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Ann-Marie and Her Secret Boyfriend
by Kewtieboy (kewtieboy@hotmail.com)
from an original idea by cybermuffin
***
This story is really two stories in one. A husband
finds letters that suggest his wife had an affair with
an older man. I have added an erotic encounter of what
could have happened when his wife was persuaded to
become a slut. (MMF, wife, nc, bi, oral, anal, voy)
***
Some months ago I received an e-mail from someone who
told me he had enjoyed some of my stories and said he
had an idea for one. In ensuing e-mails he told me
about letters he had discovered some years ago in his
wife's drawer. The real story happened back in the
late seventies and in it his wife does succumb to the
charms of an older man but pulls back before any real
harm is done. He had fantasised over what could have
happened, or maybe even did happen and wondered if I
wanted to run with the story.
On the initial sketchy details, I decided to date my
story in the current day and ran with it. The four
parts of my story follow. Half way through writing my
story, the guy sent me a fuller version of the real
story. By this time my story was well underway so
rather than start re-writing I continued until the end
but I found his story, with less sex than mine, still
erotic and have therefore started my story with it.
Cybermuffin, is happy to accept comments on his story
to the e-mail address at the end of the first part
and, of course I am always happy to receive feedback
to my own address at the end of the total story. I
hope you enjoy this little exercise
kewtieboy
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Anne-Marie, The Real Story
by Cybermuffin
Filthy Letters.
Cleaning out, as fifty-something couples do, I found
them at the back of a folder of notes on late 14th
century romantic epics poetry. There were three
letters, dusty and loft-dirty. Not kept safely but
kept all the same. Kept where you wouldn't expect to
find them. The three letters that changed my sexual
life.
Suddenly I was back in 1979 when I'd first seen those
letters
My girlfriend Marie's first job was as barmaid, living
at home away from me. She was not quite 18, just
under, but who cared in those days? She was such a
sweet girl, girly but feisty and more experienced than
she looked. I knew she was seeing someone but she was
very coy but excited and that's a real give away. You
know - lots of giggling on phone but can't ever meet
as she has to work ALL the time.
Anyway she eventually told me that every night she
worked this guy came in sat at the bar and chatted to
her when it was busy. He sorted out young lads who
were too cheeky to her and waited until she clocked
had off to run her home - every night.
She told me he was separated, was a sailor, had no
education and left school 16 but was very smart and
though she could tell he liked ogling her he was very
fatherly in his approach to her. He had a sob story
about childhood abuse and rehabilitation through
forces discipline. Just the sort of story she'd fall
for.
He was a man of world, had lots of women all round
world, wife and two kids in Plymouth but he wanted
her, all very flattering.
It was very exciting, for me too.
I only saw her once that summer, strangely when he'd
to go to Plymouth for a weekend.
She was dressed much sexier than usual and when we
sucked in the car she was extra hot - sucked for ages
with lots of eye contact. She was wearing new sexier
underwear, tighter jeans and a tighter top. When I
noticed the clothes she said it was how all barmaids
dressed and the older guy had explained that tips went
up in proportion to tits being visible. Tips for tits
she laughed
I had to accept it was all platonic, no matter how
hard my cock told me that it probably wasn't. She
worked for another 4 weeks or so. Run home by him
every night for nearly 8 weeks. I suppose I knew he
wasn't going to be long term so I could enjoy the sexy
jealousy feelings as much as I could.
We jump forward nearly six months. She went home for
the weekend, on at least one visit home she'd gone to
the bar she worked in and he'd been there but she
didn't say much about that visit.
So I went to stay in her room when she was away. It
was more convenient than mine and so I often used it.
As soon as she went away I was into her panty drawer -
as I always did. I'd had the panty fetish ever since I
made ample use of my mum's collection of tights and
panties when younger. The lace, the nylon the satin
was all the stuff of masturbation. You can't easily
break a habit like that no matter how many sweet juicy
teenage cunts you have slid into or played with by the
time you're 19.
I was rummaging in her panty drawer, looking for a new
pair, when I noticed that the liner was uneven. I'd
never gone too far back in her drawer as the sexy ones
were all at the front.
I lifted the lining and there were 3 letters all with
Plymouth postmarks. It was badly written a childish
handwriting. spelling mistakes and poor grammar. I
defy anyone to have slipped them back without reading.
I opened them in date order.
Letter 1
Devonport 10th September 1978
"My darling sweet princess
7 days now since I touched your sweet juicy little
cunt, tasted your beautiful juices - but I think I can
still smell you on my fingers if I use my imagination.
Despite them having been inside my wife now on more
than ten occasions. Oh god yes I've had to fuck her
a lot since I got home she doesn't understand why-
she's just pleased to be getting so much cock if
only she knew what's really in my head when I'm trying
to push her legs up onto my shoulders.
She's been squealing a lot but not as much as you
did- but then maybe she's more used to my cock than
you are! I mention my wife only because I knew how
much it turned you on to be a young girl with a
married man. I remember how I found out it turned you
on. Remember? When I was on the phone near the door
and you noticed me very deliberately placing my empty
glass on the floor at my feet.
You can't have empty glasses in the bar -so you came
across smiled, kneeled down verrrrrry slowly looking
straight up into my eyes, making sure that I saw all
the way up your short skirt, all the way up those
black tights I loved because they made you look more
like a schoolgirl than ever and of course right down
the front of your black satin blouse. Yes the one that
was so shiny I always knew when your nipples were
getting hard from under my gaze. How long does it
take to pick up a glass! Then the couple trying get
past so you had to squeeze against me your hip and
your arse rubbing across my crotch so that you knew
how hard it had made me.
Then when I got back to the bar the smile 'who was
that a mate? 'Oh you minx,. I said,' you trying to
tease me on the phone? No it was my wife.' And you
blushing which you hadn't done with me for weeks and
the unspoken thing had been said. So would it turn you
on or put you off that I was an unrepentant, married
man with an interest in teens?
So the next evening I tested you out. Same phone, same
glass on floor but you in jeans and the very tight
red top. And even slower this time and arse rubbed
against my hard cock when there was no one to squeeze
past. 'Wife?' you smiled. 'No' I said. 'Daughter'. I
loved the look on your face. But it didn't stop the
same routine every time I made a phone call. You
didn't care if it was my wife mate or daughter - you
loved to teas you little slut!
God you took to being a slut so quickly. Sitting at
the end of the bar every night was no hardship for me.
I was hard from the first night. I went commando from
the second night so I could enjoy the feel of my hard
wet cock even more. I loved the way you were on to the
fact I asked for the beer on the lowest shelf every
time so that you had to bend over crouch down expose
your arse and tits to me and how quickly you changed
from being embarrassed to angry to positively
revelling in the un-disguised lust of a 40 year old
married man.
And of course you had to accept the offer of a run
home - the drunks outside the bar the dark walk home
the buses not running. And I was real gent. I knew how
to seduce innocent girls. Though you only looked
innocent. What with fucking before 15. I knew from the
first time you put your hand round my cock. That you'd
been handling them for a long time. That your
boyfriend at 12 and experiments from then on had meant
you were never going to be frightened of a big cock.
All these nights when you went from sucking my tongue
to sucking my cock. The way you traced round my
tattoos with your tongue. The way you swallowed my
spunk and licked under my balls. You were so hungry
for sex. I loved the way you told me straight away
that my cock was so much bigger than your wimpy geeky
boyfriend. That I made you cum in seconds and he took
hours. You see sex isn't always about ramming away for
hours. The way I looked at you behind the bar was
enough to get you wet and your clit tingling ready to
be squeezed firmly as you licked the precum off me.
Those little things that are so sexy the time I
pointed out that every time you went down to the lower
shelves you were showing off your sexy pink panties.
And how you went into the store room and came back and
placed them bunched up into my hand. Little minx
Off to fuck wife now or maybe go round to my mates
some porn and wife's panties his big fat juicy cock
maybe that would be better. You were actually sucked
when I told you how I was bisexual how wet cocks were
as much as a turn on for me as wet cunts. But it
didn't take you long to get curious there either.
Nothing you liked more in the car then me telling you
about sex with 4 men on board ship all night - all
positions as you licked from my arsehole to the wet
tip of my cock. Yes you loved all that chat when you
showed me the pic of you and your boyfriend in
swimming costumes and I said I'd like to fuck you
both! Then you were little Miss Prim again - for about
2 seconds.
Send me some pictures - I know you haven't got nude
but swimsuit short skirts you know what I like. And
two pairs of panties OK? This address -all worn of
course but I don't mind if there's some of wimpy
boys spunk on them too.
Xxxx
Letter 2
"Devonport 19 September 1978
Oh my horny little juicy-cunted teen-whore slut
You can see that being hard and away from you for
another week has made me much raunchier and homier
than I was last letter. Casual cocks, wife fucked
nightly and the odd teen scrubber I've picked up down
here hasn't stopped me getting hard every time I take
your knickers out of that envelope. Mm the smell.
And it's not just me who appreciates it.
Remember I told you our mess room tradition? Everyone
one we fuck is property of all of the boys so to
speak. Everything gets pinned up. All the letters all
the pix all the panties and bras. And it's open season
for all of us we can borrow whatever letters and pics
and panties you want. And I'm very pleased to say that
yours have been borrowed by the lads more than most.
The knickers are now soaked in 5 men's sperm. Which
adds to the excitement for me as you can imagine. And
I'll need new pics as some dirty bastards have got
their spunk on them too. Same applies to the letters.
I pinned up both ones - its share and share everything
in the mess. The romantic one and the dirty one. If
anything the romantic one has been shared more often.
Both are a bit sticky and spunky now too.
Don't be upset about that. You knew that a 17 year old
posh girl just out of school would be a favourite. And
you used to love me telling you about what all us boys
got up to together in the mess room. You said you
loved me because I was rough diamond all polished up
remember? Or maybe you just meant the sheen on my
permanently wet cockhead. But you even loved the story
I told you about the bullied recruit who had no girl
friend to post up and he got his mum to give him naked
pics and her used panties even got her to write him
filthy letters. And then how he got found out after
one of the boys seduced and fucked the mum after a
social event and he saw the birth mark just above her
shaved cunt. You can't say that didn't make you wet.
Anyway juicy cunt-kin, the good news is I'm posted
back to Rosyth next month. And I've been having lots
of chats with the lads about you. We feel that you're
in a unique position. Most girls your age are tortured
with curiosity abortion sex but you're in a position
to try it all and find out what you like now.
So for starters we thought we'd let you sit and watch
as two men suck and fuck. Just make an excuse for a
weekend and come down stay with us in the married
quarters have a whole house for the whole weekend.
Bring all your lingerie though. I've promised the lads
you'll share them. And don't say you didn't love me in
tights and pants.
Then I thought we move on to some group sex. Most
girls fantasise about this all their lives and never
have the balls or the chance to try. I'll organise an
MMF. Or MMMMF. Or MMMMMMMMMMMMMMF - whatever you feel
you'd like to try out. I'll throw in my mate Arnold
who has the biggest black cock in the Royal Navy. It's
a cock that most girls would never ever get the chance
to try out.
If you hate these things then you need never try them
again. But I didn't meet a girl who didn't want to
try. And again. It's time to get really corrupted
princess. I am the bad man sent to take you off the
straight and narrow. You know how hard you cum with my
cock in you and two fingers deep in your sweet arse.
Think how good it would be with two cocks as deep or
deeper in you and a third stopping you squealing by
being deep in your throat and another few men spanking
their fat cocks on your lush little body.
