Jenn's Stockings
We'd only been married about a month when my wife,
Jenn, and I attended a party for a friend's birthday.
We'd been there a couple of hours and had a few beers.
I think Jenn was in the lounge while I was in the
kitchen with a group of the lads. Anyway, the conver-
sation got around to what we liked about girl's
underwear.
There was a general agreement on stockings and garters.
When I agreed with this someone said that presumably
Jenn wore stockings. I didn't know what to say to
this. I didn't want to say yes because this would've
given the secrets about my wife's underwear away, but
I didn't want to say no either as it would've made
Jenn to look a bit of a frump.
Obviously my hesitation gave the game away and I was
cross-examined on what kind/color she wore and whether
she was wearing them that evening.
It was probably the alcohol that made me open up more
than I would normally. Soon Jenn was the topic of
conversation in the kitchen as my friends realized that
they could pry some personal details from me. I admit-
ted that she was wearing stockings that evening. I was
even quizzed on the color of the rest of her underwear.
I told my eager pals that she had a full set of black
lingerie on that evening. I found it very exciting to
talk about Jenn in this way while she was only in the
other room.
The party broke up about an hour or so later and we
eventually arrived home in the early hours of the
morning. It was while we were getting undressed for bed
that Jenn asked me what I had been saying about her to
my friends at the party.
I asked her what she meant and she told me that Ray,
one of my mates I had been talking to, had asked her
about her stockings. Apparently he had been pretty
******* and had caught her in the hallway and asked to
see her stocking tops. Jenn then asked me outright if
I had told anyone that she'd been wearing stockings
that evening.
I said that I might have mentioned it to somebody but
that I wasn't sure. I thought Jenn was going to make a
big scene about my indiscretion but she just laughed
and told me that she'd shown Ray her stocking tops just
to get rid of him.
I think my initial reaction was one of relief that
Jenn wasn't angry with me. It was later as we lay in
bed that I began to think about it more. I began to
feel excited at the thought of my Jenn lifting her
dress to show off her stocking-tops. I knew that I
wasn't going to get to sleep without knowing more.
I turned over towards her and put my arms around her,
she had her back to me as I cuddled her. As I kissed
behind her ear I asked if she was angry with me for
telling people about her stockings. She murmured a
sleepy "no."
Then I asked her if she found it exciting. She didn't
answer that but began to move herself back against me.
I could feel myself stiffening and soon my erection was
pressing against her. With her help I slipped my cock
into her tight wet hole and began to fuck her.
I didn't last long, thoughts of her flashing her stock-
ing tops to one of my friends soon had me shooting my
load into her. Shortly afterwards we were both asleep.
Over the next week I couldn't get thoughts of Jenn
showing off, out of my mind. I was really excited by
it and knew now that I wanted a repeat performance.
It was Saturday evening and Jenn was going out with a
few of her girlfriends. I sat on the bed and watched
her as she got ready. She spent most of her time in
just her underwear while putting on makeup and sorting
out her hair.
She was wearing the same underwear that she'd worn to
the party the previous week, black lacy bra and g-
string type panties with black stockings and garter
belt. It wasn't until she was just about ready to go
before she slipped on her short black dress.
I joked with her that she'd better watch it or she'd
be flashing her stockings again with a short skirt
like that. She joked back that perhaps she would be
showing them off anyway. We kissed goodbye and she
went off to meet up with her gal pals.
I wasn't going out that evening and spent the time in
front of the TV watching movies. For some reason I
couldn't get thoughts of Jenn out of my mind. I kept
wondering if she had been joking earlier about showing
herself off.
I went to bed around eleven and read for a while. It
was around half past twelve when I heard Jenn come in.
She came straight up to the bedroom and began to get
undressed. I could see her by the light of a street
light. When she'd her shoes and dress off I asked her
to come to bed.
She began to undo her bra but I said no, asking her to
leave it on and reached out a hand to her. She got into
bed beside me and I ran my hands over her lace-covered
breasts. For some reason I asked her if she'd behaved
herself that evening.
Jenn just laughed and asked me, "what do you think?"
I was kissing her tummy, making my way down to her
panty covered pussy. I said to her, "I hope you weren't
showing your underwear off again tonight."
She laughed again but didn't answer. I was kissing her
pussy through the thin material of her panties when she
reached down and lifted the crotch to one side. I began
to lick her puffy lips and then run my tongue up and
down her smooth slit.
I was rubbing her clit with my thumb while pushing my
tongue as far as I could up her hole when she came with
a great shudder. I continued licking her for several
minutes afterwards then moved up the bed so that we
could hold each other close.
Jenn whispered to me that she'd like to bring me off
with her hand. I didn't care, I just wanted to cum. It
only took a few minutes of her rubbing my foreskin up
and down before I was shooting my load over her thighs
and up onto her stomach.
We talked for a while afterwards and Jenn asked me what
had brought on my excitement when she'd come home.
I admitted that it was the thought of her wearing sexy
underwear that got me excited. She asked me if it also
had anything to do with other people seeing her under-
wear. I agreed that it turned me on - that she might be
exposing herself. We fell asleep shortly afterwards,
sated and content.
*
Jenn began wearing stockings more often after that.
Every day to work she would wear a different pair and
I'd look forward to her coming home and letting me run
my hands up her thighs to feel her stocking tops,
garters and little panties.
It became a bit of a ritual with us, as soon as she
came home I would kneel in front of her and raise her
skirt up to her waist so that I could feast my eyes on
her slim legs.
I'd kiss each thigh above the stocking tops then move
onto her pussy mound kissing and biting gently through
the thin material of her panties. Before long she would
move the panties to one side and I'd spend fifteen or
twenty minutes licking her wet wonder.
It would be quite common for Jenn to come a couple of
times on my tongue as she stood over me. Mostly after
this she'd wank me off with her hand before we both
went upstairs to clean up.
We often discussed the developments in our sex life.
Jenn would call it my little fetish referring to my
enjoyment of her sexy underwear and for licking her
pussy when she returned home in the evenings or after
a night out. Insomuch that we weren't often having
intercourse -- even though we'd only been married a
month or so we didn't see it as a problem. We were
both fully satisfied and happy with the way our sex
life was going.
We also began looking through men's magazines together.
This started after Jenn brought one home from work
claiming that one of her friends had passed it to her.
We admired the girls in their sexy lingerie and we also
read the reader's letters together. I'm not sure if the
letters were real or made up but a good proportion of
them concerned wives who played around with other men,
sometimes with the husband watching but not joining in.
Jenn seemed fascinated with these letters and made me
read them to her over and over again as we lay in bed.
On several occasions Jenn would read the letters her-
self while I laid with my head buried between her
thighs, my tongue lapping at her pussy.
She particularly loved one of the letters where the
husband is made to lick his wife's pussy clean after
her lover has deposited a load of spunk in it. I'd
make a special effort to make her cum while she read
the ending of this letter as I knew how much it excited
her.
