Sharing wife with another....

[Whit00EK]

Finally! I have pushed the buttons which cause this young man to lose his objectivity. He is holding her legs up at her shoulders as I stroke long, hard strokes in and out of her slippery pussy. His cock is rigid, standing almost parallel to her lovely, lovely face. He and I are in control of this woman -- total control. Were we not here to see to her enjoyment, we could take certain advantage of her. A woman in this position is totally powerless and I felt a thrill surge through my own loins as I realized that in another time, another place, this could be a two-man rape of a woman. I feel that familiar tickling sensation in my thighs and know I am not far from completion with this new thought. I actually close my eyes and roughly, almost brutally, thrust my cock into her pussy, slamming my pubic bone against hers. I am raping her in my mind for just a moment. Her body bucks and leaps at each stroke. I smile to myself and open my eyes, slow my rhythm again, and hear Mark say to her, "Open your mouth."

She does not immediately comply and Mark reaches down to twist one of her nipples almost cruelly. She gasps, her mouth in a large "O" and Mark slides his stiff cock directly into her mouth. I watch now as her eyes grow wide and her breath catches in her throat. Her chest swells with the pent-up breath and she is shocked. This scene being played out within feet of me is almost too much. I begin to leak fluid and slide, ever more slippery, into and out of that luscious blonde-haired pussy, feeling my own climax approach.

Juliet does not appear to understand. I wonder to myself if Mark is usually this demanding and forceful. He slides his cock in and out of her mouth, as far as it will comfortably go. She is not sucking him; he is fucking her! The man is fucking his wife's mouth while a stranger fucks her cunt! Ah, I have just begun to think of that glorious organ as a cunt. A man makes love to a lovely pussy, but he absolutely, witout a doubt, fucks a cunt. And I am fucking this cunt hard and rough now, as her husband fucks her mouth. The sounds are incredible! Slurpy, squishy sounds from my cock in her and sucking, liquid sounds from her mouth as she sucks and Mark fucks. This could do me in.

As Mark and I coordinate our thrusting, I watch her breasts, now swollen and bright pink, as they roll and puddle, roll and puddle, up and down with the rhythms of our three bodies. How I would love to lay my cock between them sometime soon! My fingers have not left the apex of her pussy lips and continue to stroke and tease and pinch her clit, pulling and twisting it as well.

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[Whit00EK]

Now she is on the verge; her body arches and I hear muffled sounds from her throat, masked by Mark's huge organ stuffed inside her lips....not moans of pleasure, but short grunts of expectation; she knows she is near; she knows she is just on the edge again. She reaches for Mark's cock in her mouth...to what? To pull him out? To stroke him? I am watching as I slam into her again.

But at the zenith of her body arch, with her ass off the bed and her cunt grinding into me, Mark stops his motion and pulls out. Is this a signal? I, too, stop dead, cock buried to the hilt inside her. Mark speaks directly to her and thanks her for the wonderful enjoyment she has given him thus far. He then touches her cheek and asks me to lie down beside her on the bed. He says he wants to see her straddling my cock, sitting proud as he calls it.

Reluctantly, I withdraw my cock from her pussy and watch for a second as an inordinate amount of fluid runs out with it and courses down her crack and onto the bedspread. I smile and know that I must have hit a tender spot.

I lie down next to her and give her a small kiss. She immediately changes position and the next thing I know, her hand is wrapped around my shaft behind her and she is directing it to her slit. I am thrilled by her touch and almost arch myself. She finds the cleft between her lips, rubs the head up and down once or twice and in one swift motion, impales herself on my cock. Impales herself as deeply as a woman can be entered. And I am again in heaven. I watch as Mark walks to the other side of the bed and begins to touch her pussy near my cock. He is wetting fingers, I know. I can figure what is coming.

I strain my head upward to see whatever it is that I can see, but her hips hide my view. Instead, I reach for her breasts again and renew my previous efforts at rolling and tugging those nipples. <<Reader: you cannot imagine how bright pink they are; how hugely round the aureolae have swollen.>> As I tug and twist, she throws back her head and sighs deeply. I think she, too, knows what is coming.

