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(MMF, wife-exh, husb-voy, orgy) *** Well, it's been a while since I wrote, and some things have happened, I should probably keep you updated. My wife, Carrie, had pretty much decided for us both that she would be seeing Jason, my neighbor, and his wife, Linda. They were both, I guess, swingers, although I had only seen Linda with one guy, and I'd seen Jason with at least 13 different women. I got the feeling that Linda might be more into women than men, something I confirmed with Carrie over a period of a few days. Carrie had been to Jason's 8 times over the past two weeks, but I knew that Jason had been out of town at least 3 of those times. The 8th time, which was last Sunday, I asked her flat out what she had been doing over there, and with who. "Oh, you don't want to know all that," she smiled. I asked her again. "Linda was... well, Linda likes when I come over and Jason's not around," she said. "I'm really not into her like she is me, but I'm not going to refuse getting pleased like that." I probably looked a little shocked, because she playfully smacked my arm. "You're just mad you haven't seen it," she laughed. "That woman has the best toys, and her mouth isn't so bad either" she said with a dirty smirk on her face. And with that, she was off to the shower, which was normal whenever she got home from Jason's (or Linda's, too, I now knew). We had sex later that night, but by now Carrie had all my buttons pegged, and she knew just what to say when she wanted me done. I won't say she felt looser when we had sex, but there was definitely a different feeling these days. I was only a few minutes inside her, when she looked up at me, met my eyes, and said, "It's amazing how different men can be, you know, in size." Her meaning was obvious, but for whatever reason, that just kills me. I managed not to explode, but I had to stop moving to let myself calm down after that. She wasn't satisfied, though, and as soon as I started up again, she casually whispered in my ear, "You aren't my favorite fuck anymore." I came immediately, and hard, and she giggled as I moaned out my satisfaction. I have no idea why that pushes me over the edge, it just does. I hate it, and love it, at the same time. So Monday came around, and I'm at home working, as usual, when I get a phone call inviting me to a party with about 5 of my single friends and a few married guys. Knowing me, they ask me to provide some entertainment, of the video kind. I figure I'd blow them away with videos of the local wives (luckily, not of the married guys that would be there). The party was in less than an hour, so I ran down to my other computer, where the good stuff is stored, and quickly did a search for movies in the 'wife' folder, grabbed them all and burned them to a DVD, which I threw in my laptop bag, and away I went. We had quite a few drinks and were having a great time when someone remembered the porn, and asked me. I made a big deal about pulling out my laptop and loading the DVD, demanding quiet. "Remember," I said. "No one tells and no one copies this, okay?" They all quickly agreed. I started off with Linda's movies - they all knew her and worshipped her, and when she first appeared nude on the screen there was a collective gasp of astonishment, then cheering. They watched breathlessly as she was pounded by Jason and his black friend, and they all sat back as the movie ended, shocked but happy. My friend Alan glanced at the DVD listing on the explorer page and yelled, "Holy crap! There are like 22 movies on there!" Everyone cheered, and I was feeling pretty good that I could show them. I started up the next, which was Charlotte, the recent high school graduate, and from the shocked expressions I knew that it was even better than the ones of Linda. I had to pee like a racehorse, so I left them to watch Charlotte and went to the bathroom. I ended up in the bathroom for awhile, the alcohol was a little stronger than I thought, and I had to throw up some. I could hear the occasional whoops from the guys in between my barfing, and when I finally cleaned myself up and left the bathroom, I heard what could only be described as screams of joy. I ran over to the computer and realized I had made a fatal error when copying all the movies to the DVD - I had literally copied them all, including the ones of my wife Carrie. She was on the screen, fully naked, and Jason's cock was in her mouth, and the guys were dying, laughing, pointing, lusting, and punching me in the arm repeatedly. "Oh my god! Your wife is such a fucking whore, man!" was the general gist of it, I felt a little sick still, and didn't catch it all, but when the 2nd movie of her was opened, and she was violated by Jason's friend, it got even worse. "Dude she will never feel your dick again!" they laughed. I tried to play it off like I meant for them to see it, but I'm no actor. When they finished watching her, it was the last movie, and I mumbled something about getting to bed, grabbed the DVD and laptop, and went home. I'm sure they were talking about it for a while, I just didn't want to be there. Tuesday was normal until about Noon (roughly only 2 hours after I rolled out of bed with a massive hangover). A knock on the door brought me face to face with Alan, who had a shit-eating grin on his face. "Dude, you have to let me watch again," he said. "No way!" I told him. "You