The Wife Part Five - Sex Stories

The Wife Part Five

... lay like that for a very long time. He was overwhelmed with feelings of love for her.Would it be like this every time?

When he looked around for Tom, he was standing beside the bed with three glasses of water. He gratefully took one and tilted it to Blanche’s mouth. She guzzled it in one slug. He did the same, after which he realized that he was exhausted. This evening had drained him in more ways than one. He lay on his back and closed his eyes.

Movement of the bed woke him. When he opened his eyes he was greeted by the vision of Tom straddling his wife’s chest, his semi-erect cock in her hand and the head in her mouth. Tom was whispering to her, encouraging her to lick his balls. He moved forward to let them rest on her lips. Her hand never stopped stroking his shaft which was growing rapidly.

John turned on his side to watch, but Tom said, ”Be a good cuck and suck my cock while she licks me; better yet, lick her pussy and make it wet. I’m going to fuck the hell out of her this time; her pussy won’t recover for a week.”

Blanche’s head came out from under Tom, “Please darling, help us out. I need this; my pussy needs this.” She raised her legs in the air and opened them for him. There were still traces of their last session oozing out of her.

Suddenly, anger welled up in John. He sat up and announced, “Like hell I will. I can’t stop you from behaving like a whore, but you and your boyfriend are pushing me too far.” He jumped out of the bed and went to the ...

... den, fuming.

He was sipping a whiskey, feeling a bit silly when Blanche, wearing a robe sat down beside him. “He went too far, I went too far. I have sent him away. Will you be all right? We didn’t mean to hurt your feelings; we were just having fun.”

“You fucked him again before sending him away, didn’t you? I could hear you from here.” John felt like a petulant child, but his anger was still fresh. Her hand just naturally reached for is cock, which was growing. What a mess! He was angry and yet she still made him hard.

“I let him finish, yes; we were too far gone to stop. We’re sorry. It was just playful banter; you could just give it back to him. Come to bed now. I want to make it up to you.”

In bed, she asked, “What are we going to do about your anger?”

John decided to confront her infidelity new. After a pause to think, his answer was, “As exciting and erotic as your new sexuality is, under it all, I can’t get past your willingness to cheat on me with Tom. It rears its ugly head sometimes.”

“I wish you could look at it as a kindness to a dear old friend in need. He is your friend too.” Her tone was calm and reasonable, her smile sympathetic.

“So, a mercy fuck?” John’s sarcasm was showing.

“It started out that way before I discovered how great he is in bed. I never dreamed that I could have such powerful orgasms. And by the way, I didn’t fuck him until after I learned of your sneaky plan to tempt me.”

“And what about that guy you danced with ...