Subject:      I want to go down on my wife... Version 2 (husband humiliation)
From:         dondi@tir.com
Date:         1996/09/19
Message-Id:   <51q6v6$mvv@ramp2.tir.com>

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I want to go down on my wife after she's had sex with another man!
Version 2

        I have been married to my current wife for just over a year now.
She's the woman I had always dreamed of meeting, much less marrying.  My
wife, Jennifer, is very attractive, young and flirtatious.  This is my
third marriage, and I'm now 42 years old.  Jennifer on the other hand, has
only been married one other time and is 26 years old.  As I said, she is
very attractive, blonde, 5' 2", 108 lb., 37-23-35.  Most men we know
remark at her beauty, which flatters her and thrills me.  You see, like
many married men, I have always harbored a fantasy that my wife would fuck
other men, with my knowledge.  I've had this fantasy for well over twenty
years, all through my previous marriages.  The irony of this has been that
each of my previous wives has cheated on me without my knowledge, and I
only came to learn of their behavior through acquaintances after each
divorce.  Had I known, I might have encouraged my wives to share the
details with me.

        The biggest part of my fantasy doesn't involve watching my wife
with other men, only hearing the intimate details shortly afterwards as I
am going down on her.  While I probably had the opportunity to clean each
of my previous wives pussies after they had been fucked, I never got to
really see what a well fucked pussy looked like (both of them insisted on
cleaning up immediately after intercourse, even when we had fucked), nor
did I have the opportunity to relish the smell and taste, and since you
can't find these images depicted in magazines, I've had to rely on the
words of others to describe the details.  I do remember several occasions
with my previous wives and how they insisted that I not go down on them,
only relenting after we had already started intercourse, and the heat and
wetness of their pussies as my tongue bathed their moist openings.
Jennifer knows that my favorite part of sex is to go down on her, which
she dearly loves to have me do, as my cock is not that large, nor can I
fuck very long without ejaculating from over excitement, rendering me
useless for several hours to recuperate. Until recently she had no
knowledge of my fantasies.

Jennifer heard tapes of me having phone sex... confessing...

        As I travel frequently and have had my fantasy for many years,
I've wanted to know and have a woman fantasize with me.  That led me to
call several phone sex lines.  After numerous dud calls and only a few
very exciting calls, I took to recording my phone sex calls.  I only saved
the recordings of the conversations I thoroughly enjoyed, and often they
would be to the same person so that I could explore all the possibilities
with that woman.  My recorded conversations were for my own personal use,
very graphic, and were spoken in a way that I could never relate to any
woman that I had ever met, much less was married to.  I asked my phone
partner to be my wife, assume my wife's name, and put her into several
situations where she would confront me with the knowledge that she had
found out that I wanted her to have sex with other men.  I asked her to
humiliate me mildly with the knowledge, and she would become the
dominating partner in our marriage.

        Over the past 2 years, I've collected nearly a dozen hour long
tapes verbalizing my fantasies.  They typically began the same way:  with
my 'wife' finding out about my fetish and then taking action to make the
fantasy become reality.  I encouraged my 'wife' to tell her boyfriends
about her husband and to make sure that her pussy was well used and showed
evidence of her earlier fucking.  My 'wife' was always sure to make me eat
her pussy after returning from a date and would occasionally let me fuck
her, whispering in my ear all the time that she could barely feel my dick
as it slid in and out of her pussy and that she was glad to have a husband
who so thoroughly enjoyed getting sloppy seconds.

        Often it would be my responsibility to bathe and dress her in
something very provocative that I would have to go out and purchase the
day of her date.  Sometimes I would have to meet her date and fix them a
drink as they fondled and talked about my inadequacies.  I encouraged my
'wife' to take me on her dates so that I could observe her slutty behavior
short of her fucking another man, which she would do in privacy.  I also
encouraged her not to have her lover wear a condom so that I was sure to
get very sloppy seconds or more!

        Recently, Jennifer found my tapes as I had been careless and left
them in my traveling suitcase.  I did not know that she had found them as
I did not have to go out on business for several months.  How do you think
Jennifer is going to react?

Jennifer confronts me about the tapes and magazines

        I had been noticing a change in Jennifer's behavior as she has
been encouraging me to go down on her more often, almost nightly, and
fucking has become almost non-existent.  If I did want to fuck her, she'd
be too tired and would occasionally masturbate me by letting me rub my
cock against her legs while I was eating her.  Sometimes she would openly
ask me to masturbate while I was licking her so that she can watch my come
shoot.

