Wife on a Plane

Wife on a Plane

The flight from LA to Chicago took a little over four hours so Erin was going to be bored with nothing to do. It was a night flight and most people slept on those types of flights. She couldn’t sleep on planes but her husband James had no problem sleeping anywhere or at any time. As she stood in line to board men were staring at her as they passed those that were still seated. This was nothing new for Erin was strikingly beautiful. She stood five foot nine and had shoulder length blond hair which she tied in a pony tail. Her eyes were liquid blue and if she stared at a man it would drive him crazy with desire for her. Her body was to die for. She was tall and slim and had kept herself in shape for her 35 years and two kids. She worked out daily and her stomach was a rippled and her muscles toned. Her breasts were not big but perfectly shaped to her total body package. The best feature about her breasts besides their firmness and her perfect nipples. They were about the size of a half dollar coin but they stood out a half an inch. She could cum from just having them pulled and sucked the right way. The last portion of her but certainly not the least was her ass. It was round and taught from her careful attention at the gym. As she stood there slowly moving forward in the line she enjoyed the eyes of men roving over her body. She was proud of the fact that she had kept herself after giving birth to two children.

How she dressed brought a lot of the looks there was no doubt.

She was wearing a red pull over top of a stretchy material that clung to her body like a glove. Her dress was a black mini skirt that was ruffled and loosed but tight round the top of her hips. The red top did not reach her mini skirt so a couple of inches of her belly was showing. She was perfectly tanned and the skin that showed was a lovely brown. She was wearing short boots with four inch heels that only made her look taller. She had tried to dress as comfortable as she could because of the long flight.

The line inched forward until they finally reached the older woman taking the boarding passes from the passengers.

“Enjoy your flight.” She said as she took their boarding passes.

“Thank you but flying is not something I enjoy.” Erin replied with a small smile.

“Well, maybe this flight will be different.” The older woman said

Little did they both know how different this flight would be.

They made their way to their seats. They were in row 24 and her husband had the aisle seat while she had the middle one. She looked at the third seat against the window and hoped it would remain empty as they sat down. People slowly moved down the aisle and as they filed by she sighed with relief with each one that passed their row.

“Ladies and gentlemen, this will be a completely full flight. Please bring any bogs you cannot fit into the over head compartment forward and we will check them through for you. We are sorry for any inconvenience.” The flight attendant said over the intercom

“Oh great!” Erin said

“It’ll be ok sweetness, you will be beside me all the way. Who knows, someone interesting may sit beside you?” James said trying to console her.

“Whatever.” She grimaced to him

People finally stopped getting on the plane and it looked as if they would be the only ones with an empty seat. Good, she thought, I can stretch out at least. Just as she thought it there was one more man who entered the plane. He made his way down the aisle and stopped at their row.

“I believe I am the window seat.” He said with a smile.

He was a very good looking man in his mid forties with a great smile. His hair was receding in the front and was short cropped. She liked the fact that he was not trying to hide his hair loss with a comb over but simply cut it short. It made him look stronger and more masculine to her for some reason. He had piercing blue eyes that stared right through her. Erin smiled back as she and her husband stepped out of their seats to let him into the window seat. Erin noticed his body as he moved beside her and she was impressed at how in shape he was. His arms were bulging beneath the pullover shirt which hugged his body. He was broad shouldered and flat stomached. As hard as she worked to keep her body as it was she could appreciate someone else who worked to do the same. Her husband had long since stopped worrying about such things.

They moved back in as he took his seat.

“Let the games begin.” He said as he looked over at Erin with those incredible eyes.

“Flying is no fun for me.” She said smiling back.

“Who knows, this flight could prove to be a whole new dimension of flying for you?” He said with a smirk

“I doubt it.” She said

“My name is Drake.” He put out his hand.

“Erin and this is my husband James.” As they shook hands with him.

His hand engulfed Erin’s and she felt like a little girl being held by a giant. She thought he held onto her hand a little too long and looked over at her husband but he was busy looking out the opposite window. She finally pulled her hand back nervously and reached for the magazine in the seat back holder. She aimlessly paged through it no looking at anything but trying to make herself seem busy.

“Would you like a blanket and pillow?” The stewardess was asking as she passed by with her arms full of them.

“Yes please.” Erin reached out and took them

“Me too.” Drake said

Erin handed him a pillow and a blanket. He thanked her and began to cover up with it as the plane backed away from the gate. She bent over to take off her short boots and as she did her top slid up her back and her dress pulled down enough for Drake to see the top of her panties. He noticed her tanned skin and that she was wearing a thong.

“Nice.” He said out loud as she finished and sat back up and saw him smiling at her.

“What’s nice?” She said oblivious to what had just happened.

“That I got a seat next to someone as lovely as you.” He said smoothly

She giggled and blushed a little at the compliment.

“We will turning the cabin lights off during the flight. If you wish to read you may use the overhead light located above you.” The voice said over the intercom. The plane went into darkness and a few lights were turned on here and there through the plane by passengers.

She pulled the blanket up as the plane made its way down the runway and into the air. She gasped as it left the ground.

“You ok?” Drake asked her

“Yeah, just hate to fly.” She pulled blanket up closer to her chin.

He leaned over close to her and whispered, “Well, if you get scared you just grab onto to me.”

He was so close his breath was hot against her ear. She smelled his cologne and it was heady. She loved a man who smelled good. She took a deep breath and glanced over at her husband but his head was already lolling to the side as he slipped off into sleep. Drake chuckled and leaned back into his seat again. He was going to have some of this sweet thing before this flight was through he decided. Her husband was not even aware of what kind of woman he had and Drake was going to show her what she was missing out on.

Erin tried to sleep but she couldn’t. She laid her seat all the way back as she dozed a little and was dreaming of a cabin of warmth in the cold mountains of Colorado. She could almost feel the crackling of the wood fire and the warmth of it moving up her leg.

Up her leg? She started as she realized there was a hand on her leg under her blanket. She wrinkled her brow at the thought of her husband getting frisky on a plane. He never did that kind of thing so she was surprised but not in a bad way. She had often dreamed of him becoming more adventurous in their sex life. She opened her legs slightly as she felt his hand move higher. What a naughty boy she thought, as the hand made its way to the top of her thigh and touched against the front of her panties. In her dozing state of mind it was only then that she realized the hand was not on her right leg but on her left! Her husband was on her right and Drake was on her left! She clamped her legs shut hard against the hand that was between them. This only made the fingers press harder against her panty covered pussy. She glanced over at her husband trying to get his attention but his mouth was open as he snored in oblivion. She looked quickly over at Drake and he was feigning sleep but that hand between her legs was very awake. She tried to move it with her hand and opened her legs as she pushed it away from her. Unfortunately he was much stronger than she was and this only helped him gain access to her better. His strong fingers rubbed against the front of her pussy and she felt herself responding to the manipulations. She squirmed down into her seat trying to escape the fingers but this only moved her against them more. With her seat laid back she could not move away from them so she clamped her legs shut again. When she did this it brought the fingers up tight against her pussy again. All of this movement got her pussy wet and she panicked as she realized her body was responding. Her hand still gripped the wrist that was lodged between her thighs in a vain attempt to stay off the attack.

She turned her head toward Drake and gasped, “Please.”

He turned his head toward her until they were face to face and she could feel his breath.

“You don’t have to beg baby.” He said as he smiled and his finger slipped past her small covering of panty and into her wetness.

She let out a small gasp as she felt the finger enter her wet pussy. He wiggled it back and forth slowly and sensually as she tried to push the hand out again. She opened her legs again a little and the finger slid deeper into her wet pussy.

Her body was responding and she was losing the battle. The more she tried to fight it the more that slow moving finger made her lose. His thumb found her clit and began to rub in small circles. She moaned and Drake smiled as he watched her face that was so close to him. Her body slipped deeper into lust as she began to respond and her legs opened to him more. She realized her hand was not pushing against his anymore but now was simply gripping his wrist.

His manipulations were masterful. She had been fingered by several men in her life but none who knew where and when to touch like this man. Her husband was always so rough and hard and never did it for her but for his pleasure. This man was out for one thing and one thing alone — her pleasure.

“Oh God!” She said out loud as she felt a ripple of pleasure course through her.

“You better cover you mouth with something. It is only going to get better.” He said softly

She pulled the blanket up into her mouth and bit down hard into it as he rubbed across her clit again. She was in total abandon now. Her legs were spread wide and her hand which hand been simply holding his wrist was now pushing it harder into her sopping wet pussy. His finger was all the way inside of her how and she fully realized how big his hands and finger really were. It pushed up against her G spot and rubbed it slowly back and forth and then in a slow circle. She moaned into the blanket and felt her orgasm building closer. She was ready to cum and pulled the blanket out of her mouth.

“Oh fuck yes! Make me cum!” She said in heated breath

“Not yet baby. I want this to be good.”

She groaned as she realized he was going to stretch this out and make her suffer. This was not going to be some wham bam thank you ma’am encounter. He was on a mission to rattle her life.

His other hand slipped behind her head and pulled her mouth into his. She readily opened her lips to him as his tongued snaked into her mouth. She was so hot she would have done anything he asked at that point. She had never been so horny and so ready to cum in her life. She moaned into his mouth as he brought her to edge again and just before she reached her orgasm he stopped and pulled his hand back. She quickly grabbed it and pushed it back to her pussy.

He pulled his mouth away from hers.

“Oh you are a horny little slut aren’t you? If I can do this with my finger imagine what I could do with my cock inside of you?” He chuckled at her frustration.

He kept this onslaught of her pussy up for over thirty minutes bringing her to the edge of orgasm and then denying her release. She was constantly trembling as her body was out of control. The blood in her head and pussy was pounding so loud she was sure everyone on the plane could hear it.

“Please, please, oh fuck, please make me cum! I can’t take it anymore!” She pleaded as her mouth crushed against his.

“Ok baby, you better cover your mouth good because here you go.”

It was more that she could imagine. His thumb grazed against her clit in a rapid circling motion as his finger plunged into her pussy and found her G spot and in quick rubbing motions drove her into orgasm. She started cumming on his hand and it was the hardest orgasm of her life. She was screaming into the blanket and her eyes rolled back into her head as she nearly passed out from the release of her orgasm. Her pussy was gripping his fast moving finger and thumb and her legs clamped down on his hand. She just kept cumming and thought she would pass out before it stopped. When she finally started coming down from it his finger and thumb slowed and softly rubbed her as she began to catch her breath.

Just as she thought it was over his thumb pressed down hard against her clit ad he drove his finger deep as he could inside of her. She immediately came again as hard as the first time. She was making guttural noises into the blanket so loud she knew everyone could hear her. He pistoned his finger into her again and again as she found herself having multiple orgasms. She was out of control. This man owned her and she could do nothing but allow him whatever he wanted. When he finally stopped she was spent and limp in her seat. She felt him move the arm rest that was between them and then his hand gripped her behind the head and pulled her head toward his lap. She was so overcome by her orgasm she did not resist and when she saw him pull back his blanket she realized his pants had been opened and his cock was standing at full erection. He grabbed her pony tail and guided her mouth to his cock head. He held it to her mouth with his left hand and she obediently opened her mouth as he pushed her head down under his blanket.

