I Still Can't Believe It Happened

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Dinner went well, we had gone to the living room to relax, and were well into our second bottle of wine. John had put us all at ease with his steady flow of complements of Dawn. He told me that she was the prettiest woman at the office and smart too. He said that all the men were lusting after her and the women were a jealous of both her beauty and her ability. We were all feeling the affects of the wine and very comfortable with each other when John dropped the bomb!

He turned, locked eyes with Dawn and asked, “Did you do what I told you to do?” She lowered her head slightly and looking up at him with her vibrant blue eyes, and whispered a simple “Yes”. “Well then show me.”, he responded. She nervously stuttered, “Here?” “Now?” His whole demeanor changed when he ordered, “Right here and right now!” “Steve said he wanted to watch, so let him watch!” Dawn glanced at me for guidance, but I was so shocked by his tone that I couldn’t even speak. Following his direction she rose, moved to the window and turned to face us. She didn’t even look my direction , but kept her eyes locked with John as she reached to the buckle of her jeans. Without hesitation she unbuckled, unzipped and pushed her jeans to her knees. It took my breath away that my sweet, shy, reserved wife would drop her jeans in front of a complete stranger. But then he was not a complete stranger to her. And then, oh my God, it hit me: no panties and no hair! She stood with her arms at her sides, the sleeves of her sweater and the sweater hem and the jeans at her knees blatantly framing her naked torso from her flat tummy just above her naval, across her hips and to bottom of her thighs . . .the slot of her pussy clearly visible. I sat motionless, unable to speak. I just stared as he commanded, “Very nice, now take it all off so I can see those gorgeous tits.” As if in a trance, she did his bidding and soon stood totally naked, except for her heels, directly in front of our living room window. As she stared directly at John; I stared at her . . . seeing her for the first time as the other man. Her raven hair complemented the flawless completion of her classically beautiful face. Her cheeks were red with embarrassment and her eyes teary, but she did not object to his demands and her stiff nipples proclaimed her arousal. Before I could even take it all in, he directed her, “You’re so beautiful . . . Come on over her so I can enjoy you.” As if I was not even in the room, she maintained eye contact with only him as she walked toward the sofa, her hips swaying seductively and her bare breasts juggling as she strut.

When she reached John, she turned and sat naked on his lap. Knowing that he was in control he began to talk to me as he openly fondled my wife, “I love her tits . . . they’re so soft and heavy.” He slowly lifted, and softly kneaded her breasts; pulled and gently twisted on her nipples. He wanted me to know that Dawn had granted him unrestrained access to her body. I couldn’t believe that she would sit still without objection as he groped her and talked about her so crudely, but he continued to taunt me, “I could suck on her sweet nipples for days.” He stopped his conversation with me to demonstrate as he licked and suckled on her tits. He milked her with his lips and painted her nipples with strokes of his tongue until they protruded like bullets from her chest. A soft moan escaped her lips when he began to literally bite and chew on her erect nips, and she allowed his hands to roam freely across her naked body. I watched, still unable to make a sound, as one hand slid down her back to toy with her ass before dipping into the crackbetween cheeks. The other hand stroked her midriff, explored her navel, and then disappeared between her legs. My head was spinning and I was almost sick with jealousy, but I was also unbelievably aroused. I had a raging hard-on.
 
I couldn’t believe my eyes, I had known Dawn since high school. She had always been so reserve. She would never consider walking around nude. She always dimmed the lights before undressing. She slept in a t-shirt and would slip it over her head before removing her bra. And yet I had just watched her strip naked in our brightly lit living room for John. Obviously embarrassed, she sat with her eyes closed, totally naked while he fondled, no he groped her tits, ass, and pussy. She knew I was watching, and yet she made no attempt to move when he parted her knees for easy access between her legs.

