A True Story - Swinging
Breaking her duck - my wife’s first time with another
*For Melissa. I’m sorry I missed you*
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This happened a few years ago when we still lived in England.
I’d always harboured a desire to watch Jackie with another guy. She’s quite a proper girl and it takes a bit to get her out of her shell, but when she gets going she’s voracious. In the ten years we’d been together at this point I’d pushed her into quite a few things she’d initially rejected - starting with getting her into fucking outdoors where we could get caught and she was like a tigress. Then used the same pushing technique to take pictures of her, firstly boudoir shots then dirtier naked ones of her and finally my cock buried in her pussy, and her with cum on her face. Each time she’d been reluctant, needed pushing, and when she finally gave in she’d been turned on beyond belief and fucked my brains out.
I just knew sharing her was going to be like that too, but she wasn’t having any of it. To me, it was just like an extension of taking pictures. I’m super visual sexually, nothing turns me on harder than watching her lose control. Every time I penetrated her in a position where I could see her face, I couldn’t decide whether I wanted to focus on her lips parting as I entered her, or looking down to where my cock was pushing her open. I kind of figured sharing her would be like watching the woman I loved in the sexiest live action porn film possible. But she resisted all nudges.
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One summer we were busy renovating our dining room. We love working together on stuff like this. We’d get bulk materials from the builder’s merchants but small stuff, we’d just get from the local hardware store which was owned by our mate David.
One day she came back from picking something up and mentioned ‘Jake’ had helped her.
“Who’s Jake?” I asked, not thinking anything of it.
“Oh, David’s son,” she said, “David’s put his back out and Jake has some time off so he’s minding the store.”
The next day I had to go to the store myself and saw a tallish, dark haired young guy in his mid twenties behind the counter. I introduced myself and said I was the husband of the redhead he’d met the day before. I swear I caught a slight blush.
“Oh, hello!” I thought. My superpower is knowing instantly if someone has the hots for me, or for someone else. No idea why, I was just blessed with picking up instantly on the little hints of body language. I’m quite smug about it, because it was *extremely* useful in my single years. Now I’m married, it’s still great. Gives me a lovely thrill from time to time when I meet someone and know she’s interested. I determined that the next time we went to the store, we’d go together so I could observe the body language first hand.
It was a few days later we needed some more stuff and I made sure we both went. Jake’s face lit up when she entered the shop and I pretended to look at the wood burner stoves – we did need one to finish the job – while Jackie asked him about paint. I kept stealing glances over and to me, it was 100% obvious. This young guy really wanted my gorgeous MILFy wife. He was doing his best to hide it but all the usual signs were there. This doesn’t bother me – I love it. I love my wife and think she’s gorgeous, and I love it even more when other guys want her too.
Over dinner that night I teased her about asking questions on paint she really didn’t need to – she’s done a dozen projects – because she wanted his attention, and she hotly denied doing anything of the sort.
In the end I shrugged and said “Well, you’ll always get good service off him. He fancies the pants off you”
“No way!” she shouted, batting my hand away, “I’m old enough to be his mother! Well……maybe not his mother. Maybe his aunt”. This was an exaggeration. She was about 38 at the time, not much more than a dozen years older than Jake.
“Doesn’t matter” I grinned back, “I have absolutely no doubt. Remember I’m never wrong on this stuff. You should probably milk it a bit. Always nice to be wanted, after all.”
She looked down at her plate for a second and then I realized she was trying to hide her own blush and I realized this wasn’t a one-way thing.
“Oh wow! And you like him too! Don’t deny it, it’s written all over your face!”
“No I don’t!” she claimed unconvincingly, “I mean, he’s an attractive guy, I can appreciate that, but there are lots of attractive guys. I’m not like you, I don’t look on everyone as a potential bed partner”
“You’re not convincing me,” I said, “but I think a lot of it is just you not believing he fancies you. Why don’t I show you what I mean with the signals he’s giving out? Let’s go there straight from work and we’ll see what he makes of your office attire, he hasn’t seen you in anything other than jeans yet. I bet he won’t be able to take his eyes off you. Show him a bit of leg and see how he reacts.”
She gave in. “OK. If that’s what it takes to shut you up.”
So the next day I picked her up from work and we stopped at the store on the way home. I couldn’t wait to see what Jake made of her dressed like this and I could sense her frisson of excitement too. She had just regular, slightly sexy office gear on. A dark grey pencil skirt and white blouse, stockings (she hates tights – lucky me) and modest 2-3” heels. She looks fantastic in this and knows it. J’s a petite girl, only 5’2 or so, but has unbelievably beautiful, shapely legs, full 38DD breasts and a gorgeous heart shaped arse and her office clothes really show it all off without showing it off, if you see what I mean.
As we entered the shop his eyes almost came out on stalks and he tried desperately to look away whilst still greeting us. Honestly, it was all I could do not to laugh, the whole thing looked so obvious to me. We weren’t in there long on this occasion, we didn’t need to be, just picked up a couple of rolls of tape. I let J pay. Even she picked up on it this time, she couldn’t miss him looking at her tits when he thought she wasn’t looking. Walking away from the till to the door where I held it open for her, she played up to it too, wiggling her way out of the shop. Her arse looks absolutely fantastic in this outfit and she really gave him an eyeful.
As soon as we were out of earshot we literally burst out laughing and then hugged and kissed each other
“Told you!” I said
“OK, I’ll give you this one,” she replied. “Maybe he does like me.”
“You should fuck him” I said baldly, looking her dead in the eye. “You like him, he is putty in your hands, this could be the one.”
“No, I’m not doing that. I love teasing him, but I only want to have sex with you.”
