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All with the encouragement of her husband who gets his wildest fantasy fulfilled. (MMF, reluc, wife-sharing, voy) *** My wife Rose had gone back to school to finish her degree and was pretty excited that after just completing a couple classes, the department-chair professor had hired her as an aid in his department. All it took was for Him to show a little confidence in her ability, and she was more than willing to help out in any way she could. I had encouraged her to finish as a way to get back out into the working world after having two kids and being away from the adult world, and I thought she could use the stimulation and self confidence that it would bring back. Now at 28, and since the kids were already in school, and I work nearby with a cell if anything arose, there was no problem. She never really lost her shape and working quickly got her creative juices flowing. It also increased her sex drive exponentially being around intelligent and attractive people. I was the beneficiary of it and although it was fine as it was, sex had regained some fire. I had always kidded her about flirting and dressing sexily, and even had admitted to having a fantasy about her fucking another guy or maybe even two at the same time. She thought I was silly, that "I was the only one she needed" but still never seemed to hate the idea. Over time I planted seeds to maintain that thought in her head. I bought her tighter fitting and revealing clothes, and even suggested her wearing them to work. To my surprise, she eventually did. I would always ask how her day went, and would let her know how arousing it was if she flirted or had someone hit on her. Again, her stories became more frequent, getting hotter. No matter where she started them, we always finished them up in bed. One night I asked her if her professor turned her on. She blushed, and proceeded to tell me all sorts of his attributes, about being shy, but never really answered the question. The next day while getting ready for work, hugged her from behind, lifting her tits, and suggested wearing a pushup and showing more cleavage to make her prof's eyes bug out although she doesn't really need one at 38c. "Just what I need, him staring at my boobs all day", and laughed it off, but sure enough, the following week, she was turning his eyes with just that outfit, coupled with tight jeans and 3'heel boots. Many more just like it followed. I surely didn't mind him, or anyone else for that matter admiring her boobs. I sent a couple "anonymous husband" emails thanking him for "stimulating her", and suggesting a closer, more "hands on" relationship. I never heard anything back, but they seemed to get along better and better, and soon she was doing all sorts of work for him, and available almost on call, via her personal cell. All this was fine with me, as I'd been planting hot wife seeds and suggestions to encourage them all along. Nothing changed in our relationship, in fact it got hotter, the flirting stories, the dialog in bed. She was getting much more confident in herself and it was paying dividends all around. As Christmas approached, it seemed they were going to have a party, as the classes were getting ready to end for the semester. She had agreed to work one evening at the school to help finish up a project, and had gotten ready upstairs, and came down in her long coat. She was a whirlwind, kissing me quickly on the cheek, and headed out the door trailing the scent of her perfume behind. "I shouldn't be too late, but maybe just in case we all go out for a drink or pizza, or something, I'll call and let you know." I wondered just what she had on beneath that coat, as I could tell it wasn't her usual jeans or slacks. It was intriguing, hoping she was heading out to get her tight little married cunt fucked, yet sort of jealous thinking about it. It just wasn't her typical work-wear fare. About two hours later, I got a call on the phone that a few of them had indeed decided to celebrate their end of the year, and she would be home right after. "Don't worry, I'm in good hands." Click. I was even getting a woody sitting there thinking about it. I waited an half hour then rang the cell. There was an answer followed by some fumbling, as if she'd dropped the phone. It wasn't a loud background, but she seemed somewhat distracted. It did sound as if she'd had a couple glasses of wine though. "No, they'd all stayed at the school, in a private lounge area rather then heading out, and she'd be home in a while, bye." Again dropped phone, but some muffled mumbling before it went dead. I called my sister to watch the kids as I had to go see if my hopes had cum to pass. I made up a pretense about having to run an errand, and would be back in an hour or so, and headed off to the college to see if she was indeed there. The school was only about ten minutes up the road, and I covered that ground quickly in anticipation of what I feared and hoped to see. My heart began beating hard when I found her car, and headed up the stairs towards the department, on the fourth floor. The majority of the section was deserted, but still dimly light as there was supposedly still was work being done there. There was, and I was hoping to see it first hand. I found the lab where she worked and quietly entered. Seeing no one, but a light in the lab office window I made my way over. The window blinds were down, but around the frayed edges of the worn blinds I could see Rose sitting close on a couch with her professor. They were holding glasses and Sandy was flushed, looking like she'd had a little more then she should have or intended to. She had her leg over his, and he had a hand on the inside of her thigh. Her blouse, what little of it was there, was almost completely open. He looked like he was trying to convince her to lose more of it, and apparently was succeeding. He leaned in and kissed her, and little by little she began to kiss back. He said something, and she reached in and pulled her bra off from out of her sleeve, like