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Short stories

A lot has happened since I last wrote something, in early February. So very much. I could probably a long (and boring) story about it all but I’ve decided I’m just going write myself some short notes about it all, see if/how well I can piece it together. Relatively short anyway.

In 2019, I suspected Louise was fucking Tom. I came to believe it wasn’t true. I was right all along, at least about that.

It was a few days into February. Louise and I were sitting out the back, having a drink after dinner. She laughed at something on her phone, when I asked her what was funny she handed it to me. She told me to have a look, she needed to go in and clean up the kitchen.

She had been texting Tom and their talk had gotten onto Grant. I have recently learnt that Tom can be quite a bit dirtier than I gave him credit for. The three of them had some fun when Grant came home for our January long weekend, that was what they had been talking about. The bit Louise laughed about was just Tom saying “you nearly bit my knob off when he slipped it in your arse you know.”

It was just part of him teasing her about the fucking they gave her, it was interesting enough to have me reading me back through it. I went further back and came across some texts he had sent a couple of weeks earlier. I wrote a while ago how he had helped to make her feel good about herself, these texts were part of that. Now Tom does have quite the ego, and he will play it right up high with Louise from time to time.

One message said something like “of course you’re sexy darlin, you don’t really reckon I’d have been fucking you for ten years otherwise.” The grammar was worse than that but you get the gist.

Ten years? They first got together in 2023. Ten years?

……….

On New Year’s Eve, my wife told me her resolution is to have the sluttiest year ever. She is going to make up for lost time and is loving the bonus of having the most attentive and horny husband ever. Well, we’re only one month in and she is certainly living up to the resolution, amazingly so. I have several stories that I want to tell already but I had already decided to get to it and write up our backlog of amazing events.

So, I guess this is Part 2 of my story, it happened in September 2023, it was when my biggest fantasy became reality. For some reason, I can’t bring myself to use their real names here, I can’t imagine they’ll ever read it or that anyone would recognise them but, still, I can’t. So, the names are fictional, except for the occasional first initial that is. L is my wife. T is the guy she gave the blowjob to, and went to the concert with. G is his friend, the one who joined them for the threesome (all described in my first blog story somewhere below).

It all started with me dropping my wife off, for drinks and dinner with her friend, at 5:30 one Saturday evening. There was supposed to be three of them but one of the girls had a bad headache all day and didn’t go. So, it was just the two of them. Then, just after 8:30pm, I got a call from L’s phone, except it wasn’t her on the other end, it was her friend. I absolutely shit myself at first, thinking something was wrong but then the friend, quite drunk, told me she just wanted to tell me that I knew she had always loved me (as her friend’s husband, she always gets sloppy like that), but now she thinks I am “the coolest fucking husband ever.” Yeah, uh oh, she knows something I thought. Short version, G texted my wife while they were eating dinner, she needs to change her message banners as her friend saw that it started with “Hey sexy.” From there I guess she made L tell her everything and also, as I found out later, “made” her reply to the text. I can just imagine the pair of them doing it too, wicked to the core.

In the call to me she told me that L wants to go around and fuck her new boyfriend and that they want to do it rough. L took the phone then, told me she didn’t and that her friend was drunk and exaggerating. My wife can handle a few drinks but she didn’t sound all that much less wasted than her friend by the way. She told me everything was great, they’d been having fun and she would catch a cab in about an hour. I told her no way, I’d come and pick them both up about then, in an hour’s time.

It was about a 30 minute drive to where they were, and then another 15 minute sideways detour to the friend’s house. She was funny, she promised at least ten times not to tell anyone, not even her husband and spent the rest of the time telling me how I should take my wife straight over to G’s house to get her ass slapped. That is something my wife does really like, a smack on the ass. Then she got L to show me a photo, one he had sent during the night. I only got a fairly quick look, enough to see it was a guy (it was actually the first time I had seen what he looks like) with a whip in his hand. There was a girl on hands and knees on a bed, with his dick in her mouth. L had told me he is well endowed but I realised then that his dick is bigger than I’d even guessed.

