Horny wife’s mid-life crisis 2.

Robin was taking a late night flight home. That afternoon, she called me and asked me to meet her in the bar of the hotel that is in the airport terminal. She wanted me to wait until a half-hour after her plane had landed, and to initially act like I didn’t know her. She asked me to sit on the other side of the bar for awhile and just watch how men reacted to her. When I arrived at the bar, I stepped inside and glanced around for Robin. I spotted her sitting around the corner of the bar, where the light was subdued even more than normal. She was wearing the short black mini-dress that I had bought her. It was very low cut in front with only two tiny shoulder straps holding it up. From the way her tits were spilling out of the top, I guessed that she was wearing the black lace bra that she had been wearing when she left. I also guessed, correctly as I later found, that she was also wearing her black, french-cut bikini panties.

I watched for a few minutes while several men brought her drinks and tried to pick her up. Robin chatted with each for a few minutes, then sent them on their way. The next one, however, she continued to talk to for quite a while. He was a good-looking guy in his early 30’s; about 6′ and 180, dressed in a suit, apparently here on business. Robin had spotted me and glanced up several times, so I slipped out the back door and came back around to the front again. This time I approached them. “Can’t leave you alone for a minute, can I?” I joked to Robin as I kissed her. I noticed that the guy had a wedding ring on; safe and discrete if anything developed. “We’re just talking and having a drink, hon.” Replied Robin. “This is my new friend, Jerry.” I could tell she had quite a buzz from the drinks she had had. Her eyes had that half-closed look that told me that she was horny and getting excited. “Any friend of my wife is a friend of mine!” I said as we shook hands. We all had another round or two and after a few minutes of small talk ‘chit- chat’, Jerry realized that I wasn’t upset because he had hit on Robin and he started telling me how lucky I was to have such a beautiful, sexy woman. “Sexy is an understatement!” I replied, “Sometimes she’s almost too much for me to handle!” “That’s right!” said Robin, “I’m just all that! No mortal man can keep up with me!” While we talked, I had my arm around her and had been gently rubbing the side of her breast which was obviously getting her turned on. Since her dress had slid up nearly to her panties, I moved my hand, tracing a line down her back with my hand and then laying it casually on her upper thigh. I began tracing circles around her inner thigh with my fingertips, occasionally touching her pussylips through her panties. She began to breath harder and laid her head on my shoulder. I noticed Jerry glance down, watching our little show.

The bartender came over and told us the bar was closing. I said that we better get going, although we were all pretty drunk by now and I wasn’t sure I could drive. “Why don’t we go up to Jerry’s room and have another drink?” cried Robin, “Jerry said he had a bottle of Wild Turkey when he asked me to go up with him before you got here!” Jerry rolled his eyes with a pained expression. “Good idea!” I said, to his surprise.

As we rode the elevator and walked the hall to Jerry’s room, Robin and I were hugging, kissing and groping each other. She was horny and ready; I was getting stiffer by the second. When we got in the room, Jerry made us all strong drinks, Robin turned on some music and we started slow dancing. Robin was humping my leg, her dress had ridden up over her ass so her panties showed. She was rubbing her cunt up and down my thigh as we danced. Jerry had taken off his jacket and tie. By the growing bulge in the front of his trousers, it was obvious that he was becoming aroused by Robin’s wanton sexuality. “Damn, you guys are gonna fuck right in front on me in a minute!” he said. “Its been a long day, and I’m not used to this humidity. I’m gonna jump in the shower.” He grabbed a robe and went into the bathroom. I’m sure that he hoped that Robin would join him; when she didn’t, he was out in a few minutes.

