cplnearottawa
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My wife Sue used to never chat. It would drive her nuts that I was on the computer a lot. She got a job where she used the computer a lot and became somewhat computer savvy. Little to my knowledge, she started poking into my stuff on the computer and found out that I was having inappropriate conversations with women online.
She freaked... this almost caused a divorce. As a by-product of this, she started chatting online and found that she liked it. She would often chat to guys and sometimes those guys were also chat to me.
One guy she met online was named Brian. I didn't like this guy. He was an arrogant muscle head with a "huge cock". We met him once for lunch and he was arrogant enough to tell me that he was going to fuck my wife, behind my back. This infuriated me, and I asked her to stop chatting with him.
About a year later, while we were both chatting in an online chat room, some crazy chick told her privately that I had been on webcam and she had taken a screen shot of me. This wasn't true, but she believed it anyway. She, again, was infuriated.
A few days later, she had left her msn screen on and left to go see her lady, so I looked in her friends list, and Brian's name was "back" in it. I didn't know how long it was there, but she was definitely talking to him again. I took the opportunity to install MSN logging software, and it would e-mail me her chats periodically.
The e-mails started coming in, however it wasn't configured correctly and would miss messages a lot. I was only getting partial conversations, but what I did get was interesting.
She was chatting with him a lot, mostly normal stuff, but it was clear from the broken conversations that he knew she was pissed at me. I also was able to glean that he was offering to help her get revenge on me. I couldn't tell if she was contemplating it or not until about a week later. It was just after her cycle passed and usually when she is the most horny.
She had been flirting with him a lot online and I took a chance and decided to push her a little bit by setting up an argument. I admitted (even though it wasn't true) that I had been on cam with the woman. She went quiet, it was like something snapped in her head. Almost like she had made a decision.
The next day, she told me that she had a meeting with a web developer in a town near us. This is the same town that Brian lives in. She was going to be gone the whole day.
That morning, she took a long time getting ready. I went in the shower after her, and her razor was moved, she had obviously shaved. She spent extra time on her hair, and dressed up in clothes that she normally wouldn't wear to work. Nothing too revealing, but not something that she would typically wear for a long drive to a work related meeting. When she was downstairs making tea, I checked her drawer and could not find her g-string. I figured she was wearing it.
When she left, I knew she was up to something. I had a friend call into her work looking for her. He told the receptionist that he had a meeting scheduled with her for that day. The receptionist explained that there must be some mistake as she booked the day off as vacation and had no meetings scheduled. He MSN'd me and told me what he found out.
I decided I would head home early and be there when she got home. When she arrived, she made a b-line to the washroom and poured herself a tub. Her hair was disheveled and she appeared flustered that I was home early. She shooed me out of the bathroom and got in the tub.
Usually she spends quite a bit of time in the tub when she wants to be alone. This time, she was in and out quickly. She came downstairs, still giving me the cold shoulder. She seemed worn out, very tired, but not nearly as irritable as she'd been the last few days.
I took the opportunity to go upstairs and check the hamper to confirm she had worn her g-string. It wasn't there.. or so I thought. I dug around a bit and found it wrapped in her joggers she had worn a few days earlier. I pulled them out, they were damp. I looked at the inside of them and they were definitely covered in cum.
I don't know why, but I drew them to my face, I could smell their musky scent. The moment overwhelmed me, knowing that my wife had gotten fucked by a guy I disliked so much. My mind was swimming with hatred and arousal. It was like a dream, but I found her panties on my lips, my tongue stretching out and licking at the remnants of cum left on the fabric.
I heard my wife stir downstairs, I quickly broke out of my trance, and put the panties back in the hamper, but I didn't have enough time to stash them back into the joggers. They were laying right on top. I was hoping she would get something, then go back downstairs so I could place them back.
She had something else in mind, she took the hamper down to start a load of laundry. I followed her down, realizing that she would find her panties on top, and know that I had viewed them.
