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5-STAR POSTS!!     |
20/02/2010
I posted our story on Kristen a couple of years ago, and have now brought it up to date. Let's say it is about 95% true. I'd love to hear from anyone who has been in a similar situation. Completethetrade@yahoo.com
This is my story about how my wife seduced me into
letting her take a lover. I noticed that her behavior had changed so I put a plan in motion to find out what was going on. Unfortunately, by the time I got the whole story, she was stroking my cock and making her desires mine. In the end, the only answer I could give
her was yes. (MMF, reluc, mc)
***
Annie is the love of my life. I never thought I would share this story but anonymously it is okay.
This is a true story. You can say yeah, right but I
think when you are done you might realize that it is indeed true. That is, if you have ever been a similar
situation.
Annie and I worked together when I was 28 and she was 20. By the time she was 20 we had found each other, fallen in love, and gotten married. Her parents were not happy about it but it is what it is. Over time I think they have really gotten to like me.
I think or thought at the time Annie was gold digging as she was the hottest girl in my department, I was her bosses', bosses' boss and I showed interest in her. In the call center I bumped her up to trainer where I could spend more time with her and eventually one thing
led to another and we were off and running. I think the key to our relationship then was that I had gotten beyond those insecurities you feel when you are young and she really appreciated having a boyfriend who was attractive, successful and especially not controlling.
Annie is always between 105 and 110 pounds. She is
blonde with beautiful green eyes, always tan, and keeps her French manicure up to date on both her hands and feet. She doesn't have a large chest but she has the largest nipples I've ever seen. They are also very sensitive and handy. Needless to say Annie rarely dresses without a bra.
I should mention that Annie is a boy's girl. Most of her friends growing up and currently are boys. She is also a flirt but she has great integrity and never ever lies. She is an incredibly principled person. She is mature for her age in some ways and not in others. Anyway, she always had guys swarming around her wherever she went but I got a sense that the guys who knew her liked her but never imagined they would get her into the sack.
When she flirted it never bothered me. It is just the way she was and I never had it sense that it ever went any farther. Again, Annie has very strong integrity and commits fully to her friends and me.
As the wedding approached we decided it would be better for her to take a position with another company. She started working with a company that I was familiar with. As a call center I knew it was a little rougher crowd but it was also close to home and the money was very good.
Fast forward about 6 months. We are married, the sex is great, and we are very happy.
Of course Annie quickly became a hit with the guys at the office. Along with being a strong friend to anyone honest, she was quick witted and very funny. She got off early, partied after work, went out with the gang, and sometimes I found a bunch of folks in the basement playing pool and pounding beers. She was becoming one of the guys but I was certain that nothing was going on. In fact it never occurred to me to be concerned. That was the way it was with her and in the end, it was true. There was nothing going on.
Sometime in July of 2007 things took a turn. Annie was 21 and super hot. I felt like I was king of the world, especially around my friends. They knew her well enough to know that they could flirt all they wanted but they couldn't overcome her principles.
Annie had taken on the role of mascot and score keeper for the softball team at work. She always dressed hot but not slutty. I doubt any guy on the team or the other team for that matter ever didn't know where she was as everybody paid attention to her.
Sometimes she'd be home right after the game, and
sometimes it would be late as it depended on how much beer was left in the parking lot for after the game. She always called to let me know if she'd be late.
I caught a few games. I was at one in July when I
noticed a new player in the outfield. I asked Annie about him and she said his name was Ryan. Ryan was a strappin lad. Tall, blonde, built, and a nice guy. I talked with him a bit over beers that night after the game.
The games were on Tuesday. Friday Annie went tanning, and got her hair and nails done. That was a lot in one day and didn't register at the time.
On work days, Annie left early in the mornings and got back mid afternoon. Most mornings she'd be up and out the door without me knowing. But the next Monday I woke up enough to see her getting dressed in the bathroom. I noticed the dress she was sliding up her body was one of about three dresses that she wore for special dates that we went on. This day it was a short black cocktail dress with a low back. I just caught her sliding it up
her body over sheer black nylons and high heels. Her hair was perfect and her tan was awesome.
"You look awesome."
"Thanks."
"I can't wait to get home tonight."
"Go back to sleep" She flashed me her perfect smile.
Again, nothing unusual registered at the time. Thinking back though I can now piece some of this together.
That night she was super horny. I loved it and we
fucked like animals. It was rare that Annie would
initiate sex but that is what happened this night.
Again, I didn't catch anything unusual.
The next day was the softball day again. I didn't wake up with her in the morning but caught her that night. She had gone for drinks after work and was in a rush to fly into the house and change into shorts and her softball shirt to get to the game. This time I noticed that her work outfit was again one of her special date dresses, and, on her way out I noticed that the shorts she had chosen weren't the usual longer style that she wore but instead some daisy dukish shorts that I only
saw her wearing around the house.
"Are you sure the team is going to be able to play with you on the stands wearing those shorts?"
Annie flashed me that smile. "Don't worry, they will be crumpled up on the floor next to our bed in the morning."
To say that Annie was reserved would be an
understatement. She never made comments like that but when she did, it was instant hard on for me.
"If I'm sleeping, wake me up so I can help you take them off."
Out the door she went and I was still clueless. It just never occurred to me to be jealous.
That night She got home late, snuck into the bedroom and woke me by pulling the covers back. She was already naked and I was always naked in bed so she just slid her soft body up mine and bam, I was hard. She straddled me without saying anything and I felt her wet hole cover my cock. 10 minutes and it was over. We rolled over and went to sleep.
It was Wednesday and this is the day things would turn. For better or worse I can't really say yet.
The turn came early as I woke up just as Annie was
coming out of the bathroom ready to leave for work. I came to too quickly when I saw her outfit. This was the one that I would have bet a lot of money that she would have never have worn outside the house. It was my absolute favorite outfit.
Annie had a pair of very tight, very short dress
shorts. She had a perfect ass and these shorts were very tight against her. She again had the sheer black nylons and my absolute favorite fuck me high heals. They had the black felt strap that tied around her ankle. Her top showed her mid-drift and belly ring, and tied in the front. She was wearing a bra or I would have thought it was one of our hot sessions. She dressed in this outfit to turn me on, and only when I asked her.
"Whoa!"
Annie only slowed down a bit as she charged through the bedroom. "Can't talk, I'm late"
I heard the door shut and off she went.
It finally started to bleed through to me what might be going on. It wasn't a V-8 moment but it did start rolling in my mind what was going on. The outfit was a big deal. Prior to the last week Annie was a very average dresser now three days in the last week, I had caught her leaving for work in her sexiest apparel. Then I started thinking about hair, nails, extra tanning sessions, and the aggressive sex behavior she was demonstrating. My stomach was starting to turn. I started to get angry.
I wasn't an investigative partner but I checked around. Her panties seemed fine, I looked for notes, checked caller I.D....nothing.
All day at work I was distracted thinking about what might be going on. I wouldn't put it past Annie to flirt and dress sexy to try to get ahead in the job. Maybe that was it. I went back and forth trying to decide whether I should be upset. That day Annie got off at 3:30 so I left work and was home early at 2:30. With an hour to kill. I thought about sneaking in an orgasm but I was pretty distracted. I drifted in-between horny and concerned for about a half hour when
I heard the door open.
Annie was surprised. She was trying to cruise straight upstairs when I stopped her and told her she looked great. Was she thinking I hadn't noticed the outfit and was hoping she could change before I realized what she was wearing? If so, she was nuts.
I followed her right up stairs. I had to know what was going on but was playing it cool. After being pretty naïve, I finally had a plan. Not a great plan but at least something.
"What are you doing home so early?"
"After seeing you this morning I couldn't concentrate. I wanted to catch you as you came in so I could help you out of those clothes"
She was caught, at least with respect to her choice of clothes, and I could see the "I'm going to have to explain this one" look on her face. I didn't push. I slowly stripped her and helped her into bed. I know Annie and the worst thing I could do is attack her or even push to find out what was up. That is exactly what she hated in her prior relationships.
I began my plan by playing with her nipples which were rock hard. I started playing with them while she struggled to be the aggressor. It was always a struggle as Annie wanted my cock in her right away while I always teased her first. I moved down and started working on her clit with my tongue while also tugging at her nipples.
After about 15 minutes she was wiggling like crazy and begging me to fuck her. Annie's cunt always tasted great. She was always clean shaven as she knew that was one of my huge turn-on's. She was always clean. Annie has the best cunt with small lips and small folds that I love licking and teasing.
Anyway, I was way past the usual work up to wetness. Annie is always wet but I love to tease her which gets her dripping. At this point she was totally wild with her begging and struggling to take charge.
After a half hour or so I shifted up so I could talk to her while fingering her clit and cunt. She was supercharged. I had to keep stopping or she would cum.Once Annie cums she just wants to fuck to my end and doesn't like to talk. So I kept bringing her up and down.
In the past at this point we would talk about fantasies that she had involving her tied up, or some other wild fantasy but it was always about the two of us. We had never talked about anything but things she wanted to imagine about the two of us.
I was a complete mess. I was stressing her having an affair, I was angry thinking that she may have deceived me, and most of all I was hornier then I had ever been. Her body was tan against the sheets, she was writhing around in bed, great hips, long beautiful legs, her feet pointed, and oh I was a mess. She kept begging me to fuck her.
I was having a hard time starting the conversation and I think she knew something was up as I had probably never teased her for a half hour before fucking her. In fact, we had been making love more often lately versus fucking. Making love was making out, kissing and straight missionary sex. We had talked about it and usually agreed before we went at it whether we were going to make love or fuck.
I finally started in to find out what was going on. I had to be careful as if she thought I was accusing her she would shut down. Her answers would always be honest but she would go on the attack to avoid answering them and it would end in a fight.
"Was it fun wearing that outfit to work today?"
"Fuck me."
"Come on, it had to be a bit of a turn on to be dressed that sexy in public?"
"I guess so, did you like that?"
I had to gain her confidence but the butterflies were all over the place. It was my hard cock keeping me somewhat steady. I wanted to come hard and then question her but there was no way that would work.
"Of course I liked it, I get the hottie when she gets home."
"Please take me."
"No, tell me Annie, you must have gotten a lot of
attention today. Did you like that?"
"Yes, do you like that?"
This was almost enough to send me over the edge. We had never discussed anything like this and my cock was starting to bounce with my heart it was so hard. At the same time I was confused and concerned. I had to know more. "It turns me on to know that my girl is out there strutting her stuff, showing off her hot body"
"You like that?
I didn't know what to say but at least I was getting information. I was very afraid and embarrassed though that Annie might end up thinking I was a pervert. My dick and curiosity took over. "Yes, I like you dressing
like a slut at work. I can't tell you why but it turns me on."
"You want me to keep doing it?"
I am thinking well no but I have to keep this going. I was pulling her clit again and was pretty sure I had to slow this down. I pulled away and got the fuck me's again. "It's hot knowing that you are hot, dressed like a slut, probably doing your flirting thing and having all the guys in the office hard wanting what I have."
She was out of control now trying to pull me on top of her. Annie asked "what did you call me?"
"Was it dirty little slut?"
"Yeah, you want me to be your dirty little slut?"
"Tell me what you want Annie."
"I want to be your dirty little slut."
With that she starting cumming and there was no turning back. I knew instantly that I had lost my chance as no matter how hard I had fought it since we started dating, once I made her cum it was always a race to see how fast I could get inside of her and fill her with cum. She would not talk. I knew it.
As soon as my cock stretched in to that tight little cunt, I came and it was over.
After resting a bit we headed down to grab a bite to eat. I was now all about jealousy and anger as my dick was no longer protecting me from that. But I played it cool. My thoughts returned to "is she, isn't she, is she, isn't she".
At dinner at home with just my dress shirt on she was stunning as usual.
I didn't usually talk about sex or anything unless we were in the process. But Annie was all talk about anything, any time. Toward the end of dinner Annie reached up and undid a few buttons. Then she asked me "Do you really like me dressing as a slut?"
It was so strange to me that she would talk about that at the dinner table. Talking sex wasn't out of character, or saying things to turn me on wasn't out of character, but calling herself a slut rocked my world.
"Let's discuss this upstairs."
Annie smiled, stood up and undid the rest of her
buttons. She then smiled and walked past me and up
stairs. I followed immediately.
