My wife and I go camping

When I married my wife Katie several years ago, I assumed I was marrying a sexually conservative girl. Katie had only slept with a couple boyfriends before me, and she was never very adventurous. Occasionally I would try some kinky stuff in the bedroom, but it would be obvious she wasn’t thrilled with it, and we would eventually go back to vanilla sex.

But a few months ago, we went on a camping weekend that really opened up a new horizon of sexual experiences for the two of us. It started with us both taking a long weekend off from work and setting out for a nearby mountain lake that we usually visit. We intended to spend a couple days alone with each other, swimming and hiking and unwinding.

Unfortunately, when we reached our usual spot near the lake, we saw a big tent was already set up. Nearby were three young guys, who looked in their early 20s, a few years younger than us.

I thought about going somewhere else, but Katie really loved that spot, so we decided to just go ahead and camp next to the guys. We got out of the car and walked up to them. “Hey, do you guys mind if we camp here, too?” I asked.

“Not at all, mate, go right ahead!” one of them said. He introduced himself as Trevor, and the other two guys as Craig and Jake. They were Australian guys who were backpacking around the United States on a months-long trip. I have no idea how they could afford such a long trip, but it didn’t seem appropriate to ask.

They were very friendly, and we ended up chatting with them as we set up our own tent. Of course, I couldn’t help but notice the way they were eyeing Katie. She was wearing jean cutoffs and a tight white tanktop that tightly hugged her chest, and they snuck glances at her tits as much as they could. Not that I minded. Katie is beautiful and I was happy that she was getting admiring stares from other men.

After we set up the tent, Katie and I went for a hike around the lake. When we got back in the afternoon, Craig and Jake had left for a hike up the mountain, and Trevor was sitting by the lake shore sunbathing. He told us we were welcome to have dinner with them that night, and we accepted.

In the meantime, Katie decided she was going to go for a swim while I finished setting up our own cooking gear. She already had her bikini on underneath her outfit, so she just started taking her outer layer off. Her bikini was a fairly conservative cut, and yellow with red polka dots, but I still watched her as she stripped down. Her full C-cup tits jiggled a little in the top as she pulled off her shirt and then as she wiggled out of her shorts. I could feel myself getting a little hard.

She saw me looking and smiled. “I’m actually a little worried about wearing this with those guys around. It’s not too revealing, is it?”

“Not at all,” I said. “If anything you could wear a smaller one!”

She grinned. “Calm down, big boy. Wait for later tonight…”

She winked at me and walked away to the lake, making sure to wiggle her ass for my benefit. She walked past Trevor, gave him a wave, and then walked into the water.

I turned my attention back to the grill setup, occasionally looking back to see Katie. She was doing lazy swims and dips, occasionally diving underwater and coming back up again. From my angle, I could see Trevor looking her way a lot, seeing her wet bikini clinging to her curves and watching the water drip from her body. Couldn’t blame him for staring, I thought to myself.

What happened next changed the course of the whole weekend. I was looking down at the grill when I suddenly heard Trevor say, “Whoa!”

I looked up and immediately saw what he was looking at. Katie had just come up from a dive and was standing up in the water. Somehow during her swim, her bikini top had pulled loose, and it was now plastered around her stomach. Her breasts were completely exposed.

She didn’t seem to realize it, either. She stood upright, rubbing water from her face, and then stretched her arms over her head to pull her hair together and squeeze water out of it. Her naked breasts swayed and jiggled with her movements, her soft pink nipples bouncing playfully around. Trevor just stared at her with a huge smile on his face. He had just met this hot girl a few hours ago and now he was seeing her naked tits on total display. He must have thought he hit jackpot.

“Hon!” I said loudly. Katie turned and saw my expression, then turned to Trevor’s wide grin, then looked down and saw what she was showing. With a shriek, she wrapped her arms around her breasts and turned around, away from us.

Trevor burst out laughing. “Yeaahhh, Katie!” he said, and started applauding as Katie grabbed her top and retied it. She turned back around, her face red.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry, I’m so embarrassed!” she said. She was blushing furiously, and almost looked like she might cry. She started running to the shore, clutching her top just to make sure it didn’t fall off again. I thought she might run to our tent and just stay there for the rest of the trip.

“Why are you embarrassed?” Trevor said. “That just made my day!”

She tried to walk past Trevor without looking at him, but he stopped her by saying something I didn’t hear. The two of them started talking. Whatever he was saying, he seemed genuine about it, and all of a sudden I saw Katie smiling through her blush. They kept chatting in a voice just low enough for me not to be able to hear. Her smile eventually turned to a giggle, then a couple of laughs. I don’t know what Trevor was saying, but at least Katie seemed not to be near tears anymore.

They were still talking when Craig and Jake suddenly ran up. “What was all that screaming?” Craig said.

“Oh, nothing, nothing,” Katie said. But she said it in a sing-song tone, in a way that I couldn’t tell if she was trying to stop the conversation or keep them asking.

“Definitely not nothing,” Trevor said, flashing a smile at Katie.

“Hush!” Katie said, smiling back at him.

“What? What was it?” Jake said.

“Nothing, I just…I just lost my top swimming, that’s all,” Katie said.

“Whoa!” Jake said.

Craig turned to Trevor. “Oi, and you saw her tits?”

“Best pair I’ve ever seen!” Trevor said.

“Stop it!” Katie laughed.

“What’e they like?” Craig said.

“Just amazing! Firm and round, like a movie star,” Trevor said. “You boys missed out.”

“Let’s have a look, then!” Jake said to Katie.

Katie laughed. “No way, it was an accident! You guys missed the show.” I noticed her calling it “a show.” She was handling it with a lot more confidence than I had thought she would.

We ate dinner with the guys that night, around their campfire. The topics ranged around, mostly small-talk, but every now and then would go back to Trevor having seen Katie’s tits.

“Wait, so her top was completely off?” Craig said at one point. “Not just a little moved?”

“Totally off,” Trevor said. “She just came topless out of the water like a fantasy.”

Katie turned red but laughed. I could see now how much she was enjoying the attention, even as she was embarrassed by it.

“What bad luck,” Craig pouted.

“YOU were the one who wanted to go hiking!” Jake said to him. “Now you cost us seeing the best boobs of our lives!”

“Why, God, why?” Jake cried out, looking upwards. Katie burst out laughing. I was impressed with how the guys were able to talk so openly about her breasts while still keeping the conversation funny and not creepy.

“But what about me, though,” Trevor said. “I’ll never see another pair of tits as good, isn’t that sad?”

“Oi, it is,” Craig agreed, raising his beer bottle. “Here’s to the poor man who is ruined for all boobies forever.”

Katie and everyone else raised their glasses, laughing.

After dinner was over and we got into our tent that night, Katie was very quick to initiate sex. Usually I need to warm her up to it, but this time she went straight to unbuckling my pants and got on top of me quickly.

We started having sex, but I could tell her mind wasn’t totally on me, so I decided to just openly discuss it. “It was kind of hot hearing all the guys talk about you flashing Trevor today.”

Her eyes lit up. “You’re not mad? I hope you’re not mad! I didn’t mean to!” she said.

“No, I know it was an accident. Were you upset?”

“I was a little at first…but all the attention was nice…” she said, her eyes getting dreamy.

“What did Trevor tell you after you got out?”

She closed her eyes, and softly moaned as she rode me. “Just…that I shouldn’t be embarrassed, and how nice my boobs are…he really liked them…”

“Did you like how they talked about you?” I egged her on. “All the attention they paid to your naked tits?”

She moaned harder. “Uh huh…did you like hearing them talk about my boobs?”

I paused for a second. “I did.”

We kept fucking for a few more seconds in silence. Then she said, “what if…what if it happened again? What if maybe the other guys got to see my boobs?”

I was a little surprised by this. “You want to show your tits to Jake and Craig?”

“No…maybe?” she said, but she rode me harder, clearly into the idea. “Would you mind?”

I actually didn’t. I knew my wife had fantastic tits, and as long as the guys kept their hands off, what did I care if they got to see them? Especially if it revved Katie up like this and made her more into other kinky stuff in the future.

“Would I mind what?” I asked as I started pushing into her harder. “Say it.”

She moaned again. “Oohhhhh…if those guys saw my boobs? If these guys we just met saw me topless? Would you mind that?”

She started riding me harder, I could tell she was about to cum, and so was I.

“What if my top fell off again, right in front of all of them-oohh! oh!-and they saw everything? They’ll know what your wife’s naked tits look like, they’ll see my bare tits OOHHHH!”

With a scream she started cumming. I came, too, as she rode me hard. For a few seconds we came together, until we finally collapsed into each other’s arms.

After a few minutes, I thought about asking Katie if she was serious about what she said, but she was already fast asleep.

The next morning, Katie and I made breakfast, showered at the camp showers, and then spent the day hanging around. The three guys were gone the whole morning, and it wasn’t until afternoon when they returned.

The charged atmosphere of yesterday seemed to have dissipated, and for a while the two groups kept to ourselves. Then a little after two, Craig came by.

“Hey, you guys want to go on a hike up the mountain? Trevor and Jake just want to sleep.”

I said that I wanted to take a nap, but maybe afterward the three of us could go. But then Katie said, “No, take a nap, honey, I’ll go hiking with Craig!”

“Are you sure?” I asked her.

“Yeah, I want to get some exercise!” she said. Then she looked at me and gave me a wink. I wasn’t sure what that meant.

Katie went inside the tent and came back out with a pair of shorts, some hiking boots, and a tight t-shirt over a bikini top. The two of them started walking up the hiking trail. They would be gone about three hours, I realized. Three hours with Katie and Craig alone, right after she had given me a wink. I was a bit troubled, but trusted her.

Still, I wasn’t quite able to take that nap I was hoping to. I laid down on the lakeshore grass and ended up just tossing and turning in the sun.

After a couple of hours, my phone suddenly beeped. I looked at it and saw that Katie had texted me. It was a photo of her, on the mountain summit, facing away from the camera and raising her arms to the sky. But what I noticed first was her bare back. She was wearing only her shorts! Her shirt and bikini top were nowhere to be seen, just a thin tan line.

Just then I got a text from her: “U like?”

I texted back: “yes very nice!”

