The Contest
The Contest
Mary and I have been happily married for many years. The only bleak
spot was our sex life. We had fallen into a routine and it was rare
that we reached any great heights.
One Saturday night we were in a deep sleep when the phone shattered
the silence.
"Hello my name is Robert Smith and I represent a unique club. I'm
sorry for calling so late but I need to meet with you at your earliest
convenience. I have an important matter to discuss with you."
"I am not selling anything, and I do have something extremely
important to tell you."
The whole thing was suspicious and it was certainly very annoying but
I was curious so after making it very clear that I didn't appreciate
calls at this time on Saturday night I agreed to meet with him after
work on Monday.
When I had hung up Mary asked, "Who was that?"
"I don't know. Some guy called Smith."
"Smith? I hate phone calls in the middle of the night." She said and
went back to sleep.
I arrived at the bar where we had arranged to meet. It was dimly lit
with few people present. As I walked in a man moved directly over to
me and introduced himself. He was well dressed and confident.
"Mr. Hanson, I am Mr Smith thanks for coming.
He didn't wast any time on small talk but got right down to business.
"As I told you on the phone I represent a unique club with a very
elite membership. Our club provides members with challengers that
can't be arranged through normal clubs. One of these challenges
concerns you and your wife. We have put together an event we have
called target practice for want of a better name."
"Target practice has proved to be very popular among our members. All
members who accept the challenge put up a substantial amount of money
and, after expenses, the winner takes all.
Each contestant has one year to seduce as many targets as they can.
The targets are women who have been very carefully selected by the
club and they are not affiliated with the club in any way. The women
chosen as targets are between the ages of 25 and 60. They are all
healthy, and have no addictions to drugs etc. They must also be
married and in a stable relationship.
To keep a long story short the club selects these women after
conducting extensive research. Every aspect of their lives is placed
under the microscope. We use various methods including telephone and
magazine surveys.
Once a target has been contacted and successfully seduced the
contestant is required to supply proof of the seduction. He must
return the woman's panties and a video of the encounter to the club
committee. After each seduction a copy of the video is sent to the
woman's husband. Finally the targets husband will be told that his
wife has been selected as a target and the nature of the contest will
be explained to him.
There is nothing the husband can do to have his wife's name removed
from the list.
Do you understand what I am telling you?"
I smiled as I told him I understood completely that he was telling me
my wife had been selected as a target and that men she didn't know
were going to contact her and try to seduce her.
Mr. Smith confirmed it for me. "Yes, your wife is a target. I suggest
you tell her about it, after all forewarned is forearmed. By the way
there are 24 contestants.
It was too bizarre for words so, with an undisguised mocking tone I
asked him "is that all."
Mr Smith responded by giving me all of Mary's personal details
including age, the colour of her hair and eyes, school, work place,
where she went for lunch and her mobile, work and home phone numbers.
Impressive but these details could be obtained by anyone if they took
the trouble. As far as I was concerned it was an elaborate practical
joke.
Mr Smith bade me farewell and left the bar. He hadn't even touched
his drink.
That night Mary and I had a great time as I told her as much as I
could remember about the conversation. She agreed with me that it was
a joke and when we found out who had done it we would have some fun of
our own.
Over the next few weeks we talked and joked about it quite a bit. The
concept of a club screening and selecting women as sexual targets for
their members as a game was far-fetched but it did get us talking
about sex more than we had ever done before. Mary enjoyed teasing me
and would make comments about other men she saw and what she would do
with them if they tried to seduce her. After all she said, "they are
all potential contestants."
One day as she was enjoying her joke I said she ought to be careful
because it might just happen and that would shock her.
"Well, if it does happen I will certainly allow them to seduce me.
After all, I haven't had sex with another man since we were married.
And anyway, it would be an exciting experience" and with that she
laughed, gave me a kiss and led me into the bedroom.
After several days the jokes became less frequent and our life
returned to normal.
One afternoon Mary called me from her work and said she had to work
late and would do some shopping on the way home. She would be home
around 9 or 10pm.