Annie went straight into the bathroom and started
brushing her teeth. This shocked me too as this was always the last thing she did at night and it was only 6:30. Just another weird moment for me.
She dropped the shirt and spread herself wide open on the bed. She pointed her toes and spread her legs. She looked tiny in the bed but her body was again so hot against those white sheets that I was out of my robe in a flash. I just wanted to fuck her but thought maybe I could get more information from her. Was she dressing hot and just teasing guys as a turn on?
Annie broke my concentration. "Do you like me dirty?"
Fuck! My dick was totally in charge again. "Yes."
"How dirty?"
I didn't realize this until later but she had seen her opening and was turning it around on me. She was trying to control me and the conversation and she herself had created the opening. I had to feed the fire to find out what I wanted. On the other hand, I was hot. I was enjoying this. "Very dirty"
Now she had her mouth on my cock. She was teasing me with her teeth. Then she stopped and looked up at me. "Tell me what you want."
She was trapping me and I had no alternative. I had become an animal. I lost sight of my prejudice against perverts, was still seeking information, but was totally aroused. This was the most sexually charged moment of my life.
"I want you wet and stretched open."
Now she was nearly swallowing my cock when she pulled out just long enough to say, "Tell me more."
How did this happen. If I told her that I want her
fucked and sloppy would she tell me if she was? Fuck!! More importantly, did I want her fucked open for me? I was starting to think so.
I went for broke. "I want you to dress like a slut and go out, and come home fucked open and sloppy for me."
This sent her on to cloud nine. She laid back and
jammed her hands down to her cunt. I know when she
works her cunt it is over in seconds so I quickly knelt down on the bed and grabbed her hands.
"Let me cum or fuck me now!"
I pulled her hands to me and lay down next to her. This was my chance to get her to talk.
"Do you want to be a dirty little slut, fuck another man, and bring your wet cunt to our bed?"
"I love you."
"I love you too but answer the question."
Annie was tough. "Do you want me to get fucked and
bring my wet slit home?"
Fucking A!!! She was going to get me to prompt this making it okay for her to fuck around? Shit. I thought maybe I could get her to be more specific so I kept going even though now I was horny and very concerned.
"Do you have any guys that you might want to fuck?"
Annie was quiet for a moment before she responded.
"Yeah."
Wholly shit I might actually get to what I want to
know. This was working but it was also making me nuts wanting to cum.
"Tell me about it Annie."
"I love you and don't want you to be mad. Nothing is happening but I can tell you there is a guy
interested."
"Who is it." I rubbed her clit hoping to keep her hot and talking.
"Ryan wants me really badly."
"The tall guy on the softball team?"
"Yes."
This bothered me a lot. He was young and very good
looking. Now he was chasing my wife and she was all caught up in that?
"How do you know?
"We talk and email at work a lot. We've gone to lunch a few times and talk after softball."
I moved down to her clit and I started to work it with my tongue. I wanted to keep her on the edge. I believed her but wanted her open and talking.
"That's hot." Not at all an easy thing to say. "Does my dirty little slut want to fuck Ryan and come home sloppy and wet for me?"
"Oh god I want you so bad. I love you and want you
inside of me right now!"
I took it up a couple of notches. I put the head of my cock at the very wet opening of her cunt and pushed just a little. Annie tried with all her might to push down and impale my cock but I had her pinned. I'd be in her when I decided. "Do you want Ryan's cock right here slut?"
"Oh god yes."
What the fuck does a guy do with that information? I mean what the fuck? In the span of a few hours I had gone from never thinking of this, to being jealous, worried concerned, angry, to nothing other then wanting my wife to be a slut for a young studs hard cock. At least I was less stressed out. Now I was only thinking
about two things, how hot it would be to fuck my sloppy second's wife, and burying my cock in Annie's cunt and fucking like an animal. I had given up on the rest of it and looking back later would realize that she, not I, brought us there.
"Do you think you could get Ryan to fuck you?"
"With a snap of my fingers, but do you think you'd
really be okay with that?"
Funny how things had turned. When she asked me that question she was rubbing my cock keeping me horny. She only wanted one answer and I was only going to give her one.
"I want you to come home fucked and sloppy wet."
"No condom?"
We never used one and were letting nature take its
course. Or not take its course as it had been going. This was such a clinical question in the middle of a fantasy. Was it a fantasy? Again that little hand with the French manicure was coaxing my cock for a certain answer.
"I want you sloppy with his cum."
I was done. I plunged into Annie and came so hard I saw stars. We came together.
Once the lust passed I asked her if she had been
dressing up and flirting with Ryan. She said she had basically because all the girls wanted him and her natural competitive spirit took over. She wanted his attention but wouldn't do anything with it. We agreed that this was just a fantasy session. It made me feel much better.
We talked quite a while. Annie told me they had talked a lot. When she said that he was a super great guy I felt my heart sink but I didn't say anything. I wanted to hear it all, and having acted it out thus far, I was collecting a lot of information.
They had been alone a lot more then I would have
imagined. According to Annie they had been emailing for weeks all day long during and after taking calls. It sounded like she knew everything about him. It was really weird hearing all this but I felt a special something inside me knowing that she was comfortable telling me all this. I definitely want that openness to continue.
I had to ask if they had kissed. There was just so much exchange between them that I couldn't imagine a guy not making a move on Annie. I held my breath.
"I am sorry but yes."
Oh my god, don't lose it man. You have to keep going. My heart was racing. Oh shit!
"Annie, you can tell me and it will be okay, have you fucked Ryan?"
"Close."
Ahhhhhh shit! I know the term is butterflies, but I had irritated lions in my stomach. How in the hell did this happen?
"How close?"
"Right there, as close as you can get, sorry."
Had she misled me earlier? She's being honest and I need that more then anything else in the world.
"Where?"
"Right about where you are laying one day at lunch."
"What stopped you?"
"My concerns, his concerns, time, protection."
"What are his concerns?"
"I'm married and he is afraid that he'd get hurt in the end."
"What were your concerns?"
"I love you and don't want to deceive you. That and I didn't want to get pregnant."
"So you just got up and went back to work?"
"I'm sorry, not exactly."
Without knowing it I had started pulling on her nipple. I was also hard as a rock and here came the waves of lust all over again. I didn't fight it like last time.
"Did my dirty little slut suck his cock?"
"He came down my throat."
That's it. I was up and after her again. Tonguing her nipples.
Annie started it off right away. "Would you like it if he had pushed into my cunt and fucked me full of his cum?"
"Oh yeah!"
"You want me to Fuck Ryan?"
"Yes!"
"Don't come home for lunch tomorrow."
I fucked the hell out of Annie and then didn't sleep much that night. I watched Annie dress in the morning. Another super hot number. We didn't talk as my dick was rock hard and I didn't want to ruin the moment. That day at work was the longest, hardest day of my life.
I was home when Annie came home. I tried to read her face but couldn't see anything. Without saying a word I took her up stairs. I stripped her out of her clothes and laid her on the bed. She stretched her legs out and raised her knees. I looked at her cunt but didn't see anything. "Finally I asked her, so how was your day?"
"Frustrating."
"Oh?"
Annie blurted it out. "We came back here for lunch like the last time and we started kissing and making out. Ryan told me that he never liked or wanted anyone as much as he wanted me. I tried to get him to go further but he said that he had been with a lot of women and was tired of fuck buddies. He said that as much as he wants me, it can't be fucking. He wants to make love or nothing. He won't fuck me."
That was weird. As a guy with a hot chick like Annie I was shocked that he wouldn't just take her. He must have had a lot of women to be that strong. I was a little disappointed and this surprised me.
"So, it's over?"
Annie was down which bothered me terribly. But she gave me more to think about. "Ryan told me that he wanted me to come to Dwayne's party tomorrow. He wants me to bring an overnight bag and be ready to move out of here Sunday. He said that we knew each other well enough now to know we are soul mates and that it was time to make love. He said that if I wasn't at Dwayne's he would know where this was going and he'd quit Monday so we wouldn't have to deal with seeing each other."
"wow." I'm sorry Annie. It would have been fun."
Things heated up and pretty soon I had Annie on the edge again. For some unexplainable reason I was trying to figure out how she could still get fucked by Ryan. She could fuck anyone she wanted but I was locked on her fucking this guy. Don't ask me to explain it as I can't.
"I want you to do me one last favor."
Annie responded "What?"
"I want you to pack an overnight bag, dress in your sexiest outfit, and go to the party."
Her body was on fire.
"Why would you ask me to do that. I can't make love to him, I'm married to you."
I knew Annie. She really couldn't make love to him and not mean it. Her principles wouldn't allow it. But I wanted her wet sooooo bad.
"Annie, you don't have to make love to him. I just want to know when you walk through the door tomorrow, that I am the winner. I am the luckiest guy in the world but this would really make me feel great. I want you to promise you will do this for me." I knew her answer as her little hand was really working my cock. Secretly, I wanted her to give in. I think she knew it but I never asked her.
"I promise."
I put the tip of my cock right at her entrance. I was hoping she would remember his cock right there. I was certain that that is what she was thinking about. I pushed in all the way and she gasped but I held my cock there deep inside her. I couldn't move or we would both cum.
"Annie, if you can't help it I will understand if you end up back at his place spreading your legs, kissing him deep, making love to him."
She was jerking, struggling. I knew this turned her on and she was getting out of control. The struggle was putting me over the edge also. I couldn't stand it.
"Annie, are you going to be in his bed making love to him tomorrow night?"
"Yes, I can't help it."
"Your going to give in aren't you, you are going to give yourself to him completely aren't you?"
"YES!!!"
"Your falling in love with him aren't you Annie? You want to give yourself to him?"
"YES, YES, Yes!!! I'm sorry but yes."
She was fucking wild and now we were really moving.
"Say it Annie."
"I'm going to make love to Ryan tomorrow night. I'm going to give myself to him, I am falling in love with him."
"You want him inside right now don't you?"
"Oh God Yes, I want him to cum inside me and impregnate me."
We both came hard.
After we had cooled down, Annie said "It is just a
fantasy; I am not going home with him tomorrow. We will be right here tomorrow night."
I smiled and soon we were both asleep.
I had seen a lot of hot women in my life but nothing compared with how Annie looked when she walked out Friday. I took the day off. No way could I work through this. She had a very short fly away skirt, the kind that lifts in the lightest breeze. See through high heels and a tie shirt that was only enough material to cover her chest and tie. She wasn't wearing a bra. With
her tan and blonde hair, awesome legs, she was a
scorcher.
"Wow!"
"Maybe he will just fuck me?"
"I would err, ah will."
I walked over to her and reached under her skirt. It barely reached the end of her ass and mound so it wasn't a long reach. Underneath her skirt was a skimpy pair of panties. I pulled them down and she stepped out of them.
"What are you up to?"
"If you really are going to go for the fuck you might as well show him some of what you have to offer. Make sure he gets a good look a few times today." With that, Annie flashed her smile, kissed me, and left.
In just two days we had gone from cool to crazy out of control and sex starved. I came three times over the course of a couple of hours before I decided to go to the party. I knew all these guys and couldn't help but drop in.
The jealousy, anger, worry was all gone. It was all about Annie becoming a slut now. Never did it occur to me for her to fuck anyone else. I wanted her wet and impregnated with Ryan's come. The fact that she might give herself to him completely only worked as an additional turn on.
When I got to the party, I talked to a few guys and they hinted that Annie and Ryan were being close so to speak. Annie was surprised and I think disappointed that I had shown up. She suggested that my being there was bad for the plan and I told her I couldn't help it but would take off soon.
When I wasn't by Annie she was with Ryan. I could see her with her legs open only where Ryan could see. They disappeared a few times into the house and her nipples were hard the whole time I was there.
I had checked Annie's car and her overnight bag wasn't in the back. I asked her about this and she said that Ryan had insisted that he sneak out and move it into his car. She said that she told him that she hadn't made up her mind yet but I didn't believe her. For the first time ever I think she was lying to me.
I way overstayed my welcome with Annie and at one point her and Ryan were walking toward the cars. I yelled out to Annie to come here for a minute and she said she'd be right back. I said it would only take a second.
Annie walked back to me and followed me into the
bathroom.
"Annie, where you going?" I wasn't jealous but was
dying to hear that she had given in.
"Dwayne's music sucks. We are just going to go pick up some CD's at Ryan's."
I lifted her onto the sink and put my hand between her legs. She was sopping wet. She tried to push my hand away but I persisted. I started playing with her clit as I knew it was the only way to get the truth.
