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May 10, 2017

Naughty Mrs Jackson

The Naughty Mrs. Jackson

I am married to a wonderful, sexy woman. We had each been in fairly staid, long-term relationships but discovered soon after meeting that we both had sexual fantasies that our previous partners were unwilling to fulfill—and we decided to find ways to merge our fantasies and make them a reality.

Some basic details. We are both in our 50s—although Tanya easily passes for someone 10 years younger. We are physically active and try to stay fit and healthy. Tanya is a natural blonde with a warm, friendly smile. She has a slim, beautifully proportioned woman’s body—lovely round, natural breasts and a perfect, heart-shaped bum. Tanya is also smart, funny and out-going. In short, she is the most wonderful, and sexiest, woman in the world—and I am a very lucky man. My name is Robert.

When we first met, Tanya’s fantasies revolved around role playing scenarios like being picked up in a bar and being arrested by a handsome but stern undercover officer. My fantasies were, and are, to watch Tanya being pleasured by another man. Over the past couple of years, we have combined our fantasies on several occasions and our sex lives have never been better. I will tell you about one such occasion. To enhance the narration, I have added a few photos from the night in question.

We were in NYC for a few nights—a business trip. We like to do our ‘play dates’ when we are away from home as it preserves our anonymity and adds to the atmosphere of fantasy. We had arranged to meet a gentleman, Jon, through an online site that we sometimes use for the purpose. From the pictures and messages that we had already exchanged, Jon seemed smart, respectful and was eager to participate in the fantasy that we had in mind for this particular adventure. He was about 40, handsome, fit and endowed in the way that Tanya most appreciates—long but not too thick. Our roleplay for the evening was a variation on a theme we have used a couple of times—we call it “naughty photographers”.

As usual, Tanya had spent most of the day getting ready for the evening. She had her hair done at a chi-chi salon on the upper west side, followed by nails (she prefers the square French cut) and professionally applied make-up. This part of the day—the anticipation—is always exciting for both of us. I love watching her carefully preparing for a new lover. As the final touch, I knew that she would have carefully trimmed her fine, blonde pubic hair to a delicate little patch just above pussy. Everything had to be perfect for her new gentleman. By late afternoon, she looked gorgeous. She was a bit flushed with all of the running around town—and with the growing excitement for what was to come.

The last thing, of course, was choosing her attire for the evening. She always brings several dresses, shoes and choices of underwear on these trips. For this evening, she chose one of my favorite outfits: a tight fitting black and gold dress, low cut to show off her beautiful breasts, black stockings with garters attached to a black corset and a wicked pair of open-toe shoes with five inch heels. The finishing touch: a delicate, silver chain around her left ankle. After she was fully dressed and ready, we went to the hotel lounge for a drink—and to await Jon’s arrival.

As is always the case just before meeting a new gentleman, Tanya was a bit nervous. She had a glass of wine while we chatted about our day, followed fairly quickly by a second. Tanya has found that the right kind of wine can both relax her and act as an aphrodisiac. Jon arrived—we saw him first as he entered the lounge. He was as handsome as his pictures. I could see from Tanya’s smile that she was pleased. Jon was dressed in well-fitting slacks, jacket and white shirt—Tanya likes a well-dressed man.

Jon came over to our table and introduced himself. Tanya’s smile widened and she flushed a bit as she shook hands with the gentleman that would soon be giving her sexual pleasure. I felt my cock stirring at the thought. We all settled in for another drink and a chat, Tanya positioned between Jon and I. Jon was well-educated and well-traveled. He was not shy but not boastful either. The conversation proceeded smoothly from light ‘get to know one another other’ talk to the sexier subject of our meeting. I watched as Jon’s eyes kept straying to Tanya’s cleavage and it was clear he was becoming aroused at the thought of seeing more of Tanya’s beautiful body. During the conversation, Tanya touched Jon’s arm several times, a sure sign that she like this man. My erection was growing.

After about half an hour, it was time. Tanya caught my eye. Her cheeks were pink with excitement. “Excuse me, gentlemen. Do you mind if I go to the room to freshen up?” The gentlemen quickly assured her that was fine. “Perhaps you could join me in about 10 minutes?” she smiled knowingly at both of us. Again, the gentlemen stammered their agreement and stood as Tanya left the room. Before resuming our seats, Jon and I couldn’t help but watch Tanya walking away—her sexy bottom framed beautifully by the black dress. We exchanged looks. I knew this handsome man would soon be fucking my hot wife. I had to sit down quickly to hide the tent in my trousers.

