Making the Wife Fantasy Reality

[tamperman]

I knew where this was going immediately.

[CheeHengKan]

Originally Posted by tamperman

I knew where this was going immediately.

Are you a fortune teller?

[Coolicedtea]

Deb sat down on the ground and got into sit-up position. Mr Jogger knelt in front of her and held her ankles.

Deb deliberately opened her legs a little wider and laid back, her hands behind her ears. While her ankles being held down, her legs slightly spread and Mr Jogger kneeling in front of her, Deb realised she was getting turned on.

She started her sit-ups, doing each one with a twist of her trunks so her elbows touched her opposite knee. She knew that everytime she came up, Mr Jogger will get an eye-full of her cleavage. Her sports bra was tight enough to show cleavage but also ensure she would not get a nip slip. Her side twists added some bounce and jiggle for Mr Jogger, which made the show more interesting for him. Everything she laid down, she made sure to open her legs a little, which gave Mr Jogger a good view of her bottom clad in running tights. Her tights were not so tight to show a clear camel toe, but snug enough for a keen observer to somewhat make out where her pussy was. As she did her sit-ups, she glanced at Mr Jogger and caught him ogling alternatively at her tits and between her legs. It was a turn-on for her.

Deb is a fit woman - she completed 3 sets of 30 sit-ups with ease. After the last rep, she laid back and took a breather, and noticed Mr Jogger staring at her crotch with a visible bulge in his own crotch. He was still holding on to her ankles. At the moment, Deb felt a surge of horniness and wished Mr Jogger would spread her legs forcibly, tear off her tights and take her right there.

Of course that did not happen.

Mr Jogger realised he held on to her ankles for too long. He got out of his stupor somewhat gingerly and smiled sheepishly. Deb did not want him to feel awkward and got up nonchalantly. As she got up, she brushed her left tit on his left shoulder deliberately. Mr Jogger was slightly startled but Deb pretended that nothing happened.

They had small talk for a while, before Mr Jogger had to leave as he had to send his kid to school. Before she walked off, Deb tapped Mr Jogger on his forearm to thank him for helping with her workout. She did a not-so-subtle slight thumb caress on his forearm - another flirty signal to him.

As Deb jogged off, she glanced back and noticed Mr Jogger looking at her. She smiled and he smiled back.

She succeeded. He got the message. Deb was positive he would be back the next day, same time. Who wouldn't?

Would the next encounter end with just sit-ups?

Both Deb and I were immensely turned on when she related the encounter to me. We decided to abstain so that we would have a build-up to whatever that would happen the next day.

[LineBottom]

Hopefully more happenings next time!

[tim123456]

Originally Posted by Coolicedtea

Deb sat down on the ground and got into sit-up position. Mr Jogger knelt in front of her and held her ankles.

Deb deliberately opened her legs a little wider and laid back, her hands behind her ears. While her ankles being held down, her legs slightly spread and Mr Jogger kneeling in front of her, Deb realised she was getting turned on.

She started her sit-ups, doing each one with a twist of her trunks so her elbows touched her opposite knee. She knew that everytime she came up, Mr Jogger will get an eye-full of her cleavage. Her sports bra was tight enough to show cleavage but also ensure she would not get a nip slip. Her side twists added some bounce and jiggle for Mr Jogger, which made the show more interesting for him. Everything she laid down, she made sure to open her legs a little, which gave Mr Jogger a good view of her bottom clad in running tights. Her tights were not so tight to show a clear camel toe, but snug enough for a keen observer to somewhat make out where her pussy was. As she did her sit-ups, she glanced at Mr Jogger and caught him ogling alternatively at her tits and between her legs. It was a turn-on for her.

Deb is a fit woman - and she 3 sets of 30 sit-ups. After the last rep, she laid back and took a breather, and noticed Mr Jogger staring at her crotch with a visible bulge in his own crotch. He was still holding on to her ankles. At the moment, Deb felt a surge of horniness and wished Mr Jogger would spread her legs forcibly, tear off her tights and take her right there.

Of course that did not happen.

Mr Jogger realised he held on to her ankles for too long. He got out of his stupid somewhat gingerly and smiled sheepishly. Deb did not want him to feel awkward and got up nonchalantly. As she got up, she brushed her left tit on his left shoulder deliberately. Mr Jogger was slightly startled but Deb pretended that nothing happened.

They had small talk for a while, before Mr Jogger had to leave as he had to send his kid to school. Before she walked off, Deb tapped Mr Jogger on his forearm to thank him for helping with her workout. She did a not-so-subtle slight thumb caress on his forearm - another flirty signal to him.

