First Watch…
Some time ago, my first wife, Beverly (Bev) and I decided to experiment with an open marriage. Things had gotten a little dull for us in bed while we were in our late 30’s and early 40’s. This experiment sounded like a good idea. I had long been aroused by thinking about my wife having sex with other guys and had expressed the desire to watch her getting it on. She was not in favor of me watching her at all. She was however very interested in the hot wife sharing scenario as it is phrased today. No humiliation, control or shaming at all was on our agenda. Just a simple open marriage where we both could play outside but my desire was sharing her with other guys rather than my actively playing with women. As it happened, I did eventually develop a taste for women other than Bev on occasion as time passed in our experiment.
We had been going to country and western clubs twice a week on Thursday and Saturday nights as a couple to dance and drink for about a year and I occasionally got to enjoy watching her dance with other guys. I especially enjoyed it when the club turned the lights down low, and the songs were slow. Her dance partners were always young and almost always seemed to let their hands find and then roam around her nice ass during the dance and at the end, on occasion they would kiss. We continued this way for about a year and during sex, I would ask her if she enjoyed the guys feeling her ass? Sometimes, she said she did which invariably made me cum instantly.
We lived on the west coast and I had been appointed to a State Board that required me to travel to the State Capitol at least once or twice a month. I had flown up to the Capitol on this particular Thursday morning for a 2-day meeting and we had agreed that she would go dancing alone that night. This wasn’t the first time that this had happened… in fact, it wasn’t rare at all for her to go dancing alone when I was at my meetings which often lasted two days.
On this Thursday, we finished our business early, so I rescheduled my flight home that evening. When I landed at the airport, it was about 10:30 PM. We lived about 30 minutes from the airport, so I decided to drive to the country club to surprise my wife. I couldn’t call her because this was in the days before cell phones. During the drive, I imagined walking into the club during a slow dance which instantly had me hard thinking that I might have a chance to see my wife in the arms of another guy taking liberties with her ass without her knowing that I was there watching. My hard cock lasted the entire drive. It was still hard when I pulled up in the parking lot. Since I was wearing a suit, it would be pretty obvious that I had a hardon, so I ended up sitting there for about 15-minutes before it went down thinking about boring things.
Finally, I got out of the truck, spruced myself up a bit and started walking toward the club. As I approached the front doors, I heard the music stop and noticed a stream of people coming out of the front door en masse to cool down. This was common when the band took a break. I figured it would be idiotic to try to swim upstream in the throng of people exiting the club, so I stepped to the side of the front door. Then I saw my wife… and she had a 20-something guy in tow by the hand. Her royal blue silk blouse had more than the normal number of top buttons undone, and she was looking straight ahead as if she was on a mission. She didn’t see me, and I decided not to call her attention to me. My cock had figured it out even though I hadn’t as it was already rising.
Once they got past me, I watched where they were heading… they went around the side corner of the front of the building and were heading toward the back parking lot which had no lighting. The only lighting was provided by some cars leaving.
I slowly followed in their direction. As I got to the back of the building, I could see them approaching her little sports car. When they got to the car, she was about to unlock the passenger door for him to get in when he suddenly took ahold of her shoulders and spun her around. He stepped into her pushing her back against the side door and kissed her passionately. My wife now had her arms up and around his neck as they kissed longer and deeper. I could see she was pushing her pelvis in a gyrating motion against him. I was stopped dead in my tracks at the back corner of the bar!
Pretty soon, she lowered her arms and started massaging his ass all the while pulling it toward her gyrating hips. Then, he lowered his head to kiss her on her neck… it was a very long kiss. While he was kissing her neck, one of her legs lifted toward his crotch. He pulled his head and upper torso back away from her and both of his hands went to her breasts… his massive hands engulfed both of her breasts as he kneaded them harshly. It was obvious that he was squeezing and pumping them to the point that I thought she would be feeling pain but all she did was kiss him more passionately.
She sidestepped toward the rear of the car pulling him with her. When they got back by the trunk, she loosened her arms from him and spun around and bent over the trunk. She then reached back and hoisted her short suede skirt up to her lacey panty line. He bent over her as she lay face down on the car trunk and started dry humping her ass right there in the parking lot.
