The next evening my slut wife Jennifer was lounging in just a thong on the sofa, as I worked alone at the computer. Jennifer was reading some kind of a story, an erotic story no doubt, and I kept stealing glances at her, I don't know when my little slut wife's tits had ever looked so fine. But, she was evidently waiting for Mark to come home, and I kept my place, not disturbing her.

Mark had been posing nude that evening for an art class, and there was usually some serious flirting going on with some of the female students, so when he got home he was often pretty horny.  On this night settled in beside my slut wife almost immediately. Of course, it wasn't like the first time they had fucked or anything, and Mark by now had grown very comfortable with using and fucking my slut right in front of me, so I should have guessed where this story would all eventually lead.

Mark and Jennifer were kissing on the couch, long slow kisses with the lights dimmed, while I tried to work quietly without noticing too much. The sight of my slut wife in long, deep slow kisses sitting half naked beside Mark had me hard as a rock, and watching him tweak her sexy nipples into bullet hard rocks had a major stiff bulge in my pants.

Mark, however, wasn't as hard. Apparently, although he didn't say anything at the time, the story was one of the girls gave Mark a blowjob after class, and his cock was fairly satisfied, and while it was growing firm, it lacked that rock hard lust he usually had for my sexy wife.

The two of them kept playing, and before long both were entirely naked, their hands slowly all over each other on the sofa, my little Jennifer from time to time slipping onto Mark's lap, playing with his cock, and slipping off to suck his cock occasionally.

I watched unnoticed, or so I thought, when Mark suddenly motioned me over. "A little help here," he beckoned.

I stood beside the two of them on the sofa; Jennifer's pussy all slick and wet, and Mark's cock half erect and slippery with the fluids from her mouth.

"Pump this a little for me, will ya?" asked Mark casually, and then he began kissing my wife again as they sat next to each other on the sofa.

I hesitated, then knelt down and looked at his cock.

A ripple of nervous excitement ran through me, and more than a little fear. I'd never touched another man's cock before, but here was one, a big one, half erect right in front of me, and Mark wanted me to stroke it hard so he could fuck my slut wife with his cock.

"No big deal," I thought to myself, "I've played with my own cock enough, I should be able to get his hard for him."

I reached out, and let my fingers close around his slippery cock. To be honest, it didn't feel all that different from my own; a little thicker and longer sure, but this was territory I knew well.

I began to stroke Mark's cock as he kissed my wife, his hands playing with her softly moving tits.

Mark gave a little moan as I pumped his cock, and he and my wife never broke their long deep kissing. I felt Mark's cock move and stiffen under my touch, and I kept stroking it, feeling his cock grow even harder, until it reached a rock hard stiffness.

I couldn't believe what I was doing, but obviously I was doing it right, because Mark's big cock stood up erect and proud, ready to thrust into my slut wife's more than ready pussy.



to be continued



Posted: Thursday 20th July 2006, 12:16 PM

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Posted: Tuesday 4th July 2006, 10:32 AM

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Posted: Tuesday 9th May 2006, 7:40 PM

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Humiliated Husband

part 2 of "A Slut Wife Fucking"

As if I hadn't been humiliated enough, having my wife completely ignore her husband while he was about to cum, and her choosing instead to wander off and talk to her lover, I soon began to discover I had only begun to be humiliated. Jennifer was not the sort of slut wife to treat her husband well, or with any particular sense of obedience.

I like to thinkthat any husband would have been humiliated by my wife, and that she didn't just target me for humiliation out of some perverse sense of entitlement, but as the humiliated husband who am I to know?

I brought a client over one afternoon, to look at a project I was doing on the computer for him. Both of us in suits, working on the computer in the living room when Jennifer came home. I introduced her as my wife, and then we went back to work as Jennifer went into the bedroom to change.

Before long, my slut wife wandered back out again, wearing a short t-shirt and a black thong. I felt my face flush immediately, somehow humiliated that she would dress so inappropriately in front of one of my business clients. After the first glance, he had the decency to pretend that my wife wasn't half naked in the room with us, but as Jennifer at down in full view and began to read a book, I knew he was wondering what kind of husband would allow his wife to behave like this.

