Fallen Angel Chapter 11 Althea the School Girl
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The First Time
by AngelsMate
Angel_Fallen
I didn't know what to expect, really. I know she didn't. We were on our way across town to meet a complete stranger in a hotel room. Where (if all went according to plan) she would soon find herself being fucked by the first new man in our over 20-year marriage. And I was going to watch. To say we were both as excited as we were apprehensive is an understatement. This was actually going to happen!
We pulled into the parking lot of the hotel and gazed at each other. "No matter what, I'll always be yours," she whispered in my ear before kissing me one more time. We got out of the car and made our way to the hotel lounge where we would be meeting our new friend, Tom. There was only one guy sitting at the bar drinking alone so we probably could have found him even without the low-res photo we'd seen of him before agreeing to this.
Angel walked up to him and smiled. "Tom?" she asked. "You must be Angel," he replied, standing. "I must be," she said, leaning in for a quick greeting kiss. I watched as she kissed this guy she just met. Just a peck, really, but still this was new territory.
He turned to me and extended his hand. "I'm Tom," he said as I took it. "You have a beautiful wife." I couldn't argue with him there. "Thanks," I said. He helped her into the barstool next to his while I took one on her other side.
"What are you drinking?" he asked. Angel ordered her favorite, Malibu and pineapple. I went with a tall draft, hoping to remain relatively sober in case we suddenly needed to take off. They made smalltalk as I sat there pondering the situation. Was I really going to let this guy fuck my wife? Was she really going to let him?
I watched as they sortof cozied up with each other. He seemed a nice enough guy. Sensing no imminent danger I excused myself to step outside for a smoke. It only took a moment to realize that I could see them through the window from my vantage point. I stood there enjoying my smoke while I watched them talking and laughing. They seemed to be getting along fine but I was sure she was going to chicken out. Every so often she would glance over his shoulder at me and smile before returning her attention to him. She was being pretty flirty with him, touching his arm, sidling up close. She whispered in his ear and they both smiled before she stood and walked out to me.
"So what's going on?," I asked. "He's paying the tab and then we're going to his room," she replied cooly. Cool also described the temperature of all the blood in my body. She was actually going to do it! How far would she go? I pulled her to me and we kissed. Reaching between us she guided my hand casually under her skirt where I discovered that A) she was wearing no panties, and B) that her pussy was soaking wet. I looked in her eyes and she shyly bit her lower lip.
"Are you still ok with this?," she asked. My heart said I should put a stop to this right now. My cock said "Yes I am." She smiled. "This is fun!," she said with a sparkle. She gave me one last quick kiss as Tom came out of the lounge, then walked over to him. She took his arm and as he guided her to the elevator I followed them. I glanced around quickly to see if anybody thought this suspicious. It appeared nobody did.
When the doors closed it was as if I disappeared. She leaned into him, pushing him back against the wall of the elevator, her hands wrapping around him beneath his coat and kissed him. She looked at me to make sure I saw her slipping her tongue in his mouth. He pulled her closer and returned the favor. This was pretty intense. Somehow in all of this it had never occurred to me that she would be kissing the guy.
Ding! The elevator doors opened on Tom's floor and I let them lead the way. He swiped his card at the door and led us into the room. Yup, it was a hotel room alright. We're in this man's hotel room. It's crazy!
The room had two queen-sized beds. She kicked off her heels and as they climbed atop one bed, I sat on the other. They started making out with lots of rubbing and giggling. Surveying the situation I wondered what exactly my role here should be. There's no guidebook on "What to do while a complete stranger fucks your wife." Or maybe there is, who knows? I decided to just be a silent observer. They were ignoring me anyway so I would take some pictures with my phone for my own memories since I was never likely to witness such a thing again in my life.
As they kissed and cuddled he had worked his hand up under her skirt. She gave a short gasp at a stranger's hand between her legs that only intensified her eager tongue fight with this guy. She raised her knee to give him better access and he was quick to take advantage of it. First one and then two of his fingers worked their way into my wife's spread pussy. She moaned in a way I knew so well and pulled him tighter, her mouth never leaving his. I could see her gently starting to rock against his hand. She was really turned on and to be honest I was too.