It was after one of our few sessions where Jenn let me
have intercourse with her that she began to talk to me
about her interest in the letter in that magazine.
She said she found it very exciting to think of a man
licking her pussy after she'd a another man's load
deposited in there. She said it made her feel sexy and
that it would show that the man really loved her.
As she was telling me this I was kissing her breasts
and pulling on her nipples. She placed her hands gently
on each side of my head and gradually pushed me further
down. I was kissing her stomach then the top of her
pubic mound. She gave me a gentle push and my face was
up against her wet pussy where I had shot my sperm only
minutes before.
I could tell that she was getting really excited again.
Her hips were gyrating slowly as I ran my tongue ten-
tatively along her wet slit. It didn't taste as bad as
I'd feared and before long as was giving her a good
work over with my tongue going up inside her tight
hole.
After several minutes we changed position and Jenn
straddled my face, her pussy only inches above me. Then
she began to rub herself all over my face. I could feel
more of my cum running from her and I lapped it up.
Jenn had several orgasms before she was finished with
me.
This added a new dimension to our lovemaking. Quite
often when Jenn came home from a night out with her
friends, which was happening several times a week now,
she would tell me that she'd been a naughty girl that
night.
I would be licking her wet slit as she told me little
stories about her evening. She'd ask me if I liked
eating her when I didn't know what she'd been doing
that evening or if she'd been with another man. She
even told me once to imagine that I was licking her
after another man had had sex with her and asked me
over and over if I could taste his cum.
This type of fantasy never failed to bring us both to
swift orgasms. It was quite usual for me to wait by the
door for Jenn to come home and as soon as she'd stepped
inside and closed the door I'd lift her skirt and
begin eating her. At other times, if she was really
late getting home, she would come up to our bedroom and
wake me.
She would then strip her clothes off and quickly squat
over my face as I lay with my head on the pillow and
I'd lick her swollen pussy lips.
At these times her pussy would be extremely wet, almost
running, and she would rub herself over my face. It was
also left to me to wank myself off as Jenn brought her-
self off on my face as she claimed that she was too
tired to do me afterwards.
We were very close and intimate with each other at this
time. I don't think anything brings a couple closer
than sharing their fantasies with each other, and I
also believe that eating her pussy was the most inti-
mate act that I could perform for her. We loved each
other and loved the sex, even though intercourse was
now non existent between us.
We also started a few other games. Jenn liked to watch
me wanking, and I often did it for her wrapping my cock
in a pair of her silky panties. Other times she would
tell me to wank myself off while she was out and hand
me a pair of her panties to do it into. I'd show her
the spunk-encrusted panties when she came home.
She also liked me to wear her pants occasionally. I did
find the feeling of her silky knickers on my body quite
erotic. Luckily my dick is quite small and it fits
neatly inside even her skimpiest panties.
Once or twice she has got me to wear a pair of her lit-
tle panties to work under my business suit. Wearing
these all day, keeps me permanently aroused and it
doesn't take much to bring me off later that night.
Jenn actually made me wear a pair of her panties when
we went to a party at one of her friend's houses. This
was one of the few times we went out together. The
party was in full swing when we arrived. There were
couples kissing and feeling each other up in every
corner. We'd only been there a matter of minutes when
Jenn was dragged away to dance by a colleague. I was
left alone to find a ******* for myself.
It was probably half an hour later that I saw my wife
again. She was sitting with a man on either side of her
on one of the sofas. One man had an arm around her
shoulder and Jenn was laughing and giggling with them
both. The man on her left kept trying to lift her skirt
up, in a playful way, and Jenn was pushing his hand
away.
The room was fairly dark and I knew that they probably
couldn't see me as I stood slightly behind them. I
watched as the man kept trying his luck and I noticed
that each time his hand went higher and higher up my
wife's thigh.
Then man on Jenn's right seemed to join in and she'd no
chance against two of them, in fact one of the men held
both her hands as the other lifted her skirt high up
her thighs. Her long lovely legs were now completely
displayed to these two men and anyone else who might
pass by.
Jenn seemed to give up the battle and proceeded to
stretch her legs out in front of her. She was now
exposed up to her waist as the men lifted her skirt
higher.
They were both taking the opportunity to give her a
good feel up and I could see their hands roaming over
her thighs and up onto her panties. Their hands were
busy around her pussy and, although I couldn't see
clearly, I had the impression that they were both put-
ting fingers inside her.
Strangely I found this tremendously exciting and my
cock was erect inside the white lace panties that Jenn
had made me wear that evening.
Unfortunately it was at this moment that another of
Jenn's girlfriends, Beverly, arrived. She obviously
took in the scene on the sofa pretty quickly, and the
fact that I had been standing watching it, and took me
by the hand and into the kitchen area.
Beverly then engaged me in conversation for half an
hour or more, it was pretty obvious that the idea was
to keep me away from Jenn and whatever she might be
getting up to.
I was a bit upset at first, it wasn't that I wanted
to break up Jenn and her boyfriends, I just wanted to
watch what was going on. Beverly, though, was quite
good company.
She told me that Jenn and her had no secrets between
them and that they had often discussed their sex lives
together. She told me that Jenn was really happy with
the way our sex life was and she also implied that she
knew that I wasn't actually fucking Jenn anymore.
She also shocked me by telling me that she knew I was
wearing a pair of my wife's panties under my jeans and
went on to tell me that it was Jenn's idea that if I
was wearing them then I wouldn't be tempted to fool
around at the party.
When Beverly eventually let me go I went in search of
Jenn but couldn't find her, though there were several
rooms that had the doors locked. I contented myself
with having a few more drinks and watching the gropings
and sexual activities that were openly taking place at
various points around the house.
I saw Beverly sucking a mans cock later in the evening,
it was in the back of the house and I kind of stumbled
on them. I thought it was a bit strange as I knew she
was married and that her husband was away for a few
weeks.
Jenn found me about an hour later. She just came up to
me, smiled and asked if I was ready to leave.
We were home within the hour. Jenn had asked me if I
enjoyed the evening. I told her that I had but that it
would've been better if I'd known what she'd got up to
with those two men.
She just smiled at me and said that she'd hoped that
I'd been watching them. She asked me what I'd seen,
and I told her that I'd seen the men fingering her
while she had her skirt around her waist.
She asked me what else I'd seen, but I told her how
Beverly had taken me away to talk. She laughed and
said, "Good old Bev!"
We were home by this time and Jenny led me straight up
to the bedroom. She made me strip off, leaving only the
white panties on, and lay on the bed.
Then she took her own clothes off and got on the bed
with me. She moved straight up to my head and straddled
my face with her thighs, her pussy resting against my
chest.
She was looking down at me when she said, "I really
want you to do this for me tonight. You want to do it,
don't you?"
I said, "yes."
Then she said, "It's a bit different tonight. I've been
a naughty girl, you know that don't you?"
