Bluff called and raised

Bluff called and raised Bluff called and raised

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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When his wife steps up her game and calls his bluff, they end up in an erotic adventure that has them both ready for more. First time posting..please comment.

Summary

When his wife steps up her game and calls his bluff, they end up in an erotic adventure that has them both ready for more. First time posting..please comment.

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Submitted: November 24, 2012

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Submitted: November 24, 2012

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Let me start by saying that my wife is a true MILF. She is 5’2” and curvy, with large breasts and prominent nipples that are just divine to lick and nibble. She had been going to the gym regularly and it was paying dividends as her body was toned, her ass firm and round. But perhaps her most erotic attribute is her ability to truly enjoy sex. When she is turned on, she gets dripping wet and can come multiple times without losing her edge for more. It has truly been a pleasure getting her off over the years. I’ve never so much as been tempted to stray - unlike other men I have known – even as our sex life has ebbed and flowed over the course of our marriage. So when she gave the green light for what would amount to one of the most erotic evenings so far, I was more than ready to oblige.

While erotic movies and fantasy had always played a part in our love life, we really hadn’t acted on anything out of what most would consider the ordinary. But that was about to change. I had been teasing her for some time about pushing the envelope a bit, more just to get a rise out of her than in any real intent. I wanted her to be just a little out of her comfort zone, enough to put a little edge on her arousal, but not so much as to make her uncomfortable or uneasy. So you can imagine my surprise when after just such a teasing she turned , with more seriousness than I anticipated, and said “So tell me how that would work.”

This had been in response to me suggesting that the two guys across the room would probably be interested in her as I had noticed them grinning and talking to each other while looking in her direction as she had passed on her way to the restroom. I had teased that, with the right approach, I could probably fulfill more than a few of her secret fantasies. Now as I turned to her with my eyebrows raised at the seemingly serious tone to her voice, I saw the glint in her eyes that was both daring me and at the same time saying that if I had the balls to go through with it, she was up to the dare as well.

I sat back and pondered my next move as she raised her prickly pear margarita to her lips. She began to grin, thinking she had called my bluff.

“Hmm”, I said. “I guess I really can’t answer that without a little more intel.” Her eyes widened slightly as a stood up and strolled toward the two gents.

Their names were James and Ryan. They were a few years younger than us, but not college kids by any stretch. They had the air of local mid-management types out for a happy hour brew or two. Perhaps a bit more athletic than mid-management, more like sales reps. Neither had wedding rings, which was good because fidelity was important to both my wife and I. Ironic, but true. We weren’t looking to wreck homes. As it would turn out, my initial assessment was pretty accurate. Neither was married and they were pretty much catching up on old times as they had been college buddies and James was in town only briefly. I decided the direct approach was the only way.

“I noticed you scoping my wife a few minutes ago and she would like to buy you guys a round”, I said. They glanced at each other and I could tell they were a bit taken aback. They were more likely expecting some type of hostility after having been caught eyeballing her earlier. I explained that we were here on our anniversary and that if they were up to a bit of fun, they could help me fulfill my anniversary gift to her. That whole anniversary thing was crap, but it made for a little better line. After a bit more conversation and explanation I jotted our room number down on a napkin and headed back to my wife.

She had a bit of a deer-in-the-headlights look and I began to wonder if I had pushed her a bit too far. If I had, it was no problem backing out. I had left plenty of wiggle room in what I had told the guys and if at any time it didn’t add up I could cancel it without a problem. As I said, I had no desire to push her too far. But I wasn’t going to let her off the hook that easy. Better to have a little fun before letting her call uncle and back out.

“So its all set”, I said as a sat down and took a smug pull on my beer. “Later tonight they’ll be stopping by to help me out with my anniversary gift.”

“Anniversary? What are you talking about?” she said with a puzzled look.

I didn’t say anything, I just sat and grinned. As I thought she figured it out pretty quickly and her eyes went back to the deer-in-headlights. She didn’t say anything and nibbled distractedly at the red tip of her margarita straw.

