John groaned and said, “That would be so hot.”
“He would be the first man to fuck me other than you. He’d be taking my cheating cherry, the first man to fuck me outside of my marriage vows. Do you want to see that?”
John said, “It scares me to think about it. It really turns-us-on, but I don’t know how I’d feel about someone else having you.”
I said, “Just think, you are the only one to have seen me naked, to have looked at my tits and my pussy. Your cock is the only one to have been inside me. Imagine another man’s cock slipping between my pussy lips and sliding into my married cunt. No one has ever come inside me other than you. Would that turn you on to think about another man’s cock trying to knock-me-up, to have his sperm swimming up inside my womb?”
John just groaned. I knew he wanted to hear more.
“Just think of me lying naked in bed with another man, letting him take me. He could touch me anywhere he wanted. He might put his tongue inside my nasty cunt and lick me. I’d cover his face with my cum. My pussy would gush all over him. Maybe he’d want to fuck me in the ass. Think about that, another man eating your cheating wife’s cunt and then fucking her in the ass.”
He said, “You don’t let me have your ass. You’d let him?”
I teased him more, “I would be his for the night. He could do any nasty thing he wanted to. He’d make me suck his cock and swallow his cum (another thing I don’t do very often). I’d come to bed with you the next morning all full of another man’s sperm in my vagina. Maybe I’d make you clean me up, suck all his cum out of my unfaithful pussy.”
He was rubbing his cock. He’d gotten it out and was jacking-himself-off.
“Do you wonder how big his cock is? I felt it through his pants and made him come. Maybe he’ll reach places inside me where you’ve never been, places where only a man with a bigger cock can reach. He might stretch me out to where I wouldn’t feel your little dick when you fuck me. I’ll bet he would make me come, over and over, like you used-to-do.”
He was getting defensive and said, “I still make you come?”
I was taunting him, “You do lover, but I’m thinking of coming on another man’s cock, a new cock inside your cheating wife’s snatch.”
He looked at me, starting to get worried that I was serious.
“I could get you promoted by fucking your boss. Maybe he’ll want me all the time. I could be his plaything. He’d invite me into his office and fuck me while you are out somewhere hard at work. Everyone you work with would know that your boss is fucking your wife.”
My husband came, hearing about his wife fantasizing over her first time with another man. The gooey semen spit from his onto his leg and hand.
I said, “Oooh, look at you coming thinking some other man fucking my married cunt. Are you thinking about getting sloppy-seconds from your wife’s pussy?”
He said, “Wow. It’s so hot. Should we do it?”
I giggled and said, “It would just be sex.”
John said, “Let’s just see what happens and how we feel when we are there.”
I knew the idea turned him on like crazy. My dirty talking had almost persuaded me that it was something I wanted to do, to let another man fuck me, ravish me. It would all be new and exciting.
We met with Russ and Rita for the drive to the beach. We took two cars, loaded with food, drinks and such. To keep from getting lost, Rita rode in the car with my husband and I rode with Russ. I was wearing just a pair of gym shorts and a halter top, with underwear, of course. The men were wearing shorts and polo shirts. Rita was wearing a very short skirt and a tight white top.
We followed them from Virginia. After getting through the usual small talk about the weather and what to expect at the beach house, Russ motioned to the car ahead, where John and Rita were clearly engaged in a lively conversation. “I wonder what they are talking about.” He asked.
“It sure looks like they are having a nice conversation.”
Soon after, we stopped at a rest-stop. I asked my husband what he and Rita had discussed and he gave me a general answer saying they were taking about his and her work. I saw Russ and Rita give each other a sensuous kiss. That aroused me a little so I gave John a nice kiss. I pushed my body against him. I could tell he was ‘hot’, and so was I. He smiled at me and said, “Have a good time.” That made me suspicious of what was going-on in the front car.
We started off again. After about fifteen minutes, we saw Rita reaching her hand out of the window and holding something white. Russ didn’t say anything but I knew what she was holding, her panties dangled from her fingers. She pulled her arm in and tossed the panties in the back seat of their car.
Russ said, “Dammit. I told her to behave herself. She has the hots for your husband, but I told her he was off limits. We don’t want to pressure you two into anything.”
I said, “It doesn’t look like she’s forcing him to do anything.”
“Well, anyway, I apologize for my wife.”
We drove a bit and I said, “I know John has the hots for your wife too, so I’m the prude of the bunch.”
Russ said, “Don’t talk like that. You shouldn’t feel pressured into doing anything that you don’t want to do.”
