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Birthday Present
by OBOne (obone75@yahoo.com)
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Wife had to leave town because of her work during
husband's birthday week, so she decided to make it up
for him with a surprise present. (MF, exh, cheat,
creampie)
***
Author's Note: The following is an erotic fantasy,
which includes references to Mind control. Not to be
read by individuals under the age of sexual consent in
your country.
***
Robert was composing an email about his latest sales
meeting when the phone rang. He looked at the display
to see who was calling him and it read "Home".
"Strange, who would be calling from home this time of
the day." Robert picked up the phone, "Hello?"
"Hi honey, it's me."
It was his wife Megan. "Hey, why are you at home?"
"An emergency just came up. I need to fly to the client
site this afternoon to sort things out. I am packing my
bags as we speak."
"Oh, ok. How long will you be gone?" Though this was
unexpected, Robert wasn't too surprised. Megan worked
as an insurance auditor meant she frequently had to
travel to client site to verify claims and often on
short notice.
"I am not sure. It was a pretty big accident so I may
have to stay there for a few days. I am so sorry honey,
I think I am going to miss your birthday."
"That's ok. It's only a birthday, I have one every
year." Robert was disappointed deep down.
"I promise I will make it up to you when I come back! I
promise!"
"Don't worry about it. We'll celebrate when you come
back."
"Right. I'll have to go now. The taxi has just arrived
to take me to the airport."
"Love you. Travel safe."
"Love you too, honey. See you in a few days."
And with that the phone line was disconnected.
Chapter 2 - Tuesday
Robert arrived at his office only slightly later than
usual, having being delayed by the traffic and having
to make breakfast for himself while Megan was away.
Thankfully, he didn't have any meetings scheduled for
the morning.
Barely 30 minutes had passed when the receptionist
called him on the phone.
"Mr. Thompson, there is a package here for your
signature."
"Thanks, Christina. I'll be right out."
Robert got up and made his way to the reception area.
'Who would be sending me stuff? I don't remember
ordering anything from the net recently.' he mused.
The packaged turned out to be padded enveloped. Robert
signed for it and took it with him back to his office.
He was more puzzled than ever about the content. It was
sent via priority service with 10 o'clock guarantee
delivery. The envelope was very light and not stiff so
that ruled out documents or books. Once he sat back
down in front of his desk, he shook it to see if it
made any noise. But nothing came out of the envelope.
'Oh well, just have to open it and see.' he thought.
He ripped open the side and peeked into the envelope.
Inside was a Ziploc plastic bag containing what looked
to Robert some blue clothes? He pulled the plastic bag
from the envelope and realized that the garment inside
was a cotton shirt.
'Who would send me a shirt in a Ziploc bag?' Robert was
puzzled. He looked inside the envelope again and
noticed that there was a note also. He took it out and
unfolded it to see a web site address written clearly
in his wife's handwritings. The note was signed with
her usual 'XOXO' and "PS. web site not work safe"
Robert was completely confused at this point so he left
the shirt in the ziplock bag alone for the moment and
turned to his laptop. He used it to take work with him
home so no one will find it out of ordinary that he
used it on his desk. First, he unplugged the network
cable from the laptop. He didn't want his company IT
department snooping on his machine remotely. Then he
turned on his Wi-Fi network card and within a few
seconds found an open access point from across the
street. After going through the authentication process,
Robert typed in the web site address and was taken to
an online photo album service site. There was only one
album there and it was named "Monday".
There were no thumbnail pictures on that page so he
clicked on the "Next" link to open up the first photo.
What greeted him was a photo of Megan in front of the
desk in her hotel room. She was dressed in a light blue
cotton shirt and a dark grey pinstripe pants. Both of
them fitted to her torso like a glove and were what she
would wear when she needed to be on site with clients.
Her long brown hair was pinned up and the matching
jacket could be seen lying on the bed in the
background.
On the corner of the photo, Robert could see that it
was in the morning when the photo was taken.
Robert clicked on the link again and the next photo was
a close-up of Megan with her shirt unbuttoned all the
way down to her navel, showing her matching blue lace
push-up bra to the camera.
Robert clicked for the next photo. There was no photo
but at the bottom of the page his wife had left a
message.
"Honey, to make up for me not being there with you on
your birthday I have prepared this surprise for you. I
have to change it a bit since I am doing it away from
home but I think you will like it nonetheless."
