Kath my wife is rather petite, with dark brown hair, which is cut short into a bob and she tends to make her look younger than she actual is. Her figure is toned, with smallish and sensitive breasts, topped with prominent rosy nipples, which have breastfeed our children.
Kath keeps her pubic hair shaved and her vulva’s outer lips are best described as being, pleasantly puffy, and are a light reddish-brown in colour, her delicate inner lips protrude about a centimetre out of vulva.
Generally speaking, her every day wear is a pair of neat trousers, with a jumper or a blouse, on special occasions she wears a dress. For several months after our Egyptian holiday, as a prelude to our lovemaking, Kath and I would often pillow talk about her experience with Mohammed the masseur. She did eventually admit to me, that during her second massage, he had masturbated her to orgasm, and that he had asked her to stroke his cock, which she did willing, until he came in her hand.
Every now and again, Kath would say to me, this really turns you on doesn’t it? Followed by, I can’t imagine what you’d be like if he had actually fucked me. My usually reply was along the lines of, I’m not sure; however, I did encourage you to have another massage and the fuck we had was one of our best ever.
Before Kath gave birth to our children, she was a teacher at a local primary school, however now that the boys were at secondary school, Kath wanted to go back to work and decided that after having spent years, looking after our own kids, the last thing she wanted, was to spend her day, teaching someone else’s. After considerable thought, Kath decided she would like to this take the opportunity and further her interest in yoga, and maybe even start a new career as a yoga teacher. Although she had practiced yoga for a number of years, to teach it she would need to have a qualification.
Kath did her research online, and found a residential yoga teachers training course, the course was very intensive and was limited to only ten students at any one time. It would mean that Kath would be spending almost a week away from home.
She arrived at the hotel on Saturday evening, just in time for dinner and drinks, with the rest of the group. The hotel was a large house, set in its own grounds and was well equipped with its own bar for residents. After dinner she called home and said goodnight to the kids, we chatted, Kath said she was pleased to see that the group was mixture of all ages, as she had been a little worried that she may have been the oldest one there. We eventually finished the call with a mutual love you.
On the first day of the course, the students were paired up; Kath was partnered with a middle aged gentleman called Graham. Around lunch time on Monday I got a call from her, after our initial greetings she went quiet and seemed to be stuck for words, I asked if everything was ok, and then she hit me with a bombshell. She asked me how I felt about her going with someone else. I was momentarily stunned, and then asked, what had brought this on.
She hesitantly, replied that she had spent the first day working with her practice partner Graham, and had it had all been very tactile, which she had enjoyed immensely and found herself getting excited from all his close attention, and that later that evening, after dinner, when the bar had closed, she along and with some of the group had gone back to Graham’s room for drinks. While they were all chatting away, Graham sat next to her, and complemented her on looks, and said that he would like to get to know her much better.
After a short pause Kath sheepishly, added that she had been a bit tipsy and had allowed him to kiss her goodnight, which went a bit further than just being friendly, but it was, still only kissing. I asked her about Graham. She said he was married, and that he was quite distinguished looking and was very charming. We ended the call with me saying that I would think about it, and would call her.
When, alone in our in bedroom, that night I did masturbate, fantasising about what might potentially happen. I called Kath the following morning, unfortunately her phone had been turned off; I left a message for her to call me. I spent the rest of the day, battling with a mixture of excitement and confusion, my cock said yes, however I was concerned about our relationship, and I certainly didn’t want Kath to get emotionally involved with another man. Around tea time, I received an abrupt three word text from Kath, which simply said Yes or No?
My cock had already made its mind up, and I quickly typed YES.
Kath, told me later, that they didn’t just spend the one night together, but also the rest of the week, which had followed a familiar pattern, once the bar had closed, the group would gather in Graham’s room, and after an hour or so the others and would leave and she would remain.
She said it had felt strange, and a bit freaky, but also incredibly exciting, waking up the next morning, with her pussy leaking cum and a naked man, lying next to her that wasn’t her husband.
Kath left the hotel early Friday morning, in a rush, hoping to get back before the kids had gone to bed, when she first arrived home, there was an understandable awkwardness between us, with both of us not quite sure how to react with each other. With the boys were safely tucked up in bed, Kath said she was going to have a quick shower and freshen up as she hadn’t had enough time for one in the morning.
