I married my wife young, in our early 20's. We vowed not to stop having fun just because we were married. We travelled, partied etc, but had always remained faithful to each other. We had a great sex life and always looking to try new things, as long as it was just the two of us.
My wife Sally is beautiful. Long brunette hair, captivating dark brown eyes, toned body, long smooth legs and a very full c cup chest. She attracts a lot of attention which she enjoys, but doesn't let it go to her head. We had been married about 5 years when this story takes place.
There was a music festival on in town, featuring a few bands that we both enjoyed. Sally wore a very short pair of army green cargo style shorts, a tight white singlet top and a pair of runners. Not an overly exciting outfit but she made it look so sexy.
It was late in the afternoon, we had been at the festival since mid morning. Sally's favourite band was playing and together we squeezed our way through the crowd until we were deep in the mosh pit, I was standing slightly in front of her and a bit to one side.
The first hint that something was up was when I heard Sally cry out 'hey'. I asked Sally what was wrong and she told me that someone had groped her breasts. I asked her who it was but she wasn't sure. I let it pass but it continued to happen, someone was groping her breasts and ass and rubbing their crotch against her. With the crowd so packed in and pushing towards the front, it was all i could do not to get seperated from her, let alone figure out who was groping her and stop them.
I knew things had gotten worse when I heard Sally cry out 'what the fuck'. I looked around to see Sally trying desperately to pull her shots back up. I couldn't see much because of the crush. I tried to help her get them back up but it just wasn't going to happen. She kept asking for help and she told me that people kept grabbing her ass, she was in tears by this stage. Suddenly the expression on Sally's face changed from panic to blank and she mouthed a quiet 'oh fuck'.
I couldn't see what was going on and Sally seemed to have completely frozen up. Little did I know some creep had slid his hand inside her thong and was fingering her. This went on for a short time and then her expression changed again, her jaw dropping and her eyes closing. I knew that look well. She was enjoying whatever was happening. Little did I know that this pervert, with the help of at least one accomplice, had managed to spread her legs enough to slip his cock into her. I tried to ask her what was going on. I tried to do something, anything, but it was useless with the packed crowd. Sally started moaning, I couldn't believe this was happening, I knew where this was going. Her words said it all 'oh fuck, oh fuck, oh yes!' I knew her next face well also, it was her orgasm face. I couldn't believe it.
At some stage the creep had his own orgasm, filling her with his seed, before disappearing into the crowd. He was never seen again. It wasn't until the band finished and the crowd started to subside that Sally was able to pull her shorts back up and we could get out of there.
Back at home I felt so guilty that I couldn't help her and apologised profusely. Sally felt guilty herself and confessed that it had felt really good and that she'd had a very intense orgasm. We both agreed to forgive each other and to put that day behind up. We didn't know at the time that it had changed us both.
FUCK MY WIFE!
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