When the Wife's Away
by Kysa Braswell
www.kysaonline.com
When I'm away on long business trips, I sometimes wonder
about the fidelity
of my wife. Mind you, we're not only good lovers, but we
each married our
best friend, which has helped create a solidarity to our
relationship. When I
would bang her pussy, I would spank the shit out of her
ass, making her tell
me about mythical guys she had fucked while I was away,
which included
the typical delivery boy, the postman, the cop, etc. I
loved hearing her tales
of being a slut to another man; it made my cock as hard
as a rock and is
better than maximum strength Viagra. In return, I got the
best of both
worlds: a slut for a lover, but a faithful wife. What
could better?
I was about to find out.
My wife had left in early October to spend a month in
Alberta, Canada to
visit her parents and family, I suspected nothing. They
live at Canmore,
which is at the foot of the Rocky Mountain range in Banff
National Park.
Nothing up there but cowboys and cattle, along with some
of the most
stunning scenery in North America. So I was happy for her
to be there,
enjoying herself. Little did I know exactly how she would
express her
"enjoyment."
When UPS delivered the package, I signed for it and set
it aside while I
finished ironing my business shirts. Later, after a light
dinner, I opened
the box she had sent and pulled out the handwritten
letter. I smiled to myself
as I read it, hearing her voice in my head. "My
precious darling, I miss you so much. It
feels so good to see my parents after five years, but since
I have been gone, I
realized something that I had forgotten in the six years
we've been married. I
need you and I love you so much."
My heart pounded as I read her words. "I miss
everything about you, your touch,
your kisses and especially your...." I could imagine
her cheeks turning crimson
as she smiled softly at her own thoughts while she wrote
the letter. I
continued on to the next paragraph.
"We've always talked about our fantasies. Some
things that you say you want me
to do I have always told you that I could not. If you
look back in the package,
you should find a videotape. When you are done with this
letter, look at the
video, and remember that I love you with all my heart and
always will. My heart
belongs to you. Forever."
I took one last smell of her perfume before I carefully
placed the letter on
the table and pulled the videotape out of the cardboard
box. Carefully written
on the front of the video were the words, "For my
love." I looked quizzically
at the video, my eyebrows furrowing as I tried to
determine the contents. I
smiled at myself as I imagined the image of my relatively
innocent and very
beautiful wife telling me how much she loved me.
I carefully placed the video into the player, grabbed the
remote control, and
relaxed onto the sofa, turning on the TV and changing the
channel. I was right,
Her beautiful face filled the screen, her long dark hair
framing her round
face, her brown eyes looking at me lovingly. Her mouth
began to move and I
increased the volume so I could hear her words.
"Miss you so much. It seems like we've been apart
for years even though it
has only been weeks. Every night I go to bed, thinking of
you..." she paused
momentarily as she looked down, then looked back into the
camera and continued.
"Thinking of you fucking me with your hard
cock."
The camera pulled back and I could see her round breasts
at the bottom the
screen, her hard nipples visible through the sheer
nightie I bought for her on
her last birthday. "I hope you miss me as much as I
miss you." She paused again
and smiled wickedly. "Do you miss these?" Her
hand moved onto the screen and I
watched as she softly pinched her nipples then cupped her
D-cup breasts, pushing them
together and softly jiggling them. "So you want to
see them, honey?" she asked.
"Would you like to suck on my nipples. I would love
to feel lips on them and a
tongue teasing them." She bit her lower lip and
closed her eyes, letting out a
slight moan as her fingers returned to her nipples with a
soft squeeze.
Her face was filled with lust and the camera pulled back a little more. I
could see her bare stomach as she pulled the nightie over
her head, completely
exposing her full breasts. Her hands returned momentarily
to her breasts,
softly squeezing them before her hands moved lower off
the screen. I could see
her arms moving slightly, and I knew she was masturbating
as she continued.
"Do you remember your fantasy?" My wife asked.
"How you have always wanted me
to share myself with other men." She paused shyly
and took a deep breath.
"Remember how I always answered that I couldn't do
that, that it wasn't me?"
Her arms moved faster, I could imagine her fingers
running up and down her
pussy as her eyes closed and she moaned softly. I couldn't
believe that my
beautiful wife was teasing me with my own fantasy.
