This is a true story that happened about ten years ago. At that time, me
and my wife Liana had been married for about two years. We decided to go
out to a rock club with another couple. The night went well and we danced
and drank. At closing time I suggested that we all go back to our house and
continue the partying. Liana had met a girlfriend that she hadn't seen in
a while and asked me if it was Ok for her to come over along with a couple
more her friends who were at the bar. I thought it would be fun so I said
sure. It turns out that about 20 others got our address and were waiting in
the backyard when we arrived. So against my better judgment I let them all
in. Liana was fairly intoxicated from the drinks at the bar, and now some
guys were handing out shooters one after another. I was pretty hammered up
myself at this point but was just chilling and keeping it together. Looking
across the room I noticed my girlfriend Liana. I was bothered by the way
one of the guys was hitting on her. They were chatting it up and I couldn't
help but notice that he kept touching her. Not in a really obvious sexual
way, but in a touchy feely way that was making me uncomfortable. Liana
however didn't seem to mind at all and looked like she was enjoying the
attention. Liana was wearing a tight light pink top and a pair of tight
jeans. From across the room I could see that her nipples were erect and
excited which is something that happens to her when she drinks a lot and
feels uninhibited. I was about to go over to her and the guy and break up
the conversation but a girl came by insisted that I have a shooter with
her. She was friendly and all, but was not that attractive and was on the
plump side. Her name was Janice and she was not hiding that she was
attracted to me. She was quite assertive in her ways. At one point she
grabbed my crotch and asked me if I was a real man or just a boy. I was
very uncomfortable with the situation I was in and let her know that I was
committed to someone else. But she just laughed it off and told me that I
needed to learn how to have some fun. So as time went on and as I tried to
get away from this woman, I noticed that Liana was no longer within sight.
I walked around the main floor of the house and she was nowhere to be
found. Janice followed me around like a watchdog and asked me what was the
matter. When she found out that I was looking for my girlfriend and was a
little worried, she howled with laughter and said some rude jokes at
my expense. So I took off and went downstairs but no one else was there in
the main room. The washroom down there was empty and the only other room
was a bedroom that had the door closed. Liana was a virgin when we met so
I was sure that she would never ever mess around with another guy.
Especially not right under my nose. It is just not in her nature.
Nonetheless, I was still concerned with her whereabouts. So I went to the
door of the room and listened. I could hear some moaning going on and my
head started to spin with rage and fear. So I opened the door very quietly
just a crack and peered through the opening. My greatest fear was *******.
The table lamp was on in the room and I could see my beautiful girlfriend
on her back in the throes of passion french kissing and getting nailed by
this guy. I should have barged in there and screamed bloody murder but it
was like I was absolutely paralyzed by this. I just stood there like an
idiot and watched. And Liana just kept moaning more and more with each
successive thrust. And as they humped she even started letting out little
squeals of joy which is something that I have never ever heard coming from
her when we made love. I couldn't believe it but my own cock got hard as a
rock. At that point I felt a hand on my crotch and nearly jumped out of my
pants. It was Janice. She just laughed and said that she now knows why my
girlfriend was in there with another man. She said something like, "With
that little boy tool that you have in your pants, I don't blame her", and
walked away laughing. I was completely humiliated. But I just stood
outside the door and continued to watch. It must have been another 15
minutes of wild wanton lust humping when he pulled his cock out and let
his orgasm shoot across her body. He shot 4 or 5 big streams that looked
like it plastered across her belly and breasts and one shot even hit her
face because she wiped it with her fingers and put them in her mouth. Like
a scared mouse, I quickly took off again and went upstairs. About 1/2 hour
later Liana came upstairs with her hair disheveled. I didn't know how to
handle it so I calmly just asked her where she was for so damn long. She
blatantly lied and told me that she "needed to get some air" and left the
house to go for a walk. For whatever reason, I just shook my head and told
her that I was pissed off that she left for so long. But I didn't let her
know that I knew. Somehow I think that slut wife of mine knew that I was
lying too.
