Julie's First Adventure

Hello everyone. This is my first time writing so please keep that in mind. I hope you like the story and please give me feedback so I can improve. Everyone in the story is over 18. This story is based on something that happened in real life. I wrote it from my husband's point of view. I hope you enjoy it and please don't forget to rate me. Thank you!!

My wife, Julie, and I had been married 9 years when this started. We had a great life that included two twins, Brian and Katie who were 6. I'm a corporate accountant and Julie is an R.N. at a local hospital. She worked out her schedule so she worked 3 days in a row, Friday-Saturday-Sunday and I worked from home a half day on Friday so we were always home when the kids got off the bus.

Let me describe us both. First with Julie. She is 5 '8 " 135 lbs brunette shoulder length hair with deep blue eyes. As long as I have known her she has been into fitness and yoga so her body is still amazing. She rocks her bikinis better than girls in college. Her measurements are 36C-28-36 and years ago decided waxing was too time consuming and went to a clinic for a series of laser treatments that resulted in the only hair she has on her is on her head. At the time of this she was 27 yrs old and I was 32. I am not in as good of shape as Julie. The stress of my job is working on me.

From the time I have known her Julie has loved wearing sundresses in the warm parts of the year with nothing on under them, she loves to tease me. She has always been a flirt and a tease, that playful energy is what hooked me from the start. At this time she had had 2 discrete affairs, both with my full knowledge and encouragement. It is how we have decided to live our lives. It might not be for everyone but, it works well for us.

Two years ago we bought a house we loved, but it was a fixer upper. We did a lot of the work ourselves but had to hire people for the tougher jobs. One of the jobs we wanted done correctly was our remodel of our master bathroom. Julie wanted a huge walk in shower and double sinks with lots of storage. I asked around at work for recommendations and a friend from work, Paul, told me about a contractor he and his wife Susan were very pleased with the quality of work and price.

"Roger did our kitchen last year," Paul said. "Susan still goes on about how happy she was with his work and attention to detail. It was one of the best decisions we ever made."

He gave me Roger's phone number and I gave him a call. A week later Roger came over to take a look at the job. Julie answered the door wearing black yoga leggings that hugged all her curves and a tank top that showed off her toned upper body. I heard her low, flirty laugh and walked out to meet him.

Roger was very tall, at least 6'5". He was broad shouldered probably in his late 40's. He had dark skin, close hair cut with flecks of gray on the sides. He carried himself like a man who knows himself. He was a man who looks like he has spent his life working with his hands. He was very easy to talk to and we took him upstairs to show him what we had in mind. He offered some great suggestions and finished up telling us that he would have a plan and estimate for us within a week.

Julie stood very close to him while he did his measurements, I could tell she was turned on, those big nipples of hers were poking through her top. She laughed at his jokes a little too easily. I noticed Roger's eyes scanning over Julie's body as we talked. We walked him to the door and once the door was closed Julie turned to me and said.

"OMG, Mark. Did you see him?"

I pulled her against me, smiling at her as my hands slid down her sides cupping her perfect ass in my hand.

"I saw you seeing him lol."

That night in bed she couldn't stop talking about him. How tall he was, how strong he looked, how she bet with a man that big he had to have a huge cock in his pants. She straddled me, her pussy was soaking wet already, those firm breasts there in front of me, that smile on her face looking me in the eye as she rode me hard, whispering fantasies about his black hands on her. How she bet he could give her a good fucking.

A few days later Roger called and came by that evening. He presented his plan and bid and we both thought it was very fair so scheduled him to start work. He told us it would be him and a crew of 3 guys and he would be back in a week. The whole time he was talking his eyes never left Julie, she had worn a tank top again, this time no bra in the way. I pretended not to notice.

That night I told her honestly.

" If you want him, go for it. I love seeing you get this turned on."

She kissed me slowly and deeply. Her eyes were shining.

"God mark I love you for this."

Work started the next Monday. Julie was home and waiting for them to arrive. They all went upstairs, getting to work. Every evening she would tell me how it went that day. What she had worn, if anything happened. She told me her outfits got more and more revealing and Roger was noticing and commenting on what she was wearing as the crew worked upstairs. Each evening recap of her day ended with us in the be, fucking hard.

Then came the day everything changed.

