A Taken Wife

She stood up, one hand still rubbing her sex and the other pulling on her nipples. I imagined that I was standing behind her. I was the one thrusting my penis into her body as she pushed her hot little ass back into my groin. It was my hands that were caressing her tits now not hers. She was begging me to let her cum and pushing back hard against my throbbing member. I was seeing to my wife right there in the shower and for a little while, I was her best lover.

I continued to watch as she put a hand against the glass to steady herself. Her other hand was working her pussy violently bringing her closer and closer to orgasm. She loved to fuck herself and I was as hard as a rock as I watched her masturbating her vagina.

I too was pulling at my little hard-on when suddenly I imagined that it wasn’t me in the shower standing behind her, it was her lover, Randall. She wrapped her arms back around his head and pulled him into a long and sexy french kiss. My wife moaned into his mouth as he mauled her big tits. He was driving his cock deep into my bride as he held her tight and she was helplessly forced to take his large cock into her tummy.

Standing on her tiptoes, she braced herself with her hands against the shower stall. She would have toppled over had he not been holding her onto his large cock as he furiously fucked into her womb. She was putting woman cum on his large thrusting shaft now and the mewling noises that my wife made as her lover pleasured her were very erotic. She praised him as he filled her to overflowing with his love juice.

I was close to orgasm myself and I guess that I was off in dreamland because I never heard the water stop. Lynn was now being the voyeur, watching as I massaged myself.

“Uh-hum,” she cleared her throat.

My eyes opened to find her wet and dripping body in the open shower door.

“Just what is my little hubby doing?” She asked.

I couldn’t speak. She smirked knowingly and started patting herself dry. Lynn stared at me as she patted the water rivulets that clung to her sexy body.

“Does little hubby need some attention?” She asked.

I nodded.

“Were you watching me showering? What did you see?” She questioned. Again I only nodded.

“Did you see me playing with myself? Do you like spying on your wife?” She asked belligerently.

I said that I was sorry and that I just couldn’t help it. She sent me to get her some nightclothes as she turned to the mirror to fix her hair. I returned with a sexy little baby-doll nighty. I laid it by her side and watched in the mirror as her eyes perused the tiny flimsy garment that I had brought to her.

She smiled and asked if I wanted to play.

“Only if you want to,” I wimpishly said.

She once again sent me away because she didn’t want me staring as she finished getting ready for bed. I left and was hopeful that I could make love to her after all.

I was already under the covers as she stopped in the bathroom doorway. She posed seductively in her baby doll nighty and Like a cat, she slinked over to the bed. Now standing at my side, she asked.

“Like what you see?”

I responded gleefully. The thin pink nighty was transparent. Her sexy little panties were not fully covered and I could see her soft hairless pussy lips bulging through the thin material of the panty. My eyes traveled upward to her big boobs. Her nipples were poking the front of the nighty as the small tight garment strained too hold her breasts in place.

Setting upright, I took her small dainty hand and pulled her onto my lap. We kissed lovingly. It was the first actual kiss that she had given me in two days. Her newly applied red lipstick was now smeared as our tongues touched and my hands went straight to her breasts. I massaged her softly enjoying the feel of her full soft mounds. Her nipples were between my fingers and I slightly squeezed. She moaned softly and dropped her hand down to my still hard penis. Now it was me that moaned as she toyed with my dick.

Her fingers lightly stroked my hard shaft. She knew how to really get me going. She gripped at the base of my dick and pulled up until her fingers were caressing the head. She would make several half circles around the crown and resume back down my shaft until her red fingernails contacted my sac.

I was moaning into her mouth. I too wanted to explore so I used my other hand to finger her panty crotch. Her excited clitoris made a bump in her panties and I fingered the spot lightly causing her to become wet. We broke our kiss and she stopped stroking my shaft. I however, continued to softly caress her petals. I pulled down the top of her baby-doll and exposed a hard nipple. Taking the nipple between my lips, I slightly chewed on her hard little bud making it stand up proudly.

Her panties now stuck to her sex with the wetness. She was holding my head to her bosom forcing the nip to my mouth. She then pushed me back into a laying position, stood up and climbed atop straddling my chest. She wiggled forward until her pussy was directly over my mouth. She briefly teased at her nipples as I peered up.

