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Subject: I want to go down on my wife... Version 5 (MFm, husband humiliation)
From: dondi@tir.com
Date: 1997/01/02
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I want to go down on my wife after she’s had sex with another man!
Version 5
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.
Jennifer’s starting a new job…
Soon after we were married, Jennifer was laid off from her job.
She tried to get several jobs, but was rejected one after the other as the
economy in our area was not that strong. After a couple of months, her
self esteem was low and her moods were always depressed. No matter how I
tried to cheer her, she became constantly depressed or hostile. Not
necessarily in jest, I suggested that she wear shorter dresses or more
open blouses, at least to get in the door. She hastily rejected the
notion as sexist and continued her hostility...
Jennifer takes a job as a receptionist…
Jennifer continued to look through the newspapers and finally
spotted a receptionist position within several miles of our home. When
she called, she was greeted by a friendly female voice of whom she asked
the details of the job. There were few duties that she would be required
to be performed, merely answer the phone and assist a young boss of about
28. The boss spent many hours in meetings with clients trying to book
acting jobs or on the phone causing many of his appointments to be
delayed. The toughest part of the job was to keep the appointments from
being restless as they waited to be seen. Jennifer made an appointment to
be interviewed that afternoon. My wife took my advise sub-consciously and
dressed more provocatively but not too sexy.
When she arrived at the office, Jennifer was impressed by the
amenities of the 4 room office. As she waited to speak to the current
receptionist, she was surprised by the provocative manner in which she was
dressed. Her skirt barely covered her legs and the neck line was cut very
low. From the chair that Jennifer sat in, she could see the entire length
of the receptionist’s exposed legs since the desk that she was seated in
had no front allowing all to view the attractive woman’s beauty.
When the receptionist finished her call they spoke and the current
receptionist hoped that she would take the job and commented that based on
Jennifer’s looks, she was sure that my wife would fit in the office well!
They spoke also of the fact that the current receptionist would sadly
have to leave as her and her husband were moving out of state due to his
job. They chatted for a while and the receptionist stated that she
dreaded leaving the job, which she truly loved, especially since she was
going to miss the scenery of the men who came in to the office. Just
about that time, an attractive young man came in for his appointment and
the receptionist slyly laughed, “See what I mean.”
The receptionist asked the gentleman to take a seat to which he
retorted, “Anything, anytime for you honey,” and they both exchanged
knowing glances. Jennifer too took a seat and the receptionist offered
the two of them coffee. As the receptionist delivered the coffee, she
bent over affording the waiting gentleman an eyeful of her rounded
derriere. As the receptionist bent over to offer coffee, Jennifer got to
see the same view; sheer pantyhose and no underwear.
The gentleman who entered the office was seen by the manager who’s
name Jennifer learned was Bob. Bob seemed to have a relatively short
meeting with the gentleman and then had Jennifer enter the office. The
manager asked Jennifer straight out whether she minded being viewed as a
sex object to which Jennifer blushed quite red. He went on to explain
that the intention was to see if she minded having men lust after her
while they waited patiently and that he did not mean to imply that he
expected her to do anything other than allow the clients to ogle her as
they waited. Jennifer calmed down and continued with her interview.
At the completion of the interview, he commented that he felt she
would do nicely as he deliberately stared at her exposed legs where her
dress had ridden up. He also asked if she owned many tasteful yet
provocative outfits to wear to the office. She responded no and he stated
that as an added incentive to her employment that he would provide her an
allowance to purchase the appropriate attire. He also asked her whether
she thought her husband would mind her dressing in such a manner and she
quickly responded that that had been a desire of his since they were
married and that was the least of her fears. Bob asked Jennifer to talk
over the opportunity with her husband and respond by 12:00 the next day or
he’d have to start looking elsewhere.
Jennifer spoke that evening with me and noted the lust building in
me as she mentioned that her duties were to be a sex object. We continued
their conversation in bed discussing her large salary and the wardrobe
allowance. She whispered to me while we were in bed, “What would you do
with a sex object, honey?”
