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Yes talk to me like that
I wouldnt have a problem with that
Yes please
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Getting My Wife a Big D
My wife and I had been watching porn together since we were dating. It was fun to fantasize about and I have to admit, watching it, especially naked, could be a lot of fun. Both of us had spent time pleasuring the other orally while the other was watching it.
Sometimes she would sit on my lap, slowly riding me while we watched together. Other times we'd manually stimulate the other, and every time, it led to sex afterwards. Sometimes it was wild, and kinky sex based upon what we had just watched.
That's how we got started with tying her up, and even use of toys while we were having sex. She liked the idea of having two guys, but was too shy to actually do it herself with two guys, even if I told her I was OK if she wanted to try something.
We started watching more videos with threesomes, and even hotwife style videos. I'm not sure who recommended it first, but we both seemed to pick them out recently.
Watching one while she sat on her lap, I started encouraging her, seeing how she would respond. "Would you like a guy that size?"
"Oh, you know there's no one that big in real life."
"But if there was, would you," I asked again, rubbing her tits and pinching her nipples while she slid up and down on my cock, while we watched the two people on the screen fuck.
"Would you want to be like that husband, watching me getting fucked by a big cock," she asked, leaning back, and kissing me.
"I'd do anything for you," I told her.
"Oh yes," she moaned. My dick was hitting the right spots inside of her as she leaned back.
"So you'd fuck a big dick like that."
"That's more than a dick, that's a fucking cock, and everyone would want to fuck it."
"Even you?"
"Even me," she said, moaning more as I moved my hands down her chest. I moved further south, and pressed against her clit as she ground her hips. She was close to cumming...
I played with her clit a little more until she was finally cumming for me. "Yes, oh yes," she said over and over.
"I know someone you can fuck," I whispered in her ear as she was cumming. "He really is that big, and I bet he'd love to fuck you. I know I do. Should I call him over?"
"Yes, oh fuck yes," my wife said, over and over again. "I want a big cock. Give me your fucking big cock."
I love how my innocent little wife can talk like a dirty sailor while she's getting fucked.
The thought of seeing my wife take an enormous cock excited me too, and I emptied myself into her pussy as I thought about what she'd say if she actually fucked him.
As we finished up, we went into the bathroom to clean up. I cleaned up a little faster than my wife, as soon I was standing behind her, rubbing her ass, and kissing her neck. I moved my hands forward and rubbed her pussy. I know she agreed in the heat of the moment, but I wanted to make sure.
"You're trying to get me started again, aren't you?"
"Well, I know you're always still horny afterward. So why not continue to play with you."
"But are you just going to tease, or are you going to do something about it?"
"Well, it might take a little time, so maybe I should invite someone over to help."
She turned and faced me, kissing me. "You're going to keep teasing me with that, huh?"
"I'm not playing. I think it would be hot to watch you with another guy, and I know just who you'd love. I know him from the gym, and seen him changing. The dude is hung like a horse."
"Like a horse, you say," she said, sounding a little interested. "And you're not going to get jealous?"
"I have only two requirements. One, I want to watch you. And two, you've got to come back to me."
"Well, I'd want to meet him first," my wife said, as I started to play with her tits again. "And for now, you've got me started, so now you've got to finish what you started."
I got down on my knees and licked her recently used pussy. I was the one who used it, but that was okay. I loved licking her pussy, and soon she was cumming on my tongue. As she did, my wife cried out, "OK. I'll fuck your friend. Oh, fuck, I'll fuck him for you," she said over and over.
I was glad I could be convinced so easily.
The next evening, I saw Jeff at the gym and asked if he would be interested, showing him a photo of my wife, just to see if he might need a little encouragement.
"You know, you're not the first husband who wanted me to do their wife," he said. "Are you sure she's interested? Are you sure you can handle it? I don’t want to be the reason anyone splits up."
"She asked me to talk to you. Of course, I had some help in convincing her, but she's ready. She just wants to meet you socially first."
We agreed to meet at a local bar down the street from the gym, and not far from our apartment on Thursday, with the agreement that if things went well, we'd all meet on Friday.
