Gay Erotic Stories

Chapter 7 As I sat in my car, slowly stroking my cock, and thinking about what I had just witnessed inside the store. I came to the realization that, in the past few days, since finding my wife, and oldest son, locked in an incestuous embrace on our living room floor, I am somewhat of a voyeur. I LOVE watching other people fuck. I get as much pleasure out of watching other's, as I do out of performing the act myself. An even stronger realization came to mind too, and that was, that my wife, Sharon, was showing very real signs of being an exhibitionist. Now whether or not she would have told me about her and Dave the night they fucked each other, without my having hinted that I knew, I don't know. But since she did, and since she's openly fucked him again, knowing I was upstairs listening through the heating vent, I'd say she was displaying exhibitionist tendencies. I'm no expert, but it appears that way to me. Despite what had happened the past few days, I remain firm in my love for my wife, and I am sure that she is still in love with me. The exciting part to me right now, is that, knowing her strict upbringing, and the love that she has for me and our family, she is eager to explore this new found trait. She is the epitome of a loving, and faithful wife, to the outside world. Yet, in her heart, she has the same dark desires that most people would not admit to, AND she's eager and willing to confront them head on and to deal with them. Perhaps her method is a little out of the ordinary, yet she's dealing with them, and allowing me to deal with mine at the same time. Plus we are having one hell of an exciting time while doing it. If the shoe were on the other foot, and it were ME doing this, I'm not sure how it would work out for us. But, be that as it may, we both seemed to have made up our minds to ride it out, so to speak. Twenty minutes later I saw the stock room door open, and Milton poked his head around the corner. Seeing me sitting in the car, he waved to me, and then disappeared back into the store. Five minutes later my wife came out and got in the car. She shut the door turned and waved good bye to Milton, who was still watching from the door way, then turned and smiled at me. "You were gonna call me, honey." she said, sighing, as she slid over next to me on the seat. "How long you been out here?" she slipped her arm through mine, and looking at me. "I've been out here about twenty minutes, I guess." I answered. Which was the truth. :-))) "You should have come in and let me know you were out here. We've been done for over an hour. I tried calling you, but got no answer." she said, hugging my arm tightly. She was shivering. "I did come inside, about thirty minutes before coming back out here to the car." I said, and I saw her turn and look at me. It was dark in the car, yet I could almost feel her blush. "You did? You came in the store?" she asked softly. "I didn't... " she hesitated. "See me?" I chuckled softly, and slipped my arm about her shoulders pulling her closer. "I know, but I saw YOU." and I quickly kissed her on the cheek, since we'd hit a red light. "Oh God!" she moaned "I don't know what to say, honey. Things just got a little out of hand... I... his wife had called several times tonight... they were fussing like crazy. I felt so sorry for him... I just... I just let it happen!" she said. "Look at me." I said as I pulled away from the light. "Do I look upset or angry?" "No... but still. I was going to tell you when we got home. I had no intention of keeping it from you." she said. I squeezed her tight, and then concentrated on my driving as best I could, as her hand found it's way into my lap, and touched my still erect cock. "I love you, babe. Don't EVER forget that." I whispered softly, meaning every word of it. She put her head on my shoulder and she whispered her love for me. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Glancing about the room, one would think a tornado had hit it. Clothes were thrown here and there, in our haste to get undressed and into bed. I was sitting, or kneeling astride my wife's shoulders, my hands gently cupping her head, lifting it off the pillow, as I worked my cock in and out of her mouth. Her eyes were locked on mine, as she swirled her tongue along my shaft, and she nursed at my meat. We had practically ran to the bedroom, once we got home. I was eager to add my cum to Milton's, as his still lay warm in her belly. It had been a fast, intense fuck. She whipped her hips up off the bed, as I stabbed again and again, into the thick bush between her legs When I exploded, she was right there with me, crying out as I felt her juices wash over my imprisoned cock. Finally, I pulled back, her mouth making a popping sound from the suction, as my cock slipped from her mouth. I rolled off her, and I pulled her into my arms, and we lay together naked, embracing on