PART 3

I had quietly made recordings of my wife when she was alone with Frank. I wanted to see if her description of events to me were accurate. I didn't have any real reason to think she hadn't been truthful with me, I just needed confirmation. Of course, I also needed to see how she was fucked, her responses.

The morning after the night before, Frank was on his way to the bathroom just as she was on her way out. She'd returned to me laughing, telling me that Frank wanted her to join him in the shower but she had told him "too late," she'd finished hers.

I had sent her straight back with instructions to simply give him the blow job he'd waited so long for, nothing more and then come back to me. My wife had finally swallowed Franks sperm and he’d left while we were both still in bed.

Anne had been fucked many times in the last 18 hours or so. On the few occasions she’d had multiple orgasms after having been shared by two men repeatedly - this time me and Frank - she was always on a high for days.

Whatever chemical reactions occurred in Annes body during her almost violent climaxes, they needed commercial bottling.

It always seemed to actually increase her sex drive even further and lighten her mood incredibly well.

We had sex or made love a further three times that day and again later that evening.

I was desperate to watch the recordings. I’d made Anne repeat as much as she could remember about her moments alone with Frank and it was a turn on every time. It wasn’t until the following day that I got a chance to watch them when Anne went out shopping. I knew she’d be gone about 3+ hours for certain.

My cock was hard before I even pressed play on the first tape.

I remembered that there wouldn’t be that much on it as she had only been alone with him for two shortish periods, so I was tempted to skip it altogether and get to the second tape, but I didn’t.

My first reaction as the tape whirred into action was relief that it had worked, it had actually recorded, but the angle wasn’t ideal for a view of Anne while she was at her dressing table. I could only see the top of Annes head as she pinned her hair up, and Frank was already standing behind her, in just his boxers.

“Here, suck on this bitch because you know you’re gonna be sucking me in a minute, don’t you” were the first words that were said.

“Yes, I know” I heard her reply..

I was surprised and really pleased with the audio but already annoyed with just the one camera angle that really only covered the bed in full.

“Well come on then, if you understand!”

I must have missed some of the conversation while I was fiddling about with the record button originally.

I skipped a little when I realised I had seen the next bits, I had been in the room with them at the time.

At last, I'd left and they were both in shot.

Frank was sitting at the end of our bed with Anne kneeling between his legs, his hands gripping my wife’s head - which was bobbing up and down on his cock.

He pulled her up as he as he scooted further up and lay back on the bed, telling her to carry on.

I had a great view of Annes arse, her knickers still on at this stage as her head continued to bob while she sucked him.

There were a few minutes of him holding her head steady as he began to fuck her mouth hard and you could hear Anne gagging several times.

He told her to get up and take her knickers off.

“I’m not going to fuck you today…but you’re going to fuck me like you’ve wanted to for years, ok!? OK?”

“Yes…ok” said Anne as she climbed up and straddled him.

She still had the babydoll on.

“Fuck me like you mean it today bitch”

I watched mesmerised as my beautiful wife lowered her pussy onto Franks cock and could tell from the way her body behaved that she had climaxed almost straight away.

“Tell me whenever you’re coming, OK?”

“I…urghhh urghhh….just did…OMG…”

Frank pulled at her little nighty and said “Take this off and fuck me properly”

Anne crossed her arms and removed the babydoll up over her head.

“He’s given me permission to fuck you regularly, every day if I want to…but you have to say you want me to…..SAY IT…I want to hear you say it bitch.”

“YESSS….OMG….I’M COMING AGAIN… UURGHH...I WANT YOU TO FRANK”

Anne was fucking him quite furiously now - this was when she must’ve arched her back, throwing her head around as she did, just before I re-appeared in shot.

Wow! It was way hotter even than I thought it’d be, and listening to my wife, actually hearing her say she wanted him to fuck her everyday was incredible.

Was it just in the throes of passion, the moment? Or did she really, truly want that?

A pang of fear went through me as I rewound and listened again, desperate for a further clue in her voice as to whether she really meant it.

Truthful or not, my dick was already at bursting point.

