The Incident with the Basement Window (fm:slut wife, 5551 words)

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She was dressed in a tight flannel shirt that showed off her "D" cup tits and a pair of yoga pants that formed to her plump shapely ass and prominent hips. She figured maybe her clothes wouldn't get hung up and she could squeeze through. She pulled her cell phone from her pocket and held it in her hand, just in case something went wrong, then she started to squeeze through the small opening.

It was tight, very tight, but she managed to get her head and arms through, then work her ample tits over the top of the window. Just as she was sure she was going to make it, things went wrong. Her shirt snagged on the window catch, she heard cloth tear and she couldn't go any farther. When she tried to back up she discovered that when she did the window moved with her like a Chinese puzzle, closing tighter, keeping her from sliding back out. For the next several minutes she struggled, trying first to push through and tear her shirt loose, then to slide backward to get out. After 20 minutes of struggle she realized she was hopelessly stuck and needed help. She knew she had to call her husband. She sat, trapped in the window trying to figure a way out of the mess for another ten minutes before she caved and called him.

When he answered she said, "Before I tell you why I called you have to promise not to give me a bad time about it."

Her husband, sensing she had done something he could make fun of said, "Well that depends."

"Damn it Don!" Cindy yelled, "I need help and I don't need you to be making fun of me! Promise you won't God damn it! Promise me right now!"

They had been married long enough that from her language and tone Don knew she had done something really dumb, but he also knew she wouldn't tell him if he didn't promise to not make fun of her.

"Ok, Ok." He said chuckling,"I won't make fun of you, but I can't promise I won't laugh."

Cindy huffed then began to tell her husband what had happened. Don managed to keep his mouth shut until she was finished, then a huge laugh burst from him.

"You what???" He gasped between peals of laughter.

"Damn it Don it isn't funny!" Cindy yelled into the phone, "I'm stuck and need help! So get over here and get me out of here!"

"Ok, Ok." He said between chuckles, "I'm in the middle of a meeting. I'll come and get you out of it, but it may take me a few minutes to get away and get there. I'il be there as soon as I can."

Cindy knew it would take Don only 5 minutes to get from his office home and she figured he would get out of his meeting and be there in 5 minutes, so she began to play videos on her phone. Five minutes later she heard the gate open, then bang shut and footsteps approach behind her.

"Get me out of here!" She yelled at her husband.

He didn't respond, but she felt his hands on her hips, then felt him pulling her yoga pants down.

"What the hell are you doing??" She yelled as she felt him pull her pants to her knees.

Cindy never wore underwear when she wore her yoga pants because the pants were tight enough to pull up between the lips of her pussy, showing a nice camel toe and she liked the stares she got from all the guys at the market when she walked around like that. She was now naked from waist to knees. A moment later she felt his hand slide up between her legs and felt his finger slip between the bare shaved lips of her pussy.

"Damn it Don!" she yelled, "We can't do this right now! Get me out of here!"

She was pissed at her husband for what he was doing, but she had to admit she was beginning to get turned on both from what he was doing as he slid another finger into her pussy (which was quickly getting very wet) and the fact that she was caught and couldn't see him.

"Oh fuck Don!" She groaned as she spread her legs farther apart so he had better access, "This feels so wrong...and so fucking good!"

She felt his hand on her hip, then felt him push a third finger up her pussy as his thumb touched her asshole. He began to finger fuck her as he slowly worked his thumb into her ass. Soon he was sliding three fingers in and out of her dripping pussy and his thumb in and out of her tight brown eye. Cindy had forgotten about being pissed at him as her climax began to build.

"Oh fuck...Oh fuck...oh fuck!" She chanted in time to his finger strokes into her.

She was getting close to cumming when he abruptly pulled his fingers out of her.

"Oh fuuuuuuuck!" she yelled, "Don't stop! God damn it, don't stop!"

She heard a chuckle behind her, then she felt his hands on her ass, then felt him spread her plump ass cheeks apart. A moment later she shivered as she felt him kiss one cheek of her ass then felt his tongue slide down over her cheek, over the back of her thigh and right into her sopping pussy.

"Oh fuck!" She groaned as she pushed her ass backward signaling him she wanted more as she moaned out, "Eat my pussy you bastard! Eat me! Oh.....fuck.....EAT ME!"

