My wife faye is in her mid 40s but people always assume she is much younger.
She carries her self with class and sexuality. She turns heads - petite, five foot six, 115 lbs, shoulder length brunette hair and a 34b - she wears her tops tight to enhance her curves.
She has beautifully shaped breast and nipples. I encourage her to dress in a way that reveals her charms and beautiful body. She is, as I often say in our ads, pornographically beautiful.
My compulsion, my fetish is to share my wife with other men. I have been fortunate that this lifestyle affords many potential partners interested in what I have to share - my beautiful wife, faye. Finding the best partner is not easy. Compatibility can be an issue. However, we have met many BULLS, DOMS and couples on-line - and casual encounters as well as LTR relationships have developed. Many partners belong to the same sites or forums, some have read one our on-line ads. If the initial introductions work out, I proceed to set up a “casual encounter“ for faye.
I encourage her dance, flash and flirt with other men when we go out - or when she goes out with friends. She usually tells me when another man - or group of men - proposition her.
She knows it arouses me. We have an open, if not confused, marriage. Sexually we experiment with no limits, however, some relationships develop outside our marriage where a kind of don’t ask, don’t tell attitude evolves. I don’t ask, and does not tell.
One Dom I corresponded with on-line was very insistent to meet her. I agreed, however, I made it clear that I could not guarantee that she would ... with him. I would facilitate their encounter by providing him with dates of her activities, where she would be and when, as well as her likes and dislikes - however, the seduction would be up to him.
He and I had compared notes about our wives on-line; who liked to do what. We had shared nude photos of each others wife on several occasions. Yet it always seemed as if I was sharing the the most information, and sending the most compromising images - yet, to be honest, I was more than pleased to share faye’s piXs and clips with him. He even returned several of her photos with cock and cum covering her face and smile. A tribute to her and a gift for me he said. It turned me on, and he knew it.
After some discussion, he decided the best way to meet her was actually at our home.
I had concerns - our home had always been off-limits, faye and I had agreed on that - but he convinced me that it would be the best way for him to seduce her. He had done this before. He was experienced. Did I want to see this happen or not? I gave him what he wanted.
He provided me with a script to follow and I did as he requested.
I was to call him Jack, and I was to tell faye that he was a friend from work, from out of state, who was working on a similar project as me. He gave me the dates he would be in Denver and told me he wanted me out of the state when he enjoyed my wife. He insisted upon knowing my flight departure times and destination. I did as he asked.
Again, I reminded him, I could only arrange an encounter - I could not promise she would ... with him. He laughed.
Following his instructions, when he came to our home, faye was to believe he thought I was in town. It was to appear as if I had made the error. He would casually drop by our home unannounced one evening to pick up a computer program I had borrowed.
He asked many questions about her routines, where she worked, where she liked to go in the morning for coffee or for drinks after work - and many more personal details.
Even as I shared this personal information with him, I knew it was dangerous to do so. I did not know him that well. However, he was a very persuasive. And, as he said, we shared similar desires; it was only that we approached it from different perspectives.
I told him she usually took a bath in the evening - that he should plan on coming over around nine.
As I packed for my flight, my cock was rock hard, as it always is when thinking of another man fucking my wife - only this time in our home, in our bed.
Before I caught my flight, I asked that he share all the details with me. He assured me I would get the “blow by blow” details - then informed me he had been in Denver for several days, watching her, following her - “her ass looks even more inviting in person than it does in her photos. Have a safe flight cuck“ - and he hung up.
That night, alone in my hotel room, I kept thinking about what was taking place in my home at that very moment. All night long I thought of my wife with him.
When I returned home, silence. He did not call or email.
Finally I couldn’t take it any more and called him.
He answered the phone with a laugh, “Yes, cuck?”
I reminded him of our agreement. He pretended not to remember.
