Archive-name: Couples/dressed.txt
Archive-author: C.J., Nyack, New York
Archive-title: All Dressed Up


   Not long ago my wife decided to surprise me by dressing up and acting like
a whore. She must have had the whole thing planned out because she sent me to
the store for a bottle of wine. My wife doesn't drink wine that often so it
made me just a bit suspicious when she insisted that i buy some, but i had no
idea what she had in mind. The trip to the store and back took about a half
hour. When I returned she greeted me looking like some hooker you'd find in an
alley somewhere.
   She'd made her face up applying a very heavy base. Wearing long false eye-
lashes, very bright eye shadow, ruby red lipstick and a blond wig that I had
never seen before, my wife stood before me in only see-through black and red
bra with holes that her nipples stuck through, and a matching pair of crotch-
less panties that revealed her bush and meaty crack. She also wore a garter
belt, black fish-net stockings and to finish off her appearance, a pair of pink
high heels. She looked like something out of a sailor's dream.
   I was speechless when I first saw her. I was dumfounded when she fell to
her knees in front of me and unzipped my pants, taking my cock out and slowly
licking the head until it started to stiffen. She then sucked if into her mouth
like a vacuum and made loud slurping noises while coating it with her hot
saliva. While she was sucking my cock i took the bottle of wine out of the bag
and unscrewed the cap. By this time she had pulled my pants down to my ankles,
and after removing my shoes she took them completely off me. As I filled up
two wine glasses she remained kneeling between my legs, cupping my balls and
licking them until they were soaking wet. I wasn't quite sure what else she had
in mind, but I sure as hell loved what she'd done so far.
   After standing up and accepting the wine I offered, we clanked our glasses
together in a toast. She said, "Here's to being your whore." That was easy to
drink to. Then she grabbed me by my still-hard cock and led me in to the bed-
room where the lights had been dimmed to a romantic glow. After a long wet kiss
while jerking me off to keep me hard, she sat me on the edge of the bed, went
to the stereo, put on an album and began to dance lewdly. She was putting on a
show for me, and as I sat there watching her move sensually to the music, cupp-
ing her tits and squeezing them, thrusting her pussy out at me and grinding her
hips. I could hardly believe that this was my wife. The image that she was
creating was driving me crazy and hot with lust.
   Every few minutes, she would bend over and kiss me, stroking my cock again
and again as a tease. I felt as though my dick was going to explode, and I
knew that was just what she wanted. Moving away from me while continuing to
dance, she reached behind her to unsnap the peek-a-boo bra that barely covered
her tits. They bounced into sight and she shook her shoulders from side to
side to make them wiggle. Then, while sticking her tongue out and running it
tantalizingly across her lips, she held her tits and pinched her nipples until
they were red and swollen - like my cock.
   I wanted to grab her and fuck that hairy pussy in the worst way, but she
wasn't done with her show yet. Turning around so that her ass was to me, she
bent over at the waist and spread her legs wide so that her whole pussy and
asshole were plainly visible. To the beat of the music she pumped her ass up
and down, clenching and unclenching her brown-eye, and then slid her hand down
between her legs to rub her pussy lips so that I could see the juices gleaming
on her fingers. While continuing to stroke her crack she turned her head toward
me while licking her lips. "This cunt is all yours tonight," she said. "I want
you to fuck it as much as you like."
   That was all I could take. I leapt up, grabbed her ass-cheeks and rammed my
throbbing cock into her, slamming it in and out until she was moaning at the
top of her lungs. The louder she moaned, the harder I fucked her. I wasn't
fucking my wife, but some horny slut who couldn't get enough cock. I didn't
want to come yet so I pulled out my cock and with one quick loud slap on her
ass I told her to get on the bed, which she did.
   On all fours I knelt over her face and inserted my slippery cock into her
mouth and began to fuck her face, just as I had done to her cunt. With my balls
slapping against her chin I continued to fill her mouth with my pumping cock,
telling her at the same time to play with her pussy and keep it wet. With muff-
led, gurgling noises emanating from her cock-filled mouth, she lifted both her
long, sexy legs in the air and began to rub clit and pussy until she made her-
self come.
   I withdrew from her mouth and positioned myself between her legs. Guiding
my cock into her hole, I sunk it in as far as it would go. While she begged,
"Fuck me, fuck me." I did exactly that until my balls exploded and fired a
stream of cum into her throbbing cunt. She came again. At that moment we both
cried out from the intense pleasure of our orgasms, and then lay still as our
perspiration dripped on to the sheets.
  We fucked two more times that night. It was a great night of whoring and I'm
waiting for the next time she gets the urge look and act like a slut.

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