Your support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)I remember the night very well. My wife (insert your name here)and I had been married for about 10 years. We were both hitting are early 30's. She was no longer as thin as she used to be but she was still plenty healthy and very sexy. We had thrown a party for some of our friends. You were looking very sexy tonight. You were wearing a very low cut black blouse and a short white skirt. Your tan legs tone legs went all the way down to a pair of red "Fuck Me" heels. You had had a lot to drink that night, and I know how flirty you get when you drink. You had danced with just about every guy at the party, which I didn't mind and they didn't seem too either. I sat back and watch you grind on all our friends, black guys, white guys and even some girls. I watched as their hands. explored your body, sometimes two at a time. Your skirt would get pulled up when their hands would slide up her milky thigh. Not once did I get up to stop it.
At one point, we were all sitting in a circle playing a card game, you was sitting across from me between two guys. You was so drunk you didn't realize your legs were wide open giving everyone a birds eye view of your white lacy panties. Your plump pussy looked so good. I could see you were really horny just by the way your panties laid across your swelled lips. I could see a small wet stain right in the middle of your camel toe.
“I'vvee gottaa take a piss” You slurred while pulling yourrself up on the legs of one if the guys you were sitting by You stopped though, and looked at one of the guys with your hand still on his leg. You started giggling and said “Oh I am sorrry”.
That is when I saw your hand had landed right on his hard cock under the fabric of his pants. I watch as your hand jacked it one time before pulling yourself to your feet and leaving the room. My cock was so fucking hard. I was watching you fuck around with my friends right in front of me and I loved it.
What happened next I couldn't believe. When you came back in the room you sat back down in front of me, looked me dead in the eye and spread your legs open again. I let out a light gasp as I saw you had removed your panties. Your shaved cunt, swelled and leaking was now wide open for everyone in the room to see. Your pink clit stood at full attention. You sat back on the couch like nothing was a miss. It made it hard for the rest of the players of the game to concentrate.
The night progressed with more flirting between you and some of the other men at the party. Everytime you bent down to pick anything up your bare ass would peak out from under your skirt. I know I wasn't the only one noticing. I heard the girls talking about it, I heard the guys talking about it and it was getting me so hard.
The party eventually started to calm down and people were beginning to leave. As I escorted peopled to the door, I watched you sitting in the corner of the room on the couch with the guy whose dick you felt earlier. His hand was on your inner thigh, slipping higher and higher between your legs. I felt my heart begin to beat as he came in and pressed his mouth firmly to yours. Both of your mouths began to explore the others until finally you fall back onto the couch and slur out , "Okkaaayy.... I neeedzzz to ..... go to .....bed."
I step up and reach out my hand to help you to your feet. But the other guys hand grabs it before I do. "Ill help her up stairs" he calmly says looking me dead in the eye with piercing blue eyes.
I should have told him "Hell no!" I should have told him to "Screw off!"........... but for some reason.........I was more excited then anything. I saw him pick you up to your feet and escort your to the darkened staircase. One by one you took the steps up stairs disappearing into the dark, while I stayed until the last few guest left
At one point, we were all sitting in a circle playing a card game, you was sitting across from me between two guys. You was so drunk you didn't realize your legs were wide open giving everyone a birds eye view of your white lacy panties. Your plump pussy looked so good. I could see you were really horny just by the way your panties laid across your swelled lips. I could see a small wet stain right in the middle of your camel toe.
“I'vvee gottaa take a piss” You slurred while pulling yourrself up on the legs of one if the guys you were sitting by You stopped though, and looked at one of the guys with your hand still on his leg. You started giggling and said “Oh I am sorrry”.
That is when I saw your hand had landed right on his hard cock under the fabric of his pants. I watch as your hand jacked it one time before pulling yourself to your feet and leaving the room. My cock was so fucking hard. I was watching you fuck around with my friends right in front of me and I loved it.
What happened next I couldn't believe. When you came back in the room you sat back down in front of me, looked me dead in the eye and spread your legs open again. I let out a light gasp as I saw you had removed your panties. Your shaved cunt, swelled and leaking was now wide open for everyone in the room to see. Your pink clit stood at full attention. You sat back on the couch like nothing was a miss. It made it hard for the rest of the players of the game to concentrate.