Then after some he time related the following:
As rehearsed at 9pm he knocked on our door. He had been watching our home all evening to be certain he would have her to himself. He had followed her to work then back home again. She was unaware that she was his prey. When she answered the door, he told her he needed to pick up the program I had borrowed. They went into my office, where she told him the software was probably in my desk.
I ask what she was wearing, and he said that when she answered the door she had on bath robe and an anklet - at that point he could not tell what else, although when she moved he got a glimpse of some bare skin - he said once they were in my office he got some pretty good skin shots while she was moving about, and it was apparent she had nothing on under the robe. Her nipples protruded.
As she moved about, the top of the robe would loosen up a bit, giving him some nice glimpses of her beautiful breasts.
According to him, it was fairly obvious she was giving him a little show on purpose.
He felt that from her behavior she was begging for cock - she was fully aware that he was getting a real eye full. Besides, she could not help but notice the bulge in his pants which he stated he flaunted.
He said he told her she looked a little stressed out, and began to massage her shoulders and back from behind. She did not make any move to stop him. He slipped the robe from her shoulders, but she held it over her breasts with her hands, letting him see the roundness of her breasts but not the nipples.
When he slipped one hand down to her breasts she hesitated just long enough to let him get a good feel. He reached for her nipples but she moved his hand away and told him they should stop now. He told her that she was such a beautiful woman, how could he stop at this point? Would she tease him only to leave him unsatisfied?
He admitted he became aggressive. This we had not agreed upon.
Everything was suppose to be consensual.
Perhaps, he told her, it would be polite for her to at least give him some relief with her hand or mouth.
He unzipped his pants, took out his cock and placed it before her lips.
Kiss it ,,, she did.
Now stoke it - she held it for a moment then started to stroke his shaft, up and down.
Lubricate it bitch ,,, with your tongue
Now down your throat, she gagged ,,, he kept thrusting and she kept choking ,,,
He grabbed her long hair and thrust harder,,,
When she was exhausted, and could not take it any more, he withdrew his cock from her throat
Faye, I am very proud of you, you did very well
Now, place your tongue on my he balls , kiss them then lick me all the way to his my asshole.
Now faye, listen carefully, ask my permission to tongue my ass - she complied.
Bury your nose and tongue deep inside my asshole.
Kiss it faye ,,,
She did as she was instructed. Of course she did. He knew how to manipulate her because I had I told him about her sexual history.
Next he told her to ask him to ask him to fuck her.
She did as she was told.
He told her that was not good enough.
Say please fuck me ,,,
Where do you want me to fuck you?
She hesitated ,,,
Show me where you want me to fuck you faye ,,,
Faye, show me your cunt ,,, wider, wider
Now faye, roll over and show me your ass ,,,
Now, faye, show me where you want me to cum inside of you ,,,
Now tell me why faye ,,, say it out loud faye ,,,
He stayed all night ,,,
In the morning, he showered and had her make breakfast for him ,,,
He told me he had her write a note to him, a note of appreciation ,,,
He told me they then talked a while, and he left.
A few days later she told me that Jack had come over while I was gone.
I played like I knew nothing about it, and ask her about his visit.
She told me he came over to retrieve a disc, and then she hesitated a bit.
I ask what he had to say, and what did they discussed.
Well she said, I only had my robe on, so I think he got pretty turned on, when I was looking in your desk I think he got a little eye full.
Oh, of what I ask.
Oh only some leg and a little titty shot, she said, then I ask him to leave.
I told him I was pretty tired and wanted to go to bed early.
Did you get horny knowing he was looking at you like that?
Yes, I got real horny ,,,
A few weeks later is when the real part of this story began to unfold.
One Sunday morning faye and I were both just relaxing, having coffee and
reading the paper.
I could tell she had some thing on her mind, I had suspected something
was bothering her all weekend.
After a while she told me, Jack called ,,,
She carries her self with class and sexuality. She turns heads - petite, five foot six, 115 lbs, shoulder length brunette hair and a 34b - she wears her tops tight to enhance her curves.
