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I had left my managers job a couple years before to be a say at home mom when our third came along. My husband was working for a national company and being the newest sales rep, was assigned the worst territory and the most s**ttered. Frankly I was occasionally going stir-crazy and sort of feeling neglected. When I worked, I enjoyed the men watching me walk past and even though I was management, received many compliments and covert date requests, which I never accepted. You may presume I have a slight exhibitionist streak and I was beginning to miss being approvingly noticed.
A late 20s’ just over 5 and half feet tall and about 120 pounds this white wife wore a b+ bra and my husband loved me wearing short skirts and being braless, especially on the few times we could go out. We would play by the fireplace and he took many photos of me naked and using my vibrators, which I suspected he enjoyed showing to other men, but really didn’t want to know.
One day getting home a bit late and after we fed and put the 2 k**s to bed and were preparing for tomorrow, he told me of his day. It consisted mostly of no or not yet customers and he his last call was a travel agency. He told me the owner “Zee” was about mid 30s and thought some mailing and shipping packets could be useful in his growing business. My husband told me this:
I stopped at this place late in the day and the owner (Zee) wanted some information so invited me in. I showed him some products that might meet his requirements and accidently knocked some stuff off his desk. Hurrying and apologizing, I began to gather up the stuff and noticed a bunch of photos of a pretty woman in a bikini and topless and naked. He laughed and hoped I was not offended by his very pretty wife’s photos but I complimented the photos and assured him I was not, in fact liked to take pictures of my wife.
The staff had gone by then and we talked a bit about how we both like to show them off and I mentioned I had your album in the car. (Why, I asked, but was ignored) Zee said he would love to see them if he could, so I showed him your photos.
{My NUDE photos, what did he say about them? I found myself asking instead of getting mad I knew most were me naked, on a beach, using a vibrator in the living room and in public places.}
He liked them, especially the ones of you using the vibrators. He thought your pussy looked delicious and said you were incredibly beautiful.
{Did he really? Did you really show him me naked? Did he say anymore? Again I found myself asking, still fascinated but not at all angry.}
Well, in order, Yes he really said that: I did proudly show him my naked wife and enjoyed him looking: He said he would love to meet you and have a drink! {You mean fuck me? Is this some of you fantasy of getting me fucked by another man/men?} Fucking you was not mentioned, he said he wanted to meet you and have a drink or three. I am certain though, if you send the right message, he would cheerfully fuck you silly. If you agree to meet him, he wants you to dress sexy. Like no bra or panties, short skirt, unbuttoned blouse thing. You know just like I like you to dress, maybe sexier even. You sound interested and I hope you’ll fuck him, but....
I briefly thought about it and asked would you get a good, a big order but was told it would not hurt, but there was no promise, this was separate and was not a quota meeting package. I thought of a few points; I might convince this Zee to buy something which would help the paycheck, I was bored being home all the time with no adult conversations, my husband wanted me to meet this guy and I had not been out on my own or with anyone else for weeks. I told him I would give it some thought but don’t get excited. But the prospect of going on a husband approved date to talk about anything but k**s and bills was exciting to me and the fact this guy had seen me naked, even using a vibrator on my pussy even lusting for me, added to that excitement. I already decided I’d go, my boredom would likely give me a slut mind-set.
That evening we made love by the fireplace and Gene was exceptionally horny, recovering twice more claiming the excitement of Zee’s comments and my considering going on that date. Nothing more was said for a few days, I forgot about it and the exhilaration faded away. Then Gene told me he stopped there again and Zee hadn’t decided about the equipment but asked if I was interested to have a drink. He said I had a date in 2 1/2 hours and I said I better start getting ready.
My husband took over the normal chores and we put the k**s to bed then I chose the outfit. He came in suggesting a front zipped (waist to hem) mini skirt,(I want Zee to be able to pull it up and expose you he said) no panties or no bra and a nearly sheer blouse. I insisted on panties, wearing crotchless sheer ones. When I asked if I should take condoms as I was not on birth control and ovulating, my husband realized I had not ruled out fucking and told me I could but he didn’t think they’d be needed and he rather I went bare back. I insisted he would use a rubber or not fuck me, so he got a couple for me and as I tucked them away, I felt a tiny burr on one. In the car I looked closely at the package and saw a tiny hole poked through the center of the package so it would break and fill me with sperm anyway and had to giggle.
