Part 1 of this first time wife sharing story is here

As light began to sneak through the shades of the camper van and I started to stir from my sleep, the events of the day prior came rushing back. I could already feel Kayla typing away on her phone, texting someone.

As she felt me start to move and wake up, she rolled towards me, kissed me and immediately started kissing down my body, sliding the covers down with each move. She was clearly ready to go, something that wasn't unheard of, but was definitely not the norm in our relationship. By the time she was kissing at my hips, she started talking in a low voice and I quickly understood.

"Shawn sent the pictures and videos from yesterday. You should open my phone and see what he sent..."

I quickly reached over and grabbed her phone, unlocked it and pulled up the texts. As soon as I clicked it open, she wrapped her lips around my morning wood and went to work. There were about 10 pictures sent first. The first few were of Kayla peeling off her panties and spreading wide for Shawn, then one taken by Kayla of his head buried between her legs and another with his fingers inside her. Then the photos switched to her with a mouth full of his dick, the first while laying on the bed, then on her knees on the floor of the van for him. In one of them, you could clearly see saliva dripping down her chin, evidence of the sloppy blowjob she had told me about as a result of his thick erection. The last two pictures were of my smiling wife with Shawn's cum all over her tits, one pushing her tits together and another with her hands away, arching her back to show off her C cups. She clearly looked like she had been having fun.

As I flipped through them, she was working a similarly sloppy blowjob on me, alternating between attempting to deep throat as much of my 7.5 inches as she could with licking her way down and back up my shaft.

Then I got to the videos. It was two short clips - the first was of Shawn eating her out and when I hit play, I heard her moaning his name. My dick throbbed in Kayla's mouth as the realization hit that anyone who saw the video would know it wasn't Kayla's husband devouring her pussy, but someone new. The second was her on her knees sucking him furiously. It was Shawn who talked first, but again, it would be clear proof that my wife wasn't going to town on me.

"Where would Marcus want me to cum?" he asked, clearly knowing the camera was rolling and I'd be watching the video soon.

It struck me that while he was clearly enjoying stealing some playtime with my wife, he still knew his role and was playing into it. The jealousy I had felt from the initial night had already dissipated a little, but this helped push it even further from my mind and let me enjoy the show even further.

"Your choice, You can cum wherever you want... Buuut he's been dying to see me get covered. He said he'll still kiss me and tell me how sexy he finds me after another guy gives me a facial. Plus, it's probably a nice little ego stroke to know that you blew your load on the face of someone else's wife, huh?"

Kayla, bobbing up and down on my cock, paused her work and said with a devilish grin, "Did we choose right?"

In the video, she leaned in for a few more quick sucks of Shawn's dick, pumping furiously with her hand before he exploded.

As I watched my wife take his cum on her tits, neck, chin and lips, the real life version of her pulled me back to the moment. "Your turn," she said and doubled her efforts. I didn't last much longer and quickly I was emptying all of my pent up horniness, a massive load even for my standards, into her mouth. Some dripped down her chin, but she handled most of it, swallowed and smiled at me. "Needed that, didn't you?"

She crawled back up to me, pulled the covers up and cuddled up to me under the blankets. We kissed, lightly at first, then more aggressively, and I could tell she was turned on, but she let it go in favor of the more romantic curling up in my arms. We briefly talked about how hot the whole thing had been so far, but it didn't take long until we each drifted back off to sleep.

Neither of us slept long, but the added rest plus quick sexual break would be important for what was to come next. By the time we woke up again an hour later, Kayla's horniness could no longer be put on hold, and luckily my post nap erection was there to get things started. The dirty talk began immediately, as we both had the same thing on our minds. Kayla repeated some of the same lines from the previous night about how she was going to fuck me and it would be the last time I was the only guy with access to her pussy. I slid my hand between her legs and found her dripping wet already.

"That's what you want isn't it? It's what's turned you on by the idea of sharing me all along? The idea of me being so turned on I can't take it, dick drunk and lost in lust? Completely insatiable?"

