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(MMF, exh, reluc, wife, mast, oral, anal) *** The event took place while Megan and I were spending a Saturday at my friend's house on a beautiful summer day. We had been married seven years. Over the years we discovered that both Meg and I have two quirks which I believe made the event that follows unavoidable. We both share a penchant for showing her off in safe ways. We also get very excited during sex when I pretend I am someone else and Meg is being somehow naughty for letting it happen. Neither quirk had ever resulted in anything but harmless play. They are just a sort of mild fetishes that keeps the fire burning in our marriage. We were both virgins at marriage and both from pretty conservative backgrounds. Even for something like masturbation, we never really talked about it. I did not tell her for years that I ever did it, much less how often. She never would do it on her own I am sure. In fact sometimes during our lovemaking I tried to encourage her to finger herself to orgasm, but she would not do it. The best I could ever get her to do in those early years was to play with her nipples while I worked on her pussy. So it is a stretch that this event happened at all. Meg is about 5'8", very dark straight shoulder length hair. Nicely shaped B size breasts with half dollar sized red aureoles, well proportioned slender but soft build. Her complexion is a reflection of her Pacific Island heritage. I have always encouraged her to dress in revealing clothes hoping to sneak a peak in public places. Also hoping others might get a view on occasion. On one such occasion I remember we were taking a walk at a nearby park which is on the river running through our town. Dusk was approaching and there were very few people around. While walking on the path I checked and saw nobody, so I pulled Meg to me and began kissing her with a big embrace. I took the opportunity to feel her backside up and slid my hands under her shirt to rub her skin. After a minute she got nervous and wanted to continue on our way, but I requested that she look out over the river while I stepped behind her with my arms locking her in front of me. Still alone, I began to feel up her tits then slid my hands under her shirt. She just stood there in my embrace staring out over the river. I started to raise her shirt when she instinctively resisted. I assured her nobody would come along this late. Additionally, it was getting too dark for people to see us from across the river. Pulling up a little harder she reluctantly relaxed her arms enough to let me continue. I hooked her t-shirt over her breasts and slid my hands under her bra and began pulling it up too. She told me to stop. She claimed to be embarrassed. She did not respond when I asked why her breathing was suddenly so heavy. I told her I knew it was because she was getting excited at the thought someone might see her exposed like this. I pulled her bra up exposing her breasts to our little world. My hands cupped and massaged her breasts while my fingers manipulated her erect nipples. I even reached up to her mouth to extract some saliva to rub on her nipples. For about a minute she put up a protest for fear of being caught while at the same time allowing me to continue for the excitement. We ended up rushing home to finish off in bed. Similar things happened over the years. There was never anything too risky, but enough to keep the excitement alive. The other thing that really excites both of us is when I pretend that I am someone else while making love. I discovered this when I surprised my wife with a new vibrator I bought for her birthday. We already had a small pointy one and a vibrating egg shaped device. Both of which my wife always was reluctant to let me use on her. Only when I really got her hot from foreplay could I introduce one of them to finish her off. I am sure she would never use them herself alone. She told me she thinks that type of thing is somehow wrong. Anyway, the one I ordered was different. It was shaped like an erect penis, even soft to touch. Pretty realistic, I was a little hesitant to touch it myself. It is notably larger than myself, about 8 inches long (I'm 6), and 2-1/2 inches wide (I'm 2). I introduced it to Megan one afternoon on the bed. She was lying face down. She was wearing a skirt and blouse with black bra and leopard colored bikini panties with nylons over the top. I introduced myself as Ralf her masseur. I explained that she should just relax, that I am a professional in my faux German accent. I rubbed through her clothes for a little while then requested that she remove her blouse and skirt stating that it was normal for customers to do so. She complied without protest. Now I began to really knead her shoulders and back, I unclasped her bra and pushed the straps off her shoulders. Rubbing some oil deep into her skin she began to moan. I repositioned myself so I was sitting on her upper legs while wearing only my boxers. My hard-on was resting in the crack of her behind as I worked on her