Mature Wife Becomes a Slut 4.3/5 (34)

The years of raising our two kids had generally been good ones, but now that they were both out of the house, something seemed to be missing. Sydney felt our sex lives needed to be rejuvenated, leading us to experiment with porn films, weekends at ‘adult’ motels, and trying out different positions. Eventually we stumbled into swinging, though without any success. My wife didn’t find many of the men attractive, and I was uncertain of my ability to perform under pressure. We never quite were able to ‘go all the way’ in any of the situations we found ourselves. Finally, we decided to pull back, but keep our options open. Particularly, we agreed that Sydney had the ‘right’ to seduce another man if the occasion should ever arise, and then come home to tell me all about her ‘adventure’. Neither of us expected this to happen, but the idea of it was enough to lead to some energetic evenings at home.

As predicted, my wife had no ‘adventures’ for quite some time, but about a half a year after we reached this agreement, something happened. Sydney and Veronica, her partner in her small graphic art business, went to a conference up in the Bay Area. They were gone Thursday through Sunday, and when she got back she had quite a story to tell. It seems Sydney and Veronica ended up spending Friday afternoon in a small breakout group with a young man named Brad that they already knew slightly since he worked with a large firm a few blocks from her office. They ended up going out to dinner, the three of them, and when Veronica went back to the room that evening, Sydney and Brad stayed up for awhile drinking in the hotel lounge. She told me they started making out in the bar, even though she said there were several people from the conference that she knew that were sitting in plain view. She said there was ‘some kind of electricity’ between them, and that when he asked her to go back to his room, she almost said yes! In fact, Sydney related, if Veronica hadn’t been at the conference with her, she was sure she would have succumbed.

I confessed that I was disappointed she hadn’t allowed herself to enjoy Brad more completely my wife smiled and cautioned, “Wait just a minute, Cole. I haven’t told you about Saturday yet!” She had me transfixed as she continued telling me about the conference. The day was full of meetings and product displays, which all passed by in a blur for her. They had planned to go out with Brad for dinner again, and this time the three of them went dancing together. He took turns showing his moves to both Veronica and Sydney, and my wife swore he moved so well on the dance floor, “I had to find out just how well he moved in bed!” When he took the ladies back to the hotel, Veronica excused herself with a wink, and my wife found herself riding up in an elevator to another man’s room. I was speechless; my darling wife had actually fucked another man, and now she was getting ready to tell me the details. I could actually hear the thumping of my heart in my chest.

Unfortunately, Sydney was not comfortable giving me a great deal of information; she said talking about sex afterwards wasn’t ‘her thing’. Still, what she did say was tremendously exciting. He was obviously good at oral sex, because he ate her to two orgasms before they were even completely dressed. She spoke glowingly of his stamina and recovery, saying they engaged in two spectacular acts of fucking; the first animalistic and highly athletic, the second even longer and more languid. My wife admitted that she really enjoyed riding him, having control over just how much of his large cock (she wouldn’t say exactly how it compared with mine, but the way she spoke about how she was able to enjoy so many different positions with him, she clearly implied it was much larger) would be filling her. Much to my surprise, she told me that she stayed overnight in his room; indeed, they even made love again in the middle of the night, starting off almost naturally in a spoon position until Brad felt the desire to finish off from on top. She told me they made love one more time in the late morning, (Christ, I couldn’t believe Sydney had actually made love four times with him in less than 24 hours!) missing the event-concluding breakfast. She didn’t see Veronica until just before driving home. My wife admitted that her partner had done all of the driving; Sydney was completely exhausted and in need of a rest.

Needless to say, I was all over my wife that night, and the nights that followed. I told her I couldn’t wait to see the two of them in action. Unfortunately, Brad wasn’t comfortable with the idea. When he called and discussed getting together again, he was nonplussed to hear that not only did Sydney’s husband approve of the relationship; he actually wanted to watch! He felt that they needed to get to know each other more before doing something so ‘intimate’. He proposed to my wife getting together for a weekend and see how it went. If ‘the heat’ and trust was there, he would consider making love to her while I watched (and videotaped, I insisted). If not, he would have two rooms booked, and they could just enjoy a relaxing weekend by the beach. It was set up for three weeks after the weekend they first met.

I couldn’t wait for my wife to return for her ‘weekend getaway’. This was definitely more than a typical opportunity for rejuvenation. As I worked around the house, or went out for an evening jog, I was constantly picturing Sydney sucking on a cock or having a dick pummel her from behind while her very ample breasts jiggled violently. I actually jerked off three times between the time she left Friday afternoon and the time she returned late Sunday evening. I imagined she had cum more than that, and I couldn’t wait too find out. When I heard her car pull into the garage a little after nine, I literally ran out to greet her!

Once I got her inside, I immediately began to press her for details, but to my surprise, Sydney actually insisted we make love right away! I had assumed that she would be worn out, but as soon as I put her suitcase down, she was pulling me onto our bed and yanking off my sweatpants. Fortunately, I had not jerked off for several hours, and my dick was hard as soon as she put her lips to it. Impatiently, she pulled me into her, and I quickly realized why she wanted me so urgently. Her cunt was sloppy with moisture, and the wet heat was unlike anything I had ever felt. My wife smiled as I looked down at her questioningly.

“He just finished fucking me less than 20 minutes ago, Cole. He did me right in my car as he dropped me off. He thought you might like some fresh sloppy seconds, and I can see he was right! You like how my fresh-fucked pussy feels, darling?”

I couldn’t very well deny it, considering the abandon with which I was fucking it. I don’t ever recall enjoy the act of fucking more, and if I hadn’t jerked off several times already, I’m sure I would have cum right away. I was able to last well over five minutes before I blasted my load into my wife. Even as I was exploding into her, I found myself imaging how often Brad had done the same thing over the past 48 hours.

Eight times, as I was to find out. Eight times! I knew that the guy was a bit more than 10 years younger than I was, but still, he wasn’t a fucking teenager! Sydney told me they made love twice on Friday evening, three times on Saturday, and another three on Sunday, including the car episode that had occurred less than an hour ago. This number did not include the blowjob she gave him while they laid out by the pool on Saturday! Looking at the shock on my face, she consoled me by adding, “Really, darling, the place was almost deserted. I’m almost sure no one saw us.” Was this really the woman who wouldn’t breast feed in public? When I quizzed her about how often she came, she exclaimed “Cole, I didn’t try to keep track, but if I had, I would have lost count by the middle of Saturday!” She compared them to newly-weds in how they couldn’t keep their hands off each other. Sydney even related to me that when she told Brad he should probably cancel the second room since it looked like they wouldn’t be using it, he admitted he had only reserved the one suite. He was sure that there would be no need for it. “Wasn’t that romantic of him”, my wife queried?

Once the details began to dry up, I questioned her about me watching them. Sydney replied that Brad didn’t think he would be comfortable making love in front of me. Seeing how disappointed I was, however, she quickly added that he would be okay to setting up our video camera so that I would have a tape of their lovemaking. I told her that would be great, let’s do it! I asked her when they had set up their next meeting. Sydney laughed at my eagerness, replying that nothing was set up yet, and that we’d have to wait for his call. When I said why don’t you call him, she retorted that it was late, and if I was so hot for him to fuck my wife, maybe I should call him myself.

1 Comment

  • The groom

    Reply Reply November 7, 2019

    Loved the story. I was hoping it would show more of the Dominant wife. How the husband found his place as a submissive cuckold.

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