Gordon’s HotWife 2.

With all the presents received and enjoyed, we were now alone. I had
opened a couple bottles of wine during the party and we had our glasses
as we sat on the living room sofa. We talked about the some of the
wonderful gifts she got tonight and sipped our wine. I told her just
how beautiful she looked. The family was impressed with her new look
and complimented her at every chance. I just kept thinking of the white
teddy beneath it all.

At one point during our chat, she put her legs up under her so her knees
were facing me. A look came over her face. Not as lustful as the one I
had seen earlier, but along the same line. She was horny and was
waiting for a good tongue licking. She sipped her wine and after
swallowing she slowly licked her lips coating them with a sheen.
Somehow during all this beauty enhancement, she had come to reveal a
seductive side that was starving for attention. I loved the effect it
had on me. She was so hot looking with her smooth skin and red lips and
perfect hair.

“I love you so much Amy,” it was all I could think to say. As usual,
since she had the makeover, I couldn’t say much.

“I love you too Gordon. I never would have thought that I would feel
this way about myself. It’s like a whole new me.” She still smiled
slightly and teasingly at me.

“You look so sexy Amy. I have done nothing but think of you in that
teddy all night. Wondering if your nipples are hard under that loose
sweater. If my eyes were lasers you would have holes burned through
your shirt.” Her and I laughed. She had noticed me lingering my looks
during the night. Some of the other men had also, I noticed.

“I feel more sexy then I have in my life. It feels great. And I owe it
all to you.” We hugged and kissed passionately. My hands were upon her
back and rubbing. The shirt she wore was not one that was tucked in so
I pulled it up a bit until I could get my hands upon her back and feel
the sheer material of the teddy. Our tongues danced with each other to
the music we had on at the moment. My hands worked inside her shirt to
the sides of her C breasts. She moaned at the touch. She was already
so turned on. It always took a lot longer in the past.

After kissing hard for several minutes and feeling her up, she broke our
kiss. This too, was new to her. She rose from the sofa and walked to
the stereo and adjusted it to the nearest dance station. Soon a hard
beat song was on and she started to dance with her back to me. She
shook her ass and let her hands roam over her body. She turned around
and looked deep into my eyes. Her dance didn’t miss a beat. She
lowered her hands and then grabbed the hem at the bottom of her shirt.
She pulled it up very slowly, her head moving from shoulder to shoulder
seductively, all the while slowly licking her lips. She was like one of
those professional dancers from the strip clubs. All her moves were
smooth and seductive, aiming at turning the audience on. It worked,
this audience was turned on.

Amy raised the shirt to reveal more and more of the teddy. She stopped
just before revealing her breasts to me and spun a complete circle. Her
hips were moving back and forth in a wide movement. Finally, she pulled
the shirt up and over her head, revealing her breasts through the thin
see-through material. Sure enough, her nipples were hard as rocks
pushing the material out from her body. Next she snapped her pants and
unzipped them. Then she faced away from me and the hips kept going back
and forth. Each time she would lower the pants just a fraction of an
inch, teasing me mercilessly. I had a hardon like never before, well,
maybe like earlier during my blow job. But it was hard, none the less.

She bent over as far as she could as the pants were descending over her
butt cheeks. The hips moving still making more and more of her pants
fall lower and lower. I could see the back of the teddy where it went
into the crack of her ass. It was like a thong, just one small piece
that went through her ass cheeks to join the material in the front.
Having her bent so far over made the thong part bury itself deep into
her ass. As it came to my eyes I could see her ass totally. She has a
great ass and looked wonderful with her bent over like this. Soon the
pants were around her ankles and she remained bent over facing away from
me. She then took her hand and reached as far between her legs as she
could. Her fingers were spread over her ass and she slowly pulled it
forward until her fingers were brushing against her ass hole before
running over her pussy lips, which were on either side of the flimsy
material. Her pussy lips were engorged and swollen, I knew when I got
to licking her she would cum almost immediately.

She stepped out of her pants and turned again to face me, but continued
the dancing. Her hands were now moving all over her body letting them
feel every inch. She would take more time as her hands passed her tits
or pussy. What a turnon to see. I should have taken pictures to show
you all. She stepped closer and closer until she was in front of me and
leaned forward, letting her tits hang down in front of me. I could see
between the mounds and also saw the length of her nipples poking at the
material. Amy then stood and put one foot up on the arm of the sofa,
exposing herself to me totally. I could see that her pussy was wet as
the fabric was wet also.