She dropped her right hand to her crotch and tapped at her engorged clit. Lynn’s eyes closed and she pulled the panty crotch to one side. She sat back smothering my mouth with her wet vagina. Using my tongue, I slipped the tip along and then as deep into her folds as I could. She was warm and moist. She scooted almost unnoticeably against my lips. She gripped the side of my head with her thighs and I heard her moan and slightly shiver. She worked at her nipples furiously as I ate her sex. I slid a finger between us to gather her wetness. Pushing my index finger inside her pussy caused another shiver and she forced herself down. Her full weight now rested atop my sucking mouth.

I retracted my finger and used it to tease her other opening. Her tight asshole spasmed as she invited me to enter. I pushed slowly. Occasionally, I gathered more of her juices to further increase the wetness.

I then removed my tongue from her pussy and started using it to spear into her tight little asshole. She loved for me to tongue fuck her ass and now that she was wet enough to penetrate, I resumed my duties at her vagina. I snaked my index finger back into my brides ass as I licked her shaved pussy.

Her rear muscles sucked my finger in passed the first knuckle. I pushed and pulled until my entire finger was deep inside her tight rear passage. Her juices flooded her pussy and ran into my waiting mouth as I sucked the wetness eagerly. I gently chewed her clitoris and fingered her ass until she started to jerk wildly.

She pulled a handful of my hair as if holding me in place as she ground her cunt against my mouth. Her asshole violently grasped at my finger and it felt as if she wanted my whole hand inside her. I was now her saddle. She bounced on my face as she started her cum. Ooh’s and aah’s escaped her luscious red lips and she shook wildly.

She tried to restrain her cries but I guess that it just must have felt too good. She drained her orgasm directly into my mouth. She was using her vaginal muscles to push the fluids out of her gyrating body which caused my mouth to overflow. I could feel the slick substance as it dripped down my face and pooled where her thighs had stopped the flow. Another small orgasm washed over her as I extracted my finger from her rectum and she flopped over into a laying position beside me.

Lynn was still breathing heavily as she lay there with her knees bent up and spread open. Taking this opportunity I moved into position to enter my bride. I pulled her soaked panties to the side and placed the head of my penis at her wet shiny entrance.

She paid little attention as I worked into the sloppy opening. Hell, I snuck the entire 5-3/4 inches of my penis into my wife without even disturbing her. I think that she only acknowledged my penetration when I leaned over to kiss her because I had tried to open her mouth with my tongue. She wouldn’t allow it.

She stared into my eyes as I sawed in and out of her sexy body. Her orgasm was so massive that she looked as if she was drugged or something. Coming to her senses suddenly, she asked me what I thought that I was doing?

I tried to ignore her because she had said earlier that I was not allowed to have sex with her until after her date. She mercifully let me continue to pump away inside her body. She twisted up as I made love to her and reached into her nightstand drawer. She felt around until she found what it was that she was after.

She smiled as she presented her latex dildo. I watched as she dragged the latex cock across her exposed nipple and then up to her pouty mouth. I stared in awe as she opened wide sucking the large phallus into her mouth. She pushed it deeper and deeper until her throat swelled around its girth and still fucking, I leaned down softly kissing the bulge the fake cock was making as she sucked it down her throat.

Returning to my watching position our eyes met. She was teasing me, that much I could tell. She extracted the cock from her throat and as it cleared her mouth, she kissed its large head. She then drug it down between her breasts, over her tummy to a position next to my pistoning dick.

She smirked at me as she grasped my penis with her other hand and forcibly removed me from her wet vagina. I groaned as I was taken out. She then slowly worked her latex lover into her body. She giggled at my sorrow as I realized that she was replacing me. She moaned as she allowed the larger lover to penetrate her cunt. Having been denied, I resigned myself to jacking off over her hairless mound. As I worked my fingers, Lynn worked her lover.

“You like watching don’t you hubby,” she asked?

I couldn’t help but moan as I nodded my head.

“Cum for me, cum on your naughty wife’s adulteress pussy,” she demanded.

The sperm dribbled out of my dick and dripped down onto her pussy where the fake cock was taking my rightful place. I watched as my sperm was fucked into my wife’s pussy as it clung to the large latex cock.

