Date: Sun, 10 Sep 2006 15:36:39 -0700 (PDT) From: Jim Sprwkter Subject: Slutty Wife, Slutty Husband Chapter 1 Chapter one: New dawn in our lives I have always been attracted to women clothing and especially women lingerie. They are so cool! Actually I believe that half the thing for being a woman is to know how to get properly dressed, starting from underwear and finishing to a nice outfit and a proper pair of shoes. Shoes actually imply a lot of things, and it wasn't since I grew up that I finally understood why women spend ages and tons of money in choosing them. As long as I can remember, I can see myself trying to catch sight of or even a sneaky view of women panties, of every woman in hand. So I started spying under the skirts of my mother's, sister's, girlfriends' and their women friends, small girls, bigger girls, mature women, even grannies! All females would wear panties (with some exceptions that wouldn't wear at all), and I wanted to see all of them! The sight of a pair of panties, especially when in use by a woman, would make my dick go crazy! I have masturbated thousand of times; bringing in my mind views of panties I have seen in the past. My little fetish grew older with time, and soon enough I would ask my girlfriends not to undress, but stay fully clothed, so that I could see and feel their panties while we were fucking. I ended up, collecting panties from every female I could, preferably soiled, so that I could smell taste and feel them, any time I wanted. My fetish rapidly grew bigger, together with my collection, and I went one step further, stealing panties from the laundry, the dressing room of the gym, drawers of friends, putting myself in great danger of being exposed! Sometimes I even bought new ones from stores, pretending to be gifts for my girlfriends, but I don't think that everyone bought it. I keep them hidden in the safe of my house, that I only know the code, together with other female lingerie, such as stockings, garters and garter belts, bras, baby dolls, and each time I was horny, I would randomly select one and then smell, feel and even rub it all over my body, while playing with my dick and balls, until a furious orgasm. When I got married, I tried to keep this secret, a real secret from my wife that seemed very conservative and rather close minded when it came to sex. So I waited passionately for her to leave the house, to get hold of my favorite panties and masturbate until there was no tomorrow. One day, in the heat of my lust, I tried a white laced g-string which I had stolen from an ex-girlfriend. I don't know how exactly it occurred, but it ended, pulling up the string, up my legs, deep inside my butt crack, until it was a perfect fit! I looked myself in the mirror, and what a discovery! I was looking so sexy, with that thing on! The weird sensation of the harsh lace, rubbing against my asshole, was so thrilling that I masturbated three times in a row, wearing the string, looking my ass in the mirror! The only thing that seemed rather wrong was my ass hair that was protruding from the sides of the lace. It wasn't long that I started shaving my ass balls and dick, and trimmed the pubic hair, to a small triangle; write above my dick, so that it could not be seen when wearing my panties. I tried all of the panties I had in my collection, and each time my passion grew stronger and bigger! I shaved my legs, and started wearing stockings, garters, panties, even put on a bra! With each new experiment, I always took pictures of myself, so that I could see me dressed in lingerie many times a day. Finally, I shaved my whole body, getting rid of the remaining hair that ruined my hot image! My wife of course started wandering, so I told her, that I had to do that, in order to obey to the new rules of the local swimming pool that demanded all body hair to be trimmed of. Although it was a very stupid excuse, it seemed to have worked alright by that time, and she stopped asking questions. I started cross-dressing, wearing wigs, makeup, fake tits, and high heel shoes, trying to look like a prostitute, always with the anxiety of being caught, so I tried to be really fast, and in the end I would transform into a horny brunet in less than ten minutes. I begun wearing panties, stockings and garters, under my trousers at the office, and everywhere else I could. I had my dick in a continuous semi erect position all day long. My ass was itchy from the g-string, and my legs, had marks on the thighs from the excess use of tight stockings, and that sensation was driving me crazy. My wife was my worst fear, because she had always told me that she despised bisexuals and gays, and all kind of fetishes. She would only let me fuck her in the most traditional way, no more than once a month, and when I begged for a blowjob, she would insert my dick in her mouth, move it a couple of times, and would then say: " Ok, that's enough. I am not a whore!" Sometimes she would allow me to go down on her until orgasm, and then she wouldn't get fucked because she said that she wouldn't feel it. Not to mention that anal sex, or other positions different from the missionary, were