I immediately buried my head between her legs and feasted upon her
very wet pussy. Jennifer was disappointed inwardly, as she would have
preferred a deep fucking, one that I couldn’t give her anyway with my
smallish dick, and resolved to take the job so that she might just get
what she wanted at her new place of employment!
Jennifer called the office when it opened and readily accepted the
job. Bob asked to meet her for lunch that same day so that he might take
her shopping for a new wardrobe to insure that she purchased clothes that
were provocative enough for the workplace but not whorish. Jennifer
primped and prepared as the lust built in her loins thinking of how
handsome her new boss was and she imagined how he would take care of a sex
object. As they ate lunch, the two shared several drinks and Jennifer
explained that I was very pleased with her new position. The liquor made
her comment that I had gotten very excited at the prospect that she would
be ogled by many very lucky men while I slaved at my dull job.
Time to do some shopping…
Jennifer was slightly tipsy as they finished their lunch and rode
with Bob to the local mall. She had also lost her inhibitions as a result
of the drinks and was getting very horny. At the mall, Bob took her from
store to store and insisted that he help her pick out at least half a
dozen outfits including accessories and underwear! As embarrassing as it
was to have Bob pick out her clothes, it excited her, and she noted a
prominent bulge rising within Bob’s trousers. She made one of her goals
to see how visible she could make that. Bob had Jennifer try on may
outfits and model them for him in various positions including bent over
and reaching up. The bulge stiffened and Jennifer was impressed.
By the time they had finished their shopping spree, they were
carrying numerous shopping bags, and Jennifer was wearing on of her new
outfits. Bob insisted that she wear it to get comfortable with the idea
of being looked at as a sex object and besides, “You look really hot in
that outfit.”
Jennifer blushed but accepted the compliment. Getting into the
car she allowed her dress to rise to her crotch affording Bob a deliberate
beaver shot. As they were heading back, Bob informed Jennifer that the
company owned a nice condominium not far from where they were that
important clients stayed while they were in town. Since she would be
responsible for coordinating their stays, he thought that she should get a
tour and maybe another drink. Jennifer readily agreed verbally as did her
moist pussy.
When they arrived at the condominium, a guard greeted them, and
Jennifer was introduced as the beautiful young lady who would be setting
up the arrangements for future guests. Jennifer was impressed by the
complex as she got out of the car. Bob was impressed by the view too,
only he meant the one of her sexy shape as she exited the car and climbed
the stairs to the front door. Bob carried with him a package that he had
purchased that Jennifer was unaware of.
When they entered the house, Bob set the package aside and
immediately poured Jennifer a stiff drink. She accepted, and they toured
the immaculate living space. Bob made no move to seduce Jennifer, much to
her disappointment. After they had finished the tour, they returned to
the spacious living room where Bob presented her with a gift to take home
on one condition. She opened the package and removed a very sexy, sheer
black lace teddy which he offered to let her keep as long as she modeled
that too for him.
With lust in her eyes, Jennifer agreed and commented with a sexy
smile that she’d be more than happy to. Jennifer turned around and asked
Bob to unzip her dress, which she let fall to the floor and stepped out
of. She turned to face Bob with her bare breasts jutting out prominently,
and slowly removed her underwear, careful to keep on her new heels, all
the time fixing her gaze on his eyes. She asked Bob to help her pull the
tiny teddy up over her warm skin and tingled at the touch of his fingers
on her bare flesh as she guided them to her womanly regions. When they
had dressed her in the skimpy lingerie and had finished their preliminary
fondling, Jennifer stepped back to allow Bob to drink in her beauty.
Jennifer was amazed at the bulge that appeared in his pants and offered to
Bob, “What do you want to do with your new sex object?”
