R Peters
Lewd wife
CHAPTER ONE
I had been watching these movies for over two hours now. My husband had continually been getting off on watching naked women make love on a screen. This was the first time I had been to one of these theatres, and even though it was a drive-in, I was afraid I might run into some of our neighbors or friends.
After he had begged me for nearly a year, I had agreed to go to the theatre with Roger. He was especially excited about the double feature that was playing. The first film was about a young girl who had fallen in love with a senior in high school. But he was in love with another girl, and the girl who loved him, Wanda, had turned to sex instead. The film consisted of a series of romances, or I should say affairs, between Wanda and the senior class. Finally, the film ended with a graduation orgy.
The second film was much better. It featured two couples who lived in an apartment house. They got into swapping and nightly orgies, exchanging partners and running between their second and third-floor New York apartments.
During the second film I became a little more relaxed, if that was possible. At first I had slouched down in my seat and leaned over to Roger, who was totally engrossed in the movie. After the first sex scene I began to look around. The place was packed, the cars filling almost every available space.
I glanced over to the left and there was nothing visible. It looked as if there was nobody in the car. At first I thought they might have left for refreshments, but on a second glance, I noticed some legs occasionally jutting up from the floor, and it was obvious there was some serious sex going on. Also I could hear an occasional groan coming from the car next to us or from the movie.
Back on the screen there was a close-up of one of the men sucking on a woman's breast. The camera zoomed out and revealed another man sucking on her cunt. She was trembling, and her body was soaked with sweat. The other woman was resting nearby, tired from all the activity. But the two men couldn't get enough and they kept sucking on her breast and cunt until she let out a loud scream. The camera showed a close-up of cum running out of her cunt and onto the lips of the man who was sucking her.
Her hair was tangled and she was dripping from perspiration, but she didn't seem content. She wanted more action. As the two men climbed off her and sat down on a couch trying to catch their breath, she crawled over to the other woman.
She began licking the insides of the woman's legs, stopping to suck her thighs and run her fingers along the contour of her body, and circling her breasts with her tongue. She headed toward her snatch and began to vigorously vibrate her tongue in and out of her juicy, hot cunt.
The woman was at first startled, but once she realized what was happening, she grabbed hold of the other woman's head and began shoving it into her vagina. As I began to become interested for the first time in the action on the screen, Roger began to fondle me slowly.
The bulge in Roger's pants seemed bigger than I had ever seen it. He reached across my body, brushing his arms across my breasts, to hold me. My nipples were hard and I was briefly excited. I sat still, not knowing his intent and still trying to concentrate on the movie.
Then there was a loud scream from the car to our right. Roger startled at the scream, taking his arms from around me, and looked toward the car. Though it was dark, we could see the nude couple inside. She appeared to be straddling him on the drivers seat. His hands were at her breasts playing with her swollen nipples. Their bodies were in a rhythmically rising and falling together. He brought his mouth to her breasts, and she moaned excitedly. Her stride grew faster and more excited. Her grabbed her back and pulled her roughly down onto his lap. As she screamed with ecstasy, the door flew open and they tumbled out of the car. She and her partner fell onto the sandy parking lot.
Being exposed seemed to make them hunger more for each other. Once they were outside the car they continued furiously. The girl was laying on the ground with her long, blonde hair forming a pillow for her head. Her partner was raised above her, rubbing his face in her wet pussy. He wanted to come up for air, but she wouldn't let him. With his face buried inside her cunt, she cried, "More! More! Please!" until she let out a long moan. The boy broke free of her hold and crawled up her body until his throbbing cock, visible for the first time, was hanging over her mouth. By this time, everyone in the drive-in had quit watching the film and all eyes were focused on the couple in the sand. I could feel Roger behind me, rubbing himself through his pants.
The guy began gently rubbing his cock on her mouth. The girl quickly caught her breath and slowly began using her tongue to lick the underside of his hardened rod. Her hand came up to stroke him, but he pushed her hand aside. "Suck me off… suck my cock," he begged.