Mark gives her a little pressure by pushing his hand against her back and she leans forward toward me, her body now almost parallel to mine. Her ass is in the air, my cock is in her pussy, my one hand twists a nipple and the other seeks her clit again. And I watch as her face turns red and she shows some strain in her neck muscles.

Mark is attempting to slide that massive cock of his into her backdoor love-nest. I know that she will experience some small discomfort even if she has done this before, and a huge amount if her ass is a virgin orfice. So, I remove my hand from her breast and place it behind her head, pulling her face to mine and kissing her lips, intensely, demandingly, sucking at her tongue and pulling her lips deep inside my mouth to suck on them, too. This may distract her attention just long enough for Mark to begin his movement.

 

[Markanthony]

As I stand there and watch Juliet mount Edward she seems to be very eager to get him inside of her again. I know that this is her favorite position to be in, one that makes her feel as if she is in control. With her on top she can control the movements and will love to grind down on Edward’s cock. She likes it in deep, as deep as she can get it. I also always loved for her to take me this way and I am very sure that Edward will love it too.

But we have never tried what I am about to do to her .We have talked about it before and she always showed interest but it has never come about. Well I am determined to change that and add a new realm to our sex lives.

I then reach for her handbag and pull out our bottle of AstroGlide, which I told her to bring. It is the best lubrication that we have found. By now she is grinding on Edward’s cock and has her eyes closed. I apply the lub to my cock and pour more into my hand. As I move over to her I touch her on her back and Edward puts his hand behind her head and pulls her down to him. He starts to kiss her and know this is my que. I reach down to her ass and rub my hand along her crack smearing the lub on her. I insert my finger into her puckered ass hole to lubricate her muscles. Once I feel that she is ready I situate myself between her’s and Edward’s legs and spread her ass cheeks apart. My rock hard, well-lubed cock moves so close to her ass hole. I take it into my hand and guide it to her and very slowly push it into her hole. As the head pops in I hear a sound come from her throat and stop all movement. This is her sign to stop, when I know she is in slight pain.

So I stop all movement and hold it there in order to give her ass muscles time to adjust to my girth of my cock. After approximately 30 to 45 seconds I feel her start to move toward me. Her ass moves in my direction, trying to force me into her. As I hold my ground my cock slowly slides into her until I can feel my abdomen touch her ass cheeks. I know that I am now there. We have now accomplished another of our fantasies, double penetration of my dear sweet wife. Slowly I start to pull my cock out. Just when I am almost out of her, I with a little more force and speed, drive back into her. She starts to grind again on Edward’s cock and I notice that she is not kissing him. She is propped up on her arms as if she is doing a push up. In and out and we start to set up a rhythm. She is moaning and loving it. Edward has his hands in her hair grasping it and I am pounding into her ass and holding onto her just above her cheeks. Her moans pick up in intensity, as does our speed of humping. I can feel Edwards cock through the thin membrane separating our cocks. She suddenly yells out “Fuck me Mark, fuck me harder”. I then pick up the speed and am driving my cock into her with much force. I just hope Edward is holding up.

A very short time later I feel her sort of stop and start to squeeze every muscle in her body. I know that she is starting to cum. She screams out “Yes, Yes, Yes”. This arouses me so much that my cock starts to spurt into her ass and she reaches back to grab my ass pulling me deeper inside her. My cock is jumping inside of her and I can feel my warm cum filling her ass. We both slow at which time I remove my cock from her ass and stand beside her and Edward. She continues to grind her pussy on him and is moaning that sort of satisfied moan that I know so well. She is really enjoying his cock. She is now looking directly at his face with her hands resting on her own thighs raising and lowering herself along his cock. It was the most beautiful sight my eyes had ever had the pleasure to see. God this woman is mine and I am standing here enjoying this more than I can describe. I continue to stand there watching the two of them moving in unison knowing that Edward had to be about to explode deep inside her by now….

