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Hot Blonde Wife
by CompletetheTrade (completethetrade@yahoo.com)

***

Maybe this will help you understand how a man shares 
his beautiful wife. I didn't get it until it happened 
to me. In fact, I thought it was perverted, and if 
that's true, I have now become a pervert thanks to 
Annie, my wife. (MF, reluc, wife, mc, voy, intr, cuck)

***

Hot Blonde Wife Manipulates Husband for Her Desire

I was the luckiest man on the planet. My wife was young 
and incredibly beautiful. She was 20 and I was 28 when 
we married. Just to give you an idea, as soon as we 
were dating I became an outcast with my friends as the 
wives didn't want them around her. The wives saw the 
way my buddies looked at Annie, and with Annie being a 
bit of flirt and certainly more comfortable around men, 
they were not only protective of their husbands, but 
they were downright hostile toward me. 

I'm sure they looked at me as a cradle robber as I 
started dating Annie when she was 19 and I was 27. And, 
Annie was the hot blonde that every wife fears, hates, 
is jealous of... Annie ate like a boy and never weighed 
more then 105 pounds. She was naturally tan and always 
kept her nails and hair done tip top. Add to this that, 
while she didn't dress slutty, she was very good at 
dressing with subtle opportunities that make a man 
wonder. Finally, Annie's legs go on forever, or at 
least until they reach one of the finest asses I've 
ever seen. If I had to pick a celebrity look-a-like, I 
guess I would say a young, thin Christina Aquilerra.

So, why me? How did I luck out?

I guess I am a pretty good looking guy and with my own 
business, and am fairly well off. Couple this with a 
great romantic streak, a good dancer, fun to party 
with, with an overwhelming need to provide oral and 
significant foreplay. Anyway, I have some of my own 
qualities to offer. Now consider where Annie was in her 
life. She had been with 4 guys seriously and each 
relationship landed in the hormonal insecure 
controlling trash container. I was the first guy who 
had the life experience to not get hung up in the 
jealously that is multiplied when dating a super hot 
lady. 

At the time I met Annie, she hadn't ever been with an 
established experienced guy like me. While not poor, 
Annie came from a very frugal family. Her mom and dad 
are pretty well off but they did it by saving every 
penny. Annie hadn't had the opportunity to get out and 
party, travel, go to fine restaurants, etc. So, I 
happened along at the right time and had enough of the 
qualifications to put together a bid for her love.

Although I talk about her more as an object of beauty 
or sexiness here, in reality she was the whole package. 
Whereas it would be easy to write her off as a less 
then intelligent hottie, Annie was as sharp as any 
person I've ever met. She was smart and quick witted 
and could hang with the best. 

Lastly, fortunately/unfortunately, the girls never 
wanted to be around her and all the guys did. So, Annie 
ended up growing up with a lot of guy friends, and very 
few girl friends. As a result she gravitated to men and 
was always more comfortable in the guys corner then 
with the gals.

I wrote this as I read a few of the stories around and 
it always seems like the wife is some crazy hot woman. 
I myself am often skeptical of these stories and wanted 
to try to relate that Annie truly is in that top 5%.

Sexually, Annie has come a very long way. She has 
medium breasts but outstanding large nipples. We 
learned together that her large nipples are very 
sensitive and lead to great things. In fact, I can get 
her close to orgasm with access only to her nipples. 
She hadn't had much experience with oral, and once I 
got her to shave completely smooth, I love it. So, 
every oral orgasm she had ever had was with me. I was 
also her first anal, not so good. I was the first guy 
to spend 24 hours in bed with her, and the first to 
talk to her in bed. Etc... 

Most important to note, I loved or love Annie. I really 
did or do and it had to do with who she was beyond how 
hot she was. At one time, we were best friends and 
really had it going on. And then... everything went 
nuts.

Annie came home from work one day and said the gossip 
at work was that the company had hired a guy that had a 
questionable background. The rumor was that he had been 
brought up on assault charges 3 times. Who knows 
whether this is true or not and I suggested she just 
stay away from him.

It was months before this came to mind again. Annie was 
new to the company and as I explained prior, she 
quickly fell into a group of friends of 6 or 8 guys and 
one girl. Every Friday after work you could walk into 
the local Mexican restaurant and find 3, 4, 5, or all 
of these folks in the bar for happy hour margaritas. I 
hadn't mentioned that Annie can party with the best of 
them, and she gets super horny when she drinks. I never 
minded as I reaped the benefits. Sometimes I dropped in 
on my way home from work and partied like a rock star 
myself. They were a fun group of folks, generally less 
stuffy then the folks I worked with.

