I can't believe it happened II

[SteveandDawn]

If you haven't read the first one you might want to before you start here.

John returned Dawn the next morning as promised. He just dropped her off in front of our home , so there was no embarrassing or awkward moments between us. Dawn came running up to the door, gave me a kiss, told me she was going to take a quick shower and would be right back. In about fifteen minutes she returned to me with wet hair and snuggled up from neck to ankle in a white terra-cloth robe. She looked like an angel again. We really didn’t talk about that night very much, but we cuddled up on the couch for a while, she got dressed, we went to pick up our daughter, and life just returned to normal. If anything I was more attentive and certainly more appreciative of her. And she was her own sweet self. We seemed to be getting along very well.

After about three months of me rerunning the events of that evening in my head, I finally asked her if she ever thought of that night. With some persistence, I got her to admit that she did, and that it excited her. I had tried at first to be more aggressive with her, but the truth is it just didn’t work. We had been together since high school and she knew me too well. It was so contrary to my personality that it always seemed phony, so soon our sex life returned to normal too.

I asked her if John was still coming by her desk. She admitted that he did, but was some what evasive in her responses. Finally I asked her directly if she had been with him again. She stammered and replied, “Steve!” I continued to push and swore that I wouldn’t be mad, but I had to know the truth. She got real quiet for a few seconds, a little tear rolled down her cheek, and she admitted that she had been with him twice since that night that I had watched. She began pleading, “Please don’t hate me.” “I don’t want to hurt you. “ I love you so much!” “I couldn’t bare to loose you.” I held her in my arms, reassured her that she need not worry, told her that I understood, and was sorry that I couldn’t fulfill that need for her. I told her that the only thing that bothered me was that she had done so behind my back. She said that she was sorry, but that he was so aggressive that sometimes he was mean to me and ,” I don’t want him to make you to feel bad.” I admitted to her that sometimes I was uncomfortable with him but that it was also very arousing for me to watch her with him.

 

[SteveandDawn]

I asked her when she was going to see him again, and she responded that it had been a month, so she expected him to ask her soon. I told her to tell him that I wanted to watch again and to set up a “date” for that Saturday. She kept asking, “Are you sure you want to do that?” “You’re sure it won’t bother you?” “You won’t be mad at me, will you?” Once I had negated all of her concerns she reminded me, “You know that if we get together, I will be with HIM, right?” That one kind of got to me, but I assured her I was OK with it. We agreed . . it would be done!

When Saturday finally arrived, I dressed quickly and went downstairs to have a couple of drinks in the living room and wait for Dawn to dress. As she joined me I felt relieved because she was elegantly dressed in a dark suit. The skirt was short, but stylish and over it she wore a matching jacket. She had left a couple of buttons opened, but no cleavage showed and it just allowed the three-diamond pendant I had bought her for Christmas to lay against her skin. Her stiletto heels and sheer stockings highlighted her sexy legs.

She joined me on the sofa for another drink to stiffen our resolve, and she once again questioned me about if I would be OK. When the door bell rang she went to answer it and they returned with John’s arm around her shoulders. He told me that if I didn’t want to miss the show to come on, because they were going dancing. I followed as they walked down the walk toward the driveway. As they approached the car he turned to me, threw his keys, said, “You can drive”, and opened the back door for Dawn.

I started the car and when I turned around to back up I heard him say to her, “You look so beautiful tonight, and you smell wonderful.” Before I could turn to face the front, I watched as they kissed, opened mouthed, with tongues intertwined. My stomach tightened. That feeling was back! My wife was responding to him and returned his passionate kisses enthusiastically. I could hear their slurping as they sucked each others tongues like teenagers. My question pried them apart when I asked, “Where to?”

 

[SteveandDawn]

He gave me directions to a club that I had never been to, but had heard rumors about. When we arrived he instructed me to drop them off at the door, park the car and then come on in. As they started to get out of the car, he turned to me and said, “Oh Steve, you can watch all you want, but this is my date, so keep your distance, ya understand?” I had just been cut out of the date. I had to watch from afar. But I had to admit it was probably better that way, because then no one would even know that she was my wife. At least I could watch without being embarrassed.