'Next' again. This one was obviously taken in the
evening as the desk lamp lighted the hotel room and the
open window showed that it was dark outside. In the
photo, Megan sat in front of the desk as in the
previous two photos.
"What's the surprise?" Robert was wondering aloud when
he noticed that the top four buttons of Megan's shirt
were undone and the wide expense of chest the gap
exposed had a 'wet' look to it. He scrolled down a bit
and saw that the upper edge of her bra cups were a
shade of dark blue as if they were wet. When he
scrolled to the bottom of the page Robert read his wife
comment.
"Remember the fantasy you told me about a year ago?
Well, I've decided that I will live it out for you for
your birthday."
Robert knew which fantasy his wife was referring to.
After having a long session of hot sex one weekend
evening, they started trading sexual fantasies and
Robert told Megan that one of his top fantasy is to
have her to have sex with another man. Not just having
sex, he explained back then, he wanted her to tease him
or give him clues that she might be having sex with
another man. Megan laughed and called him a complicated
man, and said be careful what he wished for. Neither of
them has since mentioned it and Robert had in fact
forgotten about it until now.
His hand was shaking when he clicked on the mouse
button to bring up the next photo. When it finally
loaded up, Robert gasped. The photo was a close up of
Megan's chest, starting from the bottom of her chin to
the top of her abdomen. Her shirt had been unbuttoned
completely and pulled apart to show her bra covered 34C
tits and chest. The photo showed clearly her chest was
covered with cum and they were dripping downward
towards the bra. Some of them had already reached the
top of the undergarment and was turning it dark blue.
Megan wrote at the bottom of the page, "Call me this
evening at 6 o'clock with the package next to you and
the photo page up and I'll tell you all about it. Do
not call a minute before or open the package. If you
do, this will be all you get for your birthday. XOXO"
The rest of the day was simply torture for Robert. He
could hardly concentrate on his work as every few
minutes his mind would wonder what his loving wife had
done for him. Did she really have sex with another man?
What was this man like? Was this man better than
himself? How did she find him? The list of questions
went on and on.
So when 5:30PM came Robert went straight out of the
door and drove home as fast as he could without
breaking the law. He made it home with 10 minutes to
spare and he ended up just sat in front of the phone
staring at it for the remaining minutes. Right at 6
o'clock, he picked the phone and dialed Megan's cell
phone number.
Megan answered after only one ring, obviously waiting
for him to call, "Hi honey. How's your day?"
"How is my day," thought Robert. "Torture, and you know
why."
"Sure I do!" Megan laughed over the phone. "But it
won't be fun otherwise."
"I guess you are right. So are you going to tell me
what happened or not?"
"Not so fast! Tell me, are your cock hard right now?"
"It's been hard since this morning after seeing your
photos!"
"Good! Just the way I want it. One more thing before I
start." Megan asked.
"What?"
"You have to promise that you won't touch yourself
until I tell you to. You can take it out of your pants
but your can't touch it afterward until I say so. Ok?"
"Ok, ok. Whatever you want, just tell me what
happened." Robert pulled his pants and underwear down
in one go and sat back in the seat with his already
hard cock sticking straight up.
"Here we go! After leaving work yesterday, I came back
to the hotel and instead of going back to my room I
stayed at the bar for a few drinks. Before I finished
my first drink this guy sitting next to me was already
chatting me up. He was also on business and staying in
the same hotel. As soon as he saw that I was not
wearing a wedding ring, because I took them off before
getting into the bar, he started flirting with me big
time."
"By the time I finished the next drink, his hand was
already on my knees most of the time while we chatted.
So to make sure I sent the right signal, I excused
myself and went to the ladies room. When I got there I
unbuttoned the third button on my shirt to show off
more of my cleavage. I looked into the mirror and bent
over slightly to make sure that he could see all the
way down my chest. When I got back to my seat, I could
tell he noticed the change straightaway because he
couldn't tear his eyes away from my chest for more than
a few seconds at a time."
Robert could just imagine how those beautiful tits
would look like in his head.
"After another drink, I've finally worked up enough
courage to ask him if he was kind enough to walk me
back to my room. Of course he agreed and followed me to
the elevators. I could see his rather large bulge
sticking out from the front of his pants as we waited
in the elevator lobby.
