Spicing It Up (closed for 36b7 )

[dendelights]

Here is a scenario for us to build a story around.

My wife was engrossed in her Kindle again. She had been reading it a lot lately and I sensed an ‘intensity’ about her. She didn’t even seem aware of me watching her and today I could see that her nipples were rock hard. Watching more closely I noticed that from time to time she was clenching her thighs together and rolling her pelvis.

“Im going to take a shower,” She announced suddenly, and left the room. I had a fair idea what she was intending to do in the shower!
I considered following her to see if I could spy on her in secret but instead I picked up her Kindle to see what she had been reading.
The title of her current book was “My Favourite Spice”. I opened it at the Prologue and started to read.

“Prologue.
They say that variety is the Spice of Life and after my recent experiences I would have to agree. My relationship had become stale and my partner and I decided to ‘spice things up’. This book is made up of ten short stories which will enable the reader to join our journey into a world of erotic wonder.”

I had the feeling that our own journey was soon to begin …….

I am looking for a woman to write the female role in this story.
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[36b7]

My wife was engrossed in her Kindle again. She had been reading it a lot lately and I sensed an ‘intensity’ about her. She didn’t even seem aware of me watching her and today I could see that her nipples were rock hard. Watching more closely I noticed that from time to time she was clenching her thighs together and rolling her pelvis.

“Im going to take a shower,” She announced suddenly, and left the room. I had a fair idea what she was intending to do in the shower!
I considered following her to see if I could spy on her in secret but instead I picked up her Kindle to see what she had been reading.
The title of her current book was “My Favourite Spice”. I opened it at the Prologue and started to read.

“Prologue.
They say that variety is the Spice of Life and after my recent experiences I would have to agree. My relationship had become stale and my partner and I decided to ‘spice things up’. This book is made up of ten short stories which will enable the reader to join our journey into a world of erotic wonder.”

I had the feeling that our own journey was soon to begin …….

~~~

I'd discovered Kindle unlimited a month or so ago while looking for something to amuse me in the evenings and I'd spotted a book of short stories called 'My Favourite Spice". At first I'd thought it was just another of those cook books that seem to occupy most of the shelves in book stores but it was the prologue that really caught my attention, especially the bit about a relationship being stale.

It's not that ours had stopped or become infrequent but it certainly had become routine: Monday nights were off after the first day back at work, Tuesdays I had Yoga, Wednesday Jack was ... well you know what I mean and if we were lucky and hadn't fallen asleep after sharing a bottle of wine on Friday evening then we'd get it on but even that was much the same as every other Friday evening. We'd shower and then perform oral sex on each other, and I say perform because he didn't go down on me and eat me out like he used to and I can't remember the last time he came in my mouth. And then that was followed by a quick fuck . It's not that Jack wasn't good in bed, he could always bring me to orgasm and that was fine, but it was the same week in week out and I guess it was the same for him.
The thing is we never talked about it, never asked or suggested that we might try something different but this book said we could.
All we had to do was read it together and try out the suggestions.
But how to suggest that to Jack without offending him? Was I brave enough to start the coversation without seeming to be complaining?

I just didn't know but what I did know was that what the book was suggesting was exciting and really turned me on to the extent that after reading half the first chapter I had to make an excuse and go into the bathroom to masturbate.
I don't think Jack noticed as I got out of bed saying I was going to grab a shower. I pulled the bathroom door to behind me, and started the shower, letting the water cascade over me for a moment before taking the shower head, setting the jet to pulse and pressing it between my legs, letting my imagination run wild with what I'd read.
God I needed this and the combination of the shower and my fingers on my clit soon had me wanting to scream as my orgasm raced through me but I bit my lip, holding my breath and trying not to fall as my knees almost gave way.

 

[dendelights]

The next evening Lucy was curled up on the sofa, again engrossed in the book on her Kindle. From time to time she would run her tongue around her lips. This was a mannerism that I knew was an indicator that she was aroused. I had not had any opportunity to read any more than the Prologue of the book she was reading, but it sure was turning her on.

Our sex life had gradually become rather routine over the years. I gather this is pretty common for couples at our stage in a relationship. The sex was still pleasant but I felt it could be better but I didn’t know what to do about it. I had done a little research on the internet and found that apparently women are more imaginative in their sexual fantasies than men. And also more interested in experimenting and trying out new experiences. The book Lucy was currently reading certainly seemed to bear this out. Perhaps I could use the book as a way to get Lucy and I talking about our sex desires. It was not a subject we had ever really discussed.

I plucked up my courage and asked.

“What are you reading Lucy? You seem very absorbed by it.”

 

[36b7]

Chapter One. Flirting.
We can all remember those first glances, the coy smiles and perhaps a faint blush at something he said that was perhaps a little risqué but at the same time gave you a warm feeling in your tummy ...