“Suit yourself, “ I said, “But you’ll always wonder what it might have been like. And I’m giving you a green light. In fact I’d love it if you did. You know I would”
And I meant every word of it. I love this woman, our marriage is solid as a rock and I knew it wasn’t going to change, whatever happened.
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The summer whiled away and our renovation was coming to an end after a few more weeks. I’d hinted at her a couple of times and nudged her, but she still wasn’t budging. She did enjoy flirting heavily with him though, and more than once I caught her changing out of jeans she’d been working in, to a cute summer dress, just to go to the shop. So she knew exactly what she was doing. Poor bloke must have had bright blue balls by the end of the summer. On one occasion the flirting was especially heavy and when we got back home, she practically attacked me and ripped my clothes off. She wanted him so badly but just wasn’t going to let it happen… so frustrating!
Finally we were almost done with our project and would soon run out of excuses to keep seeing Jake so I thought I’d give it one last chance. We were lying in bed canoodling at night and I said we probably wouldn’t be seeing him any more. I could sense her disappointment, despite herself. She had been loving the attention, who wouldn’t?
She’d started gently stroking my cock (she loves the feel of how a cock can be so hard inside but velvety soft skin outside) as we talked and I was playing gently with her boobs. Her nipples were seriously erect so I knew she was turned on and started teasing her about how Jake’s cock might feel, how he might handle her tits and it was having the desired effect, her breathing was getting more rapid, so I knew I could push her a bit harder.
“How about a deal” I said, “If I can get him to come back here to our place… you fuck him.”
She didn’t say anything for what seemed like about 10 minutes but was probably only around 10 seconds.
“Maybe” she finally conceded, her lips slightly parted.
We had a good night that night. I wish I could say she used his name but I know she had it in her mind as we made passionate love.
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A few days later we were done and I knew it was the last chance I had. The finishing touch for the job was a new wood burner stove. Normally I’d buy from a bigger supplier but David’s shop had a few that looked good enough, if a slightly worse deal, and it seemed like an ideal last opportunity. So I went to the shop and bought one.
“No worries mate, do you want me to arrange delivery?” asked Jake when I paid the bill.
“How about I bung you 20 quid and you help me load it and unload at our place?” I said, “That way I get it quicker, you earn a drink, and we get to say thanks for all the help you’ve given us this summer.”
“Sure” he said “It’s a quiet day and I can shut up for an early lunch”
My hands were shaking. I texted Jackie.
I’m coming back from the store with a wood burner. And with Jake. Do we have a deal?
"We’ll see."
We got back to our place in a few minutes but there was no sign of Jackie. I didn’t dare to hope she might be waiting upstairs. We lugged the wood burner into its place in the fireplace. A perfect fit, it looked great. Jake looked around and complimented us on the work.
“Well, you helped plenty” I said, “how about a drink to say thanks for all your assistance?”
“Sure, a beer would be great”
I offered a toast “to finished jobs”, and we took a drink. But I was too nervous and
decided to get into it pretty quickly. I looked him in the eye and went for it.
“Jake, I’ve seen you looking at my wife”
He goggled, wondering what the score was. Like, was I going to hit him? Or what? I could see him looking around for an escape route.
“No, it’s OK,” I reassured him, putting my hand on his arm, “We like it. Gives her a thrill. Well, since I pointed it out, anyway. She’s not the best at picking up the signals, but now she notices”
I smiled. “Works for me too. Gets her well revved up, and I get the benefit. Maybe she’s fantasizing about you when she fucks me, but I don’t care if that’s the result. ……Actually………I’ve always dreamed of watching her fuck someone else. But I’ve never managed to get her to go for it. Maybe you could be her – our – first? I’d love that.”
Jake couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “You can’t be serious……” then looked at me, “you ARE serious… she is… beautiful. You really think?”
I nodded and said “I have no doubt… I reckon she might need your help upstairs right now, to be honest. Go on. I mean, I don’t know, but I told her we might be coming round so she’s probably found something else she needs your help with.”
He looked at me carefully, closely. Saw I wasn’t bullshitting him. Put his drink down and walked to the stairs.
“Jake, can you give me a hand with this?” I heard her call from our bedroom. I nodded urgently at him. It was everything I could do to not rush through the door with him, but this had to be their thing. To start with.
Jackie was over by the window and had turned to face Jake who’d stopped dead in his tracks. I wasn’t surprised, I’d have stopped dead too. She’d got dressed up for him. Her golden red curls were tumbling over her black silk robe, gaping just wide enough for the swell of her breasts to be visible. I couldn’t see if she had underwear on, but she sure had stockings – black - and some killer heels on. My heart somersaulted.
She inclined her head towards Jake and held out her hand “cm here” she said softly.
He walked slowly and slightly awkwardly towards her and she reached out for him, letting her robe fall open all the way. She had a lacy thong over the suspenders but nothing on top. He couldn’t help staring at her tits, just like he had when she was in her work gear.
She giggled and ran her hands over the sides of her full breasts. Cocking her head she said “Are these how you thought they would be… all those times you undressed me with your eyes through my clothes?”
“Better” his voice was thick with lust “You’re so damn beautiful”
She pulled him to her then and tipped her head back to kiss him passionately and deeply. Even in 4” heels he had a good 6 inches on her. They kissed for what seemed like minutes in front of the window. I could feel their lust for each other rising. His hand snaked inside her robe and down to her backside where he couldn’t resist pulling her into his crotch so she could feel how much he wanted her, as if it wasn’t already obvious.
His kisses moved down her neck and towards her bare breasts as her robe began to slip off her shoulders. I could see the flush on her chest and heard her gasp, then desperately rummage where their abdomens were locked together, feeling for his hardness, grasping and rubbing her hand over his cock through his jeans. She fumbled with his belt and buttons, finally getting them open as he planted a kiss on one now very erect nipple and thrusting her hand into his boxers, getting her first feel of another man’s cock since we were married.
