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"The Zipless Fuck"
   by Close Encounters


We were in our seventeenth year of marriage. My wife and I were
geographically separated. I was stationed in the Eastern USA and
she was at home in a Midwest State. Another sailor and myself had
rented a three-bedroom house instead of living aboard ship. We
were stationed aboard different ships so, usually we were never
there at the same time. We had the house all to ourselves to do
with as we saw fit, as long as we didn't destroy the house or the
furnishings contained therein.

I had been suggesting to my wife for about the past six years
that she should find a male fiend to keep her company while I was
away. I kept insisting that since I was her first fuck, she
should find out if she was truly satisfied with my cock alone.

I had not always been faithful to her and ended up fucking
several other women while I was away and sometimes even when I
wasn't away. I was feeling a bit guilty as she had remained
faithful to me even after learning of a couple of the women. Or
at least so I believed.

One evening late, I had gone to bed and was just drifting off to
sleep when the telephone rang. It was my wife. She said rather
haltingly, "Well, I guess that I am now an adulterous woman." My
heart nearly leaped into my throat and I caught my breath. I had
been coaxing her for years to do just that, to assuage my guilt,
and now she was telling me that she had done it. A multitude of
things raced through my mind. The guilt that I had felt was now
replaced with apprehension. I never thought that she would. Not
even in my wildest dreams. But now she was telling me that she
had and very recently.

I pressed her for details, not wanting to seem over anxious. "Do
I, ah, know the, ah, gentleman?" I asked. "No." she replied. "I
met him at a dance. Your cousin Cheryl and I went to the Old Red
Barn to dance and have a few drinks. I met Bob and we danced and
had a few drinks. We did some petting while on the dance floor.
He would rub his cock against my leg and he felt my breasts
through my shirt. Of course, you know that I never wear a bra.
While sitting at the table I allowed him to reach inside my pants
and feel my pussy."

The scene that she was describing produced my next question.
"What did you do? Take him out to the parking lot and fuck him in
the car?" She laughed and said, "No! He invited me to his place
for a nightcap. I don't know why I went, but one thing led to
another and we ended up in bed together." I asked, "Did he fuck
you then?" "Yes he fucked me, and I kept thinking about how it
felt like you fucking me, not a stranger."

I didn't believe her analogy of that one. Although my wife was a
very honest woman and rarely told untruths. Although I knew her
to be very capable of little white lies if the need arose. My
question was, "Did you suck his cock?" I knew how she enjoyed
sucking my cock. My wife was the type that could suck my cock and
have an orgasm without anything touching her pussy.

She admitted that she had sucked his cock and his balls. She had
never sucked my balls for me before. I had instant pangs of
jealousy. I discovered that she had in the course of the evening
fucked him three times. I asked, "So what time did you return
home?" "It was about six in the morning. I had to be home in time
to get the children up for school and get ready for work." "Your
telling me that you spent the night with the guy?" Her answer was
a swooning, "Yessssss!" She had made plans to come out and see me
in the East. She explained that she would be leaving on the plane
and gave me the date of her arrival. I could hardly wait to see
her.

As she approached me in the airport, two very studly businessmen
in suits escorted her down the concourse. The men had her engaged
in conversation and I could see that they were attempting to talk
her into going along with them for the rest of the day. I found
out later that she sat in the middle seat between the two men for
the entire flight and they had became very friendly. When she
spotted me, she smiled at the two men with her and told them
goodbye. She walked over to where I was standing and gave me a
kiss. Somehow she looked a lot different to me.

"Would you like to stop in the bar for a drink before we go to my
place?" "Yes." She said.  Somehow I needed the drink to calm my
ever increasing anticipation. I couldn't help but notice as we
drank our drinks that she was different.  She seemed more sure of
herself and of her desirability. I also noticed that she was not
wearing a bra and I could only guess about panties at this time.

On the way to my place, I reached over and lifted up her skirt
above her knee and she told me, "I wouldn't lift it any higher
unless you want to give the truckers a thrill." "Your not wearing
panties?" She smiled back at me, "No." My concentration was
yanked away by traffic and I didn't pursue the reasoning behind
the lack of undergarments. When we were once again able to
converse, I informed her that my roommate had been in port the
other day and I had told him all about her. I had shown him a
picture of her. Mike had liked what he saw. The picture was a PG
version but when I told him that he might have an opportunity to
*Get Lucky* with her, he was very excited about that possibility.
We had talked about her in great length for the remainder of the
evening. I explained to her that he had gone back out to sea but
it was only for a couple of days. He should be returning the next
evening.