She grabbed the back of my head and placed it between her legs. Before
this night, I swear to you, we had the usual kind of married sex. You
know the kind, in the bedroom, and only in the dark, etc. Now, here was
my wife stripping for me and even taking the aggressive role and forcing
my head to her pussy. I wondered what all the gals at the salon had
told her. Whatever it was, I loved it. I kissed the sides of her
thighs near her pussy, licking them tenderly and thoroughly before
moving onto her juicy cunt. She had undone the snap at the bottom
revealing all her pussy to me. My tongue stuck out, I leaned forward
and swiped my tongue over the length of her pussy. I drank in the taste
as a soft moan escaped from her lips.

I then concentrated on her clit, sucking it in and flicking my tongue
over it in all directions. The result was great, her moans became
louder and louder. She never had been boisterous in lovemaking before,
but now it turned me on totally. She grabbed my head harder and pushed
it into her pussy and at the same time began to wiggle her hips and
smear her juices all over my face. I just kept licking the wonderful
taste.

Her hips were rhythmically gyrating into my face as my tongue danced
along her clit and disappeared in her canal. I went at it with
recklessness and soon she started to let go of all inhibitions and came
on my face. Her legs began to slightly shake and shimmer and the juices
of her pussy started to drip as I have never seen them before. I made
her cum with just my tongue, this was another first. I kept lapping
away until she regained her senses somewhat and sat herself down.

“Gordon, that was incredible. That was the most intense orgasm I have
ever had.” She said while catching breaths between the words.

“One good turn deserves another Amy. You deserve it after all it’s your
birthday today.” I said knowing that it wasn’t me that did anything
different, it was my wife. Something had changed inside of her head
that made her cum so intense. I wondered what it was, but thought I
would never find out.

“I am so horny Gordon, I need to have you fuck me right here, right
now.” With those words she got on the sofa so that her chest was on
the back and her knees were on the cushions. Her shaved pussy spread
wide before me dripping with the juices of her orgasm. I hadn’t cum
twice in one day in a very long time, but knew that with all the added
excitement to our marriage today it wouldn’t be a problem.

I moved up behind her and held my dick in my hand and guided it to her
pussy lips. I rubbed the head up and down her swollen pink lips and
coated the tip. Her ass wiggled to get it inside her horny sex starved
pussy. Each time she pushed back to get me inside her I would move away
in an attempt to tease her more and more. It was working perfectly.

“Come on Gordon, put your hard cock deep inside me. I need to feel it
so bad right now. Don’t make me beg for it. Fuck me hard.” She was
pleading with me to fuck her and not to have her beg. In a snap
decision I figured that she wanted to have to beg for it so I played
along with her. If I were wrong I would find out soon as I asked.

“I want to hear you beg for some cock inside you. I want to make sure
your ready to be fucked tonight. Tell me where you want me to stick my
dick and what you want me to do with it when it gets there.” I said in
hopes that is what she wanted to hear.

“Gordon, I want you to take that cock and shove it deep inside my pussy
so I can feel you deep inside me with all your cock. Then I’m going to
move back and forth and make you cum deep inside me until you shoot your
load of seed and make it drip down my pussy lips. Fuck me hard Gordon,
Please.. Mmmm.” She moaned as she ended her wonderful speech.

I then looked as I brought my cock to her pussy and the head slowly
parted the lips. The juices made it slide past the lips with ease as
the shaft started to push inside her. I could feel her grabbing me as
I entered her slowly. It didn’t take long until I was fully inside her
and felt her cunt muscles tighten around my shaft. She then started to
move back and forth like she was rocking herself on my cock. I didn’t
even have to move a muscle to feel the pussy working its magic of
milking my cock.

I let her ride on it for a while until I started to thrust in unison
with her. As my cock would bury inside her our flesh would slap
together. Each time, over and over, slap, slap, slap. Through it all
she was moaning at the feel as was I.

“Oh yeah Amy, just like that. Your cunt feels so good wrapped around my
cock, milking my cum out.” I said as sweat began to build up on my
forehead and chest.

“Fuck your wife sloppy pussy Gordon. Fuck me harder. I want to feel
you pounding your cock into your wife’s slut pussy. Give me cock.” She
had never been so vocal, but who was I to complain at the addition to
our relationship.

We kept fucking each other harder and harder, the pace still not fast
but quicker then normally. “I’m fucking my slut wife’s sloppy pussy so
hard. I want to bury my cum deep inside your pussy so you can feel it
splashing on the walls of your cunt.” If she wanted to talk dirty, then
I figured she wanted to hear dirty too. And as soon as I finished she
started to cum at the words. I could actually feel the pussy convulsing
on my cock as she came. It was wonderful to feel it as its been such a
long time.

