Message-ID: <33622asstr$1006431004@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: From: SlipperyQuill@aol.com X-Original-Message-ID: X-ASSTR-Arrival-Date: Tue, 20 Nov 2001 08:25:48 EST Subject: {ASSM} My Favorites REPOSTed: True Sty [? ;^) ] Date: Thu, 22 Nov 2001 07:10:05 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, IceAltar True Story This is a true story that deals with sexual matters. If you shouldn't be reading it, or if you find sexual matters offensive, please stop here. This is a first attempt. Be nice. One of the promises Ruth and I made when we were first married was that we would keep our sex life interesting and fun. I was 22, and she had just turned 18 a month before our wedding. (Yeah, I know - too young - but here it is 18 years later and we are still together so go figure.) Anyway, it was 1980 and we wanted adventure. At first, we took baby steps. I loved to have her wear short skirts without panties when we went out. Soon I was able to convince her to keep her pubic region shaved. We did a lot of touching and fooling around in public, which Ruth loved (still does). Thinking about being exposed to others was an immediate turn on for my wife. This led to trips to the local adult theater where Ruth would show more and more as she got hotter and hotter. She loved that guys were jacking off looking at her, even though she wasn't willing to touch them. For my part, watching guys jerk off to my wife started me thinking and fantasizing about her making love to other men. We incorporated talking about it into our lovemaking, and the resulting orgasms were so fantastic soon we were talking about it every time we made love. I suppose it was enevitable that we would finally take the next step. One of our early discoveries were vibrators, and Ruth loved them. So much so that with 4 months she had worn out her first one. For a week she had bugged me about getting her a new one, and finally I told her if she wanted one that bad she would just have to stop at an adult bookstore on her way home from work and get it herself. Shyness was never a problem for Ruth, so she had no problem doing so, and when I arrived home to an empty house one evening, I realized she must be running her errand as she always beat me home. The thought of my hot young wife in an adult bookstore all alone had me hard in no time. (This is probably a good place to stop for a description. Since this is a true story, there won't be any 38ee boobs or perfect Barbie measurements. However, it is no exageration to say Ruth was, and is, a looker. At 19 she could have been a model. 5'9", 125, 34-21-35, perfect skin, brown hair, and the most perfect brown eyes God ever made. Legs? Oh yeah. Although I'm 5'10", her waist is a good 6 inches higher than mine.) When Ruth walked in she looked anxious, and I asked her what was wrong. She was shaking when she answered, "Honey, when you talk about wanting to see me with a guy are you serious?" It was my turn to be anxious. I could feel my heart pounding. I was stunned. "Maybe you need to tell me a little more here." I said. Ruth told me she had been followed out of the bookstore by a guy who struck up a conversation with her about how hot he thought it was that she would go into a bookstore alone. As I said, Ruth isn't shy, so she had no problem having this conversation. He asked her if she wanted to get together, and although Ruth found him attractive she told him it depended on what I would say. She did give him her phone number and asked him to call her in an hour. Now she was asking me what I wanted to do. I was feeling a lot of things, mainly my heart pounding in my chest. Finally I was able to tell her I thought our marriage would survive and it sounded hot. Almost like magic the phone rang. Ruth answered it, and the seductive and wanton tone she took told me it was him. She invited him over and he said he would be there in half an hour. To say we waited nervously is an understatement. Well, at least I was nervous. Having won my permission, Ruth settled into a calm anticipation. Bob arrived almost exactly on time. I was feeling the mixed bag of excitement and jealousy you would expect as we made small talk. Ruth had said he was cute, and I couldn't deny he was a handsome man. Ruth was practically purring. After a few minutes of small talk there was an awkward, embarrassed silence finally broken by the sound of the zipper being lowered on Ruth's pants. She shimmied out of them, revealing her long legs to Bob. He moaned at the sight, although whether it was her legs, her lack of panties, or her shaven pussy that brought on the moan I don't know. I was pleased that she turned her first attention to me. She kissed me and unzipped my jeans, pulling my hard cock out into the open. I was in heaven when she sunk to her knees and engulfed me in her mouth. After a few minutes she turned her attention to Bob. He had already taken his cock out, and presented it to her waiting lips. As I watched my wife take another man's cock into her mouth I felt a pang of anxiety. His cock was bigger than mine. Now, since this is a true story, I'm not going to tell you it was foot long. It wasn't. It looked to be a couple of inches longer than my 5", and slightly bigger around. The truth of the matter is that even to this day Ruth orgasms easily and frequently when we make love, so I know I please her. But I am a man, after all, and seeing his larger organ sent me into a near panic. Ruth really went to work on it. She sucked and licked him like a mad woman, and he was soon moaning and groaning loudly. That's when Ruth pulled him down on his knees to kiss her, then turned her back on him and snuggled her ass cheeks against him. Staring into my eyes she said, "Bob, I want you to fuck me now. Fuck me hard." All I saw was her eyes as he entered her. First they widened as she took in a breath, then they closed as she let it out, her lips forming a perfect ring and her face reflecting the rapture she felt. I didn't really watch this man fucking my wife. I watched my wife. I watched her react to him - the way her body moved. I saw her first quick orgasm hit. Moving up to her, I placed my cock at her lips. Ruth sucked it in. She tried to concentrate on giving me pleasure, but her own pleasure was too great. After a few seconds her mouth went slack and my cock dropped out. I tried a couple more times with the same results. Finally I sat back in an armchair and watched. Ruth raised her body up and he pulled her sweater over her head revealing her beautiful breasts. When she turned her head to kiss him, his hands went to her breasts. I could see her pussly lips being spread, and on each stroke I saw his balls press against her pussy. Ruth seemed to be having one continual orgasm, or maybe it was just a series of them. Bob lowered her to the floor and began roughly pounding into her. Ruth exploded in the most powerful orgasm I had ever witnessed and Bob followed close behind. After spending his seed deep in my wife Bob pulled her back up to kiss him. I was transfixed as I watched his softening cock release from her pussy. A moment later a long rope of his cum slid from her and pooled on the floor. Things gradually cooled down, and Bob dressed while Ruth remained naked. He told us he and his wife were having a get together with a guy they knew for an intimate party, and asked if we wanted to come. I was surprised when Ruth answered for us and said we would be there. Bob wrote down his address, gave us directions and the time, and left. I moved to Ruth and we began to kiss. My fingers found her pussy and I was soon sliding my fingers through the combination of her juices and his cum. When I tried to enter her though, Ruth said what she really needed was a mouthful of my sperm. I was happy to oblige, and so turned on that I gave it to her much sooner than I expected. We went to the party that night, and started down a road that led to fulfillments we could never have imagined. If I get enough feedback, I will continue writing about our adventures. <1st attachment begin> <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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