I nodded. Kayla was in my dream state - hot and horny, demanding pleasure and being happy to trade it in return. This was what I had envisioned when I so often fantasized about sharing her. After a bit more kissing and grinding, she climbed on top of me, grinded her slit against my shaft a few times, lined it up for entry and paused. "Remember this," she said, as she sat onto it with her body weight and took me as deep as she could.

We rode each other slowly, flipping back and forth who was on top, while also alternating the topic of the dirty talk. Kayla would beg me for my big cock and tell me how hard I make her cum, saying no matter how many other ones she gets to play with, she'll still needed me to fuck her brains out. But then we'd switch positions and switch tones and she'd tell me how many guys were going to have their hands all over her. I begged her to get plenty of photo documentation, both X rated and non, so we could have an album to flip through of all the guys I was sharing her body with. She even said she would rate every guy that fucked her so she knew who the top performers were and could tell me all about them. In a moment of naughty creativity, she added that the ones who scored highest, higher than me, should be able to request all sorts of dirty things from her in the future.

Her devious grin returned as she told me, "Oh, and that album you have on your phone of your favorite dirty photos of me from our entire relationship? Where you store every new sext I send you? They get access to that. Forever."

I smiled. She knew how much I liked the idea of other guys having pictures of her and I loved that idea. After a moment though, I had another thought I wasn't sure I liked as much.

"Including the ones of you on our wedding night? And on our honeymoon? Taking a facial in your white lingerie?"

She leaned in and whispered her answer in my ear. "Especially those ones."

I nearly came in that moment. I didn't exactly know how to feel about that idea, but Kayla's act of power, telling me I may have to share those pictures too, was a massive turn on. I loved it when she took control and leaned into the games.

We went back to kissing, humping and dirty talk about this weekend. She told me how excited she was to fuck Shawn, and added that Shawn seemed to have fun with the hotwife setup, and had even asked what angles of pictures I'd like to see most. "He seems like a good choice for a first time," Kayla told me.

At some point, she slowed her grinding down, looked at me seriously and asked, "Would you rather cum now or wait until after watching Shawn come in here to make me an official hotwife?"

I thought about it and as much as I wanted to continue the raunchy sex with my wife, I realized I'd probably enjoy it more to watch them go at it if I hadn't already orgasmed. I told her that and she nodded in agreement.

"I think so, too. Save that load for after and you can fill me up with sloppy seconds," she said as she rolled off me and reached for her phone to summon him. I stopped her, leaned in for another intense kiss, and told her I would do it. I would ask someone else to have sex my wife.

She took a minute to freshen up, wash her face and reapply a tiny amount of makeup and quickly comb her hair. She threw on a tiny black thong and with a laugh, told me she wanted the experience of him stripping her down.

I put on shorts myself, grabbed the GoPro we brought for the trip and attached it to the corner of the bed area, then sat back down on the bed, picked up my phone.

I started a text group with him and Kayla on it and typed a simple message.

"She's ready and she's all yours."

I took a deep breath, showed it to Kayla who looked back at me nervously, nodded, and I hit send.

I moved to the back of the bed, leaned against the inner wall of the camper and pulled the sheet over me slightly. Kayla laid on the bed sideways with feet to the right, one knee on the bed and one in the air. Her legs were spread just enough to put her still wet pussy on display, even if now covered by a very small piece of cloth. She rested her head on her left hand and she ran her right hand down her body, lingering on her tits, stomach and clit. "I can't believe this is happening," she whispered.

No sooner than she did that than the door opened and Shawn stepped in. He was shirtless, given that it was already hot outside, and wearing grey basketball shorts. As he entered, he surveyed the scene, giving me a quick glance, and then lingering his sights on the almost naked woman at the edge of the bed. It was obvious he liked what he saw from his smile.

He shut the door behind himself, then moved to Kayla, who has stood up and moved forward to him. They hugged hello, then started kissing. Shawn, who hadn't had the warmup my wife had, grinned at how aggressively sexual Kayla was from the jump. "Someone's turned on. Been waiting all morning for this?"

She nodded, dropped to her knees and yanked his shorts down. His cock sprung free, and although I'd seen it on the video, it was a new feeling seeing it live. It wasn't long, but the thickness seemed even bigger in person. Kayla looked back at me, then back at his dick, and opened her mouth to take it.

