Horny wife’s mid-life crisis 2.
Robin was taking a late night flight home. That afternoon, she called me and
asked me to meet her in the bar of the hotel that is in the airport terminal.
She wanted me to wait until a half-hour after her plane had landed, and to
initially act like I didn’t know her. She asked me to sit on the other side
of the bar for awhile and just watch how men reacted to her. When I arrived
at the bar, I stepped inside and glanced around for Robin. I spotted her
sitting around the corner of the bar, where the light was subdued even more
than normal. She was wearing the short black mini-dress that I had bought
her. It was very low cut in front with only two tiny shoulder straps holding
it up. From the way her tits were spilling out of the top, I guessed that she
was wearing the black lace bra that she had been wearing when she left. I
also guessed, correctly as I later found, that she was also wearing her
black, french-cut bikini panties.
I watched for a few minutes while several men brought her drinks and tried to
pick her up. Robin chatted with each for a few minutes, then sent them on
their way. The next one, however, she continued to talk to for quite a
while. He was a good-looking guy in his early 30’s; about 6′ and 180, dressed
in a suit, apparently here on business. Robin had spotted me and glanced up
several times, so I slipped out the back door and came back around to the
front again. This time I approached them. “Can’t leave you alone for a
minute, can I?” I joked to Robin as I kissed her. I noticed that the guy had
a wedding ring on; safe and discrete if anything developed. “We’re just
talking and having a drink, hon.” Replied Robin. “This is my new friend,
Jerry.” I could tell she had quite a buzz from the drinks she had had. Her
eyes had that half-closed look that told me that she was horny and getting
excited. “Any friend of my wife is a friend of mine!” I said as we shook
hands. We all had another round or two and after a few minutes of small talk
‘chit- chat’, Jerry realized that I wasn’t upset because he had hit on Robin
and he started telling me how lucky I was to have such a beautiful, sexy
woman. “Sexy is an understatement!” I replied, “Sometimes she’s almost too
much for me to handle!” “That’s right!” said Robin, “I’m just all that! No
mortal man can keep up with me!” While we talked, I had my arm around her and
had been gently rubbing the side of her breast which was obviously getting
her turned on. Since her dress had slid up nearly to her panties, I moved my
hand, tracing a line down her back with my hand and then laying it casually
on her upper thigh. I began tracing circles around her inner thigh with my
fingertips, occasionally touching her pussylips through her panties. She
began to breath harder and laid her head on my shoulder. I noticed Jerry
glance down, watching our little show.
The bartender came over and told us the bar was closing. I said that we
better get going, although we were all pretty drunk by now and I wasn’t sure
I could drive. “Why don’t we go up to Jerry’s room and have another drink?”
cried Robin, “Jerry said he had a bottle of Wild Turkey when he asked me to
go up with him before you got here!” Jerry rolled his eyes with a pained
expression. “Good idea!” I said, to his surprise.
As we rode the elevator and walked the hall to Jerry’s room, Robin and I were
hugging, kissing and groping each other. She was horny and ready; I was
getting stiffer by the second. When we got in the room, Jerry made us all
strong drinks, Robin turned on some music and we started slow dancing. Robin
was humping my leg, her dress had ridden up over her ass so her panties
showed. She was rubbing her cunt up and down my thigh as we danced. Jerry
had taken off his jacket and tie. By the growing bulge in the front of his
trousers, it was obvious that he was becoming aroused by Robin’s wanton
sexuality. “Damn, you guys are gonna fuck right in front on me in a minute!”
he said. “Its been a long day, and I’m not used to this humidity. I’m gonna
jump in the shower.” He grabbed a robe and went into the bathroom. I’m sure
that he hoped that Robin would join him; when she didn’t, he was out in a few
minutes.
I was only wearing a pair of gym shorts and a t-shirt, no underwear. A damp
spot was forming on the front of my shorts from my precum, and my thigh was
damp from Robin’s wetness. “Did you think I was going to get in the shower
with him?” asked Robin. “Did you want to?” I replied. “Did you want me to?”
she asked. “Only if I can come too” was my answer. “I love you, you kinky
bastard.” she said. “I love you, too.” I replied. We both knew what was
going to happen. After all, it was just sex, not love. Just before Jerry
came out, I reached behind Robin as we danced slowly, and pulled down the
zipper to her dress, sliding the straps over her shoulders. The dress fell
around her ankles. We were both drunk, our inhibitions numbed, and horny.
