My wife eventually found them: it was only a matter of time. What with her increased use of the computer and my increasing carelessness with making sure that my files weren't accessible, it was virtually certain that she would one day find them. All of them. All of the wife-sharing stories, the teasing wife stories, the cuckold stories, the great handjob stories and the mommy-mister stories.
Since my mid-20s, the fantasy that gets me the hottest is being teased about how turned on I am by my "Mommy", and how I want my Mommy to seduce me and make me lick her cunt.
Several decades later, as my sexual relationship with my wife cooled significantly, I began to be aroused by hot wife and cuckold stories. The idea of a hot wife who fucks other men because she knows how hard it makes her husband (and loves to tease him about it) made me masturbate repeatedly. I guess it was inevitable that the two themes would become intertwined in my mind.
As a result, I had a lot of jpegs of mature, seductive women wearing stockings and heels, and a pile of cuckold and mommy/mister stories obligation my hard drive.
In the past year, Deborah “discovered” the Internet and spent hours each night on the computer. Although I didn't know it until later, she had spent much of that time reviewing all of my supposedly well-hidden files.
I found out about her discovery in an indirect way. We had gone out for dinner on a Friday night, and Deborah dressed especially hot. She was wearing a short shiny green dress with a deep vee in front, no bra, black thigh-highs showing off her fabulous long legs, and 5" heels. She had had her blonde hair and nails done and was wearing extra-heavy makeup. She looked as slutty as I had ever seen her and my cock was as hard as a rock.URL
All throughout dinner, Deborah was animated and very flirty with me. She repeatedly touched my arm and gently teased the back of my hand with her long painted nails. I was very surprised, since we had not had sex for weeks and she had rebuffed my most recent suggestions that we fool around.
After dinner, she suggested that we stop at a club with dancing, and immediately dragged me to the dance floor for a slow misterg. While we danced, she rubbed her crotch against me and nibred on my ear. "Ummmm, Michael, you're very hard tonite," she whispered in my ear. "What's gotten you so turned on, hmmmm?"
"You look so hot", I managed to mutter. "You like how slutty I look tonight, don't you, Michael?" she said while licking my ear. "You really get hard when I look like a whore out on the prowl, don’t you, hmmmmmmmm?” She pressed her toned thigh against my hardening cock.
“Ohhhhhh, you’ve gotten me so hot already!,” I moaned.
“I know,” she whispered. “I know just how to make you so hard you’re going out of your mind!” Deborah giggled in her unique, throaty way. “You really like it when I look and act like a slut, don’t you, Michael?
“Oh, God, yes, I do.” I couldn’t believe how hot she was making me.
“I know you do,” she whispered. “You like to see other men check me out and get turned on, don’t you, Michael.”
“Yes”, I said, my cock getting even harder as she brushed against me again.
“I can tell by how hard your little dick is getting. But I also know something else about you, Michael.”
“What’s that?”, I muttered, still distracted by her seductive behavior. “I know that you’d like me to do more than just dress up hot, isn’t that right, honey?”
“I don’t know what you mean”, I said. Deborah moved her lips even closer to my ear and rubbed her thigh firmly against my cock. “Oh, I think you do, Michael, I know you think about your wife not just dressing like a slut, but also acting like one, don’t you Michael? You’d like nothing better than if I picked up some young college stud here and seduced him and made him fuck me over and over!”
“Oh, my God”. I couldn’t believe what she was saying. “You see, I can tell by how hard your cock is, it’s like a steel bar from all this talk. But I also know from something else, Michael. That’s right, I found all of your little secrets on the computer, all the websites you like to visit, and all the cuckold stories you’ve saved to read and jerk off to. You know, I read them all, and I got very hot from them, too, Michael.”
“Did you really?”, I stammered. “Yes I did, honey,” Deborah continued. “The idea of teasing you about this and then getting fucked by a big-dicked stud, made me cum like a river! I must have played with my clitty for two hours as I read all those stories. And the pictures! All those beautiful mature women with their legs spread looking knowingly into the camera, most with cum streaming out of their pussies, just begging you to lick them clean . . . . You’d like to lick me clean after I had my fun, wouldn’t you, Michael?”
I couldn’t believe how hot she had made me in just a few minutes. My cock was vibrating, on the verge of orgasm, and her breathy words in my ear were rapidly bringing me to a boil.
“I’ve always known how much you love licking my pussy, and now I know that you crave licking me after I’ve been fucked, isn’t that right, little boy? In fact, that’s your handle, isn’t it, lov2lick?, ” she giggled.
I broke down. “Oh, yes Deborah, I’d love to lick you for hours after you’ve been fucked.”
“Yes, I know, sweetie. And that’s not your only secret, is it, Michael, hmmmm?”
“Oh God,” I moaned.
“You know, at first I didn’t quite understand all those stories about sexy mommies seducing their misters. But then I realized that that’s part of your fantasy, too, isn’t it, honey? You want me to be your Mommy and play with your cock while I tell you about all the great sex I had with other men, isn’t that it, baby?”
I couldn’t believe it – it was as if Deborah had read my mind. I was out of my mind with lust for her.
“Well, here’s what’s going to happen, my love. If you say so, I’m going to give you just what you want. First, I’m going to pick up some guy and get him to fuck my brains out. The way I’m dressed, that shouldn’t be too hard.” Deborah giggled again, sending shivers down my spine. She pulled me closer to her, stuck her tongue in my ear and then whispered hotly “When I’m done, I’m going to take you home, tie you to our bed, and slowly tease your cock until you can’t take it anymore. Then, Mommy’s going to sit on your face and make you lick my pussy clean while I make you spurt helplessly in my hand. Is that what you want, baby, hmmmm?”
I spurted helplessly in my pants, giving Deborah all the answer she needed.
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