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Sexual Awakening - The Beginning

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Chapter 1 - About us?.or rather, about her?..

As beautiful and sexy as she was, she never was comfortable enough in her own skin to let loose. Or maybe it was her religious upbringing. But whatever it was, she was sexually shy and cautious. It didn?t help that I was an overprotective husband who in our first years of marriage made sure she wore baggy, unflattering clothes, especially to her work, so that attention from other males might be muted. We married when she was 18. A beautiful girl with sexy curves, she had the face of a model and the body to be a real sex diva. Now in her early 30?s, she was quite stunning and growing more attractive as she aged. She worked hard to keep her body thin and attractive. She had a natural olive complexion that she enhanced with regular tanning. And then there was her body; a hot body indeed.

In those first years together and into her mid-20?s it was always I that would initiate sex. Dawn just wasn?t a sexual being by nature. It appeared that she enjoyed sex, but she didn?t really let completely go. She was always a bit submissive, a fact that later became an area to explore. Whenever I initiated, she would allow me to make love to her and she would participate along the way. She rarely had the wife?s ?headache? that would avert sex. She was willing. If I asked her to suck my cock, she would. She was willing to try any positions I wanted. Anal was the only thing we didn?t do together, but it was never something I had really cared for and she was reluctant if the topic ever came up in joking. Still, if it was something I had really wanted, I think I could have persuaded her to give in. But it got old. Never having her initiate sex, never having her want me so bad she had to tear into me. It was frustrating to say the least.

In those early years of marriage, Dawn worked in a small office around other young women and men around her age. My over-protectiveness led me to question her about men that might hit on her on a regular basis. I was jealous and worried. I mean, she never initiated sex, so maybe she wasn?t into me? She insisted she was, but her nature was just that she didn?t initiate sex. She always appeared to be very honest and open with me. And I really never had any reason to doubt her. It seemed she was a truly ?good girl? that didn?t really have the sexual drive to be a cheater that would succumb to some temptation that presented itself. Still I asked her regularly if any men were hitting on her and while reluctant, she was always willing to tell me about it. It was obvious it annoyed her at times that I asked so much. But I was quite jealous of my secret treasure and I didn?t want anyone else to discover what I had. As our marriage matured however, that would all change.

There were the occasional days when Dawn would come home from work and tell me that some young guy in the office had flirted with her or told her how attractive she was. One particular guy, Brian, would hit on her from time to time. One day I recall her saying he had cornered her in the copy room of her office and asked her to join him on an overnight trip he took for work. She would coyly turn him down with a giggle. The other women in the office would tell her how enamored Brian was with her. I could tell she was flattered by the attention, but she wasn?t really interested in him. Besides, she was a good girl. She always claimed she was not attracted to any of the men she was around all day. I never really understood how she could be so oblivious to the opposite sex, especially since sex was always on my mind. But every now and then she would tell me about some guy that was cute that she passed on a street or that had popped into her office for a visit. So I felt like I could trust what she was telling me.

I had been to her office several times and to work parties, so I knew vaguely everyone that she worked with. As part of my continual badgering of her (to see what threats were out there), I pushed her about a particularly good looking guy that worked in her office named Brit. This guy looked like a GQ model or something with blond hair, blue eyes and all. After pressing her more, that she must find him attractive, she did admit that he was cute, but he never gave her the time of day. He was married and he never hit on her at all. She insisted that even if he hit on her, she would never entertain the idea of cheating. It just wasn?t in her nature. And I had no reason to doubt it. She was so sexually repressed that she seemed almost uninterested in it. It was truly something she could live with or without. An idea that was foreign to me. I was almost a sexual addict, a typical guy I guess one would say, but it was on my mind often. But for her, she was one of those women that didn?t really need it. It perplexed me so much that I read about the topic and found it to be a somewhat common trait in some women. So it gave me some peace of mind. My gorgeous wife wasn?t the type of woman to fall for some other guy.

One evening we attended her company?s annual Christmas party at a posh country club. It was a semi-formal event, so Dawn slipped into a very sexy black dress that she had only worn once before with me. The dress was cut low to show some nice cleavage with lace trim and it exposed about half of her back. She had very full 36c?s so she was rocking that dress. The sleeves were a sheer lace. It wrapped tightly around her curves and was cut about 4 or 5 inches above her knees. Topping it all off were black thigh high hose with garters. That dress was made for her body. It was as hot as she had ever looked in a public setting.

The event began with cocktails in the lobby prior to a formal dinner which would follow. She had only consumed alcohol once or twice with me prior to this night, as she never liked the taste of alcohol much. She could tolerate a wine cooler, but that was about it. At this event, it was an open bar, so we talked to the bartender to find a fruity sweet drink that she might like. She wanted to fit in, as everyone was having a few drinks and chatting. Dawn settled on a sea-breeze and we proceeded to mingle and chat. The alcohol certainly relaxed her and she was quite chatty as we talked to various co-workers and their dates. She had just a couple of drinks as we went from group to group chatting, but it was enough to have her very talkative and giggly.

When it was time for dinner, we took our seats in a small ballroom at one of several rather large round tables. Around the table were maybe 8 others guests. Sitting next to Dawn was a guy named Mike that was probably about the same age as us, mid-late twenties. He was an outgoing guy, the life of the party it seemed. He was only average lookingwith dark hair and he was sporting a nice navy blue suit for the evening. As we waited for the various dinner courses to come out from the kitchen, Dawn and Mike chatted quite a bit with each other. She was continually giggling as they chatted and I began to feel I was being ignored a bit. I noticed a few times that Mike?s date seemed to have a bit of a frustrated look on her face as well. Of course there was plenty of conversation to go round so we couldn?t really focus on what they were talking about anyway. Another of Dawn?s co-workers and her husband sat on the other side of me and chewed my ear quite a bit.

As the dinner progressed, jealousy began to fill me. Maybe it was the alcohol in her and in me, but I felt like Dawn was being flirtatious since she was seemingly spending 90% of her time talking with him. Each giggle set my blood pressure higher. I don?t have much of a poker face, and I felt like she could tell I was getting frustrated. A time or two later in the dinner she asked me what was wrong. So certainly she could tell. But after a few moments she was back to talking it up with Mike again.