Annie's favorite night was to curl up with me under a 
blanket and watch movies. We giggled like little kids 
and I never once worried about her fidelity. Her 
routines were solid and there wasn't any question that 
we were in love and committed to each other. That trust 
led to terrific freedom for her and a few questions 
from friends and family as to whether it was wise to 
let her run with the boys so to speak. I laughed that 
off as we really were in love.

In June of this year I dropped in on the group to have 
a drink. Annie lit up when she saw me and made space 
for me next to her. I can't tell you how cool it is 
when the hottest lady in the restaurant smiles, kisses 
you, and makes space next to her. 

I noticed a new face on the other side of her which was 
a tall, striking black man. No, I didn't make him black 
for this story, he simply was. Annie introduced him as 
Warren. I asked him if he was new to the company and he 
said he had been there for a few months. There were 6 
or 7 people there that night and we all had a great 
time.

When Annie and I got home, Annie asked me what I 
thought of Warren. I said that he seemed cool and it 
was nice that they now had two brothers in their group. 
Dwight, the other black man was cool and had actually 
had become a pretty good friend of mine. I thought it 
was an odd question so I asked Annie "why do you ask?" 

Annie replied, "He's the one who had all the rumors 
going around about being brought up on assault charges. 
I think that's weird as I think he is a pretty nice 
guy."

"Who knows? Sometimes that stuff can be over blown." 
And that was the last time he again came to mind until 
about 2 am on July 5th.

In July one guy out of the group, Ray, invited us to 
his annual Uptown 4 th of July party. It was cool. He 
had an actual beer truck with tappers on the outside 
there for the party, and a band playing in the alley. 
It was packed, but fun. I had a softball tournament 
that night with Dwight and had to leave early. I gave 
Annie the option of leaving with me but she declined 
saying that she would catch a ride with Shannon. The 
other girl in their group who lived by us. 

"If you two get loaded, please call me and I will come 
get you."

Annie smiled and kissed me as I left.

Softball, more beer, and bed for me.

Just before 2 am I heard Annie come into our bedroom. 
She didn't take her clothes off but laid down next to 
me and curled up. She was shaking and crying. I was 
quickly wide awake and concerned.

"Annie, what's wrong?"

She just kept shaking and crying.

"Annie, what happened?" 

We hadn't had a moment like this and my heart was truly 
sinking. She finally started to talk.

"I got attacked"

"What?"

"Warren pulled me into the bedroom and attacked me."

Immediately, it was as if red flares were going off 
behind my eyes.

"He raped you!?" 

"I was coming out of the bathroom and warren grabbed my 
arm and pulled me into the bedroom. I was a little 
tipsy and didn't know what he was up to. I thought he 
was just goofing off. But then he closed the door 
behind us and locked the door."

I desperately wanted to ask her if he raped her but I 
had received thousands of hours of training as a 
listener with Annie and I knew she had to take me from 
beginning to end with all the details. I was biting my 
lip wanting the punch line so I could jump in my car 
and get to the party hoping he was still there. If he 
was still there, I would beat him to death. Still I 
listened as patiently as I could. 

"He pushed me down on the bed and jumped on top of me. 
I struggled but he was so fast and strong. He had my 
left arm under me, was lying on my right arm, and he 
had a leg over mine."

While she talked it was so hard to pay attention. It 
was unbearable as I was already thinking about what I 
was going to do. And, while I assumed she was raped, I 
needed to hear it before I acted. My gut was twisted 
up, this was very close to unbearable.

Talking was calming her down a little. "He pushed his 
hand up my shirt and unsnapped my bra. I'm wearing a 
front loader but he was so fast. I couldn't believe 
it."

"Did you scream or yell or anything?" I was careful to 
ask quietly and sympathetic but she hadn't mentioned 
this. I was angry with Ray also for letting this happen 
at his place. 

"I think I was in shock and when I finally got to the 
screaming point I doubted anyone would hear me over the 
stereo, and I might just upset Warren where he would 
hurt me. I was so scared. I didn't know what to do. The 
more I struggled the more pressure he put on me and it 
hurt."

"He was playing with me on top and was saying the 
dirtiest things. He made it sound like I was the one 
who brought this on. That somehow I wanted him to do 
this to me. He was trying to kiss me, put his mouth on 
me on top, and put his hand under my skirt and ripped 
my G-string off." 

