Date: Sun, 10 Sep 2006 15:36:39 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jim Sprwkter <bitter_twisted_sour@yahoo.com>
Subject: Slutty Wife, Slutty Husband Chapter 1

Chapter one: New dawn in our lives

I have always been attracted to women clothing and especially women
lingerie. They are so cool! Actually I believe that half the thing for
being a woman is to know how to get properly dressed, starting from
underwear and finishing to a nice outfit and a proper pair of shoes. Shoes
actually imply a lot of things, and it wasn't since I grew up that I
finally understood why women spend ages and tons of money in choosing them.

As long as I can remember, I can see myself trying to catch sight of or
even a sneaky view of women panties, of every woman in hand. So I started
spying under the skirts of my mother's, sister's, girlfriends' and their
women friends, small girls, bigger girls, mature women, even grannies! All
females would wear panties (with some exceptions that wouldn't wear at
all), and I wanted to see all of them!

The sight of a pair of panties, especially when in use by a woman, would
make my dick go crazy! I have masturbated thousand of times; bringing in my
mind views of panties I have seen in the past. My little fetish grew older
with time, and soon enough I would ask my girlfriends not to undress, but
stay fully clothed, so that I could see and feel their panties while we
were fucking.

I ended up, collecting panties from every female I could, preferably
soiled, so that I could smell taste and feel them, any time I wanted. My
fetish rapidly grew bigger, together with my collection, and I went one
step further, stealing panties from the laundry, the dressing room of the
gym, drawers of friends, putting myself in great danger of being exposed!
Sometimes I even bought new ones from stores, pretending to be gifts for my
girlfriends, but I don't think that everyone bought it.

I keep them hidden in the safe of my house, that I only know the code,
together with other female lingerie, such as stockings, garters and garter
belts, bras, baby dolls, and each time I was horny, I would randomly select
one and then smell, feel and even rub it all over my body, while playing
with my dick and balls, until a furious orgasm.

When I got married, I tried to keep this secret, a real secret from my wife
that seemed very conservative and rather close minded when it came to
sex. So I waited passionately for her to leave the house, to get hold of my
favorite panties and masturbate until there was no tomorrow.

One day, in the heat of my lust, I tried a white laced g-string which I had
stolen from an ex-girlfriend. I don't know how exactly it occurred, but it
ended, pulling up the string, up my legs, deep inside my butt crack, until
it was a perfect fit! I looked myself in the mirror, and what a discovery!
I was looking so sexy, with that thing on! The weird sensation of the harsh
lace, rubbing against my asshole, was so thrilling that I masturbated three
times in a row, wearing the string, looking my ass in the mirror! The only
thing that seemed rather wrong was my ass hair that was protruding from the
sides of the lace.

It wasn't long that I started shaving my ass balls and dick, and trimmed
the pubic hair, to a small triangle; write above my dick, so that it could
not be seen when wearing my panties. I tried all of the panties I had in my
collection, and each time my passion grew stronger and bigger! I shaved my
legs, and started wearing stockings, garters, panties, even put on a bra!
With each new experiment, I always took pictures of myself, so that I could
see me dressed in lingerie many times a day. Finally, I shaved my whole
body, getting rid of the remaining hair that ruined my hot image! My wife
of course started wandering, so I told her, that I had to do that, in order
to obey to the new rules of the local swimming pool that demanded all body
hair to be trimmed of. Although it was a very stupid excuse, it seemed to
have worked alright by that time, and she stopped asking questions.

I started cross-dressing, wearing wigs, makeup, fake tits, and high heel
shoes, trying to look like a prostitute, always with the anxiety of being
caught, so I tried to be really fast, and in the end I would transform into
a horny brunet in less than ten minutes. I begun wearing panties, stockings
and garters, under my trousers at the office, and everywhere else I
could. I had my dick in a continuous semi erect position all day long. My
ass was itchy from the g-string, and my legs, had marks on the thighs from
the excess use of tight stockings, and that sensation was driving me crazy.

My wife was my worst fear, because she had always told me that she despised
bisexuals and gays, and all kind of fetishes. She would only let me fuck
her in the most traditional way, no more than once a month, and when I
begged for a blowjob, she would insert my dick in her mouth, move it a
couple of times, and would then say: " Ok, that's enough. I am not a
whore!" Sometimes she would allow me to go down on her until orgasm, and
then she wouldn't get fucked because she said that she wouldn't feel
it. Not to mention that anal sex, or other positions different from the
missionary, were completely out of question.