She broke away from his increasingly desperate kisses and pulled him to the bed, falling back onto it as her robe slipped away from her completely.
He tugged his jeans down and off, and then slowly and deliberately unfastened his shirt as he stared into her blue eyes. Her eyes drank in his firm chest as he revealed it. She loves a man of some substance. He joined her on the bed and they kissed again. I was, of course, as hard as a rock seeing something I’d dreamed of for so long acting out in front of me. I mentally kicked myself for already missing some of the action but pulled my phone out and started grabbing some shots I knew would be memorable.
J was lying on her back with her legs together, her heels still on so had pushed her knees up as he kissed her from her right hand side. His hand was now moving down the inside of her left thigh as her knee was bent on the bed, then slowly over the lacy top, on to her creamy thigh and towards her honeypot.
As his fingers started to rub over the outside of the thong she let out a huge groan and let her thighs slowly flop open to give him better access. It was honestly the sexiest thing I’d ever seen in my life. I knew she wasn’t going to change her mind at this point of no return, it was like that moment when my wife willingly gave herself to another. I could literally see her pushing her mound up towards his questing fingers as he continued rubbing her pussy through her thong.
She pulled his boxers down and off so she could get to grips with his cock at last. It was a beauty – maybe a touch longer than mine and straight as a die, but a fair bit thinner. My thick 7” tool has a curve to the left in it. I knew this was going to touch different places in her. She held it in one hand while she admired it, then planted a kiss on just the tip before kissing all the way down the side of his shaft and onto his balls, then licking all the way slowly back to the tip. He shuddered at her touch.
She licked all round the head of his cock then breathed on it to give him a thrill of cold, then popped it straight back into her hot, wet mouth.
Pulling his cock out, she put her tits on either side and squeezed them together to form a tight tube then looked up through her fringe at him
“I know you like my tits” she breathed to him, “maybe you’d like to fuck them?”
He grunted his approval as she started to massage his cock with her tits, pushing them up and down his shaft so she was literally fucking his cock with her cleavage.
He then took control and rolled her over on to her back. Mounting her chest, she pushed her tits together again inviting him in and he pushed his cock eagerly between them.
She craned her neck forward so she could catch the tip of his cock in her open, wet mouth on each thrust. Before long he was shuffling himself forward, just half an inch into that hot wetness wasn’t enough and he needed more. She released her hands from pushing her tits together and reached for his bum instead, to pull his cock deeper into her mouth. It was slightly awkward but damn, it was sexy as hell. He was losing control and trying to fuck her mouth but the angles just weren’t going to work.
She pulled off him and gasped “Enough! On your back again” and then dived on him and attacked his dick again.
This time, she was in control and he could receive the full ministrations of her astounding cock sucking. She does this thing where she does a series of quick sucks in and out just on the helmet of your cock, then suddenly and without warning opens her mouth incredibly wide and plunges fast and hard down until your cockhead is bumping the back of her mouth or throat.
Every time she plunged on to him like this, I could see his balls tighten and I knew he was getting close. She felt it too, wriggling her right hand under to cup and squeeze his balls as she carried on plunging her wet mouth onto him
“Gonna… cum” he grunted loudly.
Her response was just to open her mouth wider and plunge even deeper, making it clear where she wanted him to cum. I was agog. She’s a fantastic cock sucker but it’s really rare she lets me come in her mouth, still less swallow. At the bottom of the stroke she rocked her head from side to side and I could see her suck, and that was it for him. He roared out loudly and grabbed her head as he came, trying to force his dick into her throat. I could literally see his balls convulse and his shaft throb as he pumped his cum deep into her throat. She just made humming sounds of pleasure as she slowly pulled up his shaft, sucking all the way and then making a point of swallowing deeply.
This was beyond my wildest dreams, honestly, and I don’t think I had ever been filled with more lust – or love – for my wife than seeing her give her all to another like this.
She wriggled up to meet him and they kissed again
“Fucking hell that was incredible” he said “I don’t think I’ve ever had a blowjob like that.”
She said nothing, just kissed him deeply again, no doubt he could taste his own cum on her but it didn’t put him off.
“We’re not done yet” she finally said when she broke the kiss, “at least, I hope not”
And he wasn’t. Despite having just shot his load I could see his cock stirring back to life, lengthening and stretching, such was his lust for my gorgeous wife. She noticed me looking and looked across at me as she curled her hand softly around his hardening cock.
“Well he’s younger than you honey” she said, putting me in my place and arching an eyebrow.
Then turning to him breathed huskily “want you inside me now, too horny,” and stripped off her by-now soaking thong.
He made to get up saying ‘got condoms in my wallet’ but she pushed him back down, placed a finger on his lips and shook her head.
“Nuh-uh” she whispered, “no need, can’t have kids. Don’t do this much and I want to feel your flesh. I’ll just have to trust you’re a good boy.”
The thought of a bareback fuck had brought his dick to full attention and she swung her leg over him to ride him. Lifting herself up she grabbed his dick and rubbed the head over her pussy lips to heighten the anticipation, then locked eyes with him and slowly sunk herself down onto his pole.
She eased herself up and down 2 or 3 times to open herself up with his cock, then wriggled down finally to full depth, eliciting another groan from Jake. She still had her stockings and heels on and I moved in close to get some unbelievable shots of her arse beautifully framed with her garter belt and her pussy clenching at his cock on each upward stroke before she plunged back down.
She was getting wetter and wetter, I could hear the squelching as she rode him. She threw her head back and held her tits, squeezing them together as she neared her first orgasm, letting her thighs do the work. He licked his thumb and put it to her clit but she shook her head and moved his hands to her hips. Jackie comes pretty easily from penetration and stimulating her clit too is often too much. She just wants to be fucked hard and it’ll get her off. He got the message and started pulling her hips down hard on each stroke and thrusting his cock up as hard into her as he could.