“Yep, they are single, a bit younger than I thought, but they are more than up to the little challenge I put to them”, I said as I sipped my beer. “Seems that I was right about them scoping you out earlier, and as it just happens, they are, how shall I say?...In the mood” I chuckled.

No response, just a widening of her eyes and a bit of a sharp intake of breath. OK, I’ve toyed with her enough, I thought. I’ll let her off the hook.

“Well I suppose I can text them that you’ve chickened out. I think they’ll understand. But an opportunity like this could be a once-in-a-lifetime deal” I said with a grin. I reached for my phone and called up the text screen, fully expecting her to remain silent or perhaps a “You Jerk” as I had clearly trumped her original bluff. That was when my eyes widened.

“Don’t you dare”, she said.

“Excuse me?” I said. I was so sure of the “You Jerk” comment that I was not processing what she had said, or what it meant. Had I heard it right? I truly wasn’t sure.

“Your right, it could be a once in a lifetime thing” she said. “And besides, I am, how shall I say? In the mood.” And now it was her turn to chuckle.

“Well…I…Hmmm…”, I stammered, still holding my finger over the text button. My thoughts were racing as I worked through the ramifications of what she had said.

“Look”, she said, a slight frown on her lips “I know you have always been kidding about this stuff and I want you to know that I am quite content to go back to our room right now and shag each other into oblivion. I’m so turned on right now that I think I might have a hard time hiding the growing wetness between my legs when we do leave. But if you are serious, and more importantly, if you are really, truly OK with it as you’ve always claimed, I’m just horny and tipsy enough that I also am OK with it and won’t chicken out as you put it. Only one stipulation, if either of us at any time has even a little regret, we pull the cord and call it off.”

Surprised is a bit of an understatement. I almost pulled the rip cord right there. She had won the bluff, except it wasn’t a bluff. I had to call a timeout.

“Time”, I said.

“What?”, she said.

“Just give me a sec”, I said.

I sat back and looked at her. Mostly I was trying to figure out where her head was. How much had she had to drink? Not too much, two margaritas. OK, check that off the next morning regret list. Was I not enough? No, I believed her when she said I was the one for her and fidelity was never a question in either of our minds. OK, check that off the insecurity list. Was she bluffing? If so, I couldn’t tell. What it all boiled down to was did I believe her when she said she was OK either way this turned out. At the end of the day I could only do what I had always done. Trust her and take her at her word. And if that was the case, I couldn’t wait to see how high of an erotic ride I could take her on. That truly was my motivation. Sure I had fantasies of my own, but this one was clearly hers and my greatest desire had always been to take her as high as I could and revel in her ecstasy. This could well be that opportunity.

The knock at the door made us both jump. We had been making out like teenagers on the hotel sofa and she had been grasping my stiff prick through my slacks for a good 10 minutes. What was interesting was that we had kept our clothes on. Both of us knowing that at anytime there may be a need to stand up and open the door to what was essentially strangers. Neither of us were so brazen as to do that naked. After all, the rip cord was still there and available to either of us and we still hadn’t gone past the point of no return. I think had it been another 5 minutes, we would have been naked and neither of us would have answered that door for anything. As it was we paused, both of us recognizing that this was one of those check in points. It would be simple to just not answer. No harm, no foul. I waited a moment or two, letting her mull over whether or not to back out. There was no shame in it at this point. Both of us had taken this well beyond where either thought it would go. I waited another moment for my raging hard on to fade enough to where I could stand to answer.

It was then that I saw her mood switch. Up until now I had sensed that although I believed she was serious, she hadn’t fully committed to the idea. The one thing that always impressed me about my wife was that once she made up her mind about something, she truly did not have regrets. Until now, I knew she hadn’t passed that point and I wanted to give her any space she needed. But now I saw that switch. She had made up her mind and although I knew she would respect any decision I made in terms of chickening out as I had so glibly put it a few short hours ago, she most certainly was not going to. And she just as certainly would not have any regrets. And she was on fire.

“Are you going to answer the door?” She asked huskily. Only it was no dear-in-the-headlights look she was sporting now.