When she got home she tossed her bag onto the lounge, turned the
television off, gave me a passionate kiss and said, "let me quickly
shower and then we'll go to bed and have some fun."
In our bedroom I watched her as she undressed. She removed her blouse
and skirt and tossed them into the washing basket, her bra and
pantyhose following shortly after.
After her shower she came to me and climbed onto the bed pressing her
breasts into my face and placing her nipples into my mouth before
giving me a deep and passionate kiss.
After a few minutes she slowly began to move down my body licking and
nibbling on the way.
After a few magical minutes I felt her warm breath on my penis and
she started to give me oral sex.
When I was close to a climax she asked me to return the favour. Then
she slowly squatted down until her pussy was almost touching my face
letting it brush against my lips and then teasingly lifting it higher
out of my reach. She did this a few times before I grabbed her and
pulled her onto my mouth pushing my tongue into her vagina as far as I
could.
Mary was a different lady in bed that night and we made love for over
an hour. As we lay in each other's arms, my softening cock still
inside her wet pussy, Mary whispered "I love you." Then she did
something she had never done before. She took my penis into her mouth,
licking and sucking it before giving me a good night kiss. It was
incredible.
Two weeks later I received a personal delivery package at the office.
It contained a video. There was no label. The return address didn't
offer any clues. It was a PO BOX number.
A strange trill shot through my body as Mr Smith's words popped into
my mind. "A video would be sent to the woman's husband." Was it
possible?
When I arrived home that night Mary was in the kitchen making dinner.
As I gave her the customary kiss and cuddle I thought about what might
be on the tape. I was anxious to see it.
Later that night I slipped downstairs and played the tape.
The video started and showed a bed in a typical hotel room.
My mouth went dry when I saw a woman walk up to the bed with a man I
didn't know. He ran his hands over her breasts before turned her
around kissing her deeply. The woman returned the kiss with passion
pushing her tongue into his mouth.
My heart was pounding and my mouth was dry, but my penis was coming
to life. It had began to create a tent inside my pyjamas. Yes, the
woman I was watching was my wife.
The man's hands moved down to my wife's buttocks and started to
massage them. Mary leaned back into him increasing the pressure of his
hands.
Then he sat down on the bed and told Mary to remove her blouse. She
did this slowly and seductively before dropping it onto a chair.
Looking at the man she ran her hand over her breasts and around to her
back and unclipped her bra. She held it to her chest with one hand
while sensuously lowering the straps from her shoulders with the
other. Emulating a striptease dance, she leaned forward and let her
bra fall into the stranger's lap. She raised her breasts up and showed
then to her stranger. This sexy display was repeated when she removed
her skirt, panties, and pantyhose inch by inch.
Soon she was completely naked. She stood in front of the man and ran
her hands over her breasts and between her legs. Her pubic hair was
level with his eyes and she openly displayed herself to him. He leaned
forward and placed a gentle kiss between her legs.
When he finally lifted his eyes from my wife's vagina she leaned
forward and pressed her breasts into his face. He drew her nipples
into his mouth sucking on them and pulling them away from her body
before releasing them. His hands were roaming and exploring the hidden
and most private parts of my wife's body. I watched as he massaged her
beautifully rounded cheeks before slipping his fingers between her
legs. Mary began to groan with pleasure. Her expression told it's own
story. He must have inserted his fingers into her vagina.
After a short time the man removed his hand and said something to
her. I couldn't hear what he said but Mary grinned and slowly slid her
hand down over her belly and inserted two fingers into her vagina.
I didn't understand it but I was becoming very aroused as I watched
my wife happily engage in sex with another man.
When she had played with herself to his satisfaction she took her
fingers and put them in his mouth. She then began to remove his
clothes item by item kissing his body as it was revealed.
When she pulled his boxer shorts down his penis sprang free bouncing
around before coming to a stop directly in front of her face. She
gazed at it for quite a while before leaning forward and sucking it
into her mouth.
It was obvious that they were both enjoying the sensation as she
moved her mouth up and down his hard male member.
Mary moved around and assumed the 69 position.
She placed one leg each side of his face and lowered her mouth onto
his penis. Her breasts were swinging gently lightly brushing his
stomach.