While we waited, Jon and I passed the time with some idle talk about—well, to tell the truth, I have no idea what we spoke about. My mind was focused on what was to come, as I’m sure his was. Tanya and I have a code. After meeting a new potential playmate, Tanya will go back to the room and text me. On occasion, the text has said “Sorry, no” in which case I convey the bad news to the gentleman, shake hands and wish him a good evening. On this night, the text was not long in arriving. “Yes!” with two “kiss” emoji. I was thrilled but not surprised. It was on. We settled the tab (Jon insisted on paying) and headed to the elevator.

The plan for the evening was this. Jon and I were to play ‘boudoir’ photographers. Tanya was on a business trip and had hired us to take some intimate pictures to surprise her husband when she returned home. On this night, I had a couple of twists that I intended to add to the plot. When we reached the room, situated at the end of a hall for privacy, I gently knocked and after a few seconds heard light steps and then Tanya’s voice through the door. “Who is it?” she asked in a soft voice. “It’s the photographers you hired, ma’am. May we come in?”

The door opened and Tanya stood there, smiling and radiant. The light in the suite was low and there was soft, slow music playing. “Gentlemen! Please come in.” As we had planned, there were two cameras were on a table just inside the door to our suite. I took one and handed the other to Jon—Tanya pretended not to notice.

“Please make yourselves comfortable” Tanya offered us seats on the sofa in the suite and arranged herself on a plush red chair. “Let me be frank, gentlemen. I am married to a wonderful man but our…personal life has become a bit lacking. I thought if I were to surprise him with some…intimate photos, it would re-ignite the spark we once had.” Tanya played her part perfectly. She was a little shy about what she was asking us to do. I took the lead in responding. “That’s completely understandable, Mrs. Jackson”. It was the name that we had chosen for the evening—we thought it would be more respectful, and hotter, to refer to her as “Mrs.” throughout the event. The naughty Mrs. Jackson. “We have many clients who retain us for exactly the same reason.” I continued “We may offer some advice as we go along.” Jon nodded enthusiastic agreement. “Well, that’s fine. But if you don’t mind, can we go slowly? I have never done something like this before and, honestly, I am a bit nervous.” Tanya bit her lower lip coquettishly and re-crossed her legs. I smiled. My baby was in fine form tonight! “Of course, Mrs. Jackson” I reassured “There is no rush—we have all night. To get the best results, it is important that you feel relaxed and confident.” “You really look fantastic, Mrs. Jackson” Jon chimed in. “Your husband is a lucky man!”

Tanya glanced at me and smiled. “Thank you, Jon. That is very kind of you to say”. She shifted in her seat and I could tell she was wanted to move this to the next level. “Perhaps we can begin by taking a few shots of you in this room and then, if you’re comfortable with it, move into the bedroom for more intimate shots?” I offered. Tanya nodded, stood up and began striking a few poses in the living room. Jon suddenly remembered his camera and we both took a few pictures. Tanya looked stunning. “Gentlemen, I think it would ok if we moved to the bedroom now.” Without further invitation, Tanya turned and walked into the adjacent room. Jon and I gathered our cameras and quickly followed.

Tanya was pulling on some long black gloves. “I thought these might add an element of sophistication to the photos” she said. The photographers happily agreed. “Ok, how would you like me to pose?” Tanya jumped back on the bed—and demurely turned her back to her photographers! Jon and I looked quickly at one another. “That’s perfect!” we exclaimed in unison. Jon and I took a number of rapid fire pictures as, with our gentle encouragement, Tanya took different and bolder positions on the bed. Things were definitely heating up. “I suppose I should take off my dress” Tanya purred after several minutes. “Jon, could you please help?” Jon smiled widely. “Of course, madam!”

Tanya stood by the bed and Jon moved behind her. She lifted her hair to give him access to the zipper on the back of her dress. “Very slowly, please” Tanya said softly. “It’s sexier that way.” Jon obliged by very slowly drawing down the zipper on Tanya’s tight dress. We could see that corset beneath being gradually exposed. Jon gulped at the sight. As the zipper reached the bottom, he gently pulled Tanya’s dress down until it was around her ankles on the floor. She deftly stepped out of it and tossed it on a chair. Oh my God! What a sight Tanya was as she resumed her position on the bed—quite a bit less demure now. “That’s fantastic, Mrs. Jackson!” Jon’s breath was becoming shallow. “You are unbelievably sexy!” Tanya liked the reaction she was getting and her poses became bolder.