Thursday, I convinced my wife to wear something sexy. She was going to fuck this guy after all, and I wanted her to show off what she got, to make sure he was just as interested as I was. She went out wearing a short skirt and a semi-flashy low-cut blouse. Something she didn't wear very often since we got married. I convinced her to leave her bra at home, but she wouldn't go fully commando for me. Either way, I was sure that if my wife liked what she saw, she might transfer to me, and I could get lucky tonight, no matter what.
I had hoped to have time to watch a naughty hotwife video before we left for the bar, but we didn't have the time, so we went cold.
Jeff was already there and had gotten us a table. My wife and I slid into the other side of the booth from Jeff. We chatted casually as we all grabbed a beer and some wings. I could tell Jeff was happy with the opportunity, especially when he asked my wife to dance when someone put a song on the jukebox.
She agreed, and the two of them danced to a semi-fast song, and then the slow song that came on afterwards.
They held each other closely, and I could tell my wife was trying to figure out if he was as big as I had said he was. She looked over at me and smiled, clearly she liked what she felt, and that was with it still in his pants.
The two of them walked over to the table, where I was waiting with fresh beers. This time, my wife slid in beside Jeff. I watched as she snuggled up next to him, and I focused on her hand. Was she moving it… like she was giving him a hand job at the table? I didn’t want to say anything, but then she did.
“You were right. Jeff’s hung like a horse,” she said a little too loudly for my taste. Luckily, it was fairly noisy here. “I can barely wrap my fingers around his dick,” she said, smiling.
With her free hand, she downed her beer quickly and pulled him back out onto the dance floor. They moved off to a darker part of the bar, and I strained to watch them. They weren’t dancing anymore, but they were close, and I could tell that Jeff was reaching under her skirt and fingering my wife in public.
She never does things in public unless she’s really turned on, and that’s when I had my thought. Why should we wait until tomorrow?
I watched as my wife bit down on her lower lip and closed her eyes tightly. She was cumming on his fingers right here in front of everyone. If she weren’t biting her lip, everyone would know what was going on. Luckily, I don’t think anyone else was paying them any attention.
I paid our tab, so we’d be ready to go when they got back, which was just a minute later or so.
“So, does he pass the test?” I asked my wife.
She smiled at me. “Oh, yeah.”
“So, I was thinking. We don’t have to wait until tomorrow if you both want to head back to our place…”
“Really?” my wife asked, a little too excited, I thought.
“I’d be happy to, if you’re sure you're fine with it.”
“I wouldn’t have invited you if I wasn’t,” I replied.
We all got into our cars and headed back to our apartment. While we were all a little tipsy, we lived only a mile or so from the bar, so it wouldn’t be too hard to get there.
My wife wanted to drive with Jeff, but I wanted her with me. She pouted a little, but got in the car without a word.
“You must really like him… or it, I should say.”
“Oh, he’s going to feel amazing,” she said.
I reached over and put my hand under her skirt.
“Do you want to see how wet I am?”
“I know you’re wet. I saw him fingering you, I just want to finger you as well,” I said as I touched her pussy. “In fact, why don’t you lose your panties. You know you won’t be wearing them much longer anyway,” I said as we pulled into the parking lot for our apartment.
She moaned as we went over a speed bump, and I pushed in a little deeper than normal. As I did, she reached up and pulled her panties off, going full commando.
“You knew I’d end up like this. Didn’t you?”
“I was definitely hoping for it.”
I had her moaning, and she was close to cumming when I pulled my fingers out. I needed both hands to park in the tight space. This left my wife frustrated and wanting more. Something she will get in just a few minutes.
We walked up to our apartment with Jeff and entered. I wasn’t sure what was going to happen, and went to ask if anyone wanted something stronger to drink, but my wife had already leapt into Jeff’s arms and was kissing him while working on undoing his belt.
“She get’s like this sometimes,” I said. “I got her all excited in the car, and now she’s looking for some release.”
