Bowled a Maiden Over

Ian and Tony are best friends , they'd known each other for years, played on the same cricket team for five or six years. Ian had become the #1 batsman, Tony was #5 on the team, decent with the bat but by far the best bowler on the team.

When there was a match on Tony would call round to pick Ian up, they'd do that in turns to get to the ground. That's how it was until Tony tore a ligament in his shoulder, that put him out of action, he wasn't able to play for months, that’s when things started to change.

Tony stared to call round when he knew Ian wasn’t home, just on the odd occasion at first, usually when he knew Ian would be home soon, then off they’d go for a pint in the local where Ian would tell him how the match had gone, seemed pretty innocent at the time.

It’s odd though how women can tell the difference between what used to be an innocent visit to how suddenly there becomes a tension in the air. Tony has always been on good behaviour but once in a while I noticed how his eyes weren’t looking at me, they we looking into me, or I would catch him looking at my legs, but I always felt that was normal for guys.

I also knew that Tony had a couple of affairs with some of married ladies at the Cricket Club, at least one that I knew about. I was friendly with a girl who told me that her best friend was having a hot affair with Tony, she swore he was the best fuck she had ever had, I was curious, what could make one fuck better than another, the only man I’d slept with was Ian.

As for our relationship, something had changed, Ian had slowed down, we had been married 7 years, I’d started to wonder if there really was a 7 year itch, was Ian bored with me?

Maybe I was giving out some kind of signal as our sex life wasn't quite what it had been. We used to have sex 3 or 4 times a week in the first few years of being married, now we were down to once of twice a month, the excitement, the desire, the fire had cooled down that much over the years.

Having said that Ian had developed a strange habit of getting me to show a bit of thigh in front of other men, to show off what I had. He used to get a thrill out of it, we would shop together to pick out sexy lingerie, revealing clothes, dresses or skirts with side or back slits, dresses or skirts with a heavy duty front or back zip, the bigger the O ring on the zip the more he liked it, a sort of invite for men to unzip me. Ian said it made me look “more accessible!” that seemed to turn him on, the thought that a man could just unzip me and then want to fuck me. I knew Ian liked the Hot Wife / Cuckold videos that he would download for us now and again, that was becoming the only way he would get aroused.

At first I found it odd how he liked to pick sexy underwear for me, but not just for play times at home, he liked to show me off at the cricket club, or when we had a night out in Manchester. He liked to show me off wearing a black or Toledo blue push up bra under a sheer, see through blouse. It would always get him excited showing me off in public, we would finish up having a sexy tussle in bed, the more he talked about how men looked at me the harder e would get.

Coming back to Tony, over the last few weeks, I’d got quite used to his company, it got to the point where just minutes after Ian had driven off to play cricket Tony would "by chance" be driving down our street, it got embarrassing the woman (in her 50's) across the street started to notice one car going and another coming minutes later, but I’m sure it was turning her on, whenever our paths crossed she would smile with a twinkle in her eyes.

That intensity I felt just a few weeks ago had grown, by now we were flirting a bit, maybe a bit too much, the innocent hugs had become slaps on my ass, that turned me on, but other than those long looks that seemed to question my soul nothing else happened.

It was a Saturday night, we were going to the cricket club, for an after the match get together with the players and their wives. Ian said wear something sexy, I knew he liked showing me off, so I wore a sexy dress, one that always got Ian going. I felt very sexy in the dress, it wasn’t long before most of the men were in a huddle discussing how the game had gone.

I left them to it, standing at the bar talking to Tony, he saw his chance to tease me about how sexy I looked. I thanked him for the compliment only to hear him say “but you’d look a lot more sexy if you took it off!” That caught me off balance! Maybe it was my comfort levels with him (I knew he was teasing me) or the gin, the conversation soon became very open and honest. We talked about a bunch of very personal things, including who his local conquests were.

The night continued, it felt like Ian was leaving us to it, purposely, maybe it was the G&T’s that Tony was poring down me. We chatted about “preferences” what I liked and if I have a line, where do I draw it, I remember Tony asked me if I thought size mattered.

The conversation and the drink was by now taking its toll, Ian's purposeful prolonged absence emboldened Tony, he was becoming far touchier than normal, and I was starting to enjoy his attention. more so when I noticed Ian was glancing over to watch us now and again. Maybe I was standing a little too close in the crowded bar, but I could feel him stroke me lightly.

