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o This part of my collection offers a very wide variety of o
o stories. They have been submitted by people from all over the o
o world. Also from alt.sex.stories (Newsgroups). There is no o
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o I don’t believe in categorizing things. "I don’t want to o
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o a lot more fun to browse around and find 'little' surprises o
o that you might not have even thought of looking for. o
o Lest we forget!!! This story was produced as adult en- o
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Back Room, The (MF, wife-sharing)
by Brad (c) 1997
This story may be distributed freely as long as the authors name stays
attached and no changes are made to the story, not even plooper corrections.
***
There is a lot of timing and luck involved in getting the chance to watch
your normally reluctant wife suddenly turn it on for another man. Brad, a
42-year-old professor, had that chance to see his 27-year-old wife perform
at a convention last summer at an upscale hotel in Miami.
Dawn wore an usually revealing black dress that evening. It was shorter
than anything Brad had ever seen her wear in public. Being that this was a
formal dinner and dance with potential professional contacts, he was
reluctant to have her wear it at first. But Dawn, who had a shapely but
very petite 102 pound body, seemed to be very comfortable and confident in
the tight, low-cut dress. In fact, seeing his wife in the dress stirred
some reoccurring fantasies in Brad as they shared a bottle of sparkling
wine in their room before heading to the banquet. Throughout their
five-year marriage, Brad had toyed with the idea of directly asking Dawn
to seduce another man. But instead, he just made what he thought were
vague references to his fantasies. Dawn, however, being a pretty smart
cookie, saw a pattern in Brad's comments and knew that one day, given the
right mood and opportunity, she might fulfill her husband's deepest
wishes.
As Dawn and Brad sat at a table with two other couples, he noticed that
Dawn's nipples were erect and visible through the shear material. She had
small but firm breasts and sometimes would go without a bra. With the type
of dress she was wearing, he thought she wear a strapless bra but later
found out she wasn't wearing anything underneath. Not even panties; just
black stockings and a garter.
As this somewhat stuffy occassion wore on, Dawn got a little tipsy. This
dull event was quickly transforming into a stage for Dawn's playfulness,
all under the watchful eye of Brad who wasn't sure where his wife was
taking them. Dawn danced with several of Brad's colleagues who certainly
got more than they had hoped for. When she returned to her table after one
particularly hot dance she appeared slightly breathless. "You're friends
have roaming hands," she told Brad as she brushed back her long blonde
hair with her hand. "Hope you don't mind."
"Think they could tell you have nothing on underneath?" he asked as his
heart pounded.
"Yeah, probably," she said with a seductive smile.
About an hour later, after a slow dance with one of the single men who
appeared to be in his late 30s, Dawn signaled from across the room to Brad
back at the table. She pointed to a back exit and strolled from the room
with a tall, dark, handsome man who Brad did not know but who had captured
Dawn's attention throughout the night. Brad looked around then got up and
made his way through the crowd and out the door. There was a small storage
room down a short dark hallway where he heard voices. When he walked in,
he saw his wife with the man. No one said anything at first, then Dawn
closed the door. "I think this is what you want; maybe not where you
wanted it," she said to Brad with a nervous laugh.
"No, no, this is fine. Spontaneous," he said with his voice cracking with
excitement like a teenager.
With Brad's approval, the stranger lifted Dawn onto a table and began
kissing her. He stood between her muscular legs which were dangling from
the edge of the table. His hands swept down the sides of her body and onto
her thighs. Then he slid the hem of her dress just slightly above the top
of her stockings, placed his right hand under the material and felt her
immediately wrap her inner thighs around his hand now positioned on her
cleanly-shaven pussy.
Dawn moaned with pleasure as the stranger massaged her pussy with his
hand, then dropped to his knees. Brad could now see right between his
wife's legs as the man began eating Dawn's wet pussy. She placed her hands
behind her and leaned back, seemingly lost in the act, not even noticing
her husband seated just 10 feet away. What Brad didn't know was that a
friend of the stranger, who had to first take his wife back to their room,
was about to join the party.
When the friend arrived, the stranger was now standing against the wall
as Dawn was on the floor giving him a blowjob. "C'mon on in, man," the
stranger said. "This chick is hot."
As if Brad was not stunned enough, this was putting him over the edge.
The new guest had an open bottle of wine which he shared with Dawn who was
already pretty far gone by that point. She drank straight from the bottle
as the two men removed her dress and positioned her on her hands and
knees. Brad knew she was about to get fucked. Her tight little ass was
perched high in the air as she arched her back waiting for the tall
stranger to enter her. She kept licking her lips to keep them lubricated.
It seemed like an eternity for Brad as he watched his wife waiting to be
penetrated, wearing only stockings and a garter. Her pussy was swollen and
wet as the stranger pulled on his own cock. "Hey man,' he said to Brad.
"Does she take it in the ass?"
Before Brad could get out the word no, Dawn yelled out "yes, please."
"OK then, maybe we'll do ya baby," said the other man kneeling in front
of her.
Brad watched the stranger spread his wife's cheeks and plunge into her
pussy which just engulfed the huge cock on first thrust. From the sides of
her pussy seaped her own creamy juices. The other partner slipped his dick
into her mouth with equal ease as Dawn's large lips wrapped tightly around
his shaft. For at least five minutes they pounded her from both ends. Her
ass cheeks rippled with each inward thrust. Everytime the cock in her
mouth struck the back of her throat, she'd throw her head back further as
to take it in as far as she could. The two men began changing positions
before finally deciding to penetrate her ass. The tall stranger lifted
Dawn back onto the table and pushed her onto her back. With her legs
pressed back as far as they would go, the other man began licking her
asshole, then penetrating her with his tongue until she began to relax her
muscles. With little more warning, and with her ass now right there for
the taking, the tall man pressed his cock up against her dark hole and
pushed the head in easily. Brad sat in amazement, never knowing that his
wife was capable of such things. It didn't take long for the man to cum.
When he did, he pulled out and shot his load all over her face, hair and
neck. The other guy then finished off inside her pussy in the missionary
position on top of the table. Dawn still had enough energy to work him
hard as she dug her nails into his back and squeeze his sides with her
legs as he pumped the last bit of cum into her.
Afterwards, the two men quickly and nervously left. Brad watched his wife
struggle to sit up. Her sexy dress lay crumbled on the floor. Her hair
matted in cum was a mess. She was still a little blurry-eyed but managed
to focus on her husband who was speechless and hard as a rock. "Now it's
your turn, dear," she said as she walked slowly across the dirty little
room. Sore but still willing and able to finish off her husband, Dawn
proceeded to suck Brad's cock as he played with her hickey-covered
breasts. Though he wanted to fuck her, he exploded quickly in her mouth as
she gagged to try and swallow it all. "Every girl needs to be a whore at
least once in their lives," she said. And just like that, the whole
encounter was over in about an hour. The couple cleaned up and went back
to the banquet hall like nothing had happen.
"Where have you guys been?" asked one of the folks at the table. "This is
the last song of the night."
Dawn and Brad smiled. "Just had to get some fresh air," said Brad. "You
know, a little too much indulgence,"
A few seconds later, Dawn leaned over to Brad and whispered in his ear:
"The indulgence is now dripping out of me. Better go to the ladies room."
As she left the table one of the men sitting next to Brad said: "I hope
you don't mind me saying that your wife is one sexy lady."
"You don't know how sexy," Brad answered.