the bed. "What's happening to us, Dave?" she asked a few minutes later, her nails gently tickling along my chest. I was stroking her shoulders and back, tracing the warm curves of her soft, smooth body. Just enjoying being next to her, feeling her against me. She shifted, and raised up, looking into my eyes. "These past few days... they've been so... so crazy." she said. "I don't know, honey. I've wondered myself. But I don't have an answer for it." I looked at her. "Maybe... maybe we're just trying to break loose and do some things we've always, secretly, WANTED to do and were afraid to admit it." I said. "I know this... " I looked intensely into her eyes. "I love you more than life itself... and I... I've enjoyed the past few days, more than I can ever tell you." I said. She didn't say anything for the longest time. "I can't explain it either." she whispered, laying her head on my chest. "But... when I found out you had watched Davy and I... the other night... fucking each other... something went through me. Something exciting... and I can't explain it. Then, when we did it... on the table... and you were up here. It was like... like it wasn't me, or us... but like we were performing in an adult film... or something... and it made me sooo hot, and excited." "I was thinking tonight, after seeing you doing Milton. I really get off watching you with other men. I have to admit it... it just does something to me inside. It thrills me, honey. And... " I went on. "I think... I think you enjoy being watched too. It sounds crazy don't it? I know it does, but maybe it's always been there, inside us, and it took the other night, with you and Davy, to bring it out into the open." "I don't know either, honey." she raised up, looking at me again. "But... I really was going to tell you about... " the phone cut her off. She reached across me and picked it up. "Hello?"... then she looked at me and smiled. "Hi, daddy. No, we weren't in bed, well" she chuckled, "We were in BED, but we weren't asleep." she looked at me and blushed, as she went on talking to him. I decided to torment her a little bit, and I began to kiss, and lick my way down over her body, starting with the hard nipples on her succulent titties. I felt her shiver, and she giggled softly, pushing me away at first. But I was persistent, and I sucked even harder, as my right hand found it's way to her nest, and I delved into her moistness, and buried two fingers in her. She moaned, right into the phone, and shoved her hips up at my hand. When I looked at her, she was beet red, and she was licking her lips. "No, NO! It's okay daddy." she sighed quickly, flashing me a STOP warning, yet grinning at me. She didn't want me to stop, any more than I wanted to. "Your son in law is tormenting me here." she chuckled. "Friday night? I ugh... I don't think we are... doing anything... OOOhhhhhh... " she let out an involuntary moan, and she clamped her hand over the mouth piece. "Will you STOP!" she squealed softly. "This isn't fair!" she uncovered the mouth piece. "Hang on a sec, I'll check with Dave." she said. "What’s going on, babe?" I asked so that he could hear me. I was moving up her body again, I wanted my cock in her belly, while she was on the phone with him. Sharon sensed it too, and she grinned wickedly at me, grasping my cock, and seating it inside her hole. "Daddy said, mother would like us to come to dinner Friday night... if you want to." she said softly. Her eyes closed slowly, as I pushed deep into her pussy. She mouthed the words "I love you" to me, and slowly began to shove her hips up at me. "You want to go?" she asked. "Sure, babe... why not. Tell him we'll be there." I said, thrusting harder now, but still just taking it easy. Her knees came up, and she let them fall open, exposing herself as wide as possible, to my thrusts, Her hips tilted upwards. "Dave says we can, daddy. What time should we... Oh... sure, I can help you with that, no problem." she said. "You have the rough draft, it just needs to be typed? Okay." she smiled. "UmHmm... we'll be there. Okay, daddy... I love you too. See you then." she said softly, blowing him a kiss. "Bye". and she hung up. "Soooooo... dinner with mom and dad, hmmmmm" I chuckled, picking up the tempo as her legs came up around my hips, and we began to fuck in earnest. "That might prove VERY interesting, don't you think?" I grinned devilishly at her. "One NEVER knows, does one?" she giggled as she tightened around my cock. "He has a report he has to give at the dinner, Saturday night. He wants me to type it up for him" she said. "Hmmmmmmm... you two... ALL ALONE... in his study... in the dark of night????" I gave her a conspiratory wink. "Dream on baby, Dream on... " she giggled, then she tensed up, as I hit her hot spot. "Ohhhhhhhhh GOD.! Right there... DO IT AGAIN... !!! THERE... FUCK ME... !" she squealed, as the tempo picked up considerably.