off and opened the small box. I read my name neatly written on a creme
colored envelope bordered with pink carnations, with the words "read this
first" underneath. I gently pulled the envelope from the package and inhaled
softly, letting the smell of her perfume take over my senses as if she were
sitting next to me, her soft fingers wrapped around mine.

I opened the envelope and pulled out the handwritten letter. I smiled to myself
as I read it, hearing her voice in my head. "Mi amor, I miss you so much. It
feels so good to see my parents after five years, but since I have been gone, I
realized something that I had forgotten in the six years we've been married. I
need you and I love you so much."

My heart pounded as I read her words. "I miss everything about you, your touch,
your kisses and especially your..." I could imagine her cheeks turning crimson
as she smiled softly at her own thoughts while she wrote the letter. I
continued on to the next paragraph.

"We've always talked about our fantasies. Some things that you say you want me
to do I have always told you that I could not. If you look back in the package,
you should find a videotape. When you are done with this letter, look at the
video, and remember that I love you with all my heart and always will. My heart
belongs to you. Forever."

I took one last smell of her perfume before I carefully placed the letter on
the table and pulled the videotape out of the cardboard box. Carefully written
on the front of the video were the words, "For my love." I looked quizzically
at the video, my eyebrows furrowing as I tried to determine the contents. I
smiled at myself as I imagined the image of my relatively innocent and very
beautiful wife telling me how much she loved me.

I carefully placed the video into the player, grabbed the remote control, and
relaxed onto the sofa, turning on the TV and changing the channel. I was right,
Her beautiful face filled the screen, her long dark hair framing her round
face, her brown eyes looking at me lovingly. Her mouth began to move and I
increased the volume so I could hear her words.

"...miss you so much. It seems like we've been apart for years even though it
has only been weeks. Every night I go to bed, thinking of you..." she paused
momentarily as she looked down, then looked back into the camera and continued.
"Thinking of you fucking me with your hard cock." 

The camera pulled back and I could see her round breasts at the bottom the
screen, her hard nipples visible through the sheer nightie I bought for her on
her last birthday. "I hope you miss me as much as I miss you." She paused again
and smiled wickedly. "Do you miss these?" Her hand moved onto the screen and I
watched as she softly pinched her nipples then cupped her breasts, pushing them
together and softly jiggling them. "So you want to see them, honey?" she asked.
"Would you like to suck on my nipples. I would love to feel lips on them and a
tongue teasing them." She bit her lower lip and closed her eyes, letting out a
slight moan as her fingers returned to her nipples with a soft squeeze.

Her face was filled with lust  and the camera pulled back a little more. I
could see her bare stomach as she pulled the nightie over her head, completely
exposing her full breasts. Her hands returned momentarily to her breasts,
softly squeezing them before her hands moved lower off the screen. I could see
her arms moving slightly, and I knew she was masturbating as she continued.

"Do you remember your fantasy?" My wife asked. "How you have always wanted me
to share myself with other men." She paused shyly and took a deep breath.
"Remember how I always answered that I couldn't do that, that it wasn't me?"
Her arms moved faster, I could imagine her fingers running up and down her
pussy as her eyes closed and she moaned softly. I couldn't believe that my
beautiful wife was teasing me with my own fantasy.

"It's time that I admitted something," she continued. "The first time you ever
confessed your naughty fantasy to me, I was surprised, shocked that you would
want me to do something like that." Her lustful eyes pierced through the TV
screen. "At first I was hurt. I thought that you really didn't love me if you
wanted me to... to fuck other guys. Then I realized that there is a difference
between making love and fucking and I sort of understood your fantasy and it
excited me. I still continued to say that I didn't want to do it, but I lied
about the reason. It wasn't because I didn't want to do it, but because I was
afraid... am afraid that I would like it too much." Her arms moved faster and I
imagined her fingers rapidly moving up and down her wet slit.

"In the two weeks that I've been down here, well, you know what I'm like. I
made myself orgasm every night with my hands. Then a couple of nights ago at a
party, well, I might of had a little too much to drink, and you know me, I'm a
natural flirt anyway, these two guys kept talking to me, telling me how
beautiful I was and I soaked it all in and flirted back. After a while, their
compliments changed, they started telling me how nice of a body I have.  Then
one of them made a comment about how nice my tits are. I could have stopped
everything there, but I was... I was too... I wanted them. I wanted to fuck. I
really wanted to fuck them. Right there in the middle of the party, in front of
everybody.

"They told me how nice of an ass I have. I still could have stopped everything,
but I couldn't. I just smiled, trying to hide my desires from them. I went
outside to cool off, and they followed me. I could have stopped them, but I
just smiled at them. I knew what I was doing, and I knew I beginning to lose
control, but I didn't care. All I could hear were your words echoing in my
head. 'What would you feel with another cock in your pussy, or two?'" I don't
know what amazed me more, the scene she was describing, or the glazed, lustful
expression she wore. This was my shy, innocent wife?


I couldn't believe it. My mouth hung open as she continued her story, the pure
lust in her eyes making my cock hard. I rubbed my cock through my pants and
watched as she confessed. "Once we got outside, one of them asked for a better
look at my butt. I don't think he thought I was really gonna do it. I don't
know who was more surprised as I lifted up the back of my dress, me or them.
You should have seen the looks on their faces..." She paused for a second and
bit her lower lip before she continued, "I don't know what got into me. Just
having them looking at me, staring at me... lusting...."