completely out of question. In the past I have had many experiences with women and I would do anything I wanted with them, but with her everything was so different. I had to leave with that and there wasn't much that I could do to make her understand my needs. Imagine if she found out about my fetish what would happen! She is a very hot and good looking woman, well dressed with a passion for expensive clothes and shoes that can drive every man or even woman crazy for her. She has a pretty face, blonde, with thick lips and perfect teeth, small nose, and green big eyes. Her legs are long and soft, her ass perfectly round, a small thin waist and an average sized firm breast, that doesn't need a bra to stand at its height. Her nipples usually hard, protrude from her blouse, and her pussy lips, thick always give her an outstanding camel toe look when she pulls up her tight trousers against her pussy. When we are going out together, everyone is staring at her firm ass and I know that they are dreaming of fucking her. I think she also knows that and she must feel great for it. A real shame that she doesn't give her thick, well shaved pussy, the dick it deserves, and she leaves me completely unsatisfied, masturbating and cumming over my belly. But I love her and she loves me, so I have accepted the fact that she doesn't enjoy fucking, and I try to satisfy my lust by myself. By now you must get the picture: Me, a super active person, with an extreme sex drive, full of fetishes, and passion for sex. She, the sexiest creature, extremely pretty, with almost null appetite for sex, or at least so I thought.... Things started to change, in an afternoon, that she returned home from work, earlier than usual, without knowing that I was already there. I was dressed in her red underwear, bra, g-string and stockings, wearing her 5 inches high heel black sandals, trying to walk around the house in the most provocative way, for an imaginary audience. The moment I heard the lock turn, I immediately lay down behind the couch, and stood still, trembling in fear. Fortunately for me, she was in a rush. She quickly removed her skirt and her white panties, went to the bathroom, wiped her pussy and then put on a black pair of thongs and a shorter skirt. She left the house as quickly as she came; leaving her used panties on top of the bucket of laundry. What a perfect opportunity, I thought! To smell and touch her freshly used panties! I could even wear them and feel my beloved wife right on me. I swiftly got up, and rushed at the laundry. I got hold of her precious, scented underwear, and immediately placed it over my nose and took a deep breath. The smell was somehow different than the usual, somehow more musky, more deep. I looked inside and the panties were covered up with a thick semi transparent fluid, just like semen! Clearly shocked, I extended my tongue out, and tasted the liquid. It was semen mixed up with pussy juice, and her panties were completely messed up, somehow shitted on the back! I tasted her panties again and again, trying to convince myself otherwise but each time I came to the same conclusion: It was clear that she had been fucked by someone, and he had splashed his seed deep inside her pussy! She must have also been fucked up her ass; otherwise I couldn't explain the shit on the back! How awful! My shy wife was cheating on me, doing things that wouldn't do with me with someone else and even carrying her fucker's sperms inside her belly. I was devastated but determined to find out! I had to play cool, pretend that everything was normal, until I could find out what was going on with her. I smelled her panties again, trying to smell her pussy, getting another taste of his semen mixed with her juices. It felt strange somehow, smelling and tasting the proof of her mischief, unable to do anything about that, trying to imagine her getting her brains fucked out by other men, like a cheap slut. My dick grew harder, and I ended up masturbating like crazy, sniffing and sucking over and over her dirty panties like a pervert, imagining her having her ass fucked by huge dicks, until I exploded a thick load of cum over my belly. I placed her panties back, and swiftly undressed, removing the makeup and lipstick from my face, and rather reluctantly the hot underwear I was wearing. I left the house, and went to the mall for a shopping therapy, trying to spend some time and let some steam off, until she would return home. After spending a couple of hours fooling around, I finally returned home. She was lying in our bed, in her underwear, sound asleep. I got near her, trying to make my presence inaudible. I bent over her, trying to smell her. She was fresh from bath, and I could only smell the soap. I went under the sheets and smelled her pussy. It smelled quite normal. The slut had washed away all the evidence of her mischief. Since I couldn't tell her that I had been sniffing her panties, and even tasted her lover's semen, so I was obliged to let it pass. I felt somehow framed and I decided that I had to follow her and catch her in action. If I told her, then it was like confessing about my