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Sharing Allie
by Craver

My wife Allie is a beautiful, trim, nicely proportioned 40
year old mother of two, who has worked hard to maintain her physical
appearance and succeeded. Basically, our life has been a happy one,
although over the years I've felt something was lacking in the
sexual side of our relationship. I've always enjoyed sex more than
Allie, and have tried very hard to interest her in a variety of
sexual variations, without much success. Until recently. Now,
these days, my darling, proper, almost shy wife has turned into...
dare I say it... somewhat of a slut.

What event, you ask, took place to trigger such a dramatic
change in a fairly conservative, "normal" suburban mother? The
answer may surprise you, because you see, the event was planned and
carried out be me.

Where do I begin to tell you about it, to explain to you why a
husband would do what I did to and for his wife. You see, the event
that changed our lives took place late one evening at our home, when
I willingly encouraged, and practically forced my darling wife Allie
to have sex with a friend of ours.

We had gone to a party with another couple, and unfortunately,
the wife of our friend had become sick. Since we were riding with
Hank and Janie, we had to leave when they did, and since their home
was a little closer to the party than ours, Hank dropped Janie off
first, before driving us to our house. I was feeling pretty good
following a few drinks at the party, and so was Allie. In fact, she
was rather more amorous than usual, and on the way to our house, I
let her ride in front with Hank while I rode in the back seat behind
her. Allie was wearing a very sexy black dress, with thin spaghetti
straps and a very low cut front, especially for her. As she turned
to speak to me, one of the straps fell off her shoulder, partially
exposing one of her perfectly formed breasts. I noticed Hank
glancing at it, and suddenly felt a tingling in my cock. Suddenly I
wanted my friend to see more of my wife, of her near-naked breast.

I leaned forward and kissed Allie, surprising her momentarily,
but as the kiss continued, in her alcoholic daze, she returned the
kiss, even opening her mouth to allow my tongue to touch hers. As
casually as possible, I began pulling the strap down over her
shoulder further, exposing to our friend more and more of my wife's

"What are you doing?" she giggled, pulling away from me.

"Just trying to show you off, my darling," I said. "You know
how proud I am of you, and your body."

She looked at me for a moment, then giggled. "But darling,
that's not nice. Is it, Hank?" she said, giggling again. "A
husband shouldn't show off his wife to his friends, should he?"

"Why not, if he's proud of her?" Hank said, playing along with

"See, baby," I said, tugging on the other strap on her dress,
surprised when she allowed me to also pull it down over her shoulder
as well, now exposing even more of her nearly naked chest. She
hadn't worn a bra, due to the design of the dress, and almost all of
her tits were now on display for Hank to see.

"You're bad, Donald," she said, her eyes rather glazed, not
altogether sure of what was going on. My cock was rock hard now,
and I knew this could be an excellent opportunity to see one of my
most exciting fantasies come true. To see my darling wife Allie
getting fucked by another man. Hank has always been rather open
about his admiration for my wife, so I knew it would be rather easy
to entice him into coming inside with us when we reached our home,
and I was right.

When we pulled into our driveway, I said, "Hank come on in for
a drink. That's the least we can do to show our appreciation for
your driving us home, okay?" I was especially grateful we'd allowed
the kids to spend the night at their friends' homes, so we had the
house all to ourselves.

When I invited Hank in, Allie looked at me rather strange, but
then just shrugged her shoulders and got out of the car, walking
rather unsteadily toward the front door. Once we were all inside, I
turned on the lights and told Hank to make himself at home, saying I
wanted to speak with Allie privately for a moment in our bedroom.
Leading her down the hall and into our bedroom, I kissed her and
said I wanted to do something exciting.

"What?" she asked, giggling quietly again. I realized she was
a lot drunker than I'd imagined, which was good, since Allie always
seems to be a lot more sexually pliable when she's been drinking.

"I want to show Hank just how beautiful my gorgeous wife
really is." Walking to her dresser, I opened it and took out one of
her sexiest negligees. "Here, darling. Put this on for me. I want
Hank to see you in them," I said, trembling slightly as I handed
them to her.

"Oh God!" she giggled. "He can't see me in these," she said,
smiling, her eyes dancing with glee. "He could see my tits right
through this material.

"I know, darling," I said seriously. "I want him to see you."

"Jesus, Donny, what's gotten into you?" Allie said, taking the
negligee from me. I quickly stripped off her dress, then knelt down
in front of her and took off her pantyhose. God how I hate those
things. When she was standing in front of me wearing only her
panties, I stripped those off her, too, and made her wear the
thinner bikini panties that came with the negligee.

