Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: A wifey 3some (1/2 MFM) From: SLRR54A@prodigy.com (Michael Hendrickson) Date: 19 Jul 1995 05:04:01 GMT Phone Fantasy Wife by Michael H. A Future Wife sharing fantasy story (if I ever find the right wife!) We've been married a few years now. My wife Becky, is a very well preserved, cute, petite, 5'2" 108 lb., tanned, brown eyed, 36 year old BABE, and I'm her voyeuristic 39 year old husband. We have an excellent relationship and are completely in love. A lot of mutual interest's, but this story is about our newfound erotic adventurism. We spent a few years sharing fantasies with each other, until her 34th birthday, when we decided to live out her erotic adventurous spirit. Becky's fantasies have usually involved being with two or more guys, which has always been an intense turn on for me to hear about, when she's described it. We finally took the plunge and ran an ad in West Coast Swingers, for single males. After two months of sorting through over a hundred twenty replies, she settled on eight guys who interested her. I'll skip the first two encounters, which were quite intensely erotic, and tell about the third experience which was with two guys at once! One of these was the first guy she had "dated", a guy named Dave and a new guy who didn't mind sharing her named Stephen. This guy Dave is 32, single, and just enjoys this as a new experience. Stephen is married, and closer to Becky's age, I think around 38. Anyway, this particular "adventure" was a birthday present from me. We arranged a Limo for the evening and the plan was for these two guys to pick Becky up and take her for a night on the town, dinner at the Marriot, hitting the downtown clubs for a few drinks and dancing, then back to the Marriot where Stephen had a room for the evening. The plan was that she would do whatever she wanted with these two, then come home late, wet, and ready for sloppy seconds with me! We made both these guys get tested ahead of time, so that we wouldn't have to be paranoid about anything. Ok now leading up to the big night, she was REALLY getting horny and turned on to the idea, and we had some pretty hot sessions just in anticipation. But when that Saturday arrived, she could hardly sleep the night before, in fact we screwed into the wee hours that Friday night. We spent an hour that Saturday morning picking out an outfit for her to wear. She insisted that I pick it out so I had her trying on all kinds of sexy attire. I'll try and describe what we settled on. It's a matching two piece outfit I've always found extremely sexy, especially in the summer when Becky is nicely tanned. A pleated white miniskirt with this abalone shell buckle/belt, and the top is a white midriff baring halter, that ties in the back and at her neck. And a denim open jacket to go with it. She wears Reeboks with this. A little hard to describe but it shows off her great legs and her tan. Becky isn't large on top but she's "perky" if you know what I mean. And she doesn't need to wear a bra with these outfits which of course, adds to her allure. So, the guys showed up with the Limo at 7:30, and she was pretty nervous (but excited). In fact I did a little "wetness" check just before she left and let me tell you...between that and her hardened little nipples she was QUITE obviously ready for anything! What a rush of adrenaline and hormones as I watched my sexy flirtatious little wife slide into that Limo, knowing what kind of nasty activities were sure to be happening in the next few hours. As the Limo pulled away, I already had a boner just thinking about it. I couldn't WAIT until she got back home to tell me everything. But much to my surprise, I didn't have to wait that long at all. I got a call just a half hour later, Becky on the phone! Turns out that Stephen has a portable cell phone he carries with him, (he's a field sales engineer for a disk drive firm in the Silicon valley where we live). They had already downed a bottle of champagne and they were having a little party in the back of that Limo. And here she was on the phone to me, telling me about it! Right off she's telling me that "this was a great idea Honey, thank you, this cell phone is great, you should get one...I'm going to call you and tell you EVERY thing that happens tonight..." Naturally this had an immediate erectile effect on my male member. And of course I had to ask her right away, "What are you doing baby? Are you being a naughty girl?" she said "Not yet honey, should I do something naughty before I hang up?" and of course I encouraged her "Yes baby, do whatever you want to". The next thing I heard was Becky directing these guys, who quite obviously didn't need further encouragement. I heard some whispering I couldn't decipher and then some moans from Becky (which further hardened my tool) and then I she comes back on the phone and says "Honey, you should be here to see this. My top is bunched around my neck and ....ahhhh yesss...