M+/F, CHEATING WIFE, VOYEUR

                              "The Sandra Stories"
                                  by Mark Lane

                                    Part One

      My wife Sandra is a sexy, twenty-nine-year-old gorgeous blonde. She has a
beautiful smile and a model's body. Her breasts are firm and round with little
nipples. Her legs are shapely and long, and her ass is nicely rounded. She is
aggressive, wild, and always willing to experiment sexually.

      One evening after we had been married about a year, I was looking all
over for a Band-Aid. Sandra told me to look in the drawers of her bedside
table. As I was rummaging through a drawer, I received quite a jolt. I found a
large vibrator and a box of condoms, with some missing. Sandy was embarrassed
by my discovery. She explained that the condoms were ones that we had used
before my vasectomy and the vibrator was a gag gift from a lingerie party.

      That night while we were in a sixty-nine, I slipped the vibrator into
Sandra's juicy pussy. She enjoyed the penetration and had an incredible orgasm.
I was inexplicably aroused at the image of the vibrator sliding in and out of
my wife. It was as if she were fucking another man while I ate her pussy. The
more I thought of it, the more that idea appealed to me.

      The vibrator became a regular part of our lovemaking. The climaxes caused
by the vibrator were far more intense and powerful than those she ever got from
my tongue or cock. I was always aroused at being able to satisfy her in this
manner.

      To add additional spice I bought her a much larger dildo that looked like
a huge penis with veins and a large wide head. I was amazed at how easily Sandy
accommodated this big cock and how much she obviously enjoyed it. One night,
after the big dildo had brought her to an unusually intense orgasm, I kidded
her that someday the dildo might replace me. Sandy assured me that no piece of
rubber could replace the feel of a real cock. I jokingly suggested that if a
larger dildo excited her more than a smaller one, then getting fucked by a huge
cock should feel better than my smaller one.  She just ignored my comment as if
it were a bad joke.

      I began to secretly wonder what it would actually be like to watch Sandra
actually suck and fuck another man with a larger cock and see him work his cock
into her pussy. Would I be able to handle seeing her with another man? I never
discussed this with Sandy because I was afraid of what she would think of my
fantasy.

      One Saturday morning, after a thunder storm fucked up my regular golf
game, I returned home to find a strange car in the driveway. As soon as I
stepped into the foyer, I heard my wife screaming upstairs. I stopped, heard
her again, and realized this was not a scream of pain or terror, but one of
pleasure. I quietly walked to the bottom of the stairs and listened to what was
going on. It took only a few seconds to realize that the sounds of sex were
coming from my bedroom.

      I had to walk up five steps to see the bed, so I did and received the
shock of my life. Sandra was completely nude and mounted on top of a stranger's
enormous cock, riding him in a frenzy. She let out a wail of ecstasy every time
she came down on his pole and ground her pussy hard against him. Sandy was in
the middle of huge orgasm and loving every second of it. My wife completely
lifted herself off of her lover's cock, then drove herself down onto it as hard
as she could. The sight was unbelievable! I could see his gigantic cock
glistening with Sandy's juice every time she rose herself up. Her pussy lips
were spread wide, tightly hugging his erection. I couldn't see his face, but I
saw his hands rubbing Sandy's breasts and squeezing her nipples. I knew he was
giving her tremendous pleasure.

      "Keep riding my cock, baby... You love my big cock, don't cha," he
grunted. "Keep pumping on my cock... Make yourself cum... Up and down,
Sandra... Up and down... I want you to work that tight pussy on my dick until I
fill you full of my cum."

      I couldn't believe what I was seeing or hearing, but I particularly
couldn't believe the erection I had. After several more minutes of fucking,
they came together and collapsed into each other's arms. Some of his cock was
still buried inside her, but I could see at least six inches of his meat
sticking out. He had the biggest cock I had ever seen!

      After catching her breath, Sandra sat up, still impaled by her lovers
mammoth cock, and rubbed his chest while rocking back and forth. My wife said
the words I still hear in my mind to this day: "Oh Dougie, you can't believe
how great your cock feels inside me. It's been a long time since I rode one
like this -- much too long. I almost forgot how good a big cock feels."

      Sandy finally rolled off of him, and they lay next to each other. He was
playing with her breasts and nipples, and they were talking. As my wife
continued to stroke her lovers enormous shaft, she told him again how much she
loved fucking his big cock. Dougie asked her if her husband had a big cock. She
replied, "No, it's pretty average... Would I be fucking you if he did?"

	"Have you ever told your husband you love to fuck big cocks?" he asked.

      Sandy replied, "No way, it would really upset him. You must understand, I
love being fucked by you, but I really love him."

      I held my breath as Dougie asked her the next question, "Have you cheated
on him before?"

	"Yes, I have. You're not the first... and certainly not the last."

      Dougie said he had to leave, but Sandra gently grabbed him by the balls
and said, "Not until you fuck me one more time."

