A CUCKOLD STORY

Matt sat on the sofa, waiting impatiently for Liz to return. She'd been gone for about four hours now, much longer than they'd planned. She hadn't returned any of his texts, or calls and he was starting to get worried. Just as he was beginning to think that this wasn't such a good idea, after all, he heard the front door opening and the sound of Liz's voice, along with more than one male voice.

Christ, are we actually going to do this? Matt thought as he waited for Liz and her new friends to enter the room.

It had all started a week ago, not long after Matt's thirtieth birthday when Liz had come home from her job managing a care home a little earlier than he'd expected.

"What are you doing?" Liz asked, shocked by the sight before her as walked into the bedroom, seeing Matt hurriedly pulling the bedsheets over himself, shutting the laptop before she had a chance to see what he'd been looking at.

Matt looked up, pulling the headphones from his ears, his face reddening from embarrassment. He hadn't heard her come in and couldn't think of anything to say.

"Were you playing with yourself? For fuck sake, you were watching porn, weren't you?" Liz shouted, obviously now angry with him.

Matt just looked up at her from his prone position on the bed, embarrassed, what could he say? She'd literally caught him with his hand wrapped around his cock.

Liz threw her bag angrily onto the bed, storming out of the bedroom, saying that she needed a shower.

Shit, Matt thought, jumping out of bed. They'd only been married for just over a year; this was the first time she'd caught him masturbating. He listened at the door to the bathroom as Liz began banging around angrily inside.

"Are you ok in there?" Matt asked, resting his head against the bathroom door, attempting to calm the situation by speaking softly through the door.

"Go away. Let me have my shower in peace," Liz said, her voice sounded as if was starting calm down after the initial shock of finding him playing with himself.

Matt stood by the door, listening. Hearing the shower running, he went into the kitchen to prepare dinner, realising it would be best to give her some space, some time to think.

About half an hour later, Liz walked into the kitchen, wearing only her dressing gown, her skin red from the warmth of the water. Matt looked at her as he placed two plates of spaghetti onto the table, along with two large glasses of red wine. God, she looks good, he thought, as he sat at the table.

"Are you ok?" Matt asked worriedly as Liz sat down, her dressing gown parting a little, revealing her shapely legs.

"Yeah, I was a little shocked, that's all. I didn't expect to come home and find my husband wanking," Liz sounded much calmer than he'd expected her to be.

"Sorry," Matt muttered quietly as he began to eat his spaghetti.

Liz looked at him, starting to get a little irritated again, "Sorry for what? Sorry that you were watching porn? Or sorry that you got caught?"

Max looked up from his plate, quietly saying. "Both"

"Aren't I enough for you? Liz asked, starting to get upset, "I thought we had a great sex life; I don't understand why you need to watch porn."

"Of course you are," Matt held Liz's hand as he spoke, trying to reassure her." Our sex life is fantastic, better than most other couples, judging from some of the comments I've heard from other men at work."

Liz smiled; she'd heard the same sort of comments from her girlfriends. It seemed that both Matt and herself had far higher sex drives than most of their friends and colleagues.

"We've watched porn together loads of times together. I don't understand why you want to watch it without me, you know I like to watch it as well" Liz continued to eat her dinner, looking at Matt, waiting for his response.

"I don't know; I just watch different things without you. Stuff you might not want to watch." Matt stared into his plate, looking embarrassed.

"Why wouldn't I like it?" Liz was annoyed again. She'd always been willing to try anything Matt had wanted in the bedroom. "Is it something that perverted then?"

"No, of course not, well I don't think so anyway. I just don't think you'd like it, that's all." Matt continued to look at his plate while Liz stared intently at him.

"You're hiding something. I know you are. I want to know what you're hiding from me."

"Of course I'm not hiding anything. I was just worried that you'd be upset if you see what I was watching, that's all."

"I want to see what you were watching," Liz said coldly, wanting to know what he was hiding. "Show me."

Matt looked up at her, seeing she was starting to get upset again. "Ok, I just don't think you'll like it, that's all."

Liz finished her meal, then went upstairs, leaving Matt to clear the dishes on his own.

Once he'd finished cleaning up after dinner, Matt walked into the bedroom, finding Liz sitting up on the bed with the laptop propped open on her lap. As he hadn't had time to shut it down properly, Liz had been able to restart the video he'd been watching from where he'd left it. Matt looked down at the screen, seeing a woman getting fucked doggy style while sucking another man's cock at the same time. When he sat on the bed next to her, Liz continued watching the screen without acknowledging his presence. He looked at his wife as she stared fixated at the scene playing out on the screen before her. The woman had changed positions to sit on one of the men's cocks while the other stood beside her with his cock in her mouth, holding her hair back for the camera as he fucked her mouth.

"We've watched threesomes before, what's so different about this one that you had to hide it from me?" Liz asked without diverting her eyes from the screen.

"Look at the title," Matt said, moving closer to her as she scrolled the screen up to read the title.

"Husband Shares wife with friend," Liz read the title slowly, showing no emotion, then carried on watching in silence.

Fuck, she's disgusted. She thinks I'm a fucking pervert now. What the fuck is wrong with me? Matt thought, trying to read Liz's face, trying to figure out what she was thinking.

Ever since Matt had come across videos of men sharing their wives with other men, he'd been fascinated by the idea of sharing Liz with other men. In his mind, it was just a fantasy. Not something that he thought would ever happen. But, couldn't deny the effect these videos had on him! Was it right that he fantasised about Liz fucking other men? After all, they had only been married for just over a year! Surely these thoughts couldn't be normal, could they?

"You like this then? Men watching their wives fucking other men?" Liz asked, relaxing back into the pillows without diverting her gaze from the screen.

Matt didn't immediately answer, realising that he would dig himself into a hole; however, he answered the question. If he said no, she would know he was lying. If he said yes, she'd probably think he was some sort of sick pervert.

When the video finished, Liz scrolled down, looking at the list of similar films. "Husband films wife with two strangers," Liz read aloud, "Sounds promising," her voice sounded calmer, Matt thought as she clicked on the video.

Matt studied his wife; she'd removed her dressing gown and was now wearing one of the silk nightshirts he'd brought her the previous Christmas. He couldn't help noticing the shape of her 36C breasts and hard nipples pressing against the soft silk material.

Matt felt his cock stirring as he always did when looking at Liz. Christ, she's a sexy woman, he thought. Aged twenty-seven, Liz had an incredible body. At five foot eight, regular swimming sessions ensured that she kept in shape, with strong arms and shoulders and a flat stomach. He looked down her body at her long legs, now slightly parted since she'd relaxed a little.

"Do you think about me when you watch these? Do you think about me fucking other men as you watch them? Is that something you fantasise about?" Liz asked, beginning to fidget a little.

"Sometimes," Matt said, still a little worried she would explode if he told her the full extent of his fantasies.

Liz scrolled down the screen, reading more of the titles, thinking about his answer. Against all her instincts, she was becoming aroused. She couldn't help it, as the vision of Matt watching her fucking another man popping into her head sending a shiver down her spine. What the fuck am I thinking? I should be angry not turned on—why am I turned on? Giving in to her feelings of arousal, Liz relaxed back into the pillows. She stopped scrolling down the screen, reading the title of a video aloud, "Man cleans up after slut wife." She felt Matt's body tensed beside her as she clicked on the video.

"Have you seen this one?" she asked, already knowing the answer from the way his body had tensed up.

Matt nodded, unable to speak, feeling embarrassed and a little ashamed. Liz had come across one of his favourite videos, Christ she's going to go nuts. Despite being concerned about how Liz would respond to this video, he felt his cock stirring as the film started.

The scene opened with a woman in her mid-thirties laying back on a sofa with a man kneeling on the floor between her legs, fucking her. While at the same time, the woman's husband sat on the sofa next to them, watching closely as the man fucked his wife right there in front of him.

They both watched in silence for a while as the man fucked the women until he suddenly pulled out cumming all over her pussy lips and mound. When the man moved away from the woman, she turned to her husband saying, "Are you going to clean me up now? Make me nice and clean so that I can be fucked again."

Liz couldn't believe her ears; Did I hear that right. She felt Matt leaning closer to her as the man knelt in front of his wife pushing her legs apart. As he moved forward, the woman said: "That's it clean your wife's dirty pussy for my next lover, you don't want him to fuck me when I'm dirty do you?"

The man began licking his wife's pussy mound, swallowing the other man's cum, before continuing down between her legs, cleaning the cum from his wife's pussy lips while she instructed him to make sure that he got it all before her next lover fucked her.

"Is this what you like to watch? Is this what turns you on?" Liz asked a little shocked by the video as this was the first time that she'd ever seen anything like this. Do people really do this? God, it looks so fucking nasty, dirty. So fucking horn.

Matt didn't answer; his face had turned a crimson red as Liz continued looking at him, waiting for an answer. How could he tell her that he thought about her fucking other men? That he fantasised about her making him clean up the mess after she'd been fucked other men, to eat her cream pie. God, what the fuck is wrong with me? Matt felt ashamed of his fantasies, that they turned him on so much. Surely it wasn't right that he thought about his wife in this way. Was it?

Liz looked down at Matt's crotch. Seeing the shape of his swollen cock underneath his sweatpants, she reached down to rub her hand over his hard cock, feeling it twitch against her palm.

"You do like this, don't you? Your cock is giving you away," Liz gently squeezed his cock as she spoke.

"Yeah, I guess so." Matt finally answered. He looked at his wife again as she pushed her hand into his sweatpants taking hold of his hard cock. Her anger had given way to a look that he knew only too well. She's fucking turned on! Fuck me she fucking likes this as well! To say that Matt was surprised would have been an understatement. He couldn't believe it. Who would have thought that Liz would enjoy watching a man sharing his wife? He'd thought she would go mental, perhaps even want to leave him. But instead, her face was flushed, her nipples hard, and she was looking at him with lust in her eyes. Fucking hell!

Liz squeezed Matt's cock again as another man began fucking the woman in the video. She watched engrossed, slowly stroking her hand up and down his cock, imagining that it was her in the video and that Matt was watching while she fucked another man. Christ, I've only been married for a year, and I'm already thinking about fucking other men. Well, it's his fault he put the idea in my head, Liz thought to herself, as she pulled the laptop up onto her stomach, allowing her to lift her knee, letting her leg fall to the side.

Before meeting Matt, Liz had been what some people would call a slut. Having had dozens of sexual partners, mostly one-night stands. She wasn't at all interested in a serious relationship until she'd met Matt, immediately falling head over heels in love with him, thus ending her promiscuity. She hadn't even contemplated being with anyone else until now. Now that her husband had put the idea in her head!

Matt watched as Liz lifted her knee, allowing her legs to part. As was her custom, she wasn't wearing any underwear beneath her nightdress. He looked at her smoothy waxed pussy, thrilled by the knowledge that Liz was getting turned on watching a film about a married woman fucking other men in front of her husband. He thought about touching her, rubbing his fingers down through her silky-smooth pussy but decided to wait. He wanted to watch her watching the porn on the laptop, to see just how turned on she would get. Liz never ceased to amaze him; he was convinced that any other woman would have kicked him out of the house if they'd found him watching such a film after being married for such a short length of time. But not his Liz. She was one of the most sexually adventurous people he had ever meet, including most men he knew. She'd told him all about her sexual past shortly after they had met; she didn't want him to hear about her reputation of being a slut from anyone else. Even back then, he'd secretly liked the idea that his then-girlfriend had fucked loads of other men, that she had also had sex with more than one person at a time, including women. But he still couldn't get over the fact that she was getting turned on watching a wife fucking other men in front of her husband.

"Do you think about me doing this when you watch it?" Liz asked, slowly caressing his cock.

Matt looked at his wife, weighing up whether he should tell her the truth. That he always imagined that it was her in the films, that he was watching and filming her fucking other men for his pleasure. Deciding to tell the truth, he whispered, "Yes," feeling his face reddening again.

Liz looked at Matt excitedly, "Really, you think about me fucking other men! What about cleaning up afterwards? Do think about that as well?"

"Sometimes," Matt's said as his face flushed again.

Liz turned back to the laptop, silently watching the husband cleaning his wife's cum-covered cunt with his tongue for the second time.

Matt couldn't work out if she was still a little angry again or not. She was still holding his cock but had gone quiet. Fuck, he thought trying to think of something to say.

On the screen, the woman was telling her husband to make sure her pussy was nice and clean, and then he could fuck her as well.

Liz pulled her hand from Matt's sweatpants, taking hold of his hand, she placed it between her legs.

Jesus, she's fucking wet! Matt thought, rubbing his fingers up through her wet pussy lips, amazed by just how wet her pussy had become from watching this video. He began to wonder if she also secretly fantasied about swinging, about fucking other men. He pushed a finger into her pussy, savouring the silky-smooth feel of her wet cunt. Matt began wiggling his finger inside her pussy, hitting her G-spot, causing her to moan and lift her pelvis to increase the pressure of his hand on her pussy.

While he fingered her wet pussy, Liz pushed Matt's sweatpants down, releasing his hard rock cock, then started stroking her hand up and down his shaft, leaning into him, while keeping her eyes on the screen saying, "Is this something you want to do? Do you want to watch me fuck other men? Would that turn you on, watching me be a slut for you?"

Matt couldn't believe his ears; did she really just ask him that? Jesus! He wanted to confess his desire to share her with other men, or for that matter, women. But he couldn't, could he?

On the screen, the man had finished cleaning all of the cum from his wife's pussy, and was now kneeling between her legs about to push his cock into her used cunt. As he entered her, the woman said, "That's if fuck your slut wife's cum filled cunt. Can you feel they're cum inside me?"

Liz drew her breath in sharply when she heard these words. Raising herself up onto her hands and knees, Liz placed the laptop near the foot of the bed where she could still see it, leaving the film still playing, then pulled Matt's sweatpants down his legs and over his feet, throwing them to the floor. Putting her hands on one side of Matt's hips and her knees on the other, looking straight down at his hard cock. At seven inches, he was above average in size and had always had incredible staying power. One of the many reasons she had fallen in love with him so quickly.

Liz lower her head opening her mouth, allowing her lips to slide easily over the head of Matt's cock, as he pushed his hips up to meet her mouth, she swallowed his cock deep into her throat. He'd always been amazed by her ability to swallow all of his seven inches. Probably a skill learnt during her slut days.

While Liz began to work her lips up and down his shaft, Matt caressed her pert ass, squeezing her cheeks then drawing his fingers down through the crack of her ass over her asshole and wet pussy lips until he found her swollen clit.

Liz moaned when she felt Matt's fingers rubbing her sensitive clit. She continued watching the video while sucking his cock deep into her throat, not wanting to miss any of the action on the screen.

Matt pushed two fingers into her wet pussy all the way to his knuckles, pulling them out until only the tips of his fingers remained inside, before ramming them back into her forcefully. Using his other hand, he pushed Liz's mouth down onto his cock, lifting his hips at the same time, forcing his cock deeper into her throat, once more amazed by her ability to swallow all seven inches of his cock without gagging.

While Matt pushed two fingers into her wet pussy, Liz couldn't help imagining that it was another man's cock filling her pussy, fucking her from behind. When he pushed a third finger in, she lifted her head to look at him, moving around until her knee was beside his head, giving him the perfect view of his fingers inside her wet cunt.

Matt watched his fingers sliding in and out of his wife's beautiful pussy, her juices now covering his fingers and hand as she pushed herself back onto his fingers, moaning with pleasure.

"Do imagine me do that?" Liz asked again.

"Sometimes," Matt finally answered, thrusting his hips up towards her mouth trying to get her to resume sucking his cock

Instead of taking him into her mouth, she used her hand to slowly stroke him, wanting to ask more questions. She knew he was more likely to reveal the true extent of his fantasies if she teased him, kept him a little frustrated.