She has beautifully shaped breast and nipples. I encourage her to dress in a way that reveals her charms and beautiful body. She is, as I often say in our ads, pornographically beautiful.
My compulsion, my fetish is to share my wife with other men. I have been fortunate that this lifestyle affords many potential partners interested in what I have to share - my beautiful wife, faye. Finding the best partner is not easy. Compatibility can be an issue. However, we have met many BULLS, DOMS and couples on-line - and casual encounters as well as LTR relationships have developed. Many partners belong to the same sites or forums, some have read one our on-line ads. If the initial introductions work out, I proceed to set up a “casual encounter“ for faye.
I encourage her dance, flash and flirt with other men when we go out - or when she goes out with friends. She usually tells me when another man - or group of men - proposition her.
She knows it arouses me. We have an open, if not confused, marriage. Sexually we experiment with no limits, however, some relationships develop outside our marriage where a kind of don’t ask, don’t tell attitude evolves. I don’t ask, and does not tell.
One Dom I corresponded with on-line was very insistent to meet her. I agreed, however, I made it clear that I could not guarantee that she would ... with him. I would facilitate their encounter by providing him with dates of her activities, where she would be and when, as well as her likes and dislikes - however, the seduction would be up to him.
He and I had compared notes about our wives on-line; who liked to do what. We had shared nude photos of each others wife on several occasions. Yet it always seemed as if I was sharing the the most information, and sending the most compromising images - yet, to be honest, I was more than pleased to share faye’s piXs and clips with him. He even returned several of her photos with cock and cum covering her face and smile. A tribute to her and a gift for me he said. It turned me on, and he knew it.
After some discussion, he decided the best way to meet her was actually at our home.
I had concerns - our home had always been off-limits, faye and I had agreed on that - but he convinced me that it would be the best way for him to seduce her. He had done this before. He was experienced. Did I want to see this happen or not? I gave him what he wanted.
He provided me with a script to follow and I did as he requested.
I was to call him Jack, and I was to tell faye that he was a friend from work, from out of state, who was working on a similar project as me. He gave me the dates he would be in Denver and told me he wanted me out of the state when he enjoyed my wife. He insisted upon knowing my flight departure times and destination. I did as he asked.
Again, I reminded him, I could only arrange an encounter - I could not promise she would ... with him. He laughed.
Following his instructions, when he came to our home, faye was to believe he thought I was in town. It was to appear as if I had made the error. He would casually drop by our home unannounced one evening to pick up a computer program I had borrowed.
He asked many questions about her routines, where she worked, where she liked to go in the morning for coffee or for drinks after work - and many more personal details.
Even as I shared this personal information with him, I knew it was dangerous to do so. I did not know him that well. However, he was a very persuasive. And, as he said, we shared similar desires; it was only that we approached it from different perspectives.
I told him she usually took a bath in the evening - that he should plan on coming over around nine.
As I packed for my flight, my cock was rock hard, as it always is when thinking of another man fucking my wife - only this time in our home, in our bed.
Before I caught my flight, I asked that he share all the details with me. He assured me I would get the “blow by blow” details - then informed me he had been in Denver for several days, watching her, following her - “her ass looks even more inviting in person than it does in her photos. Have a safe flight cuck“ - and he hung up.
That night, alone in my hotel room, I kept thinking about what was taking place in my home at that very moment. All night long I thought of my wife with him.
When I returned home, silence. He did not call or email.
Finally I couldn’t take it any more and called him.
He answered the phone with a laugh, “Yes, cuck?”
I reminded him of our agreement. He pretended not to remember.
Then after some he time related the following:
As rehearsed at 9pm he knocked on our door. He had been watching our home all evening to be certain he would have her to himself. He had followed her to work then back home again. She was unaware that she was his prey. When she answered the door, he told her he needed to pick up the program I had borrowed. They went into my office, where she told him the software was probably in my desk.