back, neck and arms. I expressed some concern about getting oil on her nylons and asked if she minded if I slid them off. She responded to the effect that since I was a professional she trusted me to do what was right. While sliding them down, still in character, I explained that it was customary to give a leg massage with the package she bought. While rubbing her legs down I began to push it a little. I would rub onto her panties. I even stated that I really thought she was very good looking, had am especially beautiful behind. I told her I hoped her husband took good care of her. I asked if I could rub her down over her panties and then just started doing it without waiting for and answer. She protested that her husband would not approve and that I should probably stop. I kept going saying it looked like she was enjoying it, but would stop if she insisted. She said she did not want me to think she was naughty while her husband was not around. I told her I did not think he would mind and went on to explain that many women appreciated my advanced massages. At this time I started to work my way into her crack with my oiled fingers. I had her panties pushed to the side while sliding a finger down her crack to her vagina and back again. She started to respond by arching her back a little and moving her legs apart to allow better access. "Don't be alarmed," I told her, "but you seem to have gotten me stimulated. I hope you don't mind me massaging you with my member." I kneeled up and pushed my erect penis down and dragged it half way down her back to her crack and deep between her legs. She immediately started breathing much heavier and let out a groan of pleasure, "Oh that is a nice touch, I'm not sure this is a good idea though." Instinctively she further arched her back to provide better access while saying she hoped I did not think she was being too permissive. I pulled out my new toy and dragged it down the same trail. I poured some oil over it and began to rub it up and down her back, from neck to thighs. She seemed baffled for a second until she turned to look. Before she could speak, I cut her off. In my accent I explained that it was rude to look at another person's privates. She giggled and went with the flow. It was clear that she was really starting to get more than a little excited. As I worked it into her crack she reached back with her hands and pulled her cheeks apart. I commented that she seemed to be getting excited and asked if it was because of my size. I asked how big her husband was and whether I should stop. She said I was bigger but would not respond to my second question. I said she must be a naughty girl to let a stranger rub his member all over her body. I slid it up her back and neck and traced a line to her mouth. I rubbed my faux cock back and fourth over her lips until she parted them. I eased it in a little then out again, repeating this motion again and again, I said she must be some kind of slut to let me do this. I asked if she wanted me to finger her while she blew me. She nodded. I said she will have to respond verbally or else I would quit. She mumbled a yes. I slid the index finger of my free hand down her crack and pushed its way forward to her very wet vagina. It easily slid inside of her. I pushed and pulled both my new cock and my finger into two of her holes. I asked if she sucked off all her masseurs. She did not respond only kept writhing to my manipulations. I slowly pulled my hand from between her legs and with my wet finger traced my way up to her mouth. I traced the tip of my finger around her lips which were still taking my cock. I asked if she wanted me to move my cock down between her legs. I slipped my finger still dripping with her juices into the corner of her mouth. She attempted to respond so I pulled the oversized unit out. She said, "Yes, stick it in me." I said she had to lick my finger clean first and then she would have to beg for my continued service since her session was up. She sucked on my finger as I trailed the masseur's manhood down her neck and back. I withdrew the finger from her mouth and asked what I should do next. She told me to stick it in her. I said it would not be professional and could not do it while I continued to rub it up and down her exposed ass. I said besides you must be a real slut to want me to do such a thing. Tell me you are a slut and I will think about it. She mumbled that she was a slut and needed that thing in her. "What about your husband, what would he think about this, what if he was watching right now," I inquired. I began fingering her again but kept what she wanted rubbing up and down her crack. "He can watch if he wants, I need that thing in me, now give it to me," Meg replied. I lowered the eight-incher down and began to push it into her very wet hole. First an inch then a little more. In and out, each time a little further. I saw her putting her hands under her chest and was obviously pinching her nipples. I knew she was getting close to coming. She raised her whole backside. Not quite kneeling but had