Our Guests Seduced My Wife


I’ve only seen Bryce sporadically in the years since college. I met Merri our senior year and followed her to the East Coast after graduation. Bryce stayed in Chicago and became a successful broker. But we were thick as thieves in our frat days, and that’s a bond that lasts forever. Bryce was coming to Philly for a few days and Merri insisted he stay with us so we had time to catch up with each other. I would have never agreed if I’d known how it would alter our lives.
The first surprise came when we picked Bryce up at the airport. He wasn’t traveling alone. Bryce introduced his girlfriend as Kym. Merri and I didn’t mind that we had an extra guest, but it was just like Bryce to not even ask first. Kym was exactly what I would have expected. Bryce was quite the cocksman back in college, always showing up with some hot new girl on his arm. Funny thing was, Kym looked young enough to still be a coed — younger than the rest of us by at least fifteen years. I had trouble keeping my eyes off of her. Kym kept her fiery hair in a stylish bob that framed her round, pretty face with its bow-shaped lips and striking blue eyes. Those eyes twinkled mirthfully, like she was always pondering a private joke. Her short, floral-print sundress accentuated her fantastic body. I held the door to our SUV when she swung her legs in and caught a tiny sun tattoo on the ankle, right under a thin gold chain. I think Merri caught me staring at the young thing as she greeted Bryce with a hearty hug.
They’d caught a late flight, and we all turned in when we got back to the house. Merri dropped right off to sleep, but the moans from the guest room kept me awake. Kym was especially loud, and while I didn’t need to picture Bryce having sex, I couldn’t help thinking about the lithe redhead bouncing on top of him. My imagination combined with the sex noises to make me hard as steel.
Merri was turned away from me, dead asleep, but that didn’t slow me down. One of the great things about my outwardly conservative wife is that she’s almost always ready for sex. I massaged her big tits through the light cotton nightgown she’d worn to bed and her nipples popped to little points. Merri moaned as she stirred, and I gently pulled her onto her back. I sucked the nubs of her nipples through the cotton, soaking it, and slipped a hand up under the nightgown. She softly whimpered my name. It had been ages since I’d woken her for sex, but Merri was right there with me. Her hips moved as I rubbed her pussy, and when she was wet, I eased up the nightgown and slipped inside her.
I felt guilty. It wasn’t Merri I thought of as I thrust into her, and we kissed. It was Kym, moaning theatrically in the next room. Merri had to hear them too but said nothing. She wrapped her arms and legs around me and vigorously thrust back at me. Merri would never admit such a thing, but I know hearing our guests fucking turned her on as much as I did. We both came quickly. Merri kissed me, whispered she loved me and went right back to sleep. I wasn’t far behind her.
Bryce was down early the next morning, his thick blonde hair disheveled and he needed a shave, but the bastard was still handsome as hell, almost Bradley Cooper-esque. He looked like the kind of guy who should be fucking a twentysomething like Kym. Merri was about to go for her morning run, clad in black leggings and a baggy tank top over a black sports bra. Her thick, ravenhair was pulled back into a high ponytail. Bryce asked if he could borrow the car to run to the market for items he’d forgotten to pack. Merri offered to take him and asked me to finish making breakfast.
I was in pajama pants, with no shirt, flipping pancakes, when Kym came bounding into the kitchen. Her sudden appearance made me flip a pancake right onto the floor. She was in Bryce’s white shirt from the day before, with most of the buttons undone. I gaped at her.
“Think you dropped something,” Kym teased.
“Uh, yeah,” I mumbled, snapping out of my trance. Her legs seemed a mile long before they disappeared beneath the shirttails. I slapped my forehead and did a Homer Simpson D’oh! We both knelt at the same time.
“Let me help you with that,” Kym said.
We were only inches apart. Her hand trailed across my chest. She commented, “You Northwestern guys keep yourselves in good shape.” I was stunned for the second time in one morning. I’m in pretty good shape for my mid-thirties, still have all my brown hair, and I work out to keep my six-foot-two frame trim, but I would not expect to turn the head of someone like Kym.