As Deb jogged off, she glanced back and noticed Mr Jogger looking at her. She smiled and he smiled back.

She succeeded. He got the message. Deb was positive he would be back the next day, same time. Who wouldn't?

Would the next encounter end with just sit-ups?

Both Deb and I were immensely turned on when she related the encounter to me. We decided to abstain so that we would have a build-up to whatever that would happen the next day.

Will there be a happy ending, very curious but I can already guess haha

[CowardPotato]

camping for more

[manuelala]

When is the next morning run?

[Coolicedtea]

Deb left for her morning run at 515 am the next day. This time she wore a font zip running bra top and a pair of Nike shorts with a high slit cut like FBT shorts. The front zip bra would certainly facilitate easier access to her tits. While the high slight Nike shorts doesn't show off her bottom like her tights, they show a lot of skin. Deb's choice of fitness gear was purposeful.

I waited at home, excited but unsure what would happen. Will she bump into Mr Jogger again? Will they flirt? Will they take it further? How and where will they take it further? Time passed really slow as I imagined various scenarios as the clocked ticked. What was Deb doing now? Was she being fucked?

After what seemed like eternity, I finally heard the front door open. I glanced at my watch - it was 6:20 am - slightly more than an hour since Deb left. I walked into the living room as Deb closed the door. She was slightly sweaty and her face was flushed. Clearly she had jogged home. I tried to look for signs of action but I could not tell if anything happened. Her bra top was sweaty and her hair was a little disheveled, but that was nothing extraordinary after a run.

When Deb looked at me, I knew for sure something had happened. It was a look mixed with guilt, excitement, horniness and sheepishness.

"What happened?"

"Dear... I got fucked..." she whispered, blushing.

I pulled her to the bathroom, propped her against the wall and asked her to relate everything...

Deb jogged her usual route, heading to the fitness corner along the canal. This time, Mr Jogger was there first, doing pull-ups. Deb wasn't surprised. She stopped at the fitness corner, smiled at him, and started her own calisthenics.

She barely finished her first exercise when Mr Jogger strolled over to initiate small talk, which Deb gladly obliged. While chatting, Deb made sure to throw in a couple of gestures to bait him further - touching his arm and giving him the flirtatious eye.

Mr Jogger asked if she needs help with sit-ups again. Deb said yes and promptly got started with her sit-ups, with Mr Jogger kneeling between her legs and holding her ankles.

Today Mr Jogger had a slightly different view. Deb deliberately zipped her bra top only halfway - giving him a better view of her cleavage than yesterday. Her flare and high slit shorts revealed more skin than her tights in that position - she wasn't wearing panties and her pussy was covered by only the thin mesh inner lining of her shorts. She was sure he could catch glimpses of her pussy if the lighting was better. However, it was 530 am and the street lamp beside the fitness corner was spoilt, so too bad for Mr Jogger.

It's always a bigger turn-on to see something partially under bad light than to see it clearly under a spotlight. When she finished her sit-ups, she noticed the familiar bulge under Mr Jogger's shorts. She also caught him staring at her tits.

"Ehh.... having a good show??" Deb said cheekily as she got up.

Mr Jogger was caught by surprise and at a loss for words for a moment.

Deb decided to be bold, bolder than she ever had been in her life.

She reached out and tapped Mr Jogger on his crotch "enjoyed your view, ya?"

It was the first time in her life that Deb had done something so outrageous, touching a stranger's cock in public - a man whom she spoke to only the day before, whom she doesn't even know his name.

Mr Jogger was dumbfounded.

Deb's heart raced but she kept her hand cupped on his crotch. He was big and hard. And it seemed to grow harder with her touch. She was blushing and she was glad the badly lit fitness corner gave her some cover.

Mr Jogger took a step towards Deb and placed both his hands on her waist. His hands felt warm and a bit sweaty to Deb's bare midriff.

Deb kept her hand on his crotch and began massaging his cock over his shorts, looking down to avert his gaze. She was horny and shy.

Mr Jogger sighed and his breaths got heavier in reaction to Deb's touch on his nether region.

His hands started to caress Deb's midriff, sending nice tinging sensations through her body. His hands moved up quickly and brushed her under boobs over the sports bra. It felt good. She didn't protest and continued massaging his cock over his shorts, her gaze still on the ground.

Since there was no resistance, his hands moved up and cupped her tits. Deb gasped.

