I Found This Story Hot!!!

I've changed this a bit from the original...

I have been stressed out lately due to being unemployed and bills climbing to the wazoo. Anyway, I was telling John my troubles and he suggested that what I needed to do was put some spark back in my marriage. I asked him how and he suggested one way was 'role playing' and said that is what he did to put some spice back in his marriage. He explained role playing to me and when I asked him for ideas he suggested that I buy some men's magazines like Gallery or Penthouse Letters and read the letters that the readers sent in. He said the great thing about role-playing was that you could take your fantasies and act them out in your bedroom. It did not matter what they were, mild, wild, weird or way out and off the wall because they were going to take place in the privacy of your own home.

My wife readily agreed to this as long as it stayed fantasy's . We bought a copy of Penthouse Letters and Joanna and I would spend hours reading the letters to each other - especially the hot wife stories!!. At first just reading the letters would get us hot and we would end up ******* like sex crazed rabbits. Our sex life went from once or twice a month to three or four times a week almost overnight. Then we started telling each other our fantasies and we incorporated them into our lovemaking. All was great for about a year and then I began to push for taking our fantasies out of the house and into public. Our biggest fantasy involved exhibitionism and fidelity and I  wanted to actual do it and not pretend. To be honest the thought did appeal to her too. She'd get incredibly wet when I asked her if she'd prefer that I had a larger ****. At first she answered like she thought I wanted her too. I told her to be honest and when she said it would be nice if I was a bit longer I did get hard. I pointed that out to her and its gone from there.


For the next six months we took major chances in public without getting caught. We ****** on the grass at a near by park (okay it was 10 at night but it WAS a friday and anybody could have just ambled by); she let me finger her at two in the afternoon at the park by Niagara Falls ( all sorts of people passed within 20 feet of us, slightly elevated on the sidewalk we were down by the river I had her skirt up to her waste and her silk panties pushed to the side.  We live in Florida and **** on the beach at twilight. Our sex life is great.


 Even from when as a little kid when I read stories in Variations et al. The ones where husbands had promiscuous wives made me really hard. I'd wonder where I could find one and how badly I'd like her to take my virginity!!
Well my first serious relationship was with a rather open minded young lady (she was 17 had her own place, a kid, and was endless drama) Our first major problem was when we had a fight and didn't talk for a few days. We made up within a week and were back to doing it like rabbits. She had to make a confession and told me she had slept with someone while we were broken up. I felt like I had been physically hit... HARD.
She eventually told me it was my best bud. I had to decide to dump her (plus all the sex etc). Drop my best buddy (and all our good times) or both. I pragmaticly decided that I really didn't want to drop either and then remembered the stories I used to read and now I was the Hubby (boyfriend). That made my **** twitch.
I told her I was okay with it and she soon had me convinced to go to his place so she could do it some more ( my best bud evidently had a bigger shlong).  I did find it erotic watching him overcome his reluctance as my g/f began to tease him and run her hands over him. It WAS pretty hot watching her sit on his MUCH larger **** and watching it slide into her. Finally being able to slide into her after my friend had just dropped a large load into her. sloppy seconds.

Now I was into my second marriage and with a very conservative "good girl".

I had stopped at an adult bookstore to buy a ***** and some scented oils and I went back into the arcade booths to watch some films and maybe get an idea or three that we could use in our sex games. I noticed that several of the booths had holes gouged out of the walls and when I got home I told Joanna about them. She became very excited about going to the store and doing something in one of the booths that some one could watch through the holes in the wall. I was just a tad reluctant to go as up to that point we had been doing stuff on a dare hoping not to get caught. If we did what Joanna wanted we would be doing something knowing that we would be seen and I wasn't comfortable with that. Joanna worked at it and she finally wore me down.