I whole-heartedly admit, I was testing her. I needed to know if
she really had fucked Bob, or if it was an attempt to appease my
efforts of trying to talk her into such an act. Or an overly
vivid imagination on her part. With no more detail than she had
given me over the phone, I couldn't be sure. However that
evening, we experienced the best sex we had ever had in our
relationship. She did things to me which had been taboo for her
before. In the middle of our love making, she asked me to do her
anally.

We had fucked vaginally about three times and I had cum all
three. I wasn't sure if I could even accommodate her and I also
didn't want to do anyones ass. I told her that she was just going
to have to get someone else to do the back door for her. "I just
I don't like to smell shit, or have it on my cock." She was
somewhat disappointed, but she seemed to understand my
reluctance. In retrospect, I can recall that I had never fucked
anyone anally, not even her. Here she was asking me to do her! My
so called virgin bride. Where had she learned all of this stuff?

As I had predicted, my friend Mike returned the next day. That
evening we three had dinner together. After dinner we sat around
sharing a bottle of wine and talked. Although the subject of sex
was bantered around, nothing definitive seemed to be starting
between the two of them. There seemed to be a natural attraction
between the two, but nothing serious that I could identify. After
some teasing and friendly banter, Mike said that he was tired and
retired to his room.

Shari and I went to my room and began to make love. I noted that
it didn't take a whole lot of foreplay to get her really wet and
ready. In only a few moments I was able to mount her. I crawled
between her legs and pushed my cock all of the way to my balls in
her very wet and steamy pussy. I let it linger there. We called
this "Letting it Soak." I left it in place and I could feel her
pulse through my penis. I then began talking with her.

"How would you like to go down the hall..." I asked her. "and
fuck Mike?" I had the perfect instrument inserted for a lie
detector test. My cock was firmly implanted inside her hot pussy.
Experience had taught me that if she were the slightest bit
excited, her pussy would contract and I would feel it in my cock.
Her vaginal walls suddenly contracted, catching me by surprise.
She squeezed so hard that I thought she was going to squeeze my
cock off! Wow! What a reaction. But she lay there seemingly very
calm and said, "I think he's already gone to sleep."

I was aware that after meeting her and having been told by me
that he might have an opportunity, it was highly unlikely that
Mike was asleep.  In fact, he was most likely lying in his bed,
looking at a Penthouse magazine, and rubbing his cock while
fantasizing about Shari. I knew that Mike would not make the
first move. If one was to be made, Shari would have to make it.
Mike and I had been friends for a long time. I knew and respected
his values.

I could feel her juices running down the under side of my balls.
When she was super excited, her juices would flow like water
being poured from a pitcher. I slowly withdrew my cock from her
pussy and stood up on the door side of the bed. My door was ajar.
 From there I could see Mike's. There was a light on in the room.
I told her, "I see that Mike is still awake, there is a light
on." She said nothing, she simply got up from the bed without a
moments hesitation. I was somewhat surprised to see that she
didn't reach for her robe which hung on the hook by the door.

She walked naked down the hall to Mike's room. I saw and heard
her knock on the door. I heard Mike say, "Come in!" She opened
the door wide. She stood in the full glare of the light from
within and said, "Would you like some company, Sailor?" Mike
looked up from the book he was reading. He could see the sparkle
in her eyes, pert little tits with the nipples standing very
erect, and her blood engorged pussy all red with the lips all
pouty in anticipation. He just patted the sheet beside him. She
entered and closed the door behind her.

It wasn't long before I heard the undeniable sounds of fucking
coming from the other side of the door. Damn her ass, I was no
longer in wonder if she had fucked Bob. I knew now that she had.
She was inside my friends room getting her pussy filled with his
cock and most likely his cum as well. It occurred to me that we
had never discussed this part of the equation. I had been so all
fired up to get her fucked that I neglected to set up any rules
with her should it occur. I just never thought it possible that
she would ever take me up on the offer.

