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(MF, wife-sharing, husb-voy, cuck) *** My wife Sharon and I have been married now for seven years. We were in our late twenties, five years married and still much in love, well at least I thought so. I'm an assistant manager in an old people's home, there is no need for Sharon to work, she has a monthly income from her late father's estate. She keeps our home in shape, that's when she's not out shopping with her girlfriends or sunning herself in the back garden. Last summer my boss Pete had a fire at his house which completely gutted it. I couldn't see him homeless so after a call to Sharon and a bit of persuasion I said he could stay with us till he got his insurance sorted out. That Friday evening Pete came round with what belongings he had in a holdall. I showed him to the spare room; Pete emptied the contents of his bag on the bed. I noticed a pack of blue tablets among his stuff, knowing what they were, Viagra pills; I didn't say anything to embarrass him. There was little need for introductions as Sharon had met Pete before on several occasions. We had supper, watched TV and chatted a while, before Pete turned in for the night. In the morning Pete who is nearly sixty, and a lot taller came down in the same clothes he wore the night before, I had no clothes that would fit him. Sharon being a shopohlic offered to take him shopping, which he agreed to. While I went to do a shift at the home. I arrived home just after 4pm, Sharon's car was in the drive but the house was empty. I walked threw into the lounge towards the sliding doors that lead to the garden. On hearing voices I stopped and peered around the curtains. Sharon was sitting on the sun lounger in her bikini. Pete was standing behind her massaging Sharon's shoulders. When she remarked how good it felt, Pete suggested that she should lie down so he could give her back a good massage. Before, Sharon laid on the subbed, she jokingly said to Pete that he better keep his hands in the proper places. Pete leaned over and started rubbing her shoulders. She said that it felt really good. He rubbed her back for a while and did nothing to offend her. After a few minutes, Sharon was completely relaxed; Pete suggested that it would feel much better if she undid her top. To my surprise, she unhooked it letting the straps fall either side Then Pete started to work down her laterals. The sides of her breasts were visible, and he worked close to them. He kept working her sides and then brushed against the side of her breast. I held my breath, but she did nothing. After a while he slowly went back to the side of her breast and started to rub it. I could see his hand try to touch more of her breast. My heart stopped when Sharon slightly tilted to one side slightly exposing her breast. Pete's hand slipped in and cupped it in his hand. Sharon took a deep and sighed. He fondled her breast for a few minutes, I could see Sharon's breathing getting harder, and then went back to her neck and shoulders. Like nothing had ever happened, he then started on her feet and legs which she loves. He worked his way up her thighs and back down. "This is nice but don't get any wild ideas," Sharon said rather sternly. So here is my semi-naked wife on the subbed, getting a massage from a from an old man. Pete went back to work on her inner thighs, moving closer up her thighs each time. On one of those trips up her thigh, I swear it looked like he brushed her bulging pussy threw her bikini, because it made her jump. He did this a few times with no protest from Sharon. A few moments later, he rubbed against her and then paused. Annie did not move, I knew he was rubbing Annie's pussy. Then it happened, his hand pushed up against her bottom, from my vantage point I watched as his fingers slipped inside Sharon's bikini. He started to move his fingers, kneading her buttocks I knew had to be getting very wet. With pangs of jealousy and excitement in my gut. I had to put and end to it before it got out of hand. Swiftly I went to the front door opened it and closed it loudly and shouted out, "Honey I'm home!" Slowly waking into the lounge. Pete was standing by the sliding doors I could clearly see his cock making a huge imprint in the front of his slacks. Sharon was still lying on the subbed, her bikini bra strap done up. I never said anything, although I knew I should have. Normally Friday night is the night Sharon and I stay in with a bottle of wine and have a meal, but because we had Pete staying Sharon suggested we all go out for a meal instead. We shower before heading for dinner. Sharon, had brought a red dress that day while shopping with Pete, it kind of matched her long red hair. Pete and I waited downstairs while Sharon