I was only wearing a pair of gym shorts and a t-shirt, no underwear. A damp spot was forming on the front of my shorts from my precum, and my thigh was damp from Robin’s wetness. “Did you think I was going to get in the shower with him?” asked Robin. “Did you want to?” I replied. “Did you want me to?” she asked. “Only if I can come too” was my answer. “I love you, you kinky bastard.” she said. “I love you, too.” I replied. We both knew what was going to happen. After all, it was just sex, not love. Just before Jerry came out, I reached behind Robin as we danced slowly, and pulled down the zipper to her dress, sliding the straps over her shoulders. The dress fell around her ankles. We were both drunk, our inhibitions numbed, and horny. Robin simply stepped out of the dress and stood in her black lace bra and tiny, french-cut black bikini panties. The panties were soaked and her hard nipples were clearly visible thru the thin bra cups.

Jerry came out of the shower wearing his silk robe, tied loosely around his waist. The top was open, showing a thick patch of black hair on his well developed chest. Robin is one of those women who is really turned on by body hair on men. I have hair covering my whole body, even some on my cock, and while that’s a turn off to some women, Robin loves it. When she saw Jerry, her eyes locked on his hairy chest. “Why don’t you dance with Jerry for a little while?” I suggested. “I’ll just sit this one out and watch you two.” Robin and Jerry began to dance. Soon he was forcing his leg between hers and she was sliding her pussy up and down it. She was very aroused and trying to rub her nipples against his chest hair. “You should help the poor lady take her bra off so she can properly rub her tits on your fur, Jerry.” I said. Robin didn’t say a word, just looked right in my eyes as Jerry unlatched her bra and pulled it off, letting her tits swing free. She kept looking at me as she pressed her boobs against Jerry’s chest. She was so buzzed and so turned on that all she could think about was her pussy sliding on Jerry’s leg, her nipples dragging across his chest hair, and her husband watching her from across the room, stripping his clothes off, his prick standing straight up hard against his stomach.

As they writhed together, more fucking than dancing, Jerry’s robe came untied and fell open. When she felt Jerry’s hard cock press against her, she gasped as she realized the size and weight of it. Jerry’s cock was huge, at least 8″ long and as thick as Robin’s wrist. It was so big that even though erect, it was too heavy to stick straight up. It jutted out at about a 45 degree angle, like a battering ram. “Go ahead, Baby, you can touch it.” I said, “I’m sure Jerry won’t object if you stroke it a little.” “Its so fucking big!” cried Robin, as she ran her fingers up the shaft. Jerry’s cock twitched as she touched it, and a drop of precum dripped down the head of my pole as I watched my wife playing with another man’s hard cock. She slowly stroked her hand up and down the length of the shaft; Jerry began to moan. I stepped behind Robin, bent down and quickly pulled her panties to the floor, leaving her completely naked. Then I grabbed both tits and pinched the nipples hard. She groaned loudly and squeezed Jerry’s cock. “Does that hurt, Baby?” I said. “Oh god, Yes!” She moaned, “Don’t stop!” Then I said to Jerry, “She loves her nipples pinched and bitten, the pain makes her cum! Touch her, see how wet she is.” I put my foot between Robin’s ankles and spread her legs as I continued to twist her nipples. Jerry slowly rubbed his fingertips across Robin’s cuntlips; she hunched forward against his touch. Jerry stroked Robin’s clit and slid two fingers inside her. Then, while I was still holding her by the boobs, he dropped to his knees and buried his tongue in her pussy. Robin squirmed and groaned loudly as Jerry ate her cunt. He licked up and down her slit and sucked her engorged, erect clit between his lips, and flicked her clit with his tongue. Robin had already been on the edge of orgasm; in seconds she was cumming, her pussy juice running into Jerry’s face as he kept lapping at her cunt.