"Put these on, darling," I said, so excited now I was
trembling as I rolled the panties up her thighs and over her cunt
and ass. As I dressed her in the sexy, transparent negligee my
hands shook and my cock twitched and jerked in my underwear.
Actually, it was in Allie's underwear. On a whim I had put on a
pair of her panties to wear under my slacks to the party. She had
smirked at me when I did it as we were dressing to go to the party,
asking me if I was turning into "a queer." I told her I wasn't,
saying I just liked the sexy feel of the texture of her nylon
panties on my balls and cock, which is true, but as I thought about
her remark, I wondered if in truth I really was becoming interested
in other men, or rather in their cocks. Now I took off my shirt and
slacks and she saw my hard cock making a dark stain in her panties.

"Jesus, Donny, you must really be hot. You're staining my
panties, you little faggot, you," she giggled. "Want Hank to see
you, too, Donny?" she teased. "Think he'd like to see you wearing
my panties?"

My cock twitched uncontrollably, and Allie laughed at me.
"You would, wouldn't you. And you'd probably like to watch him
fucking me while you played with yourself, wouldn't you, Donny," she
giggled, standing in front of me, weaving back and forth unsteadily.

"Let's go see Hank, darling. I can't wait to see the reaction
on his face when he sees you in that nighty," I said, taking a robe
out of the closet, pulling it on, tying it in front to hide my cock
and panties.

I led Allie down the hall toward the living room, listening to
her giggling as we walked into the room where Hank was standing. He
had taken off his jacket, and turned to see us walk into the room
when he heard Allie giggle.

"So Hank... what do you think? Have I got a beautiful wife or
what?" I said, holding Allie's hand high over her head, turning her
all the way around for him. In the brighter light of the living
room, I could clearly see her tits, and nipples, as well as her
light brown pussy hair, and I knew Hank could see all those things,

"Jesus Christ!" he gasped, and I was pleased to note that his
cock seemed to suddenly grow and twitch in his pants as he looked at
my sexy wife.

"Hi Hank baby," Allie giggled.

I led her over to Hank, and when the three of us were standing
next to each other, I said, "I want to try a little experiment,
darling. I want you to see if you can tell which of us is doing
something to you. So I have to blindfold you now, darling, okay?"

"Okay... I guess," Allie giggled again. I reached into the
pocket of the robe and took out a black sleep mask I'd brought with
me from the bedroom, placing it over Allie's head, over her eyes.

"No peeking, darling," I said, making sure the mask was in

"Okay," she giggled.

"Here... let me lead you over to the sofa," I said, helping
her sit between us. "Now... one of us is going to kiss you, and I
want you to see if you can tell who it is, okay?" I said, motioning
for Hank to kiss her. He leaned over and took my wife's head in his
hands, then leaned closer and began kissing her. I watched as my
wife opened her mouth and swallowed his tongue, and suddenly I just
had to touch my cock. I opened my robe and began playing with
myself as Hank moved away from Allie's face. He looked down at me,
and with my cheeks burning with shame and excitement, he smirked at
my panties.

"Nice underwear, Don," he said.

I blushed and felt my cheeks reddening, then turned to Allie
and said, "Could you tell who that kiss was from, darling?"

"Sure," she giggled. "It was Hank. I could tell because his
tongue feels bigger than yours. Wonder what else he has that's
bigger than yours," she said, laughing again. She was enjoying this
as much as I, and it motivated me to go further with the game.

"Now we're going to touch you, Allie. One of us is going to
touch your breasts. See if you can tell which one," I said, again
signaling for Hank to go first, giving him permission to fondle my

Hank smirked knowingly at me again as he leaned over and began
caressing Allie's breasts. As he fondled her he looked at me
playing with my cock. He kissed Allie again, and began to tug on
the sleeves of her negligee, drawing it down over her shoulders,
practically challenging me to try to stop him.

Naturally, I didn't. Instead I took my cock out from my
panties and let Hank see it, let him see how hard it was, although I
knew it was probably much smaller than his.

"Ohhh," Allie moaned as she felt cool air on her naked
breasts. "Oh God, Donny. My... my tits are exposed, aren't they.
Hank can see them, can't he."

"Yeah. I can," he whispered in Allie's ear, kissing and
caressing her, making sure she knew it was him.

"Hank? Is that you?" Allie smiled.

"Sure is, darling," he said proudly.

"Oh God, this is so exciting," Allie gasped, instinctively
spreading her legs.