“Fuck your whores pussy. Ram that dagger of a cock in me. I want to
feel your cum shoot into me deeply. I want to feel it dripping out of
my slut pussy and down my legs. Oh baby, don’t make me wait, I’m going
to cum again. Cum with me. Fuck me hard shoot for me.. fuck me..Mmmm,”
She ended again with a moan and I could feel her begin another orgasm
around my cock. This time, however, I couldn’t hold back. She had me
so fucking hot that I had to get off in her.

I was slamming my rod deep into her, as hard as I could and she wanted
more, but my balls told me different. Soon my balls swelled and began
to shoot as I buried my cock in to the hilt. I shot a load like I
haven’t done for many years. Maybe 10 years. I was emptying allot of
cum deep inside her. I couldn’t believe how intense it was. The first
shot done, I pulled out and rammed myself hard deep inside her again to
empty the next load. Several more less intense times of this and I was
spent, drained, and finished. I rested on her back till I regained some
consciousness. I could feel our juices mixing around my cock and some
dripping out onto my balls making them cool with contact from the air.

“Gordon, your whore wife made a mess, didn’t she?” Amy asked teasingly.

“My whore made a big mess Amy. Maybe we should get that cleaned up a
bit?” I asked wondering what she would do. I didn’t wait to long.

She moved from her bent over the back of the sofa position and made me
sit on the sofa as she lowered her mouth to my cock and slurped up all
the cum that was still on it. She drank it all down and licked it all
over to make sure she had gotten it all off and clean as directed. I
still couldn’t believe how much of a change had occurred to her.

“There, all clean.” She then got up, without any modesty at all, and
went to the bathroom and cleaned herself. She returned a few minutes
later as I was still laying back on the sofa recovering and thinking of
all that had occurred today. She came to the sofa and sat next to me
and snuggled with her head on my shoulder and playfully ran the tips of
her red fingernails along my shrinking cock. It was very touching. I
hugged her close and kissed the top of her head.

“Oh, you almost made me forget your other present tonight.” I said.

“Another one? Really? Your the best Gordon. What is it? Where is it?”
She asked.

“Well, I hid it upstairs under the bed until everyone was gone, but we
got sidetracked a bit.” We both laughed as I grabbed her up in my arms
and carried her to our bedroom. I set her on the bed and reached under
the bed for her gift and handed it to her.

She hurried to open her present and paper flew all over. The box cover
underneath was lifted off and she moved the light tissue to the side to
reveal her gift. It was a black pair of spandex pants. The kind that
sorta shine when the lights hit then. Its also the kind that hug the
skin so tight that you can tell if she was wearing panties or not.

“Oh honey, these are great, but where could I wear them, to the PTA
meetings?” She said laughingly.

“Well, do you see the other part of the gift in there?”

“Oh, there is more? Oh goodie,” she cooed with delight.

She opened the rest of the tissue and a black shirt with some gold
designs along the shoulders was revealed. It was also pretty tight and
I didn’t know if she would like that or not, but I got it anyways, in
hopes she would at least wear it for me at home. It also had a plunging
neckline that went into the crevice of her cleavage. She would look
great in it and show allot of herself at the same time.

“And this is for girl scouts then?” She held the shirt up to her body,
sizing it up. I heard the sarcasm in her voice, but I also saw the
gleam in her eyes at how much she really did like the new outfit.

“I figured you could wear the pants and shirt with your cowboy boots. I
think you would look great in the outfit, do you like it Amy?”

“I love it Gordon, I don’t know if I could wear it anywhere but here at
home, but I definitely love it. Thanks again for the best birthday a
gal could ask for.”

With the day done we put the gift away and snuggled lovingly on the bed
with her head on my chest and we drifted off to sleep.

Chapter 4 — The next day

I slept soundly that night and my head filled with dreams of sex as I
did. I was woken by my wife bringing me some coffee in bed. She tried
to shake me awake, but that didn’t work all that well. I said and
mumbled but didn’t wake up. It must have taken her about 10 minutes of
gentle nudges and coaxing before I came to. When I did, I couldn’t
believe it, my wife had put on her all black pants and black and gold
shirt that she got before bedtime. She Looked awesome.

“Good morning, sleepyhead,” she said to me lightly.

“And good morning to you too. I see you tried on your outfit. It looks
awesome.” I said.

“It feels weird. I’ve never wore anything like it. I’ve found out a
few things about this outfit too.” She handed me the cup of coffee as I
had sat up. I sipped and cleared my eyes.

“What’s wrong?” I thought perhaps I got the wrong size or something.

“Nothings wrong with it. I love it. It fits so tight and smooth. I
feel almost naked with it and I just about am.” She smiled back at me.

“What do you mean, naked?”