In the past I have had many experiences with women and I would do anything
I wanted with them, but with her everything was so different. I had to
leave with that and there wasn't much that I could do to make her
understand my needs. Imagine if she found out about my fetish what would
happen!

She is a very hot and good looking woman, well dressed with a passion for
expensive clothes and shoes that can drive every man or even woman crazy
for her. She has a pretty face, blonde, with thick lips and perfect teeth,
small nose, and green big eyes. Her legs are long and soft, her ass
perfectly round, a small thin waist and an average sized firm breast, that
doesn't need a bra to stand at its height. Her nipples usually hard,
protrude from her blouse, and her pussy lips, thick always give her an
outstanding camel toe look when she pulls up her tight trousers against her
pussy. When we are going out together, everyone is staring at her firm ass
and I know that they are dreaming of fucking her. I think she also knows
that and she must feel great for it.

A real shame that she doesn't give her thick, well shaved pussy, the dick
it deserves, and she leaves me completely unsatisfied, masturbating and
cumming over my belly. But I love her and she loves me, so I have accepted
the fact that she doesn't enjoy fucking, and I try to satisfy my lust by
myself.

By now you must get the picture: Me, a super active person, with an extreme
sex drive, full of fetishes, and passion for sex. She, the sexiest
creature, extremely pretty, with almost null appetite for sex, or at least
so I thought....

Things started to change, in an afternoon, that she returned home from
work, earlier than usual, without knowing that I was already there. I was
dressed in her red underwear, bra, g-string and stockings, wearing her 5
inches high heel black sandals, trying to walk around the house in the most
provocative way, for an imaginary audience.

The moment I heard the lock turn, I immediately lay down behind the couch,
and stood still, trembling in fear. Fortunately for me, she was in a
rush. She quickly removed her skirt and her white panties, went to the
bathroom, wiped her pussy and then put on a black pair of thongs and a
shorter skirt. She left the house as quickly as she came; leaving her used
panties on top of the bucket of laundry.

What a perfect opportunity, I thought! To smell and touch her freshly used
panties! I could even wear them and feel my beloved wife right on me. I
swiftly got up, and rushed at the laundry. I got hold of her precious,
scented underwear, and immediately placed it over my nose and took a deep
breath. The smell was somehow different than the usual, somehow more musky,
more deep. I looked inside and the panties were covered up with a thick
semi transparent fluid, just like semen!

Clearly shocked, I extended my tongue out, and tasted the liquid. It was
semen mixed up with pussy juice, and her panties were completely messed up,
somehow shitted on the back! I tasted her panties again and again, trying
to convince myself otherwise but each time I came to the same conclusion:
It was clear that she had been fucked by someone, and he had splashed his
seed deep inside her pussy! She must have also been fucked up her ass;
otherwise I couldn't explain the shit on the back!

How awful! My shy wife was cheating on me, doing things that wouldn't do
with me with someone else and even carrying her fucker's sperms inside her
belly. I was devastated but determined to find out! I had to play cool,
pretend that everything was normal, until I could find out what was going
on with her.

I smelled her panties again, trying to smell her pussy, getting another
taste of his semen mixed with her juices. It felt strange somehow, smelling
and tasting the proof of her mischief, unable to do anything about that,
trying to imagine her getting her brains fucked out by other men, like a
cheap slut. My dick grew harder, and I ended up masturbating like crazy,
sniffing and sucking over and over her dirty panties like a pervert,
imagining her having her ass fucked by huge dicks, until I exploded a thick
load of cum over my belly.

I placed her panties back, and swiftly undressed, removing the makeup and
lipstick from my face, and rather reluctantly the hot underwear I was
wearing. I left the house, and went to the mall for a shopping therapy,
trying to spend some time and let some steam off, until she would return
home. After spending a couple of hours fooling around, I finally returned
home. She was lying in our bed, in her underwear, sound asleep.

I got near her, trying to make my presence inaudible. I bent over her,
trying to smell her. She was fresh from bath, and I could only smell the
soap. I went under the sheets and smelled her pussy. It smelled quite
normal. The slut had washed away all the evidence of her mischief. Since I
couldn't tell her that I had been sniffing her panties, and even tasted her
lover's semen, so I was obliged to let it pass.

I felt somehow framed and I decided that I had to follow her and catch her
in action. If I told her, then it was like confessing about my dirty little
cross-dressing secret and definitely I had to explain how the hell I knew
that she had been fucking someone else, so I would be obliged to admit that
I had in fact tasted another mans semen. No! She should never know
that. Not her!