Robin was just getting started. She really needed a hot, hard one; and Jerry’s was ready. As she pulled him up off his knees, she turned to me and said, “You’re really ready to let him fuck me, aren’t you?” “Would you be able to stop now, even if I wanted you to?” I replied. “Its just sex, not love, remember?” “OK, Baby, you let this get started, now you’re just gonna have to watch the fun!” Robin took Jerry’s hard rod and pointed it between her legs. Jerry began thrusting it between her cuntlips, trying to get it inside. Suddenly, Robin twisted away, pulling loose from my grasp. “No, baby.” She said, “You don’t get to hold me. You sit on the other bed where I can watch you jerk off. I want you to be able to see this big cock fucking my pussy!” Robin pulled Jerry down on his back on the bed. She climbed on top of him and guided the thick head of his prick to her cunt. She was staring at me as she began to hump, sliding his hard cock between her wet pussylips, coating it with her juices. “Don’t move, lover.” She said to Jerry, “Hold very still until I tell you. I want you to be like a statue while I ride your prick!” Then she took his shaft in her hand, parted her cuntlips with the head, and slowly lowered herself, impaling herself on Jerry’s rod. Robin let out a gasp as the thick cock split her cunt and penetrated deep inside her. “Don’t move!” She cried out, as she began to alternately lift and lower herself, sliding her hot cunt up and down on Jerry’s cock; and grind herself ‘fore and aft’, rubbing her clit against his pubic bone.

Sitting on the other bed, watching that big cock sliding into my wife’s slick cunt, was almost more than I could stand. My prick was hard as a granite column and pre-cum was literally dripping down the shaft. “Jerk off for me!” Cried Robin, as she used Jerry’s cock like it was a dildo. “Stroke your cock! I want to see you cum, Baby!” That was enough for me! I rubbed the palm of my hand in a circle around the head of my cock, coating it with my slick pre-cum, then I wrapped my hand around the shaft and slowly began stroking myself; going from the base of my shaft, up until my hand closed over the top of my head, squeezing a big drop of pre-cum out of the hole with each stroke.

Robin and I were essentially fucking each other from across the room. Watching me pump my cock while she was ‘showing off’ with Jerry, had Robin ready to cum; that big cock rocking in her cunt didn’t hurt, either. Watching her wantonly enjoying a strange cock pumping into her pussy, and knowing how aroused she was getting by watching me masturbate, had me ready to explode. Seconds later, Robin grabbed Jerry’s hands and put them on her tits. “Fuck me hard, now!” She screamed, as she began to bounce wildly. “Oh, yesssss! I’m Cuuummmming!” Watching Robin’s orgasm wash over her put me over the top; as I stroked and jerked on my cock, it suddenly began to pulsate and a hot stream of thick jism spurted out and landed on my chest. Robin watched, wild eyed and still cumming, as several more spurts of hot cum shot out of my throbbing cock and landed on my chest and belly. Just then, Jerry grunted loudly and his body tensed as he shot loads of spunk deep inside Robin’s pussy.

Afterwards, we all laid on the king-sized bed and Jerry and I both massaged Robin and played with her sensitive areas until, turned on once again, she grabbed both of our cocks and began stroking us until we were both hard and ready. This time, we all stayed on our hands and knees and while I pumped my stiff cock into her cunt from behind, I watched her give Jerry the best blow job he’d ever had. Robin licked the shaft and head, then sucked as much as she could down her throat, stroking Jerry’s cock with her mouth. Then she’d lick the head with the tip of her tongue again, lapping up the pre-cum that was bubbling out. In a few minutes, Jerry was groaning and thrusting his cock into Robin’s mouth as he exploded in orgasm, blasting spurts of hot cum right into Robin’s throat. She sucked him dry, swallowing his whole load. The visual was too much for me to stand, and I shot my hot cum deep into her pussy.

After we’d had a rest, Robin jumped up, grabbed the chair and pulled it next to her bed. Then she got me to sit in it and ‘tied me down’ with the belt from Jerry’s robe. Of course, I was naked and my hands were free. Then Robin got on the bed with Jerry and, kneeling over him so her tits hung down, began rubbing her breasts and nipples all over his body. Occasionally, she would suck and lick his cock and balls. Obviously, he was soon very hot and rigid, and my prick was also coming back to life. Robin laid down on the bed, got Jerry to straddle her, and held his cock between her melons so he could fuck her tits. My cock was instantly rock hard and aching for release; I began jacking off, stroking my shaft as fast and as hard as I could. Robin was partly propped up on the pillows; trying to watch me and, at the same time, keep her head up so that she could see Jerry’s cockhead push out from between her tits and so she could lap at it with her tongue. Robin’s big, soft boobs were too much for Jerry. In a short time, he lost control and began to cum. As his cock thrust between Robin’s tits, a thick stream of hot cum splashed against her chin and face. She took the head of his cock in her mouth and sucked him until he was spent. Then, while he was still hard, she pulled his prick inside her where he thrust hard and fast, trying to make her cum. She was on the edge of an orgasm when I began to spurt, the cum pumping up and running back down, all over my cock and hand. Seeing me jerk off made Robin cum hard, thrashing and moaning as Jerry pumped into her.