They were good. Almost too good, like this was not their first time sharing a woman. As one kissed her deeply and sensually, the other peeled a bit of clothing off. Then they would trade, the other caressing her neck and kissing her slowly while another bit of clothing was shed. In no time she was completely naked between them. Her head tilted back and her hands grasped at the curly dark hair of James and the longer straighter hair of Ryan as each sucked and nibbled on her ridged nipples. I could literally see the juices running down the inside of her thigh and her hard erect clit peeking from beneath her swollen lips.

“Ohhh, god….”she groaned, eyes closed. She was deeply in the zone and her body was literally tingling with desire. So erotic was the image that my own cock was leaking pre-come out the tip. Had she so much as touched me I would have released a huge load right into her hand. It would not have been the first to spill on and in her that night.

They moved over to the bed and sat her on the edge of the mattress, their pricks now at chin level. She reached up and cupped each of their balls in her warm hands as she contemplated the two cocks. Ryan was the larger of the two, nearly twice as large as my modest cock. James was not small by any means and well proportioned with a large mushroom head. She started with James, licking slowly from the base of his cock to the ridge of its head before slipping it between her lips as she stroked Ryan’s larger cock with her hand. James held her head for a moment and gently pumped his hips, pushing his thick cock in and out of her mouth a few times before releasing her. With an audible pop she released his glistening cock from her mouth and turned her attention to the larger cock of Ryan. He tilted his head back and released his own groan as she simultaneously stroked and sucked his large cock. There was no way she could take more than half of it into her mouth and she worked the base of his cock with her hand while working the tip with her tongue and lips. I should point out that my wife is an exceptional cock sucker. It stems from the fact that she really enjoys it and she was giving it her all, fueled by the burning heat between her thighs. She alternated between them and in no time had them both straining to hold back. James was the first to succumb and with a groan turning into a grunt unleashed a massive load. My wife pumped his thick cock as spurt after spurt splashed onto her chin and chest. I think she secretly had planned to get James off first. As much as she was enjoying sucking the two of them off, she had other plans for that massive cock of Ryan’s and it involved more than pumping his tool between her lips.

She scooped some of James’ creamy load from her chest and spread it over Ryan’s glistening tool. The idea of lubing that large cock with another man’s come was just the sort of impish thing she would do when she is in that erotic zone. Ryan’s cock, now dripping with James’ come, stood at full mast and she was ready to feel more of it. She lay back on the bed, raised her knees and pulled him down on top of her.

“Don’t be gentle”, she said, her eyes glazed in a lustful glint of anticipation. “I’m way beyond that and I need your big cock hard and deep.”

Ryan did not disappoint. In one smooth motion he buried himself into her dripping wet and burning hot pussy. One or two strokes to find his rhythm and he began giving her the pounding she had asked for.

“Oh my god, yes!” she grunted between clenched teeth. “Don’t stop, do me!” she begged. Her belly was spasming as her pent up orgasm ripped through her in relentless waves. She later described at as one, continuous orgasm, pulsing with each thrust of Ryan’s prodigious cock.

My own aching cock couldn’t take much more. I kneeled next to her head and she grasped my stiff prick and took it almost desperately into her warm, wet mouth. Her low moaning was vibrating through my cock and down to the base of my balls and with each thrust from Ryan she took me deep into her throat. Typically I don’t come in her mouth, but she showed no signs of letting up and I knew she could feel my cock swelling as my own orgasm hit me. She sucked even harder as I pumped my load into her grasping lips. As my orgasm began to subside she released her suction hold, opened her mouth and milked the last few drops from the end of my cock and onto her outstretched, come-covered tongue.

With a roll of her hips she rolled Ryan onto his back so that she was astride him. She lifted herself, almost reluctantly, off of his still stiff prick. As she backed off of him she grasped the base of his impressive tool and released my load from her mouth and down onto his stiff rod. She knows that it turns me on when she sucks her own sweet juice from my stiff cock during our lovemaking sessions. From the intense look on Ryan’s face I could tell it affected him similarly as she proceeded to suck and lick the now co-mingled juices from me, James and her own sweet pussy from his engorged rod.