She texted back: “Craig took it for me :)”

I hesitated for a second, then texted: “did he see anything more than that?”

After a very long minute, I got back a text that gave me butterflies in my stomach: “mmmhmmm… :)”

Then: “i will tell u about it tonite!”

Well, I wasn’t going to get any sleep after reading that. I got up and tried to settle my nerves for a bit. Jake and Trevor were up at that point, so I played cards with them for an hour until finally Katie and Craig walked up.

I immediately noticed that Katie was no longer wearing her bikini top under her shirt. In fact, it was almost obscenely obvious how freely her breasts were now jiggling and how her nipples were so clearly outlined. The other guys had clearly noticed as well, and were openly staring at Katie’s chest.

“How was the hike?” Jake said.

“Fun!” Katie said.

“VERY fun!” Craig grinned.

“Oi, what happened?” Trevor said. “You get a look at Katie’s jubblies?”

“Yeah!!” Craig said, and high-fived Trevor.

Katie laughed and slapped Craig in the shoulder. “Craig! That was a secret!”

“That’s my girl!” Trevor laughed.

“What?!” Jake said. “That’s no fair! Am I the only one who’s not gonna see them?”

“Shoulda gone hiking, mate!” Craig said.

“First I didn’t see them because I went hiking, then I didn’t see them because I didn’t go hiking?” Jake moaned as everyone laughed. “I hate these rules!”

I laughed along with the others, mostly because it would have been very embarrassing to everyone if I had looked upset. Occasionally one of them would look at me to make sure I wasn’t angry, and to tell the truth I wasn’t sure how I was feeling about all the ogling at Katie, but I didn’t want to ruin anyone’s good time.

Katie and I didn’t get a chance to talk about what happened until the guys left the campsite for a dinner in town that night. As soon as their truck drove off, I asked. “So, how’d that picture get taken?”

She immediately reached over and started stroking my cock. “God, I’ve been waiting all day to tell you! I’m so turned on, we have to fuck!”

I had never heard that kind of language from her before, it was startling. “Okay, sure, first tell me what happened!” I said.

She smiled. “Well, we started walking up the trail and just chatting. He told me a bit about where in Australia they’re from and where they’re traveling.

“After a while, I started getting warm, so I stopped and said, ‘hold on, I’m going to take my shirt off.’ And he whistled and said something like now the fun was starting, I forget what, but it was funny. So I took off my shirt and wrapped it around my waist so I was just wearing my bikini top.

“So we kept hiking and talking, and I can tell he’s looking at my boobs as much as he can, and it was a little hot how obvious he was and how he was trying not to be. Like the effect my boobs were having on him!

“So we keep walking, and then he starts saying that if I get warmer I can always take off more clothing, so I joke back that he could do it too. And so to be fair, he took off his shirt! He has a lot of muscles, honey!

Her voice got softer, and she fished her phone out of her pocket.

“So we reach the top, and I ask him to take a pic of me at the top, so he takes this one…”

She pulled up the photo app and flipped to a photo of her, standing at the summit smiling happily, in her sunglasses, wearing her bikini top and shorts.

“Don’t I look good?” he said.

“You do, very sexy,” I said.

“I told Craig I was going to send you this pic, but he suggested that instead I send you a sexier one, where I’m facing away but you can see that I’m topless! So I said, ‘you just want to see me take my top off!’ And he said he wouldn’t have to see anything, I could just turn around and take my top off, he’d take the pic, and then I’d put my top back on before turning around.

“Then he said that if I forgot to put my top on before I turned back around, he wouldn’t mind! He was joking, but I remember you said last night that you wanted me to show off a bit more…”

That’s really what SHE said, not me, but I let her continue.

“So I said that wasn’t likely, but it made me a little turned on to think about it. So I gave him my phone and I turned around…and I took off my bikini top…and sent you this one.”

She flipped to the next one, which was the one she sent me, her arms wide out to the sky, bare back visible to the camera.

“So Craig says he got it and that it looked great. And I hesitated for a quick second, because I just didn’t want to put my top on yet, and I think he sensed that, because then he said he had another idea for a pic. And he said it would be really sexy if I turned around and faced the camera but kept my boobs covered with my hands!

“And just thinking about being in front of him topless, with just my hands between his eyes and my boobies turned me on so much! So I did it! I turned around and he took another pic…”

She flipped to another photo. This was like the first one, with Katie facing the camera, in sunglasses. Except this time she had her hands cupping her bare tits like a bra. Her fingers were hiding her nipples but you could see everything else, and her tits bulged around her hands like they were trying to burst free. Her mouth was in the shape of a surprised “o” as if she had just been caught topless. It was an incredibly sexy picture.

“Isn’t it hot?” she said.

“Yeah, it is,” I admitted. “But I can’t believe you let yourself get photographed like that.”

“I know, I wasn’t sure at first, but it was MY phone, so I could always just delete it!” she said. “And I started thinking about Craig seeing me topless, and how Trevor saw me and how sexy and fun I felt afterwards…remember, honey?”

“I remember,” I said.

“So,” she said, biting her lower lip, “I told him to take another one and I dropped my hands.”

She flipped to the next photo. Her arms were now akimbo, hands on her hips, her bare breasts exposed to the camera. She had a wide grin on her face, even as she was clearly blushing. Her pink nipples were crinkly and hard, pointing up at the camera playfully. In the glow of the sun they looked plump and perfect.

“Wow…” I stammered. I wasn’t sure what to say. I know I had egged her on, but now I was realizing that it was one thing to see Katie accidentally exposed, and another to see her proudly baring her tits for another guy. It was erotic but confusing.

“His eyes got so big, honey,” she said, giggling. “He was even happier than Trevor, like a puppy dog. All just for seeing my boobs!”

“You really made his day, huh?” I said.

“Yep!” she said, happily. “I wanted to put my top back on, but he wanted to take some more shots, and I thought what the heck.”

She started flipping through a few more photos, all with her posing topless. In one she had her hands behind her head, in another she had them wrapped below her tits, pushing them up. One was her giving a peace sign with a goofy face, and another was her with her hands around her mouth, as if shocked that she was being photographed topless, her arms carefully framing her boobs so you could still see them pushed up against each other.

But then she flipped to one more photo, which made me shout, “Whoa, what’s that?”

It was a photo of Craig and Katie, together. They were in a side hug, Craig’s arms wrapped around Katie and bringing her tight into his side. Katie was turned slightly toward Craig, her right breast pushed into his chest.

“Oh, I forgot about that,” she said. “Craig wanted to take a photo with him in it, too, so I said it had to be on my phone so I had control over it. Don’t worry, I’m going to delete it!”

“Looks like he got some contact, too, huh?” I said. She must have sensed that the tone in my voice wasn’t as encouraging anymore.

“Oh, honey, it wasn’t anything,” she said, putting her phone away. “It was just fun! I put my top back on right after that. Okay?”

“…okay,” I said. I guess she was right, it wasn’t a big deal.

She started rubbing my dick. “Ooh, so hard again,” she smiled. “I can tell you like this…”

She practically leaped on me, yanking our clothes off. We weren’t even inside the tent yet, we were still out in the campsite in the open air. Having sex outside was always a fantasy of mine, so I waited until I had pushed my cock inside of her before I said anything.

“We’re fucking right out in public,” I whispered, as she rode on top of me.

“Mmm…I couldn’t wait, ooooh fuck me!” she said.

“What if the guys come back right now?” I said. “They’ll see you completely naked!”

She started moaning harder. “Oooooh nooo! They’ll see me naked! they’ll see your wife totally naked they’ll know what I look like naked oooooooh OHHHH!”

She started cumming, faster than she ever has. We fucked two more times that night, and fell asleep exhausted.

When I woke up the next morning, Katie wasn’t in the tent. I got up outside and saw that she was hanging out with the guys.

“Hey honey! Come over!” she said.

I washed up and walked over, in time to hear Katie and the guys talking about relationships. Apparently the guys were all casually dating but hadn’t found anyone serious, which made sense to me, I don’t see how they could just disappear for a trip to the USA otherwise.

The guys also announced that this was their last day, and they were catching a flight early tomorrow morning. As a goodbye, they asked us to join them again for dinner, and we agreed.

This was our last day, too, so we spent it relaxing. Around noon, Katie went swimming again, and I thought that she might take this opportunity to “accidentally” lose her top, but despite all the guys staring at her, she made sure her bikini stayed covering all the right places.

When she got out of the lake, dripping with water and her wet bikini clinging to her, the guys gave her a round of applause as she sauntered past them. She blushed again, but she was loving it.

She went into the tent and emerged a few minutes later in her regular clothes. Jake started booing.

“How come when I’m watching you your top stays on?” he said.

Katie playfully threw a twig at him. “Why am I always the one showing my boobs? You guys haven’t shown me anything yet!”

“Girls don’t want to see dicks!” Jake said.

“How do you know I don’t want to see yours?” Katie said, and Trevor and Craig started hooting. I was a little stunned at hearing my wife ask a man to show her his cock, but before I could step in, Jake said: “Alright, how’s this, then? First one to race to that tree back gets to see the other one naked!”

Katie looked at me. “Deal!”

I smiled. The guys didn’t know it, but Katie was a varsity-level runner, one of the reasons she had such a great tight body.

Jake and Katie lined up and waited for Craig to give them a countdown, then took off. In no time Katie took a commanding lead and never lost it. She beat Jake by a good twenty feet.

When she got back to the line she jumped up and down, gleefully clapping. Jake staggered behind her, gasping for breath.

“Beaten by a girl, Jake!” Trevor groaned.

Katie pointed at Jake’s pants. “Drop ’em!”

“I can’t believe this,” Jake groaned.

“Oi, turn around first!” Craig said. “That’s not something we want to see!”

“Yeah, give me a private show!” Katie said. “Private show!”

Jake turned around so that only Katie could see him from the front. In a swift move, he yanked his shorts down to his knees. Katie’s eyes went wide and she clasped her hand to her mouth and started laughing.

“Hey!” Jake said, laughing too. “What’s so funny?”

“Nothing, nothing!” Katie said, recovering. “Nothing at all. That’s very…impressive.”

“That’s more like it,” Jake said, pulling his shorts back up. “How about a return flash?”