She unbuttoned Tom's shirt and pulled it from him, tossing it casually on the floor. Her hand ran across his chest and for the first time I noticed the bulge in his pants. So did she. Her nails gently traced the outline of his cock and he moaned happily. She unfastened his belt and loosed his pants, the sound of his zipper being pulled down was hard to mistake.
Still they kissed, with more and more passion. I watched her hand slip into the waist of his underwear and gently free his cock. With mixed feelings I noticed he was a bit larger than I. In for a dime, in for a dollar. Good for her.
She stroked the shaft of his cock and it continued to grow in her hand. She did that little twist thing I like. Apparently he did too. His fingers continued to work her vagina and she continued to let them. Soon she was sprawled across him so that each pull of his cock brought it a little closer to my wife's waiting pussy. Was this it? Was she going to fuck him now? Without a condom?
The questions moved to the back of my mind as I watched her sit up next to him and lift off her top. She reached behind and unfastened her bra, letting it drop to the floor atop his shirt. The metaphor wasn't missed by me.
His hands ran up her bare stomach and closed softly around her tits. She grinned at him, playfully shaking them a bit in his hands. She leaned in and kissed him again before sliding down his body, her nipples gliding across his chest. Her hand milked his cock as she settled in and got comfortable. When she wrapped her left hand around his cock I saw her wedding ring. Our wedding ring. On her hand, guiding his cock into her mouth.
This was one of those moments that is hard to explain. All the stuff up to now, as titilating as it was, had been simple petting. A glorified massage, if you think about it. And some kissing, ok. THIS though... she was actually sucking his cock in front of me! I could see the head of his cock push against the inside of her cheek! Holy crap!
I'm not sure who was enjoying her blowjob more, him or her. The smile on her face as she opened her eyes and looked at me, her tongue making lazy circles around the head of his cock. She kept eye contact with me as she worked his cock deep into the back of her throat. She was being SUCH a little slut! And I was hard as hell.
His moaning intensified as my wife's head bobbed on his cock. He pulled her up to him and kissed her again. Before I knew it she threw her leg across his and straddled him, kissing him on her hands and knees. His cock bounced between her thighs. She teasingly swayed her hips back and forth. I watched as she caught the head of his cock against her labia. His bare cock. Well at least he can't get her pregnant.
Slowly she lowered herself onto him. I watched every inch of that man's cock slide into my dear wife's welcoming cunt. She moaned deeply as she swayed side to side, still kissing and biting at his lips. The movement shifted from side to side to forward and back. She took him all the way inside her, then nearly back out, then all the way back in. Her pussy clung to his cock with each stroke. Soon she was almost panting as she ground against him with urgency like I hadn't seen from her in years.
And she came. Like a firecracker she exploded, arching her back and gasping, "Oh my god..." Her hips bucked wildly against her new friend and I could hear how wet she was. Her face a mix of pleasure and pain as she rode out what I could tell was an incredible orgasm. I've seen it a number of times over the years and I was certainly seeing it now. Honestly, I almost came in my pants watching her. Kudos to Tom for not but he wasn't far behind.
She kissed him again and I could just hear her whisper to him "Now it's your turn." He's grabbing my wife's tits as she rides him like a pony. Her nipples are hard as little rocks. The slight squeaking of the bed became a little louder. My 47-year-old always-faithful wife is fucking the hell out of this guy she met less than an hour ago. Jesus she's wet.
It isn't long before his body starts to stiffen and I wonder if she's going to let him cum inside her. She wouldn't actually do that, would she? Would my wife, the mother of my c***dren, let this complete stranger fill her with his cum? Oh would she.
