Date: Thu, 17 Feb 2011 09:26:44 +1100
From: Dunno
Subject: My Surprise

My wife and I have been married for a few years now. They've been fairly
uneventful, no children, no big moves, nothing really. The sex-life has
pretty well reflected that. We do it a couple of times a fortnight
generally. She just lies there, quite passively while I do my best to get
her off. I am generally able to get her to cum with my tongue but she still
shows no sign of enjoyment. As for receiving oral sex, well I gave up on
that little dream a long time ago. It drives me crazy. She's blonde, slim
and has perky little tits and a nice round butt. Her pussy is tight and so
wet. She is built to fuck and be fucked, but has never been interested.

While living our boring life I've been studying at university and my wife
has been working to support us. She works in a bakery. She cleans and
scrubs and does most of the other boring jobs. She hates it, but she works
hard and always has a smile on her face.

I hear a lot about her work place, mostly about her bosses. The bakery is
owned by a husband and wife who both work there. The husband is the main
baker and a real pig. He's in his forties, grumpy and bossy. His wife runs
the front of the shop. She's a bitch, also in her forties and always smells
of smoke. They are forever arguing about the business, but most of it
starts because he's been trying to chat up the girls that work there. She
doesn't care about them; she just doesn't want him having any fun. My wife
told me one time about him having given her a squeeze on the bum after a
job well done. I nearly went up there and ripped his head off, but she made
me promise to forget about it.

Between studying and trying to run a home, money has been pretty tight for
a while. My wife told me she was taking on extra hours at work. I didn't
want her to but we didn't really have a choice. It meant she would be
starting at five in the morning and getting home, most days just before me
at around five in the evening. Everyday when I got home she was tired and
sore. I'd generally find her trying to wash off the day's grime in the
shower. I felt terrible that she had to do this to support me, but knew
that it would be worth it in the long run. Besides, for some reason our sex
life had improved. She was more into it. I still wasn't getting much back
but she had started to enjoy what I was giving her.

One day I was at uni when I found that my afternoon classes had been
cancelled, some sort of teacher strike apparantly. I got in my car and
headed home, hoping to surprise her with an already prepared meal when she
got there.

I got out of my car and started walking up to our flat. As I was crossing
the street I noticed a fancy looking BMW parked infront of our house but
payed no attention. We live on the bottom story of a two story house and
our front door is up a narrow footpath by the side of the house. As I
rounded the corner of the path and neared the front door which openned
directly into the loungeroom, I thought I could hear movement inside. I
slowed down and listened very carefully as I continued, picturing all of
the things a thief might want from our house. Then I stopped, I heard
moaning, low gutteral moaning. I neared the window by the door. The curtain
was drawn but I could now hear more clearly, "Of, Yeah, fuckin' little
slut, suck it, suck it." My mind was spinning, someone was fucking in my
loungeroom! I was still presuming that someone had broken in, a bit dumb I
know, but I hadn't yet realised who it was.

I decided to enjoy what I could before throwing these creeps out of my
home. I pulled out my cock, rock hard, and started jacking it. As I was
listening I began to picture the scene, there were two people in there and
one `fuckin little slut.' There was deffinitely a guy getting his meat
sucked, every now and then when he wasn't abusing her I'd hear him tell her
to choke on it or to suck his balls. There was another woman, as far as I
could make out she must've been fingering their slut pretty fucking hard.
Then I heard the guy, "Yeah, take my wife's cock, take it bitch." A second
later I heard a yelp and then I could hear over and over `oh fuck yeah, oh
fuck me.' My blood ran cold, my wife was in there, it sounded exactly like
her, only full of lust. I couldn't belive it, my wife, my prim and proper
wife. She would make any excuse to avoid sucking a cock, and I don't think
I'd ever heard her swear in bed and yet here she was fucking, or being
fucked or something!

I had to see what was happening. I positioned myself next to the other
window and could just see through to where they were. There was an older
definitely not MILF like woman with her back to me. She had something
strapped to her waist and appeared to be pounding my wife with it. My wife
was on all fours, groaning and moaning. I couldn't tell if she was in
heaven or hell, but she certainly wasn't trying to get away. Watching her
body jolted by the shock of each of this woman's thrusts, her tits swaying
and her whole being flinching, was mesmerising. I saw the red welts across
her arse as Brad, her boss, brought his belt down across one of her cheaks
again. I heard her scream and then continue licking his ball sack all the
while groaning with the pounding of her pussy. Deb, the haggard bitch, was
still slamming her when she bent over and grabbed my wife's tits, digging
her finger tips in and leaving more marks on her beautiful skin. My blood
was boiling I felt the need to go storming in there and beat the crap
through these bastards. It was then that I caught myself silently repeating
in my head, "yeah, fuck the slut, make her burn," and I found the cock that
I was still yanking was now so hard it ached.

Right at that moment Deb started to swear more and more and became even
more violent with her thrusting. My wife's body nearly collapsed as I saw
her sobbing from the pain and I enjoyed it. Deb's body started to shake as
she came with a fake dong in my wife. The fucking ended, Deb collapsed on
my wife. Almost instantly she stopped crying and feverishly grabbed the now
only half hard dick before her and began face fucking it for all she was
worth. Brad grabbed her by the hair and pummeled her mouth only letting go
every now and then to slap her face or arse.

Deb stood to her feet and pulled the dong from my wife's body. I was
shocked that her pussy did not appear at all worn. Rather her arsehole was
now a red, raw, stretched hole. As it gaped and slowly started to retract I
silently prayed that Brad would finish the show by abusing it himself. Sure
enough he got to his feet and went behind her, I almost felt that I saw him
said an extra glance and a grin towards my hiding spot but ignored that.

Deb got infront of my wife on all fours and without word she started
licking every part of Deb that she could reach, cheeks, pussy, dirty
arsehole, everything. Meawhile, Brad had picked up his belt once more. He
took a swing at either cheek, leaving fresh marks, before swatting her cunt
several times. I blew my load there and then, biting my tongue to avoid
detection.

He folded his belt and stuck a few good inches of it into her hairy pussy
as he lined up and softly screwed her arsehole. As the show was clearly now
ending, I took the opportunity to leave undetected.



To be continued.