"You aren't going for CD's are you?"
"Yes we are."
I could tell that the response was not real.
"You are going to give yourself to him aren't you
slut."
The slut got her.
"Yes."
"Are you going to his place to make love to him?"
"Yes."
"Say it."
"If I do will you let me go?"
"Yes."
"I'm going to Ryan's to make love to him. I will make love to him all weekend long and I hope he impregnates me with his baby. I will pick up my clothes on Sunday. I am in love with him and I can't wait for his cock any longer."
I was cumming. "Go be his slut."
She was gone.
When Annie came home Sunday she could barely walk. I wanted to fuck her in the worst way but she was cool to me and no way was she going to let me get close to her.
"Did you and Ryan have a good time this weekend?"
"It was awesome. I'm Sorry Dan."
"Let me know when you need to get fucked."
She didn't say anything and a couple of suitcases
later, she was gone. I can't orgasm to any other
thought then thinking about Ryan finally pushing into Annie's tight little cunt.
Here is an update:
Annie had taken a lover and actually moved in with him. Ryan. What had evolved into an extremely exciting sexually charged event, in the end, led her away from me. Whereas Annie had seduced me in to prompting her to make love to Ryan, the weeks after she left with him were all about drama.
A slight reminder, Annie and I are 9 years apart and at the time she left me, and right now she was a very beautiful 21 year old girl. She is blond and tan with a very slight figure of between 105 and 110 pounds. She keeps her tan up, has a smaller chest but the biggest and best nipples on planet earth. I haven’t mentioned that she has brilliant green eyes, a beautiful smile with great white teeth. She is always clean shaven and very clean.
Anyway, the weeks that followed our sharing of her body with Ryan, a tall, fit, blond coworker who was 22 at the time, were filled with emotional desperation. I was desperate to have her back, I was desperate to have her in my bed, I was desperate to push inside her used cunt. I was just plain desperate and emotionally I think I was on the verge of a break down.
I didn’t handle my emotions well at all. If you have been here you might understand how this situation might change your approach to everything in your life. I was working my cock constantly thinking about Ryan burying his cock down her throat, deep inside her cunt, cumming in her unprotected, using her as he pleases. While it was exciting when I was hard and my cock was in charge, it was frustrating that I couldn’t partake, and after I’d cum I either sunk into depression or got very angry. The problem was that I wasn’t sure who to be angry with.
After two weeks of these incredible emotional ups and downs I had landed on this outcome. Annie was going to have an affair with Ryan with or without my permission. They were close to fucking before I even knew what was going on. They had kissed and Annie had given Ryan a blow job long before I had coaxed Annie into revealing the situation. Where you might say that I had encouraged her to take a lover, I had come to the conclusion that I wasn’t to blame as Annie, with her little hand and French manicure, her mouth, and her cunt, had seduced me and taken charge of the situation.
When the excitement of the situation started to ease, the anger finally started to seep in and I blamed her and Ryan for losing Annie. When I say the excitement eased, it was only a little as I was still working my own cock at a world record rate thinking about Annie spread out in Ryan’s bed with his cum running out of her tight little cunt. But, in moments where I wasn’t consumed with this thought, my anger was boiling over.
For these two weeks Annie was sneaking into the house when I was at work taking various things, mainly clothes. Aside from quitting my job or changing the locks I was helpless to stop her from slipping further away from me. I still thought that she would be back any day and this would be over, but each time something was missing, my heart sank or I became angrier. I will never forget the day I looked in her lingerie drawer and saw all the sexy outfits missing. Arrg.
When I wasn’t angry with her for leaving, I was angry that I didn’t get the sloppy seconds payoff that I craved.
When we talked on very brief exchanges by phone over these two weeks, she kept apologizing, while on the phone my dick would get hard as I tried to figure out how to get the salacious details of their fucking. It never happened. Of course the competing thought was, when are you going to come see me or come home. I couldn’t get past my dick to get into that and she kept these discussions very short.
By the third week, again as the excitement started to wane at least a little, my bad self took over. My life had previously been guided by the principle of live and let live. What Annie loved about me most and what created my opportunity to be with her in the first place was a lack of jealousy, and a lack of any desire to try to control her. Her prior boyfriends had all tried to control her and that is what created an appreciation for our relationship and marriage.
If only I had known. The third week when my desire to control the situation and Annie had taken over, at the same time Ryan was revealing himself to be the worst green monster Annie had ever dated. Had I let this play out she would have come back to me and probably loved me more then ever. However, I crossed the line.
Annie became quickly disenchanted with Ryan. When she called to talk I was angry and said a bushel of things I shouldn’t have said. I never allowed her the opportunity to share her unhappiness with Ryan’s control issues and a golden opportunity was lost. I didn’t know that until later. I demanded that she come home which was the worst possible tactic to take. This probably extended her vacation from our bed an additional week and put her in a very bad position as being totally lost. I think the only reason she returned after nearly a month was what she remembered about our relationship in the past. She certainly wasn’t returning to the guy I currently was.
If you consider a relationship as a thousand levers on a wall, the one I pulled with respect to controlling her during her vacation from our marriage, was a one way lever in her head that could never be returned to the safe position. When Annie returned while we both made nice, I could tell there was one tiny change in her eyes which might always be there. She was mad at me for trying to control the situation after she had left and I could tell. I had also said some terrible things during that time.
So, my goal was to be the best I could be at supporting her independence and making sure she understood how much I cared for her. At the same time I wanted all the details of the fucking and wanted desperately to get into her used cunt.
There wasn’t any intimacy the first night and I suspected that this was some sort of punishment for my behavior. We talked a lot and she shared with me how Ryan had been jealous of everyone. He even accused her of having sex with me at the house. I wish but I did smile. It was easy to see that our trust wasn’t the same as a few of her comments were guarded.
The second night, about a month after she had made love to Ryan, we laid down in bed to be intimate. I wanted it all. I wanted all the details of their love making, I wanted to know how hard she came on his cock, I wanted to know how much of his cum she swallowed. I wanted to know if she was pregnant and that was about the only topic we covered. She wasn’t. With a hard cock in her hand I didn’t know if that was good or bad but somewhere inside me I was relieved. In fact, I found out later that Annie had gone onto the pill. I think she did that as she wasn’t sure about either of us any longer.
I was desperately trying to remain cool and only make love to her deeply. I wanted her to pick me above all others and thought that I was laying the ground work for a once again great relationship. So, I held these thoughts in check with all my might. It was probably the biggest challenge I’ve ever had as every time I pushed into her I was thinking about her dirty cunt and wondering if there were still any of Ryan’s cum in her.
At the same time her phone was ringing or denoting texts constantly from Ryan who wanted her back. She was going to work each day and it was eating away at me. As a result I became suspicious and didn’t exactly trust her. It was funny but I was suspicious and concerned and a little turned on that she might be out there still fucking Ryan somewhere. The few comments I let slip about what she did after work today or what did Ryan want on that call served to change our relationship forever. Annie and I would never have the connection we once had. But, even after realizing what I was doing when I lightly challenged her, I would do it again the next day. I would try to make it up to her by being more loving but that started to annoy her. The relationship was getting away from us.
About a week after Annie returned we fucked for the first time. You might remember that when Annie and I went at it we usually knew whether we were going to make love, which was the quiet close body on body touching, or whether we were going to fuck which was about speaking our fantasies, her sucking my cock, or many different positions. I longed for fucking her and finally it was time. How did I know, it was just a look and the way she spreads her tiny little body for me on the sheets.
Of course, knowing we were going to fuck and bringing up her fucking Ryan were a long ways apart in my mind. I wanted to get into the details of how she was a slut but how?
I went down on her and got her body moving. Of course I was hoping I was giving her the best oral of her life and I felt good about how her body was moving. I wanted to jump up and give her the best fuck of her life to prove to her that I was the one she wanted. I didn’t, I was going to get into the good stuff, I wanted to hear how dirty she was.
“fuck me!”
“oh Annie, you need to be punished before I finally fuck you. I’m going to keep you on the edge for a long time tonight”. Thank god I had gotten myself off a few times that day as she had her long beautiful legs stretched wide open for me and I could see her tiny slit was dripping. Her toes were pointed and her nipples were standing erect. This was still very difficult as I wanted to fuck the hell out of her.
“punished for what?”
A leading question to say the least. Whereas in the past I would have been more coy, I had been waiting for this so long I just plain let it fly.
“for being a dirty little slut”
God she loved that. Her body was on fire and she was reaching for my cock. She got her hand on my cock before she spoke. And, she was working it.
“how do you like me as a used slut?”
Finally. My moment. My mind relaxed as I went to a place that was very simple. It was the first time I could relax my thoughts in over a month as everything in there focused on one simple thing, mad lust.
“love it”
“It doesn’t seem like it”
“Annie, I am sooo sorry that I got all caught up with my emotions, but you are soooo hot.” Not bad considering the situation. Probably not what she wanted to hear but I hoped she heard me.
“Are you excited?”
Dumb question as she could easily feel my heart with her hand tightly wrapped around my cock.
“I have never been this excited in my life”
“What has you so excited”
That was a fun question but the real fun was the devilish smile and look on her face as she said it.
“I like you dirty”
“You like it that I would go out and stretch my cunt over another man’s cock”
Oh boy.
“Yes”
“So what were you thinking about when I left Duke’s house with Ryan?”
“I was thinking about how you would feel when his cock finally pushed into you”
“ummmm, do you want to know?”
Thank god I didn’t have to dig.
“oh god yes”
“Ryan has a very big cock and when he pushed into me he stretched me wide open and slide so deep into me. I wanted it so bad and it was awesome.”
She was saying Ryan had a bigger cock then me and she was being so open that I felt like she had lost some respect for me along the way. She would have never been so direct or let any type of insult occur to me in any way. I have a nice cock and am a very good lover. I had to focus so I pushed this thought away and got back to the simple grind.
“Did you cum on his cock?”
“That first weekend I came more times then I can count. My cunt and throat was full of his cum all weekend. We never left his bed.”
Sheesh. If I wasn’t so excited I would have thought, and did later, that she was punishing me.
“How did you like being a whore for cock?”
“Do you like me as a slut for cock?”
God. Is this over? Is she still thinking about Ryan’s cock or maybe someone else’s. The clutter was back in my mind and that shit now took over. This was a really really huge moment and would set the stage for the next year and a half.
“I like you in my bed and want to have you all to myself”
With that I pushed as deep into her as I possibly could and fuck her like an animal until I was satisfied that I had given her the best fucking anyone ever has. I doubt it was true but I had to believe it myself.
Ryan quit Annie’s work shortly after she returned home and finally stopped calling and texting about three months after she was home. For the next year we simply had an average relationship and connection. I was always suspicious, popped in on her at home whenever I could, watched her phone records for Ryan or other callers, was at nearly every event she ever participated in for work or otherwise, and was killing the relationship. About 6 months after she had returned I started to trust her again and month by month I got better to the point where after a year, we were starting to be o.k.
We still had one HUGE problem. We were fucking more the making love and I could not, no matter how hard I tried, stop thinking about Annie being a slut. We had covered every detail of her and Ryan and it was the biggest turn on in my life. Now whenever we fucked or made love I wanted to encourage her to open her cunt for another man, especially Ryan, but I packed that away as best I could. On three drunk occasions I had let go over that year which always landed with a discussion the next day.
The first time we were drunk and I asked her if she had truly made love to Ryan which she responded that she had. I asked her if she had been in love with Ryan and she had been. I asked her if she was still in love with Ryan as I was digging to see if they were still talking and she didn’t answer. I asked if she still wanted his cock and she said that it would be fun.
The next day she asked me in a serious tone why I had brought that up and I shrugged it off as fantasy drunk talk. It didn’t sell well but it made it go away. During this time she really didn’t get too excited when this came up. Like I said it was maybe three times over the year where I brought it up hard and excited about her going to Ryan’s, fucking him and bringing her wet cunt home. Each time was fun but each next day was difficult.
I fantasized about asking her to promise me that she would try to get back into his bed and back on his cock. The thing I feared the most was also the most exciting.
I thought Ryan was in the wake other then fantasizing about her being with him again. Although the thought of Ryan making love to my wife again consumed nearly all of my fantasies when I came with her or by myself, I was starting to think about how she dressed which was now more alluring, and what could happen with other guys. Then one day she brought Ryan’s name into a conversation outside of bed. Other then me thinking about him when we fucked, his name had not come up in a few months.