Oh yes, I remembered that all so clearly, that first time seeing Jack as he stood with some friends drinking beer, laughing and joking with them. And then the girlfriends I was with, on our second round of cocktails, and how he'd grabbed the attention of all of us and Suzy The Slut - well we didn't call her that to her face of course - saying 'Oh yes, he'd certainly get it' and we all laughed but she was right. He was absolutely gorgeous and later that night trying not to moan as I masturbated so's I didn't disturb my roommate as I imagined being intimate with him, but my roommate was fast asleep from the shots we'd had after the cocktails. And then drifting off to sleep, my fingers idly twirling in my pubic hair, wondering if he'd be in the same bar next week.
And then the next week, trying to catch the waiter’s eye to order another round of cocktails but instead making eye contact with Jack and me blushing and the sudden warmth and dampness between my legs.
Where had that all gone? Yes it was the same Jack but somewhere along the line all that had drifted away.

“What are you reading Lucy? You seem very absorbed by it.”

Jack’s voice broke into my reverie. I looked up.
“Oh,” I said, lifting my iPad as if looking at the cover of a paperback. “Oh, it’s a book about relationships, y’know, how they work out, what different couples do, that kind of thing, y’know, some break up or divorce and some go on for years and years and what those couples do. This chapter is about flirting, how it’s important not to stop. They’re suggesting that you can recreate those first moments, y’know, the glances, the touches, that kind of stuff.”

I closed my iPad.

“Perhaps we should give it a go, just for fun of course. What do you think?”

 

[dendelights]

“Sounds like a lot of fun, let’s give it a go.”
Rather to my surprise I felt a twitch and a pulse of pleasure in my pants. Just the fact that Lucy was suggesting something different had excited me. I wondered what sort of thoughts she might be having. The idea of her having sexual fantasies was getting me growing hard. I was curious, and wondered if I might be surprised by her fantasies. Would I even be shocked?
I thought for a bit then came up with an idea. I felt strangely nervous and shy about suggesting it but here goes.

“You remember last week we drove past that quaint little Pub on Stable Street and said we should try it for a change? There probably wouldn’t be anyone there that we know. I could go in first and order myself a drink then you could come in and go to a seat on your own. Then I could come over to you and anyone watching would think that we were strangers and that I was trying to pick you up. We could carry on that pretence.”

Lucy looked at me for a long moment then said.
“I love it!” then she gasped and said.
“Oh my god! I’m meant to be at a Yoga class.” and she raced out of the room.

I was left with my head spinning and a bulge in my pants. I had the most demanding erection that I had had for a very long time. There was no way I could wait for Lucy to come home from Yoga. I had to attend to this and I had to attend to it NOW

 

[36b7]

I love my yoga sessions. It gives me time to clear my mind of everything but tonight my mind was buzzing with the possibilities of Jack’s suggestion about the pub.
This was just what the book had suggested, not just flirting with each other but making it a game we could play and as the yoga class progressed and we went through the various positions, I imagined the scene in the pub .
We’d drive over separately, I’d sit at the bar and wait … and then … and then a handsome guy would walk in, see me perched on a bar stool and offer to buy me a drink.
I’d accept and shift slightly on the bar stool, adjusting the hem of my skirt so that more of my leg was showing. He’d give me an admiring look and move closer so that his hip was just touching my knee and after a second drink he’d laugh at something I’d said and then lean in to me and we’d kiss. He’d whisper in my ear and take my hand, leading me from the bar to his car where we’d fuck like there was no tomorrow, my cunt full of his cum.

But it wasn’t Jack.

I gave my head a shake but I couldn’t get the idea of this stranger out of my mind and all of a sudden yoga was out and replaced by a warm, damp feeling between my legs.

The class ended and I drove home and showered.

“Jack hon,” I said as I walked into our lounge with just a towel wrapped around me after my shower. “I think it would be more fun if we drove over to the pub separately. What do you think?”

 

[dendelights]

I heard myself gasp as Lucy came into the room after her shower with a towel wrapped around her. Her eyes were sparkling and she had a glow about her, and a sort of pent up energy. Sexy. She looked very very sexy.
My plan was that we would drive to Stables Pub together but enter separately so I was rather surprised when Lucy announced that we would each take our own car, arguing that would make things seem much more real.

It was about three quarters of an hour later when I pulled into the car park of the Stables Pub. There were not many cars in the parking area so it was easy to spot Lucy’s bright red Toyota over the other side. I walked slowly into the bar and looked around. It took me a moment or two to spot her. She was sitting at a small table over near one corner. She was wearing a short lime green skirt that I hadn’t seen for a very long time, and a black shirt with enough buttons undone to create a plunging neck line.
The hem of her skirt was riding high on her thighs showing lots of her long shapely legs. I went up to the bar and ordered a beer and sat with my back to Lucy. Casually I turned and looked around the room. I caught Lucy’s eye and she gave me the tiniest of smiles.
I turned back to the bar and continued my beer.

When I turned to look for Lucy again I got something of a shock. A rather good looking guy with curly fair hair was standing beside her table and they were deep in conversation…….