I suddenly went through a whole string of emotions. Guilt,
jealousy, worry, and finally I realized that it excited me beyond
belief to have my wife in there being fucked and fucked hard by
my friend. I wanted to see her getting fucked. That is what I now
wanted. It seemed to dominate my thoughts like an obsession. I
was furious at her for closing the door and shutting me out. I
stood there outside the door listening for any sound which would
give me an idea as to what she was doing to him or him to her.

I could hear sounds which made me think that she was giving him
head. Then I heard the bed squeak and slurping sounds along with
his grunts and her moaning. I realized that they were in fact
doing a sixty-nine. This continued and I stood there listening
and stroking my cock with my hand.  Once again I heard the bed
squeak several times with no sequence then suddenly there was a
steady rhythm to its squeaking.

I was about to shoot my load as I could hear her moaning and
telling Mike, "Fuck me, fuck me harder!"  I had about all I could
take at this point. I turned and walked back to my room. I sat
there seething in the dark awaiting her return. I was both
jealous and angry. These emotions raged within me. I knew that I
needed to quiet them somehow. Perhaps if she hadn't shut the
door. Perhaps if she had let me see.

I thought that I was prepared for her to do this but I also
expected to be in on it, not standing outside a closed door. She
had closed the door and prevented me from being able to see what
I now realized I had longed to see. Now that it was a reality,
she had truly fucked another man, I was uncertain as to how to
handle it. I have never been the wimpy type or one who can endure
much humiliation. It appeared that I had opened a very large can
of worms. Now what to do? It seemed like she had been in there a
very long time.

When she came back to the room it took no time at all for me to
show that I was not pleased. She saw me sitting there in the
darkness. She came over and sat on my lap. I felt the cum that
was oozing out of her pussy and onto my bare leg.  I was so angry
that I tried to slap her face and missed. My emotions were
running away and I didn't know where they were taking me. Shari
then leaned forward and kissed me tenderly. She then thanked me
for giving her the present that I had given her. I hadn't
considered it to be so but in fact I had done it. I had given
her, "Her Freedom".  She explained it to me. "I now feel as
though I am your equal. I am free to make my choices and to do as
I see fit. Before I was always just your wife, now I am your
partner. I am free!" I cried on her breasts and she stroked my
hair with her hand. We then climbed into bed and I had my first
ever, to my knowledge, "sloppy seconds."

The next morning I was really curious as to what my friend had
thought of my wife's talents?  I asked Mike how he liked his
visitor last night? At first his answer made me a bit angry. He
said, "It was ok for a Zipless Fuck." I responded with, "What do
you mean by that? Do you mean that she was no good or what?" He
laughed and said, "No, that is not what I mean. She is a great
fuck. A Zipless fuck is one in which there are absolutely no
strings attached. You can have fun and fuck your brains out and
just enjoy without worrying about what comes next."

I blundered and let it slip that I had not been very happy with
her when she closed the door. Noting my concern Mike said, "You
should have come on in and joined us. Hell I I don't mind, and
she is your wife after all." That evening, Shari and I both
knocked at Mike's door and asked if he would like some company.

Mike invited us in. Since none of us were clothed Shari got right
to the matter at hand. Mike reached out to her and she slid into
his embrace. After a long tongue in mouth slobbery type kiss, she
placed her right hand on Mike's scrotum. She then kissed her way
down his chest to his belly and engaged the tip of his cock with
her tongue.

I was taking everything in and could see that her left hand was
searching I didn't know for what until it found my cock and began
to stroke it for me. Having never been in a threesome before, I
was intrigued. She was indeed a new woman. She had turned into a
total slut and I was enjoying every moment. Shari had swallowed
Mike's cock totally into her mouth and was deep throating him. He
said, "I'm going to cum!" She quickly removed his cock from her
mouth and said, "No you I don't, I want the first load of cum
from you in my pussy."

She dropped my cock with her left hand and turned to allow Mike
access to her gaping pussy. Mike swung his self around and
between her legs and was trying to enter her in the missionary
position.  It was at that point that I did something that
astounded me, even to this day. I took hold of Mike's stiff cock
and guided it into my wife's pussy. I have never touched another
man's cock since.  It just seemed like the right thing to do at
that moment.  He fucked her for awhile in this position with me
sitting on the side-lines stroking on my stiff dick. Shari
however was in charge of this little show and we men knew better
than to challenge her authority.