Who'd miss that chance? I'd be there to look after
you. And you could try other things too - a bit of
tying up maybe some pain don't say you don't like
your nipples twisted just a bit further than is
tingly! And when I put the clothes peg on your clit
for a laugh you didn't object when I did it again.
So what you say? Send me a menu and I'll sort it out.
God my cock is so hard writing to you you must feel
so sexy to be such a sex object for all my mates.
They're all men of the world - pervs of the world -
fucked a million girls and boys but they want you so
much- what a weekend it would be for you just say
YES!
Xxx"
Letter 3
Devonport 2 October 1978
"Bitch cunt fat-fuck whore
How dare you turn me down? Me and my mates. All our
proud cocks. All our experience in fucking and
depravity and perversity. All willing to share it with
you a worthless little student cunt?
So consider yourself well and truly dumped. And don't
think by the way we couldn't have done all these
things without your consent. I know exactly where you
live. But don't worry I promise nothing happens
without your full and enthusiastic consent. Not that
it's because I'm a good person. I'm a very bad person.
Remember the lads who took the piss when you were
behind the bar - about your chunky arse and thighs?
How I stopped then with a look. We'll later that week
I bumped into one of them. He was in hospital for
week. And I loved it especially standing on his balls.
It got me hard hurting him. I was thinking about it
the next 3 times we fucked so romantically in the car.
But if you don't want real sex and real cock then it's
up to you. No hard feelings of course you gave me
lots of fun otherwise what a boring few weeks it have
been up there. And if you ever change your mind just
let me and the boys know and we'll be happy to
oblige.
Now fuck off bitch-cunt!
What was I to do? Those letters. What a range of
emotions. I read myself into her position. From being
helped out in her first job to being offered a
gangbang and black cock in a few weeks. And never
breathing a word of it to me
Alternative Ending - ---
How could I get those images out of my head?
There was only one thing to do.
I selected a pair of her slutty panties - black lace
and satin full cut but very very slutty. And a pair of
sheer black lace top hold ups and made my way to the
best business hotel in town.
It didn't take long to attract a couple two
Americans bored lonely 40 something - of course - and
very pervy. Forward too I love Americans it wasn't
more than ten minutes before I told them some of
Marie's story. Five more and I'd mentioned the
stockings I was wearing and 30 seconds more before
they were both stroking my jeans to feel the tops of
the hold ups just to check. And another 10 before I
was in their hotel room one sitting firmly on my face
as I explored his hot sweaty balls and tiny tight arse
with my tongue while his mate swallowed my pre cum
that was running down the shaft of my cock.
How dare she! I was the slut with the guilty exquisite
secret. I was the whore pretending to be a geeky
student. She was the nice innocent girl I was to
marry.
'Bite me!' I said both of you 'bite me in places
where it won't be immediately obvious but where my
girlfriend might eventually find them!'
Their eyes widened 'Under your balls? Said one.
'Between your ass cheeks?' said the other.
I had all weekend to catch up. And to think of how I
could persuade her to write another letter. Begging
forgiveness. Offering me as sacrifice and suggesting a
week not a weekend of debauchery and filth.
And the next thirty years? As if we'd got it out of
our system. Respectable professionals and parents -
and never a mention of any excitements of our youth.
But it's good to recall and to share in this story.
And I wonder if the sailor's alive? If he is he'll
still be perving - so maybe he'll read this too.
This is a true story. The first I've written. I'd love
feedback good and bad. Oh, and If you appear in it
please get in touch I'd love to hear from you
Cybermuffin4433@yahoo.com
And now on to the fantasy version:
Ann-Marie and Her Secret Lover part one
by kewtieboy
MF/orgy/bi/anal/dogging/spy cam/voyeur/ir
Like many guys I had no aspiration to be an astronaut,
a high court judge or a top fashion designer. Like
most kids, my parents would have thought I had won the
jackpot if I had become a civil servant!
Born and living in an average Scottish town with a
population of around 40,000, Dunfermline is the sort
of place that doesn't appear on the weather map. Now
don't get me wrong, it's actually quite a nice place
to stay. It gave the world Andrew Carnegie who paid
for Carnegie Hall in New York, then felt guilty so
built another one in Dunfermline! The reason for all
this chat it to explain that I was a not bad looking
guy, of average height and build who achieved average
grades and left school looking for a good, rather than
great job.
My luck with women was probably similar in that my
girlfriends consisted of girls who would go out with
me, rather than ones I targeted because they were
beautiful. That changed when I was 19 though. I had
seen Ann-Marie around. She had been loyal to the same
boyfriend since she was 12 and she was a stunner at
the age of 17. It was quite a shock when one night in
town, she came up and chatted to me average me! At
first I thought it was a wind-up and she would blow me
away as soon as I dropped to my knees panting and
offering my undying love, but she didn't. Her
enthusiasm for me stayed and she had dumped her loyal
boyfriend and was going steady with me within 3
months. At last something wasn't average and I wasn't
going to blow it! As a real bonus, there was sex. Yes
I even got sex and I loved it and she seemed to enjoy
it too!
Now when I walked down the street, I would have liked,
but rarely received adoration from any females walking
in the opposite direction. You know the thing where
they look at you, whisper to themselves, giggle, smile
and then once they've passed you hear some comment
about how sexy you look as their heads turn and they
watch you walk onwards. That's what didn't happen to
me, but I can tell you when I was out with Ann-Marie,
the guys did something like that with her. Rather than
being annoyed, I had a sense of pride that she was all
mine and they could salivate all they wanted.
Time passed and we married and sex continued unabated.
I had no desire to look at someone else and continued
to bask in the attention that walking into a packed
bar with Ann-Marie gave me. She dressed sexily with
short little skirts, halter tops, skinny jeans and in
fact anything she wore just enhanced her stunning
looks. Of course by the time she was 19 and I was 21,
Ann-Marie announced that there was a baby on the way.
I was overjoyed as was she.
During pregnancy our sex life was somewhat subdued and
I had to resort to an old friend of mine for help my
right hand! This slightly filled the gap left from not
having regular sex and when our gorgeous little Nikki
came along sex was as far from my mind as it could be
so nothing else mattered.
I'm brushing over what was a wonderful part of our
life as I may be in danger of losing my dear, horny,
reader if I don't get to sex soon so suffice to say
that a second baby girl arrived just 2 short years
later and Fiona was born. Needless to say before I
knew it I was a 28 year old man married to a 26 year
old woman who despite the babies still was stunning.
The girls were a joy and Lucy was soon going to
school. Ann-Marie looked after the kids while I worked
and she had a little social life with some of her ex-
school friends and mothers she knew from around us. I
worked as hard as I could to keep us all in the manner
to which we aspired.
Sex, was taking a back seat and something always
seemed to get in the way if I instigated it. Usually
one of the kids started to cry or the older one had
friends over. My right hand was growing hair and the
internet, though not as fast and well-stocked as
today, gave me an outlet to keep me from getting
bored. Ann-Marie always went to bed early so I would
often stay up looking at some porn sites and chatting
in chat rooms.
It was in the chat rooms that someone mentioned web
cams. I bought one and discreetly added it to the
computer and soon was chatting and camming. Nothing
sexual at this stage and in some cases just chatting
to fathers or single women. One Saturday night, when
Ann-Marie was already sound asleep and I had probably
had too much to drink, I started chatting to a guy in
the South of England about fantasies. He asked what
Ann-Marie looked like and I sent him a pic.
"I'd love to fuck her," he said.
"What would you do?" I asked.
He went into great detail and then, in a surprise
move, this young guy stood up and showed me his cock.
It was massive!
I asked him how big and he said it was over 9 inches.
One thing led to another and we both masturbated to
each other until we had cum. Now other than a fumble
with a school friend when I was 13 I had no gay
thoughts, and hadn't even entertained gay thoughts so
had no idea why I found watching this guy wank off so
exciting. Nevertheless here I was with a dripping
cock, smiling to some stranger in the South of
England.
It hit me later the next day as I churned the previous
night over in my head. I hadn't wanked off over the
guy, I had wanked off over what the guy would like to
do to Ann-Marie. Next dilemma was, why did I want
someone to fuck Ann-Marie? Surely that's the last
thing I should want? The thoughts played around until
I realised that it was an extension of being proud of
her and wanting to show her off.
One guy asked me to send a pair of her pants to him
and I managed to get a pair she hadn't used for ages
and posted them. On the following Saturday, I watched
stunned, cock in hand, while he spent over an hour
wanking with Ann-Marie's panties wrapped around his
cock and then he came in the crotch. I blasted more
cum that I had in years! This was getting spooky so I
decided to give up!
I broached the subject of sex "out of the box" with
Ann-Marie one night when we were having a few drinks
when the kids were in bed. My line of enquiry left me
in no doubt that she didn't fancy a threesome with an
extra man or woman, she didn't want to do webcam sex,
she didn't fancy sex in a field and she didn't like
guys who were brash, loud, tattooed, body builders or,
to be honest, anyone other than me!
That left my fantasies as just that fantasies. I
should have been elated but I felt a little
frustrated. Here I was in my late twenties and all I
had to look forward to was sex from time to time with
my wife, albeit beautiful and sexy wife! I hear you
crying in your beer but life can be so cruel to a
horny man!
My webcamming crept back in on a more irregular basis
and on request I took some pics of Ann-Marie one night
when she had a few wines too many, lying in the bed,
her baby doll nightdress up around her waist and her
neatly trimmed slit exposed. I traded them online with
a guy who sent me some of his wife posing for the
camera. Obviously he had a better arrangement than I
did. The thought of another guy seeing Ann-Marie's
open cunt, got me going again and when he sent me a
picture of him cumming all over the one I had sent
him, it got me going even more.
I was destined never to move on from this fantasy
world of mine.
When our youngest started school Ann-Marie found
herself at a loose end and wondered about taking a
part-time job. I wasn't too keen as school holidays
and illness would pose a problem. We came to a
compromise and Ann-Marie took a three night a week job
in a busy little pub in the town centre while I
watched the kids. She was home by midnight and it was
only Thursday, Friday and Saturday but there was a
marked difference in her. She started to make-up more
and looked after herself for her "public" as she
called the punters.
From time to time I persuaded her parents to babysit
and I would pop down and have a drink on a Friday. She
certainly fended off the guys well as she had a
constant barrage of propositions, some quite explicit.
I sat in the corner watching guys, hold her hand as
she gave them change, stroke her arm as she handed
over a drink and some even trying their luck with a
stroke of her breasts. Ann-Marie fended them all off
with honours. I sat with an erection. I felt such an
idiot but I just couldn't help it.
Now in my early thirties, life continued and Ann-Marie
stayed with her job. One night in late October Ann-
Marie 's best friend Lucy, asked her if she would like
a "girl's night out" to celebrate her birthday. It was
school mid-term week and the idea was that they would
go for an early pizza and then into the pub for a few
drinks and be home around midnight. I was asked if I
would look after the kids and I was happy to do so. I
liked to see her looking as she used to. She was
absolutely stunning when she dressed. Her dark hair,
cut a little longer than usual sat just above her
shoulders and her dazzling smile captivated me. I
watched her walk down the path to the taxi, her hips
swaying and was immediately proud that she was mine.
I put the kids to bed and settled for a bit of
chatting and time flew past. I was chatting to one of
my regulars but hadn't used the cam as I was concerned
lest the kids got restless. I was horny as hell but
wondered if Ann-Marie, a few drinks in her, might be
up for some fun. Most of our best sex was when she was
a bit drunk and I was hoping tonight might be a fun
night. I heard a taxi door slam and looking at my
watch realised it was almost 1.00am, way past my usual
bedtime. I had slightly dozed off and woke, an
erection showing in my shorts.