dirty little cross-dressing secret and definitely I had to explain how the hell I knew that she had been fucking someone else, so I would be obliged to admit that I had in fact tasted another mans semen. No! She should never know that. Not her! I just let go of the incident, and started paying attention to her behavior and dressing, that I had to admit was exactly the same since the day we were together. She was an expert in cheating, because I hadn't found any other evidence before that. Time passed since that day, and every day I would go through the laundry smelling her used panties for evidence. I found out that at least two times the week she returned home not only fucked but also filled up with her lover's semen. Needless to say, that the whole procedure was making me extremely horny and I always masturbated sniffing and tasting her used panties, even wearing them on myself, watching my pretty tight ass in the mirror, pretending that it was hers, trying to imagine the ways that another man was fucking my woman's pussy and ass; the ways that he made the slut coming out of her, driving her crazy, making her to offer him her precious ass and pussy so that he could breed his seed inside her, and then she would carry it back home. I would cum inserting a finger deep in my shaved shit hole always spreading the scent from her panties on me. My fantasies grew wilder as months were passing, and her nerve grew bigger, as she would only let me fuck her, the days that he has fucked her in advance. She would feed me his cum, right in my mouth, through her pussy when I went down on her! I could smell him in the air, on my dick, on my balls! I could smell him even in my asshole, whenever I pushed my middle finger inside me using as lube her fluids and his semen. I wore her panties for prolonged periods, until my crotch was soaked from their fluids and never washing up afterwards. He was everywhere! Fucking her, fucking me and my mind, even in my fantasies, fucking us both! I had to find out who the fuck he was, and I couldn't so I pretended going on a business trip for two weeks, that would give her time enough to bring him home, where I had web cam installed on the front door and I could watch through internet what was going on, while I would stay at our house at the countryside. Everything worked as plan, and the big day came, that I saw that huge fat Porsche parked in front of my garage. I had missed the entrance, but I knew that it was him inside my house, fucking her once more. I took the keys and drove at mad speed home, where I parked two blocks away, and entered my house through the basement, trying to keep it as quite as possible. She was moaning so loud, that I could almost feel his rhythm, and his thrusts inside her. Boy, she was getting herself fucked so hot, that there was no way she would want me after that. I rushed upstairs, opened the door and there they were on the couch, right in front of me. The sight was pretty confusing! I stood still in amazement, trying to figure out what was going on. My wife, all dressed in her most provocative outfit, wearing high heel sandals, black stockings and garter belt was bent over completely submitted to her passion. Another woman, in red sandals and stockings, was standing behind her, humping her like crazy. They both looked at me quite annoyed, and didn't stop their fuck. "If you don't like what you see, you should better leave, and let me get fucked!" my wife screamed at me in the most commanding way! I was shocked! The other one continued fucking her, even more violently, and now I could hear a slurping sound cumming out of her soaked pussy. Was my wife a lesbian? What the fuck! I approached closer, only to see that the other woman was actually a gorgeous blond shemale with perfect juicy breasts, equipped with a thick dick, and enormous balls. She was holding my woman from her thin waist, ramming her red hot angry rod deep inside her, like a machine, to its full length. Her huge hairless balls, obviously swollen, filled up with the sperms I had so many times tasted, were slapping furiously on her pussy making loud noise at the rhythm of their fuck. They fucked and fucked, until my wife let out a scream and orgasmed violently with spasms, squeezing her pussy around her fuckers dick. When her spasms were over, her fucker pulled back, and her dick retracted from my woman's pussy, glistening with her juices. Her pussy was stretched wide open like I had never seen it before, completely wet, gradually closing. Now I could see the real size of the dick of the other woman which was at least twice longer and three times thicker than my own. She was completely hairless, smelling really feminine, and her balls were the biggest I had seen in my life! It was impossible to get my eyes of them. "What the fuck you are doing here?" I managed to utter. "Oh, please!" gasped my wife, trying to get a breath. "Spare us the shit baby, ok? You haven't been completely honest to me either! I know what you have been doing. In fact I wouldn't be surprised if you are wearing my panties under those trousers right now!" She continued. I blushed! Clearly