Kathy On The Hood of a Car

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(Author’s Note: This is one of my wife’s true ‘revenge sex’ stories that I knew about, I just never had the details. Well, now I have the details. And, of course, she managed to pique my interest even more by giving me just enough of what happened the night before her ‘hood of the car’ fucking with Burt when she had her very first FFM three-way. Stay tuned.)

AHA!……that feeling you get in your gut when you know something is undeniably true, yet you can’t prove it. That’s me. I knew there were more stories of her slutty ‘revenge sex’ days that she hadn’t told me, and it turns out that I was right.

My wife has teased me for some time now about how many times she took strange cock while we were separated to pay me back for cheating on her. Even though she swears that she’s told me about everything she did, but then she flashes me that mischievous smile of hers and winks at me whenever I ask her about it, letting me know that maybe, just maybe, there was something more that she hasn’t told me, and then again, maybe there really wasn’t and it was just wishful thinking on my part.

My wife knows how to keep her men wanting more.

In my gut, I knew there were more true stories to be told, but for some reason, she was holding back and not telling me everything. Women can be fickle and at times, Kathy definitely was, and even though I believed there were more stories to tell, I honestly did think she had told me everything her and Burt did together and for that, I was wrong, kinda.

Ah, Burt old friend.

He started out as Kathy’s very first extramarital affair. When I left, he became my wife’s first ‘friend with benefits’. First, of many. He was the third wheel in our first threesome and actually began his sexual relationship with my wife in a rather shy and unassuming way.

Burt couldn’t believe his good fortune when my wife was visiting him and his naive wife Charlie one day, actually she was there to buy some pot, and they all were sitting there, getting high and for some strange reason the topic of conversation turned to sex. Kathy says she doesn’t remember who started that conversation, but since I had been gone a few days by this point, the conversation started making her horny because there were some serious innuendos being thrown around between the three of them and with all the sex talk and the fact that she hadn’t been laid in a while, my wife was starting to get excited.

So, she was starting to get moist from the innuendos and halfway through the conversation, after the first joint was finished, Charlie got the munchies and since they didn’t have anything sweet to munch on in the house, she offered to make a ‘munchie run’ to the liquor store because Burt’s drivers’ license was suspended.

What Charlie didn’t realize is how turned on both her husband and my wife were when she left for the store. She should have never left that day to go buy munchies.

Anyway, Kathy had gone more than a week already without sex, and that’s unlike her. This is a woman who LOVES sex, in ANY form, and Charlie’s mistake was going along with the sexual banter before leaving her horny good friend alone with her lecherous old man, who just happens to have had the ‘hots’ for my wife from the first day they met, as well as his brother Bob, to go to the store that day.

So, when Charlie left, Burt made some comment about ‘friends with benefits’ and that’s all it took, Kathy and Burt were all over each other like white on rice. Kathy’s first ‘strange’ dick since we’ve been married, and one of Burt’s fantasies cum true.

It didn’t last long……didn’t need to……but when Charlie got back with the munchies from the store, her husband’s seed was in my wife’s cunt. Where it would stay for the rest of her visit and the ride home.

So, that was my wife’s initial introduction to extramarital sex, being bent over Charlie’s kitchen table and fucked by her husband Burt for maybe a total of five minutes before he filled her with his cum.

The first of many copulations between the two whores, one male, one female.

Back to today, I had forgotten all about her whole ‘fucked on the hood of a car’ affair with him (while his brother Bob was watching from inside the car) until she banged my lights out last night, on my birthday, keeping me hard long after I came inside her sweet, tight pussy by revealing this true story to me.

My wife knows what ‘dirty talk’ works on me and what dirty talk doesn’t, and she uses it when she needs to, like last night. It was my birthday and she decided that instead of buying me something this year, she would give me something that I ask for every year instead.

Not something shiny and chrome for my Roadie, or some new useful gadget for my Jeep, but something I used to beg for all the time until I finally quit asking.

An untold true story of her revenge sex days.

After we reconciled and got back together when my last affair was over, I still don’t know why she took me back, kırşehir escort but she did, Kathy seemed like she wanted to make a point of what I had been missing out on ‘at home’ while I was away having sex with ‘only’ one woman. Only ‘one’ set of pussy lips, she reiterated, driving home her point.

