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5-STAR POSTS!!     |
04/10/2010
My beautiful wife and I have been married for almost 15 years and I can honestly say that both of us have been completely loyal to each other, only ever wanting to be with one another. We lived and dreamed only for each other.
Then one weekend this all changed when we went camping with some friends out in a national park. We had set up all our tents in this protected enclave away from our camp fires. This provided anybody that was in need of some solitude to remove themselves and have some “own” time.
This particular night we were all sitting around the camp fire having a few drinks and giving each other some fun banter. My wife, Tess, who usually doesn't have a drink had a couple that night and was feeling quite relaxed. It was getting late when she came and gave me a kiss good night and said that she may retire for the night as she had a slight head ache.
As the night went on we had had a few more drinks and enjoyed each others company and the night ended up being a late one. I decided to go to my tent at around 2 in the morning and when I did I snuggled up to Tess in the spooning position and gave her a soft kiss on the back of her neck to which she moaned “thank you.” We both then dosed off to sleep.
When we woke the next morning we were still in that same position and Tess reached her arm around the back of her to pull me closer to her and said “you were so nice last night, thank you.” I was curious to what I had done so I quizzed teasingly “my pleasure, can you give me all the detail as I want to make sure I can do the same again,” not expecting the reply I got.
She said that she was sleeping when I came in and spooned her and began tenderly kissing the back of her neck. She said she began to wake and respond to the kissing by moving further back against me. I then started to lightly run my hands up and down her body from her hips to up under her arm pits. She said the touches were lighter and softer than I normally was. She slightly turned around and with the next stroke from the hip my hand came up and under her breast then back down to her hip. She whispered “this is so nice.” Then running my hand from her knee along her outer leg then under the bottom of her nightie running all the way ever so slowly along her torso to grasp her breast to which I began flicking her nipple with my thumb. Her hand was now cusping the back of my head drawing me to her so my kissing was now massaging her neck muscles. Now my hands were all over her breasts, she said that her breathing was now beginning to become more regular and she lent further around and we began to kiss. My tongue exploring her mouth and hers mine. She could feel my manhood pressing into the back of her to which I pushed it harder up against her and we began to girate into each other. She reached around and began to stroke my cock at first outside of my jeans then she slid her hand down the front of my trousers and took me into her hand. She said that I was so hard and felt a little bigger than normal or was it just her imagination as it was so nice. As her hand was reaching behind her stroking my cock I undid the button of my jeans and unzipped my fly to which she released me. I then apparently slid my hand from her breast down over her stomach,over her hips, to her knee then up in between her legs massaging her inner thighs. She slightly lifted her top leg giving me greater access. I was now massaging her pussy outside of her panties. I then placed my hand on her hand as she stroked my cock, something she assured me I never did. Together for a few strokes we masturbated my cock then I withdrew her hand and slid my cock from behind in between her thighs. All the time we were kissing but know she had turned so her back was completely to me and I began nibbling her ear as we were now enjoying dry sex. With each of my thrusts forward she would massage the head of my cock. We continued like this for a few minutes with our rhythm getting faster and faster. She turned and whispered that she wanted me inside of her, so she arched her back giving me easier access, to which I simply grasp my cock and placed it at her opening, pulling her panties to the side. She pushed back and said she could feel the head of my cock enter her. We just laid for a moment completely still and then simultaneously as she arched back I thrust forward and I was now completely inside of her. My hand now massaging her breasts tormenting her nipples. Our rhythm gradually becoming more and more frantic, my hands exploring every part of her body. She said I had never worked my hands like that, she felt like she was certainly getting special treatment. As we built closer to an orgasm I reached to the front of her and began stimulating her clitoris. She said she began to feel warm all over, her body was now feeling like jelly, she began moaning “oh, oh I love you, I love this.” She could feel me about to come so she reached behind of her and placed her hand on my buttock and guided me deeper into her and begged me to cum inside of her, I exploded into her as she had her second orgasm. Then we lay spooning silently with me still inside of her until we went to sleep. She said that I was so warm, so soft but yet so strong in the way I was handling her. My hands made every inch of her body feel alive. She felt that we had never quite made love like this ever before.
