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"Pussy Whipped" By Anon 12/96


	Everything was all set. My buddies and I were going to spend a long weekend
camping out - without the wives. Just doing guy things:  drinking, smoking
cigars, and just generally being obnoxious.

	Lisa, my wife, just got off the phone and informed me that her plans to
spend the weekend with her sister fell through, and now she was going to be
alone all weekend.

	"Well I hope you have fun, Jim. I'll just sit around here being bored, I
guess...." she pouted. Here it comes, I thought. "Unless I can tag along
with you guys..." Now what do I do, or say?

	"Lisa, I'd love for you to come along, but I'm sure you wouldn't enjoy
yourself. We're just gonna get stupid in the woods and act like a bunch of
immature idiots. You don't really want to be around THAT... right?" Of
course, that's how we define FUN! Now she's not saying anything....
wonderful. Damned if I do, damned if I don't.

	"Fine, Jim, go. Have a good time. Don't worry about me. Enjoy yourself"

	"Look, Lisa, if you want to go, you're more than welcome. I'll just call
the guys and tell them I'm bringing you with me. That's all. If any of them
have a problem with that, I'll just stay here with you, and we'll find
something else to do." 

	"Do whatever you want Jim," she said as she went and laid down on the bed.

	Yeah, that's all, sure. Go buy a tent, another sleeping bag and backpack,
and listen to my buddies rag. And rag they did. "We don't mind if you bring
your old lady, dude. But it's gonna be your job to keep her from bitching
about every damn thing" and "I guess if you're that pussy whipped, you'll
have to bring her" and "What's the matter? 'Jimmies' not allowed out to
play?" etc.

	"Fuck you guys! IF I want to take her, I'll take her! And if I don't, I
won't." Yeah, like I have a choice or something. We all laughed. It was just
good natured ribbing among good friends.

	So that's how this trip got started. I packed the van Thursday night and
picked up Bob, Tom, and Paul Friday morning with Lisa riding shotgun. Lisa
was wearing cutoff denim shorts and a loose fitting T-shirt for the ride. At
one point, she had both feet propped up on the dash. I kept looking over at
her and thinking, 'God she turns me on. Seven years of marriage, and two
kids later, and she still looks so hot. Maybe bringing her wasn't such a bad
idea. At least I will have a nice warm pussy to fuck, unlike my buddies.
Heh-heh, eat your hearts out guys.'

	The ride was fairly quiet, until we started getting closer to our
destination. Everybody started waking up, I guess. Bob started telling dirty
jokes, which kept getting a little raunchier. I knew he was just trying to
see how far he could push Lisa, how much she would put up with. She just
kept laughing and then started telling jokes herself, just like one of the
guys. I was proud of my wife. She was having a good time, which lifted all
our spirits and helped everyone loosen up a bit.

	We headed for a nice, very secluded part of the Jersey Pine Barrens and set
up camp by a small lake, which was great for swimming and cooling off in the
sweltering July summer and keeping our beer nice and cold. Once camp was set
up, Lisa surprised us all by lifting her T-shirt off and peeling off her
cutoffs and revealing her white, slim cut bikini underneath. She did that as
casually as she would strip down in our bedroom but with a very slight smirk
on her face, as she noticed four men frozen in their tracks, watching her
every sultry move. Tom actually started spilling the beer he was drinking
all over himself, and that broke the trance.

	We all busted up laughing at him, including Lisa. She then ran over to the
lake and jumped right in. I joined her moments later, glad to have the cold
water help subside my partial erection, which was getting difficult to hide,
especially with the wet spot forming on my shorts. I swam over to my wife
and said, "You little cockteaser! I ought to take you right up on the bank
and fuck your brains out."

	She just wrapped her legs around my waist, pulled her crotch against mine,
gave me her devilish little smile and said, "Maybe you should!" The heat
emanating from her cunt did little to help my hard-on, and I was going to
stick it to her under the water, right then and there, but by now Paul and
Tom were in the water and swimming towards us. And Bob wasn't far behind.
Lisa released herself and smiled over her shoulder as she swam away, leaving
just the cold water against my throbbing cock.