She took the head into her hot mouth and tasted the precum that had gathered to the tip. She swirled her tongue around the head tasting the tangy juice. He moaned as he pushed her mouth deeper onto his cock. She opened her mouth wide and swallowed as it hit the back of her throat to allow his long cock access. She wanted to swallow this mans cock and make him cum as she had. She pushed her mouth down until it entered her throat and she felt his pubic hairs tickle her nose. She held him there for as long as she could and pulled it back out of her mouth to hold the head tightly as she took another deep breath.

She continued deep throating him for at least fifteen minutes. Down until his cock entered his throat and held him deep while he moaned. Sliding her mouth slowly up until she would swirl her tongue around the head and then begin her slow deep decent back down his long hard cock. She was all the way down on him when she felt his cock head swell and his balls in her hand draw up tight and she knew he was going to cum. She pulled her mouth off his cock quickly and gripped the shaft at the bottom tight so as to keep him from cumming.

“What the fuck?” He groaned as he pulled the blanket back to ask her why she had stopped

“How does it feel not being able to cum when you want too?” She whispered as she let her tongue swirl around the head of his cock and looked up at him smiling

He chuckled and pulled the blanket back over her head as she took him deep down her throat again. This time when his cock swelled she kept it deep in her throat as she felt him jerk in orgasm. She felt the hot lava of cum explode into the back of her throat and swallowed the first shot. She pulled her head back until she was just holding his cock head in her mouth and she stroked his shaft slowly as he sot again. He cum was thick and hot in her mouth and she would swallow with every shot from his pulsing member. One, Two, Three…Seven, eight, nine…Finally his last shot came on the tenth time. She could not believe how much he came and how long it took. She did not pull her mouth off of his cock until she was sure no more cum was in it. When she finally did she sat up in her seat and licked her lips.

“Now that’s what I call cumming.”

“Funny, that’s what I call it too.” He said as he rolled her to her side and sliding in behind her as if to spoon her, he raised her upper and tossing it over his leg, drove his huge cock in her spasming cunt.

He rolled her upper body against his and began playing with her firm sweat covered tits. And Erin covered her mouth again with the blanket to keep her screams low.

Driving forward Drake was instantly balls deep in Erin’s pussy. Holding firmly onto her hips he pumped her deep, fast and hard.

Erin was screaming into the blanket as she came again and again.

He had her so tightly wound that as one orgasm subsided another one quickly began to build. He slapped her tight ass and when he shoved first one and then a second finger up her ass, she let out a growl; “Oh fuck Drake, no, no more I can’t take any more, oh fuck I’m there again, please, please Drake, cum with me, please shoot your cum deep inside my pussy!”

When Drake heard this and saw her turn that gorgeous face towards his, he lost it! He screwed her deeper and faster and before she could react he started cumming and cumming and cumming. Her entire vagina was dripping from inside and outside with his hot creamy cum. He pulled out his cock. His man juice mingled with her woman juices dripped into her ass and she scooped up whatever she could off of her pussy and vagina and licked her fingers clean of his cum.

She quickly looked over at her husband but she need not have worried. He was fast asleep and in another world. She straighten her mini skirt beneath her blanket and turned to face this man who had taken her to a new place in her sex life. He kissed her deeply and she felt so tired all of a sudden. She let her eyes close as he settled back into his seat and the next thing she knew she was being awakened by her husband as the plane was landing.

“Wake up sleepy head, we’re here!” He said smiling down at her, “What made you relax so much that you finally went to sleep on a plane?”

“Oh, I had a little help from Drake here and the rest was easy.” She said slyly

“Thanks a lot man, she has never slept on a plane before this.” James leaned across to shake his hand.

“Trust me, it was my pleasure completely.” Drake said chuckling as he shook James’ hand.

They pulled into the gate and the seat belt sign was turned off. James stood in the aisle looking at the forward cabin. Drake pressed something into Erin’s while James looked away. She glanced down and saw it was a business card. She turned it over and there was small note.

Call me and I will finish this the right way. His cell number was underneath the note. She shivered as she thought about finishing what had been done to her a few minutes before. If she had cum as hard as she did with his finger what would he do to her with his big cock? She couldn’t wait to find out. She turned and looked him in the eyes.

“I will.” She simply stated and got up and followed her unsuspecting husband out of the plane.

When they were waiting for their luggage Drake got his first and came by her on his way out.

“I can’t wait.” He said and winked at Erin

“What did he mean by that?” Her husband asked as he walked away.

“I guess he is anxious to get home.” She said glibly

“Oh, well I can’t wait either.” He said as he picked up one of their bags, Are you cold, honey?”

“No.” Erin said looking at him strangely

“Then why are you shaking?” He asked.

While The Wife’s Away

While The Wife’s Away

Don’t get me wrong. I don’t want you to read this thinking I go cheating on my husband every time his back’s turned. What happened between Phil and I last month was the first time I’d been with a man other than Kyle since we’d been married five years ago. It’s not – as you’re thinking – that Kyle is a bad lover. He’s great in bed. He pleases me whenever I want pleased, and it makes me want to do the same for him.

So why sleep with another guy? It’s like that stupid shampoo commercial says, “She’s got the urge!” Plain and simple. Sometimes, when you’ve been with the same person for a few years, you suddenly start to realize that the world is still full of people you find attractive. It didn’t really end when you found The One. One day, some cute guy sitting across from you on the subway smiles appreciatively, and you feel blood in your cheeks – that’s when it hits you. So you go on being flattered and being demure, then you find that you’re the one sitting across from a cute guy on the subway smiling appreciatively. It happens. And it doesn’t mean you suddenly don’t love the guy you married, or that you don’t find him attractive. It just means that your body is saying, “Hey! Welcome back!”

Well, there’s that. To say, in all your married life, you’ve never looked twice at anybody else, makes you a liar or a saint. Unless the Catholic Church arrives on your doorstep to canonize you one day, you’re probably the former. I’m neither. I’m always seeing guys I think are cute, and girls I think are hot, but that’s pretty much the extent of it. It’s not like I was on the prowl. Like I said, I’m happily married, good sex life, all of that stuff. What happened with Phil was one of those crazy everything-came-together-at-the-same-time moments. It was the booze; Vegas in September; good company; opportunity; big, empty hotel room. You know. D – all of the above.

I was there for the annual sales meeting. It was the third time in as many years I’d been there, and I always had a great time. The first year, Kyle moped around the house, pouting like a baby when I told him, and basically didn’t talk to me for a couple of days until I found out he was jealous of other guys hitting on me. I had to call him every night of my stay. He’s not like that by nature, and by the time the next trip came along he was so much better about it. This past year he told me to have fun, and that was it. I guess I took his advice too literal. So, what happened?

It was the second night of the trip. It’s normally a two days three nights deal, so we were flying back around 7:30 that following night. I’d become friends with some people from a branch in New Jersey, and one of them was Phil. When he came by the table, I thought, Hmm, he’s a cutie! He wasn’t so tall, average, I guess, but he was lean, and he had a cute face. When he spoke, he was just the most charming guy at the table. I guessed he was about 28, so about five years younger than me.

As the night wore on, it was like the two of us monopolized the conversation. It turned out he liked some good movies, so we had something in common right there. We just talked and talked and talked, and it wasn’t long before I started putting out the signals – you know, touching my hair, widening my eyes when he spoke, all that stuff. I guess I didn’t realize I was doing it until he leaned in and said to me, “Look, this is probably going to be the last time I ever see you, but I have to ask: do you want to come up to my room?”

“Huh?” I asked. By then, it was only the two of us left. It was late, and I had maybe one beer too many. “What d’you mean?”

“You know,” he said. It was cute. He was all red in the face and nervous. “Sex.”

“I’m married!” I said. “That’s pretty bold.”

“So … d’you want to or not?”

Right away, I knew I was going to do it, but I had those sanity-questioning moments. What about Kyle? What did it mean about us if I jumped into the sack with some guy? What would Kyle do if he found out? Well, all those questions were brushed aside. I smiled at Phil and I said, “Look, this doesn’t mean anything, right? When we go back tomorrow you won’t try and get in touch with me or anything?”

“No! No, it’s just, you know, sex.”

“Fine, let’s go,” I said. Phil stood and we walked to the elevator. While we waited, he hardly talked at all, just a few clumsy smiles in my direction. When we got into the elevator it was pretty much the same. There were a couple already in there. I got the feeling he maybe wasn’t into it – like he had just asked me to see if he could shock me. Suddenly, I wasn’t so into the idea too.

We got out at his floor and walked down the hall where he swiped his card and in we went. He had a bigger room than mine. I only had a queen size single room, but he had somehow gotten a suite. “Big room,” I said. I thought I might as well just take off, but when I turned around he was taking off his jacket. A small smile was on his lips as he said, “Well, here we are.”

The tone of his voice had changed. He wasn’t the embarrassed, stammering guy from downstairs anymore. I could see that in his eyes, in the way he was looking at me.

“Are you playing me?” I asked him. He sat on the couch and patted the seat next to him. I just stood there with my arms folded. “Are you?”

“C’mon, Paige,” he said. “D’you want to fuck or not? You can leave if you want.”

Yeah, I thought about it too. I didn’t much like the fact that he’d been playing me, but even that, it seemed, turned me on. I took off my jacket and tossed it onto his and sat by him. “D’you always treat women like that?” I asked him.

“Only the hot ones,” he said. He put his hand on my left breast, cupped it firmly. It made my nipple harden instantly. I arched my back up and he started massaging me through my blouse. I have nice tits. I’m a 36c and I have a fairly narrow back, so all the weight is up front. “What would your husband say if he knew you were in another guy’s room?”

“Well, he doesn’t,” I said.

“Think it would turn him on to watch?”

“I don’t know. He might kick your ass.” I wondered what Kyle would do. Must likely if he found out he’d be hurt. That made me feel a little regretful, but I liked the way Phil was touching me.

“Ever fucked around on him before?”


His hand moved away from my breast and went down my stomach, all the way down to my thigh, then inside my knee. The skirt I was wearing was tight, so it was impossible for me to open my legs very far. “Let me get this off,” I said.

“Nah, plenty of time for that later,” Phil said. He stood up and took my hand, led me to the middle of the floor. “Kneel down,” he said. I knelt down in front of him. I could see the big bulge in his pants even then, as he undid his belt. “Take my pants down,” he said.

I looked up at him and took hold of his waistband, undid the clasp, and pulled down his zipper. His pants fell down past his knees and I found myself staring at the big, thick rod in his underwear. “I hope you like big cocks,” he said. Kyle has a good-sized cock. It’s not huge, but it’s big and meaty. His was the biggest cock I’d ever had up to that point. Phil’s looked bigger. I put my face up against it, and felt it throbbing against my cheek, then tugged his underwear down over his hips. His cock sprang out and swayed there, right in front of me. It was huge. At least ten inches. And thick too. The head of it was the size of a small plum.

“Jesus,” I said. “That’s a big cock.”