I got the pancake off the floor, and we stood. I towered over her. Kym was tiny compared to my wife. I almost forgot about Merri, with Kym so close and flirting so hard. She had me back against the counter and both her hands were playing in my chest hair, brushing my nipples. What the hell was she doing? Kym pressed against me and had to feel my erection through my pajama pants.
“It must be nice snuggling into those arms,” she said.
Kym dangerously tempted me to break my marriage vows when I was saved by the bell — or the ringing of the smoke alarm. The pancakes were smoking on the skillet. I squeezed past Kym and pulled the skillet from the stove, spilling the ruined pancakes into the sink and running the water. Kym looked amused, watching me scrambling around. Merri’s car was pulling into the driveway by the time I had the situation under control. Kym was back upstairs by the time Merri and Bryce came in. I was harried, and Merri gave me an odd look. I was so out of sorts that I barely noticed my wife also looked harried from her trip to the store with Bryce.
The day was fun, but unremarkable. Merri and I had taken off from work to show our guests around the city. We did all the touristy things, Independence Hall, the Liberty Bell, and the Constitution Center. We had lunch at the Reading Terminal Market. It felt kind of like the old days, Bryce and I out and about with two beautiful women on our arms.
I was never quite the ladies’ man that Bryce was, but I did well for myself. Even so, when I was lucky enough to get Merri to date me, I knew she was a keeper. And my luck had held out. Merri was still just as hot as she’d been back in college. She had the same killer body, even if she didn’t show it off as she had in her younger days. Merri’s conservative side had come out as she’d become a real grownup. But that day, my wife sexed it up a little. The tight black top showed off cleavage I hadn’t seen her display in years, and her slacks showed off what a work of art her round ass truly was. I didn’t even mind when I caught Bryce checking her out. I was proud. Besides, how could I complain when my head was filled with dirty thoughts of Kym? The girl wore a tight crop top that featured the little gold hoop set in her toned tummy and a crazy-short skirt. It was like the outfit was designed to drive me — and every other passing guy — insane.
We had a good time drinking and reminiscing that night. Kym found a way to make sure she was always included in the group. We were all pretty drunk when we went upstairs to bed, and Merri was all over me. She hadn’t been like that in years. She shimmied out of her clothes and stripped out of her black bra and panties like she was presenting herself to me. I was even more shocked when she crawled onto the bed and sucked my meat into her mouth. I couldn’t remember the last time Merri blew me without being asked. She didn’t do it long, like she sensed I’d blow my load from it.
Merri rolled onto her back and spread her legs. She was shaved clean. I couldn’t believe it. I’d hinted that I’d love to see her like that for years, but Merri always insisted it wasn’t her thing. She lightly touched herself and asked, “Do you like it?”
“Damn, Merri, what do you think?”
The room was quiet, and we could hear Bryce and Kym going at it in the other room. She whimpered his name while he grunted like he was moving furniture. I imagined he was fucking her from behind this time.
“Are you just going to listen to them all night, or make me moan like she is?” Merri asked, smiling.
I fell on my wife and she was very enthusiastic. I swear she was trying to compete with Kym. Merri is usually a soft moaner. She makes the sexiest little sounds during sex, but she is not a screamer and she doesn’t do dirty talk. But Merri moaned loudly and dug her nails into my back when we heard Kym screeching from the other room for Bryce, “Fuck me! You fuck me so good, baby!”
Merri and I came quickly, and I rolled over, a sweating, huffing mess. Merri was glowing. We were done, but Bryce and Kym were still going at it. I wondered if my wife wanted a round two. If I listened to our guests long enough, I might have even been able to give it to her.
We planned a trip to a local state park the next day. It was a beautiful spot with an enormous lake and boats for rent. Merri and Kym were preparing a picnic lunch when work called. The server had crashed and there was no way I could fix it remotely. I had to go in. I gave the group my regrets and told them I would try to catch up as soon as I finished. Bryce assured me he and Kym would look after Merri. I didn’t like the way he smirked when he said it.
It took forever to get the server back online. I had to execute a full restoration from backup drives. I texted Merri and asked if they were still at the park. It took her so long to get back to me that I was already driving home when I received her reply. She said they were wrapping up at the park soon anyway. I got home and had a few beers to drown my disappointment at missing Kym bouncing around in her red halter top and cut-offs all day.