He sucked her clit and rammed his tongue deep into her dripping pussy as she groaned and tried to push her hips backward to get his tongue deeper.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck! I'm gunna.....I'm gunna...Oh fuck!!! I'm cumming!!!" She screamed.

Her climax filled her from nose to toes. She moaned and groaned and screamed as she climaxed. Finally, as it began to ebb she felt him pull his tongue away, then a moment later felt him grab her hips and shove his hard cock balls deep into her swollen, dripping pussy. She was surprised by how good it felt, but she didn't dwell on that for long as he began to fuck her.

"You rotten bastard!" She yelled, "Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Pound my hot, dripping, pussy! Fuck me god damn it! Fuck me hard!"

He did. He rammed into her over and over, filling her slippery, willing pussy with his cock with each hard inward stroke. Cindy felt another climax building. In a frenzy she unbuttoned her shirt, reached in and pulled her bra up over his ample tits. She cupped them and began to massage them as she rolled her nipples between her fingers. Her husbands strokes got faster and faster. She knew he was close to cumming.

"That's it...that's it...." She yelled, "Fill my pussy! Cum in me you bastard!"

She felt his thrusts stop, then felt him slide out of her. She was very close to her second orgasm and wanted it, badly.

"God damn it!" She yelled, "I'm close to cumming! Keep fucking me!"

She heard a chuckle.

"Damn it Don! That's not fair! I'm so close you need to finish this!"

Before she could say anything more, she felt his hands on her hips. She expected to feel his cock slid back into her pussy, instead she felt something touch her asshole and she groaned as he pushed the head of his cock through her tight sphincter.

She was no stranger to anal sex, in fact she loved it and he had stretched her enough earlier by fingering her ass she knew it wouldn't hurt, so as he shoved the rest of his cock up her tight ass she yelled, "Oh fuck yes! Fuck my ass! Fuck it hard!"

As he began to pound her ass she felt his hand slide along her belly, then down between her legs. He found his target and pushed two fingers in to her wet, slippery pussy, put his thumb on her clit, pinning it to her pubic bone and began to finger fuck her, rubbing her tender little nub as he rammed his stiff rod into her ass hard.

"Oh fuck yes!" Cindy moaned as she pinched her nipples, "Oh yes!!! Oh Yes!!!! Fuck my ass! Fuck it hard! Make me cum! Make me cum!"

Cindy felt her orgasm grow and grow and grow as he fucked her ass and fingered her pussy. Finally it exploded and she screamed as it filled her senses. As her asshole pulsed around the hard invader filling it, she felt his cock begin to throb as he blasted a load of cum deep into her bowels. When his cock throbbed it's last she groaned as she felt him slowly pull out of her. A few moments later she felt him kiss her on the cheek of the ass, then felt him pull her yoga pants back up over her hips. She glanced at her phone and realized they had been fucking for almost 20 minutes.

"Ok, that was fun but it's time for you to get me out of here." She called to him.

She heard him chuckle, then heard footsteps. A moment later she heard the gate open, then close, then silence. She assumed he was coming around into the basement to try to get her loose so she waited.

When he didn't show up in a couple of minutes she yelled, "Are you going to get me out of here or what?"

When there was no answer she yelled again, "God damn it Don, get me out of here!"

There was nothing but silence. She waited and stewed getting more than a little angry as she assumed Don was playing a trick on her. She dialed his number, but it went straight to voice mail. She did that three times and on the last try left him a blistering profanity-filled message. She sat stewing in her anger until 10 minutes later she heard the gate open.

"Don? Is that you? Get me the hell out of here!"

She heard her husband say from behind her, "Patience! I just got here!" Then he mumbled something she didn't catch.

She really didn't want to get sidetracked by asking what it was he said so she snarled, "What the hell do you mean you just got here? Weren't you here a few minutes ago?"

"The boss wouldn't let me leave the meeting right away, but I sent a friend over after you called to see if you were all right. Why?"

Like a physical blow she was stunned by his words. He had just arrived? That hadn't been him fucking her? She hadn't even questioned the fact that it wasn't Don behind her, fucking her, making her cum over and over. On one level she felt violated, on another she felt her pussy begin to get warm at the thought that a stranger had just fucked her and she had cummed twice from it.

