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My name is Damien and my wife’s name is Debbie. We married early in life and our kids have just moved away. I have a good job that supports us while my wife looks after the home. We are a social couple and our friends often visit us.
Now that Debbie has more time on her hands, she seems to be taking more interest in the way she looks and dresses. Our sex life was improving but, because I work long hours, I was starting to have trouble keeping up with her increasing demands. Debbie seemed to be horny all the time and one day she came home from shopping, grabbed my dick and dragged my off to the bedroom. I loved it and fucked her as well as I could. She loves it from behind because my cock will occasionally reach her cervix and that really sends her off.
Debbie is only 4’10” and for years she had covered herself with baggy clothing, hiding her voluptuous figure. Lately she has started re-hemming her new dresses so that they look sexier. Her body is still excellent, especially her breasts; they’re large and firm with long, thick nipples that beg to be sucked. She always wears a bra to keep them from jiggling and also to partially hide her obvious nipples. Her thighs are one of her best assets, firm, muscular and shapely. I think that’s why she has begun to hem her skirts shorter than in past years.
My friends have noticed the change in her and seem to be visiting more often, paying her more attention. Barney, who is a bit of a meat-head, even stares at her while I’m talking to him. She seems to play up to him and the other day I decided to ask her about it.
She answered, “Years ago I used to hate the stares of men but lately I’ve begun to like it. Knowing that I’m still attractive is very important to me at the moment.”
I asked her if didn’t think she was flirting too much.
“Oh Damien. Are you getting jealous?” she giggled.
“Maybe a little.” I responded.
“It’s just a bit of fun,” she said “and besides, don’t you find it a bit exiting that I can still turn men on?”
I again said “Maybe a little.”
I had her started now. She said, “I don’t think that showing my cleavage or giving the odd glimpse of undies is going to far do you?”
My cock was growing as she was saying this and Debbie noticed the lump and said, “It looks like you don’t mind, do you?”
My embarrassment showed as my face flushed and she added “Don’t worry, I’m sure it’s normal for men to like having a sexy wife.” She then knelt down in front of me, pulled my fly open and went down on me. All I could do was groan as I watched my sexy wife’s head bobbing over my lap, and felt her warm lips wrapped around my cock. Before long I exploded in her mouth. She swallowed it all, licking hungrily around my softening cock and looking for more.
The following Saturday I got up early to prepare for a yard project that we had planned for the weekend. My friends Dave and Barney were dropping around to help me lay some paving stones out back. I was having a cup of coffee when my wife came down the stairs wearing a very short skirt and a tight T-shirt. I noticed right away that she didn’t have a bra on.
“Do you think my breasts are firm enough to get away with this?” she asked, looking down at herself as she bounced into the kitchen. Her breasts jiggled beautifully and her soft nipples showed through the thin material.
“I’d say they’re magnificent, but Dave and Barney are going to be here soon,” I smiled at her.
Debbie smiled back at me and said, “They won’t mind, will they?” She walked off swinging her hips as she went.
I was starting to get a weird feeling as Dave and Barney arrived at the door. We went out the back to talk over the job. We heard the door slide open and looked around. My wife walked towards out and Barney and Dave openly stared at her as they said hello.
“I see you’ve noticed that I’m not wearing a bra. Do you like it?”
“Oh yes!” they said in unison.
I took her by the hand and led her away, commenting “I better take this distraction away.”
When we were out of earshot she said, “Did you see how much they liked my breasts? I thought Barney was going to reach out and touch them.” Then she put her hand on my crotch and whispered, “Damien, I think your friends want to fuck me.” My dick hardened as she looked into my eyes and went back inside.
Thankfully there was paving to be done and we all worked hard. I tried not to think about my wife’s slutty behavior until mid-afternoon when she brought us some drinks on a tray that she held against her tummy. The tray tilted up when I took my drink off causing the remaining two drinks to slide back against her breasts. She cried out in delight as the cold, wet glasses bounced against her clearly visible nipples.
Dave carefully took his drink. He sighed when he saw her hard nipples through the wet material. Barney reach out for his and I could see that he let the back of his hand rub against Debbie’s breast as he slowly took his glass.
“Thank you,” he said.
“No. Thank you,” she smiled and went off to hang out the washing. We were still watching her and Barney said, “I think she’s teasing us on purpose”.
Bending into the basket, Debbie’s skirt lifted and we could see her skimpy undies.
“Yep” said Dave.
The phone rang and it was Dave’s wife telling him it was time to come home. He reluctantly said goodbye and left. Debbie said, “Why don’t you leave the rest for next weekend and come inside for a drink?”
We cleaned up and went inside. With beers in hand, we settled down in the family room. Debbie was beside me on the coach with Barney sitting opposite us. Debbie’s legs were slightly apart so I leaned to her and whispered that she should cross her legs. Debbie said out load “Barney, Damien is worried that you can see up my skirt. Can you?”
Barney looked at me and said, “I can just see your panties but not in any detail.”
“What about now?” Debbie had spread her legs wider apart.