"Do you think about me sucking other men's cocks while you watch?"

"Yeah," Matt moved his hips encouragingly in time with Liz's hand, his cock now desperate for attention.

"Does that turn you on? Thinking of me with a stranger's cock in my mouth? Is that something you'd like to see?"

"Oh, fuck yeah," Matt said, ramming his fingers into her wet cunt harder as he spoke. Fucking hell she's really getting into this, he thought as Liz sat up, reaching into her bedside cabinet, grabbing the dildo that they had brought together some months earlier from a local sex shop. Liz then lifted her leg over his head, straddling his face positioning her pussy directly above his eyes. Looking up, Matt watched his fingers sliding in and out of her smooth pussy as she settled herself onto all fours above him.

Liz began stroking his cock again, enjoying the feeling of his fingers inside her pussy. After a few minutes, she passed the dildo back to Matt. He studied the larger than life object that resembled a realistic cock in every aspect except its size. At ten inches in length and circumference of four inches at the base, it was bigger than any cock he had ever seen in real life. Being adventurous in the bedroom, Liz had an assortment of sex toys, including vibrators, dildos, and an assortment of bondage gear, but this was by far her favourite.

Removing his fingers from her wet pussy, Matt placed the tip of the dildo against the entrance of her wet cunt, rubbing it up and down, lubricate it, before pushing the tip between her silky-smooth lips. As the dildo slid easily into her wet hole, she moaned loudly, pushing her ass back towards him, encouraging him to push it all the way inside her soaking wet cunt.

Matt felt Liz's lips slip over his cock once again as he began fucking her with the dildo. It never ceased to amaze him how her pussy stretched to accommodate such a massive object. Pushing two-thirds of the dildo into her pussy, he watched as her pussy lips stretched around the massive cock, while at the same time, she twirled her tongue around the head of his cock. He slowly pulled the dildo out, pushing it back in, taking his time, allowing her pussy to stretch until she was able to accommodate the full length of the enormous rubber cock. Holding the dildo by the base, he began driving it into her stretched cunt, fucking her with the massive lifelike cock. Imagining that it was a real cock fucking his wife right above his face while he watched.

"Aaaaah, that feels so fucking good," Liz moaned, continuing to sliding her lips over his cock, while holding his balls in the palm of her hand. She began rubbing her finger over his asshole while swallowing his cock deep inside her throat. Knowing that having his ass fingered was one of his greatest turn-ons, she pressed her middle finger against his asshole.

Feeling the pleasurable pressure of her finger on his asshole, Matt lifted his hips off the bed, encouraging her to play with his ass. When she pressed her finger into his ass, causing his body to twitch in ecstasy, Liz lifted her mouth from his cock, asking him, "Would you like to see a real cock fucking me like that?"

Fuck, Matt could barely believe what he was hearing, he'd fully expected her to go ape shit at these videos. Instead, they seemed to turn her on as much as himself. He pushed the dildo harder and faster into her wet cunt as she pushed herself back against it, forcing the dildo deeper onto her pussy. He watched the massive fake cock stretching his wife's cunt once again wishing that it was a real cock fucking her. That he had this fantastic view of someone else slamming their cock into his wife's beautiful cunt.

"Yes," Matt's voice was so quiet that Liz barely heard him.

"Would you like me to fuck other men while you watch," Liz asked, pushing her finger deeper into his ass, "You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

As she swallowed his cock, Matt thrust his hips up to meet her lips, "Oh fucking hell yes. God, I'd love to see that."

While Liz sucked his cock, pushing her finger in and out of his ass at the same time, Matt pounded her squelching cunt with the dildo. Lifting his head, he extended his tongue, licking her clit while continuing to ram the dildo in and out of her cunt.

Liz couldn't believe how turned on she was. They'd spoken dirty to each other during sex many times before, but this, discussing her fucking other men was on a whole other level altogether. Oh God, I wish that was a real cock fucking me. Would he really let me do it? Would I? Liz thought, not knowing the answer to either question, but couldn't deny that the idea captivated her imagination.

"Would you lick my pussy, if it was a real cock fucking me? Would you like me to straddle your face while another man fucked me right above your face?" Liz asked, lowering her hips, making it easier for Matt to lick her clit.

"I'd fucking love it," Matt said, flicking his tongue across her swollen clit, using his hand to pull her down onto his mouth while imagining that she was being fuck by another man inches from his face.

Liz pulled her finger from Matt's ass, pushing herself back onto his face, grinding her clit forcefully against his tongue while he continued to thrust the dildo into her drenched pussy.

While Matt went to work on her pussy with his tongue, she began to wonder if this something that they could explore together When she'd married Matt, Liz had resigned herself to the idea that he was the only man she would ever sleep with again. But now, she was seriously questioning the concept. Would he really let me fuck someone else? God, I'd to be such a slut for him. I'd be his slut wife!

Pushing her pussy hard against his face, Liz asked Matt, "Do you think about cleaning me up after I've been fucked, after they've filled my pussy with their cum? Would you lick me clean like that man in the video?" God that would be such a turn on, Liz added in her mind, lifting herself from his face, allowing him to speak.

"Fuck me yes," It was a good job she stopped playing with his cock; otherwise, he would have come just from hearing the question, it excited him so much.

Liz crawled down over his body on her hands and knees, positioning her pussy above his rock-hard cock.

Matt let go of the dildo when she moved his mouth, dropping open at the fantastic sight in front of him. Liz was using her pussy muscles to hold the massive dildo inside her soaking wet pussy. Her silky-smooth lips stretching around the wide base, with just the end sticking out.

Reaching down between her legs grabbing hold of the end of the dildo, Liz began shoving it in and out of her wet pussy, fucking herself with the massive cock while Matt watched open-mouthed imagining it was a real cock. After a few strokes, she slowly pulled the dildo from her pussy, her juices shining all along its length.

Taking hold of Matt's cock, Liz asked, "Were you thinking about that being a real cock fucking me? I bet you were, weren't you?"

"Fucking hell I'd love to see that. You'd look so fucking sexy with another man's cock in your pussy." Matt still couldn't believe they were saying these things to each other. Jesus was he turned on!

Liz lowered her hips, guiding his cock into her pussy as Matt thrust his hips up, a moan escaping her lips as his cock slid easily into her stretched pussy.

Matt sighed as his cock slipped effortlessly into her warm wet cunt. Fucking hell she's so fucking wet. She must really like this!

Liz rocked her hips, grinding her pussy onto his cock, fucking him reverse cowgirl style, as Matt started thrusting his cock up into her wet cunt.

"Aaaah, that's it, fuck me. Fuck me hard." Liz moaned, leaning back towards Matt as he thrust his cock into her as hard as he could, while at the same time she dropped her full body weight down onto his cock, forcing his cock into her pussy as deep as was possible.

"Do you really want to watch me fuck other men? I mean, for real, in real life?" Liz asked, moving her legs forward, until she was squatting on him, enabling his cock to penetrate her as deeply as was possible. Leaning further back, Liz opened her legs wide, allowing Matt to pump his cock hard and fast into her wet pussy, causing their bodies to come together with a loud wet slapping noise.

"I'd fucking love it, watching another man's cock sliding between your pussy lips. Jesus that would so be fucking horny," Matt told her.

When Liz lay back against his chest, he reached around her body pinching and squeezing her nipples, causing her to moan loudly as she timed the movement of her hips with his thrusting cock, forcing him deeper into her silky-smooth cunt.

Liz ran her hand down over her belly and smooth pubic mound, only stopping once her fingers had found her swollen clit. While Matt continued fucking her, she began playing with herself, circling he finger around her clit. God I can't believe how wet I am, I'm so fucking turned on it's unreal, she thought feeling her orgasm approaching as she rabidly moved her fingers over her clit while having her cunt pounded by Matt's hard cock.

Liz opened her legs wider, enabling Matt to ram his cock even harder into her pussy.

"Would you do it? Would you fuck other men while I watch? I can't believe how fucking wet you are. You like the idea, don't you?" Matt asked, thrusting his cock into her wet cunt in time with her rocking pelvis.

Liz didn't answer straight away, thinking about the question. Rubbing her clit, she lay her head back against Matt's shoulder, lifting her hips up and down in time with his fucking. Instead of responding to the question directly, she answered with on one of her own, "Would you clean me up after they cum in my pussy? Like in the video. Would you clean their cum out of your wife's slutty cunt?"

These words were music to Matt's ears. Her question an admission that she was considering fucking somebody else for him while he watched. Fucking hell, I can't believe we're talking about her fucking other men or hopefully women, we've only been married for just over a year. Are we fucking mad?

The feeling of his cock sliding into her warm wet cunt and listen to her dirty talk proved too much for Matt, sending over the edge. He felt his balls tightening as he began to pump his cum deep inside her wet cunt.

"Aaaah, I'm cuuuumming, Matt moaned driving his seven-inch cock into Liz's cunt as hard as he could.

"Clean me up, like on the video, clean your cum from my pussy. Imagine that it's my lovers cum your licking out of my pussy," Liz said, encouraging him to fill her with his cum. If you want to do this you can start by eating your own cum, she thought as felt the first spurt of his warm cum shoot deep into her pussy.

"Ohhh, fuck yes," Unable to hold back Matt pulled her hips down as he pushed his cock into her juicy pussy as deeply as he could, flooding her pussy with his spunk. Matt's whole body shuddered as each spurt of cum shot out of his cock.

Liz moaned as he filled her pussy with his cum, rocking her hips back and forth, using her pussy muscles to milk every last drop from his twitching cock. She could feel the force of his spurts as they hit her cervix, filling her already wet cunt with his warm sticky fluid.

Once he'd finished cumming, Liz slowly lifted her drenched pussy from Matt's cock leaning forward onto her hands and knees, making sure to squeeze her pussy muscles to keep his cum inside. Matt looked up at her pussy as she moved back up over his body until her pussy was directly above his face. Her swollen red pussy lips, smeared with a mixture of his cum and her pussy juices looked ready to eat.

Jesus, I can't believe I'm about to do this, Matt thought as Liz lowered her cum filled cunt towards his mouth. A small amount of cum escaped her, falling onto his upper lip. Instinctively Matt licked his lips, tasting his own cum for the first time, finding the taste unexpectedly pleasant.

"Clean me up, like on the video, clean my cunt, so I'm ready for my next lover," Liz said, enthusiastically assuming the role of a slut wife.

Matt once more looked at his cum smeared around her pussy, God I wish that really was another man's cum, he thought, just as another drop of cum fell from her open pussy into his open mouth.

Liz gasped when she felt his tongue touch her pussy lips, knowing that he was eating his cum only added to her excitement. She could feel Matt's warm breath on her wet lips as he pulled away after the initial touch of his tongue. For a second, she thought he wasn't going to do it, that he was going to chicken out! Not want to allow him to change his mind, she lowered her pussy towards his mouth, desperately wanting him to clean her cum filled cunt.

Matt ran his tongue up through her wet lips feeling and tasting his cum, he'd expected it taste salty, but there was surprisingly little taste at all, the texture was smooth and a little sticky. Imagining having watched Liz fuck other men and that he was now cleaning up they're cum from her used cunt, he pulled her down onto his face, pushing his tongue deep into her cum filled pussy, savouring the taste of his own cum.

"Aaaaaah," Liz moaned grinding her cunt into his face, forcing his tongue deeper into her pussy, rocking her hips back and forth as he licked his cum from her cunt. This is so fucking dirty! I Love it. God, I'm so fucking turned on. Liz thought also imagining that it was someone else's cum he was eating from her pussy.

"Clean me up, Clean your dirty slut wife's cunt. Make it ready for another man to fuck me" Liz shouted out the words in her excitement.

Matt drove his tongue in and out of her pussy, swallowing every drop of cum, then began flicking his tongue over her swollen clit. He could feel the dampness on his face; which was now soaked with a combination of cum and pussy juices.

"Aaaaaaaaaah, Oh God, I'm cuming. That's it, clean my pussy. Oh, God. I want to be a slut wife for you. I want you to clean another man's cum from my cunt." Liz screamed, the thought of him liking her clean after fucking other men sent her over the edge, as she began to cum on Matt's face.

Matt opened his mouth as Liz's juices gushed from her pussy, he felt her juices streaming into his mouth, hitting the back of his throat. As soon as he'd swallowed one mouth full of her cum, more flowed into his mouth.

Jesus, I think she just squirted on my face! As far as he was aware, this was the first time she'd squirted. His entire face was now smothered with her cum, the sweet scent of her juices filling his nostrils.

Liz moaned loudly as she continued to cum, the realisation that she had just squirted for the first time only enhancing her excitement, a demonstration of just how turned on she had become thinking about Matt cleaning her used pussy. She continued grinding her wet cunt onto Matt's face rubbing her sensitive clit against his lips and tongue, feeling her muscles contracting, squirting more cum over his face and into his mouth.

Matt flicked his tongue over her clit and pussy lips until her orgasm subsidised. Jesus, I can't believe she just squirted on my face!

When Liz eventually lifted herself off his face, he resisted the temptation to wipe his face, wanting to savour the feeling and smell of her juices that smothering his face.

Liz collapsed onto the bed beside him, cuddling up to him, kissing him hard on the mouth, tasting her pussy juices on his lip.

"God that was fucking amazing. I can't wait to try it for real," Liz said, laughing at the shocked look on Matt's face.

Matt's heart skipped a few beats. Does she mean what I think she means? Jesus, I fucking hope so.

"Really?" He asked incredulously.

"Yeah, it's what you want, isn't it? You want me to be a slut wife and fuck other men while you watch, don't you? Then you can clean me up afterwards" the last sentence said as a statement, not a question!

Matt felt his cock hardening again as she said these words. "You'd really do it?"

"Yeah, why not? It turns us both on, so why shouldn't we? We'd have to have some rules, like no one we know. But yes, I think it'll be fun. As long as you're sure that you won't get too jealous or stop loving me."

"God I'd love you even more if that's possible." Matt kissed her again, pulling her closer to him, causing Liz to moan into his mouth as she felt his cock hardening against her belly.

The following morning Liz had awoken Matt with a blow job, which surprised him as she wasn't usually a morning person. She then promptly left for work, leaving him lying on the bed with barely a word spoken.

Matt spent the whole day thinking about the events of the night before. He couldn't wait to get home from work and fuck his wife. God, I hope she hasn't changed her mind. He thought, hoping that now she'd had more time to think about things she hadn't changed her mind about going through with some of his fantasies. The morning blow job suggested that she hadn't, but you never know

Lucky, they were both on early shifts, and at 2PM he rushed out the door practically running to his car.

He arrived home to find Liz's car already parked on the driveway; this was unusual as he usually got home before her. She must have left work in a hurry as well, he thought, his cock starting to harden just from the thought of fucking his sexy wife again as he walked towards the front door. Christ, I'm so fucking horny, he opened the front door, hearing soft music coming from the kitchen.

As he entered the kitchen, Matt stopped dead in the doorway, taking in the exquisite sight before him.

Liz was sitting on the edge of the kitchen table wearing only a pair of white hold up stockings which contrasted beautifully with the bronze skin of her long legs. When he took a step towards her, he stopped again when she lifted her right leg onto the chair beside her, revealing her freshly shaved pussy.

After looking at her inviting pose, he began walking towards her, the excitement of finding his wife waiting for him naked, giving him butterflies in his stomach. As he approached, Liz slowly ran her hand down the inside of her thigh and over her swollen pussy lips.

"I've been waiting all day for someone to fuck me," Liz told him bluntly, pulling a finger up through her pussy lips, moistening it with her already flowing juices. Then, to Matts astonishment, she brought her hand up to her open mouth, sucking the juices from her finger.

Matt stood still watching as she mimicked giving a blow job using her fingers.