Pushing it out of the way, I went downstairs to let
Ann-Marie in and opened the door to find Lucy half-
carrying her.
"Sorry Jim," she said, "I don't know how she got so
drunk. I felt it better to bring her home and I'll
catch the taxi back to my place. Will you be OK?"
"Yeh fine," said I, a little miffed. "What happened?"
"My bloody brother was home on leave from the navy and
found his way into the pub with some shipmate of his.
The pair of them were set up for a night on the town
but ended up plying us both with drinks. I think Ann-
Marie was enjoying the banter. I had to prize her away
from them when the bar closed and thought I would be
wise to bring her home myself."
"Thanks Lucy," I said, "I'll get her upstairs."
I almost had to carry her upstairs and lay her on the
bed, pulling off her shoes. I unclipped her skirt and
pulled it off to find she had no panties on.
I was surprised and then thought, "I wonder if she
peed herself and was so embarrassed that she took them
off and threw them away?"
I quickly stripped her and pulled back the covers
laying her on the bed. She looked beautiful, naked and
exposed. Her legs were slightly apart and I could see
inside her cunt. My cock got hard and I wondered if I
could just have a little nocturnal fun, a little lick,
a fondle and perhaps maybe even cum on her. I knew she
would be out like a light and I pulled off my shorts
and t-shirt and crawled between her legs. I leaned
forward to lick her cunt but noticed something in her
trim little bush. It was like dried milk. I picked at
it and then curious, I licked it.
I recognised the mild aroma that came from it
ammonia. It was dried cum!
I was horrified.
My cock was hard!
My brain was frozen.
Was I excited, disgusted or disappointed? My cock was
absolutely rigid. I went forward and gently explored
inside her. The cum was definitely only around her
cunt, not inside it. For wanking material later, I
quickly got my camera and took more shots of her naked
body including close-ups of the dried cum and them I
wanked myself silly, spunking my load into her
entrance and photographed it some more.. Feeling
guilty I then mopped it up quickly and covered her up
before climbing into bed.
I didn't sleep well as my mind was in turmoil.
"Did Lucy know what happened? Was it her brother? Was
this a one off?
All these thoughts had my mind in turmoil as my
deflated cock was no longer driving my brain.
Ann-Marie and I had always been close so I decided to
wait and see what evolved as the next day arrived.
First thing was that Lucy arrived fussing over Ann-
Marie to find out how she was. It all looked very
"guilty" to me but I said nothing except to enquire
about the night. The official story was that Lucy's
brother Dave and friend Rick had been a pain and they
couldn't get rid of them. They had started doing shots
and that's how Ann-Marie got drunk.
We had Ann-Marie's parents coming for a meal later
that day so Lucy left and she started preparing food.
The kids were running about inside and out. It was a
cold day but they were oblivious. I busied myself at
the computer. I heard a text come in on Ann-Marie 's
mobile phone and using the mirror which reflected into
the kitchen, saw her look at it and then, shaking her
head, answer it immediately.
At that exact moment, a wail came from outside. Fiona
had slipped and grazed her knee. Ann-Marie ran out and
brought her inside, taking her through to the back of
the bungalow to wash it. I dived into the kitchen and
quickly checked her phone.
The message was, "Thanks for last light! Thanks for
the panties too, sorry I messed on them. Fancy another
session? Rick."
I quickly checked her sent messages and read, "All a
mistake, I was drunk. Don't text me too dangerous.
Use *****@hotmail.com."
This was a shock to me. She had had sex with a
stranger, she had answered him and she had an e-mail
account I knew nothing about. I quickly noted his
number and the e-mail address and put the phone back.
Once Ann-Marie was busy again, I tried to access the
Hotmail account using her usual password. It didn't
work. My afternoon was split between trying to act
normal and trying to desperately work out what I
wanted to do with the information I had. I was
jealous, I was randy and somewhere at the back of my
mind I had a feeling I could get something out of this
but I wasn't sure what.
In a flash I remembered a conversation with Ann-Marie
almost 9 months previously when she had problems with
the bank. They said the password she had wanted to
use, her usual one, wasn't secure enough as it needed
to be longer and to use numbers and letters. She had
jokingly said her mother was going to come to her
rescue as she would use her mother's maiden name and
her mother's birthday and that way she only had two
password to remember. I tried it and the account
opened. There was nothing there but junk e-mail so it
was obviously not an account she had set aside to use
when two-timing me. That was a relief.
I left it until late the following day and when Ann-
Marie was asleep, went back into the account. This
time there was activity. Obviously I couldn't open new
mail but I could read the rest of her inbox and she
and Rick had been messaging back and forth. Reading
between the lines, Ann-Marie had been drunk and when
Rick went to the rear car park of the pub for a smoke,
she has joined him for fresh air. One thing led to
another and he and she had ended up behind an outhouse
fucking. In his excitement he had pulled out and cum
all over her panties. He had asked for and been given
them as a souvenir. My cock was hard again and when I
saw that one of his messages had picture attachments
it strained even more.
Opening it I saw a guy who was as far from Ann-Marie's
type as it was possible to be. He looked to be over
40, short and muscularly built. He had a cropped hair
cut, broken nose, and tattoos on his arms and
shoulders. The picture looked as though it had been
taken on a beach holiday. The guy was solidly built
but rough looking. The next picture showed a cock and
balls. What a cock! It was difficult to assess but I
would have put it at 9 inches at least using the hand
holding it to compare. The answering e-mail from Ann-
Marie seemed to confirm this as she commented on how
difficult it had been to take it but how fulfilling it
was to be fucked by him.
I now had the means to monitor the relationship, if
that's what it was going to be. I saved the pics in a
folder and locked them away. Ann-Marie and the kids
used the laptop whereas I used the desktop but I still
wasn't taking any risks.
At the end of his message he asked her for a clothed
and naked picture of her. I knew that the only naked
pics of Ann-Marie were the ones I had taken while she
was asleep and she didn't know they existed so this
was going to be interesting.
Over the following week there were a number of e-mails
and the ones from Rick were trying to push Ann-Marie
further than I would have dared. She said she was
trying to get a pic of herself but he started to ask
if she liked outdoor sex, if she had ever had a
threesome, what did she think of dogging? Now these
subjects when mentioned by me, were shot down in
flames but here we had some ageing sailor boy offering
her the opportunity to be a slut and she was panting
like a dog!
I worked out that his leave finished the following
Tuesday which left Ann-Marie 6 days if she wanted
fucked again. The trouble is, if she was getting
fucked I wanted to try and see it and I had no idea
how, especially with kids to worry about. The answer
appeared in the morning newspaper. "Tickets still
available for ELO at Glasgow's SECC (Conference
Centre)."
"Would you mind if I went on Saturday with two of the
guys from work? One doesn't drink so he could drive.
It would mean I wouldn't be home till after midnight.
Would you be OK looking after the kids?"
She was nodding like a little dog.
"What a great idea. You go and have a good time. I
might even send the kids to mum and dad and take a
night off work to go out with Lucy," she said
enthusiastically.
I had a partial plan. I wasn't going to see the
Electric Light Orchestra, I was going to muck around
with the blinds in the bedroom to allow anyone, namely
me, crawling around in the dark, back garden to see
into the bedroom and any action going on. I knew that
Ann-Marie hated sex in the dark so hoped that she
would get her way.
On the Thursday before the Saturday after she had had
a bath she donned a skimpy little bikini she hadn't
worn for some time.
"How do I look?" she said.
"Stunning," was my honest answer.
"Take some pictures of me," she said. "I won't be slim
and attractive for ever so it would be nice to have
some."
I knew where this was going to get the camera and
snapped away catching her in provocative poses. I knew
she was going to ask about nude ones so I asked if she
would like some taken.
She pouted and said," Dare I?"
I went through the pantomime of persuading her knowing
full well she wanted them taken. I made sure the
pictures I took left nothing to the imagination. Full
nude standing, partially covered, lying on the bed
with crotch fully exposed, close up of her vagina, her
arse while kneeling doggy-fashion. By the time I had
finished I was stripped to my briefs and hard. I
kissed her and she was obviously quite hot too as she
responded and we ended up fucking. I took some pics of
that too. Both of us in the mirror, shots looking down
as I entered her and when I came, I made sure I shot
across her cunt and photographed my cum over her pubic
hair and belly.
"I'll put them on a USB and keep them in our drawer,"
I said knowing full well a copy would be in my new
secret folder.
I hadn't really made a plan for the Saturday night. I
knew that if Ann-Marie was going to do anything with
Rick, it would either have to be outside or at our
place as he was staying with Lucy and her brother then
taking her there would be out of the question. An
ideal scenario would have been to leave the webcam
running and record it but that wasn't feasible both
technically and due to the position of the computer.
Eventually I worked out that if she did bring him back
there was only two places they would have sex, in the
lounge or in our bedroom as there was no way she would
do it in the kids' rooms. The lounge faced the street
but had a small side window on the side footpath and
the bedroom was to the rear. I had to somehow stop the
curtains or blinds being fully closed.
When Ann-Marie was out I managed to get the blind on
the side window to stop about an inch from the window
ledge. I then played around with the bedroom curtains,
pulling in the cords slightly to make them narrower so
they wouldn't fully meet in the middle. The back
window wasn't overlooked by neighbours so I felt
confident that this wouldn't worry Ann-Marie too much.
My intention was to wave goodbye and then return
through the back gardens to hide in our shed waiting
for the lovers to meet. This, of course was all
speculation but I was so horny I was prepared to take
any gamble just to see them together.
I kept monitoring e-mails and sure enough he was sent
a photo of her clothed and then nude. He, in turn sent
one of him cumming on his chest. He seemed to cum
quite copiously and my cock was beginning to ache as
it was so hard most of the time. She was to meet him
at the small row of shops nearby at 6.30pm and bring
him back. I therefore planned to watch her go and then
slip into the back garden and my hiding place in the
shed. It was dark and the garden had little light so I
felt sure I would have peace to watch.
On the Saturday everything went like clockwork. I said
my farewells at around 5.30pm and popped to the local
for a quick drink and a snack, returning by another
route and waiting until I saw her leave. I slipped up
our footpath and waited in the dark with the shed door
slightly open in case she decided to enter by the back
door. I heard the voices and then the front door close
and I quickly took my place at the side window and
waited. It took a few moments before I saw him lead
her into the lounge by the hand. This guy was NOT her
type at all. He was rough looking and quite casually
dressed with old looking jeans and a t-shirt. He took
her face in his big hands and kissed her quite roughly
on the lips, his tongue visible entering her mouth.
With no courtesy at all he started to strip her of her
top and unclipped her bra. She stood passively as he
stripped her to the waist. He kissed her nipples,
lifting each breast in a hand. His hands looked rough.
He then took off her skirt and pulled off her panties,
lifting them to his nose and inhaling them before
discarding them. He made her walk up and down as he
stood fully dressed watching her. He then beckoned her
over and as she stood, he took his finger and slid it
into her cunt and roughly finger-fucked her. It seemed
to hurt her as her face screwed up but she made no
move to pull back.
My position allowed me only to see part of this action
as they stood over by our sofa and Ann-Marie was just
in my line of vision. He then turned her around and
bent her over. He opened her buttocks and kissed them,
then licked his finger and slowly pushed it into her
arse. We had never done that! He turned her back
around and kissed her again. When she made an attempt
to undo his flies he smacked her hand away and held
her to his clothed body kissing her roughly, his lips
tracing all over her face and neck and down to her
breasts. My cock was in my hand.
He started talking to her and pointed to the kitchen.