Her chest flush was rising fast and I knew she was about to come, and it came on her suddenly. “OMIGOD!” she yelled and rammed herself down on to him, grinding her pelvis on to him, as it hit her. She shuddered and lurched while rotating her hips onto his, then collapsed forward, her copper curls veiling them both as she kissed him deeply.
He was still grinding under her, trying to thrust into her but she wasn’t able to move much. He needed more so rolled her lightly over on to her back, all the while buried deep in her pussy. They kissed deeply again and she wrapped her arms round his head, wrapped her still stockinged legs round his arse and whispered something into his ear to urge him on, I couldn’t make out what.
She rotated her hips upwards to get deeper penetration and the view was incredible. From the foot of the bed I got a ringside view of his cock ploughing urgently into her trying to thrust ever deeper, something she wanted too as her legs got ever higher and wider. The sights, sounds of soaking pussy and moans, and smell of hot sweat was incredible.
He lifted her stocking clad legs up on to his shoulders with her heels pointing at the ceiling. One stocking had come unclipped and rolled halfway down and it made her look even more gorgeous, even more wanton. I knew in this position he would get the deepest possible penetration and she’d love the feel of this slimmer, longer cock really touching her deeply. She knew it too and reached for his hips, nodding urgently to him, wanting to feel him plunge her depths again.
He looked deep in her eyes, wanting to make that real connection for what his tingling balls must have told him was going to be the finale. He slowly pulled his shaft out and left just the fat helmet at her entrance. Then plunged his cock deep into her. Her eyes rolled in her head and she let out a guttural moan and gasped as she felt him go so, so deep within her.
She started urgently thrusting her hips to meet every thrust of his cock, which pounded relentlessly into her pussy, giving her his full length on every stroke. This is exactly what she loves, she wants to be properly fucked, not tickled, and I knew it would get her off again. Her chest was flushed and heaving, she held her tits out to him as if she was offering them as she started shuddering towards her – and his – second orgasm.
Her lips were parted as she started gasping and her thighs started shuddering again under his relentless assault. She jolted and tried to push him away as her orgasm hit her and she cried out, then pulled him straight back in, desparate to feel him in her depths again as her pussy clenched rhythmically on his cock.
This sent him over the edge too, “Fucking hell” he cried with eyes wide open, feeling her pussy as if it were milking him, and his thrusts got even harder and deeper.
She was nodding desperately at him and pulling at his hips, wanting his young sperm deep in her, where it belonged, in her pussy.
“Yes, yes! Spunk in me!” She shouted at him, and it absolutely finished him off.
He gave one last, desperate lunge, grabbed her legs and pulled them to him as he buried his cock right into her depths to let her have his load. He groaned deeply and once again I saw his balls contracting and root of his cock twitching as he emptied himself in her, her heels quivering and half kicking the air either side of his head. They both had their eyes tight shut with the ecstasy of their coupling.
Finally he stopped clutching her legs and let go and they flopped wide open and down, she was spent. He pulled his finally soft cock from her and rolled away, completely done himself. She was an absolute vision. Lying there with legs apart, completely and satisfyingly fucked. A dribble of Jake’s cum snaked out of her soaking pussy and down over her arse as her flushed chest heaved.
I couldn’t restrain myself. I don’t think I’ve ever been so full of lust before or since, I felt like a bull on heat. I joined her on the bed, reached for her, rolled her over and pulled her hips and arse up so she was on her hands and knees. She moaned and flopped her hand at me a bit and muttered “sore” but I was not going to be denied.
Normally I’m a reasonably considerate lover but my blood was up and there was no question about what was coming next. I was going to reclaim her, pound my sexy gorgeous slutty wife’s cunt and fill it with my seed.
We love doggy style fucking in our bedroom play, she likes to back onto me and control the pace but she was almost out for the count here, face down in the pillow and I was just going to take her. I lined up my iron hard cock with her soaked hole, took one long last look at the cum soaking her pubes, and rammed in hard in one go.
My entry knocked the air from her lungs and she almost collapsed forward, but I had a strong grip on her hips and held her upright. The feeling of her cunt on my cock was unbelievable. The hottest and wettest I had ever felt, and knowing some of that wet was another man’s cum made my cock and balls twitch.
I started pounding her hard and relentlessly from behind. My balls slapping against her clit on each hard forward thrust. Before long they were soaked in the brew of her and Jake’s juices that was dripping from her.
Amazingly she came again from this hard pounding, mewing and crying and trying despite being virtually spent to push back on me as she reached her climax.
I wasn’t going to last long. She always knows how to make me cum fast, she reached back under her and grabbed my swinging balls in her right hand, fondling them and scraping her nails on my sack, then gently squeezing like she’s squeezing the cum from me.
I honestly don’t think it was necessary but fuck, it felt good anyway. I didn’t want this fuck to ever end, but I couldn’t hold back and as my balls tightened in her hand she knew I was near and grunted ‘yes, yes, own me’ and that finished me off.
I lifted my head and roared out as I pulled her hips back on me and rammed by cock right in to her cervix then unleashed my cum in 7 or 8 hard, thick spurts. I felt like the sperm was being milked from my balls by her clutching, throbbing pussy as I filled her, as I took back my woman.
We collapsed forward on to the bed together and my shrinking cock slipped out of her very sloppy hole which opened and spewed out the loads that had been dumped in her. After a half minute breather, she kicked off her shoes and ripped off her ruined - laddered, spunky - stockings and beckoned Jake back on the bed and we snuggled either side of her in the joint afterglow. What a woman!
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She fucked Jake a few more times that year, sometimes with me, sometimes without. And I always got the benefit of how much it revved her up. But none was quite so explosive and erotic as the first time.
