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16/03/2020
After the initial excitement of Kath’s week with her lover Graham, we settled down and had a long talk, and we both asked each other some serious questions about our relationship.
She said she was a little concerned about me eating her out, knowing that she was full of Graham’s sperm, and asked if I was gay or bi-sexual. I answered truthfully, that no, I wasn’t and that, I was getting off on her empowerment and heightened sexuality. I made it plain that I didn’t want her to sleep with anyone else just him, and this was to be kept private, between us, the three of us.
We came to an understanding, that for her it was purely about her sexual gratification, that under no circumstances would she ever have me present when she was Graham. She didn’t want me to meet him but she was more than happy to share her experiences and her used body with me. Indeed it turned her on, knowing that I got off on her exploits and that I still wanted her even more.
Then although I suspected it, I was upset and disappointed to find out that Graham and Kath had been texting each other. In fact I was angry and more than a little bit jealous. I felt as if I had been side-lined, and I told her so. Kath eventually, showed me all of their texts, and I soon realised that they were mainly about the forthcoming course, that there was no emotion in there really. Some of them, had been about their sex and what he hoped to do with her, but only a few. I tried to change my mind-set, and eventually adopted the view, that Kath had an itch, that needed scratching and he was very good at doing it.
Kath was heading back to the next course the next weekend. She went shopping for some new risqué lingerie, no more cotton knickers for this girl. Later that evening, we were watching a film on the TV, during a commercial break, Kath teasingly turned to me, and out of the blue, said to me that she’d had read an article on line. The writer had defined her lovers as either fuckers or suckers. Some of them just wanted to fuck her and that others were content, to just suck her pussy. Kath suggested that I was probably a sucker type, and Graham was most defiantly a fucker. I must say, I was very pleased with myself when she followed on, by saying; you are rather good at it.
Kath left early on the Saturday morning, promising to keep me regularly updated with what was happening. Around breakfast time, Sunday morning, my phoned pinged, announcing the arrival of a text. It was from Kath, it was a simple one-liner, look what Graham had for breakfast. The accompanying photo came as a quite a shock, it was a close up of pussy, her smooth hairless pussy. Kath’s pussy lips looked raw and inflamed, her clitoris was swollen, engorged with blood and a trickle of Grahams cum had dribbled out and lay between her delicate inner lips.
I couldn’t help myself. I immediately took the phone into the toilet and came after frenziedly fisting my cock while intensely staring at the screen.
Kath continued to send me a photo’s every morning with before and after shots. My favourite, photo was of her one in the white Basque, which reminded me of our wedding night.
We only managed to speak a couple of time during the week. Kath had said she was pleased that the course was going well and that she’d learnt a lot and now felt confident enough to teach yoga professionally.
She’ did say that Graham had asked about me, and was pleasantly surprised how understanding I was. He asked her to thank me for allowing him to take care of my beautiful wife.
Kath also mentioned that she had made some new friends. One was a fellow student called Judith, who was also married and was sleeping with one of the course instructors. Kath had confided in her, that I knew about her and Graham, and even encouraged it.
We spoke briefly, on Thursday evening. Kath said she hoped to be home around the same time as last time. I asked her not wash and come home and tasting and smelling of sex. She said, she’d, mention it to Graham and was sure he would do his best. She also added that he had already marked her breasts and neck with love bites for me.
Kath’s arrived home a little later than planned as her train had been delayed. She managed a brief catch up with our boys, before joining me in our bedroom. There was no awkwardness or shyness from Kath this time. I lay down on the bed with a pillow tucked under my head, My wife immediately straddled my head. I inhaled deeply as she lowered her shaven cunt, onto my face. I was delighted. Kath had kept her promise, her cunt was un-washed and it smelt and tasted of sex.
Kath was not going to tease me, this was about her. She rode my face hard, squeezing her pussy muscles, forcing out a stream of her lovers cum, into my willing mouth.
After her first orgasm Kath raised her cunt slightly which allowed my tongue access to her pussy’s inner lips. I eagerly sucked up the remnants of Graham’s spunk.
Finally she turned her around and squatted over my face, lowered her anus onto to mouth. I could hardly breathe suffocating under the weight of my wife, Kath came, while frantically frigging her clit, and grunting like a bitch on heat. I came, humping the air, without her even touching my cock.
Breakfast with the boys, was a sedate affair, after they’d left for football practice, we sat down with a coffee, and had a conversation about her week. I asked her if it better than last time. She gave the question some thought, then said, yes, the sex was great. She had felt more confident enough to ask for what she wanted from Graham. I asked, what was that, my darling?
Kath took her time in answering. When I ‘m in bed with him, I don’t want to be a mother, a wife, or a teacher, I just want to be a cunt, to be fucked, to be used, as a slut. She said that, she loved being fucked bareback and having him cum inside her, it really turned her on.
I will now jump to 6 weeks later which was actually late last year. We had a booked short weekend break away. We were planning to do some Christmas shopping and have a weekend away.
