10-06-2009, 11:48 PM
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Join Date: Aug 2009
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Trained Wife Went All Out
My wife and I have been married for five years. She stands 5’3” and weighs 115lbs. Kara has black hair that reaches her shoulders and a pale complexion with a dusting of freckles across her nose. I was only the second man she had ever been with.
I have always been excited about the idea of Kara being with another man while I watched. During the second year of our marriage I started buying her sexier more revealing tops and then I would point it out to her whenever I saw a man checking her out. At first Kara would blush and turn away but I kept reinforcing to her that she was a sexy woman and men were bound to stare. The more I complimented her, the more comfortable she got with her body. The next thing I knew she was buying tops that were more revealing and now she would point out to me when men would check her out.
One the third year of our marriage I confessed my fantasy to Kara. She adamantly stated she could never do anything like that so I asked her to compromise. Kara asked me what I meant and I asked her if she would be willing to role play every now and then when we had sex. Kara agreed and I implemented stage two of my plan.
I would wait until Kara had noticed a man checking her out. Then I would tell her all of the things he wanted to do with her. Kara has always been a responsive woman and by the hardening of her nipples and the quickening of her breath I could tell that the attention and my description were getting to her. Then that night in bed I would pull out all of the stops sexually and make sure Kara was satisfied. I would eat her soft tender pussy while telling her what the stranger she had seen that day would be doing to her. It never failed to bring her to an orgasm that would leave nail scratches on my back.
Kara stepped up my game by giving me long slow hand jobs while telling me about men she was flirting with. When I would ask her if she was ready to do anything beside flirt she would tell me she would be afraid of what it could do to her reputation if she were caught. It was time for the final phase of my plan.
I booked us a vacation to Las Vegas and suggested we drive down from Washington State in our mustang convertible. We planned the route and it was going to be a two day trip. The weather was fantastic. Kara was looking fantastic also in a shear black tank top that would ripple in the wind with our top down. Every time we passed a trucker I would slow down and make sure the driver caught a look at Kara. At first she laughed and told me to knock it off. I didn’t take her seriously though because her nipples were rock hard from the wind and the attention. The next trucker we passed blew his horn and gave Kara a thumbs up. I slowed our car back down and Kara looked over to me. I just smiled. When the driver was even with Kara again she smiled up at him and pulled the tank top up to her shoulders. I was having trouble concentrating on the road, what Kara was doing and my own raging hard on so after 30 seconds I sped up our car and left the trucker behind. As I was changing back into the right lane Kara placed her hand on my erection. All she did was smile and tell me how horny she was feeling.
Up ahead I saw a sign for a motel by the Interstate so I pulled us in and went to get us a room. As I was returning to the car with the room key I saw that the trucker had pulled in also and was now standing by our car talking with Kara. More important I could see that Kara was flirting with him. The driver was about a 6’5” muscular black man. I was both scared and excited as I walked up to the car.
The truck driver looked over to me and said, “Your wife wants to check out my truck. You don’t mind do you?” As he was saying this he had opened the car door and had extended his hand to Kara to help her out. His hand engulfed hers!
Kara looked over to me and smiled as she asked, “What room are we in?” When I told her she told me she would be up in a bit. With that her and the black man headed over to his truck. All I could do was head to the room and wait.
Two hours went by with me continually checking the parking lot and looking at the truck. I was in agony emotionally because I didn’t know what was going on with Kara. I was in agony physically because I had a throbbing hard on. Finally I saw Kara climb down from the truck and start walking to our room. She appeared to be walking with a little difficulty so I opened the door in case she needed help. As she got closer to me I could see a gob of what looked like cum in her hair. Her clothes were a mess. But Kara was smiling.
Kara walked into the room, closed the door and just dropped her jeans. Her pussy was red and swollen. There were red imprints of hands on her ass. She had love bites all across her neck. Kara looked at me and said, “That was the best sex I have ever had. He took me in every hole. I lost count of the times he made me cum. All I can give you is a hand job baby because I am too tired and sore to do anything else.”
All I knew was that I was so excited that I wouldn’t have turned down anything Kara offered me. While I lay on the bed Kara stroked me while telling me all the different ways he had fucked her. She told me about how he was fucking her so hard that she felt bruised. While she stroked my cock I fingered her pussy and was surprised to find I could almost fit my fist into her. I was starting to feel jealous and said to Kara, “My fantasy was to watch you with another man.”
Kara speeded up her stroking of my cock and said, “Don’t worry. He is just taking a nap and then he will spend the night with me.” I started spurting cum as she said, “He said you can watch, but that you will have to sleep in the chair.”
Last edited by jimjim5; 10-06-2009 at 11:52 PM.
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