I wasn’t prepared for what I saw when I entered the club. A gorgeous, half naked young girl welcomed me at the door and took my $10.00 admission. Another girl with her tits totally ******* sold me a $6.00 beer from a tank and I began to survey the room. Directly in front of me was a stage surrounded by screaming women waving dollar bills at a man dancing in only a g-string. In the back were three well lit stages; a totally naked girl dancing on each one. To my right was a raised dance floor with a railing all the way around. It was a highly sexually charged atmosphere. There were tables and chairs everywhere, including on the raised dance floor.

I did not see Dawn or John so I began to walk around to get accustomed to the place. I walked to the back. The professional dancers were absolutely beautiful and brazenly dancing for the male patrons with their nipples and pussies completely *******. They would drag their stiff nips right down the bridge of a guys nose. They would slap their own ass or pussy, pull on the lips of their cunts and then with their knees straddling a guys ears they would put those distended lips right in his face.

With the pounding beat of the music in my ears, I rounded the bar and headed for the couples area to find Dawn. My cock was already stiff as a pipe. The area was crowded, the tables filled with party animals. Most of the women were dressed to tease. There were short skirts and plunging necklines everywhere. I surveyed the dance floor and located Dawn and John. They were dancing to a fast number, smiling, laughing and appeared to be having a great time. I was not much of a dancer so I was surprised at how gracefully Dawn moved across the dance floor. Boy, did she have some moves! She had only been there for a few minutes and already had the attention of most of the men in the place with her sexy gyrations. The next song was slow and the DJ encouraged everyone to go to the dance floor and “rub their bellies together“. The lights dimmed and the couples got more intimate. Even in the lowered lights I could see the couples fondling each other. The guys were stroking their partner’s ass and coping feels of her tits. The floor was crowded and so Dawn and John were not always visible, but I could see that John had pulled Dawn tightly to him and with her arms around his neck he was busy kissing her neck and kneading her ass. When the song ended they returned to their table near the back of the platform, so I could not see them. I decided to go back to the other side and enjoy the pro dancers for a while.

 

[SteveandDawn]

I had been on the pro side for about twenty minutes and had even sat at the stage to tip a stripper when I heard the DJ say, “Wow, look at the girl with the red dress!” “Why don’t you get us started, hun?” “Drop that top, show us those tits and then come on back here for a free drink ticket.” “Come on ladies, let’s get this party started!” I jumped up from the stage, afraid I was going to miss something, and hurried back to the couples area. It was more crowded then, but I fought for a place. Oh my God, the DJ had been talking about Dawn. She had her hair in a pony tail, but had released it so that it hung loose about her shoulders. She had removed her suit to reveal the red slip-dress from the last night I saw her with John. As I described before it clung to her breasts to outline the exact size and shape of her tits, and her stiff nipples pushed obvious bumps in the fabric. It did nothing to restrict the movement of her breasts and they threatened to spill from the neckline of the dress. As she thrashed around the dance floor, her mane of raven hair whipping through the air, her practically naked breasts heaving to the heavy beat of the music, her short skirt flipping up to reveal the tops of her stockings and the skin above them, guys crowded in to catch her dirty dancing. I could not believe that my wife would make such a spectacle of herself in a public place, dancing nearly naked before strangers. Then John did it! He pulled her toward him, slowing her movements for just a minute. He reached for the straps on her shoulders. Surely Dawn would not let him do it! But she continued moving to the beat as John drew the straps slowly down her arms. The tops of her breasts came into view and wobbled with her movements creating deeper and deeper cleavage. As John continued to pull with painfully slow movements on the straps, more and more breast meat came into view. With her breasts bared almost to the nipple, the guys beside me jockeyed for position, until I could not see. They didn’t understand, she was my wife, I had a right to see! But to them, I was just another voyeur. By the time I found a seam through which to see, John had Dawn’s top pulled all the way to her waist and her tits bounced naked, bobbing and swaying in the warm air of the club. Dawn has perfect breasts and she is so trim through the midsection, that they appeared even larger that they are. Her tits are unblemished and were a couple of shades lighter that the rest of her; an obvious reminder that we were seeing flesh that was normally covered. Her nipples were erect and pointed slightly upward. John had maneuvered her until they were at the rail and with the dim light reflecting off a mirrored ball her tits were well illuminated. They were tits that I alone had enjoyed since high school until I had started this whole mess. But she made no effort to hide herself and her nipples stood out like bullets from her chest proclaiming her arousal for anyone who wanted to see. John reached out while she was dancing and gently twisted her nips like he was fine tuning a radio. Someone near me yelled out, “Oh yeah, baby, show us those tits.” John whispered to her, she turned toward her admirer, smiled, and proudly shook her naked tits at him. To please John, she was willing to act like a slut, flaunting herself in front of a room full of horny men! And I stood in the shadows with them as they poked each other and talked crudely about her. “Look at the tits on that babe”, one said. Another replied , “ I’d suck on those sweet tities until she screamed.”