He stood above me, unbuttoning his shirt, as he stepped out of his pants. I watched him get naked, sitting back on my heels. My pussy was wet already. When he was done, he stood right in front of me again, jerking himself off slowly, making his cock harder.

“Suck it,” he said.

He put his hands on his hips while I got back up on my knees. The first thing I did was put my head under his cock so I could kiss his balls. They were big too, and all loose in his sac. I kissed them one at a time, then moved up to the base of his cock where I sucked on it a little, right where the shaft joins the sac. He moaned a little. I licked the bottom of his shaft, then slowly started moving up it, licking it all the way up to the big head at the end. “D’you like that?” I asked him.

“Oh yeah,” he said. “You like my cock?”

“Mmm. I love it,” I said. I reached up and grabbed his shaft and squeezed it hard. It was so fucking thick I only just got my hand around it. I wondered what it would feel like trying to push into my pussy. I licked my lips and aimed it at my mouth. His cock was right in front of my face. It looked massive. I licked the head of it, hard, all over, as if I was cleaning it with my tongue, all the way around it, and across the hole at the end. It tasted good like Kyle’s cock, manly. I opened my mouth wide and took the head in, let my lips settle on it as I started to bob on it. Just the first inch or two at first because it was so thick, but after my spit got going I was able to take in about three inches altogether. His cock was so thick it was almost impossible to get much more in.

I knelt in front of him, riding the end of his thick cock with my mouth harder and harder. His meat was still long enough that I could get a good hold of the rest of it too, so as I sucked him, I jerked him slowly, then fast, then slowly again. I could tell he loved it. Every time I jerked him fast he moaned as if he was going to cum, so I knew when to slow down.

After about ten minutes, he pulled his cock out of my mouth, leaving a thick thread of saliva between us. He took my hand again and pulled me up to him, and we kissed for the first time. His tongue was all over the inside of mouth, tasting where his cock had been. I unzipped my skirt and dropped it to the floor as his fingers undid my blouse buttons, then we swapped top and bottom so that I unhooked my bra while he got rid of my tights. I took him to the bed with just my panties on and told him not to touch them yet. I lay back on the bed and he crawled on top of me, burying his face between my big tits.

“You have a sexy body,” he said, pressing them on either side of his face. I watched him kiss them all over, first one, and then the other. I could still taste his cock in my mouth. I licked my lips so I could taste it more.

He licked my nipples, and sucked them gently at first, but then a little harder.

“Suck my tits harder,” I told him, pushing them up at his face. I love having my nipples sucked hard. They’re sensitive at first, but then it feels great when they’re being sucked. Phil opened his mouth wide and tried to suck in as much of my tit as he could. It felt awesome. His hands went under my ass and lifted me off the bed a little. His big cock pushed against the inside of my knee, making my pussy wetter still. I wanted that big cock deep inside me, spreading my lips open wide on its way in.

“Turn over,” he said. I turned over onto my hands and knees and opened my legs, stuck my ass up in the air. His mouth kissed my butt all over at first, but then I could feel him starting to concentrate down by my butthole. He pulled my panties aside and started licking my asshole softly, then he’d move down to my cunt, lick that gently, then back up to my ass again. It was driving me wild. I squirmed, rubbing my ass on his face, until he grabbed my panties and pulled them off me. I felt free and naked, and I wanted him to look between my legs and ass cheeks. I pushed my ass up higher and opened my legs wider, and then his wet tongue was flicking across my asshole again, faster this time. I loved the way his tongue was stroking me down there so much I pushed my ass back onto it. He got the message and hardened his tongue, kept it stiff while I lowered my asshole onto it and started riding it a little. It was so warm and wet there.

After a little bit, he got on his knees and pulled my butt cheeks further apart and started going to town, fucking my ass deeper and harder with his tongue. While he did that, I reached up and began rubbing my clit. Not hard, just enough to make it tingle. I could have came so easily while he rimmed me like that, but then he stopped and had me turn over again. It sat up on my elbows and opened my legs slowly so he could kneel between them. His cock throbbed, massive between my legs. I thought about Kyle again and I got horny imagining him sitting off to the side, watching another man about to slide his thick cock inside me.

“D’you like the way I was eating your ass?” Phil asked me. I nodded. “Open your pussy lips with your fingers.” I obeyed him, reaching down through my muff and opening my pussy wide for him. He took his cock in his hand and started rubbing the head of it all over my clit, sending ripples back up across my shoulders. Kyle likes to rub himself on that part of me sometimes. I love feeling his cock brushing up against my clit like that. Sometimes I have him cum there so I can rub it into my clit and cum that way myself. But I wanted to feel Phil’s huge cock inside me, and soon he stopped rubbing my clit with it and moved it down to my hole.

I wet my fingers and moistened the opening and looked down. His thick head squeezed into my tight hole, then he pushed in a few more inches. He was thick alright. I could really feel the difference between his cock and Kyle’s.

“Oh, that’s good,” I said.

It turned me on to watch his cock as it pushed deeper and deeper into me. I felt filled like I’d never been filled before. It wasn’t really painful, but I could feel just how big he was, how long and fat his cock was as it stretched my lips wide open. I tried opening my legs wider, but they were already spread as wide as I could get them. Phil reached down and grabbed my ankles and pulled them wider for me, and as he did that, he pushed his cock right into me, sinking into my pussy right up to his balls, which I could feel touching my asshole.

“Oh my God, your cock is fucking huge,” I gasped at him.

He pulled it almost all the way out, then slid it back deep inside again, and that was just the most awesome feeling I’ve ever had down there. It’s hard to describe something as big, and as thick, and as warm as that sliding inside the tenderest part of my body, but it was totally fulfilling. It made the whole inside of my pussy throb, and my clit tingled like it never had before. I just lay back then, and his pace increased, pulling it almost out, then plunging it deep again. I loved lying back and feeling him fucking me with that huge dick. My titties bounced on my chest, harder and harder as he fucked me deeper and deeper. I saw him staring at the way they moved.

“Your tits are really turning me on,” he said.

“I love the way you’re making them bounce,” I told him. “You’re fucking me so hard. Fuck me deeper.” Impossible as it was, I thought I felt the end of his cock touch me deeper than before. My muscles clutched it tighter and tighter until I could feel it building in the soles of my feet. “Keep fucking me,” I seethed at him. “I’m going to cum.”

It was like a volcano when I came. My cunt tightened around him like a vise when he finally rammed it deep and kept it there, it spasmed around the thickness of his shaft uncontrollably, hard at first, then, as my orgasm wound down, gentler and gentler until I was done. I lay back, totally, thoroughly satisfied, with Phil’s cock still buried inside me. I craned my neck up and kissed him, filling his mouth with my tongue. He kissed me back and we just made out for the longest time.

“Whew!” I finally said. “That was the hardest I’ve cum for a long time.”

And that drove him absolutely wild, and he continued to fuck me again back and forth like that until he said, “Jesus Christ, I’m gonna cum.”

And suddenly he bucked in my pussy, gave one huge, long moan and one thick spurt of cum after another shot from his cock deep inside my cunt and all over my vagina, completely covering the inside depths of my twat. If there’s one thing I love doing with Kyle, it’s making him cum on and in my pussy. I just love the feeling of a man’s sperm shooting inside me.

When Phil had done cumming, I jammed his cock back in my pussy again and fucked up on it hard. I think I got almost half of it in my pussy that time. I kept riding it and fucking it until his sperm was all frothy around my cunt lips. Finally, I squeezed the last drops of his cum into my pussy and let him watch me as I licked my lips wantonly, then used my fingers to get all the sperm that was around my pussy lips and clit and put it inside my vagina. I think that was one of the biggest loads of cum I’ve ever had in my entire life.

Phil looked back at me and said, “Wow, that was the best fucking I’ve ever had.” He was suddenly all relaxed and lying back, his hands behind his head. Even softening, his cock was huge. As I got off the bed and put my panties back on, I wondered what it would have felt like trying to cram it all the way in my ass.

I still had a day left on my trip to find out.

While Wife’s Away, Her Puss Will Play

While Wife’s Away, Her Puss Will Play

I couldn’t believe all of the nervous energy that I was feeling. Honestly, I couldn’t believe a time when I was ever more nervous. Here I was walking with my wife through the airline terminal knowing what her ultimate destination was. She had wanted some time to herself for a while now, so I did my best to accommodate. We found her a place in Miami where she could go and just get away. I knew some wild things might happen, after all, this is Miami, and she had three nights all to herself. I just didn’t expect things to go the way they did.

We hugged, and off she went, down the airline terminal. It was an exciting feeling watching her go, but also a bit lonely and scary as well. We had talked about the possibilities, and I knew she was well versed on what we felt comfortable doing and not doing in our lifestyle.

When she arrived in Miami, she checked into her hotel, and gave me a call. She said she had arrived safely, but the room was not as advertised. I thought that could be a good thing . . . as it might keep her out of it more often.

The first day was pretty uneventful. She just went out to restaurants and hung out at the beach. I asked her if she was going to go out that night, and she just said she would see how she felt. She wound up shopping till her feet hurt, so she never went out that evening or the next. By the third night, the suspense was killing me. That day, she went out shopping for another new outfit.

All day, she would call me and let me know what she was doing. She said she had found a real cute outfit, just in case she felt like going out. She tried explaining it to me, but I just couldn’t picture it. It was a black ruffly top, almost see through, with a nice form fitting white shirt that went overtop. She had found a real cute black skirt with small white dots. Like I said, it was hard for me to picture, but I was sure it was cute.

At about 9:00, she phoned to say that she was going to go out. She said the locals had said to check out Nikki Beach, so that is where she was headed.

I don’t know what it was, but shortly after she left, all of the anticipation and desire for her to be with other people vanished. It wasn’t nerves, as we had swapped before. It was just my complete desire for her to experience others was gone. I tried calling all throughout the night. But as luck would have it, the phone reception was terrible so I couldn’t reach her. All I could do was to leave a voice message. When I first left a message it was about eleven o’clock in the evening. My only hope was that she would check her voicemail. After another panicky hour, or so, I figured that if she did decide to get lucky it would take a little bit for them to get to either of their hotel rooms. I know it sounds like stalking, but I figured if I tried calling every 20 minutes, then I might have an opportunity to tell her my feelings. The more time that passed, the more fearful I became that I was too late.

She finally called at 2:00 in the morning, and I could barely hear her. The phone still had terrible reception and sounded like it could cut out at any second. In addition, I could tell she was still at the club, as the noise was deafening.

The fact that she was still at the club did make my stomach and nerves settle down. I thought to myself, “At least I know that I’m going to get to explain my feelings before anything goes down.”

We made small talk for a few seconds. I asked her how her night was. She said it was fun, and she sounded like she was wired. I couldn’t stand not telling her any longer, so I asked, “You haven’t done anything, yet, have you?”

The voice at the other end went silent for a moment, and then I heard, “I just did”.

My heart sank. I couldn’t believe it. I didn’t know what to feel. After a few tense minutes, she decided to bypass her original plans of going back to the dance floor, and return to her hotel where we could talk more.

A few minutes later, my phone rang. She was back at her room. I asked her why she didn’t return my phone calls.

She said she thought she would return them later that morning, when she returned from the club.