Kath’s mother was staying at our home and was looking after our children. Both of us agreed that Graham would come up on the Sunday, and that they would spend some intimate time with each other, while I went off on my own.
I know I had agreed not to meet him but I discreetly waited in the hotel reception for Graham to arrive. I caught a quick glimpse of a man roughly fitting Kath’s description of him. He confidently was heading in the direction of the hotels rooms. I was rather surprised to see that he was a little bit older than what I had imagined.
I must have walked miles, trying to get a grip on my heighted emotions. Graham was no longer an anonymous cock servicing my wife’s hungry pussy. The cock now had a person on the end of it. A person whose cum I’d enthusiastically devoured from my wife’s, well used pussy. I mentally kicked myself for breaking my agreement with Kath about never meeting him.
I returned to the hotel at the agreed time and rushed up the stairs rather than wait for the lift to come. I found myself almost running down the hallway to our room. I waited silently at the door for a few moments, composing myself before opening it with my key card.
I slowly pushed the door open, Kath was lying in the middle of the bed completely naked with her legs spread wide apart. Her body was covered in a light coating of sweat and a rosy post coital glow. My eyes were immediately drawn to her Kath’s vagina, it looked as it had been ravaged. There were large amounts of semen which had run out of it and had formed a puddle on the sheet.
Kath opened her eyes and looked directly into mine and said what sounded more like an order than a question, “what are you waiting for husband”. I buried my face between my wife’s legs and eagerly feasted on her pussy. I did that for a long time. She came several times, each time holding my head still till her orgasm subsided. The she said, “it’s your turn now husband, fuck me as hard as you can. Give me everything you’ve got”.
I climbed up Kath’s sweat soaked body, and looked directly into eyes as I pushed my cock home. Despite the looseness of her cunt, I managed to make myself last a good while. Finally I pumped her full of my cum. There was surely enough to dilute any of Graham’s sperm and take my ownership back of her beautiful cunt. I wanted to do my best to use her and ravage her cunt like she had told me what she wanted from Graham.
Whilst Kath was packing to leave, she asked me to run a quick errand and buy her a packet of panty liners from a nearby supermarket. She said, “she didn’t want to risk sitting in a pool of cum on the train journey home”.
When we did get home the children were in bed and Kath’s mother soon turned in herself. Kath asked me what I wanted to do then. I told her that hopefully now she thought I was a fucker as well as a sucker. She agreed that I had done what she needed.
We went to bed and I sucked what was left of my own cum out of her. Then I fucked her again. Then we slept a happy sleep.
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She said she was a little concerned about me eating her out, knowing that she was full of Graham’s sperm, and asked if I was gay or bi-sexual. I answered truthfully, that no, I wasn’t and that, I was getting off on her empowerment and heightened sexuality. I made it plain that I didn’t want her to sleep with anyone else just him, and this was to be kept private, between us, the three of us.
We came to an understanding, that for her it was purely about her sexual gratification, that under no circumstances would she ever have me present when she was Graham. She didn’t want me to meet him but she was more than happy to share her experiences and her used body with me. Indeed it turned her on, knowing that I got off on her exploits and that I still wanted her even more.
Then although I suspected it, I was upset and disappointed to find out that Graham and Kath had been texting each other. In fact I was angry and more than a little bit jealous. I felt as if I had been side-lined, and I told her so. Kath eventually, showed me all of their texts, and I soon realised that they were mainly about the forthcoming course, that there was no emotion in there really. Some of them, had been about their sex and what he hoped to do with her, but only a few. I tried to change my mind-set, and eventually adopted the view, that Kath had an itch, that needed scratching and he was very good at doing it.
Kath was heading back to the next course the next weekend. She went shopping for some new risqué lingerie, no more cotton knickers for this girl. Later that evening, we were watching a film on the TV, during a commercial break, Kath teasingly turned to me, and out of the blue, said to me that she’d had read an article on line. The writer had defined her lovers as either fuckers or suckers. Some of them just wanted to fuck her and that others were content, to just suck her pussy. Kath suggested that I was probably a sucker type, and Graham was most defiantly a fucker. I must say, I was very pleased with myself when she followed on, by saying; you are rather good at it.
Kath left early on the Saturday morning, promising to keep me regularly updated with what was happening. Around breakfast time, Sunday morning, my phoned pinged, announcing the arrival of a text. It was from Kath, it was a simple one-liner, look what Graham had for breakfast. The accompanying photo came as a quite a shock, it was a close up of pussy, her smooth hairless pussy. Kath’s pussy lips looked raw and inflamed, her clitoris was swollen, engorged with blood and a trickle of Grahams cum had dribbled out and lay between her delicate inner lips.
I couldn’t help myself. I immediately took the phone into the toilet and came after frenziedly fisting my cock while intensely staring at the screen.
Kath continued to send me a photo’s every morning with before and after shots. My favourite, photo was of her one in the white Basque, which reminded me of our wedding night.
