I feel smarter than most wannabes, well smarter than most people,but
in this case, from reading forums like OurHotwives, I realize I'm lucky
that my wife likes to share stories about naughty wives and the like.
We started off reading sexy stories about all kinds of things, but I started
guiding them all to wives who ended up getting seduced or having some
kind of extramarital activity. We'd have a few drinks get in bed and while
sipping away read the stories and when we followed
up with screwing it was a great moment to ask what she liked about it,
what she might change to make it hotter. It was so hot delving into her
sexuality.
It was also a hot time to ask about other men before we were married.
Initially she was reserved about that, but I let her know it was all part of
being her.
Many on the wanabees can't even get their wives to talk about any of
this kind of stuff, which is why i say I'm smarter. There should be
another category -- Nevergonnabe, which would help them face
reality, and yes I would also be in that category, but i realize it.
While she would partake in the story reading, and often answer questions to
some degree, she didn't usually add much on her own without my prompting. I always hoped
to get a fantasy out of her. She never gave any indication she'd like to
try out another man, and I only hinted around at it, using the stories as
my basis and excuse to talk about such things.
That's why I say I'm smart, or lucky, but they also say you make your own luck.
I always quickly retreated when I felt she couldnt believe I might even hint
at wondering if she'd like to try such a thing.
Since Jennifer recently told me a short confession. You know how that does
not happen often with our shy wives about such personal matters.
The stars were in alignment one night recently when she said that she
would be washing our car in the driveway wearing her daisy dukes,
blue jean shorts. A neighbor, who is a few yrs older than us and kind of the
arrogant jerk type, looks at her like he could have her if he wanted, like
she was easy.
Those were her words, She said it like an annoyance, as if, how dare he look at
her that way, but that's what she was saying turned her on.
That's all she said about it. Though even just that much got me hot.
I wish I'd asked for more detail, but we got hot and bothered we went
at it both thinking of her scenario. I whispered a few things while we
went at it, like oh 'he would love to get you'. and i asked if she liked him
checking her out and she moaned yes.
She never said his name, but it had to be Jim who lives catty-corner to us.
While I'm tall and slender, he's a husky guy. We do a few things together
with the neighborhood men, play cards, some golf, and softball. We have
a competitive guy thing, cheer for opposite sports teams, thing is I'm
athletic so though skinny, I win most of the physical games, and don't
do too badly at the cards.
I'm also smart enough not to bring up the sexy stories all the time.(Though
it does take restraint on my part, dang they get me hot) I'll
say you want to have an orgy friday or saturday, which means we get to drink and
read sexy stories and she usually says yes. We'll try to keep our hands
off each other for a few days, or it helps if I've been on a business trip.
I was feeling well entrenched in my Nevergonnabe status and looking forward
to an 'orgy' that night. When Jennifer caught me by surprise.
Saturday afternoon we are getting ready to wash the cars. She comes in through the garage and gets 2 beers. She says, if you want to see your fantasy come true, hide, if not be sitting here when I come back.
Amused at her playfulness, I laugh thinking it's part of our 'orgy' night, but really don't know what she is talking about. I take a peek out the door to the garage and the neighbor, Jim, and she are leaning against the car drinking their beer. He is chatting her up.
I have to catch my breath. Could she really mean something might happen?
My cock got hard at that thought, and proceeded to think for me. I looked about
the living room and picked a closet that would give me a view of the sofa.
I didn't think she would go to the bedroom.
Their voices got louder as they were getting closer to the door. I slipped in the closet.
She retrieved two more beers and they sat on the sofa. She was wearing her daisy
dukes and a light blue blouse, her light brown hair was in a pony tail.
While drinking and talking he put his hand on her knee a few times. Each time leaving
it a little longer. The last time rubbing up and down her thigh. He glanced down her
blouse at her large breasts. Her cheeks were rosy and I could tell they were getting a bit
more red anticipating what could happen.
He moved to kiss her, but she turned away. He continued on to kiss her neck and then
up to her cheek. Soon they were necking. HIs hand went up to her breasts and was
rubbing them through her blouse, all the while trying to unfasten a button.
I once asked her if any guy that had felt her breasts, didn't get between her legs,
she had said No.
His hand dropped down between her legs and rubbed her. Her thighs parted
a bit, enjoying the contact. He pushed a hand into her blouse and
up under her bra. She let out a sigh as he kissed her neck again, her big hazel eyes
were half closed as her tits were getting rubbed just as she liked them to be.