 

[36b7]

The pub was about half-full when I arrived. Jack had seemed to hesitate for a moment when I suggested we drove over separately but eventually accepted my idea and I gave him a quick kiss.

“Ok, I’m going to dress, no peeking, I want to surprise you. Oh, and give me half-an-hour’s start so I can get a parking spot and find somewhere to sit. Ok?”

I looked through my wardrobe and chose what to wear for our flirting date, quickly dismissing the idea of panties and chosing instead the briefest thong I had and a lime green skirt I hadn’t worn for a while. It was a lot shorter than I usually wore, perhaps mid-thigh and paired with the thong which snuggled between my cheeks I knew it would look as if I wasn’t wearing any underwear at all and would be a come-on to any male on the prowl.
It also made me feel very sexy.

I ordered a glass of wine and sat at a small table in a corner, not hidden but discrete enough should anything happen, looking at the people in the bar and I just couldn’t get the fantasy that had started while I was at yoga out of my mind and wondered how Jack would react if another man picked me up.

Jack would be in the bar and watch as this other man led me out to the car park and then he’d follow us, just far enough behind so we wouldn’t notice him. He’d see us get into the other man’s car, hear the door slam shut and then watch as the car moved rhythmically as we fucked. The windows would steam up but I’d wipe a patch clean with the back of my hand and Jack would be there, standing right by the car, his cock in his hand, masturbating as another man fucked his wife and filled her cunt with his cum.
I was wet and wondered if it would show on my skirt. My thong certainly wouldn’t soak it up like a pair of panties would.

“Hi.”

A voice I didn’t recognise broke into my thoughts and I looked up to see a good-looking man standing right by my table, smiling at me. Then he bent, his hands on the table, leaning over, his face only inches from mine.

“Mind if I join you?”

My god, it was coming true. This man was going to take me out to his car and fuck me. Had the gods been reading my mind? My mind raced, searching for the right answer. He was standing so close I could see the bulge of his cock outlined by the tightness of his jeans and I ran my tongue round my lips.
I glanced up at him and then across the bar to my husband, then back to the man and again to my husband.
It would be so easy to say yes, so easy to let him fuck me and I felt another rush of wetness between my legs.

“Er, no but thanks. Actually I’m waiting for someone.” And I made a show of looking round the bar.

“Oh there he is,” I said waving at Jack. “ Sorry, perhaps another time.” I said with a smile.

 

[dendelights]

I watched as the man leant low over the table. Lucy turned her face up towards him and for a moment it looked as if they were going to kiss. I could see how Lucy’s shirt had fallen forward and I knew he would be getting a good view of her braless tits. Lucy was jiggling her left foot. Funny how well you get to know your partners little mannerisms. That jiggle meant that she was horny as hell and struggling to hold back.
Their intense conversation continued for a while longer and then the man stood up and went to take a seat at the far end of the bar. Lucy came over and sat beside me.

“It looked to me as if you wanted to fuck that guy.” I said to Lucy. She just blushed and nodded.
“I also think we were both wondering how I would feel about that.” She nodded again.
“Well, I felt a bit jealous, a bit miffed, but then I realised my cock was twitching and the idea of you fucking him was very exciting.”
“I’m going to go to the toilets and while I’m away you can go and tell him that you will come here again tomorrow night, on your own.”
Lucy stared at me with excitement burning in her eyes. I got off my stool and went to the men’s room. I took longer than need be to give her all the time she might want.

When I returned Lucy was sitting on her stool and the man had left.
Lucy smiled at me and said “All set up for tomorrow night unless we change our minds.”

When we got home and went to bed Lucy jumped on top of me on her knees and practically raped me. It was the best fuck we had had for a long time.

When Lucy came home from work the next day I asked her if she was going to Stables Pub again.
“If that’s ok with you then yes.” She replied.
“I was hoping you would still want to and I have had some ideas about how I can participate. What say I come and park a couple of spaces away from you and you can insist that you want to do it in your own car not his. That way I will be near by and will know what is going on in your car. What do you think?”

There was no need for Lucy to reply. She had the biggest ever grin on her face……..

D.

 

[36b7]

As I waved at Jack the man stood, pausing for just a moment to smile at me before saying:
“Yes, another time, I’d like that.” He glanced across the bar to where Jack was sitting watching us before turning back to me and leaning on the table again, his face so close to mine I thought he was going to kiss me. “I’d like that very much.”
He stood and adjusted the front of his jeans. There was no mistaking what he was doing. The bulge in his jeans was even more prominent now and he turned, giving a cursory nod to Jack before taking a seat at the far end of the bar away from Jack. Where his hand had been when he’d leant on the table was a business card and I glanced across at Jack. He was watching the man so I looked at the card and then slipped it into my handbag, picked up my drink and joined my husband at the bar.

Jack smiled as I joined him.
“It looked to me as if you wanted to fuck that guy.”

I blushed.
“Jack, really. Why would you say that. He was just some guy on the prowl. Whatever gave you that idea?” But then he continued.

