My Wife is a Cock Sucking Whore
My wife is an expert cock sucker. It was one of the main reasons I asked her out on a second date. I can still remember that first time back in my dorm room after our first date. My roommate was out getting hammered and I was sitting on the edge of my twin bed while she knelt on the floor and slathered all over my cock. I had never experienced anything like it. It was wet and slobbery and she reveled in it like no other woman had before. I think I lasted all of two minutes before I blasted my load down her throat and she swallowed it all without missing a beat. I asked her out on a second date before she even finished standing up.
It was several months before I found out I wasn't the only guy she was regularly blowing and even then I didn't realize just how many were enjoying her oral talents. I came back to my dorm one day and found her on her knees blowing my roommate. She didn't make any excuses or apologies; she just stared at me challengingly while she finished her oral ministrations and I stood there in shock unable to move or speak. My roommate was so lost in bliss that he didn't even realize I was there until he finished cumming down her throat.
My roommate did sincerely apologize after he realized I had caught them and admitted he'd been feeding her his cum pretty regularly since she and I started going out. I was angry, yelled at her, and kicked her out telling her I never wanted to see her again. Three days later she was back in my dorm room throating my hard cock. She still didn't apologize but promised that her pussy was only for me and that if I could overlook her extracurricular oral activities it would remain so as long as we were dating. I would have agreed to anything while my cock was in her mouth and acceded despite still being angry she was sucking other dudes.
I never caught her with my roommate again but knew he was still enjoying her mouth; she was often waiting for me in my dorm room before our dates with the smell of cum permeating the small room. I thought it might stop once we moved into an apartment together but all that did was give her a place to bring guys back to. That's when I started to discover just how many guys were getting to enjoy her oral talents. I never saw any of them but I often saw or smelled the evidence; stains on the couch, on her clothes in the hamper, and the towels she used to clean up.
One day I came home from a rough day at class and saw her literature professor leaving our apartment from across the parking lot. I waited until he was gone before I crossed the lot to our unit to avoid any embarrassment but she must have known I had seen him. She didn't say anything, just asked me what I'd like for dinner and then complained at how grumpy I was behaving when I was trying to process what I had seen.
When I proposed a year later she tearfully accepted. I can honestly say it was the happiest day of my life. She gave me one of her best blowjobs and then we made passionate love the rest of the night. I'm pretty sure she blew my best man and several of the groomsmen minutes before the wedding. Her mouth tasted funny when we kissed in front of our gathered friends and family, and a lot of the guys had knowing satisfied smiles plastered across their faces.
You might think after saying her vows she would finally stop but she didn't. I remember the first time I came home from work about three months after we were married and found her on her knees blowing some guy I'd never seen before. The guy had the good sense to be embarrassed and immediately left saying he was sorry the entire time. My wife just sat on the ground pouting. She was actually upset with me for interrupting them with my “negative” attitude.
I never liked it when she was angry and wound up apologizing to her and begging her to forgive me. She eventually did and blew me in place of the other guy. The next evening when I came home she was on the floor again kneeling between another guy's thighs. I didn't say a word and went into the kitchen and waited until he loudly grunted, came in her mouth, and left. After that, nearly everyday when I came home she was kneeling on the floor blowing some guy. She blew strangers, friends, workmates…never the same guy two days in a row but many of them were repeat customers.
I couldn't blame any of the guys even though most of them knew she was married. My wife was extremely hot and willing to blow just about any guy she came across. Then one day when I came home she was on her knees between a guy's legs as usual, but this time the guy on the couch was my little brother although judging by the size of the meat standing stiffly between his thighs I had to reevaluate which one of us was the “bigger” brother.
He is six years younger than me and was a freshman in college at the time, home on spring break. I hadn't seen his cock since he was a little boy running naked around our parents' house and had no idea he had gotten so huge. His cock was massive; thick and long. My wife was slobbering all over it with a fervor I had never seen before. She was vigorously massaging his balls with one hand while her mouth alternated between swallowing as much of his meat as she could and running up and down the shaft.
