One Wife's Fantasy
It was a typical night in our house. The k**s were in bed and we had just finished yet another round of mediocre sex. As he fell asl**p I find my hand moving towards my pussy to finish the job he never seemed to complete. I began to wonder what it would be like to be used by several men. I closed my eyes and let the fantasy play out.
“One, two, three” I mutter to myself counting the dandelion patches s**ttered over my lawn. “Every year Joe swears that he’s found the latest and greatest in weed control but the damn things keep coming back!” I say to my next door neighbor, Bill. Bill is a landscaper so I know he’ll have some advice. I‘ve watched him carefully manicure his lawn every Saturday for years. He is very good looking with his brown skin glistening in the sun. So good looking that I often have to grab my dildo while watching him. I wonder if he notices that I‘m having a hard time refraining from touching myself now as we talk. “Well there’s your problem right there, most of your commercial weed killers are more harmful to your lawn than the weeds.” “You mean to tell me he’s been wasting hundreds of dollars to ruin my lawn?” I asked incredulously. A small smile plays across his lips as he says, “Don’t be too upset, most people don’t realize what they’re doing. I’ll give you a little known secret. What you need to do is to pour a small amount of regular white vinegar on every patch every day. Give it a try and let me know if you like the results.”
A few weeks later my lawn was already looking better than it had in years. “I couldn’t believe it was that simple” I told Bill over his fence. “Very few people believe me when I tell them that. My boss tells me to shut up about it because he wants me to continue using the chemicals that make him more money. One day though I will be able to start my own company. Then we’ll see what the customers think!” he laughed. I smiled but every word he was saying was going in one ear and out the other. I couldn’t stop staring at him. The way his body moved while he talked. The sun on his skin. The whiteness of his smile. Goddamn he was beautiful. I started to frown when I thought of Joe. Sure, he was still good looking but I was bored and scared that he felt the same about me. “Everything alright?” he asked bringing me out of my fantasy. “Yeah just fine, why do you ask? I replied, trying to cover my true feelings. “You seem a bit down today, you’re not smiling as much as you normally do.” “It’s just my relationship with Joe, we’re stuck in a rut. We’ve been married for 17yrs and we have lost the spark. I want to spice things up a little but he doesn’t seem interested in trying new things.” “You’re bored with the same old stuff, right?” he asked. “Yes, that’s exactly it! I exclaimed. We do it the same way every single time and it’s not even all that good. I mean we both get off but I know there’s more…I just don’t know how to find it.” He reached over the fence and pulled me into a hug. His arms were so strong and I couldn’t help but breathe in the way he smelled. It was a mixture of summer sweat, grass and aftershave. It was sweet and manly. I found myself moving as close as the fence would let me. He started to stroke my hair and I pulled away from him. “Bill, what are we doing? If Joe found out he’d be crushed.” “Julie, I know how you feel about me. You think I haven’t seen the way you stare at me. I’ve heard you calling out my name when you fall asl**p in the sun with your fingers inside your bikini bottom. You want me as much as I want you.” With that he grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled my mouth to his. He kissed me with more passion than I had ever felt in my life. His other hand roamed over my breast and made my nipple stand at attention. I pushed him away “We can’t do this out here! The other neighbors will see and Joe will find out for sure.”
He hopped over the fence and pulled me inside the house. Once inside he pressed me against the wall and kissed me again. I could feel how hard his cock was as his body pinned me. I pulled his shirt over his head and he untied my bikini top. His mouth moved down my neck and wrapped around a nipple. He gently bit me and I cried out. I started to take off his shorts but he stopped me. “You will only do what I tell you to do. You want something new then I’m going to give it to you” he said f***efully. He grabbed my shoulders and turned me around. He pressed his cock against my ass and he moved my bikini bottom off my hips. “Bend over, now!” he yelled. Following his command I bent over the dining table. He ripped off his shorts and I could now feel his bare cock throbbing against me. His hand smacked against my ass and he said “Spread your legs and get ready for my cock bitch! You know you want me to fuck you don‘t you slut.” “Yes Bill I want you to fuck me.“ I answered. Bill smacked my ass again and said “from now on you will only call me Sir William, do you understand?“ “Yes Sir William” I stammered. Joe had never talked to me like that and I found that it was very exciting to be treated this way. I spread my legs as wide as I could get them. He grabbed my shoulders and with one thrust his cock penetrated my pussy. I cried out because he was significantly bigger than Joe and it had been a long time since I felt a cock that big. “What’s the matter slut, am I too big for you?” he asked. “No Sir William not too big. I said. He smiled and said “That’s a good slut, able to take her new master’s thick cock.” Over and over again he thrust into me, his balls smacking against me. He grabbed my hair and pulled. His hand cracked like a whip on my ass and I could feel the skin turning hot and bright red. “You like me pounding your cunt and slapping your ass don’t you my little slut?” he asked. “Yes Sir William! I am your dirty whore!” I exclaimed.