The second tape, from the other bedroom produced a really good overall picture angle and the audio was brilliant.

It was also somewhat disconcerting in parts.

I had instructed Anne - for the first time ever - to take the lead and take him upstairs whenever she felt she really had got to the point she needed to be fucked.

Anne had led him into his room and got on her knees in front of him, immediately yanking his boxers down and sat him down on the side of the bed. She’d taken his cock in her mouth straight away, but only for about a minute or two.

He remained in the same position as she’d climbed on him, wrapping her legs around him, facing him.

Frank was holding her tightly against himself as her hips did the work, his mouth greedily sucking and biting on her nipples.

“Oh yess…oh fuck….oh I need this…” I could hear her say.

Frank moved one of his hands to her arse, helping her fuck him and although I couldn’t actually see it, I think he slipped a finger into her bum, as the effect was pretty much instant.

Anne, also holding Frank tight to herself, moaned out “OMG…I’m coming already Frank….UUURRGHHHHH…OH FUCK….AARGHHHHHH.

You could actually see her body tense and buck as she held herself against him.

Frank stood up with Anne, her arms locked around his neck, her legs locked around his waist, still impaled on his cock and he fucked her standing up for a little while.

Placing her on the bed, his cock seemingly never having left her pussy, he mounted her and began to fuck her with zest.

“This is what you could’ve had all those years ago you bitch….you remember?”

“Yes…I remember…AARGHH AARGHH…I remember”

“Bitch” he said

“I nearly let you…but….I couldn’t …AARRGHHH… I was …. UURGHHH…. and she was … and….and….AARGHHHH…”

Frank raised himself up on his knees and with Anne still on her back, her legs spread wide, he pulled her into him with each of his forceful thrusts into her, her arse raised up off the bed as he did.

“OMG…YESSS… FUCK ME FRANK….UURGHHH…”

I watched as Frank then slapped her. Not really hard but hard enough.

And again.

Annes body started to convulse.

Frank started slapping her tits as he fucked her and simultaneously threw his hand around her neck as he continued to slap her tits, with the occasionally one on her face, telling her she was a fucking bitch over and over again

Annes hands were alternating between gripping the sheets and clenching her fists each time a slap landed.

Her moans were as absolutely guttural as they could be the entire time.

You could see her body spasm so much she had lifted her entire back off the bed, her head being the only part of her still in contact with the mattress. Frank must’ve eased off her throat because she just let rip a huge “UUURGHHHHHH, bucking under him wildly.

It triggered Frank into telling her he was coming as he bore down on her with almost his entire body weight, one hand again gripping her cheeks so hard her lips were forced to pucker again as his mouth found hers.

Anne, still bucking underneath him, was gripping the sheets as if her life depended on her holding onto them.

“MMMMMMM….MMMMMM…..”

Her sounds were being muffled by Franks mouth on her own.

As his grip around her cheeks finally eased, Anne threw her arms around him and told him “OMG….OH FRANK…LET IT ALL GO BABY…OH FUCK…GIVE ME ALL OF IT”

Frank just collapsed on top of her.

They were both clearly spent, their breathing laboured.

Anne caressed Franks back and head as he tried to regain his breath.

He finally rolled off her towards the wall, with one arm resting on his forehead.

Anne, reached over and lay against him, her left leg over his legs.

Nothing was said at this point.

I had watched totally, entirely mesmerised by what I had seen….and heard.

My heart was beating so loudly but I was in a stunned stupor.

Fucking hell I thought.  WTF?

I was still stunned.

I was really angry.

For a moment I actually felt like I wanted to slap my wife myself - what the hell did she mean by “I nearly let you?”

I was really turned on though. Really.

I replayed it several times trying desperately to absorb it all, trying to make sense of all I had just learned.

Eventually I let the tape roll further.

The pair of them hadn’t actually said anything else, they just lay against each other.

Finally, Frank said, “Well, from now on, if I ever bump into you when you’re out, I’m fucking you that night. No taxi home, I’ll give you a lift and fuck you in my car. In fact, I’m going to fuck you so often, wherever, whenever and however I want you, understand?”

Anne was silent.