 

[SteveandDawn]

When the song ended, Dawn readjusted her top and the two of them returned to their table. Disappointed that the show was over, I returned to the pro side. A little while later I saw John approach one of the pro stage with Dawn on his arm. They sat at the stage about ten feet from me and watched as the young girl danced, already naked for the patrons. The stripper moved to John and began to dance for him as Dawn watched attentively. She pulled his head toward her, cradling his face between her tits, and then turned to gyrate her bare pussy just inches from his nose. John tipped her and the stripper then turned her attention to Dawn. She sat on the stage, legs hanging off and spread wide so that Dawn literally sat between her naked thighs. In Dawn’s sitting position the girl pinched her shoulders between her knees, and reached out to take Dawn’s hand in hers. Holding Dawn’s wrist and placing her hand against her cheek, she sensuously directed her caresses, allowing Dawn to explore her face and body. My wife’s tiny hand was dragged down the girl’s cheek, across her throat, along her collar bone, and over her nipple before coming to rest on the girl’s right breast. After pausing long enough for Dawn to tenderly cup her tit, the girl directed Dawn’s hand across her stomach to the joint of her leg and then out along her thigh. Dawn, obviously flushed with excitement, stared at the naked girls most private parts before dropping her hand back to her lap. I am sure that Dawn had never before seen another girls naked pussy so close and she was staring directly into it folds. I watched in amazement as the dancer began to caress Dawn’s cheek in return. She softly stroke her cheek, neck, and toyed with the swell of Dawn’s breasts already ******* above the neckline of her dress, before gently pinching her nipple through her dress. Dawn’s eyes were glassy and unfocussed, ******* of the guys straining to see the show. The dancer took both Dawn’s hands and pulled her to her feet. With her eyes locked with Dawn’s she began to push the straps off her shoulders. She intended to bare my wife’s tits to the excited crowd. The tension in the room was unbearable as Dawn’s tits were displayed and the girl leaned to swirl her tongue around the distended orb of her nip. Guys stepped right up close to Dawn, almost drooling, and literally leaning over her shoulder to watch the dancer suckle at her breast. The girl swiftly moved on to another patron, leaving Dawn in a trance, standing topless with her breasts heaving in the brightly lit room, obviously flustered and aroused. I had never seen her nipples so stiff, They were fire engine red, protruded more that a half inch from her chest and actually pointed upward in full erection! John directed her back to her seat and helped her cover herself before they rose to further explore the club. As shocked as I was, I had to readjust my pants to allow room for my raging hardon.