	We played water Frisbee for a while and then headed onto the bank to dry
off and sunbathe. Lisa's tanned body glistened in the sun, and every move
she made seemed designed to keep me in a constant state of arousal. I had to
lay on my stomach for a while before I could join my buddies at camp for a
few cold ones. Lisa said she was going to lay out in the sun and be up in a
little while. Well you can imagine the comments my friends were making.

	"What's with Lisa? I've never seen her like this. Good thing you're here
Jim, I might have to have my way with her!" said Bob.

	"No wonder you didn't leave her home!" from Paul.

	"Yeah, she might be with the mailman!" Tom commented. We all roared over
that one.

	"She really knows how to keep me in line... Let's build a fire. I'm
hungry!" I said, as the beer, and my wife, were starting to make my head
spin. Lisa came up from the lake, and having just gone for another swim, her
nipples were rock hard, almost poking through her top. And I knew from the
looks the guys were giving her that they all were enjoying the show. After
throwing on her T-shirt, which did nothing but accent her wet chest, she
grabbed a beer and waited for the burgers and the dogs to finish grilling.

	After the food we sat around drinking and getting stupid. Lisa seemed to be
having a great time laughing and flirting with all the guys. She seemed to
find all kinds of reasons to brush against the guys, and I could tell she
was really getting into the attention they gave her. And it was getting to
me too in a big way, which I'm sure she knew from the looks she kept giving
me. With the way she was acting, it wasn't difficult to imagine her getting
naked and fucking the hell out of these guys, one of her favorite bedtime
fantasies.

	We had partied for quite a while when I decided it was time to turn in, and
Lisa joined me. Mostly I just wanted to get "into" Lisa and get some relief
from my aching balls.

	As soon as we got into the tent, I started kissing Lisa passionately. I
thought my cock was going to burst. When all was quiet, I really started
getting into it. Lisa was very hot and wet. As I started licking her pussy,
she came very quickly, grinding her hot cunt into my face. I kept licking
her cunt and made her cum several times before I couldn't take it anymore.
Then I moved up her body with my tongue and sank my steely 5" cock into her
wet cunt. Her whole body was hot, and I didn't think I would last very long,
as I sucked on a hard nipple. "You were very slutty today, babe," I
whispered to her, her response was to start bucking her hips into me,
actually fucking me more than I was fucking her. She almost threw me off!

	"You love it when I act like a slut," she hissed.

	And then she came, hard and loud, crying out "Fuck me! Fuck me! Oh
Yesssss... Fuck your slutty wife! Give me your cock! Fill me with your CUM!
FUCK ME!" I was pumping in and out of her steamy cunt as hard and fast as I
could, when she screamed "FILL MY CUNT WITH YOUR CUM! FILL YOUR SLUTTY
WIFE'S CUNT!"

	And I did. I came like never before. I buried my cock as deep as I could
and blasted her cunt with my cum! She was still bucking into me and came
seconds behind me. I was now exhausted, as we both came back to earth. I did
a very slow fuck in and out of her, as I thanked her for such a great fuck!
Our tongues intertwined in post loving bliss. Then I asked her, "What got
into you today, babe?"

	"Oh, I don't know. I guess it was all that talk about sex on the way down
here," she whispered as her pussy muscles squeezed my wilting cock.

	"Dirty jokes made you such a cock-tease today?" I asked as I started
sucking her neck again and pushing my nearly deflated cock in her pussy.

	"Well, the way you and the guys reacted when I got undressed today really
got me going. Every one of you had little tents," she said while clenching
my cock with her pussy, as if to punctuate her words.

	I was starting to grow hard again. "'Little' tents, eh? So you were
checking out the effect you were having, huh?... Then you must have noticed
that Bob's and Tom's tents weren't so 'little'."

	"Oh so you noticed also?" she asks me. By now, I am definitely on my way to
round two, something which hadn't happened for years. I knew that both of
these guys were well hung, since I've seen them pissing in the woods on
previous campouts. But now so did Lisa, and she had seen the effect that she
had on their large cocks.

	As I really begin to get into fucking her again, she starts to push me away
and down by the shoulders until my face was level with her pussy and started
grinding her cunt into my face. My cock was rock hard as I tasted and
smelled my own cum in her cunt. I sucked her to another mind blowing orgasm,
and she screamed out, "Yes! SUCK THAT CUM FROM MY CUNT! TASTE THAT COCK THAT
JUST FUCKED ME!" After she came riding my tongue, I climbed up again and
fucked her rapidly, jetting my cum into her again.