I clicked on the TV in the den and I must have passed out because the house was dark when I heard the commotion of Merri returning with our guests. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and padded down the hallway toward the living room. I paused in the shadows of the hallway when I saw Merri and Bryce alone.
Bryce stood over my wife, a tight t-shirt stretched across his muscular chest, brushing back her raven hair and touching her forehead. Merri winced, but giggled.
“You’ve got quite the bump there,” he said.
“That’ll teach me to watch where I’m going,” she replied, looking up at him with wide emerald eyes.
“I feel partially responsible. Let me kiss it and make it better,” he said.
Merri let him lean in and kiss her forehead. What the hell is going on? I thought. That quickly became clear. Bryce didn’t stop at her forehead. He kissed her eyebrow and then her cheek. Merri let him.
“I didn’t get bumped there,” she whispered.
“How about here?”
Bryce kissed my wife on the lips. Merri sighed and kissed him back. He stooped to reach for the hem of her short dress. She covered his hand with her own.
“What did I tell you yesterday morning?” she asked.
“You told me we shouldn’t and then kissed me again, just like you’re going to now.” Bryce was cocky, and I hated it. He kissed Merri again. This time it lingered and Merri touched his arm like she wanted to pull him to her. But after too long, she pushed him back.
“Kym just ran to the kitchen. She’ll be back any minute. We have no idea where Danny is.”
Right on cue, Kym came into the living room from the other entrance, through the dining room. She carried a bundle of ice wrapped in a dishtowel. She handed it to Bryce, not Merri. He pressed it to my wife’s forehead. She tried taking it away from him, but not very hard.
“I can get it,” she said.
“Nonsense, let us take care of you,” Kym said, pushing Merri’s arm back down.
The three of them were so close together. I knew I should go in there and put a stop to whatever was happening, but I stayed in the shadows, watching.
They guided Merri to the couch and Bryce sat beside her, while Kym rubbed Merri’s shoulders from behind. Bryce held the ice to her head and rested a hand on her leg. Kym not only rubbed her shoulders, but caressed her neck. Merri rested her head back on the couch and closed her eyes.
“I am beat,” Merri sighed.
“Why don’t we fire up that hot tub on the back porch?” Bryce asked.
“That sounds wonderful. I should go upstairs and get Danny,” Merri said.
“I bet the poor guy’s asleep if he didn’t come down when we came home. He probably had a rough day at work. Let him rest,” Bryce said, smooth as silk.
“You’re right,” Merri agreed. “Can you fire it up while I go change?”
Bryce jumped up the flicked the switches on the wall beside the French doors to the patio. The outdoor lights went on and the hot tub fired up.
“We didn’t bring suits. We weren’t planning on swimming,” Kym chimed in.
“I don’t think that’s a problem, do you, babe?” Bryce said. He pulled his t-shirt over his head and Merri stared at his six-pack, agog.
“Hot tubs are more fun without suits anyway,” Kym agreed.
Kym unfastened her halter, and it fell away, revealing her perfect tits. She was braless. They were smaller than Merri’s, but perfectly pert, with pale, upturned nipples. I stared at her the way Merri stared at Bryce. She wiggled out of her shorts, leaving her in nothing but a tiny red thong. She came around the couch as Bryce came back to the couch and she unsnapped his shorts. Kym pushed the shorts down and his enormous cock popped into the air. It seemed like it was right in Merri’s face.
“Wait a minute, guys. What’s going on? What’s happening here?” Merri stammered.
“We’re going out to the hot tub, aren’t we?” Bryce said. He pulled Merri to her feet, and she was between the couple.
“What about Danny?” Merri sounded like she was in a trance.
“He can join us if he wakes up. The more the merrier,” Kym said cheerfully. She stripped out of her thong and was naked as the day she was born. Kym had the cutest little smooth pussy.
