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My wife, Phyllis, is a beautiful woman with a
dynamite body. The first thing men notice about Phyllis are her large
breasts, which are "D" cups and look out of proportion on her otherwise
slim, petite body.
When I first met Phyllis she was heavier and very much aware of the effect
her body (especially her tits) had on men, and was embarrassed by it.
Because of that, she always wore baggy clothing, which made her look
really overweight. She lacked confidence in herself and her appearance and
seldom wore make-up.
After we were married (eleven years ago), I was able to slowly begin to
change the way she felt about herself. I complimented her when she was
naked and especially when she wore some of her less-baggy clothes, and I
always made a point to compare her favorably to other women. As a result,
Phyllis finally became motivated to wear tighter, more figure-revealing
clothing. I always bought her sexy things, including tops with plunging
necklines, stockings and garter belts, high heels, and tight skirts to
urge her on. Last Christmas, I bought her a complete hair and make-up
"make-over" at a local salon. It was all money well spent!
Finally, I could see a change take place as her confidence was built. She
began aerobics and bicycling until, now, she's slimmed down and her body
is tight and hard and she loves being admired -- even to the point of
being a bit of an exhibitionist. I have always been proud of Phyllis,
supporting the change, and even encouraging her to dress sexy and act
sexy.
One night in bed, we were talking about the way she looked and how much I
liked it, when Phyllis said she knew from the way I reacted that I loved
it when she flirted with other guys. I admitted to her that I had gone
even farther than that by fantasizing about watching her make love to
another guy. Phyllis blushed and admitted her favorite fantasy since she
was a teenager was about making love to several men at the same time. We
joked about both of us living out our fantasies at the same time, by
letting me watch as she fucked a bunch of guys! Phyllis laughed but she
said she could never go any farther than flirting with me around. I teased
her and told her to just tell me all about her escapades when they were
over.
Phyllis took me at my word. Here's what happened soon after that night.
Phyllis works for a large builders' supply discount business that's in a
huge warehouse with a small sales area in the front. She's the only woman
worker, working at the service counter and also taking inventory in the
warehouse. One of her co-workers, Randy, was always grabbing at her,
feeling her ass, brushing the sides of her tits, etc., and telling her how
he wanted to "fuck her big titties." He's the owner's young nephew, so
there was no point in Phyllis making a big deal out of it to the boss.
One summer morning, they were predicting temperatures and humidity in the
high nineties, and since the place isn't air-conditioned, Phyllis dressed
for work in a bra, summer top and short skirt.
Randy always opened the place up and Phyllis always arrived early to get
the counter ready. Phyllis said she was making the coffee when, like a
homing pigeon, Randy came up behind her in the warehouse and grabbed her
hips and pressed his groin into her ass.
This time, however, instead of pulling away as in the past, Phyllis
pressed herself back into him. Randy, not one to miss a cue, immediately
brought both hands up around Phyllis to cup her breasts. As he massaged
her large tits, Phyllis continued to grind against his crotch. Randy spun
her around and started to French kiss her as his hand made its way under
her skirt and down into her panties. His eager finger found her honey pot
and he started finger-fucking my wife as he rubbed her clit with his
thumb.
Phyllis told me she was beside herself with lust and losing all control as
she tried to catch her breath and could feel her heart beating wildly.
Randy lifted her summer shirt completely off, unsnapped her bra, and then
stepped back for a moment to enjoy the sight of my wife's round, naked
tits. Quickly, Randy began to suck and lick Phyllis's hard nipples as he
continued to finger her cunt.
When he pulled his head away and pushed down on her shoulders, Phyllis
said she knew what he wanted her to do, and she didn't resist. She fell to
her knees, opened his zipper and let Randy guide his hard cock into her
mouth. He started to move back and forth, fucking her mouth and running
his cock over her tongue. Phyllis was so excited, she started cupping her
own breasts and pinching her nipples. As Randy got ready to shoot his
load, he pulled his cock from her mouth and told my wife to hold her tits
together and he shot his cum onto her tits and watched it collect in her
cleavage. Phyllis said she had an orgasm as Randy's warm, sticky jism hit
her tits.
Without waiting, Randy grabbed an old paint dropcloth, threw it on the
floor and motioned for Phyllis to lie back as he straddled her. He pushed
Phyllis's breasts together, around his semi-rigid cock, and for the next
few minutes, he fucked her tits until he shot another load all over her
neck and chest.
Randy collapsed on top of my wife with a smile. "I can't believe that this
has really happened!"