I asked Jennifer if she thought she really wanted to wear that, and she looked up fromher book puzzled, and kept on reading, not even giving me a verbal answer, which really humiliated me, but the humiliation was just beginning.

Before long, Mark came home, and Jennifer ran to the door and greeted him with a kiss, and again I felt humiliated, as he got a wrmer greeting than I had, and I know my client had to be wondering why my wife was kissing this guy right in front of her husband.

I felt humiliated even further when Jennifer and Mark cozied up together on the couch, my slut wife braless under her t-shirt and her long legs not even remotely covered, her little pussy barely covered by just the thong. My client kept looking over now, despite himself, as Jennifer and Mark teased each other playfully on the couch.

Neither of them seemed to pay us any mind, but carried on much the way they usually did. Before long, I felt another rush of embarrassment as Mark pulled my wife's t-shirt up over her head, and I, the humiliated husband, could say nothing as Jennifer leaned back to let Mark caress her naked breasts before my astonished client's eyes.

Humiliated or not, I had to try and get my work done, and I worried that he was going to start fucking my wife right there on the sofa, but instead, he lifted my wife up and carried her, basically nude, except for her damp thong, back into the bedroom.

No sooner were thay out of sight than my client says, "Your wife does that, right in front of her husband?" I had to confess that she did, and he shook his head in amazement.

I felt humiliated again and again over the next half hour, as the sounds of sex, and the obvious cries of my slut wife in orgasm filtered out from the bedroom. Enough that Jennifer had humiliated her husband in front of anyone, but to have humiliated her husband in front of a business clent made me think that this job was lost forever, and I would not see this client again, but I turned out to be very, very wrong on that, and my humiliation was about to go to far deeper levels.


Posted: Monday 26th September 2005, 8:44 AM

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Slut Wife Fucking

One of the best memories I have of my slut wife fucking around this time started with her and Mark fooling around together on the couch. They were kissing, giggling and playing around, slipping hands under clothes and squeezing, that sort of thing. Before long, my wicked slut wife had wriggled out of her top, and was exploring Mark's chest with her tongue as he started to remove her bra. I was working on my computer, and raised an interested eye when her bra arced across the room and actually brushed across my keyboard, but the two of them were too into each other to pay much attention to me. So, I went back to my work, the two of them a few feet away, hands all over each other, and Jennifer's slutty mouth eventually finding it's way to Mark's hard cock. For a while her giggles were silent, just the sound of my slut wife sucking Mark's cock and his vocal encouragements urging her on, but before long he was fucking my wife as she laid back on the couch. I watched my slut wife fucking for a while, rock hard myself of course, and then returned to my work, only partially oblivious to the sounds of their fucking. They changed positions several times, Mark fucking my little slut against the wall briefly, then when she playfully tried to escape, fucking her in the hallway where he caught her. He put her on her knees for a while, by the leather chair, fucking her face with my slut wife fucking herself eagerly with her own fingers. After that, Michael sat onthe chair, fucking my slut wife from below as she sat on his lap and dangled her naked tits in his face. As much as I enjoyed seeing my slut wife fucking Mark, I did have work to do, and eventually the two of them ended up fucking in the back bedroom, out of my sight, although I heard the sounds of their fucking for quite some time. My lovely slut wife Jennifer, always voval when she's fucking, made it abundantly clear that she was enjoying fucking Mark, and that he apparently had a remarakble cock, one that she loved fucking more than anything else in the world, if I remember correctly. Shortly there after, the sounds of their fucking ceased, although to be honest it didn't really register on my mind at that moment, only a minute later when my beautiful slut wife walked, or staggered, really, into the room with me. Jennifer smiled. She looke the perfect slut, Face all flushed and red, her pussy all puffy and thick, her nipples still erect and perky, damp hair stuck to her sweaty face, and a thin stream of Marks cum leaking out of her pussy and running down one thigh. "Mark fucked the shit out of me," she said, proudly. "So I see," I answered. "I still haven't cum yet," she hinted. "Want to give your little whore a little extra fucking?" She didn't need to ask twice. My little slut folded her arms around my neck and opened her thighs as I laid her back down on the couch where she and Mark had started playing in the first place. I slid my hard cock down along her belly, and it slipped easily into her soaked and open cunt, Mark's sperm working wonderfully as a lubricant as I slid into her without so much as a thrust. I started fucking my slut wife as she "ooohed" and "aaahed" under me, Mark's cum squeezing out around my cock as I fucked her. Mark himself came out of the bedroom and watched us fucking, idly playing with Jennifers tits, squeezing her nipples. Before long, I felt my slut wife's body tense, and her nails dug into my back, as fucking me furiously now, she arched her bck and came, noisily. Exhausted now, Jennifer said "Enough," and rolled out from under me, "No more fucking," my hard cock plopping out of her in mid thrust. Breathing hard, looking up at me, Jennifer said she couldn't go on fucking any longer, that she was all "fucked out," between Mark and me, and that I'd have to find another way to cum. I suggested a blow job, but she shook her head "No," and volunteered to lie there while I masturbated onto her, but I needed to be quick because she wanted to go shower now. With no other option, and desperate to cum myself, I took hold of my cock, still slippery with Mark's cum, and stroked it over my slut wife's naked body as she impatiently waited and started talking to Mark about some shopping that she wanted to do that evening. She began to roll off the couch and gather up her clothes, and I turned to follow her, my cock aimed at her body, and as she picked up her panties my first spurt of cum caught her on her hip, and the next along the side of her body, as she turned away, having decideed she had given me enough time to cum, with Mark watching me desperately trying to land the last spurt of cum on my slut wife's perfect ass as she got up and walked away, and missing.