"As soon as the elevator door closed behind us, we were
all over each other. One of his hands grabbed my ass
through my pants while the other grabbed my left tit
through my jacket. Then he moved his hand inside
through the rather large opening in the front of my
shirt and touched my bra covered tit. As he was doing
that, I was stroking his cock through his pants. It was
pretty large and hard, almost as large as yours!"
"Robert, is your cock still hard? I bet it is covered
in pre-cum, isn't it?" Megan asked.
"Megan honey, my cock is leaking pre-cum like a broken
facet! Can I stroke it now?"
"Oh no, you don't. Just a few more minutes and you can
cum as much as you want."
"Anyway, when we got to my floor we practically ran to
my room. The moment we stepped into my room, he pushed
me against the corridor wall and was all over me again
before the door was even closed. This time instead of
feeling my ass he unbuttoned my pants, unzipped it and
worked his hand down the front of my panties.
"When I felt his fingers touched my pussy I moaned into
his mouth. He rubbed his fingers on my pussy lips a few
times and finding it wet and slippery so he curled up
one of his finger and pushed it deep inside my pussy. I
was so wet that it went inside easily and I could hear
the squishy sounds it made."
"Oh god, he was so good at finger fucking me I tell
you. His palm was just at the right place to rub
against my clit, which by this time was sticking out
while he worked two fingers in an out of my pussy. My
hip seemed to have its own mind as it bucked back and
fore on his fingers. And then he worked his other hand
inside my bra and lightly pinched my nipple. That
pushed me over the edge and I was cumming over his
hand."
"When I finished cumming, he pulled his hand out of my
pants and slowly licked my pussy juice from each of his
two fingers. My legs were getting weak from my climax
so I pushed him back so now his back was on the other
side of the corridor wall. Then I slide down to my
knees, unzipped his pants and fished out his hard cock.
His cock looked so similar to your, the shape, the
feel, I could almost imagine it was your cock that I
had in my hands. And Robert?"
"Yes honey?"
"You can play with your cock now. Just don't cum until
I tell you. Ok?"
"Ohh, ahhh... this feels so good." Robert grabbed his
cock and started stroking it up and down furiously.
"Tell me what you're doing with your cock. I want to
hear you describing it the same time as I stuff my
pussy with my fingers."
"Ahhh, I am stroking... my cock... with... my hand...
It is wet... with pre-cum... And the pre-cum... is
flying in every direction..."
"Yeah, yeah, beat your cock for me baby! I am lying
here on my bed, my skirt all bunched up at my waist and
I have two fingers fucking my wet pussy." Megan was
going to wait till she had finished her story before
she worked herself to a climax but hearing her husband
jerking off over the phone was too much for her to
resist.
"Fuck! I'm gonna cum!" Robert shouted over the phone.
"Stop! Stop! Stop right now!" Megan insisted and
stopped finger fucking herself. "Let me finished the
story first. Have you stopped Robert?"
"Yes. It's damn hard to stop. I was right on the edge.
A small breeze will set it off!" moaned Robert.
"Then you will like this. By the time I started sucking
his cock, I knew he was pretty close to cumming
himself. His cock was rock hard and was twitching all
the time in my mouth. I could hear his breathing
getting more labored as the seconds went by. Then I
felt his body tensed up and I knew he was going to blow
he wad. I immediately took his cock out of my mouth and
pointed it at my chest while stroked it with both
hands. After couple of seconds, the first jet of cum
flew out of his cock and landed right at my cleavage. I
stopped stroking and aimed the second jet slightly
higher so it made a splash on my chest."
"Robert, now scroll back up the page and see how much
cum I had on my chest. And then open the package and
take a look for yourself. Put me on speakerphone and
I'll wait here when you ready to cum."
Robert put his wife on speakerphone after staring at
the photo for a few seconds. He literally ripped open
the ziplock bag and took out the blue shirt that his
wife worn last night. As he unfolded the shirt on his
desk, he realized Megan had also packed her bra in the
package.
"My god, Megan. This man is a freak! The whole front of
your shirt is covered in his cum! And your bra too!"
Because the shirt and bra had been sealed inside the
ziplock bag, most of the cum was still wet and Robert
could feel the slippery texture of his wife's bra. When
he smelt the strong odorant of this man's cum and he
couldn't wait to cum anymore.
"Oh yeah, I thought I was going to drown I had so much
cum on me." Megan said on the speakerphone. Then she
heard some noises in the background and she put two and
two together. "Are you jerking off, Robert?"