I hit the pause button and the picture froze. I was aware of a surge
of emotions charging through my body. The scene on the screen had sent
me into a daze.
I was looking at an image of my wife sitting astride another man in a
most intimate embrace. Her fair skin contrasting with his darker more
tanned skin. Her ankles were locked together behind his head, forming
a cradle that held his face close to the completely exposed, most
intimate parts of her body. His arms were touching her thighs and his
hands were holding the cheeks of her arse apart opening her up to his
gaze. She was supporting herself by one arm. Her breasts were hanging
down and her hard and erect nipples were prominent. Her long blond
hair was tied back in a ponytail, which had been swept to one side and
was lightly resting on his upper thigh and stomach. The pearl necklace
she wore was bunched in his dark pubic hair.
Her eyes were closed and her lovely red lips were stretched over the
head of his penis.
Of all the emotions I was experiencing I realised that one of the
dominant ones was sexual arousal.
The video automatically jumped out of pause mode causing the scene to
spring to life and his penis began to disappear, appear, and
disappear into her mouth. The only sounds were muffled groans of
pleasure.
The man was gently pulling the cheeks of her arse apart to give him
better access to her anus and vagina.
After several minutes Mary lifted her face away from his penis, now
wet and shiny from her saliva, and experienced what appeared to be an
intense orgasm. Her body trembled and she sighed with deep
contentment.
As her orgasm subsided she shifted her body and positioned her pussy
directly over his penis. She paused, looking at him for several
seconds. She was either savouring the moment or making a decision but
whatever she was thinking she suddenly impaled herself on his cock. I
was fascinated as I watched another man's penis disappear into my
wife's pussy.
What followed then was sheer lust. It was exciting sex but it wasn't
lovemaking. They had sex in almost every position possible. It ended
with Mary lying on top as the man had a noisy orgasm filling her
vagina with his sperm. The camera had been placed at the end of the
bed giving the viewer a perfect view between my wife's legs. It showed
her beautifully rounded arse and a cock filling her pussy.
As Mary rolled onto her back his penis made a plopping sound as it
slipped out of her pussy. It was followed by a little river of sperm.
My eyes were locked onto the scene before me and I watched in awe as
she started to play with his softening penis, rubbing and tickling his
scrotum.
She placed her head on his chest and locked her eyes on his now soft
and pliant male member. Again she seemed to be thinking about
something as she moved her left hand down to her pussy and began
rubbing herself gently. Then she moved her wet fingers up to her
mouth. She had a slightly wicked smile on her face as she flicked her
fingers with her tongue, tasting the juices that covered them. She
must have liked the flavour because the second time she pushed her
fingers deep into her pussy and gathered as much moisture as she could
before transferring it to her mouth.
After resting with her new lover for a short time she got up,
gathered her clothes, and dressed. She was about to leave when she
turned and walked back to the bed, lowered her face to his groin and
took his penis into her mouth once more. When she was satisfied she
lifted her head sucking his penis up with her until it popped out. She
then gave the head of his cock one final kiss before she departed.
When she had gone the man she had shared her body with rose and
walked towards the camera. His penis and balls filled the screen just
before it went blank.
I replayed the last ten minutes of the tape again before I went to
bed and lay down next to her. Her skin was warm and soft to touch. I
let my hand wander over her breasts and between her legs curling her
pubic hair gently between my fingers.
My body was trembling with an excitement I hadn't experienced in
years.
Sleep alluded me for the rest of the night. I was still getting used
to the idea that Mary had had sex with another man and loved it. The
other mind blowing understanding was simple. She had loved having sex
with a stranger and I had loved watching her do it.
During the night I replayed the video and the events of the past
several weeks over and over in my mind. Did she know that she had been
recorded having sex with the contestant and did she know I was going
to get a copy of the video?
The next evening after Mary had retired for the night I watched the
video again and again I became sexually aroused. When it really sank
in that I was watching my wife fuck another man a trill shot through
me.
Would she do it again? Did I want her to do it again?
The next day Mary called to tell me she was working late and would be
eating out. I could expect her home around 9pm. End part 1
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