Posted: Saturday 30th July 2005, 1:17 AM

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Slut Wife and Her Cuckold

My slut wife had no apparent guilt or anxiety about making me a cuckold, and seemed quite comfortable with the ways things were working out. And once I’d been made a cuckold, my delicious slut wife didn’t seem to think my being a cuckold was of the slightest importance, one way or the other. For example, the quickie the two of them shared when Mark had come home for a moment was just one part of what a cuckold had to endure. It got to be a regular thing, this watching my slut wife fucking Mark without actually taking part in any of the fucking myself. And Mark quickly got used to fucking my little slut whenever he liked; almost as if Jennifer was his own wife, but actually better than a real wife, because they paid no attention to whether I was in the room or not, but just fucked when and where they felt like it. One day Mark was sitting on the couch, watching TV, and Jennifer came in, said hi to him, and walked over in front of him and began to get undress. She stood naked in front of him, shaking out her hair, as he casually leaned forward and began kissing and nibbling on her pussy. In a few moments, she pushed him back on the couch, and straddled him, reaching under herself to fish his hard cock out of his pants, and then settling herself down on his long shaft for a leisurely fuck. She hadn’t said a word to me, just came in and started fucking him like there was no one else in the house. After she slowly fucked him for about ten minutes, still seated on his lap and moving her lovely hips slowly up and down while he sucked gently on her large soft nipples, my slut wife Jennifer looked over his shoulder and began chatting casually with her cuckold husband about what she had done that day, some people she had talked too, and things like that. She asked how may day had gone, and listened while I told her about a few projects I had worked on, all the while slowly moving her hips up and down, Marks cock firmly up inside her, and her nipples wet and slick with his saliva as he worked on first one nipple and then the other. She smiled and talked cheerily to me as I saw his hands cup her ass while they fucked, and she started telling me about something funny that had happened to her earlier as I saw his fingers exploring the crack of her ass. She paused just a moment as he began to do something to her asshole, but then continued talking to me as if nothing were happening. Then, halfway through her story, her face got very serious, and she said, “Hang on a moment.” She turned her attention to Mark then, and began moving up and down on his cock more rapidly, looking him in the eye as she increased the pace of their fucking. He had kissed and sucked her nipples from their soft pliable state into firmly jutting protrusions, which I took as evidence of her increasing arousal. They kissed, a long kiss, and during the kiss Jennifer began to make little cries, half stifled sound escaping out from between their lips, and then I saw Mark make a series of quick little jerking motions, and I knew he was cumming in my wife, and shortly after that Jennifer began to move frantically up and down on his still hard cock until she clutched his face to her breasts and shuddered in her own orgasm. They talked and giggled for a bit, my slut Jennifer still seated on his lap with his softening cock inside her, then she got off him as he went into the bedroom, and she lay back on the couch with her legs open, and continued telling me the story she had left hanging, pausing on occasion to dip her fingers into his cum as it ran out of her pussy, scoop it up and lick her fingers clean in between sentences and phrases. “Wow,” she exclaimed, as a sudden rush of his cum surged out as she shifted, and she cupped it in her hands, and tried to scoop it cleanly to her mouth, but quite a bit dripped out between her fingers and fell in a wet splatter on to her neck and breasts. She laughed and held her breast up to her mouth and licked herself clean, then laughed again because her sticky fingers had smeared cum on the underside of her boobs. “I can’t get it all,” she giggled, a wet splotch of cum glistening along her collarbone, and