While she went to town on him, he broke the silence by talking to me. "You sure you're good with this?" he asked me.

"Yes. As long as you're good with me watching, I want this just as bad as she does. Maybe even more. Please make her an insatiable little slut for me." And then with a laugh, and a glance at Kayla bobbing up and down, I added, "I guess you already did that."

He leaned back and enjoyed her mouth a little longer, then pulled her up, spun her around and pushed her forward onto the bed. She landed, then pushed her ass up in the air with a little wiggle for us both to see. "I didn't come in here for a blowjob, I got that last night," he growled playfully, then yanked her thong down and gave a slap to one of her ass cheeks. I couldn't see, but from Kayla's reaction, I knew he had slid a finger inside her, causing her to throw her head back with a moan.

"Turn over. I want both of us to see your face when you become the slutwife of your husband's dreams."

He grabbed her again and spun her over to her back and flopped his dick onto the top of her crotch, over the top of her clit. I snapped a picture or two, and Kayla looked back and forth from me to Shawn.

He backed up, lining himself up with her hole and ran his fingers across her clit, sending her to another wave of moans before stopping. Now, he looked from her to me, and demanded that Kayla beg for it. "Tell me what you want. Tell your husband what you need. Ask him for permission to fuck me. Ask him to beg me to fuck you."

I knew Kayla normally hated the "beg for it" line of domination, which made it even hotter when it spilled out of her immediately in rapid fire stream of consciousness. She moaned in between sentences, a result of Shawn's fingers dancing across her clit and the feeling of his dick positioned right at her opening but not yet inside.

"Ohhh fuck. I need it. I need your dick, Shawn. Marcus, can I please fuck him?! Please, baby, ask him to fuck me. Tell him to fuck me hard. Ask him to give it to me...tell him how bad you want to see it, too."

She babbled on, and when Shawn looked at me, I felt like I had no choice but to join. I leaned in one more time, kissed my wife, ran my hand across her tits, then leaned back, looked at Shawn and begged him, "Please, fuck my wife. She needs someone to bring out her inner slut so badly. She's all yours to do whatever you want with. Rail her and make her scream!"

Shawn smiled and pushed his way into my wife. He did it slowly, taking his time easing into her and letting her feel his girth. Her string of moans and swear words told us both how big he felt inside her. She looked back at me and reached back to grab my hand. I held her hand as Shawn reached full length inside of her, then gave it a squeeze.

She moved her other hand to Shawn's, which had been grabbing at her hips to steady her as he began thrusting. She grabbed him and guided his hand to her tits and when he squeezed a massive handful, she rolled into another fit of moans. I snapped a few more pictures and lightly stroked myself through my shorts as I watched my wife get stretched to the max right in front of me. They alternated between hands roaming each other's bodies and Shawn bending forward to kissing her deeply while still thrusting.

Next, Shawn pulled out, slid onto the bed and pulled Kayla on top of him. She eagerly moved into position, sank onto him and started to ride. When the sensations got to be too intense and she involuntarily slowed down, he grabbed her hips and bounced her.

Within no time, Kayla announced she was close. She rolled her head back and made eye contact with me, and I stared back at her. She glanced down to Shawn again, then back to me and finally her eyes closed as she began the half scream, half moan "ahhhh" as her orgasm washed over her. Shawn kept pumping hard from below her, as Kayla clawed at his body, the sheets, the walls and the ceiling of the van, twisting her body, trying to hold on for dear life.

Any comedown was brief as Shawn continued his thrusts and my wife launched back into another round of orgasms. It only lasted a few minutes, but it felt like an eternity watching my wife, who only 7 years ago needed me to coach her into multiple orgasms, now was climaxing over and over again on a stranger's dick with almost no gap between peaks.

I was rock hard in my shorts watching the action, but stayed out of the way, wanting the two of them to have their experience. I snapped a few pictures and took a few video clips, but mostly just watched.