When the dinner was finally over, we made the chilly stroll back to our car to head home. I began the drive home quiet, with my blood boiling inside me. Dawn again asked me if something was wrong. After a few moments I unleashed my anger of feeling ignored all night. She acted as though she didn?t know why I was upset and that she didn?t realize she had spent the whole dinner talking with him intently. I pointed out that Mike?s date occasionally had made eye contact with me with a look of frustration on her face as well. Dawn continued to apologize and say that she didn?t realize how I felt and that maybe it was the alcohol. She had consumed maybe2-3 drinks during the evening and certainly that had an impact on her. I could tell she was buzzed quite a bit during our evening out. The rest of that night we didn?t talk much, but she insisted to me that she didn?t find Mike attractive and that she was simply talking with him during the dinner. In the days that followed, our life returned to normal and that night slowly became a memory, or so I thought that it would.

Several weeks would pass, with my thoughts occasionally returning to the jealousy I felt that night. As I lay in bed at night with that evening running through my mind, an odd emotion began to mix in with the jealousy and anger. I?m not sure when it began, or how it started. But in my head I began to imagine ?what ifs? about that evening. What if under the table Mike had been rubbing her leg? What if Dawn had been rubbing on his? As odd as it seemed, I became quite aroused at that thought. My cock grew hard and I became very turned on. What if Dawn had gotten up to go the restroom and they had secretly met up in a side room? What if in that room they made out, with Mike?s hands running over the body of my wife? What if Dawn had unzipped his pants and sucked his cock in that room? The sexual excitement I felt was indescribable. As those thoughts filled my head, I found myself masturbating to them. Cuming so hard that I felt my cock would explode. And in the days that followed, I found myself wanting my wife more often than before. And when we had sex, those thoughts rushed back and I found myself more turned on and sex starved than ever. It was an odd perversion, but something that I could not tame in the least. As I thought of my wife in the arms of another man, being sexually aggressive an open, it drove my libido crazy.

Little did I know that those intertwined emotions Ifelt about my wife that were so intense: jealousy, fear, anger, and now unbridled sexual arousal, would change my sex life forever. And change the course of our sexual life as a couple. The incredible arousal I felt was something that I couldn?t let go of, yet it felt so perverse and wrong that I hid it for quite some time. It became a frequent thought of mine when having sex with her and when alone and masturbating. But when I was done it always seemed so wrong. Why would the thought of my demure, yet gorgeous wife in the throes of passion with another man drive me crazy to the peak of sexual arousal? I didn?t understand it, but in the years that followed I began to research the topic. I read a book or two at the library that touched on the subject, then online articles regarding the psychology of my fetish. I began to realize that while it was inherently perverted and seeming unhealthy for a loving relationship, the powerful feelings that had taken over me were quite common. Exactly how common is certainly not clear, but it became apparent to me that I was not alone in my perverse fantasies of imagining my wife with another man. There were entire website dedicated to the topic, and I found many couples online that enjoyed swinging or watching their spouse with another. The more I read, the more I grew comfortable that I wasn?t entirely perverse.

Chapter 2 ? And the story begins

As we entered our early 30?s I couldn?t help, but want to further explore this fantasy world and share these feelings with my wife. But how would I do so without coming across like some crazy sexual pervert?Besides, how could someone who had their wife dressing like a Sunday school teacher, and someone who harbored enormous jealousy inside about any man that showed her even the slightest attention, now enjoy the thoughts and feelings of their wife being with another? The jealousy wasn?t entirely gone, but it was certainly taking a back seat to the sexual arousal I was feeling with these fantasies. I began to encourage Dawn to buy more revealing outfits. And I began to really push her to tell me about men that she found attractive. Not just those on television or in movies, but real men that she encountered each day at work or when we were out. She had always been a little reluctant to tell me that she found anyone attractive other than the occasional celebrity. But as I began to push and she could see that I really did enjoy hearing about it, she slowly began to open up. I began to intertwine fantasies of other men into our own love making. But I?m getting ahead of myself, so let me back up a bit.

When we first dated Dawn was still in high school. Back in those days she wore a more typical wardrobe that included a lot of typical teenage girl clothes. The occasional tight tank tops and some low cut shirts were in her wardrobe back then. Over the years my desire to have her under lock and key resulted in those outfits ending up in the back of the closet and even to the trash can. In those school years long ago she did enjoy showing off her body in tasteful clothes and the attention it garnered from young men. It was only since she had been with me that I had ratcheted down the sexuality in her wardrobe due to my own insecurities.

So the new me began to actually enjoy taking my wife clothes shopping.And the clothes I picked out for her were not the typical demure wardrobe from the past. In fact, it became an erotic and fun day out for me and to some extent, for her. I would pick out a number of outfits for her to buy. She would try them on and we?d take home the ones we both loved. Some Dawn thought were too risqué, but I bought them anyway and she would wear them with me. My cock would be hard as I watched her try on low cut and sheer tops, with some tight jeans or short skirts. Then came the underwear and lingerie shopping trips. I spent a few hundred dollars a month buying her new things to wear. Short shorts, tight low cut tops, lace panties and push up bras.

Dawn started to wear the new outfits with me when we were out. She might wear a tight tank top and tight jeans out of the house. Over time the tops got lower cut, the shorts got shorter and she realized that she enjoyed showing off her beautiful body as much as I enjoyed her doing it. And she began to love the attention she got from men when she did. I remember one particular outfit in those early days that when I look back even I am a little embarrassed now at just how revealing I had her dressed. I remember being particularly horny that day so I talked her into wearing a completely sheer yellow cotton short sleeved top. It was skin tight and very thin, wrapped snuggly around her 36c?s. It had 3 buttons along the top, and I had her wear two opened to show cleavage, with no bra at all. Toping it off were some tiny jean shorts. She wore it only once out of the house with me and it was on that day. Where did we go you ask? Well, we went to the supermarketfor a few groceries. Not quite the setting for a pair of big tits coming at you in a see through top. I recall one of the store employees at the grocery store and 2 other young men circling to walk past us 5 or 6 times to get a glimpse of my wife?s gorgeous 36C?s. Her large nipples could be clearly seen through the shirt when the light hit them right. They had a day at the grocery store that I bet they still remember to this day.