I just let go of the incident, and started paying attention to her behavior
and dressing, that I had to admit was exactly the same since the day we
were together. She was an expert in cheating, because I hadn't found any
other evidence before that. Time passed since that day, and every day I
would go through the laundry smelling her used panties for evidence. I
found out that at least two times the week she returned home not only
fucked but also filled up with her lover's semen.

Needless to say, that the whole procedure was making me extremely horny and
I always masturbated sniffing and tasting her used panties, even wearing
them on myself, watching my pretty tight ass in the mirror, pretending that
it was hers, trying to imagine the ways that another man was fucking my
woman's pussy and ass; the ways that he made the slut coming out of her,
driving her crazy, making her to offer him her precious ass and pussy so
that he could breed his seed inside her, and then she would carry it back
home. I would cum inserting a finger deep in my shaved shit hole always
spreading the scent from her panties on me.

My fantasies grew wilder as months were passing, and her nerve grew bigger,
as she would only let me fuck her, the days that he has fucked her in
advance. She would feed me his cum, right in my mouth, through her pussy
when I went down on her! I could smell him in the air, on my dick, on my
balls! I could smell him even in my asshole, whenever I pushed my middle
finger inside me using as lube her fluids and his semen.  I wore her
panties for prolonged periods, until my crotch was soaked from their fluids
and never washing up afterwards. He was everywhere! Fucking her, fucking me
and my mind, even in my fantasies, fucking us both!

I had to find out who the fuck he was, and I couldn't so I pretended going
on a business trip for two weeks, that would give her time enough to bring
him home, where I had web cam installed on the front door and I could watch
through internet what was going on, while I would stay at our house at the
countryside.

Everything worked as plan, and the big day came, that I saw that huge fat
Porsche parked in front of my garage. I had missed the entrance, but I knew
that it was him inside my house, fucking her once more. I took the keys and
drove at mad speed home, where I parked two blocks away, and entered my
house through the basement, trying to keep it as quite as possible.

She was moaning so loud, that I could almost feel his rhythm, and his
thrusts inside her. Boy, she was getting herself fucked so hot, that there
was no way she would want me after that. I rushed upstairs, opened the door
and there they were on the couch, right in front of me.

The sight was pretty confusing! I stood still in amazement, trying to
figure out what was going on. My wife, all dressed in her most provocative
outfit, wearing high heel sandals, black stockings and garter belt was bent
over completely submitted to her passion. Another woman, in red sandals and
stockings, was standing behind her, humping her like crazy. They both
looked at me quite annoyed, and didn't stop their fuck.

"If you don't like what you see, you should better leave, and let me get
fucked!" my wife screamed at me in the most commanding way! I was shocked!

The other one continued fucking her, even more violently, and now I could
hear a slurping sound cumming out of her soaked pussy. Was my wife a
lesbian? What the fuck! I approached closer, only to see that the other
woman was actually a gorgeous blond shemale with perfect juicy breasts,
equipped with a thick dick, and enormous balls. She was holding my woman
from her thin waist, ramming her red hot angry rod deep inside her, like a
machine, to its full length. Her huge hairless balls, obviously swollen,
filled up with the sperms I had so many times tasted, were slapping
furiously on her pussy making loud noise at the rhythm of their fuck.

They fucked and fucked, until my wife let out a scream and orgasmed
violently with spasms, squeezing her pussy around her fuckers dick. When
her spasms were over, her fucker pulled back, and her dick retracted from
my woman's pussy, glistening with her juices. Her pussy was stretched wide
open like I had never seen it before, completely wet, gradually
closing. Now I could see the real size of the dick of the other woman which
was at least twice longer and three times thicker than my own. She was
completely hairless, smelling really feminine, and her balls were the
biggest I had seen in my life! It was impossible to get my eyes of them.

"What the fuck you are doing here?" I managed to utter.  "Oh, please!"
gasped my wife, trying to get a breath.  "Spare us the shit baby, ok? You
haven't been completely honest to me either! I know what you have been
doing. In fact I wouldn't be surprised if you are wearing my panties under
those trousers right now!" She continued.  I blushed! Clearly she knew
everything and there was no point in trying to hide it.  "My husband is a
slut, like the one fucking me! Only he is a brunette and he has much
smaller dick, although pretty sweet!" She said with a strict manner.  "This
is the source of the sperms I have been feeding you all those years come
from. Although, it is actually a pussy and she is a lesbian! You honey,
what are you? Are you a lesbian, a slut or you just haven't found out? You
know I have masturbated many times watching you sucking my panties, wearing
your mini skirts. In fact I want to fuck you dressed like that" she said
softening her voice.  "Undress, and put this on" she commanded, prompting
at her soiled panties on the floor.  "I want your man pussy to get my
scent, before we can use it" she continued.