"It's a good job you got here first. The Gasman's due any minute to service the boiler. I'm so fucking horny I might have let him service me first."

Matt felt his now fully erect cock twitch as she said this. He couldn't believe his ears. He'd convinced himself she'd just gotten carried away with his fantasy in the heat of the moment last night. Yet here she was telling him that she'd been thinking about fucking the Gasman if he'd gotten there before him. Liz had remarked on what a hunk she thought he was the last time he visited the house just after they'd moved in a year ago. Back then, he thought she was just trying to make him jealous. But now he wondered whether she would actually fuck him.

"God, I'd love to see that," Matt said after the initial shock of her words.

"Well if you don't fuck me right now that's precisely what you're going to see," Liz said smiling as she lay back onto the table, positioning herself so her ass was right on the edge. She then lifted her legs, pulling her knees back towards her shoulders.

Matt stared at her smooth pussy and exposed asshole as he quickly began unbuckling his belt. He could already see her pussy juices shining on her open pussy lips.

Fucking hell, she fucking desperate for it. Matt thought as he pulled down the front of his shorts, releasing his hard cock.

"You look so fucking hot," Matt told her, "I'm going to fuck you hard," Moving forward he positioned the tip of his cock at the entrance of her wet pussy. He was so desperate to fuck her he didn't even bother lowering his trousers before pushing forward, ramming his rock-hard cock into her very warm and very wet pussy.

"Christ, you're so fucking wet," Matt told her as he began sliding his cock in and out of her soaking wet pussy.

"I know. I've been waiting for a good fucking all day. I can't stop thinking about last night," Liz said, wrapping her legs around Matt's waist, pulling him deeper inside her. "I've been horny all day, thinking about you watching me fuck someone else."

"Are we really going to do it?" Matt asked, taking hold of her hips, thrusting his cock into her warm wet cunt as hard as he could.

"I think so, yeah. We need to talk about it some more, but yes it's definitely something we should try." Liz pushed herself forward, drawing him deeper into her pussy. "But right now, I just need to feel your cock inside me," Matt thrust forward as she continued, "Aahh, God, that feels good. That's it, fuck me hard, make me cum before I explode."

Matt looked down, watching his cock sliding in and out of his wife's wet cunt. He'd always been fascinated by the way her pussy lips wrapped around his shaft, cling to his cock as he fucked her as if trying to trap him inside her. He began building up speed, ramming his cock hard into Liz's pussy, fucking her harder, causing her to moan loudly, sweat starting to drip from his forehead.

Knock, knock.

"Ah shit, that's the fucking door, it must be the Gasman," Matt said as he pulled his cock from Liz's dripping pussy.

"Don't stop now... Oh for fuck's sake," Liz moaned, sinking back onto the table a look of disappointment written all over her face.

"We'll finish once he's gone, if we don't answer the door, he'll leave. The boiler needs servicing, or it might stop working," Matt told her as he began zipping his trousers back up.

"I know the feeling, I need a fucking good servicing as well," Liz said only half-joking. Sitting up, she grabbed her kimono-style dressing gown from the back of the chair where she'd placed it earlier, loosely tying it around her torso with the silk belt across the front.

Matt looked down, the shape of his hard cock was still visible through his trousers.

"Christ, you can see my hard-on! You'll have to have to answer the door; I can't go like this!" Matt began heading down the hallway towards the stairs, leaving Liz standing in the kitchen with her mouth agape.

"What? Are you fucking k**ding me? I can't answer the door like this!" she said in a high-pitched voice, gesticulating over her scantily clad body. She was a little surprise that Matt was willing to let her answer the door dressed only in her kimono and hold-ups.

As he approached the bottom of the stairs, Matt turned, a smile spread across his face as he studied her. The silk kimono that he'd given her as a Christmas present the year before looked stunning on her. The hem just about reached the top of her hold-ups as long as she stood still. But, when she began to walk towards him, a small amount of flesh at the top of her thighs between the hold-ups and the hem of the kimono became exposed with each step. Not having a bra on her tits bounced nicely beneath the thin silk material, which did little to hide the shape of her full breasts. Her hard-brown nipples were just visible beneath the white silk, adding to the eroticism of the look. Held together with only the silk tie, the kimono just about concealed her smoothly shaven pussy as she walked towards the door.

"Think of it as the first step of our new adventure," Matt told her as he climbed the stairs looking over his shoulder, "You'll make his day when he sees you dressed like that."

Liz paused at the door looking down the front of her body, shocked by just how little the kimono covered. It had been designed for the bedroom, not everyday wear and most definitely not meant to be worn when opening the door to strangers. Even when tied, it failed to close fully down the entire length of her body, leaving a sizeable V-shaped portion of her torso uncovered. Her cleavage and part of her breasts would be on show as soon as she opened the door! As she stepped forward towards the door, Liz also noticed that the kimono scarcely covered her crotch when she walked, as it only extended to just a few millimetres below her wet pussy. In fact, it was so short if she were to sit down, her ass and pussy would be completely exposed.

Matt paused at the top of the stairs, waiting for Liz to answer the door. He smiled, nodding his head towards the door, prompting her to answer it. His heart racing as he watched her reach out towards the handle. Finally, one of his greatest fantasies was about to come true. Seeing his wife dressed sexily in front of a stranger. He'd often thought of scenarios where he could expose her to other people. Up until yesterday, he wouldn't have had the courage to tell her about his fantasies, let alone dream that she would go along with any of them.

Liz placed her trembling hand on the door handle, with a mixture of trepidation and excitement. Jesus, I can't believe I about to do this, she thought as she took a deep breath to steady her nerves then slowly turned the door handle.

Pulling the door open just a few inches, keeping most of her body hidden behind the door, Liz peeked around the door. A wide smile spread across her face as she took in the sight of the tall, muscular, and deeply tanned man standing in front of her.

"Hi, I'm Craig I've come to service your boiler..." His words trailed off as Liz opened the door fully, stepping from behind it smiling up at the handsome stranger that stood on her doorstep. Now that she had seen him, her confidence began to rise, along with the heat in her loins. Pulling her shoulders back, emphasising the shape of her breasts, Liz pointed down the hallway causing the thin material of the kimono to press tightly against her hard nipples, "Come in, the boilers through there in the kitchen." Liz said, stepping back to allow him in.

I wouldn't mind him coming in me. He can give a service anytime he likes! Liz thought as Craig stepped into the hall, passing close by her, trying not to make it too obvious he was staring at her tits. With tingles of excitement running down her spine, Liz looked up the stairs, seeing Matt half hidden from view watching, obviously enjoying the show.

Matt watched as Craig passed close by his semi-naked wife. From his high vantage point, he could see him run his eyes over her body, taking in the shape of her 36C breasts and hard nipples. Then lowering his eyes down her body, his eyes widening when seeing just short the kimono was. His eyes lingered on her crotch for a second before moving back up to her face. Matt noticed that Liz looked flushed. Was she embarrassed or excited? Maybe both.

When Liz turned to shut the door behind the Craig, Matt watched him turn around, puckering his lips as if blowing out a kiss when looking at her from behind. And who could blame him, as she stretched her arm out to close the door behind him, her kimono had risen until only it was just covering her ass cheeks, revealing the tanned flesh at the tops of her thighs,

Liz waited by the door for Craig to walk through to the kitchen, then looked up at Matt smiling as she silently mouthed the words, "He's fucking gorgeous," licking her lips as she followed him into the kitchen.

Matt went into the bedroom to change out of his work clothes. The sight of his wife standing semi-naked in front of a total stranger had turned him on beyond all expectation, the reality of it was so much better than he could have imagined. Would his fantasy come true today? Despite his desire to watch his wife fuck other men, he wasn't sure he wanted it to happen today. They needed to talk about it some more, lay down some ground rules. But there's nothing wrong with a little showing off and teasing, he thought as he pulled on a pair of loose jogging pants and a long T-shirt hoping to hide the shape of his still hard cock. After waiting a few minutes, he went downstairs. As he approached the kitchen, he heard his wife asking Craig if he'd like a cup of coffee.

"I'll have one please," Matt said as he walked into the kitchen. Liz was standing with her back to Craig, making three cups of coffee.

Craig was squatting down by his toolbox, looking up her kimono at her ass cheeks. From his low angle, Matt knew that if she parted her thighs, he would be able to see her silky-smooth pussy.

When he heard Matt, Craig jumped up from his low position, his face reddening, a look of horror on his face, "Err, Sorry, didn't see you come in."

"What for?" Matt said, looking at his wife's shapely ass smiling. Liz passed Matt a cup of coffee, turning he held out the cup to Craig, reassuring him that he didn't mind him looking at his wife's ass with a knowing smile.

Craig took the offered cup relaxing a little but still looking unsure of himself.

Seeing that he still looked a little worried, Matt held his hand out, saying "Hi, I'm Matt, I guess you've already met the wife," Craig nervously shook Matt's offered hand.

"So, what do you think?" Matt asked.

Craig's eye's turned to Liz then back to Matt, the look on his face a picture of confusion and embarrassment until Matt continued, "The boiler is it fucked?"

"Oh, no, it's fine. It shouldn't take long, just needs an annual service, that's all." The look of relief on Craig's face made both Liz and Matt laugh.

"Take your time, enjoy the coffee," Matt said, raising his eyebrow as he watched Liz walk over to the table, pulling a chair out, then sitting at a slight angle to them she rested her elbow on the tabletop. Matt noticed that the kimono had loosened a little more.

Was that deliberate or had it loosened by itself?

With her elbow on the tabletop, the kimono had opened a little wider down the front. Matt watched Craig as he appraised his wife once again, his eyes widen as he looked her up and down.

Following his gaze, Matt took a sharp intake of breath. Not only could he see most of her right tit along with a very hard nibble, but as she'd sat down the kimono had risen over her ass, exposing most of her ass cheek. Best of all, as she'd crossed her right leg over the left, the kimono had parted over her crotch, revealing her freshly shaved pussy mound.

Christ, I can't believe she's doing that! Matt thought, his cock twitching as Liz smiled mischievously at him.

"Do you like it?" Liz asked.

Craig almost spat his coffee out.

"The coffee is it ok?" Liz continued laughing at how uncomfortable Craig looked.

"Yeah, it's really nice," Craig replied, regaining his composure. The double meaning of her question and Craig's reply wasn't lost on any of them.

"I'm glad you like it," Liz said, lowering her gaze towards his crotch.

Matt followed her line of sight, seeing a bulge beginning to appear in Craig's trousers. Liz was obviously having the same effect on his cock as she was on his own.

Craig occupied himself with the boiler for the next few minutes, looking over his shoulder every now and then, trying not to make it too obvious he was checking out Liz. Matt quietly leaned back against the kitchen counter, watching his wife display herself to a complete stranger, loving every second of it.

This is so fucking horny, Matt thought as he readjusted his hard cock, trying to conceal it beneath his T-shirt. He looked over to Liz, who smiled at him as she uncrossed her legs, leaving her knees a few inches apart, then pulling on the tie that held her kimono closed, further loosening it until a strip of her smooth skin was visible down the entire length of her torso.

Christ is she going to take it off. Matt felt his cock twitching as he watched this beautiful sexy woman that was his wife shamelessly displaying herself to the Gasman. He couldn't quite see up between her legs due to his angle from her, but knew the second Craig turned around, he would be able to see all the way up between her soft thighs to her smoothly shaven pussy.

Liz looked over to Matt, noticing that he was no longer trying to hide the tent in his sweat pants. God, I need a cock inside me. I wonder how big Craig is? Would he want to fuck me? Liz licked her lips as she looked over to Craig, then back to Matt winking at him. He's fucking loving this, the fucking perv.

Liz looked at the shape and size of Craig's hard cock hidden benight his trousers, feeling the growing dampness between her legs.

Noticing that Craig had now finished servicing the boiler, Liz moved her chair until she was facing Craig straight on, leaving her knees to farther apart.

"All done, everything's..." Craig stopped mid-sentence as he took in the scene before him. Already at half mask, his cock quickly stood to attention as he took in the sight of the gorgeous woman sat in front of him. As she'd turned, her kimono had fallen open, fully exposing one of her ample breasts along with her silky-smooth pussy.

After what seemed like an eternity to Matt, but was in fact only a few seconds while Craig stood frozen seemingly unable to avert his eyes from Liz's sexy body, Liz jumped to her feet cup in hand, walking towards Craig who stood as still as a statue as she approached. Both Matt and Craig watched her tits bouncing high on her chest as she confidently crossed the room.

Matt's mouth fell open when seeing what Liz did next!

Standing almost directly in front of Craig, she leaned into him, reaching around his body for the empty cup he'd left on the countertop. Unable to quite reach the cup. she moved closer, parting her thighs by placing her feet on either side of Craig's right foot, she leaned against him, reached around him once again. With thighs had parted, she pressed her crotch into his leg while at the same time her bare tits rubbed against his muscular biceps.

Matt looked at Craig, wondering if they had gone too far. But when he saw the expression on his face, he relaxed. Craig was clearly enjoying the feel of Liz's body pressing against his own. as much as much as Matt was watching it.

As she pressed her body tighter against Craig's, Liz made sure to rub her crotch into his leg, stimulating her clit, causing her to open her mouth as a low moan escaped her lips. After lingering longer than necessary Liz finally picked up the cup. Then, straightened up but keeping her crotch pressed tightly into Craig's thigh, while she looked him directly in the eyes smiling as she pushed her pelvis into his hard cock.

Christ, we only talked about this last night, and she's already acting like a slut. It's fucking brilliant! Matt thought when Liz eventually turned towards him, her kimono had now opened fully. She was no longer making any attempt to hiding her sexy body. Matt looked at Craig, who seemed too stunned to move his hard-on creating a tent in his trousers. You couldn't miss it; it was fucking huge!

Smiling, Liz walked over to the sink swaying her ass sexily from side to side, deliberately teasing both men. Turning her back to them, she turned the tap on, rinsing the cups as she quietly hummed a tune as if this was all perfectly normal.

Keeping his eyes glued to Liz's ass, Craig cleared his throat, saying, "I better go, I've got another job to get to."

Hearing this, Liz turned from the sink still holding the dishcloth with a look of disappointment. Then to the astonishment of both men, she pulled the kimono from her shoulders, letting it drop it to the floor. Matt's heart nearly stopped, his wife was now standing in front of another man wearing only her hold-ups, posing with her legs parted and her hands on her hips, shoulders pulled back, thrusting her tits out for them to inspect.

Matt watched Craig; his eyes wide with shock as he took in the sight of Liz. Her tits stood high on her chest, her nipples rock hard, her flat stomach leading the eye down to her freshly shaved pussy mound. She looked like a Greek goddess, clearly enjoying the looks of desire, and longing she was getting from both men.

"Ok, I'll see you out," Liz said before Matt had the chance to say anything.

Both men watched her as she walked down the hallway, suggestively swaying her ass while looking over her shoulder.

Matt's heart thumped in his chest, Oh my god, she's naked in front of the Gasman! This is so fucking horny.

As he passed Matt, Craig whispered to him, "You're a very lucky man."

"I know," Matt replied loud enough for Liz to hear.

Liz half-turned, "What do you know?"

Matt looked at his wife, "That I'm a lucky man," he said, noticing how excited Liz looked to be naked in front of another man. His desire to see her fuck someone else growing as he watched her turn back towards the door with a huge grin.

Craig swiftly caught up with Liz standing close behind her. Standing by the door looking back over her shoulder, her flat stomach and pert tits were highlighted by the sunshine pouring in through the window.

She placed her hand on the door handle, then, deliberately as far as Matt could tell, dropped the dishcloth onto the floor.

"Oops," Liz Said comically as she bent at the waist pushing her ass back into Craig's crotch.