Seeing Dawn in that outfit made me rock hard. And to know that other men could see how hot my wife was ended up being just as arousing. Now wearing this sheer a shirt out of the house without a bra made her uncomfortable, so I didn?t ask her to do that again; at least not to the grocery store. But I mention that top to point out that she would do anything that I asked her to if I pushed it enough. That outfit was totally inappropriate for the grocery store. While the outfits she began to wear were much more sexual than she had worn the past few years, they weren?t quite that risqué as that one top with no bra under it. At least not for trips to the grocery store anyway.

Next came the photo sessions. After I?d buy her some new clothes, we?d get home and Dawn would put on a fashion show for me. I would usually take photos with a nice high definition camera I had, and occasionally I would video tape the sessions. I?d have her pose in a provocative way, leaning up against the wall with her back arched, or laying across the bed with a very sultry look on her face. I?d have her take a strap down off her shoulder at first, or an extra button or two open on her shirt for my pictures. Then I?d ask her to completely unbuttonit so that she was wearing it wide open with her bra showing. I?d have her take her shorts down a bit and photo her in just her panties and bra. I?d ask her touch herself or suck on her finger as she posed for me. Then I?d have her take them off completely. She would end up posing nude or nearly nude across the bed for me, or up against a wall. Sometimes she?d pose against a countertop or sitting in a chair. Then I usually ended up so aroused we would have sex a time or two before she got through all of the outfits. As you might imagine I have a huge collection of stills and videos of my wife at this point. Flipping through those pictures or videos makes for an exciting time alone or as foreplay before sex with her.I definitely enjoyed looking through those photos, but in the back of my mind, did I want to keep all of these super sexy pictures just for myself or did I wasn?t to show my gorgeous wife off to the world? The temptation built to show off those beautiful photos of her to some select friends. But with who?And I?d have to gain her approval for that. But I figured I?d be able to gain her approval if I had to. Or I?d die trying.

As time progressed I pushed Dawnto tell me more about men that she found attractive. At first, there was almost no one she would admit to finding attractive. But over time she began to admit to a few men in her life that she might one day consider dating or having sex with IF she was single. That was a start. And over time I got her to agree she might also consider it if the moment was just right (namely, if she was very drunk and I was completely ok with it). Usually after admitting to such a thing, she?d back off of it again and say she didn?t think she could ever do that for real.Did I think she ever would act? Really no, and I wasn?t sure if I really wanted my fantasy to be real anyway, but it was exciting to think about. And before you ask, there was never any consideration for any other women being in the picture. Dawn was clearly heterosexual and she would not ever find doing anything with another woman arousing. It wasn?t completely disgusting to her, but she said she would never do anything remotely sexual with another woman. She didn?t seem to back off of this stance, so I didn?t push that one any further at the time.

Dawn?s first ?admission?was a former male co-worker as I mentioned before, then a current one; then on to a neighbor of ours. She began to see that after admitting to finding some men attractive, it got me extremely aroused. And when she admitted that she might even want to fuck one of these men in her life (usually when she was quite drunk and had my mouth covering her pussy), I would have her fantasize about fucking them as I made love to her. I?d talk dirty to her and tell her to imagine I was these men. I would set the stage of the fantasy for her: a chance encounter perhaps, like one of these guys running into her somewhere and taking her into a storeroom to fuck her against a wall. As I fucked her we?d talk through the fantasy and I?d push her to say their name out loud and to talk about what she imagined. I?d ask her if she was my whore, and to tell me what she wanted these men to do to her. Most of the time Dawn seemed annoyed by me talking to her about these fantasies while making love. They seemed to be more for me. But a few times she got extremely into it, telling me how she might hike up her skirt for the neighbor to show him a tattoo and then she might start rubbing on his cock if he came on to her. When she got into it, I noticed that Dawn would cum very quickly and very hard. Imagining her with those men and then hearing her sounds as she came was absolute sexual ecstasy and motivated my fetish even more. Dawn was so fucking sexy. Knowing other men wanted her was so erotic and hot for both of us. And she was so fucking sexy and so hot when I made love to her. When she was feeling particularly sexy after getting hit on at a store or by the UPS guys, she would really get into the sex even more. She began to really enjoy sucking my cock. And oh my God, it was just the hottest thing to see.

At first she really didn?t seem to get fully into this new twist I had introduced into our sex life. But the fact that she did participate at times in my role playing made me think that there was a sexual woman inside of that hot body afterall. And she did it because I loved it and because I wanted it. As I began opening up this sexual side of her, she began to actually enjoy getting me hot and getting me off. She looked into my eyes and would work my cock just the way I wanted it. I was beginning to really enjoy our sex life and she was seemingly enjoying it more as well.

Chapter 3- Unleashing the whore within

So you might say after all of that I had unleashed my wife?s sexual side. And that I?m quite the pervert. Well, you may be partly right, but Dawn was not quite unleashed yet. She still was generally uncomfortable to even admit finding anyone attractive and rarely if ever wanted to fantasize about it with me. It was always my idea and me pushing it on her. Ever acting on any of it was certainly just a distant dream in my own mind. Baby steps I thought;baby steps. Besides, where did I want this fetish to go anyway? I mean, how far did I want this to go?Perhaps I would create, or rather, unleash this sexual being that had been lying dormant inside her for all those years. Perhaps I would lose my wife if this progressed, or at least I might put the ideas in her head that would lead her to cheat on me with other men. Those thoughts did cross my mind, yet I was compelled to push on. The high I got from these thoughts was too much. It was instant arousal for me. And it was some of the hardest climaxing I had ever experienced, even just when masturbating. So I couldn?t stop. It was an addiction. Like heroine or crack cocaine. I was hooked and I couldn?t turn back. But where would it go? And did I want it to leave the fantasy realm at all?

My wife who rarely drank before this new fetish would now drink with me on a more frequent basis. Dawn usually had more fun when she was drinking andI found the more she drank, the looser her lips became and the more sexual she became (shocking I know). Once or twice per month when we were alone on a Friday or Saturday night it became common for us to have a few drinks at home or at a restaurant. After a few drinks, she became a much more confident and sexual individual, with fewer inhibitions and more honest answers to any question I might ask.

