STORY TITLE: Dirty Wife

Dirty Wife

by f4u69

When my wife and I married, she was only 22 and I was 36. She was and still is slim and attractive. We'd only known each other a few months, but hey we're still married after 17 years. Anyway we fucked like rabbits and life was great. We started to do the fantasy talk whilst fucking and it became clear that discussing other men fucking my wife made her very wet. I started to ask her about previous lovers and slowly pieced together a long list of one night stands. It became clear that she wasn’t as innocent as she appeared. On several occasions on returning home after a night out, a little drunk, we’d be in bed fooling around and I’d question her about previous lovers. Being a little merry she’d tell me of guys she had talked too whilst we were out and how before we had met she had fucked them. Christ this made my cock rock hard. Sometimes she’d tell me of up to 5 guy, who she had spoken to that evening and who had fucked before we’d met. It was becoming clear that my wife had been a real dirty slut. The more she told me the more I wanted to hear and the more I wanted her to be still fucking around. The thought of seeing some guys cock pounding her pussy was driving me wild. During love making I started to suggest her fucking other men or I’d ask her if she was still fucking one of them behind my back. Although she dismissed my suggestions it was obvious from her dripping pussy that she was very turned on by it all. In particular she mentioned one guy that she worked with and how she fantasised about him. Her dirty talk about sucking and fucking him really added to our sessions with both of us cumming like steam trains. Some days I’d pick her up from work and wonder if she’d been thinking about him during the day. We’d often take the back roads home, I’d question her about him, she’d end up frigging her pussy and Id slip my fingers into her very wet pussy, whilst still driving. She’d say to me that she reckoned he had a big cock and balls full of hot thick cum. By now the thought of another man taking my wife was becoming an obsession with me. One night in bed after a night out I pleaded with her to take another man’s cock. After sometime of pleading and eating her pussy she confessed that she had had a regular supply from Gary the guy she works with. On hearing this I begged to hear more. She had often helped Gary in the store room booking in spares. She said that they always had a laugh and a joke and that she started to look forward to helping him out. About two weeks before we got married they were booking in spares when the joking turned to flirting. Before she knew it she was in his strong arms, kissing and tonguing him. She could feel his stiffened manhood pressing through his trouser against her moist pussy. Gary pulled her low cut top down and started sucking and nibbling her nipples, something that I know she fucking loves. He manoeuvred her back toward his desk still sucking on her tits, forced her down, slid his hand up her skirt, moved her soaking thong to one side, inserted 2 fingers into her dripping pussy and finger fucked her just the way she loves it. Fast and hard. She started to moan loudly and he placed his hand over her mouth to stifle her moans. Again something I know she loves. She started to rub her pussy as he relentlessly fucked her dripping cunt with his strong fingers. Biting her lip to keep the moans as quiet as possible she came hard, flooding his hand with juices. She now wanted his cock so she dropped to her knees, fumbled with his trouser buttons, pulled his trousers down and licked and sucked his hard cock through his underwear. In one swift movement she pulled down his underwear. His cock sprang out hitting her firmly on her chin. She told me his cock was perfect, 8 inches, rock hard, thick and evil looking, full of dark pulsing veins. He forced it into her slut mouth, held the back of her head and mouth fucked her. As she told me this I had slipped my cock into her pussy and was slowly (to hold back my cum) fucking her. She carried on telling me about Gary mouth fucking her. She had hold of his ass cheeks as he fucked her mouth. Just then the phone rang, Gary could see it was the service manager and said he’d have to answer it. He pulled slightly away, his cock slipped out of her mouth as he answered the phone. They started talking about some spare or other, but my wife wasn’t finished. She lent forward and took his cock back in her mouth and sucked for all her worth. She does give great head and loves to finish what she starts. Gary was getting chewed off over spares, but she could feel his cock getting even harder. She had his balls cupped. She knew he was close as his balls tighten. He moaned ‘oh fuck’. What she wasn’t ready for was the amount of hot thick spunk he shot into her mouth. She swallowed loads, but it kept cumming, spurt after spurt all over her face and tits. She looked up worried that Gary had moaned ‘oh fuck’ down the phone, fortunately he had hung up in mid conversation. As Gary called the service manager back my wife wiped herself down before rushing off to the bathroom where she frigged herself to another orgasm. As she told me this I came hard up her pussy before we both fell asleep. The following day I had to know more.