30 Days: Nov. 30th, Morning (Patreon)

Last day. The last day of Naughty November. Thank God!

I’d endured it all. And endure was precisely the right word for it. I enjoyed it too, a part of me did at least, but oh yes it did take endurance. My jealousy, my pride, my ego, and my incandescent libido had endured a month long thrashing beyond anything else I’d ever experienced. I’d been enthralled, I’d been aroused, I’d been humbled and I’d been awakened. My journey had followed in the footstep’s of Sarah’s, with her forging the way and doing all of the hard trailblazing, but it had been no less arduous. I might not have made it through the No Nut challenge that I set for myself, though I’d been denying myself for the week since I accidentally nutted against her hip, but the challenge I ended up accepting had been far more a test than mere chastity could ever be. In all I felt it had been a journey worth taking. To watch and read about my wife’s sexual blooming had been a once in a lifetime adventure, but every adventure had its end. And it was time for this one to end. It was time to come back together and discover our new normal. She’d said it better than I ever could in yesterday’s letter. If this went on for much longer I may end up losing myself completely.

By this time tomorrow Naughty November would be in the rear view mirror and I couldn’t have been happier.

Stepping into the kitchen I look for what might end up being the final envelope. Instead I find an adorable pink plastic bunny with a short length of twine on one end that attached a fancy looking tag which read, ‘David’. Picking up the object with growing curiosity I turn it over in my fingers to inspect it closely. It was just a tiny rabbit.

“What the…?”

Just then I catch a little seam running across the neck. Pulling the head from the body reveals a USB connection. It was a thumb drive. What was my naughty Bunny up to this time?

Two minutes later I am sitting at my desktop staring at the single file that the drive contained. A video file. 38 minutes long. Moving on its own my hand shifts the mouse and opens the file.

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“Dear David.” My wife says before a bout of giggling stops her. The video had started with Sarah centered in the frame standing in a living room that I did not recognize. She looked radiant in her white embroidered skirt, floral embroidery that I had watched her stitch herself as we watched television, and a green short sleeved blouse. Rubbing her hands on her skirt and taking a deep breath she looks just off camera and says. “Can we start it again?”

“Go ahead.” Says a man’s voice. Who the hell was that!?

She gives a nod, straightens up, and starts again. “Dear David. For today’s challenge I have decided to make a sex tape. The gals down at the adult boutique suggested it when I told them that I was trying to spice things up.” She takes another deep breath and unconsciously wipes her hands again, I could feel her nervous energy coming through the screen. “This video is for your eyes only. A memento of our Naughty November and a record for just how far I’ve come. Keep it private. This is for you and you alone, David.” She giggles and shakes her fists adorably. “I don’t know if I’ll ever have the nerve to watch it! EEK!”

I notice that as she spoke Sarah kept looking off just to the left in a telltale way that told me that she could see herself being recorded. There must have been a screen just behind the camera. Another thing I note was the incredibly high quality of both the video and audio of the recording. It was in such perfect definition that I could make out the individual links of the necklace she wore.

“Maybe you can consider this as an audition tape for a movie you and I might make someday?” She gives me a cheese wink and a grin. “Luckily for me I had a willing a costar for my film debut.” Looking to the right she waves in whoever was standing there. Into frame walks a tall, fit dark haired man with gray-blue eyes. He was also young, I could see it in his face and by the casual patterned board shorts and snug sleeveless top combination you didn’t see a lot of older men wear. I knew who it was before she even introduced him. “So this is The Nest and THIS is Richie Junior.” She holds out her hands like a model displaying some new product. “Isn’t he handsome?” The picture zooms out a little to fit his much taller figure into frame making me wonder if they had a camera person in the room with them, until I notice the slender black remote in Richie’s right hand.

“Hey Davey-boy.” The dashing nineteen year old nods to the camera while my wife titters. “Heard a lot about you.”

Just like that I had a face, a voice and a body to go with the character I’d only read about until now. Like time bomb a burst of realization explodes inside my mind. I bring a hand to my mouth as it only now fully hits me as to what I was about to witness. “Oh my God!” I whisper. Quickly grabbing the headphones I switch the sound over.

