Wife's first anal

"I gotta get home Mrs. Shaw, I'm late for dinner," I said hurrying out of the room.

I waited for several minutes before re-entering. This time I came in and sat on the bed next to Karen. She was still shaking from her orgasm. I held her tightly in my arms.

"Did you like that baby," I whispered, "did you like pretending ?"


I stroked her hair. She cuddled close to me keeping the blindfold in place. I believe she felt safe, not having to look me in the eye after pretending to have sex with our nextdoor neighbor.

"I love you baby, you turn me on so much."
 
Dave came back in and held me. Playing with my hair, which he knew I loved. He held me in his strong arms and spoke gently to me. When he asked me if I liked pretending I nodded. I needed him to know that that was all I wanted. I had no desire to fuck any body else but him, but the play session we had just had was amazing. Finally I took the blind fold off and said, "How did you like it Dave? Did you really get turned on?" I got up on my knees and looked at this man who I loved so much. Who had been so patient with me, and now was so accepting of this new person I was becoming.

I smiled at him, my most naughty smile and said, "you wanna play some more?" I wondered if there wasn't somebody HE had been fantasizing about....
 
"I loved being Tommy for you, honey. I do have a fantasy that I've been harboring for a little while. Are you sure you won't be upset ?"

My thoughts kept returning to Karen and Tommy. What really got me was the fact that Karen (a school teacher) had just finished classes and would be home all summer with Tommy right nextdoor. I knew that our little episode had planted a seed, what would grow ???
 
I looked right in his eyes, and said, "Tell me what you want Baby." Then I waited.
 
The REAL Tommy enters

I had noticed the door ajar on the house next door, and could see both the cars in the drive, but there was no sound. All the lights were of and I could see small flickers of light from inside. It had been this way for several hours now. I was doing a neighbourly thing by checking it out surely?
As I pushed open the front door I called out but heard no reply. I was very nervouse. The girl that lived next door was a real fox. I had often watched her in the garden in summer as she bent down to plant flowers and tend the soil. Her summer shorts ridding up her perfect ass crack, and her firm breasts swingly temptingly.
I made my way up the staires till hearing nothing.
Were they being burgled. I heard the clank of metal in the master bedroom and fearing the worst I burst in.
What I saw: Hand cuffs, maids out fit. Both looking like they'd had thier oats. What could I do. I just stood and staired. Finaly I was able to speak....
"I just popped by to see if you needed help"......
 
I heard someone coming up the stairs. Karen grabbed a handful of blankets and covered herself up. I put on a pair of shorts and raced to the closet to grab the baseball bat I kept there just for situations like this.

The bedroom door opened just as I raised the bat. It was Tommy.

"What the fuck are you doing ?", I yelled.

He muttered something about seeing if we were alright.

"Yeah we're fine, now go home," I said sternly. "And lock the door on your way out."

I heard him go down the stairs and leave the house. Standing by the window I watched as he crossed the lawn and entered his own home through the front door.

Karen was shaken. She cried softly. I walked over, climbed under the covers with her and held her tightly.

"It's okay baby," I whispered. "Everything is going to be fine."
 
I was amazed at the dread that raced thru me when I saw Tommy in the door. Dave was so angry. Was it at me? I was ashamed again. Dave must have seen it. He folded me up in his arms and rocked me back and forth while I cried. I had wanted this to be a good thing. I didn't want either one of us to view it as ugly, or something to be ashamed of. I sniffed, and looked up at my darling husbands face. I told him what I was thinking, that I wanted him to be happy about what had taken place this night. I wanted him to want more of this. I wanted him to know that I was willing to role play with him and do almost anything he wanted me to do. I explained almost by telling him I would never fuck anyone but HIM. No matter what my fantasies were, or what his were, I would not cheat. I waited for his reaction.
 
I finally calmed Karen down. The sudden intrusion had destroyed the highly charged sexual atmosphere and had spooked her. I would do anything to protect my wife. The thought of anyone harming her was unbearable to me and when I felt she was in jeopardy I was not the easygoing guy most people knew.

"I know you'd never cheat on me," I whispered, while stroking her cheek, "but fantasies are okay. We can have a lot of fun with them."

We fell asleep in each other's arms. Before I knew it, the alarm was going off and I had to get ready for work. Karen got up with me, after trying to convince me to stay home with her.