"It's time that I admitted something," she
continued. "The first time you ever
confessed your naughty fantasy to me, I was surprised,
shocked that you would
want me to do something like that." Her lustful eyes
pierced through the TV
screen. "At first I was hurt. I thought that you
really didn't love me if you
wanted me to... to fuck other guys. Then I realized that
there is a difference
between making love and fucking and I sort of understood
your fantasy and it
excited me. I still continued to say that I didn't want
to do it, but I lied
about the reason. It wasn't because I didn't want to do
it, but because I was
afraid... am afraid that I would like it too much."
Her arms moved faster and I
imagined her fingers rapidly moving up and down her wet
slit.
"In the two weeks that I've been down here, well,
you know what I'm like. I
made myself orgasm every night with my hands. Then a
couple of nights ago at a
party, well, I might of had a little too much to drink,
and you know me, I'm a
natural flirt anyway, these two guys kept talking to me,
telling me how
beautiful I was and I soaked it all in and flirted back.
After a while, their
compliments changed, they started telling me how nice of
a body I have. Then
one of them made a comment about how nice my tits are. I
could have stopped
everything there, but I was... I was too... I wanted
them. I wanted to fuck. I
really wanted to fuck them. Right there in the middle of the
party, in front of
everybody.
"They told me how nice of an ass I have. I still
could have stopped everything,
but I couldn't. I just smiled, trying to hide my desires
from them. I went
outside to cool off, and they followed me. I could have
stopped them, but I
just smiled at them. I knew what I was doing, and I knew
I beginning to lose
control, but I didn't care. All I could hear were your
words echoing in my
head. 'What would you feel with another cock in your
pussy, or two?'" I don't
know what amazed me more, the scene she was describing,
or the glazed, lustful
expression she wore. This was my shy, innocent wife?
I couldn't believe it. My mouth hung open as she
continued her story, the pure
lust in her eyes making my cock hard. I rubbed my cock
through my pants and
watched as she confessed. "Once we got outside, one
of them asked for a better
look at my butt. I don't think he thought I was really
gonna do it. I don't
know who was more surprised as I lifted up the back of my
dress, me or them.
You should have seen the looks on their faces..."
She paused for a second and
bit her lower lip before she continued, "I don't
know what got into me. Just
having them looking at me, staring at me...
lusting...."
Her hands came back into view, slowly sliding up her
stomach and cupping her
breasts. "Just thinking about what I did just makes
me..." She pulled one of
her nipples to her mouth and slowly licked it as she let
out a low moan. She
dropped her hands and pushed them back down off screen.
Her arms moved slowly
back and forth and I imagined her hands playing with her
wet slit.
"One of the guys," she continued, "reached
out and touched my butt. I pushed
his hand away. I mean, letting them look isn't the same
as touching. I
wanted to show them everything, so I turned around and
pulled the straps of my
dress off my shoulders and pulled. Their eyes opened wide
as they stared at my
tits. I've never been so horny in my life. I couldn't
stop myself. I mean, I
don't know what got into me, but I stood next to one of
the guys, I'm not even
sure which one, and let him feel my boobs. Before I knew
what was happening, I
was on my knees and I had his cock in my mouth. Thinking
about it now, I mean I
was right outside and somebody had to see me, but I
didn't care. As hot as I
was, he was even hotter, he came almost right away, in my
mouth, and you know
what. I didn't care. I could feel his cum inside, and it
was dripping out of my
mouth and onto my tits."
I couldn't believe it, my wife, the same woman that was
embarrassed to make
love to me in a hotel room because the people in the next
room might hear,
sucked a guy off in public and let him cum in her mouth.
She hardly ever gave
me blow jobs, and when she did it was only with a half-hearted
effort.
"I don't even remember walking to their house, but
the next thing I remember
was bending over a couch and feeling..." She paused
for a second and smiled
wickedly. "Do you know what I felt, honey? I felt
this.
The camera zoomed out and I realized that she hadn't been
playing with herself
the whole time, but she had been stroking some guy's huge
cock. Suddenly everything
came together in my head. Not only had she been stroking
this cock while
talking to me on the video, somebody had to be running
the camera. Her eyes
closed and her mouth opened slightly, and I watched as
she lifted herself up,
then pushed the head of the cock into her wet pussy,
moaning loudly as it slid
between her pussy lips. Once the head was between her
labia, she opened her
eyes and spoke. "I felt his cock slide into my
pussy, just... like... this."