      With that she slid down his body, took the head of his huge prick into
her mouth, and started to lick and suck him. I was still unable to believe what
I was seeing. I couldn't believe that, instead of being upset with her, I was
turned on like never before. Unable to control myself, I pulled out my cock and
began to masturbate.

      I stared in delight as I watched my wife lick and suck his cock and
balls. She held his cock in one hand as she licked up the side of his shaft and
around the head. I couldn't believe how long his cock was. With both of her
hands wrapped around the base of his prick, at least half was visible above her
fingers. Sandy took the head of his cock and sucked him in deeper and deeper.
With each dip of her head, a little more of his cock disappeared into her
mouth. While my wife's lips would have completely engulfed my cock at that
point, Dougie had many inches still to go. He moaned and said, "You are a
fabulous cocksucker."

      Sandy said, "And you have a fabulous cock to suck... Now fuck me one more
time. I want you to be on top this time."

      The stranger spread my wife's legs apart and played with her clit. He
then placed his massive shaft at the edge of her pussy, thrust his hips
forward, and entered her in one stroke. I orgasmed watching another man fuck my
wife. As he fucked her, she grunted, "You feel sooo fucking good."

	He answered, "You sure do love my cock, don't you"?

	Sandy replied, "You know it. Now stop teasing me and fuck me hard."

      Dougie continued with slow easy strokes, all the way in and all the way
out. Sandy screamed like she was being tortured, "Fuck me! Fuck me! Harder!
Fuck me harder!"

      Dougie really started to pound into her. The sight of his cock and balls
slamming into my wife was the most exciting thing I had ever seen. It was only
made better by her screams of pleasure. My wife's lover was fucking her as hard
as he could. The bed frame was banging against the wall, and I wondered if it
would collapse beneath them. Sandy begged him, "Give me it! Harder! Don't
stop!"

      I was so turned on by what I was watching and hearing, I lost it. One
more rub of my cock, and I came again. I couldn't stand it any longer, so I
retreated down the stairs. After I had composed myself, I left the house as
quietly as I could. My fantasy has become a reality. I had watched my wife
fucking another man. I wonder what Sandra would think of my fantasy now she has
made it come true?


                               The Sandra Stories
                                    Part Two

                                  By Mark Lane

      In part one I clearly established that I am one of those guys who gets an
immediate erection by fantasizing about my wife having sex with another man. My
emotions were mixed when my fantasy became reality. I had been excited to the
point of orgasm while watching Sandra fuck another man. My cock still hardens
each time I think about it; however, I can't erase the jealous feelings that
pierce through me now that she has actually done it. Fortunately two things are
definite: there is no doubt that jealousy adds to my excitement; and I would
quickly embrace the opportunity to see her do it again.

      I didn't tell Sandy I had watched her, but, after witnessing her
encounter with Dougie, I made sure that Sandra knew how excited I would be by
the idea of her fucking another man. Although she shared in the passion of my
fantasy, she told me she would never make it happen. I found her lie enticing.

      The possibility of my fantasy coming true again was revitalized one
evening when my wife arrived home with a male company employee visiting from
out of state. Sandra told me she had been assigned to entertain him for the
evening. Bob was a handsome man in his late twenties. It was obvious that he
took physical conditioning seriously and was turned on by my wife.

      Sandra fixed us all a stiff scotch on the rocks. We chatted only briefly
before she left the room to change into more comfortable clothes. My wife
purposely brushed against Bob as she exited. Bob's hard on was obvious, and I
knew he wanted to have sex with my wife. When she returned, her silky blonde
hair was combed and styled around her face. Her lips were painted cherry red.
Sandra was wearing black short-shorts and a tight, white pullover. Her breasts
were firm and round, and the outline of her small nipples confirmed she was not
wearing a bra. Sandra was stunning. I knew she was going to flirt mercilessly
with her colleague.

      Bob pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and asked if he could
smoke. Sandra responded that we didn't smoke, but she would sit with him on the
porch. As they left for the porch, I knew another opportunity was presenting
itself for my wife to be unfaithful. I quickly arranged for a friend to ring
our phone in twenty minutes.

      As I walked toward the porch, I was aroused to see Bob lighting the
cigarette being held between Sandra's lips. She inhaled deeply and seductively
exhaled smoke through her pursed lips. Sandra looked slightly embarrassed as I
joined them on the porch. I asked if I could freshen their drinks. My lovely
wife smiled at me and responded, "Yes, please. Make them doubles."

      The telephone rang on queue as I handed them their drinks. I faked a
short conversation, and, after apologizing to them, I told them I had to return
to the office but should be back in about two hours. No one seemed distressed
that I was about to depart. Sandra walked me to the door sending me on my way
with a passionate kiss, her tongue entering my mouth and playing with my
tongue. My wife was very horny, and I was about to leave her alone with a man
who obviously desired her.

      I drove just down the block then quickly and quietly returned to my home,
entered in the back, and snuck upstairs. As I heard them coming up the stairs
toward our bedroom, I hid in the closet with the door open wide enough for me
to see everything that would happen.