He instructed her once more and she moved quickly into position to lay across his lap with her hips on his knees. This position ****** her to arch her back, bury her face in the sofa cushion, and push her ass high in the air. He softly stroked her flanks and ran the tips of his fingers along the crack between her cheeks as absentmindedly as if he were petting a kitten while he continued to taunt me. “Dawn is such a hot babe.” “She willing to do anything.” “She loves to be nasty.” “But I guess you wouldn’t know that.” “From what she tells me, you’re kind of a ’in-and-out’ man.” That was like a punch to the gut. I couldn’t believe that Dawn had complained about my sexual performance to him, and I felt a need to defend myself. But before I could get anything out he continued, “Don’t try to deny it . . .I bet you have never even seen her ass hole.” I was shocked by his crude talk and surprised that Dawn would just lay there and let him caress her most private areas. I wanted to tell him to shut up and get the hell out of my house when he reminded me, “You’re the one who set this up.” “You’re the one who wanted to watch.” “Hey, don’t get pissed at me . . . I guess she just didn’t tell you everything!” He was right. I had encouraged Dawn to go out for drinks with him the first time. And I was the one who made her call him back because I wanted to see it for myself. Dawn had warned me that he was very aggressive and that maybe it wasn’t a good idea to see him again, but I never expected to see her dominated like that.. As all of that passed through my mind, John took my silence as an admission so he continued to push, “I think it is about time you did.” “Why don’t you come on over here and I’ll show you your wife’s ass hole.” “It’s so pretty and pink . . . You’ll love it . . . I do!”
 
Great story, please continue. You must love being a pussy in front of your wife.
 
I was insulted. He had the nerve to tell me that he was going to show ME my wife’s ass hole. But then I felt embarrassed because he was right. I had always been sensitive to Dawn’s privacy, and protective of her dignity. Humiliated and zombie-like I followed his direction and stood behind the sofa looking down as he pet her cheeks. I watched as if in a trance, my arms limp at my side, as he stroked and squeezed Dawn’s ass cheeks. She groaned, obviously uncomfortable with me watching, but she made no attempt to move. He directed his conversation back to me, “When she called me I told her to remove all that fuzz that you let her have.” “This is the way I like my women . . . bare and pink!” To emphasize his description he pried her cheeks apart to reveal her hidden charms. As he spoke he tickled the tender puckered flesh of her ass hole until it ’winked’ obscenely at us, and toyed with the outer lips of her pussy until they opened like the fluted edges of a
sugar bowl revealing her hot pink inner lips. We had been married for five years and I never dreamed that she would allow her most private holes to be put on blatant display in a brightly lit room. He continued to push, “ She loves this . . . look how creamy her pussy is!” “Watch this”, he boasted as he ordered, “ Spread your cheeks and show us your pretty ass hole and cunt.” Dawn whined momentarily before dipping four fingers of each hand deep between her cheeks to spread them wide open. As she spread the taunt globes of her ass her most private body tissues became fully illuminated. Her gaping cunt glistened with arousal and the darken pucker of her ass hole was on blatant display. With no hair to cover her, she brazenly flaunted her naked holes for John, in front of me. She wanted him to see what she had never shown me! She moaned and whimpered as he pushed two fingers effortlessly between the distended lips of her pussy and I stared in disbelief as I watched his thumb sink knuckle-deep in her ass hole. “She can‘t get enough”, he bragged, as he rocked his hand back and forth, keeping his thumb in place but pistoning his fingers in her sex. Dawn squirmed uncontrollably in his lap, his fingers producing squishy sounds in her sloppy pussy. No longer caring that I was watching, Dawn was panting like a bitch in heat!
 
Sensing that she was too hot to deny him, he pushed her off his lap to the floor. “Steve wanted to see, so lets show him what a slut he is married to.” As she sat on the floor, he stood, towering above her, pushed his jeans and shorts down to his ankles, and sat back on the sofa. Dawn’s face was flushed with arousal, her eyes focused on the pillar of flesh that bobbed and twitched just inches from her face. “Go on“, he ordered, “show him how you like to lick my balls.” She hesitated for just a moment, but he wouldn’t tolerate it, “Now I’m going to have to teach you a lesson”, he scolded. John put his big hand behind Dawn’s neck and eased her toward his cock until his dickhead brushed her lips. As she parted her lips he slowly slid it in. He knew just what to say to keep me frozen with humiliation. “Open your eyes, look at Steve and show him how pretty you look with my cock in your mouth!” Dawn obeyed, and for the first time she looked directly at me. We seldom had oral sex, but there she was, naked, on her knees, her breasts heaving , her nipples taunt, her sparkling blue eyes seeming pleading for forgiveness, her lips stretched to capacity to accommodate the girth of his rod, and his shaven balls resting on her chin. He made her continue to look at me while he took her jaw in his hands and began to literally fuck her face. He fucked her deep and hard. Her eyes filled with tears, strange gargle-like sounds escaped from her as he pounded her mouth and throat. She was slobbering all over his cock and a mixture of saliva and pre-cum flowed from her mouth to coat her lips, dangle, then drop from her chin to splat on her chest and flow between her breasts.
 