He let out a moan that could only be described as orgasmic as she bore down on him. His hands on her hips pulled her even tighter. She took him as deeply as she possibly could. It was at that moment that she looked me straight in the eye and through the spasms of her second orgasm said this to me: "Oh honey..." she said. "He's... He's cumming inside me!" It was the single hottest thing I had ever seen. And I loved her more than ever.
I was literally speechless as they took a moment to recover before she climbed off of him. This is typically where she heads to the bathroom to clean up at home. This wasn't a typical night though. She climbed onto my bed and Tom headed to the bathroom.
"Did you like that?" she asked quietly, inches from my face. Brushing against my crotch got her answer. "Oh you DID like that, didn't you?" She unfastened my pants as I laid back. She pulled out my cock and started stroking it softly. Kissing me she took my hand and guided it between her legs. She didn't say a word as she slid my fingers into her still-blossomed pussy. She was dripping wet and we both knew it wasn't all her. She moaned, I moaned.
She ducked down and took my cock in her mouth. Hot and soft and wet she sucked and stroked my cock. Tom returned from the bathroom and sat down quietly to watch. I couldn't exactly object to that, I had just watched him fuck my wife after all.
I looked at my wife's angelic face eagerly working my cock and saw a woman I hadn't seen since before we had k**s. She was a sexual a****l again. She was genuinely enjoying sucking my cock...a guy can tell these things. And she was enjoying being WATCHED sucking my cock. She was clearly making sure he got a good view.
There's no holding back when she's determined and it wasn't long before I was ready. I came in my wife's mouth. I've done that literally hundreds of times over the years but this was different. Again and again, she's swallowing every blast, milking every drop. And she was looking in HIS eyes when she did.
There are some events in your life that fundamentally change you. This was one of those. Sure, there's a certain degree of jealousy but at the same time it's MINDBLOWINGLY horny! Since this first time we've done this dance with a number of strangers and each time she surprises me. I've seen her do things I wouldn't have even been brave enough to ask her to do! And holy crap it was hot!
All those years I had no idea this version of my wife existed. I don't think she did either. We hope you're as happy to find her as we are.
I do have one regret about that first time, though. I forgot to actually take any pictures! :D
by AngelsMate
Angel_Fallen
I didn't know what to expect, really. I know she didn't. We were on our way across town to meet a complete stranger in a hotel room. Where (if all went according to plan) she would soon find herself being fucked by the first new man in our over 20-year marriage. And I was going to watch. To say we were both as excited as we were apprehensive is an understatement. This was actually going to happen!
We pulled into the parking lot of the hotel and gazed at each other. "No matter what, I'll always be yours," she whispered in my ear before kissing me one more time. We got out of the car and made our way to the hotel lounge where we would be meeting our new friend, Tom. There was only one guy sitting at the bar drinking alone so we probably could have found him even without the low-res photo we'd seen of him before agreeing to this.
Angel walked up to him and smiled. "Tom?" she asked. "You must be Angel," he replied, standing. "I must be," she said, leaning in for a quick greeting kiss. I watched as she kissed this guy she just met. Just a peck, really, but still this was new territory.
He turned to me and extended his hand. "I'm Tom," he said as I took it. "You have a beautiful wife." I couldn't argue with him there. "Thanks," I said. He helped her into the barstool next to his while I took one on her other side.
"What are you drinking?" he asked. Angel ordered her favorite, Malibu and pineapple. I went with a tall draft, hoping to remain relatively sober in case we suddenly needed to take off. They made smalltalk as I sat there pondering the situation. Was I really going to let this guy fuck my wife? Was she really going to let him?
I watched as they sortof cozied up with each other. He seemed a nice enough guy. Sensing no imminent danger I excused myself to step outside for a smoke. It only took a moment to realize that I could see them through the window from my vantage point. I stood there enjoying my smoke while I watched them talking and laughing. They seemed to be getting along fine but I was sure she was going to chicken out. Every so often she would glance over his shoulder at me and smile before returning her attention to him. She was being pretty flirty with him, touching his arm, sidling up close. She whispered in his ear and they both smiled before she stood and walked out to me.
