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Oh, What A Trip! by J. Boswell (fmmm)
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Subject: LAKE CABIN- (FMMM) Wife meets college kids- I watch
Date: Tue Jul 4 14:21:54 1995
HOT-TRIP.TXT
Oh, What a Trip!
Another Hot Wife Tale
by J. BOSWELL
Thirty years ago, my Pappy died and left me with a ratty,
old dump truck and a pile of debts. I quit high school and
worked hard and I have built up a fleet of over 35 trucks. And,
finally, I live a very good life.
My wife, Sherry, and I have been married for 10 years.
She's quite a bit younger than me, and was a virgin when I
married her, and, as far as I know, she has never messed around
on me.
It has only been in the last few years that I could afford
the time and money to take nice vacations. We've done Disney
World and the islands and a cruise or two, but my favorite
get-away is to a mountain fishing cabin I own, right here in
North Carolina.
On our last trip there, we had a relaxing but uneventful
time, until the day before we were scheduled to leave. Early
that morning four young guys showed up. It was easy to see from
their sweatshirts and car decals that they were from the college
for the rich and the smart down state. They were loud and
boisterous as they unloaded the beer and booze from their car. A
bunch of spoiled, rich Yankees.
Well, after these guys see my wife walking back from the
lake, it wasn't long at all before one of them comes jogging over
to our cabin, wanting to know how the fishing was. I chuckled,
because I didn't see any of them unpacking any fishing gear.
The kid, Doug, definitely can't get his fill of looking at
my little Sherry. At 27 and 5'5", 115 pounds, she is a stunner.
Blonde and blue-eyed with a 37-24-35 body, she is sure a lot to
look at.
Anyway, after a half-hour of small talk and watching him
almost drool over my little wife, Doug asks us if we'd like to
party with them that evening. I told him that we were leaving
the next morning, so we had some packing to do and I had to get
the car ready. He said he understood and then asked if we'd mind
if he stopped over with something "special."
I said, "Sure. Stop by."
Now, I could tell Sherry was turned on by Doug and when I
realized that, all sorts of disturbing thoughts went through my
head. Doug was good looking in that preppie sort of way, and he
was certainly closer to Sherry's age than I was at 47.
As we walked down to the lake together I started to tease
Sherry, "You looked like you'd really like to fuck that boy,
Sweetheart."
Sherry stopped and looked right at me, "Jimmy, you are
right. I can't explain it, and I won't do it because I love you
too much, but I really WOULD like to fuck that boy!"
We sat on the dock, dipping our feet in the water, and
talked. I mentioned to Sherry that I always liked the way other
men looked at her and had even sometimes pictured her screwing
some other guy while I watched. Sherry said she could never do
it with somebody else and have me right there in the room with
them while they were "doin' the nasty."
I shrugged my shoulders a little while later and said,
"Well, let's just wait and see what develops, tonight. Whatever
happens, happens and we go home together, still lovin' each
other. OK?"
Sherry drew close, into my hug, and looked up at me, "Sure,
Jimmy. I'll always love you."
.....
When Doug tapped on the screen door that afternoon, he was
carrying a pitcher of some fancy drink and a bottle of "Jack
Black."
He and Sherry tore into the pitcher and I sipped at my mash,
watching them kid and flirt like two teenagers. They soon turned
the stereo up loud and gyrated to the rock music, forgetting I
was still there. Finally making my decision, I stood up and told
the two of them I had to drive into town and get the car
gassed-up and checked-out for the trip home. Sherry barely waved
as I stepped out the door.
I drove my car down the mountain a little bit and walked
back up to the cabin from the rear -- just in time to see Doug's
three friends walking up to our cabin. I went up to a window and
peeked in.
The rock and roll music was still blaring and Doug was on
the sofa kissing Sherry and feeling her tits through her shirt.
The other guys were on the other sofa, drinking, watching, and
clowning around.
Then one of the other guys dropped to his knees in front of
Sherry and began to lick and feel her thighs. Sherry started to
push them all away from her and I almost ran around to the front
to bust in the door. But then she started laughing and I waited.
Sherry had to know I was watching and I was sure she would
let me know in no uncertain terms that she wanted out.
By now, things were moving fast and the other two guys had
stripped off their clothes and one of them had the biggest damned
dick I had ever seen. I couldn't believe my eyes because it had
to be 10 inches long! He stepped in front of my wife and pulled
her head to his cock and told her to suck it, which she
immediately did!
The other guys finished undressing themselves and then
undressed Sherry as she was sucking on the big guy. Now, all 5
of them were buck-ass naked!
The guy Sherry was sucking started to cum in her mouth and I
could see his cum running out of her mouth and down her chin as
she tried to swallow it all. Then the same guy pushed Sherry
back on the sofa and got between her legs. He was still hard!
He started to fuck my wife and two seconds later, Doug pushes his
meat into my wife's mouth.
It was gonna be a gang-bang!
.....
After those two came, they all moved into the bedroom and I
changed windows to keep watching. For the next two hours, I
watched Sherry fuck and suck and jerk off all four guys, time and
time again.
One time, Doug was on his back with Sherry lowering herself
on his cock. Another guy knelt on the bed and Sherry lowered her
mouth down onto his erection and the guy with the huge cock
slapped spit on his dick and started shoving it up her ass! It
was really slow going so she asked him to wait until the other
two were finished; then, the other three guys stood there,
getting hard again, as they watched that monster cock fucking my
wife's asshole! And that was someplace even I had never even
been!
I guess the guys finally fucked themselves out in my wife
and started worrying about me coming back because they started to
get dressed.
Sherry stood in front of the door and laughingly told them
they couldn't leave, yet. She knelt on some pillows and sucked
all 4 of them off, again, before they left!
Sherry walked into the shower and I walked down to get the
car, finding it hard to believe I just saw what I did.
When I got back, Sherry was almost asleep but when I saw all
the little "love marks" on her body I got the hardest boner of my
life and added my cum to Sherry's filled cunt.
.....
On the way home from our cabin, we talked about what
happened and I assured Sherry I was more turned-on than jealous.
I told her I had never ever seen her as such a sexual creature,
before, and it was a real revelation to me.
Sherry said she wasn't sure if I was watching or not and
after a while she didn't care, but she had enjoyed every minute
of it and couldn't believe her own energy. And she especially
liked how the young guys could get hard over and over again.
I asked Sherry if she ever wanted to do anything like that,
again. She said only if I did.
I smiled and said I probably would like to watch again.
"Maybe next vacation."
Sherry laughed and said I might not have to wait that long.
Doug had given her his phone number and invited her down to his
Fraternity House for a "long" weekend!
Well, Sherry always DID want to go to college!
© J. BOSWELL, April 1990
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