“Hey” he said, grabbing her face “Do you understand?”

“Frank….listen to me”

Annes hand went to his cock as she spoke, caressing it.

“I can’t, not like that. It’s not like that. However good that just was, and it was, I admit that. I just really love my husband so I won’t ever do anything behind his back, you have to get that, please. I do whatever with you….because he wants me to. Of course I enjoy it. I mean, that, just now, all this, is awesome. But if he said it stops now, it stops.”

“We have certain rules between us on certain days, but that’s between him and me Frank.”

She was rubbing his cock a little harder now and he’d recovered enough to have a semi.

“If he tells me you can pick me up on a night out and fuck me on the way home, you can, I’ll let you. I admit that sounds really horny. But I won’t do it unless he gives me the go ahead.”

I could see Frank looking at her a little incredulously.

“Yeah we’ll see about that…but yeah, I hear ya” Frank finally said.

“Now get down there and suck me”

Anne giggled as Frank pushed her head down to his groin.

Gripping her hair as Anne took him into her mouth, Frank asked “Tell me though, you have wanted me to fuck you all these years though, haven’t you? Admit it”

I saw Anne briefly take her mouth off his cock and heard her say “I’ve definitely thought about it sometimes, I might tell you one day.”

After bringing his erection back fully, Frank swivelled Anne around into a 69 position.

I could see her sucking on his cock but couldn’t see exactly where his mouth, tongue or fingers were on Anne. The only clues were Annes bodily reactions and the thrusting motions from Franks hands.

This is where he must’ve been fingering her arse I thought to myself.

The remainder of the tape was pretty much as Anne had earlier described her version of events to me and I watched Frank ejaculate into my wife’s pussy again, with her legs hooked over his shoulders as he came, before she left the room to return to me.

I’d been watching the tapes non stop, repeatedly for almost 3 hours. The latter parts of it, when Anne had explained things to Frank, had pacified me somewhat, but I was still intrigued by the time she almost let Frank fuck her. How close did they actually get I wondered? How the fuck had that come about?

And I was amazed that she’d never mentioned the slapping her face and tits stuff when I’d asked her to describe everything they’d done. Surely that wasn’t just an oversight? Also, just how much she appeared to like it!

Part 4

Anne got back from shopping and she was such a happy soul, really vibrant, and her chatty mood just lifted me. I didn’t want to challenge her about her account of what happened versus what I had seen and heard on the tape just yet, she’d be more likely to clam up I thought.

Frank of course called that evening asking to come over but I told him to wait till I phoned him back.

As we cuddled and messed around on the couch, while I was kissing her and playing with her pussy, I told her I’d be letting Frank come over in the morning. I told her that she was to remain in bed and he’d come up to her for a quickie. There was a definite reaction although I think she did her best to camouflage it and tried to remain nonchalant.

Annes pussy was incapable of lying though and we were fucking a short time later.

Afterwards, Anne cuddled up to me and said we needed to talk, suddenly a bit nervous. She was hesitant, and after an awkward silence, suddenly blurted out that before we got married, she had done something that she really regrets. I was taken aback momentarily, but gently urged her on. She was still hesitant, clearly struggling to say what she wanted so I held her and said that there was nothing on earth she couldn’t tell me, reminding her that I loved her.

With tears welling, she looked up at me and said it was about Frank. I tried desperately to stay composed, calm in my body language and voice but my heart was beating pretty fast and a million thoughts were flying through my mind at the same time - was she going to tell me she’d fucked him, nearly fucked him, or sucked him years ago, or, fuck… maybe that she actually loved him? Maybe she’d just discovered the tapes and realised I knew?

I held a finger against her lips and just said “ssshhh.” I said “I want to hear whatever it is, but I just need to know, do you love me?”

“More than anything in the world” she said and started to cry but I calmed her, encouraging her to just say it, no matter what “It” was.