she knew everything and there was no point in trying to hide it. "My husband is a slut, like the one fucking me! Only he is a brunette and he has much smaller dick, although pretty sweet!" She said with a strict manner. "This is the source of the sperms I have been feeding you all those years come from. Although, it is actually a pussy and she is a lesbian! You honey, what are you? Are you a lesbian, a slut or you just haven't found out? You know I have masturbated many times watching you sucking my panties, wearing your mini skirts. In fact I want to fuck you dressed like that" she said softening her voice. "Undress, and put this on" she commanded, prompting at her soiled panties on the floor. "I want your man pussy to get my scent, before we can use it" she continued. I obeyed, and removed all my clothes. The other lady, was watching me, and was playing with her erect dick. I got my wife's panties and pulled them up, until their lace disappeared in my shaved butt crack. The feeling was really wet, and I was feeling quite awkward dressed like that in front of them. My dick however was starting to grow bigger, from the feeling of the wet string rubbing again my little pink hole. My wife sat on the chair, spread her legs, and started rubbing her wet pussy. The other lady, got up, and walked graciously near me. "Hi, I am Silvia" she said in a feminine voice. "I like you a lot, you have great body!" She continued, approaching me until her breasts were rubbing against my own. She kissed me on my lips softly, and licked the inside of my ear. "I want you sugar!" she whispered in the most sensational way, grabbing my erect dick with one hand, while she rubbed my butt crack with the other. Her erect dick was touching my belly, and instinctively I extended my hand, and felt it. The first dick of my life, I thought! It was so strong, so hard, and so gorgeous! The size of that thing, when compared with my own equipment, immediately suggested what was going to happen! She would be the man, and I would be the woman! Thoughts of leaving, appeared in my brain, but were completely vanished, when she kissed me again, thrusting her playful tongue inside my mouth. I wanted to feel her! I started playing with her proud cock, while I grasped her balls with my other hand. They were hot! A handful of heavy, swollen testicles! I felt my dick throbbing with excitement; my anus was shacking, realizing that it was going to find out its final destiny. We were kissing in lust, touching and playing, and sucking like two gorgeous women. My woman got up and fetched my wig and sandals. "Put them on, I want to see my lesbian friend, to fuck with me lesbian husband!" she said. I obeyed, almost hypnotized. Now we were both looking like prostitutes, only she had breasts, that I envied and a much bigger dick. But it was different. It didn't felt like a dick. It felt that we both had pussies, and we were going to rub them together. I clearly wasn't mad with my wife cheating on me with such a gorgeous slut. I wanted to feel and taste the joys that she had. I kneeled in front on her, and started to blow her huge erection, while I played with her balls, and her hairless pink asshole. I managed to get the head of her dick inside my hot mouth, and I started moving my head back and forth, squeezing my lips around her stiff rod, feeling her thick veins pulsing inside my mouth. I definitely licked the taste of a dick inside my mouth! My wife's pussy juices were all over it, and I sucked and sucked trying to get better taste of it, while I masturbated her with my hand. She opened her legs wide apart, and my wife approached her from the behind and slowly inserted a finger up her ass. The moment she did that, a drop of precum hit me in the back of my throat. I devoured it, eagerly, and squeezed her balls for more. The dick's taste was much better than the sour taste of my woman's pussy. It was rather sweet, and really creamy! "Stop it bitch, she must not cum yet!" my wife shouted. I opened my mouth, and let go of her stiff member that was now even bigger. She kneeled in front of me and devoured my stiff dick in her soft and thirsty mouth. She blew me like an expert, and I didn't realize that my wife had inserted me a well lubed, small plug up my virgin opening. She also stopped sucking me a moment before I shot my load in her hot mouth. My dick was completely erect, looking like a small toy when compared to hers! The feeling of the plug in my firm ass was really weird, and I understood that it was going to stay there for a while until my virgin little butt, was ready for her! She got all fours, giving me the best view of her round firm ass. She was like a lady, with her breasts hanging, ready to get her husband inside. I was going to have anal sex at last I thought, and I placed my dick on her opening. I pushed gently, and soon I was inside her, feeling her soft-warm sensation of her man pussy, wrapped around my manhood. Boy it was great. I pushed, until I was completely inside her, and I felt my balls touching her own. While I was pushing, the butt plug was squeezing me from the inside, making me feel some pain at