Nice! Ron and Karol are doing a great job of making her a Hot wife!
Hope to hear the next part.
Hope to hear the next part.
Missed opportunity?
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Several years ago I had a friend who loved to visit. He would always bring my wife a little gift, or a flower and compliment her. He would always stay after dinner and watch TV. Marie would always sit between us, she never wore a bra and her thin halter tops left nothing to the imagination. I knew he wanted to fuck her but he never ask. I thought about asking him if he wanted to do a threesome with us but I didn't know how Marie would react so I kept my mouth shut. His name came up not long ago and I told her that I had thought about us trying a threesome with Jerry but I didn't think she would approve. She looked at me and smiled, she said I should have ask her, and I might have been surprised at her answer.
Karol’s visit (Part two)
Karol slipped her own shirt off, pushed her pants and panties off and crawled onto the bed, naked, hovering over my wife. She said something so quietly I could not hear but I saw my wife grin up at her. My wife raised her body up on her elbows and looked at Ron over her tits. She called to Ron to come and fuck her.
I saw Ron virtually bounce out of his chair and struggle to get his boxers down over his hardon. I don’t know how he didn’t trip and fall as his underwear gathered around his ankles until he managed to kick them off of his feet.
I heard both my wife and Karol laughing at his antics.
Ron got to my wife and kneeled between her spread thighs, his glances alternating between her pussy right in front of him and then at my wife’s face. He must have been looking at her face framed by the valley formed by her breasts; breasts that were rising and falling with her deep expectant breathing.
Karol watched him as he kept looking at my wire. I heard Karol moan and then tell him to be a gentleman; to kiss her; eat her; before he fucked her.
Ron took my wife’s thighs and placed them on his shoulders as she watched; raising her pussy to his face. He buried has face in her cunt and I saw my wife collapse back on the bed with a gasp.
Karol gasped as well; lowered her face to my wife and kissed her; kissed her almost roughly. I could see my wife’s cheeks bulge with what must have been Karol’s tongue.
My wife pushed Karol’s face away, gasping for breath from the kiss and apparently from the tongue lashing Ron was giving her cunt. Her hips were thrusting and gyrating slowly as she worked her pussy against his lips and tongue.
Karol wasn’t about to be left out. She kissed her way quickly from my wife’s face, then neck; then throat until she was licking and sucking the hard nipples on my wife’s tits. My wife now had one hand on the back of Ron’s head and one hand on the back of Karol’s; I’m sure ensuring that neither of them stopped.
Then Karol stopped; pulled Ron by his hair away from my wife’s cunt. My wife started to protest with a whine, but Karol said it was her turn. She slid down; I saw her tongue swipe my wife’s pussy slit from bottom to top and back again, over and over before she fastened her mouth to the pussy that Ron has just been pulled away from.
Ron immediately moved to suck on her tits; one then the other. My wife grasped his cock and started to stroke him slowly as he worshipped her tender nipples.
Karol feasted on my wife’s pussy for a minute or two before she raised her head. My wife tried to look down, but Ron’s head blocked her vision. I heard Karol tell my wife that she owed Ron. She told her she needed to return his kiss. Ron stopped and raised his head he looked at me and then my wife. My wife looked at Karol with a puzzled stare for a moment
Karol reminded her of what she had said earlier; I think it was the comment I couldn’t quite hear but my wife grinned at. Then she looked at me with an unfathomable stare.
I just nodded my head. Ron moved up on the bed until his hardon was poking right at my wife’s face. It was coated; almost dripping with his pre-cum. I thought this was it. Would she do for him what she refused to do for me? Would she do the very thing she had always denied ever doing?
I heard Karol tell her to do it; kiss his hardon; taste the pre-cum that she had only ever tasted second hand; never from the source. This time I heard it clearly. Apparently Karol said it louder for my benefit. I was quickly losing control of my dick. I didn’t dare touch it.
My wife hesitated; looking at me again. I told her to do it; suck his cock. I saw Karol stick her tongue out and swipe it right through my wife’s slit, from asshole to clit. My wife’s ass; her whole body; seemed to jump off the bed, almost unseating Karol’s face.