But instead of getting her what she wanted, I pulled her off Jeff. I swear I could hear her pout. But instead, I pulled her blouse off, and then undid the zipper on the side of her skirt. It easily fell to the ground, and Jeff was now looking at my naked wife.
As I was behind her, I reached around and cupped her breasts in front of him, playing with her nipples, causing her to moan. “She loves this.. And so much more. Honey, I think you need to loosen up a little for Jeff. Why don’t you sit on the sofa and play with yourself.”
“I want...”
I pinched her nipples, cutting her off. “Now,” I whispered in her ear.
She loves being told what to do when she’s super worked up like this.
I sat in the chair that was at 90 degrees to her, and Jeff just stood where he was, watching her sit on the sofa and spread her legs. She started with a couple of fingers, but soon was working four fingers in and out of her pussy. She wanted to make sure she was really ready.
She stared at me as she came for me… for us.
“I’m ready for him.”
“Oh, I know you are,” I said. “Care to lead him back to our bedroom?”
Jeff followed her, staring at her ass the whole way, which looked amazing in her heels, even though they were her shorter heels.
As he walked into the room, my wife turned and pounced on him again. She went right for his pants and pulled them down, working her way down herself so she could try to suck on his cock.
When it flopped out, it hit her in the face, and she laughed. “This thing is huge. I’m going to love fucking it.”
“Some girls are scared,” Jeff said.
“And I wanna ride it like a rollercoaster.”
She put her mouth to his cock and opened wide, but could barely get more than the head in her tiny mouth. At that moment I was glad, for the first time, that she couldn’t deep-throat me.
Jeff took off his shirt and was trying to step out of his pants, but my wife was in the way. He helped her up, and got out of his pants, then helped her onto the bed. At this point, they were both on autopilot and I couldn’t have stopped them if I wanted to, not that I wanted to.
I watched as my wife spread her legs for him, and he climbed in between them. I sat on a chair we have in the room and watched as my wife’s eyes went wide as he pushed into her for the first time.
“Ohhhh fuckkkk,” she moaned as he entered her.
He had experience with this, and went slow, even though they had worked her up more than enough. I guess when your dick is the size of one of those energy drinks; you need a little more and just being wet.
I watched as he pushed in, slowly at first, letting her get used to his size. Then he started moving faster and faster. She was cumming in no time as he reached places no man had reached on her before. I’m sure our neighbors heard, of course, it wasn’t the first time they heard my wife getting fucked - at least they usually don’t say anything, although I’ve gotten a few knowing looks in the mornings after from time to time. I wonder what types of looks I’ll be getting now.
I reached over and held my wife’s hand as she came on his cock a second time. This time she wrapped her legs around him as best she could, trying to hold him deep. Luckily, he put on a condom, as she wouldn’t let go even when he said he was about to cum.
Watching him arch his back to push deeper into her as she was orgasming was even better than I had imagined.
As they finished, she released Jeff, and he rolled off her, finally sitting up and looking at her naked and used body, just as I was.
“That was fun,” he said. “I don’t think I’ve ever had an audience before,” he continued.
“Well, it was amazing to watch. I am so turned on right now,” I said, looking at my wife. “Think you can handle some more?”
“More,” she moaned at me as I stripped off my clothes.
Jeff moved to the side and watched as I put my wife’s legs up over my shoulders to get extra deep on her. I fucked her hard and fast. I could tell she was looser already having been opened up by Jeff, but I didn’t care. She still felt great, and she orgasmed for me once again. This time, it was my turn to cum, and I emptied myself into her waiting pussy.
Jeff was still naked, and watching my wife as I climbed off her, my cum leaking out of her.
“Oh, that felt so good,” my wife said. “I could go for that anytime.”
“Well, we talked about meeting up tomorrow… we still could,” Jeff offered. Clearly, he enjoyed my wife.
“Or you could spend the night?”
“I don’t know if I could handle the two of you for a few more rounds,” my wife said. “I need to recover.”
I laughed a little, as did Jeff.
“Then maybe we could try your fantasy of a threesome,” I suggested.
My wife just smiled at that.
I threw on some clothes, as did Jeff, and walked him to the door.