Don asked, "Did something happen?"

At first she was going to lie, tell him no because she was embarrassed to tell the truth, but as she thought about it she knew she had to tell him the truth.

"Yes." She replied, "Get me the hell out of here and I'll tell you about it."

She heard the gate bang then in a few moments she heard him enter the house. A few seconds more he was standing in front of her along with a tall stranger. She had been able to pull her shirt down but hadn't been able to tuck her tits back into her bra and it showed. Her nipples were plain to be seen through her shirt.

"This is Carl." Don said, "He came along to help me in case I couldn't get you out by myself. Let's see now..." Don said as he stepped closer and peered at her predicament.

He reached under her and she felt him pulling on her shirt.

She heard a ripping sound and then he said, "Ok. Try to back out now."

AS Don held onto the window Cindy slowly slid backward. With him holding it the window didn't fold in on her and a moment later she pulled her arms through the opening and was free. She stood up, turned away, reached up under her shirt and quickly tucked her tits back into her bra as she walked slowly to the back door. She entered and met Don and Carl in the kitchen.

"That's a lesson for you." Don said with a grin, "Don't try to climb through the basement windows. Why did you do that anyway?"

Before she thought about it Cindy replied, "I locked my keys in the car."

"I see. And the spare is still on the shelf in the laundry room isn't it?" Don asked with a huge grin.

That didn't set well with Cindy after everything she had been through so she replied, "Yes God Damn it, it is! I'll put the damn thing some place on the van tomorrow."

"And I see the spare door key is right here." He said as he picked up the key laying on the counter. "So what's this about someone else being here? Didn't they try to help you?"

"I aww..." Cindy stammered, glancing at Carl, hesitant to speak with him listening.

Don looked from Cindy to Carl then said, "I see. You don't want to say in front of Carl. Carl I'll see you back at work and thanks for the help."

Carl smiled, nodded and said, "Yeah. It appears you don't need me now so I'll head back."

He waved and left.

"It must be pretty damned bad if you don't want to say it in front of Carl," Don said, "So what happened?"

"Someone...took advantage of me while I was caught in the window." Cindy said, "They...they...pulled my pants down and fucked me."

"Did they now?" Don said, "Did they fuck your pussy? Your ass too? Did they lick your pussy? Make you cum?"

Cindy stared at him and asked, How do you know that? It was you all along wasn't it? You bastard!:

Don just grinned and looked toward the door Carl had used.

Cindy stared at him as her mind went back over the events. It hit her that she was sure whomever fucked her felt larger then Don. For a moment her mind wouldn't accept it, then her eyes jerked to the door.

"WHAT??? You let him fuck me?" Cindy yelled.

Don grinned and answered with, "I've been trying to get you to fuck some other guy for months. You can't say you didn't enjoy it. You came like a slut!"

Cindy stared at him thinking about what had happened. She had to admit she had enjoyed it, a lot. In fact as she thought about it and pictured Carl on his knees behind her, his hard cock pushed up to his balls into her pussy, she began to get turned on and wet all over again. As the remembered feel of his cock siding into her filled her brain Cindy=s nethers grew hotter and wetter and in response she squeezed her legs together.

"Bastard!" She snapped at her husband, then pinned him with a glare.

"You loved it and you know it!" her husband said.

"Bastard!" Cindy snapped again as she stormed off upstairs.

She wouldn't talk to Don so he went back to work. Cindy sat stewing, thinking about what had happened all afternoon. She was angry, but under the anger, every time she thought of what had happened, her pussy began to get warm. After a while she decided to take a shower. As the warm water cascaded over her, the remembered feel of getting fucked earlier returned. Before she was aware of it Cindy had the hand held shower off its mount and directed at her pussy. It took all of 2 minutes before a huge orgasm thundered through her. As she toweled off after her shower she had to admit that she did really like what had happened but she was still angry at her husband. Over the next two days Cindy didn't talk to Don at all.

Every time he tried to start a conversation all she would do is glare at him and snarl, "Bastard!"

Even though she wouldn't talk to him, every time Cindy thought of the basement window, her pussy would get wet and warm at the memory. In fact over those two days she masturbated four times to the memory.

Saturday morning Don said at breakfast, "Carl and I are going golfing. I'll be home this afternoon."