“I also think we were both wondering how I would feel about that.”

I leant forward, putting my hand on Jack’s knee.
“Sweetheart really, don’t be silly, I wasn’t thinking anything like that. As I said he was just a chancer. I told him no and that’s that. In any case you’d be jealous wouldn’t you?” I leant closer and kissed him.
“You wouldn’t want me to let him fuck me would you?”
I looked at Jack, waiting for him to agree with me but then, to my amazement he said he’d found the whole thing exciting.

“Tell him that you will come here again tomorrow night, on your own.”

My mouth fell open. Was my husband really suggesting that that I meet a total stranger on my own, a total stranger who would want to fuck me?
As Jack stood to leave the bar for the toilet I reached out.

“Jack, Jack …”

But he didn’t hear or perhaps worse, he didn’t want to hear so I turned to where the man had been sitting but he'd gone. For a moment I was glad he’d gone but what Jack had suggested was so exciting. It was as if he was making my fantasy come true. I pulled the man’s card and my phone from my handbag, glanced to see if Jack was still in the toilet and sent a txt.

“I’ll be here tomorrow evening, alone. Come if you’re interested.”

I stuffed my phone and his card back into my handbag and smiled at Jack as he arrived back in the bar.
“All set up for tomorrow night unless we change our minds.”

Of course it wasn’t all set, I’d had no reply but it seemed that was what Jack wanted me to say. Perhaps I’d hear later or tomorrow.
When we got home we had the best sex I could remember for a long time. But it was as if we were thinking different things, me thinking about the handsome stranger and Jack? Well I just didn’t know and as we lay in bed coming down I turned to Jack and told him about the fantasy I’d had during my yoga class.

“Y’know, it’s funny but after you’d suggested we meet at the pub for our flirting evening, well while I was at yoga I had this fantasy of meeting a stranger in the pub and fucking him in his car and then tonight it almost came true and now I’m meeting him tomorrow evening.”
I leant up on my elbow, drawing circles around his nipple with my finger.

“Do you really want this to happen, that a stranger fucks your wife? And what will you want in return? Will you want to have sex with other women?”
I leant over and picked up my iPad, flicking through the pages of the Kindle book I’d been reading.
“So you see here, here’s the chapter headings." and I showed Jack.

1.Flirting

2.Foreplay

3.Positions

4.Fantasies

5.Role play

6.Including others

“We did Flirting tonight, I’ve done Fantasies at yoga, we’re good with Foreplay and Positions aren’t we but now it seems you want us to skip Role play and jump straight to chapter 6, me with this other guy. Are you sure this is what you really want?”

We both fell asleep but my phone buzzing woke me. I glanced at Jack. He was fast asleep and I checked my messages.
“Tomorrow, 9pm.” Mac.
I waited until I was at work to reply.
“See you then. Lucy x”

 

[dendelights]

I was sitting in our lounge feeling both excited and apprehensive. It was nearly half past eight and Lucy was busy getting showered and dressed for her date.
Looking up I watched her walk into the room. She looked radiant but nervous. She was wearing a simple tight black top and there was no doubt that she was braless. The natural curves of her breasts were a delight and her nipples were certainly not in hiding. She watched as my eyes dropped to the flowing Annah Stretton skirt below, with it's typical bold floral patterns and colours. She guessed my thoughts and quickly lifted her skirt then let it fall. My question was answered, she was not wearing any panties either. There had been the odd occasion, long ago, when we had gone out with her wearing no nickers. On each of those occasions I recall that she had found it to be a major turn-on.
Lucy stood and waited. I knew she was giving me the chance to say 'don't go'.
"Off you go then. I will follow close behind so I can park nearby."
I watched as Lucy walked out with hips swaying.
As I drove into the Stables car park I saw Lucy's car pull into a park right alongside an access way. I pulled into a park on the opposite side of the access way. Perfect, it meant our cars were only about five meters apart and no one could get between us. Lucy was out of her Toyota and heading for the Pub entrance as I turned my car off.
I have never been that good at waiting but tonight the time seemed to drag interminably. What were they doing to take so long? They must be having a drink. Yes, that makes sense. They would be chatting. I wonder what they might be talking about? Would it just be idle chat or would it be flirtatious or would it be sexy or even downright filthy. Oh god! My impatient imagination is running wild.
Suddenly the Pub door opened and a couple came out holding hands. It was Lucy and the stranger. Lucy took the lead and guided him over to her car. She was about to open the back door when she turned and raised her face, he took the hint and lowered his lips to hers. I could see that their mouths were open as they kissed passionately. Lucy wrapped her arms around him and pressed in close. I could see her hips rock as she rubbed against him and I knew exactly how that felt. They finally broke apart and Lucy opened the rear door. The stranger got in first and as Lucy followed him she hoisted her skirts flashing her legs for me just before the door shut. My heart was racing
like crazy and I was rock hard. What had we started!?
D.

