My Young Wife's Hidden Lust

When I first got married my sex life was pretty normal in that we were hot for one another but there was nothing out of the ordinary going on. Lucy was a beautiful English rose, if I do say so myself. Outwardly pretty quiet, a tall brunette who benefited from great genetics which bestowed upon her a trim hourglass figure with long dancer's legs – she'd been a student at dance college when we'd met. Her galvanising face held immense sexual attraction; luscious lips, large dark eyes – full of promise - hair a shining dark-brown feminine mane of slightly wavy locks. I was more than pleased with my catch, so to speak.

So kink had never come into it. We'd even watched a bit of porn together and I had somewhere noted mentally that she did get hotter when there was more than one guy in a scene but that again seemed normal enough – no-one likes variety more than us blokes, so I could relate. From what I knew of her past, I was only the second guy she'd slept with so there wasn't even any history to explore.

Then one dull evening out turned on its head and I saw my bride in a whole new light. We'd gone to her work's annual summer ball. It was an insurance firm, pretty large in our part of the world so the event was quite a splendid do, with the males required to don dinner suits and the women in elegant dresses.

The company around our table, however, was lousy. There were half a dozen people I didn't know – blowhards and their wives from some other office – along with Lucy's direct boss – a bit of a church-going harpy of a woman in her early forties who might've been attractive if she could let the scowl stop dominating her face and didn't have a tongue like a carving knife.

Melinda, aforesaid boss, had a poor put-upon husband, Jerry, who was a nice bloke – one of those guys you just want to take out for a beer as a humanitarian gesture and thanks for his sacrifice for mankind – keeping witches like Melinda away from the rest of us.

My saving grace was the couple seated next to me – Stephanie and her husband Mark, around our ages. Stephanie was a well-proportioned dusty-blonde girl with bright sparkly eyes who always had a dazzling smile for me anytime we met. Mark was a bit of a smiler, too, and looking at his sexy wife squeezed into her emerald evening outfit which showed a tantalising cleavage and edible ass, you could understand his sense of well-being.

Not to say Lucy didn't appear hot as hell in her own black satin dress, which had a fantastic split right up the centre, demure enough to appear a fold, teasing enough to offer a flash of thigh when she opened her stride or danced. The halter top supported her killer tits beautifully to push her deep cleavage and hint of full mounds just above the material. The luckiest bastard of all was the office 'junior' (the least senior salesman) Richard who was on his own and enjoying flirting with Stephanie and Lucy.

I was thinking the torture might be over as the night drew to a close and was planning on maybe hitting some late bars or clubs with Stephanie and Mark, when Melinda announced there'd be drinks back at her house for her 'people' – she announced it like some sort of duty and it put us in an awkward position; we didn't really want to go, she didn't really want to have us, but etiquette demanded it.

So we traipsed back to her large house in separate taxis – Lucy and I, Stephanie and Mark, with office-boy Richard tagging along; only for some free booze, I suspected. No-one was much enthused about it.

When we got there, Jerry was the perfect host and plied us all with drinks which we took in their large, welcoming lounge – I say so because I loved the sofas and big comfortable armchairs which breasted a wonderful open log fire; a bit like a hunting lodge. Low ambient lighting and some music set the mood nicely.

Jerry also introduced us to Melinda's sister, Edie - who had been babysitting their young children - which was a real surprise as she turned out to be human!

More than that, actually – she was some years younger, about late thirties, and seemed to have the soft looks her big bad sister lacked. She too was blonde, smaller in stature than Melinda. A straight shiny bob curled around her cheeky smile and although she wasn't as glamorously dressed as the other women, her short skirt and top showed a

buxom figure without a trace of fat. Obviously, she liked to look after herself; she talked gyms with Richard for a good ten minutes. I had the urge to join one myself – preferably hers.

Edie became the axis of conversation as the drinks flowed and her presence and cheeky banter got everyone back up on an enjoyable high; Everyone except Melinda, of course, who barely concealed her resentment of her sister's popularity. Eventually, she announced she was off to bed, that she was sure we wouldn't mind and that Jerry and Edie would 'take care of you all'.

Jerry just shrugged as she disappeared off, and we shared his sense of relief as the lounge door shut firmly. Edie grimaced, wondered aloud if it was her fault.

Jerry, surprisingly, just gave a laugh and asked, "Well, have you been watching her porn again while the kid's slept?"

That was an eyebrow raiser. Lucy, Stephanie and Richard gasped at this revelation about their boss. Mark and I exchanged curious grins.