I moved quickly to the restroom to take a pee before following behind my wife to her next adventure. I knew that Dawn was experiencing a lot of first with John that night, and could not even guess what else he might have in store for her. Once approaching the stall I was a bit embarrassed to realize that my dick was oozing pre-cum from just watching Dawn’s decadent performances. I would never have dreamed that Dawn would go to such a place, let alone participate in those sexy and daring actions. I was learning so many things about her that I never dreamed were possible!

 

[SteveandDawn]

When I left the restroom, I went in search of John and Dawn. I found them at the stage with the male dancers. Dawn was sitting at the stage and John was standing right behind her. A black stud named Michael was dancing for the girls. He was already stripped to just a g-string, but it looked more like he had a banana in a sock hanging from his loins. He was off the stage, dancing for a lady sitting next to Dawn and he was standing straddling her knees and flopping his dick up and down to the beat of the music. When he finished his routine, John tapped him on the shoulder, whispered to him, and handed him some money. Michael took Dawn’s hand and led her up the steps to the stage with him. Grabbing a straight backed chair he invited Dawn to sit facing the crowd. He danced around her, eventually straddling her knees as he had done with the other girl, except this time he had his back to her. He bent at the waist pushing his bare ass up toward her face with his dick dangling in the bag between his thighs, grabbed her wrists and invited her to rub and spank his ass. She was laughing and swatting him on his ass cheeks and even fondled his bag of jewels. They were deep in their play when the DJ said, “Hey Michael, what color panties does she have on?” Michael, with his face already at her knees, lifted her skirt slightly to take a peek. Michael feigned a surprised look and shook his head at the DJ. The DJ, playing along announced to the whole room, “No panties!” Michael shook his head again and lifted the hem quickly to flash anyone who was in position to see. It hit me like a ton of bricks, that black stranger had been looking at my wife’s naked pussy from about 18” away He rose danced for a while and then straddled her knees again. While facing her he hunched his hips in rhythm to get his bag of jewels to flop just inches from her chin to hit with a thud against his stomach and then fall back to dangle between his legs. She sat smiling and stared at his swinging dick while she caress his wash- board stomach. As the song ended, Michael couldn’t resist giving her tit a little squeeze before he escorted her off the stage and back to John. The crowd cheered, whistled, and clapped. That performance really played with my brain and I almost broke my promise and approached her. But before I could, the two of them returned to the raised dance floor.

 

[curious couple]

next

what happended next

 

[SteveandDawn]

John gave me new directions and he promised, “You will love this party” “It will be great!” As we drove off I overheard her whisper intended to be for John‘s ears only, “I am so horny.” “I want to suck your cock, now.” It got very quiet in the back seat, but it didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out what was going on.

John’s directions took us to a hotel and I was excited because I thought I was going to get in on the action with a little privacy. As I pulled up in front, John asked me very nicely to park the car and that then I would have my fun. They went on in and I went to park the car. Just as I was about to get out of the car, my cell phone rang. Picking up, I heard John’s voice, “Hey Steve, John here.” “Have I got a voyeurs dream set up for you.” “Go to the top landing of the hotel that is under construction across the parking lot.” “Hurry, you won’t want to miss anything - take the starecase nearest you.” “It’s almost showtime.” He got me again! Before I could respond I heard the click. I had to know what was going on, so I quickly climbed the stairs as he instructed. Once I reached the top I found a note attached to the wall. It said, “A gift for you - I don’t want you to miss anything.”

I found the binoculars he had left for me just a a light appeared in the fourth floor window directly across the lot. It was literally in the middle of the night so all the other rooms were dark. Suddenly the drapes were pulled open. The window reached from floor to ceiling so almost the entire room was visable. John must have turned on every light in the room because it was brilliantly alluminated and Dawn stood at “center stage” directly between the wide opened curtains, facing me. So that was it. John had choreographed a show, partly for my benefit and partly to taunt me. I could see everything that went on, but could not interfear and could not hear.

