Shopping with Your Wife

This is a purely fictional and all characters are over the age of 18. This story was written for a husband I met on Literotica who wanted to share his hot, mature wife with me.

I watch her hips swaying in front of me as I follow her through the mall in a form-fitting dress that leaves little to my imagination. I follow her into the lingerie section of a department store and seeing her look at bras I say: "Getting that for your lucky husband?"

Cheryl pauses looking at me. "Hmm. Maybe, I don't know... I do like this one and this is beautiful too..." She said fingering another bra.

"God, you must look so beautiful and sexy in something that," I say.

Cheryl eyes me as she takes a pensive breath. "Why, thank you. You really like them don't you?" She says, pushing her breasts out subtlely toward me.

"Uh-huh. Just imagining you in that is turning me on. But I bet you look so hot in anything, or nothing."

"Oh, you are bad," she smiles and laughs, "What's your name?"

"Paul... Your body is beyond belief, Mrs... and you are so beautiful, elegant really, which makes me hard..."

"My name is Cheryl... Thank you, sweetheart. You are naughty."

We stare at each other and I am wondering about her husband. I break the silence.

"Well?" I say.

"Hmm?"

"You going to model that for me or what?"

She glances at the lingerie in her hand. "Oh, I don't know, I don't know you... Paul... I'd feel awkward and bad, but..." She paused. "It might be fun."

"I can help you figure out if your husband would like it..." I smile.

Cheryl's inner horny slut wants to show me so she thinks."Okay, but just a peak, maybe in the dressing room." I follow her and stare at her ass rubbing my stiffening cock through my jeans.

I walked to the dressing room and close the door. I lean into Cheryl trying to kiss her but she pushes me back. "Wait..."

She turns around and strips, putting on a little show. I can't believe what I am seeing. Cheryl's hot body is revealed as she drops her dress to the floor. Then she takes off her bra she shakes her tits at me looking me in the eyes. Then she puts on the new bra -- "See anything you like?" she says. "Well? I hope that dazed look on your face is a good sign."

"Jesus Christ," I say. "You're so fucking beautiful."

I reach down and rubbed my cock, which is throbbing at full mast and bulging like a cucumber in my jeans. Then looking into her eyes, I reach out to pull a little at the bra cup. "You have beautiful nipples."

"Oh, Paul, you're being bold, aren't you?" With my hands still on her tits, your wife reaches up to finger one of the bra cups. "This material is so nice."

Staring at Cheryl's bountiful tits I let my fingers drift up to the sides of her bra, admiring the material again. Then I slid them down over the cups and gave her breasts a hard squeeze.

Cheryl draws a long, rasping breath. "Oh, Paul, no," she whispers, her head falling back arching her back in response and bringing her married body closer to me.

"You're so beautiful," I whisper as I kiss her, thrusting the tip of my tongue into her mouth.

Suddenly, Cheryl faces me, grabs my head and sticks her tongue down my throat in response. A passionate married wife kissing a stranger. I know something else is going to happen.

Cheryl moans and pushes back, "Oh, honey, we can't do this. It's crazy."

Before she can say anything else, I reach up and unclasped her bra. Her tits bounce out and I squeeze them hard -- so firm and big. Then I lean down and took her right nipple in my mouth.

"OH," Cheryl calls out.

My tongue licks her her aureole, and her nipple immediately stiffens. I flicked my tongue over the tip of it. Cheryl panted. "Oh, my god," she moaned. Her fingers run lovingly through my hair, her motions slow and massaging. Her nails scratched the back of my neck. Her grip tightened after a moment and she guided me to her other breast.

Meanwhile, I fondled her ass with both hands, thinking about what to do next with my hard cock.

"Oh, my god," I moan. She pulls my face from her tits and we look at each other. Cheryl is breathing hard and her bare tits, wet with my saliva, are heaving up and down with each gasp.

"Ooh, Paul," she say, "I want you to fuck me with your big cock."

Hearing those nasty words from your wife sends lust up my spine through my erection. I unzip my jeans and yank them in one frantic movement. My big cock springs out and Cheryl strips out of her panties to show me all of the glory of her naked body.

Then your wife has me sit on the bench in the dressing room with my cock pointing straight up waiting for her to mount me. I stroke it with one fist. "Is this what you want, baby?" I ask. "You want to ride this with your married pussy?"