She told me to position myself so that she could suck me. At that
moment Mike wanted to change position. In doing so I am sure that
his cock never left her pussy for a moment. They wound up doggie
style which made it easier now for me to stand by the bed and
oblige her. Shari took my cock and began sucking it into her
mouth. She engulfed it up to my balls. Her moans of pleasure
filled the room with her many sounds of ecstasy. From my vantage
point I could see Mike's cock moving in and out of her pussy in a
steady rhythm. I watched as he would push in till his balls would
slap her belly then pull out of her pussy till just the tip
remained inside.

I was aware that she had cum several times already as globs of
cum were gathering around Mike's cock and running down the inside
of her legs wetting the bed at her knees. I suppose it could be
said that he was really putting the meat to her. While watching
this real life movie taking place in front of me, I lost my load
in her mouth. Shari didn't miss a beat. She sucked all of my
cream, and swallowed it.

Mike was riding her hard. She was moaning, "Fuck me, fuck me hard
Mike!" He suddenly rammed his cock deep into her pussy, driving
her hips at an upward angle, and yelled, "I'm going to cum." She
bit her lower lip and screamed "I'm cumming too!" With a loud
groan that could have also been mistaken for a growl, Mike
released a thick load of cum deep in my wife's cunt. He continued
running his cock in and out of her pussy and allowing her to come
down from her orgasm slowly. While watching this, I noticed that
my cock was once again hard, and that Mike's cock too was
recovering rapidly.  Without missing a stroke he continued to
pump in and out of her pussy slowly and the juices were running
freely. I then saw Mike scoop up some of her juices and smear
them on her ass. He then began working his finger down into her
ass and moving it around.  I heard her say, "Ooh I like that!"

Mike inserted two fingers inside her anus. When he had it
lubricated enough, he pulled his cock from her pussy, rolled over
on his back and picked her up. He sat her ass right down on his
cock. Carefully he guided it past her sphincter muscle. Slowly
her muscle relaxed and he was able to insert his cock until she
was impaled to the hilt on his cock.

Mike instructed me to get between her legs and fuck her from the
front. I followed his lead and I engaged in my first ever
sandwich. I quickly moved in grabbing her tits in both hands and
sinking my shaft into her cunt. Shari was lost in ecstasy. "Oh
fuck me, just fuck me. Don't stop, please don't stop." She kept
saying over and over. I could feel Mike's cock through the thin
membrane that separated us. When I realized what it was, I began
to lose my hardon.

Shari, realizing that my cock was deflating reached out and took
hold of my balls and began squeezing them ever so slightly. My
cock returned to it's healthy state and we continued. It took us
a little while to work a good rhythm, but finally we succeeded.
He was hammering her ass and I was hammering her pussy.

We all three exploded at about the same time. Shari wanted more.
That was not enough for her. Mike excused himself and went to the
bathroom. I couldn't help but take notice of the smell of sex in
the room and the amount of cum that was accumulating on the
sheets. Shari turned toward me, grabbing my deflated cock and
began to suck it in earnest. She was like a woman possessed. Her
lips were sucking and her tongue was swirling around my deflated
member.  Her determination to fuck some more was quite evident.

She was bent over me doggy style when Mike returned. His cock was
once again at full attention and aimed straight for her pussy. 
Mike filled her up and began to pump her hard. She bucked back up
against him meeting his every thrust. He was fucking her while
holding each of her tits in his hands and pinching her nipples,
pulling her back onto his cock. What seemed like an eternity as I
watched my wife being brutally fucked, in reality was about ten
minutes. Mike sent a scalding load of cum once again into my
wife's pussy. We all three collapsed on the bed and soon fell
asleep.

Toward morning I awoke to movement in the bed and I realized that
my wife and Mike were fucking again. I opened my eyes briefly.
This time she was riding atop his cock and he was flat on his
back. I wanted to watch more but I was so spent that I lay there
and went back to sleep. Shari told me later that she thinks that
they fucked about four more times after I had fallen asleep.
Which means that Mike filled her with about seven loads of cum
that night. As I look back in retrospect, I can say that was just
the beginning. There were many gallons of the stuff in her pussy
through the following years. Can you imagine the sperm wars that
were raging in her pussy?


                          -- the end --


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