her pussy off the bed with her legs parted. I was moving in and out pretty fast going as deep as I dare. She was moaning louder and longer. She began to raise and lower herself in time with my insertions. "Oooohhhhhhhhh," she was right on the edge of a huge orgasm. Suddenly she moved both hands down to her pussy. Her right hand grabbed her lovers cock from me and began to really shove it in and out while rubbing it across her g-spot. The other hand was spreading her labia and rubbing her clitoris with vigor. All at once she thrust her hips down grinding herself into her imaginary lover while squealing again and again. "Eeeeeeeeeeee, oooohhhhhhhh, eeeeeeeeeeee!" With both my hands I grabbed and pushed down on her ass simulating her lover pulling her into him while shooting his load into her during his own orgasm. She kept bucking down into the bed for longer than any previous orgasm I ever saw her have. Megan eventually rolled over and jerked me off as I knelt over her. We talked very little about it. On the Saturday we went to my friend Mark's house. We had all kinds of fun. Riding the four wheelers, shooting clay pigeons, cooking out, drinking, etc., etc. Throughout the entire day Meg was quite a flirt. She must have known what she was doing. Her blouse was about belly button length, green with some kind of flower stitching on it. The skirt was a dark maroon with pleats on it. No more than mid thigh. When four wheeling for example it would blow back and up her legs. She would tuck it under her legs but with all the bumps it inevitably came loose and we would get peeks at her white cotton panties. Megan had never shot pigeons before either, and I remember Mark helping her as I threw them. He was directly behind her with his arms and hands over hers teaching her how to lead and shoot. I saw him on numerous occasions looking down her blouse. With the drinks and summer carefree activities I know she must have been feeling a little adventurous. Mark's wife noticed too. I overheard her scolding him when they were inside. She looks great but such an unpleasant person; possessive, insincere, deceitful. A perfect candidate for Stepford. As the sun began to set we cooked some steaks and mixed strong drinks. Meg was in the spirit of things but Mark's wife was sulking around and cold. After dinner we decided to sit in the hot tub. Mark's tub is just outside of the kitchen window on the deck. We suited up and jumped in. Well the three of us did anyways. After a few minutes Mark's wife fumed out of the house, stood beside the tub and practically yelled, "You want to see tits?", then raised her shirt and bra up to her neck. "You want to see pussy?", she bristled, as she pushed her shorts and panties down in one move. Unfortunately her top fell right down again covering everything. I only got a glimpse of her tits. She stormed off the deck, got in her car and peeled out down the road. We where stunned at first, then I was embarrassed for Mark. Finally Mark said something to the effect that she won't be around to put a damper on things anymore. He figured she would run to her mother like so many times before. Somebody suggested drinks but no one volunteered to get out of the bubbling water. Mark suggested we draw straws. He took three of those little pretzel sticks and broke one off. Holding them with the ends sticking out of his hand I drew then Meg drew the short one. Meg stood in her new turquoise bikini. When she stepped up onto the side we could plainly see the band of material running from front to back between her legs. Meg saw us gawking and told us to mind our manners. After she left Mark commented on how nice she looked in her suit. We deliberately looked as she climbed back in. She played along by being extra careful and saying something to the effect that a girl really has to watch her step around here. We settled into our three corners. I started rubbing Megan's feet and legs. She would occasionally rub one of her feet into my lap. No doubt she noticed my erection. I would rub up to her thighs and across her pussy when Mark was not looking. Drinks were running low, this time Meg said she was going to hold the pretzels. Mark lost. While stepping out he said he had to take a leak anyway. He then stepped off the deck and faced the bushes just off the path and started pissing into the bush. "Isn't that convenient," Meg said, adding, "I wish I could just pee into the shrubbery." Mark told her nothing was stopping her, she was welcome to use his shrubs for whatever she wanted. "I'll need more to drink before I start peeing in public," she said. I pulled Meg in front of me and started massaging her shoulders and neck. I took the opportunity of having the tub to ourselves to feel up Megan. I slid my hands under her top and massaged her tits. Then I rolled her nipples between my fingers. She just sat there leaned back and enjoyed it. Soon enough Mark returned with fresh drinks. Meg slid more upright to make better room for Mark. This put her behind tight to my very erect penis. She would casually wiggle back and