I guess my friend Lew and my wife Ann were too engrossed in one another to hear me as I drove up to our cabin in the woods, where we had gone to spend a few days fishing on the lake. I froze as I approached the door, for through a nearby window I could see the two of them locked in a passionate embrace in the middle of the kitchen.
Ann’s blouse was pushed up above her breasts, her bra loosened and dangling, and I could see Lew’s right hand fondling those full soft tits I knew so well. They kissed feverishly for several minutes, his hand moving from breast to breast before it slid lower. I saw him quickly release the catch on the side of her shorts, then unzip them, and seconds later he was easing his hand down inside.
I knew exactly what he was feeling having done that very thing thousands of times over the 17 years Ann and I had been married. He moved his hand very slowly down over her smooth firm tummy and then paused, and I knew his fingers were now combing through her crisp, curly pubic hair. Moments later I saw her spread her legs, allowing him easier access to the slippery folds between her thighs.
Lew massaged her snatch while kissing her more urgently as she began to explore the bulge in his baggy shorts. I could tell by the expression on her face when he penetrated her with a finger or two, and she began to undulate her hips seductively, fucking his hand and fingers.
Soon my wife was pushing his shorts down around his knees, and taking a firm grip on his throbbing six-inch cock. Knowing Ann so well, I wasn’t surprised when she slipped down to her knees, engulfing the full length of his manhood in her mouth and throat. The expression on his face made me think that this was probably the first time he’d had his entire dick swallowed by a talented cocksucker like Ann. Her head bobbed up and down for about 30 seconds before he grabbed the back of her head, his large balls pressing against her lower lip as he shot his come straight down her throat.
The blood drained from his cock nearly as fast as the semen, but Ann wouldn’t let it end; she continued to slurp on his prick as if sucking in a large cooked noodle. Lew caressed her hair while looking down in amazement, and she soon had his cock just as hard as it had been when she first took it in her mouth. He reached down then to lift her to her feet, planting a kiss on the hot wet lips that had just been wrapped around his pole.
Still kissing her, he walked her backward and out of my sight, so I quietly moved to another window, where from an angle I could see that he had boosted her up onto a counter and was trying to get her shorts and panties off. The window was open several inches, making it possible for me to hear them clearly. Ann was holding onto her shorts, saying, “No, Lew, we can’t go there. I’ve never cheated on Don that way. Please, I’ll suck you off again, but I don’t have intercourse with anyone except my husband.”
Well, that was an outright lie. My darling wife had started screwing around on me before we were even married, and had never made much of an effort to hide it. But she liked to pretend she was a faithful wife, knowing it turned a guy on more to think he was the first to get into her married panties.
My cock was so hard it ached as I watched Lew pull her shorts and panties down her legs and off. He dropped to his knees, bringing his face within inches of her exposed snatch. I couldn’t see it from my position, but I knew that her long pink labia would be parted to reveal the coral entrance to her vagina, that her clit would be peeking out of its hood seeking stimulation, and the entire area would be glistening with the natural lubrication produced by her obvious arousal.
I saw Lew’s pointed tongue emerge from his mouth as he pressed his face between my wife’s inner thighs. I knew the exact moment that tongue found its mark from the low moan that escaped her lips, having heard it countless times when my own tongue had touched her sweet muffin.
Ann’s head fell back, her eyes closed as she continued to moan, and the moans soon turned into words. “Oh God, Lew, oh my God, don’t stop! Oh yes, eat my pussy, you bastard. Oh God that feels good, yes right there! I’m coming, oh God I’m coming!” Ann is a real squirter when she is especially turned on, so I wasn’t surprised to see my friend raise his hand to wipe away the juices she’d ejaculated all over his face.
He rose to his feet then and quickly positioned himself to enter her, but she put her right foot on his stomach, saying, “No, Lew, I told you no fucking. I only do that with Don.” Lew leaned forward, pressing his pussy-flavored lips to hers, until she relaxed somewhat, letting her foot slip down. He took advantage of this by moving closer, until she darted a hand between them to grab his hard-on, now just inches away from her exposed cunt.
“No, Lew,” she said again. “Look, even if I let you do it, it would be way too risky. Don’s going to be here any minute.”
“Don’t worry about that,” Lew told her. “Ben is out there standing guard, and he’ll bark like hell if he even hears a car coming.” Ben was Lew’s dog, and old Lab, but he must have run off to chase rabbits or something, because he was nowhere to be seen.
I had known from the minute I saw them that my wife was going to fuck Lew, but she was still playing the reluctant loyal spouse. Now she looked up at him pleadingly, saying, “Will you promise you’ll never tell anybody if I let you just put it in for a few seconds?”
I could see the excitement on his face. “Oh Christ,” he said. “I’ve wanted you for years, Ann. Just let me put it in, I’ll never say anything, I swear it!”
I saw her eyes close as she withdrew her hand and spread her legs further apart. Again I watched the expression on my friend’s face as he slowly fed his straining erection into my wife. I well knew the wonderful sensation of having that hot tight pussy swallow your cock, and I could tell that Lew was fighting to avoid ejaculating immediately after sinking his six inches into Ann’s cunt.