She was teasing him, taking her own sweet time, and he wanted to cum. She put her mouth on his balls, breathing on them to excite him, and then she backed off. She put her mouth on his long erection just long enough to further excite him. Then she used her tongue to circle the firm head of his penis.
Her boyfriend couldn't stand it any longer. He grabbed his prick and forced it into her mouth. He fucked her mouth just as he had done to her pussy. She loved it. She moaned around his shaft. His slippery cock was shooting in and out of her mouth. He kept leaning closer to her face, ramming it deep into her wanting mouth. She began bending her body with the thrust of his cock.
After a few minutes of her sucking, the guy shot his wad into her mouth. She didn't have any choice but to swallow as his cock was hitting the back of her throat. She went wild, sucking his cock harder and harder while grabbing his ass and forcing him to come even closer to her. She kept a firm hold on his ass and kept pulling and pushing his cock into her mouth.
Finally he put his hands on her shoulder and pulled out his slippery, wet dick that had grown limp in her mouth. He immediately fell beside her, breathing in gasps of air.
Everyone watching the couple had been transfixed by the episode. On the screen at the drive-in a third couple had been introduced and now six people were fucking in living color, but no one had even noticed.
CHAPTER TWO
Roger was still behind me, now he rubbed his hard dick on my lower back. He had been watching the couple with the same intensity as I had been. Their performance got him harder than I had ever felt him. The couple had realized where they were and had crawled back into their car. I faintly heard people applauding as the sound of Roger's breath came into my ear.
Roger took his hand off his cock, to turn me toward him. He looked at me with a drunken expression and began frantically kissing me. He had always been a great kisser since we first met in high school.
His tongue moved up and down inside my mouth as his hands worked to open the front of my dress. He held my breasts firmly as he continued to kiss me. He moved his body closer to mine and pulled me backwards to the length of the front seat. Now I understood why Roger had insisted I wear a dress to the drive-in.
His mouth kissed mine very hard. His hand was slowly moving up my legs. His fingers stopped just above my panties, and he pulled them down to my thighs in one smooth movement. His fingers made their way to my cunt. They danced lightly over my cunt hair as he parted my lips. He moved his fingers in and out of my cunt, making it slippery and smooth. It felt good, but I wasn't exactly begging for his cock the way the girl had.
Roger, sensing that I needed more, began massaging my clit. He rolled it in between his fingers, making me wiggle my ass from the pleasure. After twelve years of marriage Roger had finally learned how to turn me on. I was embarrassed about doing this at a drive-in. I started pulling my legs together and trying to sit up. Roger forced me back down as he rubbed my juices all over the inside of my legs. Roger was desperately trying to get me to focus on him. He started to talk dirty to me as he fondled my pussy and breasts.
He was really trying to excite me, and that turned me on. I started whispering naughty little things in his ear. He usually didn't do much for me. He was always so quick and only thought of his own pleasure. This time he seemed different. He quickly grabbed his belt, unloosened it, and yanked down his pants. He was rock hard and very excited. But sometime during the process of Roger undressing, I had lost most of the desire I had. For some reason this always seemed to happen. I would get aroused very quickly, maybe too quickly, and then it faded just as quickly.
Roger seemed to be going through the motions now, and fumbled while trying to pull my dress over my head. The car seat was sticky and the damp summer air made it worse. The width of the front seat was not all that suited for fucking, but Roger was determined. Roger finally got my dress off and dropped it over the back seat. Quickly, Roger got himself on top of me. I could feel his cock, pulsating with desire, between my legs.
Roger arched his back and drove his rod into my vagina, starting my juices flowing. He was wildly fucking me, plunging in and out relentlessly. I closed my eyes and was lost in a flurry of mad fucking. I could feel his cock banging around inside my cunt. He was trying to please me. His face was distorted with an expression of lust and pleasure as his cock rammed into my pussy.
I was getting anxious for this to be over and he wasn't coming yet, so I began pumping my ass up and down with his rhythm.