I was thinking justifiable homicide, or temporary 
insanity. I needed the punch line so I could get going. 
My mind was saying, 'Please please get to the end 
Annie.'

"He somehow undid his pants and slid them down. He 
forced his hand in between my legs and was really rough 
with me down there. Then he rolled up on top of me and 
started pushing in-between my legs. I wasn't going to 
let him do it and I didn't think he could have anyway. 
It felt like an arm down there and while it was 
slippery, I think he was too big. I had my mind made up 
that there was no way he was going to get inside of me. 
I could feel him right there ready to do it. I kept 
saying to myself, no way. I was getting ready to scream 
when I heard Ray calling my name in the hallway. Ray 
tried the door and called out for me."

"Warren was up and dressed in a flash and I said, 'I 
will be right out.' Warren didn't wait and unlocked and 
pulled the door open, while I was still getting myself 
back together." 

"It really sucked then as I think Ray and stupid Ryan 
thought that I was with Warren by choice. I thought 
maybe they would see my face and know that I was upset 
but they were drunk and more interested in watching me 
get my clothes straightened out."

"I got pissed and walked past them to find Shannon. I 
asked her if she was ready to go and she just gave me 
her keys and here I am."

As Annie wrapped up, my emotions were a swirling mess. 
I was relieved that Warren hadn't taken her, I was 
embarrassed for Annie having to deal with Ray and Ryan 
thinking she was cheating on me, and I was thinking 
about what I was going to do.

I was holding Annie and I knew she was finally waiting 
for me to say something.

"I want to go over there and beat his ass."

"Please don't say that. I want you to stay here and 
hold me. I am soooo sorry."

"God Annie, it wasn't your fault."

"But he said I led him on, I don't think I did. At 
least I certainly wasn't trying to."

"I know that Annie, I love you, Do you think we should 
call the police?"

Annie said "I've was thinking about that the whole way 
home. I just don't know. I don't want anyone to know 
but I was thinking that this story is going to be a 
mess around the office. Ray and Ryan will blab what 
they think they saw and it will be all over the place 
that I am a big slut."

God I felt bad for Annie, but I also felt bad for me. 
Selfishly I was thinking that I might be embarrassed if 
these folks thought that Annie was stepping out on me. 
How could I ever hang with them if they thought that? 

"Maybe you should quit?"

"What, and have that fucker win?"

"Win what?"

Annie was getting a little pissed I could tell.

"Fuck that, I like my job and that isn't the answer."

"Well, you don't want me to kick his ass, you aren't 
going to call the police, and your going back to work 
with all this shit going on. Annie, I am sorry this 
happened and I would do anything you want to help, but 
you have to tell me what that is."

"Just hold me for now."

We talked in circles for a while and eventually she 
drifted off to sleep. If she was going in, I'd go in. 
If she didn't I wouldn't and we fell asleep.

It seemed like the alarm went off as soon as I fell 
asleep, and I couldn't imagine what it meant to Annie. 
She got up without saying anything and I felt the best 
thing to do was to let her do whatever it was she 
thought was best. The only thing I did say was to stay 
away from Warren and if he gives you the least bit of 
trouble, call me. She got ready, kissed me and quietly 
left for work.

I was absolutely not turned on by any of this and spent 
the day working but thinking about what I should do 
next. I definitely wanted to get back at Warren and was 
thinking that maybe I'd run it by Dwight when I had a 
chance.

When Annie came home she was pissed in all directions. 
I knew I had to be really careful as when she got this 
way it was easy for her to turn on me. So I was quiet 
much of the evening until we went to bed early. When we 
laid down I finally asked her how it went.

"All the guys are treating me different and Shannon 
actually asked me if I had sex with Warren. Ray asked 
me if I wanted to go to the Mexican Village after work 
just he and I and that fucker Warren was looking at me 
with a fucking smirk on his face all day. Now I'm 
thinking I might kill the bastard."

She rolled away from me and I curled in behind her. It 
was code for lets go to sleep. I curled in and it was a 
minute or two before I felt her bump back in to me 
lightly. This was another sign for her wanting to have 
sex. Whenever she felt like it this is exactly how it 
started. If I wanted it, I took it, Annie was always 
more subtle. But I wasn't sure if the message was 
received correctly. With all we had been through that 
day, sex was the last thing I was thinking about.