Touching him with a disturbing familiarity Sarah prods at the young man’s firm belly. “See. He’s real. Flesh and blood and everything.” Lifting his shirt she goes a step further and runs her hand up and down his six pack abs. “Not bad, eh?”

“Heh.” He grins and tightens his abs for her.

“Richie has made a few of these in the past.” Sarah says as she drops his shirt. “So don’t you go accusing me of corrupting the youth or anything. I’m newer at this stuff than he is.”

“Glad to be of service.” He says brightly. “Just a shame this will be our last time.”

“Probably be our last time.” Sarah corrects him. “So…um…” There’s an awkward pause before she says with a laugh. “Let’s do this I guess.”

“Yes Ma’am.”

What happens next rocks my world and hardens my cock. Without any hesitation nor shame this woman who once upon a time preferred to change her clothes in the dark so as not expose herself unbuttons her blouse and slips out of it in front of this other man in a fully lit room. As she does that Richie peels out of his shirt showing off his lean, chiseled body. He was in incredible shape! What I thought was a bracelet turns out to be a cord attached to remote allowing him to free his hand as it hangs from his wrist. Sarah turns toward him as she fiddles with the clasp at the back of her bra, her big excited blue eyes already glued on his crotch.

“Since Richie’s already cum inside of me we’re not going to use condoms.” She says with a guilty glance my way. “Figured there’s no harm in it now. Right?”

“Ohhh my God!” I gasp as my rock hard dick strains to escape my pants. I was as shocked as I was aroused. First of all was my previously clean mouthed wife so easily saying ‘cum inside of me’ without a hitch or a blush but also by the complete inappropriateness of informing her husband that she was about fuck another man raw. JESUS! And the best and worst part of it? This all happened last night. It was playing out in front of me but there wasn’t a god damned thing I could do about anything that happened now. If it ended right now it would be the greatest porno I’d ever watched, but this video was just getting started.

As casual as could be she strips out of her bra and tosses it to the sofa behind them, her full, heavy breasts sway into view. It lasts no more than a second but I catch Richie’s long fingered hand give her closer tit a gentle grope as she moved. She then looks up into his eyes and slowly lowers herself to her knees. Stepping forward he looms over her. Holy fucking shit. My wife was on her knees in front of this tall, lean, good looking man! I could have read about it a hundred times and still I wouldn’t have been prepared for the brute visceral impact of that moment.

With growing eagerness Sarah grabs the waistband of Richie’s shorts and pulls them down a few inches to reveal his dark pubes. With a giggle she looks up at him. “Fresh trim?”

“Gotta look my best for the camera.” He winks.

“He he he! You’re so silly.” She looks at me, breaking the fourth wall. “Didn’t I tell you about this guy?”

Her eyes quickly return to his shorts which she continues pulling down his muscular legs. Not wanting to do it twice she had pulled his underwear along with them and as she reached his mid-thigh his long semi-flaccid cock flops free just inches from her smiling face. Her eyes flare and she lets out a jolly laugh as she watches his meat swing free.

I hear an ever so subtle whir as the camera angle shifts slightly down while also zooming in at the same time. It wasn’t just the camera responding to that remote but the gimbal it sat upon. Their set-up was far fancier than simply propping up a phone somewhere. It steadies on a perfect shot with her head on the right side of the screen, Richie’s leg, hip and belly on the left side, and his waiting penis hovering in between.

With her face and his cock centered Sarah glances up at him then looks over to me. Taking a hold of his shaft she lifts it as it to show his dick to the camera. Holding my gaze in hers she opens her mouth and wraps her plump, pink lips tightly around his manhood.

“Mmmmmm.” She moans with transparent lust.

“Fuuuck.” I sigh.

Through the headphones comes Richie’s echoed groan. “Rrrmmmm.”