"So what's going on?," I asked. "He's paying the tab and then we're going to his room," she replied cooly. Cool also described the temperature of all the blood in my body. She was actually going to do it! How far would she go? I pulled her to me and we kissed. Reaching between us she guided my hand casually under her skirt where I discovered that A) she was wearing no panties, and B) that her pussy was soaking wet. I looked in her eyes and she shyly bit her lower lip.
"Are you still ok with this?," she asked. My heart said I should put a stop to this right now. My cock said "Yes I am." She smiled. "This is fun!," she said with a sparkle. She gave me one last quick kiss as Tom came out of the lounge, then walked over to him. She took his arm and as he guided her to the elevator I followed them. I glanced around quickly to see if anybody thought this suspicious. It appeared nobody did.
When the doors closed it was as if I disappeared. She leaned into him, pushing him back against the wall of the elevator, her hands wrapping around him beneath his coat and kissed him. She looked at me to make sure I saw her slipping her tongue in his mouth. He pulled her closer and returned the favor. This was pretty intense. Somehow in all of this it had never occurred to me that she would be kissing the guy.
Ding! The elevator doors opened on Tom's floor and I let them lead the way. He swiped his card at the door and led us into the room. Yup, it was a hotel room alright. We're in this man's hotel room. It's crazy!
The room had two queen-sized beds. She kicked off her heels and as they climbed atop one bed, I sat on the other. They started making out with lots of rubbing and giggling. Surveying the situation I wondered what exactly my role here should be. There's no guidebook on "What to do while a complete stranger fucks your wife." Or maybe there is, who knows? I decided to just be a silent observer. They were ignoring me anyway so I would take some pictures with my phone for my own memories since I was never likely to witness such a thing again in my life.
As they kissed and cuddled he had worked his hand up under her skirt. She gave a short gasp at a stranger's hand between her legs that only intensified her eager tongue fight with this guy. She raised her knee to give him better access and he was quick to take advantage of it. First one and then two of his fingers worked their way into my wife's spread pussy. She moaned in a way I knew so well and pulled him tighter, her mouth never leaving his. I could see her gently starting to rock against his hand. She was really turned on and to be honest I was too.
She unbuttoned Tom's shirt and pulled it from him, tossing it casually on the floor. Her hand ran across his chest and for the first time I noticed the bulge in his pants. So did she. Her nails gently traced the outline of his cock and he moaned happily. She unfastened his belt and loosed his pants, the sound of his zipper being pulled down was hard to mistake.
Still they kissed, with more and more passion. I watched her hand slip into the waist of his underwear and gently free his cock. With mixed feelings I noticed he was a bit larger than I. In for a dime, in for a dollar. Good for her.
She stroked the shaft of his cock and it continued to grow in her hand. She did that little twist thing I like. Apparently he did too. His fingers continued to work her vagina and she continued to let them. Soon she was sprawled across him so that each pull of his cock brought it a little closer to my wife's waiting pussy. Was this it? Was she going to fuck him now? Without a condom?
The questions moved to the back of my mind as I watched her sit up next to him and lift off her top. She reached behind and unfastened her bra, letting it drop to the floor atop his shirt. The metaphor wasn't missed by me.
His hands ran up her bare stomach and closed softly around her tits. She grinned at him, playfully shaking them a bit in his hands. She leaned in and kissed him again before sliding down his body, her nipples gliding across his chest. Her hand milked his cock as she settled in and got comfortable. When she wrapped her left hand around his cock I saw her wedding ring. Our wedding ring. On her hand, guiding his cock into her mouth.
This was one of those moments that is hard to explain. All the stuff up to now, as titilating as it was, had been simple petting. A glorified massage, if you think about it. And some kissing, ok. THIS though... she was actually sucking his cock in front of me! I could see the head of his cock push against the inside of her cheek! Holy crap!
I'm not sure who was enjoying her blowjob more, him or her. The smile on her face as she opened her eyes and looked at me, her tongue making lazy circles around the head of his cock. She kept eye contact with me as she worked his cock deep into the back of her throat. She was being SUCH a little slut! And I was hard as hell.
