My wife and the thug opposite

My wife is 45 and attractive, what I would call a ’head turner’. Slim, with long strawberry blond hair and large soft breasts. We married very young and had children who are already in their 20’s and moved out. Our marriage wasn’t going well, we had our own lives and rarely had sex ( we still rarely have sex). I had actually expected us to divorce then something changed, my wife started to flirt with me again, she would often go round the house in her tight jeans and a blouse that was open, giving me a flash of her ample breasts. We talked more, about her not wanting to leave but wanting her own private life, but she wouldn’t expand. One evening she came down stairs flustered, I asked her what she was up to, she laughed, sat next to me and told me that she loved me and with that she tugged at my trousers, pulled my dick out and I had the first blow job from her in almost 5 years which ended up with me Cumming over her face and breasts but still no penetrative sex.

I noticed that she would spend time in the bedroom, I could sometimes hear her moaning and assumed after a while from the noises that she was masturbating. Now and again I would get a hand job and get to cum over her breasts which evolved to her letting me cum in her mouth which was a first for us.

But there was something not right and one evening I went to the bedroom to see what she was up to. I stood at the door and watched my wife. She was in fact masturbating as I had thought, standing at the window, her jeans pulled down, her hands gripping her bare breasts, squeezing her hard erect nipples, her pussy shaved smooth. When she didn’t have her eyes closed, she was looking out the window. I went in, my wife looked over at me but carried on pleasuring herself.

She said nothing for a while until she panted that this was her life now and for me to leave her alone. I ignored her and moved closer to see what it was that she was looking at whilst she pleasured herself. She got angry and told me to stay out of sight and not to’ fuck this up for her’ and ‘don’t; let him see you’.

I edged to the edge of the window as she started to come close to a climax, telling herself and I assume me that she was going to cum, her hands rubbing herself harder and harder, her fingers deep inside her pussy. ‘Oh fuck I’m going to cum’ she grunted. I moved the curtain to the side slightly so as not to be seen. Opposite I saw a young man, no more that 20 or 21, a thoroughly unpleasant little boy who I had only heard swearing and shouting abuse at people who he didn’t like, telling anyone who stood up to him that he was ‘hard’ so they had better fuck off . A skinny lad, his head shaved and a tattoo on his neck. He was the one she was talking about, his cock in his hand having a good wank, watching my almost naked wife touch herself.

I saw him shudder and spunk spray out and onto his window as my wife grunted and screeched.

I was gutted and horrified. Was my wife who I still loved, having an affair with that piece of shit. I had to lean against the wall, it was either that or I would collapse. I asked her if she was fucking him, she looked at me, her jeans still round her ankles as she sat on the bed. ‘No’ she said, ‘but I want to’.

I walked out determined to leave, my wife ran after me pulling her jeans up telling me to stop. It was surreal, we sat on the sofa, me burning up with rage, her sat there topless, her breasts heaving whilst she tried to catch her breath, her hand on my lap. She tried to unzip my trousers, but I stopped her, not wanting her to get away with it. She told me that she loved me and would never do anything behind her back. We talked and she told me how she had caught him masturbating in his room and instead of him trying to hide he stood there. She had her blouse open because she was getting ready for bed. To begin with she would just stand there and watch him, then she started to take it further until it was almost nightly thing of theirs, watching each other masturbate.

She said that she just wanted some excitement in her life and I actually felt guilty. And so, I let her carry on, almost nighty standing in the window, naked, fucking herself her hands and fingers. I started asking her to tell me what she was thinking and what she wanted. she would masturbate and tell me that she wanted his cock inside her, in her mouth and in her pussy and how she wanted to feel his cum insider her. I asked her to imagine him fucking her ass, something I had wanted to do but was never allowed. She screamed ‘yes, in my ass as well’ and climaxed. I would stand or sit out of sight and toss myself off cumming in my hand as my wife came thinking of that piece of shit.

After a week of this I asked her if she really wanted to have sex with him. She paused.

I asked her what her fantasy was, she looked at me and we started to fuck, during which she opened up, telling me that she fantasised that he would break into the house and find her naked in bed and fuck her hard adding that he would fill her up with his ‘bad boy cum’. I waited and thought, then asked her if she really wanted that and what if I could arrange it. She looked horrified then just shocked, then shy and asked me if I was sure. I wasn’t, but I told her I was. Maybe this would be the re starting of out marriage.

The next day I made a point of ‘bumping into him’ . I assured him that I wasn’t there to cause trouble but that I knew what he and my wife did quickly adding that it was ok. He looked angry and shocked asking me if I was ‘fucking serious’ that I was ok with it. I said that I was and went into what I suggested would work for us all.

That evening I asked my wife if she still wanted him to break in and have her. She stuttered and looked embarrassed but told me that it was only a fantasy and that it didn’t have to happen. I asked her if it was something she wanted to happen. She looked at the floor and nodded.

I told her to go to bed. It was 9pm.

I sent the lad a text. I still hated him, in fact it would be correct to say that I despised him but I thought that eventually she would find her way into his bed anyway so at least this way I could control it to a certain extent.

I went to the bedroom, my wife was sat up in bed, naked except for her panties. She asked me, ‘ what have you done’ looking out the window to see if her ‘pretend’ lover was there no doubt. I said that I had done what she asked me to do.