“What do you think, gentlemen? Would my husband like this one?” Tanya pushed her sexy ass toward me as I crouched beside the bed, snapping furiously. She was now having fun with us. Both Jon and I were very aroused—and she knew it. “So very hot” I managed. Jon could only nod, his eyes were glassy. Tanya rolled over quickly and knelt on the bed, showing off her perfect ass framed by sexy black underwear. It was time to take it up a notch. “Mrs. Jackson” I said softly “If you are ok with it, maybe Jon could help you out of your panties and you could show us—um, your husband—your pretty pussy. “You boys are very naughty, aren’t you” Tanya teased as she lay back submissively and looked at Jon. “Well?” She lifted her hips slightly as Jon slowly rolled her panties down her long legs, and tossed them aside. Tanya’s soft, wet pussy was now fully exposed and the air in the room had become electric with sexual excitement. “Mrs. Jackson” I said huskily “Do you think your husband would like to see you posing with another man?” “I’m not sure” Tanya said shyly “What do you mean?” “Well, if Jon were to remove his clothes he could pose with you—it would add another element to the pictures. I think your husband would find it very erotic.” “Hmm. My husband has suggested—only as a fantasy, of course—that he would be aroused by the sight of me with another man” Tanya said. “There couldn’t be any actual contact of course. That would be taking things too far.” “Of course, Mrs. Jackson” I quickly replied “Completely understood. We are professionals and are only here to make your photo session as sexy as possible. You can be confident that we would never take advantage of you or this, um, intimate situation.” Jon, who was already unbuttoning his shirt and shedding his watch, nodded vigorously. “Here’s a bold idea, madam” I said “Why don’t you help Jon take his clothes off? I will take a few more pictures.” Tanya slid off the bed, grinning. “I guess that would be ok.” She quickly removed Jon’s shirt and began unfastening his pants. She brushed her hand over the bulge in Jon’s pants. “Oh my!” she exclaimed “I think Jon is a bit excited.” It was clearly true and was even more evident when she tugged Jon’s pants down revealing an enormous erection straining against the fabric of his underwear. “It would be better if Jon were fully naked” I offered. Tanya knelt in front of her new gentleman friend and slowly pulled his briefs down. She was rewarded as Jon’s long cock, released from captivity, sprang out. He was fully erect. Jon looked down at the sight of his cock inches from Tanya’s pretty face and moaned softly.

“Now” I adopted a slightly more commanding voice “Mrs. Jackson, please take Jon’s cock and hold it close to your lips.” Tanya obeyed, gripped Jon’s cock with both hands and moved the head toward her slightly parted lips. “Wait” I said “You should remove your gloves. It will be more sensuous for you to actually feel Jon’s cock in your hands.” Tanya nodded and slipped her long gloves off. She took her new prize into her hands and stroked it gently. Jon groaned. “Open your mouth as if you were going to take Jon’s cock into it. Don’t actually put it in your mouth, of course. I just want to create the illusion for the photos.” Tanya moved Jon’s pulsing cock toward her sexy mouth, framed with red lipstick—and held it less than an inch from the opening. “How’s this?” Tanya asked softly, looking up at Jon “Is this right?” Jon was starting to tremble but he stood perfectly still. He looked at me pleadingly. “Yes, very good. That’s very sexy, Mrs. Jackson. I’m sure your husband will like this shot” I said as I took several quick pictures. “Now. Let’s try something different” I said. “Mrs. Jackson, please lay back on the bed and open your legs. Jon, you kneel between Mrs. Jackson’s legs and move your cock close to her pussy. Again, it’s important that there be no actual contact. Do you both understand?”

Tanya and Jon both nodded but it was clear that they were reaching the boiling point. Tanya lay back and spread her long, stockinged legs. It was an incredibly arousing sight. Jon moved quickly onto the bed between Tanya’s thighs. He grasped his throbbing cock in both hands and guided it toward Tanya’s bare pussy—now glistening with the wetness of her sexual excitement. Jon held his cock at her opening as she twisted her hips on the bed. It was clear that no one in the room could endure this for much longer. “Mrs. Jackson” I said “We brought with us a…sexual device.” I showed Tanya and Jon a realistic rubber cock that I had hidden in a drawer beside the bed. “Do you think you could pleasure yourself with this device for a few minutes? Again, I think it would make for some very erotic pictures.” Tanya, wild with desire at this point, grabbed the rubber cock from my hands and began rubbing the head on her pussy. Jon retreated, holding his cock and looking a bit anxious. I pressed a flavored condom into his hand and nodded, indicating that he should put it on. Tanya didn’t notice. She was pushing the dildo slowly in and out of her pussy and moaning softly. “Mrs. Jackson” I said “I think it would be more pleasurable if you just lay back and let Jon use the device on you. That way you can enjoy the full experience and it will be evident in the pictures.” Tanya nodded agreement and passed the rubber cock, now fully wet with her juices, to Jon. Oh, and one more thing. Here’s a blindfold mask for you to wear—it will intensify your pleasure as you can fantasize that someone is actually making love to you.” Again, Tanya nodded and smiled. She knew the time had come. She slipped the mask on and laid back on the bed. “Ok, I’m ready gentlemen” Tanya said quietly and parted her pretty legs for the fucking she knew she would soon receive.