My wife settled down a little; turned her head and looked at the man meat right in front of her face. She hesitated, looked up at him and then and kissed the head of Ron’s bobbing hardon. She grasped the shaft to steady it and she kissed it; withdrew and then kissed it again. Ron put his hand on the back of my wife’s head, but she quickly brushed it away. She stuck the tip of her tongue out and licked around the corona, licking up the slimy discharge. She looked up at Ron’s smiling face and then looked directly at me; locked eyes with me as she opened her mouth and sucked the head in. She wanted to be sure I was watching her.
I could tell she was sucking on the rounded head. I could see her cheeks slowly hollow as she applied more and more suction. The more she sucked, the more of his cock disappeared into her mouth. I thought that by this time he must be drooling pre-cum into her suctioning mouth. She seemed to be working for more. She was, from the sight of her skills; no amateur at this. I was thrilled to see her do this. I think I enjoyed watching her on his cock more than I would have it if she was blowing me.
Karol was watching even as she licked my wife’s plump and open cunt. I don’t think my wife was even fully aware of what was happening. She was just lost in the lust of the moment and basking in the lascivious feelings and pleasure. Ron was moving his hips; fucking my wife’s mouth slowly as she sucked. He tried to push deeper and started to move faster, but my wife wrapped her hand around his shaft, limiting the amount of dick he could get into her mouth. Karol looked up and saw what he was doing. She raised her voice ordering him to not cum in her mouth!
Ron grumbled something I didn’t hear. She told Ron to come and fuck her. My wife started to whine in protest until Karol fastened her mouth back to her pussy. My wife’s whine turned into a moan as he held Karol’s head against her cunt. I could see Karol’s pussy was swollen and wet and waiting. Karol was treating my wife to what must have been an expert world class cunt lapping. My wife was squirming; breathing in short shallow gasps; moaning and grasping Karol’s head as she moaned she was cumming…again. Karol lifted her head and smiled at my squirming wife and went back to sucking on her cunt.
Ron wasted no time in stepping behind Karol. He grasped her by her hips and slipping dick up her wet cunt hole in one slow push. He fucked her with rapid pounding thrusts. Karol didn’t seem to miss a beat as his cock disappeared into her body. I don’t think they were aware of anything but the licentious sensations passing between them until my wife raised her head. She told him she wanted his cock back; back in her mouth. She said she wanted it smeared with Karol’s cream. She told him a second time, louder. I guess Karol heard her. She turned to Ron and told him to do it.
He quickly moved back onto the bed and dangled his slimy cock in front of my wife. She sucked him in like a fish taking bait. She sucked the head of his dick into her mouth and proceeded to clean him of Karol’s and his combined pre-cum juices.
Then she licked the slimy shaft from head to balls and back until I thought there was nothing but her spit on the whole cock.
SO WOULD I! I don't know why I didn't do it!! My memory will NEVER be as good as the actual events!!~ I'll have to ask my wife if she'd be interested in being a movie (PORN) star!
Karol’s visit Part three
My wife pushed his cock from her mouth and told Karol she wanted him. Karol started to say something, but I heard my wife say ‘now.’ Karol quit her pussy lapping and crawled up over my wife until her pussy was almost to my wife’s chin. She looked at Ron and said something. Ron grinned again; pulled his dick away from my wife and moved between my wife’s wide spread thighs. They were glistening from what could only assume was her cunt honey and Karol’s saliva.
As soon as Ron was there, I heard my wife tell him to fuck her. Ron didn’t hesitate; He slid the head of his hardon between her open pussy lips and like he always did for her, he inched it into her cunt, slowly, working it in and out a bit at a time; each thrust deeper than the previous, until my wife wrapped her legs around him and pulled him into her hot wet tunnel. I thought I could hear a quiet ‘squish’ she was so wet and ready.