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This happened a few years ago when we still lived in England.
I’d always harboured a desire to watch Jackie with another guy. She’s quite a proper girl and it takes a bit to get her out of her shell, but when she gets going she’s voracious. In the ten years we’d been together at this point I’d pushed her into quite a few things she’d initially rejected - starting with getting her into fucking outdoors where we could get caught and she was like a tigress. Then used the same pushing technique to take pictures of her, firstly boudoir shots then dirtier naked ones of her and finally my cock buried in her pussy, and her with cum on her face. Each time she’d been reluctant, needed pushing, and when she finally gave in she’d been turned on beyond belief and fucked my brains out.
I just knew sharing her was going to be like that too, but she wasn’t having any of it. To me, it was just like an extension of taking pictures. I’m super visual sexually, nothing turns me on harder than watching her lose control. Every time I penetrated her in a position where I could see her face, I couldn’t decide whether I wanted to focus on her lips parting as I entered her, or looking down to where my cock was pushing her open. I kind of figured sharing her would be like watching the woman I loved in the sexiest live action porn film possible. But she resisted all nudges.
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One summer we were busy renovating our dining room. We love working together on stuff like this. We’d get bulk materials from the builder’s merchants but small stuff, we’d just get from the local hardware store which was owned by our mate David.
One day she came back from picking something up and mentioned ‘Jake’ had helped her.
“Who’s Jake?” I asked, not thinking anything of it.
“Oh, David’s son,” she said, “David’s put his back out and Jake has some time off so he’s minding the store.”
The next day I had to go to the store myself and saw a tallish, dark haired young guy in his mid twenties behind the counter. I introduced myself and said I was the husband of the redhead he’d met the day before. I swear I caught a slight blush.
“Oh, hello!” I thought. My superpower is knowing instantly if someone has the hots for me, or for someone else. No idea why, I was just blessed with picking up instantly on the little hints of body language. I’m quite smug about it, because it was *extremely* useful in my single years. Now I’m married, it’s still great. Gives me a lovely thrill from time to time when I meet someone and know she’s interested. I determined that the next time we went to the store, we’d go together so I could observe the body language first hand.
It was a few days later we needed some more stuff and I made sure we both went. Jake’s face lit up when she entered the shop and I pretended to look at the wood burner stoves – we did need one to finish the job – while Jackie asked him about paint. I kept stealing glances over and to me, it was 100% obvious. This young guy really wanted my gorgeous MILFy wife. He was doing his best to hide it but all the usual signs were there. This doesn’t bother me – I love it. I love my wife and think she’s gorgeous, and I love it even more when other guys want her too.
Over dinner that night I teased her about asking questions on paint she really didn’t need to – she’s done a dozen projects – because she wanted his attention, and she hotly denied doing anything of the sort.
In the end I shrugged and said “Well, you’ll always get good service off him. He fancies the pants off you”
“No way!” she shouted, batting my hand away, “I’m old enough to be his mother! Well……maybe not his mother. Maybe his aunt”. This was an exaggeration. She was about 38 at the time, not much more than a dozen years older than Jake.
“Doesn’t matter” I grinned back, “I have absolutely no doubt. Remember I’m never wrong on this stuff. You should probably milk it a bit. Always nice to be wanted, after all.”
She looked down at her plate for a second and then I realized she was trying to hide her own blush and I realized this wasn’t a one-way thing.
“Oh wow! And you like him too! Don’t deny it, it’s written all over your face!”
“No I don’t!” she claimed unconvincingly, “I mean, he’s an attractive guy, I can appreciate that, but there are lots of attractive guys. I’m not like you, I don’t look on everyone as a potential bed partner”
“You’re not convincing me,” I said, “but I think a lot of it is just you not believing he fancies you. Why don’t I show you what I mean with the signals he’s giving out? Let’s go there straight from work and we’ll see what he makes of your office attire, he hasn’t seen you in anything other than jeans yet. I bet he won’t be able to take his eyes off you. Show him a bit of leg and see how he reacts.”
She gave in. “OK. If that’s what it takes to shut you up.”
So the next day I picked her up from work and we stopped at the store on the way home. I couldn’t wait to see what Jake made of her dressed like this and I could sense her frisson of excitement too. She had just regular, slightly sexy office gear on. A dark grey pencil skirt and white blouse, stockings (she hates tights – lucky me) and modest 2-3” heels. She looks fantastic in this and knows it. J’s a petite girl, only 5’2 or so, but has unbelievably beautiful, shapely legs, full 38DD breasts and a gorgeous heart shaped arse and her office clothes really show it all off without showing it off, if you see what I mean.
As we entered the shop his eyes almost came out on stalks and he tried desperately to look away whilst still greeting us. Honestly, it was all I could do not to laugh, the whole thing looked so obvious to me. We weren’t in there long on this occasion, we didn’t need to be, just picked up a couple of rolls of tape. I let J pay. Even she picked up on it this time, she couldn’t miss him looking at her tits when he thought she wasn’t looking. Walking away from the till to the door where I held it open for her, she played up to it too, wiggling her way out of the shop. Her arse looks absolutely fantastic in this outfit and she really gave him an eyeful.
As soon as we were out of earshot we literally burst out laughing and then hugged and kissed each other
“Told you!” I said
“OK, I’ll give you this one,” she replied. “Maybe he does like me.”
“You should fuck him” I said baldly, looking her dead in the eye. “You like him, he is putty in your hands, this could be the one.”
“No, I’m not doing that. I love teasing him, but I only want to have sex with you.”
“Suit yourself, “ I said, “But you’ll always wonder what it might have been like. And I’m giving you a green light. In fact I’d love it if you did. You know I would”
And I meant every word of it. I love this woman, our marriage is solid as a rock and I knew it wasn’t going to change, whatever happened.