“Now slut I have a surprise for you” he said as he turned my head towards the kitchen. My jaw dropped when I saw Joe standing there with his cock in one hand and a video camera in the other. I saw him look towards the front door and nod his head. Two men that I had never met walked in. One was the color of caramel and had spiky black hair. The other was a muscular black man. I had always fantasized about being with a man that wasn’t white but I had never told Joe about those fantasies. “Joe! What are you doing here? Who are these men? I stammered. He explained that they were coworkers. He pointed to the Latino and said “This is Daniel and that is Steve. “But Joe how did you know? You never told me that you’d want something like this too! Bill‘s voice boomed out “Shut up slut, I did not give you permission to speak. Joe is the one that set this up. He knew you wanted something different and he came to me because he’s heard you talking about me in your sl**p. You gave him the idea to treat you like a slut so that’s exactly what we’re going to do. Now open your mouth and let him fuck your face like a good little whore.” “Yes Sir Bill.” I said hesitantly. Joe handed the video camera to Steve while Daniel quickly undressed and started jacking off over me. Joe rammed his cock deep into my throat just as Bill smacked my ass again. I started to gag slightly and Joe pushed my mouth further down on his cock. Over and over again Bill and Joe used my mouth and pussy. Joe grabbed my hair and shoved my mouth to the base of his cock just as his cum started to shoot down my throat. He emptied his balls and I swallowed every drop. Before I knew it Daniel slid his dick between my lips and quickly came. He walked away from me slightly embarrassed and I felt bad for him. Bill started thrusting harder and grunting louder so I knew he was about to explode so I tightened my inner walls around his shaft. “Oh yes that’s a good whore…tighten that cunt for me!” he yelled as he filled my fuckhole. He motioned for Steve to take his place and for Daniel to take the camera. Steve undressed and I saw one of the biggest cocks I had ever seen spring up as he removed his boxers. “Spread those ass cheeks whore, you’re about to get stretched by a big black cock. Bill commanded. “But Sir William, I’ve never had a cock that big in my ass. Surely you’re not going to let him hurt me!” I pleaded. “I don’t believe I heard you correctly, are you denying this man his turn with the slut?” he asked angrily as his hand smacked my ass harder than before. “N-n-no Sir William.” I stammered. “Trust your master my sweet whore, he will be gentle and soon you will be begging for him to fuck you harder. I can almost guarantee it.” he soothed. Steve moved the head of his cock over my wet slit back and forth to lube his very large cock. He pressed it against my rosebud and slowly he started to enter the tight hole. I cringed thinking that I wouldn’t be able to take the pain but surprisingly it felt amazing. He rocked his hips and slid even deeper. Soon he was balls deep in my ass and just as Bill had predicted I was begging for more. I bucked against and moved with him. Shortly his cum was leaking out and down my legs. “Yes! That’s my dirty cum slut. Make that cum leak out of your cunt.” said Bill excitedly. “You have performed well and as a present for your good behavior I will allow you to choose the man and the position that will get you off the best. “Thank you Sir William.” I smiled. I looked at all 4 men and to my surprise they were all hard again. It was going to be difficult to choose. I looked at Joe and searched his face for any clue that he would be upset if I chose one of the other men but he just looked at me with the same grin as the others. I walked up to Joe and led him to the couch and pushed him to a sitting position. I straddled his legs and slowly slid my very wet pussy down his shaft. Rocking my hips I felt him thrusting up into me and hitting all the right spots like only my husband could do. He knew my every move and matched them with his. It didn’t take long before I was bucking like a wild a****l as my orgasm moved thru me. Joe was my true love and now I knew that we would be okay.
“Thank you baby, I love you” I woke up realizing that I had said that out loud. Joe turned over and looked into my eyes. “Not sure what you’re thanking me for but you are welcome my love.” I flipped him on his back and proceeded to give him the best kind of wake up call. We got the k**s off to school, called in to work and went back to bed. We spent the morning and afternoon talking about our fantasies in between rounds of the best sex we’d had in years.