Matt watched as Craig stepped back looking at her ass and pussy. Seeing his wife bent over at the waist, naked apart from the hold-ups, flashing a stranger was easily the sexiest thing he'd ever seen in his life. Even from fifteen feet away, he could see her puffy pussy lips poking out from between her thighs, her juices shining as the light fell on them. As he watched, she moved her legs apart, fully exposing her wet pussy and tight little ass hole to Craig.

Then to Matt's complete amazement, she moved back pushing her ass into Craig's crouch, causing him to lose his balance. Craig instinctively held onto her hips to steady himself. For just a second it looked to Matt as if he was fucking Liz from behind as he held on to her, pulling her towards him, pressing his crotch tightly against her pussy. Then all too quickly, the moment was over as Liz stood back up smiling over her shoulder seductively as she opened the door for him.

Stepping behind the door, out of sight of any of the nosy neighbours, Liz said, "Thank you, I hope you come again soon. I might have some more plumping that needs attending to."

Jesus fucking Christ, she's so fucking hot. She's practically telling him that she wants to fuck him! I can't wait to watch her fuck someone else, Matt thought as he pulled his top over his head, then dropped his sweatpants releasing his rock-hard cock, not caring if Craig could see his erection.

When Liz began shutting the door, Matt heard Craig saying, "Thank you."

As soon as the door clicked closed, Liz skipped happily along the hallway, tits bouncing, throwing her arms around Matt's neck. "That was so fucking hot. Did you see how big his cock was? I could feel it pressing into my pussy! Jesus I'd love to feel that big cock inside me," Without waiting for a reply, Liz dropped to her knees taking Matt's cock into her mouth, sliding her lips all the way down his thick shaft, swallowing him whole, while looking up at him innocently with puppy dog eyes.

"You looked so fucking horny showing off to the Gasman. Did it turn you on? You really wanted to fuck him, didn't you?"

Liz pulled her mouth from his cock. "It certainly turned you on, you perv. I felt like such a slut. This idea of yours is fantastic. When I felt his cock pressing against my pussy, I wanted him inside me, I wanted him to fuck me right there in the hallway while you watched. Would you have liked to watch him fuck me?"

Matt smiled down at her, as he watched her lips sliding along his shaft, envisioning Craig's cock pounding her wet cunt while she sucked his cock. "Fuck me, yes, I bet you'd have loved it. Being a slut wife for me to watch. Would you like that? Fucking someone else while I watch? God, just the thought of it makes me want to cum." Matt said, getting carried away with his thoughts.

Liz stood up, "Not until you've fucked me first you don't," taking hold of his cock, she led him over to the kitchen table, laying back onto the surface, she pulled her legs up, opening herself fully to him.

"I'm going to do it. I'm going to fuck someone else and then make you clean up the mess before I let you fuck afterwards." Liz told him as she pulled her pussy lips wide apart, desperate to have any cock inside her.

Matt lined his cock up with the entrance of her wet cunt, then with one powerful thrust drove his cock deep into the warm hole. Christ, she's wet. Pulling out slowly, he watched her pussy lips cling to his shaft, her juices covering his cock.

"I can't wait to see another man's cock stretching you pussy like this. Will you do it? Will you really do it?" Matt asked, slamming his cock back into her, their bodies coming together with a loud smacking sound.

"Fuck me yes, I'm going to fuck loads of men for you. That's what you want, isn't it? You want to turn me into your slut wife... Aaaaaah, that's it, fuck me. Fuck me hard. Fuck me like the slut I am."

As he began fucking her, Matt reached under her legs, hooking her knees into the crook of his elbows, lifting her ass off the table, bringing her pussy into line with his hard cock as he stood up, impaling her with his cock.

Liz lay back onto the table as he fucked her wet cunt, her tits bouncing in time with his thrusting cock moaning loudly with each thrust. This wasn't making love. This was pure a****listic sex. It was fucking brilliant!

"I want to see you fuck loads of other men. Would you like that? Fucking a room full of strangers one after the other, a gangbang." Matt watched his cock sliding easily between Liz's swollen pussy lips as she raised her arms over her head, fully submitting to her husband as he fucked her as hard as he was able.

"God, you're so fucking wet. I'm going to watch them fuck your warm wet cunt. Watch their cocks sliding between your wet pussy lips. Filling you up with their cum. Aaaah, fuck that's such a turn on." Matt told her visualising his young wife turning into a slut wife.

"Aaaaaah," Liz moaned loudly, the feeling of Matt's cock slamming into her wet cunt driving her towards an orgasm. "I can't wait to fuck someone else for you. I'm going to do it. I'm going to make you watch them use me, filling my slutty cunt with their cum. And then I'm going to make you clean me up."

Jesus, just yesterday morning he had thought she'd go app shit if she found out about his fantasy of seeing her fucking other people. Now she was telling him that she wanted to be a slut wife. That she seemed to even more excited by the prospect of fucking other people than he was!

Matt watched his cock sliding in and out of her warm pussy. God, I can't wait to see another man do this. The thought of her fucking other men sending him over the edge. "I'm going to cum."

When she felt his cock begin to twitch inside her, Liz used her heels to pull him deep inside her pussy as the first spurt of cum shot from his cock hitting her cervix. "Fill me up, fill my slut cunt with your cum," Liz ordered Matt forcefully.

"Ahh, Fuuuuuck, Aaaah," Matt's whole body tensed up as he came hard. His hips jerked forward as each shot of spunk left his cock, forcing his cock even deeper into her dripping sodden cunt.

Liz moved her hips in time with his jerking cock, milking every last drop of cum from him as he came. She could feel the warmth of his cum spurting from his cock, filling her pussy with his seed.

Once he'd finished cumming, Liz looked up at Matt expectantly, saying. "Now clean me up. Clean your wife's dirty, slutty cunt with your tongue."

Matt looked down as he slowly pulled his cock from her pussy, a small trickle of cum oozing from her open pussy lips, running down between her ass cheeks. Staring at her cum filled pussy, Matt bent his knees, lowering her ass back onto the tabletop, then knelt down, bringing his face to the exact same height as her cum filled cunt.

"God your cunt looks so good with my cum seeping out of it."

Liz lifted her head from the tabletop, looking down between her spread thighs, seeing Matt examining her pussy. "Imagine if that was the Gasman's cum. Would you like that? Would you like to see his cum trickling out of my used slut wife cunt?"

"Fucking hell yes," Matt whispered, imagining it was another man's cum leaking from his wife's used pussy. God, what a sight that would be.

"The Gasman has just finished fucking me. He used me like a whore, now do your job and clean me up!" Liz ordered, really getting into the role of the dominant slut wife.

Matt was a little shocked by the forcefulness in her voice. It was almost as if she were trying to belittle him, which unexpectedly turned him on. The idea of submitting to a domineering slut wife excited him. He wanted her to take charge. To turn him into her cuckold husband.

"I love it when you order me around. I'll do anything you ask me to do. You can fuck anyone you want as long as I'm watching, and I'll clean up every time." Matt said, looking directly at Liz's cum filled cunt. Her pussy lips were still wide open, a pool of his cum pooled inside. He watched as another stream of cum seeped out, running down onto her asshole.

The sight of his spunk around her asshole stirred something deep inside him. Christ, I'd clean her ass and pussy after she's been fucked in both holes.

Matt was surprised by this realisation. He hadn't thought about another man fucking her up the ass until this moment! Now he wanted it. Would she give herself over completely and let two men DP her, fucking her cunt and ass at the same time? God, I'd fucking hope so!

On that enticing thought, Matt leaned forward, extending his tongue, tasting his cum for the second time in as many days. Pushing his face into her crouch, he ran his tongue up from the smooth skin just below her pussy all the way up between pussy lips until he reached her pussy mound. He could feel the cool moistness of his cum and her pussy juices on his face as he pulled away, looking at Liz with a satisfied grin on his face.

"Oooooh, that felt so good, so nasty. Eat my pussy, clean that cum from my slutty cunt while imagining it's Craig's cum filling me up after he's finished fucking me hard while you watched." Liz ordered him, lifting her knees higher towards her chest, opening herself fully for him.

In response, Matt pushed his tongue as deep into her pussy as he could, wriggling it around, taking pleasure in the salty taste of his own cum. Scooping out some of his cum he hungrily swallowed it, imagining that it was the Gasman's, that he was cleaning another man's cum from his wife's used, sloppy cunt.

"Aahh, that's it, push your tongue into my cum filled cunt. I love it...Aaaaah, it's so fucking dirty." Liz commanded, moving her hips in time with his proving tongue. "Clean my dirty slut cunt."

Liz's moaning grew even loader when he ran his tongue down between her ass cheeks, licking the cum from around her asshole. Then for the first time, flicked his tongue across her asshole. Of all the games and experimenting in the bedroom they had done; this was their first experience of rimming.

As he began flicking his tongue over her asshole, Matt wondered why they hadn't tried this before. After all, they'd had anal sex many times. Liz had ever pushed her finger up his ass while they were fucking on a few occasions, so why not ass licking?

Was it because it was supposed to be taboo?

But then, so was wanting his wife to fuck other men while he watched! Wasn't it?

Matt looked up over Liz's torso as he pushed his tongue against her asshole. Watching as she arched her back moaning loudly while the tip of his tongue pressed into her tight asshole.

"Mmmmm, that feels good," Liz moaned gyrating her hips as he ate her ass.

"You like that?" Matt asked a little surprised.

"Yeah, it's really kinky. I love it."

Matt pushed his tongue harder against her asshole feeling the tip slip into her ass.

While he continued eating her ass, Liz rocked her hips, using her hands to pull her ass cheeks apart, making it easier for him to push his tongue inside her, loving how having her ass eaten made her feel powerful, domineering.

Matt closed his eyes, imagining that she was sucking another man's cock while he licked her ass. God, I hope I get to see that one day. Sensing her hand move, he opened his eyes to find Liz rubbing her fingers over her clit. He continued flicking his tongue over and around her asshole, making sure that he cleaned every drop of cum that had escaped her open cunt. I love it when she plays with herself in front of me. Will she do it in front of other men while they watch as well? Matt thought as she rammed two fingers into her drenched pussy, arching her back off the table. He'd watched her playing with herself before, but never this close up. Never just millimetres from his eyes.

Liz rapidly pushed her fingers in and out of her soaking wet pussy, accompanied by squelching sounds as she finger fucking her wet cunt, causing her juices to flow down between her ass cheeks while Matt eagerly lapped them up.

Matt moved, licking Liz's fingers while she fingered herself.

"Oh god, I'm going to cum." Liz screamed out. Removing her fingers from her pussy, she grabbed the back of Matt's head, pulling his mouth forcefully into her pussy.

Matt pressed his tongue against her swollen clit moving his head rapidly from side to side, while at the same flicking his tongue up and down over her sensitive bud, driving her into a frenzy.

"Aaaaaah fuck, I'm cummmming," Liz screamed, her juices flowing from her pussy into Matt's mouth as she came on his face.

"God, I love the taste of her pussy," he mumbled barely audibly into her wet cunt.

Liz's whole body tingled as if small electric shocks were running throughout her body. She couldn't help thinking about the feeling of Craig's cock pressing into her pussy as she came. God, he was so big. Her stomach muscles began convulsing as her orgasm completely overtook her body.

Matt eagerly drank down her juices as they gushed out of her pussy, pushing his mouth tightly over her pussy lips, letting her juices to flow directly his mouth, some escaping and running down his chin, as she climaxed on his face. His face was so wet he wondered whether she had lost control during her orgasm and pissed herself.

Matt felt his cock begin to harden again. Was he really getting turned on by the thought that his wife may have pissed on his face? The idea definitely intrigued him. Maybe I'll put that idea to her another day, he thought.

Once she had finished cumming, Liz slumped onto the table, breathing heavily, her hips still moving as she gradually calmed down.

Matt sat back onto his heels, looking at her soaking wet pussy, waiting for her to catch her breath.

"You really liked showing off, didn't you? I can't believe you bent over like that in front of Craig. He could see absolutely everything!" Matt told Liz.

"Really?"

"Yeah, everything. Your asshole as well as your wet pussy. Everything, it was fucking amazing."

"Well, you didn't seem to mind. Your sweat pants did nothing to hide how much you were enjoying it. Your cock was hard as nails all the time I was flashing him." Liz said, sitting up, placing her hands underneath her knees, gently swinging her legs innocently.

"I felt like such a slut." Liz paused before continuing "It was such a fucking turn on. Do you still want to watch me fuck other men? It's a big step from just showing off," Liz asked hoping he hadn't changed his mind.

Matt stood, his hardening cock pointing towards her. "I can't wait for you to be my dirty slut wife," Matt told her as took her hand, leading her up to the bedroom to continue...




Matt looked back over his shoulder, taking one last look at his wife before leaving her alone in the bar. God, she looks sexy, he thought, hoping their plan worked.

The idea was that he'd leave her alone in the bar in the hope she'd be able to pick up a guy and then, with luck, bring him home. They'd already discussed whether to tell whomever she picked up that Matt would be waiting at home. They had decided to tell them that he intended to watch them having sex. Things would be too unpredictable if they surprised them with his presence; neither of them wanted to deal with an angry stranger in their home.

Hopefully, whoever she picked up would agree to Matt watching and wouldn't chicken out as they would only go through with sharing Liz if he was in the room with her.

Matt was hoping to join in, wanting to see his wife with a cock in her pussy and mouth at the same time. If that was too much for whoever she picked up, he'd be happy just watching and hopefully taking photos.

As he drove home, he thought about the trip they'd made earlier that afternoon to the Mall.

"How much am I allowed to spend?" Liz had asked as they walked into the Mall, aware that they were short of money.

"As much as you like, but I get to approve the outfit."

"Are you sure we can afford it?" Liz replied, already planning her outfit for the night to come.

"Probably not, but who cares. You only live once," Matt said, taking her hand as they searched for an appropriate store.

Liz squeezed his hand, feeling butterflies in her stomach as she thought about the night ahead. Her hands were shaking from excitement and just a tiny bit of fear. What if Matt gets jealous? What if one of them wanted to stop once started? They'd spent hours discussing whether they should turn their fantasy into reality. Both coming to the conclusion that they wanted to try, but only as long as they both agreed.

"Let's try this one," Liz said, dragging Matt into an expensive-looking women's clothing store.

Matt looked around, seeing only a few other customers as he followed her into the store.

Liz began looking through a rack of skirts, quickly putting them back, saying they were too long. Liz moved to the next stand, where she found a short black pleated skirt that looked promising.

"Fucking hell, is that a skirt or a belt?" Matt joked, laughing, examining the tiny garment that she held up for him. It was so short it looked like it would only just about cover her ass. Perfect!

"Do you like it?" Liz asked, looking at his beaming face as she held it up to her waist.

"It's very short...I love it. It's certainly won't leave much to the imagination."

"That's the point, isn't it?" Liz said, picking out a few more skirts to try, all of them black and slightly longer than the first one, having pretty much made up her mind to buy the first one but wanted something to compare it to.

"I'll need a new top as well," Liz said, walking towards the tops and blouse, Matt following dutifully behind.

Liz spent a few minutes rifling through the tops before moving on to the blouses, not looking very impressed with any of them.

Seeing her look of disappointment, Matt walked over to the shelves along the back wall, where the more expensive silk items were located.

"What about a silk one?" Matt said, picking up a sheer white blouse that had caught his eye. "This one?" he asked, holding out the blouse as Liz approached with her collection of skirts.

Taking the offered blouse, Liz inspected it, "I like it, but this is one of those tops that people wear a designer bra beneath."

"Then we'll have to get a bra as well," Matt said encouragingly.

Liz grabbed a couple more tops as she made her way towards the fitting rooms.