 

[36b7]

It’s only a fifteen-minute drive to the pub so I was there a few minutes early and I took a moment in the car to remove my wedding ring, putting it in my handbag.
Somehow it felt better that way.
I sat at the same table again, hoping he’d show and at 9pm he was in the doorway looking at me, smiling and he walked over to my table, leaning on it as before.

“So, you came. Where’s …” He paused for a moment, glancing at the empty stool where Jack had been sitting. “Your friend’s not here?”

Of course he meant Jack but I wasn’t going to tell him that he was waiting outside in his car.
“Oh I don’t know, we only see each other occasionally.”
And with those words I knew I’d crossed a line and the excitement of feeling free, of feeling independent, the same feeling I’d had before I married Jack, was intoxicating.

He stood for a moment absorbing what I’d said, looking at as if assessing what I’d said and then he leaned in closer. I could smell his cologne and the faint manly scent he gave off.
“Well, if he’s not here I’d better kiss you hadn’t I.”
And with that our lips met. At first just lips and I opened my mouth to him, just enough for the tips of our tongues to touch and then he stood, just smiling at me.

“I’ll get us some drinks.” He didn’t ask me what I wanted, just ordered what I’d been drinking last night and a beer for himself and when the drinks came he sat close to me, our hips pressed against each other. We touched glasses and then he leant in close, his eyes locked on mine, his voice barely a whisper.
“So Lucy do you date strangers all the time?”

I blushed and giggled.
“No, only the handsome ones.”

“And how many handsome strangers do you know?”

I blushed again.
“Well not many really, just you in fact.

“Then we’d better kiss again, hadn’t we.”
This time the kiss was more intense, him pulling me to him so that my breasts were pressed against him and as we pulled apart he cradled one of my breasts in his hand, circling my nipple with his finger.
I gasped.

“You like that don’t you.”

“Yes,” I whispered, “Yes I like that.”

“And you’re not wearing a bra are you?”

I shook my head. “No.”

“And what about here?” He asked, sliding his hand under my skirt and up the inside of my thigh.
“Any panties?”

Again I shook my head, managing a breathy “No.”

He raised an eyebrow and smiled at me.
“No panties and no bra. What a naughty girl you are. You ought to be spanked. Would you like that?”

I nodded my head dumbly and then managed a whispered “Yes.”

“And what else would you like”?

“I want you to fuck me.”
I didn’t know where the words had come from. I didn’t say them and yet the words had just come out of my mouth and as I heard them a warm wetness spread between my legs. I was going to be fucked by a man who wasn’t my husband and my husband wanted to watch. This was all so fast and yet, it was exactly as I’d imagined it.
My husband wanted me to be a hot wife.

Mac emptied his glass and stood, holding out his hand.
“Well then, we’d better go out to my car.”

“Please, I’d feel happier if we used my car," I said, leading him to mine, opening the back door for him and then closing it after us.

Within moments he had his cock in me, fucking me hard, the car rocking and just as I’d done in my fantasy I wiped the mist from the car window …

 

[dendelights]

The car door shut behind her and in only a few moments the car began to rock and the windows steamed up. It’s Lucy in there I thought. I unzipped my pants and let my cock out. It was so hard and throbbing. I slowly stroked it and it felt wonderful. I wanted better access so I undid my belt and pushed my pants down. Ah, thats better. Now I could take myself in both hands and pushing one down under I played with my balls and ran a finger tip across my little puckered hole. I stroked my cock again with both hands and groaned as streaks of pleasure surged through me. Looking down I could see how swollen my head was and the wee eye was looking up at me. Not for the first time I wished I could take it in my mouth.

Looking back at Lucy’s car I thought again about what would be going on in there. Suddenly the window was wiped clear and I could see Lucy’s back. Her naked back! I wondered if she had taken her top off or whether he had. Later, when we were both back home I would urge her to tell me every tiny detail. I nearly came just at the thought of it, careful, don’t want to cum now.

The window quickly steamed up again and I could see nothing. But the movement continued and I thought about the stranger maybe having his cock up inside my Lucy. I thought about her whimpering and maybe talking dirty to him. Was she saying things like ‘yes thats it, fuck me like that’

It was a long time before the rear car door opened and they both got out. The stranger walked away and Lucy got quickly into the driver’s set and pulled away. I sorted out my clothing and followed after her. I couldn’t wait to hear all about it. Would she tell me everything? Was her cunt full of his cum? I hope so……
D.

 

[36b7]

Mac knew I wasn’t wearing any panties and as soon as we were in my car he’d lifted my skirt above my knees and put his head between my legs, feasting on me and licking my clit. I’d been on fire in the pub but now I was burning and I pulled his head to me as his tongue worked me,

“Cuming, cuming.” I was out of control, my juices gushing from me as I orgasmed.

Mac lifted from me, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand and then kissing me deeply, the taste of his beer lingering, mixed with the taste of my juices.
“Does your friend make you cum like that?”

I was breathless but managed a whispered ‘No’ and a shake of my head.