Ann-Marie went through and came back with two bottles
of lager. He drank from his and she from hers while he
ogled her naked body. Ann-Marie seemed to enjoy it. He
then took her hand and pulled her towards one of the
girl's bedrooms but she shook her head and the went
into our bedroom.
I almost kicked a flowerpot over in my enthusiasm to
get to the bedroom window and hoped I still had a
view. The way the curtain had been set it was closed
quite tightly at the top but splayed as it came to
rest on the window ledge and it was that small gap I
hope to see through. My view was straight up the
double bed though I had to stoop slightly to see
properly.
Ann-Marie was pushed back on the bed and he laid the
bottle down and opened her legs to allow access to her
cunt. His mouth pushed into her and I saw her gasp. He
had stubble on his face, something I was never allowed
when performing oral sex as she said it chafed her.
When he pulled back I could see the wet saliva around
her shaved pubic area. He then stood up and pulled off
his t-shirt.
His body was muscular and tattooed. There were tattoos
on his arms, across his shoulders and down his front
and back to about half-way. He unclipped his jeans and
dropped them, kicking off his shoes and stepping out
of them. He now stood in plain white briefs with his
back to me. He crawled on to the bed and pushed the
crotch of his briefs in Ann-Marie 's face and though
she was obstructed by his back I could see she was
sucking him through them. She seemed besotted by this
guy.
The briefs were slipped off and a well-shaped arse
came into view. He stood and turned to put his briefs
away and I caught my first glimpse of the object of
Ann-Marie's lust. A massive thick cock easily about 9
inches long, stuck straight out from his body. His
testicles were small by comparison and hung low
beneath it. His pubic hair was trimmed short and he
had foreskin which slid back revealing an angry head
with a wide piss slit. I could see liquid at the head.
Ann-Marie quickly stood and knelt at his feet gripping
his cock firmly and placing her mouth over the head.
She pulled back his foreskin and started to suck him,
her eyes closed in ecstasy. I re-opened my jeans and
exposed my throbbing cock as I watched my beloved
worshipping another man's cock.
He took his cock and started to slap it back and forth
across her face rubbing the glans over her nose. His
juices were flowing and I could see the mixture of
saliva and pre-cum smearing over Ann-Marie's face. She
moved under to lick his balls and then he did
something odd in that he turned around and offered his
arse to her.
She hesitated only for a moment before digging her
tongue into him. His arse was only slightly hairy and
as he bent forward he opened the cheeks to give her
access. At that moment in time I wanted to be doing it
rather than Ann-Marie. I would have given anything to
be lying on that bed with both of them, his big cock
being offered to me as well as her.
He lifted her under the arms and laid her back on the
bed. He opened her legs wide and positioned himself
for fucking. Ann-Marie was like a rag doll and moved
wherever he laid her. Her cunt was gaping and ready
and though he had his back to me, her legs were high
enough in the air that I realised I would see him
enter her. He pushed the massive head against her
entrance and met some resistance but persevered and
his cock slid in surprisingly easily considering its
size.
I noticed no condom which I was amazed at. I knew Ann-
Marie was on the pill but he was a sailor after all.
He started to fuck her in that position but soon moved
around behind and I had an amazing view as she faced
me with him behind her and I saw the full length of
his cock slide out and then into her. His balls
slapped against her cunt which looked stretched wide.
How I ached to lick those stretched cunt lips as he
fucked her.
He was gripping her shoulders for purchase and
hammering his cock into her. I could actually hear her
groans of pleasure from outside. This guy was fucking
like a wild animal. He pulled out and lifted into a
doggy position and quickly slid his cock straight back
in. This time he gripped her hips and started to
hammer into her. This wasn't making love. This was
pure animal fucking.
He hardly kissed her or showed any affection at all. I
was wanking like a mad creature as I watched this
spectacle. Suddenly he pulled his cock out and aimed
it on Ann-Marie's gaping cunt. He spurted at least 6
times and there was cum over her pubic area and
running down between her legs on to the bed cover. He
stuck his cock back into her and gave a few more
thrusts as his cock dwindled. I had an urge to put my
tongue into Ann-Marie and taste the spunk as it ran
out.
He stood up and pulled on his clothes leaving her
lying there. Ann-Marie dressed herself and they walked
back towards the lounge. A few minutes later she was
drinking wine and he was drinking beer as they talked.
I couldn't make much out. I looked at my watch and it
was just after 8 pm. Still a long time until I was
"due home."
I crawled back to the shed and popped open a
previously stashed beer, one eye on the window and one
of the door. At around 9.00 pm I ventured over again
and found the lounge empty. I dashed to the back
window and again found Ann-Marie on her knees, sucking
his cock. He was brick hard again. She was stripped
from the waist down and fingering herself as his
enormous cock stuck straight in her mouth without any
help or support. It looked enormous.
She sucked steadily, with some help from him,
occasionally stroking it and slapping it around her
face. Ann-Marie seemed happy with the situation and
within about 5 minutes he held her head back and
spurted on her face. His load, again was copious, at
least 5 shots straight across her. This man was an
animal.
I realised I hadn't cum. I had mixed emotions and my
heart was racing. I was sexually excited, I was angry
and I was jealous. The jealousy was partly that my
wife was two-timing me and partly because I wanted to
be there.
This time, he left after about 10 minutes and looking
through the window, I saw Ann-Marie tidying away all
the evidence. She changed into nightclothes and
finished her bottle of wine before switching on the
television and opening a second bottle. I saw a
possible opportunity for later and decided not to wank
myself off just yet.
I slipped down the path and headed for the pub to have
a few drinks before heading home. Surprisingly, Ricky
was there chatting to Lucy's brother Dave.
"Amazing shag she was. My cock's aching I shagged her
so hard," he was saying.
"Do I know her?" said Dave.
"Probably but I can't tell you because she's married."
"You dirty bastard," said Dave. "Any chance of me
getting in on it? Wouldn't mind a good gang bang."
"We'll see," said Rick. "It's early days yet. Wait
till I'm next on leave. This one's a right hungry slut
and I think she's going to be up for anything once
I've finished with her.
They were grooming my wife as a slut and she had no
idea. I couldn't let this happen, could I?
My cock was stiff!
At midnight I opened the door. The house was in
darkness but the television was on in the bedroom. I
went through and Ann-Marie was sprawled over the bed.
The empty wine bottle was on the floor and the empty
glass on the bedside table. Her short nightdress had
ridden up exposing her cunt. I stripped off and went
over to try to waken her but drew a blank. When she
drank too much she became comatose.
I bent over and examined her cunt. I gently prised
open the red, slightly inflamed lips and stroked my
fingers over her labia. It was damp and when I
withdrew them a string of cum came out. I took my cock
in my hand as I licked the cum off my fingers and
wanked myself. I leaned over and pushed the head into
her, collecting cum around my cock. As I stroked I
fired off a load of cum that would have made even Rick
jealous. It fired into her cunt and immediately it ran
out between her legs.
I mopped her up and lifted her legs into the bed,
covering her before climbing in, wondering where we
were heading from here on! Rick was away, I assumed
for a few months so I had some time to monitor and see
where this was going.
=- Part 2 =-
The morning after, Ann-Marie was very coy. She
flustered about where she had been the previous night
and kept changing the subject to see how I had enjoyed
the concert I hadn't been at. Both of us were lying.
Her e-mail account was quite busy for the next few
days as Rick tried unsuccessfully to see her again
before going back to his ship. His comments on the
night were very explicit and she responded with an
equal zeal about how his cock filled her and how much
she had enjoyed it.
Within a few days he was gone. There were a few more
e-mails, and then around four from her weren't
answered. I wondered if that was it! In one way I
hoped it was but on the other hand, my cock was red
raw from the wanking I had done over the last week,
the images of her wild sex imprinted on my mind.
Gradually we settled back into family life. The kids
went to school, I went to work and Ann-Marie did the
bar. There were e-mails from Rick but they were less
sexual as he talked about life on board with no women.
In one e-mail she asked him what he had done for
onshore sex before he met her and he said he had used
casual dating/dogging sites, mentioning one in
particular. It was a free or premium member site so I
made up a free profile and joined. It took some
searching as I wasn't sure how he would still be
advertising but under "Navalhorndog" I was sure I had
found him. Interestingly he was looking for Females,
Couples, Males, TV's and even Male Couples. A pretty
broad spectrum of sex. I sent a message saying I was a
married guy getting nothing from my wife who wanted
some MM fun and more. I attached a few pics I had
taken with the help of the bathroom mirror and my
digital camera.
He answered two days later.
"Do you take cock?"
"Yes," I lied.
"Do you like group sex, either MMF or MMM?"
"Yes," I again lied.
"I would love to fuck you in front of your wife," he
said.
We developed our fantasies and I asked him if he had a
wife or girlfriend.
"I'm fucking a slut in your neck of the woods. I
wouldn't mind fucking you and then going around and
fucking her. Even better, we could both fuck her."
"If only," I thought.
So we agreed we might meet up when he was next back
and the communication dropped back to one or two a
month. His correspondence with Ann-Marie wasn't a lot
more, perhaps once a week and pretty passive by his
previous standards.
My mind was in overdrive though. He was bisexual,
wanted to fuck me, wanted to have a group session with
Ann-Marie and even wanted me to fuck her. This was a
little out of my control and I had no idea how to
bring it back. I actually fancied having sexual
contact with Rick. I wanted to actually feel the cock
that fucked my wife in my hands and if I was really
honest, inside me too. I had no idea if that was
something I could ever physically do!
At night I rolled ideas in my head, I fantasised about
situations and I wanked a lot. I had a mad idea. What
if I could film her?
I thought about the webcam but once again that wasn't
going to work. I found out about those little spy cams
that hide inside burglar alarms and tissue boxes but
from what I could gather, though they weren't
expensive as such, the quality was crap. I found a
camera, base model at £400.00 which was "used by
television companies for secret filming. It could be
worn about the body or stashed in a room and worked
off mains or battery. Storing on an SDcard, the
resultant footage could be edited and stored. It also
was in HD and had sound. How could I spend £400.00? I
also needed a credit card.
One day it came in a flash. I acquired a pre-pay
credit card. Now all I needed was £400.00 without Ann-
Marie finding out. I ran a few little tricks first.
"My external hard drive is playing up dear, I need it
repaired!"
I wasn't even sure they could be repaired but that
allowed £110.00 out of the account. I then lied about
how much money I received for my birthday and managed
another £80.00. Almost half way there. So it went on
until I had £400.00 stashed in my room. I paid it into
my card, bought the camera and had it sent to work.
While all this was going on, I had been secretly using
Ann-Marie's favourite dildo. She didn't use it much as
far as I knew and it was a regular size but with some
careful insertion I had managed to cum with it inside
me. At the beginning it was really painful but I read
that if you relax and don't push against it, the
insertion becomes easier. With an almost daily
fucking, I could almost slide it in with no effort.
Better still I was discovering sensations I didn't
know I could.
The camera kit arrived and it took three days before I
could get some "me" time to play with the kit. There
was a small recorder (just bigger than a packet of
cigarettes), a tiny camera wired to it, then more
wires to a tiny microphone. The rest was for plugging
into mains or recharging. I had to work out where to
put it and hide the pinhole camera. In the bedroom we
had a large television on a small stand. The base was
hollow and I could just squeeze the camera inside,
taking the wire down to the plug behind the drawer
unit the television stood on.