Into the bedroom…
Bob reached out and took Jennifer’s hand, and they both knew that
the only place to continue from here was to got to the bedroom. As they
fell to the bed, Jennifer insisted on keeping her lingerie on. She told
Bob that she wanted to break it in right and mix their fuck juices in the
crotch. As she reached for his bare cock, she knew that she had made the
right decision to take this new job! His cock was so thick, she couldn’t
wrap her fingers around it, and she knew that when he entered her pussy
she’d go crazy with lust for the first time since she had been married!
When Bob was ready to mount her, she merely slid the crotch of her teddy
to the side to allow him access to her love canal.
Bob and Jennifer fucked for hours and after he’d come in her for
the umpteenth time, she was pleasantly sore but knew a way of soothing her
swollen pussy when she finally did get home...
Coming home…
Jennifer dressed in the outfit that Bob had made her wear in the
mall and put her used lingerie back into the original box. After being
dropped off at her car and transferring all of the packages, she proceeded
home to her husband. The sun was already going down, and she knew her
husband was already at home, probably wondering where she was. She
imagined she could feel Bob’s large cock still inside of her but knew that
it was only because her cunt muscles were still stretched. She did
however feel his cum as it churned within her pussy and leaked into her
panties. She tried to squeeze her cunt muscles to keep the thick cum
within, but she knew that, given the quantity of spunk that was deposited
there, it was hopeless to keep it all in for husband! She mumbled to
herself, “Now let’s see if he still wants me to be sex object! Will he be
in for a surprise when he sticks his tongue in my cunt tonight!”
She squirmed in the seat of the car just thinking of the
expression on her husband’s face when she pulled his face into her sloppy
cunt and force him to see and taste her at night after she’d been treated
like a sex object by day! Let’s see who’s laughing now!
Jennifer pulled into the drive and went into the house with only
several of her packages. She left the others for husband to get later.
As she entered the front door, I stopped dead in my tracks and examined
her from head to toe. “God, you’re incredibly sexy in that dress! You’re
so beautiful, I can’t take my eyes off you. Let me see all of you.
Please turn around so I can see all of you!”
Jennifer did a pirouette, and my eyes feasted on her beauty. Her
legs were incredible, and when she spun I could see all the way from her
heels to her ass! “A little short, but if that’s what you’re gonna wear
to the office, I approve!”
Jennifer finally spoke in a stern tone, “A LITTLE short, how ‘bout
a LOT short! But you approve, huh. Well, we’ll see how much you me
approve of me dressing like this later. Right now I’m horny from letting
every Tom, Dick and Harry watch me like you’re doing! Come on take me
into the bedroom and treat me like you sex object again!”
Jennifer wants me to have her my way…
“But first I want you to wait for me to try on my surprise for
you!”
My dick throbbed, and my tongue got dry and hard, but I knew I’d
like whatever she put on after this outfit. Jennifer was gone several
minutes and returned wearing a very skimpy teddy that was sheer black
lace. My eyes devoured her as she made her entrance to grab my hand and
drag me into the bedroom. We rolled onto the bed as one and my hands
roamed her body freely. I could smell her scent in the room as it was so
strong and knew that she wasn’t lying when she had said she was horny!
Her tiny hands grabbed at my zipper and undid my pants reaching to stroke
my cock. I was becoming so horny that, if I let her continue, I’d cum
right away.
I worked my way towards her mound covered by the teddy, and her
scent became stronger yet. It was the strongest I believe I had ever
encountered! My mouth had a mind of it’s own as it found it’s way to the
dampness of her bush. Her bush was already matted and wet to my view!
The lingerie she was wearing was entirely soaked as I took my place
between her legs. Jennifer readily parted her legs but insisted that I
leave her teddy on and simply push the material away from her crotch to
get a taste of her. I noticed how the material had wedged itself in her
crack, disappearing from view where her sparse cunt hair covered the
material.
Instead of using my hands to remove the material from her crotch,
I used my teeth to move it. The heady smell of her womanhood engulfed my
nostrils as I inhaled deeply to take her into my head. Jennifer was so
wet that I thought I was in heaven! At that moment the only thing that
was in my universe was her pussy, the smells, the taste, and the view!