"Should I touch her here, too, Don?" he said, reaching down to
cup Allie's cunt in his hand. I watched as he rubbed the wetness
from her cunt over her swollen clit, and it was all I could do to
keep from coming as I watched Hank slide the thin material of
Allie's panties aside, exposing her wet cunt to me as he slid his
fingers inside my wife's pussy.

"OHHHHHH Godddddddd!" Allie moaned, her head flopped back on
the sofa, jerking and twitching occasionally as Hank finger-fucked
her. "So nasty... so... so FUCKING naughty!" she gasped. Allie
rarely swears, and to hear her using the word fuck like that was
incredibly exciting for me, and, I knew, for her as well.

"Don, help me out here. Come over and unbuckle my belt. Then
take my pants off for me. You know you want me to fuck your wife
for you, so get me ready for her," Hank said. He didn't ask if I
would. He just simply told me to do it, knowing I would.

And I did, my cock sticking out above the edge of Allie's sexy
yellow nylon and lace panties that were cupping my balls. Hank
grinned at me as I knelt in front of him and unbuckled his belt,
unbuttoned his trousers, then unzipped them and pulled them down to
his ankles. Hank was wearing a pair of normal white cotton briefs,
and when I'd taken his pants off, watching as he continued to kiss
and finger-fuck Allie, he turned to me again and said, "Now take my
underwear off, too. Let's show this hot slut wife of yours what a
real cock feels like in her pussy."

"Oh God, Donny. Are you going to do that, darling? Are you
going to get him ready for me, Donny? Are you going to... to suck
his cock to get it hard for me?" Allie asked.

"Would you like him to?" Hank asked, grinning at me.

"Yeah!" Allie said, a dirty laugh gurgling from her throat as
she reached up and pulled the sleep mask off. She looked at me
kneeling there on the floor in front of Hank, her panties holding my
balls in place while my rather smallish but rock hard cock stood
straight out in front of me.

"Do it, slick," Hank snapped. "Put my cock in your mouth for
a minute. Get it hard enough to fuck your wife with," he continued.

I knew this was a turning point in our lives, a point of no
return for us if I did it. I also knew I had no choice. Repugnant
as it seemed to me to be at the moment, I knew I had to watch this
man sliding his cock into my beautiful wife's cunt or I would die.
My mind already made up, I turned to Hank and without thinking about
it any further, moved my head closer to him, opened my mouth, and
took his thick, immense cock inside my mouth, licking and sucking on
the very first cock I'd ever had in my mouth, for the very first

"Jesus you're a fag, Donny," Allie chided. "You're a fucking
queer. Aren't you!" she snarled.

"Answer the lady," Hank said. "Admit it. You like going down
on a real cock, don't you, bud. Doing a fucking good job at it,
too. You suck cock a lot there Donny boy?"

"No," I hummed so excited I didn't want to even take this huge
cock out of my mouth for even a second.

"Fucking wimp cocksucker," Allie snarled, humiliating me, yet
exciting me beyond belief. Never had I been so excited.

"Okay sport. That's good enough. I think I can fuck your
wife with this now, don't you?" Hank laughed, removing his cock from
my mouth.

"Jesus, Donald," Allie said, staring at Hank's dick. "Now THAT
is what I call a real cock.

"Wait 'til you feel it inside your cunt, darlin," Hank said,
pushing Allie back down onto the sofa, taking the ankle of one leg
and pulling it high up onto the top of the sofa, spreading her open
like a wishbone on a chicken.

"Oh God, Donald. I'm... I'm so EXPOSED this way, aren't I.
He can see everything, can't you, Hank. You can see all of me,
can't you," Allie moaned, playing with herself as we watched, her
desire to feel Hank's cock inside her so overwhelming she couldn't
stop herself from masturbating.

"I think you've got a real little nympho here, Donny boy.
Look how wet she is," Hank said, spreading Allie's cunt lips apart
with two fingers, opening her for me to see as she continued to rub
her clit.

Allie shrieked. "I'm COMINGGGGGG!" she screamed, her fingers flying
over her swollen clit as Hank and I watched her masturbation orgasm.

"Want me to fuck her, Don? Tell me," Hank said, taunting me
as he wrapped his cock in his fingers, squeezing it until a droplet
of pre-cum lubricant began oozing out the end of it.

"Yes. Do it. Fuck her! FUCK MY SLUT WIFE!" I shouted,
feeling my cock ready to explode.

"One more time first," Hank said sadistically. "Wipe this
jism all over the head of my cock with your tongue first. Then I'll
fuck her for you and show her what a real cock feels like in that
tight little pussy of hers."