She proceeded to tell me about a night out she’d had with her friend Mandy, who was married to Frank. It was on a night we’d gone out separately, before we married and she ended up back at Mandy’s house, really drunk.  She said Mandy was even more drunk than her. Frank had arrived and they had put her to bed after she threw up everywhere. Frank had been really flirty with her and she said it was just that, flirtation. Before she knew it he said he was going to fuck her and she’d said no but was laughing along with him and flirting back until he grabbed her and started kissing her, feeling her tits. He suddenly pushed her up against the wall in their lounge and pulled her knickers down. “I could tell that he’d got his thing out and was trying to put it in me. It just happened so fast.”

Apparently, before he could penetrate her, Mandy started coming downstairs, still really drunk, asking where they were, she needed water.

Anne said she came to her senses, pulled her knickers up and just got out of there. Ever since then he told her he was going to fuck her one day. She said she ended up hating him mainly because of all the really horrible things he did to Mandy - and they were horrible things.

I asked her if Mandy hadn’t have started coming down, would she have let him fuck her? Annes face was bright red and said  “I"m ashamed to say yes, I think so, I was really drunk. I wasn’t thinking about the implications at the time, only afterwards and I was so so grateful it didn’t actually happen because I doubt we would have stayed together if I had. You would have finished with me and I would have lost a friend in Mandy.”

Anne swore to me that nothing like that had ever happened again with him or anyone else.

She said she felt guilt all the time on Mandy but mainly about never having told me, more so now and just didn’t want to carry on with Frank anymore. “I hate the fact he thinks we have a secret together that you don’t know about…I’m so sorry darling.”

I asked why she suddenly wanted to tell me now, all these years later? Her reply: “because Frank mentioned it a couple of times when he was fu...erm..you know, recently. It was a reminder that I’d never actually told you and I felt awful.”

We spoke about it all in depth and of course I forgave her. She had no idea about the tape though, and although I found the guilt reversal re my secrecy about the tapes a bit uncomfortable, I was hugely relieved that she had told me rather than me having to confront her about it. I told her I was ok about because she’d confessed and it wouldn’t affect how things were with us and him - as long as she was ok.

"If he ever mentions it again, tell him you told me about it back then" I said to her.

We went to bed later and made love. I’d told Frank to leave it the next morning but made some other arrangements with him.

Two nights later, again in bed together, I told her that Frank would definitely be calling in the morning. I was finger fucking her as I spoke and she was responding, thrusting her hips back at me.

The sudden knock on our bedroom door really did scare her though. I held her tightly against me as Frank came in.

“You pair of bastards” she yelled, half serious and half relieved that it wasn’t an intruder or something.

She watched as Frank stripped off and jumped on the bed next to her. “Frank I hate you!” she shouted.

“Yeah..shut up and just suck my cock woman!” he said laughing out loud.

Glancing at me and seeing me nod my approval, she turned her body to him and played with his cock saying “I should bite it off for that” before she was manoeuvred into position between his legs.

I let her continue for a good ten minutes before I pulled her up on her side, facing me.

Frank also got onto his side, wedging her between us both and lifted her right leg slightly over mine.

Anne started moaning softly as he ran his cock up and down her pussy lips from behind.

Anne suddenly gripped me tightly and tried looking around towards Frank, saying “wrong hole, not there.”

I held her firmly and nodded to Frank who was grinning. “No Frank…its in the…OMG…hun…. Frank…he’s going in my….AAARGHHH.. NOOOO…OH FUCK”

Frank must have had the head of his cock in her arse judging from Annes frantic reaction, and as he eased himself further into it, she was gripping my arms fiercely.

He pushed his full length up her, Annes mouth was mouthing that long silent O, inches from my face.

He started fucking her slowly at first but soon picked up speed. I broke away from her slightly, allowing Franks hand to cover her mouth as he started fucking her harder. She was wriggling like crazy trying to escape his clutches and she looked straight at me with a mixture of fear and lust for what was happening.

But Frank had her totally. One arm circled her waist holding her tightly against himself and the other hand remained firmly covering her mouth, severely restricting her ability to say anything comprehensible, her stifled protestations were obvious though.

Now he started to pound her from behind. I knew she was close. Franks arm left her waist and went between her legs, attacking her clit from the front.

That took her right over the top. She came so hard, she gushed spraying everything - mainly me - with her juices. Her eyes were rolling around.