She violently came as she watched the same thing unfold.

After our orgasm’s she pulled the massive cock out, which left her pussy gaping, open. She pulled me to her face and lightly kissed my lips. Our eyes met. Lynn grinned mischievously as she pushed down on my shoulders forcing me to her used sex.

“Eat me honey; clean your wife’s messy pussy,” she said.

I cautiously stuck my tongue into her vagina. I was now eating my own fuck. Lynn loved it as she forced me to clean her puss. I enjoyed it to and after finishing; we drifted off into a deep-contented sleep.

I spent the next two days trying to convince my wife not to date Randall. I used all sorts of excuses to persuade her but none seemed to work. I explained my fears of how she might fall in love with him again, that dating him openly would be very humiliating for me or what if she would happen to get pregnant.

Lynn answered each of my desperate pleas but they weren’t exactly the answers I had wanted.

“Well, she stated, only a slut would sleep with someone that she didn’t have feelings for.”

She gauged my reaction as she pretty much told me that she still felt something special for Randall.

“Secondly, it’s Randall’s idea to date steadily and neither one of us feel that we should have to hide it from our friends whether their mine his or yours,” she said smiling.

“What about the other thing?” I nervously asked.

A naughty smirk crossed her red lips and almost whispering she said, “I quit taking my birth control pills three weeks ago after I received his letter saying that he was coming home.”

“You received a letter from him? Why didn’t you tell me,” I inquired?

“Because it was none of your fucking business that’s why,” she said curtly.

“Hopefully, she continued, he will wear protection when fucking me or at least pull out before it’s to late.”

She giggled as I groaned at the thought. She had been setting this affair up for quite a while. As I squirmed she told me that that was why she hadn’t allowed me to put my “little thingy” inside her for the last month.

“I don’t want your useless stuff inside me anymore, I’m saving that for a real man,” she snickered.

The rest of the week was spent preparing my wife for her lover. I resigned myself into believing that she was just teasing me to turn me on and that she really wasn’t as “hot” for him as she appeared.

She tanned daily, sometimes even twice a day. She went to an expensive styling salon to have her hair done, transforming her long blonde tresses into a long bleached blonde teased sexy style. Her nails and toes were painted a bright beautiful lust red and she also had her navel pierced. No doubt about it, she was going all out for this old boyfriend of hers.

I purchased a sexy diamond choker and ankle bracelet set for my wife to wear with her sexy black outfit. The set cost me a small fortune but she is worth it. She said it was beautiful and told me to put it in her jewelry box for safekeeping.

As I rummaged through the jewelry box I ran across a little blue packet. I slowly opened it to discover that it contained her birth control pills. Only four pills had been taken this month, the other 20 or so were untouched. She didn’t lie to me about stopping; maybe she was really “hot” for him after all. Her date is tomorrow night; she has to realize that her tummy will be ripe to accept male sperm.

All night she tormented me by wearing a sexy nighty too bed and allowing me to spoon up against her supple body. My hard penis was nestled snuggly between her legs where the silky fabric of her little pink panties caressed and teased my shaft.

In a few hours she will have made me a cuckold by accepting a lover I thought. No longer will she be only mine; she will be his also.

Except for the few penetrations that I had sneaked and gotten the other day, she will allow Randall to take her completely for the first time in a month. She will be tight for him; she will cum for him.

I snuck into the bathroom to masturbate. I needed to relieve the pressure that had built up in my full swollen sac.

She awoke happily as if she was snow white who was kissed by a prince for the first time. I devoted the rest of the day to serving my bride. I wanted to be a part in this play even if it was just a small role.

The time had come. She bathed in sweet smelling oil and shaved her long legs. I peeked through the crack in the door as she carefully and skillfully shaved her pussy mound until the slight strip of hair was pencil thin once more.

She watched the door; she knew that I was spying on her. She teased me by running her middle finger through the downy patch of pubic hair and into the bare flesh of her vagina. The red-nailed finger inched its way inside her. Lynn fucked her finger a couple of times and then quickly removed it from body. She sauntered to the door and pushed it closed in my face. I didn’t leave; I stayed put with my ear to the door.