I heard my wife gasp ‘yes now fuck me’. Karol was facing Ron, and lowered her pussy lips to my wife’s waiting lips and tongue, smothering any more sounds. Karol let out a low moan and started to grind her cunt on my wife’s face. She reached right down in front of her and massaged my wife’s tits.
Karol leaned forward, pressing her lips to Ron’s. I saw Ron move one hand from my wife’s hip and fondle and then gently pull on Karol’s small tight tits. The indulged themselves fully each thinking they were using my wife, but I knew better.
I knew my wife was manipulating and using them for her own pleasure just like she had from the very outset of this adventure. I had watched her plan and execute every liaison; every incident for her own pleasure and this was no different.
They continued for several minutes, seeming to become more and more intense with every second. Karol was punishing my wife’s face with her cunt; Ron was stroking deeper and longer with each thrust. My wife’s hips met him thrust for thrust.
They were moaning and gasping passionately. It was finally coming to a head. I saw Karol stiffen and shudder with her head thrown back. She squeezed my wife’s tits I guess for support as she ground her cunt on my wife’s face; as she came on my wife’s talented and enthusiastic tongue. Karol exhausted herself and rolled off my wife to lie on the bed panting as if she’d run a one-hundred yard dash. I looked at my wife again and she as panting and gasping. Her face from her nose to her chin was covered in Karol’s shiny cum.
My wife let out a low moan, a quiet moan ’oohhh fuucck meee’; and bucked her hips into Ron, once; twice and then I lost count as she and Ron moved together in their cumming. Ron rolled off my wife and onto the bed as they finished. It looked like they were connected by a thin sticky string of their mutual completion. Karol had raised her head to watch them and then slid over to Ron. She took his sloppy cock into her mouth and began to lick and suck all of the slime from it. I looked at my wife and she looked a little jealous, like she’d like to share with Karol.
My wife looked over at me, still on her back with her legs still obscenely spread. She motioned me to come to her. I walked over with my hardon leading the way she sat up kissed my cock on its pre-cum coated head. I almost came right in her face.. She quickly unfastened my pants and pushed them down around my ankles. I kicked my shoes and pants off. She said to me to come fuck her and she was sorry she only had one guy’s cum for me to fuck. I told her it was alright; we’d make up for it next time.
I slipped my hardon into her very warm, very slippery love tunnel even past the creamy white cum oozing from it. It was only a few minutes before she was gasping that she was cumming again. I couldn’t hold back when heard that and unloaded wad after hot wad into her already full cunt.
I rolled us onto our side and told her I loved her. She asked me if I was sure; she had been so bad. I kissed her deeply. My cock slowly slipped from her and I could feel my cum and her cunt load ooze out.
It’s taken an inordinately long time to post this for a couple of reasons. First its looonngg and involved and I apologize for that. The second reason is that after this episode my wife and I took off for a long week-end at a reasonably close resort for the holiday week-end. That proved to be a most enlightening mini-vacation.
My wife pushed his cock from her mouth and told Karol she wanted him. Karol started to say something, but I heard my wife say ‘now.’ Karol quit her pussy lapping and crawled up over my wife until her pussy was almost to my wife’s chin. She looked at Ron and said something. Ron grinned again; pulled his dick away from my wife and moved between my wife’s wide spread thighs. They were glistening from what could only assume was her cunt honey and Karol’s saliva.
As soon as Ron was there, I heard my wife tell him to fuck her. Ron didn’t hesitate; He slid the head of his hardon between her open pussy lips and like he always did for her, he inched it into her cunt, slowly, working it in and out a bit at a time; each thrust deeper than the previous, until my wife wrapped her legs around him and pulled him into her hot wet tunnel. I thought I could hear a quiet ‘squish’ she was so wet and ready.
I heard my wife gasp ‘yes now fuck me’. Karol was facing Ron, and lowered her pussy lips to my wife’s waiting lips and tongue, smothering any more sounds. Karol let out a low moan and started to grind her cunt on my wife’s face. She reached right down in front of her and massaged my wife’s tits.