I was excited as I drove to the store entrance meeting place then suddenly realized I had no idea who to look for, no description but remembered he had seen pictures of me and would know me plus I was dressed sexy and revealing as he requested. That is if he looked at my face instead of tits and pussy. I didn’t want to appear too eager so I killed a few minute in a store before sitting on a nearby bench.
After about 10 minutes later, a passing guy gives me the once over, smiles and winks and goes into the store. I wondered if he might be my “date” but was puzzled he said nothing. A few minutes later he came out, looked around and said HI to me. I answered and moved over, he sat and we talked a few minutes before I asked if he was Zee.
“Answer a couple questions first,” was his reply and continued “You’re here to meet this Zee so would you share the circumstances, please?”
Thinking he was being careful, I recounted my husband’s and his first meeting and “showing you my photos” then today telling me we had a date. He nodded, asked what kind of photos and my bashful reply “naked ones” continued to ask; of course your name is Susan? I laughed saying he knew my name was Barb and again that nod. Then he asked if I brought any of the photos and Gene had insisted I bring some of the more explicit ones, so, blushing, showed them to him. He smiled widely and said I sure
looked good enough to eat to which I only smiled in return. Then he suggested we have a drink and we moved to a bar inside that mall. He ordered us a martini, (my favorer drink) that I usually only drink with my husband because this powerful drink can eradicate my inhibitions and I assumed Gene had told Zee what to order. Facing each other sitting
on bar stools in a low lit area, those martinis soon eliminated any objection to his hand slipped up my thigh and coaxing my knees to part just a little. Sipping my second martini, I realized he had move the zipper up and was touching my clit and I (a) was liking it, (b) two other guys had joined us and were intent on my skirt no longer hiding his fingers at work (c) I should find a change of direction so asked why he called himself Zee.
He looked strangely at me and told me his name was David then I realized he never had confirmed his identity. I discovered I was not with who I expected. I also realized he had been stroking my clit quite a while and that I really enjoyed it and recalled a couple small climaxes. I recalled my driving in thoughts.
I also became aware the two additional men while talking had unbuttoned my blouse, not that the transparency and a nearby “black light” really hid my breast anyway, and my skirt was unzipped to my waist fully displaying my crotchless panties, well really most of my body. Fumbling both more closed, I recalled how in my confusion David has shared the initial greeting with his two (softball) pals and now asked me to show them my naked pictures, which I did.
Suddenly I telling them about my husband loving to show me off, his fantasy of me fucking other men (I knew instantly that was a mistake), and with tongue in high gear, brain in neutral, I told them how I missed being out, and appreciated (I noticed my blouse and skirt was open again) and all about this arrangement that “left me here with 3 men I don’t know fingering my pussy and showing my tits to the world and I need to leave!” This elicited some laughter that relaxed me again. I made the decision to go home before I got gang fucked, although someplace this tiny voice from someplace was urging “go for it!”
When I announced I was going home before I really did something wrong, Aaron, who was incredible black guy, said, “Wait a minute, it seems your husband set you up on a date and dressed you very attractively and sexy proclaiming it would be ok if you got fucked, right?” I foggily worked my way through that logic and agreed. Well seeing as Zee stood you up and here we are, why not take home a pussy full of our sperm for him, he continued. I responded to that, “OH you can’t come in me, I am ovulating now!” Then came the convincing salvo of “Well he must know that and wants someone to get you pregnant, right?” I giggled answering, “It does seem like that, doesn’t it?”
Suddenly we, me included, were discussing where we could fuck. The black guy had a van just outside and they could rearrange the seats and fuck me on the floor. They installed me in the front seat to work on the seats when David said if my husband sent me out to be fucked, why didn’t I take them home and he could watch, join us fucking your luscious body. If that happened they could still fuck me in the van and I liked that idea.
I decided to call my husband if for no other reason than to have him talk sense into me and one of them agreed to let me use his phone. They had put it on speaker as I told Gene I missed his pal but had mistook another guy for him ( you never told me what he looked like you know and had a drink or two before I found that out. He told me that Zee had called soon after I left saying he could not make the meeting, his wife’s mother had a problem and had no way to inform me.