I watched as he loosened his belt and pushed his jeans down, his cock springing free with a bead of precum glistening at its tip. He was larger than Jack, longer and thicker and I leant forward towards him, wanting his cock in my mouth.
“Please.” I begged as I tried to get to him but he pulled away, shaking his head and chuckling.

“No, not yet, first I’m going to do what you asked me to do. I’m going to fuck you.” And he pushed me back into the seat and then lifted my legs so that they were resting of the back of the front seat. I was totally exposed to him, but I didn’t care, I just wanted him to fuck me.

I groaned with anticipation.
“Yes, now, please, fuck me.”

He aimed his cock at my opening and slid into me, making me gasp as he stretched and filled me, deeper than Jack had ever been and then he started, long, slow strokes, building up speed until the car was rocking.

I wiped the mist from the window and I could see Jack standing right by the car, his pants round his knees as he stroked his cock but I had to close my eyes as Mac continued to pound into me, eventually missing half a beat as his orgasm overtook him and he made one final thrust as deep as he could, shooting his load into me, jet after jet of hot cum until he was done.
We stayed like that for a few minutes until he pulled out of me.

“Now you can have my cock in your mouth. Clean me.”
Dutifully I licked his cock clean, wondering if Jack would be able to taste his cum when we kissed.

Mac zipped up.
“Txt me when you need me.”
And with that he was gone so I got into the driver’s seat and drove home.

Jack’s car wasn’t in the drive when I got home and for a minute I panicked but he arrived as I was opening our front door.

 

[dendelights]

As I drove back to our house my mind was racing madly. All sorts of thoughts flashed through my head. I imagined that I was asking Lucy questions and her answers sprang into my imagination …..

“What was the very first thing that happened when you got into the back of the car and sat beside him.”
“He immediately raised the hem of my skirt and I lifted my bottom off the seat so that he could pull it right up to my waist.”
“What did he do then?”
“He moved away and then lowered his head towards my belly.”
“What did you think about that?”
“I didn’t think, I just automatically leant back and opened my legs wide. Just a natural response.”

More and more wild imaginations went through my head and my cock throbbed.

“Were you wet?”
“I was absolutely sopping. I had started getting wet when we were still in the pub.”
“So I presume he kissed your pussy?”
“Yes. He licked my pussy lips and then put his mouth on my clit and sucked it.”
“Did you cum for him.”
“Yes. God it was amazing. I think it must have been building for days while we planned this. I have never cum so fast or so hard. It was fantastic. I felt myself gush all over his face and then he kissed me and I could taste my juices on his mouth. I loved that.”

And then I wondered about the big one.

“Did he fuck you.”
“Did he what. He put my feet up on the front seat and then fucked me long and hard.”
“Did he cum in my wife?”
“Yes. He spurted his hot cum deep inside your wife, a huge load, and then I licked him clean.”
“So your pussy is full of his cum still?”

All these crazy thoughts were still racing through my head as I walked into our lounge and sat down on the sofa beside Lucy, but all that I managed to say was.

“So how did it go darling?”

 

[36b7]

“So how did it go darling?”

Oh god, I was dreading this. How was I going to tell my husband that I’d loved it, loved the attention and loved being fucked by Mac, loved his big fat cock and the feeling of him shooting his cum in me and that I wanted to do it again.
And what was Jack thinking? Was he still excited by what he’d seen? He’d been there, stroking his cock as he stood by the car but that could just have been in the excitement of the moment. How did he feel now? Was he regretting it, regretting encouraging me to have sex with another man?
Of course he didn’t actually know that Mac had fucked me. For all he knew we could just have been groping each other but then I remembered the rocking of the car as Mac fucked me so that gave the lie to that.

And all the while I could feel the wetness of Mac’s cum seeping from my cunt and making the insides of my thighs sticky.
Mac had made me clean his cock after he’d cum in me. Would Jack lick me clean, lick another man’s cum from my pussy?

I sat down beside him, my hands in my lap, playing with my fingers. Eventually I looked at Jack and I realised I was crying.

“I’m so sorry darling. I shouldn’t have done that, I’ve broken my marriage vows and let another man have sex with me. I know that we sort of agreed it while we were in the pub but it was all because of that silly book I was reading about spicing up our marriage. It was meant for us to flirt with each other, not for me to let another man have sex with me.”
I looked at him, trying to read his face and then threw my arms around him, burying my head in his shoulder.
“Can you ever forgive me?”

And all the while, somewhere in the back of my mind was the knowledge that I had Mac’s phone number and that he’d said, “Txt me when you need me.” and that next Tuesday I was supposed to be at Yoga.

Jack would never know.

 

[dendelights]

My thoughts were racing again as Lucy clung to me sobbing and asking forgiveness. How did I tell her that there was nothing to forgive. Does she expect me to be hurt? If I tell her that I am turned on by the idea of her being fucked by another man will she think that means I don’t love her anymore and so don’t care what she does?