The next evening after we had both gotten home from work and had eaten dinner we went down to the adult bookstore. I got five dollars worth of quarters and we went back to the arcade where Joanna checked out every unoccupied booth until she found the one she wanted. It did not dawn on me until later that the booth she picked had holes in both walls. We entered the booth and locked the door behind us and I fed quarters into the machine while Joanna was pulling down my zipper and taking out my ****. For the next several minutes she sucked on my **** like a woman gone mad. I had her take of her panties and straddle me facing the opposite wall and as my **** entered her she began making the little sounds that she makes when she is being ******. The sounds attracted whoever was in the next booth and we could see movement around the hole and knew that we were being watched. That excited the hell out of Joanna and I began to think I might have to stuff Joanna's panties in her mouth before her cries of pleasure brought management down on us and got us throw out of the store.

Coming as an absolute surprise to me a **** worked its way through the hole in the wall in front of us. Coming as an even bigger surprise Joanna leaned forward, took the **** in both hands and began ******* it off. I was so stunned that I just sat there as my wife slid up and down on my **** and jacked of the one coming out of the hole in front of her.  I just sat there and watched. Soon the **** in her hand began to spit out its white fluid onto her hands and then slowly, as if reluctant to leave (and I'll just bet that it was), the **** withdrew from the hole. We heard the door to the other cubicle open and close and then Joanna's mystery partner was gone.

Joanna leaned back against me and took her panties and wiped off her hands and then she whispered, "God but I feel so wicked. Am I a ****? Do you think I'm a **** for doing that?"

At that point all I wanted to do was **** my randy wife senseless. In only moments I shot what I thought must have been the largest load of my life into my wife's sucking ****. Then I said that we had better get out of there and Joanna asked if we couldn't stay just a little bit longer.
Now I'm not nearly as depraved once I've come. Actually I get kinda possessive and jealous. Not Homicidal, just that I don't get off, at that time,on my wife being slutty (as much). I gave in, but told her that I needed more quarters and I told her to lock the door behind me and that I would knock twice when I got back.

It might have been my imagination, but it seemed like every eye in the store was on me while I was getting more quarters. When I got back to the booth I knocked twice and waited, but Joanna didn't open the door. I knocked again and still got no response. Noticing that the next booth was empty I went in, locked the door and bent down to look through the hole in the wall. What I saw took my breath away. My wife was on her knees and sucking a **** that was sticking through the hole in the opposite wall. Her mouth was wrapped tight around it and she sucked on it for what seemed like hours before I finally saw white stuff leaking out of the corners of her mouth. The tramp!! She made every effort to keep the **** in her mouth and drain it of every drop, but it quickly went soft and withdrew through the hole.

I started to get up but I was not quick enough. There was a knock on the door and Joanna, no doubt thinking it was me, opened the door. The man who walked in already had his **** out and in his hand and Joanna took one quick glance at his face and then went to her knees in front of him. She sucked the strangers **** for several minutes and then he pulled her up, spun her around and bent her over so that she had to lean on the seat with her hands. She gave a sharp cry as he pushed his bare (and large!) **** into her and then started moaning as the man ****** her from behind. It was too much for me. I took my **** out and shoved it through the hole in the wall. I felt Joanna's mouth fasten onto it and I lasted all of sixty seconds before I started to get hard again. I pulled my **** back through the hole and bent down to watch the stranger **** my wife. Joanna started to shudder and I knew that she was going to have a huge ****** and in the middle of it I saw the stranger stiffen and I knew that he had just *** in my wife.

I was waiting outside the door when the stranger came out. He took no notice of me, just zipped up and walked away. I entered the booth to find Joanna wiping her face with her panties. She looked up at me with concern on her face.

Did ya like what ya saw? she asked me coyly.

I took her in my arms and kissed her forehead.
As we left the arcade there were a lot of wolf whistles, foot stomping and shouts of, "Way to go Babe" and "Hurry back sweetheart." Joanna turned and waved and as we walked to the car she looked at me with an expression that said plain as day, "Can we? Can we go back someday?"

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6 Responses Mar 18, 2009

i love it

great story

Thanks for sharing!!!

Congrats on your outing.<br />
Anybody know of a few places around Albuquerque, NM suitable for this type of experience? I would love to take a trip there and experience a similar public event.

Great story. Have you read about Meriah and our heighbor?? A true story!! Can you add us to your circle? We'd love to see your pics. Thanks!

lol... thanks. It sucks but this too shall pass.....