A saw couple of girls walked by and they said, “Get a Room!” in a rather loud voice.
He stopped the dry humping but started whispering something in her ear which I obviously couldn’t hear. They both stood, got into the car and started working the mechanism to put the top down on her little car. She started the car and before they pulled out, I took off in a sprint to my truck. I figured that they would drive the short distance to a local motel. I got to my truck at the front of the building just in time to see Bev driving toward the freeway entrance. I followed them up onto the freeway at a safe distance behind. Bev drove about 5 miles to an offramp that lead to the local State College. At this point, I figured I better stay further back as she might notice my truck. They drove right to the college and pulled into one of the student housing parking lots. I went to a different entrance where I could find a parking spot behind and a little off to the side of Bev’s car. I doused my lights and sat there alone with my very hard cock.
The second that they parked; they were kissing again. I could see him unbuttoning her blouse and unhooking her bra. Then, although I couldn’t really see all that much, it was obvious that this young college kid was sucking one of my wife’s tits. He was what I remember now as a 20-something kid wanting… a sexy older woman with nice fleshy tits and a sweet tasting pussy with no feminine odor. Bev has a wonderful pussy and magnificent C-cup tits. Every young horny guy’s wet dream! It was obvious that she was enjoying him sucking her tits. It appeared that he was also finger banging her because she was lifting up in her seat on occasion.
Then, my dream came true. She pushed him back over into his seat and got up on her knees in her seat. I could see her exposed tits hanging below her as she leaned over him as he cupped one in his hand. She was undoing his belt and unbuttoning his Levi’s. He lifted up in his seat to pull his Levi’s down then settled back into his seat. She leaned over, kissed him deeply. Then her head lowered, and I knew that she had his cock in her mouth. He was a very big, framed guy, and I am guessing that she couldn’t get very much of it into her mouth, but I was watching my wife suck a guy’s cock and, in my mind, he had a huge cock just for her enjoyment! Her ass was up in the air and he was now finger banging her pussy while she sucked him. Every now and then, she would lift her head up and they would kiss. When she did this, I could see her tits dangling below her. She must have sucked him for ten to fifteen minutes. Then, he laid his head way back and his arms began jerking… this young college student was cumming in my wife’s mouth and I knew it! I had been dreaming of this scene for years and years. I had jacked off to the thought of this type of scene many times and now I was living it. I know that most guys express that they are in a quandary when first seeing their wife having sex with another guy, but there was no such quandary for me. I was hyperventilating due to my hard breathing as I watched my wife!
The passenger door suddenly opened, and I could see Bev stretching out of the car and spitting out a mouthful of cum. She didn’t swallow, but gawd, she sucked him until he came in her mouth! I was in heaven and my cock was amazingly hard! Since I was behind her, I unfortunately couldn’t see his cock even with the door open. But my mind painted a very detailed picture of his huge cock in my beautiful wife’s mouth. I did in fact relish the actual vision of her spitting his cum out.
I figured that I needed to leave before they spotted me. So, while they were still tangled up, I started my truck and drove home. Massaging my hard cock, the whole way home but being careful not to cum. I wanted to cum in Bev tonight after I convinced her to tell me the story.
I got home and looked at the clock… it was right at 1:00 AM. I undressed and lay in bed. Then, I thought, while we are having sex, I’m going to want to watch her suck one of our dildos. I got three different sizes out and put them under my pillow. It was murder laying there waiting for her. My mind was imaging a million different things. The fact was though, that I had watched her suck a guy off and I loved sharing her with him. Now, I want more! About 2:30 AM she finally pulled into the driveway. My heart was in my throat and racing.
Bev comes running in shouting, “I’ve gotta pee!!!”
When she finished, she came into the bedroom like nothing was amiss getting undressed.
“How was dancing,” I asked?
“Wait… what are you doing home?” she asked with her voice increasing a little in volume at the end of her question.
“No meeting tomorrow, so I caught a flight earlier this evening. I got in about 1AM,” I said leaving out that I had landed several hours before. “So, how was dancing?” I asked again.
“Really good… I liked the band a lot, they have never played there before, and I hope that they come back,” she said.