fourth to prove she knew my state of excitement. Mark suggested we draw for dares. Meg resisted on the grounds she was not going to do something she did not want to. Eventually we agreed she could opt out of a dare if she chose. Of course she lost to Mark on the first round. Mark asked her to stand so we could take a look at her bikini. She blushed at the suggestion but refused. We pleaded with her to do it. No big deal just wanted to take a look at a beautiful woman in her swimming suit we told her. I encouraged her by lifting her from between my legs. Eventually she stood and told us to keep pure thoughts. We made comments about how the suit fit well and the color was right for her, etc. The water was just a little high to see the lower part of her bikini bottoms. I suggested she stand on her toes to give us a more complete look. She complied and slowly turned around while on her toes. This pose made her behind stick out a little and slightly spread her cheeks. She looked very erotic. I reached to her ass and stroked my hand up and down. She seemed to enjoy the attention. I asked her to show us her tan lines too. She took her fingers and pulled the straps down a little on each side revealing the white skin below. When Mark asked about the top, she said there was only a faint line there and showed us a little from the side of a cup. I told him she liked to lay outside in our yard topless. She blushed a little neither acknowledging nor denying the obvious. We thanked her for her cooperation as she sat back in her corner. Next draw I lost to Meg. Megan said it was only fair that she too got a look. She motioned to both of us to stand up. Mark and I mockingly protested but shortly complied. We both had standard issue swim trunks so she could not see much. The way our swim trunks were tented out in front made it obvious we both had hard-ons. Meg asked to see our tan lines and to turn around slowly. From our little display it appeared Mark had something on me in size. She thanked us, then told me to get drinks, adding that I should leave my trunks in the tub. I was not sure I was up to this but thought I had to if I was going to get Meg to reveal herself to Mark. I turned around and slipped them down. Then I jumped out of the back of the tub throwing them into Meg's face. She called me a cheat, but knew I had to come back. I held the drinks just in front of my erection as I returned. Meg whistled as she took the drinks from my hand. Mark's presence embarrassed me. Once in, I turned the attention to Meg. I said now it was her turn to show us something. She blushed and firmly rejected the idea. Besides she added I have not seen much myself. Mark asked what she wanted to see. I barely got a glimpse of my husband. That I see all the time. "If we show you, will you show us?" Mark queried. Meg said she did not think so, but could not be sure. "What are you waiting for?" she inquired, "I can't see through this bubbly water." Mark wasted no time in pulling his swim suit down and off. Together we stood again in front of my wife. We turned around slowly giving her a good look. I was sticking straight out. My hard-on was pulsing with each heartbeat. Mark was certainly bigger than I. In fact he looked like a duplicate of Meg's rubber vibrating friend. He looked a little limper than me but he certainly was impressive. Meg was staring at Mark's member. She was sitting with her face only about two feet away from our tools. When Meg gets excited, one of the things that gives her away is her mouth. Her mouth and face get redder and her lips kind of pout out. It was obvious she was being turned on by the display. I reached over and ran two of my fingers across her mouth. I hoped she would take them in but she resisted. She did take my index finger into her hand and lead it under the surface and then mock screwed it. When facing directly to Meg Mark took his right hand and pumped his cock a couple times while reaching under his balls with his left, pulling them up. She sat watching mesmerized. "Now let's see what you've got," Mark stated. We sat down waiting for her to get up. She slowly stood. Then turned around but remained clothed. I asked her to take her top off. She said she could not. Then she said she had to pee. I thing she was just trying to change the subject. OK but in the bushes Mark told her. Meg stepped out giving us another great view. She stepped down the deck and into the darkness. We heard her complaining about the dark then we could hear the unmistakable sound of a woman pissing. In a minute she returned saying what a relief it was. When she stepped back in we really starting putting pressure on her to take her swim suit off. She stubbornly refused. Finally I said she had to at least change into her underwear and let us get a good look again. She reluctantly agreed after we reassured her we would not ask her to do more. Out she went again to fetch her panties and bra. She ducked inside the house to change. She came back out and slipped into the tub again. On your feet was Mark's order. She slowly stood. This