Looking back his way so that she could give him her complete attention my wife begins to give the lad a most enthusiastic blowjob. The change in Sarah was extraordinary. Those times I’d been able to convince her to go down on me she’d always been so hesitant and inhibited. Her sexual self unlocked she now sucked Richie’s cock with long, confident, hungry strokes. Soon his dick shone with her spit. The gleam in her eyes, shown so well through the zoomed in close up, let her joy and desire shine through. She was magnificent! A natural born cock sucker if I’d ever seen one.

“Fuck, baby.” I whisper, in awe of what she had become.

Though it had been obvious from the beginning, the more Richie’s penis grew and stiffened the more it became evident that he was bigger than me. I could see it by how it looked against her face and by the wider angle of her jaw as she bobbed forward and back. Being the strapping young buck that he was it does not take long until Richie stood at full mast. God damn was I jealous of his cock. Almost as jealous as I was of him as my beloved gave him head.

His whispered words to her drive me wild. “You just can’t resist this dick, can ya Sarah?”

“Hmmm.” She hums happily.

“Fuuuck that’s such a good mouth you’ve got there.” She pets her long blond hair. “David’s one lucky guy.”

“Hmmmm!”

Spurred on by his encouragement she bobs forward and back, quicker than before, then slips off to let her tongue dance over his ruddy knob. Easy as could be she slips back on and bob, bob, bobs aways before sliding her face down the front of his dick. She pats his hefty member against one of her cheeks then turns her head and slide her lips back to the top she twists her head back and forth while nibbling at his glans with her lips. This was a woman at play! She was having a blast going down on him and it was coming through in everything that she did. What a transformation from those tepid blowies of years gone by. I had THAT to look forward to come midnight? David really was a lucky guy!

After sucking him a bit longer Sarah slips off of his tip and rubs his knob back and forth across her lips. She kisses him, she licks him, and runs her lips down one side and then the other corn on the cob style. That fact that it was her, that it her sweet familiar face on the screen with that big dick, made that scene with the aristocrat and the maid seem like a bland instructional video by comparison.

When she takes him in again she strains her eyes to left to look at me as she gives him another long suck. Letting him POP from her sucking lips she titters and shoots me a naughty wink. GAH! It was too much! I WANTED HER SO BAD I WANTED TO SCREAM! But, mercilessly, my sweet Sarah was just getting warmed up.

Slipping off of his schlong and smacking her lips Sarah turns and disappears from the shot for a moment as she leaned back and away.

“Why did you bring that?” Richie ask as the camera zooms out just a little.

“You’ll see.” She says with impish glee.

Looking squarely at Richie’s hard, impressive member she ever so deliberately takes a grip of the end of his dick. She subtly shifts her hand just slightly so that his very tip lined up with the edge of her grip. It was hard not to notice the gap between her the tips of her slender fingers and thumb, a gap that was not there when she held my erection like that. Then with her left hand she takes a hold of his shaft and slides it up so that both hands were tight together fist over fist. Keeping her left hand gripped firmly she lets go with the right and reaches down.

Into the shot comes the most random and out of place item I could have imagined. It was a green washable Crayola marker, the kind used for children’s coloring. Probably brought with her from the daycare. What the hell? She then very precisely runs the tip around Richie’s shaft right where her grip ended.

Richie gives voice to my question. “What is this about?”

“This.” She announces boldly as she finishes the line and pulls her hand away. “Is precisely how long my husband’s penis is.”

It takes me a second to comprehend what she’d just said but as her hand pulls away to reveal Richie’s thick cock with the green line encircling it the meaning hits me like bullet. From the tip of his dick down to the line was where my length started and stopped. Everything extra below that line…I just didn’t have.

No. No way. No! NO! She did NOT just do that! She could NOT have just done that! But she did! She just did that! My little angel was the devil herself! A surge of precum wets my already slick underwear.

By her grip I already knew how much thicker he was than me, but with that line drawn he and I could now both see EXACTLY how much longer the silver spooned teen was compared to me! At a glance it was somewhere between an inch and a half and two inches. Never had an inch an a half to two inches looked so long.

Richie’s howling laughter rings in my ears. “No way! HA HA HA! Seriously? You are wild, Sarah! Wild!”