"YES! ALL OVER YOUR BRA! AGGGHHH!"
"That's it baby! Cover the rest of my bra with your
cum! Cum for me baby!" Megan dropped her cell phone
onto the bed beside her and attacked her pussy with
both hands. She plunged three fingers into her pussy
with one hand and rubbed her clit with the other.
"Fuck! Yes! Aggghhh... Aggghhh..." Robert shot the
first jet of cum into the left 34C bra cup as the
sensation of lace soaped with slippery cum on his cock
was too much for him. By the third shot, the lace bra
was oversaturated with cum and the rest just bounced
off the material and dripped off his cock onto his
balls.
After Robert recovered from his orgasm, he could hear
through the speakerphone that Megan was also close to
climax. She was making the whimpering noises that
Robert knew so well. Then silence.
"Ahhhhhh..." Megan came down from her orgasm and
remembered that she had dropped her phone. She picked
it up, "That was so wild! My pussy is still pulsing."
"Wow! It IS wild. Thank you so much for the present. I
know it take a lot of courage for you to have sex with
another man."
"What make you think this is it? May be there are more
to come! Hahaha! More to 'cum', got it? And baby, if
you clean up your mess with my bra and shirt and put
them back to the plastic bag, they would still be wet
when I wear them for you when I get back."
"Oh God! You won't, would you? I don't believe you."
The image of Megan dressed in cum soaped clothes and
stunk of sex brought his cock back to live.
"You'll just have to wait. By the way, I've made
another date with this man tonight. Actually I am
running late, got to go. Talk to you tomorrow. Nite!"
And with that the line went dead.
"Megan? Hello?" Robert stared at the speakerphone in
disbelief. He pressed the redial button but he was put
into her voicemail straightaway. Obviously she had
switched her cell phone off. His wife was having
another date with this man. This man who finger fucked
her to orgasm and she sucked off last night. She did
say there were 'more to come'. Does that mean she will
let him fuck her tonight?
He looked down at the sticky mess of lace bra covering
his hard cock and the image of Mega being fucked by
this stranger in a few hours time made him wanting to
cum again. He picked up the bra and used the right bra
cup to jerk off this time.
He closed his eyes and imagined Megan being undressed,
imagined her pussy slowly parted by the stranger's
cock, her cumming with his cock buried deep inside her
pussy, and finally him pumping all those cum right
inside his wife's pussy was too much for Robert. He
shot the second load of the night into the barely dry
bra. Despite cumming so soon after the first time, he
still soaped the right bra cup completely and left even
more cum over his crotch.
Robert had to use the shirt to clean up all the cum,
then carefully put both of them back into the bag and
sealed it. He didn't have a good night of sleep as the
uncertainties and questions played over and over again
in his head. One thing for sure, he couldn't wait to
receive another package tomorrow.
Chapter 2 - Wednesday
Robert was planning to get to the office extra early
the next day hoping that Megan's package had already
arrived. He was disappointed when he found no package
on his desk nor any notes or voicemail from the front
desk about its delivery. Instead of logging into he
work computer and checked his emails, Robert powered up
his laptop and impatiently waited for it to go through
the boot up sequence. Once logged in, he browsed to the
same photo web page he visited yesterday and checked if
his wife had posted any new photos. But there was no
update so Robert resigned himself to wait for his
'present'.
He soon immersed himself in the daily grinds of emails
and meetings and completely forgotten about his wife.
Only after returning to his office from a late lunch
and discovered a thick padded envelope lay on top of
his desk that he remembered it.
Robert quickly looked around the office to make sure no
one was paying attention to him. When he was satisfied
he closed his office door and sat down behind his desk.
He opened the padded envelope with a pair of scissors
and pulled out the content. There on his desk were a
folded piece of paper and a Ziploc bag, just like
yesterday. He picked up the paper and read it.
"Honey,
Here is a taste of what to cum tonight when you phone
me.
Love
Naughty Wife"
At the bottom was a new web address from the same photo
site that he visited yesterday. Before he checked out
the photos, Robert picked up the plastic bag and
examined its content. He knew not to open the bag so
its 'content' would be preserved. Through the plastic
bag, he could see it contained a set of red and black
bra and panties that he bought for Megan about a year
ago for her birthday. The bra was unlined balconet with
embroidered pattern in strategic places to make the bra
less see-through and more alluring. The matching
panties was really a short with the same semi see-
through pattern that covered most of her and seats low
on her hip.