I came home and could hear the crew still working upstairs. Brian and Katie were both next door playing with friends. Julie was in the kitchen, barefoot in super tiny cut off denim shorts with her ass hanging out of them and a thin tank top with no bra. Her big nipples poked through the top like they were going to push through. Her hair was a mess, her cheeks were pink, her blue eyes wild.

Dinner was hushed. We got the kids fed and put to bed. The second Katie's door closed, Julie was dragging me to the living room sofa.

She dropped to her knees, ripping my belt open, taking my cock out like she was starving. Her mouth was hot, wet, desperate-- sucking me deep moaning, those blue eyes locked on mine, spit ran down her chin; she didn't care. She gagged herself until I unloaded in her mouth. She opened her mouth showing me the load I just gave her and then she swallowed.

"Tell me"

She pulled off of me just long to grin at me.

"Not yet I need your dick inside me."

She climbed up, straddling my lap facing me. Her shorts were gone, she had no panties on. She raised up, reaching between us guiding my cock into her as she sat down on me, burying my cock deep in her pussy. She kissed me deep, my cum still on her lips, letting me taste myself on her tongue.

She broke the kiss, her lips by my ear whispering.

"Mmmmm mark, he fucked me.'

My cock jerked hard inside her pussy as she was grinding on me, she laughed that low, filthy laugh.

"Right here in our kitchen, baby. While his crew was upstairs working."

She continued to grind on my cock, slowly moving up and down, rubbing her clit against my pelvic bone, moaning the whole time.

"Tell me everything"

" mmmm mark, the kids were at school. I could hear the guys working upstairs. I was beginning to think my outfits were not working. Roger came down for a glass of water. I was at the sink and turned to get it for him. When I did he walked up behind me, pressing his huge body against my ass pinning me to the counter. I felt his cock through his jeans. It was thick, hard, enormous. One of his big rough black hands slid under my top, cupping my breasts. Pinching my nipples. I gasped as he pulled on them. His other hand went to my shorts, reaching the front, unfastening them."

She sped up, grinding her clit against me.

"I turned my head, trying to look at him. He kissed me, hard. His tongue was deep, claiming my mouth. I kissed him back like a slut, pushing my ass back against him. He growled at me, turned me around and ripped my shorts off. Mmmm mark he pushed his huge cock against me, he took his foot and pushed my feet apart, then he lined up his cock at my pussy and slowly pushed. Omg mark he was huge, i was scared he would rip me open. I begged him to go slow and he just laughed and shoved it into me, I let out a scream that I know his crew heard. He held his cock still and then slowly started moving in and out of me.

As she told me this i fucked her as hard as i could, thinking about that black cock of his sliding in and out of my wife.

"He grabbed my hair, yanked my head back and started pounding me hard. He called me his dirty housewife slut while he fucked me sooo hard mark. "Take that black cock white girl."

He told me how tight my pussy was and how he was going to destroy it. He told me he knew from the minute we met that he was going to fuck me. Mmm mark he told me he was going to turn me into his slut. He pounded me, I couldn't stop cumming. Finally I felt his balls let go, he shot so much cum deep into me. Once he finished with me he pulled out, told me to suck his cock clean and I did, loving how big he is. He fastened his pants and went back to his crew."

Julie clinched her pussy around my cock, her eyes closed. I am sure thinking about how his cock felt.

" I pulled up my shorts with his load leaking out of me, it felt sooo good mark, sooo hot. My pussy has been leaking and sticky all afternoon. Mark i am sooo sore"

That sent me over the edge and I unloaded into her, filling her and mixing my cum with his.

"You are my wife," I growled. " My beautiful slut wife and you always come home to me."

'

Later in our bedroom, lights low, I slid down between her things. She was puffy and red, her pussy lips swollen and red from the pounding he gave her.

"Easy baby," she whispered. " I am really tender."

I kissed her thighs, then licked her pussy slowly, gently, cleaning every trace of roger while she stroked my hair and signed.

When I climbed back up, I noticed the faint teeth marks on her shoulder. She saw me looking and smiled.

"He wanted me to mark me so i would remember"

She lay her head on my chest, my arm around her while we talked.

"Mark, I have never been stretched like that. I thought after having two kids nothing would surprise me. He did and god help me. I am already craving him again."

"Tomorrow the crew leaves for lunch." she whispered. "Roger is staying to template the new shower, alone with me. He said he wants to find out how loud I can get when no one is around.

My cock throbbed from the thought. Two more weeks of work. I wasn't sure she would walk straight when it was over but I knew I would be counting the hours until I heard every detail.