Without warning he jerked his dick from her mouth emerging wet and sticky. “Now you have nothing to hide”, he said. “Steve knows what a filthy cock-sucking ***** you are!” “So lick my balls now like I told you before.” he demanded. I watched as my sweet, beautiful wife used broad strokes of her tongue to bath his nuts, his slimy prick bouncing against her cheek and nose, leaving streaks of goo across her porcelain-like skin. At his direction she licked up the length of his shaft and swirled her tongue around his sensitive helmet. She began to lick the entire length of his manhood, from his balls to the tip of his cock. He propped his heals on the edge of the sofa and spread his knees to give her full access between his legs. She dabbed at the juices that oozed from his slit with the tip of her tongue, and then licked at the ropes of pre-cum that threaded her lips to his cockhead. “Oh baby, you know how I love that!”, he encouraged. She was like a woman possessed and I was sick with jealousy. I never imagined that my wife could behave like that . . . it was as if she had become someone else. Then came the ultimate act of degrading her and humiliation for me when he ordered, “Do it for me now, baby . . .lick my ass hole!” I felt as if I had been kick by a mule when she moved without hesitation to wedge her face between his cheeks. He was almost delirious, and kept repeating, “Oh yeah, baby . . . just like that . . . stick your tongue in there . . . lick it . . . lick it!” My stomach was knotted and I couldn’t breath as I watched her perform the filthy and depraved act.
 
He was still in control and he wanted us to know it, so he pushed at her forehead to dislodge her face from his ass. He ordered her to her hands and knees in front of me. Positioning himself behind her he had her arch her back and began to teasingly poke at her sex with his stiff rod. She was moaning and whimpering at his touch. “Tell Steve what you need, princess.” he instructed. With her head lowered facing the carpet, I could barely hear a faint, ”I need it.” That wasn’t enough for John. He pulled on her hair like a reign to bring her head up to face me. “Tell us what you need and I’ll give it to you.” She knew what he wanted and looking me directly in the eyes she submitted to him, “I need you to fuck me . . . Please . . . fuck me good!” I had never even heard Dawn use that word, but she was begging for it! I had always been gentle with her, easing my dick into her so she could adjust to my penatration. John shoved in his prick, ball deep, with one thrust! Taking both shoulders in his hands for leverage he pounded her doggy-style with long hard strokes. She was in another world, thrashing her head from side to side, her main of raven hair whipping through the air, as she screamed. “Ahhhhh . . . Your cock is so big and fat . . . It stretches my little pussy!” “Fuck me . . . Fuck me harder!” “I need your cock . . . I need to be fucked!” “Oh yeah, do it, do it!” Oh my god, my beautiful, sweet, shy wife, the mother of my daughter, was HIS cock-hungry slut!

When he knew he was ready to pop, he withdrew from her and she sat back on her haunches. Again I watched in disbelief, completely drained by humiliation, as he stood, turned his back to me, spread his legs, positioned her between them, and placed his hands on his hips. By spreading his legs wide he lowered himself toward her, but with her sitting on her heals, she still had to raise her face up and tilt her head back to take his meat in her mouth. From my position his thighs framed her naked torso. I could see her bare breasts between his legs as she reached up to place both hands on his ass. Her manicured fingers squeezed his ass cheeks to bring his cock within her reach. His shaven balls were visible just beneath the curve of his ass cheeks and I could clearly see from behind his balls down the length of his shaft until it disappeared in her mouth. She used her grip on his ass to pull herself up enough to impale her mouth with his prick She sucked with whorish abandon until he jerked his cock from her mouth. With only the very tip of his dick cradled in the curl of her tongue, John blew his load. Ribbons of cum criss- crossed her upturned face, puddling on her tongue. She swallowed his jizz and licked her lips as he helped her to her feet. He patted her on her naked ass and told her go clean up and put on what he brought for her.
 