“Don’t laugh!” She giggles and pinches his belly. “I want to show him how good I can deep throat now. Don’t worry. It’s nontoxic. And with soap and water it will wash off eventually.” Trying to contain her own giggles but caught up in his contagious laughter she takes his dick and slaps it against his tight abs. “I don’t know what’s so funny. Quit laughing or I’m not going to suck it.”

“Oh, I think you will.” He gasps between guffaws.

After a moment she smirks. “Yeah, you’re right.”

With her lover still chuckling Sarah wraps her lips back around his cock and starts going down on him once more. For about a dozen strokes she sucks him as she had been doing but soon she begins to push a bit further on each slow, steady stroke. It does not take long for her wet, tightly sealed lips to reach the David line. On the very next stroke I watch that line disappear through her lips as she goes as deep as she could

“Glrgh!” She heaves, nearly gagging, as she reaches her limit just a short way from taking him to the hilt. A tear forms at he corner of her eye as she cheats and stretches her lips forward to just brush against his fuzzy pubes. I am in awe. With him buried deeper in her throat than I could reach, she holds him for a ten count. Then, all once, pulls back and lets out a great gasping breath, streamers of spittle stretching from her open lips. “Hahh!” She swallows hard and wipes her mouth as she looks into the camera. “Did you see baby? Did you see how deep I can go? He he he! Yours will be easy!”

It was dagger to my ego and a shot of nitrous to my revving lust. It wasn’t simply what she’d said, but the naivete with which she’d said it. By the smile on her face I could see that she was genuinely so proud to show her husband how deep she could take it. If she knew just what it meant to man to be told that his penis was small I could see no evidence of it in her baby blues. Even after this crazy kinky month there was still an innocence to Sarah that made it impossible to be upset with her.

“You did good baby.” I whisper and touch her beautiful face. “You did real good.”

Just as I feel like some sort of magical connection had been made through the screen she looks back up at Richie. “Doggy?”

“Nah.” He says. “On the sofa first.”

“Yes, Sir!”

For a moment both of them disappear from view as I hear things being shifted around. When the camera zooms out again Sarah was fully naked and sitting at the right end of the sofa that had thus far provided the backdrop. Richie’s bare ass eclipses her for a moment as he shifts an ottoman footrest to abut the front of the sofa directly in front of Sarah. Taking her left leg he places her foot on the floor alongside the ottoman, her right leg he has her bend but keep pressed tight to the backrest. He then darts back out of frame to reveal my spouse nude with her butt pushed back into the corner of the sofa and with her legs spread wide. “Don’t move.” I only see it for a second as suddenly the whole world is shaking around as he moved the camera a bit closer. Coming back into frame, his big, proudly standing spit shined rod gleaming in the lights, he takes a moment to adjust things with the remote.

My screen is filled with a super tight close up Sarah’s smiling face. Her eyes widen as she too sees herself in the screen they had set up. A cute blush rises in her cheeks. “Richie!”

I hear the quiet whir as the camera tracks slowly down Sarah’s soft, gorgeous naked flesh. Chest, breasts, her squishy tummy, it was heaven on the eyes. I’d had that exquisite nubile body all to myself for years. Never had I appreciated it so much as I was right now. Even the few ‘flaws’ she had only made her more perfect to me. She was the most beautiful woman in the world, and there wasn’t a close second.

With a sudden swoop her the peachy folds of her labia and glistening pink slit fills the screen. Damn she was wet!

“Richie!” She protests, though the close up only zooms closer. So close that you could see the texture of her skin. “Oh my God!” She laughs. “Nobody wants to see a coochie that close up! Ha ha ha! Stop.”

He chuckles and zooms out. Once he was at a spot that framed the pair of them just right he lets the remote go to dangle from his wrist. “That’ll do.”

With a silly grin Sarah waves at me. “Hi baby!”

Richie rolls his and shakes his head at her cutesy gesture. Getting down to kneel in front of her between her legs he leans in, grabbing one of her breasts in one hand and latching onto the nipple of the other with his mouth. In an instant she forgets all about the camera. He runs his fingers through his thick hair as he sucks and slurps at her soft breast.