Katie just smiled as she walked by him back to the group. “How about you win a race?”

After the day came to a close, everyone took a trip to the camp showers and got ready for dinner.

That night we all ate together by the campfire. After dinner, we set up a small radio to a local station, and the guys handed around a bottle of what they said was an Australian liqueur. It had a fresh, strawberry taste to it, so it went down easy, and we all drank from it freely. Katie and I also brought beers, so we shared those with them.

As the night progressed, we kept drinking and drinking. The dinner we had wasn’t very filling, so that didn’t help matters, either, and after a couple hours we were all pretty drunk.

The conversation bounced around here and there, until finally the guys ended up discussing their trip.

“We’ve been to LA, the Grand Canyon, and Austin,” Jake said.

“Austin was the best part so far,” Trevor said.

“I think the best part was seeing Katie’s boobs,” Craig said.

Katie broke into an embarrassed giggle.

“I stand corrected, you’re right,” Trevor said. “The rest of the trip was all rubbish before then.”

“You guys are the worst, I can’t believe I didn’t get to see them.” Jake said.

“You got to see my butt!” Katie said.

This was the first time I had heard of that. Craig and Trevor hadn’t heard of it, either, judging by their reaction.

“Oi, when was this?” Trevor said.

“In the outdoor showers,” Katie said. “Jake needed some soap so I let him come in to grab some.”

“I didn’t even need any soap, I just wanted to see you naked!” Jake said.

Katie squealed and threw a bark chip at him. “I knew it, you pervert!” she said, laughing.

“So you just walked in on her in the shower?” Craig said.

“I was desperate! But she was turned around so I just saw her from behind.”

“I knew what you were trying to do!” she said, and stuck her tongue out at him.

“How was it?” Trevor asked.

“Beautiful! Shaped like a little heart. She’s got such a great butt for a white girl.”

Katie laughed. “Thanks, I guess!”

“Almost as good as seeing her tits, you got enough,” Trevor said.

“What size are they?” Jake asked.

“What cup are you, Katie?” Craig asked.

“I’m not gonna describe my boobs to you guys!” Katie said.

“Large B, I would say,” Trevor said.

Katie fake-gasped. “I’m a C!” she said.

“Yeah, that’s what I would say,” Craig said.

“No way, they’re not THAT big,” Trevor said.

“They are! You just haven’t seen that many boobs to know!” Katie said. All the guys laughed and oohed at the insult.

Katie suddenly reached behind her back and under her top. “I’ll prove it, you jerk,” she said, and unclipped her bra.

At first, we all thought she was going to expose her breasts again, and there was a sudden tense silence as we all watched her. But after she unclipped her bra, she pulled the straps down from under her top, and then reached into her cleavage and pulled her bra out without the shirt having moved at all.

“Here, read the tag!” she said, and threw the bra at Trevor. I noticed it was one of her sexier ones, the kind she wears when she’s expecting it to be seen.

“I love how girls can do that, so sexy,” Jake said, as he sipped his beer.

Trevor checked out the bra, but everyone else’s eyes were now glued to Katie’s chest. Without a bra, her breasts jiggled freely beneath her thin gray tank top. Her nipples were so hard they were almost poking holes in it. In the glow of the fire, they looked unbelievably sexy.

“Alright, alright, you win, C-cup,” Trevor said.

“C-cup Katie!” Jake said.

“But they’re just barely a C, so you’re not totally wrong,” Katie admitted. “Right in between,” she said, and for emphasis, she cupped her boobs and released them, causing them to bounce and sway inside her top.

Trevor put the bra down next to him. “Hey, give it back!” Katie said.

“Give what back?” Trevor said. Katie laughed again.

Suddenly, she gasped and jumped up to her feet. “Oh, I love this song!” she said. She ran up to the speaker and raised the volume. It was a slow, sensual song, one of those that pop divas release every couple of years or so to assert their empowerment.

“Oh, man, what bird DOESN’T like this one?” Trevor laughed.

“Shut up!” Katie said. “I like it!”

She started dancing to the song. She was drunk, so it wasn’t very graceful, but it was a pretty girl dancing, so everyone got quiet. For a minute or two, we all watched her dancing. Everyone especially stared at her tits, which were now bouncing almost obscenely inside her flimsy top. The guys all had wide grins as they watched her breasts jiggle and sway with her body.

Katie herself was clearly enjoying the attention. Her eyes were mostly closed, but I could see her look over every now and then to see us staring at her. After a minute, she said, “come join me!” but no one got up.

“Come onnnnn…” she pleaded. She was slurring her words a bit now.

“We’d rather watch!” Trevor said.

“Watch whaaat?” Katie asked, in a singsong voice. “Watch thiiiss?”

She grasped the bottom of her tank top up and slowly started rolling it up, up above her belly button.

“Whoa, yeah!” Trevor said, and guys suddenly sat up.

Katie giggled at the reaction. She kept sliding the tanktop up, teasingly, slowly moving it up her flat stomach until it was just below her breasts.

Then she stopped, still dancing with the top rolled up her midriff. She moved her hands away, the top staying where it was.

Craig groaned. “Don’t stop!” he said.

“Think of poor Jake!” Trevor said.

“Yeah, think of poor me!” Jake added.

Katie laughed out loud. “Pooooor Jake!” she repeated. Then she turned around, facing away from everyone. She started rolling the top up again, until it reached her neck, and then in one smooth motion she pulled it off her head and tossed it away. For another few seconds, she kept dancing, her bare back to us, moving enough that we could get a glimpse of the sides of her naked breasts as they swayed side to side. Everyone was frozen, eyes wide open, staring intently at her.

Then she turned around, revealing her tits. The guys burst into cheers.

“There we go!” Trevor said.

“Oh, man, they’re even better than you guys said!” Jake said. He started applauding and the rest of the guys joined in.

Katie grinned, deeply blushing but I could tell that she was incredibly turned on. Her nipples were rock hard, and her eyes were bright with lust. She kept dancing, letting everyone feast their eyes on her naked breasts as much as they wanted.

“NOW will you dance?” she finally asked.

“Keep going!” Jake said.

“But I’m barely wearing anything!” Katie said.

Craig laughed. “But you still are!” Craig said.

Katie reached to the waistband of her shorts, then turned to me, almost expectantly. It suddenly occurred to me that this was the first time that night that she had sought my consent to do anything. The entire time I hadn’t really been a thought to her, but now that she was being asked to strip entirely naked, she apparently wanted to make sure I was okay with it.

I didn’t respond, since I wasn’t quite sure I wanted everyone to see my wife totally naked. But Katie must have taken my silence as consent, because reached to her shorts and popped open the buttons, until her shorts were open, revealing dark panties underneath.

I thought she may just take her shorts off and leave her underwear on, but as she started pulling down her shorts her panties caught on her fingers and slid down too. Either she didn’t notice or didn’t care, because she slid them all the way down to her ankles and stepped out of them.

The guys all cheered as my wife now stood in front of them completely naked. Everyone could now see her smooth stomach sloping down to her trimmed bush, her tanned legs and breasts, everything that should be only for my viewing was on complete display to them.

“Holy shit, Katie, you are amazing!” Trevor said.

“Ten out of ten! Ten out of ten!” Craig said. Jake just kept applauding.

Katie giggled embarrassedly. “Come on, dance with me!” she said.

Now all the guys got up to dance. I felt that I should join in, if only to make sure that nothing got out of hand. Unfortunately I didn’t realize how drunk I had become, and as I stood up I lost my balance and stumbled and fell, hitting my head on the trunk I was sitting on.

The next thing I remember was being in my tent. I could her Katie saying, “Baby, are you okay?” Then someone saying, “He’s okay, just a bump. It’s mostly the booze.” Then I went black again.

At some point late in the night, I regained consciousness after hearing rustling and noises. At first I thought I was dreaming, but slowly I began realizing that I was awake, and had a splitting hangover. Next to me was quiet moaning. Was it me? I thought at first, but then realized it was pleasure moaning.

I slowly opened my eyes. Katie was next to me, on all fours, naked. She was the one moaning. Behind her was Trevor, also naked, pumping his cock into her. She was squealing and moaning with each thrust, her tits swinging wildly.

“Oh, fuck, Katie, you’re still so fucking tight,” he said.

“Shhhhh…” she hissed, even though she was making much more noise. “My husband is right here.”

“That’s so hot,” he whispered. “I’m fucking you right in front of your husband…”

“This is so wrong…” my wife sighed. “I’m such a slut…”

Trevor groaned. “I can’t believe I’m fucking you…we talked all weekend about how we wanted to fuck you…”

Katie groaned as loud as she could while still trying to be quiet. “What did you say about me?”

“We talked about your big perfect tits…” Trevor reached down and cupped my wife’s bare tits in his hand, kneading them and pinching her pink nipples. “Oh fuck you’ve got the best tits…”

“I was so embarrassed when you saw them…” she moaned.

“When your top fell down in the lake? And I saw your naked tits?” he groaned.

“Yes yes yes, oh god, yes, you saw my naked tits! Right in front of my husband and you saw my naked tits!” Katie groaned. “I was so embarrassed…and now I’ve fucked all of you…”

Trevor groaned so loudly that Katie looked fearfully at me. But my eyes were closed enough that she must have been reassured that I was really asleep.

“I was so embarrassed before, and now all of your cocks have been inside me…”

“Not Craig…” Trevor said. “Craig didn’t get to fuck you…”

“I’ll fuck him right now!” Katie said. “I’ll go outside and I’ll fuck him and suck you off and fuck you all again…”

Trevor started pumping harder and harder into Katie. “Oh yes yes yes I’m gonna cum I’m gonna cum in you again!”

“UHHHHHHH yes yes yes!” Katie cried out, and it sounded like she was coming herself as Trevor grabbed her hips and stiffened up. “Oooohhh you’re cumming in me I can feel you cumming!”

“Oh Katie I’m cumming in you, I’m cumming in you!” Trevor cried out, and let out a long satisfied moan.

The two of them paused there for a moment, still in doggy-style position, panting heavily. Then Katie whispered, “Come on, let’s go wake up Craig.”