Bryce chuckled. “You’re a little overdressed. Let us help you with that, Merri.” He was as slick as ever. How many times had I witnessed him talk a girl out of her clothes back in college? He was doing it to my wife now and for some reason, I just hid in the shadows and watched. But his fun was about to end. No way my conservative wife was going to go for this. Merri may have let it get that far because she was stunned, but it would go no further. She would not get naked with them.
Kym went to work on the long line of buttons down the front of Merri’s dress. Bryce pulled at the shoulders, and it floated to their feet. Merri instinctively tried to cover her body, but Kym kept her hands at her sides. Bryce reached from behind and cupped her breasts through her bra. His thumbs brought Merri’s nipples straining at the thin satin, and Kym rolled the straps from her shoulders. Bryce rolled her bra to her stomach and held my wife’s breasts so Kym could suck on her thick nipples. Merri whimpered, then moaned. Bryce kissed her neck and Merri reached back for him.
Kym fell to her knees in front of Merri, rolling Merri’s panties off her legs. Kym went right for it, burying her face in Merri’s freshly shaved mound. Merri jerked and Kym must have found her clit, because Merri collapsed into Bryce, moaning, “Oh god, that’s good.”
Bryce and Merri started kissing. He teased her nipples while Kym feasted on her. Kym had a talented tongue because Merri was trembling and moaning in orgasm in no time. I stroked my prick, watching the couple pleasuring my wife, and blasted my mess all over the wall. They were too preoccupied to hear my weak groan.
Kym stood and kissed Bryce, so he could taste Merri. Then she kissed Merri, who kissed her back enthusiastically. Who was this woman in Merri’s body, the one who thought Bridgerton was too racy?
“Don’t we have a hot tub waiting for us?” Kym asked.
Kym took Merri’s hand and led her to the patio, with Bryce following. I waited and then crept up to the French doors. They’d never see me in the semi-dark house with the outdoor lights illuminated. Bryce sat on the edge of the hot tub, making out with my wife. Kym’s head bobbed in his lap, her hand busy in Merri’s.
“We really shouldn’t be doing this. It’s so wrong. What about Danny?” Merri weakly complained. Her hips moved with the fingers Kym was working into her pussy.
“It feels good, doesn’t it?” Bryce argued between kisses.
“Yeah, but that’s not… I’m married…”
“This isn’t the first time Danny, and I have shared a girl. You know how frat brothers are. He’d totally understand. He’d be into it,” Bryce lied.
“Really?” Merri sounded like she wanted to be convinced.
Bryce was full of shit. I mean, yeah, we’d tag teamed a willing coed back in the day, but that was not the same as Bryce fucking my wife. I wasn’t even there as far as they knew. He wanted to fuck my wife, and she wanted to be convinced it was okay. From what I could see, he was doing a good job. A real man would have gone out there and stopped it, but I stayed in the house and stroked my cock back to life. Funny how I was only good for one time when making love to Merri, but watching her with Bryce and Kym got me hard again right away.
“And if Danny comes down, don’t worry, Merri, I’ll take good care of him. Don’t worry, he’ll be thrilled,” Kym cooed, rubbing Bryce against her lips as she looked up at them from her position down in the water.
I couldn’t believe Merri was good with me being with Kym, but that was all the convincing she needed. Kym pulled Merri down into the water beside her and held Bryce’s thick cock out for her. Merri only hesitated a second before sucking the plum-sized head into her mouth. Her eyes closed in concentration and her cheeks hollowed. Merri took about half of it into her mouth and massaged Bryce’s balls. It was nothing like the quick blowjob I’d gotten when Merri was getting me ready for sex. She sucked Bryce’s thick tool like she loved it. She’d always told me she wasn’t really into it and only went down because guys expected it, but the way she drooled all over Bryce put the lie to that. Did I know Merri at all? She sucked that cock like she’d been waiting for it all her life.
Merri’s tits bobbed just above the bubbling water and Kym sucked and played with them. Kym’s hands were busy under the water, making Merri squirm. My wife had Bryce’s entire length down into her throat. She gagged but didn’t slow down. He swept her raven hair back so he could watch her suck him. It was an amazing sight. Bryce grunted, and I knew he was pumping his jizz into her mouth. Merri sucked hard as she could, but it still dribbled down her chin. Kym licked that up before she kissed my wife, sharing Bryce’s delivery.