I stood in the kitchen as she started in the laundry room. I heard her unloading the washer to the dryer, starting the dryer up. I heard the lid of the hamper hit the ground. Then... Nothing... she paused for a long minute. Then I heard her loading the washer up with the dirty clothes.
When she came out of the washroom, she gave me a look that I can't rightly describe. It was like she was acknowledging me in some kind of way. She came up to me, and kissed me. She said she understood how I could get carried away on the internet, and that she forgave me. She pulled me in tight and ground her hips against mine.
She took my hand and led me upstairs to the bedroom where she basically powerd herself onto me. The next thing I knew, she was straddling my face, and I was licking her pussy. The bath hadn't washed everything away and I know I was tasting his cum.
All of a sudden, she stopped and looked me right in the eye and said "I fucked Brian all day". It surprised her that all I could think about was fucking her right then, but she refused me, saying that she was too sore from him. I asked her how big he was, and she just replied "HUGE". I prodded a bit more and she admitted that he was the biggest she had ever seen let alone had inside her.
She asked if I liked how she tasted, and I sheepishly replied that I did. She never did ask me what I did with her panties, I guess she wanted to leave that one relaxing.
A few months later we talked about it again. I asked her outright if she did it for revenge... and she said that it wasn't really revenge, she just wanted to know what it felt like to cheat on someone.....
Our relationship has been much better since....
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davowill
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davowill
Well after a two year absence, I will continue on with the story.
Our meetings with Kevin, slowed downed, so during that time we moved
And with my wife now 52 years old and I in my 60’s our sex life has also slowed down, nothing had happened with anyone since our last visit with Kevin and friends.
Then out of the blue I put my car in for a service at a new place, on pick up, I paid and then was old the mechanic wanted to talk to us.
Oh more problems, I thought, what else was wrong with the car?
The car was parked at the rear of the work shop, the mechanic was waiting there for us, I did not realise who he was until he spoke, Kevin has been trying to find you. He said. Shocked it did not sink in at first.
But then we realised he was the one who had fucked my wife on several occasions at Kevin’s or Ron’s house. A cold feeling went through me and my wife, He went on I have your address from the work card, and your phone number, Do you want me to give it to Kevin?
I was not sure what to say, as I did not want to upset Kevin as I knew it could be bad for us, or do you want to do a deal with me?
Still not sure what to say we hesitated, Ok I will call him he replied.
But I know he is annoyed with the pair of you for not contacting him.
I felt like a young being told off. My wife was red faced and very quiet.
We drove home, talking about the meeting; my wife was worried, as I was, If Kevin was annoyed with us we would have to come up with a good excuse to tell him why we did not contact him when we moved.
Even now we had to stay on his good side, because we knew he would make problems for us, if he wanted too.
We had not been home long when the phone rang, it was Kevin, he was angry, two fucking years I have missed out, she had better make up for it or else., put her on the phone. She pleaded with him and agreed to do anything he told her too. Which seemed to calm him down, I told him I thought we had given him our phone number, but he called me a liar, and said I will make you pay for lying to me.
He told us to come over to his house that evening, don’t be late, I am now even closer to you. He gave us the address, and again warned us to do as he says. We promised him we would do anything he wanted.
He had rented an old house on five acres, when we pulled up; we went cold as there was Kevin and three other men on the veranda waiting for us.
When we got closer we could see one was the mechanic, the other two was strangers to us.
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Go in Kevin said, they sat down around us on the lounge chairs, we were standing in the middle, Kevin leered at us, Ok what is the excuse, don’t tell me you don’t like me or my friends fucking her, he looked at my wife, well, No she replied I liked our meetings, and did you like sucking my cock, yes she replied, very scared at annoying him, how about you, turning to me, you enjoy other men fucking her don’t you, yes I replied.
Well ask these men to fuck her for you in every hole, like an idiot I had to repeat what he said, now you ask them to fuck you too, he said to the wife.