I obeyed, and removed all my clothes. The other lady, was watching me, and
was playing with her erect dick. I got my wife's panties and pulled them
up, until their lace disappeared in my shaved butt crack. The feeling was
really wet, and I was feeling quite awkward dressed like that in front of
them. My dick however was starting to grow bigger, from the feeling of the
wet string rubbing again my little pink hole.

My wife sat on the chair, spread her legs, and started rubbing her wet
pussy. The other lady, got up, and walked graciously near me.

"Hi, I am Silvia" she said in a feminine voice.  "I like you a lot, you
have great body!" She continued, approaching me until her breasts were
rubbing against my own. She kissed me on my lips softly, and licked the
inside of my ear.  "I want you sugar!" she whispered in the most
sensational way, grabbing my erect dick with one hand, while she rubbed my
butt crack with the other. Her erect dick was touching my belly, and
instinctively I extended my hand, and felt it. The first dick of my life, I
thought! It was so strong, so hard, and so gorgeous! The size of that
thing, when compared with my own equipment, immediately suggested what was
going to happen! She would be the man, and I would be the woman! Thoughts
of leaving, appeared in my brain, but were completely vanished, when she
kissed me again, thrusting her playful tongue inside my mouth.

I wanted to feel her! I started playing with her proud cock, while I
grasped her balls with my other hand. They were hot! A handful of heavy,
swollen testicles! I felt my dick throbbing with excitement; my anus was
shacking, realizing that it was going to find out its final destiny. We
were kissing in lust, touching and playing, and sucking like two gorgeous
women. My woman got up and fetched my wig and sandals.

"Put them on, I want to see my lesbian friend, to fuck with me lesbian
husband!" she said.

I obeyed, almost hypnotized. Now we were both looking like prostitutes,
only she had breasts, that I envied and a much bigger dick. But it was
different. It didn't felt like a dick. It felt that we both had pussies,
and we were going to rub them together. I clearly wasn't mad with my wife
cheating on me with such a gorgeous slut. I wanted to feel and taste the
joys that she had.

I kneeled in front on her, and started to blow her huge erection, while I
played with her balls, and her hairless pink asshole. I managed to get the
head of her dick inside my hot mouth, and I started moving my head back and
forth, squeezing my lips around her stiff rod, feeling her thick veins
pulsing inside my mouth. I definitely licked the taste of a dick inside my
mouth! My wife's pussy juices were all over it, and I sucked and sucked
trying to get better taste of it, while I masturbated her with my hand. She
opened her legs wide apart, and my wife approached her from the behind and
slowly inserted a finger up her ass. The moment she did that, a drop of
precum hit me in the back of my throat. I devoured it, eagerly, and
squeezed her balls for more. The dick's taste was much better than the sour
taste of my woman's pussy. It was rather sweet, and really creamy!

"Stop it bitch, she must not cum yet!" my wife shouted.

I opened my mouth, and let go of her stiff member that was now even
bigger. She kneeled in front of me and devoured my stiff dick in her soft
and thirsty mouth. She blew me like an expert, and I didn't realize that my
wife had inserted me a well lubed, small plug up my virgin opening. She
also stopped sucking me a moment before I shot my load in her hot mouth. My
dick was completely erect, looking like a small toy when compared to hers!

The feeling of the plug in my firm ass was really weird, and I understood
that it was going to stay there for a while until my virgin little butt,
was ready for her! She got all fours, giving me the best view of her round
firm ass. She was like a lady, with her breasts hanging, ready to get her
husband inside. I was going to have anal sex at last I thought, and I
placed my dick on her opening. I pushed gently, and soon I was inside her,
feeling her soft-warm sensation of her man pussy, wrapped around my
manhood.

Boy it was great. I pushed, until I was completely inside her, and I felt
my balls touching her own. While I was pushing, the butt plug was squeezing
me from the inside, making me feel some pain at first, but after a while,
the pain subsided giving a sweet warm sensation back there, complementing
the feeling of my dick. I was thrilled! I started pumping the fucker of my
lady, fucking him up his ass, in front of her eyes, with a plug stuffed up
my ass, and my woman was rubbing her pussy, cumming again and again.