I listened to her humming as she applied her makeup and fixed her sexy newly bleached hair.

She called to out me and I tried the door but she had locked it. I asked her what she needed and she instructed me to lay out her new lingerie and dress. She exited the bathroom and was breathtaking. She wanted me to assist in dressing her but she required me to be naked first so I stripped quickly and she giggled as my little hard-on bounced rapidly.

The first thing she had me do was to wrap her lithe body in the black satin strapless bustier. She demanded that it fit tighter and I forced the corset into the third row of eyelets. Her already large breasts were forced up obscenely and almost fully exposed. She tweaked her exposed nipples and then carefully tucked the hard little nubs back into the half-cups of the bustier. She posed in the mirror and asked me how she looked. “Beautiful,” I replied.

“Get my stockings,” she said.

She sat on the bed and I rolled the stockings up into a ring and carefully encased each leg in the black silk. My hands trembled as I adjusted the back seams straight and finished by clipping the garter straps to the lacy tops. I was then sent to the closet for her black patent 4-inch ankle strap stiletto heels.

On my knees now, I held each of her dainty feet one at a time and slipped the heels into place. It was pure hell trying to buckle the sexy little ankle straps but somehow I managed. She leaned back on the bed propping herself up with her arms. She crossed her right leg over her knee and started bouncing her foot.

“Stand up,” she barked.

I jumped up and she instructed me to move closer.

“You like dressing me up don’t you hubby? She inquired. I’m going to be fucked by another man tonight, how do you feel about that?”

I moaned aloud and she started to playfully tap at my raging hard-on with the toe of her patent high heel.

“Does this turn you on? She asked. You’ve dressed me too fuck you know that. You dressed your wife for another man to make love too you little pervert.”

She pressed my penis to my belly with the sole of her stiletto and rubbed it up and down. She giggled as her sharp heel dug into my testicles forcing me to jump and I ejaculated as she smashed my dick into my belly. Cum dribbled down onto her black high heel and she promptly had me lick up the small mess that I had made.

She asked for her dress next. I gathered the tiny black dress and held it open for her to step into. I kneeled down and she used my shoulders to support herself. She balanced on one sexy high heel as she lifted the other to step into the small mini-dress. Once both feet were inside the opening, I stood up pulling the sexy evening gown up with me.

I watched closely as her stocking tops, garter straps and still pantyless shaved pussy disappeared from my view. I wiggled the garment over her flared hips and up over her breasts. It covered little more than the half cups of her satin bustier and her hard little nipples made sexy bumps at the edge of the bodice. As my eyes traveled upwards I saw that she was staring directly into my eyes and a slight smirk adorned her beautiful face.

“Make it tight,” she said indicating too the bodice laces.

I pulled forcing the little black dress to bunch together until the dark area around her nipples was just barely noticeable. After tying the ends into what I thought was a sexy bow, she turned to view her hot body in the mirror. She toyed with the little bumps her tits made in the fabric then reached down and lifted the short hem of her dress.

“I look very sexy don’t I honey,” she said vainly as she exposed the lace bands of her stockings.

I could only nod my approval; my throbbing little hard-on giving away my excitement.

“What about your panties?” I nervously inquired.

“What about my panties?” she brazenly asked.

I asked if she was planning on wearing the black satin thong that matched her bustier. She said she was trying to decide and amazingly asked for my opinion.

I sheepishly told her that Randall would have a lot of fun removing them and that I would be honored if she would allow me to assist in putting them on her. She giggled and had me get on my knees and hold them so that she could step into the little dainty satin panties. I assumed the desired position and eagerly waited for her to make the first move.

Being very naughty, she turned around, slowly lifted the hem of her short mini-dress and pushed her hot little ass into my face. With my nose wedged between her cheeks, she bent forward. She lifted each sexy foot and I dutifully wrapped her stocking clad ankles with the satin panties.

“Lick my asshole you wimp,” she demanded.

I wasted no time and stuck my tongue into her tight little anus. She groaned and reached down to grab my wrists where I was holding her panties. She wiggled on my tongue and started slowly guiding my hands and her panties up her silk sheathed legs. She continued to pull while I eagerly tongue fucked her asshole.