Karol leaned forward, pressing her lips to Ron’s. I saw Ron move one hand from my wife’s hip and fondle and then gently pull on Karol’s small tight tits. The indulged themselves fully each thinking they were using my wife, but I knew better.
I knew my wife was manipulating and using them for her own pleasure just like she had from the very outset of this adventure. I had watched her plan and execute every liaison; every incident for her own pleasure and this was no different.
They continued for several minutes, seeming to become more and more intense with every second. Karol was punishing my wife’s face with her cunt; Ron was stroking deeper and longer with each thrust. My wife’s hips met him thrust for thrust.
They were moaning and gasping passionately. It was finally coming to a head. I saw Karol stiffen and shudder with her head thrown back. She squeezed my wife’s tits I guess for support as she ground her cunt on my wife’s face; as she came on my wife’s talented and enthusiastic tongue. Karol exhausted herself and rolled off my wife to lie on the bed panting as if she’d run a one-hundred yard dash. I looked at my wife again and she as panting and gasping. Her face from her nose to her chin was covered in Karol’s shiny cum.
My wife let out a low moan, a quiet moan ’oohhh fuucck meee’; and bucked her hips into Ron, once; twice and then I lost count as she and Ron moved together in their cumming. Ron rolled off my wife and onto the bed as they finished. It looked like they were connected by a thin sticky string of their mutual completion. Karol had raised her head to watch them and then slid over to Ron. She took his sloppy cock into her mouth and began to lick and suck all of the slime from it. I looked at my wife and she looked a little jealous, like she’d like to share with Karol.
My wife looked over at me, still on her back with her legs still obscenely spread. She motioned me to come to her. I walked over with my hardon leading the way she sat up kissed my cock on its pre-cum coated head. I almost came right in her face.. She quickly unfastened my pants and pushed them down around my ankles. I kicked my shoes and pants off. She said to me to come fuck her and she was sorry she only had one guy’s cum for me to fuck. I told her it was alright; we’d make up for it next time.
I slipped my hardon into her very warm, very slippery love tunnel even past the creamy white cum oozing from it. It was only a few minutes before she was gasping that she was cumming again. I couldn’t hold back when heard that and unloaded wad after hot wad into her already full cunt.
I rolled us onto our side and told her I loved her. She asked me if I was sure; she had been so bad. I kissed her deeply. My cock slowly slipped from her and I could feel my cum and her cunt load ooze out.
It’s taken an inordinately long time to post this for a couple of reasons. First its looonngg and involved and I apologize for that. The second reason is that after this episode my wife and I took off for a long week-end at a reasonably close resort for the holiday week-end. That proved to be a most enlightening mini-vacation.
Enlightening in what way? This is one of the best threads on this forum. I can't get enough of it
I just finished transcribing the final entry and am editing it for spelling; errors; grammer etc. It'll be here tomorrow (i hope) Thank-you SO much for the compliment! I could have more (since I know she will continue) but I'm afraid it's getting repetitious?
Added: And it's the responses and interactions that make this SO much better!
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I've tried to convince her to let me take some pics and while she finall consented to that, she absolutely forbade any postings of any pics. If I find some that are similar, I'll post them?
WEEKEND AFTER
Part one
Part one
We arrived at the resort just about check-in time so we did and then decided to relax in the hot tub from the long drive. We got into our bathing suits, hers being an almost scandalous bikini. We put on the robes provided by the resort and went to the pool area. There were only a few people around, mostly couples our age or younger. I swore I could hear the conversation around us turn quiet as she took off her robe and stepped into the tub
I asked her about the most recent event at our house. She slid next to to me and kissed me gently. She said it was almost the most intense sex she’d ever had. I asked her why and what was the most intense. She said that the most intense was when she’d had Ron and Dan at the same time, but this last time she felt like she was losing control. She said that Karol seemed almost like she wanted her to lose control and do things that she’d never done. Then she laughed and said that there wasn’t much that she hadn’t done or had done to her. That she’d given up that wild side when we married. I laughed and told her she’d have to tell me more about that some time.
