I've been married to Ann now
for ten years and although she is in her middle
thirties she can still turn heads. She just loves to
dress and act sexy, flirting with all the young guys
and showing off her slim figure kept trim by regular
excise. This day was hot and already we had downed a
few drinks to make us both mellow. By midday she had
enough of being stuck in the house on such a lovely
day and wanted to go out. I would have rather stayed
in and watched the cricket on TV so I told her if
she dressed up I would take her to 'Victory Park', a
very nice park on the outskirts of town that you
have to pay to get in. There are beautiful walks and
a small lake with a lovely waterfall. She gave me a
lopsided look and disappeared upstairs for about
twenty minutes and when she returned she was dressed
to thrill. She had on a very short skirt under which
I could make out the lines of a thong and a
translucent white blouse over a sexy bra.
We headed off to the park with the small hamper I
had made up while I had been waiting. We paid out
entrance fee and wandered about looking for a nice
secluded spot. There was a place we had been to
before that would suit our needs perfectly if only
nobody had already beaten us it. I though we were
going to be out of luck when I spotted three young
guys sitting nearby, but no they were far enough
away to let us have some privacy. As we passed near
them I couldn't help but notice them giving Ann the
once over and who could blame them.
We settled down and I opened the hamper while Ann
spread the blanket, as she did the guys heads came
up as one to watch as her short skirt climb to
expose her thong covered rear. Already my cock was
hard in my pants and I wanted a little action. I
opened a bottle a sweet white wine and poured her a
generous slug. I was driving so I contented myself
with a coke. She was already in the giggling phase
and it didn't take much for her to become amorous.
We kissed and I ran my hands over her body,
squeezing her pert breasts and then up her fine
thighs to her wet pussy. We had both forgotten about
the young lads just twenty feet away. I gently
rubbed my fingers over her wet crack and suddenly
she was there, she held on to me tightly as her
orgasm washed over her. She then became limp and she
had actually passed out from the sun and the drink.
I sat up on one elbow and looked down at my gorgeous
wife, her blouse was open enough to expose her
filled bra and a fair length of thigh from under her
raised skirt.
I shook her a few times but she was dead to the
world, then a dark thought flashed through my
perverted brain. I had often thought about my
faithful wife going with other guys and I would get
a hard on when she danced and flirted with them at
parties and such, but here I had a golden
opportunity for something better. I stood up and in
a reasonable loud voice I said that I was going down
to the lake and photograph the wonderful waterfall
and would be gone for at least thirty minutes. Then
I strode off my heart beating fast in my chest, not
looking back until I was well out of sight.
What to do now, I wanted to go back and look to see
if anything was going on but I didn't want to
interrupt it if anything was. At last I made up my
mind and circled our campsite and came up from
behind. I couldn't get nearer that about one hundred
feet or so but it was near enough to make out what
was going on. I peek between two bushes and yes
there was our campsite clearly in view. On the
ground I could see a mass of bodies but nothing
clear. Through my long lens I could pick up all the
details, I could hear my heart beating in my chest
and my hands shook from the excitement. The three
guys had surrounded her and one was on top slowly
thrusting into her. The other two were sitting very
close, shielding her from the rest of the world and
I could see their hands running over her spread
limbs. One by one they took their turn between her
legs, then it was over, I could see their shapes
rise up from the ground and they walked off and even
at that distance I could hear their laughter.
It took me ten minutes to retrace my steps and I was
back with my wife. I stood there looking down at her
and a few things became obvious straight away.
Firstly her blouse was completely unbuttoned and her
bra had been pulled up and off her fine tits.
Secondly her legs were apart and her knees were
slightly bent. I lay down beside her and ran my hand
up her thigh and found that her thong was missing
completely and her pussy dripped white spunk. I
couldn't stop myself, I unzipped and plunged into
her pussy and immediately splattered my own spunk
into her to join that of her recent young lovers.
I lay beside her, my mind in turmoil. I knew my
lovely drunken wife had be violated, raped even by
three young guys and that I had played my part in
it. True I had experienced the best sex of my life
if a little short for I had come with seconds of
pushing my hard cock into her. But what now, what
did the future hold for us. My mind went in circles
for what seemed like hours until at last she awoke
from her slumbers and wanted to go home. The next
day she wagged her finger at me for abusing her body
and in public too, there was no hiding her filled
pussy or the slight bruising on her inner thighs,
but from her expression and tone of voice I could
tell that she secretly loved it all.
By
Jax
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