I had a good idea what she meant, she meant that she'd
let a man fuck her that evening. My mind was in turmoil
but I knew that I wanted her to put her pussy over my
face and let me eat her. It was as if she'd been train-
ing me over the past few weeks. I wanted her to rub it
all over me. I wanted to eat out her pussy even though
another man had cum in her only an hour before. I
wanted to prove that I loved her.
Her pussy was still resting on my chest and I could
feel the heat coming from it.
Jenny asked me again "You want this don't you? You
want to eat my pussy, don't you?"
I was nodding and my mouth was open. She was still
talking to me as she brought her pussy closer to my
face.
"You really want to eat my sloppy wet cunt, don't you?"
Jenny didn't usually use language like that and it
turned me on all the more to hear it now.
I could see her pussy close up now as she brought it
above my face. Her lips were red and looked raw. They
were also hanging loose and I could see her hole was
wet and open. Her cunt really was a mess up close with
her hair matted and tangled and her hole literally
dripping.
She was only a few inches above me so I raised my head
and began to lick, first at the outer lips then the
long, hanging inner lips. I sucked those lips into my
mouth and ran my tongue over them. Then my tongue found
her hole. It was as I pushed my tongue inside her that
I tasted his sperm, and Jenny began to really grind her
body down onto my face.
Soon she was rubbing and wiping her cunt all over my
face. I couldn't believe how wet she was. She was still
talking to me all the time, telling me to lick her and,
at one stage, to eat the cum from her.
Sometime later when she was happy that I'd licked every
thing that I could out of her, she slid down beside me
in the bed. My face was covered in her pussy juice and
-- if I believed what she was telling me, the spunk of
at least one other man. We kissed several times and she
asked me if I wanted her to wank me off.
I was embarrassed to admit that I had shot my load into
her panties while I was licking her pussy. Jenny found
that really amusing and laughingly said that at least
it was proof that I had enjoyed what I had just done.
We went to sleep then, Jenny with a well-fucked pussy
that had been lovingly soothed by my tongue, me still
wearing the panties that I had worn all evening and
with a mixture of my wife and her lovers sex juices
drying on my face.
When we woke the next day we talked about the previous
nights experience. I was a bit reluctant to admit how
much I'd enjoyed it, but Jenny was really positive and
said that it was an experience that she'd like to have
over and over again.
She felt it was good for our relationship for her to
have lovers and to share some of the experience with
me. She also told me how good I was at oral sex, which
made me feel better.
Jenny also told me that she'd be going out the follow-
ing evening and that she'd like to think that I'd be
there for her when she got home to provide, as she put
it, that little something extra. I presumed from this
that she was going to have sex with a man and she
wanted me to clean her up afterwards.
True to her word, Jenny went out the next evening and
I even helped her get ready. It was a strange feeling
helping your wife of only a few months get dressed to
meet a lover.
I chose her underwear with special care knowing that
another man was going to be removing the little g-
string that I'd pulled up her thighs. Jenny even let
me kiss her pussy before she left. She raised her
short lycra skirt and slipped the flimsy panties to
one side so that I could run my tongue up and down his
slit.
She tasted divine, but I knew that she would taste even
better when she returned that evening with her lover's
spunk dripping from her. Once again Jenny made me wear
a pair of her panties while she was out. This time it
was a red pair, cut high on the legs. My dick was
erect even before she left.
It was only about half ten when Jenny returned. I was
sitting in the lounge when she arrived. She smiled at
me as she walked through the doorway and her first
words were to tell me that she'd been a naughty girl
again, but that she'd brought me home a present. With-
out asking I went and knelt before her as she stood in
the center of the room.
I started kissing her legs at the ankles and worked my
way upwards. I was soon lifting her skirt up her
thighs. The first thing I noticed was that she'd
dribbled down her stockings, but as I raised the skirt
further I could see why. My wife had come home without
her knickers.
I gazed at her trimmed pubic hairs and once again
noticed the tangled mess they were in. There was drying
sperm in amongst the hairs and I could see her cunt
lips hanging loosely down again. Jenny pulled my head
gently towards her and I buried my face in the sticky
mess. I was soon licking the spunk out of her, running
my tongue around her slit and up her hole.
I even moved around to the rear and got Jenny to bend
over while I licked her anus and up the crease of her
ass. She seemed to like this especially so I probed
her anus with my tongue but it was very tight and I
could only get in about half an inch.
Within ten minutes I had cleaned Jenny up sufficiently
that she was able to sit with me on the sofa. She
watched while I slipped my penis out of the leg of the
panties and rubbed myself to a swift orgasm. She even
scooped some of my cum off my stomach and fed it into
my waiting mouth. Jenny started going out with men
about three times a week from then on.
There was no pretence at meeting girlfriends or going
for dinner, she was going out to get fucked and we both
knew it and loved it. I'd developed a passion for eat-
ing out her sloppy pussy and she had the desire to make
me do it. I'd look forward all day till the time she'd
arrive home in the evening and I could raise her dress
or skirt up to her waist and bury my face in the sticky
remnants of her lovemaking.
I knew instinctively without her telling me when she
began an affair at work. It seemed that she'd deliber-
ately let her lover fuck her just before she left work
in the evening so that she was still leaking his juices
when I met her at the front door.
Jenny loved to talk to me while I performed for her.
She'd ask me if I liked what I was doing, whether she
tasted good and whether I loved her. The answer was yes
to all the questions.
I had, for the past few weeks, began enjoying licking
her anal area. Since that first time, and knowing how
much Jenny liked it too, I'd make a special effort to
clean her up around there.
I think she liked me doing it because it was especially
humiliating for me to lick her asshole clean. It was
with great delight therefore when she came home to me
one evening and found that her once tight little ass
had been ravaged.
I got Jenny to bend over the edge of our bed while I
examined her in more detail. It was clear that she'd
been fucked up the ass, there was sperm still dribbling
from it and I wasted no time in getting my face down
the and inserting my tongue into her asshole.
Eventually she sat over my face as I laid on the bed
and let the spunk run out of her ass into my waiting
mouth. I spent a long time kissing and licking her
there to show my appreciation for what she'd done.
Jenny confided to me that evening that her boyfriends
were aware that I liked the job of cleaning her up
after they'd used her and that one of them had par-
ticularly used her ass that night to see if I still did
my duty.
Jenny had assured him that I'd love the idea of clean-
ing out her asshole but he couldn't believe that some-
one could degrade himself that far.
Soon after this Jenny said that she was going to start
bringing her lovers home. She was having regular sex
with four men now and she wanted them to meet me and
for me to be there while she got laid.
They were also very keen to meet me and also watch me
as I sucked their spunk out of Jenny. This was an
exciting development for us as it meant that I could
be more actively involved in my wife's lovemaking.
*
Chas was the first friend that Jenny brought home. They
had spent the evening together and had arrived at our
house around nine. I shook hands with Chas and we
seemed to get on ok.
I got Chas and Jenny drinks and made one for myself.