She pushed herself down, arching her back as the large
cock slid into her.
Once the cock was completely buried into her pussy, she
smiled softly and her
eyes fluttered briefly. "It feels so good, honey.
It's a little thicker than
yours, but a bit longer. I don't know why I waited so
long..." My wife
moaned and rhythmically pushed herself up and down. I
could see the cock
sliding in and out of her pussy, and she was being
modest: that prick was not
only 2-3 inches longer than me, it was half again as
thick!
"Pull the camera back," she said addressing
somebody else beside myself for the
first time. Let him watch this too. I want your cock in
my mouth. I'll bet
he'll love watching that." The camera pulled back,
and I could see her entire
body for the first time. A naked man stepped next to her,
and she stared
straight into the camera as she kissed the tip of his
cock and pumped it with
her hand. Still staring at me, her eyes locked on the
camera, she took his
eight-inch cock into her mouth. Instead of softly sucking
on it, she took the whole thing
into her mouth. As she pulled it put, she smiled at me
and said, "as you can
see, I've gotten some practice sucking cock. If you're
nice to me when I get
back, I'll show you how good of a cocksucker I've
become." With those words,
she closed her eyes and pushed the whole cock back into
her mouth as she
continued to pound the other cock into her pussy.
For the next fifteen minutes, I watched these two guys
fuck my wife. I don't
know how they lasted so long. Just watching them I came
three times, my cum
spraying all over myself. Finally, with a loud groan one
of the guys pulled out
of my wife's pussy and shot his load all over her tits.
Then almost right
after, the other guy groaned and came in her mouth. The
cum was dripping out of
her mouth. Instead of repulsively spitting it out like
she did the one time she
let me come in her mouth, she swallowed it. The cum that
dripped out of her
mouth she greedily licked with her tongue, pushing the
cum dripping off her
chin with her finger back into her mouth, then
seductively licking her finger.
"Look at all this cum all over me," she said
into the camera as she picked up a
drop of cum off her left nipple. "It feels so good
and...," She licked her
finger again, "and tastes so good." Without
missing a beat she continued."I
hope you miss me. As much as I love and miss you, you'll
have to forgive me for
saying that I don't miss your cock. I've had plenty of
that lately. And later
tonight I'm going to have even more. You see, to get
these guys to agree to
making this videotape, I had to agree to be the hostess
at a card game of
theirs with a bunch of their friends, and I have to wear
whatever they chose.
You know what I get to wear?" she asked as she
stepped off the screen. "This."
She held up a tiny black and white something, I guess it
was some kind of
uniform, but not something that I've ever seen a hostess
wear. It was
completely white, sheer at the breasts, then black in the
middle before it
melded into a white sheer skirt. She smiled innocently
and added, "Here's the
underwear." as she held up a tiny white sheer thong.
At least I think it was a
thong. I don't even know if it had enough material to be
called a thong.
"I'll let you know how the party went when I get
home on Sunday. If it goes
anything like I expect, I think I'll be pretty well
fucked by then." The screen
went blank momentarily and I reached for the remote, but
before I could shut
off the TV, her face re-appeared on the screen. This time
she was dressed. I
could see the straps of a dress or blouse on her
shoulders. "I love you,
honey," she said into the camera. I could see people
in the background and it
was bright daylight. Then she winked and added,
"When I get home do you know
what I'm going to let you do?" She paused and
continued, "I'm gonna let you eat
my pussy and taste the cum of the last guy I fucked. Will
you like that?"
Then the camera panned back, and I could see her
straddling some guy and
grinding her hips into him as people walked behind them,
only a short concrete
wall hiding the lewd movements below her waist, but
nothing could hide the lewd
expression on her face as she pumped away. She moaned
softly, desperately
trying to hide her orgasm, then the camera faded to
black. When I got back
home I knew I would have to redouble my efforts to
pleasure her. It will be
hard to compete with cocks as large as those brutes
sported, but I have some
ideas, and they start with much harder wife-spankings for
being such a
delightfully naughty little slut!
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The End
© Kysa Braswell
www.kysaonline.com