While he waited for Liz outside the fitting rooms, two women who looked to be in their early forties entered arm in arm, leaving their bored-looking husbands outside alongside Matt.

After a few minutes, Liz pocked her head around the corner, trying to attract Matt's attention.

"I can't see," Matt said, stepping towards the fitting room entrance.

Matt smiled as Liz stepped into view. She was wearing one of the skirts she'd grabbed off the rack on the way into the fitting room. This one was a tight-fitting peach colour, coming to about halfway down her thighs, beautifully framing her long slender legs.

Liz took a step towards him, asking," Well, what do you think?"

"It's nice, but not quite what I had in mind. Try the black one, the short one." Matt said, smiling encouragingly.

Liz smiled, turned on her heels, walking back into the fitting room. Matt watched her ass as she walked, the tight skirt showing the shape of her firm buttocks. He noticed the other two men were also giving her ass a sneaky look.

"Wait," Matt said suddenly.

Liz turned, looking at him questioningly.

"I can see the outline of your panties. You'll have to take them off. Let's see how the black one looks without a panty line." Matt told her in a voice just loud enough for the other two men to hear.

"Yes sir," Liz said, with a huge smile, looking around him at the two other men knowing that Matt wanted her to put on a show for these two strangers. After their encounter with the Gasman the previous week, they'd discussed how much they had both enjoyed their first experience of Liz exposing herself to strangers. Matt had told her that he wanted to find other opportunities for her to flash. This is as good an opportunity as any, Liz thought.

Matt overheard one of the men saying to the other that he wished their wives would hurry up so they could get to the pub. He looked at them just as the other man nodded towards the fitting room, indicating that Liz had reappeared in the doorway still wearing the peach-coloured skirt.

She'd paused by the entrance smiling at Matt, then glancing at the two men standing a few feet to his side, walked over to him, swaying her hip seductively.

"Here you go," Liz said, taking hold of Matt's hand and placing something into it while looking mischievously up into his eyes. Winking, she turned in the direction of the two men, smiled, then turned her back to them, sauntering back into the fitting rooms. Liz could almost feel their eyes on her as she walked away from them.

"Jesus," one of the men muttered under his breath just loud enough for Matt to hear as they stared at his wife's ass.

Matt also watched Liz swaying her ass as she rounded the doorway back into the fitting rooms. Without panties, the skirt dipped between the cheeks of her ass, displaying the shape of her firm buttocks beautifully. He kept his eyes on her ass until she was out of sight before opening his hand, making sure that the two men saw Liz's lace panties in his palm.

Seeing the two men looking at the panties, Matt shrugged his shoulders as if saying, Women, what can you do? He then shoved the panties into the front pocket of his jeans, taking the opportunity to adjust his hardening cock at the same time.

Liz reappeared after a few minutes wearing the small black pleated skirt that Matt liked so much. He drew in his breath as he looked at her. The tiny skirt ended about four inches below her crotch, easily the shortest skirt he'd ever seen her wearing.

Liz turned side-on, the skirt's pleated hem fell off her ass cheeks, leaving a gap between the backs of her thighs and the skirt. If she bent over, it was clear the skirt would rise over her ass cheeks, exposing her pert bottom to anyone who cared to look. Knowing that she didn't have any panties beneath only added to Matt's excitement.

Liz did a slow twirl, seemingly careful not to let the skirt flair out too much, finishing facing Matt with her thighs slightly parted. "What do you think? It's not too short, is it?" Liz asked teasingly. God, I love this skirt. It makes me feel sexy, Liz thought, looking at Matt for approval.

Matt glanced towards the two men, both of them staring intently at his wife, before answering. "No, it's perfect. Especially as you don't have anything beneath it!" Matt told her, tilting his head towards the two men who were still ogling her.

One of the men coughed as Matt spoke; even though they had seen Liz's panties in Matt's hand, they were clearly shocked that he would say such a thing aloud.

Liz glanced at the two men saying to Matt, "Well, you've got my panties, so I don't have much choice in the matter, do I."

Matt grinned; she was clearly enjoying the opportunity to show off again.

"What about the top? Are you going to see what it looks like with the skirt?" Matt asked, looking at her with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Ok," Liz said, spinning around, knowing exactly what he had in mind, heading back into the fitting room, with all three men's eyes glued to her ass.

There was an awkward silence for a few minutes while he waited for her to return until one of the men finally broke the silence by saying," I wish I could get my wife to dress like that for me."

Matt turned to him, "You should ask her. You never know she might be thinking the same thing. Liz only recently found out that's what I was thinking and has been eager to dress more risqué ever since."

The man looked at him quizzically, "Doesn't it bother you, other men looking at your wife?"

"No. It's exciting, the thought of other men finding her attractive... Don't you want other men to find your wife attractive?"

The man thought for a second, "Yeah, I suppose so," he eventually answered.

Matt smiled, deciding to push the boundaries, "You must admit the thought of other men finding your wife sexy, maybe even wanting to fuck her makes you feel lucky that she's your wife?"

The man turned red, looking at his friend as he answered, "Yeah, I guess it does..." he trailed off, thinking.

Just when Matt thought he was going to say something else, Liz reappeared at the entrance of the fitting rooms. Matt's jaw dropped; the silk blouse was entirely see-through. She still had her bra on beneath it, and even though it was just a standard white bra with a little bit of lace on the cups, she looked absolutely stunning standing there with the top half of her tits on display. The bronze skin of her flat stomach contrasted beautifully with the white silk. Christ, she might as well not have the top on, Matt thought as he stared at his wife. The combination of the silk blouse and short skirt was enough to make any red-blooded male want to fuck her. He certainly did.

Liz placed her hands on her hips, looking down at her chest." It doesn't look right with this bra, does it? I'd need to wear one of those expensive designer ones... or no bra at all!"

Without hesitation, Matt said," Take it off." Hoping that she would come out wearing the blouse in front of the other two men with her tits on full show.

He wants me to show off here, in the store, to flash my tits for these men! Liz thought, thinking about Matt as she made her way back into the fitting room, recalling the excitement she'd felt when exposing herself to the Gasman. She could feel herself becoming aroused, the familiar heat building in her loins as her juices started to flow. The added danger of flashing strangers in public rather than in the relative safety of her own home only added to her excitement.

Liz stopped as she entered the fitting room. One of the other men's wives was scrutinising the dress she was trying on in the full-length mirror on the wall at the end of the short corridor. She turned to look at Liz, having seen her in the mirror standing behind her. Liz stood stock still, worried that she would be offended by her revealing outfit while the woman looked her up and down. Then the woman smiled, her face lighting up as she re-joined her friend in the cubical opposite to Liz's.

As she began removing her bra, Liz heard the woman talking.

"Are they ok out there?" Liz heard one of them say.

"I don't know. I didn't go out there. Another younger woman was out there showing her husband her outfit. She didn't have a lot on, so they would have gotten an eyeful."

"Good, it might get them going; it's been a while since I've had a good seeing too." Said the other woman, causing them both to burst into fits of laughter.

Liz continued to listen for a while, intrigued by their lack of concern that their husbands were eyeing up another woman.

"What was she like?"

"Young, flat stomach and great tits... Fucking bitch."

"Typical... Maybe I'll get some tonight after all." The other woman said as they both burst out laughing again.

Liz smiled to herself, pleased to hear that they weren't angry that she was flashing their husbands. Hearing the women complimenting her tits made her think about the few times she'd had sex with a woman before meeting Matt. God, I'd love to feel the soft touch of a woman again. Liz made a mental note to talk to Matt about her having sex with a woman. There's no way he'd turn down the chance to watch me eating another woman's pussy. And who knows, maybe if he plays his card right, they could have a threesome!

This time when she rounded the corner, Liz made a point of looking directly at the two men off to Matt's side.

Matt heard one of the men suck in his breath as Liz appeared in the doorway.

"Fuck me," the other muttered under his breath.

Matt turned from the men to see his wife standing in the doorway. Her tits were now completely visible through the thin silk material of the top. She was clearly enjoying putting on this little show as her hard nipples were poking into the delicate silk material—a sure indication of her arousal.

"Is this better?" Liz asked. The question was aimed at Matt, but she looked at the other men as she asked it, wanting to see their reaction.

Before Matt had a chance to answer and seemingly without thinking, one of the men blurted out," I'd say."

When Matt turned to look at him, his face instantly turned red as he realised he'd said it aloud, and not just in his head.

"Why thank you sir," Liz said in a faux Southern American accent. Turning side on, she pulled her shoulders back, emphasising her ample bosom, enjoying three sets of eyes on her exposed tits.

"If that doesn't work, nothing will," Matt told her, adjusting his hardening cock.

Liz turned back to face Matt, looking down at her tits, thinking, God, I might as well not have a top on at all. She felt powerful, her confidence growing by the second as all three men stared wide-eyed at her semi-naked body.

Matt watched his wife proudly showing her tits to two complete strangers. She fucking loves it; the thought that she was exciting other men turning him on as well.

"Do you think I should wear this tonight then?"

Matt nodded," Yeah, I don't think you're going to need a bra. It'll look better without one."

Turning to the other two men, Matt asked them," What do you think guys? Bra or no bra?"

One of the men looked as if the ground was about to swallow him up; he was so shocked by the question. The other one looked at Liz as she pulled her shoulders back, proudly jutting her tits out in his direction.

"Definitely no bra, great tits like that should be shared with the world, not hidden away."

Matt was a little surprised by the boldness of his answer. But then he had asked!

"There you go. No bra," Matt said, looking at the man as he continued to stare at Liz's tits.

"Ok," Liz turned to walk back into the fitting room. Just before she turned the corner, she stopped and looked back over her shoulder at the two men. Then, to everyone's surprise, she lifted the hem of her skirt, exposing one of her ass cheeks for just a second before stepping out of sight.

As she rounded the corner, Liz came face-to-face with the two women she'd heard talking about her. All three of them stopping dead in their tracks. There was an awkward silence for a second before both women's faces broke out into huge grins as they looked at her tits. Liz walked around them, smiling to herself, stopping to turn back, finding both women looking back at her.

One of the women looked her up and down, taking in her long legs and hard nipples, before saying to the other woman, "Your right. She does have great tits. You're definitely going to get some tonight."

With that, they turned and walked out of the fitting rooms arm in arm, laughing loudly.

Liz felt butterfly's in her stomach as she changed back into her summer dress. The combination of flashing two strangers and hearing the women complimenting her tits strengthened her desire to show off.

Matt smiled at Liz when she walked back out, carrying the skirt and top. From the way her tits bounced underneath her dress, he guessed correctly that she had chosen to leave her bra off.

"Did you enjoy watching those men looking at my tits?" Liz asked, taking his arm.

"I fucking loved it. The look on their faces, they definitely wanted to fuck you."

"It doesn't bother you? Me flashing my tits in public."

"God no, I told you, it turns me on."

"Just checking," Liz said, handing him the clothes as they made their way to the tills.

After they'd paid, they walked hand in hand through the Mall in search of a shoe shop. Liz could feel the eyes of people staring at her. Knowing that the only thing hiding her naked body was the short summer dress she wore excited her. She felt a sense of freedom, of power. Her sensitive nipples were rubbing against the soft cotton as they bounced, the sensation driving her crazy with desire. Best of all was the sensation of the cold air circulating between her legs over her very wet pussy.

Matt looked at his wife out of the corner of his eye. God, she's a fucking sexy woman, he thought, finding her newfound self-confidence a turn on, loving the fact that she felt emboldened enough to walk in public without any underwear on.

"That one," Liz said after a while, pointing to an expensive-looking shoe shop.

"Jesus," Matt muttered under his breath, seeing the price tags on the shoes in the window as they entered the store. Having seen the prices, he wasn't surprised to see that there were only a hand full of customers in the store, most of whom were clearly just browsing.

Liz had obviously been in here before as she led him directly to a row of sluty looking stilettos, immediately picking out the pair she wanted.

"What do you think?" Liz asked, holding up the shoes.

Matt took the shoes from her hands, inspecting them. Black leather with a four-inch heel and two buckled straps to go around the ankle, Matt knew they would go perfectly with her new outfit.

"Try them on," Matt said, looking at the price tag in horror.

Liz saw the look on his face, saying," They'll be worth it, trust me."

Liz looked over to the checkout, catching the eye of the two trendy looking shop assistance. One male, one female, both extremely good looking.

Matt watched the female assistant walk towards them. He guessed she was about the same age as Liz, dressed in a tight-fitting black dress and pair of shoes very similar to the ones Liz had chosen. Christ, those shoes do look fucking sexy, proper slut shoes, Matt thought as she approached.

"Can I help?" she asked, her voice soft.

Liz read her name badge, Claire.

"I'd like to try these, please." She said, handing the shoe to Claire.

Matt watched as she ran her eye over Liz's body, her eyes pausing on her hard nipples for a few seconds before saying, "Take a seat, I'll just be a second."

Liz watched her walk away with the shoe in her hand, exchanging a few words with the male assistant as she passed by the counter.

While they waited for her return, Matt studied his wife, who was now sitting at a fitting chair. Her dress had risen as she'd sat down, exposing her thighs. The short dress now only just covering her bare crotch.

Will she show off her cunt, God I fucking hope so? Matt thought as he looked at his wife sitting without a care in the world.

Claire quickly returned with the shoes. Taking them out of the box, she passed them to Liz.

Liz slipped her foot into one of the shoes, then bent forward to buckle the straps.

Matt watched from behind the row of chairs as Liz bent forward, seeing Claire's eyes widen as she was afforded a view down the top of Liz's dress. He was a little surprised that she didn't look away. In fact, she seemed to be trying to get a better look down her dress. Bloody hell, she's checking out her tits. The world really is full of perverts, who'd have guessed?

"Do you need help with that?" Claire asked, seeing Liz struggling with the buckle. Kneeling in front of Liz, she began buckling the straps for her. Once finished, she looked up, asking," It's not too tight, is it?"

"They feel a little tight around the toes," Liz replied, looking at the shoes.

"Let see, " Claire lifted Liz's foot onto her lap, pressing her thumb around the tip of the shoes, checking the fit.

"They do feel a little tight, " Claire said, raising her head, her eyes widening as she looked up Liz's dress.

Fuck, she can see up my dress, Liz thought, fighting the urge to close her legs, not wanting to offend her while at the same time wanting her to look at her wet pussy.

Matt once again felt his cock hardening as he watched Claire looking up his wife's dress at her smooth pussy. Did he imagine it? Or did Liz just allow her knees to move a little further apart?

Liz watched Claire's face blushing as she relaxed her legs, allowing her knee to fall to the side, exposing her bald pussy. Christ, and I thought flashing the Gasman was exciting... She's not looking away. Fucking hell, she's looking at my cunt. Liz could feel her juices begin to flow again. This stunning woman is looking at my pussy. Oh God, what I'd give to have her face between my legs.

Claire looked up at Liz, a smile spreading across her face. "I think you need to try a different size." She took one more look up Liz's dress before placing her foot back onto the floor, then stood up, smiling down at Liz. She then made her way to the back of the store to retrieve another pair of shoes.

Liz turned to Matt, whispering, "Did you see that? She was looking up my dress."

"I know. My cocks so fucking hard I think it might explode... God, you're such a slut. I love it."

Liz was about to say something else when Claire walked back out onto the shop floor, stopping at the counter, speaking to her male colleague. As they watched, he looked over towards Liz, his facial expression hard to read, then nodding at Claire as she talked to him.

Oh fuck, I hope she's not upset, Liz thought as Claire approached her carrying a shoebox while the male assistant watched.

Taking the shoes out of the box, Claire knelt down. Lifting Liz's right foot, she slipped a shoe onto her foot then tied the straps while keeping her eyes fixed firmly on her feet.

"How's that? Is it better?" Claire asked, looking up from her foot into her eyes for the first time since returning.