Finally, we were all exhausted; it was time to go home. We all got into the shower to clean up. Robin got very clean with four hands soaping her up all over. Some parts got extra attention; she lathered us both up, as well. We gave Jerry our number and E-mail address, in case we wanted to get together again, and we headed home, tired but happy.

A Wife’s Mid-Life Crisis – Part III: The Lawn Man

After our first two adventures, I’ve realized that I’m an incurable voyeur. Watching Robin expose herself to other men and especially watching another hard cock thrusting in her sexy pussy can nearly make me cum without my prick even being touched. So when we drove down our street and she saw “the lawn man”, I was immediately interested in giving my mower a rest and letting him do the work for awhile.

We were just going to the store, driving down the street, when Robin cried out, “Oh Baby, now there’s what you can get me for my birthday!” “Huh?” I said. “Right there.” She said. “The guy on the mower, what a hunk-a-burning love!! He’s making me all wet.” I looked up and saw an attractive guy of about 25, riding a mower. Like me, he was very hairy all over his torso, which is a big turn-on for my wife. He was in shorts and shirtless and had a good physique, lots of muscles. I also noticed the phone number on his truck; it was almost Robin’s birthday, after all.

The next day, I called the number and a woman answered. I inquired about the lawn service and the woman said she’d send her husband around. Good, I thought, married. Clean and discrete. A few hours later the guy showed up. Luckily Robin was out. I wanted to surprise her, or rather have the lawn man surprise her. He began to pitch his service when I told him that I usually cut my own grass. “Well, OK. Why did you call, then?” He asked. Might as well just get to the point, I thought. “Well, actually, my wife saw you working the other day and she really got hot over you.” I replied. “So I thought I’d see if you were interested.” “What?!” He stammered. “Interested in cutting your lawn, or interested in your wife?” So what if this guy wasn’t a brain surgeon, I was fairly certain that Robin wasn’t interested in his intellectual capacity. “Mowing the lawn for starters.” I told him. “You could make us the last job of the day and when you finished, you’d be welcome to cool off in the pool.” We have a screened in-ground pool and deck behind the house, with a whirlpool spa on the deck. The back yard is surrounded by a 6-foot wood fence to ensure privacy from the neighbors. “You’ll have another account and a pool to jump in at the end of the day, and my wife will get excited watching you work and take her horniness out on me afterwards.” To clinch the deal, I showed him a picture of Robin wearing a tight dress that showed off her hourglass figure. Her big tits were pushing up out of the low cut top. “Wow!” said the lawn man. “She’s hot! What do I do if she makes a pass at me?” “Well, you’ll just have to figure that out yourself.” I replied. “You could just follow her lead.” “But wouldn’t you get pissed if your wife was hitting on me?” He asked. “Well, let’s just say that I’ve become very understanding.” I told him. We agreed that he would cut our lawn on Thursdays, which was the very next day.

When he arrived, Robin was out by the pool, naked as usual, laying on a towel and dozing in the sun. When the lawn man started unloading his mower, I came out and told him that I had to leave for several hours, and reminded him to try the pool when he finished. And then, as I got into my car, I handed him an envelope and asked him if he would hand it to my wife when he saw her as I’d forgotten to give it to her. I drove around the block and parked down the street. When I saw him open the gate and drive his mower into the back yard, I snuck into the house so I could watch the yard and pool area from our bedroom window. When Robin heard the riding mower being driven into the yard, she sat up, grabbed another towel and covered herself. When she saw who it was, she looked back up at the house and smiled. She couldn’t see me, but I figured that she knew I was there, watching her.