“When you told me she was wild, I didn’t think she would be that wild,” he said.
“I hope that’s not a problem.”
“Hell no. I love it, and I’ll definitely be seeing you tomorrow. We’ll figure out then if she wants us to tag team her, or take her on at the same time.”
“As long as it’s multiple times, I’m good with it,” I said, before closing the door… yeah, the neighbors will definitely hear us tomorrow.
You caught me, now what are you going to do😈
I want my husband’s dick so bad after another man cum’s in me!
Blindfolded with How Many
I wasn't so sure about it at first. My husband stripped me naked and blindfolded me. I knew that often meant I was going to get to experiment with another guy, and never knew who it was.
There was something about being ignorant as to who I was with that was both exciting and scary. And when my husband blindfolded me, he whispered in my ear, "are you ready for something new?"
I nodded in anticipation and fear. I was, and I wasn't. It was scary... why? Yet, at the same time, I was wet with anticipation, and all that had been done to be was to strip me naked.
My husband guided me to the bed and helped me lie down. I instinctively spread my legs as I felt someone climb onto the bed.
I felt a bit of an electric shock run through my body as they kissed my thigh and then started to leave a trail of kisses up my thigh and toward my pussy. My pussy tingled as my lover teased it.
It excited me to know that my husband was watching. He always watched from the chair in the corner. Listening to me. Watching me. Desiring me and what I needed.
I felt someone close. My husband usually kept his distance. I wondered if he just wanted a different view. A better view, maybe?
I felt warm breath on my breasts. And then, a mouth that latched onto a nipple. It sucked on my tit as my lover licked my pussy. The two of them sent a shiver down my spine as i let out a little gasp. I had never expected that.
"Oh, honey," I cooed to my husband.
I felt the bed shift again. This time, from near my head. A hand reached out and pushed my hair away from my face. My husband's voice in my ear whispered, "Yes, my dear?"
"Oh, yes," I said breathlessly. "Wait. What?!"
I realized my husband could not be whispering in my ear if he was sucking on my tit. I had not one, but two men working to please my body.
"What... what..." I wanted to ask what was going on, but my body deceived me. It knew what was going on, and an orgasm flooded over me as I was receiving stimulation from multiple sources at once.
As my husband lovingly stroked my hair, two men were having their way with my body, with the sole goal of giving me pleasure in the most unladylike ways possible it seemed... or I would hope.
Often my husband would have my lovers finger me, or go down on me, until I orgasmed, then they could fuck me But what about two guys? How would that work? Did I really care?
I reached for one of the guys... I didn't care which. I wanted to feel them. But my husband held my hands back. He pushed them over my head and held me down.
I liked it when he held me down, but now with the two guys... I wanted to know who they were. I always wanted to know, but now... who will have seen me in such an intimate manner? Are they people I've played with before? What are they doing to do?
My husband and I have been watching a lot of threesome porn, know I know why. I know just how many variations on can use, but which will we use? Will we experiment with more than one way of connecting? Why hasn't my husband ever used me with another guy at part of a threesome?
I felt the two guys move, and now the second guy was going down on me, while the first guy offered me his dick to suck, which I gladly did.
Having my mouth full kept me from moaning too loud. And I was embarrassed by just how much I was enjoying what was going on.
More movement. Now another person was licking my pussy, and making me cum. My husband knew once I started cumming, the easier it was to make me cum. Orgasm begat orgasm, until I would just collapse from exhaustion, something he had done to me more than once... and I never minded. Was that the goal I wondered?
My body withered about as it had a mind of it's on. A pair of hands pinned my legs as a guy pushed into me. Another man was at my mouth offering me his cock, but it was hard for me to suck on it, as I wan enjoying getting fucked a bit too much.
"Maybe we should move to the next position," I heard my husband suggest.
The guy pulled out of me and laid himself down. I was helped onto his lap and laid back.
"Would you like to meet your fuckers?" my husband asked me.
"Yes! No! I don't care, just fuck me."
Someone held the guy's cock underneath me, and then another person helped lower myself upon it. I was facing him, and his cock felt so good in my pussy.