finished getting ready. Just then, our conversation was interrupted by my Sharon's entrance coming downstairs. She was wearing her red dress, and was looking, she was flipping up her hair to put in her earrings, something about the gesture was so incredibly sexy. The restaurant we had picked was some miles away, so we ordered a taxi. When we got to the restaurant, Pete jumped out of the cab to open the door for Sharon. Always trying to be a gentleman I thought, even if such behavior is out of fashion these days. Opening the door, he got a real eyeful of Sharon's legs! She had apparently sat down 'innocently' in a way so that her dress was pushed way up on her legs. The restaurant was good, all of us enjoyed the meal, We all started telling various stories and the night seemed to pass quickly and the drinks were going down just as fast. Sharon was drinking quite a bit of wine with her dinner. I tried to hold back some myself, because I can't hold my liquor too well, but not wanting to spoil a good night out I over indulged and went over my normal limit. We left the restaurant about 11.30, the cool night air hit me, Pete and Sharon held on to me either side as we waited for our taxi. The taxi came and took us home, once inside we sat on the sofa watching a late night movie, Sharon sitting between us. With just the light of the television, out of the corner of my eye I was Pete's hand lightly dropped onto Sharon's knee and was traveling ever so slowly up the outside of her thigh. Sharon grasped his and moved it away. She turned to me and said, "C'mon sleepyhead, time for bed now." Staring at me with a mischievous grin. She whispered in my ear, "Take me to bed and fuck me?" They were words I had never heard her say before. Sharon and I went upstairs while Pete stayed saying he wanted to watch the rest of the movie. Once upstairs Sharon went to the en-suit bathroom taking her black see-threw negligee with her, I undressed and got in bed to wait. After a few minutes I heard the shower turn on. I lay in bed for what seemed ages, my eyes were getting heavy till I dozed off. In a semi conscious state I heard her voice – "Are you asleep? Mike, are you asleep?" I lay there not being bothered to answer her, and then heard the bedroom door softly close. I waited for what seemed like an eternity, for Sharon to return, she didn't. So I got up and quietly opened the door. I could hear the sounds of the television as I made my way downstairs, standing in the darkened hallway, I peeked around the corner into the living room. The light from the TV light the room. My heart jumped as I looked in, Sharon in her black negligee, standing sideways to me with Pete towering over her with his hands on her shoulders. Keeping out of sight in the shadows. "I'm not sure I can," I heard Sharon say. "You look amazing. Your husband is a lucky man. It won't change anything, we are just friends helping each other out," Pete replied. "We can just kiss, and if you don't won't to go any further, we won't." That sneaky bastard I thought. Half of me wanted to barge in and break it up, but the other half of me wanted to see what her reaction would be. Pete took her face in his hands bent his head down and started softly kissing her. This lasted about thirty seconds before Sharon responded and started kissing him back furiously. He gently pushed her back against the back of the sofa as they continued kissing. His hands started running all over her back, and slipped the shoulder straps of her negligee off her shoulders. Sharon not only allowed him to do this but put her arms down to allow Pete to pull on her negligee till it slipped down around her ankles. Leaning against the back of the sofa, her bare breasts brightened by the light coming from the television, her nipples hard and protruding straight out. I could feel my erection beginning. Pete took her left nipple into his mouth while continuing to rub the other, her back was arched and I could hear her breathing getting shorter and shorter. He moved over to her other nipple Sharon's breathing was getting very audible. Finally, they broke their embrace, I watched as my wife started unbuttoning his shirt, Pete had both hands on bare her ass. Then the sound of rustling clothes and, then, an unzipping zipper. "Here. Let me help you with that," Pete started to undo his belt and pulled slacks and underpants down to his ankles. Sharon knelt down on her knees in front of him. "God. It looks large. And not all the way hard yet" I heard her say. I saw her head kind of bob forward and Pete let out a little gasp. Jealousy I thought how could she enjoy him that much, he's an old man!! I knew she was sucking him off but I couldn't see. With his back shielding me I crept in the room and hid behind the