Robin watched the lawn man as he bounced around the yard on his mower. It was hot and all he was wearing was a pair of loose fitting gym shorts. He was watching Robin as he mowed, realizing that she was naked under the towel that she had draped over her. Robin had slipped a hand under the towel and although she was still covered, it was obvious that she was fingering herself. Robin would masturbate at the slightest provocation these days; and when she got herself off, it just made her hornier for the real thing. As the lawn man mowed and watched my wife play with her pussy under the towel, he too, started to get excited. His cock started to make a bulge in his shorts and he slipped his hand off the steering wheel and rested it in his lap, slowly rubbing himself. Soon the head of his cock popped out from under the leg of his shorts. He just left it out there, bouncing with the motion of the mower. It was a big , thick one and I could see my wife watching it bounce and stiffen. Soon she was finger fucking herself with both hands and the towel started to shift, sliding off her tits, exposing her hard nipples. Now Robin and the lawn man were watching each other touch themselves as she laid on the pool deck and he sat on his mower. Just before he finished mowing, she came. Her moans were drowned out by the mower engine, but she arched her back, lifting her hips off the deck as she orgasmed. My prick was hard from watching Robin masturbate herself in front of this stranger. I wanted to run out and jump on her, but I was afraid I’d scare the lawn man off, so I stripped off my clothes and waited. Almost as soon as she had relaxed and pulled the towel back up, the lawn man finished and came inside the screenroom. As he walked up to Robin, I could see that the tip of his cock was still showing under the leg of his shorts. “Hi.” He said to my wife. “I’m the new lawn man. Your husband hired me. He asked me to give this to you when he left earlier.” He handed Robin the envelope. She opened it and found the birthday card inside. I had simply written, ‘Happy early birthday, Sweetheart. This is your present. Go for it!’ Robin smiled and set the card aside. “Your husband said that I could use the pool when I was done.” The lawn man asked. “Is that OK with you?” “Sure, anytime.” Said Robin. “Oh, I forgot to bring a suit.” The lawn man said, “And I have to wear these shorts home. Do you have a suit I could use.” Robin smiled at him. “You don’t need a suit, we never wear them. It’s a house rule here.” As she spoke, she sat up, letting the towel fall into her lap, then got up on her knees in front of him; the towel falling to the deck. I could see the lawn man’s cock start to twitch and begin to lift the leg of his shorts. “Anyway, it looks like a suit would be too confining for you in your condition.” Robin said, as she rubbed her hand across the head of his cock which was peeking out of the leg of his shorts. “Oh, that’s a nice one!” she cried, “Let’s get those shorts off.” Robin reached up and quickly jerked the lawn man’s shorts down around his ankles; his stiffening cock sprung up and bounced against her face. This had all happened too fast for the poor guy; he just stood there dumbfounded. Robin stood up, sliding her tits across the lawn man’s ample manhood as she did. She pressed up against him. “Now isn’t this better than wearing a nasty old swim suit?” She asked, “Wouldn’t you rather swim with me naked? I’ll like the feel of your big cock against me in the water.” Robin looked back at the house, toward me, as she gave the lawn man a sexy kiss. I could see her tongue snake into his mouth as she wiggled her naked body against his, her big tits mashed against his chest. She had just reached down to grab his prick when he lost his balance on the edge of the pool and fell backwards, pulling both of them into the water. As they stood up, his feet just touching the bottom, Robin put her arms around his neck to keep her head above water. One of the lawn man’s hands was pinching her nipple, the other was below the water. From the way Robin was squirming and moaning, it was obvious that his hand had found its way between her legs and he was playing with her pussy. After a minute, she began to slide herself up and down against him. I knew from experience that she was rubbing her clit against his stiff cock. He threw his head back and started to moan, then he just grabbed her with one arm and lifted her up. “Not yet!” Cried Robin, “Don’t put it in yet! Play with me some more!” The lawn man didn’t even reply. His other hand aimed his cock and he lowered Robin onto his staff and guided it to her cunt. She was trying to make him wait, but like some wild animal, he just fucked her, standing in the pool. As soon as he spread her cuntlips with the head of his cock, he thrust up into her all at once. “Ohhhhhh, godddd!” Robin cried out, as the lawn man’s thick, long cock rammed up into her. “Ohhhhhh, Yes!” She cried, as he pumped her hard and fast, “Ohhhh yes, fuck me, fuck me!”