Someone pushed me forward, till my tits were against his bare chest.
Then I felt someone lining up with my ass. I was about to get DP'd, one of my deepest fantasies. I hadn't told my husband about it, although he might have guess from watching me with the videos we'd been watching.
I screamed out in pleasure as the two men fucked me right there, filling my holes, and my fantasies. It was everything I had wanted for even years before I met my kinky husband and when he started to share me.
I was cumming, as I felt another bare cock slapping my mouth. My mouth tried to open, but it was hard to grab onto it when your cumming so hard.
Who was this third man? How many did my husband invite into our bed to fuck me? Would he treat me the same after he saw me being such a slut? I\KIt's so much different from being with a single man,isn't it?
I... I... I didn't care. It felt so good to have se many men working to please me.
"Do you want to see who's with you?" my husband asked as my orgasm finally faded.
"Noooo," I whispered, feeling another orgasm coming on. I wanted to enjoy this night, and not have to think about how I'd react if I saw them later... I'd rather wonder the whole time, and think about each and every one of them.
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i grew up in the suburbs near the eastern coast of texas. me and my friends all had rich families and we grew up in big houses and we were always bored out of our minds.
i went to a private school. we wore polo shirts and skirts every single day, and so the only real shot we had at personal expression was wearing the sluttiest panties possible all the time. i was a brightly-colored thong girl. my friend annie wore what could politely be called dental floss until one day her brother checked her panty drawer and told her mom and then annie had to wear normal bikini briefs for the rest of high school. our friend eva who had the soul of an artist would embroider things into her panties -- first innocuous stuff like "monday" and "tuesday" but then later messages like, "young dumb and full of cum" and "if you're seeing this i consent" and "cum here daddy." one day in gym class our teacher saw eva wearing panties that said "put it in my ass" and asked her where she bought them. when eva said she'd made them herself, our gym teacher said, "that's cool as fuck."
our gym teacher was young, recently out of college, played volleyball in college, fucked up her knee and that derailed her olympic career. she was a pillhead. one time she asked me to guess which teacher had the biggest cock. i said "have you seen all of them?" and she said, "most of them." one time after class she got in the shower in front of us. we had stalls unlike the boy's locker room but she stripped naked outside of the stall. she had a bush which was honestly like the first one i'd really ever seen.
we were all shaved and our moms were all shaved. there was absolutely no suggestion you'd ever do anything but shave everything. the gym teacher was from boston so that's how we explained it to ourselves.
here's what our lives were like after school. we'd go linger in the parking lot and smoke until a boy would offer to take us for a drive. we traveled in packs of 2 at minimum, which we understood at a subconscious level until, when i was senior, this sophomore girl kelly got in a car with a senior boy alone and disappeared. they never found her body but he went to prison, her blood was all over his truck, a fact we all found inexplicably hot.
the boys would drive us around -- the suburbs if they just had a car, and off-road if they had a truck. the truck boys were more fun, the murderer maybe excepted. when we were sophomores and juniors, we would drive off with boys our age and inevitably end up at someone's house and get in the pool in our underwear. we all had bathing suits obviously, but after school in pools it was always our underwear, and if we liked the boys we would take our bras off. we'd cup our hands over our tits almost constantly, but they'd get glimpses. but when it was the younger boys, i.e. our age, it was clear that we were not going to put out for them. they had to wait until they were older. because really, everyone understood, we were there for their older brothers or their dads. when the older brother would show up -- maybe with a friend, hopefully -- the boys who drove us there would fuck off and we'd go into bedrooms and basements to get high with the older boys and fuck them. our hands came off of our boobs and our panties came off. most of these guys were out of school, in their early 20s, roughneck boys with hard jobs and big hands. 16 year old pussy was their reward for those jobs and this was an unspoken bedrock principle of our society. we'd get railed until about 6pm, and then we'd go gather our clothes and go home. i can't tell you how often i walked through a kitchen past a guy's mom in just my panties to go get the clothes i left on her back deck. she just smiled at me. she used to be me.