“Anything else?” I asked. “Why don’t you put something sexy on and come to bed? I’m really horny for some reason,” I told her.
“Sure,” she said rummaging through her drawer with all the nighties. “How about this one?” she asked holding up one of my absolute favorites.
“YES!” I said, “No panties though. I don’t want to fiddle with access.”
“I can see that,” Bev retorted. “Why are you so eager tonight?”
“Oh, we’ll talk about that,” I told her as she snuggled in next to me.
“The first thing is,” I told her in a low voice, “you know I would love to watch you having sex with another guy and you know that whenever you dance, and some guy plays with your ass it really turns me on.”
“I do know that,” Bev returned.
“Well then, can you explain the hickie on your neck” I asked?
“What Hickie?”
“This one right here” and I touched it… now, kiss me and tell me about it.
Bev was silent for about 30-seconds. Finally, she answered while I was continuing to stroke her nice new hickie that wasn’t from me.
“I was dancing with a young college kid and after a slow dance, he gave it to me on the dance floor. I tried to stop him, but I guess I didn’t try soon enough. He had felt my tits as we were dancing if that helps you a little,” she said reaching for my very hard cock. “I see that it does help” she said as she fondled my cock and balls while French kissing me.
“Yes, I like seeing that hickie… and this one on your left tit,” I told her.
“Oh my god, I have no idea how that got there!” she shrieked. “He just felt my tits a little on the dance floor. A couple next to us told us to “Get a Room” and I was so fucking embarrassed!”
“Oh, two couples told you to get a room?” I asked?
“Huh? No, just one… like I told you.”
Hmmm,” I teased. “I could swear I heard a couple of girls tell you two to get a room in the parking lot behind the bar,” I told her.
Silence for another 30-seconds.
I figured that I better end the game and fess up as to what I has seen and enjoyed. I was really feeling the need to let her know that I was ecstatic and didn’t want her on the defensive. Lock a woman that is invested in a lie and she will never admit it. So, I kept my mouth shut at that point and started kissing her. I could taste cigarette smoke instead of cum. Bev doesn’t smoke… ever. I was kissing and playing with her tits and licking the big hickie on her left tit. I really liked that hickie more than the one on her neck. It too was nice but the tit hickie was smoking hot!
I moved my hand to her pussy and began enjoying it. She was already very-very wet. Perhaps she was ‘still wet’, I wondered? Could he have left some cum in her? Afterall, he took an hour and a half longer than me to get home. I thought… Did she fuck him? I wondered as I licked my now sopping wet fingers? YES! Bev’s beautiful pussy was full of his cum! Now, I could tell it was dripping out of her… my wife’s pussy was oozing another man’s cum and I had to try it.
During our working up to the open marriage, Bev would on occasion climb up and sit on my face after we had fucked. In those days, I came buckets and she wanted me to eat every drop as she told me about boyfriends that she had fucked before we met that liked her to do this. I also loved it and I loved the stories of old boyfriends fucking her. When we finally made the decision to open the marriage, she would tell me it was the cum of guys that she would like to score with as I was eating my own cum out of her.
Knowing that this was the cum from a guy she had just an hour or so ago fucked, I had to taste it. I started moving my way down to her pussy leaving her beautiful tit hickie behind.
She stopped me dead in my tracks with a very loud “NO!!!” while grabbing my head.
I moved back up and kissed her gently. Then, I kissed her again and again. Finally, I said, “I watched you suck a young guy off in the parking lot of the State College earlier tonight and I loved watching you sucking his cock. I saw him sucking your tits and I saw you spitting his cum out after he came in your mouth. Bev, I love you and I really loved watching you suck his cock tonight. I do love you! We have decided to open our marriage up to other sex partners and I want to know about the guys that you choose to fuck. If you don’t like me watching, you at least owe me the story of what you did with them afterward. I prefer to know immediately afterward while we are making love not the morning after. I want to know all of your juicy details… and if they cum in you, I want to eat the cum out of you just like we have been pretending. Now that you have had a guy, I am happy, but I need for you to tell me about it while I eat you and while we fuck.”