I couldn’t stand watching this from the window any longer. My cock was hard as a marble column and cum was dripping out of the end. Naked and erect, I walked out onto the pool deck. Now Robin had two hairy men, one who already had his cock inside of her. “Having fun, Baby?” I asked her. “Ohh, Baby, he’s fucking me now!” She moaned, “His cock’s so big!” “Is my Baby going to cum?” I asked, “Are you going to cum with that big cock in your pussy?” “Oh, yeeesss!!” She screamed, “I’m cumming now! Oh god, I’m cumming! Ohhhh!” Robin bounced up and down as the lawn man thrust into her and made her cum, impaled on his fat cock. When her orgasm had subsided, the lawn man lifted her up on the side of the pool with her legs hanging over the side. Robin lifted her legs over his shoulders as he touched her pussylips with his tongue and began to slowly lick her cunt up and down. Robin began quivering and moaning as her pussy was eaten out; it was more than I could stand to just watch. I straddled her and put my cock between those big, soft, sexy tits. Robin reached up and pushed them together, surrounding my hard cock in a soft breast sandwich. Every stroke, Robin would stick her tongue out and lap at the head of my cock. The lawn man was sucking her cunt harder now. He was alternating between sticking his tongue in, licking her slit, and sucking on her engorged clit. Robin was about ready to cum again, humping back against his tongue. I could feel that tightness in my balls that signaled that I was about to lose my load. I thrust my prick between her tits faster, using them to get myself off as she wiggled and squirmed underneath me, the lawn man’s tongue making her groan with pleasure. Suddenly she tensed and then let out a long, loud moan as she came. Keeping her eyes open as she orgasmed, she looked up at me with that expression that can only mean that she’s cumming now. I lost it then; my cock started pulsating and I shot out a big load of milky cum that hit her in the face. I pumped out several more spurts that landed on her neck and boobs. Seeing me blow my load on her made Robin cum again. We fell back, winded.

The lawn man hadn’t cum yet. Robin tried to get him out of the pool, she wanted him to fuck her on the deck. “I can’t.” He cried, “I’ve never been unfaithful to my wife, and if I don’t cum inside of you, it won’t count.” He seemed really upset by what he’d done. Right, I thought. He’s already stuck his cock in my Robin, fucked her and sucked her to orgasms, but if he doesn’t cum in her its OK? Robin respected his wishes, even though his erection said that she could have had him if she’d tried. She slipped back into the pool with him, got him to float on his back, and took his hard cock in her mouth. She sucked him in, circled his head with her tongue, and slid her lips up and down the shaft. Soon his cock was jerking and he was moaning, obviously about to cum. “Finish it for me.” Robin told him as she released his cock, “I want to see you cum. Stroke it and make yourself cum.” She was fingering herself under the water as the lawn man took his cock in his hand and jacked himself off until he let out a moan and long streams of thick, white jism shot from his cock and landed on his chest and belly. Robin started cumming again, from her own finger, as she watched the jism spurt out of his cock.

After the lawn man had taked a quick shower to wash his cum off of himself, and Robin’s pussy juice off of his face, he came out and started to explain how he didn’t mean for things to go that far, because he was faithful to his wife and all. I stopped him in the middle of his explanation. “Its OK.” I said, “we understand. And, by the way. You’re fired!”