like i said, sometimes there wasn't an older boy around, there was just a dad. this was harder to pull off because no wife had a job. but maybe they were at a club or a charity meeting. since we traveled in groups of two and there was only one dad, we decided amongst ourselves who got to make the move, go walk into the den where he was watching TV and act confused about where we'd put our clothes and vamp until he pulled you into his lap. most of these guys were drunks and couldn't really get it up but we'd make it work. it just seemed like that was what you did. a lot of my friends had alcoholic dads and they knew their mom was frantically spitting on his dick and stroking it and begging for it to get hard too. it was like pretending to be an adult. we loved it.
i want to say that i never had an orgasm while having all this afternoon sex. not even close. we didn't expect it. orgasms were something you gave men during sex and gave yourself before you went to bed. most of us had moms who had already given us vibrators. it was our culture. our dads didn't make our moms cum either.
one time, this girl katie walked in on her mom and her mom's best friend 69ing on a couch. she accused her mom of being a dyke and her mom said of course not, this is just a fun way to cum and not have to expect your husband to go down on you. this idea spread through my friends like wildfire, and within a few days i was licking my first pussy--my friend gretchen. it was really fun, and she reciprocated, and that was even better. this escalated, and one day my dad walked into my room when i was 17 and found me and four other girls eating each other out in what i think is called a daisy chain.
we worshipped our dads. we were raised to. we were not explicitly religious. everyone was a republican so we pretended to be religious, but our dads were the gods of the house. i didn't know anyone with a dad who was violent, just a dad who was the natural leader. every girl knew naturally that your dad should not see you naked very often, but that it should happen sometimes, and in the other times you should be strategic in your approach. my friend jenny had big tits, and so she'd wear very tight shirts when interacting with her dad. annie, the one who'd gotten in trouble for exclusively wearing g-strings, walked around in white cotton panties when her dad was in the house.
and so when my dad walked in on me with annie's head between my legs and eva's head between her legs and so on, he lingered in the door grinning at us and then said we were busy and he'd talk to me later. i went to his study when were done, in a bra and panties, to explain. he told me it was fine, and it was even fine if i liked girls. i assured him i didn't, really. he said it was all fine and we all looked so beautiful and he said to tell him next time we were doing that so he could come watch. i think he was joking, but i am a good daughter, and so a week later when i had friends over, i went and got him and told him to come watch. that evening, i got my pussy licked by several of my friends while my dad sat in the corner of my room stroking his cock. we all kept looking and he'd smile at us. it was big and very thick. i'd seen a few in that size range but on dads who could barely get hard. my dad didn't have that problem. we let him see everything. at one point i was on my hands and knees naked, my pussy and ass pointed right at him. after a while, eva broke off and started sucking his cock. he held her head and emptied his balls into her mouth. she sat up drooling cum, and i had an orgasm. you might think this would have changed my relationship with my father, but actually things stayed exactly the same.
our moms were treated as objects, so we aspired to be objects. eva's dad dabbled in photography and had a fully nude portrait of his wife hanging in their guest room. eva told us he kept it there even when her parents stayed with them. we all thought this was incredibly hot. when eva turned 18, she asked her dad to take her portrait. she circulated the resulting nude photo all over the school.
one day annie found a DVD with a video of her parents having sex on it. we all watched it. first her mother stripped nude and touched herself while he filmed her. then they fucked in a few positions. he had a very long cock and we couldn't believe how deep inside of her it went, over and over. when he pulled out he put her on the floor and she knelt there while he held her hair and jerked off onto her face. we watched that part over and over touching ourselves, even annie. then we went and got annie's brother and we showed him. when he got hard watching his mom fuck, we pulled his cock out of his pants. it was long just like his dad. all three of us stroked it, me, katie, and annie. we put annie on the floor and we jerked him off onto her face, although most of his cum got on her shirt. he went to annie's room later that night and told her she was an evil succubus and she said "that's true, i am." one day annie's dad discovered she had the DVD in her room. he was mad at her until she told him that she and her friends liked to watch it and masturbate. then he made her a copy, and started giving her other DVDs of them going at it. one day we were over there and we were watching the latest one, a video of him fucking her up the ass, and he came in and looked at us, hands in our panties, pointed at me, took me by the hand across the hall from annie's room, and fucked me from behind against the sink with the door open. annie and eva watched, touching themselves. everybody had an orgasm around the same time except for me.