“Well, the pants are so tight that if I wear any kind of panties under
them, then it shows. And you know how I hate lines.” I knew. “And the
top is cut so that I can’t wear a bra either.” I scanned her body and I
could barely make out that she didn’t have either on, unless I looked
really carefully.

“I could hardly tell, but it looks so good on you. I am so happy that
you liked it, I was all prepared to take it back if you didn’t.”

“I love it. I don’t know what came over me, maybe I’m just coming into
my own, but yesterday opened up a whole new life to me and to tell you
the truth, I like it a lot. First off, I haven’t done my hair and nails
and such in so long, I forgot how great it makes me feel about myself
and my body. Then all the talk with the girls about their lives got me
to thinking about lovemaking all day long. I felt so good, I wanted to
try a few things. That’s why I got the teddy yesterday. And also why I
gave you head. And again why I did it with you in the open on the sofa.
And why I talked a little dirty to you. It was mild compared to what
those girls had told me, but it really turned me on like they said.”

“What else did they tell you? All those things made me so horny
yesterday. I can’t wait to find out what other little girl secrets they
told you.” I was wide awake now and paying attention.

“Well, some of the girls are really wild and I couldn’t do half of what
they do. They are all so beautiful and it surprised me how open they
were about all their experience. I never really worried about it before
and it opened up my curiosity.” She said to me as she sat on the bed.

“Your the most beautiful woman I know Amy. I really believe that.
Before when we would go out I always knew that you would get the looks
and leers that the other girls did, if you would wear a bit different
style of dress. I never doubted it, but knew you didn’t like to dress
that way so I wouldn’t get jealous or whatever. I know you would be the
center of attention if you went out in that outfit you have on now. If
you don’t want to, I understand.” I was really wondering what the girls
had told her that she hadn’t revealed yet.

“Maybe just to try it out on time, I don’t know though. Anyways, what
those girls do covered a wide range. Some do lingerie shows for guys,
some are like escorts, and some just love sex.” Amy said.

“What was the person that you most wanted to be like. I don’t mean to
actually do it or anything, but which one got your mind to thinking
about the possibilities.” I asked.

“Well, I think it was the girl that did modeling. She gets to wear
allot of different and new lingerie and even gets to keep a bunch. She
said that she gets so turned on just doing the modeling that she goes
home to her husband and fucks him after each session. She said the
photographer is a real professional and makes her so comfortable and at
ease that it makes it easy for her. She said he makes up stories and
talks as she models to get her to look sensuous. She thought it was the
stories that kept her coming back again and again. Well, that and the
effect it had on her sex life.”

“Maybe you could try that,” I stated wondering if she would want to or
not, “just once and see if you liked it. I know you would come home and
we would get it on again. Maybe we should try it and see what you
think?” I wondered how she would handle it.

“You want me to pose? I don’t know Gordon. I get so shy, you know
that. I just don’t know.” She was asking my permission rather then
thinking about it. Like I say, after years of marriage you can read
minds sometimes.

“I would like to see the pictures and see whether you liked it or not.
Who knows you may be on the cover or a magazine sometime.” We laughed
at the ridiculous idea, but enjoyed the talk. “Besides, you could get
some lingerie, which I love to see you in. What do you think?”

“Maybe I’ll ask her for the number and try it. You sure you’d be ok
with it?” She asked.

“Yeah, find the number and we’ll plan it from there.” I figured what
was the harm in looking into it.

“Ok, enjoy your coffee.” With that she left the room and went
downstairs. I sipped my coffee and dreamed of the possibilities. She
returned about 5 minutes later.

“Ok, I got the number.” She held a piece of paper in her hand.

“Wow, that was quick.” She has always been resourceful.

“Yeah, the girls all gave me their numbers in case I needed some fast
makeover or tips on it.” So she had all their numbers, interesting. “I
called and she gave me the name and number. All we have to do is call
if your still interested?”

“Here’s the phone,” I handed it to her, figuring if she wanted to stop
now, she could. Instead, she grabbed the phone and dialed!

She introduced herself and told him that she had met this girl who
modeled for him and that she was interested in some light modeling of
lingerie also. I could only make out my wife’s end of the conversation.
She must have been asked her measurements and height and weight and hair
color and such. She answered all the questions. There was some pauses
that I assumed were him telling her about the photo shoots. At the end
of one, my wife giggled and turned red. Pretty soon the conversation
was over and my wife said she would be there.

“So?” I asked.

“He said he would love to shoot me, and bet his camera would love me
too. I set an appointment for later today. 1Pm.” This was moving
fast, but also built up in me how gorgeous my wife is when she wanted to
be. She was beaming. “I figured I had better do it today, so that my
hair and nails are still good.”

