My Wife is Seduced and Blackmailed - Sex Stories

My Wife is Seduced and Blackmailed

... fucking him. She might be quiet but has desires like most other women. She can be hard to read, but I never imagined her straying from our marriage.

I met James a few days later at a local establishment. We were there to watch a football game, and the place was packed. It had been halftime when he asked a weird question.

“Does it turn you on when men hit on your wife?”

He caught me off guard, and I sat there unsure how to answer him. He kept on, and I finally responded, “Yeah, in a way, it does. It is kind of exciting to think another man wants Ann.”

“Would you like to see her with another man? Have you had cuckold thoughts?” he asked.

“I guess, in a way, I have,” I replied.

As the second half started, our conversation turned back towards the game. I went home that night wondering if I had led him on. I hoped I didn’t give him the wrong indication, but there was nothing else I could do at that point.

A few days later, James helped Ann with her leg squats. He stood behind her and checked out her butt from behind. It had been quite arousing, and Ann stood there showing herself off, knowing that James was in behind her. I found myself getting turned on a daily, and my desire to see him fuck her rose with every passing minute. I tried to hide my desires from them both, but it was getting harder to keep it under wrap.

A few weeks later, and after another wonderful dinner, we returned to his place for a nightcap. He pulled out one of his many bottles of ...

... wine and poured us each a glass. We discussed various things as my wife sat there a bit giddy. My wife and I aren’t drinkers, and just one glass can have an impact on us. We were now on our second glass when I drifted off in a large, oversized chair.

Ann sat on the couch next to James; that was the last thing I remember. I must have dozed off for about twenty minutes or so when I suddenly awakened to see neither one of them in the room. As I got up to investigate, I heard moans coming from upstairs. I thought that was a bit odd, and I made my way upstairs. With every step I took, the moans increased. I hadn’t heard my wife moan out like that in years, and I made my way down the hallway towards his bedroom.

The door was fully open, and I am sure it was done intentionally. He wanted me to see my wife of thirty-three years lying across the side of his bed with her pants down around her ankles. He stood in behind her lovely ass and had his cock wedged deep into her. She seemed to enjoy it, and her cries filled his spacious bedroom. He rammed his big dick into my wife’s pussy for several minutes when he noticed me at the doorway.

“You like getting fucked in front of your husband?” he asked Ann.

I stood there, surprised, and he gave me a sarcastic grin.

“You want to cum for your husband, baby?” he said.

“Yes! Yes!” Ann cried out.

“Take it! Take all of my cock!” he grunted out as he fucked her even harder.

He now grabbed her shoulders and held them firmly. He ...