Robert turned the bag around to try to examine them
further and noticed that although bra looked ordinary
enough, the panties/short was soaped in what he
suspected was cum. Rubbing the two sides of the plastic
bag over the panties/short, he could feel the slippery
material slide over each other. As he did that, some of
the cum was squeezed out of the panties/short onto the
plastic bag, confirming to Robert that it was male cum.
He suddenly realized that he was holding a bag with his
wife underwear soaped with another man's cum in the
middle of his office. He quickly stuff the bag and the
paper back into the envelope and put that into his
laptop bag. Next he turned to his laptop and brought up
the new photo page. He was greeted with a new photo
album called "Tuesday".
The first photo showed his wife standing in front of
the desk showing what she was wearing that day. Over
her 5' 6" body she had a red cotton cami-top, a white
pencil skirt that extended down to just above her
knees, and a matching white fitted jacket over the
cami-top. Robert could not tell if she was wearing any
hosiery because the photo was obviously taken after
dark and the room lighting wasn't that good due to the
lack of camera flash. He checked the photo's time and
realized that it was taken straight AFTER their phone
call last night and before she went to her date!
The next photo was a close up of Megan's lower body. In
it she had pulled up her pencil skirt almost up to her
crotch showing that she was wearing a skin color thigh
highs. That was why Robert could not tell whether she
was wearing any in the last photo. Megan probably did
not pull her skirt up any higher to tease him on
purpose. At the bottom of the page Mega wrote, "I know
you love when I dress up in thigh highs so I decided to
wear them for my date tonight."
Robert tried to find the link for the next photo but
there was none. Instead his wife left a message for
him.
"By now you would have received the package and
probably have a few ideas of what I did last night. But
you didn't know what exactly had happened. To find out,
give me a call at exactly 6 o'clock just like last
night.
Love
Naughty Wife
P.S. Don't play with your hard cock until you call
tonight. I know it's tough but I promise it will be
worth your while when you hear what happened."
For the second day in a roll, Robert excused himself
from the office slightly earlier than usual and drove
home as fast as he could. Learning from the previous
night, he arranged himself in his study with plenty of
time to spare. He had placed the speakerphone next to
the computer so he could talk to Megan hand-free.
Robert put the envelope and its content sat on the
other side of the computer within easy reach, hoping
that they would be part of the phone call just like the
night before.
When the clock reached 6 o'clock, Robert hit the speed
dial button and was connected straightaway. But this
time, Megan did not pick up the phone quickly like last
time. Instead the phone rang for nearly 20 seconds
before Megan picked up.
"Hello, honey!"
"Hi Megan. How's your day?" Robert tried to act normal,
not sure how else he could talk to his wife.
"Not bad. Same old. You are on the speakerphone already
huh?" Megan noticed the echoic sound. "Eager to hear
the gossip, aren't you?"
"Don't tease me, babe. You know it isn't gossip that I
am dying to hear!"
"Don't get all work up there. We've plenty of time. I
don't have a date tonight."
"No? Oh, I guess that's good. Hmmm, why not?" Robert
was curious.
"Why? Do you want your pretty wife get fucked by a
stranger again before she comes home to you, do you?"
Megan teased. "Actually, I finished the job today just
after lunch time and we had already been out on a
date."
"Already?! What did you do? Where did you go?" Robert
quizzed.
"Slow down, I haven't told you about last night and you
already want to know about today! You just can't wait,
can you? Hahaha!"
"So you get fucked by him last night, I already knew
that."
"Really? All you is what I sent to you. I could have
taken my panties off and had some beggars jerked off
over it, just like you did to mine last night. You have
no idea."
"Ok, Ok, so you make your point. Now tell me how did
your date go last night."
"You have the new photos up on the computer? Good. Then
you already knew I told those photos after our phone
call last night before I met him. I had been thinking
about letting him fuck me and I was constantly horny
throughout the day. I didn't show you my panties in the
second photos because I didn't want you to know how wet
I already was."
"We've arranged to meet in the hotel lobby and when I
got there he was seating in one of the sofa waiting for
me. When he saw me, he got up to greet me and I
immediately noticed that he had a hard-on already! I
bet he had been thinking about what he might get to do
with me all day too! Hehehe" Megan giggled at the
recollection.