The back door opened and slammed shut. My wife’s eyes opened wide, ‘have you really done it’ she panted trying to look past me. I told her to call me if she changed her mind and enjoy herself and then I left.

The piece of shit that I had just given the go ahead to fuck my wife was bounding u the stair two at a time, a big grin on his face, a look of satisfaction. ‘ he patted my arm as we past on the stairs, ‘aright mate’ he said. I thought, ‘I’m not your fucking mate’ and wanted to punch him in the face.

I stopped and watched him walk into the bedroom already pulling his t-shirt off. I went onto my tiptoes to see into the bedroom and saw that he was already stepping out of his jeans, my wife no longer sitting up but laying on her back pulling her panties off. There was no for play, he just climbed on top of my wife, pulled her legs apart and pushed his surprisingly thick cock into her shaved pussy.

I walked down stair and listened to my wife screaming, ‘oh fuck its big’ followed by repeated ‘oh fuck’s. I listened to the bed hitting the wall, thud thud thud and my wife crying out pleading for him to do what I assumed he was already doing ‘ ‘fuck me, please fuck me’ followed by ‘of fuck, suck my tits’.

I crept back up and stood on the top of the stairs close enough to see most of the bed. I watched a skinny, milk white ass bobbing up and down as this apparently thick cock slid in and out of my wife. I heard grunts and muffled noises and moved for a closer look and saw this ‘lad’ trying to get as much of my wife’s breast in his mouth as possible, bent over in suck a way that he could suck her and fuck her at the same time.

My wife pleaded with him to eat her pussy and in a flash his head was between her legs lapping her up. Neither of them lasted long and in no time at all my wife was grabbing his ears and pulled him back up demanding that he fuck her. I watched and listed and he pounded my wife who was grunting and telling him how amazing it was and how this was ‘fucking good’ before announcing for the street to hear that she was going to cum in a deep almost demonic growl. I stood in the doorway and watched as her legs, bent up to her head were held in place by ‘him’ whilst he thrust his cock into her over and over, as her tits bounced with each thrust.

He grunted that he was cumming, my wife demanding ‘in my pussy, cum in my pussy’ and with that she shook and convulsed sucking his tongue, the lad continuing with numerous short harp thrusts and I knew he was impregnating my wife with his semen, each thrust pumping more into her.

My wife was crying that she can’t take any more. The lad scrambled up her wet body, his semi hard cock sliding over her tits to her face. Clean my cock her told her. She did as she was told and opened her mouth to let it in. He fucked her pretty mouth and made her gag until I heard her splutter as he came in her mouth. She sucked and cleaned it with her mouth and lips until he had had enough. With one last suck of her nipples he climbed off her. I went down stairs and moments later he walked past, his t short and jeans back on. He sat on the sofa and put his dirty trainer on before walking out, his grin never leaving his face.

I went back to the bedroom, my wife was laying there , she looked ashamed of herself. She had cum on her face and marks where his wet cock had slid down her face, her tits and her belly back to her pussy. I asked her if she was ok, she told me that it had been amazing and then checked to see if I was ok. I wasn’t but she seemed happy.

Two days later there’s a knock on the door, its him, we’d been expecting him. I moved to one side, my wife, dressed in nothing but a silk dressing gown screamed and laughed and ran to the stairs.

He ran after her. I could hear laughing followed by grunting. They didn’t bother going to the bedroom, he had caught her on the stair’s and dragged her gown off her and was now laying on top on her, my wife on her stomach, her legs open and the lads cock in her from behind. They fucked hard, so hard I worried that they would fall down the stairs, her big soft tits in his hands, his cock in her as he fucked her doggy style until he got bored of that and turned her round. Like last time, there was a lot of grunting and swearing and pleading for it not to stop until they both climaxed and again, he emptied his balls in my wife, then with that same sickly grin, he left leaving my wife, wet and naked on the stairs. She looked at me and I decided that I had had enough. I pulled my pants open as my wife opened her legs and I slid my cock into her very wet pussy. We had the dirties roughest sex of our lives, both then and straight away afterward in bed.

From then on the lad and I shared her, first he would drag her to bed, or the floor or against a wall and afterwards he would watch me fuck her, my wife managing to climax two, three and sometimes four times. I have started to enjoy watching his suckle on her huge hard, erect nipples before he takes her. There’s never any real foreplay, no gentle sex, just rough animal fucking. But that’s where she likes and I have started to like watching this ugly, skinny thug fucking my hot sexy wife, I’ve even liked it when he forces himself into her mouth only for them to French kiss after he has cum. We now have our ‘thing’. He fucks her mouth, followed by me and we take it in turns to stick our tongs into her mouth to suck hers and mix things up.

I still hate his guts but at least I get to fuck my wife and now I have a fuck buddy of my own and she can’t say anything about it, they’ve met. I arranged for her to come to the house so whilst my wife is screaming upstairs I have my FB in her knees, her much smaller harder tits wobbling as I fuck her and we listen to the carnage up stairs.

I did have another FB, 25, married and bored with her husband but she wanted to join my wife and her ‘friend’ so that was the end of that.

Tags: affair, begging, cocksucking