We dropped the friend off, I walked her to the door, said goodnight to her and her hubby and left. My wife told me a bit more about the texts, how her friend had egged her on a bit. I didn’t get to actually see them until the next day, but she said he had asked her to drop by, after she was finished with drinks. After a few more texts L said she “couldn’t”, she wanted it rough and didn’t want to hurt him. Haha. It went back and forth a bit and then he sent the picture. I started to tease her, about taking her around there, hoping she’d say yes of course. She said no at first, she was really horny and wanted to get me home to suck my dick and fuck me. It wasn’t hard to get her to own up that it wasn’t me that got her that way, then I got her to text him, see if he was still up. She didn’t say anything much for a few minutes, then just told me an address, if I really meant it.

Wow, did I get an attack of the butterflies, I was so nervous, thinking we would both be going in at first. I said something about it and she said she’d just text him, she was sure it was ok but they had just been talking about her. I stopped her, from texting him, I told her I wasn’t ready for that yet. In truth, I really wanted it but it was also true, I wasn’t ready for it like that. For a start, I’d felt I’d want to get hold of some blue pills, make sure my nerves didn’t get the better of me, haha!

In the end, it turned out for the best, just perfect in fact.

So, I dropped her off at just after 10:15. I got a big kiss before she got out of the car, I had my hand up her dress and she was right, she was very horny. Very wet too. She waved to me at the door, as I was backing out of his driveway. I decided not to wait to see if I’d get a glimpse of him as he let her in.

I reckon I got 100m down the road when a thought occurred to me. My early hotwife fantasies were strongly centred around two main events, my wife getting fucked by a masseur and her sneaking off to fuck someone at a party, I’d notice and watch her through a window. I wondered if I could sneak back to his house and find that window, to watch them through.

I didn’t though, I totally chickened out, I didn’t even turn the car off truth be told.

Ha, I did, however, tell L about my thoughts the next day. She has since made sure I got my wish, albeit without the sense of her not knowing I was doing it. That’s part of a story for another day.

So, I just drove home and went to bed. I laid there, I jerked off and laid there some more. Then I got up and paced around the house, I laid there and I paced some more. She sent me a text just after midnight asking if everything was ok. I was so tempted to keep messaging her, asking her what was happening and so on, but I managed to leave her be. I watched tv, I lost the battle to not jerk off a second time, I pretty much did everything but sleep.

Eventually the sun came up. I waited another hour or so before sending her a message, to tell her I would pick her up when she was ready. Take your time I said, not really meaning it. She answered me almost another hour later, to say come on over and that I had to come in for coffee. That got my heart pounding even harder than it already had been.

When I got there they both came out together, my wife was just wearing a t-shirt of his. I could see she didn’t have her bra on and soon found out that she had nothing on underneath it. She told me they had both decided that I had to meet and get to know him. It was so hot, right from the start. We barely got inside his house and she lifted up the t-shirt. He slapped her on the ass, pretty firmly too, enough to leave a bit of a red hand mark. She moaned and said “love it,” then told me they had decided they would do that for me. A while ago L and I joked about her needing to see some sort of bondage master and I wondered if I could actually handle seeing someone hit her. It was so fucking hot, at least that slap on the bum was. I’m still not sure about anything else though, maybe one day I’ll find out.

We sat out the back of his place, on his outdoor couches, for the coffee. L sat next to me at first, kinda cross legged with one knee resting on me, pussy fully on display for both of us. That was enough to make me hard by the way. After the coffee she said she had an idea and she moved to sit next to him. She pulled his cock out and starting licking it, looking at me, perfectly like I’ve always dreamed. Yes, his cock is indeed big. She started sucking him, getting into the blowjob, just looking at me every now and then. Then she asked him if we could go inside. We went to his bedroom, she got him to lay down and went back to sucking him while I fucked her from behind. I did a good job too, I think I lasted all of a couple of minutes (if that), haha, I remember wondering if I’d ever stop cumming like a teenager again! After I came, she got on top of him and I sat on the bed, watching her ride him. I got to watch closely as she reached her orgasm, courtesy of another guy’s cock, then I watched his dick just as closely, twitching as he came inside her.