time we could see everything. Her bra became transparent, her nipples sticking out. Her panties were practically invisible. Only the elastic around the legs and waist and the padding low on her crotch hid anything. We could plainly see the triangle of pussy hair between her legs. She commented that she might as well be naked. I asked her to stand on her toes again. She really looked erotic standing there. I ran my hand up her thigh and over her ass. Meg caught my hand preventing me from continuing. I think she was afraid she would lose control. I asked her to bend over. She turned away from us and then bent over the side of the tub. You could see the lips of her vagina through her panties. What a sight. When she sat down we praised her for letting us see her. I told her I would give her a massage for her show. I pulled her between my legs and began rubbing her shoulders down. She closed her eyes as my hands worked their way up and down her back, shoulders, and arms. My hard-on was sandwiched between her back and my belly. So I reached down and manipulated it down so she was now sitting on it. As we moved together with the massaging it must have been embedding itself between her lips. I ran my hands down to her tits squeezing them through her bra. Then I slipped a hand under her bra and began pinching her nipple between my fingers, rolling it back and fourth. Meg's head was slouching forward, face down. She casually reached for my other hand guiding it under her other cup inviting me to give it equal treatment. I knew she was losing control. This was my chance to see how far she would go. While Meg was coasting toward an orgasm she could not resist, I whispered that I had to use to the bathroom, that my stomach was not feeling good. I asked if Mark would not mind taking over for a while. Without giving Meg a chance to respond I gently lifter her from under her arms and kind of floated her over to Mark's corner. They were both caught off guard. Mark straightened up to give maximum room for Meg to sit in front of him. She must have settled just barely on the edge of the seat so as to minimize contact. I got out and went directly into the house and towards the bathroom. Since you could see the lights of the bathroom from the tub, I turned them on and closed the door behind me. Then turned off the lights, carefully opened the door and crept to the kitchen window overlooking the tub. There I stood in the darkness listening and watching. His hands were clearly on her shoulders massaging. She kept her head down like before. Gradually he worked his way down her back to about bra strap level and back up. I was very excited seeing my friend handling my wife. At one point it looked like she repositioned herself on the seat a little. The bubbles timed out but neither one restarted them. As the water cleared I could see just how close they were. Meg's hips were tight up against his groin as she leaned forward with her arms on her knees. Certainly she could feel his penis between them. I assumed he was hard. As he massaged down her back this time he stayed to the outside with his hands on her sides. On he way back up his hands massaged around the side of her body. His fingers rubbed well around her sides and must have been touching the sides of her breasts. She raised her elbows giving him more freedom. She took one of her hands, reached up to her breast and started rubbing the nipple through her bra. Mark must have noticed too, reaching around, took her hand and guided it under her bra. When her fingers touched her nipple her head rose simultaneously moaning in pleasure. After a few seconds she reached around her back and unclasped her bra. The shoulder straps kept it in place but it was no longer tight to her breasts. Marks fingers massaged around her sides again and must have been very close to her nipples. She did nothing to stop him. He massaged up her neck and around to her face. He ran a finger over her mouth from side to side. She opened and let him slide it in. She sucked on it while he slowly slid it in and out. Mark's other hand found its way around to the breast she was squeezing. Now she took his hand and placed it on her breast. He began to squeeze and knead it to her pleasure. I could see that she was now slightly moving her behind from side to side obviously to massage Mark's member. He pulled his fingers from her mouth and slowly worked that hand down her back and around to her stomach and then slowly lower to her pussy. He was reaching down between her legs with one hand while the other was still working on her tits. Meg was moaning almost constantly now. At once she reached down between her legs and sat up a little. She must have pulled his cock down so she could sit on it like before with me. Her hips were rhythmically moving from side to side. I knew she was more than ready for an insertion and would come very easily. I went back to the bathroom and made it look like I was just coming out. I stepped back into the tranquil tub pretending not to know anything about what was going on. They made