I sat in my recliner while John dressed. He told me what a great wife I had and how lucky I was. He consoled me, “She really loves you, ya know.” “She just needs a little down and dirty sex.” Just as Dawn reentered the room he finished with, “Well you got what you wanted . . . You got to watch.” “But I’m not quite done with her yet, so I’m going to take her with me.” “I’ll bring her back to you, all safe and sound in the morning.” I looked at Dawn to check her reaction to his idea and it was obvious. She looked ravishing but the dress he had chosen for her clung to her like a second skin. It was made of silk, with thin straps over her shoulders. Its fuchia color accented her raven hair and fair complection. She was obviously naked under the dress, her nipples making blatant bumps in the smooth fabric that clung to her so that the entire shape and size of her breasts were revealed. Her breasts moved unrestrained under the bodice, and the hem was easily eight inches above her knees. It looked more like it should be worn as a slip. In fact, I never saw her dress that sexy, not even as a night gown, and she was prepared to go out in public like that with him. John instructed, “Tell Steve good night and that you will see him in the morning.” She walked to me, and when she bent to kiss me on the cheek, her tits swayed before my eyes, naked to the nipples. She whispered, “I love you . . .please don’t be mad . . . and don’t be hurt . . .I’ll be back early in the morning and we can talk.” They turned and began to walk away together. I sat there as if frozen as they walked out the door with his hand gripping her barely covered, obviously naked ass.

I didn’t sleep that night. What a strange mixture of emotions I felt. I would sit for a while, then get up and walk around only to return to my recliner. I couldn’t watch TV, I couldn’t read, I could only think of her . . .them. Pangs of jelousy racked my heart. What was she doing? Who was she with? What would people think when they saw her in that dress? Was she walking around on the street in that almost naked state? Could she be dancing in a club with her tits practically naked and bouncing around for anyone to see? He might have her do anything . . . He didn’t seem to have limits, and she didn’t seem to be able to tell him no. One minute I would cuss and throw things, the next I would imagine intricate plans on how I was going to woo her back to my arms. Surprisingly, I was also undeniably aroused. I had jerked off three times and I still got hard when I thought of their lewd sex show. I never dreamed she could be so naughty . . .so sexy!
 
wow...great descriptions...i am rock hard
 
hopefully he took her to a club and let all of his friends fuck her like you you never had. her pussy and ass was so full of cum you could eat it for days, thats what he should have did if he didnt. then make some money off her pussy and ass then bring her used ***** ass home for you to clean and get ready for later that night again cause he will cum back and bring his friends to your house and tie you up and make you watch her take all of them, then have you suck them hard as they waited their turns to fuck her slut ass again
 
I posted this story to entertain but also as a way to sort through all this crap for myself. I never thought of myself as wimpy. Actually I was on a wrestling scholarship in college and I’m pretty confident that I could kick his ass if I decided to.

But I was always a little shy around women and I felt lucky that I had landed Dawn. I’m telling you, she’s so fucking beautiful and all my friends are envious of me because of her. I always saw Dawn as a “good” girl and never even thought that she would consider doing anything really nasty so I always treated her respectfully and never pushed her very hard. Our sex life was good . . . at least I thought it was, but it was pretty “vanilla” compared to what I had watched with John.

All the girls I had dated were the girl next door type and I always wandered what it would be like to be with a girl who was wild. It was a hard lesson to learn that it wasn’t the girls I had dated . . . it was me! I had no clue that Dawn had a wild streak and found it exciting to be used by a man . . . to be man handled and treated like a slut . . . to have , as John called it, “down and dirty sex”!

The truth is, I really don’t think that Dawn knew that she needed it when I first approached her on the idea. She was flattered that the guy at work was coming on to her, but very hesitant when I suggested that she flirt back with him, and even more hesitant when I told her to accept his lunch date and to tease him a little. I thought that it would give her confidence a boost and loosen her up a bit. Then it just snowballed out of control.

What I couldn’t understand was that I liked it. It was so exciting to see that Dawn could be so hot and nasty. It was like being on a porn movie set except that I knew the girl, and she was doing all the nasty stuff I had only fantasized about. It was sort of like getting the chance to see the little high school cheerleader that you dreamed about naked and fucking like a *****. And yet it wasn’t all fun . . .I felt sick to my stomach watching how willingly and enthusiastically she offered herself to him like she never done with me.

That was not all of the story . . . it’s on going. If there is interest, I was share more.
 
SteveandDawn said:
That was not all of the story . . . it’s on going. If there is interest, I was share more.
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Please do. You write well, and manage to convey the complexity of the reality of your situation and not just the fantasy BS.
 
update?

Please post more. We are all anxiously waiting.
 
Without a doubt that was one of the most well written stories I have read. I sincerely hope that you write more.

Thanks for the storey.
 
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