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Husbands revenge part1
I’ll warn you right off that this is not an exciting
story. Instead I offer you a real story and hope that
in some way, that fact will make it a better story than
one I invented.
The first thing most of you will say is that I did it
to myself. Here I was, a guy with very little (almost
no) sexual experience marrying a woman with, shall we
say, a history. I thought that life would be sex, sex,
sex… but of course it wasn’t.
After a few years, my mother gave up asking when she
would get grandc***dren and sex became a monthly
occurrence like paying the mortgage or washing the car.
Forget about oral (twice ever, both times she was
drunk) or anything other than missionary. I could have
had an affair, but I’ve never had success with the
ladies and I didn’t want to go so far as to cheat on
Instead, I started fantasizing about the guys she had
been with and what she did with them. I would jerk off
picturing her giving her body like a whore to one of
her ex-boyfriends or at a party. By now you’re thinking
that something must be wrong with me to fantasize about
my wife with other guys. I guess I’ve always been more
of a voyeur than a doer and my wife was more than happy
with the status quo.
In addition to the lack of sex, during the first years
of our marriage she got more and bitchier about things
around the house. The house needed to be cleaned,
dinner needed to be made more quickly, the grass was
too long, etc. It was really starting to get to me when
she got upset that my friend Jimmy and I were going to
stay up and drink some beers.
I had worked with Jimmy about three years at the time
of this story and we’d gotten to be good friends. Once
or twice a month he came over for dinner Friday nights
and we would watch a ball game for a few hours. It had
been a tough week at work and Jimmy and I needed to
relax a bit more than usual.
Sharon was in one of her pissed-off moods made worse by
vodka and didn’t want anyone in the house even though
she would be in bed reading as usual. She realized she
couldn’t throw him out without making a scene so she
told me she was going to “take a double” (her name for
a sleeping pill and vodka shot) and go to bed while we
could “stay up to any goddamn hour we pleased!” I was
grateful for that “double” since it meant she would be
out cold until morning.
Despite my wife’s past, she had only been with white
men. She’s not a racist, but she finds the idea of
interracial sex to be extremely distasteful. Meanwhile,
Jimmy is as black as they come. He was in a gang
growing up and looks like he never got out with his
corn-row hair and tattoos. In short, he looks like any
self-respecting white girl’s worst nightmare or most
I waited about 15 minutes for the “double” to take
effect the asked Jimmy had he ever been with a white
woman. He told me he never had but always wanted to try
one out. I then asked if he liked how my wife looked.
He told me she was pretty and I told him that she was
his to use how he wanted. At first he didn’t believe
me, but I managed to convince him. The one requirement
I had was that I would be videotaping it. He agreed and
we went to my bedroom.
I went in first and turned on the light. I called out,
“Sharon.” But she didn’t wake up. I shook her and she
barely responded and never got close to waking up. The
“double” had taken effect and she was ready. Jimmy
timidly pulled the comforter down and revealed Sharon
in a gray t-shirt and light blue panties. She was on
her side and her knees were pulled up giving access to
Jimmy started rubbing it lightly and since Sharon
didn’t stir, he got bolder and started rubbing more
between her legs. I would like to say that I was
getting jealous seeing all of this, but instead I got a
massive hard-on. I wanted to start jerking off right
there, but that would have made taking the video
impossible. I would have to wait until later. His hands
crept inside the back of my wife’s panties and he was
caressing her bare ass and probably a little bit of
pussy as low as his fingers were going.
Jimmy left her panties hanging half off her butt and
stripped his clothing off. He grabbed his cock and was
slowly rubbing it across my wife’s lips. They were
slightly open and for a moment I was imagining her
putting on makeup with a giant sepia lipstick, except
this lipstick belonged to a friend and was now having
the tip lightly sucked. He pulled out of her lips
leaving some pre-cum which she slowly licked off. He
moved to his left and gently raised her t-shirt to
barely expose her 38D tits. He pushed her lightly on
her shoulder and as if on cue she rolled over on her
Jimmy lifted the shirt up to her armpits and said,
“Beautiful.” He leaned over to suck on her rosebud pink
nipples causing Sharon started to moan lightly, a moan
full of passion that I hadn’t heard her make in months.