“I wanted to tell you that Ryan called today”
Easy boy. Get angry and this shit is going underground if it already wasn’t.
“Thank you for telling me, that means a lot to me. What’s up with him?”
“He was so down. He just finally broke it off with that bitch Rachel from work. Or, maybe she broke it off. It sounded like he was up to his old tricks of trying to control her and she got fed up. Rachel talked to me a few times about how possessive Ryan was and even though he said he ended it because of her drinking, I think it was her. That slut didn’t deserve him either way. She should have stayed with him. She isn’t going to find a better partner. He was so down and I don’t get it.”
Hmmmm. I was back to needing to be very careful in choosing my next words. To say the least there was a lot going on in my head and I could also feel my cock twitching. To hear Annie talk about Ryan demonstrating a little emotional connection to him made me angry, made my heart sink, and was starting to make me really horny. I wanted to ask how long they talked and I wanted to know every detail but there was no way I was going to get there. Taking any type of jealousy or controlling role would end our relationship.
“Well, I get why he wanted to talk to you as you are a great listener.”
I am a dork.
“Thanks. I feel bad for him. We talked about the whole control issue and he gets the fact that it gets in the way of him having strong relationships. Even though he knows this I don’t think he will ever change.”
I had to shift in my chair or Annie was going to notice a big hard on. Where was this coming from. I was thinking about Ryan pumping his big cock into her again. Oh boy.
The horny devil in me was rising to the occasion.
“I am sure he will have a new girl in his bed in no time. From what you told me he needs to have someone in his life, or at least on the end of his cock all the time.”
I was proud of myself. All the torture Annie had inflicted on me…. I was going to have some fun.
“I don’t think that is true.”
We were having a very unusual conversation about how she felt about her x lover. This was weird.
“Oh come on Annie. Ryan is a disaster but he is a good looking guy and he will pick someone to fill his bed in days.”
I certainly didn’t expect this to be this much fun, but the look on her face was a blast. I was being a little mean. Here was someone she cared about, and I was playing on her extraordinary competitive nature. I could see her getting agitated with the thought that someone else would nurse his wounds so to speak. I was turning the knife but my rock hard cock must have had a point.
“That would be the wrong thing for him to do right now. He needs to stay single for a while and reflect on his situation.”
“He wont, but whatever. He is lucky to have been able to talk to someone about this.”
“He suggested that we get together but I told him you wouldn’t appreciate that.”
O.K. here come all the complications again. My cock was straining to get out of my pants, my feelings were a mess, and I wasn’t sure what to say.
“I am sorry, but with all that has gone on, he’s right.”
I was watching her face so closely that I think it made her uncomfortable. It was when she looked away that I caught the fleeting expression that this was not the outcome she was hoping for. Did this mean they would go underground. I wasn’t mean or accusatory but it was an edgy response.
That ended the Ryan discussion until that night when Annie had pulled out all the stops with her best shear black nylon nighty, and KY. When I had her naked and was on her orally for a while she pulled out the KY and put some on her hand. She got a hold of my cock and was giving me the best hand job of my life. Her small tan hand was gently sliding up and down my shaft and when I looked at her I saw a determination I have never seen before. I was in terrible trouble, or this was going to be extremely exciting.
Then she started in, “What do you want?”
I knew beyond any shadow of a doubt that she would always be the master and I would always be the slave. No matter how many scenarios or plans I laid out in my head she would always be the one driving the bus. Her body, her tight thin cunt, her beautiful sexy green eyes, the blond hair and French manicure on that sweet little right hand will always prevail. Annie will always have anything she wants and my guess is that is true for any relationship she has now, or in the future. She can control any normal man because she is so fucking hot. As long as I am with her I will be terrorized and excited.
“I want you wet in my bed so I can slide into you”
“What do you want me to do?”
“I want you to stretch your cunt, fill it will cum, come home, pull the covers back and slide your cunt onto my shaft. I want you to be slippery and wet.”
“You want me to get fucked?”
Her hand was doing all the work. She really didn’t need to say anything as I would have taken us there on my own. All she needed was her right hand. But, I wasn’t going to make it easy. It was too exciting to make her take us there.
“I want you to find a guy with his own place where you can be the woman he dumps his cum into. I want you to make your cunt available for your lover whenever he needs to let go.”
“Who?”
Man she was really working my cock and I had to pull her hand away or I would certainly cum.
“I want you to find someone who wants to be in your cunt all the time. How long would it take you to find a lover?”
“A snap of my fingers”
“Who?”
I knew the answer but this was fun and exciting.
“I don’t think you would like it.”
She was reaching for my cock but I was staying away from that. She didn’t know it but I didn’t need any coaxing.
“You can tell me.”
‘I really don’t think you will like it.”
“I can assure you that you can tell me and I will like it.”
We both knew exactly what we were talking about and neither of us wanted to be the first to say his name. I continued…
“How about this. How about you tell me who you want in your cunt and I make you promise me right now that you will go and get it? Promise me that whoever you say you will make love to.”
That last bit about making love turned the heat up. The thought of Annie giving herself to another man completely gave both of us an extra sexual high.
“I promise”
“Who do you want in your cunt slut? Who do you promise to make love to? No matter who you say I want you on his cock soon.”
“It could happen fast.”
“Do you promise to make love to him?”
“Yes”
She was eating this up as I was barely handling her body and it was grinding away. She kept trying to get her hands to her cunt but I wouldn’t let her. I knew if she came we would have to get all the way back here later tonight or tomorrow before we would complete a deal to get her used.
“Do you promise to be there for his cock whenever he needs you?”
“God yes”
The slave was the master if only for the moment. I decided to keep the master’s chair for a while.
I moved on top of her. She asked what I was doing and I said I was going to fuck her dirty little cunt. She struggled and asked what I wanted and I said “this”, as I pushed into her and fucked her until I came.
Later that night she made a move to start the whole thing over again but I resisted and told her I had to get some sleep. There was some other excuse I can’t remember as I was sleeping as soundly as I had in a year.
Annie put her fuck me outfit on for work the next day. I didn’t say a word as I just watched her slide her sheer black nylons up those beautiful legs. The ankle tie shoes and the mid drift sheer black shirt with the design over her bra was outstanding. There were the super short, super tight black shorts. Arrg. I wanted to fuck her right then but this was just too much fun. She was making sure I saw her dress. Why? I wondered but smiled to myself.
At work I didn’t know what to expect and my thoughts led me home before she got off. I had planned to make a tour to the normal hang outs to see where they hooked up and just to confirm that they were fucking again. But, before I could leave Annie popped in the door.
“Hi.”
She wasn’t surprised I was home and took my hand and led me upstairs. She was determined to get right to it. Looking back I think Annie needed me to prompt her being a slut so that in her own mind she could blame me for her indiscretions. She set the tone right away.
“I thought I should tell you that Ryan called me again today and he really wants to get together.”
I stopped undressing and took her hand. Man she looked hot in her bra, nylons and shoes. I noticed she wasn’t wearing panties.
I looked in her eyes.
“Look, I get that you want to help people when they are down. You always have and I get that you have a great heart. If you need to see Ryan and talk that’s fine. Just pick an out of the way bar so that we don’t have to deal with rumors about you and him again. Promise me you will call me before you leave the bar as I don’t want you drinking and driving.”
I have never brought this up in either story but Annie and I have always made sure that if one of us were out we would call before driving home just to insure our partner that we were o.k.. For me this was great as I could sleep until she called and only worry for the 15 or 20 minutes she drove home. Many times, one of us went and picked up the other just to be safe. So, this wasn’t an out of the ordinary request. She lit up and promised enthusiastically. Maybe a little too enthusiastically.
We finished the undressing and went right to the torture. I tortured her by keeping her on the edge and she tortured me by dancing all around fucking Ryan. This was a repeat of last night where I said, promise me you will take a lover who will be in your cunt whenever he needs to be. I want you wet and stretched all the time. I made her promise that she would find someone who would allow her to spend the night or a couple of nights each week milking his cock. She kept promising and kept asking who. And I kept being evasive knowing that she would be in Ryan’s bed very soon.
The next day I again came home early. It was Friday so that wasn’t as unusual. After the small talk she started to lay some ground work.
“I talked to Ryan today and he wanted to get together tonight after he gets off?”
“Annie, that’s fine. Where are you going to go?”
“He suggested that Torino’s has a band and he hasn’t been there in a while. I told him I would run it past you and if you were cool with it, I’d meet him there at 8:00.”
“Annie, stop saying that you have to run it past me. I trust you more then ever.”
Not
“I love you. Thanks”
Annie ducked downstairs and made a call. Later she started to put a middle of the road outfit on but I stopped her.
“Annie, please do me a favor. For all the trouble Ryan caused in my life, I’d like him to see what it is I have and he can’t have. Could you pick out something super sexy? I apologize, but It’s kind of cool for me to rub you in his face so to speak.”
She didn’t have to be told twice and oh man what an outfit. I think the sexiness of the situation and the out of the way bar put her on steroids. Annie had picked up a see through short skirt that was to die for. It wasn’t completely transparent but if you saw it in the right light you could see right through it. She wore it out a couple of times with me but always wore tights so there wasn’t anything to out there to look at.
This time she wore thigh high sheer stockings with a seam. In a dull light didn’t matter but in any other light you could clearly tell where the hose ended and what type of panties she was wearing. Which, at this point she wasn’t. She asked me to help her pick out some panties that I would like to take off later when she got home, and I suggested that she save me the trouble and go without. Obviously not a problem for her as she just kept moving.
Her mid-drift was showing and I could just barely make out her areolas through her grey thin blouse. No bra. I loved it.
She was on her way out the door.
“Annie, please promise to call me.”
“I promise” and there was that beautiful smile as she exited the house.”
I came 7 times before 2 am and never considered going to bed. Torino’s had a 2am liquor license but the call didn’t come in until 3:00.
“Hi.”
“Were you awake still?”
“I dosed off a couple of times but you know I worry about you driving.”
“Yeah. Well I am on my way.”
“Are you going to follow Ryan?”
“He doesn’t live by us anymore. You know that.”
“I do know that.”
“What are you saying?”
“Well I knew you guys wanted to talk and was thinking that the bar must have been pretty loud and maybe tough to have a talk. I thought you might want more quiet time and I also thought that you would appreciate the fact that I trust you enough to let you talk at his place.”
“I love you”
“And, I love you. Just please call me before you leave his place.”
“I’m done drinking and haven’t had that much to drink. Why don’t you just go to bed?”
“I will if you promise to call me before you leave his place. Please.”
“Will do. I promise.”
She didn’t have to answer me or ask Ryan if it was cool for her to come over to his place for a while. I knew that and so did they.
At 6:30am the phone rang. I hadn’t slept as all I could think about was Annie in his bed with her legs wide open for him.
“I am on my way.”
“Have you been drinking any more?”
“No. I’m fine.”
I was in bed when she came in the door 20 minutes later. I listened to her walk around and then there wasn’t any noise. I went down stairs to see where she was and she was asleep curled up on the couch. She looked super hot and the only real difference I noticed then was that her thigh highs were gone.
I woke her up gently and walked her to the stairs. She was a little groggy and flopped into bed with her clothes on. Not good enough for me. I undressed her and rolled her over and opened her legs. She was either very tired or acting very tired but when I spread her legs she sat straight up and said what are you doing?
“I want to be inside of you.”
“I am too tired, let’s wait until tomorrow.”
“How about you go to sleep and I will take care of my own business?”
“Please, let’s just wait until tomorrow.”
Too late as my finger was on her slippery swollen clit. I started to lick her cunt and could taste Ryan’s cum. Her cunt was dripping with his cum and there was dried cum on the insides of her thighs. For some strange reason I wanted her to sit on my face and let his cum drain into my mouth. She was so fucking dirty.
“What do you want?”
“You know what I want.”
“Tell me.”
“I want you to bring your wet stretched out cunt home to me so I can slide into your cunt and feel it full of cum.
‘I did.”
“You did what?”
“I am wet for you.”
I was completely out of control. I jumped her and started fucking her wet cunt. Her cunt was like a wet furnace. It was used and full of cum and not nearly as tight as it usually was around my cock. I loved it. Annie kept talking for the two minutes it took to cum.
