I had to grin at her, a big grin. “Hm, maybe. I have handled her in the past. But there is something special about her tonight?” We love to play games with banter like this. It was our standard game, often before sex. As we talked I removed the only piece of clothing I still had on, my underwear. She had been in a bra and undies, but as we teased each other, she had also taken off her remaining clothing.
Smiling down at me in the semi-darkness, the only lighting in the small tent, a lantern in one corner, she straddled me and began to tease me by sliding her pussy back and forth on my hardness. “Did you want some of this, love? Did you want to get inside me, baby?”
I smiled up at her in the dim light, “Did something get you going today, love? Perhaps five handsome men who hung on your every word? I mean, I could see you were getting hot all day.”
With that, she maneuvered my cock to her opening and slid it inside her. “God, you feel really good, baby. Are you going to fuck me while thinking of one of those other guys? Maybe more than one?” She did not answer me but instead leaned over and kissed me as she began to pump up and down on my cock. Our lips parted after a languid kiss, “Baby, I love you. Fuck me good…, fuck me, Angie. Imagine one of those guys, whichever you want, imagine it is his cock inside you.”
“Mmmm,” she kissed me once again and moaned into my mouth. She was pumping up and down on me, squeezing my cock as she is want to do. It felt so good, my wife’s pussy. She loves to go slow, to tease me as she uses me for her pleasure. She once again parted out lips, “Yes baby, I am imagining a different cock inside me. Perhaps Ethan, or Paul. God, they are all so hot. Oh, baby, I am going to cum on your cock pretty soon, baby.”
I placed my hands on her hips and began to pump up into her, fucking her hard, attempting to go faster into her. “Oh fuck, Angie. C-cum on my cock. I want to feel you cum on my cock and then I am going to give you my load.”
Angie leaned back and I moved my hands to her breasts, her wonderful tits. I squeezed each nipple as I fucked her, as she pumped up and down on me. I know we were a bit loud, that the men around the fire or across the glade in their tent could probably hear us. If not the words, then the moans, the obvious sounds of two people coupling. Louder than then was usual for her, she began to moan, to make those familiar noises I so loved as she had her orgasm.
“Baby, d-do you want my cum? Do you want my load, Angie?”
“Y-yes, cum in me, Dee (she always calls me Dee). Fill up my pussy baby. F-fuck yes, fill up my pussy. Oh God, you feel so good, so good, baby.”
I obliged her. Just as she finished her release, I shot my cum into her body. I love fucking my wife, she is a sexual animal and it always turns me on how much my love wants sex. How much she loves to cum.
Chapter 3
Angie lay in my arms in the afterglow. It had been an amazing coupling. Angie knows how to make me feel like a man. She always shows me her need by using her body to turn me on. Her movements alone are like an aphrodisiac. Angie truly does love me. I just can’t explain how good she is in the sack. She is the most sexual being I have ever known, and I am lucky to be her husband. Her lover.
“How are you baby? Did you enjoy that?” I asked her.
She sort of playfully slapped me on the chest and replied, “Stupid fucking question. Yes, I had a very good time. I always do. You are my stud, baby.”
“Oh, bull shit. You are spoiled by my incredible looks. I mean, what can I say? I am so handsome.”
She laughed and replied, “Yes, that’s it. You are my stud.” I could feel her smile against me, her head lying on my chest. “Just the best. That’s my husband.”
I returned her smile with my own. “So, be honest. Did those five young studs get you going? I mean, you fucked me well tonight, Angie. Not that I am complaining.” Again I felt her grin against my chest, but she did not answer. I think I had hit on something. I was sure that I had clued in that my wife was turned on by these men. “Come on, admit it, you liked all the attention they gave you.”
“Not gonna lie…, sure, it was fun. But you are my husband. Don’t you forget that, okay? I mean…, fantasy is one thing, but I love you, okay?”
I did not say anything for a few minutes. I had a thought come to mind. It was a fantasy, a fantasy that a lot of men had about her their wife. I could see her with these other guys, and in truth, I would love to watch. This thought, my wife with another man, or other men, ran like a movie through my mind. It was just a fantasy…, or was it? “Baby, there is love…, and then there is sex. Let me ask you a question. Have you ever had a fantasy of…, well, having a gangbang? Has the idea ever crossed your mind?”