"Well, it did, and that may not be the last time it does, if your cock has
anything to do with it!" They both looked at his penis jerking back to
life again and laughed.
Randy got up and said they were lucky not to get caught and that they
better get to work. As he ran off into the warehouse, he grabbed Phyllis's
bra and laughed again. Phyllis sat up, looking for something to clean off
Randy's cum with when she heard the back door open. So, knowing it was the
rest of the workers, she quickly rubbed the cum-juice into her tits (which
she said made her even hotter!) and pulled her thin top on.
Embarrassed to be wearing such a thin top without a bra, Phyllis's plight
almost immediately became worse when the material stuck to her sticky
chest like a second skin. Blatantly stared at by the rest of the guys she
works with and her boss, Phyllis said she had to take some pretty intense
ribbing about her boobs. Then, when the store opened, Phyllis had to work
at the counter and she said she could hardly keep her mind on her work as
she was so aware of all the male customers looking at her chest. It was so
obvious to everyone that she was braless, and with the heat and humidity
and cum, Phyllis's top became virtually transparent, and she couldn't
believe how hot her exhibition was making her.
She said she got so many offers to take her to lunch, or dinner, or
"whatever," she knew she looked like she was a slut who was advertising.
She said that by the afternoon, she was even feeling brave enough to bend
over the counter and watch the men almost die at her performance. Finally,
by closing time Phyllis was so horny that when she saw Randy she begged
him to screw her again. He told her to meet him in a certain corner in the
back, five minutes after closing.
When Phyllis got back there, Randy had already arranged some folding pads
into a wide bed on the concrete floor. Phyllis and Randy embraced, and
then started stripping each other. Phyllis said they were both so horny
they couldn't see straight! They positioned themselves in the sixty-nine
position, and just took off from there. Randy fucked my wife twice in the
next half hour and Phyllis said she had at least 3 orgasms. Finally, they
were both exhausted and Randy said he had to leave to get to a supplier
before it closed. He dressed and left.
Phyllis laid there, naked, on her back with her legs spread and Randy's
cum leaking out of her pussy. After resting a few minutes to get her
strength back, she reached for her skirt.
Out of what she thought was an empty warehouse came a voice -- "Not, yet,
Phyllis. It's my turn." It was her boss, Don. He had apparently seen or
heard her and Randy and watched them fuck.
Phyllis said she smiled at Don and told him, "Okay, but I'm beat. You'll
have to do all the work."
Don began to drop his pants and said, "No problem."
Phyllis told me that Don fucked her for a long time before he came and she
had two more orgasms. Then they both dressed and locked up. On the way
out, Don patted Phyllis's ass and told her he was looking forward to
seeing her outfit the next day at work.
When Phyllis got home, she was so excited, she could barely talk. She said
it wasn't exactly her dream of a bunch of guys all at once, but who knew
what would happen when word about what happened with her and Randy and Don
got around at the warehouse. She said she hoped I didn't mind, but she
could hardly wait for the next encounter.
After dinner, Phyllis said she wanted me to fuck her before she showered,
and then I could help her pick out what she was going to wear to work, the
next day.
I could see how excited and happy she was.
The next morning, Phyllis took great care in doing her hair and make-up.
After powdering her beautiful body, she put on a pair of tiny,
almost-transparent white bikini panties. Then she put on one of my
favorite dresses -- a mini-length, strapless, white, underwired sundress.
She finished the outfit with a pair of high-heeled slip-ons that always
gave me a hard-on when she wore them. She was absolutely beautiful.
I kissed her good-bye and we both left for work, but I couldn't stop
thinking about her and what she might be doing all day long.
Phyllis wasn't home when I got home from work, and she didn't get home
until almost 4 a.m.! In the moonlight, I watched her as she dropped her
sundress. She wasn't wearing panties and her body was covered with dark
finger and teeth marks.
She said she was exhausted, but when she saw my erection, she laughed,
"Come on, Dear. One more cock won't matter, now."
I rolled over between her legs and buried my cock in her, wondering how
many other cocks had been there before me that day. Just thinking those
thoughts, I didn't last long, and Phyllis was asleep before I pulled out
of her.
The next morning, Phyllis told me that they closed the warehouse at noon
and she went with all the guys for lunch and then back to one of their
apartments for an all-day-all-night suck and fuck marathon.
Phyllis has become a sex-toy at work for all of the employees and some of
their good customers and loves all the sex -- and I love hearing all about
it! Of course, I love her and that hasn't changed since hearing about her
adventures. The one thought I did have was maybe she could set it up so I
could watch! |
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