Sharing My Wife Amanda Ch. 06

It was barely sunrise.

My wife Amanda was wearing a tight black and purple sports bra that cradled her breasts beautifully, leaving her sexy 6-pack abs and navel fully exposed. Her running tights was made of the same stretchy material that flaunted her equally incredible ass. She had her long black hair tied in a ponytail and pulled through her cap.

Amanda glanced at her watch as she trudged towards the start of the trail. The temperature was low enough that her breath steamed, but the cold air didn't bother her. She had run this particular trail, which wound through the nearby hills, numerous times with her usual group of training partners. In fact, she was scheduled to meet them here later in the morning. But first, my wife had business to take care off.

Amanda was stretching her hamstrings, bent at the waist and touching her toes, when she heard footsteps behind her.

"That's the perfect position for you, baby."

Amanda lifted her head and rolled her eyes. "Hi, Bryan."

My wife's partner of the day came up close to her, leering at her exposed skin while snaking one arm around her waist to fondle her ass. "I must say, you looking fucking amazing today. That tight outfit makes you look----"

Amanda slapped his hand away. There was a trace of both playfulness and disdain in her voice. "Come on, let's get this over with." Without waiting for a response, she began a light jog onto the trail. Bryan simply chuckled and followed her.

They ran together at a leisurely pace as the trail meandered through the sparsely wooded hills. Bryan purposefully lagged behind Amanda, and his eyes were glued to her ass so intently that he nearly stumbled several times.

After about 15 minutes, Amanda had just started to work up a nice sweat when Bryan suddenly reached out. He grabbed onto the back of her sports bra and roughly yanked her to the side of the trail.

"This is the place," he told her, gesturing to an area several yards off the trail. There was a patch of grass shielded by some trees that contained a large boulder and several uprooted logs.

Bryan looked around and saw that they were alone. Then he licked his lips, and half guided, half dragged my wife over to the secluded spot. Once they were there, he spun her around and kissed her hungrily, his hands all over her body and groping her ass again.

As my wife pulled away, Bryan looked suggestively at the enormous bulge in the front of his shorts. "My hard-on is getting really uncomfortable in there," he sneered at her.

Suddenly, his hand shot out, flying to the top of her head. "On your knees, my little whore," Bryan commanded, pushing her to the ground.

Amanda sunk to her knees and knowingly began undoing Bryan's shorts. She pulled down them down with his underwear, and his cock, with its slightly bent head, sprung into view.

Bryan removed Amanda's cap and negligently flung it aside like a Frisbee before roughly pulling her head onto his shaft. He kept one hand on the back of her head to keep her in place as be began viciously throatfucking my wife. With his other hand, he pulled up her sports bra, rubbing, squeezing, and slapping at her tits as they spilled out. "Oh fuck, that's so good!"

Bryan thrusted his cock in and out of my wife's mouth for a decent amount of time before changing tactics. Letting go of Amanda's tits, he took a firm hold of her head with both hands and began sliding it up and down the length of his shaft. He started slowly at first, but he quickly reached a rapid, furious crescendo, moaning loudly as my wife's head was a blur on his cock. Spit and precum were pouring out of her mouth, and there was a wet squelching sound emanating from the back of her throat.

Bryan growled, but pushed Amanda away from him before he could cum in her mouth. She fell onto the grassy ground with a gasp, her chin and neck coated in wetness. Bryan went over to her, yanked her to her feet, and pulled her towards the large stone. My wife was facing away from him when he pulled her sports bra over her head and peeled her shorts down her legs.

Bryan stared at her firm, toned ass once more before giving it a hard slap. Then he bent her over the boulder with Amanda's arms fully extended on its round surface. He jammed his index finger into her shaved pussy and began probing her.

Bryan drew near her as he fingerfucked my wife. "You always act like such a bitch around me," he growled in her ear, his breath hot on her skin. "Always rolling your eyes at me, sneering at me. But I know you want it. I can tell by how wet you are. See?" He drew his digit out of her sex and shoved it into her mouth.

Amanda sucked on it and licked it clean.

"How does your pussy taste like?"

Amanda made a show of pondering the question. "It tastes like my husband and Dimitri, considering I fucked them both last night."