Ian was looking the other way, busy chatting to some of the guys, Tony put his hand around me, pulling me closer to him. He took my hand and brushed it against his cock, it was as, hard as iron, I felt it twitch responding to my touch. But that was as far as it got that night, we parted innocently with just a quick kiss. Have to say I wanted more,, but I'd had too many G&T's.

From that point on we seemed to have a tighter bond with each other, there was a sexual tension that hadn't been there before, maybe it was the erotic touches or the very frank sexual conversation I didn't know. A few days later by chance I bumped into Tony in the local mall, I was enjoying the quiet cup of coffee when I saw Tony, he was picking up a phone charger. He got the coffee then joined me and we chatted. After some innocent chatter I mentioned that I needed to look for a few things, he offered to walk with me since he had finished work for the day.

As we walked we chatted a bit, nothing sexual. I headed for Clarke’s Shoe Shop, I needed to get some heels to match a dress I’d bought. As I sat down, I didn't realise it at the time but Tony was sitting directly across from me. I tried on a couple of pairs, then I realized Tony was gazing at my legs. I was starting to feel a little horny so I decided to lead him on a bit. His view probably wasn’t all that good, the skirt I was wearing wasn't all that short so I made sure my legs spread apart each time I tried shoes on, I flashed him a couple of times before settling on a pair. We left the store and walked around the mall.

As we walked I thought about teasing him a little more I felt pretty comfortable teasing him in a place like this where there were lot of people walking around, no one knew us. The next store was Sport Direct, I was looking for a track suit to wear at the gym, Tony was looking through the jeans and sweat shirts.

We picked out a few sizes each and headed to the changing rooms. Presuming we were a couple the salesgirl gave us two cubicles next to each other. I told Tony that I’d like his opinion on what I’d picked out. I started by removing my skirt and putting on a pair of track pants, I came out of my cubicle, knocked on his door, Tony opened it a bit and to my surprise he was standing in just his briefs. Although that caught me off guard I didn’t react, no need to, I have a photographic memory :-)

I couldn’t help staring at the bulge. it looked like it wasn’t quite erect, even at that though it looked big, bigger than I'm used to at home, much bigger, not just longer but thicker too. I gathered myself and I asked him if he liked the fit of my trackies, he said -- "nice but maybe a smaller size would do more justice to my figure.”

As he was talking, he pulled on his jeans with his ass towards me as he faced the mirror. He turned and I told him they looked good but he too should try on the smaller size. I then jokingly said that maybe we should both try the other clothes together to save the effort of going between rooms to show our stuff to each other. That was all the encouragement Tony needed, he picked up his stuff and we both squeezed into my cubicle. I noticed the salesgirl wink and smile.

I was feeling very naughty by now and proceeded to slip off the track pants, I removed my top and stood there checking out myself in the mirror. He looked at me but acted quite matter of fact about it. I then pulled on the smaller track pants and turned around to see in the mirror. These were too tight in the crotch, it was then that I noticed that my panties were wet and it showed through my panties. Tight as they were on my ass Tony said he liked them, saying "it's my turn now". He pulled down the jeans, that ended in his briefs coming down too, he still wasn't fully erect but his cock looked massive!

He made no attempt to hide what I'd seen, he just nonchalantly pulled on the jeans. Finally, we both got dressed, paid for our items and left the store. By now I was feeling wet and horny, not that I was going to do anything about it but it had turned out to be a very nice shopping experience. As we walked he reminded me about the conversation we’d had in the club bar, one thing we had chatted about was thongs. He said how sexy they are, I mentioned that how I didn't have any since Ian didn't seem to like them.

We were passing Victoria's Secret when he took me by the hand and led me to the pantie and thong display. I am not shy but this was a little embarrassing as he went through picking out different ones, finally I agreed to two of them, the lacy ones, one red one black. He paid for them and handed me the bag, with a naughty smile he said that by buying them for me I should let him see how they looked, he mentioned how he should get to see them before Ian did. I laughed and said "not here" Tony said "when you’re ready then."