The night progressed with more flirting between you and some of the other men at the party. Everytime you bent down to pick anything up your bare ass would peak out from under your skirt. I know I wasn't the only one noticing. I heard the girls talking about it, I heard the guys talking about it and it was getting me so hard.
The party eventually started to calm down and people were beginning to leave. As I escorted peopled to the door, I watched you sitting in the corner of the room on the couch with the guy whose dick you felt earlier. His hand was on your inner thigh, slipping higher and higher between your legs. I felt my heart begin to beat as he came in and pressed his mouth firmly to yours. Both of your mouths began to explore the others until finally you fall back onto the couch and slur out , "Okkaaayy.... I neeedzzz to ..... go to .....bed."
I step up and reach out my hand to help you to your feet. But the other guys hand grabs it before I do. "Ill help her up stairs" he calmly says looking me dead in the eye with piercing blue eyes.
I should have told him "Hell no!" I should have told him to "Screw off!"........... but for some reason.........I was more excited then anything. I saw him pick you up to your feet and escort your to the darkened staircase. One by one you took the steps up stairs disappearing into the dark, while I stayed until the last few guest left
"Are you sure?"
"Sure........lets do it..." you said with a nervous grin creeping over your face
"Okay..........Lets go dogging"
I shifted the car into gear and pulled back out of the drive and my heart immediately began to pound.
We had been married for 11 years now and had kind of found ourselves in a rut. Our sex life had become boring and mundane. I had begged you to let me bring in another partner for years to which you always told me "No". So I had to back up.......I had to reevaluate. I needed a new plan. That is when I propositioned you with "Dogging".
As we were dating we used to go to "Make Out Point". It was a nice secluded area over seeing the city, that young people would go to to make out and jerk and suck each other off. But young people do what young people do, and they got older. Soon jerking and sucking turned into fucking. People found themselves watching from their cars as other cars bounced and shook in the parking lot. Eventually some got more brave and would get out of their cars to go get a better a better view. Then eventually those strangers became part of the fun. Some would only watch as they tugged and pulled at their stiff cocks. Some would get lucky, and the people in the car would roll the windows down, allowing them to stick their members into the windows for something a little more "hands off". And every now and then, some young slut would hang her little ass out the window, allowing each of the men, to have her wet hole.
"Make Out Point" now became the dogging central of area.
It took some convincing for me to get you interested. "We can play from the safety of our own car while strangers watch us". "We will only do what you are comfortable with". "If you want them to jack off while you suck me, thats fine" "Sure you grab their cocks through the cracked window" So you can imagine my surprise when you finally sheepishly said "Okay.........lets go."
When we pulled up, things were already in affect. My headlamps scrolled across two other cars with a few men standing at one side of each. I could only assume they had their cocks out jerking at whatever show was going on, or perhaps they had their cocks inside the window of said vehicle with some young sluts pussy hangs out and sloppily sliding up and down on him.
Your hand slid across and landed on my growing bulge in my slacks. You squeezed it gently as we pulled into a parking spot and a few men began to approach...............
"Sure........lets do it..." you said with a nervous grin creeping over your face
"Okay..........Lets go dogging"
I shifted the car into gear and pulled back out of the drive and my heart immediately began to pound.
We had been married for 11 years now and had kind of found ourselves in a rut. Our sex life had become boring and mundane. I had begged you to let me bring in another partner for years to which you always told me "No". So I had to back up.......I had to reevaluate. I needed a new plan. That is when I propositioned you with "Dogging".
As we were dating we used to go to "Make Out Point". It was a nice secluded area over seeing the city, that young people would go to to make out and jerk and suck each other off. But young people do what young people do, and they got older. Soon jerking and sucking turned into fucking. People found themselves watching from their cars as other cars bounced and shook in the parking lot. Eventually some got more brave and would get out of their cars to go get a better a better view. Then eventually those strangers became part of the fun. Some would only watch as they tugged and pulled at their stiff cocks. Some would get lucky, and the people in the car would roll the windows down, allowing them to stick their members into the windows for something a little more "hands off". And every now and then, some young slut would hang her little ass out the window, allowing each of the men, to have her wet hole.
"Make Out Point" now became the dogging central of area.