Bryan was actually stunned by my wife's response. Then he laughed and spanked her once more. "Goddamn, I can't believe how much you love being a disgusting whore! Have you been telling your husband what you've been doing with us? Huh? Does he get off listening to your fuck stories?"

"Yes to all of the above," my wife replied drily.

"Nice. Then let's give him another story to jerk off to."

Keeping my wife bent over the rock, Bryan mounted her completely, crouching over her as he drove his shaft fully into her vagina. Amanda moaned loudly as her partner plunged deeply into her body from behind. He clamped his hand over her mouth to keep her silent.

"Shhh! There's someone coming," he hissed into her ear. "Some old man walking his fucking dog." She tried to look towards the trail, but Bryan jerked her head forward. "No, don't look." He rocked his hips back and forth slowly, his curved cockhead rubbing against my wife's inner vaginal walls. The friction was enough to make her squirm and whimper, but Bryan kept her pinned firmly in place. "Be quiet. Just stay still and let me bang that hot pussy of yours."

Amanda looked out of the corner of her eye to see if there really was someone on the trail. But she couldn't get a clear view. My wife knew that Bryan could be a manipulative creep, and immediately suspected that he was playing mind games with her.

"Should I tell the old man to come over? Do you want him to watch while I fuck the hell out of you? Oh, I think you do. I remember the way you looked when we gangbanged you in front of your husband. Amanda the Slut in all of her radiant glory."

Bryan draped himself on my wife, his entire body still except for the grinding motions of his hips. His movements were slow and heavy, and it felt so good that Amanda had to bite her lip from screaming in ecstasy. She didn't want to give Bryan the satisfaction of knowing how much she was loving his manhood inside of her right now...how the little bend in his cockhead dragged against her inner vaginal walls and threatened to give her an instant orgasm.

Amanda's nipples and clit became even more engorged as she began fantasizing about not just a single man watching her, but of a throng of spectators lining the surrounding woods. Of the many things that we discovered on the night of our respective gangbangs was that I loved watching my wife with other men, and she relished having a captive audience during sex!

Amanda's breasts where swollen and swayed painfully Bryan continued to spear her from behind. She was torn on whether or not she wanted him to notice her arousal. My wife knew that acting distant and disdainfully at Bryan only made him lust after her even more.

Bryan removed his hand from her mouth and spoke in a low voice. "Tell me what you did with the other guys. I want to know everything. Who did you fuck first, what did you do?"

Amanda swallowed hard. She wanted to reach down and rub her clit and tweak her nipples, but she kept her hands on the cold stone below her. Instead, she squeezed her eyes shut to focus on the crooked shaft sliding in and out of her pussy, as well as on her recent memories of our gangbang partners.

"I slept with Glenn first.... in his office. Oh!" Bryan rammed his rod into her hard. "He made love to me.... in the same position you have me in now. Ahhh...."

"Is that right?" Bryan was keeping his pelvic thrusts in a steady rhythm, but every now and then when Amanda spoke, he drove hard into her pussy, jolting her body and making her react. "The old man is watching me claim your pussy for my own. I think he's jealous. Should I invite him over and share you with him? Isn't that what you want? To fuck every man with a pulse? Aw, fuck that. I've waited too long to have you all to myself." Another hard slam into my wife. "Keep talking, slut."

"I made Glenn call his secretary into his office... and gave him a blowjob while I was hiding under his desk. She never knew I was there....oh god....that feels so good! Do it again...oh!!!"

"Who was next?"

"Phillip. I met him in his restaurant after closing time. He undressed me....ooohhhh..... and tied me up with my own bra....ahhh! Then he....uhhhh.... yes, fuck, yes....ahhhhh....then he smeared food all over my body and licked me clean...sprayed cum on my dinner and fed it to me."

"Damn, baby. You never cease to amaze me. Did he fuck you after that?"

Amanda was now gently rocking her body back and forth to meet Bryan's thrusts. She turned her head to search for the old man and his dog again, but Bryan yanked her hair and forced her to look straight once more. She gave up. "No," she answered. "He used my breasts to get himself off again and showered me with his semen."

Bryan elicited a cry from my wife's lips that carried through the trees. "Damn, I think you scared the old man. He's leaving now, the poor bastard. His dog still looks curious, though. Maybe it wants to hump you doggie style, too. Shit, I almost think you'd like that, you freak. What else?" Bryan demanded, pausing long enough to spank her ass before pumping into her again.