      Sandra was slightly drunk and was shamefully teasing Bob. As soon as they
entered the bedroom, she turned and kissed him full on the lips. He drew her
close and cupped her ass with both hands, taking his time and rubbing the soft
mounds of flesh. He eased his hands into her shorts until he had his hands full
of her panty clad ass. Sandy pushed him away laughing and telling him, "No,
it's not right. I'm a married woman."

      Bob pulled her back to him and kissed her hard, grinding his hard prick
against her cunt. My wife reached down and grabbed the bulge in his pants. She
stroked him through the fabric then locked him in an embrace while feasting on
his tongue. They moved to the bed and fell on it together.

      She took her hand and undid his pants. His cock stood straight like a
diving board. She moved her head to his genitals and wrapped her wet,
lipstick-red lips around the head of his cock. She licked it like a piece of
hard candy, her tongue gliding like silk over her lover's cock. Just as his
cock was about to explode, Sandra stood up and removed her clothes.

      By the time she was undressed, Bob had removed his clothes and was
waiting for her on my bed. My wife started to kiss him softly, at the same time
licking his neck and face. His hands were eagerly exploring all of her: her
soft tits, her smooth back, her deep, juicy cunt...

      Sandra got on her hands and knees in front of him and invited him to eat
her pussy. I saw that it was already dripping with fragrant juice. He gave her
pussy several long strokes with his tongue, then gently took her clit into his
mouth. He sucked on my wife's clit, playing with it like a little fleshy toy.
Her body quivered and writhed. Sandra had never orgasmed so quickly with me. He
plunged his tongue into her hard and fast, swallowing down the flood of juices
flowing from her cunt.

      Sandy then sat on her lover's lap, teasing his cock by rubbing it over
her wet pussy lips. She pressed the head of his cock just past the entry, just
enough for him to feel the heat of her cunt, then popped it out again. She
repeated this dozens of times until he was moaning and begging for her to let
him shove his cock all the way inside her. Without having touched my cock, I
orgasmed at the sight of my wife committing adultery.

	"You want to fuck me?" she asked him with a sly grin.

	"Yes," was his response.

      "Well then, we can't keep you waiting, can we?" she replied, rising up on
her hands until her cunt was hovering just above his throbbing prick.

      "Okay, you asked for it," she said, lowering herself down onto his
throbbing prick. With excruciating slowness she sank down on his shaft, inch by
inch, the raging heat of my wife's pussy burned against the skin of her lover's
cock. When she was all the way down, she circled her hips a few times, an
action that brought him extreme pleasure.

      Then she started doing little up and down squats on his cock, pushing
herself up on the soles of her feet, then coming down hard again until his cock
was in her to the root. She repeated this action over and over again -- up and
down, up and down...

      His climax was building like a hurricane. Her cunt was leaking like
crazy, dripping onto his shaft and down his balls. Bob screamed, "I'm coming!"
and squirted hot sperm into her pussy. At the same time her body exploded with
a tremendous climax.

      Bob went down on her again, lapping and sucking her clit, eating his own
cum from my wife's vagina. She was wailing with great sexual pleasure. Sandra
moaned loudly as a result of this cunt licking, and she thrust her crotch
repeatedly into his mouth. He had his face buried deep in my wife's pussy. He
licked it slowly up and down, back and forth. He drove his tongue in and out of
her aching slit and gave her asshole a tongue bath too. Sandra smashed her hips
against his face as she came one more time. She screamed as wave after wave of
orgasm washed over her.

      I snuck out and made a lot of noise as I returned home. By this time my
wife and her lover were sitting on the sofa, a drink in one hand and a
cigarette in the other. Bob left soon after my return. Sandra asked me not to
be mad, admitting she had flirted shamefully with Bob. I anxiously laughed and
asked her if Bob had been well taken care of. Sandy clutched both of her own
breasts, firmly squeezing the nipples, and teasingly replied that Bob would
like to visit us again.


                              The Sandra Stories:
                                   Part Three

                                  By Mark Lane

      Sandra and I had incredible sex after Bob left. During foreplay and
intercourse she actually teased me about the flirting she had done with Bob,
telling me how wet she had become and how hard the erection was in Bob's pants.
Sandra told me that when I saw her smoking on the porch she felt promiscuous
and sexy. She told me that she smoked now and then before we met, and still
enjoys an occasional cigarette. Sandra also admitted that Bob was a real hunk
and he made her feel wet and horny. When I asked her why she hadn't fucked him,
she laughed and said, "Maybe I did. Want to lick me and see?"

      Before I could compose a response, she asserted, "Don't worry, I won't
cheat on you. Anyway, you don't think kissing and a blow job is cheating, do
you?"

	"Did you do that with him?" I gasped.

      Sandra responded with, "Maybe I did. Maybe I'm just teasing you to keep
your cock hard. Believe whatever you want."