Jennifer shifted her weight and turned out the light allowing me to focus
on only her cunt. I said nothing to her and started to tongue at her
clitoris. That signaled Jennifer to open herself to my probing tongue.
As I licked at her gaping vagina, a flash went through my head
that I knew she had been fucking earlier and that I was now tasting the
remnants of her encounter. Still I said nothing but dined on the feast
between her legs. I reached up and grasped hold of her titties which
seemed much firmer than usual and massaged them as her stiff nipples
ground into the palms of my hands. Finally, I rolled her over onto her
belly and she raised her hips up to greet my eager tongue. Jennifer knew
this was my favorite position since it afforded me the opportunity to
tongue her entire crotch from clitoris to anus.
As I licked the entire region, I spread her buttocks so that I
could reach deep within her womb with my tongue. Jennifer rotated her
hips vigorously and caught my nose as it passed by her cavernous hole. As
if my nose were a miniature dick, Jennifer captured it and ground her
vagina over it! I could only breathe shallow breaths from my mouth as it
flicked at Jennifer’s clit. I reveled in the ferocity at which she fucked
my nose and held her hips as she went into an early orgasm! While I
should have stopped knowing that surely she had been fucked earlier in the
evening, I was too excited to know that I could have her so shamelessly in
this manner!
After Jennifer’s cum had subsided, I licked for only a little
longer before climbing up behind her and burying my cock in one stroke
into her wanton cunt. My cock slid in so easily that I could feel the
lubrication of what I imagined was another man’s cum left from her earlier
lover as it coated my dick. Jennifer was wetter than I had ever felt her
and as my cock pumped in and out of her. I could hear a distinctive
squishing as if there was too much cum within her to be retained! I could
last but for only a moment although the sound of the sloshing my cock made
as it penetrated her rang through my brain and made a lasting imprint
causing me to explode with as much force as I had ever had!
When we had both calmed, Jennifer lovingly turned her head in my
direction and asked if I had enjoyed myself. I remarked that indeed I
had! “Do you like my new teddy? My new boss picked it out!”
I queried, “Did you model this for him too?”
“Yeah, he really thought you’d like it!”
Now for the ultimate question, “Did you have sex with him?”
An unexpected and evasive answer was returned, “Do you need to
ask! Especially where you’ve been! If anyone should know, you would,
huh! So do you still want me to be a sex object?”
Not a straight answer, but an answer none the less. And I wasn’t
about to push the subject. My only response was an emphatic “Yes!”
Jennifer and I fell asleep shortly there after with me dreaming of
her illicit (?) affair and her dreaming of who knows what!
Jennifer starts her job…
Jennifer went to work a week later, but we had sex each day
leading up to the first day of her new job. As a prelude to our bedroom
activities, she asked each night as I returned home from work with a
chuckle, “Do you want to inspect me to see if I’ve been unfaithful to you
today, honey?”
In each instance I readily agreed, and she led me to the bed and
encouraged me to visually and then orally inspect her pussy. As I mounted
her, she would whisper in my ear the questions, “Did my pussy taste like
I’ve been fucked already?”
I would always answer “No” although my mind imagined that her
wetness could only be from that!
Her response typically would be, “Do you think you’d really know?
Would you like to go down on me after I’ve been thoroughly fucked by
another man? I could always arrange for that to happen!”
Every time she finished speaking those words to me my cock would
spew its load of cum into her delicious pussy, and I would be spared
answering the question.
Jennifer’s hours were from 8 a.m. to 6 p.m., and that allowed me
the opportunity watch her dress for work each morning. By the time she
had finished dressing, which she seemed to enjoy doing in front of me, I
always had a raging hard-on with nowhere to put it. Jennifer seemed to
get a kick out of the fact that I’d have to suffer throughout the day in
that state of mind. Her few comments were that, given my condition, I’d
be ready to have sex with her when I returned from work, which was
generally about an hour after she had returned. Our sex life seemed to
pick up with her new job, she seemed happier, and my tongue always got a
thorough workout! Her pussy was always wet and she never objected to my
oral ministrations. Even on the nights that Jennifer was to tired to
fuck, she didn’t mind that I would fuck her slowly as she slept.