I told him I had my mistaken guy and later, two of his pals had all talked about my date and “we are talking now talking about them gang-fucking me and I need you either talk me out of it or shall I bring them home and gang bang me there?”
My husband breathlessly asked, “You sound as if you want them to fuck you, and here at home? Then he told me, “I’ll get your toys, light a fire and lay a blanket on the floor!” and hung up. I looked at the guys and asked whose going to drive me and my car and headed for my car. As Larry drove me and when we soon pulled into our driveway, I had thrown my clothes into the back seat. I was able to navigate ok now and led the way inside to find my husband had laid out a blanked and my vibrators by the lit fireplace. I asked if he was sure about letting other men fucking me because I was ready. Just then the black man and other white guy came inside. Gene looked at them and eyes lit up when he saw Aaron, the black man.
They watched me vibrate through a couple more orgasms as Gene’s camera flashed and bright video lights came on, then David took my toy away and knelt between my spread legs to put a rubber on, (I gave him one of my husband’s “doctored” condom) then I guided his cock into me and a few seconds later he was balls deep inside my cunt and fucking me hard. I could not stop coming as I was looking at the strange man on top of me and enjoying the different feeling of his strange cock thrusting in and out. I realized his grunting was saying he was going to come and open my legs wider. David thrusting was getting faster and harder and suddenly I felt him slamming hard and far inside me and a hot liquid gush, just like when Gene comes in me. I had another orgasm and soon David softened and pulled out displaying a broken rubber and my pussy full of sperm.
Almost immediately Larry was inside my now sperm lubed pussy and pounding his large stiff cock into me. Very soon I began fucking him hard. Soon, almost too soon, I had coaxed his sperm into my hopefully fertile pussy and it was the black man’s turn.
Aaron mounted me, his 10 inch cock slid easily and deeply into my greedy cunt and I was begging him to fuck me hard. He was more than willing drove me across the floor. I could feel his cock forcing the white guys sperm our of me then he began to move differently and I was begging, demanding he pump his sperm deep inside me as I pulled my legs and hips up and spread wide open. Aaron drove very deep and I whimpered with pain on his depth in me, then I felt a fire hose unleash into my ovaries. God I think that man gave me a pint of sperm; my heels were pounding his ass deeper inside.
He rested on me panting, and then gave my husband a turn. He slammed into me and we sucked tongues as we fucked. I was amazed he didn’t come immediately, and then he began telling me he was hoping they would knock me up. I had to come again and that triggered his load.
I lay spread wide and they admired and photographed my wide open hole drooling gobs of sperm when Aaron announced he was ready to breed me again. That night all 4 men took 2 turns at me, Aaron fucking and coming inside me three times. Oddly enough after I showered and rinsed my possibly pregnant pussy it was not quite midnight.
Gene saw Zee the next day and was told his wife’s mother had an auto accident but had minor injuries. He told Zee of my gang bang and Zee wanted to meet/date/fuck me the next weekend. We met him at a local restaurant. I wore no underwear and a front buttoned dress. Gene left us to talk and he soon had my tits and pussy exposed. Soon I was the center of 4 or 5 guys, and then signaled my husband to get a table and rescue me. During dinner, Zee felt my tits and fingered my cunt. Our waitress noticed and confided if this was my first time, I would love it. Her husband shared her out too.
After dinner in the parking lot, we discussed what next and I said I wanted to go home just us two, that I was tired and didn’t feel well. I knew both were disappointed and explained to my husband I got very bad vibes from Zee.
Gene went to take the sitter home, I stripped and pulled out the sofa bed and had just began playing with two vibrators. I noticed the headlight flash as Gene returned but didn’t come inside immediately. When he did he told me he looked in the window to see if Zee was fucking me and assured me he didn’t tell him come over. I had one vibrator in my pussy and the other on my clit driving me to an intense orgasm. Later Gene asked if it was Zee’s cock in me and I replied, No it was Aaron’s big black cock.
