I live in the country where it seems every other guy is over 6’2”, huge muscles, farmer’s tan, and tats. I married a nice average-sized guy. He’s tall and fit but I would never be afraid of him if he came after me. The other guys, however, I would not be able to fight back against.
While on the outside, my husband appears sweet and innocent, he was actually a bit twisted. He loved watching other men watch me. When we went to a bar, we would walk in separately so no one knew we were together. I would dress seductively and flirt like crazy. Occasionally, I would walk over to where my husband was sitting to order a drink and he would grab my hand so I could feel his big cock rock hard under his pants. He never shared me but sometimes I think it’s only a matter of time because when we get home after one of our outings and fuck, he asks me which one of the guys I flirted with would I want. I would tell him which one then remind him that him watching me fucking another guy, sucking the other guy off with me, and taking sloppy seconds drove me wild. This leads to him telling me what a dirty little whore I am and getting spanked.
We decided to have some work done on our patio and it was scheduled to happen while my husband was in Tampa for a business trip. There was a crew of 5 and of those, 3 were the type of guys I described above. One in particular looked like he could tear me apart and had this air about him that he didn’t take any crap. I watched out the window as they started to work. It was hot out and eventually a few of them, include my favorite, took their shirts off.
Being the friendly person that I was, I figured I would bring the guys something to drink other than water. I grabbed a few glasses and a pitcher of sweet tea and walked down the deck stairs. I was in my usual tight, black yoga pants but put on a loose tank and the thinnest layered bra I had. I’m 5’9”, athletic, natural D-cups, a perky round ass, with long dark hair and blue eyes. I’m hard to miss.
I offered them all drinks and left the glasses and pitcher on the patio table. I wanted to play coy and see if it led to any conversation but the only thing I got out of any of them was a few looks at my tits.
About an hour later, there was a knock on my deck door. The guy I had been watching all day (occasionally with my hand down my pants) was standing there with the glasses and pitcher. I peeked through the door and noticed the rest of the crew was gone. By this time, I had changed into a flowing, low-cut sundress with nothing on underneath. I could feel my pussy getting wet as I stared at him through the glass door and he stared back.
I welcomed him inside and asked if he would mind bringing everything into the kitchen (mainly so I could get a look at his ass in the worn Levi’s). As he exited the kitchen and walked back into the living room, he caught me off guard when he walked right up to me. He was sweaty and dirty and huge. We looked at each other for a minute and he said, without hesitation or embarrassment, “I want to fuck you”. Since the whole point of going out to bring them drinks was to entice at least one of them, I didn’t even bother verbally agreeing. I only asked, “do you like fucking a woman in the ass?”
This may sound like a corny porn line but his response was one that both scared me and sent a wave of excitement through my body. “I’m pretty thick. The few women I’ve tried with couldn’t take more than a minute”. I walked over the couch, bend over the side, pulled my dress up, and spread my cheeks. What he didn’t know was that I had been “training” my ass all day in the hopes he would want to fuck it.
I heard his zipper come down as he walked closer. He hesitated for a minute but I couldn’t see what he was doing. Then, he put his huge hand on the back of my head, pushing it into a cushion and grabbed one of my arms. “Stroke me you little whore” and I did exactly what I was told.
I had been fucked in the ass plenty of time so I knew no matter how much I had tried to get my ass ready, lube was necessary. I had placed a bottle on the coffee table and with his hand still on the back of my head, he reached for it and I felt the familiar feeling of cold lube on my ass. I loved that feeling!! Less than a minute later, he was pushing inside of me. He wasn’t kidding that he was thick. In and out, inch by inch, he pushed his way deeper. He wasn’t long but that didn’t matter. Thick is what I liked.
As he started to pound harder, he grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head up. I let out a sound of shock when I saw one of the other guys from the crew standing at the deck door with his cock in his hand, jerking off watching us. I had never been tag-teamed and I figured this may be my only chance so I told the guy with his cock in my ass to tell his friend to come in.
Taking as much charge as I could and knowing I didn’t want to suck a sweaty cock, as the second guy approached, I did my best to concentrate enough to tell him to go to the bathroom and wash his cock so I could suck it.
By this time, my asshole was raw and the guy was about to cum so he pulled out. I think he was waiting until the second guy (who the first guy called “Nathan”) was ready. As luck would have it, Nathan was thick too. God, I loved sucking thick cock.
Nathan grab both sides of my head and pushed his cock into my mouth. At the same time, the guy behind me rammed his cock in my ass so hard that Nathan’s cock pushed deep into my throat. Back and forth they went, in a way that made me think they had done this many times before. It was timed perfectly. Deep into my ass, then deep into my throat. Over and over. The pain from my ass made me scream but the screams were stifled by the huge cock in my mouth.
After a few minutes, I could feel both cocks getting close. That feeling of tightness right before they cum. Without asking permission or even acknowledging what was about to happen, they both shot their loads in the hole their cock was in. Nathan didn’t give me the option of not swallowing. He had such a firm grip on my head that all I could do was suck him dry.
Neither said a word as they pulled their pants up and left me laying across the side of the couch. I had cum sliding down my throat and cum sliding out of my ass and I was in ecstasy.
For the next three days, three of the five guys traded off. My ass and mouth were used in ways I had only fantasied about and it was even better than I hoped. When my husband returned from his business trip at the end of the week, we fucked like crazy. I sucked him for days and while he occasionally fucked me in the ass, I begged for him to do it every day.
When he left a week later for another trip, I found a card on the dining room table. Inside was a note from him that read, “I handpicked them for you and none of you disappointed. I have cameras set up from every angle and watched you get fucked like the good little whore I knew you were. Maybe one day I’ll show you the videos. A new crew comes tomorrow to work on the fence. Enjoy.”
I wasn’t sure if he was watching at the moment but since I knew he was recording, I thought I would give him a preview as a thank you. I walked over to the couch, took my clothes off, put my feet on the coffee table so my pussy was in plain view, and I fucked myself with my fingers until I exploded.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ptbwtn/being_a_nice_and_naughty_wife_mfm_anal_oral
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