I closed my eyes shut again as they left the tent. When they were gone, I sat up quietly. What had just happened? Did I really just see my wife fucking another man? What were they talking about her fucking all of them? I was so disoriented that I half believed it was a dream. I laid back down again, and the drunkenness put me to back to sleep.

The next morning, when I woke up, Katie was already up and showered and dressed.

“Hey, sleepy head!” she said. Her voice was very nervous, and she sounded like she was trying to act normal. “You got so drunk last night you passed out! The guys left earlier this morning, they said to tell you goodbye!”

“What did you do after I passed out?” I asked.

“Oh, I just went to bed with you, it was late!” Katie said. “Let’s get ready to go, huh?”

“Katie, I woke up last night and saw you with Trevor,” I said to her flatly.

She suddenly went quiet, and for a second I thought maybe I really had dreamed it, but then she suddenly burst into tears.

“Oh honey, I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry!” she sobbed. She fell into my arms sobbing. “It all happened to fast. They made me feel so sexy and everything just seemed so fun and anonymous and I went too far and I’m such a slut I don’t know what happened!”

I let her blubber on for a few seconds, then told her it was okay, and that I just wanted her to tell me the full truth of what happened last night. She nodded, wiped away her tears, and started talking.

Apparently, after I had been put to bed, Katie and the rest of the guys kept dancing, although it was more Katie dancing while the guys swayed and watched her. The intense attention, along with all the alcohol, started to turn Katie on intensely. “I’ve never felt that before, being totally naked and having all these guys staring at me. It just got me so hot…”

“So we keep dancing, and I can see how hard they all are, and I’m so confused, because I’m married and I knew it was wrong but I wanted to see and feel their dicks so bad, all of them at once, and I was getting so wet I was worried they would all be able to tell.

“Finally Jake says, ‘your breasts are so perfect, I can’t believe they’re real,’ and I know what he was trying to do, so I said ‘feel for yourself!’ And I pushed out my chest so he could feel them.”

I tried to imagine how this looked, with my naked wife thrusting her chest out to a group of men

“So he grabbed my boobs and started groping them, and I closed my eyes and moaned a little bit. And I think that set everything off. Before I knew it, Jake was kissing me and his hands were all over me.”

Jake and Katie began making out ferociously, and Katie’s hands went straight to his dick, groping it through his flimsy shorts. Jake groaned and began showering kisses on Katie’s neck, which drives her crazy. She started pumping his dick through his shorts for another minute, before, she said, “I finally just had to feel it. I had seen it on the beach and in the shower, and it had looked so big and it felt so thick through his shorts…I guess I was just desperate to have it in my hand. So I just grabbed the waistband of his shorts and pulled them down enough for his dick to pop out.

“Oh, honey, I’m so sorry. I haven’t felt another man’s penis since we got married, and it felt so good. He was so big and hard and I just couldn’t get enough of it…”

Katie pumped Jake’s cock while the two of them made out. He slipped his hand down on her mound and started stroking her clit, and then slid a finger into my wife’s pussy. In her haze, she briefly noticed that the other two guys were just watching the two of them attack each other, but then returned her attention to Jake, stroking his shaft while he fingered her.

Katie started tearing up again as she said what happened next. “I was still thinking by this point that maybe I would just jerk him and the other two off, or maybe just be a bitch and leave right there and go back to the tent, but before I could make a decision, Jake suddenly grabbed me by the waist and lifted me up off the ground. I’ve never been just picked up like that, he was so big and strong that it didn’t seem like anything to him. I was so startled that I just wrapped my legs around his waist, and…and he just sort of slid into me.”

She started crying again. “Baby, please forgive me! I didn’t mean for it to happen, it was so sudden, and before I knew it, he was inside me. And it felt so good I just couldn’t stop after that.” I waited for her to finish crying and asked for her to continue.

Once Jake had pushed himself into my wife’s cunt, he started bouncing Katie up and down on his cock, like a doll he was using to get off. Katie started feeling an orgasm coming, but before she could feel it, Jake started gasping, “I’m going to cum!”

Drunk as she was, Katie at least had the presence of mind to shout, “No! Not in me, don’t cum inside me!”

Jake pulled her off of his dick and onto her feet just in time. She dropped to her knees and wrapped her lips around his pulsing cock just in time to feel him start shooting his load into her mouth. She pumped his shaft and sucked on his head, milking every shot from his dick, swallowing his cum as he groaned and grabbed her hair.

For a few seconds, there was total silence as my naked wife sat on her knees, Jake’s softening cock in her mouth, with two other guys watching the whole thing. Then Jake blurted out, laughing, “oh, man, that was close!”

“Jesus, that was like a porno!” Craig said. “You two are experts!”

Katie giggled through the embarrassment. She pulled her mouth off of Jake’s cock and leaned back, resting on her hands, with her knees spread out, her tits jiggling as she panted from all the exertion. She smiled widely at the two guys.

“Not quite, he didn’t let me cum!” she said.

“Oi, Jake, how could you?” Trevor said.

“I know, I know, look at her, she’s too hot!” Jake protested. Everyone laughed.

“I’ll fix it,” Trevor said, and walked over to Katie.

“My hero!” Katie grinned, before Trevor was on top of her, pushing his tongue into her mouth. At first she resisted, since she had just swallowed Jake’s cum, but Trevor didn’t seem to care and Katie quickly opened her mouth to let his tongue in. They made out as Katie fumbled with his shorts, pulling them down.

As soon as his cock was free, Trevor slammed it into Katie’s cunt. It slid in fast and easy, after the fucking she had gotten from Jake, and Katie squealed from the sudden rush of sensation. Trevor raised himself up on his hands and started pounding into her.

“Oh, fuck, you’re so tight!” he said, staring straight into her eyes.

Katie stared straight back. “Uhhhh, you’re so big! Oh, fuck, you’re filling me up!”

“Have you done this before?” Trevor said. “Have you ever danced naked in front of a bunch of guys and fucked them while they watched you?”

Katie moaned at the dirty talk. “No-ohhhh, no! I’ve never done anything like this! Keep fucking me!”

“Never done what? What have you never done?” Trevor demanded. He leaned down and roughly sucked her nipple into her mouth, making Katie gasp.

“I’ve never-oh!-fucked three guys at once…oooh! Never had…three guys see me naked and danced for them and fucked their big dicks ohhhh!”

Trevor grunted and kept pumping into Katie. “Do you like us seeing you naked? Seeing your tits and ass bouncing around for us?”

The wild fucking and dirty talk was driving Katie to the edge. “Yes! I wanted you all to see me naked…to see my tits and my ass and to see me dancing…” Katie shivered with intense pleasure..

“I can’t believe you’ve all seen me naked! I’m a good girl and I’m married and I just met you guys and now you’ve all seen me naked and you’re all fucking me you’re fucking me and groping me ohhhhhh god!” Katie exploded into an orgasm, so intense that she thought she was going to pass out.

As she came down, she felt Trevor still pounding into her. “Oh, fuck, that was so good, I’ve never cum so hard,” she panted.

“Can I keep going?” Trevor said.

“Yes, oh fuck, yes, keep fucking me with that huge dick!”

Katie turned to Craig, who was now naked himself and stroking his dick. “Come here!” she almost demanded to him.

Craig ran over and kneeled down next to Katie’s head as Trevor leaned back on his legs. Craig was so hard that he had to almost lean over Katie, and he pushed his cock against he lips. She opened her mouth and let him slide in.

When Katie told me this, I could barely believe it. My beautiful innocent wife, who had never done so much as spanking, was sucking off a guy while being fucked by another man, right after she had fucked a third guy.

The way Trevor was bouncing her, it was hard for Katie to get into a rhythm giving Craig a blowjob, but it apparently didn’t matter. Craig furiously pawed and pinched her bouncing tits as she sucked on his cock, and after just a minute he started breathing heavily. “Oh shit, I’m gonna cum, can I cum in your mouth?”

Katie barely had time to nod before Craig let out a huge groan and she felt his cum start spurting into her mouth. She sucked harder, trying not to let her gag reflex kick in as load after load went down her throat.

Craig pulled out and sank back on his knees, spent. Katie swallowed the last of his cum and turned her attention back to Trevor’s vigorous pounding, and could feel herself about to cum again. “Oh, Trevor, you’re soooo good!” she gasped. “I love your big cock!”

Trevor suddenly started to groan. “Katie, I’m gonna cum, where should I cum?”

“No, wait, I’m so close!” Katie panted.

“I don’t know if I can hold off!” Trevor said.

“Hold on, hold on, oh god, hold on…” Katie groaned, as her orgasm began to build.

Trevor slowed down a little bit, then began to speed up his thrusts. “I don’t think I can, I can’t!”

“Cum inside me, just keep fucking me!” Katie moaned.

“…you want me to cum inside you?”

“Yes! Yes, I don’t care just keep fucking me oooooh god keep fucking me!” Katie screamed.

Trevor grabbed Katie’s hips and lost control. “Oh fuck FUCK I’m cumming!” he yelled. “Katie I’m cumming inside you!”

Katie felt Trevor’s cock pulsing inside her, shooting spurt after spurt of cum into her pussy. That finally sent her over the edge. “OOOOHHHHHHH you’re shooting inside me, I can feel you cumming in me!” she screamed, and once again had an earth-shattering orgasm.

The two of them rode each other through the orgasm until Trevor collapsed on the ground next to her in exhaustion. For a few minutes, Katie and the three guys laid there quietly panting. Finally, Katie staggered to her feet.

“Let’s go for a swim,” she said, and stumbled over into the lake. Jake followed her into the water.

Katie was still drunk but was now sober enough to realize just what she had done.

“Do you think I’m a slut?” she asked Jake, her voice shaking.

“What? No, babe! This was just a fun night? Did you have fun?” he said.

She nodded. “Uh huh…” she said. She was still spinning from her two orgasms.

“This was the most fun I’ve ever had,” he said. “I’m going to remember this night for the rest of my life and think of you as the most fun and awesome girl I’ve ever known!”

She smiled. He seemed to be sincere, and Australians were probably more free with sexual mores, so what was the harm, she reasoned. Jake’s reassurance had set her at ease. She glanced over at his muscular torso, and looked down at his semi-hard cock, hanging heavily over his balls.