arm chair only feet away so to get a better view. Sharon had both hands wrapped around Pete's shaft. I saw his bulbous cock-head it seemed abnormally large. Sharon flicking her tongue all around it. His testicles swaying heavily between legs. She then took his cock head in her mouth and moved her mouth slowly sucking on it. I could see that Pete was a little weak in the knees. He must be close I thought. Pete then pulled Sharon up saying "I want to eat your pussy" Then kissed her. As they kissed, Sharon stroked his cock up and down between their pressed bodies as they moved to the sofa. He gently laid Sharon down, Pete found his way to a nipple and began licking and sucking as she let out a soft moan. I watched as Pete continued his way down, kissing Sharon's firm belly her soft moans increased as Pete ran his tongue over Sharon's wiry ginger pubes. A soft shriek came from her mouth as his tongue found its target on her clit. "Oh Pete! That feels so good, don't stop!" but I could see that he had no intention of stopping. I could hear her breathing become more rapid and I could see that she was rapidly approaching orgasm. Sharon's head arched back and I could see her stomach muscles ripple as she started cumming on Pete's mouth. "Uhh! Ohhh! Oohhh! Lick me... oh yes, yes, YESSS!" Sharon cried out as an incredible orgasm overtook her body. When Pete lifted his head back up, his face was glistening from Sharon's juices. Sharon lay there her legs parted I had a great view of her wet pussy. Pete wiped his face with his shirt then got back on the sofa kneeling between Sharon's open legs. He moved the head of his dick and touched her. 'No, no, no...' she said. He paused. Then he began rubbed his cock around her pussy area making no penetration just like she asked. Her hips were responding to his teasing as she made circular motions, sighs coming from her every few seconds. I thought he was going to make her cum right there. Pete lent over and started kissing her. She put her upper leg over his leg. From my vantage point I could see his cock only inches from her pussy, As his cock touched her labia, she pulled back. Pete's cock shaft resting between furrow of her pussy, his hips moved in a slow dry hump. She responded to him and undulated her hips up and down. I knew she was getting excited by his cock rubbing against her clit. Without warning adjusting his position his hips suddenly jabbed his gig cock head between her labia lips. 'Oh!' cried out Sharon, "Oh No! Oh NO!" Her words expressed shock. Pete's cock had found her pussy. He pushed into her a bit more then immediately withdrew and apologized. Sharon didn't move. She just laid there panting. I thought that it was over and that she would try to get up. Instead she was still under him with her legs still spread. They looked into each others eyes for a moment when Pete leaned down and kissed my wife on the mouth. I could see Annie open her mouth to accept his tongue. They had kissed passionately for a while when Pete's cock head re-entered her again, spreading her labia lips apart. His cock very slowly into my wife with one push. Till his grapefruit-sized balls rested in the crack of Sharon's ass. It was an awesome sight. This time Sharon did nothing... except moan into his mouth as they kissed. Pete slowly withdrew partway and then pushed in again, then again, then again. My wife began to move her hips to meet his thrusts. Just moments after she had said no, my wife began to be a willing participant. Soon each thrust brought a grunt from her lips, 'uhh... uhh... uhh...' They fucked hard. He was slamming against her crotch and you could hear skin slapping skin. She wrapped her legs around his waist giving limitless access to her. I am sure he was hitting her cervix with every thrust, Sharon's hips rolling with passion. They kissed again. It was such an erotic sight to watch her completely surrender herself to this old man. As their tongues explored and their bodies moved in a rhythmic motion, Sharon unwrapped her legs from his waist and just let then hang in the air. With her arms around him. Her breathing was getting much heavier, signaling an impending orgasm. "Fuck me! Fuck meeeee! Oh god! Oh god! Oh my god! I'm cumming!!" She screamed. With Pete still thrusting, she raised her legs high in the air, her feet pointing to the sky, her toes arched as if she were a ballet dancer. I could see his cock withdraw and then disappear back into her pussy. They were fucking with a fury. As his hips repeatedly slammed into her pelvis, her legs and feet would violently shake. Her surrender was now complete. With her legs obscenely splayed, she was letting this old guy. As his thrusting continued, he let out a sounding finale, 'Ahhhh! Ahhhhh... ahhhhhh... ahhhhhh! I'm