“How do you like your slut now?”
“Can you feel Ryan’s cum inside me?”
“Am I stretched out for you? His cock is soooo big.”
I got out only one response before I came. “do you promise to keep making love to him?”
“Oh god yes, every chance I get.”
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This is my story about how my wife seduced me into
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her was yes. (MMF, reluc, mc)
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Annie is the love of my life. I never thought I would share this story but anonymously it is okay.
This is a true story. You can say yeah, right but I
think when you are done you might realize that it is indeed true. That is, if you have ever been a similar
situation.
Annie and I worked together when I was 28 and she was 20. By the time she was 20 we had found each other, fallen in love, and gotten married. Her parents were not happy about it but it is what it is. Over time I think they have really gotten to like me.
I think or thought at the time Annie was gold digging as she was the hottest girl in my department, I was her bosses', bosses' boss and I showed interest in her. In the call center I bumped her up to trainer where I could spend more time with her and eventually one thing
led to another and we were off and running. I think the key to our relationship then was that I had gotten beyond those insecurities you feel when you are young and she really appreciated having a boyfriend who was attractive, successful and especially not controlling.
Annie is always between 105 and 110 pounds. She is
blonde with beautiful green eyes, always tan, and keeps her French manicure up to date on both her hands and feet. She doesn't have a large chest but she has the largest nipples I've ever seen. They are also very sensitive and handy. Needless to say Annie rarely dresses without a bra.
I should mention that Annie is a boy's girl. Most of her friends growing up and currently are boys. She is also a flirt but she has great integrity and never ever lies. She is an incredibly principled person. She is mature for her age in some ways and not in others. Anyway, she always had guys swarming around her wherever she went but I got a sense that the guys who knew her liked her but never imagined they would get her into the sack.
When she flirted it never bothered me. It is just the way she was and I never had it sense that it ever went any farther. Again, Annie has very strong integrity and commits fully to her friends and me.
As the wedding approached we decided it would be better for her to take a position with another company. She started working with a company that I was familiar with. As a call center I knew it was a little rougher crowd but it was also close to home and the money was very good.
Fast forward about 6 months. We are married, the sex is great, and we are very happy.
Of course Annie quickly became a hit with the guys at the office. Along with being a strong friend to anyone honest, she was quick witted and very funny. She got off early, partied after work, went out with the gang, and sometimes I found a bunch of folks in the basement playing pool and pounding beers. She was becoming one of the guys but I was certain that nothing was going on. In fact it never occurred to me to be concerned. That was the way it was with her and in the end, it was true. There was nothing going on.
Sometime in July of 2007 things took a turn. Annie was 21 and super hot. I felt like I was king of the world, especially around my friends. They knew her well enough to know that they could flirt all they wanted but they couldn't overcome her principles.
Annie had taken on the role of mascot and score keeper for the softball team at work. She always dressed hot but not slutty. I doubt any guy on the team or the other team for that matter ever didn't know where she was as everybody paid attention to her.
Sometimes she'd be home right after the game, and
sometimes it would be late as it depended on how much beer was left in the parking lot for after the game. She always called to let me know if she'd be late.
I caught a few games. I was at one in July when I
noticed a new player in the outfield. I asked Annie about him and she said his name was Ryan. Ryan was a strappin lad. Tall, blonde, built, and a nice guy. I talked with him a bit over beers that night after the game.
The games were on Tuesday. Friday Annie went tanning, and got her hair and nails done. That was a lot in one day and didn't register at the time.
On work days, Annie left early in the mornings and got back mid afternoon. Most mornings she'd be up and out the door without me knowing. But the next Monday I woke up enough to see her getting dressed in the bathroom. I noticed the dress she was sliding up her body was one of about three dresses that she wore for special dates that we went on. This day it was a short black cocktail dress with a low back. I just caught her sliding it up
her body over sheer black nylons and high heels. Her hair was perfect and her tan was awesome.
"You look awesome."
"Thanks."
"I can't wait to get home tonight."
"Go back to sleep" She flashed me her perfect smile.
Again, nothing unusual registered at the time. Thinking back though I can now piece some of this together.
That night she was super horny. I loved it and we
fucked like animals. It was rare that Annie would
initiate sex but that is what happened this night.
Again, I didn't catch anything unusual.
The next day was the softball day again. I didn't wake up with her in the morning but caught her that night. She had gone for drinks after work and was in a rush to fly into the house and change into shorts and her softball shirt to get to the game. This time I noticed that her work outfit was again one of her special date dresses, and, on her way out I noticed that the shorts she had chosen weren't the usual longer style that she wore but instead some daisy dukish shorts that I only
saw her wearing around the house.
"Are you sure the team is going to be able to play with you on the stands wearing those shorts?"
Annie flashed me that smile. "Don't worry, they will be crumpled up on the floor next to our bed in the morning."
To say that Annie was reserved would be an
understatement. She never made comments like that but when she did, it was instant hard on for me.
"If I'm sleeping, wake me up so I can help you take them off."
Out the door she went and I was still clueless. It just never occurred to me to be jealous.
That night She got home late, snuck into the bedroom and woke me by pulling the covers back. She was already naked and I was always naked in bed so she just slid her soft body up mine and bam, I was hard. She straddled me without saying anything and I felt her wet hole cover my cock. 10 minutes and it was over. We rolled over and went to sleep.
It was Wednesday and this is the day things would turn. For better or worse I can't really say yet.
The turn came early as I woke up just as Annie was
coming out of the bathroom ready to leave for work. I came to too quickly when I saw her outfit. This was the one that I would have bet a lot of money that she would have never have worn outside the house. It was my absolute favorite outfit.
Annie had a pair of very tight, very short dress
shorts. She had a perfect ass and these shorts were very tight against her. She again had the sheer black nylons and my absolute favorite fuck me high heals. They had the black felt strap that tied around her ankle. Her top showed her mid-drift and belly ring, and tied in the front. She was wearing a bra or I would have thought it was one of our hot sessions. She dressed in this outfit to turn me on, and only when I asked her.
"Whoa!"
Annie only slowed down a bit as she charged through the bedroom. "Can't talk, I'm late"
I heard the door shut and off she went.
It finally started to bleed through to me what might be going on. It wasn't a V-8 moment but it did start rolling in my mind what was going on. The outfit was a big deal. Prior to the last week Annie was a very average dresser now three days in the last week, I had caught her leaving for work in her sexiest apparel. Then I started thinking about hair, nails, extra tanning sessions, and the aggressive sex behavior she was demonstrating. My stomach was starting to turn. I started to get angry.
I wasn't an investigative partner but I checked around. Her panties seemed fine, I looked for notes, checked caller I.D....nothing.
All day at work I was distracted thinking about what might be going on. I wouldn't put it past Annie to flirt and dress sexy to try to get ahead in the job. Maybe that was it. I went back and forth trying to decide whether I should be upset. That day Annie got off at 3:30 so I left work and was home early at 2:30. With an hour to kill. I thought about sneaking in an orgasm but I was pretty distracted. I drifted in-between horny and concerned for about a half hour when
I heard the door open.
Annie was surprised. She was trying to cruise straight upstairs when I stopped her and told her she looked great. Was she thinking I hadn't noticed the outfit and was hoping she could change before I realized what she was wearing? If so, she was nuts.
I followed her right up stairs. I had to know what was going on but was playing it cool. After being pretty naïve, I finally had a plan. Not a great plan but at least something.
"What are you doing home so early?"
"After seeing you this morning I couldn't concentrate. I wanted to catch you as you came in so I could help you out of those clothes"
She was caught, at least with respect to her choice of clothes, and I could see the "I'm going to have to explain this one" look on her face. I didn't push. I slowly stripped her and helped her into bed. I know Annie and the worst thing I could do is attack her or even push to find out what was up. That is exactly what she hated in her prior relationships.
I began my plan by playing with her nipples which were rock hard. I started playing with them while she struggled to be the aggressor. It was always a struggle as Annie wanted my cock in her right away while I always teased her first. I moved down and started working on her clit with my tongue while also tugging at her nipples.
After about 15 minutes she was wiggling like crazy and begging me to fuck her. Annie's cunt always tasted great. She was always clean shaven as she knew that was one of my huge turn-on's. She was always clean. Annie has the best cunt with small lips and small folds that I love licking and teasing.
Anyway, I was way past the usual work up to wetness. Annie is always wet but I love to tease her which gets her dripping. At this point she was totally wild with her begging and struggling to take charge.
After a half hour or so I shifted up so I could talk to her while fingering her clit and cunt. She was supercharged. I had to keep stopping or she would cum.Once Annie cums she just wants to fuck to my end and doesn't like to talk. So I kept bringing her up and down.
In the past at this point we would talk about fantasies that she had involving her tied up, or some other wild fantasy but it was always about the two of us. We had never talked about anything but things she wanted to imagine about the two of us.
I was a complete mess. I was stressing her having an affair, I was angry thinking that she may have deceived me, and most of all I was hornier then I had ever been. Her body was tan against the sheets, she was writhing around in bed, great hips, long beautiful legs, her feet pointed, and oh I was a mess. She kept begging me to fuck her.
I was having a hard time starting the conversation and I think she knew something was up as I had probably never teased her for a half hour before fucking her. In fact, we had been making love more often lately versus fucking. Making love was making out, kissing and straight missionary sex. We had talked about it and usually agreed before we went at it whether we were going to make love or fuck.
I finally started in to find out what was going on. I had to be careful as if she thought I was accusing her she would shut down. Her answers would always be honest but she would go on the attack to avoid answering them and it would end in a fight.
"Was it fun wearing that outfit to work today?"
"Fuck me."
"Come on, it had to be a bit of a turn on to be dressed that sexy in public?"
"I guess so, did you like that?"
I had to gain her confidence but the butterflies were all over the place. It was my hard cock keeping me somewhat steady. I wanted to come hard and then question her but there was no way that would work.
"Of course I liked it, I get the hottie when she gets home."
"Please take me."
"No, tell me Annie, you must have gotten a lot of
attention today. Did you like that?"
"Yes, do you like that?"
This was almost enough to send me over the edge. We had never discussed anything like this and my cock was starting to bounce with my heart it was so hard. At the same time I was confused and concerned. I had to know more. "It turns me on to know that my girl is out there strutting her stuff, showing off her hot body"
"You like that?
I didn't know what to say but at least I was getting information. I was very afraid and embarrassed though that Annie might end up thinking I was a pervert. My dick and curiosity took over. "Yes, I like you dressing
like a slut at work. I can't tell you why but it turns me on."
"You want me to keep doing it?"
I am thinking well no but I have to keep this going. I was pulling her clit again and was pretty sure I had to slow this down. I pulled away and got the fuck me's again. "It's hot knowing that you are hot, dressed like a slut, probably doing your flirting thing and having all the guys in the office hard wanting what I have."
She was out of control now trying to pull me on top of her. Annie asked "what did you call me?"
"Was it dirty little slut?"
"Yeah, you want me to be your dirty little slut?"
"Tell me what you want Annie."
"I want to be your dirty little slut."
With that she starting cumming and there was no turning back. I knew instantly that I had lost my chance as no matter how hard I had fought it since we started dating, once I made her cum it was always a race to see how fast I could get inside of her and fill her with cum. She would not talk. I knew it.
As soon as my cock stretched in to that tight little cunt, I came and it was over.
After resting a bit we headed down to grab a bite to eat. I was now all about jealousy and anger as my dick was no longer protecting me from that. But I played it cool. My thoughts returned to "is she, isn't she, is she, isn't she".
At dinner at home with just my dress shirt on she was stunning as usual.
I didn't usually talk about sex or anything unless we were in the process. But Annie was all talk about anything, any time. Toward the end of dinner Annie reached up and undid a few buttons. Then she asked me "Do you really like me dressing as a slut?"
It was so strange to me that she would talk about that at the dinner table. Talking sex wasn't out of character, or saying things to turn me on wasn't out of character, but calling herself a slut rocked my world.
"Let's discuss this upstairs."
Annie smiled, stood up and undid the rest of her
buttons. She then smiled and walked past me and up
stairs. I followed immediately.
Annie went straight into the bathroom and started
brushing her teeth. This shocked me too as this was always the last thing she did at night and it was only 6:30. Just another weird moment for me.