While Jon pulled on the condom, I gently slid the dildo into Tanya’s pussy. She groaned, more loudly this time. “Oh God, that feels good” she started to twist her hips on the bed. I motioned for Jon to come around to the head of the bed beside Tanya’s head. “Mrs. Jackson. Please turn your head, please” I instructed. Tanya turned to face Jon—and he slowly slid his cock into her willing mouth. Jon groaned, relieved to finally receive the satisfaction of entering Tanya. Tanya moved her soft lips further down Jon’s cock as I continued to pleasure her pussy with the dildo. “Gentlemen” she murmured as Jon moved into a better position. “I think you are crossing the line here. This seems very wrong.” She moved mouth back onto Jon’s cock. “Do you want us to stop, Mrs. Jackson?” Tanya shook her head slightly and continued to suck her new lover’s cock. She cupped his balls with right hand and drew him closer. Jon had his head back and his hips thrust forward, slowly fucking Tanya’s mouth. “Jon, come over here please.” These were the words he had been dying to hear all night. I slowly withdrew the rubber cock and stood back. The scent of Tanya’s sex hung expectantly in the air. Jon moved purposely, a bit roughly, between Tanya’s legs. He lifted her legs high and wide, and rubbed his stiff cock up and down her womanhood. Tanya was moving her head back and forth on the pillow making noises low in her throat. “Put it in, Jon” she murmured “Put your cock into me.” “Are you sure, Mrs. Jackson?” Jon asked, tormenting her with the tip of his cock. “You’re a married woman. It would be cheating.” “I don’t care. Fuck me! Fuck me now!” At Tanya’s direction, and with a quick look to me for approval, Jon lifted Tanya’s legs onto his shoulders and finally pushed himself into my wife’s warm pussy.

Seeing Jon’s cock finally disappear into Tanya’s sex was incredible. I watched as he fucked her, slowly at first and then with increasing speed and vigor. Tanya was emitting groans and yelping noises as Jon’s cock found its way deeper into her body. She loves being fucked deeply and was pushing herself up to meet each of his thrusts. “Fuck my naughty pussy hard!” Tanya hoarsely shouted as Jon’s testicles slapped against her upturned ass. I watch him drive his length into my loving wife over and over. They moved around the bed, changing positions occasionally. Tanya loves it from behind and at one point she went onto her knees, inviting Jon to penetrate her from the rear. He was more than happy to oblige and eased his long cock into her beautifully presented pussy. I could tell from the increasing tempo and the volume of Tanya’s cries of pleasure that she would soon come on our gentleman friend’s cock. “Wait!” Tanya exclaimed. “Let me get on top.” Jon withdrew himself from her wet pussy and lay on his back—shaft erect and waiting. Tanya threw her leg over him and quickly mounted her lover, impaling herself on his stiff prick. “Oh my God! This feels so good!” Tanya cried as she leaned forward, moving herself up and down his shaft.

I could tell from increasing fury of Tanya’s movements that she was on the verge of orgasm. Jon, of course, sensed it too and moved Tanya onto her back—spreading her legs wife with his hands to give himself maximum access to her blossoming pussy. Finally, with a last triumphant grunt, Jon pushed himself deep into Tanya’s body and began filling her with his cum. Feeling her lover’s cock pulsing inside her pussy sent Tanya over the edge. She gasped loudly, then screamed long and loudly—her body quaking with orgasm. It was glorious to behold my wife enjoying such sexual pleasure. Jon held Tanya tightly for another few seconds, then collapsed in a heap beside her. I joined them on the bed, kissing my wife tenderly and stroking her hair. She was purring with satisfaction. We all talked comfortably for a while, with Tanya’s leg draped casually over Jon’s body—her puffy pussy proudly on display.

Jon dressed and took his leave. Seconds after the door closed, I mounted my sexy wife, pushed my aching member into her very slippery opening. Pumping slowly, I reclaimed my beautiful wife. I am a lucky man.

Mrs Jackson

By: Nico_max - Canada

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