“I’ve never fucked anyone the way you fucked me,” she said, gazing dreamily at Jake’s dick. “Didn’t you get tired?”

“With a bird as light as you? No way,” he said. His cock began to rise under her attention, and she noticed.

“…do you think you can do it again?” she asked.

“Absolutely!”

Katie stood up and jumped into Jake’s arms, wrapping her legs around his waist, and once again slid down onto his cock. This time they fucked for a while, Jake trying to show off how long he could hold her standing up.

“Oohhh god, I’m going to cum again…” he said.

She whispered into her ear. “Do you want to come inside me this time? You can come in my pussy if you want…”

“Oh fuck that’s so hot hearing you say that!” he whispered back.

“Cum inside my pussy,” she whispered again. “Shoot your cum into my married cunt!” Katie couldn’t believe she was egging him on like this, using her marriage as sex talk.

“Oh god you want me to cum in your cunt?” Trevor panted.

“Yes yes, cum in my cunt like Trevor did, cum inside me!”

Jake groaned and started shooting his load into Katie. She didn’t reach an orgasm herself, but feeling him spurt inside her felt wrong in such a delicious way, which she couldn’t understand but wanted more of.

After Jake put her down, the two of them stumbled back to Trevor and Craig, who were so exhausted that they were already half-asleep. Katie crawled into our tent where I was passed out, and laid down next to me, still naked and wet from the lake, and fell asleep.

At some point in the night, Trevor snuck into the tent and fondled her until she woke up. They fucked again, which was what I had witnessed in my hungover and concussed state.

After they snuck out of the tent, they walked over to where Craig and Jake were splayed out, sleeping from where Katie had left them earlier. Katie knelt over Craig and started rubbing his cock, which quickly woke him up. He turned over to see Katie kneeling over him, her naked plump tits dangling right above his face.

“Do you want to fuck me?” she whispered. Craig immediately pulled her onto him, causing her to squeal in surprise. In a second he had his cock pushed up inside her and she was riding him hard. Unlike Trevor, Craig fucked her silently, using his mouth just to bite and suck on her tits. Before she could build up another orgasm, he groaned and she felt him spurting his cum into her. It was the fourth load she had taken in her cunt that night.

“I don’t remember much after that…” she said. “I think I fell asleep, I was still kind of drunk and now I was so tired. Honey, if you want to talk about a divorce, I-“

I clasped my hand over her mouth and shoved her to the ground. She gave a surprised, muffled squeal as I forcefully yanked her shorts down her legs. My cock was rock-hard and I wasted no time pushing it in her. She gasped at the sudden entry.

I started thrusting into her. “Tell me again how they fucked you,” I hissed.

“Ohhhh! They fucked me so good! Oh-OOH! Their dicks were so big and they were so deep in me!”

We fucked like that all day, sometimes in the tent, other times outside. We ended up staying another day just to fuck and missing a day of work.

Since then, we recount the story during sex. Sometimes Katie changes the story. Sometimes she says she snuck out in the morning and gave Craig a goodbye blowjob because he only got to fuck her once, sometimes she says she stayed out of the tent and fucked Jake and Trevor again. One time she said that Trevor even slipped his cock into her ass. I’m not quite sure what’s truth and what’s fictional anymore, but I can’t wait to go camping again.

A suprise cuckold experience

Danny drained the remnants of his beer from the bottle, his eyes and thoughts on his attractive blonde wife standing at the beach-bar a few yards away. A sudden breeze opened her wrap-around skirt briefly allowing him to get a flash of her tanned thigh and panties. There were others sitting around tables as the evening sunset began to take hold but no-one else seemed to notice the sudden flash of naked flesh.

The barman who was serving her didn’t get a look either; it was difficult from his vantage point. Danny had no doubt though that the barman would have liked to have seen what he had seen; he knew the look of lust when he saw it. He had seen that look when they first arrived three days ago and he had seen his eyes light up every time they had paid a visit to the bar which lay a few hundred yards from their apartment. It was clear to him that the Jamaican bar owner had the hots for Claire, his wife.

They were talking about him though. Every now and then they would look across at him. Danny began to feel a little disconcerted as well as curious. He knew Claire well; they had been together for ten years now, eight of which as man and wife; they also had two children together, so he knew that the look on her face was serious. Still, he sat there watching them talking; waiting patiently for her to return with their drinks.

It was almost ten minutes later when she moved away from the bar and her admirer, and came back to the table.

“You were deep in conversation there?” Danny said as she sat down. She ignored his question. “You know when you booked this holiday how did you actually find this place?” She asked him.

“I told you,” He replied. “on the internet.”
“I know but where?” She asked him again.

Danny shrugged his shoulders. “I just googled adult holidays.”
“Adult?”

“Yes as in adults only.” He replied. “Why?”
“Adult as in adult?” She asked.
“Adult as in no children.” He told her. “That’s what we wanted after last year’s disaster in Orlando.”

She knew what he meant. Last year they had ended up in a family resort full of hyperactive kids and it had ruined their intended rest and relation break. Though they had children of their own and enjoyed holidaying with them there were times when they needed quality time together.

“But did they say anything else about the resort here?” She asked him.
He shrugged his shoulders again as he took a swig of beer. “I didn’t bother going into much detail. It was a last minute deal.” He replied. “We always fancied Jamaica anyway so I just booked it. Why, don’t you like it here?”

Claire leant forward and spoke quietly. “Do you notice anything about the place?”
Danny looked around him quickly. “Yes, no kids.”
“Look closer.” She told him.

Danny looked around again. The two closest tables to them each had two white couples with a black male sat with them. There were two more tables with a lone white male; there were a couple more tables with white women sat with black males and then there was a large crowd around three tables put together. The crowd consisted of six white females with six black males.

He shrugged his shoulders. “Looks pretty normal to me.”

Just as he finished speaking a white woman and a black male appeared from the direction of the apartments walking hand in hand. They brushed past them as they sat down at one of the tables that had a lone white male sat at it. The man had a smile on his face as he stood up and gave the woman a kiss. “Have a good time darling?” They heard him say.

The woman said something that they could not hear clearly and then she said more loudly “How about getting Ezra and me a drink.”

Danny looked at Claire. The penny was beginning to drop. Claire leaned forward “Joe was telling me that this resort is a haven for cuckolds” She said quietly.
“Cuckolds?” Danny asked, trying to be as quiet as Claire.

“Married women come here for a break without their husbands and some husbands like to accompany their wives and allow them to sample the local males!”

The blood drained from Danny’s face. “How……how…..do you know that?” He asked her.
I told you.” She replied. “Joe told me.”

“He……he….he doesn’t think we’re like that does he?” Danny asked.

“Well, he did ask if you’re a cuckold but I soon put him right on that.” She answered. “He’d like to cuckold you though!”
“He can bugger off!” Danny snapped back.

Claire smiled and leaned forward to give him a reassuring kiss. “But you do like to fantasize about me with another man, don’t you?.” She teased softly.
“Yeah…but it’s just a fanta…” He started to say. ‘Wait, you’re not suggesting that you actually want to try it are you??”

Claire smiled. “Well……if the opportunity arose…”

Danny had no chance to respond because Joe suddenly appeared with a tray of drinks. “On the house.” He said as he put the tray down.
Joe held out his hand “I’m Joe and you must be Danny.” He said before pulling up a chair. Danny began to feel uneasy as he sat down between him and Claire. “That’s me done for the night.” He said as he sipped on his drink.

The three people from a table behind got up and walked passed them; the white woman and the black male held hands and the white male followed on behind. The black male spoke to Joe as he walked passed and Joe said “I will, have a nice time my friend.”

Danny looked at the white male following them; he wore shorts that had a prominent bulge in the front. “There goes one happy cuckold.” Joe commented.

Danny felt uncomfortable. He knew that Joe wanted to cuckold him and he also knew that Claire would do it if given the chance. “Maybe he isn’t happy.” Danny said. Joe laughed “Did you not see his stiffy?” He said. “A cuckold will always have a stiffy when his wife or girlfriend is with another man.”

“Have you cuckolded many men Joe?” Claire asked.
Danny was shocked that she would ask such a question.
“Yes.” He responded looking at Danny.
Danny looked away.

“What do you get out of it apart from the obvious?” Claire asked him.

It’s a combination of things.” He said as he sipped his drink.”But like my friend just then, I do get a buzz in that situation, taking the wife away to pleasure her and having her husband as an onlooker with a stiffy.”

“He did look excited.” Claire commented. “Do they always get that excited?” Joe smiled. “You bet.” He replied. “It’s the first sign that they enjoy being cuckolded. We always call it the cuckold test.”

“The cuckold test?” Claire asked.

“Well if you’re with a couple for the first time and you’re paying the wife some attention and the husband gets a stiffy then you know that he’s up for it. He’s a cuckold.” Joe explained.

Danny was feeling more uncomfortable now as he sensed Joe gazing down at his crotch.

“So if the husband gets a stiffy in that situation then he somehow enjoys being cuckolded?” Claire asked him. Joe nodded. “Well put it this way. If that guy we just saw didn’t want it to happen he would be dragging my friend off his wife. He wouldn’t be following on behind with a stiffy would he?”

“No, I guess not.” Claire replied looking at Danny.
“You’re very quiet Darling!”
“Maybe Danny’s afraid that he’d pass the cuckold test…” Joe said with a smile. Danny gave a nervous laugh. “I doubt it.” He said.

“So you’re up for taking it then?” Joe asked him.
“I doubt if Claire would even want me to take that test, whatever such a test would involve.” Danny replied.

“Yes, how would you test him?” She asked.
“Let’s go back to your apartment and I’ll show you.” Joe relied.

For a few moments Claire and Danny just looked at each other. Danny knew that he should end it there and then but there was something about Claire’s interest that intrigued him. Yes, it was true that sometimes in moments of fantasy he would think about her with another man. There was an occasion a couple of years back when some guy had hit on her in a hotel they were staying at. She had gone down to the bar ahead of him and a guy approached her and started to chat her up. He was quite an attractive guy and was quite blatant in his interest in her. The guy looked quite disappointed when he appeared on the scene. Whether she had been teasing or not; she had told him that if she had been single she would have gone off with him. Her confession excited him and it put some extra vigour into their fucking that night.