"He led me towards the car park and told me he was
going to wine and dine me in order to get into my
pants."
"I reminded him that he had already been there and he
didn't need to wine and dine me to get into my pants
again. But he corrected me that only his hand had been
in my pants and that was not the same."
"As we walked through the hotel lobby towards the car
park, his rather large bulge in front of his pants was
plain for everyone to see. I was slightly embarrassed
by it but he seemed to be proud. Later he told me he
wanted to show people the effect *I* had on him."
"After a short drive we ended up in a nice Italian
restaurant just outside the downtown area. There wasn't
much of a crowd as it was mid-week and we managed to
have a nice booth table near the back of the restaurant
all to ourselves."
"When we had ordered our food he just came right out
and asked me what kind of underwear was I wearing? I
was shocked by his forwardness but then I realized we
both knew we'll be fucking each other brains out soon
so we might as well skip the pleasantries."
"So I described to him my lace bra and panties, and
that they were a present from you."
"You told him about me?"
"Yes and how he was a birthday present from me to make
up for my absent and that you approve. I explained to
him that I sent 'evident' back to you to proof that I
really had sex with another man. His eyes lit up when
he heard that and told me he might be able to help me!"
Megan laughed down the phone.
"It was then that our food arrived and I asked him how
he was going to help me."
"He asked me whether I noticed anything out of place
when I sucked him off last night. To that I replied,
apart from the huge load of cum he sprayed on me what
else was out of place?"
"He laughed and said that it wasn't a large load, at
least not by his standard."
"I was shocked. I asked him what did he meant. I've my
fair share of cum on my face and that was near the top
of the large load list, if not the top."
"He explained that he had just jerked off in his room
before he came to the bar last night, as he wasn't
expecting to meet anyone. He told me that he could
easily fill half a cup if he saved it up for a day or
two."
"I didn't believe him and I told him."
"He then explained that it was an anomaly that he had
to live with since his teenage years. When his puberty
started and begun jerking off in his room everyday, he
had to have a large drinking glass nearby to catch his
and just thought every boy produced the same amount of
sperms as he did. He began to have suspicions when he
started trading jerk off gossip with his friends. He
found out that they either used a small hand towel or
some toilet tissues to catch their cum when they jerked
off.
He could never use that as most of his cum would just
leaked out when the towel or tissues got saturated
after couple of blast of his sperms. And he told me
when he was young, not surprisingly his load was even
bigger than now. Anyway it was not until a couple of
years later when his girlfriend agreed to suck him off
one weekend that he confirmed he was abnormal. He
nearly choked the poor girl when he cummed inside her
mouth and when she pulled back to swallow he just
continue shooting his sperms all over her face. After
that, he got a reputation in school and most girls just
avoid him like a plague."
"As he was recounting his story, all I could think of
was how it would feel to have his cock exploded deep
inside my pussy, blasting load after load of hot cum in
me. Needless to say, I was getting hornier and hornier
by the minutes and my pussy was leaking like a broken
faucets. I was tempted many times to excuse myself to
the ladies room and relieved the tension."
"Why didn't you?" asked Robert.
"Because his hand was on stroking my knees and slowly
moving towards my pussy as he talked. And I didn't want
to stop him. While he was doing that, he told me he
learnt to live with his 'condition' and realized that
there will always be a proportion of women on Earth
that will not have problem with him. I told him that my
brain was telling me I was not one of them but my pussy
said otherwise."
"By the time we finished dinner we both were more than
ready to go back to the hotel and fuck ourselves silly.
As we walked out of the restaurant to his car, I
noticed that it was parked at the back of the
restaurant and outside the floodlights in the shadow.
It was then that he grabbed me and pushed me against
the side of his car, and started kissing me on the
mouth. One of his hands sneaked underneath my top and
unhooked my bra. I didn't notice until I felt my tits
were no longer supported when he pulled away slightly
from me."
"He then pushed my jacket off my shoulders and slide my
top's and bras straps down my shoulders to my arms.
Slowly he pulled my bra down further and exposed my
hard nipples to the cool air. He bended his head down
and sucked my right nipple while pinching the left one
with his hand."
"Even though we were out in the open, in full public
view, I couldn't help but let out a moan. You know how
sensitive my nipples are! They are like directly wired
to my pussy when I am horny. Somehow I managed to move
my hand between us and I started unzipping his pants to
try to take out his hard cock. It was when I just about
to free it from his pants that he came up from sucking
my tits and told me that he couldn't wait any longer,
he needed to fuck me now."