They slumped together onto the sofa, her blouse and bra were completely up exposing
her big tits. He sucked on them while his hand went down the front of her shorts,
Jim was going all over her rubbing and sucking, getting a fill of all that he had watched
from being a neighbor. He unbuttoned and pulled her shorts down her long legs. With
her white panties still on, it gave her a sexy, vulnerable look. Her daisy dukes were on the
floor.
He pulled her blouse and bra over her head. This took a little cooperation from her, which
she gave. He stood up and took off his shirt. His hairy chest did make me feel like
he had something on me. He yanked his shorts down stepping out of them. She looked
at his crotch while he stood there, showing off. She bit her lower lip a bit showing me
she approved of the hard cock sticking straight out.
He laid on top of her, rubbing his whole body against hers, the hairy chest against her
tits and his cock against her panties. Her hand reached between them and she jerked
on his cock while tongues connected. He started pulling her panties down, but
paused waiting for her agreement, she lifted her hips as he pulled then off one foot
then the other.
He put one of her feet on the back of the sofa and one on the floor. She was laying
totally naked, legs apart as he climbed between them.
Sure my cock was hard as a rock but I wanted to yell she's letting you do this you know!
He thought Jennifer was just an easy lay, some slut he could walk across the street and fuck
while I wasnt home.
He ran his cock head up and down her slit while he looked down at her spread eagled.
The wetness of her pussy told him how bad she wanted it and he knew he had much more
experience than her husband at making her squirm for it.
After reading a sexy story in bed together, I once asked her if she had to choose would she like longer or thicker?
She replied with a smile - both. She was going to get it.
Jim pushed his cock into her pussy, as he leaned back to watch the effect, her hips bucked
for more and her cheeks were blushing as rosy as I've ever seen them.
Leaning forward he thrusted quickly and strongly, as his rough hairy legs rubbed her soft thighs,
her legs spreading wider as he fucked her.
My mouth was dry and my cock was hard. I squeezed it but didnt dare rub it a bit. From
her moaning I could tell where ever I was or if I was watching was far from her thoughts.
He fucked her for several minutes, pausing to lean back and watch her big tits bouncing.
He grabbed them both and squeezed hard and she let out a low moan of her orgasm.
After a dozen more thrusts he grunted and hammered his cum into her pussy.
After they caught their breath for a few moments he got up and walked right towards me,
his slippery cock that had just been in my wife hanging down. I swallowed hard, but he
stopped and opened the liquor cabinet. He found the whiskey and poured some into a glass.
He walked back over to her still laying on the sofa. He sat next to her stomach, took a
drink and handed it to her. She drank some, looking down as if embarrassed. You sure
needed that didn't you? he asked. She nodded shyly.
I've been wanting to fuck you since you moved in the neighborhood, he said.
Really? she asked, flattered.
They finished the whiskey and he leaned over and kissed her. He moved forward a little and tilted her head toward
him with his hand on the back of her head. She opened her mouth and sucked on his slippery, half
hard cock. He moaned his approval, -- oh yeah you are good at that.
You can do it twice? she asked
He smirked, now knowing she was not accustomed to sex again so soon.
As it got harder she bobbed her head. He stood up and straddled her chest, placing
his cock between her big tits. Oh man I thought, how did he know she loves that? She told me
I was the first to ever fuck her tits, now we know who the second one is.
He watched his cock slide between her tits as he squeezed them together, her eyes were big
watching the action right before her.
With his cock rock hard again, he took a small pillow from the sofa and put it on the coffee table.
Noticeably gently, one could say politely took her hand and helped her up. She was looking a
little bewildered at what to do. He said this one is for me and nudged her so she was kneeling, bent over the table. As it wasnt that wide, her tits hung off the front. He lined himself up behind her and started pushing his cock into her pussy.
She balanced herself with her hands on the floor. God damn what an ass, he said as he slowly
fucked her, both hands on her ass cheeks as he fondled them thoroughly. I want to give you
something to remember whenever you two are watching Tv, me fucking you right here in front of it.
His thrusting picked up, going faster.
Her tits were bouncing, with her palms holding herself up on the floor, oh jeez she moaned, as if
she didnt want to admit she was cumming again. He held her hips as he knelt behind
her fucking her to another orgasm and his also blowing a second load into her pussy.
Washing the car
Re: Washing the car
Hot story. so good to watch your wife being fucked.
A nicely filled wife is a happy life
