Subject:      I want to go down on my wife... (husband humiliation)
From:         dondi@tir.com
Date:         1996/09/16
Message-Id:   <51ii25$alg@ramp2.tir.com>
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I want to go down on my wife after she's had sex with another man!

        I have been married to my current wife for just over a year now.
She's the woman I had always dreamed of meeting, much less marrying.  My
wife, Jennifer, is very attractive, young and flirtatious.  This is my
third marriage, and I'm now 42 years old.  Jennifer on the other hand, has
only been married one other time and is 26 years old.  As I said, she is
very attractive, blonde, 5' 2", 108 lb., 37-23-35.  Most men we know
remark at her beauty, which flatters her and thrills me.  You see, like
many married men, I have always harbored a fantasy that my wife would fuck
other men, with my knowledge.  I've had this fantasy for well over twenty
years, all through my previous marriages.  The irony of this has been that
each of my previous wives has cheated on me without my knowledge, and I
only came to learn of their behavior through acquaintances after each
divorce.  Had I known, I might have encouraged my wives to share the
details with me.

        The biggest part of my fantasy doesn't involve watching my wife
with other men, only hearing the intimate details shortly afterwards as I
am going down on her.  While I probably had the opportunity to clean each
of my previous wives pussies after they had been fucked, I never got to
really see what a well fucked pussy looked like (both of them insisted on
cleaning up immediately after intercourse, even when we had fucked), nor
did I have the opportunity to relish the smell and taste, and since you
can't find these images depicted in magazines, I've had to rely on the
words of others to describe the details.  I do remember several occasions
with my previous wives and how they insisted that I not go down on them,
only relenting after we had already started intercourse, and the heat and
wetness of their pussies as my tongue bathed their moist openings.
Jennifer knows that my favorite part of sex is to go down on her, which
she dearly loves to have me do, as my cock is not that large, nor can I
fuck very long without ejaculating from over excitement, rendering me
useless for several hours to recuperate.

        Until recently she had no knowledge of my fantasies.  Then
Jennifer found my stash of magazines and related this story to me only
recently...

        Soon after we were married, I was laid off from my job and stayed
home for many months before attempting to find another job.  While
cleaning the house one morning, I ventured into my husband's study to
straighten it up.  In the process I found a large box tucked away in his
closet that was filled with a stash of girlie magazines.  There must have
been a hundred or so magazines in the box.  I was upset that he was
keeping them but also curious what type of women he looked at.  As I
started flipping through the magazines I noticed that the corners were
folded over to photos and letters.  The women that he had selected were
all blondes laid back with their legs spread out and their cunts wide open
(his favorite position?).

        The letters I noticed, all had the same theme, women who were
cheating on their husbands, with or without the husband's apparent
knowledge.  All of the letters were written from a man's perspective and
described their desire for having 'sloppy seconds'.  Typically the letters
revolved around the description of the man going down on his wife after
she had returned from an adulteress affair.  The more I read, the more
excited and wet I became.  I remembered having sex with my previous
husband after several affairs and the thrill of having two cocks in my
pussy in the same day!  What I had never experienced was having a lover
who would lick my cunt after such an affair!  As I continued to read, I
became convinced that my current husband had a fantasy of having oral sex
with me after I had been with another lover.  I devised a plan to make
this happen, after which I'd confront him about his secret and the dirty
magazines!

        I decided to go to the local mall and purchase an outfit that
showed off all my womanly charms, the way my husband has been wanting me
to dress, and left little to the imagination.  Of course I selected a very
short dress that only ventured inches below my ass.  It also showed an
abundance of cleavage.  Added to this, I purchased G-string panties,
pantyhose, and 4" stiletto high heels.  The glances and stares that I got
from the store clerks confirmed that the outfit definitely made me look
hot!  No sooner than leaving the store and strolling through the mall, I
was approached by an attractive younger man.  I let him stare and
eventually agreed to have a drink with him at a local watering hole.  I
flirted and tossed back two strong drinks before agreeing to go to a motel
with him.

        In the motel I was glad that I had agreed to meet with him as I
discovered how large his cock was and found that he definitely knew how to
use it.  Throughout the next several hours he fucked me and ravaged my
cunt with his cock and shot several healthy loads of come in me.  While we
rested between fucking sessions, I told him of what I had discovered about
my husband and this seemed to encourage him to perform with even more
vigor.  I on the other hand, experienced orgasm after orgasm from the
pleasure his tool was providing me.  I didn't even pay attention to the
time until the light through the curtains began to fade.  I realized then
that I needed to hurry home after my lover had shot his last load of seed
in me.  We kissed and exchanged numbers as I hurriedly dressed.  There was
no time for a shower, so I quickly wiped myself clean.  I wasn't that sure
of my husband's fantasies!

        I arrived home at about 8:00, nearly two hours after my husband.
Initially, he questioned where I had been, but his eyes were already aglow
as he stared at my new outfit.  I'm sure he didn't notice the mess my hair
was in as his eyes devoured me.  I told him that I was out looking for an
outfit that he was dying to see me in.  His mood turned to lust, and he
encouraged me to pose for several photographs so that "he could savor the
moment".  I of course agreed and allowed him to snap his pictures with me
bending over or stretching out to reach something (who was I to deny him a
cheesecake shot after I had just allowed a man, whom until this afternoon
I hadn't known, to see and touch much more!).  After my husband was
finished with the pictures, he led me to the bedroom and proceeded to
undress me.  He was somewhat insistent that he remove my clothing, and
while I was not necessarily comfortable with this, I let him.  As he
removed my clothing, with me standing beside the bed, he would pause to
"drink in my beauty".  What a romantic!