When I asked her why she didn’t at least answer when she saw that I was calling.

She said she had heard the phone ringing, but just didn’t want to be disturbed. So she turned it off just as they were leaving the club.

She went on to describe the evening. She had met an Italian guy and his friends. They were dancing for a while. Out of the blue, she said she really thought that both of them wanted a piece of her.

After a few drinks, though, the one friend went off on his own. But my wife and this guy continued to hang out for a bit more at the club. Finally, he asked if she would like to go outside for a while. She thought that sounded nice, and agreed.

They took a walk along South Beach. Along the way they saw dozens of couples in various states of undress and stages of sex.

After several minutes of walking, they decided to sit down on the beach. My wife said they just chatted and watched the waves and the stars. Finally, he leaned over and gave her a kiss, which she quickly reciprocated. They began making out, and he gently laid her down on the sand. He slowly moved down her body, and began caressing her breasts and kissing them. Then he worked his way down further and removed her black lace panties. He kissed her pussy until it was on the brink of orgasm.

At that point, he sat up and undid his belt and lowered his pants down to his knees. He pulled a condom from his pocket, and began to fumble to put it on. My wife said she kindly helped him with it. After getting the condom on he entered her and slowly fucked her.

She said he was very gentle, and definitely knew what he was doing. It was apparent that he had been coached by other lovers, she thought probably due to his slightly oversized dick. She said they fucked for about 5 minutes, when all of a sudden he shuddered and thrust way deep into her. It was at that point, she grabbed his ass and pulled it closer to her. He just continued to cum for what seemed like a minute straight. They kissed a bit more, and then he got up. She searched for her panties and then staggered to her feet.

There she stood, holding her panties in her hands, and waiting for her “one night stand” to finish getting dressed. He took the condom off, and tossed it to the ground.

(That makes me hot just thinking about some poor person stumbling on that the next morning. It is even hotter knowing where it has been – in my wife.)

They walked back to the club, and he left to see if he could find his buddies. It was at that point that she went to the bathroom to get the sand cleaned off, put her panties on, and get ready for another go around.

She was in the bathroom when she had finally decided to call me. I still don’t know what to think of the entire situation.

Surprise Swap

Surprise Swap

AUTHORS NOTE: This story contains consensual, extramarital and unprotected sex. If that is not for you, please save yourself the anguish and move along to a story that is more to your liking. Civil comments welcome.


She thought back to all the sexy teasing and comments made in jest, the exciting naughty thoughts and ideas expressed out loud to entice his imagination. Suggestions made, subtle references, blatant comments, bawdy hints; not expressions of desire, or wishes or fantasies, but teasing erotic thoughts, designed to entice and arouse. He got so excited when she did it, and his excitement aroused her.

These thoughts swept through her as Tyler pulsed the grip on her hand in time with the pulses of his hips against hers, pressing himself against her. She felt his hardness against her belly, the need in his hand, saw the desire in his eyes and the confidence and arousal in his smile. She saw his carelessly mussed hair, dark and wavy, his tanned face with the small curved scar on the left side of his chin and the small crinkles at the corner of his blue, blue eyes. She felt his shoulder, strong and firm and shifting under her hand, felt him sway and press against her as they moved to the music, his tall, strong body pressing against her slight and lithe figure. She smelled his scent, his man smell mixed with cologne, a faint odor of alcohol from his breath.

She looked over Tyler’s shoulder and saw Ty’s wife dancing with Kevin.

And she wondered if somehow she had set this in motion somehow, with those comments to Kev, the innuendos and teasings. She wondered if perhaps she had secretly wanted it and subconsciously pursued it or inspired it. Subconscious or not, the idea of it, the possibility of it, made her breath catch and her heart race. Between her legs she felt her pussy throb inside. And she wondered, pressing herself against Kevin’s hardness and squeezing his hand back, if she would stop it if it happened.

No, she convinced herself, it had not been a fantasy. She had not lain awake dreaming of this, had not masturbated alone, thinking of another man, had not imagined another as her husband entered her. The verbal games were arousing but they were games only, played as couples play, teasing each other. They were not things Kevin said to her either, not wishes he expressed but he played along, and they enjoyed it together, safe in the knowledge that they had each other, were for each other, perfect together.

And yet, here on the second-to-last night of their second honeymoon cruise, she swayed to the music in the arms of another man, pressing herself gently, feeling his aroused member pressing into her belly. And he was a handsome, warm and friendly; charming and easy to like. Easy to desire. Another time, another man or situation and she would have pulled away, politely excused herself; if someone had pressed against her as obviously and aggressively at Ty was doing now, there might have been harsh words, or even a slap. But she didn’t resist or discourage. She allowed. She returned. She felt comfortable and attracted to him in a way she had never before since marrying Kevin; had never allowed for the possibility. But here she was, feeling like the woman she pretended to be with Kev when she teased him. Dancing close with another man; a handsome, attractive and aroused man who was making his desire known to her.

And nearby Kevin danced with Tyler’s wife, a beautiful and desirable woman. She wondered then if her own husband’s cock was hard, and pressing into her, needy and obvious, and if Veronica returned the pulses and press as she herself was doing. What was Kev thinking? Were memories of the teasing comments running through his mind as well? Was Tyler’s wife reacting the way she was? And what would her husband think of the way she felt right now, of her reaction to this smooth and friendly handsome stranger? What would he think if she knew how this erotic dance was making her feel, that she was enjoying this opportunity to dance with another man, allowing herself to be aroused, to be stimulated. To be attracted. To want, and to feel desire for him, to enjoy the press into her midsection as they pressed close.

How would he react if he knew that she was wondering how this night would end, that she was starting to allow that it might lead somewhere Kevin and Linda had only been in teasing words and ideas before?

The song changed and they continued to dance, the beat somewhat slower, the dance more sensual, closer and more connected. Bodies brushed each other through light, casual clothes, so little separating them. Her arousal made her aware of each distracting contact. Would they dance all night? They couldn’t, she knew, but she didn’t want this moment to end; in her mind it concluded only one of two ways. Stop or Go. And she wasn’t sure, in her current aroused state, if she wanted it to end, and to never know what might have been. She was attracted to this man, to his face, his personality, his body. But she surely didn’t know if she wanted what might happen to happen.

Another song was ending. She felt a small panic ripple through her, fearful of the moment the music stopped and a decision might need to be made. Would the band take a break? Would they stop dancing? When they stopped and returned to their seats, what would happen? Would the band continue? Would they dance another song? To a relief, the band began another tune, and the dance continued, delaying a crossroads. To her distraction and delight, she felt his hand slip lower on her hip, resting on the top of her butt. Brushing fingertips explored lightly, and to her further surprise she didn’t pull away. She risked a glance at her husband, saw him shuffling in place with Tyler’s wife Veronica. Nika, he called her. Not dancing as much as pressed against each other, arms around each other almost like lovers, shuffling back and forth. Whispering. Kevin looked sexy and desirable in her arms, so romantic and alluring. Emboldened, she allowed her own hand to slip from Tyler’s and wrapped her arms comfortably around his waist, resting her head on his shoulder.

“That’s nice,” he said into her ear, his nose nuzzling her neck. “You dance wonderfully.”

“I really don’t think,” she replied with a teasing lilt, aware of his hard member pressing at her, “that it’s my dancing you like.” She had not said something so suggestive to a man other than Kevin since, well, Kevin. It stroked her libido.

His hips pressed into her and he delivered a soft moan into her neck, his breath warm, sending tingles from the top of her head to her pussy. “You’re so right,” he told her. His words sent a chill down her spine. “It’s not. I’ll take the dance.” She glanced over at Kevin. His hand was cupping Veronica’s butt cheek through her thin skirt. She felt lips on her neck. “But it’s you I want.”

She melted. Her hips pulsed against his, pressing against his hard cock. She tightened her arms around him.

And the song ended. She stood stock still a moment, afraid that if she moved the spell would be broken, the moment lost and the chance ended forever. An opportunity forsaken; never to come again. As Tyler’s hand snaked down her arm and his fingers slipped into hers, she saw Kevin and Veronica returning to the table, arms wrapped around each other’s waists, comfortable and relaxed like lovers.

She returned the squeeze to Tyler’s hand. She looked up into his eyes as their bodies parted, a glancing contact remaining at hip, arm, thigh. She took a deep breath as they turned to the table, Tyler’s arm snaking around her waist.

Kevin was sitting inside the cushioned curved seat behind the table, Veronica sitting back against him, her head resting against his shoulder, holding his arms around herself, pressed across her just beneath her breasts. Kevin’s eyes glistened above her hair at his wife as she approached in another man’s arms. Their eyes traded ideas and emotions as Linda arrived at the table with Ty.

“Your wife is a wonderful dancer,” Tyler said to him, breaking the silent visual dialogue Kevin was having with his wife. “I love the way she moves.” He pulled the chair out and held it for Linda, one hand remaining on her bare arm, not breaking the contact.

“Veronica as well,” Kevin said, and he nuzzled the back of her neck. She giggled and pulled his arm tighter against herself.

“Yes, she’s incredible,” Tyler said, sitting, and resting his hand boldly on Linda’s exposed leg at the bottom edge of her skirt. She warmed and pulsed, and his next words faded under the seductive impact. “In many other ways, as well.” Had Tyler just told her husband that he could have sex with his wife? The thought of Kevin fucking this woman hit her with a power she had not expected, a rush of lust and incomprehensible desire to imagine, to watch, to see. And it struck her, then, that Tyler was clearing the way for his seduction of her as well, and she felt her pussy ache and moisten again at the thought.

“Maybe we should take this somewhere else,” Veronica offered, “but first, I have to find the ladies room,” she added. She slipped herself from Kevins’s arms, giving Linda’s husband a gentle squeeze as she extricated herself and shuffled from the seat, sliding out towards Linda. As she emerged, Linda saw the movement had pulled her skirt high; reaching the edge of the cushioned bench, the lower hem was above her legs, and Linda got a glimpse of naked shaved pussy between her thighs. The woman was wearing no underwear! Kevin had been feeling bare ass through her skirt!

“Oopsie!” she laughed with a raised eyebrow to Linda, and dropped her skirt when she stood, and then extended a hand to her. “Come with me, Linda,” the younger girl offered, and robotically, still musing at her bold attire, she stood and they walked, her hand resting lightly in Veronica’s. She walked behind the other woman as if in a dream, disconnected and careless of the sudden departure from her accepted reality.

The rest room, thankfully, was empty as Veronica turned to her while the door closed. “I just wanted us to talk, first,” she said, sounding almost conspiratorial; friends sharing a secret. “To make sure you were okay. You seem a little,” she touched Linda’s upper arm, holding it tenderly, “flustered.” She smiled, a warm and friendly smile, but there was a danger behind her eyes. No, she thought. Not danger. Daring. “Tyler and I, we play, together. You know what I’m talking about?”

Linda thought she knew where this conversation was going because her imagination was already there. But she shook her head, not trusting her feelings to lead her, wanting to hear the words; for real. “We play around. With others,” Veronica explained. “We swing with other couples,” she added plainly. “We like you guys; we’ve been hanging out off and on for the last few days, and we like you. A lot. I saw you with Tyler; the attraction is obvious. But we didn’t know if you guys were up for it.”