She dropped the shirt and spread herself wide open on the bed. She pointed her toes and spread her legs. She looked tiny in the bed but her body was again so hot against those white sheets that I was out of my robe in a flash. I just wanted to fuck her but thought maybe I could get more information from her. Was she dressing hot and just teasing guys as a turn on?
Annie broke my concentration. "Do you like me dirty?"
Fuck! My dick was totally in charge again. "Yes."
"How dirty?"
I didn't realize this until later but she had seen her opening and was turning it around on me. She was trying to control me and the conversation and she herself had created the opening. I had to feed the fire to find out what I wanted. On the other hand, I was hot. I was enjoying this. "Very dirty"
Now she had her mouth on my cock. She was teasing me with her teeth. Then she stopped and looked up at me. "Tell me what you want."
She was trapping me and I had no alternative. I had become an animal. I lost sight of my prejudice against perverts, was still seeking information, but was totally aroused. This was the most sexually charged moment of my life.
"I want you wet and stretched open."
Now she was nearly swallowing my cock when she pulled out just long enough to say, "Tell me more."
How did this happen. If I told her that I want her
fucked and sloppy would she tell me if she was? Fuck!! More importantly, did I want her fucked open for me? I was starting to think so.
I went for broke. "I want you to dress like a slut and go out, and come home fucked open and sloppy for me."
This sent her on to cloud nine. She laid back and
jammed her hands down to her cunt. I know when she
works her cunt it is over in seconds so I quickly knelt down on the bed and grabbed her hands.
"Let me cum or fuck me now!"
I pulled her hands to me and lay down next to her. This was my chance to get her to talk.
"Do you want to be a dirty little slut, fuck another man, and bring your wet cunt to our bed?"
"I love you."
"I love you too but answer the question."
Annie was tough. "Do you want me to get fucked and
bring my wet slit home?"
Fucking A!!! She was going to get me to prompt this making it okay for her to fuck around? Shit. I thought maybe I could get her to be more specific so I kept going even though now I was horny and very concerned.
"Do you have any guys that you might want to fuck?"
Annie was quiet for a moment before she responded.
"Yeah."
Wholly shit I might actually get to what I want to
know. This was working but it was also making me nuts wanting to cum.
"Tell me about it Annie."
"I love you and don't want you to be mad. Nothing is happening but I can tell you there is a guy
interested."
"Who is it." I rubbed her clit hoping to keep her hot and talking.
"Ryan wants me really badly."
"The tall guy on the softball team?"
"Yes."
This bothered me a lot. He was young and very good
looking. Now he was chasing my wife and she was all caught up in that?
"How do you know?
"We talk and email at work a lot. We've gone to lunch a few times and talk after softball."
I moved down to her clit and I started to work it with my tongue. I wanted to keep her on the edge. I believed her but wanted her open and talking.
"That's hot." Not at all an easy thing to say. "Does my dirty little slut want to fuck Ryan and come home sloppy and wet for me?"
"Oh god I want you so bad. I love you and want you
inside of me right now!"
I took it up a couple of notches. I put the head of my cock at the very wet opening of her cunt and pushed just a little. Annie tried with all her might to push down and impale my cock but I had her pinned. I'd be in her when I decided. "Do you want Ryan's cock right here slut?"
"Oh god yes."
What the fuck does a guy do with that information? I mean what the fuck? In the span of a few hours I had gone from never thinking of this, to being jealous, worried concerned, angry, to nothing other then wanting my wife to be a slut for a young studs hard cock. At least I was less stressed out. Now I was only thinking
about two things, how hot it would be to fuck my sloppy second's wife, and burying my cock in Annie's cunt and fucking like an animal. I had given up on the rest of it and looking back later would realize that she, not I, brought us there.
"Do you think you could get Ryan to fuck you?"
"With a snap of my fingers, but do you think you'd
really be okay with that?"
Funny how things had turned. When she asked me that question she was rubbing my cock keeping me horny. She only wanted one answer and I was only going to give her one.
"I want you to come home fucked and sloppy wet."
"No condom?"
We never used one and were letting nature take its
course. Or not take its course as it had been going. This was such a clinical question in the middle of a fantasy. Was it a fantasy? Again that little hand with the French manicure was coaxing my cock for a certain answer.
"I want you sloppy with his cum."
I was done. I plunged into Annie and came so hard I saw stars. We came together.
Once the lust passed I asked her if she had been
dressing up and flirting with Ryan. She said she had basically because all the girls wanted him and her natural competitive spirit took over. She wanted his attention but wouldn't do anything with it. We agreed that this was just a fantasy session. It made me feel much better.
We talked quite a while. Annie told me they had talked a lot. When she said that he was a super great guy I felt my heart sink but I didn't say anything. I wanted to hear it all, and having acted it out thus far, I was collecting a lot of information.
They had been alone a lot more then I would have
imagined. According to Annie they had been emailing for weeks all day long during and after taking calls. It sounded like she knew everything about him. It was really weird hearing all this but I felt a special something inside me knowing that she was comfortable telling me all this. I definitely want that openness to continue.
I had to ask if they had kissed. There was just so much exchange between them that I couldn't imagine a guy not making a move on Annie. I held my breath.
"I am sorry but yes."
Oh my god, don't lose it man. You have to keep going. My heart was racing. Oh shit!
"Annie, you can tell me and it will be okay, have you fucked Ryan?"
"Close."
Ahhhhhh shit! I know the term is butterflies, but I had irritated lions in my stomach. How in the hell did this happen?
"How close?"
"Right there, as close as you can get, sorry."
Had she misled me earlier? She's being honest and I need that more then anything else in the world.
"Where?"
"Right about where you are laying one day at lunch."
"What stopped you?"
"My concerns, his concerns, time, protection."
"What are his concerns?"
"I'm married and he is afraid that he'd get hurt in the end."
"What were your concerns?"
"I love you and don't want to deceive you. That and I didn't want to get pregnant."
"So you just got up and went back to work?"
"I'm sorry, not exactly."
Without knowing it I had started pulling on her nipple. I was also hard as a rock and here came the waves of lust all over again. I didn't fight it like last time.
"Did my dirty little slut suck his cock?"
"He came down my throat."
That's it. I was up and after her again. Tonguing her nipples.
Annie started it off right away. "Would you like it if he had pushed into my cunt and fucked me full of his cum?"
"Oh yeah!"
"You want me to Fuck Ryan?"
"Yes!"
"Don't come home for lunch tomorrow."
I fucked the hell out of Annie and then didn't sleep much that night. I watched Annie dress in the morning. Another super hot number. We didn't talk as my dick was rock hard and I didn't want to ruin the moment. That day at work was the longest, hardest day of my life.
I was home when Annie came home. I tried to read her face but couldn't see anything. Without saying a word I took her up stairs. I stripped her out of her clothes and laid her on the bed. She stretched her legs out and raised her knees. I looked at her cunt but didn't see anything. "Finally I asked her, so how was your day?"
"Frustrating."
"Oh?"
Annie blurted it out. "We came back here for lunch like the last time and we started kissing and making out. Ryan told me that he never liked or wanted anyone as much as he wanted me. I tried to get him to go further but he said that he had been with a lot of women and was tired of fuck buddies. He said that as much as he wants me, it can't be fucking. He wants to make love or nothing. He won't fuck me."
That was weird. As a guy with a hot chick like Annie I was shocked that he wouldn't just take her. He must have had a lot of women to be that strong. I was a little disappointed and this surprised me.
"So, it's over?"
Annie was down which bothered me terribly. But she gave me more to think about. "Ryan told me that he wanted me to come to Dwayne's party tomorrow. He wants me to bring an overnight bag and be ready to move out of here Sunday. He said that we knew each other well enough now to know we are soul mates and that it was time to make love. He said that if I wasn't at Dwayne's he would know where this was going and he'd quit Monday so we wouldn't have to deal with seeing each other."
"wow." I'm sorry Annie. It would have been fun."
Things heated up and pretty soon I had Annie on the edge again. For some unexplainable reason I was trying to figure out how she could still get fucked by Ryan. She could fuck anyone she wanted but I was locked on her fucking this guy. Don't ask me to explain it as I can't.
"I want you to do me one last favor."
Annie responded "What?"
"I want you to pack an overnight bag, dress in your sexiest outfit, and go to the party."
Her body was on fire.
"Why would you ask me to do that. I can't make love to him, I'm married to you."
I knew Annie. She really couldn't make love to him and not mean it. Her principles wouldn't allow it. But I wanted her wet sooooo bad.
"Annie, you don't have to make love to him. I just want to know when you walk through the door tomorrow, that I am the winner. I am the luckiest guy in the world but this would really make me feel great. I want you to promise you will do this for me." I knew her answer as her little hand was really working my cock. Secretly, I wanted her to give in. I think she knew it but I never asked her.
"I promise."
I put the tip of my cock right at her entrance. I was hoping she would remember his cock right there. I was certain that that is what she was thinking about. I pushed in all the way and she gasped but I held my cock there deep inside her. I couldn't move or we would both cum.
"Annie, if you can't help it I will understand if you end up back at his place spreading your legs, kissing him deep, making love to him."
She was jerking, struggling. I knew this turned her on and she was getting out of control. The struggle was putting me over the edge also. I couldn't stand it.
"Annie, are you going to be in his bed making love to him tomorrow night?"
"Yes, I can't help it."
"Your going to give in aren't you, you are going to give yourself to him completely aren't you?"
"YES!!!"
"Your falling in love with him aren't you Annie? You want to give yourself to him?"
"YES, YES, Yes!!! I'm sorry but yes."
She was fucking wild and now we were really moving.
"Say it Annie."
"I'm going to make love to Ryan tomorrow night. I'm going to give myself to him, I am falling in love with him."
"You want him inside right now don't you?"
"Oh God Yes, I want him to cum inside me and impregnate me."
We both came hard.
After we had cooled down, Annie said "It is just a
fantasy; I am not going home with him tomorrow. We will be right here tomorrow night."
I smiled and soon we were both asleep.
I had seen a lot of hot women in my life but nothing compared with how Annie looked when she walked out Friday. I took the day off. No way could I work through this. She had a very short fly away skirt, the kind that lifts in the lightest breeze. See through high heels and a tie shirt that was only enough material to cover her chest and tie. She wasn't wearing a bra. With
her tan and blonde hair, awesome legs, she was a
scorcher.
"Wow!"
"Maybe he will just fuck me?"
"I would err, ah will."
I walked over to her and reached under her skirt. It barely reached the end of her ass and mound so it wasn't a long reach. Underneath her skirt was a skimpy pair of panties. I pulled them down and she stepped out of them.
"What are you up to?"
"If you really are going to go for the fuck you might as well show him some of what you have to offer. Make sure he gets a good look a few times today." With that, Annie flashed her smile, kissed me, and left.
In just two days we had gone from cool to crazy out of control and sex starved. I came three times over the course of a couple of hours before I decided to go to the party. I knew all these guys and couldn't help but drop in.
The jealousy, anger, worry was all gone. It was all about Annie becoming a slut now. Never did it occur to me for her to fuck anyone else. I wanted her wet and impregnated with Ryan's come. The fact that she might give herself to him completely only worked as an additional turn on.
When I got to the party, I talked to a few guys and they hinted that Annie and Ryan were being close so to speak. Annie was surprised and I think disappointed that I had shown up. She suggested that my being there was bad for the plan and I told her I couldn't help it but would take off soon.
When I wasn't by Annie she was with Ryan. I could see her with her legs open only where Ryan could see. They disappeared a few times into the house and her nipples were hard the whole time I was there.
I had checked Annie's car and her overnight bag wasn't in the back. I asked her about this and she said that Ryan had insisted that he sneak out and move it into his car. She said that she told him that she hadn't made up her mind yet but I didn't believe her. For the first time ever I think she was lying to me.
I way overstayed my welcome with Annie and at one point her and Ryan were walking toward the cars. I yelled out to Annie to come here for a minute and she said she'd be right back. I said it would only take a second.
Annie walked back to me and followed me into the
bathroom.
"Annie, where you going?" I wasn't jealous but was
dying to hear that she had given in.
"Dwayne's music sucks. We are just going to go pick up some CD's at Ryan's."
I lifted her onto the sink and put my hand between her legs. She was sopping wet. She tried to push my hand away but I persisted. I started playing with her clit as I knew it was the only way to get the truth.
"You aren't going for CD's are you?"
"Yes we are."
I could tell that the response was not real.
"You are going to give yourself to him aren't you
slut."