        Finally we fell to the bed, and I tried to pull him on top of me
to get his rigid cock inside me, but he pulled back and dipped his head
and darted his tongue at the tender moist lips of my pussy.  While this
had been what I wanted him to do, I didn't want to be confronted with any
behavior that might make him stop, question or otherwise prolong my desire
for his tongue and then cock.  As he as eating me, waves of pleasure and a
thrill came over me realizing that his tongue was where another cock had
been only a hour before.  He did comment that he enjoyed my wetness, and I
replied that it was from the excitement of dressing like this for him and
the looks that I had received from others before returning home.  My
husband and his tongue were to my pussy what my earlier lover's cock was:
 each of them was relentless.  I again basked in pleasure!

        I never did confront him with the knowledge of his stash of
magazines.  Of course he wanted me to dress like that for him again, and I
told him I would, but only on occasions that I chose.  In fact I was
already planning a repeat for the following week, a full repeat!  I wanted
to have my husband eat sloppy seconds again, but so he wouldn't be too
suspicious, I made him eat me every day until then.

        We repeated these trysts seven or eight more times over the course
of the next two months.  Our 'normal' sexual behavior became almost
exclusively oral with me reaping the benefits of his tongue, while the
number of times which we actually fucked became practically non-existent.
 At times I felt guilty, because he didn't get to fuck me anymore, while I
on the other hand I was being fucked more often than ever before, but just
by other men.  My sexy wardrobe increased as did the number of new lovers
I found to fuck.

        One afternoon I revisited his cache of magazines by chance and
found nude pictures of myself that I didn't pose for taped next to some of
the stories of men who helped their wives prepare for a date.
Additionally, I found some of the shots that he had taken of me so that
'he could savor the moment' taped to the stories as well.  Now as well as
being turned on, I was angry and out for revenge that he would photograph
me in the nude without my knowledge or consent.  I didn't care whether my
husband fucked me or not anymore, but I knew my revenge would include a
really large cock.  For my revenge, I did some advanced planning and knew
that an old flame of mine, who is quite endowed, would be more than
willing to substitute for my husband.  After calling him, to make a date
and filling him in on what I had discovered, he was more than happy to
meet me.  I also ordered a slinky sexy dress from a mail order house that
I knew would reveal my body even more.

        That morning after my husband left for work, I removed the new
dress from my hiding place and got ready.  Just before I left, I took a
look in the mirror and commented to myself that if this is the kind of
woman my husband wanted, then I'd be glad to give it to him, after I got
mine from another cock!  I grabbed my husband's camera on the way out and
drove to a bar to meet my date.  I wanted to make sure I got looked at by
as many men as I could.

        My ex-lover whistled as I approached, and I knew he was definitely
looking forward to our reunion in bed that would follow.  While we drank,
he couldn't keep his hands from roaming over my body, and I didn't stop
him even though we had quite an audience.  With drinks done, I rode with
him to his place being groped all the way there.  Once inside, I insisted
that he photograph me in any way he wished, with and without clothes, and
he wasted no time in shedding me of my garments and posing me as some of
the models I'd seen in my husband's magazines with their legs spread and
their pussy lips open.  He loved playing photographer, and I wasn't shy
for the camera catching me from any angle.

        After a short while, I couldn't wait anymore and lowered my head
to his cock.  It was larger than I remembered, and he was definitely
talented with the way he used it.  This time, as with the others, I made
sure I got my fill of his cock with four loads of his cum deposited in my
cunt throughout the afternoon.  I made my ex-lover get several pictures of
me after our sweaty encounter, concentrating his shots to my puffy,
leaking pussy lips.  I wasn't worried about the time, in fact I planned to
be late, and this time I had no intention of cleaning up!

        After returning for my car, I told my lover that I definitely
intended to see him again soon.  My husband was waiting for me when I got
home as I had planned.  I handed him the camera as I walked in, and he
followed me around like a puppy as I poured myself a drink.  This time it
was me who pulled him to the bedroom and encouraged him to undress me
slowly.  When I had been undressed, I laid back on the bed and pulled him
down on top of me pushing his head between my thighs.  Again he commented
at how really hot and wet I was, and I ignored him and pushed my messy
cunt to his face.  After a short time I rolled over and made him eat me
from behind, pushing his nose into my well fucked pussy like it was a
little cock.  I made him lap at my pussy for well over an hour until he
came all over the sheets from rubbing his cock against my bare legs.

        I then stroked his cock to get him hard again and brought him up
to fuck me.  Just after his cock had fully embedded itself in my slick
pussy, which I could barely feel, I whispered in his ear, "How do you like
getting sloppy seconds now?"  He came immediately upon hearing those
words.  Afterwards he wanted to hear every detail and upon hearing them
was horny again.  I told him that he'd have to take care of his own
problem, as my pussy was closed to him for the evening unless he wanted to
eat me some more.

        He ate, and I revealed more, including the fact that I intended to
start dating other men again.  I also intended for him to help me prepare
for my dates which included picking out my outfits, bathing me and helping
me to dress.  In return, he could have his tongue in my pussy as much as
he wanted, but he had to thoroughly clean me when I returned from my
dates.  I also informed him that on the roll of film in the camera he used
to get his evening cheesecake shots were other pictures that he might
enjoy more as well as others that he would have to ask to borrow from my
ex-lover.  He readily agreed by nodding as his tongue darted in and out of
my pussy.  Furthermore, he was to throw out his stash of magazines,
including the ones that had my nude pictures in them, and if he wanted
nude pictures of me, then I'd have one my dates provide them for him.  I
told him that he could only fuck me at my request or after I had gone to
sleep.

        How else do you think I should humiliate my husband, any comments?