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Innocense Lost

My wife, pretty little thing she is, is always listening to her friends. Sometimes it is to the point where what they say seems to influence her more than what I have to say, and while this is usually frustrating in the extreme, I decided to use it to my advantage one week last summer.

My wife’s best friend is this cute little Mexican gal that stands about five feet tall, and has a small pair of breasts that, when she is excited or cold, have a very pointy pair of nipples that I would just love to suck on and watch her squirm. Long black hair, lithe body, and dark skin with innocent brown eyes round out the picture of Icela. My wife is almost the exact opposite being five foot six or so, very light skin, and very well endowed.

I happened to find out that Icela was having an affair. I found this out one day when I made a surprise visit to her house to see if I could borrow something or other and saw her naked in her kitchen getting fucked hard by this man I had never seen before. I watched most of it until they moved from view. I debated on whether to knock or not, and decided I would wait and confront her later. Icela’s husband is a good friend, and I wanted to shame her for what she was doing without his knowledge. But then another thought came to me and a plan was hatched.

A couple hours later I went back over to Icela’s house and found her back in the kitchen, but this time she was cleaning it up – wonder why? I knocked on the door and she invited me in and that is when I hit her with my plan.

I told Icela that I had been by earlier, and that I wanted to know who the man was she was fucking in the kitchen. She turned red and tried to deny, but it ended before it began when she saw I was in no mood for lies. She looked at me with nervous eyes and said, “What are you going to do?” It was then I began to smile and said, “I want you to set something up again with that guy. Is he a regular,” I asked? “No. Nothing regular. He has fucked me a couple times is all,” she said with a red face. “But you can get him back here right,” I asked? “Yes. What is it you want from him anyway,” she asked? “I want you to invite Jan,” that’s my wife, “over and get her good and drunk. You know, get her into one of those long talks you have with her and convince her that she needs to get fucked by another man sometime to make life interesting. Then tell her you need to run and get some more liquor and leave. Have that man come over while you are “gone” and tell him to fuck the shit out of Jan. Have him fuck her in the kitchen like he was fucking you, so you can watch, and when he is all the way in her come back in. I want you to video this so I can see it,” I told her while her eyes got bigger and bigger.

“You want me to set this up so she can cheat on you,” she asked? “It won’t be cheating since I want it to happen, but she can’t ever know that I know…ok,” I said? Icela looked at me like I was crazy, but she really wasn’t in the position to say no. “When do you want this to happen,” she asked? “She is home all day tomorrow, so do it then. And Icela, I want you to make this work ok? Make sure she gets fucked every which way and then some,” I said with lusty sounds in my voice. Icela looked at me and winked, “Looks like this will be for the both of you then,” she said and grabbed my crotch. My dick had gotten hard just thinking about it. She rubbed my dick through my pants for a minute, kissed me on the cheek, and said, “Ok. I will make this happen.”

You have to understand that this is something my wife would NEVER do. She is shy, innocent, and never even talks about sex with anyone but me usually.

The next day came and I made sure that I would not be in town, but told Icela that she had to call me while it was going on and let me listen without Jan knowing about it. So I sat at work all day waiting, and waiting, and waiting. Minutes seemed like hours, but finally the call came. Since I have my own office, and didn’t have much to do that day, I was sure I wouldn’t be disturbed. When the call came I locked my door, and began to listen. I heard my wife, sounding very drunk, talking and giggling. I heard Icela say she would be right back, and the door slam. Silence except for a small giggle now and then that said my wife was VERY drunk.

Soon I heard a small knock on the door. A man’s voice and some more giggles. This went on for about fifteen minutes and I was starting to get bored, but just about then I heard what I had been waiting for. I heard him say, “Would you like me to take it out?” Her response was immediately “No,” but he wasn’t deterred apparently because I then heard her say, “Oh my God, put it back! Icela will come any minute!” Then he said, “Don’t worry about Icela.” Then I heard the distinctive sound of my wife moaning slightly, and then a little louder.

“No. Leave them on,” I heard, but then it sounded like her jeans came down, then another moan. I heard a chair move, and then I heard my wife fairly scream, “Oh God, no!” Then I heard what I had really been waiting for. I heard my wife grunt in sexual ecstasy, and it was then that I knew she was now being fucked by this man I had never met. Her grunts became loud and she started calling him names.

Her speech was slurred a bit, but she said, “Fuck me you bastard. You want this pussy, then fuck it,” she said. “You like me to fuck you – you little slut. You want me to shove this in you again and again don’t you,” he said? “Yes. Yes – fuck. Fuck,” she said almost incoherently. I then heard the door open again. Icela picked up the phone and asked, “Enough yet?” I said, “No way.” She must of moved the phone because now I could hear the juices of my wife’s pussy squishing as she was being pounded mercilessly by this man. Then all was silent for a moment. I wondered what was going on when Icela picked up the phone again and said, “Listen to this.” I then heard another very loud moan coming from my wife, but this one was different. This one was low, and strained, and she did it over and over and over. I knew then that this man was fucking my wife’s virgin ass, and from the sound of it she liked it. He began to pound her ass and she was babbling incoherently and moaning hoarsely. It was then Icela picked up the phone and said, “You will have to watch the video for the rest stud, and you will have to pay me any way I want before I give it to you.”

The phone went dead.

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