We began to have a date night on Friday nights where we would go out to a club or local sports bar and have some drinks and dinner. Dawn enjoyed dancing to some good booty shaking dance music after having a few drinks. She could really move that body. She was an extremely sexy dancer and could hold her own with anyone on a dance floor. Unfortunately, I didn?t really dance nor do I now. But I would stand with Dawn as she seductively danced in front of me, occasionally rocking back and forth a bit, or I?d lean on a stool with my legs open and she would dance with me, grinding and shaking in front of me once the alcohol hit her. The men would stare and hit on her if she was alone even for a second which began to boost her confidence even more. Usually she was wearing skin tight jeans or a short skirt or shorts with a low cut top with a push up bra. Her tits and ass were always looking amazing, and she was truly gorgeous from head to toe. I recall that she wore her hair in a short style, similar to Victoria Beckham (aka Posh Spice). Her brown hair was tinged with blond highlights. Occasionally she?d dress with something sheer on so that her bra would show through her shirt. I particularly liked her in soft sheer bras as her big soft tits were so hot and they felt so good when I reached in to cop a feel. She preferred the push-up variety which gave her the appearance of having very large D?s, a full cup larger than she actually was. One thing was the same though no matter what she wore. Dawn was always smoking hot and rocking whatever outfit she might have on. She was usually showing lots of cleavage, skin tight material over her curvy hips and ass, and those smoking hot tan legs with just enough skirt to cover her ass without showing her panties.

She was getting hit on regularly when we?d go out and it was definitely a turn on for both of us. Staring mainly, but when I?d walk away, guys would approach her. Some of them were guy s that she too found attractive so her confidence grew more. I was quick to tell her how hot she looked and to point out the other men that I saw checking her out. When we arrived at a club or bar she would point out to me any guys that she found attractive. Usually it was no one at all (she?s really picky) or just one or two. And typically one of those guys would come up to her at some point during the night. So her confidence was growing by leaps and bounds.

Occasionally we went out with a friend or two of mine. Most of the ones that went out with us were single guys or divorced ones. They enjoyed hanging out with us as Dawn had a fun personality and they could talk with both of us. And most of them openly admitted that they thought my wife was as smoking hot as I did. They loved the new outfits she was wearing, and I would ask them what they thought about Dawn when we would go out. At first they were complimentary, but cautiously so. But I would get real specific asking about her body so they could see I was completely into them complimenting my wife?s hot body.

One of my friends that hung out with us was Mark. He was an old high school friend who was a football player with six pack abs back in the day. Now in his 30?s, he had put on a few pounds, but he was still very athletic. He had always thought Dawn was as hot as I did, going all the way back to when we had first dated. Back then she would occasionally wear a tight body suit or tank showing off her perky boobs which were C?s back then too. As guys will do, he would flirt with her in front of me in a joking way. He was always telling me how hot he thought she was and asking if he could fuck her in a joking way. Back then I was jealous and didn?t really enjoy his comments, so he would do it just to get a rise out of me.

Now in our 30?s I was a new man who loved to show my wife off. When he joined us at the local bar for drinks, I would encourage him to tell her how attractive he found her in order to boost her confidence and to see what her reaction would be. She had a complex that she was too fat like most women do. She weighed only 10 or 15 pounds more than she did in high school. So in reality, she wasn?t fat at all. At 125lbs and 5?5?, she was a perfect size with a voluptuous body that any man would adore. But a lot of nights, even with some attention from strange men, she wasn?t feeling hot. I would ask Mark if he thought she was fat. He would go on and on about how perfect her body was and how she had no reason to think that way. He became pretty comfortable telling her how attractive she was and how lucky I was to have her. The flirting was always fun and harmless. At the end of the night when Dawn and I got home I?d ask her about Mark and if she thought he was attractive. She normally said no or that he was ok looking, but not her type. Mark had blond hair and was still pretty built, but definitely not as thin as he used to be. He was probably 240lbs now and stood about 6? tall. But all in all he was a pretty decent looking guy that could snag the occasional attractive woman at a bar. So I figured Dawn might find him a little attractive.

When we returned home those nights from the bar I would ask Dawn if she would ever let Mark play with her body. Or maybe she might want to suck his cock one day. She would always say no and dismiss the thought quickly. But then I would start kissing on her neck and rubbing her through her shorts and I?d ask again. To my surprise after trying this tactic one evening after drinking heavily, Dawn gave me a hesitant ?maybe.?It wasn?t much considering I had her drunk and I had her turned on at the time, but this still got me rock hard and we ended up having sex that night with me telling her to fantasize about him. Maybe she just told me that to get me hot or to shut me up, but it was enough to get me red hot. We?d have some crazy hot sex and I would have her tell me about what she wanted Mark to do with her.

In the days and weeks that followed I?d ask her if she ever had a dream of fucking Mark or if she had ever masturbated to him. She said no of course. I told her she should try it sometime, when she?s alone with her vibrator. A few days later I asked again. She paused for a moment and said ?you know, I think I had a sex dream a few nights ago.? I recall that she woke up really horny that morning. She proceeded to tell me that she had masturbated that morning thinking about Mark fucking her. I got so fucking hot again. I wanted details of what she fantasized about. She couldn?t remember it all, but she talked me through it as I slid her shorts off and started eating her out on our couch. God it got me so incredibly turned on, words just don?t describe the intensity. We ended up fucking again, ending in an intense orgasm for both of us.

I would masturbate to the thought of this for weeks after. The thought of my wife getting molested by my friend, or any man was almost too much to take. I imagined Mark sucking on her tits and rubbing her pussy, and Dawn sucking his cock, then her getting pounded. In reality, I realized she was probably only telling me these things to get me to stop bugging her about and to get me hot. But it was working!

The next few times we went out with Mark, I really didn?t expect anything any different than ever. We went to a bar near a house he was renting at the beach, thenwe walked back to his place as we normally did. One warm night I recall that Dawn was wearing some short dark colored jean shorts and a black sleeveless top that tied behind her neck. It left most of her back and shoulders completely exposed. It was cut low showing a lot of cleavage and underneath it she wore a black padded push up bra, and black lace trimmed satin panties, boy short style. She had some sthelettos on to complete the look.