      I believed what I had seen: she had cheated on me. I asked her,
"Honestly, did you want to fuck him?"

      She kissed me deep and responded, "Yes, honestly I wanted to fuck him,
but, I only let him fondle and kiss me... Maybe if you hadn't come home so
quickly I would have fucked him. Just letting him rub my pussy and sticking his
big finger into me was enough. If he hadn't made me cum that way, I don't
know."

      Sandra's lies were keeping me on the edge. I wouldn't let her know that I
had spied on her and knew that she had fucked him -- not yet. This cat and
mouse game was arousing, and I wanted to keep playing.

	"You let him finger you?" I questioned.

      "So you have no problem with our kissing and touching, just the finger
fucking?" Sandra responded.

      "I have no problem with any of it," I quipped back. All this time we had
been caressing and kissing each other. I was ready to explode, so I moved on
top and entered her lubricated pussy. Sandra was so wet and slippery from Bob's
cum that there was almost no friction.

      Sandy was as aroused by our word game as I. She purred, "Judging from how
excited you are, I believe I could fuck him, tell you about it, and you would
cum just from imagining it."

	"Oh god, I am so excited by this," I moaned.

	Sandra whispered in my ear, "I will fuck him next time."

      I immediately fired my wad into her. As we lay beside each other Sandra
said to me, "I hope you know I said all these things to excite you. Nothing
really happened."

      I acknowledged her words, but I knew better. From this moment on our sex
life was changed. Conversation became part of the norm. Sandra often teased me
about my fantasies, telling me what she had done and what she would do or
wouldn't do with another man. I enjoyed these stories and mind games more than
fucking. As time passed, my desire to again watch Sandra fuck another man
became an obsession.


                              The Sandra Stories:
                         Part Four -- Closing the Deal

                                  By Mark Lane

      Looking back I realize I should have probed my discovery of Sandy's
vibrator and condoms more fully. I had become so enthusiastic fucking her with
the vibrator and then watching her with Dougie and Bob that I forgotten all
about the condoms.

      As a business executive, travel is part of my life. Due to a canceled
appointment in Chicago, I was able to catch a much earlier flight home than
planned. I had hoped to surprise Sandra with a romantic evening. As I drove
near our home, I noticed a strange car in the driveway. My heart fluttered and
my cock sprang to life with memories of earlier voyeurism.

      I parked my car down the block and entered the house silently through the
back door. In the living room I spied Sandra and a salesman. He was just
concluding his pitch, and they shared some small talk. They were sitting
together on the sofa, and their thighs were touching. Sandra's skirt was
shifted high enough to glimpse her stocking tops. The salesman stacked his
papers and sat back in the sofa. He stretched his arm around her neck. At this
point I noticed she was breathing more heavily. All I had to do walk in, and it
would be all over. However, as if hypnotized, I decided to stay quiet and
watch.

      His free hand moved up and touched her breast. Sandra lightly protested,
"No, this isn't right, I'm a married woman."

      Playfully she pushed his hand off her breast. He told her she was
beautiful and she shouldn't be alone. He told her that if she were his wife he
would take good care of her properly. Sandra asked, "Oh, and how would you take
care of me?"

      Rubbing his hand over her breast again, he responded, "By making love to
you, nibbling your breasts, caressing your body, and putting your pleasure
first, making sure that your desires are satisfied."

      Moaning softly, Sandra leaned her head back against the pillows. I had
seen Sandra fuck other men before, but I had always assumed she had known the
man for a "little while" before the act. This appeared to be a stranger who was
seducing her, and seducing her very well. I knew that this stranger was pushing
all the right buttons and would be fucking Sandra very soon. As I was not
willing to miss an opportunity to orgasm, I dropped my pants, grasped my
stiffing rod, and waited for Sandy to make love with this stranger.

      He began to knead both of her breasts through the material of her blouse.
Sandra grabbed his head in her hands and snaked her tongue passionately into
his mouth. As their kiss lingered, his fingers opened the buttons of her
blouse. Sandra reached up and unfastened her bra. Off came both blouse and bra.
As promised, Sandra's new friend began to nibble on her breasts, gently nipping
the nipples. He had a slow hand, taking his time enjoying my wife's breasts.
Her nipples were erect, and Sandy was loving the attention this stranger was
giving to her. Her moans became louder as his hand moved up her thigh. Her
expression told me he was fingering her pussy. He fingered her lustily while
sucking her beautiful tits. Sandra had a violent, muscle wrenching orgasm.

      The salesman removed his shirt and pants, and was about to take off his
shorts, when Sandra stopped him. Her orgasm had been so strong that she had
lost the mood to continue. She apologized to him saying, "That was incredible.
I hope you understand... I'm married, and I let things go to far. I can't let
you make love to me."

      The stranger replied, "It's okay. I understand, really. I told you I
would take good care of you. I hope I have."

      Sandra was melting quickly and asked, "Let me give you a blow job. I'm
sure you will like it. I want to care of you too."