Neither one of them acknowledged me when I came in although I made enough noise to be heard two houses down. Right until that moment I had forgotten we had invited the little shit over for dinner. My wife had sucked off some of my friends and coworkers but up until then family had been off limits; we didn't have a rule but I thought it had been understood. Obviously my wife thought differently.
I watched briefly, unable to look away for a few moments as if I were passing an accident on the freeway. My brother was grunting and shoving his massive meat up into my wife's face with one hand resting on the top of her head while she obscenely slobbered over his dick. The only indication that either one of them knew I had come home was a slight turn of my brother's head with a wry smile on his face. Despite the anger and embarrassment growing in the pit of my stomach my cock was rock hard and throbbing in my slacks at the wanton display as I wandered to the bedroom in a daze to change my clothes.
I left the bedroom door open and didn't come back out until after I heard my brother's final grunts of satisfaction followed by both of their voices talking in more normal tones. When I returned to the living room his pants were done up and my gorgeous wife was heading to the kitchen to finish making dinner. My brother greeted me warmly as if I hadn't seen him just moments before and my wife gave me a loving peck before retreating to the kitchen. I joined my brother on the couch where he started relating every important event of his school year since I'd seen him at Christmas, mostly filled with the crazy antics he and his fraternity brothers got into.
My wife called us to dinner a short time later and I must admit it smelled delicious. When the two of us stood up I glanced down at his crotch and noticed the obvious bulge he still had wondering how I had never seen it before. My wife had set up places at the small kitchen table since it was just my kid brother. When we got to the kitchen she was moving around the table putting food on our plates. My brother came up behind her and took her by the waist affectionately. She put down what she was serving and turned to look back at him with a questioning smile on her face.
“I want something else first,” my brother said cockily as he maneuvered my wife onto her back on the table with her head hanging over the edge. I watched in a trance as he dropped his pants and released the monster he was hiding. It was in my wife's mouth a second later. Not knowing what else to do I slowly took my seat at the table while my brother fucked my beautiful wife's mouth and throat so hard the dishes and silverware rattled and shook with each thrust and I had to grab the wine bottle so it wouldn't tip over.
I'm not sure when it happened but a few moments later I realized I had my own cock in one hand slowly jerking it while drinking straight from the bottle of wine. My brother suddenly stopped and pulled out of her mouth, his meat missile glistening with saliva, while my wife spluttered and tried to catch her breath. She was coughing out thick streams of bile from the back of her throat that coated her face as her head hung upside down.
I thought he was just giving her a breather but he walked around to the other side of the table with a smirk and positioned himself between her thighs. He flipped up her skirt, pulled her panties to the side which were wet with her secretions, and thrust his meaty cock up her wet snatch. I was too stunned to stop him and I don't think my wife would have liked it if I had. She was so wet he was balls deep in her after just a few thrusts. The table shook even harder and the only thing louder was my wife's moans of pleasure. He fucked her hard for several ball slapping minutes then grunted loudly and held still while he filled her with a load of cum.
After they finished neither one of them said a word. My brother casually pulled up his pants and took his seat and my wife got off the table and finished serving the meal. It was all very surreal. The three of us sat there at the table, me too stunned to say anything, and my brother and wife chatting as if nothing had happened. After dinner my wife sent us back to the living room so we could chat and catch up while she cleaned up the remnants of the meal.
She casually joined us a few minutes later and knelt back on the floor between his legs and pulled his thick cock back out. She sucked it for a few minutes while he and I talked then they decided to go to our room. “I'm gonna call mom to let her know I'm spending the night,” my brother said pulling out his phone as the two of them headed off to our room.
They slept in our bed together while I slept on the couch although I'm not sure how much sleep the two of them actually got. Every time the uncomfortable couch woke me up I could hear them going at it. My brother left pretty early the next morning after fucking her one last time. On his way out the door he said he didn't want to be late because mom was making him crepes for breakfast.