As she was relaying her story I was trying to reenact what was happening. We were making love as she boldly and descriptively stated the events of the night before. As I was about to cum, she turned slightly around to me and said that we had better not push things too far, suggesting that I withdraw. We lay there with her words echoing in my thoughts that she didn't expect for us to recapture the same feeling we had shared the previous night. I pulled her hair back off of her neck and gave her a peck, this was when I noticed that she did have a hickey on her neck.
Tess went to have a bath in the river, while a lay there with many thoughts running through my head. I knew I had a bit to drink but certainly not enough not to remember any of the event of the night before. I knew this story she told me was not with me, I also knew that the way she told it she definitely thought that it was with me. Someone, one of our friends, had snuck into our tent and made love to my wife. The only thing is I had no idea of who it was. Should I tell Tess? He came inside of her does she need to do something about that? I decided not to say anything.
At the camp fire at breakfast, everyone was chatting about the events of the weekend, I was a little quiet. I was looking around at our friends trying to figure which one it would have been, maybe it was Tom, or Dave, or Gary or could it have been Tristan. I didn't have a clue, but with every word, every action I would be trying to figure out which one it was, it was definitely one of them. Gary went over to the table as Tess was there placing his hand on her shoulder asking if she wanted the milk, it was him, no couldn't have been he was with me most of the night and only went when he and Rebecca went for a walk. Who this was was driving me crazy. Tom walked passed Tess flicked her hair back over her shoulder and announced to everyone “look at this someone really enjoyed last night.” It was him, or was it? That is nothing different or out of character for any of them to be doing.
We all packed up and I still had no idea who had fucked my wife the night before. On the drive back home we again chatted about it and I asked Tess whether she should call into a chemist to get the morning after pill. She smiled and just said “if we have a baby from something as beautiful as last night then it would be such a special gift.”
From having completely honorable thoughts of my wife, to now constantly thinking of another man fucking her, wishing that it would happen again but this time her knowing it was someone else. Tess is now 7 months pregnant and I am about to be the father of another man's baby and to this day I still do not know which one of our friends have taken the liberty of enjoying the company of my wife. I know she thoroughly enjoyed it and counts that night as our best ever love making session, only if she knew it was with another man.
FUCK MY WIFE!
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Then one weekend this all changed when we went camping with some friends out in a national park. We had set up all our tents in this protected enclave away from our camp fires. This provided anybody that was in need of some solitude to remove themselves and have some “own” time.
This particular night we were all sitting around the camp fire having a few drinks and giving each other some fun banter. My wife, Tess, who usually doesn't have a drink had a couple that night and was feeling quite relaxed. It was getting late when she came and gave me a kiss good night and said that she may retire for the night as she had a slight head ache.
As the night went on we had had a few more drinks and enjoyed each others company and the night ended up being a late one. I decided to go to my tent at around 2 in the morning and when I did I snuggled up to Tess in the spooning position and gave her a soft kiss on the back of her neck to which she moaned “thank you.” We both then dosed off to sleep.
When we woke the next morning we were still in that same position and Tess reached her arm around the back of her to pull me closer to her and said “you were so nice last night, thank you.” I was curious to what I had done so I quizzed teasingly “my pleasure, can you give me all the detail as I want to make sure I can do the same again,” not expecting the reply I got.