More silence…
Then, whispered, “okay, you saw me at the club and in the school parking lot, now, I’ll tell you every detail as you clean all of his cum out of me. I do hope that you enjoy eating his cum and fucking me afterward. I also hope that I enjoy telling you all the details… but I can’t promise it… I did fuck him, and I loved doing it!” she finally answered.
“His name is Jeff, and he is only 21, he is a junior at the college majoring in engineering. I literally could only get the head of his cock in my mouth, but I loved his cock. It was the thickest thing I have ever seen… when he put it in me, he tried to be gentle, but it was so painful. I loved every second of that pain. He wasn’t long lasting but short as it was, I loved it. When he started to cum inside me, he immediately took it out of me and climbed up and put it in my mouth… I sucked the head for a little bit more and then he finished cumming totally filling my mouth. This time, I swallowed some but most of it just gushed out of my mouth. His cum ruined my beautiful blue silk blouse,” she told me.
“I will be saving your blouse as a souvenir,” I told her, adding “I’ll gladly buy you another blouse!”
“I just can’t get enough of him,” Bev said. “He was a bit clumsy, and I enjoyed it that way. It makes me think I can teach him a thing or two. He ate me out before we had sex, but he was much too rough. He thinks teeth are a good thing for eating pussy and I don’t. I want to teach him how to enjoy eating pussy. After we had sex, we cuddled for a long time. He finally asked if I was seeing anybody? I nearly broke out laughing. I told him, no, I’m married, and my husband likes me to go out to get fucked. He knows I want to screw young guys and you are my first. Let’s just say that he was very shocked.”
I kissed her several times more, sucked her tits for a bit and then slowly kissed my way to her waiting cum filled pussy. Spreading her legs for this first time was a memory that I will never lose just as watching her suck him and spit his cum onto the pavement are forever memories now. As I began licking her, she told me her story of how he fucked her in his dorm room. I loved hearing her. I could tell that she was turned on telling me every little detail. She finally told me that his cock was bigger than our largest dildo. I asked her to take the big one out from under the pillow and to suck it as I was eating his cum from her pussy, I wanted to watch her sucking a cock while I ate her out. She again told me Jeff’s cock was so big it hurt but it was a good hurt, and she wants to feel it again, but she doesn’t want me watching her with him. I think she liked telling me how big he was. She said Jeff fucked her in a way that she really liked even though he didn’t last long. Bev chalked that up to him having his fantasy of fucking an older woman. She told me he did cum as much as I do, perhaps even a little more than I do.
When I had eaten all the cum I could, I moved up and inserted my cock into her. She pulled the dildo out of her mouth and we kissed passionately. I still had some of his cum in my mouth and it was all over my beard. She took as much as she could while we were kissing and swallowed some of it. I loved the ultra-loose feel of her pussy that night. It was a feeling that I would come to recognize on many of her ‘nights out’ in the future. All in all, I had been hoping and dreaming of this for years. It had finally happened that night.
Bev did fuck Jeff off and on for the next year until he graduated and moved away. They initially had a couple of official dates, dinner before sex in a local motel. I had the pleasure of paying for both their dinner and motels. I loved the thought of my 40-something wife meeting Jeff in a motel only for carnal reasons. I was rewarded with her sex stories after both dates. After that, their coupling became simple booty calls. If he went out and didn’t score with a lady his age, he would call my wife and she would race out to meet him in a convenient motel in the middle of the night. If she went dancing and failed to land a new young cowboy, she would call Jeff and meet him in a motel. I loved getting her monthly credit card bills and finding her motel and bar charges. Bev denied ever giving him any cash, but I have always had my suspicions. My reward besides knowing that I was footing her sexual activities financially were always her hot stories with Jeff as I was getting sloppy seconds. I especially loved the stories while she was sitting on my face telling me every juicy detail. I sincerely missed them when he finally moved away.
Bev eventually agreed to one more watching episode which is a future story with a different guy that I paid to have sex with her. Unfortunately, I have had to be content with only the two watching episodes but, I still to this day jackoff thinking about that very first memorable watch episode. We did divorce about ten years later, but I do still have fond memories of Bev and the many stories that she told me over the following years. I felt that our open marriage experiment was finally off to a really great start! I couldn’t wait for more of Bev’s stories with different guys.