our moms were all drug addicts. opioid abuse was rampant. eva's mom was the first one to overdose and die, the spring of our senior year, just before i turned 18. her mom had only been 38, young and beautiful. it was tragic but we romanticized the fuck out of it. two more moms from the school died in the same month. bad batch of pills.
eva dropped out of school. she was the woman of the house now, taking care of the household, her dad and little brother, under the watchful eye of her mom's nude portrait. she cooked, she cleaned, she started wearing her mom's clothes. we would go over to her place still and hang out with her but there was this divide now. she was a woman and we were still aimless girls. she told us she slept in her dad's bed now, often wearing her mom's lacy lingerie. she told us her dad slept naked. we told her she needed to do something, she needed to seize her role as the true woman of the house.
that night she grabbed his cock before bed, and he let her stroke it until he was close to blowing his load and he told her don't let me make a mess on these sheets. so she took him in her mouth and swallowed every drop. the next night she started earlier with her mouth. she gave him head every night for a month until he got sick of it and grabbed her and put her on her stomach and fucked her from behind. he put a pillow over her head while he drilled her and called her her mom's name when he came on her ass. her mom's wedding ring was on the nightstand and she started putting it on before bed, and when he finally noticed he stopped putting the pillow over her head and let her get on top. he kept calling her by her mother's name.
she did this for a year, and then her father started dating and so did she. eva was married and pregnant by 20. she's a part time art teacher at the high school. i asked her if the girls are as bad as we were and she said "they're worse."
Husband's surprise visitors
My husband had been in a cheeky, mischievous mood; he couldn't keep his hands off me, or his cock out of me, all week. When I asked if he was going to set something up - finding a new lover for me - he'd only respond with "I'll try."
Saturday we had plans to take the kids to a park, one in another town where our first family house had been. Before I could get up, my husband laid on top of me and gave me a passionate kiss. I figured we were about to have some morning sex - and I was ready for it - but he stopped.
"You need to stay home today," he whispered.
"What? Why?" I said, confused, both at the statement and the cessation of foreplay.
"Because you have guests to entertain."
He proceeded to tell me that the "cuckqueen" and her husband were coming to our house. This was a couple we'd met with a little over a year ago: she likes to watch her husband have sex with other, married women. And she's watched me with her husband on 3 occasions now. Always at their home.
I was nervous. One, my husband would be away, with the kids. We rarely played alone, though I'd been away with this couple twice. Two, we never played at home, except with my husband's best friend and his wife. Our house was kind of a "safe place" in this lifestyle.
But, as he discussed the surprise, he continued to rub my very wet crotch, slowly and deliberately. It was a good way to leave me open to suggestion. I was so turned on I would've let a football team in the house to bang me.
We got up, dressed the kids, and I saw my family off around 11. I ran upstairs to get ready - I wanted to dress in something sexy since I didn't have to leave home - so I put on my favorite lacey black lingerie, pantiehose, and a garter belt. I did my best to prepare the bedroom when the bell rang.
I let them in, trying my best to hide my near-naked body behind the door, praying no neighbor was walking past. And it was chilly out: the cool air made my nipples rub hard against my outfit.
"What a pleasant surprise," I said to both, but had embraced the husband. His cold hands were on my back, pulling me in for a kiss. I took their jackets then brought the couple into our house. I showed them around, giving them a mini-tour of our place. It was fun, as I walked them around: them fully dressed, and me looking like I was prepared for a porno shoot.
I took them upstairs, to our bedroom. "This is where all the fun happens," I said, sitting on the side of my marital bed. The wife took a seat on our loveseat, her eyes fixed on her husband, slowly advancing to me.
"I've missed you," he said, putting his hand to the back of my neck. He pulled me into a deep, very wet kiss. My pussy had been on overdrive since my husband had teased it this morning, now I could feel I was likely soaking through my lingerie. I was going to have a hard time not wanting to jump him immediately.