"Oh baby, I'd love to but I've got an important meeting this morning. I'll try to get out early."

I hurried off to work, kissing Karen lovingly as I left.

"I'll call you after my meeting," I said as I closed the door behind me. "I love you !"
 
I tried to talk him into staying home with me. He looked so tired. We were up most of the night. I stepped in the shower smiling, already planning our sexual adventure for tonite...I hoped he was looking forward to it as much as I was.
 
After my meeting, I called Karen. I was really surprised that she didn't answer the phone. She had told me that she would be home all morning, so I was a little nervous.

As I sat at my desk, I started thinking about the events of the night before. I got a hard-on instantly, so I walked over and locked my door. Thinking about Karen on her knees taking my cock up her ass excited me beyond belief. I never thought she'd be willing to do anything like that. I opened my dress slacks and took my cock out. I couldn't help but stroke my cock thinking about my new, sexually liberated Karen.

I tried calling her again, wanting to try phone sex with her. We could talk dirty to each other, we'd never done that before. There was no answer. My mind began to reel. Had Tommy come over again and forced Karen to have sex with him ? He had walked into our house uninvited once, would he dare do it again ? As I worked myself up into a rage, the phone rang. It was Karen....
 
"What cha doin baby?" I asked my husband from the phone on his secretaries desk. I was dressed in a trench coat. That was all. I told him where I was, and waited for him to open his door. When he did, he took in my sunglasses, lowered just enough to see him over the tops. My coat decently buttoned, but revealing a nice bit of cleavage. My legs were bare, and on my feet were some 3 inch black stilettos. I walked toward him slowly, every one in his office was watching. I took his tie in my hand and pulled him into the room, looking at all the observers as I closed the door. What a rush!
 
Was this MY wife pulling me into my office in front of my co-workers ? I didn't resist, walking through the door and closing it behind her.

"What are you doing here ?" I asked, shocked by her appearance.

She said nothing, dropping to her knees before me.

Now there is one thing my wife has never enjoyed doing and that is giving oral sex. She has done it reluctantly several times, but never has she offered.
 
As I knealt before him, I said to him, "I thought we could have lunch together, but I think it will only be me eating" then I unzipped his pants and took his already erect dick into my mouth. I moaned as he filled my mouth. I closed my eyes and got lost in the erotic wonder of it. He was leaning back against his desk, and he was breathing quickly. This was something I had never liked doing before, so I knew he was surprised. I had been practicing on certain veggies. I had the art of oral sex down to a science on veggies. I only hoped it was good enough for my husband.
 
"Oh God, Karen that's incredible," I managed to squeak out.

She was sucking my cock like I never imagined she could. I closed my eyes enjoying the moment. And then I said it.

"Pretend it's Mike's cock, baby", I stammered, "you want to suck his cock don't you ?"

I think I took her by surprise. She stopped for a second, looking at me strangely.

"It's okay Karen. Remember what we talked about lastnight."

She lowered her head again and began sucking my cock again.
 
So we were playing again. Mike was big black guy. I liked him. He was funny, and he was cute. He teased me all the time about needing a real man. I had known Mike as long as I had known Dave, they were best friends. We spent a lot of time together. I knew that Mikes Dick had to be huge. His wife was always complaining about Mikes voracious sex drive.

I closed my eyes and closed my mouth around Dave/Mikes dick.I took it all the way to the back of my throat. Slowly sucking increasing the suction. I pulled back and said, "Fuck my face Baby." Dave/Mike started pushing into my mouth, slowly like he was afraid I couldn't take it. I grabbed his ass and shoved him forward. He got the message. I wanted all of him. I held his balls in my hand, squeezing and caressing them. I felt them draw up into him, and knew he was going to cum. I couldn't wait to have him watch me take every drop, and swallow without gagging. I had never swallowed before. The few times I had let him cum in my mouth, I had run to the bathroom, gagging, nearly puking. I wanted him to see how much I wanted to swallow all he had.
 
Once Karen had understood the game, she joined in readily. As Mike, she gave me the best head of my life. Her mouth worked my cock relentlessly. I watched her and she was enjoying herself as much as I was. I started talking to her in my best "Mike" voice.