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The summer whiled away and our renovation was coming to an end after a few more weeks. I’d hinted at her a couple of times and nudged her, but she still wasn’t budging. She did enjoy flirting heavily with him though, and more than once I caught her changing out of jeans she’d been working in, to a cute summer dress, just to go to the shop. So she knew exactly what she was doing. Poor bloke must have had bright blue balls by the end of the summer. On one occasion the flirting was especially heavy and when we got back home, she practically attacked me and ripped my clothes off. She wanted him so badly but just wasn’t going to let it happen… so frustrating!
Finally we were almost done with our project and would soon run out of excuses to keep seeing Jake so I thought I’d give it one last chance. We were lying in bed canoodling at night and I said we probably wouldn’t be seeing him any more. I could sense her disappointment, despite herself. She had been loving the attention, who wouldn’t?
She’d started gently stroking my cock (she loves the feel of how a cock can be so hard inside but velvety soft skin outside) as we talked and I was playing gently with her boobs. Her nipples were seriously erect so I knew she was turned on and started teasing her about how Jake’s cock might feel, how he might handle her tits and it was having the desired effect, her breathing was getting more rapid, so I knew I could push her a bit harder.
“How about a deal” I said, “If I can get him to come back here to our place… you fuck him.”
She didn’t say anything for what seemed like about 10 minutes but was probably only around 10 seconds.
“Maybe” she finally conceded, her lips slightly parted.
We had a good night that night. I wish I could say she used his name but I know she had it in her mind as we made passionate love.
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A few days later we were done and I knew it was the last chance I had. The finishing touch for the job was a new wood burner stove. Normally I’d buy from a bigger supplier but David’s shop had a few that looked good enough, if a slightly worse deal, and it seemed like an ideal last opportunity. So I went to the shop and bought one.
“No worries mate, do you want me to arrange delivery?” asked Jake when I paid the bill.
“How about I bung you 20 quid and you help me load it and unload at our place?” I said, “That way I get it quicker, you earn a drink, and we get to say thanks for all the help you’ve given us this summer.”
“Sure” he said “It’s a quiet day and I can shut up for an early lunch”
My hands were shaking. I texted Jackie.
I’m coming back from the store with a wood burner. And with Jake. Do we have a deal?
"We’ll see."
We got back to our place in a few minutes but there was no sign of Jackie. I didn’t dare to hope she might be waiting upstairs. We lugged the wood burner into its place in the fireplace. A perfect fit, it looked great. Jake looked around and complimented us on the work.
“Well, you helped plenty” I said, “how about a drink to say thanks for all your assistance?”
“Sure, a beer would be great”
I offered a toast “to finished jobs”, and we took a drink. But I was too nervous and
decided to get into it pretty quickly. I looked him in the eye and went for it.
“Jake, I’ve seen you looking at my wife”
He goggled, wondering what the score was. Like, was I going to hit him? Or what? I could see him looking around for an escape route.
“No, it’s OK,” I reassured him, putting my hand on his arm, “We like it. Gives her a thrill. Well, since I pointed it out, anyway. She’s not the best at picking up the signals, but now she notices”
I smiled. “Works for me too. Gets her well revved up, and I get the benefit. Maybe she’s fantasizing about you when she fucks me, but I don’t care if that’s the result. ……Actually………I’ve always dreamed of watching her fuck someone else. But I’ve never managed to get her to go for it. Maybe you could be her – our – first? I’d love that.”
Jake couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “You can’t be serious……” then looked at me, “you ARE serious… she is… beautiful. You really think?”
I nodded and said “I have no doubt… I reckon she might need your help upstairs right now, to be honest. Go on. I mean, I don’t know, but I told her we might be coming round so she’s probably found something else she needs your help with.”
He looked at me carefully, closely. Saw I wasn’t bullshitting him. Put his drink down and walked to the stairs.
“Jake, can you give me a hand with this?” I heard her call from our bedroom. I nodded urgently at him. It was everything I could do to not rush through the door with him, but this had to be their thing. To start with.
Jackie was over by the window and had turned to face Jake who’d stopped dead in his tracks. I wasn’t surprised, I’d have stopped dead too. She’d got dressed up for him. Her golden red curls were tumbling over her black silk robe, gaping just wide enough for the swell of her breasts to be visible. I couldn’t see if she had underwear on, but she sure had stockings – black - and some killer heels on. My heart somersaulted.
She inclined her head towards Jake and held out her hand “cm here” she said softly.
He walked slowly and slightly awkwardly towards her and she reached out for him, letting her robe fall open all the way. She had a lacy thong over the suspenders but nothing on top. He couldn’t help staring at her tits, just like he had when she was in her work gear.
She giggled and ran her hands over the sides of her full breasts. Cocking her head she said “Are these how you thought they would be… all those times you undressed me with your eyes through my clothes?”
“Better” his voice was thick with lust “You’re so damn beautiful”
She pulled him to her then and tipped her head back to kiss him passionately and deeply. Even in 4” heels he had a good 6 inches on her. They kissed for what seemed like minutes in front of the window. I could feel their lust for each other rising. His hand snaked inside her robe and down to her backside where he couldn’t resist pulling her into his crotch so she could feel how much he wanted her, as if it wasn’t already obvious.
His kisses moved down her neck and towards her bare breasts as her robe began to slip off her shoulders. I could see the flush on her chest and heard her gasp, then desperately rummage where their abdomens were locked together, feeling for his hardness, grasping and rubbing her hand over his cock through his jeans. She fumbled with his belt and buttons, finally getting them open as he planted a kiss on one now very erect nipple and thrusting her hand into his boxers, getting her first feel of another man’s cock since we were married.
