I would like to start by introducing myself as I’m a new author. I’m a student by profession and I would like my identity to
be anonymous. U can call me Dr. Dud. My wife, who I like to use in my stories goes by the fictitious name of Ashley. Both of
us get a huge turn – on by creating these sex stories and using her as the heroine for the key – role. So lets get started
with our first story!
Day: Wednesday
Date: 10/9/’08
Time:00:06 AM
Ashley was sucking my cock hard. It was swollen only to 6 inches,and not to its full 9 inches, and I had not yet come in her
face as I always like to do. She had started an hour ago and usually her blow jobs are so good I have the satisfaction of
splattering her face with my hot cum within a maximum of 15 minutes. Sometimes we use this for foreplay and take two or three
hours to have slow sex in the missionary position. But today, we were stuck at the oral phase for a whole hour and I was
nowhere near orgasm. I had kissed her passionately and ripped off her bra before we started. I thought she had tasted
something different from the way she usually tastes when I kissed her. Finally I envisioned a rather lusty – looking
celebrity with pouty lips and huge breasts slowly working on my penis and swallowing the whole of it (you all know who that
is) and not surprisingly, I had a gigantic orgasm that almost choked her. Within seconds my wife’s face was covered with my
white juices. I kissed her passionately not botherin to wipe my cum off her slutty face, played with her breasts and sucked
on her lips till she fell asleep.
Day: Thursday
Date: 11/9/’08
Time: 10 AM
It was time for a break at the hospital. I decided to drive to the electric goods store. I walked holding my broad 5’9″ frame
erect, hands in my pockets down the aisle of the section for security cameras. I selected a moderate priced one that would
serve the purpose. At the reception was a pretty lady who looked to be twenty. I wondered if she had a boyfriend as she
looked away shyly as we made eye contact. As I paid the bill, I noticed the weather outside- rainy. There was mist on the
store’s glass. I wondered what was going on at home. I patted the camera in my bag, satisfied. Perfect.
Time: 5PM
I rang the bell and she welcomed me with our usual kiss. She did taste different. Was it my imagination? I fixed us some tea
and I watched Ashley as she curled up in the sofa with just her negligee on. Was that a slight moan that escaped her lips
when she brought her knees to her breasts? She’d never been in that much pain before. I frowned, but despite my suspicions,
the sight of her velvety heaven between her hips made me stare as she sipped her tea in a different world, lost in her
thoughts. I suggested that she go over to Bella’s -a pretty little spinster friend of hers, have dinner and spend the night
there if she wanted to, to which she readily agreed. As soon as I heard the door shut, I hurried to my bag, took out the
camera, read the instructions, then set out to get the necessary hardware for connecting it to my system. Within the next
twelve hours, everything was ready. I settled down in my bed exhausted.
Day: Friday
Date: 12/9/’08
Time: 8AM
I kissed my wife goodbye as I left for work. I noted the very subtle change in her taste again. It was normal this time. I
grinned sarcastically inside, thinking of the camera I had switched on and the moments which I was hoping it would record.
Time: 9PM
I returned tired after a late day, and again noted the mild change in her kiss. My wife did taste better than she did in the
morning. I did not bother to make love to her that night. I waited till she fell asleep, then crept to my computer. I
switched it on, and accessed the security camera console with my password, and rewinded it to 10 AM by just pure instinct.
What I saw made my dick bulge uncontrollably even though I had been ready for it. Ryan, the twenty year old college student
who lived opposite our appartment was entering ours – and my wife was dressed in nothing but her bra and mini denim shorts. I
knew at once by instinct, that Ashley wasnt wearing any damn thing under those tight shorts.
I let down my shorts to expose my now-hard-nine-inch-cock. I started stroking it, watching with mixed emotions as the young
handsome stud took my 36″ – 32″ – 34″ – angel into his arms, unhooking her bra in two seconds and passionately kissing her.
At that very second my angel became my sexiest slut to my eternally – unsatiated – fantasies.
The way he unhooked my wife’s lingerie within fifteen seconds showed his experience either with my wife and / or with women
in general. The fact that both of them were experienced turned me on even further. Ashley was now naked and he was still in
his bright orange tshirt and shorts. She didnt seem to bother about it. He was enjoying my wife to the core, and the look he
had on his face as he relished her sent warm sexual vibrations through my hips.
Finally, she decided she was too bare, and Ashley made Ryan sit on our couch (where she had lain the day before, during tea)
and removed his tshirt. As it reached his shoulders and covered his face, she pressed her firm proportionate juicy tits into
his hard muscular chest, and I could see both their abdomens were fit to the core. I was masturbating fast now as the tshirt
was thrown away into unseen oblivion and they were passionately kissing. My wife’s eyes were shut tight as he pushed his
tongue into the crevices of her slutty mouth. Ashley had wanted me to ‘tongue-fuck-her-mouth’ before but I could not entirely
grasp the concept, and soon gave it up since the only way I could have learnt it was with a tutorial. But now as I watched
him do it, I felt a tiny twinge of guilt, which I quickly brushed away as I felt pre – cum start to drip from the tip of my
cock.
Soon, Ryan’s pants were down and his inexperience started to show as my wife began to work on his huge cock. He was so
enchanted by her moves he was moaning for her to stop. But she went on, licking his cock, making it even bigger, taking his
balls between her slutty lipstick- spread – lips and sucking on them. Soon he held her by her fragile shoulders and pulled
her away from his shaft. I could now see his entire size, and it was definitely bigger than mine – at least ten inches. It
was a monster, and only Ashley would know how to handle it since she had so much of me. No wonder this guy was visiting her
everyday during his holidays!
He then held her head and pushed it into his cock again, shoving the tip of his giant into her mouth, between her parted dry
lips. She started sucking furiously this time, and he began to plunge his monster down her throat. She didnt strain a bit-
probably because of the training I gave her. She effortlessly swallowed this monster, and I couldnt even see more than 3
inches of his cock as he brought it out each time before plunging it into her oral juices again. Finally I could judge from
his intense expression that he was about to reach orgasm. I couldnt hold it back anymore and squirted the screen with my cum
and had to hurriedly wipe it away to satisfy my-still-stiff-cock with the visual feast.
I hoped he would not stop with this and I was blessed with more. Ryan removed his monster from my wife’s mouth and I could
see he still had a lot left in it as he continously showered her face, neck, tits, and abs all the way to her shaved pussy.
He then proceeded to squeeze her breasts, suck her nipples and continued to cum inside her for what seemed like 3 minutes. He
finished with a huge thrust and a passionate suck to her lips, and thats when my whore finally came- yes she was now a whore,
and I watched with mixed emotions as my angel became an experienced slut of a milf, lying naked in the arms of a handsome
young adult.
” I cleaned the mess I had made, put my shorts back on, and went back to bed. But I wasn’t surprised to still find my cock
semi- hard when I pressed into Ashley’s nude back (she always sleeps naked). I hugged her close, but with no love as
before…. JUST LUST.
>>> Will please all my readers with more episodes of me and Ashley>>>
Do please us with your comments so that Ashley and I can know your fantasies and make them come true. Some of the stuff in
the story are true, like my wife’s dimensions. But the majority of the story is just made up of our sexual fantasies. THIS IS
NOT A REAL SEX STORY. Please be free to comment on my wife. It doesnt bother us. Please also help us with ideas of new
costumes we can use to spice up our stories. Thanks a lot in advance..
Love,
dr guru
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