Edie giggled, put a hand over her mouth, made big playful 'how dare you?' eyes at Jerry.

He turned to the rest of us, quite drunk, and announced, "Bit of a secret. I once caught Edie watching some skin flick DVDs that Melinda collected. Melinda doesn't know, so. . ." he tapped the side of his prominent nose with a finger.

Melinda's? Really?

Edie reached over and mussed up his slicked salt-and-pepper hair, sniping, "You fibber!"

"You were!"

Then Edie laughed, shrugged, looked at us all and said, "Oh well. Heck, it was good stuff. Fun."

Lucy said, "Oh, I like some of that, too," causing my eyebrows to make a run for my hairline. "What was it?" she asked.

Edie hesitated a bit then answered, with a glance at Jerry, "Well, kind of. . .It's guys cumming over a girl, y'know. Um, sometimes she gets screwed. . ."

"Hey, porn's porn," Richard quipped, "Gang-bangs, yeah?"

Nope," Jerry corrected, "bit of group shagging but really, it's porn aimed at women – with a bit of bukkake sort of stuff, you know? Women in control, though."

Right. I understood perfectly now – 'women in control' suited Melinda to a tee.

Stephanie laughed at Richard. "'Porn's porn. . .Listen to Mr.Pornstar. Though you should be in some, huh 'donkey-boy'? 'Dickie'." She teased him.

Richard blushed, then went beetroot when Edie regarded him with curious eyes.

Edie was quick to pick up. "What's that? Have you got a big willie, Richard? Dick got a big dick?" She guffawed at her own humour.

I looked at Lucy quizzically. Did she know about this nickname stuff? She'd never told me. Lucy said, "Some of the women in the office tease him, Andy," by way of an answer.

"Has Melinda seen it?" Edie asked Jerry.

He made a drunken, 'Don't know' face.

Edie pressed in her own tipsy giggle, "Well I want to see it."

The girls laughed with shock. "Me too!" Stephanie added, raising her hand.

Richard whispered, "Fuck off," in a hoarse voice.

"Aw, come on," Edie said. "We're all a bit drunk. It's late. Melinda and the kids in bed other side of the house. No-one to spoil the fun. . ."

Jerry nodded, eyeing up his sister in law. Good for him, I thought.

"And anyway," added Edie, "I'm not going to see you again, am I? how about that for fun, Richard – showing your big dick to a strange girl?"

He said nothing. Instead, Mark asked his wife, matter-of-factly, "Steph, how the hell do you know his dick is big?"

She smiled. "A temp. Richard here had some sexy fun with that college girl we had in last summer. But she wasn't very discreet about it."

"Oh for fuck's sake," Richard sighed, slumped in his armchair that faced the fire, right angles to the rest of us sat on the huge couches..

"Come on," Edie urged. "I bet you're hard thinking about it." Shrieks from Lucy and Stephanie at her audacity. "Let me see if it's as big as the ones in Melinda's porn," Edie asked with a sexy smile.

Richard grabbed his crotch, gansta-style, moulding the material around the shape of his dick. An impressive bulge. "Here you go," he said, cheeky.

"Oh, you're a damn tease," Edie hissed. "You're getting me quite hot." She shook her big tits slowly, prompting more giggles. Then she winked at Lucy and Stephanie. "Now take it out for a proper look, Mr Pornstar, or we'll take it out for you, won't we girls?"

Richard laughed aloud, "No fucking way. . ."

Edie stood.

Richard shuffled upright in his chair. "No way," he smiled, but it was wavering into trepidation.

Edie looked sexy as hell. Those large boobs were pressing on the front of her white top, and there was no doubt she possessed a pair of nipples to compliment them. She smoothed her skirt down over shapely thighs – she was small in height but her proportions were pure blonde pocket dynamite. Her legs looked gym-toned and flexible.

I was getting quite heated myself as she contemplated Richard. I think everyone was poised then, eager to see if events would teeter this night over the edge. The atmosphere was certainly ripe and Edie took advantage of it by saying softly with a wicked smile to Stephanie and Lucy, "I like to be in control a bit as well. Don't you, girls? Don't you like to see a boy jerk his man-meat just for you?"

Without a pause, Lucy drunkenly blurted out, "Oh, yes. That's the bit I like. When they all pull it. . ." Then she seemed to catch herself, felt my eyes right beside her, burrowing into her.

I'd just had an epiphanic moment, put my finger right on what it was about the porn we had watched that got her going. Guys jerking. The more the merrier. It was at those points in the scenes that she got into it. Of course. She glanced at me, giggled. Said, "Oops. . ."

