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I look at the package again, re-read the note (instructions?) for the 10th time. What bothers (and intrigues) me is not what is in the package or what you have asked me to do, it's the fact that this came to my house.
"How did he know my address?" I wonder aloud. "What if my wife opened this?"
Trying to explain the lace thong would be bad enough, but explaining the note asking me to wear it and shave myself smooth? There's no where to go with that...
I hold up the tiny black thong again and inspect it more closely.
"It is kinda sexy" I think, "I guess if this would turn him on, I could wear it... Just for him..." Being all alone at the moment, I decide to try it on to see if it even will fit. I look at myself in the mirror, turning to see the reflection of my smooth ass, seeing my dick somewhat contained by the sheer fabric.
"Hmm, maybe I actually DO look a little 'hot'". I look down at my dick (which seems to be getting rather hard) poking out the top of the lace, beginning to leak a bit of precum and chuckle to myself "And I guess maybe I really don't mind wearing it after all!"
But what about the body shaving? How would I fly that one past the wife? I don't have a lot of body hair to begin with; I keep my chest shaved smooth and it takes 3 days before anybody notices that I haven't shaved my face, but I never took EVERYTHING off before. I guess I could just say I did it for a different look for her. Well, I'm meeting Gerry at his house in 3 days, so I better figure out something...
I am SO excited! Today is the day I get to go to your house, to have you make love to me in your bed, being in your own private space with you tells me that we really do have a special bond.
Luckily, my wife left early for some meeting, so I have the house to myself to prepare. I thoroughly clean myself inside and out and with a bit of trepidation, begin to shave off what little body hair I have.
"There's no turning back now." I say to myself as I gaze at my slick, smooth body. I pull on the thong you sent (it does make me feel very sexy as I slide it up my smooth legs and up over my somewhat hard, smooth cock. I spread a little extra lube between my ass cheeks and slip the thong back in place, put my clothes on and head out the door.
My heart is pounding with excitement the entire drive over. By the time I arrive at your door, I am literally shaking with anticipation and my dick is fully hard and barely contained within the skimpy thong you provided.
I am about to knock on the door when I see a note taped to the outside of it. Your instructions say to remove my clothes as soon as I walk into the house and come into the living room.
"Hee, hee" I giggle, "This is really hot."
Having me walk naked (or just about as naked as one can be while wearing "underwear") into your house, shaved smooth and ready for your pleasure has me completely aroused and there is certainly no hiding it.
As I make my way from the entrance further into the house, I can hear voices coming from what sounds like the back of the house.
"He must have the TV on, maybe he's watching porn" I think to myself with a chuckle.
With a big smile on my face I turn the corner into the living room, my hard cock straining at the fabric of the tiny thong. And stop....
"Hello, dear!"
My mouth opens but nothing comes out at first, I feel my entire body flush from head-toe and my heart pounds in my chest.
"What... What are you doing here??" I ask my wife who is seated on the couch next to my gay lover...
"I really should be asking you the same thing, shouldn't I?" she calmly replies, "But I think it's pretty obvious why you are here." looking me over from head to toe.
"Nice thong!" she says with a sly smile and I feel my cock instantly deflate and my face turn an even darker shade of crimson. I move to try to hide my semi-exposed genitalia, but realize my wife has seen me naked hundreds of times, but definitely not like this.
"But how... When..." I stammer, still shocked and becoming increasingly more uncomfortable standing there in front of her.
"Gerry and I have been fucking," she began, "ever since I found out you were on that gay hook-up site."
"But how..." I started to say, finally noticing now how my wife was dressed; a very short skirt, blouse with one (or maybe two) too many buttons open, revealing the top third of her breasts...
"You would constantly be playing with your phone, ignoring me completely. One night I decided to see what you were doing and I saw this app I never heard of. I opened it up and well, I found out my husband was a cocksucker."
"Honey , I..."
"Don't 'Honey' me. I was mad, embarrassed, hurt. I wanted to hurt you back so I decided to go out to the bars... To pick up a guy, to fuck him so I could hurt you. You never even noticed I was gone..." Her voice trailing off.