I affectionately put my arms around her waist and pulled her closely to me, and whispered into her ear, not this time, and I reminded her of the shower she’d had after her second massage with Mohammed. We headed upstairs to our bedroom; I had already dimmed the lights and changed the sheets ready for her arrival. I striped off quickly and lay on the bed, while Kath stood awkwardly waiting for me to say something, I spoke softly, and asked her, to get undressed and show me her beautiful body.
Kath hesitantly began to get undress, desperately trying not to make eye contact with me. When she was down to just her bra and knickers, I got off the bed and stood up facing her, and began passionately kissing her face and neck. I broke off our kiss, and knelt down in front of her, and stated to remove her knickers.
When they were finally off and lying, between her feet, I saw the reason why, the gusset was covered with large quantities of what was obviously her lovers dried spunk that had been mixed together with her vagina’s copious discharge.
I stood up and kissed her on her lips, Kath’s eyes were firmly closed, as she couldn’t bear to look into my face, I unhooked her bra and let it fall to the floor; Kath’s swollen breasts were covered in dark purple love bites, Graham had defiantly wanted to leave his mark on his conquest, and my once shy and conservative wife, had clearly enjoyed him doing it.
I fell back on to my knees and grabbed at her buttocks, and pulled her wet cunt into my face, and began lapping away with my tongue at her pungent smelling pussy lips; pushing it as far as I could up her sopping slit. Her cunt had a taste that I knew was not just her, but also that of her lover. I can honestly say that kneeling there; between my beautiful wife’s open legs, at that very moment I was in absolute heaven.
Kath came hard on my face, I then, as gently as I could lay her on the bed and slid my cock smoothly into her cunt without any resistant’s, I came in a just a few short seconds and collapsed, emotionality drained onto her chest.
As I lay there Kath gently stroked my hair and tenderly kissed my forehead.
When we had both recovered, rather than fall asleep, I went down stairs and brought back a bottle of red wine and two glasses, and then with some prompting from me, Kath proceeded to tell me some of what had transpired during the week.
Kath said, the first time they were alone together, she was so desperate, to get his hard cock inside her, that she almost tore his clothes off him. She was not to be disappointed; Graham fucked her on her back; with her legs wrapped around his waist, forcefully, thrusting his cock deep into her, stretching her vagina in a way that I never could. It didn’t last long; however, Kath said she had a massive orgasm as he pumped his cum into her willing cunt.
My wife went on to say that, after they rested, they spent the rest of the night fucking and feasting on each other’s bodies. I questioned her, about Graham and asked, if his cock was bigger than mine, she said its length was about the same, but it was a lot fatter, and its veins were more pronounced, also that he was circumcised, which she thought allowed him to last longer, as it was probably less sensitive. She casually added that also when he came, he produced a considerably more amount of semen than I did, and that when he ejaculaulated it came in series of powerful and rapid spurts.
It was obvious to Kath that I was very aroused by what she telling me, as my cock was rock hard, so she continued, telling me how different it felt sucking on a cock without a foreskin, and that despite it being fatter than mine, it slid down her throat a lot easier.
Kath was now slowly rubbing her clit, clearly getting off, on my excitement, I urged her to carry on and tell me more, she continued, saying that his balls were most defiantly, larger and also heavier than mine and hung lower, and when he fucked her hard from behind, with every forward thrust, they would thump against her vulva and send a tremor through her pussy.
We fell asleep spooning with my cock buried inside her.
In the morning after the boys had left for school, I asked her why she hadn’t she used any form of protection, she replied in a very matter-of-factly, and dismissive tone, that after their first fuck she couldn’t see the point, and besides Graham had said, afterwards that he had had a vasectomy, and anyway, she liked having his cum inside her.
I then, asked her if it felt awkward, knowing that the other students on the course knew that they had slept together, she laughed and said there wasn’t that much sleeping, and they weren’t the only ones, several of the others had also paired off together.
A few days later, Kath, reminded me, that course, was part one of two, and with my permission she was hoping to spend another week, getting fucked by senseless by Graham. I smiled and wryly, replied, yes, and that I was immensely grateful to him for turning my beautiful wife into the slut she most certainly has become.
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