“Kevin seems to be,” she heard herself say, and Veronica’s smile spread across her face.

“Yes, he does. But I get the feeling this is not something you’ve done before?”

“Oh, gods, no,” she blurted, then heard how it sounded. “Oh, I didn’t mean, I mean, what you do is, you know, I don’t think badly-“

“It’s okay, I’ve heard worse. I just wanted to know if you had done this before, or if you were newbies. And listen, if you decide it’s not for you, hey, that’s okay, I understand. But it looked like you and Ty were connecting pretty well, there.” She inclined her head. “I wanted to know if we were overstepping, if you were comfortable.”

“I, uh…” she stammered.

“Do you want to?”

“Yes,” she blurted before she could think, her body speaking for her.

“O-oh,” she grinned, eyebrows lifting, “good,” Veronica winked. “You’re gonna enjoy Ty, I just know it.” She leaned in and kissed Linda on the cheek. “I gotta pee,” she snickered. Linda went into a stall as well, relieving the pressure of her bladder, wondering if it really would go as far as the other woman had said. Wondering if she wanted it to. Wondering if she would stop it. Wondering what it will be like. Lost in thought, she almost missed the question from the other stall.

“You’re okay with Kevin fucking me?”

She found herself unable to answer. It was in the open now; real, not imaginary. Not possible. Probable. Likely, even.

“Because I’m really hot for him,” Veronica prattled on from the next stall, undaunted by her lack of answer. “I can’t wait to see his cock; it’s been pressing against me all night. I’m gonna suck him till he cries, I swear,” she blurted, then flushed.

Still sitting, Linda realized she was done, and pushed the image of Veronica of her knees in front of Kevin out of her mind and finished her business. She came out to see her at the sink, waiting for her.

“So? You okay with that?”

The image returned in a rush when she saw the lust on the other woman’s face, a reflection of what she was feeling. Kevin with his head back, cock hard and jutting from his trim torso, shaft in Veronica’s mouth.

“Y-yes, yes,” she stammered, then gushed, “can I watch?”

“Fuck yeah, you bet!” she answered enthusiastically, and hugged her tightly. “O-oh, for a first-timer, you want the whole deal! You’re a dirty one, aren’t you?”

She looked at herself in the mirror, trying to reconcile the comment with her self-impression. No, she thought, I’ve never been the dirty one. But the expression that looked back at her from the mirror told a different story, a naughty, daring and exciting tale of debauched desire and willing flesh and wildness unexplored.

“Maybe,” she confessed. “Maybe I am. I just-” she turned to her, biting her bottom lip. “I just never felt like this before, never imagined…”

Veronica hunched her shoulders and wrinkled her nose. “If you’re lucky, sweetie,” she intoned, “you won’t have to imagine!”

She followed the woman who wanted her husband back to the table through the sparse crowd; trancelike, floating on feet that carried her to the evening’s destiny without prompting from her brain. She watched as Veronica squealed, seeing the men rise from the table like gentlemen, and flung her arms out prancing towards them, and throwing herself at Kevin. She wrapped her arms around his neck and shoulders and planted a big, friendly kiss right on his lips. Then Tyler was at her side, silently slipping his arm around her back, lightly touching her, his fingers caressing, reigniting the promise of what could be as he escorted her to a seat next to him.

Veronica plopped herself into Kevin’s lap, laying her head in his shoulder. She saw his hand emerge from behind her, holding her tightly to him. Veronica put her face into his ear, and she watched her husband’s mouth and eyes drop open.

“You know what Nika’s telling him, don’t you?” she heard, feeling Tyler’s hot breath on her neck, his words touching her as though they were solid; smooth and firm. She shivered, unable to respond. “She’s saying something he likes. Look at his face. Can you guess what she said?” She thought of the conversation in the ladies room, and her pussy clenched and spilled moisture into her panties.

“I- I think she said,” she whispered, still facing Kevin and Veronica nuzzling each other. “I think she told him what she’s going to do to him.” Kevin’s eyes met hers then, across the table, staring at his wife with eyes wide and ignited as Nika pressed her face into his neck. They look like lovers, she thought, and her breath caught as a tremor ran up her spine. Seeing him so excited, feeling as excited as he looked, oh, God, she wanted o do this!

“What is she going to do; do you know? Did she tell you?”

Her head turned slowly, away from her husband, to this man, this attractive, sexual man, radiating his heat into her. She watched his thin, defined and gorgeous lips curl slightly at the edges, saw the crinkles at the corned of his eyes. Unbidden, her hand was at his face, touching the curve of his jaw, up his cheekbone, to slide into his luxurious unruly hair. This man who wanted her. This man she wanted, so much it hurt.

“She’s going to suck his cock,” she hissed, “and she’s going to fuck him, and she’s going to let me watch them.” The words felt foreign on her tongue even as she recognized her voice, felt the sounds coming from her as if with a will of their own. She stroked his hair. “And we…” she began, “…will you…” She swallowed and found her mouth dry. She reached for a glass from the table and took a long swallow, not caring that it was his. She put the glass down and turned back to him, took a deep breath. “Tyler, will you fuck me?”

“With vigor and enthusiasm, Linda,” he told her confidently. He moved to her ear, his fingertips at the back of her neck, his lips, his luscious lips, his kissable lips, brushing her earlobe. “I will lick your pussy until you scream and cum in front of your man, and you will suck my cock as he watches you pleasure me,” he hissed, and her nipples went so hard they ached. Her eyes closed and she shuddered. “And then I will slip my hard cock into your wet cunt and fuck the daylights out of you!”

She practically came, sitting there in the cruise ship nightclub, listening to this man, allowing him, wanting him to seduce her with his dirty talk, his vulgar terms. She felt embarrassed, feeling everyone knew she was being drawn to a man not her husband, that they would think her a slut, a wanton woman, and she straightened her spine, took hold of her desire and embraced her lust. Who cares what they think, she thought. I will have him. Jealous, she thought, they are jealous of me for having this chance, this opportunity, this risky and unforeseen pleasure. I am wanton, and horny, and desirable, and oh, I want this man inside me, in my, my…she struggled, and broke through her last barrier. I want his cock in my cunt, she admitted.

I want it all. Her brain whirled with the admission and surrender.

Tyler signed the bar tab, and she barely realized they had left, escorted by Tyler, his hands on her, touching her. She watched Kevin and Veronica in front, giggling, foundling each other`. Nika was bold and daring and confident. She rubbed Kevin’s crotch, looking over her shoulder at her. She felt Tyler’s hand on her ass cheek, and liked it. Loved it. She wanted his fingers to touch her, penetrate her. She wanted him. She stopped him on the outside deck, in the midst of scattered groups and couples, and pushed him against the railing, taking his face in her hands, pulling it down to hers as she stood on her toes. She kissed him, falling into his body, pressing herself against him, feeling the swelling against her belly calling to the butterflies inside her. His lips were firm and tender, his tongue sweet and insistent, and her mouth answered the call, loving his kiss, loving how it made her feel, loving the breakdown of resistance inside her, the surrender, loving the loving, the embrace of her passion. She loved knowing that Kevin was watching, seeing her kiss another man even as he embraced and caressed Nika, just feet away.

Brazen courage swept her. Emboldened by kissing another man in front of these passengers, these strangers, she pulled back from Tyler and reached over to her husband, taking his hand from where is rested on Veronica’s stomach. She pulled him, and he slipped halfway from behind the other woman; she leaned to him and kissed him more ferociously than she had in years, swept up in the passion, the knowledge that others were seeing her kiss two men, knowing they would wonder at the display. She wore her wedding band, and so did Kevin. They would all know she was married if they saw.

Nika let out a soft sigh as Linda kissed her husband, and the sound made her look at the other woman, who gazed hotly at her. “A brazen hussy, you are,” Nika said hotly. “Kissing my man,” leaving the detail vague and unspoken, but Linda knew. Kevin was hers tonight; she was Tyler’s. She broke the kiss and turned to her husband.

“I want this,” she said to him.

“Me, too,” he told her softly, “I want-” but she put her hand to his mouth, silencing him.

“I love only you.” She took her hand away.

“I know,” he told her confidently, “me, too.”

She linked her arm through Tyler’s and they resumed the walk. They went to Tyler and Nika’s stateroom; it had been agreed at the club. I was larger. Room for two couples.

Tyler kissed her in the hallway again as Veronica opened the door. The butterflies had become a swarm inside her, spreading to her chest, making her breath come short, near panic with desire. He felt his hand on her ass as they kissed, pressing her into him; he was hard again, from against her belly, and she wantonly spread herself, grinding her mound against him, up on her toes, aching. And then they were inside, and kisses continued, hands explored, clothes dropped away in a furious tumble. She was on the bed, on her back, Tyler’s lovely urgent lips latched firmly to an erect nipple on her bared chest. Her head went back and her eyes closed, her fingers in his hair, inhaling the scent of him as he tortured her flesh. She felt teeth, and tongue, and then he was at the other, and his hand was between her legs. Her head lolled to the side and she saw Kevin, pants down, sitting on the loveseat, Veronica between his legs.

She was sucking his cock. She was bobbing her head up and down his length, her hand on his balls, and she looked up at Kev to see him looking at his wife, her dress bunched at her waist, Tyler’s hand between her thighs stroking her wetness, fingers slipping her panties aside. She gasped, staring at her husband as another man’s fingers slipped into her pussy. Veronica looked up at Kevin, saw the direction of his eyes, and turned to look at her as well. She stroked his wet shaft, holding the swollen cockhead against her face, smiling coyly.

“She’s hot, your Linda,” she cooed up at him. Kevin nodded, mouth open. “He’s going to fuck her so good,” she added. And she held her head sideways. Linda watched her mouth open and stretch around Kevin’s cock, loving it as Tyler fingered her pussy.

More clothing removed, fumbling and hurried, and then she was naked, and so was Tyler. Slim and fit, a slight covering of dark hair on his chest and stomach, a thin trail leading down to his shaved cock and balls. She saw her hands on his erection, stroking him, feeling the smooth hairless skin on his balls, delighting at the sensation. He moved. He knelt at her head. She looked up at him, saw her desire mirrored in his eyes. She glanced at Kevin, caught his eye before opening her mouth, and pulling the shaft down.

She watched her husband as she sucked another man’s cock. The illicit act made her head spin, and she lifted her head, knowing her husband watched, and crammed her mouth as far down the shaft as she could. She felt the heat, the stiffness under thin, delicate skin, the bulbous swollen head, and she salivated and drooled. Tyler groaned his pleasure, and she heard Kevin echo his delight. She answered, pumping her mouth up and down his shaft slowly, savoring the feel of his cock slipping in and out of her mouth.

And then he was moving, laying over her, facing the other way with his cock dangling in her face, and she felt fingers and something wet between her legs. She licked up at the head of his cock, sweeping a fat drop of precum from the weeping eye, and swallowing, enjoying the clean texture. Then they were moving again, shifting and turning, and she was on top, her legs spread and poised over his face, his cock in her hand again, and she sucked him as she felt his tongue at her slit, swiping up, spreading her wet pussy, tasting her, several long fat swipes, coating her, spreading her juices. She stroked his cock, holding the head in her mouth, sucking and swirling the delicious head with her urgent tongue.