“So, you willing to take the test?” Joe asked him directly.
Danny made no effort to respond.

“I’m up for it if Danny is.” Claire said.
Danny felt a hint of sexual excitement come over him. “Sure, why not…” He found himself saying.

A few minutes later and with their drinks downed, the three of them headed off to the apartment. Danny made a point of grabbing Claire’s left hand as they walked away; there was no way that he was going to walk on behind them. However, Joe reached for her other hand and Claire found herself walking with two men. “Hmm this is quite nice being taken home by two men!” She said.

Danny said nothing throughout the short journey to their apartment. He was in a state of nervous excitement and confusion. One part of him wanted to see Joe just disappear and leave them alone but there was another part that found excitement in seeing him holding on to his wife’s hand. Claire on the other hand seemed quite cool about the whole situation.

When they got back to the apartment Claire opened a bottle of white wine and they all nervously stood in the kitchen quietly drinking. It was Claire who spoke first “So what’s this test then?”

Joe put his glass down. “Have you got a dressing gown sash or maybe we can use Danny’s belt.” He said looking down at Danny’s waist.

“Use the belt.” Claire said.

“We also need a chair in the lounge.” Joe said.
“Can you bring one in please darling?” Claire said as she led the way.

Danny had already figured out that some kind of restraining was going to be involved and it came as little surprise when he was asked to sit down on the chair that was placed in the center of the room.
“Would you like to undo his belt Claire?” Joe asked her.

Danny meekly sat down and allowed Claire to unbuckle his belt and withdraw it. As she handed it to Joe he moved behind the chair and asked Danny to put his hands through the bars at the back of the chair. Again Danny meekly surrendered himself and moments later his hands were firmly secure to the chair.

“Would you take down his pants please Claire?” Joe asked as he stood up. Neither of them said anything as she pulled his trousers and his boxers down around his ankles. Danny felt vulnerable and very nervous as he sat there with the two of them standing beside each other looking down at him.

Suddenly Joe put his arm around Claire.
“Now then Danny.” He started to say as he gave her a hug.
“Claire and I are going to do some making out and if you get a stiffy from watching us then I’m gonna take that as a “yes” to fuck your wife.”

Danny’s jaw dropped.

Joe hugged her again “That okay with you?” He asked.
“Yes, but we fuck upstairs…not down here.” She told him.
Claire’s language shocked Danny.
“And if I remain like this you’ll stop?” Danny asked him.

“Yes.” Joe replied. “As soon as time’s up, I’ll stop.”
“How long do I get though?” Danny asked.
“I reckon you’ll have a stiffy within five minutes but let’s make it ten.” Joe told him. “I won’t get hard.” Danny told him defiantly.

Joe pulled away from Claire and leaned over Danny, resting his hands on the both arms of the chair. “Danny my friend, by the time I get to your wife’s pussy you’ll not only be stiff but you’ll also be dribbling cum.” Joe told him.

Danny shifted awkwardly in his seat as Joe stepped back to be greeted by a kiss from Claire. It shocked him to see her kiss another man; not just any old kiss but a long passionate kiss. She was smaller than Joe so she had to reach up and wrap her hands around the back of his neck to pull him down to her height. The kiss lasted a few minutes and then Claire broke away and moved back to the settee.

Joe joined her and they quickly got back into an embracing kiss. Once again Claire kissed him with passion; running her hands through his short black hair before running a hand down his muscular arm and resting on his thigh. Danny breathed in heavily as he saw her hand resting on his thigh. Joe responded by resting his hand on her waist. For a few moments they continued to kiss with passion and then she glanced over to Danny. Her focus though was not on his face but on his groin.

Danny glanced down. His cock was still flaccid lying snugly between his closed thighs but he was afraid. The horror of watching her kiss another man was wearing off now and he could feel stirrings; sensual stirrings. He feared those stirrings would make his cock stiffen and he knew that once that happened they would fuck; of that he had no doubt.

“Am I allowed to touch?” She asked as she turned her attention back to Joe. Joe smiled. “Feel free to do what you like.” He told her. “Whatever you think will give him a stiffy.”

Danny felt those stirrings again. He watched as her hand moved across his lap and rested on his bulge. He closed his eyes to try and shut himself off but Claire spoke. “Do you have a big one?” She asked.

Danny’s eyes opened in horror.

“See for yourself.” Joe said as he stood up. Joe was simply dressed in a long t-shirt and a pair of knee length shorts. Danny watched as Claire’s hand went up to the belt buckle. He didn’t think that she would do it; he didn’t think that she even had it in her to do such a thing; after all she hardly knew anything about the man but she unbuckled his belt strap and loosened the waistband of his shorts.

As she tugged on them she glanced across at Danny. Once again her focus was not on his face but on his cock. Her eyes remained focused on his cock as she pulled Joe’s shorts slowly down over his thighs. Danny managed to hold on to his thoughts as he desperately tried to keep himself from getting caught up in the erotic spectacle. “Wow…you are big.” He heard her say to Joe.

Danny found it impossible to keep himself from looking up; found it impossible from looking at his wife holding another man’s cock in her hand. Her white hand looked so small against the huge thick black cock; so small it could barely wrap itself around it. Danny could feel himself starting to stir now; he knew that was starting to lose this battle.

He tried his best to focus his thoughts elsewhere but Claire was making it more and more difficult. “Can I suck it?” He heard her say.

He watched Joe’s large brown hand rest on his wife’s shoulder. “Babe you can do whatever you want with my cock.”

As her lips folded around the bulbous tip of Joe’s cock she turned and looked across at Danny. This time she looked him in the eye; she was taunting him; she was teasing him; she was seeing his cock slowly start to lift itself off his thighs. Danny closed his eyes; he wanted to put other thoughts inside his head; any thoughts; anything but the thought of his wife sucking another man’s cock. It was becoming a hopeless battle.

He opened his eyes again only to see Joe’s hands fondling Claire’s breasts through her thin top. He watched him take her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers to arouse her. He knew just how sensitive her nipples were; he knew just how aroused she became when he did that. He felt his penis stiffening again. Danny closed his eyes.

The rustling of clothes drew his attention back to them and he opened his eyes to see Claire standing and Joe pulling her top over her head. It had hardly had time to hit the floor before he had unhooked her bra. Danny watched Joe lower his face to her breasts and he just managed to close his eyes before the first kisses were released. He could hear them; he could hear the sound of lips against flesh and he could also hear the sounds of soft moans; Claire’s soft moans of ecstasy.

He heard the rustling of clothes again and found himself unable stop his eyes from opening. It was Joe kneeling on the floor now; it was Joe’s hands dealing with a belt buckle now; Claire’s skirt belt buckle to be precise. He watched her skirt slide gracefully down her thighs to the floor to leave her standing there in just a pair of white panties. Joe’s large dark skinned hands reached up to the waistband of them just as Danny felt something cold dripping onto his thighs. He looked down; his cock was stiff and leaking precum. The battle was lost.

Danny let out a groan; a groan of despair that brought their attention to him. Claire stepped out of her panties, bent down to pick them up, and took hold of Joe’s cock to lead him across the room to where Danny was seated. Claire said nothing as she stooped down and kissed him gently on the lips. She looked him in the eyes and after dropping her panties in his lap she led Joe by the cock to the door.

Danny groaned again as he watched them leave the room. He heard them climb the wooden stairs up to the bedroom and then heard the noise of the bed springs. For a few moments there was only silence coming from upstairs but then he heard soft moans coming from Claire. The increasing volume of her moans and the sound of the rhythmic bed spring movements told him that they were fucking.

He glanced down at his groin. His erect cock had Claire’s panties dangling from it and they served to help soak up his cum. He tugged on his hands; he wanted to free them; he wanted to masturbate, Danny was desperate for relief but he could do nothing except listen. Listen to sounds coming from upstairs; the sounds of the creaking bed springs; the sound of the headboard hitting the wall; the sounds of sex; the sounds of his wife having sex with another man.

Then there were the cries and moans. Claire was screaming now; screaming out obscenities; screaming out in passion. He could hear her crying out about Joe’s big cock; hear her crying out about how good it was; hear her telling him, begging him even to fill her. He could also hear Joe. Joe too was vocal; groaning and grunting in his poundings; telling her that he was coming; telling her he was going to fill her pussy. Those final screams and groans were almost deafening and then there was silence.

The silence was almost as deafening as the screams had been. It lasted for what seemed like ages and then he heard Joe’s voice. He couldn’t make out what he was saying but he could picture him lying on top of her, talking while still deep inside her. He could also hear the sounds of the rhythmic bed spring movements again. Joe was fucking her again.

Danny cursed under his breath; Joe was fucking his wife again; showing off his prowess; showing off his virility. He had never fucked her so quickly in succession; he wasn’t capable. He cursed again. Claire was starting her screaming again; he had never heard her so vocal during sex; never known her to enjoy sex like this before. But Danny wasn’t Joe; Danny didn’t have a huge thick cock like Joe; Danny didn’t have the sexual appetite that Joe had, Danny couldn’t please his wife like Joe could. Danny cursed again.

He wanted to drown out their sounds; wanted to put his fingers in his ears to drown out the screams and obscenities flowing from Claire as she neared another climax. He also wanted to cum; he wanted to masturbate; he wanted to take hold of his cock and stroke it to the rhythm of Joe’s pounding. He wanted to release his cum alongside Joe. That was impossible of course. He was bound; tied to a chair; unable to touch himself; unable to free himself; unable to enjoy the pleasures that Joe was experiencing.

He could hear Joe coming; he could hear Joe screaming that he was coming; he could hear him warn his wife that he was about to fill her and he could hear Claire screaming “Yesssssssssssssssssssssssss”

The silence lasted longer this time. At one stage he thought they had fallen sleep but then he heard the sound of the bed springs moving; they were disengaging. He could hear their voices; talking softly; talking slowly. He heard Claire giggle; he also heard them kiss and then he heard the sound of feet hitting the floor.

He was afraid now; he could hear them coming down the stairs. What would happen next? What would they say? What would he say?