The point was that while I was off cheating with only ONE woman, she was ‘paying me back’ with MANY men. Tou-chez.

This last fuck-up on my part pushed her over the edge to the point of either divorce or some serious ‘pay back’. She would tell me at a later time that while she seriously considered divorce, SERIOUSLY considered, she decided not to because of what we DID have going for us and our marriage, outside of my infidelity, and how she didn’t want to throw all of that away……BUT……and that’s a big BUT……there would be serious consequences to pay for on my part!

OK, here’s the tricky part. Real tricky.

Now, don’t hold this against me because I’m hoping at least a couple of you guys will understand and maybe agree, but I WANTED the consequences!

To her, the consequences were spreading her legs for anyone other than her husband.

To her, the SERIOUS consequences were spreading her legs for as MANY men as she did while I was gone!

To me, the only consequence would be not hearing about her sexual conquests. Hearing her tell me stories about being with other men, for some dumb reason, turns me on something fierce.

I’ve quit trying to analyze why sharing my wife is so exciting for me and just learned to go with the flow and enjoy it. So has she. It started out pretty weird when we first talked about it, but after some guffaws and laughter, we agreed to do it, and it’s only gotten kinkier ever since.

When she snapped and almost divorced me (thank God she didn’t), for some strange reason at the time, she thought that fucking other men would be a way of getting back at me, of hurting me.

And that’s the tricky part, it didn’t. It should have, but it didn’t. This happened before I finally realized that sharing her was what I really wanted, not cheating on her and being with other women, but watching her with other men.

Too bad I caused so much pain along the way to figure that out.

The more I heard stories of her infidelity, though, the more excited I became. Suddenly, I wanted to hear them all, all at once. But, of course, that’s not how my wife works, and to this day I truly believe there are more stories she has hidden away.

Anyway, she decided on the seriousness of her ‘pay-back’ sex because she wasn’t just paying me back for my last affair, oh no, she decided to include the first two affairs as well, which was why she told me that there would be serious consequences for me and that was the reason so many men got between her legs during her ‘revenge sex’.

This was my third time fucking around on her and while the first two were devastating, and crushed her emotionally for a long time, this third time she decided to get even……and then some.

She wanted to let me know that while I was off cheating on her with just one woman, she felt the need to reassure herself just how desirable she was to the opposite sex by making herself available to any male who asked.

ANY male, that is, except for her good friend Jennifer’s husband, Joe. That poor sap, the only thing he could do was listen to the stories that his good friend and next-door neighbor Danny would tell him about fucking my wife and leaving her dripping his cum every time.

Yes, THAT Danny, the one who cums in pints!

Joe was the only man I know of who asked during my wife’s ‘revenge sex’ days who got turned down. Poor Joe, it turns out that the only reason he didn’t get into my wife’s panties was because she was best friends with his wife, Jennifer, who later turned out to be just as big a whore as my wife, but only after she left Joe for another man, whom my wife helped her get. A little more on that later.

Jennifer and my Kathy were president and vice-president of the ‘Itty Bitty Titty Commitee’ because both of them put together didn’t have half as big a boob as Danny’s wife Kathy. That woman was endowed!

Jennifer and my Kathy, not so much. But they both made up for it in other ways.

Uninhibited, sexual ways. Together, too! As I would find out about later.

One of the reasons Danny enjoyed sex with my wife so much was her lack of inhibition and willingness to try something new. Whenever he and his wife had sex, it was always missionary with no oral (she HATED the taste of cum), at all. Boring!

Too bad, cuz’ she’s a real looker, complete with double D’s, what a fucking waste! But when Danny was with my wife, missionary wasn’t the main style at all, and she ALWAYS swallowed his cum. He often complained to my wife that his wife really actually hated sex, saying it was painful for her even though her doctor could find nothing physically wrong, and only malatya escort did it when he demanded it from her.

This all kind of sets the mood for our little circle of friends. We all lived on a private driveway, sort of our own little private cul-de-sac. Total of eight houses, four on each side, sharing one common driveway right down the middle, with Jen & Joe living directly across the driveway from us, third house from the front, and then Danny & Kathy lived next door to them at the end of the run.