A few days later, I called Aaron and invited him to visit again, and he suggested that we either come to his place to watch a football game with 4 of his buddies or get a hotel room. The thought zipped past me that I bet I don’t see much of that game. I may later tell if we hooked up. Anyway Zee did make a purchase but I refused to meet him again. All in all, those nights out were not a waste of time.
A late 20s’ just over 5 and half feet tall and about 120 pounds this white wife wore a b+ bra and my husband loved me wearing short skirts and being braless, especially on the few times we could go out. We would play by the fireplace and he took many photos of me naked and using my vibrators, which I suspected he enjoyed showing to other men, but really didn’t want to know.
One day getting home a bit late and after we fed and put the 2 k**s to bed and were preparing for tomorrow, he told me of his day. It consisted mostly of no or not yet customers and he his last call was a travel agency. He told me the owner “Zee” was about mid 30s and thought some mailing and shipping packets could be useful in his growing business. My husband told me this:
I stopped at this place late in the day and the owner (Zee) wanted some information so invited me in. I showed him some products that might meet his requirements and accidently knocked some stuff off his desk. Hurrying and apologizing, I began to gather up the stuff and noticed a bunch of photos of a pretty woman in a bikini and topless and naked. He laughed and hoped I was not offended by his very pretty wife’s photos but I complimented the photos and assured him I was not, in fact liked to take pictures of my wife.
The staff had gone by then and we talked a bit about how we both like to show them off and I mentioned I had your album in the car. (Why, I asked, but was ignored) Zee said he would love to see them if he could, so I showed him your photos.
{My NUDE photos, what did he say about them? I found myself asking instead of getting mad I knew most were me naked, on a beach, using a vibrator in the living room and in public places.}
He liked them, especially the ones of you using the vibrators. He thought your pussy looked delicious and said you were incredibly beautiful.
{Did he really? Did you really show him me naked? Did he say anymore? Again I found myself asking, still fascinated but not at all angry.}
Well, in order, Yes he really said that: I did proudly show him my naked wife and enjoyed him looking: He said he would love to meet you and have a drink! {You mean fuck me? Is this some of you fantasy of getting me fucked by another man/men?} Fucking you was not mentioned, he said he wanted to meet you and have a drink or three. I am certain though, if you send the right message, he would cheerfully fuck you silly. If you agree to meet him, he wants you to dress sexy. Like no bra or panties, short skirt, unbuttoned blouse thing. You know just like I like you to dress, maybe sexier even. You sound interested and I hope you’ll fuck him, but....
I briefly thought about it and asked would you get a good, a big order but was told it would not hurt, but there was no promise, this was separate and was not a quota meeting package. I thought of a few points; I might convince this Zee to buy something which would help the paycheck, I was bored being home all the time with no adult conversations, my husband wanted me to meet this guy and I had not been out on my own or with anyone else for weeks. I told him I would give it some thought but don’t get excited. But the prospect of going on a husband approved date to talk about anything but k**s and bills was exciting to me and the fact this guy had seen me naked, even using a vibrator on my pussy even lusting for me, added to that excitement. I already decided I’d go, my boredom would likely give me a slut mind-set.
That evening we made love by the fireplace and Gene was exceptionally horny, recovering twice more claiming the excitement of Zee’s comments and my considering going on that date. Nothing more was said for a few days, I forgot about it and the exhilaration faded away. Then Gene told me he stopped there again and Zee hadn’t decided about the equipment but asked if I was interested to have a drink. He said I had a date in 2 1/2 hours and I said I better start getting ready.
My husband took over the normal chores and we put the k**s to bed then I chose the outfit. He came in suggesting a front zipped (waist to hem) mini skirt,(I want Zee to be able to pull it up and expose you he said) no panties or no bra and a nearly sheer blouse. I insisted on panties, wearing crotchless sheer ones. When I asked if I should take condoms as I was not on birth control and ovulating, my husband realized I had not ruled out fucking and told me I could but he didn’t think they’d be needed and he rather I went bare back. I insisted he would use a rubber or not fuck me, so he got a couple for me and as I tucked them away, I felt a tiny burr on one. In the car I looked closely at the package and saw a tiny hole poked through the center of the package so it would break and fill me with sperm anyway and had to giggle.