As we walked back to Mark?s house, Dawn commented that after having 3 or 4 drinks and eating a wrap that she felt fat. We went into Mark?s and he made us both another drink. We sat down on his couch and talked for a bit. Mark insisted she was not at all fat and that she looked amazing, as did I. I could tell she was pretty buzzed and she told Markto play some dance music so she could dance. He obligated and she began to dance a bit in front of us, in a rather provocative way. I was yelling for her to strip and Mark was agreeing with me. She stumbled over into my lap and I began to kiss her, but she pulled away quickly. Mark sat on the other end of the leather couch looking on at us. I asked Mark, ?don?t you think this is a hot body?? And he said without any hesitation, ?oh yeah.? Dawn said, but ?he?s only saying that because he doesn?t see my belly.? I suggested she show him and I began to pull her shirt up showing her belly. She pulled it down quickly. I said, ?she even hates her tits? and I told him we had both talked about getting her a boob job to lift them and make them D?s. He proceeded to tell her how perfect they were already and that?natural tits were much better than fake ones.? She smiled coyly, ?but you don?t see what they look like when they aren?t all pushed up.? I suggested she show him so she could get an independent male opinion. I reached behind her neck to untie her shirt and she slapped at my hand. I said, ?aww come on baby, your bra is no different than a swim suit top, let?s see them.? I reached up again to untie the strap holding up her black top. Dawn held her hands over her boobs for a moment, thenshe let the top slide down to show her huge 36C?s practically busting out of her black padded bra. They were literally pushed up to the point they were nearly coming out, with the outer edge of her right aureole showing so that some pink could be seen along the top of the bra.Mark laughed uncomfortably and said ?oh my God, those are perfect tits!? She covered them again with her hands, but Mark?s smiles and attention were enough that she did not put up much of a fuss. I began to kiss her again and Mark went on to tell her again how beautiful her tits were. Dawn leaned back for a second and reminded himthat he was seeing them pushed up. So I suggested she take the bra off. ?Just give us a peek? I said as I fiddled with the latch in the back of the bra. She stopped me. I leaned forward and kissed on her neck softly, then along the cleavage. Then I said, ?just pull it down and give us a peek,? and I reached up and slid the strap off of her right arm and went to pull one of the cups down. She resisted for a moment, but then let me pull it down for just a moment. It was just long enough that both Mark and I got a quick look at her right tit.It was full and tan like the rest of her bodyrested against the cup of her bra. She had the sexiest large pink nipples. I was literally stunned that she was letting me do this. My dick grew hard. Mark giggled with excitement.

Dawn covered it back up after about 5 seconds. I continued to push that she let him get a better look and see them both. She said ?I don?t like them,? and covered up coyly again with her hands. I said, ?come on baby, they are perfect? and Mark again agreed. I fiddled again with the latch on her back, excited like a kid on Christmas morning. She leaned back and said ?let me do it.? Reaching back Dawn unlatched her bra and slowly let it fall down her arms exposing both of her bodacious beautiful 36C breasts. Her soft full tits laid against her chest for both of us to see. I leaned in and kissed on one of her soft pink nipples, sucking softly on the right one so Mark could get a good look at the other one. I pulled on it with my mouth making the nipped stand erect about a quarter inch as I pulled back on it. Mark giggled and said ?wow, those are beautiful? or something to that effect. Dawn covered them again with her hands after a few minutes. I suggested she go show Mark so he could see them better. I wasn?t sure what to expect, but to my amazement, she pulled the bra back up over her chest with just her hands holding it up and she climbed into Mark?s lap. I told him how soft they were and to feel for himself. She looked at him in his eyes and slowly let the bra fall down her arms again and her tits popped back out. Dawn then muttered words that got me even harder than I already was. She said ?you can touch them...? He looked over at me with a big smile for my approval and I nodded. He reached out taking one of them in his hand, then both of them, squeezing them softly. Mark told her again how perfect they were and how beautiful she was. He softly stroked her nipples between two of his fingers. Dawn leaned into him and pushed her boobs into his face. He opened his mouth and began sucking along the top of her left breast, then ran his lips down over her nipple. He sucked gently pulling on her nipple then going back taking it all into his mouth harder for more. Dawn sighed loudly in a sexual kind of gasp. Her hands wrapped around the back of Mark?s head as he sucked on her tits. My dick was rock hard at this point and it was all I could do not to touch myself. I squeezed my cock a time or two through my shorts watching Mark kissing on my wife?s chest as she ran her hands through his hair. This went on for maybe a minute or two.

After a few moments Dawn pulled the bra back up, latching it and came back into my lap. I said, ?now you know that Mark thinks you are as hot as I do.? She said something about being too fat and I said, ?look, get up and let us see your whole body.? I told Mark that she had the hottest matching panties on. ?Show Markhow hot those lace panties are.?She got up from my lap and stood in front of me, now wearing just her dark jean short shorts and that black bra. Shevery slowly unbuttoned her shorts and pulled down the zipper. She paused for a minute and said that was all we?d get to see. Mark again told her how gorgeous she was and that she didn?t have anything to be ashamed of. Slowly she pulled them open and down just a bit showing the full front of her panty. Dawn looked so hot in those black satin panties with lace trim. I said ?let?s see the back too? and she turned to give us a quick look at her cute little ass, then spun back around grinning seductively. I reached my hand out and rubbed along the outside of her panties running my finger down between her legs. I said they are so soft, and I slid them to the side a bit and slipped my middle finger into her pussy parting her lips with it. Dawn?s pussy was extremely wet and I slid my finger along her lips for a moment. She closed her eyes. ?Someone is turned on,? I exclaimed. Mark just sat on the other end of the couch smiling. I said ?show Mark how soft those panties are, he wants to feel them too.? Without hesitation she walked over in front of him and slid her shorts down past her knees, and she stepped out of them. Now she was standing there just wearing that black push-up and those lacey panties. She said ?you can touch them if you want.? My cock throbbed in my shorts.