no effort to quit or hide anything. I kneeled down between Meg's outstretched legs. I reached down and pulled her bra off her shoulders then let my hands go around cupping them. Mark yielded to my hands. I began squeezing her nipples as I kissed her lips. It must have gotten to be too much because she broke away and stood up. I stood next to her and wrapped my arms around her pulling our bodies together face to face. She pulled her hips away while reaching down to guide my cock between her legs as our bodies rejoined. It was resting between her crack but not inside of her. She started to rock her hips out and back now as my hard-on rode between her lips. After a little while Mark stood behind her and began to massage her shoulders again. Looking over her shoulder I could see his prick sticking straight out almost touching her ass. I reached behind me grabbing one of her arms. I guided it behind her back to Mark's waiting cock. It jumped at her touch. She pulled away but I more forcefully pushed it back to the eager member. She timidly gripped it and started pulling back and forth in time with her hips. I reached down on her ass and was rubbing it. I put my hands inside of her panties and massaged her cheeks and into her crack. I would reach all the way down and around until I touched my hard-on then trace my fingers up her crack again. Eventually I took her by the shoulders and began to indicate I wanted her to turn around. She knew she would be facing Mark and resisted. I continued to pressure her to turn without saying a word. She eventually relinquished her arm from around my back and turned. I took her arms and draped them over Mark's shoulders. He pulled himself to her. She shuddered when his cock made contact with her belly. He reached down and lowered his erection. She instinctively lifted a leg to provide room so he could place it between them. From behind I aggressively massaged her ass. I took her panties and pulled them down as far as I could without dislodging Mark. Again Meg was rocking back and fourth. I took my middle finger and ran it down her crack to Mark's penis and back up again. I started to concentrate on her rear hole. Running my finger around it and over the opening. Teasing it with my fingers. Meg was really starting to moan now. I was sure she was about to come. I deliberately reached around pulling her panties down and saying we need to get these off. They disengaged while I pulled them down. Meg stepped one foot at a time as I removed the only thing that was preventing Mark from entering her. Before they could engage again I motioned for Mark to sit on the tub's motor housing which jutted into the tub from the forth corner. He placed a foot on each bench and rested his ass down leaving his prominent member sticking straight up into the air. Taking Meg's hands I guided her to step up on each seat next to Mark's feet. She was then straddling his huge cock. She looked at me as she began her decent. One hand reached down to spread her lips as she made contact. Slowly she moved her body in small circles lowering and raising getting him to fit. Eventually she bottomed out and leaned forward with her hands on the sides of the tub on each side of Mark. Meg started riding his cock, moving back and fourth and up and down. Her tempo continued to increase and her moaning got louder. I again was working her ass as Mark was her tits. This was a new view for me. I clearly saw his big member buried into my wife's pussy. With her legs spread so far her ass hole was plainly visible. I was rubbing each of my fingers in turn around her hole then I started to kiss her ass while attempting to insert a finger a little at a time. It was a little difficult to keep my face to her ass with her moving around so much but eventually I got in time with her. My finger insertion was not going so well and I did not want to risk hurting her which could put her off her pending orgasm. In the heat of the moment I guided my kissing toward her rear opening. As she began to climax she started yelling, "stick it in me, lick me, lick me, push it in." I pushed my tongue as hard as I could past the pressure of her sphincter. Immediately she started to come. "Ooohhhhh fill meeeeee, ssshhhove it innnnnnnn. Oooooohhhhhhhh take meeeeeeee," she moaned. As her body convulsed again and again I maintained my tongue to her hole while Mark pumped in and out of her pussy. Eventually she fell limp on top of Mark and pushed my head away from her ass. A minute later she pulled herself off Mark and jumped out of the pool and darted into the bathroom. She came out dressed with our bag of stuff in hand. I told Mark I thought it was time to go. I thanked him for the day and we left. When we got home she asked or me to give it to her. She was still wet with excitement. That was the last time it ever happened with Mark. We did not speak about it much, not directly at all. In fact it was a while before she was adventurous in her dress. I'll post other occurrences as I get them written. 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