 

[Whit00EK]

It isn't difficult to understand why Mark loves his wife so much. Sitting here in front of me, my cock buried deep inside her, she appears to be slightly unreal--like something out of a half-forgotten dream. Her skin, always so creamy and white, is now flushed and pink; her nipples and aureolae, normally a pale, pretty pink, are deep rose in color and the nipples jut out like bullets; her eyes are closed and she is grinding her pussy into my pubic bone as if she wanted to push more and more of my body into her.

Mark has caught my eye and I know now what he is going to do. I catch a whiff of the scent of lubricant being applied and I can assume it is being slathered on his large cock and around and inside her tiny backdoor. I pull her down to my face and kiss her as I sense Mark is ready to begin. And he does. He pushes against her back door and her eyes fly wide open as she strains to accept his offering. I take the chance to whisper to her, "Have you ever done this before?" And she whispers back, strain obvious in her voice, "No, Edward, but Mark has always wanted to." I tenderly reach for her head again and pull her down for a loving kiss. I feel the pressure Mark is applying, because her body tends to move upward, away from it. I apply my own pressure with my hands and refuse her the movement. She is immobilized between us.

I hear what sounds like a grunt from deep in her throat and Mark's motion ceases. This is most likely a recognized signal that she is uncomfortable. I lift my hips slightly, pushing my cock deeper into her and giving Mark a more level angle of entry and she begins to relax again. I can feel her relaxation in her entire body and in the walls of her pussy. I would not have believed it possible, but it actually feels like I slid deeper into her as she relaxed.

And with another concentrated push, Mark was buried deep inside her ass. I could see the satisfaction on his face, over her shoulder. I could actually feel his shaft through the membrane which separated us. It moved and my own cock jumped a bit at the sensation.

Mark began his stroking and it was perfectly clear that both he and Juliet were enjoying this. Why not share some of this feeling, I asked myself, and began to match strokes with Mark. The sounds coming from Juliet's throat were feral and animal-like. Mark's movements coincided with mine and she was alternately filled in pussy or ass. Several times I changed my own rhythm so that Mark's cock and mine slammed into her at the same time. Each time, her face contorted with a mixture of pleasure and pain that excited me more. I knew she was close; her pussy was moving of its own accord. The walls spasmed. The lubrication was phenominal. She lifted her head, closed her eyes and began a series of small grunts and squeals timed with each of Mark's strokes into her ass.

Within a minute or two of this treatment, I could see in Mark's face that he was on the edge. I lifted my hips higher off the bed to change his angle and she spasmed hugely and the rush of air from her mouth, accompanied by a huge groan-moan of pleasure and a shout of, "Yes, yes, yes!" just like in any porn video you have ever seen, signified her own release. She arched her back, reached as far behing her as she could and grabbed Mar's hips to pull him deeper into her. Her body tightened in every possible muscle. She was trembling from shouldes to calves in every fiber of her make-up. God, this woman is beautiful! Mark's head was thrown back, his mouth open and he was trembling all over, standing there behind her and I knew he had just deposited his own offering in her ass. She lifted her head and breathed as if she had just run the marathon, totally relaxing now, and I felt a veritable stream of her own nectars coursing down over my pubic hair and balls, covering my thighs. This woman is truly a maniacal being when it comes to being pleasured. Doesn't she have any limits? I tried to distract my own climax by counting the number of orgasms she must have had since we arrived here in the room, but I could not postpone myself much longer.

She sat up now, Mark pulling his cock from her ass with much more ease than it entered. She was gorgeous and I was in love with what I had in my field of vision. Her pussy ground into me with such ferocity that I thought she might bruise her lips. Her vocalizations were nothing more than deep-throated grunting breaths. She put her own hands under her breasts and rubbed and squeezed and manipulated them with less than a tender touch, so that they flowed and bulged and swelled as she almost tried to hurt them.

Now was the opportune time for me to release. I thought back for a minute. Had Mark truly been satisfied with the evening so far? Had I assisted in providing the fantasy fulfillment that he sought? I watched him as he stood behind her, kissing her on the neck where the shoulder and neck join. And murmuring how much he loved her for doing this for him. I wondered how much this had truly been 'for him' but only smiled inwardly at the thought.

But I still had a question in my mind. I asked it aloud.