I gave her a real light bump back and she returned the 
bump harder this time.

I certainly didn't feel like it but I wanted to please 
her and went to work. I started working on her tit with 
the arm under her, and running my other hand over her 
curves below. She rolled onto her back and spread her 
legs, pointed her toes so I moved to go down on her. 

While I worked on her with my tongue, I looked at her 
flat stomach, her heaving chest and her nipples which 
were quickly getting hard. I usually loved watching her 
but I was having trouble focusing as I was becoming a 
jealous man. In my heart I believed what she told me 
was all true, and in reality it was, but jealous man 
took over and started wondering, why was she slippery 
when he tried to push into her, what aroused her 
tonight, why hasn't she reacted? Was she caught at the 
party and made the whole thing up? 

I tried to push these ideas aside but one question kept 
hanging on. Assuming her story was true, was she turned 
on by it? If so, what did that mean? I was working 
myself up to getting angry and certainly not hard. If 
this turned her on, what was it? Was she turned on that 
everyone thought she was a slut, or by the work out she 
got from Warren? Or, maybe she learned that she liked 
it rough? I needed to sort this out with her and had to 
decide how to open up the topic.

I guess I decided it was more Warren then it was the 
guys and decided I'd put a little pressure on her to 
see what happened. I moved up her little body and took 
her wrists tightly. Really tightly and I held her arms 
down on the mattress. I had the head of my cock right 
at her opening.

She may have caught the clue of what I was getting at, 
I didn't know at that point, but she was bucking and 
writhing and wanted it bad. She was excited. I was 
scared to death to say anything but I had to. This was 
dangerous territory but I wanted to know that none of 
this was fiction, and that she was still the sweet girl 
I knew and loved. God that little body and long legs 
with Annie on fire wanting it was finally turning me 
on.

"Annie, did you think about giving in?"

"What do you mean?"

Now she was really squirming trying desperately to get 
the head of my cock insider her.

"When Warren was on top of you, did you think of giving 
in?"

"No, not at all. Why?"

Her body was reacting. She was struggling to break free 
and she was doing everything she could to try to get my 
cock into her. I had my confirmation that something 
turned her on.

Right then and there is where my life took a turn. My 
body started reacting and a new thought entered my head 
along with all the fucked up emotions. My cock was now 
rock hard and I was now wondering what it would have 
been like had she come home fucked? Why was I thinking 
about this? My Annie as a slut turned me on. I knew 
that this was a really perverted fucked up thought but 
my cock was turning me into someone completely outside 
myself.

I couldn't help but push this up a notch. I was 
powerless to fight it. I wanted her dirty as it was 
super sexy.

"Annie, did you think about that big cock today?"

Annie was wild and I almost couldn't hold her down.

"Fuck me!"

"Answer me Annie!"

"Just Fuck me hard!"

"Annie, did you think about what it would have been 
like if Ray didn't show up when he did?"

"Yes."

"Does it turn you on?"

"I love you."

"Does it turn you on?"

"Yes, please fuck me!"

Looking back I can't believe I was able to say any of 
this. I became so horny I bent all the rules. The only 
other thought that came through was that somehow I had 
become a pervert. And I couldn't stop, and now I wanted 
to let go. 

"Imagine what might happen if you were alone with him 
again."

"What might happen?"

I paused but Annie wasn't going to let it go. "Tell 
me!"

"You'd probably get fucked with that big dick of his."

"Would you like that?"

I set my mind to not answering that question. Somewhere 
inside me there was a voice screaming that if I 
answered that question now, I'd be a sicko and I would 
definitely regret it. Annie might never respect me 
again, and then what happens to our boundaries, our 
marriage? I had everything I needed in my life, or at 
least I thought I did. But, Annie wasn't going to let 
it go.

"Do you want me to open my legs next time?"

Shit! Now she is talking about next time. I knew my 
next comment would set the stage for our marriage. 
Unfortunately, I was so horny I just didn't have enough 
strength to fight it off. I justified it in my own 
mind, if I say there isn't going to be a next time, 
then I might never know if there ever is. If I say I 
want her to give in and open her legs, She might not 
but she will likely always confide in me.

Annie broke me out of this debate. She was determined 
to go deeper into this. "Do you want me to let Warren 
fuck me?"

I was all-in. "I love you and yes I want you wet and 
stretched open for me."

"Stay at work until I call you on Friday."