Robin simply stepped out of the dress and stood in her black lace bra and
tiny, french-cut black bikini panties. The panties were soaked and her hard
nipples were clearly visible thru the thin bra cups.
Jerry came out of the shower wearing his silk robe, tied loosely around his
waist. The top was open, showing a thick patch of black hair on his well
developed chest. Robin is one of those women who is really turned on by body
hair on men. I have hair covering my whole body, even some on my cock, and
while that’s a turn off to some women, Robin loves it. When she saw Jerry,
her eyes locked on his hairy chest. “Why don’t you dance with Jerry for a
little while?” I suggested. “I’ll just sit this one out and watch you two.”
Robin and Jerry began to dance. Soon he was forcing his leg between hers and
she was sliding her pussy up and down it. She was very aroused and trying to
rub her nipples against his chest hair. “You should help the poor lady take
her bra off so she can properly rub her tits on your fur, Jerry.” I said.
Robin didn’t say a word, just looked right in my eyes as Jerry unlatched her
bra and pulled it off, letting her tits swing free. She kept looking at me
as she pressed her boobs against Jerry’s chest. She was so buzzed and so
turned on that all she could think about was her pussy sliding on Jerry’s
leg, her nipples dragging across his chest hair, and her husband watching her
from across the room, stripping his clothes off, his prick standing straight
up hard against his stomach.
As they writhed together, more fucking than dancing, Jerry’s robe came untied
and fell open. When she felt Jerry’s hard cock press against her, she gasped
as she realized the size and weight of it. Jerry’s cock was huge, at least 8″
long and as thick as Robin’s wrist. It was so big that even though erect, it
was too heavy to stick straight up. It jutted out at about a 45 degree
angle, like a battering ram. “Go ahead, Baby, you can touch it.” I said, “I’m
sure Jerry won’t object if you stroke it a little.” “Its so fucking big!”
cried Robin, as she ran her fingers up the shaft. Jerry’s cock twitched as
she touched it, and a drop of precum dripped down the head of my pole as I
watched my wife playing with another man’s hard cock. She slowly stroked her
hand up and down the length of the shaft; Jerry began to moan. I stepped
behind Robin, bent down and quickly pulled her panties to the floor, leaving
her completely naked. Then I grabbed both tits and pinched the nipples hard.
She groaned loudly and squeezed Jerry’s cock. “Does that hurt, Baby?” I
said. “Oh god, Yes!” She moaned, “Don’t stop!” Then I said to Jerry, “She
loves her nipples pinched and bitten, the pain makes her cum! Touch her, see
how wet she is.” I put my foot between Robin’s ankles and spread her legs as
I continued to twist her nipples. Jerry slowly rubbed his fingertips across
Robin’s cuntlips; she hunched forward against his touch. Jerry stroked
Robin’s clit and slid two fingers inside her. Then, while I was still
holding her by the boobs, he dropped to his knees and buried his tongue in
her pussy. Robin squirmed and groaned loudly as Jerry ate her cunt. He
licked up and down her slit and sucked her engorged, erect clit between his
lips, and flicked her clit with his tongue. Robin had already been on the
edge of orgasm; in seconds she was cumming, her pussy juice running into
Jerry’s face as he kept lapping at her cunt.