I'd seen her do before. He ran a hand over them and squeezed my wife's tit. She moaned and closed her eyes, as he began to nuzzle and suck on them, gently biting her nipples to make them erect. It really wasn't necessary as turned on as she was, they were standing out pretty good. Maybe she had intended to let him be content with her tits, but then his hand slid up over the fleshy white skin above her stockings and found their way to her satin covered pussy. She seemed to struggle a bit, as if some last vestiges of her marriage vows had forced her to resist his forward advance. He was persistent though and found his way around her panties, getting bare hand on her most intimate parts. She gasped when she felt his hand against her pussy, rubbing her clit. With each stroke her resistance dwindled just a bit, as she will turn into a slut when you play her pussy after alcohol. When he slipped a couple fingers into her she almost went off. She began bucking her hips against his hand, and it was clear she'd had an orgasm. With Rose, once she cums, she has to be fucked, but her boss hadn't finished with her yet. He slipped down to his knees and slipped off her panties, as she raised her hips up. Spreading her thighs, he began to lap at my wife's pussy, making her moan. Her breathing was increasingly rapid, and I could tell she was well on her way to another orgasm. He was good though, alternating between building her up, then teasing her to make her beg to cum. I swallowed hard watching this man making my wife beg for his tongue to finish her, and licking at her pussy right there in front of me. Only they didn't know they were putting on a show, and fulfilling my darkest and most revered fantasy. How many men have enjoyed this fantasy, or would admit it if they did? And how many actually got to watch it played out in vivid detail in front of them. The best part in my mind was seeing them uninhibited, completely in the dark about being voyeur during what he deemed a conquest of my wife's virtues, and her submission to his desires, as well as her own. She came in with a shuddering orgasm, that shook her clear through. Her professor stood and dropped his pants, displaying an average 8" cock that seem ed abnormally thick, much like a winter sausage, that dangled in front of Rose's face, with just a hint of pre-cum glistening on the tip. Looking up at him, and without a word, she took him in her mouth, alternately sucking and licking at it. As she did, he leaned down and began to lap at her cunt again. She became increasingly bold, and was almost deep- throating his entire cock as he did. She was grunting trying to hold his cock in her mouth while another wave of orgasm shot through her, and began bucking her pussy against his face, and digging her nails into him. He was squeezing her ass to hold her tight until the wave passed. He stood again in front of her, but no dangle this time. He was full erect and wet with her saliva. She lay on the couch with her legs spread and wet pussy in full view, breathing hard. "Fuck me!" she begged in a husky voice, "C'mon, fuck me!" while rubbing her pussy. "I've wanted to fuck you for, so long," he replied equally breathless, "Fuck that sweet married pussy. Say it for again, ask me again." "Fuck my married pussy," she breathed. "I've never had anybody else but my husband. Fuck my married pussy. It's all yours." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. She was as wanton as the horniest slut, and I couldn't have been more excited or proud. He got down and began to rub the head against her pussy and clit, bringing her to yet another mini orgasm, then began to plunge it into my wife's pussy. First the head disappeared slowly into her wet cunt lips, then he began to thrust it deeper into her. A shudder went through Rose, as her eyes closed and she licked her lips. He began slamming it into her now, making her eyes open wide. I couldn't hold myself back any longer, and pushed the door open. His back was to me and never stopped, but Rose saw me, and looked at me with raw animal lust in her eyes. She knew she was beyond stopping even if she could now. I unzipped my pants and took out my cock. I was almost to the bursting point myself, but had to have a piece of her pussy now too, even if it meant after another man had first fucked her pink cunt. He finally realized I was there, but my smile and circumstances let him know in no uncertain terms she was his to finish in. I think it must be a really powerful aphrodisiac to fuck another man's wife right in front of him, but he seemed to really get off on it, and took pleasure in making her moan and grunt as loud as he could, thrusting it hard into her. He pulled out and pulled her off the couch onto the carpet on her knees facing me, and reentered her from behind without missing a beat. What a sight! She was looking at me and taking his cock, with each thrust making her grunt loud. I couldn't resist her open mouth and fed her my cock. She responded eagerly, but it wasn't long until I blew my load into her mouth. She did her best, but my cum ran out along the sides and down her chin. He grunted and began slamming hard, finally cumming deep inside my wife's cunt. Even after cumming once, I had to fuck Rose now, and her professor and I switched sides. Her pussy was so incredibly wet and silky now, unlike I'd ever felt it, with each stroke literally sloshing. She was also stretched somewhat more then I was used to and could hardly feel the walls of her pussy. Didn't matter, as it was like heaven. He was French-kissing her and milking her tits while I fucked her. Afterwards, we all finished the wine and I confessed I always hoped to do that, and she confessed she did too, but was afraid of my reaction. Now she had complete confidence and admitted she enjoyed the flirting and physical attractions too, not to mention the hot sex. We all agreed her new position had led to what would be many more new and interesting "positions" for her both with her professor and me! END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 41