She said that she was sleeping when I came in and spooned her and began tenderly kissing the back of her neck. She said she began to wake and respond to the kissing by moving further back against me. I then started to lightly run my hands up and down her body from her hips to up under her arm pits. She said the touches were lighter and softer than I normally was. She slightly turned around and with the next stroke from the hip my hand came up and under her breast then back down to her hip. She whispered “this is so nice.” Then running my hand from her knee along her outer leg then under the bottom of her nightie running all the way ever so slowly along her torso to grasp her breast to which I began flicking her nipple with my thumb. Her hand was now cusping the back of my head drawing me to her so my kissing was now massaging her neck muscles. Now my hands were all over her breasts, she said that her breathing was now beginning to become more regular and she lent further around and we began to kiss. My tongue exploring her mouth and hers mine. She could feel my manhood pressing into the back of her to which I pushed it harder up against her and we began to girate into each other. She reached around and began to stroke my cock at first outside of my jeans then she slid her hand down the front of my trousers and took me into her hand. She said that I was so hard and felt a little bigger than normal or was it just her imagination as it was so nice. As her hand was reaching behind her stroking my cock I undid the button of my jeans and unzipped my fly to which she released me. I then apparently slid my hand from her breast down over her stomach,over her hips, to her knee then up in between her legs massaging her inner thighs. She slightly lifted her top leg giving me greater access. I was now massaging her pussy outside of her panties. I then placed my hand on her hand as she stroked my cock, something she assured me I never did. Together for a few strokes we masturbated my cock then I withdrew her hand and slid my cock from behind in between her thighs. All the time we were kissing but know she had turned so her back was completely to me and I began nibbling her ear as we were now enjoying dry sex. With each of my thrusts forward she would massage the head of my cock. We continued like this for a few minutes with our rhythm getting faster and faster. She turned and whispered that she wanted me inside of her, so she arched her back giving me easier access, to which I simply grasp my cock and placed it at her opening, pulling her panties to the side. She pushed back and said she could feel the head of my cock enter her. We just laid for a moment completely still and then simultaneously as she arched back I thrust forward and I was now completely inside of her. My hand now massaging her breasts tormenting her nipples. Our rhythm gradually becoming more and more frantic, my hands exploring every part of her body. She said I had never worked my hands like that, she felt like she was certainly getting special treatment. As we built closer to an orgasm I reached to the front of her and began stimulating her clitoris. She said she began to feel warm all over, her body was now feeling like jelly, she began moaning “oh, oh I love you, I love this.” She could feel me about to come so she reached behind of her and placed her hand on my buttock and guided me deeper into her and begged me to cum inside of her, I exploded into her as she had her second orgasm. Then we lay spooning silently with me still inside of her until we went to sleep. She said that I was so warm, so soft but yet so strong in the way I was handling her. My hands made every inch of her body feel alive. She felt that we had never quite made love like this ever before.
As she was relaying her story I was trying to reenact what was happening. We were making love as she boldly and descriptively stated the events of the night before. As I was about to cum, she turned slightly around to me and said that we had better not push things too far, suggesting that I withdraw. We lay there with her words echoing in my thoughts that she didn't expect for us to recapture the same feeling we had shared the previous night. I pulled her hair back off of her neck and gave her a peck, this was when I noticed that she did have a hickey on her neck.
Tess went to have a bath in the river, while a lay there with many thoughts running through my head. I knew I had a bit to drink but certainly not enough not to remember any of the event of the night before. I knew this story she told me was not with me, I also knew that the way she told it she definitely thought that it was with me. Someone, one of our friends, had snuck into our tent and made love to my wife. The only thing is I had no idea of who it was. Should I tell Tess? He came inside of her does she need to do something about that? I decided not to say anything.
At the camp fire at breakfast, everyone was chatting about the events of the weekend, I was a little quiet. I was looking around at our friends trying to figure which one it would have been, maybe it was Tom, or Dave, or Gary or could it have been Tristan. I didn't have a clue, but with every word, every action I would be trying to figure out which one it was, it was definitely one of them. Gary went over to the table as Tess was there placing his hand on her shoulder asking if she wanted the milk, it was him, no couldn't have been he was with me most of the night and only went when he and Rebecca went for a walk. Who this was was driving me crazy. Tom walked passed Tess flicked her hair back over her shoulder and announced to everyone “look at this someone really enjoyed last night.” It was him, or was it? That is nothing different or out of character for any of them to be doing.
We all packed up and I still had no idea who had fucked my wife the night before. On the drive back home we again chatted about it and I asked Tess whether she should call into a chemist to get the morning after pill. She smiled and just said “if we have a baby from something as beautiful as last night then it would be such a special gift.”
From having completely honorable thoughts of my wife, to now constantly thinking of another man fucking her, wishing that it would happen again but this time her knowing it was someone else. Tess is now 7 months pregnant and I am about to be the father of another man's baby and to this day I still do not know which one of our friends have taken the liberty of enjoying the company of my wife. I know she thoroughly enjoyed it and counts that night as our best ever love making session, only if she knew it was with another man.
 TAKE MY WIFE |
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Poster:
Pete Johns