"Before I could tell him to fuck me, he unlocked his
car, opened the passenger door, turned me around and
pushed me onto the seat. His car was a SUV so the seat
was just the right height for me to lean across. Then I
felt my skirt was pulled up my thighs, over my ass, and
up to my waist. After that it was the opposite
direction for my soaked panties. But he didn't take it
off me, he just pulled it down my thighs exposing my
wet pussy to his glazes."
"Robert, do you have the photo site open?" Megan
stopped her narrating and asked her husband.
"Yes."
"You may want to do a refresh, I have some new pictures
for you."
Robert's finger was on the F5 button before Megan
finished her first sentence and the page was already
refreshing when she was done the second. He clicked on
the 'Next' link and the new photo was quickly sent down
the wire onto his computer screen.
"Holy shit!" exclaimed Robert over the phone. "I almost
just cum! This is unbelievable!"
"You like it huh? You see, honey, after I told him
about us during dinner I also told him about our photos
and the packages. Then I handed my camera over to him
and told him to use it whenever he should feel
appropriate regardless of what I tell him."
Robert could not believe his eyes. In the new photo
Megan was bent over across the front passenger seat of
a SUV. Her white pencil skirt was bunched up around her
waist, exposing her ass to the camera. Her panties
short were half way down her thighs just below her
stockings causing her only able to spread her legs a
few inches at her knees.
At the top of her legs Robert could see her pussy all
puffed up and wet with her pussy juice. He noticed that
Megan had turned around to face the camera when the
photo was taken. And despite half of her face was
hidden by her straight black hair, the lust on her face
was unmistakable. He had seen that face many times when
she was mad with lust and begging to be fucked.
He then realized something odd about the photo. Robert
knew the capability of the camera Megan had taken with
her on the trip and this lens is not wide angle enough
to capture the angle of the photo if the photographer
was right on top and behind her.
"Yes Robert. He stepped back a couple of steps and took
his sweet time taking the photos. I was so horny by
that time I couldn't stay still. My ass was moving on
its own according and I kept asking him to fuck me. He
tried to get to me to keep still but after a few photos
he realized it was a lost cause. Are you ready for the
next photo?"
"God yes. Please let me see."
"Try it now. I've uploaded more photos." Megan giggled.
"You did it. You really did it," Robert whispered.
Initially when the new photo showed up, he couldn't
make out what it was. The photo was all blurred but
then he worked out that it was a close up of his wife's
ass with the stranger's cock buried in her pussy.
"I did it, yes honey. He just walked up to me, placed
the camera on the dashboard and guided his cock into my
steaming pussy. I was so wet it just slides all the way
in on the first stroke. It filled my pussy up so good I
almost screamed out loud but I stopped myself and
managed to just grunt into the driver seat. I was so
absorbed by the feeling in my pussy I didn't even
notice him taking that photo."
"He then started fucking me slowly and I didn't know if
it was the position I was in, or his cock size, or my
horny state, but I was cumming within a couple of
minutes! After I came down from the orgasm, my head
cleared up slightly and I realized what it was.
Somehow, his cock was hitting my G-spot on every other
stroke! You know how sensitive I am with my G-spot!"
Indeed Robert knew how sensitive his wife G-spot was.
Of the few times that he managed to find it with his
cock, mostly due to luck, Megan would go into a frenzy
as though a switch had been flipped. The first time
when it happened was on her return from a business trip
and they were fucking on the kitchen table right after
she stepped into their home. They had already been
fucking for a while and Megan had cum once when he
accidentally hit her G-spot with his cock head.
Her face was a mask of surprise. Instead of a slow
climb toward her climax, every time his cock hit her G-
spot was like climbing a vertical cliff. Within four or
five strokes, Megan was cumming for the second time.
She shouted at Robert not to stop and he fucked her
that way hard for the next five minutes before he
couldn't take it anymore and blasted his load in his
wife's pussy. Five minutes might sound short but Megan
had one orgasm after another throughout that five long
minutes and by the time Robert had finished, she was
completely fucked out.
"So having a fair idea of what might happen, I hold on
to the seat for dear life and enjoyed the fuck, and
hoped I didn't make too much noise and got arrest.