He and I chatted a little while she cleaned up, she wore his t-shirt home and nothing else. While she was in the shower (at home), I wrote and sent a message to a tumblr friend, with my hands shaking so much it was hard to type. Yes, reliving the morning’s events also had my heart pounding out of my chest, sending plenty of blood flow back to you know where too.

She got out of the shower and came to me in her towel, teasing me about my hard on, wondering if I needed another round. I told her I was surprised she wasn’t sore, and asked if he didn’t fuck her well enough? She said “babe, the amount of fucking I’ve been doing lately, it’s all good.” I assumed then that meant he might have, it was certainly confirmed later.

It felt like it was the best day ever, it was just incredible, the most exhilarating thing I’ve ever done. Until the first blowjob with T, I guess I’d had serious doubts about whether I’d truly enjoy the experience, if she ever was with another guy. After that, then the night with him, followed by their threesome, my doubts had faded to smaller ones, just about how I’d feel if I actually saw the love of my life with another cock. Yes, I absolutely felt jealousy, my word I did. It was very strong too, it made my guts churn and, literally, my palms sweat bucket loads. But it was an exquisite jealousy, strong emotions that are hard to describe, ones that made my heart pound and my cock as hard as a rock. It is a jealousy that I crave now, one that I suppose I am totally addicted to.

I have had no doubts whatsoever since that morning, I still feel the exquisite pangs of jealousy but she is always so sexy when she has been with another guy. She always is but those moments are so hot and I love every second of them.

Unbelievable Pt 2

This is my third attempt at writing this little recount of what happened last Tuesday morning! My first and second attempts were really long and, in Louise’s words, had too much detail in them, especially given a lot was about other people. So, for the shorter version, I had a very interesting conversation, over a coffee, with Anna. I realised afterwards that she had been leading me down a path, with her questions and the story she slowly revealed. I think she was curious and, as it turned out, highly suspicious about something too.

It started about mid-morning, last Tuesday. I was out the front just doing a bit of watering when Anna pulled into their driveway. When she got out of the car she went to their mailbox and checked it, then looked back at me and said, “oh, hang on.”

Then she turned her back, lifted her t-shirt up a bit and wiggled her bum. She was wearing jeans so it was just a joke reference to the day before’s revealing little gesture. We both laughed and she continued the joke by asking if I was planning to go up on the roof again. Obviously, she was being a little flirty so I told her I might if it was going to be worth my while again.

“Well, Alan would really love that,” she replied, putting her hand over her mouth in a bit of a mock naughty girl way.

A playful conversation continued for a little longer before she said something like, ‘hey, do you feel like a coffee, I have a question for you?”

I accepted the invitation and followed her into their house. When we got inside she said she was going to change into something more comfortable and, at that moment, I honestly and actually believed it would be into something sexy and that she was looking to have sex with me. Fortunately, I got that very wrong, she came into their kitchen a few minutes later having just changed her jeans for a pair of shorts. I say fortunately because our understanding (mine and Louise’s) does not include any playing around on my behalf, it’s not what I want and Lou absolutely does not want to have anything to do with other women for me. I would not have cheated and I just got worried about how I would tell Anna no. It was worry for nothing though.

Cutting to the chase, over two coffees, lots of talking and questions, I found out a lot more about Anna and Alan. It turns out my naughty neighbours do a lot more than just a few sexy dares. It all started with some people who previously lived in the house we are in, their neighbours before us. Apparently they all got a little stoned one night and did some swapping. Then, not long after, another couple (who we know well) joined the four for quite an all in orgy. Again, being brief, since then Alan and Anna have done a fair bit of swinging and Anna has been with quite a few guys both with and without Alan there.

There’s one detail I do want to include, we have another Alan in our circle of friends, we call him Big Al, he must be about 6’4” tall I reckon, so the nickname fits well. Little did I know, until Anna told me, that there’s another very valid reason for him to be known by than name. Cutting to the chase, her revelation was about her Alan daring her to suck Big Al’s big dick and, then, how she ended up giving him a full on blowjob. Followed by much more on many occasions.