It took some convincing for me to get you interested. "We can play from the safety of our own car while strangers watch us". "We will only do what you are comfortable with". "If you want them to jack off while you suck me, thats fine" "Sure you grab their cocks through the cracked window" So you can imagine my surprise when you finally sheepishly said "Okay.........lets go."
When we pulled up, things were already in affect. My headlamps scrolled across two other cars with a few men standing at one side of each. I could only assume they had their cocks out jerking at whatever show was going on, or perhaps they had their cocks inside the window of said vehicle with some young sluts pussy hangs out and sloppily sliding up and down on him.
Your hand slid across and landed on my growing bulge in my slacks. You squeezed it gently as we pulled into a parking spot and a few men began to approach...............
"This is it." I think as I unpack the last box from the moving truck. "This is my chance to start over.......a clean slate
I had just moved my family halfway across the country to start a new life. The plan was to start a new practice out of my home so I could spend more time with the family........or at least that is what I told my wife anyways. The truth was, that after my affair, I thought this would be a good way to help us start fresh and hopefully save my marriage........maybe she would forgive me for walking in on me and one of my younger patients frantically tangled up in each other, on my marital bed back home.
The home was an older LA style Victorian. Two stories.......old drafty rooms, nice solid wood everywhere, older Tiffany lamps all through the house.......It was nice......very nice. But nothing was to good for my wife and son.
In the kitchen, I placed my hand on my wife's backside and tried to kiss her on the cheek. An attempt that she quickly detoured.........She was still upset........and rightfully so. I had screwed up........But she has to forgive me sometime. It had been nearly a year now since she even touched me, nonetheless had sex with me. I knew she had to have been horny for a man. I knew she had to be masturbating when she was alone but that had to get old. A woman needs a nice stiff dick every now and then.
"It's gonna be great out here"I say as I take a deep breath, breathing in the smell of the house. "Do you like it?"
Her eyes jolt across the modernized kitchen and she folds her arms in. "Yea.........I like it.........I hope it's great"
And for the first few weeks, it was…...As great as it could be I guess. My family was back together under one roof but yet I still longed for my wife. I longed for her embrace…...her skin…...her taste. But all my attempts to be intimate with her fell to a cold shoulder. That was until the day I found her upstairs in our bedroom in her robe, peering out the window . She must not have heard me coming down the hall. I lingered there in the doorway for several moments as she watched from behind the glass.
“What is she looking at?” I curiously thought as I made my way to her. For some reason I was careful in my footing, trying not to make a sound as I came up behind her. I figured it must have been a bird, or squirrel or perhaps even a cat she was watching in the backyard but to my surprise, when I peered over her shoulder, I was met with the young shirtless figure of the boy next door.
I had heard his mower going but never once looked out to see who it was. But I guess now it really didn't make a difference. I could see why my wife would be so caught up in him. He was young. I was guessing late teens maybe early 20s. He had dark black hair that looked good fixed or messy. He had a nice built upper body that had already been kissed by the Spring sun giving him a decent early tan. He was only wearing a pair of loose fitting gym shorts that even from my upstairs bedroom, gave a nice solid outline of his young virile cock dangling loosely between his legs. He was certainly a vision.
I’ll admit, I was a little jealous. I was jealous of her attention. The attention that I had longed for, for so long. Here I was, practically begging for her attention while she stood here in a school girl gaze infatuated with this young stranger.
Slowly I backed out of the room, trying not to disturb her let her know I had even been there. The jealousy seemed to linger at first. It took me several days to get over it. “Did she ever look at me that way?” “What was her interest in him?” “Was she thinking of him in a lustful way” All these thoughts flooded my brain for the next few days as I tried to comprehend what I was feeling.
But jealousy quickly turned into both curiosity……..and excitement.
The coming weeks, I caught her up there several other times. Anytime I saw him out in his yard working, I could sneak upstairs and catch my wife in our room lingering out the window. Most times, I didn’t think to much about it. But other times, I felt my excitement grow at the vision of her lusting for someone else while standing there in the window in just a shirt and panties. I became obsessed with spying on her, while she was in such a trance.
Then things to a turn.
I was in the kitchen when I heard it fire up. His lawnmower roared out, backfired once, then began to rumble. My eyes jolted out the kitchen window. Like a creature of habit he was out in the same black gym shorts and no shirt. I let him make a few laps around the yard before I headed upstairs. I wanted to make sure his skin was glistening from sweat before I headed upstairs.