I knew the answer to my question but asked it anyway. “What are your intentions with respect to me?”
He thought for a moment and said, “I have no expectations or intentions. If something happens, fine. If not, that’s okay too.” After a moment he said, “I do find you incredibly attractive.”
“So, you’d like to take me to bed. You’re bringing me down here to seduce me.”
“Of course, but only if you want to do it. I had a marvelous time with you last week and would be fine with just that, if you were interested.”
I asked, “What if John sleeps with Rita? Would you expect me to reciprocate?”
“Not at all, but I don’t think John will do anything unless it’s okay with you.”
I said, “Once again, I’m the prude.”
He said, “Don’t think of things that way. It would just be uncomplicated sex, nothing more.”
“It would be a big deal for me. I’ve never done anything except with my husband. You’d be the first man in my married pussy.”
“That’s what would really be special for me. I’d like to be the first man other than your husband to make love to you, the first to undress you and lay you on the bed, the first to taste you, the first to enter you and feel the heat inside you.”
Wow. He was enticing me with his comments. I asked, “Have you been the first with other wives?”
Him: “Yes. A few times. It’s really special to bust a woman’s extramarital cherry.”
Me: “Tell me about the others you’ve done.”
Him: “Well. Before I married Rita, I had a good friend and his wife wanted to have a threesome. I was the first guy to screw her after they were married. She was shy at first, but once she got going, she was a tigress.”
Me: “How did the husband take it?”
Him: “He was okay with it. He liked watching me screw her.”
He continued, “There was a guy who was an asshole that I worked with ten years ago. He was always ragging on me about my work and bragging about what a hot-shot he was. I fucked his wife for him. He didn’t like it so I rubbed it in. I reminded him that every time he looked at his wife’s vagina that he should remember that I’d had my prick inside her. I told him whenever he kissed her, he should remember where her mouth had been. Stuff like that. It was nasty, but he was an ass.”
“Would you put down John, that way?”
Him: “Not at all. I really like working with him and have all-the-respect-in-the-world for him.”
“You’d just like to fuck his wife.”
“Absolutely; I’d like to be your first. I’ve had the hots for you since we first met, but I’ve had to behave myself since you are John’s wife. If you and he would be okay with it, I’d relish the chance to teach you about the pleasures of sex beyond your marriage. Rita can teach you some things too.”
That was a new thought. “Does Rita do it with other women?”
“She has.”
“Do you like to watch?”
He said, “Yes. It’s incredibly erotic to see two women making love.”
I was quiet for a while. I had entertained the thought and he knew I was seriously considering having sex with him. His seduction was working.
Now I’m not prude. I’ve been on nude beaches with my husband and danced half-naked at a party one New Years Eve. I’ve done some soft-swinging with his brother one time and a friend of his, another time. The friend had me down to just my panties and I jacked-him-off while he played with my tits, like Russ had.
I decided to be a little daring. If Rita had taken off her panties, I could make my husband wonder about what was going on in our car behind them. I leaned forward and pulled up my top. I asked Russ to unhook my bra. I pulled it off my shoulders and removed it. Russ blew the horn at John and Rita so they would look back. I held my bra out the window for them to see and then threw it in the back seat.
I was laughing and Russ was smiling. My unrestrained tits jiggled under my top and my nipples were quite evident, poking through the thin front of my top. They were jutting out and jiggling with the movement of the car. I was truly aroused.
“Wanna see?” I asked Russ. He nodded so I pulled up my halter and showed him my beauties. He almost ran off the road looking at me. I pulled my top down to let him concentrate on the road.
We drove for a little while and then I saw Rita hold something out the car window again. I recognized it as her blouse. She waved it around and threw it in the backseat. I knew she was now riding topless with my husband in addition to being panty-less. I knew John would be out-of-his-mind with Rita beside him nearly naked. She only had that little skirt left. I wondered if she would be bold enough to take that off too.
I decided to continue the contest. I asked Russ if I should take my top off and of course, he said I should. I pulled the halter over my head and Russ blew the horn to get their attention. I held my top out of the window and saw John and Rita wave in acknowledgement. A sudden gust of wind caught my top and I let go of it. It tumbled along the side of the road and blew over the edge toward the water. Oops. Now my top was gone and I would have to remain topless for the remainder of the trip. I laughed and looked at Russ, who was ogling my titties as we drove. He reached over and put his hands on them. I let him fondle me for a moment and then pushed his hand away and told him to pay attention to the road.
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