Robin was just getting started. She really needed a hot, hard one; and
Jerry’s was ready. As she pulled him up off his knees, she turned to me and
said, “You’re really ready to let him fuck me, aren’t you?” “Would you be
able to stop now, even if I wanted you to?” I replied. “Its just sex, not
love, remember?” “OK, Baby, you let this get started, now you’re just gonna
have to watch the fun!” Robin took Jerry’s hard rod and pointed it between
her legs. Jerry began thrusting it between her cuntlips, trying to get it
inside. Suddenly, Robin twisted away, pulling loose from my grasp. “No,
baby.” She said, “You don’t get to hold me. You sit on the other bed where I
can watch you jerk off. I want you to be able to see this big cock fucking
my pussy!” Robin pulled Jerry down on his back on the bed. She climbed on
top of him and guided the thick head of his prick to her cunt. She was
staring at me as she began to hump, sliding his hard cock between her wet
pussylips, coating it with her juices. “Don’t move, lover.” She said to
Jerry, “Hold very still until I tell you. I want you to be like a statue
while I ride your prick!” Then she took his shaft in her hand, parted her
cuntlips with the head, and slowly lowered herself, impaling herself on
Jerry’s rod. Robin let out a gasp as the thick cock split her cunt and
penetrated deep inside her. “Don’t move!” She cried out, as she began to
alternately lift and lower herself, sliding her hot cunt up and down on
Jerry’s cock; and grind herself ‘fore and aft’, rubbing her clit against his
pubic bone.
Sitting on the other bed, watching that big cock sliding into my wife’s slick
cunt, was almost more than I could stand. My prick was hard as a granite
column and pre-cum was literally dripping down the shaft. “Jerk off for me!”
Cried Robin, as she used Jerry’s cock like it was a dildo. “Stroke your cock!
I want to see you cum, Baby!” That was enough for me! I rubbed the palm of
my hand in a circle around the head of my cock, coating it with my slick
pre-cum, then I wrapped my hand around the shaft and slowly began stroking
myself; going from the base of my shaft, up until my hand closed over the top
of my head, squeezing a big drop of pre-cum out of the hole with each stroke.
Robin and I were essentially fucking each other from across the room.
Watching me pump my cock while she was ‘showing off’ with Jerry, had Robin
ready to cum; that big cock rocking in her cunt didn’t hurt, either.
Watching her wantonly enjoying a strange cock pumping into her pussy, and
knowing how aroused she was getting by watching me masturbate, had me ready
to explode. Seconds later, Robin grabbed Jerry’s hands and put them on her
tits. “Fuck me hard, now!” She screamed, as she began to bounce wildly. “Oh,
yesssss! I’m Cuuummmming!” Watching Robin’s orgasm wash over her put me
over the top; as I stroked and jerked on my cock, it suddenly began to
pulsate and a hot stream of thick jism spurted out and landed on my chest.
Robin watched, wild eyed and still cumming, as several more spurts of hot cum
shot out of my throbbing cock and landed on my chest and belly. Just then,
Jerry grunted loudly and his body tensed as he shot loads of spunk deep
inside Robin’s pussy.
Afterwards, we all laid on the king-sized bed and Jerry and I both massaged
Robin and played with her sensitive areas until, turned on once again, she
grabbed both of our cocks and began stroking us until we were both hard and
ready. This time, we all stayed on our hands and knees and while I pumped my
stiff cock into her cunt from behind, I watched her give Jerry the best blow
job he’d ever had. Robin licked the shaft and head, then sucked as much as
she could down her throat, stroking Jerry’s cock with her mouth. Then she’d
lick the head with the tip of her tongue again, lapping up the pre-cum that
was bubbling out. In a few minutes, Jerry was groaning and thrusting his
cock into Robin’s mouth as he exploded in orgasm, blasting spurts of hot cum
right into Robin’s throat. She sucked him dry, swallowing his whole load.
The visual was too much for me to stand, and I shot my hot cum deep into her
pussy.
After we’d had a rest, Robin jumped up, grabbed the chair and pulled it next
to her bed. Then she got me to sit in it and ‘tied me down’ with the belt
from Jerry’s robe. Of course, I was naked and my hands were free. Then
Robin got on the bed with Jerry and, kneeling over him so her tits hung down,
began rubbing her breasts and nipples all over his body. Occasionally, she
would suck and lick his cock and balls. Obviously, he was soon very hot and
rigid, and my prick was also coming back to life. Robin laid down on the
bed, got Jerry to straddle her, and held his cock between her melons so he
could fuck her tits. My cock was instantly rock hard and aching for release;
I began jacking off, stroking my shaft as fast and as hard as I could. Robin
was partly propped up on the pillows; trying to watch me and, at the same
time, keep her head up so that she could see Jerry’s cockhead push out from
between her tits and so she could lap at it with her tongue. Robin’s big,
soft boobs were too much for Jerry. In a short time, he lost control and
began to cum. As his cock thrust between Robin’s tits, a thick stream of hot
cum splashed against her chin and face. She took the head of his cock in her
mouth and sucked him until he was spent. Then, while he was still hard, she
pulled his prick inside her where he thrust hard and fast, trying to make her
cum. She was on the edge of an orgasm when I began to spurt, the cum pumping
up and running back down, all over my cock and hand. Seeing me jerk off made
Robin cum hard, thrashing and moaning as Jerry pumped into her.