Frank didn’t stop. He rolled over on his back, taking her with him. He let go of her mouth allowing her to scream out a stream of OMGs and obscenities and lifted her knees up with his, hooking his arms underneath both her legs, he pounded her arse, jack rabbiting her non stop.

Anne was screaming incoherently, tears streaming, but her long convulsions signalled her multiple orgasms. She squirted out two huge streams across the bed, shaking uncontrollably as Frank continued quite remorselessly.

Annes pussy was gaping open slightly, looking incredibly inviting as Frank fucked her arse and I decided to accept the invitation.

I climbed over, Frank held still as I eased myself into my wife's pussy. I could feel Franks cock separated from mine by just a thin layer of Annes pussy wall. She was gushing, screaming almost hysterically as I fucked her, stopping only to allow Frank to resume his thrusts into her arse. While I held still. Frank said he was coming and thrust up hard. I actually felt his cock pulsating as he shot spurt after spurt deep into her anus. He hadn’t quite finished spurting into her but had held still while he was coming, allowing me enough room to resume thrusts of my own into her pussy as I started to come hard as well.

Anne just bucked over and over.

It took a couple of minutes for her body to calm well after I withdrew, as Franks cock was still in her. I rolled over Franks legs and watched Annes face as he rolled her back towards me with mini “AAGHS still being voiced by Anne with every movement.

He finally pulled out, and even the pullout produced another AAGH from her. Frank gathered his clothes, got dressed and left, giving me a grinning thumbs up as he departed.

Anne and I said nothing for a good few minutes. “I don’t think I can even walk” she finally said and I started laughing. She joined in with my laughter before saying she needed the bathroom, wincing as she tried to move to the side of the bed.”

Her walk to the bedroom door was honestly funny. “Stop laughing, it fucking hurts, I can’t help it” she said.

When she got back she said “I always wondered what that would feel like”.

“And?” I questioned.

“Different. I wasn’t expecting it but yeah, definitely hot”

He’ll be here in the morning again for round 2” I said.

“You can both fuck off” she said laughing.

When we woke in the morning, Anne grimaced as she got up. “OMG, I can’t believe I can still feel it.”

We went for a shower together and I washed her. We kissed and held each other throughout, and were both really loving with each other but it was evident that her arse really hurt. I'd taken a look at it close up and it still looked recently abused, red, and the entrance a little swollen. I was tempted to take her there regardless but thought better of it.

I made breakfast and we were nearly finished when Frank really did arrive as was originally planned. I’d forgotten to call and cancel.

“Really?” said Anne to me as I tried to explain before opening the door to him - but she didn’t appear angry.

Frank sat at the kitchen table and munched on some toast as Anne made us both laugh with tales about how she’d never walk properly again, and that if she went out today everyone would know what she had been up to.

“Yeah but your pussy should be fine if we take it easy” I said. “Course it will” said Frank. “Even I’ll go easy on you today.”

“I don’t think you know how to ever go easy Frank” said Anne.

“Well, get yourself settled upstairs and we’ll see how we get on” I said with Frank chirping in with “Yeah, we’ll kiss it all better.”

Anne, very gingerly, eased herself off the kitchen stool and waddled away accompanied by our laughter. I told Frank that if she was up to it, everything had to be gentle today - but no anal. “Sure” he said.

I went up and checked on Anne. She’d got back into bed but was awake.

Snuggling up next to her I asked how she was feeling? “I’m fine I suppose, just sore back there.” We kissed and my hand went between her legs. No prizes for guessing right, she was wet. “Well, it looks or at least feels like you wouldn’t mind”. She punched me playfully, blushing at the giveaway.

I told her not to worry, that if she felt any discomfort at all, it would stop straight away. “He’s first in the queue hun, I’ll send him up ok? She just nodded.

Just as I got to the door, she asked, “Rules?”

“Haha, I think one obvious thing is definitely off the agenda” as I went back over to her and kissed her. “I think today, from now on, fuck the rules, you - not him - just allow whatever you want or don’t want. Get all the guilt. all the baggage out of your system. No rules, just do whatever feels good to you, whatever it was you wanted with him all those years ago, take the opportunity because he isn’t going to be fucking you forever and you have a free pass now, ok hun?”