It was then I noticed Gerry's hand lightly stroking her inner thigh, slowly moving up towards the hem of her too short skirt. I guess my wife must have noticed me staring and instead of pulling away, she turned towards him, spreading her legs wider for him, practically inviting him to...
"Wait. Was she not wearing any underwear?" I thought to myself as I watched his hand move beneath her skirt. I should have been furious, this man groping my wife right in front of me. I should have stood up and punched him. But I didn't. I sat there and watched, feeling my previously deflated dick start to grow.
"I met Gerry and we just seemed to hit it off right away" she continued, "I told him my husband was a faggot and I needed a real man" as she placed her hand on his crotch and rubbed lightly. "Gerry said he would gladly help me out and he really is an amazing fuck... But you already know that, don't you?"
I was mad now. Gerry; "my" Gerry, was fucking "my" wife. But I was also mesmerized by the whole situation. His right hand now actually rubbing my wife's pussy while he began to massage her breast with his left. She just kept on talking as if there was nothing out of the ordinary.
"After a good fucking, or maybe two; we went several rounds that first night," she said, looking at him and smiling, "Gerry told me he was bi and then I had an idea. I asked Gerry to go to that app and start flirting with you. I told him what turned you on, at least as far as I knew; what your interests, hobbies were - it was pretty apparent that you were hooked from the first contact." She explained. "What I didn't know was that were you were a virgin looking to get your cherry popped."
"But, but.." I interjected, not processing much since the "we went several rounds" comment,
"He's so much older than you..." I blurted out.
"Seriously?" She practically shouted, "Do you REALLY want to say something to me about fucking an older man?"
"Well, I..."
"Just shut up and listen," she admonished, as a soft moan escaped her pouty lips, her breast now fully exposed, the pink nipple hard and erect, her legs spread wide, one draped across Gerry's lap as he massaged her (surely swollen) clit.
"Anyway, my anger turned to, well, curiosity, as Gerry told me everything you two had done. Yes dear, EVERYTHING. As he shared all the juicy details of how my husband sucked his dick and got fucked up the ass, my curiosity became kind of a desire. I never saw two guys get it on before and I have to admit, it made me wet. Didn't it, Gerry?" She said as she slipped her hand into the front of his pants.
"So, I mailed you the thong and told you to shave off all your hair. I figured if you showed up here like that, you would be the perfect little bitch to let himself get fucked while his wife watches."
"Wait, YOU sent it? And YOU told me to shave off all my hair?"
"Yes," she said, smiling condescendingly, "I figured it you were going to be a cocksucking whore, you might as well look the part."
"I gotta admit, hon," Gerry said, speaking for the first time, "I was kinda shocked when I saw him walk in here in a thong, completely smooth. But I must say, he does look good" he continued, looking at me and smiling.
"Hon?" I thought to myself, ready to put him in his place. But then that smile of his... It just makes me melt.
"Thanks" I murmur, casting my eyes down, seeing my stiffening cock starting to poke out the top of the thong. I reach to rearrange myself, to try to conceal my growing erection, but I am stopped as my hand touches my slowly leaking dick.
"Leave that thing alone!" My wife commands as I look up, startled. "I can see it turns you on to see your wife being groped in front of you, but I want to see how you suck cock. Why don't you come over here and get on your knees?"
I just stood there staring, dumbfounded by all that has just transpired.
"That wasn't a request, it was an order!" She barked. "Get over here NOW!"
I was still in a state of shock, but strangely becoming aroused at the same time. Maybe there was a bit of an exhibitionist in me? And maybe a bit of a submissive? I still, on some level, was mad at knowing my wife was getting fucked by another guy, and I guess I deserved her to be flaunting it in front of me. But on another level, that was making my dick start to drip. With really no choice, or maybe WANTING no choice, I started to walk over. "Crawl!" my wife commanded, "I want to see my cocksucker, faggot husband crawl over to me."
It was certainly clear who was in control of the situation. Without argument, I dropped to my knees and crawled over to where the two of them sat on the couch.