Mark reached out and rubbed softly along the satin panties across Dawn?s pussy. She bit on her bottom lip. Mark looked into her eyes as he rubbed his fingers along the outside of her damp panties.

Me:?Let him see your chest again.?

Dawn reached back and unlatched the bra again, letting it fall to the floor. She climbed up into Mark?s lap straddling his legs.Mark rubbed along the outside of the panties, leaning forward he began to kiss on my wife?s chest again.

Mark: ?Absolutely gorgeous?

His fingers were now slidinginto her panties, and sliding along her very wet pussy. She moaned softly as he slid one finger into her cunt. He continued sucking on the top of her tits, running his mouth down and wrapping it around her nipple. Dawn began to sigh softly each time his fingers when into her and she began to rock in his lap as his fingers entered her. Her hands ran through his hair.

I could hardly stand the excitement of it all. I was shocked and very aroused. I rubbed my cock a bit on the outside of my shorts, just for a moment, pushing down on it. At this point there was no jealousy. It was just incredibly hot. Dawn was sitting 3 feet next to me in Mark?s lap as he fingered her and sucked on her tits. It was something I had fantasized about and now it was happening right in front of me.

Dawn sat up in his lap and slid her panties down to her thighs so he could get to her pussy better. Mark took his hand and slid two fingers into my wife?s cunt making a slapping sound against her wet pussy as he slid his fingers in harder and harder. She continued to moan as his fingers darted in and out of her. Dawn looked over at me occasionally, a quick glance to see me enjoying the show. She had a coy smileon her face, her breathing picking up. She closed her eyes. I could see how much she was enjoying it. He leaned his head down and kissed down her belly toward her pussy and she sat up a bit more on her knees so his mouth could just reach the top of her completely shaved pussy. He continued to finger her as she moaned ?oh that feels so good.? I could hear the sloshing noise it made each time it went it. She was dripping wet. She moaned softly as his lips ran across the top of her cunt, his tongue darting into her lips and across her clit. The little sounds she was making, very soft grunts as his finger pierced inside her were driving me crazy.

Mark split her lips open with his fingers and tongued along her clit for several minutes. She sighed louder, biting her bottom lip and rocking a bit harder as he suckled her clit. One of Mark?s hands was now wrapped around her ass, the other fingering in and out of her pussy. His mouth was wrapped around her clit. Dawn?s hands rubbed through his hair and she looked down on him, then at me with a smile, then closed her eyes again, bit her lip and moaned a little bit louder. His neck was bent down a bit awkward and he sat back up and continued to slowly finger her. She reached down, out of breath nowand slid her hand along his shirt, over his belly and onto his shorts. She pushed her hand down on his cock through his cargo shorts once, and then again.

Scott ran his tongue all over her breast and then sucked on one of them as she pushed on his cock again.After a few moments she fell over to the side of Mark and leaned against the arm of the couch and laid back a bit. Her legs were spread open with one up across Mark?s lap and the other hanging off the arm of the couch. ?Don?t stop? she barked. Mark reached in again, rubbing her thighs now with each hand, then leaning in and giving my wife?s cunt and open mouthed kiss. He continued to eat my wife out for several minute as she softly moaned and rocked her hips up and down. After a few minutes, Mark sat back up and continued rubbing her cunt with his hand. He looked over at me again and smiled as if to say, ?are you sure you are ok with this?? He wasn?t quite sure that I was really going to be ok with all of this. At least that?s what it appeared.

It was at that point that I heard the words.

Dawn: ?Someone fuck me.?

Mark motioned for me to come over. I pointed to him as if to say, ?go ahead,? but he motioned and said ?go on.? She said it again.

?Someone fuck me!?

I paused for a moment, then realizing that Mark wasn?t going to, I came over to her, my knees on the floor and I pulled her hips over to the edge of the couch and I slid in my throbbing cock into her dripping wet pussy and I began fucking her. Harder and harder I slammed my cock into her as Mark sat watching us. She squeezed on Mark?s arm as I continue to pound her. Each time she moaned more loudly now almost screaming as I slammed it into her. She began to cum, arching and screaming ?ohhhhhhhhh, yes, ohhhhhhh God.? I came almost immediately and collapsed across her body. I am not sure if I had ever been turned on so much and yet, I felt a slight disappointment that Mark didn?t get to fuck her.

At this point I became a bit embarrassed to be semi naked and fucking my wife in front of my friend. I slid out of my wife and I pulled my shorts back up.

She seemed a bit disappointed too, but I told her that we needed to get going. It was about 1am and we had a long drive back home. She laid there for a moment, thenshe began to get dressed. Mark thanked us for coming over and asked if everything was alright. I said ?yeah, we?re cool, I?m just tired and we need to get going.?Mark gave her a big hug and gave her a kiss. I could tell he wanted her to open her mouth so he could make out a bit with her, but she just gave him a peck. Within a few minutes we were in the car and heading home.

Dawn was very intoxicated and appeared to be getting tired. I said something like, ?did you have fun?? ?I did,? she said. And she asked if I did and I said ?hell yes I did.? That was the hottest thing I had ever seen or been a part of. I wanted to reassure her that I loved every minute of it. I kept telling her how hot she looked and how hot she acted. As long as she only did that with me around, I was good with it. It was hot. She said ?I can?t believe I did that.? She blamed me for pushing her into it while she was drunk, but I said, ?oh no, you aren?t going to pin this on me, you loved it.? I had to admit, it was all my idea and I did push her. But I couldn?t help but realize that she did a lot of this on her own. She went to his lap, she unlatched her bra and leaned into him. She even pushed down on his cock a few times. It was a truly amazing night.

Chapter 4 ? Living the dream

In the weeks that followed a mixture of feelings were present for me. Mainly the extreme heat I felt for my wife, especially each time I thought of the events of that night. We had sex more often those weeks than we had had in years. And she seemed to really enjoy the sex more as well, cumming more quickly than she normally did. I couldn?t help, but feel some slight insecurity at times. And what kind of husband lets other men see his woman?s body and touch it too? But the pure raw sexual arousal I felt was too overwhelming and overtook the little bit of fear in the back of my mind. Besides I thought, he was a bit overweight and she had told me repeatedly before and after the encounter that she didn?t find him very attractive. Of course I raised the possibility of doing it with someone else that she did find really hot, but she recanted saying she didn?t think she could do anything like that again?..well, maybe if she was drunk enough I thought. The thoughts brought a smile to my face and firmed my cock fully erect each time it crossed my mind.