"Fuck me, fuck me, baby," I purred.
"I'm going to fuck your brains out!" he answered.
"Do it, do it! Fuck me! Fuck my cunt until my juice drowns your cock!"
And with that, his hot nut shot out of his hard cock and into my waiting pussy. Finally, Roger was done. He sat there, taking in deep breaths and seemingly proud of himself. The front seat was a puddle of sweat and juice. The thought crossed my mind that I should have enjoyed it. My thoughts were interrupted by an announcement coming over the loudspeaker that intermission was about to begin. We quickly got dressed and had started the car by the time the floodlights came on.
As we drove home along the expressway the warm summer air swirled around our bodies and I felt a little more relaxed about our fucking. In fact, I sort of liked the chance that we could have been exposed like the couple next to us.
CHAPTER THREE
The next morning when Roger woke, he didn't wake me. He went straight to work. It was like any other morning. For ten of the twelve years we had been married, Roger had worked in a factory. At first he had been forced to take a second shift job, but as his seniority increased, he had been moved to first shift. The only problem was his being forced to get up early, but it sure beat my staying up until midnight waiting for him to come home.
I looked over at his side of the bed and wondered if he had any thoughts of seducing me when he arose. In fact, I faintly remembered a dream where he had gotten up and made love to me. In the dream, I was sleeping and didn't realize he was making love to me until the very last moment. In the dream I woke up just as he was climaxing and I was having an orgasm.
But I knew the dream couldn't be true, although I did have dried cum all over my body. I guessed it was from the night before, but wasn't sure. Maybe it was just because we slept in the nude, which we seldom do because of the kids, or maybe just the hot Midwest weather.
After fixing breakfast for the kids and sending them off to school, I went back in the bedroom and relaxed for awhile. There was a radio talk show on, but it was boring so I switched it off. Thoughts of Roger and I fucking at the drive-in were in the back of my mind. I couldn't get rid of them. I felt slightly aroused at the thought of being watched.
For some reason I hadn't bothered to get dressed yet. The thoughts of last night made me feel sexy. Instead of showering and getting dressed for the day, I put on the see-thru negligee Roger had given me. I hadn't worn it except while we were on vacation.
CHAPTER FOUR
I was fantasizing about Roger seducing me in strange motel rooms when the doorbell rang. I figured it was only one of my girl friends, so I opened the door with hardly a thought to what I was wearing. I was shocked to see Chuck, a friend of Roger's and mine since high school.
"Oh, I wasn't expecting you. I thought you were one of my girl friends." I offered.
Chuck just smiled for a second and asked if he could come in for some coffee. I invited him in and thought about changing into something less revealing, but decided not to. I had always liked his easygoing manner and smile. I had always looked forward to Chuck and his wife's visits. Thinking about his wife, I grabbed a short robe from the downstairs bathroom.
When I returned from the kitchen, he was just sitting on the couch, with a strange look on his face. I figured he had something on his mind, so I sat down next to him. I had barely sat when he turned toward me and asked, "How did you like the movies last night?"
I didn't answer him – I was too embarrassed. And in shock. How did he know we were there? Was he there too?
"You needn't be embarrassed," he said. "My wife and I go all the time."
I looked down at the ground, still not sure how to respond. He lifted my face up with his hand and kissed me hard on the lips. He mumbled something to me about not covering up my body before he pulled the robe off my shoulders.
I began to feel an exhilarating rush through my body as he slipped a hand under my nightie. With long, careful strokes he rubbed my pussy lips and cupped my pussy in his hand. His fingers slipped inside me before I could push him away.
I felt like I was unable to protest, with his lips on mine and fingers expertly working my pussy to a frenzy.
Chuck stood up and pushed me onto my back. I tried to speak, but he waved his hand in front of me and I knew he wouldn't stop anyway. I wasn't sure of what was happening. I was kind of scared, but more excited than I had been in years with Roger. I wanted to unzip his fly and pull his cock out.