I ask what she was wearing, and he said that when she answered the door she had on bath robe and an anklet - at that point he could not tell what else, although when she moved he got a glimpse of some bare skin - he said once they were in my office he got some pretty good skin shots while she was moving about, and it was apparent she had nothing on under the robe. Her nipples protruded.
As she moved about, the top of the robe would loosen up a bit, giving him some nice glimpses of her beautiful breasts.
According to him, it was fairly obvious she was giving him a little show on purpose.
He felt that from her behavior she was begging for cock - she was fully aware that he was getting a real eye full. Besides, she could not help but notice the bulge in his pants which he stated he flaunted.
He said he told her she looked a little stressed out, and began to massage her shoulders and back from behind. She did not make any move to stop him. He slipped the robe from her shoulders, but she held it over her breasts with her hands, letting him see the roundness of her breasts but not the nipples.
When he slipped one hand down to her breasts she hesitated just long enough to let him get a good feel. He reached for her nipples but she moved his hand away and told him they should stop now. He told her that she was such a beautiful woman, how could he stop at this point? Would she tease him only to leave him unsatisfied?
He admitted he became aggressive. This we had not agreed upon.
Everything was suppose to be consensual.
Perhaps, he told her, it would be polite for her to at least give him some relief with her hand or mouth.
He unzipped his pants, took out his cock and placed it before her lips.
Kiss it ,,, she did.
Now stoke it - she held it for a moment then started to stroke his shaft, up and down.
Lubricate it bitch ,,, with your tongue
Now down your throat, she gagged ,,, he kept thrusting and she kept choking ,,,
He grabbed her long hair and thrust harder,,,
When she was exhausted, and could not take it any more, he withdrew his cock from her throat
Faye, I am very proud of you, you did very well
Now, place your tongue on my he balls , kiss them then lick me all the way to his my asshole.
Now faye, listen carefully, ask my permission to tongue my ass - she complied.
Bury your nose and tongue deep inside my asshole.
Kiss it faye ,,,
She did as she was instructed. Of course she did. He knew how to manipulate her because I had I told him about her sexual history.
Next he told her to ask him to ask him to fuck her.
She did as she was told.
He told her that was not good enough.
Say please fuck me ,,,
Where do you want me to fuck you?
She hesitated ,,,
Show me where you want me to fuck you faye ,,,
Faye, show me your cunt ,,, wider, wider
Now faye, roll over and show me your ass ,,,
Now, faye, show me where you want me to cum inside of you ,,,
Now tell me why faye ,,, say it out loud faye ,,,
He stayed all night ,,,
In the morning, he showered and had her make breakfast for him ,,,
He told me he had her write a note to him, a note of appreciation ,,,
He told me they then talked a while, and he left.
A few days later she told me that Jack had come over while I was gone.
I played like I knew nothing about it, and ask her about his visit.
She told me he came over to retrieve a disc, and then she hesitated a bit.
I ask what he had to say, and what did they discussed.
Well she said, I only had my robe on, so I think he got pretty turned on, when I was looking in your desk I think he got a little eye full.
Oh, of what I ask.
Oh only some leg and a little titty shot, she said, then I ask him to leave.
I told him I was pretty tired and wanted to go to bed early.
Did you get horny knowing he was looking at you like that?
Yes, I got real horny ,,,
A few weeks later is when the real part of this story began to unfold.
One Sunday morning faye and I were both just relaxing, having coffee and
reading the paper.
I could tell she had some thing on her mind, I had suspected something
was bothering her all weekend.
After a while she told me, Jack called ,,,
Lynda & david
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david,
a nice story and i hope that received what you wanted from the encounter. i did find it troubling that jack basically stalked faye for days before the encounter; i don't think that i could have given him all the details of your life but it seemed to turn out ok.
a nice story and i hope that received what you wanted from the encounter. i did find it troubling that jack basically stalked faye for days before the encounter; i don't think that i could have given him all the details of your life but it seemed to turn out ok.
some details were left out, but it was pushing boundaries which i would not violate again
Lynda & david
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