gonna shoot!" Their bodies slowed down. He jerked once or twice more. Then it was over. They kissed, Sharon hugged him tight. I returned back behind the arm chair trying figure out my escape. As Pete withdrew and got up. His cock glistening from Sharon's juices, I was amazed to see his cock still rock hard. It dawned on me then he must have popped a Viagra earlier. Pete pulled Sharon up, still panting, she stood up and his cum immediately ran out of her pussy and onto the floor. Pete sat down on the sofa. Sharon seemed a little confused of what to do next. Pulling her down she began to understand what was Pete wanted. While standing and facing Pete, Sharon placed one foot along each side of the of his thighs so that her crotch was opened directly above his cock. She grabbed his cock and slowly sat down on it as her hand guided him into her waiting gash. From my angle, I could see the upper part of his cock disappear into the center of her furry ginger pussy until there was nothing of it left as if her pussy was swallowing him whole. Then it reappeared as she slowly moved up on him again. Then it slowly disappeared. Soon she sat all the way down on his lap and they embraced and kissed deeply once more as their groins began to grind together in rhythm. I couldn't believe my wife was cheating on me with my boss. Soon Sharon was rocking hard on the Pete's lap and her breath was hard and ragged again. The sofa was taking such a beating that it creaked loudly. I had the perfect view of her pussy lips wrapping themselves around his shaft and lathering up his pole with thick white juice. I could hear her pussy going 'slurp, slurp, slurp. My face was burning up, my pulse was racing and my heart was beating so loud that I was surprised they didn't hear it. Soon she was screaming again and she came as hard as she had the first time. Pete was slamming his hips upwards into her. The plunging became faster and faster. "OHHHH," Sharon moaned. "FUCK ME, Pete! GOD, YOUR SUCH A GOOD FUCK. AHHHH. OHHHHHH! YESSSSSSSS!" I'm going to cum!' He shouted. I could hear him groan and grunt as he shot his another load of hot sperm into my wife. She didn't respond to him because she was lost in her orgasm. She kept him locked into her and as his rigid cock began to pulsate with the first shots of cum being released into her womb, she clamped down hard on his cock and came with a scream at the tops of her lungs. Her orgasm even continued long after he was spent. Then finally, breathlessly she relaxed her muscles and released him. Taking my queue to sneak out as they recovered, I sat on the stairs listening to them talk. "I'll have to go now before Mike wakes up," she said to Pete. "Can't you stay a little longer?" he replied. "I'd like too," she cooed at him. "But I really need to get going. And please never tell anyone." "Don't worry," he said. "I never will. I promise. Besides, I'm hoping we can do this again sometime." ** I quickly made my way back to our bedroom. Looking at the alarm clock it was 4.30am. A short time later I heard our door quietly open then shut. Sharon climbed into bed naked, I could Pete's cologne on her body, not to mention the fresh smell of sex. In her sexually exhausted state, she laid on her stomach and went to sleep. I woke up at 8.30, Sharon was still sound asleep on her stomach. Inquisitively I lifted the bed clothes off her. Her legs were spread apart. I marveled at the site of her pussy that glistened with a whitish foam around the reddish, sagging lips. I bent over to stare at her sloppy hole as close as I could. I was cautious to hold my breath so that I didn't wake Sharon even with a slight breath on her ass. The room permeated with the smell of sex, and the pungent aroma flooded my nostrils the closer I got to her cunt. I breathed it in to keep the thought of her passionate coupling alive in my imagination. I wanted to remember the moment, so I backed off before my cock exploded or my tongue uncontrollably darted to her slippery hole. I dressed went downstairs and made a coffee, Pete came down, with a smirk on his face he asked, "Sleep well last night Mike?" "Yea, not bad. How about you Pete>" "I had a good night." Bastard I thought. Its wasn't till the following weekend when one evening after another drunken night out, I woke to an empty bed. Opening the bedroom door I could hear the sounds of Sharon and Pete fucking in his bedroom. Going back to bed I waited for her to return. She came back a while later at 4am staggering into the room suffering from the affects of alcohol and her fucking. She got into bed, within minutes she was sound asleep. I nudged her a couple of times to wake her. Sharon was in a deep drunken sleep. I reached over and put the lamp on, her hair was in a mess