"Mark, Juliet, you must know I am very close. I shall have but one chance to finish this evening as you had imagined it. Tell me what you want me to do. I am about to provide a stranger's offering to Juliet. Where would you like me to place it? It is your choice, my children."

 

[Whit00EK]

A note to the lovers....

Welcome home from your vacation. I hope that you won't leave me standing here too long in this condition. Even I have my limits.

Edward

 

[Earthgoddess]

Oh my god

Sorry to OCC but Whit I have been enraptured with your posts-having never actually interacted with you I felt the need/urge to let you know how much I enjoy-all right devour your words..Your words seduce and tantalize and I have spent far too much of my day here today allowing your phrases to paint my body with desire...You are truly a Master of this medium...my thanks for such delicious reading *sighs laguidly and ponders*

 

[Whit00EK]

As I lay there under her, I realized that nothing good would come of my providing an issue of my own essense here and now. I could see by the looks on their faces that they had found more love in these few hours than anyone might envision. I lifted Juliet by the hips and slid out from under her with the loud statement, "That ought to finish things."

As I said these words, I heard the sound I had hoped to hear -- the 'snick-click' of the lock on the door connecting this room with the room next door. I slid off the bed, stood up and there she was. The beautiful young desk clerk from downstairs; the one to whom I had slipped the money to keep the two adjoining rooms empty. I had also slipped her a note which asked her to come up to the next room in an hour or so and listen for those words. If and when she heard them, she was to open the door.

I don't know how long she may have been listening, or how much she knew of our activities, but as I gathered up my clothing and moved through the door, nearly nude, I could see the flush on her face, her chest showing in the V of her blouse and vest, and the heaving of her breasts in the tightly-buttoned uniform vest.

Turning, I blew a kiss to Juliet and winked at Mark, saying, "The night is yet young, my lovely children; teach each other what it is to love and be loved. And, thank you." And I slipped my arm around the waist of this little bundle of sexual energy and slid into the room as she locked the door behind her.

Ahhh, but that is an entirely different story.

Edward

 

[Passionnee]

Desk clerk

OOC : Whit if you decide the continue the story with the Desk clerk, I would be interested to play the young lady. ~smiles~

 

[Whit00EK]

Holding the desk clerk's breasts in my loving hands..

But my sweet, sweet Passionate One......are we not still involved in the most erotic of post-concert symphonies?

Edward

 

[Passionnee]

A moment of ...

OOC : I think I have a too big sexual appetite for my own good. Very true Whit. I step back and go to our concert main course. ~wink~

 

[Juliet]

As Edward moved from beneath me, I couldn't help but feel a sudden disappointment come over me. I was enjoying this evening more than I could ever describe and didn't want it to end. As I watched Edward gather his clothing and walk toward the desk clerk that had entered through the side door, I had to smile inwardly because I had noticed her earlier eyeing us from across the lobby and had wondered when I'd see her again.

I turned my eyes back toward Mark who was also watching Edward and the desk clerk in amazement. When his eyes met mine once again, I felt like my entire body was snapped back into reality. Here I was left with the most perfect of men, one who I could not imagine loving more dearly than I did at that very moment. He had given me such a joy tonight...one I would never have asked to receive and one I could never take lightly. Afterall, he had shared something so precious to him with another man. I would cherish this man for the rest of my life.

I reached toward him, grasping both hands and pulled him to me. The sudden warmth of his body sent chills through my entire body. I clung to him not leaving space between any part of our bodies. The feeling I felt now was not one of lust that I had felt with Edward but one of the most deep love that a wife could offer her husband. I felt closer to this man than I had ever felt.

My hand slid up his back to the back of his head. I pulled his head toward mine until our lips met. My lips melted into his as my tongue parted them and explored the depths of his mouth...After what seemed like forever our kiss broke and I gazed lovingly into his eyes as I began to speak to him...
"Markanthony, you have given me an evening that most wives can only dream about and for that I will be eternally greatful. It would not be possible for me to feel any more love for you than I do at this moment and I plan to spend the rest of my life showing you how greatful I am for the wonderful gift you have given me tonight. Thank you for trusting me enough to share my body with this man, knowing that my heart would never have enough room in it for any other man but you. You have given me the best 14 years of my life and I just hope we can use this experience to make the next 14 years as fulfilling as the last ones. You are my husband, my friend, my lover, my life...don't ever forget that."
With that I gave him another quick kiss then said "Now my sweet Markanthony, lets get dressed and go home and makelove for the rest of the evening."