(she was having trouble even speaking!) "Dave's sucking my breasts and Stephen is over on this side of me, he's got his finger inside me, and they're both ummm I'm SOOOOO wet honey....Oh yes, oh yes...I gotta go honey, you think about what I'm doing now...I'll call you later...ahhh YEssss." (hung up) I don't think there's been a time in my LIFE when I was more turned on! Except maybe three months earlier when I watched Becky suck another guy's hard cock in front of me for the first time. Watching and lusting after her while she had the impish nasty look in her eyes, swallowing, teasing, licking, and sucking another guy in front of me. Taking his slippery explosion all over her face and lips and tongue. Giving me her nastiest wicked smile while licking her lips, and smiling at me. But I digress. Back to Becky's big night on the town. The next call I got, (which I had been waiting for quite impatiently), was from the parking lot at the Marriot. They had eaten a good dinner, Becky had prawns because she says "Seafood makes me horny". They had just gotten back in the Limo and were heading to the Oasis nightclub. By now Becky had a few drinks and was feeling no pain. Not to mention feeling no inhibitions. She was really doing the naughty wife tease routine now. You know "Hey honey, think about me dancing with all those guys tonight, making all their dicks hard. They're all going to wish they could have me in the back of this Limo...maybe you'll have to share me with more than just Dave & Stephen!" (Dave & Stephen protested this comment of course). A few more remarks and she hung up again. She said she couldn't concentrate on talking because she was being fondled and kissed everywhere by two guys and was getting incredibly turned on again. Needless to say, my own hardness was in urgent need of relief by now. But I didn't want to "do myself" because I wanted to wait until my extremely naughty wife got home, no matter how late. I wanted to feel her wet, sticky, stretched out love canal wrapping around my tool. Sick as it sounds, I knew I'd be incredibly turned on by feeling her wetness, detecting another man's cum on her breath, in her love tunnel. Knowing she'd been a totally nasty, wanton, wayward, wife. I guess it's that ultimate capacity for pleasure that females have that is such a turn on. Unlike us guy's, they can have one orgasm after another. be the recipient of multiple pleasures. Turn their entire bodies into one massive erogenous zone. And that flirtatious naughty attitude. That gleam they get when they're feeling uncontrolled. Uninhibited. What a total turn on. So, once again, there I was awaiting the next call. Awaiting news of my nasty little spouse. And she didn't disappoint me. After about an hour, the ringer sounded. I practically ripped the phone out of the wall, I answered so fast! "Hi Honey...have you been thinking about me?" she began. "You better believe it baby, what have you been up to?", was about all I could croak out in reply. "Wellll" she said. "I'm getting lot's of attention here, and you know how I LOVE attention, especially from guys". (My cock, already swollen at the first sound of her voice, continued it's growth pattern). "Honey, Dave and Stephen are almost as generous as you, they let me dance with this other guy here who was hitting on me. And I did this slow dance with him honey, and he was about a foot taller than me and I could feel his cock pushing against my stomach. I wanted to hump the guy right there on the dance floor honey, what do you think of that?" (Groan). "That's incredible baby, you know you're making me hard here. When are you going to be home to take care of my hard cock, hmm?" "Oh, not for awhile honey. You'll just have to wait your turn now. I'm going to get totally ravished before you get me. Dave and Stephen say their going to do me over and over again and send me back home sore. And sloppy! What do you think now Honey? Shall I take them both at once? You want me to suck their hard cocks and let them totally fuck me honey?" (I could REALLY tell now that she'd had a few drinks). "Shall I have them both take me from behind Honey? Fill my pussy and tight little Ass both at once? I wish you were here right now to see this. They're fondling me under the table right now. I am SO DAMN WET! I'm going to have to get them to take me back to the Marriot honey. I need it bad, call you later!" She was off and running again. Leaving me to my imagination as to what was going to be happening in that Limo on their way back to the Marriot. And what would be happening afterwards! I only had to wait a half hour for the next installment in this phone sex saga with my wanton wild wife. "Hi my wonderfully permissive husband, it's me again! Guess where I am?" I wasn't in the mood for guesses, just details! But I ventured, "In the Limo?". "No honey, in the elevator. I've got four warm hands exploring my body and we're almost to Stephen's suite. Shall I call you in a few minutes honey? You want to hear the juicy details of what they're doing to me?" "Oh YEAH!" what else could I say? And with that, I heard the beginnings of a moan and the phone went dead again. But my cock most certainly was NOT dead. My hand was already ON the phone receiver when it rang next. (To Be Continued) Note: If you're a female interested in meeting a permissive, erotic, romantic, intelligent, easygoing, fun loving, creative, professional, 5'7" 39 year old, single Dad looking for an openminded wife...write me! ======== Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: A wifey 3some (2/2 MFM) From: SLRR54A@prodigy.com (Michael Hendrickson) Date: 19 Jul 1995 05:05:17 GMT Phone Fantasy Wife Part 2 I was practically trembling with lust when she called back. "HI Honey, shall I tell you what they're doing to me now?" "Oh yes, PLEEEASE tell me baby" I said. "Well, I'm laying back..ummmmm yes, Laying back on the...oh I LIKE that Stephen....laying back on the bed honey. These guy's are pretty creative. (Ahh). They have another bottle of chilled (giggles) Mums here and they're pouring it in my belly button and licking it out...