Tuesday was the 4th, It was Wednesday, and Friday was 
the day after tomorrow. I pushed deep into her and we 
came together almost immediately. I regretted all of it 
almost exactly after I came. My mind was spinning. It 
sounded like she had a plan prior to us getting going. 
I also knew that if I tried to control her, all was 
lost. So I treaded carefully.

"Annie, I love you and would be devastated if it 
happened. Were we fantasizing or are you thinking we'd 
actually do this?" 

"It was just a fantasy."

I felt better, but not great. Had I completely closed 
the door? Annie rolled away from me but I was pretty 
sure neither of us was going to sleep soon.

It wasn't long before I felt her nails lightly on my 
cock. Soon after that I was on her again. But neither 
of us were talking. I was concentrating hoping that I 
could hold out longer. I pressed the head of my cock to 
her wet cunt.

Quickly I was back in horny land trying to figure out 
how to bring it up again, and kicking myself for 
wanting to. I managed "What do you want."

"I want to be used."

"You are going to be."

I was working her tits over, but good. I looked up and 
she was looking right into my eyes. I asked her, "What 
is it."

It took her a while to answer and in the mean time she 
had reached down and pulled my cock up so she could 
stroke it. "If you want me to get fucked you have to be 
sure." Her small hand was sliding up and down my cock. 
"You have to be really sure though." 

Up and down, squeezing my cock.

"What would you do?"

"If you want that, I will invite him over for a beer 
Friday afternoon and fuck his brains out. But you need 
to tell me right now what you want."

What choice did I have? Again, if I say don't do it, 
she might and then we are doomed if she doesn't tell 
me. She was playing with herself and rubbing her juices 
up and down my shaft in earnest.

"Do it."

"What?"

"Bring Warren here on Friday and fuck his brains out."

"Are you sure you want me to be that big of a slut."

She had me. "Yes. I want to find you in our bed, 
stretched out and draining cum when I get home." 

I was going to cum which I knew would end this. She 
must have sensed it as her strokes slowed.

Annie kept up "You need to be sure Dan. Right now, 
right here, do you want me to get fucked by another 
man?"

"Yes."

"You can't change your mind. I need to know right now."

"Annie, I want you dirty and filled with Warren's cum."

She let go, I pushed into her, and we came immediately 
again.

This time when she rolled away, I knew she didn't want 
to talk. Unfortunately, I was determined to stop this. 
Again, I had buyer's remorse. What the fuck just 
happened. She slept. I was awake for hours trying to 
figure out how I would explain another change in 
direction. More importantly, how was I going to stop 
wanting this? It was exciting.

When I woke up in the morning she was gone. This upset 
me terribly as I didn't want her trying to set 
something up with Warren until I talked to her. That 
morning was a blur.

At work after having a lunch meeting I picked up my 
messages. There was only one and it was Annie. "Don't 
come home from work early today. I will call you and I 
love you."

Annie gets off at 3:30 and I get off at 5 with a long 
drive on top. Holly fuck! What was I going to do? No 
doubts. Without telling anyone, I stood up and walked 
right out the door. I was home by 2:00 and was 
determined to end this at 3:30.

It was only a few minutes before I had my pants down 
and my hand on my cock. I fantasized about 3:30 and 
what it might be like hiding to watch. Could I handle 
that? Probably not.

3:30
4:00
4:30

I was stressed to the max when I heard the door. I was 
of course convinced that they had gone somewhere else. 
I was a caged tiger when Annie walked through the door 
at a quarter of 5. This was a bad scene but I had 
already worked out a plan. I looked at her to get a 
hint as to whether she had gotten fucked. I was 
surprised that Annie was in a super short skirt with 
ultra sheer black stockings. Her mid-drift was showing 
and she looked completely decked out. She was wearing 
high heals which was very unusual. She was absolutely 
stunning, sexy, and didn't look like she had, had a 
work out.

"What are you doing home?"

"I wanted to talk to you so I bolted after lunch."

"That was lucky." I noticed she was a little tipsy.

I asked, "Why?"

She looked a little guilty but I guess she was tipsy 
enough to spill it directly. "I asked Warren if he 
wanted to come by for a beer. I left you a message."

"I thought that was tomorrow (Friday) and that's what I 
wanted to talk to you about."

The look she gave me right there stopped me in my 
tracks. I was pretty sure from that look that there 
wasn't going to be a reversal. In fact, the look on her 
face convinced me that this was going to happen and 
there was nothing I was going to do about it. It wasn't 
an angry look, it was resolute. I could fight it and be 
outside the loop, or stay on course and at least be in 
the loop so to speak. No matter what, I wasn't going to 
lose her.