He looked up at them as they entered the room; hand in hand and naked. His eyes fell to Joe’s groin. His cock was still half erect; glistening and wet; covered with his wife’s juices as well as his own cum. Claire smiled and bent down to kiss him. “You okay darling?” She asked.

He gave a faint smile. He was so pleased to see her; he wanted to kiss her properly; he wanted to take her in his arms; he wanted to love her. She reached for his cock and lifted her panties from it. There was an embarrassing pool of cum around the base of his cock.
“You’re excited then?” She asked him.

He said nothing, there was nothing he could say.

Joe was standing by her side with his arm around her waist and all he could do was stare down at Joe’s cock. “Did you like listening to us fuck?” She asked him as she wrapped the panties around his cock.

Danny groaned.

“You know that you’re my cuckold now don’t you?” She told him as she started to move her hand up and down his shaft.

He groaned again.

“Joe has made a cuckold out of you. You do know that don’t you?” She taunted as her hand movements quickened.
“Yesssssssssssss…” Danny replied.

“You don’t mind if he fucks me regularly on this holiday do you?” She taunted again.
“Nooooooooooooo…” He groaned.

“Tell him darling.” She said. “Tell him he can fuck me whenever he wants.” She taunted as her hand movements brought him closer to coming.

Danny groaned.

“Tell him darling. Tell him.” She said. “Tell him that I’m his to fuck whenever he pleases…”

Danny groaned then cried out as he started to cum.

Claire pumped his cock harder and he screamed out again. “That’s a good boy.” She told him as his cum gushed out and spilled over her hand.

As she wiped up the last drops of his cum he noticed a trickle of cum running down the inside her thighs. That was Joe’s cum. While he had only cum on his wife’s damp panties, Joe had had the luxury of coming inside a nice tight warm pussy; his wife’s nice tight warm pussy.

Joe was quick to notice it too. Breaking away from Claire he went behind the chair and untied Danny. “A good cuck always goes down on his wife and cleans her up after she’s been fucked by another man.” Danny told him.

Danny had never done anything like that before; he had never even had the inclination to. He had wiped her pussy with tissue afterwards but he never cleaned her up with his tongue before. Just like his cuckolding though, he was being led to doing new things; led to places that he didn’t really want to go. Claire sat back on the settee with legs apart and Joe led Danny to the edge of the settee and made him kneel.

“That’s it darling.” She said taking him by the head. “You clean me up. Clean up all Joe’s lovely cum.”

Danny poked out his tongue and tentatively touched her cum covered pussy lips.

It was thick, creamy and salty. Claire’s hand pulled his face tightly against her. His cheeks became covered in the sticky remnants as he delved deeper inside her with his eager tongue. As well as cleaning her up though he realized that he was also arousing Claire; her fingers dug into scalp and she started gyrating her groin into his face. He could also hear her cries of ecstasy.

He wasn’t the only one aroused either; glancing to his side he saw Joe standing there stroking his cock as he watched them. It was fully erect again and it looked menacing and threatening. Claire had also noticed his arousal and reached out to hold his cock. “Please fuck me again Joe…please, just fuck me” He heard her say.

She pushed Danny away; his services were dispensed with; she wanted cock now. He thought that maybe he would take her upstairs again but no, he took her right there on the floor. He made her kneel on all fours with her face down and then climbed up behind her. Grabbing her hair, he pushed his cock deep inside her and began to fuck her violently.

Danny stood back watching him take her; watching him pound her ferociously from behind. He also watched him treat her roughly. Joe pulled at her hair with one hand and slapped her thigh hard with the other. He shouted at her to move her ass; calling her a whore in the process. Danny had never used rough treatment like this on her.

He watched her thigh get redder and redder and he heard Claire scream louder and louder but she wasn’t in pain. Claire was loving every thrust of Joe’s cock; loving every hard slap on her thigh; loving every tug of her hair and loving every name he called her. Suddenly the slapping stopped and the hair pulling ceased as Joe used his hands to grip her thighs instead. Claire’s screams became almost deafening as he pounded her without mercy until he came again.

Danny stood back and looked on in awe as they collapsed back onto the settee together. He had never seen anything like it in his life.

It was over an hour later when Claire stepped out the bath after a long soak. He helped her to dry herself before she slipped into bed beside him. Danny wanted her; he was horny; he wanted to make love to her but he knew that Claire was in no fit state to fuck again that night as she cuddled up in his arms and closed her eyes.

Late, next afternoon as they were both relaxing on the beach, enjoying the late afternoon sun, Joe emerged from the bar and walked down to them. He acknowledged Danny before bending down and giving Claire a kiss on the lips. He whispered something in her ear and she smiled, got up and took his hand. After a kiss on the lips from his wife, Danny watched them walk away back towards the apartments. He felt his cock stiffen. Once again he had passed the cuckold test.

Suddenly he felt someone’s presence next to him. “Mind if I join you?” A voice said. “My name’s Warner.”

Danny took hold of the outstretched hand and shook it.
“Danny.” He said.

“My wife’s away getting what yours is about to get.” Warner said as he sat down.

Danny looked at the man’s crotch; another stiffy; another fellow male who’d clearly passed the test…

First time cuckold

I am a 35 year old guy, married now for 6 years to Chloe. Chloe is a gorgeous brunette with a slim, toned figure which attracts admiring looks from other men whenever she is out and about. While I feel lucky to be married to such a stunner, I used to get quite jealous when Chloe would tell me how she’d been chatted up while at work or when out in town at nights but I trusted her and knew that she wouldn’t do anything behind my back.

A few months ago, I discovered Literotica and when reading stories from the ‘loving wives’ section, found myself getting really turned on by the tales of wives having sex with others, whether with or without their husbands knowledge. I became aware of terms like cuckold and creampie and I found that I was regularly fantasising about Chloe getting fucked by other men and then making me eat her pussy afterwards.

I have never had any bisexual feelings so I don’t know why the thought of eating another man’s sperm from inside my wife turned me on so much, nor why I would want to share my gorgeous wife with other men, but whenever I thought about these things I would become immediately aroused.

I didn’t mention anything to Chloe about these fantasies at first, although I started going down on her after I had came inside her and licking up my own cum, which Chloe loved. I also started asking Chloe to ‘share’ my cum when she sucked me off and she would always oblige, letting my cum drip from her mouth and into mine, before kissing me and swapping the salty fluid between each other.

Eventually I told Chloe of my fantasies and let her read a few stories of hot wives cuckolding their husbands and feeding them cum from their recently fucked pussy. Chloe was really turned on by the stories and we ended up in bed, talking about what we had just read; when I came inside Chloe, she straddled my face and opened her pussy wide, causing the cum to flood out and into my mouth.

As we lay in bed afterwards, Chloe asked me about my new revelation.

“So, you honestly would allow me to fuck other men and then you want to lick out their cum from me?” she asked.

“I’d love it honey, I know its bad but the thought just really turns me on,” I replied, “I would love you to come home to me, covered in love-bites and with the taste of cum on your tongue and full with another mans cum, and tell me all about what happened as I eat you out.”

“You are such a horny, dirty bastard,” laughed Chloe, “Well, I’ll keep it in mind and next time I see someone I like, you might get your wish.”

After that night, most times we had sex I would end up with a mouthful of my own cum while Chloe egged me on, telling me to ‘clean her dirty pussy’ or to ‘eat her lovers cum’, although outside of the bedroom, Chloe rarely mentioned my new fetish; I presumed that she just enjoyed the fantasy but was not up for making it a reality.

A few weeks later, Chloe sent me a text at work, telling me that I needed to get home on time as she was going out. I rang her back, asking where she was going and who with, but she just said we’d talk when I got back.

I got home just after 6 pm to find Chloe in the bath, shaving her legs.

“What’s going on then? Where are you going?” I asked her.

Chloe looked a bit sheepish as she replied, “You know your fantasy? Well, there was a really cute guy flirting with me at the mall earlier and I, well, I sort of gave him my number.”

This came as a total surprise to me as I honestly did not think Chloe would be up for going with someone else.

“Go on,” I said.

“Well, he rang me a couple of hours ago and he’s picking me up at the end of the street at 8 o’clock.”

I was gob smacked, but my shock was mixed with a stirring in my groin as I realised Chloe was serious about this.

“And you intend to let him fuck you?”

“That’s what you wanted isn’t it? If you’re changing your mind just say.”

I took hold of Chloe’s hand and moved it to my groin, so she could feel my growing hardness. “Does it feel like I’m changing my mind?”

“Mmm, well don’t get any ideas, you don’t get to fuck me till later and have your sloppy seconds,” she teased me, rubbing the outline of my cock.

Chloe told me to leave her to get ready, only calling me up to help her choose underwear and clothing for her meeting. She continued to tease me, asking me if I thought Jay, the other guy, would like certain items of clothing and whether he’d really want to fuck her if she wore this or that. I was so aroused it didn’t bother me, my dreams of having Chloe go with someone else were about to come true. As she dressed, Chloe told me that Jay was 25 years old and very attractive. She had told him she was married but that I was away on a course, and had made it clear she just wanted sex and not a relationship, which he was more than happy with.

Eventually she was ready, her makeup flawless and as usual, she looked stunning. She was wearing a summer dress and sandals, with white lace underwear beneath. She had initially considered going without knickers but had decided against it.

“Wouldn’t want all his cum leaking out of me before I get home,” she had explained, with a naughty smile.

I was still in a state of awe; here was my gorgeous wife, all dressed up but for someone else’s benefit, not mine. Still I wasn’t jealous at all, I just couldn’t wait for her to get home and tell me all about it.

Five minutes before he was due to pick her up, Chloe announced she was leaving.

“Make sure you wait up,” she said, “I love you babe, are you still okay with this?”

“Of course I am,” I replied, “I love you too.”

And with that, she left and I sat in front of the TV, trying but unable to stop thinking about my new found slutty wife. I was desperate to wank myself as I had pretty much had a hard on since I had got home, but resisted, wanting to save myself for later.

Just after 11 pm I got a text message from Chloe, ‘on way home, back in 10’.

I responded, ‘Ok, can’t wait ;)’.

Shortly after, I heard the keys at the front door and got up to open it. I was shocked, to say the least, when Chloe walked in followed by a good looking guy who I presumed was Jay.