She was the biggest slut, all those years in my house, and I was missing
all the fun. When I was ready to cum, she got up, and pulled the plug
violently out of me! The pain was so intense that I retracted from his ass
in agony missing the orgasm. My dick was still hard, my ass was in pain,
and I was horny as hell, since this was the second time I had been
interrupted. She kissed me in my mouth, reinserting the plug, and pulling
it out again. My ass was hanging wide open, and I was feeling a strange
emptiness.

I got at all fours, and she lubed her girlfriend's dick with Vaseline,
rubbing a good quantity of Vaseline on my hole, and my cheeks, and even
inside me. I was ready for her. She parted my string, and I felt the tip of
her dick touching me. My wife was guiding her monstrous equipment inside
me, and I was gladly accepting it, feeling my ass stretching in agony. She
pushed steadily until she managed to get her whole dick inside me. I was
feeling so full; precum was dripping from my dick. I was bended over, with
my ass up the air at her complete mercy, stretched to its limits. My dick
was harder than I had ever felt it.

She stood still for a time until I relaxed even more, and then she started
humping me like a bitch. My ass was clearly not virgin any more! She
grabbed me from my waist, just like she was fucking my wife when I caught
them, only now the pleasure was all mine. So sweat, so full! My wife had
made an excellent choice and I was happy that she was sharing her
girlfriend with me.

With the fifth thrust, all my doubts about my love life were gone! It felt
so damn right. All I cared about was to fuck and get fucked, to allow my
woman get the most pleasure she could. Her girlfriend literally fucked the
shit out of me! She was humping me with mad lust for more than half an hour
and I was in a state of continuous orgasm! My ass was burning, and I felt I
had no control over it anymore. It was stretched to its limits, wide open
full with juices like a hot pussy. It was so nice feeling her inside me,
dominating my virgin hole, offering her my virginity as a present.

Soon enough, unconsciously I started moaning like a whore, trying so move
my butt in her rhythm, trying to fuck myself against her dick.

My wife got jealous, and laid on her back with her pretty legs stretched
wide open. My fucker was then ordered to fuck her, and she reluctantly
retracted, pulling my asshole so hard, that a piece of gut was hanging out
in reverse, forming a beautiful ass tulip! I squeezed my butt cheeks
together, closing my gaping hole, while I watched him inserting his dirty
meat inside her pussy, and my slut-wife cumming in an instance! She was a
bitch in heat! He started fucking her like crazy, and I approached him from
the back and inserted my dick inside him, while he was fucking my wife's
pussy. He gladly accepted my erect cock, and he moaned in lust.

I was fucking him, and he was fucking her, until I finally came inside his
sweet ass, and the moment I came, he came filling my woman's pussy with his
hot thick cum. She got her pussy filled up, with an enormous quantity of
semen, and it seemed that his cum would keep gushing out of his dick
forever. He was holding her in place until he made sure that the last drops
of his seeds were inside her, and when he was done breeding he retracted
and collapsed on the floor.

I sucked him dry, getting taste of his precious sperms, trying to thank him
for the pleasure he had given us. My wife stood up and a pint of cum,
gushed out of her torn pussy. She was dribbling cum, and she kissed both of
us with passion, thanking us for the fun and pleasure. I was kind of
jealous. I wanted to get my ass filled up the way her pussy was, but I was
sure that it would happen in the future so I didn't worry at all.

By the time he left us, I fucked my lady in her cum soaked pussy again,
giving her another load of cum which she gladly accepted. The moment I
exploded inside her, she finger fucked my asshole vigorously, and massaged
my prostate milking me dry. She was such a slut! But one thing was for
sure: She did know how to feed her pussy and ass, and mines as well.

Everything changed from that day. We were more like girlfriends, getting
ourselves ready for a good dick and a nice fuck. I would fuck her daily,
more than once, dressed up in her clothes, and she would fuck me in my
sweet boy-pussy, with a big strap on. We would go and wax our body hair
together, and she would share her panties and shoes with me. She would send
me to work, wearing stockings and her panties under my trousers and
sometimes with a butt plug jammed up my shit hole. A whole new life full of
sex and experiences started since that beautiful day.

to be continued...

If you liked the story so far and want me to continue, please e-mail me
with your comments.  Thank you for reading, Jim.