My leaving Kathy seemed to be the catalyst for several other affairs to happen in our little cul-de-sac of soon to be, intimate friends, setting in motion a string of extra-marital affairs that began with Kathy fucking our good friend Burt on his kitchen table to pay me back.

And then Danny…Jim…Steve…Tom…Dick…Harry…but not Joe.

I’m sure that when Kathy first started fucking Burt, she told her best friend Jennifer all about it. I mean, that’s what girls do, right? Talk about the new stud in town. Well, they did. My wife told Jen everything her and Burt did together, and that may have pushed Jennifer over the edge to have her own affair, often using my wife as an alibi for getting out of her house so her husband Joe wouldn’t suspect anything.

She was cute as a button, but a little on the shy side. Standing a couple of inches taller than my wife and just as slender, Jennifer had mousey brown hair, a real nice smile, and absolutely no tits at all. Mother Nature more than made up for that mistake by giving her a killer ass and legs you wanted wrapped around you.

She was always a lot of fun to be around, but I never saw the hidden sexual desires this married woman held within until my wife revealed it to me much later, and it had to do with me. If I’d known then what I know now, life might have turned out a lot different for a few people than it did. Hindsight, 20/20.

My leaving Kathy to have my last fling must have triggered something in Jennifer to do the same thing. Being unhappy in her marriage ever since the birth of her second child, she finally left her husband Joe for greener pastures, but she did it permanently, with help from my wife.

Kathy would be Jennifer’s alibi to Joe so she could get out of the house and hook-up with Greg, her stud muffin. Unbeknownst to me, on one of their ‘girls’ night out’, they both wound up in the sack with him in a menage a-trois that, of course, she never told me about (and still hasn’t given any details).

Turns out Jennifer is truly bisexual and got my wife to experiment with her and Greg that one time. Just so happens that one time with Greg and Jennifer happened the night before she got laid on the hood of a car. Burt’s car, with his brother Bob watching.

Charlie, Burt’s wife, was currently working the swing shift at a local warehouse and didn’t get off from her shift until 11:30pm. Normally my wife didn’t hang out at their house when Charlie was working, but tonight she was filling in for someone who called in sick, and my wife didn’t know this before heading over to visit.

“Well, well, well. I’m glad you’re here,” Burt sighed holding the door open to let my wife in.

Giving Burt a quick hug before entering, “Hi. Oh. Hi Bob,” she nodded to Burt’s brother sitting on the sofa, “where’s Charlie?” Kathy asked innocently.

“She got called in to work, so it’s just you, me and my little bro,” Burt replied, closing the door behind her with a sinister grin crossing his face.

“Oh. Okay. Well, maybe I should come back tomorrow,” she offered.

“No, no. I don’t know if she has to work a full shift tonight, so why don’t you stay and keep me and Bob company until she gets off?” handing the lit joint he was holding to my wife.

It was about 7:30pm and the sun set about a half hour ago, so the twilight was quickly turning into night when Burt’s phone rang. It was his wife calling during her break to ask Burt to go to the store to pick up something they needed for their kid’s breakfast in the morning.

“Yeah. Sure. Are you okay? You sound a little out of breath.,” Burt answered his wife, hanging up the phone.

“I don’t suppose you want to go with us to the store, do you?” Burt asked my wife.

“Sure. I’ve got no one to answer to right now, so let’s go,” Kathy answered, noticing the evil grin on Burt’s face after she replied, and then gave him an equally sinister grin in return.

Kathy had just been laid last night in her first three-way that didn’t involve two men and one woman. Instead of MMF, she did MFF. She succumbed to her good friend Jennifer’s newfound desire to be with women, as well as men. ‘Best of both worlds’ is the argument Jennifer used to convince my wife to climb between her thighs and taste a woman for the first time in her life.

Apparently, she liked it because she was in a great mood when Burt asked her to go to the store with him and his brother the very next night.

Burt niğde escort has done some time in county lock-up, as well as being mentally confined for a short period of time, so he was being careful of not smoking pot in the car. Before or after, no big deal, but if, for some reason, he was to get pulled over by the cops, he didn’t want the smell in the car.