and my wife Liana had been married for about two years. We decided to go
out to a rock club with another couple. The night went well and we danced
and drank. At closing time I suggested that we all go back to our house and
continue the partying. Liana had met a girlfriend that she hadn't seen in
a while and asked me if it was Ok for her to come over along with a couple
more her friends who were at the bar. I thought it would be fun so I said
sure. It turns out that about 20 others got our address and were waiting in
the backyard when we arrived. So against my better judgment I let them all
in. Liana was fairly intoxicated from the drinks at the bar, and now some
guys were handing out shooters one after another. I was pretty hammered up
myself at this point but was just chilling and keeping it together. Looking
across the room I noticed my girlfriend Liana. I was bothered by the way
one of the guys was hitting on her. They were chatting it up and I couldn't
help but notice that he kept touching her. Not in a really obvious sexual
way, but in a touchy feely way that was making me uncomfortable. Liana
however didn't seem to mind at all and looked like she was enjoying the
attention. Liana was wearing a tight light pink top and a pair of tight
jeans. From across the room I could see that her nipples were erect and
excited which is something that happens to her when she drinks a lot and
feels uninhibited. I was about to go over to her and the guy and break up
the conversation but a girl came by insisted that I have a shooter with
her. She was friendly and all, but was not that attractive and was on the
plump side. Her name was Janice and she was not hiding that she was
attracted to me. She was quite assertive in her ways. At one point she
grabbed my crotch and asked me if I was a real man or just a boy. I was
very uncomfortable with the situation I was in and let her know that I was
committed to someone else. But she just laughed it off and told me that I
needed to learn how to have some fun. So as time went on and as I tried to
get away from this woman, I noticed that Liana was no longer within sight.
I walked around the main floor of the house and she was nowhere to be
found. Janice followed me around like a watchdog and asked me what was the
matter. When she found out that I was looking for my girlfriend and was a
little worried, she howled with laughter and said some rude jokes at
my expense. So I took off and went downstairs but no one else was there in
the main room. The washroom down there was empty and the only other room
was a bedroom that had the door closed. Liana was a virgin when we met so
I was sure that she would never ever mess around with another guy.
Especially not right under my nose. It is just not in her nature.
Nonetheless, I was still concerned with her whereabouts. So I went to the
door of the room and listened. I could hear some moaning going on and my
head started to spin with rage and fear. So I opened the door very quietly
just a crack and peered through the opening. My greatest fear was *******.
The table lamp was on in the room and I could see my beautiful girlfriend
on her back in the throes of passion french kissing and getting nailed by
this guy. I should have barged in there and screamed bloody murder but it
was like I was absolutely paralyzed by this. I just stood there like an
idiot and watched. And Liana just kept moaning more and more with each
successive thrust. And as they humped she even started letting out little
squeals of joy which is something that I have never ever heard coming from
her when we made love. I couldn't believe it but my own cock got hard as a
rock. At that point I felt a hand on my crotch and nearly jumped out of my
pants. It was Janice. She just laughed and said that she now knows why my
girlfriend was in there with another man. She said something like, "With
that little boy tool that you have in your pants, I don't blame her", and
walked away laughing. I was completely humiliated. But I just stood
outside the door and continued to watch. It must have been another 15
minutes of wild wanton lust humping when he pulled his cock out and let
his orgasm shoot across her body. He shot 4 or 5 big streams that looked
like it plastered across her belly and breasts and one shot even hit her
face because she wiped it with her fingers and put them in her mouth. Like
a scared mouse, I quickly took off again and went upstairs. About 1/2 hour
later Liana came upstairs with her hair disheveled. I didn't know how to
handle it so I calmly just asked her where she was for so damn long. She
blatantly lied and told me that she "needed to get some air" and left the
house to go for a walk. For whatever reason, I just shook my head and told
her that I was pissed off that she left for so long. But I didn't let her
know that I knew. Somehow I think that slut wife of mine knew that I was
lying too.