      He replied, "You are so beautiful. I would love it if you did that for
me."

      Instructing him to lay back Sandy pulled off his shorts. His rock hard
cock was much bigger than mine, and Sandra was obviously pleased with the
specimen. She went right to work licking the entire shaft up and down. She
licked and caressed his balls and then took the head of his cock into her
mouth. Gently she took the entire 9 inches in her mouth and down her throat. I
watched with envy as Sandy would deep throat him and then look up at him and
smile. This happened several times, and in-between she would stroke his manhood
and lick the ooze from the tip. When he told her he was close, she took his
shaft into her tender, loving mouth again. He blew his load down her throat,
and she drank it all. I shot my own load as Sandra licked him clean, not
wanting to miss a drop.

      Sandra was red hot once again, and her thirst for sex needed to be
quenched. Sandy removed her skirt, stockings, and panties and asked him to eat
her pussy. As she lay back on the floor, he eagerly began to suck her pussy. He
enthusiastically lapped her cunt and asshole. Without warning Sandra pushed him
away and jumped up. She took his hand and said, "Follow me."

      Sandy had him lay on the bed as she opened her drawer and removed a
condom. She massaged his cock slightly and then expertly applied the condom
over his penis. Sandra the laid back on the bed and said to him, "Okay, make
love to me. Take that monster cock of yours and fuck me."

      He was quick mounting her and began pumping her with his big cock. He
would withdraw all the way and thrust and grind into her. They were kissing
deeply, and, when he broke the kiss, Sandy began to lick his ear. The momentum
of the intercourse increased, faster and faster until they both exploded in
orgasm.

      Sandy moved him off of her and removed the condom from his cock. She
carefully cleaned him up and offered him a drink. Then Sandra asked him if he
wanted to "Do it again?"

	He patted the bed and responded, "All night if you like."

      Sandra sucked him and licked him until he could do her good once again.
Matching her earlier actions, she expertly applied a new condom. Positioning
herself on top of him, she lowered herself down onto his waiting erection.
Sandy fucked herself slowly and deeply for a long time until she once again
exploded in orgasm.

      I left the house and waited at a bar until the time I should have been
home. Sandy was asleep, worn out from her earlier acts of adultery, acts which
would later become one of Sandra's stories. My desire to watch her fuck another
man had once again been satisfied. I now also understand Sandy's need to keep
condoms in her drawer.


                              The Sandra Stories:
                     Part Five -- Another Company Employee

                                  By Mark Lane

      It had been one those day's when nothing ran on time. As quitting time
grew near, I realized that I would be at least an hour late, so I called to
Sandra's office to tell her. Sandra exclaimed, "I am really glad you called. I
hope you don't mind, but one of our out of town execs has a midnight flight
home, so he is going to spend the evening with us."

      I quipped, "Oh, and how is old Bob. I remember the things you told me
about him."

      Sandra's tone became sultry, "It's not Bob, but don't lose the thought.
This guy's name is Mike, and he's already asked me to sleep with him."

      My cock sprang to life with the inference that history might repeat
itself. "Anyway, you called me."

      "Yes," I responded, quickly changing my plan, "I was going to tell you I
have to come back here for while tonight, but now I'm not so sure that would be
a great idea. I wouldn't want to seem rude."

      Sandy purred, "Don't be silly. I can take good care of company on my own.
And don't worry, I won't sleep with him... We'll be too busy to sleep."

      Now determined not to work late or return to work in the evening, I
hurried to arrive home before Sandra and the man she would introduce as Mike.
It was a warm spring day with a gentle breeze, so I set up the patio with
chairs and side tables and prepared a pitcher of Martinis. I set out an ashtray
as a subtle hint for Sandra. As they arrived, they were laughing and having fun
with each other.

      As my wife gave me a customary 'Honey, I'm home kiss,' she ran her hand
across my crotch. She flashed me a big smile that acknowledged my erection. She
whispered words that sent an erotic shock through me, "Oh my, look how excited
you are. Are you thinking about me and Mike? I believe I could have some
fantastic sex with him, don't you think so? Then I'd tell you all about it, and
you could cum in your pants."

	I whispered back, "You say the most wildly wicked things."

      I poured them a martini, and we chatted. Then Sandra walked me to the
door and asked, "How long will you be gone."

	I replied, "Long enough."

	She squeezed my cock as she kissed me good-bye.

      Like last time, I moved my car and quickly returned home. Then I
positioned myself where I could see them on the patio, and, if necessary, I
could easily reposition myself to view the bedroom activities. Mike poured
Sandra another martini and lit her cigarette. Judging from her actions and the
little I could hear, I knew she was enticing him. I could see the bulge in his
pants, and so could she. As he reached to hand her the martini, he stepped
forward and kissed her. She returned his kiss with a dart of her tongue and the
broke the embrace. When Sandra mischievously licked the rim of her glass, he
took it from her, and they embraced again. I could practically taste the kiss
they shared.