The slut got her.
"Yes."
"Are you going to his place to make love to him?"
"Yes."
"Say it."
"If I do will you let me go?"
"Yes."
"I'm going to Ryan's to make love to him. I will make love to him all weekend long and I hope he impregnates me with his baby. I will pick up my clothes on Sunday. I am in love with him and I can't wait for his cock any longer."
I was cumming. "Go be his slut."
She was gone.
When Annie came home Sunday she could barely walk. I wanted to fuck her in the worst way but she was cool to me and no way was she going to let me get close to her.
"Did you and Ryan have a good time this weekend?"
"It was awesome. I'm Sorry Dan."
"Let me know when you need to get fucked."
She didn't say anything and a couple of suitcases
later, she was gone. I can't orgasm to any other
thought then thinking about Ryan finally pushing into Annie's tight little cunt.
Here is an update:
Annie had taken a lover and actually moved in with him. Ryan. What had evolved into an extremely exciting sexually charged event, in the end, led her away from me. Whereas Annie had seduced me in to prompting her to make love to Ryan, the weeks after she left with him were all about drama.
A slight reminder, Annie and I are 9 years apart and at the time she left me, and right now she was a very beautiful 21 year old girl. She is blond and tan with a very slight figure of between 105 and 110 pounds. She keeps her tan up, has a smaller chest but the biggest and best nipples on planet earth. I haven’t mentioned that she has brilliant green eyes, a beautiful smile with great white teeth. She is always clean shaven and very clean.
Anyway, the weeks that followed our sharing of her body with Ryan, a tall, fit, blond coworker who was 22 at the time, were filled with emotional desperation. I was desperate to have her back, I was desperate to have her in my bed, I was desperate to push inside her used cunt. I was just plain desperate and emotionally I think I was on the verge of a break down.
I didn’t handle my emotions well at all. If you have been here you might understand how this situation might change your approach to everything in your life. I was working my cock constantly thinking about Ryan burying his cock down her throat, deep inside her cunt, cumming in her unprotected, using her as he pleases. While it was exciting when I was hard and my cock was in charge, it was frustrating that I couldn’t partake, and after I’d cum I either sunk into depression or got very angry. The problem was that I wasn’t sure who to be angry with.
After two weeks of these incredible emotional ups and downs I had landed on this outcome. Annie was going to have an affair with Ryan with or without my permission. They were close to fucking before I even knew what was going on. They had kissed and Annie had given Ryan a blow job long before I had coaxed Annie into revealing the situation. Where you might say that I had encouraged her to take a lover, I had come to the conclusion that I wasn’t to blame as Annie, with her little hand and French manicure, her mouth, and her cunt, had seduced me and taken charge of the situation.
When the excitement of the situation started to ease, the anger finally started to seep in and I blamed her and Ryan for losing Annie. When I say the excitement eased, it was only a little as I was still working my own cock at a world record rate thinking about Annie spread out in Ryan’s bed with his cum running out of her tight little cunt. But, in moments where I wasn’t consumed with this thought, my anger was boiling over.
For these two weeks Annie was sneaking into the house when I was at work taking various things, mainly clothes. Aside from quitting my job or changing the locks I was helpless to stop her from slipping further away from me. I still thought that she would be back any day and this would be over, but each time something was missing, my heart sank or I became angrier. I will never forget the day I looked in her lingerie drawer and saw all the sexy outfits missing. Arrg.
When I wasn’t angry with her for leaving, I was angry that I didn’t get the sloppy seconds payoff that I craved.
When we talked on very brief exchanges by phone over these two weeks, she kept apologizing, while on the phone my dick would get hard as I tried to figure out how to get the salacious details of their fucking. It never happened. Of course the competing thought was, when are you going to come see me or come home. I couldn’t get past my dick to get into that and she kept these discussions very short.
By the third week, again as the excitement started to wane at least a little, my bad self took over. My life had previously been guided by the principle of live and let live. What Annie loved about me most and what created my opportunity to be with her in the first place was a lack of jealousy, and a lack of any desire to try to control her. Her prior boyfriends had all tried to control her and that is what created an appreciation for our relationship and marriage.
If only I had known. The third week when my desire to control the situation and Annie had taken over, at the same time Ryan was revealing himself to be the worst green monster Annie had ever dated. Had I let this play out she would have come back to me and probably loved me more then ever. However, I crossed the line.
Annie became quickly disenchanted with Ryan. When she called to talk I was angry and said a bushel of things I shouldn’t have said. I never allowed her the opportunity to share her unhappiness with Ryan’s control issues and a golden opportunity was lost. I didn’t know that until later. I demanded that she come home which was the worst possible tactic to take. This probably extended her vacation from our bed an additional week and put her in a very bad position as being totally lost. I think the only reason she returned after nearly a month was what she remembered about our relationship in the past. She certainly wasn’t returning to the guy I currently was.
If you consider a relationship as a thousand levers on a wall, the one I pulled with respect to controlling her during her vacation from our marriage, was a one way lever in her head that could never be returned to the safe position. When Annie returned while we both made nice, I could tell there was one tiny change in her eyes which might always be there. She was mad at me for trying to control the situation after she had left and I could tell. I had also said some terrible things during that time.
So, my goal was to be the best I could be at supporting her independence and making sure she understood how much I cared for her. At the same time I wanted all the details of the fucking and wanted desperately to get into her used cunt.
There wasn’t any intimacy the first night and I suspected that this was some sort of punishment for my behavior. We talked a lot and she shared with me how Ryan had been jealous of everyone. He even accused her of having sex with me at the house. I wish but I did smile. It was easy to see that our trust wasn’t the same as a few of her comments were guarded.
The second night, about a month after she had made love to Ryan, we laid down in bed to be intimate. I wanted it all. I wanted all the details of their love making, I wanted to know how hard she came on his cock, I wanted to know how much of his cum she swallowed. I wanted to know if she was pregnant and that was about the only topic we covered. She wasn’t. With a hard cock in her hand I didn’t know if that was good or bad but somewhere inside me I was relieved. In fact, I found out later that Annie had gone onto the pill. I think she did that as she wasn’t sure about either of us any longer.
I was desperately trying to remain cool and only make love to her deeply. I wanted her to pick me above all others and thought that I was laying the ground work for a once again great relationship. So, I held these thoughts in check with all my might. It was probably the biggest challenge I’ve ever had as every time I pushed into her I was thinking about her dirty cunt and wondering if there were still any of Ryan’s cum in her.
At the same time her phone was ringing or denoting texts constantly from Ryan who wanted her back. She was going to work each day and it was eating away at me. As a result I became suspicious and didn’t exactly trust her. It was funny but I was suspicious and concerned and a little turned on that she might be out there still fucking Ryan somewhere. The few comments I let slip about what she did after work today or what did Ryan want on that call served to change our relationship forever. Annie and I would never have the connection we once had. But, even after realizing what I was doing when I lightly challenged her, I would do it again the next day. I would try to make it up to her by being more loving but that started to annoy her. The relationship was getting away from us.
About a week after Annie returned we fucked for the first time. You might remember that when Annie and I went at it we usually knew whether we were going to make love, which was the quiet close body on body touching, or whether we were going to fuck which was about speaking our fantasies, her sucking my cock, or many different positions. I longed for fucking her and finally it was time. How did I know, it was just a look and the way she spreads her tiny little body for me on the sheets.
Of course, knowing we were going to fuck and bringing up her fucking Ryan were a long ways apart in my mind. I wanted to get into the details of how she was a slut but how?
I went down on her and got her body moving. Of course I was hoping I was giving her the best oral of her life and I felt good about how her body was moving. I wanted to jump up and give her the best fuck of her life to prove to her that I was the one she wanted. I didn’t, I was going to get into the good stuff, I wanted to hear how dirty she was.
“fuck me!”
“oh Annie, you need to be punished before I finally fuck you. I’m going to keep you on the edge for a long time tonight”. Thank god I had gotten myself off a few times that day as she had her long beautiful legs stretched wide open for me and I could see her tiny slit was dripping. Her toes were pointed and her nipples were standing erect. This was still very difficult as I wanted to fuck the hell out of her.
“punished for what?”
A leading question to say the least. Whereas in the past I would have been more coy, I had been waiting for this so long I just plain let it fly.
“for being a dirty little slut”
God she loved that. Her body was on fire and she was reaching for my cock. She got her hand on my cock before she spoke. And, she was working it.
“how do you like me as a used slut?”
Finally. My moment. My mind relaxed as I went to a place that was very simple. It was the first time I could relax my thoughts in over a month as everything in there focused on one simple thing, mad lust.
“love it”
“It doesn’t seem like it”
“Annie, I am sooo sorry that I got all caught up with my emotions, but you are soooo hot.” Not bad considering the situation. Probably not what she wanted to hear but I hoped she heard me.
“Are you excited?”
Dumb question as she could easily feel my heart with her hand tightly wrapped around my cock.
“I have never been this excited in my life”
“What has you so excited”
That was a fun question but the real fun was the devilish smile and look on her face as she said it.
“I like you dirty”
“You like it that I would go out and stretch my cunt over another man’s cock”
Oh boy.
“Yes”
“So what were you thinking about when I left Duke’s house with Ryan?”
“I was thinking about how you would feel when his cock finally pushed into you”
“ummmm, do you want to know?”
Thank god I didn’t have to dig.
“oh god yes”
“Ryan has a very big cock and when he pushed into me he stretched me wide open and slide so deep into me. I wanted it so bad and it was awesome.”
She was saying Ryan had a bigger cock then me and she was being so open that I felt like she had lost some respect for me along the way. She would have never been so direct or let any type of insult occur to me in any way. I have a nice cock and am a very good lover. I had to focus so I pushed this thought away and got back to the simple grind.
“Did you cum on his cock?”
“That first weekend I came more times then I can count. My cunt and throat was full of his cum all weekend. We never left his bed.”
Sheesh. If I wasn’t so excited I would have thought, and did later, that she was punishing me.
“How did you like being a whore for cock?”
“Do you like me as a slut for cock?”
God. Is this over? Is she still thinking about Ryan’s cock or maybe someone else’s. The clutter was back in my mind and that shit now took over. This was a really really huge moment and would set the stage for the next year and a half.
“I like you in my bed and want to have you all to myself”
With that I pushed as deep into her as I possibly could and fuck her like an animal until I was satisfied that I had given her the best fucking anyone ever has. I doubt it was true but I had to believe it myself.
Ryan quit Annie’s work shortly after she returned home and finally stopped calling and texting about three months after she was home. For the next year we simply had an average relationship and connection. I was always suspicious, popped in on her at home whenever I could, watched her phone records for Ryan or other callers, was at nearly every event she ever participated in for work or otherwise, and was killing the relationship. About 6 months after she had returned I started to trust her again and month by month I got better to the point where after a year, we were starting to be o.k.
We still had one HUGE problem. We were fucking more the making love and I could not, no matter how hard I tried, stop thinking about Annie being a slut. We had covered every detail of her and Ryan and it was the biggest turn on in my life. Now whenever we fucked or made love I wanted to encourage her to open her cunt for another man, especially Ryan, but I packed that away as best I could. On three drunk occasions I had let go over that year which always landed with a discussion the next day.
The first time we were drunk and I asked her if she had truly made love to Ryan which she responded that she had. I asked her if she had been in love with Ryan and she had been. I asked her if she was still in love with Ryan as I was digging to see if they were still talking and she didn’t answer. I asked if she still wanted his cock and she said that it would be fun.
The next day she asked me in a serious tone why I had brought that up and I shrugged it off as fantasy drunk talk. It didn’t sell well but it made it go away. During this time she really didn’t get too excited when this came up. Like I said it was maybe three times over the year where I brought it up hard and excited about her going to Ryan’s, fucking him and bringing her wet cunt home. Each time was fun but each next day was difficult.
I fantasized about asking her to promise me that she would try to get back into his bed and back on his cock. The thing I feared the most was also the most exciting.
I thought Ryan was in the wake other then fantasizing about her being with him again. Although the thought of Ryan making love to my wife again consumed nearly all of my fantasies when I came with her or by myself, I was starting to think about how she dressed which was now more alluring, and what could happen with other guys. Then one day she brought Ryan’s name into a conversation outside of bed. Other then me thinking about him when we fucked, his name had not come up in a few months.
“I wanted to tell you that Ryan called today”
Easy boy. Get angry and this shit is going underground if it already wasn’t.