and lipstick smeared over her mouth. I pulled the sheets off, looking between her partly open legs her labia lips were swollen and red, and her hard clitoris protruding from its hood. Pete's jism was all over her pussy lips, ginger pubis hair, and in her slit. I could no longer breath through my nose without inhaling their cum, so I quickly moved my tongue towards her clit. I flicked my tongue at her clit, Sharon's hips started to gyrate, my tongue darted between her open slit a salty, acid taste entered my mouth Breathing through my nose and she ground her pussy onto my tongue, rewarding me with even stronger smells and tastes. Sharon started to moan, in her sleep I licked at her well-used opening for some time. Before rising to let my dick slip easily into her well used cunt hole. I was cautious to move slowly so I wouldn't wake her. I couldn't feel the walls of her stretched out pussy. Still, almost the instant my dick was fully embedded in her, my cum spewed to be mixed with what was left of hers and her old lover's spunk. ** Later that week Pete got accommodation, paid for by the insurance company. I could sense Sharon's loss of her lover for the rest of the week. A few weeks later I finished my shift early, pulling up outside our house I saw Pete's car parked up opposite. Opening the front door and entering the living room. I was stopped in my tracks. Sharon and Pete were on the living room floor. As the two writhing, sweating bodies slowed, gasping and panting, Sharon's glazed look fell upon me, by now standing transfixed in the doorway. She smiled that happy, satisfied smile I has seen so many times before. I smiled sheepishly back and withdrew to and went upstairs. A while later I heard the front door slam, Pete had gone. Going downstairs Sharon still lay drowsily on the floor, her legs slightly parted, her swollen cunt lips glistening in the light. "You don't hate me, do you darling?" She said softly. "Of course not. I love you and I will always love you." I answered sincerely. Kneeling by her side, Sharon rolled over towards me, and kissed me, deeply thrusting her in my mouth. Sharon had never kissed me in such a wanton and messy fashion before. The taste of alcohol was unmistakable. Before I could fully assess the situation, Sharon grabbed the back of my hair with both hands and forcefully guided my head downwards. My cheek brushed her left nipple which was erect, Sharon kept pushing my head until I was between her legs. The aroma emanating from Sharon's crotch was pungent. It was the same odor I remembered from the weeks before. Sharon ground my face into her groin. I could seen a hot, slimy, sticky pool of fluids soaking her pubic hair and cradled by the folds of her large spread labia. Instinctively, I opened my mouth and extended my tongue just touching her extended pussy lips. The opening to Sharon's vagina was enormous. It seemed wide enough to consume my nose, mouth and chin. My tongue caught a huge glob of spunk which oozed from her cunt. The strong taste of salty with a tinge of the musky flavor of Sharon's vaginal juices. Now there was no denying it. I was swallowing the semen Pete's cock had deposited deep in my wife's pussy. My rigid dick was throbbing prostate. With a fervor, I began tonguing Sharon's swollen and extended labia lips seeking to savor the remnants that had already escaped from her cunt. I sucked what seemed like a endless stream of semen from the depths of her vagina. All the while Sharon moaned and rocked her pelvis against my jaw. After Sharon had convulsed in orgasm, a thicker flow of cum poured forth. I lapped it up and became to wonder how much of Pete's sperm had made its way into Sharon's womb. Even though I knew Sharon was on the pill, the thought of Pete's virile seed swimming in search of one of Sharon's eggs, nearly sent me over the edge. I continued to coax every drop of Pete's semen from my wife's folds. After what must have been thirty minutes of furious effort, Sharon climaxed three times I torn my clothes off positioned my six inch hard penis at her gaping hole. Literally no pressure was necessary as my dick disappeared. It was so loose, and warm sensation as I moved my erection in and out of that had once been a tight little pussy known only to me. There was ample room for more and Sharon's vagina almost engulfed my balls as well. Apparently, the absence of friction Sharon just lay there throughout the five minutes of my squirming inside of her. I tried to hold off as long as possible, but the thought slipping inside in my wife's used pussy was too much. I added my load. Pete was Sharon's lover for many months after, till unfortunately for him, but not for me, he died in a car accident. 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