      Their next steps were toward the patio door, and I knew Sandra was
escorting this man to my bed. The thought of Mike making love to my wife had me
hard as a rock.

      When they arrived at the bedroom, they disrobed each other and touched
each other's body. Once on the bed Sandra licked his swollen dickhead as a
kitten licks cream. Sandy took as much of his cock down her throat as she
could. Then she pulled it out and grinned at him.

	"You little wench," he hissed at her.

      "I like to tease," Sandra giggled. She laughed when he humped his hips
toward her mouth. When she turned her head, his cockhead only managed to touch
her ear. He pulled her head towards him, and his fingers tangled in her hair.
They kissed passionately.

      The strong sent of Sandra's pussy filled the room. His hand slid along
the curve of her waist and across her stomach. Hugging my wife tightly, he slid
his hard cock up and down her ass cheeks in fast thrusts. His cock jerked and
throbbed with every brush against her sweet crack. Sandra moaned and spread her
legs apart. His hands went gliding over the rise of her hips and down to her
wet, slippery cunt. It was smooth and hot, soft and quivering, and very wet.
Two of his fingers drove into her with one smooth thrust. Sandra's moans turned
to whimpers as he rotated his wrist and circled his fingers around the smooth
walls of her vagina.

      "Yes, fuck me! Cum inside me!" were my wife's words to Mike as he
replaced his fingers with his cock. With Mike lying on his side and entering my
wife from behind, they slowly began to fuck. After a few thrusts Sandra rolled
over on to her belly. Her lover stayed with her, ramming his cock as deeply
inside her as he could. She grabbed the headboard with both hands, raised
herself onto her knees and pushed against every thrust with her whole body.

      Sandra growled deeply in complete ecstasy. He pumped and pumped, deeper
and harder with every move. My wife matched her lover with every stroke.
Sensing he was going to come, Sandra dropped flat on her belly, then rolled
over onto her back. He reinserted his cock into my wife and fucked her with
long slow strokes. She screamed and bucked like a woman gone mad as she came.
She spread her legs as wide as they would go, and he hammered her until he came
as well.

      Sandy praised him, "I loved the feel of you cumming inside me. Fuck me
again before my husband gets home."

      Their bodies, wet and heated, slid together in a passionate embrace. He
took her head in his hands and parted her lips with his tongue. She returned
his caresses, kneading his ass with her small gentle hands. He entered her
again, his balls slapping her ass as he pumped in and out. He was on an ego
trip now and fucked her hard and powerfully. I could see the orgasm wave across
my wife. After a series of intense orgasms, her cunt constricted, and the
pressure brought him to orgasm, causing him to spill another load of cum into
her.

      At some point I had shot my own load. I left the house and soon returned.
I flashed my headlights and banged the door. They must have quickly dressed as
I arrived. Their clothes were untidy, and my wife's hair was a mess. Mike was
very nervous and left after a quick shot of bourbon. My wife and her lover
shared a kiss at the door as he left. Sandra made sure I saw the kiss, and lit
a cigarette as she returned to the sofa. Sandy then began to excite me with her
words.

      "Thanks for the ashtray. I like to smoke after sex," Sandra said
suggestively. I moved to her, put my arm around her and drove my tongue into
her mouth. I was fully erect, and she laughed teasingly as she rubbed my dick
through my pants.

      "Tell me, do you think I fucked him? Or do you think I stopped with
kisses like the one I gave him when he left?" she inquired.

      "You look like you have had wild sex with him," I responded, willingly
playing the game.

      "Okay," she said enticing me with her husky, sultry voice, "Tell me that
you wanted me to I fuck him."

      "Yes, I wanted you to fuck him," I exclaimed, "You know I cum at the
thought and I would love it if you had fucked another man tonight."

      Sandra responded, "Well, I did let him kiss me, and we sucked on each
others tongues. I took off my top, and he kissed my breasts, but, I don't think
you could handle it if I actually fucked him."

      "The idea makes me so excited, I know I could handle it," I confessed to
her.

      Sandra continued, "I wanted to fuck him. We even went into our bedroom.
We lay naked on our bed together, and he fingered me."

	"Admit it. Admit that you fucked him," I begged her.

      Sandra led me into the bedroom. We undressed and lay on the bed that
Sandra had just been on with on with her lover.

	"There are wet spots," I noticed.

      "I told you he fingered me", Sandra said with a spicy tone in her voice.
"I was so wet that I dripped on the bed."

      Sandra was slowly massaging my cock, and I knew I would cum very soon. I
slipped my own finger into her cunt and removed it, bringing it up to my nose
and lips. I licked my wet finger and remarked that it tasted like cum.

      "You're right. It is cum," my wife said. "I admit it. I fucked him right
here no more than an hour ago, and his semen is still leaking from me. I fucked
another man in your bed. And you love it, don't you?"

      Sandra had finally confessed. My reaction was immediate, and I blasted a
load of hot cum onto her.


