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Computer Repair Nets Some Fun - 3
by MyWifeDeanna (mywifedeanna@yahoo.com)

***

A story, in which my wife continues her slutty ways. I 
am still surprised and my friends are happy. (MMF, 
wife-exh, husb-voy, orgy)

***

Well, it's been a while since I wrote, and some things 
have happened, I should probably keep you updated.

My wife, Carrie, had pretty much decided for us both 
that she would be seeing Jason, my neighbor, and his 
wife, Linda. They were both, I guess, swingers, 
although I had only seen Linda with one guy, and I'd 
seen Jason with at least 13 different women. I got the 
feeling that Linda might be more into women than men, 
something I confirmed with Carrie over a period of a 
few days. 

Carrie had been to Jason's 8 times over the past two 
weeks, but I knew that Jason had been out of town at 
least 3 of those times. The 8th time, which was last 
Sunday, I asked her flat out what she had been doing 
over there, and with who.

"Oh, you don't want to know all that," she smiled. I 
asked her again.

"Linda was... well, Linda likes when I come over and 
Jason's not around," she said. "I'm really not into her 
like she is me, but I'm not going to refuse getting 
pleased like that." 

I probably looked a little shocked, because she 
playfully smacked my arm.

"You're just mad you haven't seen it," she laughed. 
"That woman has the best toys, and her mouth isn't so 
bad either" she said with a dirty smirk on her face.

And with that, she was off to the shower, which was 
normal whenever she got home from Jason's (or Linda's, 
too, I now knew). 

We had sex later that night, but by now Carrie had all 
my buttons pegged, and she knew just what to say when 
she wanted me done. I won't say she felt looser when we 
had sex, but there was definitely a different feeling 
these days.

I was only a few minutes inside her, when she looked up 
at me, met my eyes, and said, "It's amazing how 
different men can be, you know, in size." Her meaning 
was obvious, but for whatever reason, that just kills 
me. I managed not to explode, but I had to stop moving 
to let myself calm down after that. She wasn't 
satisfied, though, and as soon as I started up again, 
she casually whispered in my ear, "You aren't my 
favorite fuck anymore." 

I came immediately, and hard, and she giggled as I 
moaned out my satisfaction. I have no idea why that 
pushes me over the edge, it just does. I hate it, and 
love it, at the same time.

So Monday came around, and I'm at home working, as 
usual, when I get a phone call inviting me to a party 
with about 5 of my single friends and a few married 
guys. 

Knowing me, they ask me to provide some entertainment, 
of the video kind. I figure I'd blow them away with 
videos of the local wives (luckily, not of the married 
guys that would be there). The party was in less than 
an hour, so I ran down to my other computer, where the 
good stuff is stored, and quickly did a search for 
movies in the 'wife' folder, grabbed them all and 
burned them to a DVD, which I threw in my laptop bag, 
and away I went.

We had quite a few drinks and were having a great time 
when someone remembered the porn, and asked me. I made 
a big deal about pulling out my laptop and loading the 
DVD, demanding quiet. "Remember," I said. "No one tells 
and no one copies this, okay?" 

They all quickly agreed.

I started off with Linda's movies - they all knew her 
and worshipped her, and when she first appeared nude on 
the screen there was a collective gasp of astonishment, 
then cheering. They watched breathlessly as she was 
pounded by Jason and his black friend, and they all sat 
back as the movie ended, shocked but happy. My friend 
Alan glanced at the DVD listing on the explorer page 
and yelled, "Holy crap! There are like 22 movies on 
there!" 

Everyone cheered, and I was feeling pretty good that I 
could show them. I started up the next, which was 
Charlotte, the recent high school graduate, and from 
the shocked expressions I knew that it was even better 
than the ones of Linda. I had to pee like a racehorse, 
so I left them to watch Charlotte and went to the 
bathroom. 

I ended up in the bathroom for awhile, the alcohol was 
a little stronger than I thought, and I had to throw up 
some. I could hear the occasional whoops from the guys 
in between my barfing, and when I finally cleaned 
myself up and left the bathroom, I heard what could 
only be described as screams of joy. I ran over to the 
computer and realized I had made a fatal error when 
copying all the movies to the DVD - I had literally 
copied them all, including the ones of my wife Carrie.

She was on the screen, fully naked, and Jason's cock 
was in her mouth, and the guys were dying, laughing, 
pointing, lusting, and punching me in the arm 
repeatedly.

"Oh my god! Your wife is such a fucking whore, man!" 
was the general gist of it, I felt a little sick still, 
and didn't catch it all, but when the 2nd movie of her 
was opened, and she was violated by Jason's friend, it 
got even worse.

"Dude she will never feel your dick again!" they 
laughed. 

I tried to play it off like I meant for them to see it, 
but I'm no actor. When they finished watching her, it 
was the last movie, and I mumbled something about 
getting to bed, grabbed the DVD and laptop, and went 
home. I'm sure they were talking about it for a while, 
I just didn't want to be there.

Tuesday was normal until about Noon (roughly only 2 
hours after I rolled out of bed with a massive 
hangover). A knock on the door brought me face to face 
with Alan, who had a shit-eating grin on his face. 
"Dude, you have to let me watch again," he said. 