Cindy grunted as a reply. After Don left Cindy sat thinking about what had happened and what her husband had said. She finished her coffee, then went up to shower. After her shower she pulled a pair of legging out to wear. As she was about to pull them on, she stopped. She dropped them back in a drawer and pulled a skirt off the hanger in her closet. It was mid-thigh length. She put it on and looked at herself in the mirror. She smiled at the image reflected there.

Since she had on a skirt, she decided to wear underwear (which she didn't ever do with her leggings). She chose a pair of bikini panties. She pulled them on, then smoothed them over her ass. As she did the remembered feel of hands on her ass while she was caught in the window filled her mind and she shivered. She had to admit that was one of the best sex sessions she had ever had. On a whim she decided to go commando. She pulled her panties off and dropped them in the clothes hamper. That afternoon Don arrived home with Carl in tow.

"Hey dear." Don called as he entered.

"I'm in the living room." Cindy called back.

Don stepped into the living room followed by Carl as he said, "I brought Carl by to give him one of my golf clubs."

Cindy stared at the pair and said in a tight voice, "You two, here, together, again. I suppose you want me to go crawl into the basement window and get stuck again so you can let him do what he did, again?"

"Sure, if you'd like!" Don replied as he grinned at his wife.

She stared at her husband with a mixture of anger and excitement. Over the last two days she had realized she had loved what had happened. She was still angry at Don for doing it the way he had, but she was over being angry about it.

"If I gave them a chance, would they?" she wondered, "Should I?"

Before she could consider what she was saying, she said, "So, what if I wanted it again? What if I walked over to the couch and bent over the back? Would you let Carl fuck me again? Would you?"

Don grinned and said, "There's only one way to know for sure and one way to find out."

Cindy could feel her pussy wetting her inner thighs, wetness produced in response to the image her brain manufactured of what would happen if she bent over the back of the couch.

"Bastard!" She whispered, then turned and walked stiffly to the couch.

She looked back over her shoulder as she bent over the back, sticking her plump ass out behind her. Her husband grinned, turned to his tall friend and said something she didn't catch. Carl nodded, grinned in response, then slowly walked over and stopped behind Cindy. She turned her face to the far wall as she felt him push the lump of his cock against her ass, which in turn caused her pussy to leak even more. She closed her eyes as she felt him run his hands up the back of her shirt and unfasten her bra. As she felt his hand slide around her sides she knew he was about to fill his hands with her ample tits.

'Last time you couldn't stop him, this time you can,' she thought, 'if you don't it's your choice this time.'

She felt herself tremble as his hands slid around to her stomach, then slowly upward. Before she could change her mind, he had both his hands filled with her breasts and was rolling her nipples between her fingers. A light moan escaped her lips as she felt the chill of what he was doing travel straight to her pussy. A second later he bent forward and kissed her on the back of the neck, which sent more chills to her nethers.

She felt him pull his hands from her breasts, then felt him pull her skirt up. As he raised it above her waist, exposing her bare ass, she spread her legs shoulder width apart. She was quivering inside as she felt his hands on the outside of her thighs, then moaned as she felt him begin to kiss and lick up the insides. She still had her eyes closed as she felt his tongue slip between the folds of her pussy. She could feel a climax building fast and was so consumed by it she almost didn't realize that someone had put a hand on the back of her head. She opened her eyes to find Don holding his hard cock in front of her face.

He didn't say a word, he just put the tip against her lips. She opened her mouth and engulfed the head as she felt Carl begin to lick her clit. Cindy sucked at her husbands hard rod as Carl used his tongue to push her closer and closer to an orgasm.

Cindy could feel her climax growing close when Carl pulled away. She groaned in frustration, only to moan in ecstasy a moment later as Carl pushed his hard cock into her. For the first time in her life Cindy found herself pinned between two hard cocks, spit roasted. She loved the feel of it and because of that her climax expanded, like a rocket blasting off. She knew she was about to cum when she heard Don groan, then felt his cock swell and begin to blast into her mouth. She tried to ignore the heat of her building climax as she suckled at his cock, trying to hold her climax off.