During the embrace, I managed to undo his jeans, and pull them and his briefs down to release his cock. "And I missed you," I said to the piece of flesh stuck in my face. I sucked it - loudly - into my mouth. I knew the noises drove his wife wild. I looked over at her, sitting expressionless about 8 feet away. I smiled at her… well, "smiled" as much as I could with her husband's cock in my mouth. She gave a half-smile back, staring as I pleased her partner.
He took the rest of his clothing off, and put me on my bed. He pulled my panties to the side. "God, you're wet," he said.
"I've been soaking for hours thinking of you," I said, and meant it. Then I gasped, as his tongue flicked from bottom to top of my labia. I needed it touched, it had been months since I had had a lover. The fact it was in my own bed with a spectator watching made it hard not to have a mini-orgasm as he started his ministrations..
As I lay there, being pleasured on my bed, I looked over to his wife. Her eyes were fixed on her husband between my thighs. She looked up to me, our eyes meeting just as her husband stuck 2 fingers up into my pussy. I moaned and my eyes opened, but I didn't break eye contact.
He moved up my body, kissing me, his face still drenched with my pussy juices. I embraced the lewdness of it, covering my own face with my own secretions. We broke contact, and he started teasing my entrance with his penis tip. I smiled with each flick, and stared at him as he slowly pushed in. I wanted him to see my pleasure, to witness what his cock was doing to another woman.
We fucked slowly, as old lovers would, his slow thrusts felt good, as did the weight of his body on top of me. This slow fuck went on forever, to the point I had forgotten all about his wife, somewhere down towards the foot of the bed, likely watching her husband's ass clench as his cock pushed open my pussy, seeing our combined mess leak down over my asshole.
I came, pulling him down to me, and my convulsions made me push up into him, wanting his cock as deep as possible. He stopped, trying his best to hold off from cumming himself.
He pulled out to get more control, not wanting to cum quite yet. I moved around him, getting on my hands and knees… with my face pointed directly at his sitting wife. As he got up to me, and prepare his dick for rear entry, I watched her every facial expression. Joy, jealousy, fear, surprise, and excitement all seemed to combine into her silent, watchful gaze. The first few thrusts had me lost for a second, but I regained my desire to watch her watch me get pleased by her husband. "Thank you," I said to her, "thank you for letting me borrow your husband."
Her breath was slow and hard. So when her husband came, filling my pussy, I came too. He collapsed onto me, his sweaty body covering mine and holding my shuddering body down.
After a while to cool off, I told her I wanted a glass of water, because her husband had exhausted me so much. She went down to my kitchen, leaving her husband to hold me in my bed. By the time she returned, I was laying slightly on top of him, kissing him as I worked his cock into a renewed erection.
"Here, hold this," I said to her as I reached for the water glass, asking her to place her hands on her husband's erection. She had to get up on my bed, which had been soaked in sweat, semen, and my pussy juices. Husband and wife smiled at one another as her hand stroked his prick. I got back on the bed, holding his balls as she kept her hand on his cock. As she removed her hand, I took it, licking her fingers slightly.
She attempted to hop off the bed. "No, please, stay. Keep your husband company," I said, as I prepared to mount him. She scooted up to lie beside her husband, who was having a hard time switching between the gaze of his wife and me, as I slowly began to ride him. I bounced more and more, feeling him impale me on each downward push. Somehow, the way he was angled, the hardness of it, or just the view of a couple having this kinky fling sent me into orgasms twice.
As I was coming off my second climax he grabbed hold of his wife, and there heads touched. She gave him a slight kiss and smiled as he lost all control, shooting his load up into me.
My legs were cramped, I had been riding so long, and I fell off of him to the other side, my pussy just a complete, ruined mess.
We laid on my marital bed together for nearly an hour, husband and wife kissing as we talked. He and I were naked, she was fully clothed.
When it came time to leave, I asked if I could be a bad guest and stay in bed. I told them I wanted to stay like this for my husband to find.
Less than an hour later, he did…
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