I was excited as I drove to the store entrance meeting place then suddenly realized I had no idea who to look for, no description but remembered he had seen pictures of me and would know me plus I was dressed sexy and revealing as he requested. That is if he looked at my face instead of tits and pussy. I didn’t want to appear too eager so I killed a few minute in a store before sitting on a nearby bench.
After about 10 minutes later, a passing guy gives me the once over, smiles and winks and goes into the store. I wondered if he might be my “date” but was puzzled he said nothing. A few minutes later he came out, looked around and said HI to me. I answered and moved over, he sat and we talked a few minutes before I asked if he was Zee.
“Answer a couple questions first,” was his reply and continued “You’re here to meet this Zee so would you share the circumstances, please?”
Thinking he was being careful, I recounted my husband’s and his first meeting and “showing you my photos” then today telling me we had a date. He nodded, asked what kind of photos and my bashful reply “naked ones” continued to ask; of course your name is Susan? I laughed saying he knew my name was Barb and again that nod. Then he asked if I brought any of the photos and Gene had insisted I bring some of the more explicit ones, so, blushing, showed them to him. He smiled widely and said I sure
looked good enough to eat to which I only smiled in return. Then he suggested we have a drink and we moved to a bar inside that mall. He ordered us a martini, (my favorer drink) that I usually only drink with my husband because this powerful drink can eradicate my inhibitions and I assumed Gene had told Zee what to order. Facing each other sitting
on bar stools in a low lit area, those martinis soon eliminated any objection to his hand slipped up my thigh and coaxing my knees to part just a little. Sipping my second martini, I realized he had move the zipper up and was touching my clit and I (a) was liking it, (b) two other guys had joined us and were intent on my skirt no longer hiding his fingers at work (c) I should find a change of direction so asked why he called himself Zee.
He looked strangely at me and told me his name was David then I realized he never had confirmed his identity. I discovered I was not with who I expected. I also realized he had been stroking my clit quite a while and that I really enjoyed it and recalled a couple small climaxes. I recalled my driving in thoughts.
I also became aware the two additional men while talking had unbuttoned my blouse, not that the transparency and a nearby “black light” really hid my breast anyway, and my skirt was unzipped to my waist fully displaying my crotchless panties, well really most of my body. Fumbling both more closed, I recalled how in my confusion David has shared the initial greeting with his two (softball) pals and now asked me to show them my naked pictures, which I did.
Suddenly I telling them about my husband loving to show me off, his fantasy of me fucking other men (I knew instantly that was a mistake), and with tongue in high gear, brain in neutral, I told them how I missed being out, and appreciated (I noticed my blouse and skirt was open again) and all about this arrangement that “left me here with 3 men I don’t know fingering my pussy and showing my tits to the world and I need to leave!” This elicited some laughter that relaxed me again. I made the decision to go home before I got gang fucked, although someplace this tiny voice from someplace was urging “go for it!”
When I announced I was going home before I really did something wrong, Aaron, who was incredible black guy, said, “Wait a minute, it seems your husband set you up on a date and dressed you very attractively and sexy proclaiming it would be ok if you got fucked, right?” I foggily worked my way through that logic and agreed. Well seeing as Zee stood you up and here we are, why not take home a pussy full of our sperm for him, he continued. I responded to that, “OH you can’t come in me, I am ovulating now!” Then came the convincing salvo of “Well he must know that and wants someone to get you pregnant, right?” I giggled answering, “It does seem like that, doesn’t it?”
Suddenly we, me included, were discussing where we could fuck. The black guy had a van just outside and they could rearrange the seats and fuck me on the floor. They installed me in the front seat to work on the seats when David said if my husband sent me out to be fucked, why didn’t I take them home and he could watch, join us fucking your luscious body. If that happened they could still fuck me in the van and I liked that idea.
I decided to call my husband if for no other reason than to have him talk sense into me and one of them agreed to let me use his phone. They had put it on speaker as I told Gene I missed his pal but had mistook another guy for him ( you never told me what he looked like you know and had a drink or two before I found that out. He told me that Zee had called soon after I left saying he could not make the meeting, his wife’s mother had a problem and had no way to inform me.