One day several weeks later I was texting Mark to see if he wanted to hang out with us. Dawn had actually suggested it, so I obliged and asked like a good husband. The thought of that night before repeating was a powerful aphrodisiac. She swore that she didn?t want to do anything, just have some fun and some drinks and hang out. But when I asked if it could happen again, she said she didn?t think so, but ?anything was possible when I?m drunk.? We didn?t have a lot of people we hung with and Mark was a mutual friend at this point.

That evening we went over to Mark?s and walked to a local bar again. We had some laughs and he flirted with her during the night, but she didn?t let anything happen that night. She let him get some big hugs a few times and he complimented her appearance frequently. But aside from that, it was a PG rated affair.

The days that followed I would bring up other men when we fucked. I decided to bring up Mark again a few times. I asked her if she had thought about that night anymore and she said that she had. I asked her if she had masturbated thinking about him and she said she had done it once. The thought of her rubbing her clit and cumming as she thought about him got me so hot and we fucked like crazy that night.

A couple of weeks later we went by Mark?s house again. This time he was having a cookout and had invited a number of old friends over from our high school days. There were a few couples that came and a few people were on their own. One of Mark and my good friends was there. Adamlived in Orlandoand was in town to see some of his old friends. Adam was a big guy, but ran marathons to keep somewhat fit. He was a pretty decent looking guy I guess. He had left his wife and son at home in Orlando to attend the cookout. We were all eating and drinking until the last guests left about 9:00 or so. Dawn was getting pretty buzzed again and was rocking a hot outfit again. She had on a jean miniskirt and a button up checkered red short sleeved top on, with the top 3 or 4 buttons open. She had her tits on display again as she usually did when we went out. They looked amazing in her tan push up bra.

Adam was staying with Mark so as the evening wound down, it ended up just being Dawn and I, along with Mark and Adam left. Mark was flirting heavily with my wife telling her how gorgeous she was and Dawn was a bit giddy with alcohol. Mark was giving her lots of hugs during the evening. I raised the topic of Dawn showing us more of her sexy body. She complained as she did weeks earlier that she didn?t like her body. Mark was sitting on the couch next to me again, in the middle of Dawn and I, and Adam in a chair across the room. It didn?t take much prodding. Both Mark and Adam told her they didn?t think she looked fat at all. Adam told her she was super gorgeous. I started to ask the questions to see if she wanted to play.

I asked her first to just unbutton another button. She stood up as if she was going to walk out of the room. Then she turned back and looked at me from the middle of the living room. She already had the top open a good bit all night and was rocking some major cleavage. I said, ?pleeeease? and she coyly obliged. I then coaxed her to undo another. Only 1 or 2 buttons remained closed and she pulled apart her shirt to let her bra show for us to see. The pink push-up was practically busting at the seams with her enormous tan breasts crammed in. I suggested that we could get another opinion on her body from Adam. She unhooked the last buttons, and pulled the shirt apart. She put her hand on her hips and looked at Adam and Mark as if to say, ?get a good look boys.? Her bodacious ta-taswere busting out of that bra. Adam and Mark both giggled like little boys and they went on to tell her how perfect her breasts were and how her entire body was smoking hot. She saidcoyly,? but I feel fat.? They insisted she was crazy. She complained that her tits were too saggy and I said ?let us see them so we can get Adam?s opinion too.? After refusing a time or two, with a devilish grin she took her shirt off and let it fall to the floor and reached around to unhooked the bra, letting it hang a bit off her chest, but held it up with one hand.

I said, ?comeon, take it off.? She stood in front of Mark and I, and she looked over to Adamand let the bra drop down.

Adam: ?Spectacular.?

Dawn: ?But they aren?t as full as they used to be; shouldn?t I get a boob job to perk them back up??

They both quickly said ?hell no? and insisted they were perfection. I said, ?let them feel them so they can check them out.?

She walked over to Mark and sat in his lap. He reached out and gently squeezed them both and said ?my God Johnnie, you are a lucky man!? He rubbed on them a bit with Adam and I looking on. Then she got up and walked over to Adam and said ?what do you think?? Adam began rubbing on them and insisted they were amazing. She got back up and began to latch her bra back. She picked her shirt up off the ground and began to put it on. I think the 3 of us yelled at the same time,?don?t do that!?

She sat on the couch between Mark and I let out a tired intoxicated sigh. It was obvious she was pretty buzzed. My cock was about to bust out of my shorts.

I said ?she gives the best blow jobs too.? And I took her hand and placed it on my shorts over my cock. She looked at me as if she was a bit pissed at me, but she kept her hand there and she began to rub my hard cock through my shorts. I leaned over and kissed her and asked her to suck my cock. She didn?t move right away, but after a few seconds, she slipped down on her knees between my legs and began to unbutton my shorts. She pushed her hair behind her ear and slid down my zipper and pulled out my hard cock taking it into both hands.

She pulled on it for a minute looked at me and then took it into her mouth and began to give me the hottest blow job I?d had in some time. Dawn sucked on my cock for just a minute or two and then said ?that?s it.? She started to get onto the couch again. I put my cock away and said ?show Soctt how fucking good that is. You give the best fucking blow jobs.?

She said ?no,? and I asked again.

Dawn: ?No.? (softly)

Me: ?Mark hasn?t had a girlfriend in a while, and he?s never had his cock sucked like you do it.?

Dawn gave me an evil look, then slowly slipped into the floor and crawled over to where Mark sat on the couch next to me. She put her hands on his cock through his shorts and began to tug on it a few times.

Dawn: ?Someone is nice and hard?

Mark was embarrassed it appeared and unsure, until she said ?do you want to see too??

Mark shook his head and exclaimed ?oh yeah!? She reached up and unbuttoned his pants, slid down his zipper on his shorts and reached in. Her hand disappeared for a moment and you could see her rubbing his cock inside the shorts just kind of toying with it. ?It?s nice and big,? she said. ?Is that because of me?? She looked up at Mark biting on her bottom lip and began to fight to pull out his cock of his shorts. He just nodded his approval.