Angie lifted onto one elbow and looked into my eyes. She did not say anything for a bit, but finally said, “Every woman has probably thought about it. Some might even like the idea. I am not sure where I fall, but in truth, it’s not the kind of thing I could do. You know…, too much of a chicken.” The last she said with a sort of laugh. I can’t say I was not a bit disappointed, but also, not surprised. “Sorry, Dee. If you meant it, I don’t think I am ready for that kind of thing.”
“It’s okay, baby. I was just wondering. Anyway, let’s get some rest.”
Chapter 4
The next morning I arose early, hoping to catch some fish. I tried to get Angie to come along, but she said she wanted to relax and enjoy the day. She wanted to relax around the camp. I also figured she wanted to hang out and flirt with the guys. I had no problem with that.
I arose before dawn and spent the early part of the day heading upriver. I use a fly rod, but I don’t fly fish. I generally use salmon eggs and use the fly rod to reach places along the bank, behind rocks, or other outcroppings in the river to fish for trout. Sure, I would lose a hook now and then, but that was half the fun of the sport. Anyway, I had my limit of four fish in under an hour, so I spent the rest of the morning on the bank of a river just enjoying the view. The place, the river is beautiful, but in point of fact, all I could think about was one or more of those studs fucking my wife.
I could not take it anymore. I sat in between a couple of trees and pulled out my cock. Thinking of my wife being fucked by one or more of the guys had me so horny. I stroked my manhood and finally released my cum on the bank of the river, still thinking about my wife and these other handsome young men.
I wandered upriver for a while, enjoying the beautiful day. After about one in the afternoon, I headed back to the camp. Most of the guys were out fishing or just enjoying the scenery. My wife was sitting on a stump, Paul at her feet, the two talking of this and that. I went to the river to sort of clean up from cleaning the fish, and to give the two some private chat time. I walked back and Paul had gone to his tent, my wife now had gone to our tent.
I entered the tent, “What are you up to babe?”
“Oh…, not much. Decided to read my book. I see you once again caught your limit.”
“Yep, all good-sized ones too. Should make a nice meal for tonight. I see you look all fresh and clean. Did you bathe in that ice-cold river again?”
“Yes…” There was something about the way she had said that. A look on her face. “Yes, I took a bath this morning in the river after you left.”
After a couple of minutes, she said no more, so I asked, “What’s on your mind, babe? Don’t tell me nothing, there is something you are not saying.”
Again, she hesitated. There was still that look on her face. “Okay, okay. Well, when I was taking that bath… Well, you know I go around the corner and sort of hide. You know, privacy.”
“Yeah, I get it.”
“Well, I think one of the guys snuck between the trees and was watching me. Honestly, I was sort of flattered. I mean, I did not feel threatened. Do you know what I mean? Should I have been…, I don’t know. A bit afraid?”
“Babe, they are normal guys. You are a beauty. As long as no one is bothering you… I mean, as long as they are just peaking. I don’t think you have anything to worry about.”
“Can I tell you something? I mean, don’t get upset with me?”
It was my turn to give my wife a bit of a strange look. “What love? Why would I be upset with you?”
“Well…, because I think it sort of turned me on. Being peaked at. It’s hard to explain.”
“Babe, you have nothing to be ashamed of…, no reason I would be upset. How many times do I have to tell you that you are a true beauty? You know guys stare at you… You should be used to it.” No more was said about it. The rest of the afternoon into the evening was uneventful. We had just about run out of the salt we had brought along, so I decided that the next day, I would take the three-hour walk back to the road, to our car, and then drive into Leadville for some supplies.
Chapter 5
That evening we were in the tent, lying next to each other. This time it was my turn to initiate things. She was reading her book, I took it from her hand and set it aside. I leaned in and kissed her, and she immediately took the hint. “Is my baby horny, Dee?”
I grinned at her and quickly helped out of her top, and then her shorts and undies. She did the same for me, and then I slid down the bags and placed my face between her legs. Angie loves it when I blow air between her legs at her wanton pussy. “Yes, baby. That feels so good. God yes,” She said as I teased her by licking her labia, one then the other.
I then lifted my head and looked at her, “Imagine that it is one of those studs in that other tent licking your pussy, baby, okay?” My beautiful wife moaned and nodded her head yes as I went to work. Up and down I licked her pussy until my tongue found the hood of her clitoris. As I manipulated her button, her clit popped out and that was my signal to stick a finger into her pussy.
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