"Yeah, much better, " Liz replied, looking into her deep blue eyes.

"I don't know," Claire said, looking thoughtful, "Maybe we need a second opinion," standing up, she called the man at the counter over to help her.

Matt watched him walk slowly over to where Liz sat, unsure whether to put a stop to their fun and games, wondering if they had gone too far and upset Claire. He needn't have worried.

"Hi, I'm Chris." Seeing the confused look on Liz's face, he continued, "I'm Claire's husband. We run the store together."

Liz looked over at Claire, who was looking at her with an amused expression. She couldn't believe it. She'd just called her husband over to her, knowing that she wasn't wearing any underwear. I guess we're not the only perv's here today, she thought as she watched a smile spread across Claire's face.

"Let's try the other one, " Chris said, kneeling in front of her, pushing his knees between her feet, gently pulling her towards him, forcing her to part her legs.

Liz allowed Chris to take control, lifting her unshoed foot and placing it into his lap as he reached for the other shoe. With both her legs stretched out, she was forced to scoop forward, bringing her ass to the edge of the seat.

As he placed the second shoe onto her foot, Chris held her leg so that she had to part her knees. Liz watched his face as he looked up between her thighs, smiling as he eyed her bald pussy. Christ, he isn't even trying to be subtle about it, Liz thought. That's it. Look at my pussy. I fucking love it. I bet you'd like to fuck me, wouldn't you? Liz thought, relaxing her legs, allowing her thighs to part.

While Chris fitted her shoes, Matt walked around to stand by the counter, getting a better view of Chris staring up his wife's dress. He watched as Liz spread her legs, the light bouncing off the wall mirror in front of her sending a beam of light straight up between her thighs, lighting up her exposed pussy. Chris made no attempt to hide the fact he was looking straight up between her legs, studying her bald pussy.

Matt walked over to stand behind Chris, affording him the same view up Liz's dress. Her pussy lips were red and puffy, with a film of pussy juice shining on her lips and upper thighs, a clear indication of just how turned on flashing strangers in public had made her.

"You'd be surprised how often this happens."

Matt turned to see that Claire had come over to stand beside him. His face reddening a little, feeling like a naughty schoolc***d who'd been caught trying to steal a glimpse up the teacher's skirt.

They watched as Chris ran his hands over the toes of the shoes testing the fit. Then to Matt's delight, moved his hands up the back of her calves, causing Liz to draw in her breath, stopping just short of her knees before asking, "Would you like to try walking in them?"

Matt looked at Claire's smiling face asking, "This doesn't bother you? Another woman flashing her pussy to your husband?"

"It did at first; now it's become a bit of a turn-on for both of us, especially when they flash me as well. There's something erotic about having another woman flash their pussy to me, especially when they do it with such confidence. Plus, it almost always ends in a sale." Claire said, laughing, looking at Liz as she opened her legs wider for them all. She was looking up at Claire, clearly having heard what she had just said.

Matt couldn't help feeling relieved, he'd seen plenty of accounts of men watching their wives flashing in public on the internet, but this was the first time he'd actually met anyone who shared his fantasies. He couldn't help wondering if Claire ever reciprocated by flashing the customers herself.

"What about you? Do you enjoy watching your wife showing her pussy to other men... and women? I bet this was your idea, wasn't it? It's usually the man's idea... at first." Claire asked, almost teasing him.

Matt looked at her quizzically as she continued, "Chris likes me to flash the customers now and then as well. Like I said, you'd be surprised how often this kind of thing happens."

God, I'd love to see that, Matt thought as they watched the show going on in front of them.

Liz had now stood up, walking a few steps while they all stared at her. Chris seemed to be paying more attention to her ass than the shoes. Who could blame him? The shape of her firm pert buttocks was enough to turn heads where ever she went.

"Very sexy, " Chris told her as she sat back into the chair.

"Thank you," Liz said, placing her left foot back into Chris's lap for him to remove the shoes. She immediately opened her thighs, showing them all her pussy once more.

Oh God, that's it, look at my pussy, Liz thought. Her excitement growing as she wantonly exposed herself. Would you like to lick my pussy? I bet you would!

Matt watched, his cock growing hard despite his attempt to control himself. He couldn't believe he was standing next to another man's wife while his own wife was flashing her cunt to her husband.

Once Chris had removed the shoe, Liz placed her foot back into his lap. When Chris lifted her other foot, holding it up in front of his chest, Liz dropped her knee to the side, fully opening her crutch up to his gaze. Even from their vantage point, both Matt and Claire could see the moisture on her puffy pussy lips. She was visibly turned on.

Liz looked up at both Matt and Claire, smiling as she spread her legs wider, showing them all her very wet cunt. God, I'm so fucking turned on; I'm going to need some serious fucking after this.

Matt couldn't believe that this beautiful woman was his wife. The fact she was willing to live out his fantasies only enhanced his love for her; he couldn't imagine many men's wives would expose themselves in public like this, let alone going along with his plan to watch her fuck other men. At this moment, he felt like the luckiest man on the face of the earth.

All too soon, the show was over. Chris had removed the shoes and placed Liz's feet back onto the floor. Once he'd boxed the shoes, he stood up, looking down at Liz as she put her old shoes back on.

Matt watched as Liz looked up, her eye coming to rest on the tent in Chris's trousers. Well, I certainly made his day, she thought, looking at the shape of his hard cock. Pushing herself up from the chair, Liz followed Chris over to the tills.

Matt stood back, watching as Liz paid for the shoes exchanging a few words with Chris as she put her card back into her purse.

Once out of the shop, Matt asked, "What did he say to you at the till? I couldn't hear it."

Liz looked up at him, her face beaming, "He said I have a beautiful pussy and that he'd love to taste it sometime."

"I'd love to see that, " Matt told her, thinking about the night ahead.

"Are you ready?" Matt called from the living room. He'd been waiting almost an hour for Liz to emerge from the bedroom.

When she finally appeared in the doorway, Matt's mouth fell open. With one hand placed on the door frame above her head and the other on her hip, she leaned against the doorframe with her legs slightly parted with one knee bent.

"Wow," Matt said as he looked at his wife dressed in her new outfit.

Her hard nipples were visibly pressing into the white silk of her top, and her long sinuous legs framed beautifully by the short black skirt that came down to just a few inches below her crotch. And those shoes, totally worth every penny. All in all, she looked sluty, sexy. The perfect slut wife outfit.

"Are you wearing panties?"

"Of course not." Liz lifted the front of her skirt to prove the point, showing him her smoothly shaved pussy.

Pulling on a small leather jacket, Liz asked, "Are you ready?"

Matt once again looked at his wife. The leather jacket just about covered her exposed tits. She had left it open, so when she turned towards him, he got another glimpse at her tits for just a second before the jacket settled back in place.

"I could throw you on the sofa and fuck you right now," Matt told her as she checked herself one last time in the mirror.

"Well, you'll just have to wait your turn, won't you," Liz teased him.

They drove the short journey to the bar in silence, both lost in their thoughts. They had already laid out a strategy for the night ahead whereby Matt would take her into the bar, have one drink with her and then leave.

As they pulled up outside, Liz asked, "Are you sure you want to go through with this? This is your last chance to change your mind."

Matt turned in his seat, taking her hand," I've never been more excited in my life. As long as you're ok with this, then so am I."

"Ok, but remember if either of us wants to stop at any time we do," Liz said, leaning forward, kissing him on the lips, then opened her door.

Liz entered the bar first, closely followed by Matt. Several heads turned to look at Liz as she walked confidently towards the bar. And who could blame them? With her long shapely legs showing up to just below her ass cheeks and her jacket left open, leaving the sides resting against her tits, revealing a large portion of flesh down the centre of her body, leaving no doubt that she wasn't wearing a bra.

Matt looked around the bar as Liz perched herself onto a bar stall. It was still quite early, so the bar wasn't very busy yet, meaning that anyone still watching her had a great view as she turned towards the bar at a forty-five-degree angle crossing her legs, revealing her thigh all the way up to just below her ass cheek. From the angle she sat, they could also see the inside of her tit, the leather jacket only just hiding her nipple.

Matt joined her at the bar, ordered a drink for them both, which he drank down quickly. They spent the next half an hour chatting quietly before Matt said," Last chance to back out," as he stood to leave.

"I'll see you when I get home," Liz kissed him on the cheek before turning back to the bar ordering another drink.

Liz felt a pang of guilt as she watched Matt leave the bar. I'm a married woman for fuck's sake. Even though this whole thing was Matt's idea, and she was a very willing participant, she still felt a little guilty. Married couples were supposed to be monogamous, weren't they? They were both consenting adults, so why feel guilty about something they had both agreed to? Why do I still feel like I'm doing something wrong? Liz sat alone for a while, concluding that it was a societal thing. Society dictated that married couples weren't supposed to experiment and live out their fantasies, especially if they involved other people. But why not? Was it because society indoctrinated people into the idea that having more than one sexual partner at a time was somehow wrong, dirty, to be avoided? This made no sense to her. If everyone involved consented and was open and honest about what they were doing, what was there to feel guilty about? What was wrong with having sex just for fun? Why did it have to be anything other than what was intended? A night of heated passion and pleasure for everyone concerned.

Liz surveyed the room, putting these thoughts out of her mind, her eyes falling on a familiar face.

It wasn't until about four hours later, that Matt heard the taxi pull up outside, then loud voices as they approached the front door. His stomach lurched as he heard Liz's laughter closely followed by two male voices. Christ, she's picked up more than one! Fucking hell. Matt hadn't imagined that she would return with more than one man, especially as this would be their first time sharing.

He stood as Liz opened the living room door, looking slightly dishevelled, her silk blouse partially pulled out of her skirt, her hair looking a little messed up. She smiled, then ran across the room, wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing him hard on the lips. Although obviously drunk, she still seemed to be in complete control of her faculties. Liz had always been able to handle her drink.

"You remember Craig, don't you? This is his work colleague Ian." Liz said, turning to the two men standing in the doorway.

"Of course," Matt said, a little surprised to see the Gasman once again. Regaining his composure, he walked over to Craig shaking his hand, then Ian's, who appeared to be about the same age as Craig, although a little shorter and not quite as well built.

"Go get them a beer," Liz told Matt, immediately taking control of the situation.

Both men smiled as he passed by on his way to the kitchen; he heard the stereo come on as he retrieved four cold beers from the back of the fridge, quickly returning to the living room handing the bottles to the two men, then one to Liz.

"They both know why they are here, so sit down and enjoy the show," Liz commanded, pointing to the sofa.

Happy to let her take charge, Matt dutifully sat down, his cock hardening, finding that having her dominate him in front of these two men excited him.

Liz took one swig from her beer before placing it on the floor beside the TV. As she bent forward, her skirt rose up over her ass cheeks, giving all three men a glimpse of her wet pussy lips for just a second. When she stood back up, Liz began swaying to the music, all the while keeping her back to them as she removed her leather jacket.

Matt did not doubt in his mind that both men already knew that she didn't have a bra on beneath the silk top. And judging from her dishevelled appearance when she had entered the house, they may have already copped a feel in the taxi.

All three men watched Liz as she moved her hips from side to side in time with the music, the flared skirt just about covering her ass cheeks.

Matt looked at the other two men as they watched his wife dancing, their eyes wide with excitement.

Liz turned to face them, still swaying to the music, her tits now fully exposed beneath the see-through silk top. Matt noted that her nipples were as hard as his cock.

Liz held her hand out to Craig, moving into the middle of the room, pulling him into an embrace as they began to slowly move in unison to the music. As they swayed together, Liz pushed a leg between Craig's. With her thighs now on either side of one of his, she started rubbing her crotch against his leg.

Matt shifted in his seat, his hard cock becoming uncomfortable inside his jeans as he watched Craig lower his mouth to Liz's. At first, they kissed tentatively, as if testing the boundaries. Liz pulled away, looking over at Matt, smiling seductively, then pulled Craig's face back to her as she opened her mouth and pushed her tongue between his lips, kissing him passionately. As they kissed, Craig ran his large, strong hands slowly down her back, rubbing the small of her back for a few seconds before dropping his hand down to her ass, pulling her tightly into his body.

Matt's heart beat fast and hard as he watched his wife kissing another man while he groped her ass right there in front of him. Oh God, she looks so fucking horny; this is even better than I'd imagined. Although he felt a little jealous, especially about the way she kissed him with such passion, he had to admit to himself that he was turned on by the scene in front of him beyond all measure. His heart skipped a beat when Craig reached beneath her skirt, squeezing her ass cheeks as he pushed his hips forward, pushing his swollen cock hard against her belly.

Liz gasped into Craig's mouth as she felt his big strong hand squeezing her ass and pulling her closer against his body. His hands felt rough, manly, the hands of a manual worker. Feeling her pussy juices begin to flow, she pressed herself against his large cock. I can't wait to feel that monster inside me. God, I hope Matt can handle what's about to happen. I'm going to fuck both of these men and make him watch.

Liz turned her head towards Ian, tilting her head, indicating that he should join them.

Matt watched mouth agape as Ian got up off the sofa and walked over to the other two, positioning himself behind Liz. He took hold of her waist, moving close so that his crotch rubbed against her ass, forcing Craig to move his hand out of the way. Ian wasted no time at all; within seconds, he reached around her body, taking one of Liz's breasts into his hand, squeezing the soft flesh and teasing her sensitive nipple with his fingers.

Liz stopped kissing Craig, leaning back into Ian as he began kissing her neck.

Craig looked down at Liz's tits, running his hands up over her flat stomach and onto her tits, causing Liz to close her eyes as his fingers brushed over her hard nipples, moaning as she pushed her chest forward into Craig's hand.

Shifting his position on the sofa, Matt leaned back and stretched his legs out, rubbing his swollen cock through his jeans as he watched his wife sandwiched between these two men. The sight of his young wife dancing between them while they both touched her up thrilled him. He began to wonder whether she was going to fuck them both at the same time or individually. God, I hope they spit roast her. She'd look amazing with a cock in her pussy and her mouth at the same time.

While he watched, Craig began to unbutton Liz's silk blouse. Starting at the bottom, he worked his way up, stepping back a little when he reached the last button. Liz looked over at Matt, smiling as Craig pulled the blouse open, fully exposing her tits. Her mouth opened as Craig leaned down, taking her left breast into his mouth as he pushed the blouse from her shoulders, dropping it to the floor.

Liz moaned aloud when she felt Craig's tongue circling her hard nipple. She'd always had sensitive nipples and loved having her tits sucked and teased. Looking over to Matt, she watched as he rubbed his swollen cock over the top of his trousers. He loves it. Any doubts that Matt wouldn't go through with their plan tonight were immediately squashed when he winked at her. Liz smiled, placing her hand onto the back of Craig's head, pulling him hard into her tit.

While Craig was busy playing with her tits, Ian took the opportunity to rub his hands over her pert bottom. Using both hands, he caressed and massaged her muscular buttocks over her skirt. When Liz pushed her ass back at him encouragingly, he reached down, running his hand up the back of her thigh.

Matt watched open-mouthed as Ian's hand disappeared under his wife's skirt. At first, he rubbed her ass, then reached lower, running his hand up the inside of her thighs. Bending his knees, Ian pushed his hand between her legs, moving his hand higher and higher. He must be touching her pussy. I bet she's wet, I bet she's wetter than she's ever been before, Matt thought as he watched another man touching his wife's pussy for the first time.

Liz held her breath when she felt Ian running his hand up the inside of her thigh, pushing her ass back towards him in encouragement. She'd never felt so horny in her life. The fact that Matt was watching her acting like a total slut in front of him was quite possibly the most erotic experience of her life. And that was saying something considering her past. She gasped when his fingers came into contact with her moist pussy lips, moving slowly up between them until his fingers found her swollen clit.