Finally I decide that the best approach is to just tell her the truth.

“Lucy, you have done nothing wrong. We decided together to do this and I knew what was happening and I wanted it to happen just as much as you did. And as for the book, I am thrilled by the idea that you want all manner of sexual experiences and I love you more than I ever have.”
I pushed her away and dried her tears, then carried on.
“I came home knowing you had been fucked by another man and I am thrilled by the thought. While I was driving home I was imagining that you would tell me every tiny detail but now, well, mmmm.”
I was a bit confused myself about just what I did want.

“I believe that we are both entitled to our own privacy. I don’t prescribe to the theory that spouses should tell each other everything.”

I hesitated because I really longed to hear more and I kept thinking that right now her cunt might still be full of another man’s cum!

“So it’s entirely up to you but I would love to hear whatever details you want to share.”

D.

 

[36b7]

As I lay with my head against Jack’s shoulder I could hear his voice as he told me how he felt. But there was something else I could hear, Jack’s heart was thudding in his chest and at first I thought it might be with anger but as he told me how he felt I realised his heart was racing with excitement at what I’d done with Mac.
And then he sat me up, dried my tears and dropped a bombshell.

“Lucy, you have done nothing wrong and I’m thrilled by the thought of what you did.” and he went on to tell me that he’d been really turned on by the whole event.

I sniffed and wiped my nose on my sleeve.
“Really, you don’t mind that I was fucked by that man tonight in the back of my car? You really got off on it?”

I thought back over the last couple of days, about how we’d talked about the book and then what happened in the pub with the stranger last night and now, tonight Jack telling me how it turned him on.
I poked my finger between the buttons on his shirt, finding his nipple.
“Really, you really don’t mind?” I sniffed the last of my tears away.
“Well ok, I’ll tell you.” And I told him everything from start to finish, especially how he’d gone down on me and then made me lick his cock clean after he’d fucked me and cum in me.
“… but really he was only ok, y’know his cock isn’t as big as yours and if we’re going to do this again then I want to do it with someone else.”

I stretched up and kissed him.
“And what about you hon, do you want to do it with another woman, do you want to fuck a woman in the back of your car while I watch?”

I had to shift as Mac’s cum was still leaking from me.
“Anyway, I need to shower as I’m leaking cum all over the place, unless that is you want to clean my pussy the same way I cleaned his cock?” I said, licking my finger and rubbing his lips with it.

“Would you like that Jack, eating another man’s cum out of your wife’s cunt?”

 

[dendelights]

The effect of telling Lucy that I was totally ok with what she had done, what we had done, was almost unbelievable. It was as if I had opened a cage and set this beautiful creature free.

“Anyway, I need to shower as I’m leaking cum all over the place, unless that is you want to clean my pussy the same way I cleaned his cock?”

I laid Lucy down on the sofa and lifted her skirt to her waist. She grinned and opened her legs wide. She squeezed her pussy and some thick white cum dribbled out. Lucy scooped some up with her fingers then took them to her mouth and sucked. She nodded an invitation to me so I dipped my fingers into her pussy. When I pulled them out they were coated in cum. Another man’s cum from her fucked cunt. I put them in my mouth and shuddered with the thrill of tasting his cum.
With a groan I lowered my head and buried my face between her thighs. Lucy grabbed my head and began to fuck my face furiously as I lapped at her. In a very short time she let out a squeal I have never heard before and a delicious mix of his cum and her pussy juice gushed into my mouth as she convulsed in orgasm. When she finally released me I asked her if she would like me to cum on her? She just nodded with a wicked smile.
I stood up with cock in hand. It didn’t take long as this had been building for a long while now. Spurt after spurt jetted onto her, on her pussy, on her tummy, on her breasts and even some on her face. Lovingly she massaged it all into herself. Laughing she said “Now I will have to have a shower.”

When I climbed into bed beside her she cuddled up, sighed and fell sound asleep. I lay beside her thinking.

I had originally thought this would be a one off but now I realised she wanted to do it again and with other men. It also seemed she was willing to let me fuck another woman, she may even have been encouraging it.
My thoughts turned to Madge. Most mornings Madge would walk past our house on her exercise routine. I enjoyed watching her lovely round curvy figure displayed by her tight leotard. Every Tuesday Lucy would spend a couple of hours at Madges house doing odd jobs. It provided Lucy with a bit of pocket money. Madge had been widowed about two years ago. Her husband had been retired so I guess she was in her sixties but despite her age I definitely had the hots for her. I began toying with the idea of getting Lucy to talk to her and see if she was getting any sex. Maybe she would like me to fuck her. Perhaps I would raise the idea with Lucy tomorrow?

Eventually I fell asleep.

 

[36b7]

I would never have believed that Jack would eat another man’s cum from my pussy but he ate it eagerly as if it was confirmation that I had been fucked by another man.
Had Jack always had these thoughts? Had he always wanted to be a cuckold? I just didn’t know but it was a side of him that he’d kept well-hidden before I’d told him what the book was suggesting.