This caused Jimmy to get even harder and he slid his
hand inside her panties. Sharon obliged him by
spreading her legs allowing him more freedom of
movement down there. I could see his fingers through
her panties working her lips and clit and sliding
inside her. “She’s fucking soaked.” Jimmy informed me.
Her moans became louder as Jimmy continued finger-
fucking her and nibbling her nipples, now hard and
flushed with blood.
He took his fingers out of my wife and started sliding
her panties off. My wife has a beautiful thatch of
light brown hair a little darker than the hair that
everyone sees. He legs were spread wide revealing a
glistening slit and swollen pink lips. He ran his
finger through her hair, along her slit, and inside
her. He massaged her clit, which according to Sharon’s
panting breath was something she enjoyed even in her
By now, Jimmy’s fingers were covered in her pussy juice
and he coated her lips with it. To both of our
surprise, Sharon started sucking on his fingers.
Wanting more than a finger-job, Jimmy stood next to my
wife’s head and turned it towards his crotch. He held
her head in place and slid his cock into her mouth.
Her moans were getting louder as she worked his dick
like a baby with a bottle. Jimmy kept rocking his hips,
sliding his manhood in and out of Sharon’s mouth. Just
when I though my balls were going to explode watching
this, Jimmy said, “Oh fuck! I’m gonna cum baby.” And he
starts grunting and I see her throat working,
swallowing every drop that he’s shooting down it.
The cock that violated my wife’s mouth was now flaccid
while mine is as hard as steel. He got over her chest
again and with his right hand and mouth he started to
work on her engorged nipples while his left hand
started caressing her between her legs. Her moans were
punctuated by sharp breaths as his finger brushed her
clit. Her pussy lips had opened slightly as if begging
to be filled like her mouth was just a moment ago.
By the looks of Jimmy’s swelling cock, it seemed he was
more than ready to oblige her. He got up and knelt
between her legs, his shaft at her entrance. Her cunt
was so slick that Jimmy slid right in. She arched her
back slightly as if she were impaling herself on him.
He continued to rub and pinch my wife’s nipples as he
thrust in and out of her.
Meanwhile, my balls felt so full that it felt like I
had cum leaking out of my dick. I looked at Sharon’s
expression and it was of pure ecstasy. I know you think
that I’m completely fucked up, but rather than jealousy
I felt a malicious pride in turning my wife into a
whore by making her do something sexually that would
sicken her if she knew what was happening to her.
Jimmy was speeding up the fucking in spite of himself.
With the camera, I got a great angle of his dark brown
shaft breaking in my wife. Her hands were by her head
and she sounded near orgasm. Just then Jimmy made a low
moan and I knew that Sharon’s chute was now filled by
whatever of Jimmy’s sperm that was not currently in her
belly. He pulled out of her, his cock shiny with her
juice, got up and started dressing.
I turned off the camera and he said, “I think I should
go.” I told him that I couldn’t guaranty that we could
do this again and he said that I was a lucky man and
that he had a great time. I could tell he was a little
nervous and that made the conversation awkward.
He quickly left and I went back to attend to my used
wife. Some of Jimmy’s cum was leaking out of her so I
quickly put her panties on her. I didn’t worry about
leaving those tiny tadpoles in her since she was on the
pill. I pulled her shirt down and the comforter up and
after a few minutes, she turned on her side, curled up,
and went into a deeper sleep.
I was still rock hard so after putting the camera away
I went to the couch, closed my eyes and reliving the
scene in my mind I started to stroke myself. I didn’t
even get it out of my sweats before I shot my load all
over my hand and the inside of my boxers.
I cleaned off my hand with a paper towel and fell
asleep. I assumed that she thought it was all a dream
since I didn’t hear about it the next day probably
because she found me asleep on the couch the next
morning in the same clothes as the night before. The
mess in her panties was probably attributed to “woman’s
leakage” after an erotic dream.
The question I had was; “I got away with it once. Could
I get away with it again?”
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