Like a ninja, I carefully made my way up the creaky stairs then down the hall to our bedroom. For some reason my heart was beating a 1000 beats a minute. I was nervous for some reason…….nervous……..and hard as a rock. I sat there outside of our room with my back against the wall for several moments before I took a deep breath and peeked around the corner of the door frame
What I saw took my breath away. My wife was in her usual position, half behind the curtain, half not. Her hair was still wet from the shower she had just taken and it was dangling across the shoulders of her white robe. In the glass, I could see the faint reflection of her open front. I could easily make out one tit in the reflection. She looked like a goddess, but it was her hands that took my breath away. One of her hands rested on her thigh while the other had found place in her soft pink silk panties.
My mouth fell agape. I watched her elbow gently rock back and forth at her side as her fingers began twisting and turning between her legs.
“She is mastrubating watching him” I thought as I slowly approached. I felt my own eager cock drip in my pants. The closer I got, the more little details I saw. The soft shutter of her body as she pushed her hips forward against her fingers. Her light little gasp every few moments. I was soo jealous…….and soo aroused.
I looked down at him over her shoulder. She still had no idea I was there. He had taken a break and was sipping a cup of water as his body glistened in the sun. My attention finally turned back to my wife. In one quick motion, I ran my hand down the length of her arm, stopping once my hand was on top of hers with only her panties separating the two. My other hand landed on her hip and I pulled her ass against my growing cock. I nuzzled my face into her neck line and began to kiss.
I felt her body tense up. She knew she was caught in the act. But between my kisses, I whispered out, “Do you like him?”
With that she fell victim to her own lust. She pushed her round backside into me. My hand slipped up to the waistband of her panties, then down into them, finding her thick bush. My middle finger slithered out, finding place between each lip on her swollen little button. Her hand reached back over her shoulder and ran through my hair.
Not a word was spoken…….She didn’t even answer my question, but I knew.
Before, I knew it both of her hands were planted on the window, and I was tugging her panties down to her ankles as we both watched the neighbor boy
I had just moved my family halfway across the country to start a new life. The plan was to start a new practice out of my home so I could spend more time with the family........or at least that is what I told my wife anyways. The truth was, that after my affair, I thought this would be a good way to help us start fresh and hopefully save my marriage........maybe she would forgive me for walking in on me and one of my younger patients frantically tangled up in each other, on my marital bed back home.
The home was an older LA style Victorian. Two stories.......old drafty rooms, nice solid wood everywhere, older Tiffany lamps all through the house.......It was nice......very nice. But nothing was to good for my wife and son.
In the kitchen, I placed my hand on my wife's backside and tried to kiss her on the cheek. An attempt that she quickly detoured.........She was still upset........and rightfully so. I had screwed up........But she has to forgive me sometime. It had been nearly a year now since she even touched me, nonetheless had sex with me. I knew she had to have been horny for a man. I knew she had to be masturbating when she was alone but that had to get old. A woman needs a nice stiff dick every now and then.
"It's gonna be great out here"I say as I take a deep breath, breathing in the smell of the house. "Do you like it?"
Her eyes jolt across the modernized kitchen and she folds her arms in. "Yea.........I like it.........I hope it's great"
And for the first few weeks, it was…...As great as it could be I guess. My family was back together under one roof but yet I still longed for my wife. I longed for her embrace…...her skin…...her taste. But all my attempts to be intimate with her fell to a cold shoulder. That was until the day I found her upstairs in our bedroom in her robe, peering out the window . She must not have heard me coming down the hall. I lingered there in the doorway for several moments as she watched from behind the glass.
“What is she looking at?” I curiously thought as I made my way to her. For some reason I was careful in my footing, trying not to make a sound as I came up behind her. I figured it must have been a bird, or squirrel or perhaps even a cat she was watching in the backyard but to my surprise, when I peered over her shoulder, I was met with the young shirtless figure of the boy next door.
I had heard his mower going but never once looked out to see who it was. But I guess now it really didn't make a difference. I could see why my wife would be so caught up in him. He was young. I was guessing late teens maybe early 20s. He had dark black hair that looked good fixed or messy. He had a nice built upper body that had already been kissed by the Spring sun giving him a decent early tan. He was only wearing a pair of loose fitting gym shorts that even from my upstairs bedroom, gave a nice solid outline of his young virile cock dangling loosely between his legs. He was certainly a vision.