“Can I come and watch?” I asked again.

“No, he said he only shoots alone so he doesn’t get distracted. Besides
he said he would give me all the photos for you to look at later. And
this is only a test shoot, to see if I have what it takes for modeling
the outfits. He has a few models, but is always looking for fresh faces
to model for him. Who knows, I may not even make the grade.” She said.

“You’ll make the grade and then some, Amy. I told you that your the
most beautiful woman I know and I am certain that the pictures will show
you that also.” I was trying to build her confidence and saw a smile
and got a hug for it too.

“We’ll see hon. We’ll see.”

The rest of the morning, she got ready to go. I got up and did some
chores around the house. Finally it was about 12:30 and Amy had to go.

Chapter 5 — The photos

I sat around the house and wondered just how revealing she would get
during her photo shoot. It was driving me wild with lust. I wanted to
see the action as it happened, but instead I had to sit at home as my
wife showed her body to the photographer. I wondered what colors he
would choose for her, or what poses she would be in. All this kept
running through my mind as I waited. I didn’t even know just how long
the whole photo shoot would take and that just added to my anxiety.
Finally about 5pm she drove into the garage.

She walked into the house with a bag, which I had assumed was the
lingerie she had worn for the shoots. It looked quite full. After all,
once a gal wears lingerie you can’t really sell it as new again. And
imagining Amy and how wet she gets, I didn’t think anyone would want to
wear or see them, except me.

Amy had a distant look about her. Very tired and in need of relaxing.

“So, how did it go lover?” I asked to break the ice.

“I didn’t realize how much work went into posing for something like
that. First, I had to fight off the excitement of being in front of a
total stranger in nothing but some lace and thin material. Then all the
changes. Then all the different uncomfortable poses. It was allot of
work. Why don’t we get some supper and then relax as I tell you about
the rest of the shoot.”

I hadn’t expected another part to the shoot. Maybe I missed something.
But, I kept my thoughts in and went and got her a drink and made
something for us to eat. I didn’t think she would feel like cooking
after her long day. We ate quietly watching TV. I took the dishes out
to the kitchen and then returned with a bottle of wine for us to talk
over.

I told her how gorgeous she looked. We made small talk for the first
couple of glasses until she was relaxed. Finally she began to open up a
bit and tell me her story. It seemed to be eating at her a little, but
the wine would loosen that up and let her tell. I pried a bit more and
finally she relented to tell me. Well, she didn’t say she would tell
me, but she would show me.

She then got up and went to the bedroom to change. She took the bag
full of goodies with her. She then came back down and I lost it. Holy
shit. She looked great. She had on a short red dress that came
together in the cleavage and had a gold broach there. It had no straps
on it so that you could see the tops of her lucious tits. She had on
nylon stockings that were black. She also had on high heels of black
and showed off her legs wonderfully. To top it off, she had a string
pearl hanging around her neck. She didn’t look like a hooker, like some
of you might think, but she looked like we were just about to go to a
gala event. Very classy and very sexy. I soaked it in.

She swayed along the floor walking towards me. She then didn’t sit on
the sofa with me, but sat in a chair across from me.

“Ok, Gordon, I am going to tell you about the entire day, but you have
got to promise me that you won’t get mad or upset or you can forget it.”
I figured that she had shown her privates and thought I would get mad.

“Sure, Amy, no problem, so what happened?”

“Ok, let me tell you about the photographer. He works freelance for a
bunch of magazines so that there are all types of photos he needs.
Glamour, sixteen, people, and others to name a few. He also does some
photos for resorts and motels and things like that. He explained all
this to me when we started and so I’m telling you now. Then he said he
did some adult magazines also, but that was always up to the model.
There would never be pressure to have anyone do those, but it did pay a
lot better then the others. He said about 5 times as much. I knew I
wouldn’t do that so I just sat and listened to him tell.

“He then said that he would start out with some head shots of me. I
didn’t have to change, but he had me sit in front of this background
blanket like thing as he took shots of me. He said that if I was
interested in modeling, I could use them for the portfolio that everyone
asked for. Anyway, we did that, him shooting my face while he told me
what direction to hold it and how to look. He told me how beautiful I
was and I really felt good about myself. He made it very comfortable to
be in front of the camera. I think that was the reason he had me do it.
I mean, with all the lights flashing you want to flinch and move, but
after a while you get used to it. He said I was a natural, that I got
the pose he wanted right away and didn’t flinch when the lights went
off.