She broke away from his increasingly desperate kisses and pulled him to the bed, falling back onto it as her robe slipped away from her completely.
He tugged his jeans down and off, and then slowly and deliberately unfastened his shirt as he stared into her blue eyes. Her eyes drank in his firm chest as he revealed it. She loves a man of some substance. He joined her on the bed and they kissed again. I was, of course, as hard as a rock seeing something I’d dreamed of for so long acting out in front of me. I mentally kicked myself for already missing some of the action but pulled my phone out and started grabbing some shots I knew would be memorable.
J was lying on her back with her legs together, her heels still on so had pushed her knees up as he kissed her from her right hand side. His hand was now moving down the inside of her left thigh as her knee was bent on the bed, then slowly over the lacy top, on to her creamy thigh and towards her honeypot.
As his fingers started to rub over the outside of the thong she let out a huge groan and let her thighs slowly flop open to give him better access. It was honestly the sexiest thing I’d ever seen in my life. I knew she wasn’t going to change her mind at this point of no return, it was like that moment when my wife willingly gave herself to another. I could literally see her pushing her mound up towards his questing fingers as he continued rubbing her pussy through her thong.
She pulled his boxers down and off so she could get to grips with his cock at last. It was a beauty – maybe a touch longer than mine and straight as a die, but a fair bit thinner. My thick 7” tool has a curve to the left in it. I knew this was going to touch different places in her. She held it in one hand while she admired it, then planted a kiss on just the tip before kissing all the way down the side of his shaft and onto his balls, then licking all the way slowly back to the tip. He shuddered at her touch.
She licked all round the head of his cock then breathed on it to give him a thrill of cold, then popped it straight back into her hot, wet mouth.
Pulling his cock out, she put her tits on either side and squeezed them together to form a tight tube then looked up through her fringe at him
“I know you like my tits” she breathed to him, “maybe you’d like to fuck them?”
He grunted his approval as she started to massage his cock with her tits, pushing them up and down his shaft so she was literally fucking his cock with her cleavage.
He then took control and rolled her over on to her back. Mounting her chest, she pushed her tits together again inviting him in and he pushed his cock eagerly between them.
She craned her neck forward so she could catch the tip of his cock in her open, wet mouth on each thrust. Before long he was shuffling himself forward, just half an inch into that hot wetness wasn’t enough and he needed more. She released her hands from pushing her tits together and reached for his bum instead, to pull his cock deeper into her mouth. It was slightly awkward but damn, it was sexy as hell. He was losing control and trying to fuck her mouth but the angles just weren’t going to work.
She pulled off him and gasped “Enough! On your back again” and then dived on him and attacked his dick again.
This time, she was in control and he could receive the full ministrations of her astounding cock sucking. She does this thing where she does a series of quick sucks in and out just on the helmet of your cock, then suddenly and without warning opens her mouth incredibly wide and plunges fast and hard down until your cockhead is bumping the back of her mouth or throat.
Every time she plunged on to him like this, I could see his balls tighten and I knew he was getting close. She felt it too, wriggling her right hand under to cup and squeeze his balls as she carried on plunging her wet mouth onto him
“Gonna… cum” he grunted loudly.
Her response was just to open her mouth wider and plunge even deeper, making it clear where she wanted him to cum. I was agog. She’s a fantastic cock sucker but it’s really rare she lets me come in her mouth, still less swallow. At the bottom of the stroke she rocked her head from side to side and I could see her suck, and that was it for him. He roared out loudly and grabbed her head as he came, trying to force his dick into her throat. I could literally see his balls convulse and his shaft throb as he pumped his cum deep into her throat. She just made humming sounds of pleasure as she slowly pulled up his shaft, sucking all the way and then making a point of swallowing deeply.
This was beyond my wildest dreams, honestly, and I don’t think I had ever been filled with more lust – or love – for my wife than seeing her give her all to another like this.
She wriggled up to meet him and they kissed again
“Fucking hell that was incredible” he said “I don’t think I’ve ever had a blowjob like that.”
She said nothing, just kissed him deeply again, no doubt he could taste his own cum on her but it didn’t put him off.
“We’re not done yet” she finally said when she broke the kiss, “at least, I hope not”
And he wasn’t. Despite having just shot his load I could see his cock stirring back to life, lengthening and stretching, such was his lust for my gorgeous wife. She noticed me looking and looked across at me as she curled her hand softly around his hardening cock.
“Well he’s younger than you honey” she said, putting me in my place and arching an eyebrow.
Then turning to him breathed huskily “want you inside me now, too horny,” and stripped off her by-now soaking thong.
He made to get up saying ‘got condoms in my wallet’ but she pushed him back down, placed a finger on his lips and shook her head.
“Nuh-uh” she whispered, “no need, can’t have kids. Don’t do this much and I want to feel your flesh. I’ll just have to trust you’re a good boy.”
The thought of a bareback fuck had brought his dick to full attention and she swung her leg over him to ride him. Lifting herself up she grabbed his dick and rubbed the head over her pussy lips to heighten the anticipation, then locked eyes with him and slowly sunk herself down onto his pole.
She eased herself up and down 2 or 3 times to open herself up with his cock, then wriggled down finally to full depth, eliciting another groan from Jake. She still had her stockings and heels on and I moved in close to get some unbelievable shots of her arse beautifully framed with her garter belt and her pussy clenching at his cock on each upward stroke before she plunged back down.
She was getting wetter and wetter, I could hear the squelching as she rode him. She threw her head back and held her tits, squeezing them together as she neared her first orgasm, letting her thighs do the work. He licked his thumb and put it to her clit but she shook her head and moved his hands to her hips. Jackie comes pretty easily from penetration and stimulating her clit too is often too much. She just wants to be fucked hard and it’ll get her off. He got the message and started pulling her hips down hard on each stroke and thrusting his cock up as hard into her as he could.