“Ohhhh Richie!”

Her breath of passion whispering another man’s name nearly sends me over the edge. God! This was more than I could bear. But bear it I do.

“OHHHH!” Her lilting voice rises as his other hand disappears behind his body, clearly to finger her pussy. I can just make out the far elbow thrusting forward and back as he finger fucked her while continuing to kiss and nibble and grope her perfect titties. “Ohhhhh God, yessss!” Her eyes hazy with lust she looks to the camera, to me, and moans. “Ohhhhh!

Frozen in my chair I watch the handsome stud have his way with my wife’s responsive body. By the time he kissed down her belly to bring his mouth to her cunny she was well on her way. It takes barely a minute for him to bring an orgasm out of her. Her eyes intense and staring down into his as she grips the back of his head Sarah shudders and groans her way through the most beautiful climax ever. The Sarah that I knew would cum in muffled peeps and tiny trembles, ashamed to let her pleasure to heard and seen, but the Sarah on the screen now moaned freely as her body writhed to the waves of good feelings coursing through her.

“Ohhhhh Richie! YES!”

Every time she cried out his name it was another deliciously stinging lash across my cuckold’s heart.

Not satisfied with one Richie eats her out for another. All I could see his is head twisting this way and that. All I could hear over her moans is wet sucking and slurping. Whatever he was doing, she liked it. She liked it enough to cum to his mouth quicker than I’d ever been able to do.

Popping up after her orgasm he licks his lips and smacks me them loudly belches. “Yum!”

Flushed faced and laughing she slaps at his shoulder. “Gross!”

He chuckles as he crawls up onto her. He kneels, one knee on the sofa and the other on the footstool, and looms over her. She spreads her legs wider to accommodate him. Filling a hand with one of her big breasts he takes his dick with the other and starts to slap against her shiny, wet pussy. “David likes to watch, does he?”

“I sure hope so!” She titters, then closes her eyes as the pleasure of his slapping against her clit takes hold. “Ohhh, mmmm.”

The moment her eyes are closed he looks over to the camera and his boyish smile fades. His gray-blue stare punches through time and space and straight into my balls. “You like this big dick, don’t you baby?” He says to her, though his eyes stay focused on me in THAT way that every man knew. That way when you know you’ve got the upper hand and there wasn’t a fuckin thing the guy could do about it. Even his body language had changed, chest out and shoulders back like a strutting peacock. Mother fucker! HE was giving ME that look? That smug, cocky, smarmy, scrawny little…

“Ohhh, yessss.” My wife croons for him. “I doooo. It’s such a nice dick.”

“Is it?”

“Mmm.” She nods obediently. “So long and thick and hard. SO HARD! It’s amazing how hard you get.”

“Long and strong.”

“And hard!”

“You love it, don’t you Sarah?”

“Yesss Richie.” She writhes and wriggles. “I looove your big dick.”

“What do you love about it? Mmmm?”

“It’s so….mmmm…satisfying.” She says in a hypnotic drone. “Fuck me, Richie.”

When she opens her eyes his head snaps back to look down at her and his charming smile returns. With a nod toward the camera he says in an innocent tone. “Tell your husband how much you love it.”

“Ohhh David.” She tilts her hips, trying to initiate penetration on her own though he keeps her bay. His big spongy tip rubs up and down her slit. “I love his big dick.”

“You love it as much as your husband’s dick?”

She titters and covers her face. “Richie!”

“Tell me. Tell him.”

“No!” She says. “Nobody’s dick is as good my Papa Bear’s. Not in the way it really counts.” She pinches his arm. “Bigger doesn’t mean better. Nobody’s better than David.” She’d spoken her truth. Emotionally I was her one and only and my dick was the ‘best’. Physically though? Well, that might be another truth all together. “I think you’re being a naughty boy, Richie.”

“Maybe a little.” He looks at me again with an ever growing swagger, both he and I knowing that any guy would take objectively bigger over emotionally ‘better’ most days of the week. In that kindly, clean cut tone of his he says. “You’re such a lucky man, Davey-boy. Such a sweet little wife.” Again with the Davey-boy!