We sat for a moment and then I asked her what was next. She looked at me for a moment and told me that she was very happy with what we had at the moment. I asked her about strangers like I had in the past .She reiterated it as too risky in too many ways. I told her I agreed, but wouldn’t stop her if that’s what she wanted.
I finally asked her about Ron and how and who started that. She smiled at me and admitted that she was probably the cause of all of that. She had noticed him ogling her in certain outfits so she started to wear them when we were supposed to meet. She said she noticed that he especially liked certain sweaters over certain bras so she ‘d wear them. It didn’t take him long to start flirting and ‘bumping’ into her and making their contact seem like accidents. She said she did what she could to encourage him without seeming to obvious.
He got more and more bold as she didn’t discourage him until if evolved into outright him copping feels; pressing his crotch against her ass in crowded places; letting his arm graze her breasts. She said she didn’t know if she should continue or stop. She realized if she continued it would lead to more and bolder moves on his part but she felt in control so she didn’t stop. She was surprised when he finally propositioned her and she knew she had him.
She said it didn’t take her long to realize that they would have sex. That’s when she told me about it to see my reaction.
I asked her why she chose Ron or Ron chose her. She said his advances and persistence made her feel sexy and desirable. I told her I always told her she was desirable and she said it’s different when it’s not your husband,
She asked me why I let it happen. I laughed and told her we already discussed that and that she already knew that not only did I let it happen but encouraged it. She asked me why. I looked her in the eyes and told her she was never more beautiful than when she was fucking someone. If she wanted it, then I wanted it for her. She laughed, called me pervert.
Just then another couple came to the hot tub and asked if we minded if they joined us. Before could reply, my wife told them we’d love to have company. They were about ten years younger than us and very attractive. They introduced themselves, but I honestly don’t remember their names. He was about my height with a well toned body. i saw my wife glance at the bulge in his bathing suit. She saw me looking at her; smiled and kicked me under the water. I smiled at her and gently squeezed her thigh to show my approval of her action.
His wife was petite and very pretty in a twenty-something way with short dark hair and striking green eyes. She was very nicely built; very obvious in her bikini that rivaled my wife for being scandalous. The top was two triangles of material that showed nicely rounded breasts that were a little smaller than my wife. The bottom was a classic string bikini that showed a surprising plump camel toe for a girl as petite as she was.
The stepped into the water across from us and we talked about the resort and why we were all, here. I couldn’t help but notice that his eyes kept dropping to the rounded tops of my wife’s breasts that showed just above the water. Then I noticed his wife’s eyes were focused in the same place!
I squeezed my wife’s thigh again. I leaned over and whispered in her ear: “well?”
She hesitated a moment and said she was hungry. We excused ourselves; made our apologies and left. We got to our room, showered and dressed for dinner. As we ate and I asked her why she wanted to leave the hot tub. She said while it was fun, she didn’t feel right about leading them on since nothing was going to come of it. She preferred not to use strangers. I told her I agreed.
After dinner, on the way back to our room I asked her what did she think would happen at home. She said she was content, no…happy with the current arrangement if I was. I kissed her and told her I couldn’t wait until she was full of another guy’s cream and I got to feel her warm cum slick pussy again. She laughed quietly and said how she never imagined how much she’d love the feeling of a second or third cock filling her and cumming in her when she was already full.
She paused and looked over at me. She said that it seemed like only guy didn’t satisfy her anymore.
Weekend (part two)
I asked her what she meant exactly. Did she mean that she wanted more than one lover or that she felt like she wanted two at the same time.
I waited for her answer. I looked over at her and she was trying to watch TV. I asked again. She kept looking at the TV and answered ‘both’. She said she wanted to be fucked more than once and she didn’t want to wait to see if the guy would recover or disappoint her. I said ‘two’?
She said three was better. She asked if that made her a slut.
I laughed and told her it didn’t; it just made her insatiable.