"Jansen....oh god, Jansen.... I made love to him in the locker room...at the gym...don't stop, Bryan! Harder, harder! A janitor walked in on us, and I had to suck him off so he wouldn't get us in trouble."

At that, Bryan actually stopped, threw his head back and laughed. "You really DO have an insatiable appetite, don't you? You should be in porn!" He slapped her ass hard several times, then pulled her head back by her ponytail. "But there's more, isn't there? Tell me, you dirty slut. I want to hear it all. What about your husband and his lover?"

"My husband and Dimitri...I had sex with both of them last night. They teamed up on me and made love to me....in my pussy and down my throat. Then I tried to fit them both in my mouth."

Bryan drilled into my wife's vagina especially hard upon hearing her last statement.

"Oohhh!!!!"

"You stuffed them both in your mouth and sucked them off at the same time? Holy shit!"

Bryan was incredulous, and completely overcome with lust and jealousy. He wanted to give a better account of himself than all the other men Amanda had fucked earlier in the week; and he wanted my wife to remember it. He clamped his rough hands on her hips to keep his target in place as he viciously attempted to, quite literally, tear my wife in two with his cock.

"Please, Bryan! My ass!"

"What did you say?"

"Fuck my ass. Please!"

He was still reaming Amanda's pussy when he roared at her, "Say it again! Scream it!"

"Fuck my ass, Bryan!" Amanda yelled into the trees.

Bryan pulled his engorged erection out of my wife's pussy, parted her asscheeks, then spit on her rear hole. He struck her ass again, with both a forehand and backhand motion.

"Oh god, I love that, Bryan. Don't stop, please don't stop!" He began landing haymakers all over Amanda's ass with open palms, leaving her skin incredibly red and welted.

Bryan snarled then drove his cock into my wife's ass without warning. She screamed in ecstasy. At this point, she knew she couldn't help herself if anyone was nearby or within earshot. She could only enjoy the wonderful assfucking that Bryan was giving her.

Bryan half laid, half squatted over Amanda as he slammed his hard cock deep inside of her. "Shit, baby. You're not so tight anymore. They must've all pounded your ass! Did you beg them for more like you're begging me now?"

Amanda merely nodded, she was too breathless to verbally respond. Her anus was burning from the searing friction, and she absolutely craved more.

My wife was soon exhausted. She was having a difficult time maintaining her position as Bryan continued battering her body. Her hands slowly slid off the boulder as she sunk to her knees. Bryan kept pounding her ass, but wrapped one arm around her waist to gently lower her.

Suddenly, he pushed my wife face-first into the ground and pinned her there with his shaft still embedded in her ass. He kept his full body weight on her for a moment, loving how her insides constricted around his manhood.

"Please," Amanda whispered weakly. Bryan didn't know if she was begging him to stop or asking for more punishment; he shrugged and decided she meant the latter. He quickly ramped up his speed, reaching beneath my wife as he sodomized her to grope at one of her breasts. Between my wife's ass and her tits, Bryan didn't last much longer.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck!"

Hearing and feeling Bryan about to explode in her ass seemed to revitalize Amanda. She rolled out from underneath him. Her partner was at the point of no return, so he grab his cock and began to stroke himself furiously. Amanda was still trapped beneath him as he knelt over her, so she cupped her tits and pressed them together. "Right there, Bryan! For you! All for you!"

Bryan howled in ecstasy as he ejaculated waves upon waves of spunk all over my wife's perfectly shaped tits. She always savored the sensation of warm stickiness splashing onto her skin, and how it always crusted immediately, no matter whose semen it was.

Amanda sighed and let go of her breasts, marveling at how she was able to collect it all on her chest without a single drop wasted on the ground. She smiled as she felt the gunk already hardening on her flesh.

My wife sat up and leaned her back against the big rock as Bryan stumbled to the side. She critically eyed his rapidly diminishing erection and the copious amount of semen covering her tits.

"What? That's it? No more?" she complained.

Bryan gaped at her. "Goddamn it, babe. I'm not a fucking machine! Give me a chance to---"

But my wife had already reached out and wrapped her hand around his penis. "I need more, Bryan. I want more. Don't you have any more cum for me?" she asked coyly, slowly rubbing him back to hardness. "I think you do. I think there's still more in there, and I want it." My wife was masturbating him faster now. "It's so easy to get you hard, you know that? I just have to touch you, and that's it. Do you get hard when you look at me, Bryan? I can always feel it when you stare at my ass and tits. Do you want me again?"

