"Fuck!" Ben panted.
"Oh my...holy...shit! Slap my ass like the little slut that I am!" I breathlessly exclaimed as his hand left red prints on my voluptuous, round cheeks.
Jay couldn't believe how much he was enjoying watching his wife getting fucked from behind by another cock.
He could barely get out, "Leigh, baby, you are such a slut. Take that cock like you own it. Oh my...god...you are my little cock whore, aren't you?"
"Yes! Yes I am!" I screamed as my pussy was completely filled with another man's swollen member.
A little back story...
Jay and I were always very open with each other about our pasts, former relationships, prior sex life, etc. He knew that while I had a fair amount of partners, none of them came to close to memorable. I honestly couldn't remember the orgasms or lack there of, the look or size of their dicks, or the more often than not, vanilla positions.
Jay was on a mission to open me up sexually and release the inner slut that was always there, but too afraid to come out with anyone else. We had a very healthy sex life. We couldn't get enough of each other. But there were some mental blocks I had to get past. We talked through things and eventually I got over them with Jay's help.
I never really owned sex toys prior to Jay. I would just usually use my fingers to get off. I tried a couple cheap vibrators, but they just weren't my cup of tea. But after a few months, Jay and I had collected a giant box full of toys. We had bottles and bottles of lube, different types of highly rated vibrators, four or five dildos ranging in width, length and color, a sex swing, a pocket pussy, a few butt plugs, nipple clamps, blindfold, handcuffs, paddle, etc. It was our own secret, naughty collection and I loved it.
We started using the dildos and fantasizing that they were other guys. I was a little hesitant at first to think of other men during our love-making, but Jay assured me that it was a huge turn on. That was so foreign to me, as my past was full of jealous, over-protective losers. It was different with Jay though; he loved the thought of me being with another man. After I got over the initial guilt and shame I felt, something happened that I never thought would; I squirted.
During one of our intense sessions, I could feel myself nearing climax. I relaxed my body and just let go. My pussy tightened and then gushes of fluid came squirting out all over Jay. We were both shocked and soaked. Jay was so turned on. He kept going. I squirted and squirted until there was nothing left. I was drained. It was the most unbelievable feeling. I've watched porn where the girl would squirt, so I knew it was possible, but to actually feel it, was beyond comparison. Once I started, there was no stopping it.
At 32, after birthing two children, I was pleased with the outer appearance of my body. I kept in decent shape with health kicks every few months consisting of at-home workouts and healthy eating. I had a pretty tight pussy, not altered by vaginal births, but instead cesarean. All in all, I'd say I was a catch. Jay was more than pleased with my body, to the point of one day admitting that he wanted to share me. He wanted to see me take another cock while he watched.
I had never been in a threesome. Like I said before, my prior sex life was pretty vanilla. The thought of a threesome made me nervous at first, but after talking about it with Jay, I realized that it excited me in a way I had never come across before. We decided to make an online profile on an adult site that was designed for people to find sexual partners. We signed up, added a description, uploaded photos, then just sat back and waited.
Our profile blew up faster than I ever thought possible. It was a little overwhelming at first. We had guys coming out of the woodwork wanting to get a chance to experience me for a night. It boosted my confidence and made my clit throb in anticipation. It was flattering to say the least.
But after a few months of fake profiles and flakey people, we basically gave up. We still checked our profile every day in hopes of finding that one person that could make our fantasy a reality, but the excitement wore off fast.
One day, like usual, Jay and I were text flirting back and forth while he was at work. He was telling me how horny he was and how he couldn't wait to get home to taste my delicious pussy. He had my clit throbbing and my pussy dripping with arousal. He told me he had specific things he wanted me to do before he got home.
One, he wanted me to be completely naked and lying on the bed.
Two, he wanted me to wear the blindfold and to not remove it until he told me to.
Three, he wanted me to start slowly circling my clit with my fingers and gently caressing my breasts and teasing my nipples.
Four, I wouldn't speak to him and he wouldn't speak to me. He told me to just relax and let my mind and body feel and experience the desire.
Jay telling me what to do prior to our sessions wasn't anything new. He would often tell me what he wanted to happen before leaving work. So, like a good little girl, I did what I was told.
I put on the blindfold and acted like Jay was there watching me from a shadowy corner. I slowly, methodically unbuttoned my blouse, shrugged it off my shoulders, and listened to it drop to the floor. I playfully turned to the corner of the room and smirked.
Next, I reached behind me and unzipped my skirt until it was loose enough to gently swing my hips side to side and let it drop to the floor alongside my crumpled blouse. I turned my back to the corner as if to tease "Jay". Again, I reached my hands behind me and unclasped my bra. I held the front of it close to my chest and lowered each shoulder to let the straps fall down.
I turned around to face the corner. I let go of my bra and let it fall into the mess of clothes on the floor. I gently lifted my head a little toward corner with a rising desire. The thought of Jay watching me undress was making my pussy clench with an awakened craving.
I stood there in my black lace thong panties and black, thigh high, fishnet stockings and felt unstoppable. I tossed around the thought of keeping my panties on and letting Jay take them off with his teeth or taking them off now, so Jay could see and smell what the anticipation of his arrival was doing to me. I decided to go full commando and let him ravish me the second he walked into the room. I left my stockings on to add a little eye candy to the sight.