She also knows how much I like to watch her get herself off. There is something about the self-abandonment of her rubbing her hard little clit that drives me wild. She took a momentary break from her ministrations on Ryan to turn her sexy ass toward me. With a glance over her shoulder she said “Watch me baby while I suck on this big thing”. I stared transfixed as her hand became a blur on her pulsing pussy. I could literally see her ass clench as another strong orgasm pulsed through her. As her orgasm lessened a bit in intensity her fingers went from a blur on her hard little clit to pushing into her wet and well lubricated pussy. After a few deep strokes she withdrew her wet fingers and slowly pushed first one, and then a second into her tight, puckered ass. Now this was certainly a treat as we don’t often engage in more than light anal play. I knew what she had in mind and it was clear that she was going to take every advantage of this opportunity. Needless to say my cock, which had never really gone soft, responded quickly. The one advantage of my modest size is that on those rare occasions when we do venture into backdoor sex, she can accommodate me without making it a completely one way street of pleasure.

She withdrew her fingers, climbed back astride Ryan’s tool, and with a sigh lowered herself back onto him. She leaned forward, lowering her sweaty and heaving breast to his mouth and he eagerly took it. She then reached back, and with her eyes closed, slowly spread her firm cheeks. In a low whisper, almost as if in a trance, said, “Do it”.

She didn’t have to explain. I knew what she wanted. I knelt behind her, taking in the sight of Ryan’s tool buried to the hilt in her wetness. Slowly I pushed forward, easing the head of my revived cock to the opening of her ass. Gently back and forth, dipping a little deeper each time, I eased my way into her.

She gasped and lay still, adjusting to the feeling of two stiff cocks filling her. It felt as if her entire lower body was transfixed. Each twitch and shift sent pulses through her body. Her discomfort eased as her ass adjusted to my girth and she began to slowly raise and lower herself in a rhythmic and slow gyration of her hips that was excruciating in its sensuality. I could feel Ryan’s prick stretching her tight pussy just as my cock was stretching her tight ass. From the look on Ryan’s face he had finally reached his limit and was very close to the point of no return. Meanwhile, James had recovered from the masterful blowjob she had given him earlier. He climbed up onto the bed to revisit that same sexy mouth that had done a number on him earlier, offering his thick cock to her once again. She took him into her mouth, gripping the base with her hand while concentrating her licking and sucking on the underside of its large mushroom head. At this moment she was filled in every way. In an intense erotic trance-like state she slowly gyrated and moaned, building gradually in speed and intensity. This orgasm was different. Whereas before they had been rolling ripples and waves, this one was bearing down on her with an almost scary intensity. Later she said that it was almost like blacking out. She was not riding the wave like earlier, she was swept up and engulfed by it. She lost all track of what was happening as her body convulsed and spasmed, transfixed by three cocks at once. I felt Ryan’s cock swelling as he uttered an “Oh, holy shit” and soon he also was convulsing and pumping her with utter abandon. As his hot cream seeped from around his thrusting cock I let loose with a howl of my own and spilled myself into her ass. I cleared the sweat from my eyes in time to see James deposit his load once again onto her heaving and sweaty breasts. At that point all of us collapsed into a sweaty and gasping heap, arms and legs askew in an exhausted tangle.

As I shut the door behind them I turned back toward my sexy wife. She was still breathing deeply but had caught her breath and had come back down to earth.

“Well dear”, I said. “I hope that will tide you over for awhile as I don’t intend to share you again anytime soon”. I was grinning from ear-to-ear, knowing that I had in fact taken her to those erotic heights that I had always known she was capable of.

“Next time its your turn”, she sighed.

“Hmmm..” I said, “you realize what that means?”. It was rhetorical of course. She well knew what my fantasy was. And it didn’t involve me screwing any other woman. I think I mentioned it before, she was the only one that interested me.

“Oh I know”, she grinned. “It means your going to make me do this again. But instead of two well-hung studs, I’ll be serviced by...and servicing…a blond and brunette.” The glint in her eye said that it wouldn’t be such a dreary task after all. Just the thought had my cock on the rise….


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