"That's it Karen," I said, "now you know what a real man tastes like. Play with yourself while you suck me off."

Karen obeyed Mike. She and Mike had always had a good time together. Whenever Mike and Lillian and come over, they had seemed to always be together. Now Karen was pretending to suck his large manhood and she was enjoying herself.
 
I sucked on Mike/Dave's dick. Oh, it was good. I stopped for a moment, getting a groan of disappointment. I smiled and said, "I want you to cum in my mouth." He smiled back and said, "You bet baby" He sounded just like Mike. God, this was good.
 
Karen worked me to the brink. She stopped long enough to ask me to cum into her mouth.

She really was pretending that I was Mike. It turned me on incredibly, sending me over the edge.

"Oh God, Karen I'm cumming," I moaned, sounding exactly like Mike.

My cum shot deeply into her throat. She gagged only for a second before swallowing my first stream. I continued cumming. Spasm after spasm shooting into her mouth only to be swallowed by my sweet wife.

"Dave's a lucky guy having a wife like you. Next time he goes out of town, I come over and give you a real good time."
 
It was so sensual. Kneeling in Daves office, giving him/Mike head. When he told me he was cumming, I was a little unprepared for the force of his stream, but my throat adjusted quickly, and I let his nectar flow down my throat. I stood up, licking my swollen lips, then I kissed him deeply with my tongue, sharing his taste with him. I smiled and said, "Any time big boy, you come over, anytime." and then I put my sunglasses back on, straitened up my trench coat, I unlocked the door, and turned as I was going out. "Goodbye sweetheart. Tonite, I don't want any company ok?"
I already had a great night planned, and the only person I needed was Dave. I only hoped he didn't mind.
 
I sat at my desk wondering what had happened to my wife. She had become a sexual dynamo. I tried to get back to work, reviewing the notes from the meeting at least a hundred times. I couldn't concentrate.

What had made Karen change ? In the three years of marriage and two of dating, I had never even suspected that this side existed in her.

How far would our role playing go ? Would she ever consider having sex with anyone else, even though she insisted she wouldn't ?

Why had I enjoyed pretending that my wife was sucking off my best friend and fucking the neighbor kid so much?

Question after question filled my mind. Finally I just gave up. Being a VP allows me a certain amount of leeway. If I needed to leave early to ravage my hot sexy wife, there aren't too many people to stop me.

I left the office and got into my car, driving recklessly thinking about how sexy my wife looked at the office. I wanted to fuck her so badly.
 
By the time I got home, I was really, really horny. Sucking Dave off like that was a huge turn on. I couldn't help but wonder why he liked playing as though he were someone else. I didn't mind. I fantasized, but I would never, ever have sex with anyone else. Even if Dave asked me. I wouldn't cross that line.

I went home and ate a carton of yogurt, and then ran a hot bath. After my bath, I lay on the bed upstairs. I was sleepy, after a long night of sex. I lie there thinking about how I didn't want to turn into my parents. I didn't want to have a designated sex night. I wanted to have a spontaneous exciting sex life. Before, Sex with Dave had been fine, missionary style, sometimes doggy style. I was rigid, and afraid to try new things. That had changed. When my friend Stacy had told me that Rick had left her for a woman who would "fuck him seven ways from Sunday", and then I heard Dave and the guys talking about Rick's new hottie. I didn't want to be a Stacy. I wanted to be Daves hottie. I didn't even hear the door open downstairs.
 
I snuck into the house, wanting to surprise my newly liberated wife. Not finding her downstairs, I snuck upstairs. She never heard me coming.

Karen lay on her stomach on our King-sized bed. She was naked, her small tight ass visible from the doorway. She looked so sweet and vulnerable lying there, never suspecting that I was watching and removing my clothes.
 
I was half way dozing, thinking of Dave, thinking of making love with him, wanting him in me. I sighed, wishing.
 
After stripping completely, I tiptoed across the carpeted floor and knelt at the foot of the bed.

Karen's feet hung off the edge.

I didn't know how she would react, but I gently ran my tongue up the sole of her foot.
 
I could smell Dave's aftershave, so I knew he was in the room. I held the giggle in as he licked my sensitive foot. I stayed still, like I was asleep, wondering what liberties he would take with a poor defenseless woman, lying naked in his bed? I couldn't wait to find out.
 
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