“Mmmmm.” Sarah smiles, blissfully ignorant of 90 percent of the quiet man-to-man cues being sent the camera’s way.

“You think he’s enjoying this?”

“Mmm, yessss.” Again she tries to push onto him, again he pulls away though keeps in contact. “Mmmm!” She mewls with rising frustration, desperate to feel him inside of her. “Yesss, I’m his hot wife this month. He wants me to be with other men.”

“Oh yeah.” He slaps, no…clubs, his big cock against her sex. Clubs in a hard dominating way. “You think he’s playing with himself while he watches us?”

“Not this month he isn’t.” She giggles. “But he does watch pornography. Maybe if he’s watching this in the future…” Turning her head she looks at me. “Am I your porn star, baby? Are you playing with yourself? He he he! You rubbing your cock for me, Papa Bear? You gonna cum for me?”

“Fuuuck.” Richie sneers, scoffing at my masturbation habits. “If I had a hot piece of tail like Sarah at home I wouldn’t ever resort to fuckin my hand again.”

“He he he! Richie!”

“Just sayin.” He says with a too innocent shrug. “Seems kinda…beta.”

“You quit teasing you big bully.” Sarah says playfully, as playful as she believed he was being. “David’s my alpha wolf, and he always will be.”

“If you say so.” With that he shoots me a wink as if he and I were sharing a private joke

She might not be able to see it or hear it, but I was catching his signals loud and clear. This had moved beyond wife watching to true cuckolding. He might be a nice guy, but there was a competitive fire burning inside of that man. And getting to fuck another man’s wife as he watched helplessly from behind a screen was fueling that fire. He was cucking another man, an older man, a married man, a larger man, and he was enjoying it. I think about myself at 19, immature, fearless, bold, bursting with cum and energy and vigor and still figuring out my place in the world, I might be doing exactly what he was doing now had I been in his position…and had been equipped with his big cock. God damn it! That just ain’t fair. But fuck if it didn’t get my cum boiling.

Gripping his shaft he centers his tip at my wife’s drooling entrance. “You’re so fuckin wet.”

“Wet for you Richie.” She whispers.

“I know it.” He says with a cocksure smirk. “You want me to fuck you, Sarah?”

“Yes!” She says, loud and unabashed.

“You reeeally want it?”

“Yes! Yes!” She pleads up at him, her petite hands clawing down his bare chest. “Fuck me, Richie! Fuck me good!” With that he leans his weight forward and lets his long cock enter her married pussy. “Nnnnngh!” Sarah groans as her face lights up in a look of pure ecstasy. As her eyes roll back Richie looks my way once more to stare me eye to eye as he fills my wife.

Without warning the shot zooms in on Sarah’s blissful expression then back out again to center more on just her than the pair of them, far enough to see her from butt to eyebrows but close enough to make out every little detail. It dawns on me as I watch his thicker cock slooowwwwly disappear inside of her that he had positioned her and the camera in such a way to give me the most unobstructed possible view.

Mouth gaped open, eyes glazed, her supple titty smooshing through his wide gripping fingers, her tight pussy stretched taut around his advancing and unsheathed manhood, my wife’s warbling moan rises in pitch and volume. “Ohhhhhh God!”

Just then it zoom in again, another close up of her cunny, just as that smudgy green line glides into her. That hadn’t been by accident, he purposely focused on it. He took it extra slow to let me wallow in the exact moment when he pushed into her deeper than I would or could ever go. A place inside of Sarah that he, his father, Maximillian, and Old Man Brown had touched, but never me. Never me.

“OHHHHHH!” Sarah’s moan fills my ears as the virile young stud fills her pussy better than her husband ever had. “OHHHH GOD YOU’RE DEEP!”

Her pussy disappears as his hip occludes the angle. There is a pause as Sarah whimpers and he zooms out and re centers the action for both of them. Slipping the remote from his wrist he sets it on the end table the proceeds to pay me no more mind as he ravishes my lust crazed beloved.