 

[SteveandDawn]

As I focused the binoculars I watched John walk up behing Dawn, fully clothed, and with little pretense began to kiss her neck and ears, and simultaneously slid her dress to her waist. She placed both hands high against the window and stood motionless as if involved in a police frisking, but with her bare tits dangling in the light. I know that she couldn’t see anything, but she was staring out the window directly at me. John pawed at her tits, gently squizing them to test their firmness and lifting them to test their weight. Taunting, he cupped underneath them and lifted them as an offering to me, knowing that I could not touch them - I could only watch. He pulled at her nipples as if her were trying to milk her, before pushing her dress to puddle at her feet. She stood naked in the window, on blatent display for me or anyone else who might pull onto the parking lot. Still standing behind her he slid his right hand down along her rib cage to her waist and then to her hip. His fingers traced the seam between her leg and torso until it dipped between her legs to fondle her sex, as his other hand toyed with her breasts. Her mouth was open and I could imagine she was panting like I had heard the last time. He moved his left hand from her breast to her ass and invaded her from the rear, both hands working simultaneously between her legs. I had seen how he manipulated her holes before, and how creamy she had become. She had been motionless, but began to throw her head up and down, whipping her long hair through the air. He removed his hands and repositioned her so that her back was arched pushing her ass in the air with her legs spread. Dawn’s cheek, forearms, and breasts were literally smashed against the glass, and John shoved his face between her ass cheeks. She was letting John eat her out, lapping at her most private holes before the whole world, and me! She was obviously squirming as he licked, wiggling her ass against his face to allow deeper penetration between her cheeks. Her face told the whole story - she was cuming in waves.

John wanted me to witness how much she wanted him, so he turned her to face her in profile to the window. With his arms at his side, she began to undress him. I watched my wife unbutton his shirt and push it off his shoulders, pausing only to lick his chest and bite his nipples. She licked him every where, giving his a tongue bath in front of the open window. Dawn dropped to her knees to first unbuckle and then unzip his slacks. He helped her remove his shoes, socks and slacks. While John stood there motionless, Dawn licked from his toes, across the top of his foot, his ankle, and along the inside of his thigh until she buried her face in his crotch. Like a cat, she nuzzled her face against his manhood. She looked up and him and smiled before she lowered his shorts to his ankles and to allow his cock and balls to bounce free. She firmly grasped his shaft with her right hand and began to beat his meat. Pushing his shaft to his stomach she sucked his nuts, licked his pole, and kissed his dickhead. Because I was not in the room like before, she was much less passive and enthusiastically worshiped his cock! Dawn began sucking him like a woman possessed.

 

[SteveandDawn]

She was bobbing up and down on his dick taking him deep in her throat, when both stopped abruptly and turned toward the back of the room. Dawn stood and walked toward the back of the room. John moved to the side of the window and sat in a winged back chair. I could not see Dawn and I couldn’t figure out what was going on. Maybe she had had enough and told him she was leaving to come to me.

Dawn had been out of my sight for several minutes and I couldn’t figure out what was going on as John sat in the chair stroking his cock. My questions were answered when Dawn reappeared, still naked, hand in hand with a naked muscular black guy - it was Michael from the club. I could only imagine his surprise when she opened the door and invited him in with her tits and pussy *******! He led her to “center stage” and turning to face one another, he placed his hands on her shoulders and she wrapped her arms around his neck. He began to slowly drag the palm of his hand down Dawn’s chest until her stiff nipples rested in the center of his hand. He moved his hand in circles to rub against her nips and twisted his hand slightly so her could trace the swell of the side of her breasts with his fingertips.. He made an obvious point of sticking his long tongue out as far as it would go and began to take darting licks at her chin and lips to ellisite a response from her. Within moments, she submitted to his wishes and began licking her black man’s tongue, before engaging in some serious soul kissing. Getting the response he wanted he dropped his hands from her tits to grab two hands full of her ass and hoisted her into the air. With her ass cheeks planted firmly in the palms of his hands she locked her ivory legs at the ankles around his ebony ass, her pink pussy leaving wet “kisses” on his navel. Cradling his bald head to her bosom, she invited him to feast on her womanly treasures.