"Oh fuck, you know I---"

Amanda was relentless and cut him off. "Do you think of me when you fuck your girlfriend, Bryan? Do you? I want to know." Her hand motions were still as fast but heavier now. She could feel his manhood inflating and growing harder in the palm of her hand.

"Every single fucking time! You're so much hotter---"

Amanda interrupted Bryan again by slapping his hard-again shaft against her face several times, first her on right cheek and then on her left. Next she began smacking his erection against her breasts. There was still a slimy coat of cum covering them, creating a wet, sticky sound on contact.

"Fuck! Fuck! I'm gonna cum again!"

"Let it go," Amanda urged him quietly. "Cum on my breasts one more time, just the way I like it."

My wife calmly jerked him off all over chest for the second time, tilting her chin upward and turning her face to the side so she wouldn't get an unexpected facial. Bryan didn't spurt nearly as long this time, but it was enough that he felt proud when he looked down at her creamed tits after his orgasm subsided.

Amanda giggled and closed her eyes. She interlocked her fingers behind her head and sat back against the boulder once more. She didn't say anything, merely content to feel the semen covering her chest like a warm blanket in the cool morning air.

"I love how it feels on my body," she murmured. "I can already feel it starting to harden all over me. And I can't enough of the smell."

The sight of my wife in a reclined posed, naked with her tits covered in his cum, made Bryan's cock ache once more. He considering fucking my wife again when she suddenly opened her eyes. "Be a gentleman, and get my cell phone, please."

"Sure, baby. That's the least I can do, after what you just did for me."

Bryan picked up her running tights from the grass and received the cellphone from a pocket. Amanda took it as he handed it politely. She diligently smoothed out her hair then smiled brightly as she prepared to take a picture of herself in cum-covered glory.

"Here, let me do that for you!" Bryan offered eagerly.

"Why, thank you." Amanda handed back her cell phone and stretched her arms on the large boulder that she sat against, rippling and stretching her glazed tits. Bryan licked his lips and swallowed hard as he took several pictures.

"Can you do me another favor and text the best pic to my husband? I'm sure you know his number."

"Uh, sure. Yea, of course."

Amanda smiled, and closed her eyes. Bryan did as she asked, but surreptitiously texted a pic to himself and deleted the message quickly so it wouldn't show on her phone. Then he sat on the ground next to her. They remained there for a while in silence, keeping each other warm.

Amanda finally stirred. "We better go. We're going to be late." She stood up and began dressing herself.

"I can't wait to be with you again," Bryan blurted, with much more tenderness than he normally used with her.

Amanda chuckled inwardly. Her 5 lovers had all said the same thing to her, in the same vulnerable tone, after having sex with her. It was both cute and pathetic.

"Well, you get to have me for 3 more times," Amanda reminded him as she pulled up her running tights.

"And after that?"

My wife considered his question. "I really don't know," she answered truthfully. "My husband and I are having fun with this... arrangement... but I don't want to complicate things with anyone. And heaven help us if any of your wives or girlfriends find out!"

Bryan's eyes widened as she began donning her sports bra. "Wait, aren't you gonna clean up first? Your tits are....you know...still filthy with cum."

Amanda gave him a wicked expression as she adjust her top, stretching it snugly over her slathered breasts. "I already told you, I like the way it smells, and the feel of it on my skin."

With a laugh that made Bryan want to peel her clothes off again, Amanda bounded off.

"Goddamn," he muttered, shaking his head as he loped after her.

Bryan followed my wife back to the start of the trail. As he did before, he stared at her figure the entire time, his eyes drinking in her exposed waist, her rippling ass, and her muscular legs. But he primarily fixated on her ass, as he always did. Bryan also took perverse enjoyment with the fact that she ran with a slight limp, proudly attributing it to the fucking he had just given her.

When they reached the start of the trail again, there were 8 other runners already gathered at the spot. They were the group that Amanda and Bryan trained with every weekend. Most were stretching, others were chatting idly.

"Hey!" A female group member greeted them. "Did you two get started without us?"