"No way!" I told him. "You guys saw my wife enough." 

"Come on, man!" he begged. "I won't tell anyone, hell, 
I'll pay you!" He fished out a twenty dollar bill and 
pressed it into my hand. 

"Don't even try to copy!" I warned him. 

He smiled in delight. "No problem, man!"

I put him on the computer downstairs, which I had set 
up for clients to use, because it had no Net connection 
and the USB ports were disabled, so he couldn't email 
any of the videos or copy them onto a USB stick. I 
handed him the DVD and stood there.

"A little privacy, please?" he grinned. 

"Ugh," I said, and went upstairs. I had barely reached 
my office again when my cell phone rang, and a very 
well-paying customer had some immediate issues for me, 
so I grabbed my computer tool bag, yelled to Alan that 
I'd be back, and went out. 

It took me about two hours to finish and get home, it 
was about 3:30pm, so I was a little surprised to see 
Carrie's car in the garage. I went in and looked around 
the upstairs, but no one was around, so I quickly ran 
down the stairs and peeked into the computer room 
there. No one was in there, but Carrie's video was 
looping, over and over, and the sounds were louder and 
didn't seem like the ones I remember. 

That's probably because they weren't. The sound on the 
computer was off, and when I looked around the corner 
into the entertainment room, I was shocked to see Alan 
naked and in my favorite leather recliner, holding onto 
a huge hard on. That wasn't the worst, because my wife 
was nude on her knees in front of the chair, and I was 
just in time to see her mouth cover his cock and her 
lips slide down his shaft. 

I don't know why I was so shocked, it's not like I 
don't know she's been slutty lately, but I was. I guess 
I still thought of her as the innocent girl I married 
(well, relatively innocent). I really didn't want to 
watch, but as usual, I wasn't in control, my hard cock 
was, and I watched as she got him hard with her mouth, 
then straddled him (in my fucking chair) and allowed 
him to guide himself into her, gripping her hips as she 
slid down onto him easily, her breasts in his face. He 
sucked and licked her nipples as she started riding 
him, then they were kissing, and moaning together, and 
she was grinding him, and I just stood there watching 
like a dumbass. 

She was riding him smoothly when she caught me out of 
the corner of her eye, giving her a jolt, enough for 
Alan to notice. She leaned over and whispered in his 
ear. He never looked back, just whispered back to her, 
and she motioned with her head for me to go back 
upstairs, which I did, leaving them alone. About 15 
minutes later they both emerged, fully dressed like 
nothing happened (other than her just-fucked 
hairstyle). Alan didn't say anything or even look at 
me, she just took him to the door and said goodbye.

"I came home early because I was horny," she said to me 
as she sat on the couch next to me. "I wanted you to 
fuck me, but you weren't here. When I went downstairs I 
saw Alan stroking to my movie, and he told me you 
arranged for us to be alone." 

I laughed harshly. "Except I didn't know you'd be 
home," I said.

She laughed, "I didn't think about that till later," 
she said. "I just figured you did, because you're such 
a perv, plus he was all hard and fucking huge, and I 
was really horny..." she trailed off. 

"So, at least tell me what happened," I said. 

"Well, you saw most of it. The only thing you missed 
was that I sucked him off while he watched my movie 
first," she said.

"Like, sucked him all the way off?" I asked. 

She looked down at the hard-on in my pants, and back up 
to me. "Yes, I sucked him and swallowed his cum," she 
said in her naughtiest voice. "I let him cum in my 
mouth, baby." She slid her hand over my pants, and with 
practiced ease she slid the zipper down and pulled my 
hard cock out.

Her long, perfect nails looked so good around my cock, 
and she stroked me slowly while she described how good 
he felt inside her. She leaned over and took me in her 
mouth briefly, teasing, then stopped, only to start up 
with her hand again.

"Such a nice cock, baby," she whispered. "If it was 
bigger, I'd never go anywhere else, you know that, 
right?" 

I nodded. 

She continued, "Besides, I know you like watching me 
and I like you watching, so we both get what we want." 
She stroked me, getting me closer and closer. Then she 
increased her pace. "You don't want me to stop, do 
you?" she asked, moving her hand faster and faster. 

"No," I managed to moan. 

"Tell me you want me to get some bigger, harder cock," 
she demanded. 

When I didn't immediately answer, she slowed her 
motion. "Yes, yes, yes!" I begged, and she again 
stroked me harder. 

"Yes, what?" she demanded.

"Y-yes, I want you to get bigger, harder cock, babe," I 
stammered. 

"Good," she said. "Because I'm going to anyway." With 
that, she gave a final few hard strokes, then pointed 
the head in my direction as I exploded, my cum pumping 
all over my t-shirt and jeans as she aimed it away from 
herself. "Yuck!" she squealed. 

***

My wife had a similar experience with another one of my 
single friends the next day, but this time it really 
was a set up, and it was over before I got back. 

I have no idea where this is all going, I'm hoping it 
will stop, but then again, I like it. I just don't want 
it to get any more crazy...

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. 4-million people around the world 
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per 
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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