And what about me, how did I feel about it? I’d certainly loved the way Mac had fucked me and would like to see him again. I needed another session with his big fat cock, but I needed to be careful. Jack still didn’t know I had Mac’s phone number and I wanted to keep that for me so I sent a quick txt to Mac suggesting we switched to Telegram and could we meet on Tuesday at 7pm.
Jack would think I was at my yoga class.

But all in all, I needed to think this through carefully because it seemed we’d opened our own Pandora’s box, me with other men and Jack with other women as he certainly hadn’t demurred when I asked him if he wanted to fuck other women.
Would our marriage survive this or would it spice it up as the book suggested.

The next morning over breakfast I broached the subject.
“Hon, you know what we were talking about last night, y’know finding a different guy for me and possibly a woman for you, are we really sure we want to do this? I mean, we get on ok don’t we? We have fun together and in bed don’t we?”
I left the question hanging in the space between us. What I really wanted was for Jack to say he thought it was a good idea and that we should explore it further.
“I don’t mind if we don’t do it again” I continued. “It was fun being with that guy but I wouldn’t want to do it with him again.”

I’d chosen my words carefully. I hadn’t said I didn’t want to do it again, ever, I’d just said I didn’t want to do it again with Mac.
With the weekend ahead of us we’d have plenty of opportunity to talk it all through and see if we wanted to continue and in any case, Tuesday when I was hoping to meet Mac was only a few days away.

 

[dendelights]

The next day I found myself thinking about all that had happened. Oh my god, had I become a cuckold? Then I thought, no. A cuckold is when a man can no longer satisfy his wife and he has lost her respect. She then humiliates and ridicules him by fucking other men in front of him. We weren’t like that. We were using another man to enhance our own sex life. And indeed it had. I had never known Lucy to cum for me like she did last night.

I suddenly saw Lucy’s iPad on the table. I opened it and her Kindle book popped up open on Spicing it Up. I read the chapter headings.

1 Flirting

2 Foreplay

3 Positions

4 Fantasies

5 Role play

6 Including Others

7 Exhibitionism and Voyuerism

8 Kinks - Spanking, Bondage, Blindfolding,

Well we started with flirting and that lead us straight into number six. Two and three we have been doing forever. We dabbled in Fantasies and that too lead us into number six and maybe we are verging on number seven?

Before I could get to numbers 9 & 10 Lucy walked into the room and sat down for breakfast, saw what I was reading and raised her eyebrows.
Over breakfast Lucy raised what we had been doing and asked “are we really sure we want to do this? I mean, we get on ok don’t we? We have fun together and in bed don’t we?”

I decided to be bold.
“Would you like to know a secret? I like to watch Madge as she walks past our place. She excites me, and I think she might know it because she glances my way and if I am watching she rolls her hips a bit more as she walks away. When you are next at her place how about getting her talking about her sex life and maybe it might lead somewhere.”
So the honest answer to your question is yes I want to continue, and looking at that book again I think there are other things for us to try too.”

Lucy just raised her eyebrows again. I don’t know what she was thinking.

 

[36b7]

I had a slice of toast half-way to my mouth when Jack told me about the way he watched Madge, the lady I helped with her housework on Tuesdays.
I stopped, my hand holding the toast frozen in mid-air.
“What? You fancy Madge and you want me to pimp her for you?” I gave my head a shake, trying to clarify my thoughts.
“Madge? I mean yes, she’s attractive for her age but she must be … she must be well sixty at least. I mean at least the guy that fucked me was the same age as us.”

I sat there looking at him but couldn’t read his face.
“So, we are getting into this, fucking other people are we? I mean, if we’re doing that why don’t we just join a swingers club then we can fuck as many people as we want to.”
I carried my chair round the table and sat next to him.
“Look hon, what we – what I did with the guy in the pub was a one off wasn’t it? And I know you got turned on by it but Madge? Even if we persuaded her to let you fuck her, do you think she’d be ok with me watching? I mean that is what you want isn’t it?”
Even as I said this my mind was racing, imagining Jack stuffing his cock into Madge’s fanny and Madge screaming ‘Fuck me, fuck me. It’s been too long since I had sex.’

We sat there in silence for a while just looking at each other and then I took his hands in mine.
“Ok, here’s the deal, tomorrow evening, Saturday, I’m going out on the pull. There’s that place that’s always busy Saturday evenings and if I get lucky then you can follow me out to the carpark and watch while I get fucked and then I’ll talk to Madge Tuesday morning while I’m over there helping her out and if she agrees, you can invite her over here while I’m at yoga but if you want me to watch it'll have to be Wednesday. Agreed?”

My panties were soaked thinking about it all. I’d get some guy to fuck me in my car Saturday evening and then while Jack thought I was at yoga on Tuesday I’d be getting a good seeing to with Mac’s big, fat cock and then perhaps on Wednesday I'd watch him fucking Madge.
What could be better.