Mark sat up a bit and pulled his shorts down off his thighs and Dawn?s hand emerged holding onto his erect cock. It was a thick cock, not too long, maybe 6 inches or so, but it was really thick. She stroked Mark?s cock in both of her hands and looked over at me looking a bit glassy eyed, but with a smile. I nodded my approval and she looked at his cock again and then up at Mark. Mark sat mesmerized staring at my wife. She continued to stroke on his cock with both hands, as if she was trying to decide how to proceed. After a few moment she took it into her mouth.

Mark immediately moaned a sound like ?ahhhhh? as she worked her mouth around the head of his cock, then took him into her mouth deeply. She had one hand wrapped around the base of his cock as she worked her mouth up and down along his cock in a twisting motion.She rubbed on his balls with her other hand. Dawn looked up into his eyes and slowly rolled her mouth along the head of his cock, scrapping her teeth gently along the top of the thick cock, and then taking him in deeply again into her mouth. She continued for a minute or two, sucking hard on the head of it, then jamming it down deep into her mouth to the base. Mark muttered quickly that he was about to cum. She pulled her head up and leaned back, continuing to stroke his cock with both hands as it exploded onto his lap and onto her neck and along the top of her chest. She finished jerking him off and said mockingly, ?I guess you liked it.? Mark agreed.

Mark:?Oh my God, that was THE best head I?ve ever had!?

Adam and I were just watching this wonderfully hot show from where we sat. I was more aroused than I had been since the last time we were over Mark?s. Dawn got up and cleaned herself up in the bathroom and then brought out some Kleenex and wiped Mark off.

I said, ?but what about Adam, he wants to see what it?s like too? ? She looked over at me like I was crazy and said to Adam, ?do you want me to suck your cock too??

He nodded approval and she crawled over to his chair and began trying to unbutton his shorts. She couldn?t seem to get it open, so Adam reached down and unbuttoned them himself and unzipped his pants and slid them down. His cock popped out throbbing hard. It was an average sized girth and length, maybe 5 or 6 inches. It was fully erect and you could see it throbbing in her hands as she began to stroke him. She looked up at him for just a moment then took him into her mouth. At this point I couldn?t stand it anymore. I had been rubbing my own cock over the top of my shorts. I walked up behind her and slid up her skirt exposing her sexing little ass. She had on a thin pink string which I slowly slid down her legs and into the floor. I slid my finger inside of her to make sure she was nice and wet as she continued sucking Adam?s cock as he looked on. Dawn?s pussy was literally dripping with desire as she worked on Adam?s cock, her head bobbing as she ran her tongue along his shaft.

I quickly unbuttoned and dropped my shorts to the ground and slid my cock into her pussy from behind. I fucked her hard, slamming my cock into her thick wet pussy again and again, she moaned as I slammed it in, but she continued to suck Adam?s cock. Adam had his hand wrapped around the back of her head guiding her onto his cock again and again. This continued for 5 or 6 minutes before I heard Adam moan loudly that he was cumming. Dawn?s head bobbing up and down more quickly and she pulled on his cock tightly with her hand, her mouth still wrapped tightly around his cock as he started to moan loudly.

She continued sucking him as he exclaimed, ?oh fuck yes!?

Adamsh ot his loud into her mouth. And she didn?t skip a beat. She kept her mouth tightly wrapped around his cock and continued bobbing her head up and down, pulling on his cock. She swallowed his load and I came into her cunt just seconds later, harder than I had in a long time.

Dawnsat up and wiped off her mouth and looked back at me as I fell to the floor exhausted. She climbed up on the couch to rest, putting her tits back in the bra. They had apparently popped out while she was sucking on Adam?s cock. She rested her head on one arm of the couch and her feet stretched out across Mark at the other end.

Me: ?You didn?t cum yet did you??

Dawn: ?No, but that?s ok.?

I suggested that she rub one out on the couch. She first said ?no,? but Mark urged her and I did as well. Dawn slid her hands down, pushing down her skirt exposing her neatly shaved pussy. Mark helped her pull the skirt off her feet. She laid there with her head on the arm of the couch, her legs gagged open, her pussy facing Mark as I sat in the floor watching. She slid a finger along her clit and began to rub herself in small circles. Mark began rubbing her thighs as she touched herself. Mark inserted a finger into her cunt as she rubbed he clit faster and faster, moaning softly again and again, then more quickly as she moved her hand faster and faster.

Dawn: ?Do it harder.? (moaning)

Mark inserted two fingers and began to jam them into her a bit harder and she moved faster and faster herself. He hips moving up and down now in rhythm. After just a minute or two she began to moan louder and breathe harder. Then she let out a high pitched squeal, arching her back as she moaned ?ohhhhhh, ahhhhhh, fuckkkkkkk!?

We all looked on with our cocks hard again at my wife writhing in ecstasy, her legs quivering a bit as she came in front of us.Marktook his fingers out of her and rubbed her thighs as she moved more slowly. She laid her head to the side and said, ?I?m ready to go to sleep.?

On that note, I got myself ready and grabbed her skirt and panties from the floor. She sat up and I handed them to her. She slid them back on and we said our goodbyes to Mark and Adam and left for home. It was another unforgettable night.

When we got home, I fucked her again. She came once, then a second time quickly. It was clear that this was not only something I loved, but she was enjoying it quite a bit too. Most of the things she did, I could tell she wanted to do. She wouldn?t do anything that she didn?t want to do, that was for sure. She was into it!

In a matter of weeks I had gone from having these crazed perverted fantasies in my head of my demure, sexually cautious wife, to having her act them out for me with not just one, but two of my friends at the same time. It was exhilarating to me, and at the same time, I felt rather perverted and crazy for pushing my very beautiful ?good girl? wife into having sexual contact with other men. What had I done? Were we down a road that would end in disaster? I quickly dismissed that notion as I was confident in our relationship. She was doing it for me, and she enjoyed the attention too. But there was no emotion for her with them. She was perfectly happy if she never did it again. But I knew she loved it!

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