        On nights that we do not have sex, I had taken to fucking her very
slowly while she was asleep so as not to wake her.  Her pussy is always
wet enough for me to enter her easily as she sleeps.  Several times she
has awaken and has not moved to let me discover that she knows what I am
doing until I have orgasmed, only to comment with a smile and a coy laugh
that she hoped that I enjoyed myself.  I have to admit I like the changes
in the clothes she has chosen to wear, and she has become more active at
working out, going to the gym 3 to 4 nights a week and often on the
weekend for several hours. Jennifer's wardrobe has become more risqué,
with shorter dresses, tighter fitting clothes, and lower cut blouses.

        One day upon coming home from work, I walked into the bedroom to
find my stash of magazines and the tapes strewn on the bed.  The magazines
were open to my favorite stories of wives having sex with other men and a
tape was loaded into the cassette player.  Jennifer walked in behind me
and queried, "Suppose you tell me what this is all about?"

        I stammered, "They're just things I've collecting over the years."
 I knew Jennifer could see the embarrassment in my face, but I'm sure she
couldn't tell how my heart was racing from the anxiety of being found out.

        "I believe it took years to collect!  But they're not all from
years ago.  I've seen the dates of the magazines, and you even have some
pictures of me taped to the side of some of the stories!  And the tapes!
They're of you asking some woman to be me fucking numerous other men and
coming home to have you clean her, no my pussy!!  Now do you want to try
and explain again?"

        I spoke in a low trembling voice, "They're magazines and tapes
that have stories like my fantasies."

        "I suppose what that means is that your fantasy is to have your
wife have sex with other men and then come home to you and tell you all
about it?"

        A sheepish, "Yes."

        "I think you left out a minor detail about wanting to lick her
well-fucked pussy afterwards, didn't you?  You just want to married to a
slutty tramp don't you?"

        Again a low, "Yes."

        "This is quite a revelation.  I would never have guessed that I'd
have married a man who wants me have sex with other men, much less who
wants to know about it and then be told of the details while he's cleaning
my pussy filled with the cum of another man with his tongue!"  Jennifer
continued, "You know I've known about the magazines and tapes for about a
month, but I didn't know how to confront you with it!  I wasn't sure if
you wanted this in your fantasies or in real life!  I guess I've got my
answer, huh!"

        I didn't respond.

        "I suspected that was going to be the answer.  Now I've got two
choices; either getting a divorce or living the life of a married woman
whose husband wants her to be a slut."  Jennifer walked around and pushed
the magazines off the bed, and I just stared at floor.  "I have to admit,
most women would kill to be able to be married one man and yet have sex
with any other man she chooses, any time, any where."

        Jennifer paused and then spoke again, "Take off you clothes and
lay down on the bed, but don't get any ideas; you're not getting your cock
in me tonight!"  I did as she instructed and noticed she too was
disrobing.  "Now tell me, not some phone sex operator, about these
fantasies of yours."

Several of my fantasies...

        Jennifer had me take my cock in hand while laying on the bed and
insisted that my eyes roam her nude figure.  She let me touch her body as
she insisted that I tell her some of my fantasies.  She took my hand and
pushed it down to her very wet pussy, and my fingers easily slipped into
her vaginal opening.  "Is this how you want my cunt to feel every night
when I come home to you?"

        I stammered a "Yes!"

        Jennifer then pushed my face to her slimy pussy opening and told
me, "Inhale the smell of a real well-used pussy!... Now tell me of some of
your fantasies."

        When I didn't know where to begin (or feigned ignorance), Jennifer
helped by asking me how I imagined she'd entice someone to fuck her.  I
responded that it might be someone from her office, maybe a salesman,
who's always coming on to her; but this time instead of declining his
advances, she might take him up on a nooner or even call to tell me that
she's going to be late as she's going to dinner and a motel to be fucked.
 Another thought was that she might go out dancing one evening which full
intentions of meeting a stranger and spending several hours joined at the
crotch with him.

        Still another thought was to have her come by my office dressed to
thrill, meeting the boss and inviting him to dinner one evening.  Then
when he arrived, I'd be responsible for the dinner preparations and
pouring the drinks and catering to them, but give them plenty of time to
fondle and fuck upstairs in our bed.

        Yet another fantasy would be to go on vacation for a week or so
and have her dressed to thrill throughout the vacation, even on the flight
to our destination.  Once there, we would go places together but separate.
 I would be her shadow watching as she flirted with other men and then
went back to our motel room to ball them while I waited for my turn.
After her conquest left, then I would be allowed to come in, clean her up
with my tongue and prepare her for yet another rendezvous.