In a low voice she did, but had to speak up as she was very quiet.
Ok strip we were told, as the wife undress slowly, a camera was bought out and pictures was taken as the action continued, Kevin told her she had put on weight, you’re a fat old cow, she removed her bra, well your tits have got bigger at least, then when she removed her panties, she had to go to Kevin and be examined in detail by him he probed every hole and pulled and pinched her tits turning her around and putting her in every position. He pulled her head down to his fly, Ok suck it, her mouth was over his cock she was bent over, you open her arse cheeks so my friends can see what she has to offer, I spread her cheeks exposing her rear end and cunt, then he spun her around and she sat on his cock, facing the other men, but looking down, smile at my mates she was told they will fuck you soon too. He gave me that sickly smile/smirk. Like old times, he said. Lots of pictures were being taken. The other men got undressed, one of them (Stan) was around 6’3” and a huge cock, Kevin told them that both of us was to do anything the said. He said Stan had spent three years in primister, so he did not mind getting head from men, particular submissive men, I had hoped he was trying to scare me, but it was true, come her and get your lips around this I was ordered, he stood up, and I had to kneel down in front of him, from the corner of my eye I could see Kevin fucking the wife and her looking at me, I had to go through with it despite a revulsion, but then my head was pulled towards his cock, and I put my lips around it, and tried to control the situation or I would have fetishd, fuck it filled my throat, pictures were taken of it, I was red faced
And humiliated, then Kevin told the wife to kneel in front of Stan to and we had to take turns sucking his cock, he pulled it out and we had to try to catch it in our mouths, my wife had to bend over and he fucked her cunt, she was wet from Kevin so it entered without to much trouble, but it did hurt as he went hard on with her, he exploded in her cunt, pulled out and with me still kneeling pushed his cock in to my face, clean it I was told, It was the most degrading thing I had done, but some how the situation was enjoyable. I was told I was not finished as I had to clean her up too.
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The other male want his turn, and wanted her arse, he said after Stan’s cock she would have a slack cunt. I was told to get some margarine from the fridge and smear her arse with it, I did feeling terrible at what she was about to get.
This man had a fair sized cock to, I knew it would hurt her if he went mad with her, I pleaded with him not to hurt her. The mechanic also told him to take it easy as he wanted his three holes later.
So she lowered her self on to his cock he face was showing pain but she moved down slowly until it was all in her arse, he then started moving, hanging on to her tits like handles, she was in a sweat and it did not take long for him to cum, the mechanic told her to shower, Thank heavens. And then when she had finished, to go to the bedroom with him, I had forgot that he was shy when it come to rooting her in front of anyone.
I had to give some beers to the men that was left, Kevin told the man who fucked the wife’s arse to stand up, his flaccid cock was wet and gooey, Ok suck that, he said as he got the camera. I knelt down thinking that his cock had been in my wife’s arse only 5 minutes ago, I licked the length of it, not wanting it in my mouth, but it soon responded and he powerd it in to my mouth, amid laughs from the other men. He cum after 5 minutes, I was heaving but told not to spit it out, or else. They knew I was scared of them as they were very dominant and I knew they would beat me if I did not do as they wanted, Apart, from the pictures and blackmail.
When the wife came out she was red all over her body, her tits had been pulled and pinched, and cum was flowing down her legs.
Kevin laughed and said he is getting better at giving head, might put you out of a job…
Ok shower you old cow and I will fuck you again, Kevin said.
Kevin then fucked her hard on the floor, she cum despite trying to hold back, dirty old cow, he said, Ok who is next? The other men took turns fucking her again, it was now late and thank fully she showered with the men and was told to go home.
I will call you we were told.
We talked again that night, I was still in shock at what I had done, My wife had come to terms with it all but was sore to say the least, she said she was humiliated again by Kevin, as he knew just what to do to degrade her.
I said I thought it would have been worse, as he was annoyed with us. So maybe we will just carry on as normal. With the occasional meeting.
davo
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