She turned and walked down the hall to the bedroom. I 
followed.

In the bedroom she dropped her skirt. Undid her shirt 
and bra and climbed into bed with her pantyhose and 
heals on. As soon as she spread her legs, she had me. 
Her legs in hose with heels are killer. Her blonde hair 
on my pillow, her large nipples already hard and ready 
for my mouth. That little Tan body spread out for me 
was amazing.

I was on her in no time. As much as I liked the nylons 
and shoes, they were gone in no time flat. I didn't 
want any interruptions. I was ready to fuck the stress 
out of me. I wanted to flip her over doggy style and 
fuck her for hours until this was all over. No talk, no 
thinking, just a brutal deep fuck that left us 
exhausted and satisfied. I'd worry about the rest of 
this later. While it wasn't on my mind I think that I 
might have been thinking that maybe I could make her so 
satisfied, she won't need anything or anyone else.

Annie seemed determined to run the show. I tried to 
roll her over and she spread her legs wider, I started 
after her missionary and she put her hand up. "I want 
to suck your cock." Cumming down her throat seemed fine 
to me and I could roll her over and fuck her later.

I pulled her head toward me but she moved to the side 
and urged me onto my back. No problem there, I was 
happy to oblige.

Had I given it just a little more thought, I might have 
known better as Annie started the most painful teasing 
blow job in the history of time. She took my cock 
entirely into her throat until I was rock hard. Then 
she started licking my shaft kissing the head of my 
cock and licking my balls. 

Annie had her hand on my shaft and was lightly working 
it while looking into my eyes. She asked me "What do 
you want?"

"I want to fuck your throat until I cum."

She took me deep into her mouth and again wrapped her 
fingers around my cock and looked at me. I loved it, 
but I didn't get it at the time.

"That was close."

I had to ask. "What was close?"

"I almost had Warren back here today. He wanted it so 
bad."

If you were in my head you would see doors opening and 
people scrambling all over the place, bumping into each 
other to get to other rooms. But they didn't move as 
fast as Annie wanted them to as I told her. "I just 
want to fuck you hard. We don't need any of this other 
shit." And that was about the last of my resolve as 
Annie worked her magic.

"Can you imagine how it might have been when you came 
home?" She ran my cock all the way in her mouth a few 
times. She had me on the edge before she stopped again. 
"I'd be lying on the bed with my legs wide open and 
Warren's cum dripping out of me. Would you like that?"

My perverted self was back. I was now thinking about 
Warren on top of what would be my tiny little slut 
wife. I loved how dirty she was being and the thought 
was irresistible. "Yes."

"You want me to bring him here tomorrow and let him 
fuck me?"

"Yes."

"He was dying to come back here today but was working a 
split shift and only had an hour. He was ready to quit, 
just to come back here, but I convinced him we could 
wait until tomorrow." Rubbing my cock the whole time, 
keeping me on edge.

I was in heat. "You told him you wanted to fuck him."

"No, I invited him over after work for a beer. He just 
smiled. When we left the bar he walked straight to my 
car and asked me to give him a ride back. Dwight had 
given him a ride there. Even then he was trying to get 
me to drive to our house."

"Did he touch you?"

"He kissed me and started saying all kinds of dirty 
things to me. He pushed my shirt up and started sucking 
my tits really hard. Then he pushed my head into his 
lap and told me to suck his cock. I don't know how he 
did it, but it was already out and hard."

A crazy thought struck me. "Did anyone see you?"

"Everyone saw him get into my car as I was parked on 
that side of the lot. When Dwight left he walked by the 
car, which he didn't have to, and I think he must have 
been trying to see what was going on."

"Did he fuck you?" 

"I was begging for it but there wasn't enough room. 
He's big and it would have been tough. That, and there 
were a bunch of spectators inside the bar."

I have to admit that I was completely into it. "Are you 
going to fuck him tomorrow slut."

"Oh yeah!"

"I want you on our bed filled with cum when I get 
home."

"I will be wet and stretched open for you."

She kept it up and finally let me over the edge. My 
concerns were less of a distraction and we fucked twice 
more before we fell asleep. All the way through Annie 
was egging me on to tell her what I wanted. I knew that 
she wanted it more then I did but in the end, not by 
much.