If I wasn’t wide eyed, with my chin on the floor, at some of the revelations, a couple of her questions had me pretty well stunned I guess. After a lot of conversation and questions, where she drew me out to admit that Louise and I had been involved in a threesome with another guy and, further, that I wasn’t an angry jealous kind of person, she asked what Louise and I think about Tom.

I probably should say, Alan and Anna’s kids go to the same school as ours went to. Anna’s best friend, the one she goes to Bali with (yes, I certainly have some questions to ask about that sometime) also has kids there and, obviously from my first story, so does Tom. Apparently, on the night of the school outing, Anna’s friend saw Louise and Tom get into the taxi together, the one they took back to his place for that first blowjob. Then they were noticed returning together, to meet the kids for the trip home.

She was still being very careful about it, saying it was probably nothing, we live nearby to each other after all, and more things like that. She was obviously still worried it was something I didn’t know about and she was visibly relieved when I told her that I knew all about it. Then I just thought fuck it, enough beating around the bush.

I’m sure my words were, “he didn’t fuck her though Anna.” Then I added, “not that night anyway.”

There was quite a bit of her shrieking laughter and lots of I knew its at that stage. I felt bad, in a way, but also quite excited to tell her more. Bad because I had not cleared it with Louise and excited because, frankly, it always turns me on to just write about it. Telling my neighbour everything was turning out to be an even bigger turn on.

I was confident Louise would be ok about so I told Anna all about that night, then the night they stayed in a hotel when I was away and how they had met up plenty of times since. She laughed loudly again when she asked how I feel about it, and I told her it turns me on just to talk about it, let alone anything else. Truth be known, I had a full blown hard on by then, just from talking about it all to someone else, especially to another woman I guess.

I now know that Alan is the same way. LOL.

That was pretty much it. Anna wanted to know more and, honestly, I would have loved to have said and heard much more. I figured I shouldn’t though, at one stage I was actually worried that I had said too much already.

But, thankfully, Louise was fine with it. I think she has welcomed the opportunity to talk about it all with someone else she regards as a friend (only her really good friend has know anything up to now). Anna and Louise caught up over the weekend. Anna now knows all about Grant as well as more details about Tom. Likewise, Louise knows loads more about Anna’s wild ways (there’s lots).

In turn, I just learnt something very new too. During their deep and meaningful conversation, Anna confessed that she finds Tom hot and would “jump his bones anytime.” That becomes especially interesting with a bit of other context.

Sometime ago, Tom told Louise that he has always wanted to have a threesome with two girls and he asked if, hypothetically, she would ever join him and the girl he ended up getting serious with. At the time, she said no way. Then he got serious with her and now they’ve broken up, so it’ll never happen. But, also, one of the things on the many, many lists of dares and sexual things to try was for her to do something, with another guy, that she has never done with me. There isn’t a lot of options and a two-girl threesome would be one of them, when Tom asked her the hypothetical question, I even said it could be her opportunity.

Louise can be a real tease sometimes, one of the parts of our dynamic she really enjoys is leading me on, teasing me big time, whether something is for real or not. For quite a while, there was actually two other guys that I thought she’d fucked. It turned out she hadn’t, she just said things that made me think that was what she meant.

Anyway, she has now said to me that she is going to ask Anna if she fancies giving Tom his dream fantasy, not in a girls getting it on together way though. She has actually used my own words against me with this, “what guy wouldn’t want a hot woman riding his face and another riding his dick.”

She asked if I think Tom would like that.

I think she is just teasing me but maybe not, I don’t want to push too hard for an answer either. I don’t want to ruin the game, if it is one.

Maybe I’ll find out soon enough?

Yeah, me too.

That is the question, I now suspect it is more of the latter than I would have previously thought…

I didn’t really want to go in at first. It ended up being the first time I watched her with another guy. Of all the experiences we’ve had, it is still my favourite.