His moaning intensified as my wife's head bobbed on his cock. He pulled her up to him and kissed her again. Before I knew it she threw her leg across his and straddled him, kissing him on her hands and knees. His cock bounced between her thighs. She teasingly swayed her hips back and forth. I watched as she caught the head of his cock against her labia. His bare cock. Well at least he can't get her pregnant.
Slowly she lowered herself onto him. I watched every inch of that man's cock slide into my dear wife's welcoming cunt. She moaned deeply as she swayed side to side, still kissing and biting at his lips. The movement shifted from side to side to forward and back. She took him all the way inside her, then nearly back out, then all the way back in. Her pussy clung to his cock with each stroke. Soon she was almost panting as she ground against him with urgency like I hadn't seen from her in years.
And she came. Like a firecracker she exploded, arching her back and gasping, "Oh my god..." Her hips bucked wildly against her new friend and I could hear how wet she was. Her face a mix of pleasure and pain as she rode out what I could tell was an incredible orgasm. I've seen it a number of times over the years and I was certainly seeing it now. Honestly, I almost came in my pants watching her. Kudos to Tom for not but he wasn't far behind.
She kissed him again and I could just hear her whisper to him "Now it's your turn." He's grabbing my wife's tits as she rides him like a pony. Her nipples are hard as little rocks. The slight squeaking of the bed became a little louder. My 47-year-old always-faithful wife is fucking the hell out of this guy she met less than an hour ago. Jesus she's wet.
It isn't long before his body starts to stiffen and I wonder if she's going to let him cum inside her. She wouldn't actually do that, would she? Would my wife, the mother of my c***dren, let this complete stranger fill her with his cum? Oh would she.
He let out a moan that could only be described as orgasmic as she bore down on him. His hands on her hips pulled her even tighter. She took him as deeply as she possibly could. It was at that moment that she looked me straight in the eye and through the spasms of her second orgasm said this to me: "Oh honey..." she said. "He's... He's cumming inside me!" It was the single hottest thing I had ever seen. And I loved her more than ever.
I was literally speechless as they took a moment to recover before she climbed off of him. This is typically where she heads to the bathroom to clean up at home. This wasn't a typical night though. She climbed onto my bed and Tom headed to the bathroom.
"Did you like that?" she asked quietly, inches from my face. Brushing against my crotch got her answer. "Oh you DID like that, didn't you?" She unfastened my pants as I laid back. She pulled out my cock and started stroking it softly. Kissing me she took my hand and guided it between her legs. She didn't say a word as she slid my fingers into her still-blossomed pussy. She was dripping wet and we both knew it wasn't all her. She moaned, I moaned.
She ducked down and took my cock in her mouth. Hot and soft and wet she sucked and stroked my cock. Tom returned from the bathroom and sat down quietly to watch. I couldn't exactly object to that, I had just watched him fuck my wife after all.
I looked at my wife's angelic face eagerly working my cock and saw a woman I hadn't seen since before we had k**s. She was a sexual a****l again. She was genuinely enjoying sucking my cock...a guy can tell these things. And she was enjoying being WATCHED sucking my cock. She was clearly making sure he got a good view.
There's no holding back when she's determined and it wasn't long before I was ready. I came in my wife's mouth. I've done that literally hundreds of times over the years but this was different. Again and again, she's swallowing every blast, milking every drop. And she was looking in HIS eyes when she did.
There are some events in your life that fundamentally change you. This was one of those. Sure, there's a certain degree of jealousy but at the same time it's MINDBLOWINGLY horny! Since this first time we've done this dance with a number of strangers and each time she surprises me. I've seen her do things I wouldn't have even been brave enough to ask her to do! And holy crap it was hot!
All those years I had no idea this version of my wife existed. I don't think she did either. We hope you're as happy to find her as we are.
I do have one regret about that first time, though. I forgot to actually take any pictures! :D
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