“We finished that and then he said that he needed to finish some shots
for a glamour shoot of dresses. That’s where this dress came from. I
guess the people that want the photos send him the dresses and he fits
the model in them and takes the pictures and gets to keep the dresses.
He liked the results and so I got the job and he doesn’t wear dresses,
that I know of, so I get to keep the dress. I think it’s gorgeous, what
do you think so far?”

“I think the dress looks stunning, as do you, you have a glow about you
as you tell me. I can’t wait to see and hear about all the rest of the
shots. You really look beautiful.” I said, transfixed with her tale of
her modeling job. I didn’t even think of what the extra money would
mean to us. I just wanted to hear the story.

“Thanks, Gordon. I really feel beautiful too. So that took about an
hour and he said that if I wanted to make some more money he had another
job or two that he could find. I asked how much I made if I got the
dress job we just took. He said I already got the job and he was going
to write me a check for 5,000. I was amazed to say the least. I asked
if he meant 5,000 dollars and he said, yeah, 5,000 dollars. Just for
sitting in a dress and getting pictures taken. I asked what the other
pictures were that he needed. He said that he had do some leg photos
with nylons on for a lingerie catalog. I guess like Adam and eve, or
Frederick’s of Hollywood or something.

“Anyways, I didn’t see anything wrong with showing my legs for some
extra cash. So I agreed. He said great and that the nylons I had on
were the ones he needed. He had me stand while he did some arranging
around the set. Things were moved and the background changed and
finally he was ready to shoot. He had me put my leg on a chair and pull
up my dress to show the tops of my stockings so he could shoot them.”
As she told me she stood and placed her foot up just like she had for
the photos. I saw that she had on stockings and garters. Her legs are
great.

“He took some shots this way. Then he had me turn around and he took
some of the back of my legs. I had to pull the dress up to the bottom
of my ass, almost showing my panties, but not quite. He said perfect
and shot more and more. There wasn’t much to the shoot for the
stockings so we finished quick. He said that was 2,000 more and if I
wanted to do more he had lots of work for me. Again, I asked what kind
of shots. He said that he had some shots due for a man and a woman with
little on sleeping on a bed. It was for a soft magazine and it paid
5,000. I was already excited and figured since there wasn’t anything
naked that nothing would happen. I didn’t answer him right away, so he
said that if I felt uncomfortable during anything , we would call it
quits. No questions asked. I stated to really think about it allot in
that brief time, and got more and more excited. I figured I could work
myself up and come home to you and fuck your brains out anyways, so I
said Ok, lets do it.”

“He then said to wait while he made a call to get the guy that wanted
the shoot. He was a regular and didn’t live far away. If he were home
he could be over in 5 minutes, while I changed. So he dialed, and I
went to change. I came out, having put on a robe, and he told me that
it was a go. The guy would be over in 5 minutes. We made small talk as
we waited and finally the door bell rang in the studio. The two men
came in and we met each other. The guy was in the late to mid twenties
and very good looking. He left to go change into his sleep wear also.
He came out without a rob and had the best body I have ever seen. His
muscles were all defined and he had a stomach that rippled.

“The shoot involved a bed, so the two of them moved in a bed to the set.
The sheets were put on and things were ready in short order. The
photographer told us to get on the bed. We did. Then he instructed us
to lay face to face and pretend we were sleeping. Let me go change
while you think about that, I’ll be right back.” With that she left to
go change into her sleep wear from the shoot. I waited patiently and she
returned wearing a rob again.

“This was the robe I had on.” She then sat on the sofa and had me go to
the chair opposite her, while she played out the scenario. She took off
the rob and revealed the ‘sleep wear’ she had underneath. To be honest,
there was hardly anything there. It was like a shirt that had a tie
just around her tits. But you could see everything about her, the
curves of her breasts, the nipples, everything. It was white and she
had on a pair of see through panties to match, along with stockings that
didn’t need a garter, white also. She looked super. I already wanted
to take her and fuck her brains out, but she had her story to tell.

“And this was the sleep wear we were shooting. The guy, the rippled
one, had a matching pair of boxers for his part. They were really sexy,
and the strong legs he had, along with the 6-pack stomach really had me
going. So we got to the face to face shooting and the photographer
would have us move slightly this way and that, moving our legs one time,
then the arms the other. There was no contact between us, just regular
photos. Then our director said to get in the spoon position, so I
turned over and the guy slid up behind me and the photographer said to
have him drape his arm over me. He smelled so good and we were fully
dressed, I didn’t have a problem with it.