But ever since he took my wife that first time, bent over his kitchen table in a quickie, while his wife ran to the store, he’s had the strong desire to do her again. Hell, she’s got ‘no one to answer to right now’, so why not try to see if she’s willing tonight?

If he knew what was running through her mind right now, after I’d been gone for over a week now, he wouldn’t have bothered bringing out his joint ‘for special occasions’. Burt was a player, but a very sly player. He wouldn’t go out and actively pursue some female, but, if the opportunity presented itself, he would take full advantage of it.

Tonight, he was going to take full advantage of it.

On the hood of his car.

“Let’s smoke another doobie, and then we’ll go,” Burt said, lighting up his ‘for special occasions’ joint, taking a deep hit and handing it to my wife, who was seated on their large couch in between him and his brother.

If Burt understood that tonight, Kathy had recognized his evil grin from the first time they fucked, he might have saved his special joint for another opportunity, instead of a sure thing. No, my wife’s libido was raised to a different level last night, so, tonight, since his wife was at work, my wife was a sure thing.

Kathy revealed to me much later that Burt’s special joint was laced with ecstasy, almost guaranteeing him some new pussy tonight. What he didn’t know, though, was she was going to fuck him anyway, now that Charlie wasn’t here, with or, without the party drug.

My wife didn’t realize while she was doing it, but one of the joints that Gary used last night, was her first exposure to ecstasy. Which, thinking about it now, was probably the reason why she went along with her first FFM three-way.

But now, less than 24 hours later, she was unknowingly smoking it again and, by the third hit, her panties were moist. My wife knows how to deal with moist panties…….

Putting a hand on the thigh of both men sitting on each side of her, my wife slowly rose to her feet and clamored, “Let’s go.”

Almost in sync, the brothers closed their eyes and raised their noses as if to sniff her as she got up from the sofa. This isn’t the first time I’ve seen men do this when she’s aroused, because Kathy gives off a very, very pleasant aroma when she gets excited. Yes, she was getting there, you could smell it in the air.

Bob didn’t smoke from the joint with ecstasy in it because he knew he would not be participating in his brother Burt’s devious plan to get my wife high, horny, and fucked. No, Bob was only going to get to watch his brother fucking my wife, his dream girl, tonight.

Bob wasn’t what you’d call a ladies’ man. At 5’10” and getting close to 400 pounds, Bob was a lurker, not a lover. A nice enough guy, but not somebody that made the ladies drool.

For, even though I enjoy sharing Kathy, when she was alone with Burt, he absolutely refused to share her with anyone else. And why would he? I’m the one with the kink of sharing that wonderful pussy, not him. No, when Burt had that pussy, he was very stingy and wanted it all for himself.

Wouldn’t even share her with his brother Bob, only letting him watch them fucking from time to time, like tonight, after dark, on the hood of a car, in a grocery store complex parking lot, where Bob may, or may not, have been the only one watching.

Tossing the keys to his brother on the way out of the house, Burt grabbed Kathy’s hand and led her into the back seat. Burt and Charlie never had a lot of money, so their transportation was usually older, bigger American-made vehicles with a lot of miles on them and none too reliable.

Their Ford Econoline van was currently running better than their Oldsmobile cruiser, so that’s what Charlie drove to work, leaving Burt with the Oldsmobubble, which was his affectionate nickname for the beast. Most of the time it did start, but not always, and usually got him where he needed to go, but no further than that.

Tonight, he got lucky with the Oldsmobubble……twice. Once, when it finally started, after a ten minute try with fingers crossed, and then the second time on the hood, with my wife!

Charlie knew about her husband Burt’s infidelities, and to be honest, she really didn’t care because she had her own side hustle. In fact, when she called Burt tonight to tell him to go to the store, something he REALLY hated (and Charlie knew he hated it), she wasn’t calling from work. She was calling from her lover’s bedroom while lying flat on her back with her legs wrapped around the man trying to drive her through the mattress.

Her lover paused long enough when Burt answered the phone to let Charlie give him the message of going to the store. But Burt almost caught her when he noticed her breathing hard over the phone. Whew, that was close. At this point, Burt had become so arrogant, that he thought he was the only one screwing around!

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