                              The Sandra Stories:
                            Part Six -- Revelations

                                  By Mark Lane

      Sandra had left a message on the machine to let me know she would be
working late. I ate a quick dinner and settled down in front of the TV to watch
a ball game. It was about ten-fifteen when I heard Sandra's car pull into the
driveway. She came into the TV room, hugged and kissed me, and asked me to fix
her a drink. Settling down with her drink, she played footsie with me and said,
"I'm horny. Want to go to bed?"

      I responded by shutting off the ball game and taking her by the hand to
the bedroom.

      As we lay naked beside each other, we touched and kissed. Sandra was in a
strangely aroused state. As she nuzzled me and stroked my cock she asked,
"Would you like a blow job while I tell you a story?"

	I replied, "I would love a blow job; the story is up to you."

      Sandra moved down to my crotch and licked my dick like a popcicle, making
it nice and slippery with her saliva. She gently massaged it with her fingers
while caressing my balls. Sandra's voice was electric as she purred, "I've
decided against the story. Instead I am going to tell you what I did tonight.
You still get excited when I tell you about the other men I have fucked don't
you?"

      I quickly replied, "You know I do... When are you going to cheat on me
again."

      "You really get off by the whole thing don't you?" she quizzed. Sandra
knew I wouldn't last long with her exciting words flashing images through my
mind.

      I decided that this was the time to "cum clean" and revealed to her that
I knew she was fucking other men: Dougie, Bob, Mike, and the salesman. She
asked me how I could be so sure since her confessions during sex talk proved
nothing. "I've told you all of those names. I'm only teasing you because it
makes you so hard. You really don't know anything."

      Sandra moved off the bed, lit a cigarette, and then sat beside me. The
time had come, and I confessed that I had watched her having sex with these
other men and explained how I had spied on her and her lovers. I admitted how
excited watching her actually made me and that I had cum several times.

      Sandra was quite surprised by my revelation and retorted lustily, "So you
really DO like it. You really came watching your wife fucking another man?"

      I couldn't deny that I had jerked off watching her being fucked. Sandra
sat beside me and smoked her cigarette. Her frame of mind shifted, her tone
turned sultry, and she confided, "I'm relieved now that my affairs are out in
the open. I have enjoyed cheating on you, cheating on you more than you could
ever imagine, and at the same time I've been unknowingly living your fantasy."

      She seized my cock in her hand and massaged it up and down. As she smoked
and masturbated me she said, "I am going to tell you about the first time I
fucked Doug."


The following is the story Sandra disclosed:

      A man who I work with is named Doug. We had been flirting with each other
for weeks, and the talk and touching between us became progressively hotter.
One night we were working late, and Dougie was behind me reviewing a document.
He lightly stroked my hair and told me how soft it was. He gave me a lengthy
neck massage and spoke suggestively to me. My pussy became very wet, and my
nipples were hard. I made my decision to make love to him, so I stood up, and
we shared a long kiss. Our tongues played with each other and fully explored
each others mouth. I told Doug I wanted him to fuck me.

      Dougie is married, so we had to go to a motel. Once we had locked the
door, our clothes tumbled to the floor. We rolled naked on the bed, sharing
deep kisses and touching each other. The lust between us was overwhelming, and
he quickly mounted me and slid his cock deep into my flowing pussy. I couldn't
believe how long and thick his cock was. I had never been so filled or felt
such passion. I came instantly. Dougie operated his cock like a piston, and I
came again and again until he filled me with his sperm. We rested in each
others arms, fondling and kissing, until I shifted my head down between his
legs and licked the tip of his cock. He grew fully erect as I licked his cock
up and down, nibbling the end with each trip.

      Dougie took my head in his hands and slowly began to fuck my mouth. I
struggled to accept his cock down my throat. He continued fucking my mouth and
then filled my mouth with his sweet cum. I swallowed every drop and then licked
him clean.

      I again reclined on the bed, and Dougie began to lap my pussy. He licked
it slowly up and down, back and forth. He drove his tongue in and out of my
aching slit and gave my asshole a tongue bath too. I smashed my hips against
his face as came in wave after wave of orgasm. We made love for hours,
performing all the activities his wife wouldn't.

      I lost count of the number times I came. I returned home just before
dawn. You were fast asleep and never suspected anything had happened.

      Sandra then disclosed, "You must know that tonight I wasn't really
working late. I was at Doug's house; his wife is out of town. He was fucking me
less than an hour ago. I knew you were home and would start to wonder if I
stayed out too late. That's why I am so horny. I didn't have time to do it with
Dougie as much as I wanted to. Tell me what you are feeling now that you know I
have been out with my lover, fucking and sucking his cock, knowing that I'd
rather be fucking his big cock right now."

      I replied, "It makes me so hard and excited... If you really want him
now, call him. Call him right now."

      Sandra quizzed, "Do you really want me to call him and have him make love
to me again tonight? I will, you know. God knows I want to. This time you can
watch."

	As I orgasmed, I was begging Sandra to call her lover.