Jenny sat with Chas on the sofa while I went to sit in
an armchair until Jenny stopped me. She told me to come
and sit with them, but pointed to the floor by their
feet. I did as she asked and sat at their feet watching
as they chatted at first then began to kiss each other.
Soon they were feeling each other all over, their hands
rarely leaving each other's bodies. Chas then undid
Jenny's shirt and was feeling her breasts through her
white bra. He freed one breast from its cup then the
other and I had a great view as he played with her
large brown nipples before taking each in his mouth in
turn.
It seemed that it was within minutes that they were
both down to their underwear. Chas had a massive bulge
in the front of his pants, which looked very impressive
and Jenny was laid back with her long legs spread well
apart. Chas' fingers were moving lightly over the front
of her white panties then they slipped inside the
waistband and I could see his fingers running down
through her pubic hair.
It was then that Jenny requested that I remove the last
of her clothing, her underwear. I knelt forward and
unhooked her bra and dropped it onto the carpet. Next
I reached for her panties and slid them slowly down her
legs. She raised herself slightly to help me take them
off. She was now naked with her lover.
Jenny wasn't finished with me yet though. She told me
to take Chas' pants off. I was a bit reluctant at first
having never done anything like that with a man before,
but, with a bit of coaxing, I grasped the waistband
and pulled his pants down as well.
He was as well endowed as I had thought. His cock was
long, very long, but it was thick as well. And it was
hard and erect and slapped against his stomach as I
had pulled the pants down.
Jenny asked me what I thought. I was lost for words.
I'd never been that close to another man's cock before
and never an erect one. The size of it was intimidat-
ing. Jenny leant forward and placed her hands around
Chas' erection, one hand above the other and there was
still plenty to spare.
She looked at me and said, "now you can see why I love
it. Isn't it wonderful!"
I had to agree that it was certainly an impressive
sight and I could also understand now why Jenny's pussy
came to me looking so battered and raw when she'd been
out with Chas. This man's cock was about three times
the size of mine. His balls looked large and heavy too.
I understood now why Jenny only used me for oral
pleasure, I certainly couldn't compete with this man.
Jenny then told me to take my clothes off. I was a bit
reluctant as I was wearing a pair of her knickers under
my trousers and didn't really want Chas to see me in
them. I hesitated but Jenny insisted and I stood to
remove the trousers. Chas couldn't stop laughing when
he saw me.
I was made to stand in the center of the room and do
a twirl wearing only my wife's tiny black panties. In
spite of the embarrassment my cock was hard inside the
pants. Jenny noticed my erection and told me to come
over and stand in front of them. She said she wanted
to show Chas how small my penis was.
I stood there with my cock making a noticeable bulge
in the pants. Jenny told me to get it out so I slipped
it out of the leg hole. Chas was laughing even more
now and Jenny joined in too. Chas couldn't believe how
small I was and asked Jenny if she ever got any plea-
sure out of something that size.
They compared me to a little boy. It was all pretty
humiliating, but I found it exciting too and my cock
was fully erect. Jenny told me to rub my little cock
and I did as I was told, rubbing the foreskin up and
down.
Chas was still laughing at my size when Jenny began
to move her hands up and down his monster cock. This
got Chas' attention back to my wife and he began to
maul her breasts. I was ignored after this and stood
in front of them as they began to make love. Chas
pushed Jenny gently onto her back on the sofa and
moved his body between her widely spread thighs.
I watched as he positioned his giant cock at the
entrance to her cunt. He held it there for a few
seconds before pushing a few inches inside her.
Jenny's head was shaking from side to side as another
few inched went in. Chas already had more of his cock
up inside my wife than I could ever manage and he
still had about six more inches to go.
I could see her pussy lips being dragged wide around
his cock. He fed another few inches into her and she
was screaming now for him to fuck her hard. Chas
pulled out then rammed his whole length up her and
the breath went out of her. He did the same again,
removing his cock from her hole then ramming it back
in right up to his balls. He did this again and again.
Jenny was having one orgasm after another now and I
had never seen her like this before. I recalled my
own previous pathetic attempts at fucking her and
could fully understand why she'd now found herself a
lover like Chas.
Chas fucked her for over half an hour in a variety of
positions. I'm afraid I shot my own load onto the
carpet shortly after they started but no one seemed
to notice. I stood in awe watching this man take my
wife.
Although I had lost my erection, I normally only cum
once, I was still rubbing my now flaccid little cock.
Chas eventually decided that Jenny had been shagged
out and shot his load into her, I could see his large
balls tightening before he released his sperm into
her. They kissed afterwards but Jenny seemed incapable
of moving and lay spread-eagled on the sofa as Chas
got off her.
I glanced down at her pussy and what a sight it was.
Her lips were hanging open and I could see right up
inside her. Her muscles were quite slack from the
pounding her cunt had taken.
Jenny noticed me looking at her and smiled. I took
this as encouragement and proceeded to kneel between
her spread thighs. Jenny didn't move, I don't think
she'd the energy, as I gradually moved my mouth nearer
and nearer to her ravaged cunt. I could smell her
aroma and I could also smell the scent of cum, it was
overpowering.
Eventually my mouth was up against her cunt hole and
I tentatively began to kiss her sticky wet slit. It
didn't take long before I was using my tongue and
within seconds I was swallowing load after load of
Chas' spunk as it drained out of her. It was so sexy
that I regained my erection and I began to wank myself
as I ate the fresh spunk out of Jenny's pussy.
After I'd cleaned her up, Jenny made me get a damp
cloth and wipe Chas' cock clean. I'd never touched a
mans cock before and found it fascinating. I cleaned
his cock as best I could with the cloth, then Jenny
really humiliated me by telling me to kiss his cock
and thank him for giving my wife so much pleasure.
I was so far gone with lust and love for my wife that
I did as she asked. I lowered my head and gently kissed
his manhood. I started at the tip and kissed him all
the way down to the base. I even lifted each of his
balls in turn and kissed them lovingly. I looked up at
Chas and thanked him for satisfying Jenny and filling
her with his sperm.
Chas left soon afterwards and Jenny and I retired to
bed. While I cuddled with her in bed that night she
laid out what she termed the ground rules for our
relationship. She told me that I wasn't going to get
to make love to her anymore, and although she might
wank me off occasionally, I was only good for cleaning
her up after she'd been with one of her boyfriends. I
was, from now on, going to have to wear her panties
all the time. I'd also have to do anything that she,
or any of her friends, told me.
*
Our life changed from that point. Several times a week
Jenny would bring a boyfriend home. I'd be made to
serve them whilst wearing only a pair of brief panties.
I was also made to clean both Jenny's pussy and the
man's cock with my mouth after they'd had sex. Jenny
also invited Beverly around one evening. She brought
along her own boyfriend, apparently her husband was
aware of her extra marital affairs but had no objec-
tion. Both Jenny and Beverly got fucked by their
respective partners and then swapped over. I got the
job of cleaning both women with my tongue and also
both men.
I think Beverly was very impressed with me because she
commented that she was going to get her husband trained
the same way.