 

[okdeacon]

Torture

Steve you are hurting our aching cocks. Did Dawn get BBC? Dawn you must be a very special little Hot Wife!! Hope you dont make us wait to long. okdeacon

 

[SteveandDawn]

Michael’s cock, which had hung flaccid, began to stiffen and thicken until it stood erect like a black leather billy-club. He lowered her to the floor and she shimmied down him like a little boy climbing down from a tree. There was no hesitation as she nursed on his prick like a starving calf. Dawn slobbered all over his dick, obviously enjoying her first taste of dark meat. He lay on the floor just three feet from the window and Dawn climbed on, planting his black root in her willing hole. As she bounced on his loins, there was no doubt that SHE was fucking him! She rode him like a jockey approaching the finish line. Just like I had given her to John, John had given her to Michael. And so Dawn fucked for a audience of two. The difference was that John could join in and I could not! John dropped to the floor near Michaels feet and pushed Dawn down toward Michael until her nipples drew circles on his chest as they wobbled in their rythum. Dawn arched her back like a cat in heat to offer an open invitation for penitration. John’s swollen prick zoomed in on Dawn like a guided missle. He was about to claim Dawn’s virgin ass as his!

I couldn’t fathum what was going on. My wife, my high school sweetheart, the mother of my daughter, the love of my life was performing a lewd sex show in the opened and well lit window of a public building. I peered at her beautiful and angelic face that I had watched when she said “I do”, that I had kissed good night countless times and that has brightened my mood with just a smile. That same face was twisted with lust as she hunched back to receive the double penitration of her salt and pepper studs! I had to accept that she was willingly offering them a wild, nasty, sweaty fuck - and she was loving it! The two guys were pounding away at her, each in their own hole, when I saw John reach back toward the floor behind him. I couldn’t tell what he was doing, but then I froze. My cell phone rang - he was calling me while he was fucking my wife’s ass. When I clicked on, he didn’t respond but instead held out the phone to position right behind
Dawn. She didn’t know I could hear. He could have never convinced me that Dawn would have said those things if I hadn’t have heard it myself. Guttural sounds were excaping her mouth. “Ahhh, yes, do it!” “If you keep fucking me like this I’m going to cum again!” “Oh, fuck!” “Fuck my pussy!” “Fuck my ass!” “I’ve got two cocks in me!” “Fuck me!” “Ohhhh. God, yes, I’m cumming -Ahhhhh.” “Can you feel me cuming on your cock Michael?” “I’m cuming all over your big black cock!” She collapsed, exhausted and sweaty onto Michael’s chest. John handed the phone to Michael just as he withdrew from Dawn and stood up. As John pulled the drapes, I heard Michael say, “Your wife is one hot piece of ass.” “You better just take a cab, cause she ain’t coming home tonight.” “She’s one wild fuck and I’m gonna need me some more of that fine white pussy in the morning!”

I have learned to accept that way of life. Dawn goes out about every six weeks for one night. I no longer go to watch. When she comes home she doesn’t talk about it and I don’t ask any questions. I have seen it, so I am acutely aware of what she does on those nights. I brought that on myself because Dawn was totally faithful to me throughout high school, college and five years of marriage. I am the one who pushed Dawn into accepting Johns invitation the first time. She didn’t want to go, but I insisted. I thought it would add a little spark to our sex life, not knowing that the spark would egnight a raging fire burning out of control.

I don‘t feel sorry for myself, because for most days Dawn is the perfect wife. She is sweet, supportive, affectionate, loving and, yes, faithful. She is a wonderful mother and my best friend. She is so beautiful, bright, and full of life that I am proud to be with her and grateful to have her as my wife. Her night out fulfils some need that was buried so deep in her phycie that she may never have been aware of it - but now it cannot be denied or controled!

 

[luvpsy]

Mmmmm! Nice story! Bet Steve is getting better pussy than he ever did before. maybe even giving better coock too.