Her chest flush was rising fast and I knew she was about to come, and it came on her suddenly. “OMIGOD!” she yelled and rammed herself down on to him, grinding her pelvis on to him, as it hit her. She shuddered and lurched while rotating her hips onto his, then collapsed forward, her copper curls veiling them both as she kissed him deeply.
He was still grinding under her, trying to thrust into her but she wasn’t able to move much. He needed more so rolled her lightly over on to her back, all the while buried deep in her pussy. They kissed deeply again and she wrapped her arms round his head, wrapped her still stockinged legs round his arse and whispered something into his ear to urge him on, I couldn’t make out what.
She rotated her hips upwards to get deeper penetration and the view was incredible. From the foot of the bed I got a ringside view of his cock ploughing urgently into her trying to thrust ever deeper, something she wanted too as her legs got ever higher and wider. The sights, sounds of soaking pussy and moans, and smell of hot sweat was incredible.
He lifted her stocking clad legs up on to his shoulders with her heels pointing at the ceiling. One stocking had come unclipped and rolled halfway down and it made her look even more gorgeous, even more wanton. I knew in this position he would get the deepest possible penetration and she’d love the feel of this slimmer, longer cock really touching her deeply. She knew it too and reached for his hips, nodding urgently to him, wanting to feel him plunge her depths again.
He looked deep in her eyes, wanting to make that real connection for what his tingling balls must have told him was going to be the finale. He slowly pulled his shaft out and left just the fat helmet at her entrance. Then plunged his cock deep into her. Her eyes rolled in her head and she let out a guttural moan and gasped as she felt him go so, so deep within her.
She started urgently thrusting her hips to meet every thrust of his cock, which pounded relentlessly into her pussy, giving her his full length on every stroke. This is exactly what she loves, she wants to be properly fucked, not tickled, and I knew it would get her off again. Her chest was flushed and heaving, she held her tits out to him as if she was offering them as she started shuddering towards her – and his – second orgasm.
Her lips were parted as she started gasping and her thighs started shuddering again under his relentless assault. She jolted and tried to push him away as her orgasm hit her and she cried out, then pulled him straight back in, desparate to feel him in her depths again as her pussy clenched rhythmically on his cock.
This sent him over the edge too, “Fucking hell” he cried with eyes wide open, feeling her pussy as if it were milking him, and his thrusts got even harder and deeper.
She was nodding desperately at him and pulling at his hips, wanting his young sperm deep in her, where it belonged, in her pussy.
“Yes, yes! Spunk in me!” She shouted at him, and it absolutely finished him off.
He gave one last, desperate lunge, grabbed her legs and pulled them to him as he buried his cock right into her depths to let her have his load. He groaned deeply and once again I saw his balls contracting and root of his cock twitching as he emptied himself in her, her heels quivering and half kicking the air either side of his head. They both had their eyes tight shut with the ecstasy of their coupling.
Finally he stopped clutching her legs and let go and they flopped wide open and down, she was spent. He pulled his finally soft cock from her and rolled away, completely done himself. She was an absolute vision. Lying there with legs apart, completely and satisfyingly fucked. A dribble of Jake’s cum snaked out of her soaking pussy and down over her arse as her flushed chest heaved.
I couldn’t restrain myself. I don’t think I’ve ever been so full of lust before or since, I felt like a bull on heat. I joined her on the bed, reached for her, rolled her over and pulled her hips and arse up so she was on her hands and knees. She moaned and flopped her hand at me a bit and muttered “sore” but I was not going to be denied.
Normally I’m a reasonably considerate lover but my blood was up and there was no question about what was coming next. I was going to reclaim her, pound my sexy gorgeous slutty wife’s cunt and fill it with my seed.
We love doggy style fucking in our bedroom play, she likes to back onto me and control the pace but she was almost out for the count here, face down in the pillow and I was just going to take her. I lined up my iron hard cock with her soaked hole, took one long last look at the cum soaking her pubes, and rammed in hard in one go.
My entry knocked the air from her lungs and she almost collapsed forward, but I had a strong grip on her hips and held her upright. The feeling of her cunt on my cock was unbelievable. The hottest and wettest I had ever felt, and knowing some of that wet was another man’s cum made my cock and balls twitch.
I started pounding her hard and relentlessly from behind. My balls slapping against her clit on each hard forward thrust. Before long they were soaked in the brew of her and Jake’s juices that was dripping from her.
Amazingly she came again from this hard pounding, mewing and crying and trying despite being virtually spent to push back on me as she reached her climax.
I wasn’t going to last long. She always knows how to make me cum fast, she reached back under her and grabbed my swinging balls in her right hand, fondling them and scraping her nails on my sack, then gently squeezing like she’s squeezing the cum from me.
I honestly don’t think it was necessary but fuck, it felt good anyway. I didn’t want this fuck to ever end, but I couldn’t hold back and as my balls tightened in her hand she knew I was near and grunted ‘yes, yes, own me’ and that finished me off.
I lifted my head and roared out as I pulled her hips back on me and rammed by cock right in to her cervix then unleashed my cum in 7 or 8 hard, thick spurts. I felt like the sperm was being milked from my balls by her clutching, throbbing pussy as I filled her, as I took back my woman.
We collapsed forward on to the bed together and my shrinking cock slipped out of her very sloppy hole which opened and spewed out the loads that had been dumped in her. After a half minute breather, she kicked off her shoes and ripped off her ruined - laddered, spunky - stockings and beckoned Jake back on the bed and we snuggled either side of her in the joint afterglow. What a woman!
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She fucked Jake a few more times that year, sometimes with me, sometimes without. And I always got the benefit of how much it revved her up. But none was quite so explosive and erotic as the first time.
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