We only managed to speak a couple of time during the week. Kath had said she was pleased that the course was going well and that she’d learnt a lot and now felt confident enough to teach yoga professionally.
She’ did say that Graham had asked about me, and was pleasantly surprised how understanding I was. He asked her to thank me for allowing him to take care of my beautiful wife.
Kath also mentioned that she had made some new friends. One was a fellow student called Judith, who was also married and was sleeping with one of the course instructors. Kath had confided in her, that I knew about her and Graham, and even encouraged it.
We spoke briefly, on Thursday evening. Kath said she hoped to be home around the same time as last time. I asked her not wash and come home and tasting and smelling of sex. She said, she’d, mention it to Graham and was sure he would do his best. She also added that he had already marked her breasts and neck with love bites for me.
Kath’s arrived home a little later than planned as her train had been delayed. She managed a brief catch up with our boys, before joining me in our bedroom. There was no awkwardness or shyness from Kath this time. I lay down on the bed with a pillow tucked under my head, My wife immediately straddled my head. I inhaled deeply as she lowered her shaven cunt, onto my face. I was delighted. Kath had kept her promise, her cunt was un-washed and it smelt and tasted of sex.
Kath was not going to tease me, this was about her. She rode my face hard, squeezing her pussy muscles, forcing out a stream of her lovers cum, into my willing mouth.
After her first orgasm Kath raised her cunt slightly which allowed my tongue access to her pussy’s inner lips. I eagerly sucked up the remnants of Graham’s spunk.
Finally she turned her around and squatted over my face, lowered her anus onto to mouth. I could hardly breathe suffocating under the weight of my wife, Kath came, while frantically frigging her clit, and grunting like a bitch on heat. I came, humping the air, without her even touching my cock.
Breakfast with the boys, was a sedate affair, after they’d left for football practice, we sat down with a coffee, and had a conversation about her week. I asked her if it better than last time. She gave the question some thought, then said, yes, the sex was great. She had felt more confident enough to ask for what she wanted from Graham. I asked, what was that, my darling?
Kath took her time in answering. When I ‘m in bed with him, I don’t want to be a mother, a wife, or a teacher, I just want to be a cunt, to be fucked, to be used, as a slut. She said that, she loved being fucked bareback and having him cum inside her, it really turned her on.
I will now jump to 6 weeks later which was actually late last year. We had a booked short weekend break away. We were planning to do some Christmas shopping and have a weekend away.
Kath’s mother was staying at our home and was looking after our children. Both of us agreed that Graham would come up on the Sunday, and that they would spend some intimate time with each other, while I went off on my own.
I know I had agreed not to meet him but I discreetly waited in the hotel reception for Graham to arrive. I caught a quick glimpse of a man roughly fitting Kath’s description of him. He confidently was heading in the direction of the hotels rooms. I was rather surprised to see that he was a little bit older than what I had imagined.
I must have walked miles, trying to get a grip on my heighted emotions. Graham was no longer an anonymous cock servicing my wife’s hungry pussy. The cock now had a person on the end of it. A person whose cum I’d enthusiastically devoured from my wife’s, well used pussy. I mentally kicked myself for breaking my agreement with Kath about never meeting him.
I returned to the hotel at the agreed time and rushed up the stairs rather than wait for the lift to come. I found myself almost running down the hallway to our room. I waited silently at the door for a few moments, composing myself before opening it with my key card.
I slowly pushed the door open, Kath was lying in the middle of the bed completely naked with her legs spread wide apart. Her body was covered in a light coating of sweat and a rosy post coital glow. My eyes were immediately drawn to her Kath’s vagina, it looked as it had been ravaged. There were large amounts of semen which had run out of it and had formed a puddle on the sheet.
Kath opened her eyes and looked directly into mine and said what sounded more like an order than a question, “what are you waiting for husband”. I buried my face between my wife’s legs and eagerly feasted on her pussy. I did that for a long time. She came several times, each time holding my head still till her orgasm subsided. The she said, “it’s your turn now husband, fuck me as hard as you can. Give me everything you’ve got”.
I climbed up Kath’s sweat soaked body, and looked directly into eyes as I pushed my cock home. Despite the looseness of her cunt, I managed to make myself last a good while. Finally I pumped her full of my cum. There was surely enough to dilute any of Graham’s sperm and take my ownership back of her beautiful cunt. I wanted to do my best to use her and ravage her cunt like she had told me what she wanted from Graham.
Whilst Kath was packing to leave, she asked me to run a quick errand and buy her a packet of panty liners from a nearby supermarket. She said, “she didn’t want to risk sitting in a pool of cum on the train journey home”.
When we did get home the children were in bed and Kath’s mother soon turned in herself. Kath asked me what I wanted to do then. I told her that hopefully now she thought I was a fucker as well as a sucker. She agreed that I had done what she needed.
We went to bed and I sucked what was left of my own cum out of her. Then I fucked her again. Then we slept a happy sleep.
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