During one of these fucks, we talked about birth 
control. The timing was such that there wasn't much to 
worry about. Annie picked key moments to ask me 
questions and to resolve this one I was deep inside her 
and getting close when she asked me if I wanted her wet 
with his cum. Of course I agreed that yes, I want him 
to cum deep inside her.

***

The next morning Annie put on another slut outfit, 
declared her love, gave me a kiss and left for work.

Annie wasn't at my work to keep me motivated that day 
so my mind went back to flipping between the different 
situations. All the guys at her work wanted her and now 
they knew she was a slut. Warren was probably sitting 
at work looking at her legs imagining fucking her this 
afternoon. I was at work supposedly on hold until Annie 
calls after she fucks Warren. 

Annie's at work probably smiling that beautiful smile 
and showing Warren enough to keep him on edge all day, 
and my Buddy Dwight hadn't called since seeing what 
went down in the parking lot yesterday. While I was 
excited and hard, I was totally stressed.

After lunch I had to go home. There was no way around 
it as I my mind was bouncing back and forth between 
hiding and listening to them fuck, making sure she 
didn't get hurt, or stopping them. I didn't think I 
could stop them as the bottom line was that my cock was 
in charge.

I parked a couple of blocks away, forgot the garage 
clicker, went back got that and went into the empty 
house. I picked a spot in our bedroom hidden in our 
walk in closet behind my clothes, so that Annie 
wouldn't see me if she went in there. I tried it out 
and now I was about 20 minutes away from when I 
expected them. I got a bottle of water and a towel. I 
was dying to cum. 

I couldn't help constantly playing with the door and 
the set up. I would never be able to see the bed and 
would be horrified to get caught, but I wanted to hear 
everything. While I was stressing my set up, I heard 
the door. I was expecting some small talk and a beer 
somewhere else in the house, and was hoping Warren 
wouldn't just fuck her in the doorway. As it turned 
out, I had no worries.

I had my cock in my hand while I listened to kissing, 
clothes coming off, all quiet type things. I heard 
someone get on the bed, I assumed Annie, and then I 
heard Warren. "What do you want?" 

Annie's voice. "I want your cock in me."

"You can do better then that you little whore. Have you 
been thinking about my big black cock?"

"Yes."

"Tell me all about it slut."

Annie started in, "I knew as soon as I had your big 
black cock in my mouth at Ray's, I had to have it in my 
cunt. I've been thinking about it ever since. I want 
you deep inside me."

I can tell you now that the only thing dirtier then 
your wife wanting to get fucked by another guy, is her 
doing it on the side and lying about it. I wasn't upset 
at the time, I was simply turned on. I think my mind 
was shut down while I focused on every word or sound. 
My cock was jumping and I knew that I couldn't hold it 
much longer. I didn't dare touch my cock.

Warren was talking. "You belong to me now slut. You can 
fuck that stupid husband of yours if you want, but no 
one else. You understand me slut?"

"Yes."

"After I start fucking you for a while, you won't even 
want your husband. Your cunt will be all mine."

Annie was moaning and I think he was touching her. Not 
much of the insults and insinuations were sinking in 
with me then, I just had to cum. But, I had to wait as 
I heard more clothes coming off which I assumed were 
Warren's. I was right as Annie said "God I love your 
cock. Come to me."

"You need to promise me that your cunt will be 
available to me when ever I need it. If I call, you be 
there. Anywhere, anytime. Tell your little prick 
husband that he can divorce you or deal with it, and 
Dwight is out. No more fucking that little bastard 
either."

"No problem."

Really. Wow, she really was a little slut but before I 
reflected on that I had to deal with a raging hard-on.

"Does your cunt belong to me bitch?"

"Yes."

I was hearing this new information but not paying 
attention really. As at the time I also heard the bed 
creaking and knew that Warren was making a move.

"This is going to hurt slut." 

"Fuck me!" 

Annie's moans were a mix of pain and pleasure. Her 
grunts were guttural and screams were amazing. I had 
never heard any of these sounds before from her and was 
amazed at how loud she was. One thing was for sure, if 
it hurt her, at this point it only turned me on and to 
a certain extent, she now deserved it. But, I think it 
was all a good hurt.

I learned later that Warren was pushing inside her as 
much as he could, and then making her suck his cock. It 
was Back and forth between her mouth and cunt for a 
while. I could tell Annie was cumming nearly constantly 
as I knew the sounds. I wasn't going to try to count. I 
had a pending orgasm of my own to think about. Man I 
would have loved to have been able to see everything.