Barney stammered and answered, “Now I can see the outline of your pussy and a few hairs either side.”
I said, “That’s enough Debbie. I think you’ve proved that you can still turn men on”.
“I can’t tell for sure, his hands are covering it,” Debbie replied
Barney moved his hands, uncovering the huge outline of his cock. Debbie said, “My God, how big is that thing?”
“Do you mean now or when it’s fully hard?” Barney answered.
Debbie exclaimed, “You mean it gets bigger! See Damien, I’ll have to try harder. Perhaps this will work.”
The situation spun out of my control as she pulled off her shirt and played with her nipples, letting him watch her. Barney looked at me with a puzzled expression.
Debbie said, “Don’t worry about Damien. He likes it when I show off. Look I’ll prove it.” She undid my pants and showed him my stiff cock. I opened my mouth just as Debbie fed me her tit.
“Why don’t you lick my nipples and make them hard for Barney to see,” she told me. As she stoked my cock I couldn’t help but suck her nipples, making them stand out at least an inch or more.
“That’s it.” She whispered to me. “Now cup them and ask Barney if he likes your wife’s breasts.” I had the feeling I was turning into a pimp as I lifted her breasts and asked “Do you like them?”
Of course Barney said, “Oh God Yes!”
Debbie continued to whisper instructions and I obeyed. I was just too turned on to stop.
“Pull my panties down and expose my cunt to him,” she murmured.
I pulled down her panties and she spread her legs showing him everything. She put her hand between her legs and played with her clit as Barney sat there stunned. Although covered, his cock was obviously very hard and really big.
Debbie said to Barney “Come over here and show me what I’ve done to you.”
Barney looked at me, “Sorry bud, but I really want her to see it”.
He came over and took off his shirt. His cock was so long that its head was in view above his belt. Debbie gasped “My god” as he then pulled down his trousers revealing the rest of his amazing cock. Although his knob was twice as big as mine was, the strange thing was that his long dick tapered out toward the base becoming impossibly thick. She grabbed hold of my forearm, which was remarkably similar.
“I think I’ve changed my mind,” she said.
Still, my wife reached out and touched her first new cock in 18 years, as she stared at it in disbelief. She rubbed his pre-come all over its head, making it swell even larger. Then, with both hands, she grasped the head and slowly slid them down the shaft. As her hands moved down, they spread apart until her thumbs and forefingers were barely touching.
“Quick,” she said to me, “Put your fingers inside me and stretch my pussy open. You need to get me ready ’cause I’m going to fuck him.” She removed one hand from his manhood and came up with a tube of lubricating gel, which she must have hidden under a cushion. She squirted a large dollop in her hand, then grabbed my fingers and thumb and squeezed them together. “Start like that” she said.
Barney looked at me and said, “Hurry man, before she changes her mind again.”
She started to lick his cock all over, wetting him while lifting her leg to allow me access to her pussy. I pressed my fingers and thumb against her pussy, which was so wet that they all slid up into her until her pussy lips stretched tightly against my hand.
“More” she said, “Fist me”. I never even knew my wife knew about fisting, yet it felt so good to be stretching her that way that I continued to push, working my hand until it was completely inside. She whimpered with lust. Now that my hand was in up to my wrist, I pulled it back and forth. Alternately she could feel my fist against her cervix, then the stretching of her pussy walls as I drew it back toward me.
She was starting to come when she yelled, “Stop.”
She held my wrist, moaning as the fattest part of my hand slipped out. With super strength she push Barney back onto our shag carpet. She straddled him and rubbed her clit along his cock. She then rose up about 11 inches into the air.
“Line him up” she said looking at me. I didn’t move until she yelled “Now!” I reached out and wrapped my fingers around Barney’s cock and lifted its weight into the air, aiming it at her opening. It was so stiff that I just held the mammoth base as my wife lowered her-self onto it. Her puffy wet pussy lips seemed to kiss his cockhead. They flowed around his knob as it disappeared into a well- lubricated tunnel. I let go of his cock while she continued to moan as she lowered herself. “Felling very full.” she panted, stopping at that point. Rising again, she grunted as she started from the tip once more; faster this time, as though she were getting a running start.
She was now on her sixth trip down his cock. His cockhead had slammed against her cervix again and again. His big dick compressed slightly as she slammed down, stretching her pussy around the thickening base. She was crying out now, trying to get as much in as possible, as fast as possible. He started fucking her back and I could see that his cock was expanding and throbbing, ready to come. He lost control of himself and grabbed her ass. Like a rag doll he rammed her against himself another three or four times, then held her to him tightly.
“Yes,” she said, “Come inside me. Fill me up!” She came with him and wriggled as he convulsed. ” I’ve never been fucked like that,” she said, kissing him tenderly.
Before lifting off him she asked me “Do you think I’m a slut?”
I said “No” and she said “What about now” She lifted her self off and showed me a gapping hole with cum running from it. She aimed the river at his dick, covering him. Then she then licked it all off and swallowed it.
Barney was hard again but he dressed and left, saying “See you all next weekend!”
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