After a pause he pulled back and thrust into her again. At that point she wrapped her legs around him, locking her ankles to hold him deep inside her. “No more,” she panted. “Just keep it there for a minute, and then you’ve got to stop, because I’m not on any protection and I can’t risk getting pregnant.”
Another lie. Ann had her tubes tied years ago, but this was part of her game, arousing her lovers with the notion that they might knock her up.
Lew tried to comply with her wishes, but I could see his passion level rising as she held him inside her. I could see hers rising too. Finally she said, “All right, pump it into me just a little, Lew. I think I’ll come if you give me a few good strokes.”
With a low cry, he began to fuck her slowly. But after half dozen slow, gentle strokes his tempo began to accelerate, and Ann did nothing to stop him. In fact she matched his rhythm, and soon the two of them were fucking like a couple of dogs in heat. I could hear their genitals slapping wetly as he rammed his cock into her snatch. This frenzied fucking led to an explosive end as Lew pushed into her as deeply as he could, spurting his come again and again into my wife’s womb. Ann’s head fell back, and I saw her toes curl and heard her almost inhuman cry of completion as she came with him.
Lew collapsed against her semi-reclining body, obviously relishing the sensation of her cunt contracting around his draining cock, milking him dry. I knew I would be feeling the same thing later on that night, because my wife never refuses me when I want sex—and I was sure as hell going to want it.
I think Lew thought they were finished, but he didn’t know my wife. As soon as his deflating cock slipped free of her clinging labia, her hand again darted between them to wrap itself around that slimy tool. “Are you sure Ben is out there guarding us?” she asked him. Lew assured her that he was. “Good,” she said then. ”Because I want you to do me one more time, if you can get it up again.” She then made sure that he did so, using both hands to stroke and caress his dick until she had made him as hard as ever.
Ann now asked him to do her doggie-style, and Lew lifted her down from the counter and turned her so that she could lean over it. From where I stood I had a perfect view of her ass, and as she spread her legs I could see her wet, swollen pussy lips gaping a little, and watch Lew’s thick semen oozing out to dribble down her thighs.
Doggie-style is one of Ann’s favorite positions, since it allows the guy’s cock to stimulate her G-spot. I watched her arch her back to position her cunt for her lover. Lew looked down at what he was about to get into as he fisted his cock, then lined it up with her creamy crack and rammed it in balls deep. Ann cried out with pleasure, and then told him to go slow and easy this time, because it felt so good and she wanted it to last a long time.
I nearly gave myself away when I suddenly felt something cold pushing into my hand. It was Ben’s nose; he had returned from wherever he’d been and come up to me silently. I petted him, hoping to hell he would keep quiet for another few minutes, at least. The rutting couple in the kitchen were beginning to increase their pace, with Lew pulling my wife’s hips back with every stroke to meet his thrusts. Two minutes later he gave a final lunge and blew his wad inside her again, drenching Ann’s cunt with his sperm-laden semen. He reached around her to cup her free-hanging tits as his cock slowly deflated and slipped out, releasing a fresh flow of come to run down her thighs in tiny rivers.
I slipped away as they recovered and began to dress. I went back to my car, opened the door and closed it loudly. Ben now started to bark as I headed back to the house.
Ann was putting a casserole in the oven as I came in. Lew was in the living room, watching TV. “It’s about time you got here, dear,” she told me, giving me a kiss. “Grab a beer, dinner will be ready in half an hour.”
While we were eating I asked Lew if Ann had kept him entertained while they waited for me to get there. They exchanged quick glances, and Jim flushed a little as he said they had passed the time watching a movie on the TV.
We planned to be on the lake early the next morning, so we turned in shortly after dinner. As Ann and I prepared for bed, I used the bathroom first, then waited with a hard-on while she took her turn. When she emerged I was pleased, but not surprised, to see that she was still wearing her little white bikini panties. It had become a tradition with us that whenever she was unfaithful she came to bed wearing her soiled panties, to catch any semen that might still ooze from her unwashed pussy.
She slipped into my arms, whispering, “Oh yes, Lew was well-entertained, honey. He has tried to get in my pants ever since I met him, so I finally gave him a blowjob and two pieces of my pussy. He was so excited he didn’t last long in either place, but it was fun.”
I got on my knees to remove her panties and inspect her pussy. Her dark pubic hair was matted with crusty dried come, but when I used my thumbs to part her lips I saw a large amount of thick cream pooling in the mouth of her vagina. My cock was standing tall and throbbing with need as my wife’s hand reached for it to tug it toward her pussy. I slid easily into that pool of semen as she began to tell me every detail of what I’d already witnessed first-hand.
I never told Ann that I’d watched her with Lew, but I loved and trusted her more than ever after that night. As for Lew, he tried countless times to screw her again, but she told him she just couldn’t bring herself to cheat on me again, after just managing to get away with it that one time.
My wife does love to play games.
—D.R., Miami, Florida