We'd only been married about a month when my wife,
Jenn, and I attended a party for a friend's birthday.
We'd been there a couple of hours and had a few beers.
I think Jenn was in the lounge while I was in the
kitchen with a group of the lads. Anyway, the conver-
sation got around to what we liked about girl's
underwear.
There was a general agreement on stockings and garters.
When I agreed with this someone said that presumably
Jenn wore stockings. I didn't know what to say to
this. I didn't want to say yes because this would've
given the secrets about my wife's underwear away, but
I didn't want to say no either as it would've made
Jenn to look a bit of a frump.
Obviously my hesitation gave the game away and I was
cross-examined on what kind/color she wore and whether
she was wearing them that evening.
It was probably the alcohol that made me open up more
than I would normally. Soon Jenn was the topic of
conversation in the kitchen as my friends realized that
they could pry some personal details from me. I admit-
ted that she was wearing stockings that evening. I was
even quizzed on the color of the rest of her underwear.
I told my eager pals that she had a full set of black
lingerie on that evening. I found it very exciting to
talk about Jenn in this way while she was only in the
other room.
The party broke up about an hour or so later and we
eventually arrived home in the early hours of the
morning. It was while we were getting undressed for bed
that Jenn asked me what I had been saying about her to
my friends at the party.
I asked her what she meant and she told me that Ray,
one of my mates I had been talking to, had asked her
about her stockings. Apparently he had been pretty
******* and had caught her in the hallway and asked to
see her stocking tops. Jenn then asked me outright if
I had told anyone that she'd been wearing stockings
that evening.
I said that I might have mentioned it to somebody but
that I wasn't sure. I thought Jenn was going to make a
big scene about my indiscretion but she just laughed
and told me that she'd shown Ray her stocking tops just
to get rid of him.
I think my initial reaction was one of relief that
Jenn wasn't angry with me. It was later as we lay in
bed that I began to think about it more. I began to
feel excited at the thought of my Jenn lifting her
dress to show off her stocking-tops. I knew that I
wasn't going to get to sleep without knowing more.
I turned over towards her and put my arms around her,
she had her back to me as I cuddled her. As I kissed
behind her ear I asked if she was angry with me for
telling people about her stockings. She murmured a
sleepy "no."
Then I asked her if she found it exciting. She didn't
answer that but began to move herself back against me.
I could feel myself stiffening and soon my erection was
pressing against her. With her help I slipped my cock
into her tight wet hole and began to fuck her.
I didn't last long, thoughts of her flashing her stock-
ing tops to one of my friends soon had me shooting my
load into her. Shortly afterwards we were both asleep.
Over the next week I couldn't get thoughts of Jenn
showing off, out of my mind. I was really excited by
it and knew now that I wanted a repeat performance.
It was Saturday evening and Jenn was going out with a
few of her girlfriends. I sat on the bed and watched
her as she got ready. She spent most of her time in
just her underwear while putting on makeup and sorting
out her hair.
She was wearing the same underwear that she'd worn to
the party the previous week, black lacy bra and g-
string type panties with black stockings and garter
belt. It wasn't until she was just about ready to go
before she slipped on her short black dress.
I joked with her that she'd better watch it or she'd
be flashing her stockings again with a short skirt
like that. She joked back that perhaps she would be
showing them off anyway. We kissed goodbye and she
went off to meet up with her gal pals.
I wasn't going out that evening and spent the time in
front of the TV watching movies. For some reason I
couldn't get thoughts of Jenn out of my mind. I kept
wondering if she had been joking earlier about showing
herself off.
I went to bed around eleven and read for a while. It
was around half past twelve when I heard Jenn come in.
She came straight up to the bedroom and began to get
undressed. I could see her by the light of a street
light. When she'd her shoes and dress off I asked her
to come to bed.
She began to undo her bra but I said no, asking her to
leave it on and reached out a hand to her. She got into
bed beside me and I ran my hands over her lace-covered
breasts. For some reason I asked her if she'd behaved
herself that evening.
Jenn just laughed and asked me, "what do you think?"
I was kissing her tummy, making my way down to her
panty covered pussy. I said to her, "I hope you weren't
showing your underwear off again tonight."
She laughed again but didn't answer. I was kissing her
pussy through the thin material of her panties when she
reached down and lifted the crotch to one side. I began
to lick her puffy lips and then run my tongue up and
down her smooth slit.
I was rubbing her clit with my thumb while pushing my
tongue as far as I could up her hole when she came with
a great shudder. I continued licking her for several
minutes afterwards then moved up the bed so that we
could hold each other close.
Jenn whispered to me that she'd like to bring me off
with her hand. I didn't care, I just wanted to cum. It
only took a few minutes of her rubbing my foreskin up
and down before I was shooting my load over her thighs
and up onto her stomach.
We talked for a while afterwards and Jenn asked me what
had brought on my excitement when she'd come home.
I admitted that it was the thought of her wearing sexy
underwear that got me excited. She asked me if it also
had anything to do with other people seeing her under-
wear. I agreed that it turned me on - that she might be
exposing herself. We fell asleep shortly afterwards,
sated and content.
*
Jenn began wearing stockings more often after that.
Every day to work she would wear a different pair and
I'd look forward to her coming home and letting me run
my hands up her thighs to feel her stocking tops,
garters and little panties.
It became a bit of a ritual with us, as soon as she
came home I would kneel in front of her and raise her
skirt up to her waist so that I could feast my eyes on
her slim legs.
I'd kiss each thigh above the stocking tops then move
onto her pussy mound kissing and biting gently through
the thin material of her panties. Before long she would
move the panties to one side and I'd spend fifteen or
twenty minutes licking her wet wonder.
It would be quite common for Jenn to come a couple of
times on my tongue as she stood over me. Mostly after
this she'd wank me off with her hand before we both
went upstairs to clean up.
We often discussed the developments in our sex life.
Jenn would call it my little fetish referring to my
enjoyment of her sexy underwear and for licking her
pussy when she returned home in the evenings or after
a night out. Insomuch that we weren't often having
intercourse -- even though we'd only been married a
month or so we didn't see it as a problem. We were
both fully satisfied and happy with the way our sex
life was going.
We also began looking through men's magazines together.
This started after Jenn brought one home from work
claiming that one of her friends had passed it to her.
We admired the girls in their sexy lingerie and we also
read the reader's letters together. I'm not sure if the
letters were real or made up but a good proportion of
them concerned wives who played around with other men,
sometimes with the husband watching but not joining in.
Jenn seemed fascinated with these letters and made me
read them to her over and over again as we lay in bed.
On several occasions Jenn would read the letters her-
self while I laid with my head buried between her
thighs, my tongue lapping at her pussy.
She particularly loved one of the letters where the
husband is made to lick his wife's pussy clean after
her lover has deposited a load of spunk in it. I'd
make a special effort to make her cum while she read
the ending of this letter as I knew how much it excited
her.