When Don's cock throbbed it's last, he pulled it from her mouth then leaned down and began to whisper to her, "Your turn baby. Are you going to cum on Carl's hard cock? Cum for him baby. Cum on his cock. I want to see you cum on his cock. Then I want to see him cum in you, fill you with his spunk. Do it baby, do it. Cum for him, cum for him baby...cum for him baby...cum for him baby..."

Don's chanted words coupled with Carl's cock ramming into her pussy caused Cindy's climax to peak.

She gripped Don's hand hard and moaned loudly, "Oh..Oh...Oh...I'm going to..." a moment later she screamed,"CUMMMMMM!"

As her pussy began to pulse with her orgasm Carl's cock exploded, throbbing, filling her with rope after rope of spunk. As her climax faded Cindy felt Carl pull out of her.

She started to stand up but Don put his hand on her back and said, "Stay right there."

Cindy relaxed and laid over the back of the couch as she heard Don and Carl talking.

"Guess I'll head for home." Carl said.

"Yeah. Come by tomorrow afternoon, ok?" Don replied.

"Sure thing!" Carl said, through an obvious grin.

A moment later Cindy heard the front door open, then close.

A moment more and she felt a hand on her ass, then on her shoulder as Don said, "Stand up."

Cindy complied, then felt Don take her hand and lead her around to the front of the couch. He gently pushed her down onto her back, then climbed between her legs. Instinctively Cindy knew what he wanted because she wanted it too. She spread her legs wide as she felt him put his cock against her entrance, then with a grunt he shoved it in.

Without a word he began to fuck her and she began to fuck him back. For the next ten minutes the only sounds in the room were grunts, moans, the slap of flesh on flesh and the wet squishing of his cock sliding into her wet, cum filled pussy. It didn't take long for Cindy to orgasm a second time. When Don's cock began to throb, filling her with his second cum, she had a third intense climax.

As he laid between his wife's thighs, his cock still in her pussy he grinned and asked, "Well how was your first threesome? Your first spit roast? Your first strange cock?"

"What do you mean my first strange cock?" Cindy asked puzzled, "Carl fucked me while I was stuck in the basement window even though I didn't consent to it!"

"Well, that would count as your first strange cock, if he had." Don said cryptically.

"What do you mean if he had?' Cindy asked totally confused.

Don's grin widened as he said, "Carl didn't fuck you that day. It was me."

"But you said it was him!" Cindy gasped.

"Now I didn't, I didn't!" Don protested, "Think about it, I never specifically said he did. I even told you when I arrived, maybe not in the loudest voice, that I had just gotten there, for the second time. And I may have made some other comments that let you think he did, but I never told you he did."

"Was that what you mumbled when you arrived? That it was for the second time? You bastard! So he didn't? You let me think...why? Why would you do that?" Cindy asked starting to get angry.

"Settle down!" Don said, "I let you think he did hoping you would do exactly what you did today. I wasn't about to do it against your will or without you agreeing to it, but I figured if you thought we had, you might decide to do it again. You did."

"You tricked me! You tricked me into doing it! Bastard!" She yelled as she tried to push him away.

Don grinned as he held her down and said, "Stop and think about it. I tricked you into thinking we did it the first time. I didn't have a thing to do with your choice to do it the second time. That was your choice. All you!"

Cindy stopped struggling and thought about it. No matter how she looked at it she had to admit it had been her choice the second time. She also had to admit she liked it, a lot.

"Okay, you're right. It was my choice. But you're still a bastard for putting me in a position to make that choice!"

"So you didn't enjoy it?" Don asked with a grin.

"Well..I..aw...yes god damn it I enjoyed it!" Cindy huffed.

"So you'd like to do it again?" Don asked.

Cindy didn't have to think about it. At the mention of doing it a second time she could feel the tension in her belly that told her she would.

"What if I said I did?" Cindy asked.

"What if I said Carl's coming back over tomorrow afternoon?" Don replied.

"What if I said I will if you fuck me again right now?" Cindy shot back.

"I would say think about what's going to happen tomorrow as I do this," Don replied as he pulled back and then slammed into her.

"Bastard!" She groaned as she raised her legs higher and hooked her heels around his hips.

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Hook writes Sun 16 Mar 2025 17:59:

I think I saw this story years ago...or one very similar.
Still a good one!

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Hook writes Sun 16 Mar 2025 17:58:

I think I saw this story years ago...or one very similar.
Still a good one!

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