She pulled off and cried out as his tongue found her clit, making her gasp. Electricity shot through her, and she felt a climax begin its unsubtle climb. She turned her head, saw Veronica facing her in Kevin’s lap, her legs spread lewdly outside his, leaning against his back, and her breath caught. His cock was inside her, she could see it, see her shaved cunt opening, sliding up and down his shaft. His hands grappled her breasts, pulling and pinching the nipples. And then her eyes closed as Tyler’s tongue danced light circles around her clit, and she felt them watch as she sucked his hard cock while he licked her.

Her climax built then, surging to the surface as his tongue tortured her button. She felt a finger at her ass, touching, playing lightly; she and Kevin had never done anything there, but this man, this man who would have her cunt, this man touched it confidently, and the instant his fingertip pressed inside she came, crying out, squeezing his shaft in her hands, anchoring her to his body.

“Yeah, cum on his face, Linda,” she heard Nika urge, “soak his face, oh, fuck, that’s hot, fuck, oh, fuck, I’m cumming on your man’s cock!” Struggling for breath she turned her head to see Veronica’s body shaking, her head forward, tendons straining in her neck, crying out, shouting, and then screaming as a stream of clear fluid burst from her as her body shook and vibrated wildly. Kevin cried out his alarm, struggling to hold himself inside her. A second squirt, then a third, and Linda watched in fascination, her climax suddenly returning, inspired by the lurid sight of Nika squirting as Tyler licked her cunt. She shivered, and shook, and the waves broke through her, sweeping from her toes to the top of her head and she collapsed, prone over Tyler’s body, her face resting in his balls, his cock pressing to her chest. She heaved long, heavy breaths as the ecstasy receded, leaving her spent and weak, but wanting more. More.

And she felt Tyler slip from beneath her, pull her hips up, her face and shoulders resting at the foot of the bed; she turned to see Veronica slipping off Kevin’s cock, and turn around to take it back into her mouth, sucking him deep and licking her juices from his glistening shaft. But her attention was distracted by a firm, wet caress at her back door. A wet finger? No, different, smoother, but firm, she thought, and her eyes opened wide, realizing his hands were holding her cheeks apart. Kevin’s eyes were wide on her and she inhaled sharply as Tyler’s tongue poked into her asshole.

Never before! But this, this man, this hot sensual man who had made her surrender, this man licked her rosebud with abandon; circling, poking, teasing her, elating her. “Oh, Kevin,” she called softly, needing to share the moment, “Kevin, he’s licking my ass!”

“I see, baby, I see. You like it?”

“Oh, it’s glorious!” She bit her bottom lip, feeling the wet muscle circle again, then press, she felt her tight ring relax and open, welcoming the caress, and his tongue entered her, swirling inside her ass, sending electric thrills though her that she’d never before experienced.

Veronica stopped sucking Kevin’s cock, and stroked him firmly, turning her head to Linda. “I told you,” she said. “Tyler will rock your world. I guess you’re new to ass play, huh?” she asked playfully. She released the cock and stood, walking the few steps to a bag on the nightstand. She fumbled in it, but before returning, leaned to Linda’s ear, and tongued it before whispering. “He’s going to fuck you, now. Enjoy. And watch what I do to Kevin while you enjoy Tyler’s cock!” She kissed the corner of her lips and stood.

Tyler had pulled his tongue from her ass, his hands sliding lightly over her raised ass cheeks. She felt so wild, so wanton, on her knees with her pussy open in front of this wonderful sexy man who she wanted inside her, who wanted her, desired her. And she wanted him now. She needed him now. She needed him to fuck her, fuck his cock into her wet, aching cunt.

And as the thought of what she was feeling struck her she felt it, felt the bulbous spongy head pressing at her opening, felt his hands holding her open, felt her cunt pulse, and spread, and then she groaned as the head entered her, stretching her opening. She heard herself making sounds, animal sounds, her field of vision narrowing, her existence shrinking to the feel of his cock inside her, deeper now, then pulling back, then deeper still, until his legs pressed against hers, and she felt the head bumping her cervix, deep inside her, pushing her, stretching her, almost to pain. Her head swirled with the delight and her eyelids fluttered, panting hard as he began thrusting into her, his shaved balls bumping her swollen clit. She took deep breaths, riding the thrill of illicit sex with another man, and focused, and opened her eyes to see Kevin staring at her. Veronica was stroking his cock with something, a liquid. But Kevin’s attention was on his wife, on her hands and knees, getting fucked from behind.

“Fuck him, Linda,” he urged. “Take his cock! Fuck him good!” She raised herself up on her arms and began thrusting back onto the wonderful penetration, feeling the urgent pounding, the eager hands gripping her hips. Her breasts swung under her chest as she fucked him back, feeling her climax begin again, a deep, warm feeling inside her, amplified by the fact that her husband was watching her approach climax as she fucked another man.

And then Veronica lifted a leg and squirted the liquid into her own hand. She slipped the hand behind her, and turned her back to Linda. And she slipped a wet finger into her own ass. It was lube. She had lubed Kevin’s cock, and was lubing her own ass, and showing Linda. She was going to take him in her ass.

And she came, the realization amplifying her excitement, releasing her climax suddenly, and she screamed as it took her, crying out uncontrollably, riding the wave to his insistent thrusts into her cunt. Oh god oh god oh god ohgodohgodohgodohgod FUCK! It was her voice but she couldn’t feel the words, her brain in overload, and as her orgasm crested and flowed over her she watched Veronica slip a leg over Kevin’s lap, reach down for his erection, and align it. Kevin’s face. His expression. His cock, pushing into her, into her ass, the look on her face as the lifted her head, grinning wildly at Linda, and lowered herself onto his cock. Her ass was eating Kevin’s cock, her husband’s cock. She shook as another, smaller orgasm trembled through her.

And then Linda was all the way down, and she leaned back against him, put her feet on top of his thighs and took his hands, placing them under her thighs, holding herself wide open, displaying her lewd penetration to her husband and Linda. Tyler had slowed at the spectacle, and she angled her head back to see him watching his lusty wife exposing her shaved open pussy, and below, her ass stretched wide around Kevin’s cock.

“Damn, that’s so hot,” Tyler said to Linda. She nodded. Linda had never considered anal, and as much as this was a night of firsts, she didn’t think she’d go for that. Still, his tongue had felt so good, so different. She looked at him, and he turned to see her. They’d spoken little since starting.

“Fuck me more, Tyler,” she urged. “Fuck my cunt and fill it with cum.” The words felt right to her, fitting her heightened state of arousal. He grinned, and began his thrusting again. She turned to her husband and Veronica, watched Kevin’s slicked shaft moving in and out of her backdoor, Nika’s fingers touching her own spread pussy, rubbing her clit. Veronica caught her eye, saw her looking.

“You like Tyler’s cock, don’t you?” she asked. “Kevin feels so good in my ass; look at him, filling my back door.” She nodded in response and licked her lip. Tyler was thrusting harder now, urgent and close; she could feel it, hear it in his grunts. “He’s going to cum in you,” Nika hissed hotly, and rubbed her clit faster. “Fuck, he’s going to fill you with cum, fill your hot pussy.”

Her words brought on another small but intense climax. She looked to her husband; his teeth clenched, face tight. She knew the look, familiar from seeing him over her. His climax was coming. The heat and pulses rushed through her as she watched Kevin, knowing he was cumming inside Veronica’s ass, and her climax returned, stronger. She was panting, and her arms collapsed, dropping her face to the bed. She felt Tyler thrust and squeeze her cheeks, and suddenly felt a finger at her ass, wet and slick from her juices, pushing, slipping inside, and he came. She felt the rush of heat, the liquid lava soaking her inside as his hips pulsed, felt the warm familiar feel of her pussy drenched in semen, heard his groan as he spilled himself inside her.

She groaned with him, feeling full and complete and utterly satisfied. She closed her eyes and her body relaxed, and he settled himself on top of her. She felt his comfortable weight in her, felt and heard his murmuring kisses on her neck, his cock still full inside her wet hole, slick and moving slightly as he gave her gentle pulses. Then he was pulling out, and she was momentarily alone. She looked up to see Kevin joining her on the bed, Tyler sitting on the loveseat with Nika. Her husband took her in his arms and held her, turning her onto her side, kissing her face.

“You are so hot, so sexy,” he told her. “Did you have fun?”

“You know I did; you saw me. Oh, Kevin, I love you.” She kissed him deeply, lost in his mouth and lips and tongue, holding him to her. Kissing him as she had kissed Tyler just a short time ago. “You had fun, too.” She blushed, and added. “You fucked her in the ass, you sexy animal!” He grinned with victorious pride.

“That was incredible,” he told her. “We have to try that at home.” She nodded, silent, remembering Tyler’s tongue, his finger. They stared at each other, eyes saying what words could not, that they had enjoyed others, watched each other and were thrilled, the silence confirming their excitement, acknowledging the line they had crossed together; neither sorry, both in love and in lust, closer for having shared the event.

Then suddenly Veronica’s face was there with them. “Thanks, both of you,” she said, and kissed Kevin, and then kissed Linda. “That was great. Thanks for sharing with us. You guys are hot,” she added. “We’re going to jump in the shower. Stay, and we’ll hang out, if you want.” She stroked their faces with soft fingertips, and excused herself. And they were alone again, just the two of them, in another couple’s room.

She touched his face. “You won’t leave me for someone else, now, will you? Now that you’ve had another woman?” she teased, but inside there was a twinge of real jealousy, and need for reassurance.

“Depends,” he kidded, “as long as you’re not going to start fucking every hard cock you see.”

“Never,” she told him, and kissed him, held him to her, all hers after sharing him and sharing herself. “But we should do this again sometime. Soon.”

“I was hoping you’d say that,” he grinned.