He fucks her slow and deep for the first minute, eliciting a delighted moan each time he delved balls deep. Gradually, stroke by stroke, he starts to speed up.

“Ohh! Ohhhh! Ohhh God!” Sarah purrs as her soft body writhes in time with his. “Yes, baby. That’s it. Fuck me.” Reaching up she combs her fingers through his hair and gazes into his eyes. A gaze I knew well from our love making. God how I wished those beautiful blue eyes were gazing into mine! But she wasn’t even glancing my way anymore. She was far too possessed, body and mind, by the euphoria of a really damn good cock to even notice me anymore.

Faster he goes…and faster…until the fleshy clap of body against body beats steadily in my ears. Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Mesmerized I watch that green line appear and disappear again and again and again as he goes deeper than hubby on every stroke until it becomes nothing but a blur. Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

“Ohhhh fuck! OHHHH FUCK!” Sarah’s cries rise as her flesh begins to quake. She couldn’t be. Not this quickly. My trapped cock flexes for all it was worth to escape its cloth confines. “OHHHH GOD! That’s good! That’s so fucking good! RICHIEEE! MMMMM!”

“Rmm! Rmm! Rmm!” Richie starts to grunt as his long, lithe frame goes faster…and faster…and faster then my beefy physique could ever go. I was built for power, not speed. Though with those flexing, heaving muscles young Richie was no slouch in the strength department either. “RM! RM! RM!” His hair jolts as her body ripples to his furious pounding.

“OHHH! OHHHHHH!! OHHHHHH!!!”

Sarah’s wails were driving me crazy. They were searing into my memory. They were sending erotic throbs from my balls and up through my dick. They were drilling down into my very soul. Wails of pleasure. Wails of ecstasy. Wails of orgasm!

“HHAAAOOHHHHHHH!!!”

In disbelief I hear the woman I love cum for a man nearly a decade my junior faster, harder, and better than I’d made her cum in all our years together. I didn’t a letter to tell me that. I could see it all play out on her face and flesh. It was too much. When she cums for him…so do I.

“GNNNNGHHHH!” With a white knuckled grip into the arms of my chair my untouched pecker spits its hot load into my shorts.

Even in the throes of climax their voices pierce through the blissful haze.

“Yes! Yes! Yes Richie!” Sarah yowls. “Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! FUCK MEEEE! YES!!!”

“Rm! Rm! Rm! Rm! Rm!” His steady grunts in time with the loud plap, plap, plap of their fucking. “Cum for me Sarah! Show that husband of yours how good you can cum!”

“OHHHHH!!!”

Throwing my head back I sit and shudder as I cum SO FUCKING HARD! “FUUUUCKNNGGGGHHHH!!!”

And when I was done, my passion spend and my load spilled, still I hear them going strong.

“Yes! Yes!” Sarah continues to sing as her powerful orgasm stretches out much further than mine. “Hnnngh! YES! FUCK!”

“RR! RR! RR! RRR!” Grunting and thrusting Richie keeps on fucking my wife as my spent, messy organ begins to soften.

“Hohhhhh…” My race run I slump in my chair breathing heavy and watch the better man continue to make love to my wailing wife. Humbled, humiliated, and bettered in every way all I could do is hold my hands up and admit defeat to the superior lover. My husband’s pride was, for the moment, shattered. But ohhhhh, what a fucking orgasm. Sitting red-faced with my shameful nut oozing down over my balls I watch in silence as the sex tape plays out.

After pounding her to another bucking climax he pulls out, his cock as hard and big as ever, and helps her to her feet. Bringing her closer to the camera he gets her a chair to lean on, bends her over so that she staring straight into the lens and starts to fuck her all over again.

Her big tits swinging and bouncing to his hard impacts, her long hair swaying to the rhythm, Sarah’s flushed and flustered face stares through the screen. I just focus on Sarah. Just on Sarah. Look how happy she was. Look at how much she was enjoying herself. Look at that ecstasy painted across her face. I wished it was me giving it to her, but I was glad she was getting it either way. I loved her with all of my heart and soul.