	The next day, I awoke well past noon. Paul was dripping beer in my face. I
could have killed him, but he just laughed. "Wake up sleepy head!" he said.

	"Where's Lisa?" I asked.

	"Well, the good news is that she's not with the mailman, but the bad news
is she's swimming with Bob and Paul! Heh-heh-heh!"

	I started to gather my senses, and went down to the lake. There I found my
luscious wife swimming real close to Bob, and most likely her legs were
around his waist. She saw me on the bank and swam away from him. Paul joined
me at the lake and said, "You two really had a bang up time last night!"

	Not sure what he knew or heard, I said, "What do you mean?"

	"I think you know what I mean!" Paul responded, with a slight laugh.

	Not in the mood for games, I replied, "No, Paul, I don't know what you
mean. If you've got something on your mind say it!" I really was hung-over bad.

	"Alright, Jim, 'Taste that cock that just fucked me.' Does that ring any
bells?"

	That was one of the last things I remembered Lisa saying to me. If he heard
that, then he probably heard everything else. What I didn't know was if
anyone else heard anything. He studied the look on my face and, as if
reading my mind, said, "All of us heard everything, dude!"

	I jumped into the lake and swam over to my wife, who greeted me with a huge
smile and said, "Good morning, sleepy head," as she wrapped her legs around me.

	"Babe, I don't know how 'good' it is. Paul just repeated something you said
last night while we were fucking. He says they heard everything."

	"So?... Does it really matter?"

	"No, I guess not. If you don't care, why should I?" I said, except I did
care. Now my buddies know I licked my wife's freshly fucked cunt, and got
turned on by her slutty ways. I wanted to crawl under a rock and die. But my
friends kind of came through. Aside from the conversation with Paul, no one
said a word about last night or acted strange, including Paul. I began to
relax again and enjoy myself. Lisa just shrugged the whole thing off and
continued with her seductive teasing all day, keeping me in a constant state
of arousal.

	We were partying late into the night, and everyone was getting quite
toasted, when Lisa went down by the lake to take a pee before calling it a
night. My buddies were all over me with comments: "Jim, if you need a hand
with her let us know" from Tom, "I wish my wife was here; yours has given me
a serious case of blue balls" from Paul, and "I know what she needs...
this!" as Bob whipped out his 9" semi-erect cock. Just then my wife returned
to our camp and gasped at the sight of Bob's huge cock. She just stood there
in a daze, mesmerized by Bob's cock.

	"LISA!" I yelled, breaking her trance.

	She rushed into our tent giggling, and I followed soon after. I sucked and
fucked her again that night, giving all I had. While sliding my hard cock in
and out her, I whispered, "You really liked Bob's big cock, didn't ya?"
teasing her a little. Her pussy clamped and spasmed on my cock, as she had a
small orgasm.

	That answered my question, but she started teasing me back with comments
like "Ummm... yes, he really does have a nice, BIG cock... It's much larger
than yours... and it wasn't even hard, was it?"

	I started kissing her hungrily. She was making me really hot. One of our
favorite fantasies involves her fucking other men, and tonight she really
knew what buttons to push. I broke the kiss and tried to slow down a little.
I wanted to prolong our hot fucking. Then Lisa said, "Yeah, baby... I'll bet
his cock would make me feel like a virgin again... mmmm." She wrapped her
legs around my back and her hands on my ass, pulling me as deep as possible
into her hot cunt, and I erupted my boiling cum against the back of her
pussy, triggering her own orgasm.

	Just like the previous night, Lisa pushed me down to her cunt and loudly
told me to clean up "your mess." This time, however, she didn't seem to be
directing her instructions to me, but rather for the benefit of anyone who
might be listening in.

	When I was finished, we slowly drifted back to earth and to sleep. I woke
several hours later to the sounds of my wife in orgasmic ecstasy. But she
was not next to me, or in our tent even. I crawled out of our tent to find
my wife in my buddies tent, riding Bob's huge cock for all she was worth,
while sucking Tom's slightly shorter cock. Waves of emotions poured over me.
I was enraged, jealous, sick, and super turned-on in rapid succession. My
head was spinning, and my knees grew weak at the sight in front of me.