Kym climbed out of the hot tub and laid back on the deck around it, while Bryce moved into the water beside Merri. He whispered into my wife’s ear. That guy had the power of the devil because the next thing I saw was Merri kissing Kym’s thighs. Merri had never shown the slightest interest in women. The one time I’d joked about a three-way for my birthday, she just glared at me like I was a pervert. But Merri kissed her way up to Kym’s pussy.
“Mmm Merri, that’s hot,” Kym moaned, pinching her own nipples as she enjoyed Merri.
My cock was back to full mast, and I almost came again as I watched Merri eat Kym’s pussy. Merri had lost all reason and surrendered to lust. Her mouth was glued to Kym’s pussy and the redhead’s tight body writhed with pleasure, her wet skin glistening under the lights. Bryce sat back and watched, just like I did. He looked like a king, and these desirable women were his subjects, his to do with as he pleased. I couldn’t argue. I was the loser jerking off alone in the dark. Kym grabbed Merri’s hair and forced her harder against her snatch.
“Yeah…yeah…yeah…” Kym cried. She was crazy loud, and I thought the neighbors were going to call the cops. Thank god for privacy fences.
Kym exploded, shrieking, forcing Merri’s mouth to her as she gushed her pleasure. Merri kept licking. The redhead finally went limp, and Merri came up gasping for air, her mouth glazed with Kym’s excitement. She hardly had a moment to catch her breath before Bryce was behind her, cock in hand.
“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this, Merri. I’ve been waiting to fuck you again ever since that night. I couldn’t believe Danny could pass out on a piece of ass like you.”
“Bryce,” Merri gasped. Her eyes went wide when he spread her open with that thing. Her mouth popped open with a deep moan before she hung her head and her face was hidden from me by a veil of hair.
“Oh fuck, Merri. You feel even better than I remember. You’re so fucking tight. Doesn’t Danny fuck you properly?”
Merri only moaned and pushed back at him in response. I was reeling. What the fuck was Bryce talking about? He fucked Merri back in college? I tried to think back and remembered one night the three of us were drinking like mad at the bar before stumbling back to the house. Merri always drank a lot when we were around Bryce back then because she claimed she couldn’t stand his arrogance. Another lie? I passed out that night, waking once to find I was alone. But Merri was back at my side in the morning, beaming about how hard she came the night before. Apparently, it was Bryce who gave her the best sex of her life that night. And here he was to do it again.
I felt like I’d been shot. I couldn’t imagine a worse betrayal. My whole marriage was a lie. It felt like nothing was true anymore. I don’t know why I didn’t storm out there and drown Bryce in the hot tub. Maybe it was because Merri threw her head back and I saw how her eyes were blazing. I saw the sheer ecstasy on her face as Bryce pounded her from behind. Merri had never been more incandescent than at that moment. I’d never made her look like that. She let Bryce fuck her because she needed to feel that. And she deserved it. It was crushing to admit, but a woman like Merri deserved to feel what Bryce was doing to her. How could I truly blame her? Wouldn’t I be out there fucking Kym if I weren’t a coward?
Bryce twisted Merri’s hair in his fist and yanked Merri’s head back. It was like she was staring at me as he fucked her. He drilled her hard and Merri was panting, her tits bouncing beneath her.
“Fuck, you needed this, didn’t you, Merri?” he gloated.
“Yeah…oh yeah…don’t stop…” Merri pleaded. This was my sweet wife who never talked dirty.
“Hot little slut, just like you were that night, begging for it,” Bryce growled.
“Ohh…Bryce…fuck me…fuck me like you did that night…oh god…make me come…”
I was stunned Merri could take it so hard. I thought his big root would split her in two, but Bryce rode her like a breeding stallion, slamming his full length into her. Merri whimpered and cried and begged for every inch. She was a shameless whore. I loved it. I don’t care if it made me less of a man. Watching my wife get railed like that was the hottest thing I’d ever seen. It only got hotter when Kym crawled over and started kissing Merri.