The camera was gently stuck on the front of the
television and a fake screw head on the front made the
little silver square look as though it was part of the
TV. The mike was stuck just behind the screen. I
tested it and it looked great. The quality was
excellent. It recorded in continuous 15 minute bursts
which I would be able to merge once I got the session
recorded. Satisfied, I dismantled it until needed.
While all this was going on, the kids were going to
school, I was going to work, Ann Marie was doing her
three days in the bar, parents were visiting and we
were shagging from time to time, my head full of
fantasies. Life went on.
Rick sent her an e-mail every couple of weeks telling
her how much he wanted her hot cunt and I was telling
him my wife didn't understand me and he was telling me
he could satisfy her. I collected a few more pics of
him and sent him more of me. When I had a moment
spare, I used my wife's dildo with lubricant to insert
into my hole. It hurt like fuck and it wasn't even a
particularly big one. Whenever I could, I kept trying.
I could get it in but couldn't understand the
enjoyment guys got from being fucked.
One Saturday when Ann-Marie had taken the kids over to
Edinburgh and the shops, I cleaned myself, then
lubricated my bum with my fingers, gently easing them
in and working them in and out while I wanked. After
an hour, I took the dildo and lubricated it well and
started to insert it. I pushed and pulled all while
wanking and realised the whole dildo was in me. I kept
it there and enjoyed the full feeling it gave while I
stroked my cock to the edge. I then pulled it back out
and in again and to my surprise, I shot a load of cum
over my belly without touching my cock. The feeling
was almost like an internal orgasm. I was getting
somewhere!
Rick was starting to talk about his next "home" visit
in two months. He was again staying with Lucy and her
brother Dave, thankfully. That meant his sex with Ann-
Marie had to be at our place or up against a wall
somewhere. Sex with me would be more awkward as I
couldn't bring him back to the house. By now I felt I
might manage a cock should the opportunity arise.
When a guy approached me on the site wanting me to go
to his place to be fucked I accepted. I was nervous as
Hell. I told Ann-Marie I had been asked to fill in on
a darts tournament with the guys at work as someone
had dropped out. I took the car up to visit the guy in
Dundee, which I figured was far enough away. He was
younger than I expected, probably in his early
twenties, and gave a slightly effeminate air. His hair
was blonde, his eyes blue and his body very slim,
almost skinny. I couldn't believe that me, a well-
built straight guy was about to let this camp waif
stick his cock in me.
He was very passive from the beginning, even allowing
nervous me to take the lead. Soon we were naked, His
body was hairless apart from a blonde pubic patch. His
cock looked to be about 6 inches and uncut. He took my
cock in his mouth and my wavering erection soon rose
to full mast. My 7 inches looked impressive in his
mouth. Somehow his slight effeminacy made it a bit
more erotic for me. He sucked well and when he raised
himself to kiss me fully on the mouth I was slightly
shocked but felt I had to go through with the whole
session.
His delicate fingers were probing my arsehole. He
lubed them well and I lifted my legs to allow access.
One, two and then three fingers went into me. The
lubricant was cold and sensual against my skin. Soon
it was time. He lifted my legs and held them back with
his arms and faced me as his condom clad cock slowly
pushed against my hole. He was gentle and only the
head was pushed in. I felt the ring stretch. He pushed
in a little then back and in a little more. After
about 15 minutes I asked how much was in me and was
pleased when he told me he was up to the hilt. He
started to fuck!
He held my cock stroking it up and down as he fucked
me. There was no pain, just a full feeling and the
sensation in my cock was easily helping. He then
opened a small bottle and told me to sniff. I did. My
head warmed and feeling of euphoria filled me.
Suddenly I wanted fucked to oblivion and told him so.
He obliged.
He rolled me over in the doggy position and while I
took another hit of poppers he fucked me royally. His
hands held my hips and he hammered into me. I wanted
more, even more than he had. His breathing rose and he
grunted in time to his fucking. I knew he was going to
cum in me. I took my cock in my hand and with just a
couple of strokes, fired my cum over his bedspread as
his load emptied into my arse. Again that weird
sensation came over me, almost like a second orgasm. I
was sweaty and hot but satisfied. I had cheated on my
wife so she was only one up on me now.
Ray, the guy who's cock had just been inside me asked
me to come back some time. He told me he had a couple
of friends who would love to fuck a guy as willing as
I was! He didn't realise he had just taken my
virginity. I was slightly nervous and confused as I
had done what I did to reach another conclusion, that
of getting Rick's cock in me.
I felt ready. I knew I could take a cock in me, I had
a camera which would record any sessions with Ann-
Marie and I had control over her plans. I was waiting
for Rick, and so was Ann-Marie.
Rick returned on a Monday. I made sure Ann-Marie had
no time to meet him as I wanted to meet him first. I
knew he would probably go to the pub on the night she
was working but she would have little time to do
anything without me being suspicious. He messaged me
and asked what I was doing on the Wednesday. I told
him I could only manage Friday or Saturday (when Ann-
Marie was working and I could leave the kids with a
set of parents without worrying about school). He
asked if I had a place, which I gave a negative answer
to then he announced he had somewhere to go.
We arranged to meet near a theatre in town on the
Friday and I spent two hours getting ready, making
sure I had condoms and some KY jelly as I knew he
wasn't the type to be prepared. I was shaking as I
waited.
"Jim?" I heard the voice say and I was face to face
with him.
"Oh Hi, good to meet you at last," I said.
"You might not say that once my cock's been up your
arse," he said gruffly, gripping his crotch as he said
it.
This was not the most pleasant man. He was selfish,
self-opinionated and fucking my wife. Then I
remembered that that was the reason I was sexually
attracted to him. We set off and before long I
realised we were heading for Lucy's place.
"It's a friend's house, "he said. "She and her brother
are at a family function of some sort and they think
I'm bringing a girl back."
It was odd going into the house I knew, as a stranger
and I was thankful there was little chance of Lucy or
Dave finding me. I felt sure Rick didn't want this
side of his sex life made public so felt safe. I was
shaking with a mixture of fear and excitement. I
actually didn't fancy this guy one bit. My sexual
excitement was being driven by the fact that this guy
was dominating and fucking my wife and also
humiliating me by talking about her as a slut to
others. Now he was going to humiliate me even more by
fucking me too and I wanted him to, more than
anything.
Inside the house there was little foreplay.
"Do you need to shower?" he asked.
"No I cleaned myself earlier."
He started to strip and the familiar tattoos came into
view. He had a stocky, muscular body and short, almost
shaved head. He stripped quickly to his white boxer
briefs and came across to help strip me. He took
everything off me including my underwear and left me
standing with a semi-erect cock in front of him.
"Not bad for a straight boy," he said. "Come here and
suck my cock!"
I walked across and knelt in front of him. Pulling his
underwear down his erect cock sprung up and hit my
face. He giggled.
"Suck the fucking thing then. You're obviously are a
virgin aren't you?"
I put his cock in my mouth and though it was clean
there was a muskiness about it reminding me of my
childhood experiences. I gripped the thick rod and
cupped my hands under his balls. My own cock sprung
into life as my brain processed the fact that this
large slab of meat had brought my wife to orgasm three
times and had pumped its cargo inside her. I had
already tasted his seed, albeit reconstituted from her
panties. My heart was thumping and blood was rushing
to my head making my ears block. My cock was throbbing
and I started to suck him like a hungry animal.
"Hey slow down or you're going to get a mouthful of
cum!" he said.
I stopped and he brusquely put his hands under my
armpits and lifted me, pushing me down on the bed. My
legs were lifted and he pushed his tongue into my
arse. The sensation was electric. Having been training
my hole to accept objects, I had also sensitised it
and was experiencing pleasures from there, which were
being heightened by the invasion of his tongue. As he
rimmed me, his rough hands gripped my cock and rubbed
it up and down. His mouth moved up and he engulfed my
cock in one go, taking its entire length in his mouth
until he gagged. I was gasping like a bitch in heat,
which surely I was!
He stood and sat astride me his heavy dick lying on
top of mine and I looked up at this uncouth creature
as his large hands encircled both cocks as he stroked
them, our balls banging together underneath as he
carefully timed his strokes until I was ready to cum.
As I was just about to stop him, he would slow and
wait before doing it all over again. Next he leaned
down until his face was in front of mine and he
pressed his mouth to mine, his tongue delving into my
mouth and exploring wildly while inside. Strangely I
had prepared for sex with this man but not kissing
him. Initially I reacted but his forcefulness ensured
my mouth did not escape.
The more I struggled the harder he kissed, his hands
stroking my cock as he did so. Again he sensed I was
cumming and stopped instantly.
"Not yet you bastard," he said. "I have a few more
tricks before you're going home!"
He stood up and looked at my slim body, I felt
slightly helpless lying there with this powerful man
above me.
"You bring lube?" he asked.
"My jacket pocket," I said.
He reached in and pulled out the tube of KY jelly and
condoms.
"You really DO want fucked don't you?" he said.
I nodded.
He lifted both of my legs in one hand and smeared the
KY on to my bottom his finger pressing inside me. I
had the familiar feeling of fullness as his finger
slid in and out of my arsehole. More jelly was applied
and he worked in and out of me. It felt good.
"My you have been practising," he said. "That's three
fingers in you!"
I felt full but hadn't ever managed three big fingers.
I hoped he would stop there and thankfully he did. He
ripped open a condom and stretched it over his cock.
The latex covering made it look even larger. His cock
was lubricated and he took a leg in each hand leaving
me in a "V" position while he moved to an angle for
entry. His cock was at my hole. No hands holding it,
just hard flesh pressing against my anus. He pushed
and little happened. He pushed again, more firmly and
with a plopping sensation the head slid in.
"Take it easy, please," I begged.
In fairness, he did. His cock slid in an inch at a
time until my whole being was centred on the large
presence inside my body. Again my thought went to Ann-
Marie and I wondered if this is how she felt when he
skewered her with his large cock. I was so excited and
he started to fuck me. Here I was being fucked in the
arse by a man and the thought making me excited was of
Ann-Marie being fucked. What sort of queer did that
make me?
He was now hammering his cock in my hole, pulling back
until it almost came put them pushing straight back
in, the whole 9 inches stretching me until his body
was stopped by my buttocks. I gripped my own cock
stroking it to the edge and stopping while I was being
fucked. He rolled me over, doggy fashion and started
to fuck me really seriously, pummelling my bottom, is
hand underneath stroking my balls and cock as he did
so. The fucking was relentless and lasted around 15
minutes. Just as I was about to tell him my hole could
take no more, he spoke.
"Right bitch, here it comes," he said followed by a
roaring as his cum fired into the condom.
I could feel the veins pulsing in my arse as he shot
his wad into me. He them collapsed on top of me and
pulled the condom out. I looked at it and the amount
of cum seemed about twice what I could produce. I was
about to bring myself off when he surprised me by
engulfing my stiff cock with his mouth and then
holding it with his right hand, wanked and sucked me
at the same time.
"I'm going to cum Rick," I said.
He kept going and took my full load in his mouth and
quite a load it was. In fairness he spat it out in a
tissue afterwards and I wondered if I would have been
able to swallow his. I wasn't sure.
We dressed and talked. I needed to be careful but I
figured that if Ann-Marie talked about her husband
Jim, it was a common enough name not to raise any
suspicions. He asked my wife's name and I had to lie
and call her Rose. It was the first thing that came
into my head while looking at a vase of flowers in
front of me.
He asked about her acceptance of extra sex and I
truthfully said I had tried but she wasn't for doing
anything.
"I'll do you a favour then Jim," he said. "I'm fucking
some poor bastard's wife and she'll do anything for
this."
He looked down at his soft, but still substantial
cock.
"I'm going to let you fuck her!"
I spluttered.