Finally, we were all exhausted; it was time to go home. We all got into the
shower to clean up. Robin got very clean with four hands soaping her up all
over. Some parts got extra attention; she lathered us both up, as well. We
gave Jerry our number and E-mail address, in case we wanted to get together
again, and we headed home, tired but happy.
A Wife’s Mid-Life Crisis – Part III: The Lawn Man
After our first two adventures, I’ve realized that I’m an incurable voyeur.
Watching Robin expose herself to other men and especially watching another
hard cock thrusting in her sexy pussy can nearly make me cum without my prick
even being touched. So when we drove down our street and she saw “the lawn
man”, I was immediately interested in giving my mower a rest and letting him
do the work for awhile.
We were just going to the store, driving down the street, when Robin cried
out, “Oh Baby, now there’s what you can get me for my birthday!” “Huh?” I
said. “Right there.” She said. “The guy on the mower, what a hunk-a-burning
love!! He’s making me all wet.” I looked up and saw an attractive guy of
about 25, riding a mower. Like me, he was very hairy all over his torso,
which is a big turn-on for my wife. He was in shorts and shirtless and had a
good physique, lots of muscles. I also noticed the phone number on his truck;
it was almost Robin’s birthday, after all.
The next day, I called the number and a woman answered. I inquired about the
lawn service and the woman said she’d send her husband around. Good, I
thought, married. Clean and discrete. A few hours later the guy showed up.
Luckily Robin was out. I wanted to surprise her, or rather have the lawn man
surprise her. He began to pitch his service when I told him that I usually
cut my own grass. “Well, OK. Why did you call, then?” He asked. Might as well
just get to the point, I thought. “Well, actually, my wife saw you working
the other day and she really got hot over you.” I replied. “So I thought
I’d see if you were interested.” “What?!” He stammered. “Interested in
cutting your lawn, or interested in your wife?” So what if this guy wasn’t a
brain surgeon, I was fairly certain that Robin wasn’t interested in his
intellectual capacity. “Mowing the lawn for starters.” I told him. “You
could make us the last job of the day and when you finished, you’d be welcome
to cool off in the pool.” We have a screened in-ground pool and deck behind
the house, with a whirlpool spa on the deck. The back yard is surrounded by
a 6-foot wood fence to ensure privacy from the neighbors. “You’ll have
another account and a pool to jump in at the end of the day, and my wife will
get excited watching you work and take her horniness out on me afterwards.”
To clinch the deal, I showed him a picture of Robin wearing a tight dress
that showed off her hourglass figure. Her big tits were pushing up out of the
low cut top. “Wow!” said the lawn man. “She’s hot! What do I do if she
makes a pass at me?” “Well, you’ll just have to figure that out yourself.” I
replied. “You could just follow her lead.” “But wouldn’t you get pissed if
your wife was hitting on me?” He asked. “Well, let’s just say that I’ve
become very understanding.” I told him. We agreed that he would cut our lawn
on Thursdays, which was the very next day.
When he arrived, Robin was out by the pool, naked as usual, laying on a towel
and dozing in the sun. When the lawn man started unloading his mower, I came
out and told him that I had to leave for several hours, and reminded him to
try the pool when he finished. And then, as I got into my car, I handed him
an envelope and asked him if he would hand it to my wife when he saw her as
I’d forgotten to give it to her. I drove around the block and parked down the
street. When I saw him open the gate and drive his mower into the back yard,
I snuck into the house so I could watch the yard and pool area from our
bedroom window. When Robin heard the riding mower being driven into the
yard, she sat up, grabbed another towel and covered herself. When she saw
who it was, she looked back up at the house and smiled. She couldn’t see me,
but I figured that she knew I was there, watching her.