I told him I had my mistaken guy and later, two of his pals had all talked about my date and “we are talking now talking about them gang-fucking me and I need you either talk me out of it or shall I bring them home and gang bang me there?”
My husband breathlessly asked, “You sound as if you want them to fuck you, and here at home? Then he told me, “I’ll get your toys, light a fire and lay a blanket on the floor!” and hung up. I looked at the guys and asked whose going to drive me and my car and headed for my car. As Larry drove me and when we soon pulled into our driveway, I had thrown my clothes into the back seat. I was able to navigate ok now and led the way inside to find my husband had laid out a blanked and my vibrators by the lit fireplace. I asked if he was sure about letting other men fucking me because I was ready. Just then the black man and other white guy came inside. Gene looked at them and eyes lit up when he saw Aaron, the black man.
They watched me vibrate through a couple more orgasms as Gene’s camera flashed and bright video lights came on, then David took my toy away and knelt between my spread legs to put a rubber on, (I gave him one of my husband’s “doctored” condom) then I guided his cock into me and a few seconds later he was balls deep inside my cunt and fucking me hard. I could not stop coming as I was looking at the strange man on top of me and enjoying the different feeling of his strange cock thrusting in and out. I realized his grunting was saying he was going to come and open my legs wider. David thrusting was getting faster and harder and suddenly I felt him slamming hard and far inside me and a hot liquid gush, just like when Gene comes in me. I had another orgasm and soon David softened and pulled out displaying a broken rubber and my pussy full of sperm.
Almost immediately Larry was inside my now sperm lubed pussy and pounding his large stiff cock into me. Very soon I began fucking him hard. Soon, almost too soon, I had coaxed his sperm into my hopefully fertile pussy and it was the black man’s turn.
Aaron mounted me, his 10 inch cock slid easily and deeply into my greedy cunt and I was begging him to fuck me hard. He was more than willing drove me across the floor. I could feel his cock forcing the white guys sperm our of me then he began to move differently and I was begging, demanding he pump his sperm deep inside me as I pulled my legs and hips up and spread wide open. Aaron drove very deep and I whimpered with pain on his depth in me, then I felt a fire hose unleash into my ovaries. God I think that man gave me a pint of sperm; my heels were pounding his ass deeper inside.
He rested on me panting, and then gave my husband a turn. He slammed into me and we sucked tongues as we fucked. I was amazed he didn’t come immediately, and then he began telling me he was hoping they would knock me up. I had to come again and that triggered his load.
I lay spread wide and they admired and photographed my wide open hole drooling gobs of sperm when Aaron announced he was ready to breed me again. That night all 4 men took 2 turns at me, Aaron fucking and coming inside me three times. Oddly enough after I showered and rinsed my possibly pregnant pussy it was not quite midnight.
Gene saw Zee the next day and was told his wife’s mother had an auto accident but had minor injuries. He told Zee of my gang bang and Zee wanted to meet/date/fuck me the next weekend. We met him at a local restaurant. I wore no underwear and a front buttoned dress. Gene left us to talk and he soon had my tits and pussy exposed. Soon I was the center of 4 or 5 guys, and then signaled my husband to get a table and rescue me. During dinner, Zee felt my tits and fingered my cunt. Our waitress noticed and confided if this was my first time, I would love it. Her husband shared her out too.
After dinner in the parking lot, we discussed what next and I said I wanted to go home just us two, that I was tired and didn’t feel well. I knew both were disappointed and explained to my husband I got very bad vibes from Zee.
Gene went to take the sitter home, I stripped and pulled out the sofa bed and had just began playing with two vibrators. I noticed the headlight flash as Gene returned but didn’t come inside immediately. When he did he told me he looked in the window to see if Zee was fucking me and assured me he didn’t tell him come over. I had one vibrator in my pussy and the other on my clit driving me to an intense orgasm. Later Gene asked if it was Zee’s cock in me and I replied, No it was Aaron’s big black cock.
A few days later, I called Aaron and invited him to visit again, and he suggested that we either come to his place to watch a football game with 4 of his buddies or get a hotel room. The thought zipped past me that I bet I don’t see much of that game. I may later tell if we hooked up. Anyway Zee did make a purchase but I refused to meet him again. All in all, those nights out were not a waste of time.
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