“Thank you for telling me, that means a lot to me. What’s up with him?”
“He was so down. He just finally broke it off with that bitch Rachel from work. Or, maybe she broke it off. It sounded like he was up to his old tricks of trying to control her and she got fed up. Rachel talked to me a few times about how possessive Ryan was and even though he said he ended it because of her drinking, I think it was her. That slut didn’t deserve him either way. She should have stayed with him. She isn’t going to find a better partner. He was so down and I don’t get it.”
Hmmmm. I was back to needing to be very careful in choosing my next words. To say the least there was a lot going on in my head and I could also feel my cock twitching. To hear Annie talk about Ryan demonstrating a little emotional connection to him made me angry, made my heart sink, and was starting to make me really horny. I wanted to ask how long they talked and I wanted to know every detail but there was no way I was going to get there. Taking any type of jealousy or controlling role would end our relationship.
“Well, I get why he wanted to talk to you as you are a great listener.”
I am a dork.
“Thanks. I feel bad for him. We talked about the whole control issue and he gets the fact that it gets in the way of him having strong relationships. Even though he knows this I don’t think he will ever change.”
I had to shift in my chair or Annie was going to notice a big hard on. Where was this coming from. I was thinking about Ryan pumping his big cock into her again. Oh boy.
The horny devil in me was rising to the occasion.
“I am sure he will have a new girl in his bed in no time. From what you told me he needs to have someone in his life, or at least on the end of his cock all the time.”
I was proud of myself. All the torture Annie had inflicted on me…. I was going to have some fun.
“I don’t think that is true.”
We were having a very unusual conversation about how she felt about her x lover. This was weird.
“Oh come on Annie. Ryan is a disaster but he is a good looking guy and he will pick someone to fill his bed in days.”
I certainly didn’t expect this to be this much fun, but the look on her face was a blast. I was being a little mean. Here was someone she cared about, and I was playing on her extraordinary competitive nature. I could see her getting agitated with the thought that someone else would nurse his wounds so to speak. I was turning the knife but my rock hard cock must have had a point.
“That would be the wrong thing for him to do right now. He needs to stay single for a while and reflect on his situation.”
“He wont, but whatever. He is lucky to have been able to talk to someone about this.”
“He suggested that we get together but I told him you wouldn’t appreciate that.”
O.K. here come all the complications again. My cock was straining to get out of my pants, my feelings were a mess, and I wasn’t sure what to say.
“I am sorry, but with all that has gone on, he’s right.”
I was watching her face so closely that I think it made her uncomfortable. It was when she looked away that I caught the fleeting expression that this was not the outcome she was hoping for. Did this mean they would go underground. I wasn’t mean or accusatory but it was an edgy response.
That ended the Ryan discussion until that night when Annie had pulled out all the stops with her best shear black nylon nighty, and KY. When I had her naked and was on her orally for a while she pulled out the KY and put some on her hand. She got a hold of my cock and was giving me the best hand job of my life. Her small tan hand was gently sliding up and down my shaft and when I looked at her I saw a determination I have never seen before. I was in terrible trouble, or this was going to be extremely exciting.
Then she started in, “What do you want?”
I knew beyond any shadow of a doubt that she would always be the master and I would always be the slave. No matter how many scenarios or plans I laid out in my head she would always be the one driving the bus. Her body, her tight thin cunt, her beautiful sexy green eyes, the blond hair and French manicure on that sweet little right hand will always prevail. Annie will always have anything she wants and my guess is that is true for any relationship she has now, or in the future. She can control any normal man because she is so fucking hot. As long as I am with her I will be terrorized and excited.
“I want you wet in my bed so I can slide into you”
“What do you want me to do?”
“I want you to stretch your cunt, fill it will cum, come home, pull the covers back and slide your cunt onto my shaft. I want you to be slippery and wet.”
“You want me to get fucked?”
Her hand was doing all the work. She really didn’t need to say anything as I would have taken us there on my own. All she needed was her right hand. But, I wasn’t going to make it easy. It was too exciting to make her take us there.
“I want you to find a guy with his own place where you can be the woman he dumps his cum into. I want you to make your cunt available for your lover whenever he needs to let go.”
“Who?”
Man she was really working my cock and I had to pull her hand away or I would certainly cum.
“I want you to find someone who wants to be in your cunt all the time. How long would it take you to find a lover?”
“A snap of my fingers”
“Who?”
I knew the answer but this was fun and exciting.
“I don’t think you would like it.”
She was reaching for my cock but I was staying away from that. She didn’t know it but I didn’t need any coaxing.
“You can tell me.”
‘I really don’t think you will like it.”
“I can assure you that you can tell me and I will like it.”
We both knew exactly what we were talking about and neither of us wanted to be the first to say his name. I continued…
“How about this. How about you tell me who you want in your cunt and I make you promise me right now that you will go and get it? Promise me that whoever you say you will make love to.”
That last bit about making love turned the heat up. The thought of Annie giving herself to another man completely gave both of us an extra sexual high.
“I promise”
“Who do you want in your cunt slut? Who do you promise to make love to? No matter who you say I want you on his cock soon.”
“It could happen fast.”
“Do you promise to make love to him?”
“Yes”
She was eating this up as I was barely handling her body and it was grinding away. She kept trying to get her hands to her cunt but I wouldn’t let her. I knew if she came we would have to get all the way back here later tonight or tomorrow before we would complete a deal to get her used.
“Do you promise to be there for his cock whenever he needs you?”
“God yes”
The slave was the master if only for the moment. I decided to keep the master’s chair for a while.
I moved on top of her. She asked what I was doing and I said I was going to fuck her dirty little cunt. She struggled and asked what I wanted and I said “this”, as I pushed into her and fucked her until I came.
Later that night she made a move to start the whole thing over again but I resisted and told her I had to get some sleep. There was some other excuse I can’t remember as I was sleeping as soundly as I had in a year.
Annie put her fuck me outfit on for work the next day. I didn’t say a word as I just watched her slide her sheer black nylons up those beautiful legs. The ankle tie shoes and the mid drift sheer black shirt with the design over her bra was outstanding. There were the super short, super tight black shorts. Arrg. I wanted to fuck her right then but this was just too much fun. She was making sure I saw her dress. Why? I wondered but smiled to myself.
At work I didn’t know what to expect and my thoughts led me home before she got off. I had planned to make a tour to the normal hang outs to see where they hooked up and just to confirm that they were fucking again. But, before I could leave Annie popped in the door.
“Hi.”
She wasn’t surprised I was home and took my hand and led me upstairs. She was determined to get right to it. Looking back I think Annie needed me to prompt her being a slut so that in her own mind she could blame me for her indiscretions. She set the tone right away.
“I thought I should tell you that Ryan called me again today and he really wants to get together.”
I stopped undressing and took her hand. Man she looked hot in her bra, nylons and shoes. I noticed she wasn’t wearing panties.
I looked in her eyes.
“Look, I get that you want to help people when they are down. You always have and I get that you have a great heart. If you need to see Ryan and talk that’s fine. Just pick an out of the way bar so that we don’t have to deal with rumors about you and him again. Promise me you will call me before you leave the bar as I don’t want you drinking and driving.”
I have never brought this up in either story but Annie and I have always made sure that if one of us were out we would call before driving home just to insure our partner that we were o.k.. For me this was great as I could sleep until she called and only worry for the 15 or 20 minutes she drove home. Many times, one of us went and picked up the other just to be safe. So, this wasn’t an out of the ordinary request. She lit up and promised enthusiastically. Maybe a little too enthusiastically.
We finished the undressing and went right to the torture. I tortured her by keeping her on the edge and she tortured me by dancing all around fucking Ryan. This was a repeat of last night where I said, promise me you will take a lover who will be in your cunt whenever he needs to be. I want you wet and stretched all the time. I made her promise that she would find someone who would allow her to spend the night or a couple of nights each week milking his cock. She kept promising and kept asking who. And I kept being evasive knowing that she would be in Ryan’s bed very soon.
The next day I again came home early. It was Friday so that wasn’t as unusual. After the small talk she started to lay some ground work.
“I talked to Ryan today and he wanted to get together tonight after he gets off?”
“Annie, that’s fine. Where are you going to go?”
“He suggested that Torino’s has a band and he hasn’t been there in a while. I told him I would run it past you and if you were cool with it, I’d meet him there at 8:00.”
“Annie, stop saying that you have to run it past me. I trust you more then ever.”
Not
“I love you. Thanks”
Annie ducked downstairs and made a call. Later she started to put a middle of the road outfit on but I stopped her.
“Annie, please do me a favor. For all the trouble Ryan caused in my life, I’d like him to see what it is I have and he can’t have. Could you pick out something super sexy? I apologize, but It’s kind of cool for me to rub you in his face so to speak.”
She didn’t have to be told twice and oh man what an outfit. I think the sexiness of the situation and the out of the way bar put her on steroids. Annie had picked up a see through short skirt that was to die for. It wasn’t completely transparent but if you saw it in the right light you could see right through it. She wore it out a couple of times with me but always wore tights so there wasn’t anything to out there to look at.
This time she wore thigh high sheer stockings with a seam. In a dull light didn’t matter but in any other light you could clearly tell where the hose ended and what type of panties she was wearing. Which, at this point she wasn’t. She asked me to help her pick out some panties that I would like to take off later when she got home, and I suggested that she save me the trouble and go without. Obviously not a problem for her as she just kept moving.
Her mid-drift was showing and I could just barely make out her areolas through her grey thin blouse. No bra. I loved it.
She was on her way out the door.
“Annie, please promise to call me.”
“I promise” and there was that beautiful smile as she exited the house.”
I came 7 times before 2 am and never considered going to bed. Torino’s had a 2am liquor license but the call didn’t come in until 3:00.
“Hi.”
“Were you awake still?”
“I dosed off a couple of times but you know I worry about you driving.”
“Yeah. Well I am on my way.”
“Are you going to follow Ryan?”
“He doesn’t live by us anymore. You know that.”
“I do know that.”
“What are you saying?”
“Well I knew you guys wanted to talk and was thinking that the bar must have been pretty loud and maybe tough to have a talk. I thought you might want more quiet time and I also thought that you would appreciate the fact that I trust you enough to let you talk at his place.”
“I love you”
“And, I love you. Just please call me before you leave his place.”
“I’m done drinking and haven’t had that much to drink. Why don’t you just go to bed?”
“I will if you promise to call me before you leave his place. Please.”
“Will do. I promise.”
She didn’t have to answer me or ask Ryan if it was cool for her to come over to his place for a while. I knew that and so did they.
At 6:30am the phone rang. I hadn’t slept as all I could think about was Annie in his bed with her legs wide open for him.
“I am on my way.”
“Have you been drinking any more?”
“No. I’m fine.”
I was in bed when she came in the door 20 minutes later. I listened to her walk around and then there wasn’t any noise. I went down stairs to see where she was and she was asleep curled up on the couch. She looked super hot and the only real difference I noticed then was that her thigh highs were gone.
I woke her up gently and walked her to the stairs. She was a little groggy and flopped into bed with her clothes on. Not good enough for me. I undressed her and rolled her over and opened her legs. She was either very tired or acting very tired but when I spread her legs she sat straight up and said what are you doing?
“I want to be inside of you.”
“I am too tired, let’s wait until tomorrow.”
“How about you go to sleep and I will take care of my own business?”
“Please, let’s just wait until tomorrow.”
Too late as my finger was on her slippery swollen clit. I started to lick her cunt and could taste Ryan’s cum. Her cunt was dripping with his cum and there was dried cum on the insides of her thighs. For some strange reason I wanted her to sit on my face and let his cum drain into my mouth. She was so fucking dirty.
“What do you want?”
“You know what I want.”
“Tell me.”
“I want you to bring your wet stretched out cunt home to me so I can slide into your cunt and feel it full of cum.
‘I did.”
“You did what?”
“I am wet for you.”
I was completely out of control. I jumped her and started fucking her wet cunt. Her cunt was like a wet furnace. It was used and full of cum and not nearly as tight as it usually was around my cock. I loved it. Annie kept talking for the two minutes it took to cum.
“How do you like your slut now?”
“Can you feel Ryan’s cum inside me?”
“Am I stretched out for you? His cock is soooo big.”
I got out only one response before I came. “do you promise to keep making love to him?”
“Oh god yes, every chance I get.”
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