Wife Has Blowjob Fetish

It wasn't hard to imagine my wife Jan sucking on a guy's cock. Hell, she had sucked off numerous guys before I met her so she surely had the experience.

But this time it was different. This was after we were married. This was after she swore off blowing guys other than me, her loving husband.

Yet there she was, on her knees, sucking on the rock hard cock of our landlord, Mr. Greeley. I mean, we didn't really know his first name, only Mr. Greeley, the guy we paid the rest to each and every month until I'd lost my job.

Jan worked at a local school as a teacher's aide, not making big bucks, and that check plus my unemployment along with our normal frugal nature made ends meet for a while, but when the car needed repair and the rent was due, something had to give.

My lovely wife and I decided the car was too important to not keep running, so that was done. We were late on the rent, first one month then a second in succession.

That's when my wife's pre-marital talents came into play.

See, I received my first blow job from Jan in the front seat of a Honda Civic. This was after she's blown her date for the night, Richard, in the back seat. Due to some crazy parental thing, Richard needed to be dropped off from his date right after I'd dropped off Melody, my date for the evening. On the way to Richard's house the two were going hot and heavy in the back seat when Richard told me to park by the lake.

I did, and listened as a zipper was unzipped and soon Jan was bent over Richard sucking his dick. Now I knew this not only from hearing what was going on back there but because I'd focused the rear view mirror on the two in the back seat. He was clearly enjoying Jan's ministrations. It didn't take long before I heard my friend say he was going to cum, and Jan kept working his dick.

Amazing. I'd witnessed my first blow job.

After dropping Richard off Jan moved to the front seat and asked if I'd enjoyed the show. I thought of playing coy, but finally said it was incredible. I'd never seen nor heard anything like it.

Jan laughed and wondered out loud whether I'd ever had a blow job. I admitted I hadn't, and two streets from her house Jan asked me to pull over.

"Take out your cock," ordered the 19-year-old girl, the girl who purportedly had blown half the senior class in high school and who'd just sucked off my friend.

I listened well, and Jan began stroking my dick near her house as if it was the most normal thing in the world to do. And then she bent over and took my throbbing manhood into her hot, wet mouth. It was incredible! The sensations were like nothing I'd ever felt.

She sucked cock with an enthusiasm I didn't know existed. I mean, you'd hear slurs about so and so being a cocksucker, but never so and so was a dick lover.

Jan bobbed her head on my cock with military precision. It was amazing. And I couldn't help it, I couldn't help that my cock began squirting its sauce into her mouth without a warning. Damn, she sucked me off and swallowed my cum.

"There you go, Rob, I hope you liked that," was all she said. Minutes later I dropped her off and asked if I could see her again. She said maybe, and the following weekend it was her and Richard and me and Melody as if nothing had happened.

Weeks later Richard was discarded for Tom, and late in the summer Tom was dumped for Charlie.

Jen went back to college and I lost track of her until the following year when we accidentally met at a local hangout. Soon we were dating, and I was getting my knob polished regularly.

The guys I knew always chuckled around me, and it wasn't until one of them informed me that Jen was still seeing other guys behind my back, allegedly continuing her reputation as a true blow job queen. But while I was jealous I put up with it...hell, she was hot and I was getting mine.

It was embarrassing being with her and having guys nearby nudge themselves, chuckle, or whatever as I knew they were talking about her and her cock-sucking mouth. But I couldn't help myself. I loved her.

Two years later we were married, but not until we'd had a long talk. She said she'd blown 58 guys including me. But she would give it up if we got married. The thing was, it was a fetish for her. She wasn't a slut, in that she didn't screw other guys. She had only been with four men before our wedding night. She loved giving guys blow jobs.

I believed her. And she apparently was true to her word.

I elicited stories from her about some of the guys she'd sucked off. Thinks like dangerous places (parking garages, her parent's house, restroom at the ball) to numbers (I knew about her blowing me and Richard in the same night, but she mentioned a frat party where she blew four guys in one night). Those stories got me off very, very fast.

That is she was true to her word until the financial problems hit us. At first she picked up extra hours. I did some under the table work and helped the cause, but the bills were bigger than the amount we could scrape together.

Jan said we'd be back on our feet once I'd found employment, and really didn't want to give up our below market rent for the wonderful place we lived. Still, Mr. Greeley and is wife weren't out to let us be freeloaders. Each of them had had talks with one or the other of us, and they were emphatic about needed the rent on time or it would be the highway for us.

Late one night Jan said Mr. Greeley was leering at her while she was sunbathing. She had an idea, but wanted to know if I could live with it.

"Look, he must not getting any pussy from that bitch wife, that's for sure. But maybe if I, well, you know, we could come to an accommodation on the rent."

At first I was heartbroken, but after a couple days of desperation I told myself I could handle it. I mean, she'd blown 57 other guys...what was one more?

I told Jen it was her decision, and the next night when she got home from work she said to clean the place up because Mr. Greeley was coming down to discuss the rent.

At 7 sharp he arrived, and said his wife had gone to bingo. He looked me up and down and asked if I was okay with the deal he'd worked out with Jan. While I didn't know the deal, Jan said I was and told me to sit down. She then tied my hands behind my back.

Mr. Greeley looked at me and smiled at my questioning face. "That's to make sure you don't change your mind."

With that, he walked over to the kitchen table and leaned back against it. He pulled down his zipper, and out popped his rock hard manhood. He stroked it a couple times then ordered my wife to her knees.

"Suck it, suck it now," ordered our landlord.

Jan dropped to her knees and kissed the man's cock as I sat just feet away. I could hear the sweet kisses and then the slurpy sucking my wife was giving the man. Soon he'd dropped his pants to the floor and she had full access to his cock. She moved her head back and forth as he moved in tandem, as if glued to my wife's mouth.

After a few minutes Jan pulled her mouth off his cock and asked if she was a better cocksucker than his wife.

"Honey, you are the best ever. Besides, Mary would never, ever take a cock into her mouth. She insists that only whores do it. So, I guess that makes you a whore," said the landlord, spanking my wife's face with his cock. "Now get back to sucking."

He rubbed his dick on her face while she kissed the side of his cock.

Jan sucked off the man for the next couple minutes before he let out a road and came in her mouth as I intently watched. She didn't miss a drop and kept sucking long after our landlord had completely dumped his load.

"See you next week!"

After the man left Jan loosened the bindings and I couldn't help myself. I maneuvered in front of her and presented her with my hard cock. She began sucking and it was, well, incredible. She worked my dick with a special passion, and for me

I couldn't help thinking that Mr. Greeley had just shot his load into her mouth. Soon my cum joined his in her stomach.

After coming down from the high, I asked my lovely wife what the man met by "next week."

"Well, honey, it's simple. He gets a blow job each week for as long as we are only paying half the rent," said my wife. "That seemed like a great deal, and it's an incentive for you to get a new job."