It was after one of our few sessions where Jenn let me
have intercourse with her that she began to talk to me
about her interest in the letter in that magazine.
She said she found it very exciting to think of a man
licking her pussy after she'd a another man's load
deposited in there. She said it made her feel sexy and
that it would show that the man really loved her.
As she was telling me this I was kissing her breasts
and pulling on her nipples. She placed her hands gently
on each side of my head and gradually pushed me further
down. I was kissing her stomach then the top of her
pubic mound. She gave me a gentle push and my face was
up against her wet pussy where I had shot my sperm only
minutes before.
I could tell that she was getting really excited again.
Her hips were gyrating slowly as I ran my tongue ten-
tatively along her wet slit. It didn't taste as bad as
I'd feared and before long as was giving her a good
work over with my tongue going up inside her tight
hole.
After several minutes we changed position and Jenn
straddled my face, her pussy only inches above me. Then
she began to rub herself all over my face. I could feel
more of my cum running from her and I lapped it up.
Jenn had several orgasms before she was finished with
me.
This added a new dimension to our lovemaking. Quite
often when Jenn came home from a night out with her
friends, which was happening several times a week now,
she would tell me that she'd been a naughty girl that
night.
I would be licking her wet slit as she told me little
stories about her evening. She'd ask me if I liked
eating her when I didn't know what she'd been doing
that evening or if she'd been with another man. She
even told me once to imagine that I was licking her
after another man had had sex with her and asked me
over and over if I could taste his cum.
This type of fantasy never failed to bring us both to
swift orgasms. It was quite usual for me to wait by the
door for Jenn to come home and as soon as she'd stepped
inside and closed the door I'd lift her skirt and
begin eating her. At other times, if she was really
late getting home, she would come up to our bedroom and
wake me.
She would then strip her clothes off and quickly squat
over my face as I lay with my head on the pillow and
I'd lick her swollen pussy lips.
At these times her pussy would be extremely wet, almost
running, and she would rub herself over my face. It was
also left to me to wank myself off as Jenn brought her-
self off on my face as she claimed that she was too
tired to do me afterwards.
We were very close and intimate with each other at this
time. I don't think anything brings a couple closer
than sharing their fantasies with each other, and I
also believe that eating her pussy was the most inti-
mate act that I could perform for her. We loved each
other and loved the sex, even though intercourse was
now non existent between us.
We also started a few other games. Jenn liked to watch
me wanking, and I often did it for her wrapping my cock
in a pair of her silky panties. Other times she would
tell me to wank myself off while she was out and hand
me a pair of her panties to do it into. I'd show her
the spunk-encrusted panties when she came home.
She also liked me to wear her pants occasionally. I did
find the feeling of her silky knickers on my body quite
erotic. Luckily my dick is quite small and it fits
neatly inside even her skimpiest panties.
Once or twice she has got me to wear a pair of her lit-
tle panties to work under my business suit. Wearing
these all day, keeps me permanently aroused and it
doesn't take much to bring me off later that night.
Jenn actually made me wear a pair of her panties when
we went to a party at one of her friend's houses. This
was one of the few times we went out together. The
party was in full swing when we arrived. There were
couples kissing and feeling each other up in every
corner. We'd only been there a matter of minutes when
Jenn was dragged away to dance by a colleague. I was
left alone to find a ******* for myself.
It was probably half an hour later that I saw my wife
again. She was sitting with a man on either side of her
on one of the sofas. One man had an arm around her
shoulder and Jenn was laughing and giggling with them
both. The man on her left kept trying to lift her skirt
up, in a playful way, and Jenn was pushing his hand
away.
The room was fairly dark and I knew that they probably
couldn't see me as I stood slightly behind them. I
watched as the man kept trying his luck and I noticed
that each time his hand went higher and higher up my
wife's thigh.
Then man on Jenn's right seemed to join in and she'd no
chance against two of them, in fact one of the men held
both her hands as the other lifted her skirt high up
her thighs. Her long lovely legs were now completely
displayed to these two men and anyone else who might
pass by.
Jenn seemed to give up the battle and proceeded to
stretch her legs out in front of her. She was now
exposed up to her waist as the men lifted her skirt
higher.
They were both taking the opportunity to give her a
good feel up and I could see their hands roaming over
her thighs and up onto her panties. Their hands were
busy around her pussy and, although I couldn't see
clearly, I had the impression that they were both put-
ting fingers inside her.
Strangely I found this tremendously exciting and my
cock was erect inside the white lace panties that Jenn
had made me wear that evening.
Unfortunately it was at this moment that another of
Jenn's girlfriends, Beverly, arrived. She obviously
took in the scene on the sofa pretty quickly, and the
fact that I had been standing watching it, and took me
by the hand and into the kitchen area.
Beverly then engaged me in conversation for half an
hour or more, it was pretty obvious that the idea was
to keep me away from Jenn and whatever she might be
getting up to.
I was a bit upset at first, it wasn't that I wanted
to break up Jenn and her boyfriends, I just wanted to
watch what was going on. Beverly, though, was quite
good company.
She told me that Jenn and her had no secrets between
them and that they had often discussed their sex lives
together. She told me that Jenn was really happy with
the way our sex life was and she also implied that she
knew that I wasn't actually fucking Jenn anymore.
She also shocked me by telling me that she knew I was
wearing a pair of my wife's panties under my jeans and
went on to tell me that it was Jenn's idea that if I
was wearing them then I wouldn't be tempted to fool
around at the party.
When Beverly eventually let me go I went in search of
Jenn but couldn't find her, though there were several
rooms that had the doors locked. I contented myself
with having a few more drinks and watching the gropings
and sexual activities that were openly taking place at
various points around the house.
I saw Beverly sucking a mans cock later in the evening,
it was in the back of the house and I kind of stumbled
on them. I thought it was a bit strange as I knew she
was married and that her husband was away for a few
weeks.
Jenn found me about an hour later. She just came up to
me, smiled and asked if I was ready to leave.
We were home within the hour. Jenn had asked me if I
enjoyed the evening. I told her that I had but that it
would've been better if I'd known what she'd got up to
with those two men.
She just smiled at me and said that she'd hoped that
I'd been watching them. She asked me what I'd seen,
and I told her that I'd seen the men fingering her
while she had her skirt around her waist.
She asked me what else I'd seen, but I told her how
Beverly had taken me away to talk. She laughed and
said, "Good old Bev!"
We were home by this time and Jenny led me straight up
to the bedroom. She made me strip off, leaving only the
white panties on, and lay on the bed.
Then she took her own clothes off and got on the bed
with me. She moved straight up to my head and straddled
my face with her thighs, her pussy resting against my
chest.
She was looking down at me when she said, "I really
want you to do this for me tonight. You want to do it,
don't you?"
I said, "yes."
Then she said, "It's a bit different tonight. I've been
a naughty girl, you know that don't you?"