Her hands came back into view, slowly sliding up her stomach and cupping her
breasts. "Just thinking about what I did just makes me..." She pulled one of
her nipples to her mouth and slowly licked it as she let out a low moan. She
dropped her hands and pushed them back down off screen. Her arms moved slowly
back and forth and I imagined her hands playing with her wet slit.

"One of the guys," she continued, "reached out and touched my butt. I pushed
his hand away. I mean, letting them look isn't the same as touching.... I
wanted to show them everything, so I turned around and pulled the straps of my
dress off my shoulders and pulled. Their eyes opened wide as they stared at my
tits. I've never been so horny in my life. I couldn't stop myself. I mean, I
don't know what got into me, but I stood next to one of the guys, I'm not even
sure which one, and let him feel my boobs. Before I knew what was happening, I
was on my knees and I had his cock in my mouth. Thinking about it now, I mean I
was right outside and somebody had to see me, but I didn't care. As hot as I
was, he was even hotter, he came almost right away, in my mouth, and you know
what. I didn't care. I could feel his cum inside, and it was dripping out of my
mouth and onto my tits."

I couldn't believe it, my wife, the same woman that was embarrassed to make
love to me in a hotel room because the people in the next room might hear,
sucked a guy off in public and let him cum in her mouth. She hardly ever gave
me blow jobs, and when she did it was only with a half-hearted effort.

["I don't even remember walking to their house, but the next thing I remember
was bending over a couch and feeling..." She paused for a second and smiled
wickedly. "Do you know what I felt, honey? I felt this.

The camera zoomed out and I realized that she hadn't been playing with herself
the whole time, but she had been stroking some guys cock.  Suddenly everything
came together in my head. Not only had she been stroking this cock while
talking to me on the video, somebody had to be running the camera. Her eyes
closed and her mouth opened slightly, and I watched as she lifted herself up,
then pushed the head of the cock into her wet pussy, moaning loudly as it slid
between her pussy lips. Once the head was between her labia, she opened her
eyes and spoke. "I felt his cock slide into my pussy, just... like... this."
She pushed herself down, arching her back as the cock slid into her.

Once the cock was completely buried into her pussy, she smiled softly and her
eyes fluttered briefly. "It feels so good, honey. It's about the same width as
yours, but a little longer. I don't know why I waited so long..." My wife
moaned and rhythmically pushed herself up and down. I could see the cock
sliding in and out of her pussy.

"Pull the camera back," she said addressing somebody else beside myself for the
first time. Let him watch this too. I want your cock in my mouth. I'll bet
he'll love watching that." The camera pulled back, and I could see her entire
body for the first time. A naked man stepped next to her, and she stared
straight into the camera as she kissed the tip of his cock and pumped it with
her hand. Still staring at me, her eyes locked on the camera, she took his cock
into her mouth. Instead of daintily sucking on it, she took the whole thing
into her mouth. As she pulled it put, she smiled at me and said, "as you can
see, I've gotten some practice sucking cock. If you're nice to me when I get
back, I'll show you how good of a cocksucker I've become." With those words,
she closed her eyes and pushed the whole cock back into her mouth as she
continued to pound the other cock into her pussy.

For the next fifteen minutes, I watched these two guys fuck my wife. I don't
know how they lasted so long. Just watching them I came three times, my cum
spraying all over myself. Finally, with a loud groan one of the guys pulled out
of my wife's pussy and shot his load all over her tits. Then almost right
after, the other guy groaned and came in her mouth. The cum was dripping out of
her mouth. Instead of repulsively spitting it out like she did the one time she
let me come in her mouth, she swallowed it. The cum that dripped out of her
mouth she greedily licked with her tongue, pushing the cum dripping off her
chin with her finger back into her mouth, then seductively licking her finger.

"Look at all this cum all over me," she said into the camera as she picked up a
drop of cum off her left nipple. "It feels so good and...," She licked her
finger again, "and tastes so good." Without missing a beat she continued."I
hope you miss me. As much as I love and miss you, you'll have to forgive me for
saying that I don't miss your cock. I've had plenty of that lately. And later
tonight I'm going to have even more. You see, to get these guys to agree to
making this videotape, I had to agree to be the hostess at a card game of
theirs with a bunch of their friends, and I have to wear whatever they chose.
You know what I get to wear?" she asked as she stepped off the screen. "This."

She held up a tiny black and white something, I guess it was some kind of 
uniform, but not something that I've ever seen a hostess wear. It was
completely white, sheer at the breasts, then black in the middle before it
melded into a white sheer skirt. She smiled innocently and added, "Here's the
underwear." as she held up a tiny white sheer thong. At least I think it was a
thong. I don't even know if it had enough material to be called a thong.

"I'll let you know how the party went when I get home on Sunday. If it goes
anything like I expect, I think I'll be pretty well fucked by then." The screen
went blank momentarily and I reached for the remote, but before I could shut
off the TV, her face re-appeared on the screen. This time she was dressed. I
could see the straps of a dress or blouse on her shoulders. "I love you,
honey," she said into the camera. I could see people in the background and it
was bright daylight. Then she winked and added, "When I get home do you know
what I'm going to let you do?" She paused and continued, "I'm gonna let you eat
my pussy and taste the cum of the last guy I fucked. Will you like that?"

Then the camera panned back, and I could see her straddling some guy and
grinding her hips into him as people walked behind them, only a short concrete
wall hiding the lewd movements below her waist, but nothing could hide the lewd
expression on her face as she pumped away. She moaned softly, desperately
trying to hide her orgasm, then the camera faded to black.

End

Maria Gonzales
More Maria G. stories at:  http://www.asstr.org/~MariaGonzales/
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