My quick response of "not here" had pretty much implied that I would somewhere else. This hadn't really been my intention but it was too late. We left the mall, we walked to my car, Tony pulled me close for a soft but sensual kiss. My lips opened slightly, I felt the warmth and wetness of his tongue on my lips. We parted and I drove off feeling incredibly sexy and wet, wondering if I could even take his monster of a cock I’d seen.

Later that day, around 9 ish Tony unexpectedly knocked on the door. It was a Friday night, Tony had called in the club to find we weren’t there so he’d come to chat to Ian about the game on Saturday. We were watching a movie on TV so Tony stayed and had a couple of beers, the movie ended around 11:30, Tony headed for the door, but it wasn’t long before he was back, his car wouldn’t start, the battery was dead, well, that's what he said, seems he'd left his headlights on.

It was raining hard so rather than Ian and Tony trying to fix it in the rain and the dark Ian said, well, you might as well stay the night. The cars engine might not have been running but that innocent invite got my engine running, even though I started to wonder if I was being "set up," by Ian and Tony.

The first sexy thing that had happened earlier between us that day is that Tony had teased me about the thong, so I took the opportunity to sneak upstairs to change so that I’d be able give him a flash as he was sitting opposite me. It didn’t take him long to notice that I was sat with my legs slightly apart, just enough to catch his attention. It wasn’t long before being flashed got the expected result, I was sure I could see a reaction in his trousers, I couldn't help looking.

Later in the evening when Ian was in the bathroom, leaving us alone Tony told me he’s noticed I was wearing the black thongs, so asked to see them properly. We traded some silly comments, I kept saying I can't here, he of course said it was safe for a quick flash and anyway he had already seen me in my panties at the shop, and then he said, “maybe I should tell Ian how wet I make you!”

He insisted that all he wanted was a quick peek, I stood up near where Tony was sitting and pulled my wrap around skirt open for a second, it was pretty scary but also very sexy so I gave him a flash. I pulled my skirt open to showed him the front of the tiny thong and then turned quickly and showed the back, he told me I looked amazing.

I was so hot showing off for him like that I can't describe it, the thong was so small that it covered nothing, the thought that my husband hadn't even noticed them also made it that much more naughty, Tony had got his wish, he was “in there first” so to speak. So there we were, the movie had finished, but Ian found a DVD, of all the movies he chose it was Indecent Proposal, maybe that was done on purpose ? By now I'm SURE that I'm being set up.

We got into the movie, an oldie but a goodie, and the drinks continued to flow, even though I'm now on my fourth G&T. I didn’t know where to look when Tony asked Ian “would you let Paula have sex with another guy!” No mention of the Million $’s or even would you let Paula sleep with another guy, it was point blank would you let Paula have sex with another guy !!!

Ian’s also worse for wear on the booze, said, "that would depend if Paula wanted to sleep with the other guy." I think Tony was looking for a weakness, he followed up with, “if she wanted me to fuck her, would you let here?” Ian said, "I don’t know to be honest!" but I heard a weakness in Ian’s voice, a slight tremble, he knew he was being challenged as to his ownership of me.

Seeing them joust over me was turning me on, I could feel that I was getting wet. Tony turned to me and said, “how would you feel if Ian gave you the OK!” I said “but he wouldn’t, would you Ian?” Ian was by now looking very sheepish, very nervous, Tony was was asking if it was OK to fuck me. There’s no answer to that, if he said no that might give the impression he owned me, or scared of another guy turning me on. If he said OK he knew Tony would want to fuck me !

Tony said, lets play a game, “I'll take Paula upstairs to your bed, we will close the door then we will test you by letting you listen. You won’t know if it’s just an act that we are putting on, or if I’m fucking your Paula, do you trust her to be faithful! ?” There’s no answer to that either, if Ian says he doesn’t trust me then he’s in trouble, if he says he does trust me and lets Tony walk me into our bedroom he’d be in deeper trouble.

This game was making my mind race, I was starting to squeeze my thighs together. I asked Ian, “well, do you trust me, or don’t you trust me ?” In his weakened state Ian said “I trust you.”

I told him him “you had better had trust me, if I go to our bedroom with Tony you will have to stay down here until I call for you.” I’d no sooner given Ian his ultimatum before he said “OK, I trust you.” by now he was starting look like a broken man.