They all froze when I threw open the French doors. I didn’t know what I was doing. I wasn’t in control of my own body. I walked out there, naked from the waist down, my cock bobbing out before me.
“Oh my god, Danny,” Merri cried. “Oh my god… I’m so sorry…”
Bryce smirked at me, pulled Merri’s hair, and started thrusting again.
“Bryce… no…”
Merri’s protest died in her throat when he bottomed out inside her. Her eyes pleaded with me, but she didn’t stop her lover. Merri needed that cock, and even my presence wasn’t going to stop her from getting it.
“Have your fun, honey. I’m going to have mine,” I said, my voice hollow. I may have been in shock.
“Hey, handsome,” Kym said. “It’s about time you joined the party.”
I pulled Kym to me and she fisted my cock while we kissed. It went a long way to making me feel better that Kym wanted me after having Bryce’s monster on the regular. My hands were all over her body, mauling her perfect tits and squeezing her tight ass. We moved into the hot tub and positioned Kym beside Merri. She was soaked when I slid inside her.
Bryce and I fucked our women side-by-side, just as we had a couple of times back in college. Of course, the bastard wasn’t fucking my wife back then. We’d have some kind of reckoning. It became a competition, with Bryce jackhammering Merri, while I tried to keep up with Kym. Kym squealed and trembled, and her pussy milked my cock. I gave her exactly what she needed, while Bryce drove Merri wild.
“Just like the old days, bro,” Bryce said, looking over at me.
I just grunted in response. I couldn’t look him in the eye while he was fucking my wife.
“Ohh…ohh Bryce…yes…yes…YES!” Merri wailed, coming for Bryce in a way I’d never seen.
“Oh fuck yeah, Merri. That fucking pussy…goddam…” Bryce grunted. He buried it balls deep in my wife and pumped her full of his virile seed. Merri shook and came again as he filled her.
Kym was like a velvet sheath around me, and I couldn’t possibly hold out. She reached beneath us and rubbed her clit. “Come for me, baby. Come for me and I’ll come with you,” she moaned.
I didn’t need to be told twice. “Kym, fuck, you’re killing me.” I pulled out at the last second and shot all over her sweet little ass. Kym rubbed it into her skin as I staggered back.
It was all over, just like that. Bryce slapped me on the back like he’d just done me a favor before he took Kym inside. I was too shocked to react. Merri was still bent over the side of the hot tub, but finally pushed up and turned to face me.
“Do you hate me?” she asked.
“I should. I can’t believe you fucked Bryce back in college.”
“I can explain if you want me to.”
“Can you? Let me guess, you were drunk like tonight and he put the moves on you, and you couldn’t resist?”
“We were high tonight. Kym had a vape pen, and they convinced me to try it.”
“That’s your excuse?” I spat. The shock was wearing off and her weak explanations were making her angry. She needed to shut up. “Merri, stop. The more you speak, the worse it is. I get it. Bryce is hot, and I saw that cock. And I’ve seen what it does to girls. I just thought you were different.”
“I’m so sorry, Danny.”
“Maybe you are. I don’t know. You didn’t look sorry when you were begging him to fuck you.”
“You wanted Kym. You’ve wanted her since they got here.”
“But I wouldn’t have done anything, not if I hadn’t seen that. I only came out here because I couldn’t take it anymore.”
Merri’s eyes narrowed like she was figuring something out. “You came out here hard. You liked what you saw. You enjoyed watching me…”
I wasn’t going to lie. “Yeah, I guess I did. I don’t understand it, but seeing you like that… Merri, I’ve never seen anything so hot. The way you were with them, the way they seduced you… Maybe that’s why I can’t truly be mad. I should be. You’re a cheating slut.”
Merri came close and grasped my spent cock, bringing a pulse of life back to it. I couldn’t quite believe it. I hadn’t gone three times in one night since college. She smiled and kissed me. Did I taste Bryce on her lips? Kym? I grew hard as she pushed her tongue into my mouth and I really tasted it all.
“We can figure everything out tomorrow, Danny, but why don’t you take me inside right now and show me how much you love this cheating slut?”
What can I say? I followed Merri to bed and did exactly that. And that night, we made way more noise than Bryce and Kym.