“Change of plan,” Chloe said to me, kissing me on the lips. “This is Jay, Jay, this is Scott.”

This was an awkward moment for me as I shook hands with the guy who had, as far as I knew, just had sex with my wife, but Jay seemed relaxed and confident. Chloe told Jay to chill in the front room while she and I got some drinks.

In the kitchen I asked Chloe what was going on. She explained that Jay had took her to a bar on the outskirts of town but while interested in her, had felt uncomfortable being with another man’s wife. Eventually, Chloe had decided to come clean with him and although he was surprised at what she told him, he seemed more at ease. He hadn’t fucked her yet, but on the way home she had started to grope him and they had ended up pulling over so she could suck him off.

“Can’t you tell?” she said, kissing me and forcing her tongue into my mouth. I sucked eagerly at her, and could taste Jay’s cum in her mouth. “Don’t worry, the best is yet to come, if you’ll excuse the pun,” she laughed.

Gradually getting over my surprise at our new guest, we went into the front room and had a few drinks. Chloe sat next to him and I sat in a chair opposite, my cock solid as I watched my wife flirt with this young stud. The alcohol eased everyone there and not being one to beat around the bush, Chloe turned to me, “Well babe, how about we work on getting you your treat? You just sit and enjoy the show.”

She then turned back to Jay and kissed him on the lips, rubbing his erection through his jeans.

“Take them off,” she told him and Jay quickly removed his jeans and underwear, revealing an impressively sized cock, the pubes trimmed and his balls smooth, exactly how Chloe liked me to be.

Leaning down, looking at me as she did, Chloe gave his helmet a lick, tasting his pre-cum. She then straddled him as he sat back on the sofa and, pulling her knickers to one side, eased his cock into her pussy. Jay must have been about 9″ in length and she took it all inside her, moaning with pleasure as she did so.

“That’s it Jay, fuck your cock up my tight pussy. Tell me how good it feels.”

“You are one horny little bitch,” Jay replied, “I am so gonna fill you with cum.”

I watched as Chloe rode Jay’s cock, the two of them kissing passionately at some points or other times, Jay would be sucking at Chloe’s tits which he had released from her lacy bra. Chloe pulled him tight to her when he was sucking at her and I knew she would be marked, and no doubt a bit sore, in the morning.

“Come on Jay, give me your sperm, shoot your cum into my womb” cried Chloe as Jay hammered his cock up into her. She was clawing at his chest and seemed insatiable, meeting Jay’s thrusts, taking his length as deep into her as she could.

To his credit, Jay had some staying power. Chloe turned to me, “Come here Scott, stick your tongue in my ass,” she instructed. I got off the chair and knelt behind Chloe and, moving her knickers further out of the way, I started to rim her tight asshole. Jay’s cock and balls were just inches away from me, his balls sometimes hitting my chin when he thrust particularly hard.

“That’s it, get your tongue up me, I wanna feel it all the way in, ” Chloe urged and I did as she said.

I glanced up and Chloe was looking down at me, over her shoulder. The next thing she said caused me to stop in my tracks.

“Jay, tell my hubby to suck your balls, tell him to coax your fresh spunk into his wife’s pussy.”

I thought this would be too much for Jay, but what Chloe had failed to mention was that before they had come home, while in the bar, Jay had revealed that he was bicurious, although had never had a man on man experiences.

“Go on cum-boy, suck my balls, feel the cum getting ready to explode into your slutty wife,” said Jay.

Still I was unsure, this was not part of my fantasy but clearly it was one of Chloe’s. Sensing my hesitation, Chloe again turned to me.

“Get that mouth on his balls Scott, you get your fantasy, I get mine.”

Moving down a few inches, I tentatively licked at Jay’s shaven balls. He moaned in pleasure as I tongued his sack and then sucked on each of his balls. Surprisingly, I found myself getting into it, my hard on was aching for attention but I ignored my own needs, instead seeing to those of Chloe and Jay, desperate to make this stud cum so I could eat his spunk from my wife’s cunt.

Chloe was riding Jay hard and suddenly cried out that she was coming. Jay sped up in response and Chloe kissed him passionately as her orgasm ripped through her. Seconds later Jay started to come as well and I felt his balls tighten in preparation.

“That’s it bitch, take my cum into your slutty pussy, you fucking dirty whore,” he yelled as he came.

His filthy talk was a real turn on and I knelt back and watched as his cock throbbed, knowing that Chloe was getting a full load of fresh creamy cum delivered deep inside her. Jay continued to thrust and I could see the base of his cock covered in his slimy fluid; once he’d finished coming Chloe moved off his cock and sat next to him on the sofa, her legs spread.

“Here you go bitch, eat my lovers hot cum,” she said to me.

I pulled her knickers off and studied her swollen gash, her clit was erect and Jay’s cum was beginning to ooze out. Moving closer I could smell the musky smell of her and Jay’s mixed fluids and licked at the cum that was now starting to run down towards Chloe’s ass. Jay’s cum tasted different to my own but I lapped it up greedily, then began to probe my tongue deep into Chloe, sucking out the cum of another man. Chloe’s hands were on the back of my head, pulling my face into her pussy, her and Jay’s fluids covering my face.

I glanced up and could see Chloe and Jay kissing, their tongues probing each others mouths as he groped at her tits. Chloe’s legs spread wider, encouraging me.

“Look at him Jay, eating cum like a dirty whore,” I heard her say, “Why don’t you get behind him and give him the fucking a dirty bastard like him deserves?”

Now this was getting out of hand. I stopped licking and looked up at my wife.

“Chloe…” I began to object.

“Just get back to eating me, you’ve got what you want now I get to see what I want,” she said, pushing my head back between her legs.

Jay got up and went behind me, unfastening my jeans and pulling my clothing down to my knees. I went to object again but Chloe just told me to ‘eat up’. I felt Jay probing my ass with his tongue and was surprised at how good it felt. Despite myself, I used a hand to push my jeans and underwear off completely so I could spread my legs.

I couldn’t believe what was happening, an hour ago I was just a heterosexual man with a fetish for cum and now here I was, on my knees in front of my wife, licking up Jay’s sticky mess from her pussy while he tongued my ass. The strangest thing was, I was enjoying every second of it.

Jay replaced his tongue with a finger, then two, as he worked to loosen my virgin ass. I pushed back against him and his two fingers slipped all the way into me, I could feel his knuckles at the entrance to my hole.

“You like that babe? Having your ass fingered, just wait till he gets that monster cock in you, you’ll love it,” Chloe commented to me. I didn’t answer, just concentrating on her pussy and waiting in anticipation for Jay’s cock.

Suddenly I felt Jay’s helmet against my ass and couldn’t help but tense up.

“Relax,” said Jay, “Just fucking take it like the cum eating man-whore you are,” and at that, he pushed himself into me.

The pain initially was blinding and I pleaded with him to withdraw, but Chloe reprimanded me.

“Just get down and eat your sloppy seconds,” she said, “That’s it Jay, give it to him hard, ignore what he says.”

Jay grabbed my hips and started to thrust in and out of me. Slowly the pain subsided as my ass got used to his size and I actually began to enjoy the feeling of being full of cock. I began to push back against Jay, getting his cock completely up me until I felt his balls against my own.

“Look Jay, he’s enjoying it, my husband is a complete slut!” she said, “Tell him you want more Scott, beg him to shoot his cum up your ass.”

“Yes, please fuck me harder, give me an ass full of cum,” I begged, looking around at Jay.

I could no longer concentrate properly on Chloe’s pussy, and she took over, fingering her clit just inches from my face.

“Oh yes, this is so hot and you two are such fucking whores,” moaned Chloe, “Oh yes, I’m gonna come as I watch my husband getting fucked up the ass.”

Chloe’s body shuddered as the orgasm hit her, Jay in the meantime had sped up his thrusts and I sensed he was close to coming as well.

“That’s it Jay, stick it in deeper, shoot your cum into my ass,” I gasped at him, “Fill me with your hot sperm.”

Jay made a moaning sound and stopped thrusting; his cock plunged as deep into me as he could. I felt it twitching inside me and then the warm feeling as his cum spurted into my ass.

“Go on Jay, shoot your cum inside my slut husband,” Chloe said, recovering from her own orgasm but still fingering herself.

Jay thrust his now softening cock in me a couple of times and I could hear the squelching of his cum inside my now not so tight ass. He slowly pulled out of me, leaving me feeling empty.

“Oh fuck, Scott, you’ve got cum leaking out your ass, eat some for me babe,” Chloe instructed me.

Without a seconds hesitation, I reached around to my ass and, using two fingers, scooped up some of the cum that was at the entrance to my stretched hole. Looking up at Chloe, I brought my fingers to my mouth and licked the sticky mess of them, tasting the musky taste of my ass mixed with Jay’s fluids.

“You are such a dirty bastard,” giggled Chloe, “Now, suck Jay’s cock clean, we can’t send him home with a dirty cock can we?”

Jay knelt next to me, holding his cock in his hand. I licked at his helmet and then took his cock as far into my mouth as I could. Chloe moved behind me and I felt her mouth at my ass, eating me clean of any remaining spunk. I couldn’t believe my wife had turned like this, then again, I would never have thought that I would one day be sucking on a cock that had been in my own ass just minutes ago.

I worked on Jay’s cock, hoping it would go hard again, but to no avail.

“Sorry, that’s me done,” he laughed, “You two are gonna have to satisfy each other.”

Chloe stopped licking at my ass and got up, walking to Jay and then kissing him on the mouth, giving him a taste of his own juices.

“Thanks Jay, my husband needed that,” she said, “I knew from the minute he started eating his own cum that he needed a good ass fucking!”

“So, you fancy meeting again sometime?” Jay asked us as well all started to dress again. “I’ve gotta say, you two are the horniest fuckers I’ve ever met!”

Chloe looked over at me and answered for us both, “How about next Friday?” she said, “And if you’ve got any friends who wanna join in, the more the merrier.”

As we stood there, my ass throbbing from the anal assault by Jay, my face still smeared in both their juices, I realised that life for us, as far as sex was concerned, was going to change big time. It seemed that Chloe and I shared a fetish – getting fucked by a hard cock and, to be honest, I couldn’t have been happier!

The End.