I went back downstairs, via the spare room where I pressed record.

After Frank and I chatted downstairs for a while in told him to get himself upstairs, saying “All yours mate, I’ll be up in a bit, just remember if its uncomfortable for her, just stop straight away.”

“Got ya” he said.

I waited a couple of minutes and quietly went up into the spare room. This time I wanted to watch on the monitor, live.

Anne was laying back and half under the quilt. So was Frank so I couldn’t actually see him. He was between her legs eating her out. He was down there for ages as Anne moaned away. As he came up for air, he asked her to move the quilt off him as it was too hot down there.

He went back to licking her pussy. All the while Anne was running her fingers through his hair telling him it felt good.

When he came back up this time, Anne reached down between them and grabbing his cock, placed it in her pussy, saying “oooh, careful now…yesss…oh that’s good…oh that feels so good…I can really feel you going into me.”

Frank was totally different to any previous time he fucked her. His hands grasped under her shoulders he maintained an easy looking rhythm.

Anne was continually saying “Ooooh yesss, awwww baby, yesss, that’s it, you’re going to make me come Frank…oh…oh…Frank, I’m coming, hold me.”

As her orgasm started, his face was right above hers. She just said “Yessss” and pulled his head down to hers and kissed him. Kissed? She was snogging him as she came. She still jerked as she came, but this was different and I felt pangs of jealousy like I’d never experienced before. Frank was relishing it and snogged her back passionately.

Anne finally broke away and Frank trailed kisses down her neck, her tits, all the way back to her pussy. Anne told him she was going to come again and gripped his hair as she climaxed. His tongue was flicking her clit as he gently finger fucked her.

She pulled him back up and immediately continued to snog him as he fumbled between their bodies, obviously re-inserting himself in her. Frank restrained his natural urges to fuck her furiously quite admirably, and managed to continue fucking her at a relatively sedate pace for him, before gradually increasing it. I knew he was about to come .

“Fuck, I can’t hold it, I’m gonna come”.

“Do it , do it…oh oh.. come in me…ohhhh yessss, that’s it…oh baby…yes, I can feel you… aaah aaah oh baby.. I can feel it coming in me” as she clamped his body tightly to her.

I think he’d only spent about 5-6 minutes actually fucking her before he came but it was clearly an intense experience for both of them.

It was intense for me watching them. My cock was hard although I didn’t feel entirely comfortable with what I’d just witnessed it had turned me on enormously watching them together that way.

I made a move towards our bedroom and joined them. Frank was still on top of her, they were still kissing as I lay myself next to them.

I had honestly expected them - or Anne at least - to awkwardly break off looking guilty, but she appeared totally at ease with me having seen them. Anne reached out with her hand for mine and pulled me in, replacing her kisses with Frank with me, even though he was still on top of her and his penis still lodged in her.

Anne just carried on and alternated her long kisses, swapping between us. Frank eventually finally rolled off her gently but stayed by her side as Anne and I continued to kiss, breaking off only to tell me she loved more than I’d ever know.

“Frank…that was really great, but I need my husband now.”

Frank said “Sure” and left the room.

I sort of wanted to go through all of whatever Frank had done to her, only better, as if I had to prove myself better, but Anne just said “please fuck me darling.”

After we had finished and lay holding each other, I said “you were sort of making love with him.”

Anne kissed me and said “yes, it was close to it in some ways, but it’s not love, I promise you that. Never has been, never will be, but this time... I dunno... it felt good to do that. I’m so lucky you allow me to feel so many different things. But I was doing it to him this time, not him to me. You told me to do what I felt... and I did. Are you angry with me?

“Nah…it looked pretty awesome actually, it turned me on” I said. “Ok, stay in bed, I’ll bring you up a coffee, you’re going to have a lazy day” I told her.

That day, Anne had changed, like she had progressed to a different place.

With hindsight, with the knowledge of how things subsequently developed, I think she actually broke Frank that day.