I didn't even touch myself. I was sitting up and my 
cock was rubbing against the carpet and I came. I was 
too involved in the action to have remorse over the 
situation. In fact, I must have made myself cum 3 or 4 
more times while they were at it.

They fucked for a couple of hours. In between fucks I 
learned a lot. Most interesting was that Annie had been 
fucking Dwight since two weeks after she started. While 
exciting at first, Dwight apparently wasn't very 
creative and she was glad it was over.

Warren asked her about me. She said that I was awesome 
this last week and before that she was using Dwight 
just about every day as we had gotten into a rut. It 
was painful to hear about Dwight but it did give me a 
little lift to hear that I got at least a little 
compliment for my recent actions. How pitiful. 

Before he left Warren again warned her that she 
belonged to him now. And she readily agreed.

After all this plotting, planning, fucking, jacking 
off, I had left just one little detail out of the plan. 
How was I going to get out of the closet, get my car, 
and get home? The more interesting stuff like how I was 
going to get her to tell me about Dwight, would have to 
wait.

I could tell she was still in bed and hadn't walked 
Warren to the door. We had a phone in the bedroom and I 
was waiting for her to call me at work. Maybe she would 
go for a glass of water or something. I'm not sure why 
it mattered but I didn't want her to know I was there.

It couldn't have been but 5 minutes later and I heard 
her little snores. Fuck, she didn't even call me. That 
agitated me more then finding out she was fucking 
Dwight.

I snuck out, got my car and came back. The scene was a 
much bigger mess then I had imagined. There was cum 
everywhere. There was a pool between her legs, oozing 
out of her cunt, sprayed on her belly, in her hair. If 
I didn't know better I would have guessed that there 
were three guys there.

My mind was still mostly in fuck land as I wanted 
desperately to be insider her. But all the other stuff 
was starting to creep back into my mind. I was 
undressed in no time.

"Annie."

"What"

"How did it go?" as I climbed into bed.

She was sleepy but said, "It was good."

"Tell me about it."

"Just fuck me and get it over with. I'm tired. I'll 
tell you about it later."

"This was very frustrating, but I did as she said. I 
started to slide into her and she winced and told me to 
be gentle, that she was sore.

As I pushed into her it was like sticking my cock in an 
oven. A very hot sloppy oven. Her tight little cunt was 
stretched out where I was only riding the wave so to 
speak. Once we got going there wasn't much 
participation from her side. She asked me to cum and 
get it over with, as she was super sore. I came, and 
was pretty disappointed that I didn't get the details.

I guess it was nap time so I held her until she woke me 
up an hour or so later. Annie said she was hungry so we 
put on our robes and went to the kitchen.

The horny man in my brain was gone but not forgotten. 
Which meant the other guy took over. He wanted Annie to 
admit that she slept with Dwight, admit that she went 
after Warren and that it wasn't the other way around, 
provide me the details on all the fucking for both 
guys, an convince me that this was all over.

One odd ball thought occurred to me. How was it 
possible that between Dwight and I, Annie hadn't gotten 
pregnant? He was probably fucking Annie more then I 
was.

I never got anything from Annie or Dwight about the two 
of them. I couldn't bring it up and no matter how much 
I tried I couldn't get Annie to go there. I tried a few 
times to get Annie to say that she went after Warren 
but I couldn't get there either. I did get every little 
detail of her time with Warren which is still going on. 
No, no pregnancy as Annie had been on the pill for 
months. 

Of course Annie kept fucking Warren. There were more 
days when I came home from work and there was cum on 
our sheets then when there wasn't. And I did hide out 
in the closet a few more times to listen in. Warren was 
always pissed about her talking to other guys and the 
slutty outfits she was wearing went away as he 
instructed. He actually accused her of fucking Ray 
after work one day when he was working a split. I knew 
she had as it was the prior day and I remembered a mess 
in bed when I got home.

***

Our sex is now more about hearing her adventures and 
cumming in her cunt. She doesn't participate with her 
mouth or make moves on me anymore. I'm not happy about 
where this landed but would never give up my piece of 
her. She gets calls all the time on nights and weekends 
and can be gone overnight sometimes. Warren must be 
getting bored with her as he now has her taking care of 
his friends as well.

I don't know what the conclusion is yet. The horny guy 
in my head won, now i'm just along for the ride.

END

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