My Wife And The Carnie.

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I've posted a few stories on here about my wife. She has had a variety of boyfriends since we got married, some of which I didn't like, some I encouraged, and some I didn't even know about until later. My favourite of her adventures though, are the times I've spied on her.

I've let her pretend just to be my friend when we were out on my birthday so that she could sleep with a guy we met, and I managed to spy on them at the party.

I've drove 2 hours home, and 2 hours back to where I was on a business trip just so I could hide in the garage and watch her get fucked in our hot tub.

I've video taped her fucking guys in a hotel room.

My favorite up to this point was following her after the bar and watching her get fucked in a roadside pullout by some biker.

This story isn't as cool as far as the view, but it's my new favorite just from the risks I ran to spy on her and got away with it.

We have been married over 20 years. She doesn't look like she's had 2 kids and just turned 40. She still has a real nice, fit body, great blonde hair, and sharp blue eyes that guys love. Best of all, she's a total tramp, which guys also seem to love...

We were camping at an exhibition at a nearby large city a couple days ago. There was a midway with rides as well as shows later in the day. We had decided to take the kids and pull our camper out to a campsite at the fairgrounds.

The first night we were there, we had a great time as were having a few drinks. I wanted to take the kids back to the camper and hang with them since I didn't want to be hung over for the rides the next day. My wife stayed out and didn't come back to the trailer until around 4am. She told me she had met a guy that worked on the midway, and after a little interrogation, admitted she had fucked him. She said she really liked him. He was young, good looking, charming, and most important, hung. All my wife's lovers haven't been huge, but the ones that did have big cocks seemed to be her favourite. Anyways, this guy apparently wasn't lacking in that department.

She told me the next morning she would hang out with us for the morning, but her new boy toy was going to get the afternoon off to hang out with her, and she was going to go on the rides with him instead of us. Then they had plans to go see a concert that was going on. That didn't bother me since it was an 80's band I didn't care to see.

We were back at the camper for her to get ready well before noon, not giving us much time to enjoy the morning together. She showered and got all fixed up - makeup and hair. She was still just wearing a black see through swimsuit cover-up over some sexy underwear though, while she touched up her makeup in the bathroom mirror, and didn't seem to be in much of a rush to change. I told her she better get changed before her date got here, or she was going to be late.

She glanced over my shoulder as I stood in the bathroom doorway, checking for the kids, and replied that I would have to leave right away to take the kids to the rides since he was coming here to the camper to have fun instead, and asked me if that was ok.

What could I say? I shrugged and said "Sure, if that's what you want to do."

She stopped doing her makeup for a second and reached for her phone, keying in the password and read to me, a text from him.

"The only ride I'm interested in is you. I want to be balls deep inside you ASAP!"

She closed the phone down casually, and looked at me, not cruelly or rudely, but with an expression that said the answer was totally obvious and I was little slow, and said, "Balls deep inside me...and you and I both know that's DEEEEP.....so...ummm...yeah...that is exactly what I want to do!"

"Is that ok?", she asked. She reached out, and as usual when we talked about her getting fucked, I was getting a hard on that she could feel through my pants.

"Is it ok if he's balls deep inside me?", she asked again teasingly, and laughed as she felt my cock grow even more. She let go, and turned back finishing up her makeup.

"I figured it would be...." she added.

So I left with the kids. Our son is 17 and daughter 12, and they both enjoy the rides, so I didn't get wristband for myself. As they lined up, I decided I was curious about this guy and wanted to see him. I wondered if I hurried back if I could get a glimpse of him before he went into my trailer. I told the kids to stay together and to text me when they were done the rides. Then I walked quickly back to the camping area. I approached my camper from a strange angle in case he was just getting there, but I realized I was too late. When I left, I had left the solid door pinned open with only the screen door shut. Now the main door was closed as well, and the A/C unit was running. I knew he was inside already.

My wife had made me close all the blinds for her before leaving, so I knew there was very little chance of being seen so I snuck in close to see if I could hear something. I couldn't hear anything, and realized how busy it was around, and how bad it would look if I was peering in the windows. I had the bright idea to roll under the camper when no one was looking. We had coolers and lawn chairs stuck underneath in case it rained, so I was pretty obscured from view. I lay there looking up at the floor of the camper and wondered what was happening inside.

I could hear muffled voices, laughter, and creaking as they moved around, but no rocking of the trailer yet. I remembered to put my phone on vibrate. What a fuck show that would have been if it went off.

I didn't even realize anything was happening before the trailer started to rock gently and I felt a surge of butterflies both in stomach and my pants. If I strained I could hear the occasional muffled moans, but it was loud outside and hard to hear. It was exciting to know my wife was getting fucked only a couple feet above me, but it was really disappointing I couldn't hear more.

The trailer was starting to creak a little more now, and my frustration grew. I wanted to see what was happening.