I’ll admit, I was a little jealous. I was jealous of her attention. The attention that I had longed for, for so long. Here I was, practically begging for her attention while she stood here in a school girl gaze infatuated with this young stranger.
Slowly I backed out of the room, trying not to disturb her let her know I had even been there. The jealousy seemed to linger at first. It took me several days to get over it. “Did she ever look at me that way?” “What was her interest in him?” “Was she thinking of him in a lustful way” All these thoughts flooded my brain for the next few days as I tried to comprehend what I was feeling.
But jealousy quickly turned into both curiosity……..and excitement.
The coming weeks, I caught her up there several other times. Anytime I saw him out in his yard working, I could sneak upstairs and catch my wife in our room lingering out the window. Most times, I didn’t think to much about it. But other times, I felt my excitement grow at the vision of her lusting for someone else while standing there in the window in just a shirt and panties. I became obsessed with spying on her, while she was in such a trance.
Then things to a turn.
I was in the kitchen when I heard it fire up. His lawnmower roared out, backfired once, then began to rumble. My eyes jolted out the kitchen window. Like a creature of habit he was out in the same black gym shorts and no shirt. I let him make a few laps around the yard before I headed upstairs. I wanted to make sure his skin was glistening from sweat before I headed upstairs.
Like a ninja, I carefully made my way up the creaky stairs then down the hall to our bedroom. For some reason my heart was beating a 1000 beats a minute. I was nervous for some reason…….nervous……..and hard as a rock. I sat there outside of our room with my back against the wall for several moments before I took a deep breath and peeked around the corner of the door frame
What I saw took my breath away. My wife was in her usual position, half behind the curtain, half not. Her hair was still wet from the shower she had just taken and it was dangling across the shoulders of her white robe. In the glass, I could see the faint reflection of her open front. I could easily make out one tit in the reflection. She looked like a goddess, but it was her hands that took my breath away. One of her hands rested on her thigh while the other had found place in her soft pink silk panties.
My mouth fell agape. I watched her elbow gently rock back and forth at her side as her fingers began twisting and turning between her legs.
“She is mastrubating watching him” I thought as I slowly approached. I felt my own eager cock drip in my pants. The closer I got, the more little details I saw. The soft shutter of her body as she pushed her hips forward against her fingers. Her light little gasp every few moments. I was soo jealous…….and soo aroused.
I looked down at him over her shoulder. She still had no idea I was there. He had taken a break and was sipping a cup of water as his body glistened in the sun. My attention finally turned back to my wife. In one quick motion, I ran my hand down the length of her arm, stopping once my hand was on top of hers with only her panties separating the two. My other hand landed on her hip and I pulled her ass against my growing cock. I nuzzled my face into her neck line and began to kiss.
I felt her body tense up. She knew she was caught in the act. But between my kisses, I whispered out, “Do you like him?”
With that she fell victim to her own lust. She pushed her round backside into me. My hand slipped up to the waistband of her panties, then down into them, finding her thick bush. My middle finger slithered out, finding place between each lip on her swollen little button. Her hand reached back over her shoulder and ran through my hair.
Not a word was spoken…….She didn’t even answer my question, but I knew.
Before, I knew it both of her hands were planted on the window, and I was tugging her panties down to her ankles as we both watched the neighbor boy
Hi Guys, my name is James. And I would like you to play married with you. I would like to write a long term, slow paced , detailed orientated roleplay where a married couple slowly start to dab their toes into the hotwife or polyamourous lifestyle. THIS IS NOT A CUCKOLD OR SISSY HUSBAND story. This is just a story about two people who are in love , and who just get off on sharing the wife. I have a lot of stopping points along the way to get to. I have given you several starting points, but I am open to others if you have an idea. Long term goal is, that I would want you to find a few people to play with before eventually stopping and settling on one person who I would like you to marry as well (2 husbands). We would love together, and have sex with you as often as you liked.
Now I would like to play over google docs if possible, but here is fine too. Generally When I play, its more of "sexy story telling" rather than traditional roleplaying. So you will have control of me and I will have control of you when its our turn.
If you have any questions or would like to tweak anything, let me know