Stephanie howled with laughter, snorting her wine. "I'm game," she said, looking at Mark who wore an incredulous but amused expression.

Mark turned to Richard and shrugged, "I think you'd better get your dick out for them, Donkey-boy. I'm not going to be responsible for their actions. . ."

Richard looked terrified, swallowing hard.

Edie stalked over to him, stood over him as he attempted to sit upright. Then she fell forward, pinning his arms to the chair with her hands, tickling her blonde locks in his face, her big tits barely centimetres from him as she consciously swung them across his chest.

"Help me, girls," she appealed and Lucy and Stephanie took just a second to decide then jumped up and crossed to help Edie pin down Richard.

Jerry clapped and laughed along with the assault. Mark and I swapped bemused glances. Again, it was a case of, 'when in Rome'. I think we both wondered if the girls would dare.

Edie wasn't to be denied. Lucy and Steph took an arm each. Richard was alternately laughing and in denial that they'd go ahead. Edie slid down his body, taking her big tits over his crotch with a, "Wow, feels big right enough."

Then she was unbuckling his belt, unfastening his waistband, tugging at his pants as she sat astride his legs, full of fun and devilment.

Richard realised fully that she was damn serious in her intent. He struggled a bit but had no chance.

In seconds, Edie had his underwear about his thighs and cooed as she revealed his genitals. I watched Lucy and Stephanie's increasingly horny expressions as they gazed down at Richard's crotch.

"Well, that is impressive, boy," said Edie.

He was hung, no doubt. His cock was fat and long but flaccid still. It flopped down over a pair of hefty balls, reaching about six inches down his thigh. A good eight, soft.

"Hey, that's nice," said Stephanie. Lucy just looked on, nibbling her lower lip a bit.

Richard was more relaxed now that his secret was out but he still said, "Oh well. Now you've seen it. . ." and tried to dress again. But Stephanie grabbed his arm tight. Lucy followed suit.

And Edie wasn't relinquishing her domination. "You think we get to see this every day? I want to see it hard, Richard. Come on. . ."

There was a "Yeah," from Steph.

Mark smiled at me. Jerry gave a drunken cheer.

Richard looked fed up with the teasing; Certainly not intimidated any more. Like me, I think he was realising he had the three women in thrall to his oversized cock now, judging by their intense examination. So he took it in hand.

I heard a little gasp escape Lucy. Edie urged, "Oh yes. Do it."

But Richard played it poker-faced. "No chance. He said. You want to see it up, you make it get up. . ."

"That's cheating," said Edie. "You wank for us. . .right girls?"

"Maybe I will," he said with a sly grin. "But you're getting to see what you want, so I better get to see what I want."

"That's my boy," Mark said surprisingly. "You tell them. . ."

Stephanie looked at him, big sparkling eyes full of mischief. She flicked her lovely blonde locks out of her face as she put both hands on hips. "So you think the office boy gets to order us around?"

"Hey, the guy's fulfilling his part of the deal. You got yourselves into this. Reckon you should get yourselves out." He winked at me, then back to Stephanie, "So you got to play the game or he puts it away, right?"

"Yeah," Jerry added in support. "Edie likes her porn, so the pornstar dick gets to choose. . ." He trailed off.

"So, what?" Edie asked, narrowing her eyes at Richard. "You want to see these?" she pointed at her tits.

"He smirked. "That'll do for starters," and let his dick go free to hook a finger into Edie's top.

She slapped him off, sighed, looked around, smiled at us all, then proceeded to undo the ties of her top behind her neck, and let it fall forward to display those pneumatic tits holstered in a white lace bra that was flimsy enough for her big rouge nipples to be seen poking through the light gauze. "Okay?" she asked.

Richard looked down at his cock. He twitched it a bit, got a slight rise. "Keep going."

Lucy spluttered a laugh. Edie looked at Richard like a card-shark deciding on her next move. Ruefully, she gazed down at that big listless cock, took a deep breath, and slipped both straps off her shoulders.

Then she pulled the cups down at the front, right off, and those ferociously sexual breasts were seen in their entirety. The nipples were just as big and rubbery as I'd imagined, with wide aureole that were so aroused they raised off the flesh of each boob, augmenting a thick engorged nipple at their centre.

Edie ran he fingers over her breasts, shivering. She asked with a whisper, "Now you like what you see, bigcock?"

In response, Richard took his shaft in hand and stroked it up and down a few times. His cock lengthened even more, thickened up, his lengthy foreskin drawing back enough to show some purple flesh.