"How do you know she'll let me?" I asked.
"She'd fucking better if she wants my cock again," he
said.
I was panicking now as there was no way she could know
I knew Rick.
"I might know her though," I said thinking as quickly
as I could.
"You probably do, as she's barmaid in town. Actually
there's little chance she's going to lie on a bed and
let some guy fuck her other than me but I have a plan.
I'm going to talk her into dogging."
"Dogging?"
"Yeh, you know. I take her to some wooded area at
night and arrange for a bunch of guys to fuck her one
after the other. I've always wanted to get some bitch
I knew to do that. One of my fantasies it to fuck
warm, well used pussy and this one's going to give me
my fantasy."
My cock was filling with blood as I thought of the
possibility. Could it actually happen?
"I'm seeing her this weekend so I'll leave a message
when it's sorted out. I already have a couple of guys
who want to fuck her."
I walked home with a slight limp as my arse was sore
but it had been an ultimate for me. I have been fucked
and had two-timed my wife with the same person she
had!
Now to plan Ann-Marie's session with him.
-= Part 3 =-
"I'll only be away for one afternoon darling and I'll
be back around the usual time anyway."
"Oh Jim, these training courses seem to get more
frequent. I'll miss you!"
You know I almost believed her but I could hear her
cunt twitching from where I was standing. She was
dripping thinking of his cock going in her while I was
out of the way. The good thing about this time is that
I really would be out of the way. I just hoped the sex
would take place where it did last time or I was going
to be pretty disappointed.
There was no training course on the Monday. I would
just be at work as usual but I wanted her to think I
was out of town then she would feel safe bringing Rick
back to the house. The kids were in school from 9.00am
until 3.00pm so she would figure she had six safe
shagging hours and I had a 64GB SD card waiting to
record the whole session in HD. With the camera
plugged to the mains it extended the 4 hour battery
based recording time to as long as there was memory in
the card I would catch the whole event.
The e-mail to Rick from her was off within one hour of
my announcement and he came back saying how much he
was looking forward to fucking her brains out. I was
looking forward to watching him!
The weekend dragged through. I fucked Ann-Marie on the
Sunday afternoon while the kids were over at my mum
and dad and I was really excited to think that Rick's
big cock would be in there the next day. Ann-Marie
said she might lie in on the Monday but I managed to
persuade her to get up and make my breakfast. This let
me finish setting things up in the bedroom.
The camera was already concealed under the hollow base
of the television, the power cable trailing out looked
quite natural and the little cable to the camera was
secured with a spot of blu-tack as was the mike. I had
tested it and the view looked awesome. It had a slight
"fish-eye" look but took the whole bed area and some
of the surrounds in the field of vision. I nipped back
for breakfast and then, just as I was leaving I
switched it on and hoped no one would look closely
enough to find it.
I struggled to cope with work. I knew he was arriving
at 11-30 and I kept looking at my watch. I had to go
to the toilet at 1.00pm and wank while knowing at that
exact moment he would be fucking her. The afternoon
dragged by and when I arrived home at 6.00pm, Ann-
Marie was happy as hell.
"How did the course go? Not too boring a day? Nice to
have you home."
I went into the room to change and switched off the
camera, quickly taking the SD card out and putting it
in my little office. The bedroom showed no sign of the
action that had taken place earlier. The kids were
acting up and wanting my attention so the evening flew
by just looking after them. By 11.00pm, Ann-Marie
asked if I fancied a little bit of fun. She was
obviously still horny. I agreed.
During sex I made a point of going down between her
legs and licking her. The thought that his cum may
have been there earlier made me as horny as fuck and
it didn't take long until my dick was inside here and
I was fucking her like a wild animal. She had to shut
me up lest the kids heard up. I shot my cum deep into
her and was so exhausted, there was no chance of
looking at the card. In fact the same thing happened
on the next two nights. All I managed to do was to get
the clips transferred to the computer and locked away
then clear the card.
Thursday night she went to work and I assumed Rick
might be there for a drink. She wouldn't have any time
to do serious sex games. I had the evening to myself
provided I could get the kids to bed. The promise of a
little extra game playing time worked and by 8:00 pm
the sounds Super Mario drifted into my room from
there's and I was busy deleting the empty clips to get
to the "arrival" clip. I could hear him arriving off
camera and also heard some giggling from her and a lot
of slurping which I assumed was some kissing going on
in the lounge. It was about 30 minutes before a half-
naked Ann-Marie and a fully dressed Rick came into
view.
As in the past he stripped her naked and then quite
roughly manhandled her on to the bed, almost throwing
her. He knelt across her holding her head in both
hands and kissing her. Every time she tried to touch
him or strip him he brushed her off. He disappeared
off camera and came back with a blindfold which she
willingly allowed him to put around her head. This had
obviously been discussed as she seemed to enjoy it.
Once in place he went to town on her body with his
mouth. He went between her legs, his tongue delving
into her trimmed cunt. He stood and stripped naked and
the piece of man flesh that had been inside my body
only a few short days before, now stood solid and
straight out from him. He was talking.
"Can you imagine if I had brought some of my ship
mates around and you were lying there waiting while
one by one, they fucked you. Six cocks pumping into
your wet and waiting cunt. Six loads of cum spurting
inside you and running out. Then I'd ask you to leave
it in there and get your old man to fuck you later not
knowing that you had six guys cum in you. How would
you like that?
"Oh God Rick, you make me so hot. Please fuck me
soon!"
"Don't worry my sweet, I will. I'm going to fuck you
so hard you won't walk for a couple of days. How about
I blindfold you and take you to a dark field and stand
you against a tree, I invite anyone who want to come
along and fuck you, doing what they want. You will
have no idea who the guys are they won't know who you
are. You'll only be a cheap piece of meat that they
want to fuck."
"Please Rick, keep licking, oh please fuck me!"
"When did your old man last fuck you?"
"Last night!"
"Nice, so his cock was in here last night and mine is
going in tonight. I want you to make him fuck you
tonight again when I've gone. I want his cock to go in
here, not knowing my cum has been dumped there before
him. That would turn me on. Will you do that for me?"
"Yes anything Rick, just fuck me!"
His hands were stretching her open and he was looking
inside her. His fingers playing with her stiff
clitoris and alternating with his tongue. Her back was
arching, pushing herself into his face. He moved up
the bed and started to slap his cock on her face,
before plunging the monster into her mouth. She
grabbed it and sucked hungrily.
"Maybe they won't cum in you. Maybe after they've all
fucked you I'll make them cum on your face and mouth.
How would you like that?
The response was a little muffled with a mouthful of
cock but it seemed like a "Yes."
I didn't know this woman. I was shocked to think that
this was her mother's "little girl" who helped run
jumble sales for the school and chatted to all the
other mothers. She helped the kid's with homework and
shopped weekly at ASDA. Now she had her mouth full of
a stranger's cock discussing being fucked by six men
she didn't know. Who was she and what was this turning
her into? My moment of piousness quickly passed when I
thought of the straight father who had allowed the
same cock in his arse just a few days before. I was
aching to wank but couldn't until I was sure the kids
were asleep.
I popped through to check on them and they were both
out cold. I slipped back to the room and closed the
door, turning up the volume slightly.
As I continued to watch, he slid back down the bed and
gripped his rigid cock as he aligned himself to her
hole. He slid his cock straight in as Ann-Marie gasped
at the aggressive entry. He went right up to the hilt.
I couldn't see the actual entry as the camera angle
showed his arse as he pumped her. He raised her legs a
little more and I could then see his cock sliding into
her accompanied by Ann-Marie's gasps and squeals of
pleasure.
The missionary fucking though giving Ann-Marie a lot
of fun was a little more boring as all I could see was
his arse bobbing up and down. I was glad when he
finally went behind her and leaving her facing the
camera entered her cunt from behind affording me a
grandstand view of his entry and the full length as it
disappeared into her body and out again. Both his
gruff hands gripped her breasts and his lips kissed
her back and shoulders. His fucking was quite
energetic and when he withdrew I could see both of
them sweating.
My cock was in my hand now as I watched.
He draped her legs over the bed and knelt on the floor
to allow his mouth once more to lap up her juices. He
seemed to love the taste. Ann-Marie whimpered as he
did so.
He stood up again and started talking once more.
"I'm going to line up some guys for you and give you
the slutty servicing you want. Are you up for it?"
His finger was rubbing her cunt as he talked and Ann-
Marie just kept gasping and saying over and over
again, "Yes, yes, yes!"
How the hell had he done what I couldn't do. She was
begging for cock like a whore.
He rammed his cock back into her, his lips kissing her
face all over, then sliding his tongue into her
waiting mouth forcefully as he fucked and fucked her.
Her hands were wrapped around him and her nails dug
into his back and he said he was about to cum.
She reached orgasm as I had never heard her before and
as she was climbing down from it, he stopped fucking,
pulled his cock out and fired his cum over her face.
He was a copious cummer and the amount covered the
blindfold, her nose and mouth and she opened it to
receive a full shot straight into her.
"Fucking great and only a sample of what you'll get
next time!" he said as he stood up and walked off
camera, I assumed to the toilet.
Ann-Marie lay there, the cum trickling down her face
as I heard water running and Rick cleaning himself.
He came back and threw a hand towel at her.
"You'd better clean up slut!"
Ann-Marie did as she was told. It was only then he
took the blindfold off.
"That was amazing," she said. "The intensity of the
blindfold and not knowing what was happening next made
me cum like I've never done before."
"You're gonna love the next time!" he said.
They chatted for a while about nothing I didn't
already know and then disappeared from view.
I edited the movie and it went in my secret folder for
future wanking.
I was asleep when Ann-Marie returned from work. The
time was her usual time so obviously she hadn't been
up to any mischief. I just wondered what Rick's next
treat for her was going to be!.
I wouldn't like the reader to think that all this was
guilt free. I had some depressed periods wondering
where this was all going. I wondered if she might
leave me for him, I wondered if she might find me
sexually uninteresting and I also wondered if at some
stage I might go off her for what she was doing. The
trouble was that after a short period of worrying, my
cock would go hard again, my heart would start
pounding and two invisible little horns would grow out
of my head. I was back to being a horny pervert
lusting after seeing my wife being abused.
I monitored her e-mails and they were all about trying
to get some more time together for another session.
Rick's messages to her were much more interesting
though. His subjects constantly referred to "making
her a real slut" and he talked about another guy or
guys being involved. My main fear was that if that
happened, I would lose control and the only thing that
was making this enjoyable to me was being in charge!
A message appeared on my swingers site account from
Rick. "Are you free next Sunday night as I'm going
dogging with some mates."
It was school midterm the following week and I already
realised I was going to have my hands full juggling
the kids and keeping Ann-Marie under control.
Technically on the Sunday afternoon we went to her
parents for lunch. I would have difficulty getting
away from Ann-Marie and the kids so I answered saying
I wasn't sure. He came back saying it was the "slut"
he told me about. He was going to force her to come
along and have sex with strangers in a known doggers
haunt in Kirkcaldy, just a few miles away. I realised
he was talking about Ann-Marie.
I decided to jump in first and told her an old work
mate was asking me to go out on Sunday and would she
mind if she looked after the kids in the evening after
being with her parents. Ann-Marie said that was fine.
Of course the e-mail to her from Rick appeared shortly
afterwards and I knew that put her straight into a
dilemma as she was stuck with the girls and couldn't
then make an excuse to get away. I wanted to see how
keen she was to be the slut he said she was becoming.
Her initial response was one of "I don't know if I
want to do this."
"He came back quite firmly saying, "But I want you to
do this. It means a lot to me."