Chuck pulled his pants off and I saw how thick his cock was. I ached to suck his stiff cock. It was already large, but it seemed to grow larger in my hand. I jerked him off and he came quickly on my tits. I realized that he was using me for sex and I wanted him even more. I wanted his cock in my mouth, my cunt, anywhere in my body.
Chuck began to suck my hardened nipples. They stood erect and his sucking only drove me wilder. I tried to pull his body up, so I could blow him. He pushed my hands away and moved himself up my body. He hung his cock in my face. He started to say something, but I wanted it so bad I couldn't wait any longer.
I grabbed it and began sucking him. I reached for his ass and pulled him closer to my face. I sucked on his cock and then licked his balls, which made him groan loudly. He propped himself over me while I did all the work. I massaged his cock and balls until I could feel him about to release. Then I sucked his thick shaft again until he pulled out and jerked off a steady stream of cum all over my face.
He was breathing heavily and I thought he was about to collapse. He leaned over and I drew in my breath. Instead of laying down, he began eating my pussy with such passion. I couldn't believe it. He paused and came up to lick some cum off my face. We started kissing with his cum passing between our mouths. I was shocked that he'd want to taste his own cum, but he moaned and his tongue slid into my mouth.
After a couple of minutes, he went back down to suck my cunt. I felt a surge coming through my excited cunt, but Chuck stopped just as I was ready to orgasm. "Let me come, let me come, Chuck!" I hissed.
But he waited for the moment to pass and then went back to sucking. I couldn't stand it any longer. He continued to suck me, then stopped just as I was about to come, and then kiss me gently on the lips of my cunt. He was driving me wild and he knew it.
"Let me come! Please let me come!"
"Why?" he shot back.
"Because I'm so hot, I can't stand it! Fuck me, suck me, do anything you like, just let me cum!"
"Anything?"
"Yes, anything!"
"Can I fuck you in the ass?" he asked.
A quick chill went through my body. I had never heard it put so bluntly. Roger had never asked such a thing, knowing I wouldn't submit. But now Chuck was going down on me again and I wanted to cum so bad, I'd do anything.
Chuck went back to sucking my hole, then kissing my vagina and burying his face in it. I almost came, but he stopped. Then he took his finger and ran it along the crack of my ass. Then, in an instant, he stuck it in and a pain shot up my back. Then another finger went in my cunt and I was overcome with excitement. Chuck was now stuffing his fingers into my ass and my cunt, jerking my whole body up and down.
"All right," I said, "Fuck me in the ass! Please fuck me in the ass so I can come!" Chuck slowed down the movement of his fingers.
"Fuck me, fuck me in the ass, Chuck!"
"Are you sure you want it?"
"Yes, yes, oh, God, yes!" I screamed.
"Then beg for it!"
At this point he removed his finger from my ass and let the other sit still inside my cunt. I wanted him to fuck me inside my slippery little cunt, or bang it hard into my asshole – I didn't care. I just wanted to cum.
Chuck rubbed his cock and told me to beg him for it, and then he'd fuck me in the ass and make me come.
"Please, please; fuck me in the ass with your wonderful cock!" I pleaded.
And with that he shot his hard, throbbing cock into my ass. It was so sudden I didn't feel the pain until a few seconds later. It was hard and dry and I just wanted him to get it over with. He reached down and massaged my cunt. He rubbed his hand in my juices and brought it up to my ass, lubricating his cock and in my ass. Now his cock moved in and out of my tight hole smoothly.
We were both on our stomachs now and he started humping my ass wildly while grabbing my tits. He squeezed them hard, letting the nipples slide through his fingers. He shot his wad in my ass and I could feel his cum trickle down to my cunt. He pulled out and collapsed beside me. His hands went back to massaging my cunt. I had already came, but I couldn't remember when.
With all the feeling and passion, I had lost all control over the moment. My juices had been squirting madly and I couldn't even remember my own orgasm. It was a strange experience as I tried to recollect my thoughts and pinpoint exactly when I had come. I was working on remembering that when I feel asleep.