Chapter 1: Kara’s Night Out

The phone rang at 9:30 P.M. I was in bed, waiting for her call. My wife’s call. Soon to be my slut wife, if all went as planned. I picked up.

“Hello.”

“It’s me.” Her voice sexy, sounding anxious.

“How is he?”

“Sexy! And oh my God he has a BIG cock. I felt it, Jim. In his pants. Under the table. Right there in the hotel bar.”

“Jesus,” I breathed, my cock growing as I began to fondle it. I was naked, watching TV. Nothing special. Just killing time waiting for her call.

“He wants me to come up to his room with him,” Kara said.

“Are you going to?”

“Do you want me to?”

“It’s your decision, Kara,” I said, stroking myself a little more seriously now. “We’ve discussed this a hundred times. Planned this. Are you hot enough to finally become my slut wife for real?” I asked.

“Hot enough?” she giggled. “Jesus, Jim, my cunt is leaking so much juice it feels like I’ve peed my panties. And...”

“And what, babe?”

“He ... he felt it, Jim. He slid his hand up under my skirt and felt how wet my panties were. And ... oh God, baby, he ... he slid a finger under the edge of my thong and inside my cunt and there was this guy sitting at the bar was watching us. He saw it, Jim. And I loved it. I even spread my legs to make sure he could see what we were doing, and ... I came, Jim. Right there in the bar while the stranger was watching us.”

“God I love you, baby,” I moaned, jerking off faster now. “So I guess you want to fuck him, right?” I teased.

“Oh my God yes! Of course I do! If it’s still okay with you,” Kara said. “It is, isn’t it, baby?” she cooed, pleading with me. I could hear the desire in her voice, willing me to give her permission to do it.

“On one condition, babe,” I said.

“What? Anything! Tell me!”

“You have to come home with your cunt full of his cum!” I grinned, squeezing my cock.

“Oh God, of course I will!” she moaned. “Thank you, my darling. I love you. And I promise to bring you a nice big warm, wet creampie to suck out of me!”

“I can’t wait,” I smiled, my cock hard now from thinking about what my wife was going to be doing in the next couple of hours. My slut wife.

“By the way, where’s Megan?”

Megan. Our beautiful, 14 year old daughter going on 25. Megan has the body of a fully developed centerfold and the sexual hunger of an alley cat. We had to put her on the pill because it was pretty obvious from the cum stains on her tank tops she was already giving blow jobs. We knew she’d be fucking soon if she wasn’t already. She also was starting to make me uncomfortable by the way she looked at me sometimes ... as though she might even want to add me to her collection of lovers, a thought that had crossed my mind as well. At 5’2” tall, a trim 105 pounds or so and 36C tits, Megan has the kind of body men dream of fucking. Add to that her beautiful face, snappy brown eyes and hair and those lush Angelina Jolie lips of hers and ... well ... just knowing she was out blowing guys already was enough to make me want to give her a taste of Daddy sperm, too. Kara was pretty sure if Megan offered herself to me I’d fuck her. And I would.