"How many guys," she asked.
""No more than six," he said, "Unless there are some
strangers lurking around."
"I can't get away," she said.
"Get that impotent husband of yours to baby-sit," he
said.
On and on it went until she told him she had arranged
for the kids to stay at her parents and she would slip
away on the pretense of visiting her friend Lucy. So
she was going through with it.
The plan seemed to be that he had use of a mate's car
and would take Ann-Marie in that. They would park in
the car park for the large public park and walk into a
bushed area which was used from time to time by
doggers. Sunday was a quiet night but he had
personally invited six guys to be there and to take
turns on Ann-Marie. I was one of those men. I had
decided to stay out of the way as a spectator. Though
Ann-Marie would wear a blindfold I didn't want to take
the risk especially if Rick used my name, common
though it is. It meant I could happily be present and
wank my brains out while actually seeing her being
gang-banged. As I thought about it I felt the heat
again and my cock was again straining in my pants.
All Sunday afternoon my mind was elsewhere. Ann-Marie
seemed her normal self at her mothers. The kids had a
great time running around and playing outside in the
Spring-like air. I was just glad it was a dry night as
rain would have scuppered everything The time came to
go and we both drove home without saying too much. She
ran through to shower and change in our bedroom shower
and I wondered just how she would be dressed when she
appeared. I showered in the main bathroom and
deliberately didn't wear any of my after shaves lest
the smell be familiar. I didn't fully dress before
here just in case she somehow recognised my clothes if
all didn't go to plan.
Ann-Marie appeared looking like she was going out for
a drink with a friend. She was simply wearing a pair
of smart jeans and a sweater. Hardly the outfit for
being fucked. I noticed the holdall in her hand.
"Just a few things I promised to let Lucy try on," she
said, her eyes following my gaze. She continued, "I'll
get a cab as I'll be drinking.
Just as well too, as I needed the car to get up to
Kirkcaldy. It hadn't crossed my mind that she might
have asked for it to drive to her rendezvous with
Rick. With a quick kiss on the cheek she was gone.
I pulled on some dark jeans, a dark round neck sweater
and wore a jacket that was also black and had a hood I
could use if required. I took a little torch with me
and, for some reason, a packet of condoms and climbed
into the car heading off to the park with the
intention of being there at least an hour before the
time of the session.
Once more my heart and mind were in conflict. My cock
was hard, I didn't want her to do it, I wanted to see
her do it and I was jealous too. All of this was
racing through my mind and I felt that if I got there
early to see the thing starting I might feel more at
ease than walking in once it was underway. I drove
past the park gates. It had a car park outside and you
could also drive through the gates and park inside but
it wasn't a very big parking area so I just went a few
blocks up and parked in a side street. I sat to let my
heartbeat slow down and looked around me. It was just
after 9.00pm and already it was dark outside.
I left the car trying not to look suspicious in the
quiet streets as I headed for the park. There was
virtually no one around. I walked into the park
following Rick's instructions. There was a clear sky
and a half moon so the temperature, though cool,
wasn't as cold as it could have been. I was able to
see comparatively clearly considering how little light
penetrated the park from the streets.
Soon I saw a guy walking across my path. He looked to
be in his forties, collar turned up and when he saw me
he quickly dashed up a pathway. I kept going towards
the bushes. They were set back from a crossroads in
the pathways, well into the park and were made up of
magnolia and rhododendron. I skirted them and entering
from the opposite side from the most obvious way in
and sat on the bough of a bush to wait.
I could hear one or two sounds as though there were
other people around but no one came into the clearing.
Eventually I heard a clock chiming nine in the
distance and still nothing. By now I was wondering if
I had come to the wrong place when I heard whispering.
I pushed further back into the bushes when I could
just make out two shapes entering the clearing. From
the voices, it was a man and a woman. I assumed Rick
and Ann-Marie had arrived. My eyes were now accustomed
to the dark and though I couldn't see every detail I
could make Ann-Marie out as he pressed her against a
tree trunk growing up in the centre of the clearing.
He put his hand in his pocket and blindfolded her with
a scarf and I was aware she had indeed changed. Though
she had a warmer jacket over it, I recognised the
revealing halter top she had once said she liked when
we went out as it made guys look at here. Her skirt
was a mini too and she looked perfectly in place for a
tart at a dogging site.
Rick was warming her up now, his hands all over her
breasts and I saw him push one hand up her skirt.
"Just the way I like it," he said, "No pants, wet and
waiting."
He was panting as his fingers entered her. He kissed
her in the rough way I had become used to watching.
Gripping her face in his big hands while he forced his
mouth over hers. I was suddenly aware of two more
shapes. One was the guy I had seen earlier and the
other was slightly younger, perhaps about 27 or so. He
seemed quite fit as far as I could make out in the
semi-darkness but I was aware that both men were
wanking.
"Hi guys and welcome. My little tart here is up for
anything so please come in and help yourself," said
Rick when he was aware he had an audience.
The guys moved forward until all three were standing
beside her. I still had a fair view and was wanking
happily myself. The young guy's hand went up her skirt
and fingered her while the older one released her
breasts and started to suck the nipples. Rick
obviously a bit of a voyeur himself was definitely
getting off watching the show. He stroked his cock,
his hand moving in to share that of the young guy
fingering inside her.
"Nice and wet, isn't she?" he said. "Lick her if you
like. She's ready to go."
The guy lifted her skirt and put his mouth to her
cunt, his tongue dipping into Ann-Marie. She was
breathing heavily and whimpering as he did so. I heard
another guy come into the clearing and saw him
approach, cock in hand. I suddenly realised it was
Dave, Lucy's brother!
"Shit," I thought. "He's going to recognise her."
If he did, he didn't let on. I realised that Dave
sometimes wore glasses but not tonight. I wondered if
perhaps his night vision wasn't too good. Whatever, he
was soon on his knees unclasping Ann-Marie's skirt and
dropping it. With her top off, she now stood naked
wearing nothing but a large scarf around her head
which partially covered her face, probably saving her
for being fully recognised. Rick spread a blanket on
the ground and the guys were now going at it. Dave had
her legs open and was licking her cunt, while the
older guy straddled her his cock between her tits and
the young guy at her head his cock aiming for her
mouth.
One more guy appeared. He looked to be a bit on the
rough side, not unlike Rick. He was complete with
shaved head, pierced ears and a stocky body. Apart
from Rick no one spoke.
"Can I fuck her Rick," said Dave.
"She's here for the having," said Rick. "Condoms
though lads."
He handed a condom to Dave and I saw his cock for the
first time. It looked to be about 7 inches long and
uncut. He climbed on top and gently eased his cock
into her.
I could just hear Ann-Marie. "Oh yes fuck me please!"
He did. He was fucking like mad with the other guys
now standing and wanking when I lost my balance and
fell face first out of the bush into the clearing.
"Ah you made it," said Rick. "Join in."
Thankfully Dave had his back to me and was fucking
Ann-Marie for all his worth. If only he knew! I
composed myself after my accidental entrance and stood
slightly behind the stocky guy, hoping that Dave
wouldn't see me when he pulled out. Luck was on my
side though as I heard a grunt from him as he shot his
wad into Ann-Marie. Obviously Dave had little staying
power.
"Jeez, that was good," he said as he pulled his cock
out.
I got a good look at his dick with the condom sagging
full with cum dangling on the end.
"I'll leave you guys to it," he said. "Thanks for the
invite."
Dave was obviously now embarrassed having cum, and was
anxious to make a quick exit. That suited me.
Ann-Marie's legs were being held open exposing her
cunt rather crudely to all and sundry and this proved
to be an invitation to the stocky guy who dropped his
pants revealing a short, thick cock. He ripped open a
condom and after a few strokes knelt between her legs.
With Dave gone I felt more comfortable and moved
closer to watch as this older, complete stranger
fucked my wife.
"Oh yes," said Ann-Marie. "This one's thick!"
That drove the guy on and he started to fuck her with
a vengeance. The young guy and the forty year old were
standing, cock in hand, watching the lewd act. I knelt
down beside Ann-Marie and put my cock in her mouth. I
had to get something else from this. She eagerly
grasped me in her hand and swallowed a third of my
cock, gasping with each thrust from the stocky guy as
she did so.
Rick stood by through all this obviously getting his
kicks from seeing her being abused. His big cock was
in his hand and he wanked as he moved around to get a
better view. With a grunt, stocky guy dumped his load
in her and pulled out, again giving me a great view of
his laden condom sagging as the end of his thick cock.
Rick pulled the condom off the guy and went over to
Ann-Marie, turning it inside out on her face. The cum
trickled down her cheeks running into her mouth
alongside my cock. This almost brought me to a climax
but I felt there was more I could have.
Young guy was now between her legs and I was excited
at the prospect of a young fit looking guy having her.
His cock was a decent size but quite slim. It slid in
easily and she gasped as he plunged into her body. He
held her legs up as he pushed as hard as he could up
to the hilt.
"I'm going to cum," said Ann-Marie.
I knew she could be a noisy cummer and listening to
her trying to stay quiet as she tipped over the edge
was almost funny if it hadn't been so erotic.
The young guy pulled out and looked at me.
"You do her," he said.
I had to don a condom for show purposes as I knelt
between these familiar legs, knowing that three guys
had already fucked her. My cock slid in easily.
"Wow this is a beauty," she said as I started to fuck
her. "Is that you Rick?"
"No," said he from behind, "Just a guy I know."
I leaned fully on top of her, kissing her breasts and
allowing my mouth to travel up to her lips. The taste
of drying cum was on them as I reached her mouth. I
kissed her passionately, my tongue going in deeply.
She resisted a little but soon gave in as my expert
stroking had her gasping again.
Being thought of as "new sex" really turned me on. She
was being fucked my a stranger who was her husband. My
cock was rigid and I was being quite forceful as I
fucked her relentlessly. Her hands went around me and
I felt her grip my buttocks and pushed me deeply into
her as I screwed her. I so wanted her to cum with me
inside her but she hadn't had much time to recover.
Above me I was aware that the three other guys were
now standing close and watching the action. This
turned me on too as I knew I was giving her a better
shag than all the rest put together and I think she
knew it too.
I felt Rick kneel behind me and as I shagged her his
finger entered my arse. He was finger-fucking me as I
fucked my wife, only he didn't know she was. The other
two guys stood over us relentlessly wanking their
cocks. It was quite a shock when the older guy
exploded with a blast of cum which was hot, copious
and forceful. It blasted down on top of my hair and
forehead and landed on the blindfold. The rest hit
Ann-Marie's lips again. The young lad, obviously
thinking things were coming to a head, quite
literally, knelt down and aimed his cock straight at
us. I was about to protest when the cum hit me full in
the face, dripping down again on Ann-Marie. I kept
fucking as I wanted her to orgasm again.
The guys quietly disappeared and I felt Rick's finger
applying lube to me fingering me as I fucked her.
Ann-Marie started to squeal in short breaths as her
climax approached so I moved my position to ensure she
gained maximum pleasure as only I knew how. She came
just as I did, pumping my cum into her. It was the
most amazing orgasm of my life and I felt my very
being drained as I emptied my balls into her.
The euphoria of climax was soon replaced by fear and
guilt and I stood up as Rick said to me, "My turn."
I think Ann-Marie had had enough at that stage as she
started to get up but Rick was having none of it. He
stuck his fat cock into her and started fucking her as
roughly as he had in the past. I slid quietly into the
background and stroked my cock idly as I watched him
close up entering her.
"Take that you slut. You had five cocks in you
tonight. Bet you're cuckolded little husband would
have a heart attack if he knew just what a whore you
are."