partway up her neck. “Would you like to come and nibble my neck?” She smiled so girlishly, who could refuse? Plus, she clearly expected her cuckold to take care of her, so I found myself alongside her on the couch, nibbling her wet neck and in the unusual position of licking Mark’s cum from my pretty wife’s from where it sparkled along her collarbone. For good measure I licked the sticky smears from where she had handled her own tits, and Jennifer gave a sexy little moan as I ran my tongue near her nipples, and her fingers reached out and played a little with my raging erection as she chattered away some more about her day. Once she was cleaned up though, that was the end of it, and she finished her story, then got up and headed into the bathroom for a shower, a final giggle coming from her as more cum trickled out and ran down her leg, leaving her half hopping into the bathroom to keep from getting cum on the floor. Another time we were all home doing different things, and I hadn’t paid much attention to what they were doing, when I suddenly heard the sounds of Jennifer crying out in orgasm from the bedroom. Curious, and instantly aroused, I went down the hall to see just how my slut wife was making a cuckold of me this time, and when I opened the door I saw Jennifer nude on the bed, resting, while Mark knelt beside her with a glistening hard cock. I said “Hi,” to him, and he greeted me back, then he readjusted Jennifer, and opened her legs up as she sighed and laughed a little, beads of sweat on her forehead. She thanked him for making her cum again, twice apparently, although I had only heard the one. I went in to the bedroom and watched as Mark opened her pussy, and lined up his cock at the flushed mouth of her cunt, and slowly pushed himself into her. Jennifer gave a little sigh, like she so often does when she is penetrated, and she began to stroke the back of his neck as he fell into a natural rhythmic fucking motion. They had obviously been fucking for a while, and were almost finished, the exhausted Jennifer having finally cum herself, and now letting Mark finish with her. I moved around to the foot of the bed, and watched his cock slide quickly in and out of her puffy wet cunt. They fucked rapidly, not the slowly building pace of a fuck just starting, nor the rapid frenzied fucking of two lovers who can’t wait to fuck each other, but a smooth quick pace of two lovers who have fucked for quite some time, and are now simply increasing the pace to reach orgasm. They moved well together, Mark’s cock almost slipping out of her with each stroke, but Jennifer moving her hips and thrusting back with a practiced ease that kept him inside, a very steady rocking motion that showed how familiar they were with each other’s movements. He took no concern for her pleasure now; she had obviously cum a couple of times and was content, so he just fucked her for the sole purpose of cumming in her at last himself. I moved back up to the head of the bed, watching their faces as they fucked, Mark’s face rigid and intense, with Jennifer’s relaxed and smiling. Their bodies made a nice rhythmic slapping sound, and my wife’s pussy made wonderful loose wet sounds. I stood by the bed as horny as you’d expect a hapless cuckold to be, watching as Mark fucked her rapidly for a few more minutes, my happy slut wife cooing happily into his ear with her legs wrapped loosely around his ass, saying dirty things to him and urging him to cum inside her, which he shortly did. Both times I was a complete bystander, an ineffective cuckold I suppose, as the two lovers fucked each other to orgasm, my presence apparently neither adding to nor detracting from the erotic experience for either of them. I had become a neutral presence, they didn’t ask my permission to fuck, not did it even seem to matter to them what I did. But to my dismay, my slut Jennifer didn’t seem to have any inclination to fuck me, or help me with my orgasm, as she was often too tired from fucking Mark, so I had more than a few late nights masturbating after the two of them had fallen asleep, gazing at my nude wife and fantasizing about what I had seen her naughty body doing.

Posted: Friday 21st July 2005, 11:47 AM

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