Somehow he noticed how sensitive I was and he began
fucking me really hard. I mean he grabbed my waist with
both hands and just pumped his cock in and out of me
real hard and fast. My orgasms were coming fast and
furious, and after my forth one, or was it the fifth, I
couldn't take it anymore.
"My whole body was shaking and I just wanted to curl up
and enjoyed the feeling. I tried to crawl away from him
but between his hands on my hips and his body, he had
me pinned down across the passenger seat pretty well. I
tried to tell him to stop but the words won't leave my
mouth. Instead all I could say was 'Oh fuck, oh fuck.'
More or less non-stop. So he kept up his hard fucking."
"In the meantime my pussy was in sensory overload and I
must had cummed at least twice in as many breaths.
Luckily for me he hit my G-spot one final time and as I
cum once more, he was shooting his load of hot cum in
my pussy. I didn't know how long he had cummed but when
I got my breath back I could feel his cock still
twitching inside me."
"Oh Robert, you have been very quiet. Why don't you
take a look at the next two photos while I get some
water? All these talking has make me thirsty."
Robert's hand was shaking as he took it off his hard
cock, which he had been jerking slowly as he listened
to his wife story, and clicked on the link. The new
photo was taken at a similar angle as the previous one
but instead of a blurry image, this one was sharp.
Straightaway, he could see Megan's ass was covered in
sweat from the hard fucking she had just been given.
But the thing that caught his eyes was the stranger
cock. Instead of half buried in his wife pussy, this
time it was just barely inside. Or, it must had been
almost taken out! All around the cock it was completely
covered in white sperm. The sperm was so thick and
white that it reminded Robert of sugar frosting on a
cake!
He quickly clicked on the link for the last photo and
it was a close up shot of Megan's just fucked pussy
still bent over the car seat! Her pussy lips were
bright red and had grown to such size that they were
literally hanging out. The outer pussy area was covered
in cum and pussy juice. A large stream of cum had
already dripped out from her pussy hole and down the
inside of her left thigh, almost reaching the top of
her thigh stockings. Another huge blob of cum was
hanging from her pussy, half way down to her panties.
Robert stared at the photo and his cock twitched once,
then twice, and without it being touched started
unloading the pressure it had been building up since
that afternoon all over his chest and stomach. He was
taken completely by surprise and wasn't able to grab
his wife's bra in time to catch his cum in them.
"Aaarrrgh! Arrrghhh!" Megan could hear her husband
cumming over the speakerphone. "That's it honey, just
let it cum all over yourself!"
"Fucking hell, babe! That was the hottest thing I've
heard and seen!" Robert told his wife after he got his
breathing back to normal.
"You bet! I am getting horny just by looking at the
photo here. And after taking the photo, he pulled my
panties back up as I asked him to earlier in the
restaurant and before I could stand back up, he grabbed
the back of my skirt and started cleaning his cock with
it! So during the whole ride back to the hotel, I was
literally sitting in a pool of sperm, both inside and
out!"
Robert groaned when he heard that. He wished he were
there to see, smell, and touch his wife's freshly
fucked pussy in that car.
"When we got back to the hotel I invited him over to my
room, hopping he would fuck me again. But he declined
my offer, explaining that even though normally he would
be able to get it up again but the fuck in the car park
had really drained him. So I went back to my room alone
but I made him promised to call me at lunchtime today.
I was so exhausted that I when I got back to my room I
fell as sleep as soon as I lay down on the bed. That is
why I ended up mailing my underwear to you in the
morning and getting to your office late."
"I don't know what to say, Megan. I never thought you
would do this for me." Robert confessed. "I love you."
"I love you too."
"When will I hear about this afternoon?" asked Robert.
"Patience, Robert. You will know tomorrow. But now I
have to go and get ready since he is coming to pick me
up in 30 minutes."
"You have another date with him tonight before you fly
back?"
"Yep, he said he is going to take me to a night club.
Or may be we won't go and just stay in my room and fuck
all night. Who knows what will happen? You'll just have
to wait and see."
And with that she hung up before Robert could react.
Robert was left alone in his study, still shocked at
his wife's slutty behavior of the last two days. He was
anxious to know what had happened that afternoon and
soon to happen between his wife and the stranger. "What
more could she do to shock me", thought Robert.
"Probably not much but I won't bet on it."
That evening he jerked off twice more looking at the
photos before going to bed, each time using Megan's bra
to clean up his cum as much as possible.
To be continued?
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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