Liz fought to remain standing as her knees grew weak as Ian began rubbing her clit. Craig must have sensed something as he stopped sucking her tits; standing up straight, he held her up in his strong arms.

"Aaaah. Oh fuck," Liz moaned when she felt one of Ian's fingers slip between her lips into her drenched pussy.

Matt watched his wife as her facial expression changed into a picture of pure ecstasy. He must be touching her pussy. I hope he's fingering her! She loves it, the dirty fucking slut. Matt felt a little guilty by his thoughts, but that's what he wanted. He wanted her to act like a slut, to be his slut wife.

Liz reluctantly pushed Ian's hand away, not wanting him to stop playing with her pussy, but felt she would collapse if she stayed standing. Taking both their hands, she led both men over to the larger of the two sofas in the room, directly opposite Matt.

Turning to face them, Liz slowly unzipped her skirt, letting it drop to the floor, kicking it in Matt's direction, leaving her standing naked, apart from her new slut shoes. Liz felt butterflies in her stomach as the two men looked her up and down. She'd thought that she would feel embarrassed, even vulnerable, while standing naked in front of what were effectively two complete strangers. But on the contrary, she felt a sense of control, even power over all the men in the room. She loved being the centre of attention, taking pleasure from all the eyes looking at her naked body.

God, I need a cock inside me, Liz thought as she sat back onto the sofa.

Matt smiled, nodding as he looked at Liz standing naked in front of these two men while they looked her up and down, appraising her body. He began to undo the buttons on his trousers, knowing that he was about to see his fantasy of seeing his wife fuck other men come true.

"Very nice," Craig said, followed by a low whistle.

"Nice," Ian said as he began to pull his shirt over his head. Liz took hold of Craig's waistband, pulling him closer towards her, she began to unbuckle his belt while he also pulled his T-shirt up over his head, throwing it onto the sofa beside Matt as if saying," Look what I'm about to do!"

Once she'd unbuckled his belt, Liz lowered Craig's zip and opened his trousers, pulling them down along with his boxer shorts.

As soon as she saw his cock a broad smile spread across Liz's face. Fully erect and pointing towards her face, his rock-hard cock was a least seven inches long with a nice thick base. Liz was a little surprised to see that he had shaved all his pubic hair off, leaving him completely bald and smooth. God, his cock looks beautiful, Liz thought as she absentmindedly parted her knees while Craig stepped out of his clothes and moved forward, bringing his cock within millimetres of her mouth.

Matt held his breath as he watched Liz sit up straight, her eyes widening as she stared at Craig's cock.

With a quick glance in Matt's direction, Liz smiled as she reached around Craig's legs running her hands up the back of his thighs and onto his ass, pulling him towards her.

Then, looking directly into Matt's eyes, Liz wrapped her hand around Craig's cock, her hands looking small as she was only just able to encircle his enormous girth.

Matt's heart was beating so fast, he felt like he was about to have a heart attack as he watched his wife take hold of another man's cock for the first time.

Oh fuck, suck his cock. I want to see you suck his massive cock, Matt thought as he watched Liz run her hand along his long shaft.

Following Craig's lead, Ian and Matt began removing their clothes while watching Liz examine Craig's cock.

Liz watched Matt quickly remove his clothes and then sit back onto the couch, immediately grabbing his hard cock.

Making sure that Matt was watching her, Liz leaned forward until her lips touched the tip of Craig's hard cock. Then keeping her eyes fixed on Matt, she opened her mouth, sliding her lips over the tip of his cock, taking the head into her mouth while Matt watched. Seeing the delight on his face, she pushed her head forward, her lips sliding down his thick shaft swallowing half of his cock. Christ, he's big. Liz thought, wondering if she would be able to take all of him in her mouth. She had prided herself on her ability to deep throat Matt's average size cock. Indeed, she couldn't recall ever not being able to swallow whole any cock that she'd blown during her slut days before she had met Matt.

Matt watched, fascinated as his wife slid her sensual lips down Craig's thick shaft. The reality of seeing his young wife sucking another man's cock right there in front of him exceeded anything he had imagined. He began stroking his rock-hard cock, fighting the urge to get up and join them. They had agreed that he wasn't to join in until she had fucked whomever she brought home, it hadn't entered his mind that Liz would bring more than one person home with her on her first outing, but now that she had, he couldn't wait to join in.

Not wanting to be left out Ian, knelt on the couch beside Liz, who immediately took hold of his cock, slowly stroking him as she began to slide her lips up and down Craig's cock.

Matt watched, mesmerised, as Liz eagerly sucked Craig's large cock into her mouth. Holding the base of his thick shaft with her fingertips, she looked at Matt as she swallowed his entire cock. How the fuck is she not gagging. Matt wondered as she began moving her head faster and faster.

Craig took hold of the back of Liz's head, pulling her mouth onto his cock as he thrust his hips forward, fucking her mouth, causing her to moan loudly on his cock.

Far too soon for Matt's liking, Liz pulled away from Craigs cock.

"Do you like watching me suck another man's cock as much as you thought you would?" Liz asked as she held both men's cocks in her hands, slowly running her hands along their stiff shafts.

"Fuck me, yes, it's even better than I ever imagined," Matt told her as he lay back onto the sofa, stroking his cock.

"You're not upset I brought home two men?" Liz asked.

"Do I look upset?" Matt said by way of an answer, smiling at his wife.

"No, I just wanted to make sure that you are still ok with this," Liz answered while studying the two cocks in her hands.

Matt watched fascinated as Liz inspected both cocks, lifting them up to look at the underside of their shafts while studying their swollen ball sacks.

Craig pulled his cock away from Liz's hand; turning to Matt, he asked, "You want to watch us fuck your wife?"

"Yeah, "Matt replied, a little embarrassed, unable to meet his eyes.

Craig looked intently at Matt for a few seconds before dropping to his knees between Liz's spread thighs. Nodding his head, he turned to Liz, placing his hands beneath her knees, he pulled her forward until her ass was just on the edge of the couch. Spreading her thighs, Craig looked at her pussy, visibly breathing in deeply through his nose, taking in the scent of her sodden pussy.

While Craig stared at her pussy, Liz pulled Ian's face down to hers, their lips meeting as she opened her mouth, allowing him to push his tongue deep into her mouth. When she felt Ian's hand upon her breast, she moaned loudly into his mouth, placing a hand on the back of his head, pulling him into a deep passionate kiss.

While they were kissing, Craig ran his hands along the inside of her thigh, teasing her by pulling back before reaching her exposed pussy.

Matt watched as Craig slowly moved his face closer to Liz's pussy, using both hands to force her legs even wider.

As soon as she felt Craig's hot breath on her wet pussy lips, Liz reached down, grabbing hold of his hair pulling him roughly into her wet cunt.

"Eat my pussy," Liz pleaded, pushing her hips forward encouragingly. He started slowly, licking around her outer lips, teasing her as she eagerly tried to get him to eat her pussy. Starting at the bottom of her slit, he licked up between her lips, pressing his tongue into her open cunt for just a second before continuing up towards her clit.

"Aaaaah," Liz screamed as she felt Craig's tongue touch her sensitive bud for the first time. Pulling his face hard against her crotch, she began grinding her hips, increasing the pressure on her clit as he flicked his tongue expertly, driving her towards an orgasm.

While Craig worked on her clit, Ian leaned down, taking one of her tits into his mouth. Twirling his tongue around her hard nipple, he sucked hard, drawing her tit deep into his mouth. Liz had always had sensitive nipples and loved it when Matt sucked on her tits while fucking her, but the sensation of having one man flicking his tongue over her clit while at the same time having another sucking her tits was driving her crazy. Feeling what she hoped to be the first of many orgasms building, she looked over at Matt as he sat playing with his cock while watching two men using their mouths on his wife.

Matt sat forward, seeing Craig's tongue pressing against Liz's swollen clit, moving his head from side to side as he rapidly flicked his tongue over her clit, driving her into a frenzy.

"Aaaaahhhh, Ahhaa, oh fuck I'm cumming."

Matt watched as Liz squirmed under the attention of both men, her stomach muscles starting to spasm as she came. Christ, I don't think I've ever seen her cum so fast, Matt thought, sitting up to get a better view of Craig's tongue flicking over his wife's clit.

Matt had conflicting emotions as he watched his wife cumming from the attentions of two other men. Excitement that they were living out their fantasies, guilt that he enjoyed watching his wife acting like a slut, mixed in with a considerable amount of jealousy. Not because his wife was naked and about to be fucked by two other men, but because they had made her cum faster than he had ever been able to do. Was it strange that that was what he was worried about? Shouldn't he be more concerned about her fucking other men in the first place rather than how much it seemed to turn her on? But this was all his idea, he'd encouraged her. So, did he have the right to feel these emotions?

All these feelings were washed away by the pure elation of witnessing his sexy wife with her legs spread wide and another man's tongue lapping at her wet cunt as she came on his face.

Once her orgasm subsided, Craig waited patiently for her to catch her breath before raising himself up onto his knees, bringing his cock in line with Liz's soaking wet cunt.

"Ahh, fuck me... Fuck me while my husband watches it's what he's been waiting for all night," Liz said, looking at Matt as she grabbed hold of Craigs cock, guiding him towards her waiting pussy.

Matt stood, moving over to kneel on the couch beside Liz on the opposite side to Ian, thinking, Jesus, I'm about to watch another man fuck my wife.

Liz looked up at Matt as she pulled Craig's cock closer to her open pussy, "You want to watch, don't you? You want to watch him fuck me," Liz asked in a commanding voice.

"Yes," Matt leaned forward until his head was above her pelvis, giving him the best possible view.

Liz moaned when she felt Craigs large cock come into contact with her pussy for the first time. While she rubbed the head of his cock up through her swollen lips, she shuffled down until she was lying on the sofa with her ass hanging over the edge.

Both Matt and Ian watched awe-struck as Craig pushed his hips forward, the head of his cock disappearing between Liz's puffy red pussy lips.

"Oh, Fuck," Liz closed her eyes as she felt another man's cock enter her pussy for the first time in years. She was surprised not to feel any guilt at all, not even a little bit! And why should she? They had both agreed to this.

The sensation of another man's cock inside her, especially one as large as Craig's, while her husband watched approvingly instantly drove her towards another orgasm. Jesus, he hasn't even started to fuck me properly and I'm about to cum again already! Craig pushed forward slowly, filling her welcoming pussy with his hard cock until he was fully inside.

Matt held his breath while watching Craig keep still inside his wife's wet pussy for a few seconds before pulling out slowly. Christ, his cocks covered with her juices, Matt thought as Craig pushed his cock back into Liz's waiting pussy, this time much more forcefully.

"Ah fuck me," Liz lifted her hips to meet Craig as he began fucking her, slamming his cock into her harder with each thrust.

"Oh God, your cock feels so good inside me," Liz moaned as she turned to Matt, making sure that he was watching this huge cock filling her wet cunt.

This is really happening, oh my God. He's fucking my wife, Matt thought as he watched Craig fucking Liz. It's only been a week since she caught me watching those videos. This is fucking amazing.

"Aahh, that's it, fuck me. Fuck me while my husband watches. Fill my dirty sluty cunt with your cum. It's what he wants. Isn't it?"

Matt turned to Liz as she spoke, her face a picture of pure ecstasy. "Yes," he said, leaning forward, pressing his lips to hers.

Liz opened her lips, allowing Matt to push his tongue into her mouth. Christ, I've just had two other men's cocks in my mouth, and he still wants to snog me! Liz thought, twirling her tongue around her husband's as he explored her mouth.

Matt looked down over Liz's body as he kissed her, watching Craig ramming his cock into her juicy cunt as he fucked her with abandon.

Liz moaned into Matt's mouth as she felt Ian's hand squeezing her tits and pinching her hard nipples. Pushing Matt away, she turned towards Ian, finding his cock just inches from her mouth.

Matt watched, awe-struck as his wife opened her mouth as Ian pushed his hips forward. Liz closed her lips around the head of Ian's cock as she moved her head forward, swallowing the length of his shaft.

Fucking hell, Liz was going further than he'd ever thought she would. Even though they had talked at length about what they wanted to do, Matt had always had doubts she would actually go through with it. But here she was, being spit roasted right in front of him! A cock in her pussy and a cock in her mouth! Fucking amazing. Sitting back into the corner of the sofa, Matt watched his wife give herself entirely to these two men.

Liz moaned loudly onto Ian's cock as Craig picked up the pace, fucking her hard and fast, their bodies coming together with a slapping noise. Simultaneously, her lips slid along Ian's stiff shaft, sucking his cock deep into her throat as her body moved back and forth in time with Craig's thrusting cock.

Matt watched his wife while stroking his cock as she enjoyed the attention of two other men right in front of him. It wasn't long before he felt himself about to cum, so he stopped stroking his cock, wanting to stay hard to fuck Liz once both men had fucked her.

Craig started to grunt, nearing his orgasm. Sensing he was about to cum, Liz pulled her mouth from Ian's cock, looking at Matt as she said, "Cum inside me, fill my cunt with your cum."

Hooking her feet behind Craig's ass, Liz held him deep inside her pussy.

"Aaaah fuck I'm cuming."

Matt watched Craig push forward as his ass clenched, knowing his cum was shooting from the end of his cock into his wife's waiting pussy. His body covered in sweat; he shook as he filled Liz with his sperm.

"Fill me up, fill my dirty slut cunt with your cum," Liz moaned as she felt Craig's cum shoot into her sodden pussy. Moving her hips up and down, she milked his cock, drawing every last drop from him.

"Ahh, Ahhhhhh," Liz moaned, the feeling of another man's cum filling her wet pussy for the first time in years, causing her to cum again. The sound of Craig's cum mixed with her juices as he slowly rocked back and forth inside her could be heard throughout the room.

Once they had calmed down a little, Craig slowly withdrew his cock from Liz's cum filled cunt.

Matt quickly leaned forward, positioning his head directly above Liz's pelvis, watching as Craig pulled his cock out of his wife's pussy. His cock was covered in their love juices, with a thin string of cum stretching from the end of his cock to her pussy for a few seconds before breaking. A stream of cum mixed with pussy juices trickled from her open hole, running down between her ass cheeks over her asshole onto the sofa.

Matt held his breath as he watched, fighting the urge to shoot his load just from looking at his wife's cum filled cunt; he was so excited by the sight of her dirty cunt. His fantasy of seeing his wife fuck someone else was finally a reality and was even better than he could have imagined.

Ian stood up, moving between Liz's spread legs as soon as Craig step back.

"No, wait, "Liz told him forcefully.

Ian immediately stepped away with a look of disappointment.

"My husband needs to clean me up before he gets to watch you fuck me," Liz said, looking at Matt expectantly.

Ever the gentleman, and misunderstanding her, Craig turned, saying, "I'll get a towel from the kitchen.

"No." Liz paused, leaving Craig looking confused.

"He's going to clean me with his mouth," Liz said, looking at Matt.

The look on both Craig and Ian's faces made her burst out laughing. She hadn't told them about this part of their plan. They were both clearly shocked by the idea.

"Fucking hell, are you sure you want to do that?" Craig said, looking at Matt as he rose from the sofa.

"Definitely," Matt replied eagerly.

Matt moved between Liz's wide-open legs, his erect cock pointing straight out in front of him. Kneeling, he stared at her pussy. From this low angle, he could see into her open pussy where a pool of Craigs cum sat just inside her cunt. A large amount of cum had seeped from her, leaving a trail down between her ass cheeks. Fucking hell, her cunt looks amazing, full of another man's cum! This close to her used pussy, Matt's nostrils were full with the smell of sex. Not just the sweet scent of her pussy juices but the strong smell of Craig's cum as well.

