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 The Night My Wife Got Drunk...  And Experienced Another Guy
   February 7, 1999
   This is a true story
   My wife and I have been married for 18 years, and I'd often told my
40-yr-old wife about my fantasy of watching her with another guy.  She
always said, "No way!" She would always just say she just wasn't
interested.
   Last month, we were at a little bar.  It was kind of crowded, and Sharry
and I both got pretty drunk.  She was flashing her tits at me from across
the bar, and of course, in the process, she was attracting a lot of
attention.  She is about 5'7" and 155#, pretty and dark blonde.  All her
curves are in the right place.
   At closing time, there were two guys vying for her attention.  One got a
little pissed when he realized she was married.  The other didn't seem to
care.  He was kind of rough looking, big, with a ponytail and goatee. 
Since the bar was closing, we decided to invite the ponytail guy to our
place for another drink.  We gave him directions to our house which was
close by.
   At home, Sharry found some cold beer, and we all talked and drank until
about 3 am.  By that point, I was sprawled on the couch.  Of course, I was
wondering where the evening might lead...  knowing that the guy was
obviously turned-on by Sharry...  and noticing that Sharry was not
discouraging his overt attention!  Sharry and the guy...  both with lots of
drinking behind them...  talked about a lot of drunken stuff for a while. I
actually laid back on the couch and kind of dozed in and out.  At one point
I woke up, and noticed that they were gone.
   As my head cleared, I heard talking in the kitchen...  and then it
stopped.  There were sounds of kissing.  Then I thought I heard little
moans and sighs, like people making out.
   I stayed in my place on the couch for a bit longer, and then decided to
sneak a peak.  They had moved to the den, which is connected to the
kitchen. I looked in and saw them in a deep embrace, kissing.  His hands
were under her sweater, cupping her breasts...  and she was actually
unzipping his jeans.  In view of her numerous rejections of my suggestions
that she try sex with another guy, I was rather surprised at what I was
seeing.
   I stayed quiet and didn't move.  Then they moved out of my sight.  But,
I could see their reflection in the glass doorway to the deck.  She was
pulling his jeans down to his knees.  Her hand was on his cock and she was
massaging it while their tongues intertwined.
   He put his hands on her shoulders and kind of guided her downward.  She
hesitated, and said something about checking on "my husband." I quietly
raced to my spot on the couch and closed my eyes.  She came in and kind of
shook me lightly.  "Hey are you OK?" she whispered to me.  I moaned as
though I was out cold.  She left, and I heard them whispering again.
   When the sound of their whispering stopped, I went back to my place and
I could see Sharry on her knees.  She had his cock in her face.  It
appeared to be a fat eight or nine incher.  She was stroking and licking
it. He had his hands on her shoulders and head.  Soon I saw my pretty wife
slip the fat cock head into her mouth and suck on it.  He moaned and
starting humping his hips into her mouth.
   I have always wondered how she felt about cock size.  I am smallish and
not very thick.  Sharry has a largish pussy.  She seemed to love having the
guy's big tool in her mouth.
   She started to stand up, keeping a grip on his fat cock.  They kissed
again and his hands went to her jeans.  I heard her jeans unsnap, and saw
him wrestling his hand between her legs.  He pushed roughly, and I could
actually see her lift a little off the floor as he worked his fingers over
her pussy.
   Then I distinctly heard him say, "Oh, you are ready aren't you?" She
must've been soaked to his touch.  She said what sounded like, "I want it."
Then she bent over, slid her pants down, and stepped out of them.
   They kissed some more.  As they kissed, his hands were between her legs,
and hers were on his cock.  I could see in the reflection on the glass that
he had his whole hand in there.  And, he was sliding back to get between
her ass cheeks and massage her asshole, too.  This is something she seldom
lets me play with, but she seemed to love his fingers in her pussy and ass
at the same time.
   He sat back in the recliner and she got on her knees in front of him.  I
couldn't see well, but could tell that her head was bobbing up and down.
   She sucked his cock for about 5 minutes.  They were both moaning softly.
Eventually he pushed her away.  They moved a coffee table out of the way
and she lay back onto the carpet, on her back.
   He was straddling one of her legs.  I saw him bend down with his face
toward her pussy.  She had repositioned herself.  Now I could at least see
her head and face without relying on the reflection.
   She was moaning, and I could hear him sucking on her pussy.  She loves
to be eaten, and he must've been doing it right.  He had an ass cheek in
each hand.  Sharry had her eyes closed and her hands on his head.
   After a minute he slid up and kissed her again.  I could tell that their
tongues were intertwining.  He reached down and stroked his cock over her
hairy pussy...  up and down her slit.  She let out a sound like "Please..."
but he kept teasing her with his big cock head.
   (I had to be careful not to be looking in the reflection if she looked
my way.  Since her face was now in pretty clear view from my position in
the hallway.)
   All of a sudden she grunted, louder than she expected, I'm sure...  and
her head bounced on the carpet.  Obviously he had worked his large cock
into her.  He let out a soft moan and put his hands on either side of her
head.
   She moaned with each hard stroke as he rhythmically thrust against her.
He must've been inside her all the way to his balls.  Her head moved with
every thrust, and he picked up speed.  After about 3 minutes, he picked up
one of her legs and put it over her shoulder.  I could tell that he was
going into her even deeper now.
   I was hard as a rock as I watched, and could actually feel pre-come in
my own pants.
   He fucked her hard and fast for probably 10 minutes.  I know her quite
well, and I could tell by her sounds and body movements that she had come
at least two times while he banged her against the carpet.  I heard her
whimper...  him moan...  and then his thrust became erratic as he came
inside my wife's furry cunt.
   He held it there and she turned her head to the side as she drew his
head to her breasts.
   To avoid being detected, I returned to my spot on the couch.  I could
hear them talking again for a while.  Then I could tell they were putting
their clothes back on.  Sharry finally escorted him past me to the door.  I
pretended to continue to be asleep.  After he had left, she came to wake me
and take me up to our room.
   She fell asleep very quickly.  When I was sure she was asleep, I took
the opportunity to reach under the covers to feel her sloppy pussy.  Her
thick pussy hair was wet and beginning to mat down from cum...  and her ass
was slippery and slick from the lubrication.  I found my cock getting hard
again, as I enjoyed the aromas of their combined juices, and as I recalled
a mental picture of what I had seen my wife allow herself to experience.
   The next day I asked her what I had missed the night before, and she
insisted that I had missed nothing.  Obviously, now that she was sober, she
did not feel comfortable admitting what she had done.
   I could tell she was sore...  and worried.  She used a lot of Vaseline
for the next few days, and I noticed that she marked on the calendar in the
closet when her period was due (that's something she doesn't often do). 
Also, she hasn't had a drink since that night.
   Maybe someday I will be able to coax her into telling about her
experience with the stranger.  And, under the right circumstances, maybe
she will try it again...  while allowing me to know what she is doing (and
maybe I will get to openly watch).
   Well that's my story.  It is true.  It was really exciting to watch, and
to know that my wife really experienced another guy's cock inside her. 
While they were doing it, even though drunk at the time...  I KNOW she
enjoyed what she was doing.  Since she can't seem to tell me about it, I
think she is feeling pretty guilty about it at the moment.  But she's
getting better now.  I guess her fear about a possible pregnancy is now
behind her.
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From: revell315@aol.com (Revell315)
   
  
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