He fucked her and she grunted with each thrust until
he dumped his cum in her. I slipped quietly away.
I managed to easily get home and showered before her.
When she climbed into bed at just after midnight I put
my arms around her.
"Not tonight darling, I'm a little tired," she said.
To tell you the truth, so was I!
-= Part 4 =-
I was pleasantly surprised when a couple of days later
she asked Rick who the guy was who had fucked her
prior to him. Rick said it was a friend of his and she
asked if he would bring him along for a threesome. The
response surprised me. He said the guy was a bit of a
faggot and not her type at all. Coming from the guy
who screwed me, I realised that Rick didn't like
competition and was nervous about his gay side coming
out. He had to be in control. When he offered a guy
for a threesome who I realised was Dave, I could see
we were heading into dangerous territory. For the
first time I interjected and deleted his e-mail before
she read it. He didn't bring it up again during the
next few days.
His leave was coming to an end again and I was tiring
of Rick and working out ways of "getting suspicious"
to scare Ann-Marie off when he e-mailed her again to
say he knew this tall black guy who wanted to bang a
white lady. Would she be interested? He said he could
probably organise a flat (Lucy's I assumed) if she
couldn't get the house free. I had to think quickly.
"I would only be gone for the day darling," I said.
"It's just this guy from work is keen to renovate an
old car and a Ford Capri 24 valve has come up in Ayr
and he's asked if I'll go with him to check it out. We
were going on Sunday leaving at around 11.00 and back
by 6.00. We could have a nice night in together when I
get back. The kids don't go back until Tuesday so
maybe your mum could look after them again?"
I think I had covered all the necessary ground to give
her an excuse to set things up. Set it up she did and
once more, the thought of my little Ann-Marie with a
black cock in her got me going. I set up my camera and
left just before 11.00 on the Sunday and went for a
drive, my heart thumping. I pulled into a lay-by and
stroked my cock while thinking about it. The time was
1.30 and I figured she would have a large black dick
inside her as I stroked myself in the car.
The afternoon dragged by and I called her as promised
at around 5.00 to say I would be home soon she sounded
quite calm. When I walked into the house I tried so
hard to smell sex but couldn't. All I could smell was
a meal cooking for us.
"Have a bath and relax darling and I'll get you a
drink," I said assuming she had probably scrubbed
herself before I got home.
"Em, there's no need really," she said.
"I insist," said I, opening a bottle of wine.
"OK," she said as she slipped through to the bathroom.
I offered her the glass of wine as she soaked and
dashed through to take the SD card out of the camera
and copy the files to my computer. Deleting the card
content. I opened my computer and ran as quickly as I
could through the scenes and could see the sex had
happened. The black guy was a stunning 6 feet tall,
well-built hunk and his cock looked massive. I had to
be quick and couldn't really enjoy it the way I wanted
to but I decided to enjoy Ann-Marie myself tonight one
way or the other.
We had our meal and chatted while watching the
television, a rare night for us both without the kids.
I had opened the third bottle of Merlot and we were
getting into it when she passed out.
"Darling," I said, shaking her.
I had a muffled response.
"Let's get you to bed."
I lifted her to the room, and laid her on the bed,
slowly stripping her of her sexy little skirt and t-
shirt. I pulled her panties off and unclipped her bra
until she lay completely naked on the bed. I put the
SD card back into the camera and decided to do a show
for me this time.
Her legs dangled off the bed so I opened her and could
see the redness around her cunt where she had been
well fucked. I dipped my tongue into it and licked
around not sure if I could taste anything other than
Ann-Marie. My tongue loved the redness caused by her
sex and I could even see the mark of a light love
bite on her breast, just small enough to be confused
as a bruise. I lay on her and eased my aching cock
into her cunt sliding in quite easily and gently
fucked her. The fact that I was her third cock that
day excited me.
I was doing quite well but either she wasn't fully
passed out or her cunt was aching too much as she
started to waken saying, "Tomorrow please, not now."
"No" is "no" even from a drunk and I couldn't carry on
so I covered her and quietly slipped through to the
study.
The event on screen started with Ann-Marie walking
into the bedroom completely naked followed by Rick and
the black guy, fully dressed. She showed herself off,
twirling around and held her own tits from below,
cupping them in her hands provocatively.
"I can't wait for a bit of that," said a voice which I
assumed came from the black guy.
He walked over and started to kiss her all over. He
kissed her fully on the mouth, her breasts and
downwards until he reached her cunt.
"My that's one wet pussy," I heard him say.
He stood up in front of her, his back to the camera.
"Take this baby out for me," he said.
I could see the action of unzipping him. She peeled
his jeans down leaving him standing in white t-shirt
and pure white athletic briefs with the "Giorgio
Armani" waistband clearly showing. The black skin
against the white was quite dramatic. Ann-Marie had a
lust in her eyes. She slid the briefs down.
"Holy shit," she said and the edge of a black tube
became just visible against her face.
Her mouth must have gone over the cock as she went
silent and slurped. Rick appeared, having stripped and
stood to one side.
"You weren't joking about the size mate," he said and
I saw his hand reach out of sight, I presumed to grip
the guy's cock.
The guy turned around to face me and I saw and tube of
flesh that looked to be around 10 or 11 inches long
and thick. It was like something out of a porn movie.
He bent over exposing his arse to Ann-Marie and
without any hesitation she started to rim him. This
was all new stuff to me. She was hungry for it licking
and holding him open as she did so. When the guy stood
up again, Rick said something I couldn't make out and
bent forward taking the guy's cock in his mouth.
This didn't seem to faze Ann-Marie at all. Rick sucked
him hungrily until the guy had obviously had enough
and pulled his mouth off it, returning it to Ann-
Marie. She seemed to be ignoring Rick and worshipping
the piece of black meat in front of her, licking its
length and his hairless balls underneath. I had a pang
of jealousy. How I would have loved to share the guy
with her and to watch the action unveiling close up.
He pushed her gently on to the bed and started to lick
the juices from her obviously wet cunt, stretching her
legs wide as he did so. Rick clambered on to the bed
and fed his dick to her. Thankfully he was at her head
facing downwards and allowed the camera to see all the
action. He stroked his cock on her face, rubbing it on
her then pushing it in her mouth. The black guy raised
his head.
"Let me see you fuck her. Get her ready for some real
meat," he said to Rick.
Rick obliged. He lifted Ann-Marie on to the bed at an
angle which thankfully was at 45 degrees to the camera
and allowed me to see his entry. Once more he was
bareback and he roughly stuck his cock into her with
little foreplay. This guy had no finesse. Mind you she
seemed to enjoy "no finesse!"
He fucked like one of these guys in a porn movie, his
cock straight into her, missionary-style. He raised
himself on his hands, pushed his cock in and out and
the sight of his big dick sliding in and out of her
cunt was awesome. Ann-Marie was vocal. She screamed
encouragement to Rick almost begging him to fuck her
anyway he wished. The black guy watched, idly stroking
his long cock. He climbed on to the bed, facing Rick
and lowered his arse on to Ann-Marie's face, sitting
on her mouth. I couldn't see what was actually going
on but the slurping suggested she was dining on his
arsehole again. I definitely needed to get more out of
her sexually from now on!
Rick gripped the guy's cock with his right hand and
stroked him as he fucked. Rick's bisexual side was
definitely coming out of the closet.
"Stop man, or I'll shoot," said the black guy.
Rick stopped but obviously had not been too careful
about his own orgasm as he started to gasp, "I'm
cumming!"
His staccato pumping into Ann-Marie suggested quite a
load was being dumped into her. Rick pulled out and a
trail of cum strung out from her cunt to the tip of
his cock before breaking and dripping on to the bed
cover.
"I just love sloppy seconds," said the black guy as he
stood up.
He made Ann-Marie stand up the climb on to the bed
doggy fashion. He went behind her and positioned his
long rigid weapon at her cunt, pushing in with one
swift move. She gasped as he slid his full length into
her and then started to fuck. She was moaning from the
first thrust. Rick took a back seat and left the black
guy a clear run. He fucked her swift and hard, holding
her hips as he hammered the long cock in and out. He
then threw her over, one leg in the air and continued
from her front allowing me, the viewer, an amazing
shot of the actual entry and her lips stretching
around his black meat. The contrast of black in white
was immediately branded on my memory.
Next, while still holding her, he stood and with one
of Ann-Marie's legs in each hand and facing the camera
with him behind her, he stood holding her in front of
him and pumped the massive brute up into her. Rick's
cum and her own juices were frothing down the full
length of his cock and Ann-Marie climaxed as I had
never heard or seen before. I thought she was having
some kind of seizure as she screamed. The guy's pace
changed and it was obvious his cum was being pumped
into her. As he slowed and his cock withdrew, it
plopped out and cum poured out on to her legs and the
carpet. She dropped to her knees like a rag doll and
at first I thought she was injured until she looked up
at him.
"Awesome!"
They all fussed around showering and getting dressed
and I heard Rick saying, "Now you're a real slut. Just
wait to you see the other guys I have lined up for
you. My mate Dave wants to fuck you and a load of
others."
Ann-Marie's eyes shot open.
"No I can't fuck Dave, he's too... close!"
"You silly bitch, you already have. He fucked you in
the dogging session."
"Shit, did he know me."
"Dunno and don't really care. A slut's a slut!"
Ann-Marie looked really scared. I figured that she had
been enjoyed this dual life but the thought of it
coming into the open frightened her. She was silent
until after they left then she frantically ran around
cleaning up.
I could hear her saying, "Shit, shit, shit," as she
mopped and cleaned the room.
The show was over so I logged into her Hotmail account
and sure enough there was a message to Rick.
"Tonight was fun Rick and I've really enjoyed the
ride, quite literally, but I think the time has come
for this to end. I love my husband and enjoyed the
thrill that meeting you has given me but I can't
afford to run the risk of splitting my marriage. I
hope you will understand and I would like you not to
get in touch again after tonight. Thanks for the fun,
A.M."
"Wow just when I thought I was losing her to all this
exciting sex, she turns back into a kitten!"
I was going to miss the slut she was but I also
realised it would have eventually led to problems so
she was right and, as long as she had no idea I knew,
that would be fine. I was worried though as he was not
returning to sea until after the weekend and she had
to work in the pub before then. I decided I might make
a trip down there just to sit quietly out of sight and
make sure she was OK on the Thursday.
My mum came and looked after the girls for a couple of
hours and I went down and slid into a corner getting
one of the other staff to serve me. I had a couple of
pints and was just going to leave when Rick came in.
Ann-Marie looked shocked, however his body language
didn't look threatening so I just watched. I could
make out that she asked the bar manager for a short
break and took him to a corner of the bar to talk. He
looked moderately resigned to the end of the fun and I
was pleased.
Just at that moment, Ann-Marie looked up and saw me.
Colour drained from her face but she quickly composed
herself and grabbing Rick's arm marched him over to
where I was.
"Hi darling," she said. "This is Rick, one of my
regulars. Rick this is Jim, my husband."
Rick looked at me and this time the colour drained
from his face. He obviously thought that I knew
nothing about Ann-Marie and she knew nothing about his
homosexual encounter with me.
He mumbled a quick greeting and said he had to go,
running out of the door. I smiled and kissed Ann-
Marie.
"Darling," she said, "Do you remember some time back
you said you wanted us to lead a sexually more
interesting life with maybe the odd extra person or
two in it? I think I'm ready to talk!"
They do say every cloud has a silver lining don't
they?
kewtieboy@hotmail.com
www.kewtieboy.blogspot.com
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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