(giggles again) and Dave has my miniskirt up and he's getting ready to pour some OHHH THAT"S COLD! on my intimate treasures here honey and (Oh yessss...) it feels SO good" "Baby what room are you in" I demanded. "I HAVE to see this for myself." "Nope" she said. "You'll just have to wait honey. You want me to stay on the phone and keep telling you, (Eeeyes) what's going on?" "You KNOW I do baby!" Well fellow appreciators of erotically untamed wives, rather than give you the entire dialogue of what followed, let me just say, Becky proceeded to describe EVERY thing for the next hour and a half. She told me how exquisite it was having both her breasts sucked and licked at the same time. What intense pleasure she was getting by having two tongues and four hands covering her erogenous zones with total pleasuring attention. How nasty and delicious it felt having her mouth and pussy being filled at the same time. How erotic is was to have one guy kissing her neck and breasts while the other one was orally pleasuring her love button. Of course there were times she couldn't talk...and then she'd say something thoroughly nasty like "Sorry honey, I can't talk for awhile because I'm going to have my mouth full...but if you listen REAL hard, you'll hear some interesting sounds. Oh Dave would you be a sweetheart and just hold the phone right here by my face so my poor frustrated husband can hear me while I take Stephen's hard cock in my mouth and.." OK so you get the idea. She even had Dave come on the phone and describe how it felt to have my little wife's mouth working on him orally. And he described what it was like watching him do Stephen. They just kept that up. Sometimes I'd get commentary from one of them. "Oh honey, they're BOTH so yummy and hard inside me!" (This when she was being taken from underneath and behind on all fours, the alternate piston thrusts filling her two cavities, at once, separated only by that thin membrane) Then some of the time they just tossed the phone aside and I all I heard was moans and groans and sighs and such. And a little nasty talk thrown in, sometimes for my voyeuristic listening pleasure no doubt. Becky really played it up. After they'd explored most every position that the three of them could explore, (while fully remaining hetero, I might homophobically add!), I heard the loud grunts and groans of her two lovers, filling her with their seed. They were behind since I'd heard her distinctive orgasmic cries three times already. Then there she was. back on the phone. "Oh honey, I'm going to make you lick me when I get back home. I'm not even going to clean up. I want you to see what a bad girl I've been tonight! Keep that Cock ready for me honey because I need MORE hard dick when I get home. I'm not done yet!" And what seemed like an eternity later, but was really only about a half hour, there she was. Slipping quietly into our bedroom where I literally was quivering with anticipatory lust for her. What a totally sexual wife. She slipped up to me, started kissing me, pushed me back on the bed, and before I knew what was happening, she had taken my hand and put it under her miniskirt. Where I discovered she hadn't bothered to replace her panties. And what did I find there? You guessed it. A totally wet, slippery, open, cream filled surprise. I noticed that my fingers slipped much more easily into her than normal. Being stretched and filled already as she had. There's no way to do justice in describing the sensations I felt as I kissed her wetness. Smelled her muskiness, tasted her thoroughly pleasured femaleness. Slipped my hardness inside her. My desperately aching pole feeling relief at last. Urgent thrusts, it was all I could do to hold back from immediately exploding inside her. Usually we have long slow sessions of foreplay. A half hour, an hour, and the actual event is usually a good twenty minutes or more of sensual thrusts and writhing. Sometimes close to an hour of pleasure. But this time I could hardly contain myself for even a few seconds! Becky's messed up dark brown hair, the wild look in her eyes, her nasty smile, the smell of sex exuding from her, her uncharacteristic aggressiveness. And then she topped it all off by saying "Honey, you want me to describe the sensations I felt having their hard cocks thrusting inside me?" That was it. I was over the edge just like that! But of course I was so horny by now that it didn't matter. I was able to resume in a matter of moments. After I added my load to those already inside her, she knew just what to do. Laying me back on the bed, dropping her sensual lips to my tool, and whispering "Oh Michael, now I'm going to show you JUST what I was doing earlier for Dave & Stephen" It didn't take long for that comment to bring me back to life! And after another hourlong session, it was pushing 2:30 in the morning, and all I remember after that was her body curled next to me when the sun came up. We have to plan some more adventures. Only next time I insist on being there. Maybe a little hot tub party. Or a weekend camping, fishing, and sexing trip with a third partner to help keep Becky filled and satisfied! Just a couple of the hundreds of adventure ideas yet to come. We'll have to find a "safe" way to enjoy these intensely erotic encounters. I'm sure we shall. So until next time then.... if only more wives were like Becky!