I had just gone through my divorce and was feeling lousy, actually worse than lousy, I was pissed at the world, at women, the whole fucking thing. 30 years down the drain, and she gets more than half, where is the justice? I mean, I expected her to get half, even though she refused to work the last 10 years of marriage. Hell, I'd said, as long as she didn't whine, she could stay home, but no, I didn't bring enough money and she complained daily.
Finally she left, and it was rough, hard to go from being in a monogamous relationship for 34 years to being alone every night.
I was lucky, I knew how to fend for myself better than most guys, I could cook, clean, do laundry, so that part was easy. It was the quiet that was disturbing, the part you are not prepared for.
My buddy Steve told me that there was a vacancy in his Condo where he and his wife Carole lived and I should look into it. Not long after I took possession, it seemed that every night I was eating supper at their place. It was nice and took away some of the boredom, and they were fun to watch, always flirting with each other, always sexual innuendoes, all the stuff that had been missing from my miserable existence for the last 30 years.
One particular night they got to wrestling and one of Carole's breasts popped out into view. Her creamy white orb had a dark brown nipple that was as hard as a rock pointing out at me, and they both laughed and Steve bit into it right in front of me as I watched. Steve asked me if I liked what I saw, and I smiled, nodding my dry mouth, unable to get the words out. Carole was a very sexy woman, and I had secretly desired her for years, but I never told Steve that. Carole smiled at me with a sly little girl look, and that only caused my hardening cock to press tightly against the confines of my jeans.
Carole then grabbed Steve's head and kissed him deep and passionately, all the while never letting her eyes leave mine.
Fuck, here I was 49 years old, haven't been with another woman and getting my very first live sex show. Steve pushed her back onto the couch, looked at me, and then ripped her blouse wide open, buttons flying everywhere. I was stunned, I had never seen Steve lose control and thinking he was about to go berserk, I stood up. They both told me to relax, that Carole loved rough sex, and I should enjoy what was about to happen.
As I sat back down, Steve grabbed her by the hair with one hand and then ripped her bra off with the other. I was mesmerized by the scene unfolding before my eyes. Steve told her that Greg was about to see what a special little slutwife she was, and that she was going to suck his cock as I watched.
With that being said, he stood up, unbuckled his pants and pulled out a very thick, yet average length cock and shoved it into her mouth. Carole took his cock no problem, and she sucked greedily, one hand reaching for his testicles. Steve kept one hand entwined in her hair making sure she knew she was under his control, and pushed his pants down to the floor. He then pulled her head from his cock and slowly slid it sideways through her pouty lips. Her eyes rolled back as the slut in her became more evident. Her saliva coated the length of his veiny manhood.
He looked at me and kept thrusting, telling me that she loved to be used, that she loved to be a slutwife, and the nastier he could be the more she craved it. With that he sneered and he shoved his cock into her mouth, pushing it in until his pubic hair was against her nose and then he started to face fuck her in a way that I had only seen in porn movies.
He grunted and she sucked, gurgling sounds from the saliva and pre-cum mixture that was being pistoned down her throat. My hand was rubbing my stiffening cock through my jeans as I watched this spectacle unfold. Steve reached down and grabbed one of her breasts and savagely twisted the whole thing, not just her nipple but her tit, causing it to turn bright red. All Carole did was let out a throaty moan and roll her eyes some more. It was obvious that they had played this game before, and they quickly fell into the roles that they each cherished.
Steve once again pulled out, and lifted his cock and Carole took his large hairy balls into her mouth, sucking first one, then the other, alternating cleaning his sacs. With her eyes closed, she was moaning subconsciously, savouring the situation her husband had put her in.
It was then that I noticed Steve beckoning me to join in, using his finger to silently call me over. I rose to my feet and undid my pants letting them fall to the floor. I stepped out of them, and removed my briefs and t-shirt. I went behind Carole and reached around her, cupping her small tits in my hands, using my thumb and forefinger to roll her nipples to an erect peak.
She did not bat an eyelash, and continued sucking his balls, only stopping to remove the odd pubic hair from her mouth. Steve winked at me, as if to say watch this and he pulled his balls away from her lips, lifting his ass and exposing his brown ring. Without hesitation Carole stuck her tapered tongue out and began to lick his wrinkled bud. Again, I had seen it in porn movies, but I never thought real couples did this, I knew certainly not in my marriage. Steve then spoke out, telling me to not be so gentle on her tits, that she loved it rough.
He told me to slap the little puppies, to make her feel like a real slut. I gently gave then a slap on the side, and he said not like that, and he gave them a firm back hand, and the sound of pleasure that escaped her mouth surprised me. "Did women really like this?" I thought.
Steve pulled away and told Carole to stand and remove her skirt, and when she took it off, I noticed she was au natural underneath. Steve sat back and lifted his legs and told her to tongue his ass some more, and she knelt between his legs and eagerly begin sticking her tongue inside his hole. Once down, I got behind her, my hard cock poised at the entrance to her cunt which seemed to be clenching on its own, as if trying to invite me in.