first, but after a while, the pain subsided giving a sweet warm sensation back there, complementing the feeling of my dick. I was thrilled! I started pumping the fucker of my lady, fucking him up his ass, in front of her eyes, with a plug stuffed up my ass, and my woman was rubbing her pussy, cumming again and again. She was the biggest slut, all those years in my house, and I was missing all the fun. When I was ready to cum, she got up, and pulled the plug violently out of me! The pain was so intense that I retracted from his ass in agony missing the orgasm. My dick was still hard, my ass was in pain, and I was horny as hell, since this was the second time I had been interrupted. She kissed me in my mouth, reinserting the plug, and pulling it out again. My ass was hanging wide open, and I was feeling a strange emptiness. I got at all fours, and she lubed her girlfriend's dick with Vaseline, rubbing a good quantity of Vaseline on my hole, and my cheeks, and even inside me. I was ready for her. She parted my string, and I felt the tip of her dick touching me. My wife was guiding her monstrous equipment inside me, and I was gladly accepting it, feeling my ass stretching in agony. She pushed steadily until she managed to get her whole dick inside me. I was feeling so full; precum was dripping from my dick. I was bended over, with my ass up the air at her complete mercy, stretched to its limits. My dick was harder than I had ever felt it. She stood still for a time until I relaxed even more, and then she started humping me like a bitch. My ass was clearly not virgin any more! She grabbed me from my waist, just like she was fucking my wife when I caught them, only now the pleasure was all mine. So sweat, so full! My wife had made an excellent choice and I was happy that she was sharing her girlfriend with me. With the fifth thrust, all my doubts about my love life were gone! It felt so damn right. All I cared about was to fuck and get fucked, to allow my woman get the most pleasure she could. Her girlfriend literally fucked the shit out of me! She was humping me with mad lust for more than half an hour and I was in a state of continuous orgasm! My ass was burning, and I felt I had no control over it anymore. It was stretched to its limits, wide open full with juices like a hot pussy. It was so nice feeling her inside me, dominating my virgin hole, offering her my virginity as a present. Soon enough, unconsciously I started moaning like a whore, trying so move my butt in her rhythm, trying to fuck myself against her dick. My wife got jealous, and laid on her back with her pretty legs stretched wide open. My fucker was then ordered to fuck her, and she reluctantly retracted, pulling my asshole so hard, that a piece of gut was hanging out in reverse, forming a beautiful ass tulip! I squeezed my butt cheeks together, closing my gaping hole, while I watched him inserting his dirty meat inside her pussy, and my slut-wife cumming in an instance! She was a bitch in heat! He started fucking her like crazy, and I approached him from the back and inserted my dick inside him, while he was fucking my wife's pussy. He gladly accepted my erect cock, and he moaned in lust. I was fucking him, and he was fucking her, until I finally came inside his sweet ass, and the moment I came, he came filling my woman's pussy with his hot thick cum. She got her pussy filled up, with an enormous quantity of semen, and it seemed that his cum would keep gushing out of his dick forever. He was holding her in place until he made sure that the last drops of his seeds were inside her, and when he was done breeding he retracted and collapsed on the floor. I sucked him dry, getting taste of his precious sperms, trying to thank him for the pleasure he had given us. My wife stood up and a pint of cum, gushed out of her torn pussy. She was dribbling cum, and she kissed both of us with passion, thanking us for the fun and pleasure. I was kind of jealous. I wanted to get my ass filled up the way her pussy was, but I was sure that it would happen in the future so I didn't worry at all. By the time he left us, I fucked my lady in her cum soaked pussy again, giving her another load of cum which she gladly accepted. The moment I exploded inside her, she finger fucked my asshole vigorously, and massaged my prostate milking me dry. She was such a slut! But one thing was for sure: She did know how to feed her pussy and ass, and mines as well. Everything changed from that day. We were more like girlfriends, getting ourselves ready for a good dick and a nice fuck. I would fuck her daily, more than once, dressed up in her clothes, and she would fuck me in my sweet boy-pussy, with a big strap on. We would go and wax our body hair together, and she would share her panties and shoes with me. She would send me to work, wearing stockings and her panties under my trousers and sometimes with a butt plug jammed up my shit hole. A whole new life full of sex and experiences started since that beautiful day. to be continued... If you liked the story so far and want me to continue, please e-mail me with your comments. Thank you for reading, Jim.