Robin watched the lawn man as he bounced around the yard on his mower. It
was hot and all he was wearing was a pair of loose fitting gym shorts. He was
watching Robin as he mowed, realizing that she was naked under the towel that
she had draped over her. Robin had slipped a hand under the towel and
although she was still covered, it was obvious that she was fingering
herself. Robin would masturbate at the slightest provocation these days; and
when she got herself off, it just made her hornier for the real thing. As
the lawn man mowed and watched my wife play with her pussy under the towel,
he too, started to get excited. His cock started to make a bulge in his
shorts and he slipped his hand off the steering wheel and rested it in his
lap, slowly rubbing himself. Soon the head of his cock popped out from under
the leg of his shorts. He just left it out there, bouncing with the motion
of the mower. It was a big , thick one and I could see my wife watching it
bounce and stiffen. Soon she was finger fucking herself with both hands and
the towel started to shift, sliding off her tits, exposing her hard nipples.
Now Robin and the lawn man were watching each other touch themselves as she
laid on the pool deck and he sat on his mower. Just before he finished
mowing, she came. Her moans were drowned out by the mower engine, but she
arched her back, lifting her hips off the deck as she orgasmed. My prick was
hard from watching Robin masturbate herself in front of this stranger. I
wanted to run out and jump on her, but I was afraid I’d scare the lawn man
off, so I stripped off my clothes and waited. Almost as soon as she had
relaxed and pulled the towel back up, the lawn man finished and came inside
the screenroom. As he walked up to Robin, I could see that the tip of his
cock was still showing under the leg of his shorts. “Hi.” He said to my wife.
“I’m the new lawn man. Your husband hired me. He asked me to give this to
you when he left earlier.” He handed Robin the envelope. She opened it and
found the birthday card inside. I had simply written, ‘Happy early birthday,
Sweetheart. This is your present. Go for it!’ Robin smiled and set the card
aside. “Your husband said that I could use the pool when I was done.” The
lawn man asked. “Is that OK with you?” “Sure, anytime.” Said Robin. “Oh, I
forgot to bring a suit.” The lawn man said, “And I have to wear these shorts
home. Do you have a suit I could use.” Robin smiled at him. “You don’t need
a suit, we never wear them. It’s a house rule here.” As she spoke, she sat
up, letting the towel fall into her lap, then got up on her knees in front of
him; the towel falling to the deck. I could see the lawn man’s cock start to
twitch and begin to lift the leg of his shorts. “Anyway, it looks like a suit
would be too confining for you in your condition.” Robin said, as she rubbed
her hand across the head of his cock which was peeking out of the leg of his
shorts. “Oh, that’s a nice one!” she cried, “Let’s get those shorts off.”
Robin reached up and quickly jerked the lawn man’s shorts down around his
ankles; his stiffening cock sprung up and bounced against her face. This had
all happened too fast for the poor guy; he just stood there dumbfounded.
Robin stood up, sliding her tits across the lawn man’s ample manhood as she
did. She pressed up against him. “Now isn’t this better than wearing a
nasty old swim suit?” She asked, “Wouldn’t you rather swim with me naked?
I’ll like the feel of your big cock against me in the water.” Robin looked
back at the house, toward me, as she gave the lawn man a sexy kiss. I could
see her tongue snake into his mouth as she wiggled her naked body against
his, her big tits mashed against his chest. She had just reached down to
grab his prick when he lost his balance on the edge of the pool and fell
backwards, pulling both of them into the water. As they stood up, his feet
just touching the bottom, Robin put her arms around his neck to keep her head
above water. One of the lawn man’s hands was pinching her nipple, the other
was below the water. From the way Robin was squirming and moaning, it was
obvious that his hand had found its way between her legs and he was playing
with her pussy. After a minute, she began to slide herself up and down
against him. I knew from experience that she was rubbing her clit against
his stiff cock. He threw his head back and started to moan, then he just
grabbed her with one arm and lifted her up. “Not yet!” Cried Robin, “Don’t
put it in yet! Play with me some more!” The lawn man didn’t even reply. His
other hand aimed his cock and he lowered Robin onto his staff and guided it
to her cunt. She was trying to make him wait, but like some wild animal, he
just fucked her, standing in the pool. As soon as he spread her cuntlips
with the head of his cock, he thrust up into her all at once. “Ohhhhhh,
godddd!” Robin cried out, as the lawn man’s thick, long cock rammed up into
her. “Ohhhhhh, Yes!” She cried, as he pumped her hard and fast, “Ohhhh yes,
fuck me, fuck me!”