guys saw my wife enough." "Come on, man!" he begged. "I won't tell anyone, hell, I'll pay you!" He fished out a twenty dollar bill and pressed it into my hand. "Don't even try to copy!" I warned him. He smiled in delight. "No problem, man!" I put him on the computer downstairs, which I had set up for clients to use, because it had no Net connection and the USB ports were disabled, so he couldn't email any of the videos or copy them onto a USB stick. I handed him the DVD and stood there. "A little privacy, please?" he grinned. "Ugh," I said, and went upstairs. I had barely reached my office again when my cell phone rang, and a very well-paying customer had some immediate issues for me, so I grabbed my computer tool bag, yelled to Alan that I'd be back, and went out. It took me about two hours to finish and get home, it was about 3:30pm, so I was a little surprised to see Carrie's car in the garage. I went in and looked around the upstairs, but no one was around, so I quickly ran down the stairs and peeked into the computer room there. No one was in there, but Carrie's video was looping, over and over, and the sounds were louder and didn't seem like the ones I remember. That's probably because they weren't. The sound on the computer was off, and when I looked around the corner into the entertainment room, I was shocked to see Alan naked and in my favorite leather recliner, holding onto a huge hard on. That wasn't the worst, because my wife was nude on her knees in front of the chair, and I was just in time to see her mouth cover his cock and her lips slide down his shaft. I don't know why I was so shocked, it's not like I don't know she's been slutty lately, but I was. I guess I still thought of her as the innocent girl I married (well, relatively innocent). I really didn't want to watch, but as usual, I wasn't in control, my hard cock was, and I watched as she got him hard with her mouth, then straddled him (in my fucking chair) and allowed him to guide himself into her, gripping her hips as she slid down onto him easily, her breasts in his face. He sucked and licked her nipples as she started riding him, then they were kissing, and moaning together, and she was grinding him, and I just stood there watching like a dumbass. She was riding him smoothly when she caught me out of the corner of her eye, giving her a jolt, enough for Alan to notice. She leaned over and whispered in his ear. He never looked back, just whispered back to her, and she motioned with her head for me to go back upstairs, which I did, leaving them alone. About 15 minutes later they both emerged, fully dressed like nothing happened (other than her just-fucked hairstyle). Alan didn't say anything or even look at me, she just took him to the door and said goodbye. "I came home early because I was horny," she said to me as she sat on the couch next to me. "I wanted you to fuck me, but you weren't here. When I went downstairs I saw Alan stroking to my movie, and he told me you arranged for us to be alone." I laughed harshly. "Except I didn't know you'd be home," I said. She laughed, "I didn't think about that till later," she said. "I just figured you did, because you're such a perv, plus he was all hard and fucking huge, and I was really horny..." she trailed off. "So, at least tell me what happened," I said. "Well, you saw most of it. The only thing you missed was that I sucked him off while he watched my movie first," she said. "Like, sucked him all the way off?" I asked. She looked down at the hard-on in my pants, and back up to me. "Yes, I sucked him and swallowed his cum," she said in her naughtiest voice. "I let him cum in my mouth, baby." She slid her hand over my pants, and with practiced ease she slid the zipper down and pulled my hard cock out. Her long, perfect nails looked so good around my cock, and she stroked me slowly while she described how good he felt inside her. She leaned over and took me in her mouth briefly, teasing, then stopped, only to start up with her hand again. "Such a nice cock, baby," she whispered. "If it was bigger, I'd never go anywhere else, you know that, right?" I nodded. She continued, "Besides, I know you like watching me and I like you watching, so we both get what we want." She stroked me, getting me closer and closer. Then she increased her pace. "You don't want me to stop, do you?" she asked, moving her hand faster and faster. "No," I managed to moan. "Tell me you want me to get some bigger, harder cock," she demanded. When I didn't immediately answer, she slowed her motion. "Yes, yes, yes!" I begged, and she again stroked me harder. "Yes, what?" she demanded. "Y-yes, I want you to get bigger, harder cock, babe," I stammered. "Good," she said. "Because I'm going to anyway." With that, she gave a final few hard strokes, then pointed the head in my direction as I exploded, my cum pumping all over my t-shirt and jeans as she aimed it away from herself. "Yuck!" she squealed. *** My wife had a similar experience with another one of my single friends the next day, but this time it really was a set up, and it was over before I got back. I have no idea where this is all going, I'm hoping it will stop, but then again, I like it. I just don't want it to get any more crazy... To be continued? * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 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. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 54