I had a good idea what she meant, she meant that she'd
let a man fuck her that evening. My mind was in turmoil
but I knew that I wanted her to put her pussy over my
face and let me eat her. It was as if she'd been train-
ing me over the past few weeks. I wanted her to rub it
all over me. I wanted to eat out her pussy even though
another man had cum in her only an hour before. I
wanted to prove that I loved her.
Her pussy was still resting on my chest and I could
feel the heat coming from it.
Jenny asked me again "You want this don't you? You
want to eat my pussy, don't you?"
I was nodding and my mouth was open. She was still
talking to me as she brought her pussy closer to my
face.
"You really want to eat my sloppy wet cunt, don't you?"
Jenny didn't usually use language like that and it
turned me on all the more to hear it now.
I could see her pussy close up now as she brought it
above my face. Her lips were red and looked raw. They
were also hanging loose and I could see her hole was
wet and open. Her cunt really was a mess up close with
her hair matted and tangled and her hole literally
dripping.
She was only a few inches above me so I raised my head
and began to lick, first at the outer lips then the
long, hanging inner lips. I sucked those lips into my
mouth and ran my tongue over them. Then my tongue found
her hole. It was as I pushed my tongue inside her that
I tasted his sperm, and Jenny began to really grind her
body down onto my face.
Soon she was rubbing and wiping her cunt all over my
face. I couldn't believe how wet she was. She was still
talking to me all the time, telling me to lick her and,
at one stage, to eat the cum from her.
Sometime later when she was happy that I'd licked every
thing that I could out of her, she slid down beside me
in the bed. My face was covered in her pussy juice and
-- if I believed what she was telling me, the spunk of
at least one other man. We kissed several times and she
asked me if I wanted her to wank me off.
I was embarrassed to admit that I had shot my load into
her panties while I was licking her pussy. Jenny found
that really amusing and laughingly said that at least
it was proof that I had enjoyed what I had just done.
We went to sleep then, Jenny with a well-fucked pussy
that had been lovingly soothed by my tongue, me still
wearing the panties that I had worn all evening and
with a mixture of my wife and her lovers sex juices
drying on my face.
When we woke the next day we talked about the previous
nights experience. I was a bit reluctant to admit how
much I'd enjoyed it, but Jenny was really positive and
said that it was an experience that she'd like to have
over and over again.
She felt it was good for our relationship for her to
have lovers and to share some of the experience with
me. She also told me how good I was at oral sex, which
made me feel better.
Jenny also told me that she'd be going out the follow-
ing evening and that she'd like to think that I'd be
there for her when she got home to provide, as she put
it, that little something extra. I presumed from this
that she was going to have sex with a man and she
wanted me to clean her up afterwards.
True to her word, Jenny went out the next evening and
I even helped her get ready. It was a strange feeling
helping your wife of only a few months get dressed to
meet a lover.
I chose her underwear with special care knowing that
another man was going to be removing the little g-
string that I'd pulled up her thighs. Jenny even let
me kiss her pussy before she left. She raised her
short lycra skirt and slipped the flimsy panties to
one side so that I could run my tongue up and down his
slit.
She tasted divine, but I knew that she would taste even
better when she returned that evening with her lover's
spunk dripping from her. Once again Jenny made me wear
a pair of her panties while she was out. This time it
was a red pair, cut high on the legs. My dick was
erect even before she left.
It was only about half ten when Jenny returned. I was
sitting in the lounge when she arrived. She smiled at
me as she walked through the doorway and her first
words were to tell me that she'd been a naughty girl
again, but that she'd brought me home a present. With-
out asking I went and knelt before her as she stood in
the center of the room.
I started kissing her legs at the ankles and worked my
way upwards. I was soon lifting her skirt up her
thighs. The first thing I noticed was that she'd
dribbled down her stockings, but as I raised the skirt
further I could see why. My wife had come home without
her knickers.
I gazed at her trimmed pubic hairs and once again
noticed the tangled mess they were in. There was drying
sperm in amongst the hairs and I could see her cunt
lips hanging loosely down again. Jenny pulled my head
gently towards her and I buried my face in the sticky
mess. I was soon licking the spunk out of her, running
my tongue around her slit and up her hole.
I even moved around to the rear and got Jenny to bend
over while I licked her anus and up the crease of her
ass. She seemed to like this especially so I probed
her anus with my tongue but it was very tight and I
could only get in about half an inch.
Within ten minutes I had cleaned Jenny up sufficiently
that she was able to sit with me on the sofa. She
watched while I slipped my penis out of the leg of the
panties and rubbed myself to a swift orgasm. She even
scooped some of my cum off my stomach and fed it into
my waiting mouth. Jenny started going out with men
about three times a week from then on.
There was no pretence at meeting girlfriends or going
for dinner, she was going out to get fucked and we both
knew it and loved it. I'd developed a passion for eat-
ing out her sloppy pussy and she had the desire to make
me do it. I'd look forward all day till the time she'd
arrive home in the evening and I could raise her dress
or skirt up to her waist and bury my face in the sticky
remnants of her lovemaking.
I knew instinctively without her telling me when she
began an affair at work. It seemed that she'd deliber-
ately let her lover fuck her just before she left work
in the evening so that she was still leaking his juices
when I met her at the front door.
Jenny loved to talk to me while I performed for her.
She'd ask me if I liked what I was doing, whether she
tasted good and whether I loved her. The answer was yes
to all the questions.
I had, for the past few weeks, began enjoying licking
her anal area. Since that first time, and knowing how
much Jenny liked it too, I'd make a special effort to
clean her up around there.
I think she liked me doing it because it was especially
humiliating for me to lick her asshole clean. It was
with great delight therefore when she came home to me
one evening and found that her once tight little ass
had been ravaged.
I got Jenny to bend over the edge of our bed while I
examined her in more detail. It was clear that she'd
been fucked up the ass, there was sperm still dribbling
from it and I wasted no time in getting my face down
the and inserting my tongue into her asshole.
Eventually she sat over my face as I laid on the bed
and let the spunk run out of her ass into my waiting
mouth. I spent a long time kissing and licking her
there to show my appreciation for what she'd done.
Jenny confided to me that evening that her boyfriends
were aware that I liked the job of cleaning her up
after they'd used her and that one of them had par-
ticularly used her ass that night to see if I still did
my duty.
Jenny had assured him that I'd love the idea of clean-
ing out her asshole but he couldn't believe that some-
one could degrade himself that far.
Soon after this Jenny said that she was going to start
bringing her lovers home. She was having regular sex
with four men now and she wanted them to meet me and
for me to be there while she got laid.
They were also very keen to meet me and also watch me
as I sucked their spunk out of Jenny. This was an
exciting development for us as it meant that I could
be more actively involved in my wife's lovemaking.
*
Chas was the first friend that Jenny brought home. They
had spent the evening together and had arrived at our
house around nine. I shook hands with Chas and we
seemed to get on ok.
I got Chas and Jenny drinks and made one for myself.