        One of my favorite parts of this fantasy is to have her wear a
tiny bikini to the beach, the kind that when it gets wet becomes
transparent.  She goes to get a suntan with me sitting on another towel
some distance away snapping pictures of her occasionally.  I imagine that
several young men come by, and she asks them to put suntan lotion on her,
cooing as their fingers get closer and finally touch her sexual regions.
She then asks them to join her in her room, but first she points to me
informing them of her impotent husband getting his rocks off watching her
being fondled.  As they leave, they come to me to inform me that Jennifer
will be well cared for as Jennifer grabs a cock in each hand snickering.
I inform her that she won't be needing the swimsuit for what she's up to
and she comments, "You're right!"

        Looking at each of the boys and getting a towel she tells them,
"Here, each of you take off part.  Then leave the suit here for my husband
to guard while we go have our fun.  No doubt he'll want to sniff the
crotch!  When we're done, one of you come back here and tell my husband
it's his turn and describe how good my pussy felt.  He'll find out how
much cum you left in me while he's cleaning me out later."

        By the time I had finished relaying the first fantasy to Jennifer,
my cock had already gotten hard, which only served to convince her that my
desires were sincere, and my tongue had feasted on her wet lips several
times.  Upon the completion of my confession, Jennifer had her own
comments...

Well if it's a SLUT you want, a SLUT you'll get!

        "Get down there and lick me clean.  Stick your tongue in there as
deep as it can go!  You like that, baby?  That's just the way I'm gonna
taste to you from now on!  Let's see if you really want your fantasies to
come true!  I LOVE to fuck, you of all people should know that!  But if
you get your jollies knowing that other men are fucking me, then we'll
just make that happen!  I hope you don't mind masturbating, because that's
the only way you're gonna be gettin' your rocks off for a while!  Just
think, a married man with a SLUT for a WIFE, and he can't even get a piece
of ass.  While other men get to fuck YOUR WIFE, you get to fuck your FIST!
 We're gonna start a new rule in this marriage tonight:  BOYFRIENDS FUCK...
HUSBANDS SUCK!!!  You got that, husband dear.  My new boyfriends can fuck
me all they want, and when they're done, all you can do is clean me out!"
 My head spun as Jennifer continued her tongue lashing, and I continued
lapping at her hole.

        "Here let me help since you can't seem to get enough of those
juices."  Jennifer lifted her ass and slanted her body so that it looked
as if I were drinking from a cup and she contracted her cunt muscles to
feed me the nectar from within.  "Tomorrow we're gonna go out and get me
some slutwear, and the day after that we're going on vacation, together
but separate.  I kind of like the idea of attracting a couple of studs at
the beach and then making you wait for them to finish for your turn!
Let's see how you like your fantasies now, WIMP!"

Jennifer's true to her word...

        Jennifer led me through the malls and bought several arm loads of
revealing clothing for our vacation.  With each outfit she selected,
Jennifer whispered in my ear how many men's cocks each outfit would raise
to attention as they spotted her.  She also commented that she was going
to enjoy mounting as many cocks as she possibly could over the next weeks
and then have me clean her up for her next encounter.  Jennifer decided
for us that we'd be going to a tropical location for our vacation and
described the vacation as "kind of like a honeymoon with only one of the
wedded getting laid!"  Jennifer thought that a tropical location would
offer her the opportunity to show off her body both day or night!

        As we headed for the airport Jennifer kept commenting that she
couldn't wait to get another cock buried up her snatch.  She added that
she hoped he was well endowed and could blow a lot of cum into her!  She
asked me whether or not I thought she looked fuckable.  I had to admit she
looked extremely sexy in her short dress and tried cop a feel of her to
which she simply pushed my hand away.  "You gave up your chance to touch,
now you'll just have to settle with sloppy seconds!"

        She chuckled that she might even try and take on several men so
that I'd have a good time as well when I finally did get my chance to have
sex with her!  I must have had a peculiar look on my face as I thought of
embedding my cock in her when she quickly commented, "Down boy!  I only
meant you be able to have me with your tongue."

        At the hotel Jennifer fell into the bed as I struggled with the
luggage.  She recounted the number of hardons that she been responsible
for and wondered how many more she could create.  Jennifer made me help
her out of her clothes and assist her in getting dressed and freshened up
to go to the beach.  She took great pride in causing my dick to also
become erect at seeing her totally nude before donning her minuscule
bikini.  "I hope you can't get rid of that hardon all day honey!  I want
you stay hard thinking about me when I bring some man back to this room to
plow my pussy!"