“He shot us like that for a bit before asking the guy to rest his hand
on the side of my breast. I was sort of worried and then thought of the
extra money, and went with the flow. I was totally aroused and knew my
nipples were poking out through the see through fabric.” I looked over
at her lying on the sofa and her nipples were definitely poking out
straight. “He took the shots and didn’t like them because he said ‘no,
no, no’. The guy on the bed asked what he wanted and was told that it
had to look like we were married and sleeping. I guess that the guy
with me was tense also. The guy said he was sorry for being so tense,
but he couldn’t help it. He was to excited at the moment. The
photographer just asked him to look natural and get his shit together so
we could finish the shoot.”

“Well, the guy shook the cobwebs out of his head and said he was ready.
We resumed the spooning and his hand on my breast. This time the hand
was covering more of my breast. He was almost touching my nipple.” On
the sofa, she held her hand to her breast to show me what it was like.
“Several shots were taken, and apparently, they were ok, we didn’t get
any complaints.”

“He then had the guy lie down and me to put my head on his bulging chest
and pretend we were sleeping again. As I lay my head down to get the
shot right, I looked down, I couldn’t help it, but the guy with me had a
raging hardon poking up in his boxers. The director swore ‘Shit, how
are we going to get this with a hardon in the way, how can I cover THAT
up?’ The guy with me said that maybe, and he was very hesitant about
saying it, but that if I put my hand over it, then it wouldn’t get in
the shot. The director smiled at the resilience of the male model.”

“I put my hand down there very hesitantly. One shot was taken, but the
photographer didn’t like it, I was to tense. He said to just think of
him as my husband, no biggie. And that’s what I did, I thought of you
Gordon. Well, that did the trick, because he took allot of pictures.
His cock was in my palm and I could feel it pulsing once in a while as
we lay there. It was really big and very hard. I was really getting
hot and bothered and hoped that we were done so I could come home to you
for a good fucking.”

“Ok, the photographer said, that’s enough of the sleeping pictures. I
was relieved so I could get home, but then added that we just needed to
do the pillow talk, as if we were going to bed for the night. He had us
face to face again. He said to hug and talk in whispers as he shot the
pictures. The fronts of our bodies were in contact and I could feel his
hardon coursing against my panties, which were getting wet. The guy
told me to relax and how very beautiful I was. He said if I weren’t
married, he would ask me out as his girlfriend. I was flattered and
hugged him because I was so touched at his words.”

“You want me to tell you the rest Gordon?” I was broken from my trance.

“Hell yeah, this is totally hot, something you hear about all the time,
but don’t know anyone that it’s happened to.” I was riveted to each
word of hers. I wondered where it would go.

“Ok. So, while we were hugging, he kissed me lightly on the cheek. The
photographer liked it and said ‘perfect, more of that’ and so we began
to kiss lightly at first. He had such soft lips. I just cleared my
mind and thought of you and I in bed. It was you I was kissing. Our
bodies reacted and our hands roamed. I ran my nails up and down his
back and felt the strong muscles of his body. He had his hands up and
down my back and grabbed my ass fully, pulling me into him. Again, the
director loved it.”

“We were really getting into our scene and the light kisses turned into
long lingering kisses full on the lips. Our tongues met and played with
each others. I came to, when I felt my hands on his muscular ass. I
held it and pulled it to me as he had done to me. His cock pushed into
my belly. I was so wet at this point that they could have asked me to
do anything and I would have. I didn’t care anymore at that point.”

“The guy with me reached up and cupped my tit and squeezed them full.
My nipples were about to explode with desire for the touches. And you
know how excited I get with my tits. He must have known, because his
hands worked them over good. Finally, he pinched my nipples through the
material and I had my first orgasm. I was so turned on. My hand found
the way to the front of his shorts and feel his huge bulging cock. I
grabbed it and worked it up and down.”

“Just after I grabbed his cock, he started to play with my pussy through
the material. He knew what he was doing there also, and had me building
towards another orgasm. Just before I was to go off again, the
photographer said it was a wrap. I was crushed. I needed to get off so
badly. I have never felt like that before. I must have voiced my
objections to stopping with a ‘Not now, please let me finish’ because
the photographer said to keep going in just a minute. I didn’t care
what he was doing, but could hear him working moving things around. I
just held onto that thick hard cock through the shorts and he started to
play with my pussy some more.”

“My guy whispered how hard he was and that he would love to have me jack
him off. I didn’t hesitate and took out his cock and played with it.
It was bigger then I thought. It must have been 7-8 inches long and
about 2 inches wide.” Just then Amy stopped and again left the room to
go get something. She returned and had a video and popped it in the VCR
and pushed play. She then had me come and sit with her on the sofa.