My wife's skirt was hiked up over her hips and she was slowly toying with her wet pussy while Gerry was slipping out of his pants beside her. I could smell her scent, smell her arousal, and it made my now fully hard dick quiver. I loved pussy, too. She ran her glistening fingers along my cheek, but would not allow me to taste her.
"Get to work" she said simply as she pushed me over between Gerry's legs.
So there I was, kneeling in between Gerry's legs, looking up at a dick that had been in my ass, and in my wife's pussy. I began to salivate. I tentatively leaned forward and kissed the tip, looking over at my wife as I did so. She had removed her blouse and was playing with her nipples while she looked on.
"You know I like it when you look at me." Gerry said to me, his hand on my chin, turning my face towards his.
I looked up at him and I felt the desire, the need, to have his dick in my mouth. I started kissing and sucking his balls, licking up and down the base of his hard shaft.
"If she wants to see me suck a cock, I might as well give her my best effort" I think to myself as I fully engulf Gerry's hot, wet dick into my mouth. Sucking with earnest, I look up to see him tongue-kissing my wife, his hands all over her tits, their tongues in and out of each other's mouth. Like the way he kisses me. Although I'm not sure my wife kisses me with the same intensity she seems to be kissing him with...
"Wow Gerry, he does look like he enjoys it" she says as I look up, face coated with spit and precum.
"But I don't know if I suck your cock as well as he does." She says with a pout.
"Don't worry hon," Gerry replies, "you suck my dick just fine." He says as he gives her tit a playful squeeze.
"'Hon'" I think again "How dare he..."
But my thoughts are interrupted as I see my wife reach over beside her and pick up a (big) strap on dildo.
"Think the little bitch is ready to be fucked?" She asks Gerry as she rubs the rubber cock over her breasts, smiling down at me.
"Oh, I think he is definitely ready. Look!" Gerry says as he pulls me to my feet and wipes a large amount of precum from my hard dick.
"He wants it bad!" Gerry says as he offers his wet fingers to me and I obediently take them into my mouth, sucking them clean.
"How does this thing go on?" My wife asks and Gerry helps her secure the straps around her, making sure that he properly adjusts it so the inner nub is hitting her clit.
"This will make it even more fun for you" he says as he manuevers the toy around her bare snatch, eliciting little moans of pleasure as he hits all the right spots.
I must admit, it was hot seeing my wife standing there naked, her nipples hard and red, her perfect round ass. With a big cock strapped on her...
"Big"; that was the key word here. I had only had Gerry in my ass. He was nicely sized, it hurt enough when he entered me, but this thing was a lot thicker than Gerry and probably 3 inches longer. I began to get a bit nervous. OK, scared... My thoughts of my tight ass being split open are broken as my wife grabs my hair and pulls me unceremoniously to my knees and, still holding my head, buries the thick dildo into my mouth.
I begin to gag and feel tears on my cheeks as she continues to ram the fake dick into my mouth. I look through the haze of tears to see her kissing Gerry passionately, her hand stroking his hard dick while he plays with her hard nipples.
"That's it, slut" she chides, looking down at me. "Get it nice and wet so I can fuck that ass of yours."
She pulls herself roughly out of mouth and tells me to get on the couch on all fours as she puts her arms around Gerry and kisses him deeply, her breasts crushed against him; his hands exploring her firm ass while she grinds her fake dick into him.
They break from their kiss and I find myself incredibly aroused by it all, seeing my wife with another man, having them make out like that right in front of my face makes me actually tremble with the beginnings of an orgasm. Gerry sits back down on the couch and pulls my head down to his dick while I feel my wife kneel behind me, spreading my legs with her hands.
"So faggot, you want to get fucked by your wife? Huh baby? You want this big cock inside you?"
Before I can reply (and the answer was actually going to be yes), she grabs my hips and drives the enormous (garbage truck sized, based on feeling at the time) dildo into my tiny hole with no warning. Gerry had just pulled my head onto his dick, so my scream was muffled, although I'm sure it still resonated throughout the house.