"Come on, Ian's waiting to fuck me. Clean my dirty cum filled cunt for him. You don't want your wife to have a dirty pussy when she's fucking other men do you?" Liz said as she took hold of her knees, pulling them back towards her shoulders, giving Matt full access to her used pussy and causing more cum to seep from between her puffy pussy lips.

Unable to resist her request, Matt leaned forward, his heart beating hard in his chest as he extended his tongue, running it up through her wet lips, tasting another man's cum for the first time in his life. Looking at Liz, he smiled, opening his mouth to show her the cum on his tongue before swallowing. He then pressed his face into her pussy, pushing his tongue deep into her cunt, eliciting a loud moan. Eating another man's cum from his wife's pussy was, without doubt, the most erotic thing he'd ever done in his life.

"Clean my pussy. Clean it up before my next lover fucks me, "Liz harshly commanded.

"Mmmmm," Matt moaned, pressing his face into her used pussy, at the same time moving his head from side to side, covering his face in a combination of her pussy juices and cum.

"Fucking hell, I can't believe you're doing that. That's fucking nasty," Ian said quietly, clearly shocked by Matt's actions.

As he moved his tongue down between her ass cheeks, licking up the cum from around Liz's ass hole, Matt thought that that was the most he'd heard Ian say since walking through the door.

"You love it, don't you? You love eating the cum from my dirty cum filled cunt," Liz said, moaning as Matt began cleaning the remaining cum from around her pussy lips.

Matt looked up at Liz; grinning, he wiped his face with the back of his hand before standing. "I fucking love it. You dirty slut."

"I'm your slut wife," Liz replied happily.

As he stepped away, Matt looked at Ian nodding his head towards Liz's open legs, "Go on then fuck my slutty wife," telling him it was his turn to fuck Liz.

Ian didn't need telling twice. He immediately knelt between Liz's spread legs and plunged his cock deep into her open pussy.

"Ahhaa, fuck, that feels good. Fuck me. Fuck me like the slut I am," Liz screamed, pushing her hip forward to meet Ian's thrusting cock as he began fucking her hard and fast.

Matt looked down from above Liz, watching Ian's cock sliding in and out of her used cunt, accompanied by loud squelching noises and the slap of his balls as they hit her ass cheeks with each powerful thrust.

Liz looked up at Matt as he watched her fucking another man for the second time that night. His pleasure at seeing her fucking other men was written all over his face. Oh, fuck, this is fucking amazing. He loves it. He loves watching me fuck other men and acting like a slut. I guess I didn't quite believe him when he said that's what he wanted, but clearly, it is.

Feeling another orgasm building, Liz commanded Matt, "Suck my tits. Suck my tits while he fucks me and fills my dirty slut cunt with his cum."

Matt watched Ian's cock slamming into her pussy for a few more seconds, then leaned forward, sucking one of her tits into his mouth, causing Liz to moan with pleasure as he scratched her sensitive nipple with his teeth. The feeling of her tit moving beneath his mouth, wobbling as Ian's thrusting cock moved her whole body back and forth, only adding to his satisfaction.

"Oh fuck, your cock feels so good inside me. Fuck me hard so my husband can watch. He loves seeing your hard cock sliding between my pussy lips. He loves watching you fuck me."

Ian slammed into her a few more times, pushing her up onto the sofa with the force of his thrusting cock before pulling out and standing.

"Get on your knees. I'm going to fuck you from behind," Ian told her.

"Mmmm, that sounds good," Liz sat up, moving to kneel on all fours on the mat in the middle of the room, spreading her knees as wide as she could, pushing her ass back in Craig's direction, giving him a fantastic view of her open cunt and asshole.

Ian stood behind Liz, looking down at her, seeing her open ass cheeks and invitingly wet cunt.

"What a fucking view," Ian said, running his hand up over her pussy lips and continuing up between her ass cheeks, pressing his thumb against her exposed butt hole.

Matt sat on the sofa, watching as Liz moaned loudly, pushing her ass back into Ian's probing thumb. Then to his complete surprise, Ian roughly slapped first one ass cheek, then the other, leaving red handprints where he'd struck her.

"Aaaah, that's nice. I'm a dirty little slut wife. I deserve to be punished," Liz said, looking at Matt as she said it, inviting him to slap her ass as well.

"Slap her ass," Craig said from his position on the sofa.

Standing, Matt looked down at Liz from behind. What a view! He thought as he looked at her spread ass cheeks and exposed asshole. Her puffy red outer pussy lips were wide open, revealing her inner lips. The mixture of her pussy juices and the remains of Craig's cum had left a frothy white mess around her open pussy. God, she looks so fuckable. I can't wait to plunge my cock into her cum filled cunt.

With that thought, Matt spanked Liz on the ass, a satisfying loud slapping noise filling the room.

"Mmmmm," Liz moaned as he spanked her again, closing her eyes. Oh, fuck, that feels good. Kneeling on the floor and feeling completely exposed in every way and at the mercy of three men was driving her crazy. She'd never wanted to be fucked so badly in her life.

"Ahhhhhh," Liz looked back over her shoulder. Matt had just slapped her pussy, sending a jolt of pleasure through her whole body.

Matt slapped her wet cunt again, making sure to hit her clit, causing her to scream out in ecstasy. Before he had the chance to spank her again, Ian stepped behind Liz, intending to continue fucking her.

"No, wait," Liz said.

Then looking at Matt, telling him, "Lay on the floor," seamlessly changing from a submissive role to once again being in total control.

"No, lay with your head towards me." She said as he began to lay with his head away from her.

Matt did as he was told, laying on his back with his head just below Liz's.

Liz leant down, kissing him passionately, pushing her tongue into his mouth and moaning as she felt Ian's fingers massaging her asshole. Once the kiss ended, she crawled forward over his body, positioning her crotch directly above Matt's face.

Matt looked up at her stretched and open cunt, thinking that she wanted him to eat her out again. That was until he saw her turn to Ian, saying, "Now you can fuck me."

Time seemed to stop for Matt as he watched Ian kneel behind her, lining his cock up with her invitingly open cunt. At first, he felt unsure and a little embarrassed about being so close to another man's hard cock. Although he wanted to eat their cum from his wife's used pussy, he had no desire to touch another man. However, his insecurities quickly disappeared as he looked at the fantastic sight just a few inches above his face.

Matt watched wide-eyed as Ian rubbed the head of his cock up through Liz's pussy lips, which seemed to part of their own accord, inviting his cock into her warm moist hole. He drew his breath in sharply when Ian once again plunged his cock deep into Liz's waiting cunt.

"Ahhhhhh, fuck, that feels so fucking good. Ohhh God, watch him fuck me. His cock feels so fucking good inside my wet cunt. This is what you wanted, isn't it? Now you can see up close as he fucks me," Liz said, leaning forward, blowing on Matt's twitching cock as Ian pulled his rock-hard cock out until only the tip of his swollen purple head remained between her puffy red lips.

"Fuck me, yes," Matt was too busy watching as Ian rammed his cock back into her wet cunt to answer her fully. The excitement of seeing another man's cock plunging into his wife's pussy this close was way beyond anything he had anticipated. Liz's pussy lips stretched back as Ian withdrew again, leaving his cock smothered in a combination of pussy juice and a small amount of Craig's cum. Being this close, the smell was amazing, the sweet smell of Liz's wet cunt and a tiny hint of fresh cum.

Ian began fucking Liz hard and fast, driving his cock deep into her waiting pussy as she pushed back towards him in time with his thrusting cock increasing the force.

Matt watched Ian fuck his wife for a few minutes, amazed that he hadn't cum yet, sure that he wouldn't last long once he got to fuck her cum filled cunt.

Unable to resist the urge to touch her, Matt reached up between her legs, running his hand over her smooth pussy mound until his fingers found her sensitive clit.

"Aaaahh," Liz moaned as he began to move his fingertips rapidly across her swollen clit.

The sight and sound of Ian's cock pounding Liz's wet cunt along with his fingers moving over her clit filled the room, bringing a smile to Matt's face. As he rubbed her swollen clit, he could feel Liz's warm breath on his cock, adding to his pleasure.

"Oh, God, I'm going to cum. Fuck me. Aha Fuuuuuck," Liz screamed as another orgasm flooded through her body.

As soon as he heard these words, Ian said, "I'm going to cum too. Cum on my cock while I fill you with my cum." Adding as he looked down at Matt, "You're a fucking lucky man. I hope when I get married, I can turn her into a slut just like your wife."

"Ahhhhhh, fuck. I can feel him cumming. He's filling my dirty slut cunt with his cum.... I fucking love it." Liz leaned forward, resting her head on Matt's rock-hard cock while they both came.

Matt watched from below as they both came. Ian held himself deep inside her used cunt while his cock twitched, pumping her full of his cum. At the same time, he watched Liz's stomach muscles quivering as she also came. Matt moved his hand away as a small amount of cum seeped from between Liz's pussy lips and Ian's cock, running down over her clit. He instinctively closed his eyes as a small glob fell onto his face, just missing his eyes.

Matt opened his eyes just as Ian slowly pulled his softening cock from Liz's cum filled cunt.

"No, wait," Liz told him forcefully. "Stay inside me while I move up."

Liz shuffled forward on her hands and knees, with Ian struggling to stay with her as she moved down over Matt's body a few inches, bringing her cock filled cunt directly above his mouth.

Looking back at Matt, Liz told him, "Open your mouth."

Matt dutifully opened his mouth as Ian slowly pulled his cock from her full cunt. As soon as the tip of his cock exited her pussy, it was as if the dam had opened; a stream of cum flooded out of her cum filled cunt into his mouth.

"That's it. Open your mouth and eat the cum from my slutty cunt. You wanted me to fuck them. Now you have to clean up my dirty cunt before I let you fuck me."

Matt swallowed rapidly as his mouth filled with a combination of Ian's cum and Liz's pussy juices. Having Liz dominate and humiliate him in front of other men wasn't something they had discussed. But as strange as it seemed, he loved it. Having her take control gave him a sense of release, of peace.

"Wow, that's fucking hot," Matt heard Craig say from behind him as he drank down the cum escaping Liz's open pussy.

Hearing those words, Liz lowered herself, sitting on Matt's face. Planting her cum filled cunt over his mouth, she moved her hips in a circular motion rubbing her wet pussy all over his face covering him in cum and pussy juice. Then easing the pressure on his face allowing him to take a breath, she said, "Stick your tongue inside me, clean my dirty cum filled cunt."

Matt dutifully pushed his tongue into Liz's pussy, amazed at how smooth and slippery the inside of her cunt had become. Liz moaned loudly above him as he scooped out Ian's cum with his tongue, swallowing as much as he could. Once he'd felt he'd cleaned the inside of her pussy he moved to her clit, sucking the swollen bud into his mouth, then began flicking his tongue back and forth, driving her into a frenzy.

Liz ground her pussy against Matt's mouth, moving her hips in time with his expert tongue. Leaning back, she placed her hands on the floor above his head, pressing her weight down on his face smothering him with her wet cunt and ass cheeks. After a few seconds, she placed her feet on the floor, raising herself like a crab, she moved forward an inch or so then sat back onto matt's face.

Matt breathed in deep, filling his lungs with air, opening his mouth, just before Liz sat back on his face with her asshole over his mouth. While both Craig and Ian watched, he began licking her asshole, pushing the tip of his tongue into her while she pressed herself down onto his face again. He could taste both men's cum around her asshole from where it had seeped out of her used cunt. Christ, I should be embarrassed eating her ass in front of other men, but I love it. I love her dominating me, treating me like the cuckold bitch I am!

Matt couldn't quite believe how much he enjoyed her dominating him, even humiliating him in front of these men.

Just as he thought he would pass out from a lack of oxygen, Liz raised her ass off his face. Standing up, she turned around, placing one foot on either side of his waist, asking, "So... do you want to fuck your dirty slut wife now?"

"Fucking hell yes."

Liz smiled at him as she knelt astride his hips. Taking hold of his cock she lined the tip of his cock up with her very wet pussy.

Matt watched as Liz slowly sat, watching his cock disappear into her cum filled cunt. He couldn't recall her pussy ever feeling so good. Warm and very wet, and unbelievably smooth from the lubrication of two men's cum. When he felt the warmth of two loads of cum around the head of his cock deep inside her used cunt, he thought he might cum straight away. Luckily, Liz must have sensed this as she stayed very still, giving him a minute to regain control. Even so, it took all his willpower not to cum.

"Christ, your pussy feels good," Matt told her once he'd calmed down a little.

Liz leaned forward, kissing him while keeping herself fully impaled on his cock.

Liz whispered into his ear so that Craig and Ian didn't hear. "I'm glad we did this; I love you so much."

"I love you too," Matt whispered back as Liz began to move her hips back and forth, rubbing her swollen clit against his pelvic bone.

Matt began moving his hips as she kissed him again, sliding his cock in and out of her used cunt. He started ramming his cock into her as hard as he could, enjoying the squelching sounds of his cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy.

Liz sat up, dropping down hard onto Matt's hard cock in time with his thrusts.

Matt watched her tits bouncing as she began to bounce on his cock. A bead of sweat ran down between her tits into her belly button.

"Fuck me. Fuck my cum filled cunt... You love it, don't you?" Liz raised her arm above her head, lifting her tits high on her chest while Matt watched them bouncing.

Taking hold of her hips, Matt drove his cock into her wet cunt, Saying, "I fucking love it. Your cunt feels so fucking good, full of cum."

"God, I love being a slut wife," Liz replied, looking at Craig, who sat on the sofa with his now once again hard cock in his hand.

Matt noticed Liz looking at Craig, "Why don't you suck his cock while I fuck you."

Liz smiled, nodding her head. Christ, he really does want me to act like a total slut for him. It's not enough I've just fucked two men in front of him; now he wants to see me sucking another man's cock while he's fucking me! Lizwatched Craig get up and walk towards her until he stood beside her head.

"You want me to suck his cock?" Liz asked Matt, wanting him to tell her again how much he wanted to see her act like a slut for him.

"Yeah, I want to watch you suck his cock," Matt said, pulling her down roughly onto his cock driving his hip up forcefully to emphasise his desire to watch her with a cock in her mouth while he had his cock in her cum filled cunt.

Liz looked at Matt for a few seconds, then turned her head. Craigs cock was just a few inches away, erect and pointing at her face.

Matt watched wide-eyed as Liz took hold of Craigs cock, running her hand along his long shaft a few times before opening her mouth and sliding her lips over the head.

Liz moaned as she swallowed him deep into her throat while at the same time lifting herself a little and moving her hips back and forth as Matt plunged his cock into her cum filled cunt.

Watching her lips sliding along Craig's cock proved too much for Matt.

"Aaaah, fuck, I'm going to cum," Matt thrust his hips upward as Liz dropped her weight onto his cock, holding him deep inside her wet pussy.

"That's it, cum inside me. Add your cum to my dirty slut cunt. Fill me up! Ahhhhhh, three loads in one night, God that's so fucking horny. So, fucking dirty," Liz said, taking hold of Craig's cock jerking him off while her husband began to pump his spunk into her waiting cunt.

Matt's whole body seemed to go into spasm as he shot spurt after spurt into her, adding his load to her cum filled cunt.

Liz smiled down at Matt as he came, all the while continuing to stroke Craig's cock.

Once Matt had finished cumming, Liz leaned forward, lifting her used pussy from his softening cock, a thin line of cum streaming out from between her open pussy lips.

"God, I love being your slut wife," Liz told him, kissing him softly on the lips before turning to Craig, then over to Ian, saying, "Now you can both fuck me again, make me your cum bucket."

Without waiting for Matt to move out of the way, Craig stepped over his legs kneeling behind Liz and roughly plunged his cock into her full pussy.

The rest of the night was a blur of fucking and sucking, each of them fucking her at least one more time.