	My own dick was hard as a rock as I watched my wife getting a fucking I
could never give her. Paul was lying there watching Lisa bounce up and down
on Bob's huge cock. I looked down and saw him stroking his cock. Then I
looked back over at Lisa. Her cunt was being stretched far more than I've
ever stretched her, and he was hitting places far deeper than I've ever
been. She was cumming almost continuously.  Then Tom announced he was
cumming. My wife started swallowing as much as she could, but I could see
his cum drip out the corner of her lips in the moonlight. I also saw her
rings - the ones I gave her for engagement and on our wedding day - not only
sliding over another man's cock, but also get covered in his cum. The sight
of that made me cum in my own pants, even though my own cock was untouched.
I then started back to my own tent, and heard Bob announce that he was
cumming. Lisa shrieked, "Yes, fill my cunt with your CUM! AH, AH, AHHHH!" as
Bob groaned. All got quiet, then I heard some rustling outside, and Lisa
climbed into our tent.

	I really did not know how I was going to respond to all this, as I laid
there pretending to be asleep and stewing in my own juices. I didn't think
anyone saw me outside the other tent. My cock was still rock hard and my
mind was reeling when I felt my wife's hand on my leg slowly caressing her
way up to my hard cock and found my cum soaked underwear. She knew I was
awake and whispered "You're a mess..." I rolled over to face her and the
smell of her body hit my nostrils. Any form of protest I had was wiped out
by her odor. I knew I was a goner as I wrapped my arms around my slut bride
and heard myself say, "So are you!" and kissed her full on the lips.

	My hands were shaking as I felt her literally cum covered body. Her pussy
hair was matted with cum, and her cunt felt huge. I was about to climb
aboard her hot flushed body and give her another fucking, when she stopped
me at the entrance to her sloppy hole and asked, "Do you still love me?" I
tried pushing my cock into her again, but she held me back and repeated
slowly, "Do... you... still... love... me?"

	I knew I had to answer the question, or rape her. I looked her right in the
eye and said, "Yes... I still love you."

	She said, "I believe you, but I want you to prove your love."

	"How?" I responded.

	"Kiss me," she said as she pushed me down by the shoulders until I was
looking right at her cum soaked pussy. She held me in place by the sides of
my head, just inches from her steaming cunt while slowly gyrating her hips.
I looked up at her face, and she was looking back at me with a knowing
little smile, and she said, "Prove your love... kiss me." She eased her hold
on my head as I lowered my lips to her pussy lips and kissed her cum coated
cunt. I started licking her hot cunt and really getting into it. She held me
by the back of my head and fucked my face hard. She came with my tongue in
her pussy and flooded my mouth with hot cum - hers, Bob's, and whoever else
just fucked her. She even had it worked up my nose.

	I climbed up and rammed my cock into her. Her freshly fucked pussy felt
silky smooth and very, very loose. Still, I knew I wasn't going to last
long. And then she started taunting and teasing me, "Are you in yet?"

	"Yes!"

	"Oh, I couldn't tell" she giggled. "You don't mind if I fuck guys with
bigger cocks... do you?" I kissed her again. "Tell me..." she said.

	"No! I love it. I like eating your freshly fucked pussy and fucking your
cum soaked hole!" She had her confession from me. I truly was pussy whipped.

	"Mmmm... Good, cause after fucking a man-sized cock, your little boy cock
just ain't gonna be enough for me anymore... Is it?" she teased. My cock
flared at that remark, and I buried it in my wife's slutty hole. I came
harder than ever before and very nearly passed out. It was the most intense
orgasm I've ever had. "Did you cum?" she asked. She knew I did, but she was
still teasing me.

	"Yes... Babe, that was great," I responded.

	"Yeah, and that answers my question," she teased.

	I had more questions than answers at this point, but I also knew that she
came back to me. What she did was for our sexual enjoyment; she didn't look
at my buddies as "lovers" but as friends with "large cocks." I was still
hurt that she decided to act out this fantasy without discussing it with me,
and the reality of the situation was starting to torment me. How was I going
to face my "friends" and deal with this in the morning? Where is this
headed? Is Lisa going to continue in her promiscuous ways?

	I looked at my wife in the moonlight. She was already in a peaceful sleep.
I held her close and drifted off to sleep myself, thinking "Tomorrow's
another day."


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