                              The Sandra Stories:
                     Part Seven -- She Knew I was watching

                                  By Mark Lane

      After confessing to her that I wanted her to call her lover and fuck him,
Sandra asked, "Do you really want me to call him? This is not a story. It's
really going to happen."

      I didn't protest, so she picked up and dialed the phone, "It's me... I'm
alone... Our messages crossed... He's left on business... How fast can you get
here?... Hurry up -- my pussy's still wet."

      Sandy looked feverishly at me and said, "There, it's done -- no backing
out now. He lives close, and he's a man in a hurry, so you've got about ten
minutes to hide. I am going to give you quite a show. Knowing you are going to
watch has me horny already."

      I slipped into the bedroom closet and arranged myself so I had a good
view of the bed and most of the room.

      Just after eleven the doorbell rang, and Dougie was greeted by Sandra.
Sandra walked into the bedroom alone and kicked off her shoes. She brushed her
hair, lit a cigarette, and looked toward my place in the closet. She rubbed her
pussy and mouthed, "Watch me fuck another man."

      She looked so sexy and had me so hot that I wanted to leap out the closet
and fuck her myself. She very seductively smoked the cigarette and removed her
blouse. Dougie walked into the bedroom with drinks that he had fixed. After a
brief toast, he was in my wife's arms. I could almost taste the kisses they
shared. In little time they were both naked and fondling each other on the bed.
I slowly rubbed myself just watching them play with each other. My heart was
pounding, and I was actually shaking with excitement. It was a whole new
experience now that Sandy knew I was watching her.

	Dougie said, "Let's start where we left off."

      And without any warning he went down on her, lapping and sucking her
clit. He had his face buried deep in my wife's pussy. She was moaning with
great sexual pleasure. Dougie then rolled her over and licked her anus. He
licked and tongued her tight little hole for a long time and then slowly
inserted his finger. She exploded in orgasm as he finger fucked her asshole.

      Saying, "We haven't done this for awhile," Doug moved up behind Sandra
and put the tip of his cock against her expanded anal opening. I was amazed at
how easily he slid his manhood into her ass. She was screaming at him to fuck
her ass. He fucked her as if he was fucking her pussy. Finally they both came
and collapsed on the bed. My cock also erupted, and soon the inside of the
closet door was covered with my cum.

      They lay together on the bed touching and kissing each other for few
minutes, and then they took a shower together. He came back into the room and
lay on the bed. Sandra sat beside him and lit a cigarette. She took his cock in
her hand and massaged him up and down. As she smoked and masturbated him, she
told him how much she loved the way he had just fucked her, how much better he
was than her husband. She talked dirty to him for a few minutes while she gave
him an expert hand job. She would bring him close to orgasm and then let him
hang.

      This was as much a show for me as it was a hand job for Dougie. He was
begging her to finish him off. She then began to fuck his cock with her mouth.
She completely made love to his cock with her lips and tongue. Soon he shot his
load into her mouth. She continued to lick and suck and swallowed every drop.
Sandy glanced towards the closet where I was hiding and blazed a look of
satisfaction.

      Doug then began to massage her breasts and tease her nipples. He was
talking dirty to her now, asking her if she wanted him to fuck her pussy as
good as he had fucked her ass. It didn't take long for Sandra to be the one
begging. I came again as she told him, "You have the most wonderful cock I have
ever fucked... One day I will tell my husband -- I think he likes the idea
anyway -- and then you can fuck me anytime you want."

	Then she begged, "Fuck me! Put it in me one more time!"

      Doug definitively thrusted his cock into her, and they fucked hard and
long. They fucked for over twenty minutes before they screamed with a mutual
orgasm. Both fully drained and satisfied, they got out of bed. Dougie dressed,
and Sandra walked her lover to the door.

      Sandy came back to the bedroom and opened the closet door. She stood
there smiling, bathed in sweat and cum dripping from her pussy. Sandy asked,
"What did you think of that? I just loved fucking him in front of you. This is
more exciting than cheating on you."

      My response was immediate. I fell to my knees in front of her and began
to kiss her stomach. I cupped her ass cheeks in my hands and pulled her towards
me. She was dripping sperm. The smell of sperm was strong, and I moaned
audibly. My tongue ran over her clit, and the taste was tangy. Sandy sucked in
her breath as I bathed her clit with my tongue. She slowly parted her legs and
leaned back. Suddenly Sandy's pussy spasmed, and she thrust it into my face.
Sandy orgasmed violently and pulled my face into her pelvis as she fed me
mouthfuls of excitement.

      After Sandy regained her composure, she requested me to lay on the bed,
and then she straddled my head. Her pussy hair was soaked with sperm, and more
thick fluid was oozing from her vaginal opening. I opened my mouth and began
tongue fucking her hole as her lovers sperm dripped into my mouth. Sandy ground
her cunt into my face, covering my cheeks and face with cum. Sandy instructed,
"Suck it out, darling. Eat it all."