One evening about a month after Jennifer had been at her job, she
came to me and asked if I would mind that she went out with one of the men
from the office. It seemed that he represented a large account and had
been hitting on her quite frequently. In order to secure the account, her
boss had asked if she would agree to have dinner and drinks with him.
Given the circumstances, I said I wouldn’t mind. My mind immediately
flashed images of her in bed with this stranger, and we fucked several
times that night. I watched as she dressed again in the morning and
watched as she primped even more. As she left, Jennifer said that she
hoped she wouldn’t be too late that night.
I watched as the clock struck 10 p.m., 11 p.m., 12 a.m., and then
1 a.m. I stroked my cock which had a perpetual hard-on. Jennifer arrived
home at 1:30 a.m. and came straight into the bedroom. I noticed that her
hair was a mess, her dress was wrinkled and her cheeks were flushed.
Jennifer’s speech was slurred, and I watched as she removed her clothing,
pretending to be asleep. One obvious piece of clothing was missing as she
undressed. Jennifer no longer was wearing the panties that I had seen her
slip on in the morning. Pre-cum started to drip from my hard-on as I
tried harder to feign sleep.
Jennifer stripped off all of her clothing and climbed into bed and
tried to awaken me. She nuzzled into my neck and whispered that she was
horny. Her hand took mine and guided it to her wet pussy. I said nothing
as I came out of my sleep, and Jennifer pushed me down between her legs.
This time Jennifer made no attempt to turn out the lights, and I was
treated to a view of her very sloppy pussy. Clumps of whitish cum clung
to her matted pussy hair and her labia were bloated and reddened. The
insides of her thighs were slick and her cunt gaped open to my view. I
could see cum dribble out of her vagina and slip into the crack of her
ass. Jennifer encouraged me to go down on her whispering, “Honey, I want
to feel your tongue inside me! I’m so horny. Do what you want to me! I
know you want to go down on me! Please eat me!”
With that (as if I needed more encouragement!) Jennifer pulled me
by my hair into her sopping hole. My cock stiffened yet more knowing that
I was eating sloppy seconds from my wife. I spoke nothing, only listening
to her moans as my tongue lapped at her opening and flicked her clitoris.
I was now enjoying what I had always wanted to! Jennifer stopped me
after several minutes and climbed above me lowering her slushy pussy to my
face from above. She mounted my head so that she was facing my open legs
and I could only see her backside. She groaned even more as she
controlled the movement of her pussy and ground herself all over my face.
And as she did this, steams of white, frothy liquid poured from her pussy
and fell onto my face, open mouth, and flicking tongue.
Jennifer grasped my cock and started maturbating me, slowly at
first and then faster as her orgasm became imminent. My cock exploded
before Jennifer had cum, and I continued in earnest to help her achieve
her orgasm. As Jennifer orgasmed, my mouth was flooded with the entire
contents of her vagina. I lapped as quickly as I could to get all of the
juices down my throat but felt much of them run down my chin.
Jennifer climbed back around into my arms after her climax and
whispered into my ear, “Did my pussy taste like I was fucked tonight?
Doesn’t it taste the same as it has to you before, maybe a lot wetter?”
My lips didn’t know what to say or how to say it. “That was the
taste of a well fucked sex object! I’ve been fucking two other men for
the last three hours and I loved it! You liked it too, didn’t you! This
is the way you been wanting me for sometime isn’t it! You do know that’s
what I’ve been giving you for weeks now, don’t you honey! Your sex object
has been getting fucked regularly during the day and you’ve been going
down on me every night cleaning up after my lovers! How does that make
you feel?”
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