Jenny sat with Chas on the sofa while I went to sit in
an armchair until Jenny stopped me. She told me to come
and sit with them, but pointed to the floor by their
feet. I did as she asked and sat at their feet watching
as they chatted at first then began to kiss each other.
Soon they were feeling each other all over, their hands
rarely leaving each other's bodies. Chas then undid
Jenny's shirt and was feeling her breasts through her
white bra. He freed one breast from its cup then the
other and I had a great view as he played with her
large brown nipples before taking each in his mouth in
turn.
It seemed that it was within minutes that they were
both down to their underwear. Chas had a massive bulge
in the front of his pants, which looked very impressive
and Jenny was laid back with her long legs spread well
apart. Chas' fingers were moving lightly over the front
of her white panties then they slipped inside the
waistband and I could see his fingers running down
through her pubic hair.
It was then that Jenny requested that I remove the last
of her clothing, her underwear. I knelt forward and
unhooked her bra and dropped it onto the carpet. Next
I reached for her panties and slid them slowly down her
legs. She raised herself slightly to help me take them
off. She was now naked with her lover.
Jenny wasn't finished with me yet though. She told me
to take Chas' pants off. I was a bit reluctant at first
having never done anything like that with a man before,
but, with a bit of coaxing, I grasped the waistband
and pulled his pants down as well.
He was as well endowed as I had thought. His cock was
long, very long, but it was thick as well. And it was
hard and erect and slapped against his stomach as I
had pulled the pants down.
Jenny asked me what I thought. I was lost for words.
I'd never been that close to another man's cock before
and never an erect one. The size of it was intimidat-
ing. Jenny leant forward and placed her hands around
Chas' erection, one hand above the other and there was
still plenty to spare.
She looked at me and said, "now you can see why I love
it. Isn't it wonderful!"
I had to agree that it was certainly an impressive
sight and I could also understand now why Jenny's pussy
came to me looking so battered and raw when she'd been
out with Chas. This man's cock was about three times
the size of mine. His balls looked large and heavy too.
I understood now why Jenny only used me for oral
pleasure, I certainly couldn't compete with this man.
Jenny then told me to take my clothes off. I was a bit
reluctant as I was wearing a pair of her knickers under
my trousers and didn't really want Chas to see me in
them. I hesitated but Jenny insisted and I stood to
remove the trousers. Chas couldn't stop laughing when
he saw me.
I was made to stand in the center of the room and do
a twirl wearing only my wife's tiny black panties. In
spite of the embarrassment my cock was hard inside the
pants. Jenny noticed my erection and told me to come
over and stand in front of them. She said she wanted
to show Chas how small my penis was.
I stood there with my cock making a noticeable bulge
in the pants. Jenny told me to get it out so I slipped
it out of the leg hole. Chas was laughing even more
now and Jenny joined in too. Chas couldn't believe how
small I was and asked Jenny if she ever got any plea-
sure out of something that size.
They compared me to a little boy. It was all pretty
humiliating, but I found it exciting too and my cock
was fully erect. Jenny told me to rub my little cock
and I did as I was told, rubbing the foreskin up and
down.
Chas was still laughing at my size when Jenny began
to move her hands up and down his monster cock. This
got Chas' attention back to my wife and he began to
maul her breasts. I was ignored after this and stood
in front of them as they began to make love. Chas
pushed Jenny gently onto her back on the sofa and
moved his body between her widely spread thighs.
I watched as he positioned his giant cock at the
entrance to her cunt. He held it there for a few
seconds before pushing a few inches inside her.
Jenny's head was shaking from side to side as another
few inched went in. Chas already had more of his cock
up inside my wife than I could ever manage and he
still had about six more inches to go.
I could see her pussy lips being dragged wide around
his cock. He fed another few inches into her and she
was screaming now for him to fuck her hard. Chas
pulled out then rammed his whole length up her and
the breath went out of her. He did the same again,
removing his cock from her hole then ramming it back
in right up to his balls. He did this again and again.
Jenny was having one orgasm after another now and I
had never seen her like this before. I recalled my
own previous pathetic attempts at fucking her and
could fully understand why she'd now found herself a
lover like Chas.
Chas fucked her for over half an hour in a variety of
positions. I'm afraid I shot my own load onto the
carpet shortly after they started but no one seemed
to notice. I stood in awe watching this man take my
wife.
Although I had lost my erection, I normally only cum
once, I was still rubbing my now flaccid little cock.
Chas eventually decided that Jenny had been shagged
out and shot his load into her, I could see his large
balls tightening before he released his sperm into
her. They kissed afterwards but Jenny seemed incapable
of moving and lay spread-eagled on the sofa as Chas
got off her.
I glanced down at her pussy and what a sight it was.
Her lips were hanging open and I could see right up
inside her. Her muscles were quite slack from the
pounding her cunt had taken.
Jenny noticed me looking at her and smiled. I took
this as encouragement and proceeded to kneel between
her spread thighs. Jenny didn't move, I don't think
she'd the energy, as I gradually moved my mouth nearer
and nearer to her ravaged cunt. I could smell her
aroma and I could also smell the scent of cum, it was
overpowering.
Eventually my mouth was up against her cunt hole and
I tentatively began to kiss her sticky wet slit. It
didn't take long before I was using my tongue and
within seconds I was swallowing load after load of
Chas' spunk as it drained out of her. It was so sexy
that I regained my erection and I began to wank myself
as I ate the fresh spunk out of Jenny's pussy.
After I'd cleaned her up, Jenny made me get a damp
cloth and wipe Chas' cock clean. I'd never touched a
mans cock before and found it fascinating. I cleaned
his cock as best I could with the cloth, then Jenny
really humiliated me by telling me to kiss his cock
and thank him for giving my wife so much pleasure.
I was so far gone with lust and love for my wife that
I did as she asked. I lowered my head and gently kissed
his manhood. I started at the tip and kissed him all
the way down to the base. I even lifted each of his
balls in turn and kissed them lovingly. I looked up at
Chas and thanked him for satisfying Jenny and filling
her with his sperm.
Chas left soon afterwards and Jenny and I retired to
bed. While I cuddled with her in bed that night she
laid out what she termed the ground rules for our
relationship. She told me that I wasn't going to get
to make love to her anymore, and although she might
wank me off occasionally, I was only good for cleaning
her up after she'd been with one of her boyfriends. I
was, from now on, going to have to wear her panties
all the time. I'd also have to do anything that she,
or any of her friends, told me.
*
Our life changed from that point. Several times a week
Jenny would bring a boyfriend home. I'd be made to
serve them whilst wearing only a pair of brief panties.
I was also made to clean both Jenny's pussy and the
man's cock with my mouth after they'd had sex. Jenny
also invited Beverly around one evening. She brought
along her own boyfriend, apparently her husband was
aware of her extra marital affairs but had no objec-
tion. Both Jenny and Beverly got fucked by their
respective partners and then swapped over. I got the
job of cleaning both women with my tongue and also
both men.
I think Beverly was very impressed with me because she
commented that she was going to get her husband trained
the same way.