The trailer is a family camping type model with a rear bedroom for the kids and separate entrance, but I couldn't remember if the door to the kids section had been closed when I left. It was possible they had closed the door to the front bedroom, but that wasn't guaranteed, for even likely. Why would they? So I weighed the odds. There was 2 doors between the kids room and our bed. Or my wife and lovers bed, however you wanted to look at it. Both, either, or neither of the doors might be closed. If they were both open, guaranteed, the two inside would know if I opened the back entrance because the bright outside light would shine in. I was so torn. I crawled out. No matter what I decided, being under the camper wasn't doing it for me. I might as well be riding rides. I wandered off a little, building my nerve and fighting down my common sense. This wasn't worth it. It could go bad so many ways. Still, I wandered back to the rear door, and stood there with my hand on the handle, heart hammering. I could feel the rock of the trailer yet, so I knew at least they wouldn't be standing there getting the 10 cent tour of the camper when I opened it. I cracked the handle, pushing against the door to make sure it didn't open. Then an inch at a time, I opened it, expecting the worst. When I stuck my head in, the kids door was closed. Thank Christ the kids are so messy. My wife probably didn't want her new guy to see the mess. I crept in slowly, trying not to rock the trailer in a different manner than it was rocking already. I would have to remember to get the fuck out before they stopped. They would feel me jumping out the back for sure. One more thing to worry about.

While I was glad the kids door was closed, all this would be for nothing if the door to the front bedroom was closed as well. Now what? Fuck. I couldn't open the door enough to stick my head out and watch them. That would be so obvious! Camper doors though have a huge gap at the top when the camper has vaulted ceilings, and by standing on the lower bunk, I could awkwardly hang on and peer through the crack at the top.

Fucking Jackpot! The front bedroom door was wide open, and I could clearly see my wife of 20+ years getting her brains fucked out!

She was sideways on the bed, so I had a side view of her. He was around the corner. All I could see of him was his hands holding my wife's legs in the air, pushing her knees towards her shoulders. My wife's face and head was totally obscured by the pillow her clenched fists held over her own face. Her cries and moans were still audible now that I was inside, but it certainly explains why I couldn't hear anything outside. I was glad though, it had ****** me to come in, and the scene was incredibly hot! He was slamming into her hard, rocking the trailer, and her firm tits swayed from the force. Her shaking arms and clenched fists threatened to either suffocate her or rip that poor pillow in half. Again and again he slammed into her. She tried to straighten her legs forcing her hips to tilt up. I knew the move. She could angle herself so he could hit her g-spot. Things were really getting good, and that fucking pillow continued to take a lot of abuse. It was still loud, even with the pillow.

One hand came off the pillow, and started to kind of flail at what I though would be his chest. Maybe his face. I couldn't tell. I hoped he got a finger nail in the eye. Her back arched and she convulsed with a shriek so loud it shocked me. The gasping of breath and the slow smack of bodies seemed really quiet in the aftermath, as he continued to slide into her slow now, letting her catch her breath.

He lowered her legs, swinging them to the side, and rolling her over. I got a half second glimpse of the guy as he moved her into doggie style. Yeah, he was good looking alright. And fucking packing a real long thick cock. I didn't envy that pillow. Shit was about to get real for it now, as he disappeared from sight. There was no doubt when he slid back into my wife though. Her head shot up and a ragged groan that sounded like an animal echoed through the camper. Instead of doggy though, once he was in, he pushed her forward flat facedown on the bed, and I could see his top half leaned over her, as he started to drive his cock into her and down, a position I knew she liked because any cock, even one as average as mine could hit her g-spot. A large one would annihilate it, and it was immediately obvious that was happening. The pillow was long gone, and even having replaced it by screaming into the full mattress I could clearly hear her cries of ecstasy. I wasn't surprised. This position got her going. What surprised me was when she reached back, grabbing his hand and guiding it to her ass.

It should have been funny to me. She had done that to me before, pulling out a support arm like that while i'm on top. It makes it awkward to hold yourself up with one hand. It was too hot though, knowing what she was doing. She guided his hand to her ass, and hinted by pushing at his fingers for him to stick a finger up her ass. He didn't miss a beat, jamming his thumb roughly up her ass. It looked incredibly uncomfortable for him, hunched forward on one arm, his other tucked almost underneath himself to finger her ass. He was young and strong though, and handled it like a pro. It didn't take long anyways before my wife had an orgasm that had her whole body shaking and convulsing. Again he slowed until she caught her breath, but she had obviously had enough because she pulled away. She moved shakily to sit on the side of the bed, giggling and saying something I couldn't hear. Then the end of that monster cock moved into my view for a second before my wife swallowed it. The guy wasn't wearing a condom of course. Classic. This isn't the first time my wife did that. She even has some. She just doesn't bother.

She's leaned forward now, and all I can see is her bottom on the bed, and a peek once in a while at her rocking shoulders as she sucked this guy off. His moans were getting loud now, and I knew that the reduced view wasn't worth the risk of staying until after he blew his load and having them feel me leave the trailer. As much as I wanted to be there when my wife swallowed this guys load, it was time to leave.

I made a slow and careful exit and texted my boy, meeting up with them to complete my clean getaway.

Without a doubt my riskiest and most enjoyable ninja move!
 
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Super story. Sounds like you two really have something that works. Our first time was behind my back at a party so your mentioning party sex hit a chord for us.
 
Great story, I always enjoyed watching my wife just like you watching yours. I think that it was also more enjoyable when this wasn't a planned lover, one that just happened.
 
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