Edie exhaled a long, aroused breath, saying, "Oh, lovely, lovely. She kept fondling her tits.

I watched Lucy gaze on with big eyes, Stephanie's mouth slightly agape, her own fine chest heaving under that shiny green top.

I was hard as a rock, my seven inches straining my pants. I suspected Jerry and Mark – both locked onto those huge firm titties, were experiencing similar discomfort. I don't know how Richard was keeping it so cool – I suspect it was something to do with the exposure and also the guile he now displayed. The boy had developed a plan.

He suddenly stopped stroking and let his cock flop back over his balls.

"Hey. . ." Edie complained.

Richard shook his head, pointed at Steph and Lucy. "Them as well. You want to watch, you show," he said bluntly, the fucking hero.

My heart leapt. My dick jumped. Lucy and Stephanie laughed at each other nervously.

Edie regarded them standing around the armchair, said, "Well, let's do it girls. You want to see him beat that big meat, too? Of course you do. And the boys won't complain. . ."

She looked around. We were as in agreement with anyone as we've ever been in our lives, Jerry nodding like a stoned hippy with his whole body.

Lucy glanced at me, appearing both scared and aroused. I knew that expression. I just wondered if her horniness would overcome the knowledge of others being present. But this was a bit like a favourite DVD of hers, right? I shot her a smile and a little nod of encouragement.

Stephanie asked, "Mark? . ."

He grinned ear to ear, "Hey, you girls got yourselves into this. We're all up for fun. Thing is will you be big girls or little scaredy cats?"

She glowered at him, reached back behind her corset-style top. Lucy too, to my dick's delight, fingers grasping at the zip that ran down her back Holy shit, I thought with glee. They're going for it.

Stephanie and Lucy swapped looks, seemed to do a mental countdown, then simultaneously dropped the front of their dresses – or in Steph's case, the two-piece emerald outfit. Her top came right off, leaving her exposed completely topless, right to her waist, which took my breath away. No bra, bare tits, nice sloping handfuls with puffy, pointy nipples like little mountain peaks that pointed out at angles from her torso.

And Lucy, shrieking with the fun of it as she stood there in her black bra, those full C-cup boobs of hers shaking with mirth as Stephanie pointed over and said "Cheat!"

Edie insisted, "Come on, girl! All for one!"

So, with a big breath, my wife unclasped her bra – I was surprised she didn't just pop the front down – and let fall away to stand there with her dress unzipped to the waist as bare as her co-worked Stephanie, showing off the titties I love so much - firm rounded, incredibly symmetrical smooth orbs with her dollar-sized neat nipples. They're a natural wonder the way they look moulded to perfection, arcing out from her toned body.

Jerry clapped the girls. Mark whooped an "Alright, ladies!" I gave Lucy a thumbs-up as she looked at bit tentatively at me, trembling.

But Richard soon had the girls' heat back on. Edie cooed, "Oh, yes," as he grasped his dick and, looking between the three pairs of tits, began massaging it towards full erection. His heavy balls jiggled as the shaft stiffened.

And Edie's tits jiggled, too, as she gave them soft intermittent caresses and I was sure she was rubbing herself ever so discreetly along Richard's legs. He kept taking his eyes between Steph and Lucy standing above him and giving them nods of encouragement when they weren't gazing down at his cock.

Stephanie got his meaning and after a bit of initial reservation, put both hands up to her little titties and started to tease her own nipples.

Then Lucy, feeling a bit left out, overcame her own reticence, again glancing at me as if for approval. She got it, and began using her palms to rub up and around her tits, deliberately exaggerating a bit I think to encourage Richard.

He worked on that cock and they watched, entranced.

I was avidly trying to work out where it was all heading in my fizzing mind, and exactly where I was comfortable with it all heading. It was hot enough to see my wife in this new, exhibitionistic light, another for it to hit all at once without warning. A real kick and buzz; overwhelming.

Edie was making all the right noises. Then I noticed Lucy look over at Jerry and gasp. He had taken his dick out, sat there alone on the opposite couch and was merrily jerking as he watched the show.

Lucy stopped her caresses for a moment, looking shocked, then as the other girls saw , too, she did something I'd never really noticed her do before and started rolling each nipple between thumb and finger, making them more erect than ever, pointing out a good inch.

Then Edie moaned a complaint. Richard had stopped again, cock not quite fully up. Amazing – it looked like a baseball bat was sticking out his groin. He must've been ten inches and he still hadn't drawn back the flappy foreskin fully. He retorted, "Hey, you got Jerry to watch as well."