At that moment, both of them saw a bight light approaching from one end of the PCN. It was an approaching bicycle! They broke free from each other and acted nonchalant as a road bike whizzed by. They were not caught.

As soon as the bike was out of sight, Mr Jogger pulled Deb to a darker part of the fitness corner that was under the shadow of a large tree. He propped her back against the railing and resumed his autoroam over Deb's upper body. With the spoilt street lamp, dim moonlight and cover provided by the trunk and shadow of the tree, they are so well concealed that a passing cyclist or jogger may not even notice them.

As Deb was being groped, she returned the favour - one hand grabbing his crotch and the other grabbing and caressing his shoulder.

Both of Mr Jogger's hands were all over her boobs, squeezing them over her sports bra. Deb could feel herself getting wet. She remembered the cheesy jogging porn videos she watched and realised she was playing those scenes in real life. That thought made her even more horny.

Deb threw caution to the wind and stuck her hand into his shorts. She touched skin. He wasn't wearing underwear. She grabbed his hard cock and started to stroke it inside his shorts.

That was all the cue he needed. He unzipped her bra top all the way down and her boobs spilled out. Deb felt a whiff of momentary cold as the cool morning air hit her exposed erect nipples. The cold was interrupted by welcome warmth as his hands cupped her bare breasts and kneaded them. Deb closed her eyes and whimpered as he squeezed her tits and pinched her nipples. Her eyes were jolted open when her left nipple felt a warm and wet sensation. She looked down and saw his face buried in his left bosom, he was sucking her tit. She writhed in ecstasy as he suckled her, her hand still holding on to his cock.

Deb's hand suddenly didn't feel his shorts anymore. She looked down and realised he had pull down his shorts halfway down his hip, and her hand was holding to his fully exposed, hard cock now.

Deb let go of his cock. In the dim light, she could see it throbbing and upright. She looked up and saw him looking at her in the eye with lust. Deb's eyes must have been equally lustful. He started to rub his hard cock on Deb's crotch, over her shorts, while his hands groped her exposed tits, as she was pinned against the railing.

Ridiculous and outrageous as can be imagined, Deb realised she was probably going to be fucked in public in a moment. Of course she could stop everything, but she wanted to be fucked as much as he wanted to take her.

She made her decision in a split second. She propped her left leg on the middle of the railing and opened her legs. She reached down her crotch, flipped the high flare shorts aside to reveal the shorts liner. She glanced up and saw his eyes transfixed on her crotch, his cock hard in anticipation of what she was going to reveal to him in a moment. She slowly peeled her shorts liner aside, revealing her pussy to him. Her faced flushed with with excitement as he stared at her exposing her woman bits - it felt so erotic, embarrassing, slutty and liberating at the same time.

He guided his cock to her pussy lips and glided it up and down, trying desperately to find the entrance. Deb was equally desperate. She reach down, spread her pussy lips open with her fingers and buckled her hips for a better angle.

His cock found her love hole and slipped in. Deb felt his cock head enter her, followed by the rest of his tool. In a second, his hard, bare cock was completely buried in her pussy. His crotch was pressing against hers, and her back was pushed against the railing behind her. One of her legs was propped against the railing and her boobs dangled freely. She hugged him tightly, half because she was embarrassed to look at him.

[Rickey]

So incredible n steamy to know Deb, naughty TS's wife, finally got the fuck she desired so much from Mr jogger, a stranger to her after teasing n flirting with him in the park...but TS didnt say if her pussy is bushy, trimmed or cleanly shaven

Can't wait to read how naughty his wife is in the next instalment

[StarIight]

Nice to see another person who enjoys knowing his partner getting fk by someone else

Nothing can explain that feeling

[fizo87]

Originally Posted by StarIight

Nice to see another person who enjoys knowing his partner getting fk by someone else

Nothing can explain that feeling

As fun as it is, for me fantasies like this are crazy. I will not allow anyone to enjoy my wife

[StarIight]

Originally Posted by fizo87

As fun as it is, for me fantasies like this are crazy. I will not allow anyone to enjoy my wife

Yup! Majority wont enjoy it. Most will want to be in the jogger shoes fcking another wife

[Jungleking12345]

My fantasy

[soleisrough]

Originally Posted by Rickey

...but TS didnt say if her pussy is bushy, trimmed or cleanly shaven

Same here, curious to know too

[fizo87]

Originally Posted by StarIight

Yup! Majority wont enjoy it. Most will want to be in the jogger shoes fcking another wife

yes bro. several fantasies in different heads