My face was on fire with excitement, I had Ian’s permission to take his best friend to our bed then maybe pretend we were having sex, that or I’d be getting screwed by Tony’s monster cock. All that Ian would be allowed to do would be to wonder if it was just an act, or if his wife really was being fucked by his rival. I said, “OK now we are all agreed to this little game, stay where you are Ian, Tony follow me.”

We had hardly got through the bedroom door, a door that we didn’t close, we didn’t want the sounds of shagging muffled. Tony threw me on the bed and started to strip off, I did the same, naked except for the thong, in less than a minute he was on top of me, his cock was rock hard and throbbing. I had to fold the thong to one side to help him slide his monster cock inside of me, my wetness helped, I was ready in more ways than one for him, ready and willing to take him balls deep.

By now he was between my legs, lifting me up onto his thighs, I could see how from that dominant position he was enjoying watching his bell end and is throbbing shaft entering me, I didn't realise how noisy I was being until Tony put his hand over my mouth. We went quiet for a moment, I could hear Ian creeping up the stairs. Tony figured that out and said, he said you better turn the volume down, I had to laugh, it was a huge turn on to have my husband creeping up the stairs wondering if we were fucking or just putting on a show for him.

I moaned appropriately, Tony made sure the bed was moving. It wasn’t long maybe 5 minutes before I felt Tony going faster, his cock throbbing inside of me. I knew he was going to come, I felt him trying to pull out, I wasn’t having that so I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him in as deep as I could get him and I locked him in there. It was a terrific turn on to feel him filling me with his cum, he couldn’t help but make that sound guys make when they cum, he was loud, I joined in with the obligatory “yes, yes, yes’s,” As Tony was cumming inside me we kissed and then as he slumped on my I moved my head to the other side of Tony, the first thing I saw in the mirror of the wardrobe was Ian, wanking himself off, he didn't know I could see him in the mirror !!! There he was on his knees, peeping through the hinge gap of the bedroom door, watching us !!!

Tony finally pulled out, exhausted, but I wanted more, this was exciting. I took hold of his shaft and started to stroke it to encourage it. It was covered in my wetness and his cum. It took me a couple of minutes massaging his cock, kissing him, talking dirty to him until he starting to get hard again.

I guided him back into me, it felt good doing that. It didn’t take long before Tony was back into his stride, fucking me senseless. I felt him harden up even more when I asked him “how does it feel to be fucking your best friends wife.” knowing that Ian would be able to hear me. I guess Ian couldn't take anymore torment, the next thing I knew there was a knock on the almost open bedroom door. I yelled “go away, we aren’t finished yet,” but that didn’t stop Ian walking in on us.

Tony didn’t miss a beat, why should he, the deed had been done, he’d fucked me, he'd cum in me. “Have you seen enough” I made sure Ian felt humiliated and that he could see how Tony’s shaft was still nailing me, opening me up, how the lips of my cunt were clinging to Tony’s cum covered shaft each time he pulled out, another man’s cum was dripping out of me.

That night was tough on Ian, he looked devastated, but in a nice way, well it felt nice to me, after all it was his idea / fault, We had talked about him wanting me to cuckold him for ages. I guess Ian didn’t expect this would be something I would actually do or something he would eventually become addicted to, but he is now ;)

If Tony doesn't call round for a week or so Ian begs me to talk about Tony fucking me. Thankfully we get together at least three or four times a week. I have more to talk about with my girlfriends now, but not as much as the old girl across the street, I'm sure she's keeping a diary of how often Tony's car is on our driveway, I'm sure it turns her on, maybe I should invite her round, she looks fit for her age, she'd probably eat Tony, in more ways than one :)

I have to say it turns me on too talking about how cuckolding Ian has brought him under my cuntrol, it’s nice to have the upper hand, more so when that hand is stroking his rivals cock. Even more of a turn on when I give Tony a handjob seeing is spunk flooding all over my Wedding Ring, that's an incredible turn on for me, seeing Tony's cum desecrate my Wedding Ring.

This "affair" has been going on for a while now, it's been GREAT cuckolding Ian, he's under my cuntrol now, I'm his boss.

As for Tony, well, there's only one thing I want from Tony now, oddly enough it's the same thing he wants to give me :)

Paula @ WN1.

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