"I... Thought... You... Liked... Taking... It... In... The... Ass..." My wife shouted to me, each word punctuated by her hips slapping into my smooth ass cheeks as she slammed the giant dick in and out of me.
"I thought... My hubby... Wanted... To be fucked..." She continued, pounding me mercilessly
"Please..." I stammered/cried/begged, tears streaming down my cheeks.
"Please, what?" My wife responded. "Please fuck you harder? Please pound your ass?"
"Hurts... Oww... really... Oww... please..." Is all I can manage to choke out between the repeated assaults on my burning ass.
"It will pass" I hear Gerry say as he gently presses my mouth back onto his dick, my protests now muffled by the hard cock filling my mouth.
I feel my wife's pace changing and they both reposition their bodies and I can hear them kissing, moaning above me while I am between them, my ass and mouth filled.
"Oh Gerry, I'm going to cum" I hear my wife cry out.
"Gerry?" I think to myself, "What about me?" And I feel my wife's pace quicken again. I realize then that the pain, the burning is gone. I can feel the long tool sliding in and out of me, making me shudder each time it hits my prostrate. Hearing my wife moan in pleasure as she is reaching her climax from fucking ME. Hearing Gerry moan above me, knowing I am giving him pleasure finally puts me over the edge. Wedged between my two lovers, filled with their dicks, my body starts to convulse with pleasure. I actively push my ass back to meet the thrusts of my wife, the sounds of my ass slapping her thighs punctuated by moans of pleasure. She responds by grabbing my hips and quickening her pace even more. I take Gerry's sweet dick as far into my mouth as I can... And amidst the moans of pleasure from all 3 of us, my hard dick spews rope after rope of cum, until I am spent and literally shaking between them.
Finally satiated, my wife pulls her wet rubber penis from my ass and moves from between my legs and stands in front of Gerry, sweating and breathing heavy as she unstraps the dildo and places it my mouth.
"Your turn" she says to Gerry as I clean my juices from the dick my wife just used to fuck me.
"Wow," I think to myself, feeling the stirrings of arousal again. "I am going to get to take Gerry's sweet dick inside me. With my wife watching..."
Surprised at first, then shocked, followed by jealously; I see my wife lower herself onto Gerry's hard cock. I don't know who I am jealous of more. Gerry, for getting to fuck my wife or my wife for getting to have Gerry's dick. I can do nothing but kneel there beside them, watching my wife get fucked inches in front of me... Fucked by the dick that moments ago I was hoping would be inside me. It was not long before both were moaning and groping each other, then their lips locked and I watched both of their bodies shudder silmultaneously as Gerry filled my wife's pussy with his cum.
I didn't even realize I was stroking my dick until my wife looked over and said
"See, babe, I told you he would get off watching his wife get fucked!" and smiling, leaned in and gave Gerry another long, wet kiss, no doubt for my benefit.
She raised herself off Gerry and looked at me expectantly.
"Well, go on, clean him up. You know you want to" she said, no trace of anger in her voice.
I didn't have to be "told" twice. I immediately took Gerry's still semihard dick into my mouth and licked it clean, savoring the wonderful taste of semen and pussy juice. My own dick was fully hard when my wife pulled me off of Gerry, and turned me around, my butt on the floor, head on the coach cushion and then; much to my delight, straddled my head with her sopping wet cunt. I licked and tongued her cum-drenched pussy while my wife and Gerry kissed passionately above me. The taste of her and of him, the sweet juices spilling all over my face brought me to the edge again.
What put me over the edge is when I felt one strong hand and then a smaller, softer one encircle my engorged dick and begin to stroke me.
I moaned into my wife's wet mound and bucked my hips as I felt my balls constrict and my dick explode.
I was panting, breathing ragged, heart racing, when my wife removed her pussy from my face. As I could start to breath normally again, Gerry held a glass over my head and tipped it over. I instinctively opened my mouth as the milky liquid started to flow and realized he was feeding me my own cum while my wife smiled down at me.
"Yes baby, drink all that cum down. This is only the start of our new life together" as she leaned over and slipped her tongue into Gerry's mouth...