لعبة جنسية جميلة مع صديقة زوجتى

لعبة جنسية جميلة مع صديقة زوجتى
قبل ما اسيب بورسعيد واعيش فى القاهرة انا وزوجتى واولادى كان لزوجتى صديقة رائعة الجمال اسمها سماح ، كانت متعودة انها تيجى تزورنا وتبيت عندنا لانها كانت متزوجة فى بلد تانية ، ولانى كنت بحب اقعد اتكلم معاها وابص من تحت لتحت على جسمها الجميل اللى بيفكرنى بالفنانة الرائعة هياتم فى عز مجدها كنت برحب دايما بيها لما مراتى تقول لى ان سماح جاية ، وكنت بهزر معاها واعاملها فى منتهى اللطف والذوق ، وفى يوم من الايام كانت الساعة حوالى 10 بالليل رن الموبايل وكانت المتصلة سماح وطلبت تكلم مراتى و قالت لها انها كانت فى زيارة للدكتور عندنا فى بورسعيد والوقت اتاخر وعاوزة تيجى تبيت عندنا للصبح ، رحبت مراتى بطلبها وطبعا انا كمان رحبت ، وصلت سماح وحطينا العشاء وقعدنا ناكل ونهزر ، بأمانة كانت سماح فى الفترة دى فى منتهى الروعة كان عمرها 23 وانا عمرى 28 ، فى الليلة دى كانت فى منتهى منتهى الهيجان على سماح ، بعد العشاء سألت سماح ليه مش هتقعدى يومين ؟ قالت لى عشان تحضر البيت وتجهزه عشان جوزها قرب ييجى من ليبيا اللى كان بيشتغل فيها فى الوقت ده ،،، ويمكن يوصل بعد بكرة ، فقلت لها طب وهتسافرى امتى؟ قالت لى هصحى معاكم الصبح وانزل معاكم وانتوا نازلين شغلكم قلت لها وليه كده انتى تصحى براحتك واحنا هنكون نزلنا تفطرى وتفوقى وبالمرة تطبخى لنا شوية ارز بدرى بدرى عشان باجى من المدرسة جعان والهانم بتخرج من شغلها الساعة 4 وعلى بال ماتروح تجيب البنتين من عند امها بكون موتت من الجوع .. مراتى قالت لها اه ياريت يا سماح عشان باجى من المصنع هلكانة …. وافقت سماح وخرجت انا برة فى الصالة اشرب شوية شاى وسيجارة وامخمخ عشان احط الخطة التمام اللى تخلينى انفذ المخطط الجميل بتاعى …. قبل ما اكمل قصتى واحد فيكم هيسال وازاى اعمل كده مع صاحبة مراتى وياترى هى هتوافق على كده وللا لا اقول لكم ممكن عشان سماح اساسا كانت متجوزة بعد ماعملت عملية ترقيع بسبب علاقتها باخو مراتى احمد اللى مبيخبيش عنى حاجة لانه اعز اصحابى وياما عملنا سوا زى ما هحكى لكم فى قثث جاية ….
المهم …. وضعت خطتى وقمت انام عشان اكون جاهز للتنفيذ الصبح ….
صحينا تانى يوم الصبح نزلت اروح مدرستى اللى هى فى احدى المناطق النائية ببورسعيد ونزلت مراتى تروح المصنع اللى بتشتغل فيه بعد ما تودى البنتين لامها ….. ماروحتش المدرسة طبعا اليوم ده استنيت شوية فى القهوة لغاية الساعة ما بقيت 8.30 الصبح وقمت اخد بعضى ورايح البيت ….. وقفت على السلم قدام الباب وقمت متصل بسماح ردت عليا وهى منعوسة وقالت لى خير يا وليد فيه ايه ؟ قلت لها معلش اصلى نسيت دفتر درجات اعمال السنة بتاع الاولاد اللى عندى فى الفصل جوة على دولاب التليفزيون فلو سمحتى بس هاتيه وافتحى باب الشقة هتلاقينى واقف على السلم . استغربيت وقالت لى انت واقف على السلم ؟ ليه مخبطتش قلت لها معلش محبيتش ازعجك قالت لى ده بيتك قلت لها خلاص اعملى حسابك انا هدخل اجيبه . وقمت فاتح الباب ودخلت هى قفلت عليها باب الغرفة واستنت انا اخد الدفتر المزعوم وامشى ، فضلت اكركب جوة فى اوضه المعيشة شوية حوالى 10 دقايق هى خرجت من غرفتها وقالت لى الله هو انت لسة هنا منزلتش ليه قلت لها مش لاقيه فضلت ادور فى كل جزء فى البيت مش لاقيه والمشكلة كده ان انا اتاخرت على معاد المدرسة بتاعتى قالت لى دور عليه بهدوء وانا هدخل البس هدوم الخروج وانزل معاك قلت لها الله طب والاكل اللى قلتى هتعمليه ؟ قالت لى مكسلة والله قلت لبها لا معلش لازم النهاردة ناكل من ايديكى وادينى خلاص مش هعرف اروح المدرسة وهقعد معاكى اسليكى ….
بصت لى بدهشة وهى مبتسمة كده وقالت :تقعد معايا ازاى ؟ انت بتهزر ؟ قلت لها عادى مش احنا زى الاخوات ؟ قالت لى لا معلش انت مراتك صاحبتى ؟ ويمكن تتضايق منى لو عرفت بحاجة زى دى وثقتها فيا تنتهى .
قلت لها عن نفسى مش هقول لمراتى حاجة ماتقوليلهاش انتى كمان .. قالت لى مينفعش ….ساعتها فهمت ان الامور مش هتبقى سهلة عشان كده لغيت الخطة الاصلية اللى كنت بفكر فيها وقررت الجأ للخطة البديلة قلت لها طب متزعليش منى بس اعملى لى كوب شاى هشربه وانزل على طول … دخلت سماح المطبخ تعمل الشاى واتسحبت انا على غرفتها خدت الموبايل بتاعها وقفلته وروحت مخبيه داخل الصيديلة الموجودة فى مراية الحمام.. جابت سماح الشاى وانا فضلت اشربه وهى دخلت غرفتها تلبس هدومها عشان تلبس وتنزل …بعد شوية خرجت وهى لابسة هدوم الخروج بتاعتها جيبة وبلوزة وطرحة و بتقول لى رن على موبايلى عشان مش عارفة حطيته فين قلت لها بكل هدوء مفيش داعى لانه مقفول ، انه شايله فى الحفظ والصون . اندهشت وقالت لى انت بتقول ايه ؟ قلت لها اعمل لك ايه يعنى …. مش عاوزة تعطينى ابدا ريق حلو رغم انك عارفة انا شايل لك معزة كبيرة قد ايه .. كانت فاكرانى بهزر و قالت لى طب ليه كده ؟ قلت لها بمنتهى الصراحة يا سماح انا يوم ما مراتى عرفتنى بيكى وانا ندمان وحاسس انى اتسرعت فى زواجى وانى كان لازم انى اتجوزك انتى ..قالت لى انت بتقول ايه قلت لها دى الحقيقة انتى مش حاسة انا بحبك قد ايه وبتمناكى قد ايه ومبحلمش بأى حاجة فى الدنيا غير انك تكونى فى حضنى …قالت لى وليد ارجوك انت مراتك صاحبتى قلت لها وفيها ايه ماهو احمد برده كان اخو صاحبتك … اتصدمت وقالت لى قصدك ايه قلت لها مفيش داعى للكلام الكتير انا عارف كل حاجة عن موضوعك مع احمد ومع ذلك بحبك وعايزك فى حضنى ، ومحبيتش انى اقول لمراتى عن الموضوع ده ولا اقول لجوزك كمان …. بصت لى سماح وقالت لى يعنى الموضوع كده ماشى والمطلوب ؟ قلت لها هنلعب لعبة حلوة مع بعض ….. هتدورى على الموبايل بتاعك فى كل مكان فى البيت بشرط … لو فتحتى مثلا درج الكوميدينو وملقيتيهوش تقلعى حاجة لابساها من هدومك وتدورى تانى ونفضل على كده لغاية حاجة من اتنين … يا اما تلاقى الموبايل وساعتها تاخديه وتنزلى …. يا اما هتبقى عريانة خالص ويبقى انا كسبت وانتى ملكى لمدة ساعة تنفذى فيها اى حاجة انا عايزها … وليكى الحرية انك توافقى ونلعب او ترفضى وتنزلى بس تنسى موبايلك للابد … حاولت تقوللى كلام كتير عشان اعطيها تليفونها وتنزل لكن انا كنت مصمم … ماهى دى فرصتى الوحيدة …. فكرت شوية وقالت لى يعنى تعمل معايا انا كده ؟ قلت لها انا بحبك متفتكريش ان قلبى جامداو انى وحش بس بجد انا عاوزك …. وبالطريقة دى … بدات سماح تلين وانا اشجعها لغاية ما وافقت …. وبدات اللعبة ….
اول مكان هى دورت فيه كان درج دولاب التليفزيون وطبعا مكنش فيه حاجة … بصت لى شاورت لها على طرحتها …. قلعت طرحتها ….. فتحت درج تانى ولما لقيته فاضى وقفت وبصت لى فشاورت لها على زراير بلوزتها … وبدات تفتح الزراير وراحت خالعة بلوزتها …. وكانت لابسة تحت منها قميص جمالات بيج كان شكله تحفة على جسمها الابيض ودراعاتها اللى زى المرمر الابيض عريانة كده وبدون ارادة لقيت ايديا بتتمد وتحسس على دراعاتها …. رجعت للخلف وقالت لى لا انا لسة مبقيتش ملكك متلمسنيش ….. قلت لها كملى …
كنا واقفين ساعتها فى غرفة المعيشة بالبيت والغرفة دى فيها سرير الاطفال …. والتليفزيون والكمبيوتر ودولاب الاطفال …. مدت ايديها ورفعت مخدة السرير …. وقبل ماتلف لى وتبص كالعادة كنت انا ورا منها وايدى بتفك لها كوبشة الجيبة … قالت لى ايه ده ؟ قلت لها ده بس عشان متضيعيش وقت … كملت هى وبدات تنزل جيبتها عشان اتفاجىء بان القميص البيج بتاعها قصير اوى يادوب واصل تحت كلوتها بالعافية …. كانت فخادها المربربة البيضاء حكاية …. صفرت وقلت لها : يا صفايح الزبدة السايحة …. اتبسمت على خفيف وقالت لى مش كفاية كده بقه ؟ قلت لها كفاية ؟ بتحلمى ؟ لاااااااا بد ان ادخل بكى ….. قالت لى طب بصراحة هو التليفون هنا فى الغرفة ؟ قلت لها بصراحة هساعدك عندك الصالون وغرفة النوم التانية ممكن تدورى فيهم …. خرجت للصالون وراحت نازلة قدام الكنبة الكبيرة على الارض تبص تحتها …. وكنت انا فى الحظة دى برفع طرف قميصها القصير واشلحه لفوق واقول لها مش عندك مش عندك …. وقمت ماسكها من تحت باطها موقفها ورافع قميصها لفوق ملقعهولها ولزقت جسمى فيها من ورا وحاضنها اوى وخليت ايدى اليمين تمسك بزها اليمين من فوق السنتيان وايدى الشمال تنزل على كلوتها تدعك في كوسها وتحسس عليه من فوق الكلوت … هى كانت هايجة وبتحاول تتماسك …… قلت لها كملى … قالت لى مش قادرة … قلت لها لازم ….دخلت غرفة النوم فتحت الدولاب وراحت قافلة واتدورت لى ومن غير اى كلمة مدت ايديها ورا ضهرها وفتحت سونتيانتها و راحت منزلاها من على جسمها … لقيت قدامى تفاحتين بيض على صدرها وعلى كل تفاحة فراولاية حمرا تستاهل بؤك ….. طبعا فى فيمتو ثانية كنت واقف قدامها بالظبط وايدى بتدعك لها بزازها … مسكتهم وضغطت عليهم بصوابعى … وكنت بوشى قدام وشها بالظبط وبقول لها اتنفسى عاوز اشم ريحة نفسك …. قالت لى مش قادرة اكمل …. انا كمان عاوزاك دلوقتى …. طلعت لسانى وبدات الحس شفايفها فتحتهم دخلت لسانى جوة بؤها وبدات امصمص فى لسانها … مدت ايديها وبدات تفك لى زراير قميصى مسكت ايديها و نزلتهم لبنطلونى وقلت لها خليكى هنا ملكيش دعوة بالقميص .. بدات تحسس على زوبرى من فوق البنطلون وراحت فاتحة سوستة البنطلون وبدات تمسك لى زوبرى وتحسس عليه وكنت انا خلاص قلعت قميصى والتيشرت اللى تحته فى اللحظة دى وشفايفى بتاكل فى بزازها الجميلة وقمت حاضنها اوى وبدات ابوسها بعنف وقوة وانا بحضنها جامد من شفايفها لرقبتها لبزازها لكتفها و قمت نازل على ركبى ومسكت كلوتها نزلته على الارض وفى لحظة كنت ببوس تنتها ولسانى بيدور على كسكوسها و وبدات اعدى بلسانى من عليه وهى واقفة بتترعش وسندت ضهرها على الدولاب فرفعت رجلها اليمين وبدات ابوس ركتها واعضعض فخدها وانا رايح بشفايفى على كوسها الساخن وبدات احس بالعسل الساقط من كوسها من فرط شهوتها اللى هو مية كوسها العطرة ولزقت شفايفى على كوسها وسيبت لسانى يدخل جوة ويلحس …يلحس .
بعد كده قمت وقفت ونزلت هلى تقلعنى البنطلون واللباس وشافت زوبرى اللى واقف ومتاهب للاقتحام وفى ثوانى كانت بتمص فيه بمنتهى القوة والحب والشهوة ……. وفضلت تمص وتمص لغاية لما قلت لها كفاية كده قومى …قامت ….مسكتها وروحت بيها للسرير زقيتها نامت على ضهرها مسكت رجليها بسرعة وقمت فاتحهم وداخل بجسمى بين فخادها وفى لحظة كنت بحسس بزوبرى على كوسها طالع نازل بيه وروحت مدخله جواها وهى بتنتفض وبقينا جسم واحد وزوبرى داخل طالع جوة كوسها سيبت فخادها وحضنتها وانا بنيك فيها وكنت بعمل كل حاجة فى نفس الوقت زوبرى بينيك وايدى بتدعك فى بزاازها وشفايفى بتاكل شفايفها لغاية لما حسيت ان لبنى خلاص هييجى قمت مدخل زوبرى جامد للخر وسيبته ينطر جوة كوسها حمم الشوق الملتهبة …. وبعد ماخلصا نطر لفيتها تنام على جنبها الشمال ورفعت رجلها اليمين لفوق بايدى ودخلت جسمى تانى وانا نايم على جنبى وراها وقلت لها دخلى زوبرى جوة كوسك مدت ايديها و مسكته وراحت بيه لكسكوسها ودخلته وبدات انيك من تانى فيها و دورت هى وشها ناحية وشى وبدات ابوس فيها وهى تقول لى انا مكنتش اتخيل انى هتبسط معاك اوى كده رفعت دراعها وحطيت لسانى تحت باطها وبدات الحس عرقها واعضعض فى بزازها … بعد شوية خليتها وقفت على ركبها زى الكلبة ووقفت انا وراها ومديت صوابعى على خرم طيزها ادعك فيه وهى بتقول لى لا بلاش كده مقدرش قلت لها لا دى احلى حاجة انتى جربتى قبل كده قالت لى لا بس اسمع انه بيوجع اوى … قلت لها بس ممتع اوى اوى …. بليت صابعى بلسانى وبدات ابعبص فى طيزها وهى بتستجيب شوية بشوية لغاية ما حسيت ان خرم طيزها وسع شوية وروحت حاطط طرف زوبرى عليه وبدات ادخله شوية بشوية …. اكتر اكتر وايدى ملفوفة على بؤها عشان لو صوتت بصوت عالى وفضلت اسرع اكتر واكتر شوية بشوية وهى عاملة زى الكلبة عاوزة تجرى من زوبرى اللى مش راضى يرحم طيزها ….. خليتها تلف وتخلى وشها قدام المراية اللى جنب السرير ولما سالت ليه كده ؟ قلت لها عشان تشوفى نفسك وانتى مبسوطة وفضلت انيك فيها وايدى بتدعك فى بزازها المدلدلة .. شوية فى طيزها وشوية فى كوسها لغاية ماحسيت انى خلاص هجيبهم تانى …. وفى لحظة ماجيت انطرهم روحت حاضنها جامد واخدها لتحت عشان تنام على بطنها وانا فوق منها ولبن زوبرى بيغرق كسكوسها الجميل …..
ومن يومها واحنا اتغيرت علاقتنا ببعض على الاخر …. قدام مراتى هى صاحبتها وحبيبتها ومفيش اى حاجة خالص …. ولوحدنا بتتحول لمجرد خدامة ملهاش غير سيدها الوحيد …. وليد