As Kayla came down from her 4th or 5th orgasm, Shawn announced he was ready to cum, too. He rolled her over onto her back again, pulled out started jerking his cock. Kayla pushed her tits together for him and he began unloading on her for the second time. There was no facial this time, but he did shoot across her tits, stomach, and a little bit dripping down across her pussy lips. Everyone, myself included, was silent, trying to catch their breath.

Kayla broke the silence.

"Holy shit." she said, breaking into a grin.

Both guys both broke into a smile as well, and then a small laugh.

"That was incredible. Both of you, get a few more pictures... Then Shawn, I need one deep kiss, then I need some time with my husband."

We did as she asked, me taking pictures from above her, while Shawn snapped a few of her full, spread body from right between her legs. Shawn leaned in and kissed her, told her how sexy she looked, then backed up to put his shorts back on. He looked at me, told me it was my turn, and added that I was a lucky guy before heading out.

Once the door closed behind him, I pounced on my wife. I kissed her deeply and professed my love for her. She told me the same in return, and then asked, "did you enjoy the show?"

I put her hand on my cock for my answer, and she giggled, reached inside my shorts and began stroking me. If I thought she might revert back to her normal, less dominant self after that, that idea was quickly dispelled.

"You always said you'd eat my pussy after I got fucked by someone else. I'm super sensitive, I need a very light tongue right now... Lick me gently and get me turned back on, then you can reclaim me with your big cock."

I nodded, grabbed her by the leg and spun her around on the bed aggressively, then dove in. Her pussy lips were wet and swollen, and I saw the small trail of jizz Shawn had left, but at this point, I didn't care. I had promised that I'd always make out with her and always eat her out, no matter how dirty and kinky she had just been, and now was my time to prove it. It was dirty and kinky, but it was exactly what I had asked for.

I licked her with an aggression to match my horniness, until she grabbed me by the hair and demanded I be gentle. I tried my best to lick slowly and gently and within a minute she was moaning again. I continued to tease her, careful not to let her cum but enough to make sure she was getting close to the edge and soon enough, she gasped out the magic words.

"You're always so good at teasing me with your tongue...but I need your dick now. Fuck me, reclaim me, make me yours again."

I didn't need a second invitation. I crawled up her body, kissed her and slid inside her. Between her wetness and the fact that she had just taken Shawn, I had no problem sliding inside. The dirty talk continued as she begged for me to be rough, to teach her a lesson, to make her moan my name not Shawn's, and finally to cum deep inside her.

I did everything I could to deliver, pinning her legs back, pounding inside her with all my force and roughly grabbing her tits and even sliding a hand up to her throat. When I told her that I loved her being a little slut but she needed to always remember that she's my little slut, she lost it. And as she screamed my name and told me she was mine, I lost it as well, emptying my load deep inside of her while still trying to finish a few last thrusts.

We stared at each other, inches from each other's face, panting and trying to catch our breath. "I love you," I told her, and she returned the statement. We kissed, cuddled and let the heat of the last few hours wash over us.

As we rolled apart on the bed, ready to start the cleanup process and get ready for the festival that had brought us here in the first place, Kayla leaned in for one more kiss and then whispered in my ear.

"This weekend's fun is just getting started. You wanted an insatiable little slut... Better hope you can handle one."

She wrapped a towel around her so she could head for the showers and I threw my shorts back on. We exited the camper van and the 4 guys sitting outside cheered. I guess camper vans don't muffle much sound...

I immediately felt embarrassed, but Kayla enjoyed it, blowing each of the boys kisses, and then walking to Shawn for a deep, real one.

She announced she was heading to the shower to clean the mess Shawn made off her, prompting more laughs and "ooohs", then started to walk away. Then, apparently needing one more move for a finale, she turned back to us and paused.

With all eyes on her, she dropped her towel so all the guys could see her naked body, giving the over-exaggerated "oops" face. Then she did a little spin and ran her hands over her body, stopped to squeeze her tits and lingered just long enough over her crotch to ensure everyone knew the deal. Then she bent over with her ass out towards us to pick the towel up, rewrapped herself and slowly walked away.

Jason broke the ice with all anyone could say.

"Holy shit."

I just nodded in agreement.