Trembling, so close to coming I could hardly stand it, I
leaned forward and touched the tip of Hank's dripping cock with my
tongue, tasting the salty pre-cum lubricant on the head of his dick,
distributing it over the entire crown with my tongue, just as he'd

"God you're a sick little fucker, aren't you, buddy. Well
watch a real man fucking your slut now, Don. Like... THISSSSSS!"
Hank bellowed, sliding his cock roughly and deeply inside my wife's
waiting cunt.

"OHHHHH GODDDDDDDDDD!" Allie screamed, immediately wrapping
her legs around Hank's waist, drawing him further into her body, her
eyes staring at me but not seeing me, unfocused, glazed over with
drunken lust as he fucked her, triggering with her a series of
powerful, never ending orgasms, one right after the other. Allie
was so excited spittle was drooling from her mouth and down over her
chin. Suddenly I knew what I wanted to do to her. I moved over
next to her face, and with a shriek of perverted lust, unloaded my
cum all over her face, spurt after spurt of it, coating her cheeks
with cum, then wiping it around her face with my cock as Hank fucked

It was as though she hardly even noticed what I'd done. She
just kept fucking him, and coming, over and over, shouting his name,
telling him what a great fuck he was, how much better than I he was
at satisfying her.

"Oh FUCK," Hank groaned, suddenly lunging forward. I watched
as dimples appeared in his naked ass, a series of them, and I
realized each time I saw those dimples appearing in his ass he was
coming inside my wife, filling her with hot cum, sperm, way up
inside her willing pussy, her willing, slutty pussy.

After they were finally finished, Hank thanked me and
apologized for some of the things he'd said, explaining that he was
just trying to go along with my fantasy. I told him not to worry,
that I'd loved it, and invited him to visit us and fuck my wife
whenever he wanted, even adding that if we played our cards right
Allie might even consent to having a few other men visit at the same

"A gang bang, you mean?" Hank asked.

I blushed, and said, yes, that was exactly what I meant, and I
did, too. He said he felt that could be arranged, and I'm sure it
will, too. I can't wait.

After Hank left, I returned to the living room. Allie was
snoring softly, lying there on the sofa with her legs spread. Her
face was still coated with my cum, and some of her shoulder length
strawberry blond hair was caked and matted against her cheeks. One
of her feet was on top of the back of the sofa again, while the
other was draped over onto the floor. As I knelt before her,
staring at her wet, cum-matted cunt, what I saw there suddenly
filled me with such an intense desire to taste her I had to do it.

Crawling further up between her outstretched thighs, I looked
more closely at her freshly fucked pussy, staring at the river of
nasty looking hot white cum as it began to slolwy ooze out of her
cunt and down into the crack of her ass.

"God!" I sighed, as I felt my cock growing hard again.

"Hmmm. What darling?" she said, opening her eyes slowly.

"You look like such a hot slut, Allie," I said, taking my cock
in my hand again, playing with it as the excitement over what I was
going to do began to mount in me.

Allie grinned at me, her eyes coquettish, sensual, and she
stretched her arms above her head, then smiled at me again.
"Darling, I AM a slut," she purred. "And you made me into one, so
don't complain."

"Who's complaining," I said, grinning at her, moving my face
closer to the mushy cream filled cunt in front of me.

"Darling, eat me. You know you want to," Allie smirked. "You
really are a little faggot, aren't you, Donald. Sucking Hank's cock
like that. Shame on you, Donald. What a baddddd boy. Now EAT HIS
DO IT! EAT MEEEEE!" Allie screamed as my mouth suddenly darted
forward and buried itself in her drooling, slippery cum-leaking

"Oh my GODDDDDD!" she screamed, wrapping her legs around my
head just as she had around Hank's waist when he fucked her. I
could taste his cum, taste the salty texture of it, mingled with the
anchovie-like flavor of Allie's cunt. The creamy cum blended with
her juices to create a kind of sexual paste, and I found myself
sucking as hard as I could, eager to get every last drop of his cum
and her cunt juices into my mouth and down my throat. It was
delicious, and not just because of the way it tasted. It was the
thought of what I was doing that was so exciting, and I wondered
what my darling wife's pussy would taste like if in fact we ever did
arrange to have her gang-banged. My cock suddenly exploded cum all
over my hand as I jerked on it while slurping and sucking on my slut
wife's pussy. I tried to imagine how she would taste with the cum
of several men dripping out of her and into my mouth, and as she
came again, I knew, I just knew, she would do it. I had created a
mons opened a sexual Pandora's box, and there was no turning back

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