I couldn’t stand watching this from the window any longer. My cock was hard
as a marble column and cum was dripping out of the end. Naked and erect, I
walked out onto the pool deck. Now Robin had two hairy men, one who already
had his cock inside of her. “Having fun, Baby?” I asked her. “Ohh, Baby,
he’s fucking me now!” She moaned, “His cock’s so big!” “Is my Baby going to
cum?” I asked, “Are you going to cum with that big cock in your pussy?” “Oh,
yeeesss!!” She screamed, “I’m cumming now! Oh god, I’m cumming! Ohhhh!”
Robin bounced up and down as the lawn man thrust into her and made her cum,
impaled on his fat cock. When her orgasm had subsided, the lawn man lifted
her up on the side of the pool with her legs hanging over the side. Robin
lifted her legs over his shoulders as he touched her pussylips with his
tongue and began to slowly lick her cunt up and down. Robin began quivering
and moaning as her pussy was eaten out; it was more than I could stand to
just watch. I straddled her and put my cock between those big, soft, sexy
tits. Robin reached up and pushed them together, surrounding my hard cock in
a soft breast sandwich. Every stroke, Robin would stick her tongue out and
lap at the head of my cock. The lawn man was sucking her cunt harder now.
He was alternating between sticking his tongue in, licking her slit, and
sucking on her engorged clit. Robin was about ready to cum again, humping
back against his tongue. I could feel that tightness in my balls that
signaled that I was about to lose my load. I thrust my prick between her
tits faster, using them to get myself off as she wiggled and squirmed
underneath me, the lawn man’s tongue making her groan with pleasure.
Suddenly she tensed and then let out a long, loud moan as she came. Keeping
her eyes open as she orgasmed, she looked up at me with that expression that
can only mean that she’s cumming now. I lost it then; my cock started
pulsating and I shot out a big load of milky cum that hit her in the face. I
pumped out several more spurts that landed on her neck and boobs. Seeing me
blow my load on her made Robin cum again. We fell back, winded.
The lawn man hadn’t cum yet. Robin tried to get him out of the pool, she
wanted him to fuck her on the deck. “I can’t.” He cried, “I’ve never been
unfaithful to my wife, and if I don’t cum inside of you, it won’t count.” He
seemed really upset by what he’d done. Right, I thought. He’s already stuck
his cock in my Robin, fucked her and sucked her to orgasms, but if he doesn’t
cum in her its OK? Robin respected his wishes, even though his erection said
that she could have had him if she’d tried. She slipped back into the pool
with him, got him to float on his back, and took his hard cock in her mouth.
She sucked him in, circled his head with her tongue, and slid her lips up and
down the shaft. Soon his cock was jerking and he was moaning, obviously
about to cum. “Finish it for me.” Robin told him as she released his cock,
“I want to see you cum. Stroke it and make yourself cum.” She was fingering
herself under the water as the lawn man took his cock in his hand and jacked
himself off until he let out a moan and long streams of thick, white jism
shot from his cock and landed on his chest and belly. Robin started cumming
again, from her own finger, as she watched the jism spurt out of his cock.
After the lawn man had taked a quick shower to wash his cum off of himself,
and Robin’s pussy juice off of his face, he came out and started to explain
how he didn’t mean for things to go that far, because he was faithful to his
wife and all. I stopped him in the middle of his explanation. “Its OK.” I
said, “we understand. And, by the way. You’re fired!”