 

[Whit00EK]

Once more before I close the door, I look back and what I view there brings a warmth to my own heart that I had somehow thought was dead and buried.

These two have something no one shall ever break. The love between them radiates from eyes and bodies as they kiss their loving fulfillment to each other.

I hear Juliet thank Mark and tell him how much she loves him and Mark is in heaven; but I knew that hours ago.

I smile to myself, look over my shoulder at the young thing in the other room and think....."Ahhh, an old man's work is never done!" And I close the door on them, forever.

 

[Markanthony]

As I stand there watching Edward leaving I am amazed because he has given us so much enjoyment and yet I felt that he didn't get his, so to speak. This has been nothing but pure sexual delight for the both of us, an experience to remember forever.

I look over at Juliet and as our eyes meet I see a hint of disappointment in her face. I can only hope that she leaves all of her emotional ties to him in ths room because I feel that I know what she is thinking.

This woman is my life, my soul and my heart. We have been through alot, as any couple would in 14 years, but I can only hope and pray that this new found experience will strengthen our marriage and not harm it in any way. In a sense I feel that by allowing this to happen that I have broken most of my wedding vows to her. But we both went into this fantasy with our eyes wide open wanting, craving something new and exciting to happen in our lives. Only time will tell if we have made a mistake or if we made the right decision to proceed on with this fantasy. But what ever the outcome she will always hold the strings to my heart.

As we move to each other I feel her wonderful touch, her kiss and her tongue enter my mouth. I am in heaven and all of my fears and inhibitions have left me. Only she can do this to me. I truely think that I could never feel love for another human being as I do for this woman.

Our lips part and she speaks to me saying "Thank you for trusting me". I respond to her by saying "No sweetheart Thank you for being you" "I love you".

With that she says that we need to get dressed so that we can go home and make love for the rest of the evening. Hot Dog and I start to feel that twinge returning to my loins.

 

[Whit00EK]

As the tears streak down.....

The evening was made complete, Mark, by yours and Juliet's remarks. They were the emotions I wanted to hear expressed since the first minute of our play. Only you and I know how close to the heart those comments must be held.

Good night, sweet twosome; do remember an old man when you look into each other's eyes. It was I who re-kindled the warmth there.

Edward

 

[flawless]

Edward.. i happen to know Juliet too through lite..and i think what u wrotee in yr last post was the most pompous statement coming from you.. u rekindled the warmth..lmao..
man o man.. ...
the always had the warmth and passion or so i believe..
and u are good with words and writing..but pompous ness.. has no place..u just came down in my eyes..

 

[Whit00EK]

A note to Flawless....

With all due respect, Flawless, though I appreciate your candidness, I had not one inkling that my comment would come across as "pompous".....

If you think back, both Mark and Juliet expressed questions and inhibitions and uncertainty at times during the "session".....it was the warmth of accepting each other as loving, committed individuals that I re-kindled. I never meant to imply that I had re-kindled a love or a desire that had disappeared. You and I and every reader out there who knows this couple through private conversations or e-mail, understands they are one of the most loving couples anyone could ever wish to meet. Personally, I envy them.

So, please accept my apologies, readers, if I came across as something not intended.

Edward

 

[Juliet]

OMG

Oh my God Edward,

Everytime I read through any part of our role play it really brings a tremendous rush to the deepest parts of me. It has been 6 months since our little adventure played out and I can not thank you enough for helping markanthony and I to open so many more doors to our life. We both have a whole new view of how we want the next 14 years to be for our relationship and you played a part in opeing those possibilities. You are and will always be a special part of our lives.

 

[Whit00EK]

You give me more credit than is deserved, dear Juliet. Had it not been for your incredible sensuality, none of what we shared in print could ever have occurred. Rest assured that our little connection has served to warm the coldest moments in this old man's life. I miss you.