“Ohhhh!” She mewls. “Ohhh fuck baby! He’s good!” A fresh wave of bliss washes across her overwhelmed features. I knew that look. She was about to cum. And this time it was my eyes she stared into. “He’s soooo good…baby! MMMM!”

“You love it from behind.” I whisper.

“God…fuck…ohhhhh fuck!”

“It’s okay.” I smile and pet her soft, beautiful cheek. “I love you.”

“I love youuuuu!” She trills. How did she know!? An instant later her jaw drops and her eyes widen and holds there a second. Plap! Plap! Plap! His body bounces off of her big beautiful butt. An instant after that her whole body trembles and her features contorts into an almost humorous O face. “I’M…CUMMINGGGG!!!”

As she gets her rocks off again, this time I am cheering her on. “Get it baby! You get it!”

Not long after turns her to fuck her in the same position but in profile. Sarah puts her head down and rams back into him just as hard as he rams into her. “Gngh! Gngh! Gngh!”

“Ha ha ha! That’s it. Fuck him, baby.” I clap.

I watch them fuck, impressed by Richie’s stamina. They’d been going at it awhile now. I wasn’t sure if I’d be able to match this on my best day. Not to say I wouldn’t try!

It wasn’t too much longer that I sense Richie was near his end. It was in his groans and the way his muscles flexed and the way his thrusts got harder and more urgent. My eyes glued on his big cock appearing and disappearing through Sarah’s wet cunny I wait for big finale, my own dick resurgent and hard enough to pound nails.

It happens quickly. All of a sudden Richie slams into Sarah as hard and as deep as he could as every sinewy muscle goes taut. “GGGNNGGHHHH!!!” He lets out a deep, guttural roar as he floods Sarah’s insides with his hot cum.

“OHHHHHHH!!!” She sings for him one last time.

Though I couldn’t actually see it I could just imagine the way his big balls and shaft were throbbing as he pumped his seed deep inside.

He ends with a hard spank to her ass. “Whoooeeee! Now that’s what I call a sex tape!”

“He he he!” Sarah giggles in delight. “Ohhhhhhhh.” She mewls as he pulls his long, shiny, juice and cum covered meat from her quivering cunny. I nearly swoon as I watch the rush of fresh jizz dribble from her snatch. Richie plops his knob against her freshly fucked hole making the lewdest sounds imaginable before stepping back to give the camera one good full view of his ooey-gooey creampie. Once he was out she wobbles on her feet a bit before turning to the camera. She blows me a kiss. “That’s my sex tape, baby. I hope you liked it. Whoooo. I know I did.” Getting serious a moment she leans in and looks straight into me. “I love you baby. I love you so much.”

“I love you too.” I blow a kiss back.

She smiles and stands and comes in close. “How do you shut this off?”

“I got it.” Richie steps in, his big dripping tool swaying in front of the camera like it was in a 3-D matinee. Son of a bitch. He was still hard! “Hey, you wanna go again?”

“Mmm, I can’t.” Sarah says. “That was my challenge.”

“Come on, Sarah.” He says. “I was thinking this time…”

The video clips off there as he ends the recording. I sit, stunned and staring. She'd done nothing different than she'd done in her letters, yet actually seeing it play out in front of my eyes...indescribable. A moment later Sarah’s face fills the screen once more. She was dressed again but looked frazzled, flushed, but oh so satisfied. Pointing at the screen she says in a firm voice. “Hey! You’ve had your cucky fun now get to bed, mister! I want you well rested by tonight! And you better not have masturbated! We got business you and me come midnight.”

I look down at the big wet spot in my pants. I hadn’t technically masturbated but…whoops.

In the background from another room, the washroom probably, I can hear Richie griping. “Saraaah. Come on. Just once more.”

She rolls her eyes as she would at one of her daycare toddlers and giggles. “I said no, ya spoiled brat!” Shaking her head she quips. “Men! Give’em an inch and they’ll take a mile.” She focuses back on me and lowers her voice. “Okay. I gotta go. Love ya!”

She sticks out her tongue and gives me the cutest scrunch of her nose, and it is on that image the video ends.

Nov. 30th, Evening