Phyllisby Anonymous
My wife, Phyllis, is a beautiful woman with a dynamite body. The first
thing men notice about Phyllis are her large breasts, which are "D" cups and look
out of proportion on her otherwise slim, petite body.
When I first met Phyllis she was heavier and very much aware of the effect
her body (especially her tits) had on men, and was embarrassed by it. Because
of that, she always wore baggy clothing, which made her look really overweight.
She lacked confidence in herself and her appearance and seldom wore make-up.
After we were married (eleven years ago), I was able to slowly begin to
change the way she felt about herself. I complimented her when she was naked
and especially when she wore some of her less-baggy clothes, and I always made
a point to compare her favorably to other women. As a result, Phyllis finally
became motivated to wear tighter, more figure-revealing clothing. I always
bought her sexy things, including tops with plunging necklines, stockings and
garter belts, high heels, and tight skirts to urge her on. Last Christmas, I
bought her a complete hair and make-up "make-over" at a local salon. It was
all money well spent!
Finally, I could see a change take place as her confidence was built.
She began aerobics and bicycling until, now, she's slimmed down and her body is
tight and hard and she loves being admired -- even to the point of being a bit
of an exhibitionist. I have always been proud of Phyllis, supporting the change,
and even encouraging her to dress sexy and act sexy.
One night in bed, we were talking about the way she looked and how much I
liked it, when Phyllis said she knew from the way I reacted that I loved it when
she flirted with other guys. I admitted to her that I had gone even farther
than that by fantasizing about watching her make love to another guy. Phyllis
blushed and admitted her favorite fantasy since she was a teenager was about
making love to several men at the same time. We joked about both of us living
out our fantasies at the same time, by letting me watch as she fucked a bunch
of guys! Phyllis laughed but she said she could never go any farther than
flirting with me around. I teased her and told her to just tell me all about
her escapades when they were over.
Phyllis took me at my word. Here's what happened soon after that night.
Phyllis works for a large builders' supply discount business that's in a
huge warehouse with a small sales area in the front. She's the only woman
worker, working at the service counter and also taking inventory in the
warehouse. One of her co-workers, Randy, was always grabbing at her, feeling
her ass, brushing the sides of her tits, etc., and telling her how he wanted to
"fuck her big titties." He's the owner's young nephew, so there was no point
in Phyllis making a big deal out of it to the boss.
One summer morning, they were predicting temperatures and humidity in the
high nineties, and since the place isn't air-conditioned, Phyllis dressed for
work in a bra, summer top and short skirt.
Randy always opened the place up and Phyllis always arrived early to get the
counter ready. Phyllis said she was making the coffee when, like a homing
pigeon, Randy came up behind her in the warehouse and grabbed her hips and
pressed his groin into her ass.
This time, however, instead of pulling away as in the past, Phyllis pressed
herself back into him. Randy, not one to miss a cue, immediately brought both
hands up around Phyllis to cup her breasts. As he massaged her large tits, Phyllis
continued to grind against his crotch. Randy spun her around and started to
French kiss her as his hand made its way under her skirt and down into her
panties. His eager finger found her honey pot and he started finger-fucking my
wife as he rubbed her clit with his thumb.
Phyllis told me she was beside herself with lust and losing all control as
she tried to catch her breath and could feel her heart beating wildly.
Randy lifted her summer shirt completely off, unsnapped her bra, and then
stepped back for a moment to enjoy the sight of my wife's round, naked tits.
Quickly, Randy began to suck and lick Phyllis's hard nipples as he continued to
finger her cunt.
When he pulled his head away and pushed down on her shoulders, Phyllis said
she knew what he wanted her to do, and she didn't resist. She fell to her
knees, opened his zipper and let Randy guide his hard cock into her mouth. He
started to move back and forth, fucking her mouth and running his cock over her
tongue. Phyllis was so excited, she started cupping her own breasts and pinching
her nipples. As Randy got ready to shoot his load, he pulled his cock from her
mouth and told my wife to hold her tits together and he shot his cum onto her
tits and watched it collect in her cleavage. Phyllis said she had an orgasm as
Randy's warm, sticky jism hit her tits.
Without waiting, Randy grabbed an old paint dropcloth, threw it on the
floor and motioned for Phyllis to lie back as he straddled her. He pushed
Phyllis's breasts together, around his semi-rigid cock, and for the next few
minutes, he fucked her tits until he shot another load all over her neck and
chest.
Randy collapsed on top of my wife with a smile. "I can't believe that
this has really happened!"