It showed this guys cock in my wife’s small hands. It was truly a huge
cock. Mine was no comparison. She was jerking it up and down on the
screen, I couldn’t believe my eyes. Amy took out my cock and began to
do the same thing as we watched the action. Their kissing was so
passionate I thought they would bruise their lips. She was totally
turned on as she said. I then watched the guy whisper into her ear
again. She kissed him and then moved down to suck his cock, along the
way kissing his nipples and stomach all over. She then opened her red
lips and took his cock head in her mouth. I could see her licking with
her tongue like it was a lolly pop. Then she sucked as much of the cock
in her mouth as possible, about 3/4 of the way.

The guy put his hands on her head and pushed her down on his pole. She
fought a little, but eventually working more and more of his cock into
her mouth. She was deep throating this monster cock and I was watching.
I was too turned on to be jealous at this point. Also, my wife had
gotten down and was sucking my cock and deep throating it, although she
didn’t have trouble with my small dick.

The guy then started to rub on her pussy through the panties and my wife
wiggled her ass around and around, back and forth. She wanted to get
off again. The guy pulled on the convenient tie string on the sides of
the panties and removed them. Apparently the video camera was hand
held, because it moved over to her exposed wet pussy and moved for a
close-up of it. She was wet all right. The guy then inserted his
finger into her and her body jerked in response. The camera was still
on close-up so as he drew out his finger you could see it coated with
her cunt juices. It was totally hot.

He kept fingering her hole and then added another finger, two of them
thrusting deep into her cunt, getting soaked at all her wetness. Then a
third finger. His thumb would twitch around her clit each thrust in he
made and sometimes he would hold his fingers inside her and move his
thumb around her clit, it worked. Soon you could actually see her
orgasm start. The sound was on and you could hear her scream in ecstasy
as her head wasn’t sucking cock any more. The fingers worked her
through the second orgasm.

My wife then rolled onto her back. She was spent. The guy then lifted
her legs up and placed them on his shoulders. He looked down and smiled
into the camera. He then brought his hips forward with his huge ape
cock leading the way. He ran his hands up and down her thighs and
finally it came the time to enter my very willing wanton wife.

This is where I started the story:

Softly she moans as he enters her for the first time. His cock softly
parting her fine blond pussy hair. She feels each and every portion
begin to slide in her. Her juices flowing so that the cock easily
slides in more and more. She spreads her legs further in hopes of
coaxing more of that delicious cock inside her. She is overcome with
desire like she has never felt before. She is moaning lightly, “fuck
me, just fuck me now”. The words are hidden within the moans of her
passion at this sinful sexual desire.

Finally, his entire cock is buried inside her womb. The head of his
cock bumping against the cervix, which she has never felt before. Her
husbands cock is much to small to have this happen. She had never known
how great and filling and sexually passionate a good hard long cock
could feel until this moment. Her husband would never make her feel
like a complete woman as she does at this moment, and I should know, I
am her husband, Gordon.

I watched the entire scene. This guy fucked her good, and with a horse
cock besides. I knew I could never fulfill her as this man had. I felt
bad, but watching it excited me.

He started to slowly guide his cock in and out of her in long strokes.
When it was fully inside her he would push a bit to make her body move
up on the bed. Then he repeated the fucking stroke. The pace picked
up a bit and the camera went to my wife’s full tits to see them bouncing
as the pace of the fucking. It was a great angle as you could see her
stiff nipples sticking up and out fully. Her screams to get fucked
continued over and over.

After about 10 minutes of fucking the guy was ready to shoot. My wife
had several more orgasms and was leaking like a sieve. The camera
showed the juices flowing down to her ass and how slick it was. The guy
asked where she wanted his huge load of cum. My wife just scream to
fuck her as she was cuming too. He spread her legs off to the side and
the camera was on top looking down. His huge cock slide in and out and
then you could see it swell slightly as he began to shoot his cum deep
into my wife’s pussy. That set her off and she started to scream like
never before. The were having a mutual orgasm, something we hadn’t done
much of.

The video ended when he was done and he lay upon her and they kissed, he
leaned his head down and licked her nipples and bit them slightly.

Somewhere in the video as my wife was sucking me off I had shot my load.
I searched my mind to find a meaning to all that had happened in the
past day. My wife of all these years had turned into a fuck machine and
then had another guy. Deep inside I knew it wouldn’t be the last by a
long shot. I had gotten what I wanted, a wife that was desirable in
every way. What I hadn’t expected was loosing a part of her. The
lustful side of her. From now on there would only be total lust for the
guys with huge cocks.

So why did I write this story you might ask? Well, there is a moral to
it after all. You know morals, if at first you don’t succeed, or a
penny saved is a penny earned, etc. Well, this one is quite different.
And I hope you all learn it. Early to bed, early to rise, makes Amy
horny between the thighs.