“You never told me your brother was so hung,” my wife said over coffee after he was gone.
“I didn't know,” I replied almost apologetically.
“Jeez, I wonder where he got it from; your mom's side or your dad's,” she mused as she took a sip. “Is your dad as big as him?” she asked.
“I…I don't know,” I stammered in alarm.
“Worth finding out,” she murmured to herself.
My face burned with embarrassment as I realized probably every male member of my family was going to find out what a great cock sucker I had for a wife. My brother spent a lot of time at our house during his break usually with his impressive meat stuffed in one of her holes. Before the week was out he even managed to take her anally. That was a very loud night.
When he had to go back to school he gave her an open-ended invitation to visit him anytime she wanted. She told him she might take him up on it sometime. She never did, but only because she soon became busy at home. For the first week after he was gone she went back to her normal routine of sucking off a different dude every night but I could tell her heart wasn't in it anymore; none of them could compare to my brother.
Then she told me she had invited my mom's dad over for dinner. He was in his seventies and a widower; my grandma had passed a few years before. He was nowhere near the size of my brother but that didn't stop my wife from coaxing two loads out of the old codger. I'm sure she made his year if not decade. A couple nights later I came home to find my dad on the couch. He wasn't as large as my brother either but she sucked him three times and fucked him once before he went home to mom.
Now, she couldn't just invite all my male relatives over day after day especially alone as many of them were married and had families so it took her a while to go through them all. The only good thing about her search was that in her obsession she stopped sucking all those other guys and concentrated on my family. Most nights I came home she was alone and I benefitted from her oral talents, and since my brother had opened up her ass I got to enjoy that too along with her pussy.
I was enjoying our marriage more than ever until our family Fourth of July barbecue. She had wandered off with my brother (she always got together with him when he was around) so I was a little surprised when she came running up to me in excitement less than an hour later.
“I think I figured it out honey!” she blurted loudly while jumping up and down.
I became conscious of everyone staring at us and knowing what she'd been up to I grabbed her arm gently and steered her a little bit away. “Figured what out?” I whispered.
She looked around sheepishly as she realized how loud she'd been. “I was with your brother when your uncle, Russ, stumbled upon us.” Russ was my mom's older loud-mouthed brother. He was large and unruly and had raised a brood of kids just like him. “He watched us for a second then whipped his own cock out. My God, you should have seen it! It's a couple inches bigger than your brother's and just as thick!” She was looking up at me with the biggest smile on her face. “He said all his boys are big so it must have been your maternal grandma's dad that had the big cock. You just take after your own dad.”
I stood there staring in disbelief at her for a moment then looked over at the barbecue. Uncle Russ was watching us with a shit-eating grin plastered on his face holding a beer against his oversized gut. “I invited him over to our place after the barbecue,” she said still with that smile. Russ had five boys; the oldest was a little older than me and the youngest was a little younger than my brother and knowing Russ they'd all know about my wife before the day was over.
Sure enough Russ and his boys all came over to our place that night to light off fireworks without his wife, two girls, or the wives of the two oldest boys. Sure we lit off some fireworks…for about ten minutes. Then Russ and his boys were surrounding my wife in the backyard while she was on her knees going in a circle from one cock to the next. The only show I got to watch after that was Russ and his boys getting sucked and fucking my wife with their massive dongs. They stayed until about two AM and then left to go home to their families leaving me to carry my barely conscious wife back into the house. If that wasn't enough my brother was over bright and early to spend time with my wife while I spent the day doing chores around the house.
Now when I come home I usually find Russ or one of his brood on the couch. The two youngest are still in high school and come over after school together. At least none of them stay the night like my brother does whenever he's home. Thank God the dick had to take classes during the summer although he did take my wife down to Miami Beach during the one week he had off for vacation with a bunch of his frat buddies. My wife was the only female with five college dudes in an RV. Needless to say she came home tired and sore after six days with those guys.
About the only good thing I can say is that between me and my relatives my wife doesn't bring home strangers anymore.
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