"Well, it did, and that may not be the last time it does, if your cock
has anything to do with it!" They both looked at his penis jerking back to
life again and laughed.
Randy got up and said they were lucky not to get caught and that they
better get to work. As he ran off into the warehouse, he grabbed Phyllis's bra
and laughed again. Phyllis sat up, looking for something to clean off Randy's cum
with when she heard the back door open. So, knowing it was the rest of the
workers, she quickly rubbed the cum-juice into her tits (which she said made
her even hotter!) and pulled her thin top on.
Embarrassed to be wearing such a thin top without a bra, Phyllis's plight
almost immediately became worse when the material stuck to her sticky chest
like a second skin. Blatantly stared at by the rest of the guys she works with
and her boss, Phyllis said she had to take some pretty intense ribbing about her
boobs. Then, when the store opened, Phyllis had to work at the counter and she
said she could hardly keep her mind on her work as she was so aware of all the
male customers looking at her chest. It was so obvious to everyone that she
was braless, and with the heat and humidity and cum, Phyllis's top became
virtually transparent, and she couldn't believe how hot her exhibition was
making her.
She said she got so many offers to take her to lunch, or dinner, or
"whatever," she knew she looked like she was a slut who was advertising. She
said that by the afternoon, she was even feeling brave enough to bend over the
counter and watch the men almost die at her performance. Finally, by closing
time Phyllis was so horny that when she saw Randy she begged him to screw her
again. He told her to meet him in a certain corner in the back, five minutes
after closing.
When Phyllis got back there, Randy had already arranged some folding pads
into a wide bed on the concrete floor. Phyllis and Randy embraced, and then
started stripping each other. Phyllis said they were both so horny they couldn't
see straight! They positioned themselves in the sixty-nine position, and just
took off from there. Randy fucked my wife twice in the next half hour and Phyllis
said she had at least 3 orgasms. Finally, they were both exhausted and Randy
said he had to leave to get to a supplier before it closed. He dressed and
left.
Phyllis laid there, naked, on her back with her legs spread and Randy's cum
leaking out of her pussy. After resting a few minutes to get her strength
back, she reached for her skirt.
Out of what she thought was an empty warehouse came a voice -- "Not, yet,
Phyllis. It's my turn." It was her boss, Don. He had apparently seen or heard
her and Randy and watched them fuck.
Phyllis said she smiled at Don and told him, "Okay, but I'm beat. You'll
have to do all the work."
Don began to drop his pants and said, "No problem."
Phyllis told me that Don fucked her for a long time before he came and she
had two more orgasms. Then they both dressed and locked up. On the way out,
Don patted Phyllis's ass and told her he was looking forward to seeing her
outfit the next day at work.
When Phyllis got home, she was so excited, she could barely talk. She said
it wasn't exactly her dream of a bunch of guys all at once, but who knew what
would happen when word about what happened with her and Randy and Don got
around at the warehouse. She said she hoped I didn't mind, but she could hardly
wait for the next encounter.
After dinner, Phyllis said she wanted me to fuck her before she showered,
and then I could help her pick out what she was going to wear to work, the next
day.
I could see how excited and happy she was.
The next morning, Phyllis took great care in doing her hair and make-up.
After powdering her beautiful body, she put on a pair of tiny,
almost-transparent white bikini panties. Then she put on one of my favorite
dresses -- a mini-length, strapless, white, underwired sundress. She finished
the outfit with a pair of high-heeled slip-ons that always gave me a hard-on
when she wore them. She was absolutely beautiful.
I kissed her good-bye and we both left for work, but I couldn't stop
thinking about her and what she might be doing all day long.
Phyllis wasn't home when I got home from work, and she didn't get home
until almost 4 a.m.! In the moonlight, I watched her as she dropped her
sundress. She wasn't wearing panties and her body was covered with dark finger
and teeth marks.
She said she was exhausted, but when she saw my erection, she laughed,
"Come on, Dear. One more cock won't matter, now."
I rolled over between her legs and buried my cock in her, wondering how
many other cocks had been there before me that day. Just thinking those
thoughts, I didn't last long, and Phyllis was asleep before I pulled out of her.
The next morning, Phyllis told me that they closed the warehouse at noon
and she went with all the guys for lunch and then back to one of their
apartments for an all-day-all-night suck and fuck marathon.
Phyllis has become a sex-toy at work for all of the employees and some of
their good customers and loves all the sex -- and I love hearing all about it!
Of course, I love her and that hasn't changed since hearing about her
adventures. The one thought I did have was maybe she could set it up so I
could watch!
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