Cheryl bends down gets on her knees in front of me in the small dressing room. She tongue kisses my cock head before looking me in the eyes. "YES!" she hisses.

Then she moves forward massaging her clit and she positioning herself over me. My cock is between her legs as she braces herself over me. Her weight slowly bears down on me as she takes my enitre length in a smooth motion -- we both moan in delight. "Holy fuck baby."

Cheryl grinds slowly on me as I feast on her tits. Her hard nipples in my mouth, I can feel her juicy cunt squeezing on my cock. I look down between us and see our hot connection -- married cunt on hard stranger cock.

Cheryl looks down too. "Ooh, yeah, baby, my pussy's wet and I want to cum on your cock. Make me cum. Fuck good me, Paul."

Your wife flexes her hips a little, angling for her own pleasure. I begin sliding my throbbing cock up into her pussy. It grips me like a hot, wet vise as I push up into her hot mommy pussy.

"Ooh, baby, give me all of it." Cheryl coos as she starts to bounce and ride on me. "Ungh! God, this is going to be so fucking good!"

"Jesus, Cheryl, your pussy is so good!"

She bounces her hips to get me going and I began thrusting up in and out of her pussy with steady, moderate strokes.

Cheryl grunted and bucked her hips to meet my thrusts. Her hands on my shoulders.

"Is that good?" I ask.

"Ooh, baby, it feels great, but pump faster. I'm so fucking horny," she says.

My cock pistons in and out of her, making a sloppy sound in your beautiful wife's cunt. Her huge tits wobbling sensually, but when I speed up the fucking, they go ballistic. I want to suck them as I hammer Cheryl's pussy but can't manage.

"Ooh, Paul, you're fucking me so good," Cheryl says. "Kiss me, sweetheart." I lean in and our tongues mash against each other.

Then we both look down. The lips of her pussy are stretched taut, clinging to my veined dick.

"Ooh, baby," she says, "Look at your cock pleasing my pussy. You're making me feel so fucking good, Paul. I just can't believe we're doing this. Don't you dare stop. You're so fucking me so good."

Cheryl's tone gets nasty. "Ooh, yeah, Paul, give it to me. Come on, stud, you're not supposed to do this to a married woman, so you'd better make it worth it. Let's cum together. I want your cum inside me for my husband. Ooh, yeah," she snarls. "Pound me, baby. Slam my pussy with your big, long, hard cock!"

"Oh, yes, Paul! Fuck me! Oh, god, yes. Yes! Oh, Jesus Christ, honey. Oh, Christ, Paul, I'M CUMMING!" she groans. I knew I couldn't hold back with your bombshell MILF wife riding my cock and her tits all over my face. "Oh, Paul, don't stop. Oh, fuck me, baby, keep pumping your cock up into me... oh, now, yes. Yes. Yes. YES. YES! YES! YES! OH, GOD, YES! FUCK ME, PAUL! OHHH! OH, GOD! OHHHHHH! OHHHHHHHH!"

She starts tonguing my ear and I grunt, arching upward and flexing my ass up and savagely shooting my white hot cum into her cunt. Filling her as I convulse.

Then your nasty wife quicking dismounts and gets between my knees again to jerk my cock. The last few streams of my cum landing on Cheryl's face. It splatters on her beautiful lips and she moans and licks it off her upper lip. A final cord of semen shoots from my dick onto her lips.

I can't believe how much cum I squirted and neither can Cheryl. "Jesus Christ, Paul. I am so full and you taste so good." she says gazing down at my still hard cock.

Panting from her orgasm, Cheryl asks, "Oh, baby, that was so good, but you're still hard? Mmm, do you want some more of my married pussy or maybe my asshole?"

"Oh yes, I want more of you Cheryl."

Without another word, she crawls off me and starts dressing. I watch in awe and stroke my cock.

"Do you want to fuck me some more in my marital bed? My husband won't be home for hours baby. And you can play with these all you want. I love what you did to my tits." She beckons as she squeezes her tits back into her old bra.

"I'm gonna fuck your tits when we get to your house and finish in your married ass."

"Baby, I am looking forward to it." She says with a smile. "I want you to slide every inch of that big cock back into all of my holes where it belongs. Follow me home."

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