I told her I would help her in any way I could. My hardon almost ripped my fly open. I somehow always knew that even if Ron and/or Dan spent the night, they’d never be able to keep up with her. I asked her if I never satisfied her. She looked at me with a smile. She said I did and this new need only surfaced after she’d had repetitive sex sessions starting with Ron and Dan.
We both kind of sat there and cuddled while we tried to concentrate on the TV.
She kissed and then she looked at me with a thoughtful expression; then a smile spread across her face. She said she had one virgin ‘sweet spot’ that still needed attention but I was probably too big for that. She had to slap me on the back as I choked on my own astonishment. She laughed and said Ron was too big too but Dan would probably be a ‘more comfortable fit’. I promised to help her.
A little later, relaxing in front of the television she asked me if we could go home. She said she missed Ron…and Dan…and Karol. I looked at her and said sure. I missed them too.
We left the next morning for home and we were almost there when I heard her phone beep. She picked up text. She said she got text from Ron. She told me to stop at local grocery and for me to go in and pick up a new can of solid shortening. I gave her a puzzled look until she pulled her shirt up and let one breast pop out.
I smiled at her as it dawned on me that she needed her tits greased up when we got home.
So here we are. I can’t believe how she’s changed; how we’ve changed in just five months. This woman has a whole side to her that I never suspected and I can’t believe how much I love it and her.
I guess I’m getting what I want by waiting in line to make love to my wife. She certainly seems happy, VERY happy with what she’s getting.
This may be the end this tale, but it’s not the end of the journey. I’ll post any interesting new behavior on her part if anyone shows an interest
Thanks for taking this journey of discovery with us.
I asked her what she meant exactly. Did she mean that she wanted more than one lover or that she felt like she wanted two at the same time.
I waited for her answer. I looked over at her and she was trying to watch TV. I asked again. She kept looking at the TV and answered ‘both’. She said she wanted to be fucked more than once and she didn’t want to wait to see if the guy would recover or disappoint her. I said ‘two’?
She said three was better. She asked if that made her a slut.
I laughed and told her it didn’t; it just made her insatiable.
I told her I would help her in any way I could. My hardon almost ripped my fly open. I somehow always knew that even if Ron and/or Dan spent the night, they’d never be able to keep up with her. I asked her if I never satisfied her. She looked at me with a smile. She said I did and this new need only surfaced after she’d had repetitive sex sessions starting with Ron and Dan.
We both kind of sat there and cuddled while we tried to concentrate on the TV.
She kissed and then she looked at me with a thoughtful expression; then a smile spread across her face. She said she had one virgin ‘sweet spot’ that still needed attention but I was probably too big for that. She had to slap me on the back as I choked on my own astonishment. She laughed and said Ron was too big too but Dan would probably be a ‘more comfortable fit’. I promised to help her.
A little later, relaxing in front of the television she asked me if we could go home. She said she missed Ron…and Dan…and Karol. I looked at her and said sure. I missed them too.
We left the next morning for home and we were almost there when I heard her phone beep. She picked up text. She said she got text from Ron. She told me to stop at local grocery and for me to go in and pick up a new can of solid shortening. I gave her a puzzled look until she pulled her shirt up and let one breast pop out.
I smiled at her as it dawned on me that she needed her tits greased up when we got home.
So here we are. I can’t believe how she’s changed; how we’ve changed in just five months. This woman has a whole side to her that I never suspected and I can’t believe how much I love it and her.
I guess I’m getting what I want by waiting in line to make love to my wife. She certainly seems happy, VERY happy with what she’s getting.
This may be the end this tale, but it’s not the end of the journey. I’ll post any interesting new behavior on her part if anyone shows an interest
Thanks for taking this journey of discovery with us.
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I don’t see it as being repetitive at all. I see it as showing her progress into a wanton nympho !
Hearing about her expanding or reexperiencing her sexual desires. Never gets old.
Next time she’s in the middle of it, and is busy with cock and pussy just snap some non face pictures for yourself !
I will do that. I will see if I can talk her (and the others) out of being camera shy. I know there will be serious objections to posting them, but I'll work on that too.
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