صاحبة مراتي بتتناك مني صدفة

صاحبة مراتي بتتناك مني صدفة

انا بقي هحكيلكم الحكاية من البداية انا بنزل اجازات مش دايما ببقي موجود في البيت طول الشهر وفي اجازة من الاجازات اتصلت واحدة صاحبة مراتي علشان تعدي علينا لما تنزل القاهرة وهي كانت ساكنة في محافظة بعيدة عننا انا كنت اعرف البنت دي من ايام م كنت خاطب مراتي وهي كانت متجوزة ومخلفة بس علي مشاكل مع جوزها وشبة منفصلين وهي كانت بصراحة حركاتها بالنسبة لي كانت مريبة وانا كنت دايما ببصلها نظرات سكسي وهي كزا مرة وانا خاطب مراتي لما قابلتها انا وخطبتي جربت المس جسمها ف هي استجابت وكنت بالمس اماكن حساسة عندها كنت بحط ايدي علي طيزها وعلي صدرها وكان بصراحة ملبن المهم علشان مطولش عليكو انا ساعتها بدات اتكلم انا ومراتي واهزر معاها واقولها صاحبتك دي جامدة وهي كانت برضو بتهزر في وسط الهزار انا قولتلها لما صاحبتك تيجي نخليها ترقصلنا بدل م نتفرج علي التت انا وانتي وبالمناسبة انا مراتي كانت حامل يعني مكنتش بتعملي اوضاع تهيجني زي وهي مش حامل المهم لقيت مراتي قالت والله فكرة طيب انا هبقي اقترح عليها وهي اكيد هتوافق استغربت ان مراتي خددت الموضوع جد بس اتبصت كتيييييييييير واول م صحبتها جت سلمت عليها وصاحبتها كانت قصيرة شوية بس كانت فرسة طيزها طرية ملبن وعليها صدر كبير وهي كانت دايما تلبس لبس ضيق ومثير جدا لدرجة ان الكيلوت بتاعها كان حزة باين انا شوفتها بصراحة زوبري نط من مكانه المهم دخلت والسلامات والطيبات وبعدين بعدها بحوالي 3 او 4 ساعات مراتي دخلت هي وهي الاوضة وبعدها خرجت مراتي بتشدها من ايديها الظاهر كانت بتقنعها بموضوع الرقص ومراتي بتقولي تعالي يا حبيبي شدها معايا علشان مكسوفة منك انا روحت علي الاوضة لقيتها لابسة بدلة رقص متهيقلي كدا لو كانت لابسة قميص نوم مكنتش هتبقي سكسي زي كدا هي خدت البدلة دي من عند مراتي المهم كانت صدرها كلة باين منها علشان صدرها كان كبير مش متغطي منة غير الحلمات انا شديتها وشغلت الكمبيوتر وكان عندي اغاني رقص كتير المهم قعدنا نرقص ومراتي قالتلها اسالية بقي اية راية في رقصك قالتلي اية رايك قولتلها انا عندي فديو رقص احلي من كدا هي اتنرفزت وقالت طيب وريهوني انا بقي شغلت مقطع رقص من فيلم سكس فضلنا نتفرج احنا التلاتة لحد م الرقصة خلصت والبنت اللي كانت في الفديو قعدت علي حجر الراجل وبدا الفيلم السكس يسخن مراتي وصاحبنها بدات اشوف علي وشهم علامات الهياج المهم انا حطيت ايدي علي ورك مراتي وقعد ادعكلها فية وهي بدا صوتها يعلي روحت حاطت ايدي التانية علي ورك صاحبتها انا افتكرت مراتي هتزعل بس هي شافتني وعادي المهم بدا صوتهم هما الاتنين يعلي من الهياج روحت انا قومت وقلعت بنطلون الترننج وقعدت بالبوكسر وساعتها زوبري كان زي الحديدة واقف روحت مسكت ايد مراتي وخليتها تمسكة وروحت حاطت ايدي هلي صدر صاحبتها لقينة ناعم زي الحرير وملبن ملبن المهم بدات مراتي تقلعني البوكسر وتموصلي في زوبري وصاحبتها شافت زوبري اتجننت انا دخلت ايدي من تحت بدلة الرقص وطلعت بزازها وكانت حلاماتها واقفة اكتر من زوبر قعدت اموصلها في حلماتها ومراتي ماسكة زوبري المهم مراتي قلعت هدومها وبقت عريانة وانا روحت واقف ومقلع صاحبتها بدلة الرقص لقيتها مش لابسة غير الكيلوت تحتها المهم انا شوفت جسمها دماغي طارت من المنظر والبت الظاهر بقالها كتير متناكتش اول م لمست جسمها راحت في دنيا تانية مني خليت مراتي تلحس كوسها وانا بلحس في بزازها البنت كانت بتموت مننا المهم انا سمعتها وهي بتقول كفاية انا مش قادرة ومراتي بتقولها دا لسة هينيكك يا شرموطة في كسك الكبير دا وانا عكست الموضع مراتي بقت تمص في زبي وانا نزلت علي كوسها لقيتة جايب عسل كتير فضلت الحس فية المهم انا قومت ولمست زوبري لكسها راحت صارخة صرخة افتكرتها هتموت فيها مراتي حطط اديها علي بقها وقالتلها وطي صوتك يا شرموطة علشان الجيران قالتلها مش قادرة خلية يدخل زوبرة انا هموت من السخونة مراتي مسكت زوبري وكانت بتخبط بية علي كوسها وهي كل مرة بتصرخ وتكتم صرختها انا بدات ادخل اول حتة من زوبري في كسها وكنت حاسس بسخونة بنت متناكة وقامت هي شداني مرة واحدة زوبري اتفلت علي جوه وقامت هي ماسكاني جامد جدا وقالتلي مطلعش زوبرك مراتي في الوقت دا بتلعبلها في بزازها قومت مدخل ومخرج شوية وروحت مخرجة من كوسها ونيمت مراتي علي ضهرها وقومت ملمس زوبري لكسها وصاحبتها بتلعب في كسها وبتموت المهم فضلت ادخل واخرج وروحت منيم الاتنين وضع السجود وكنت بدخل زوبري في كس دي واخرجة ادخلة في كس دي فضلت كدا لحد ما حسيت انهم جابو هما الاتنين كزا مرة وانا قربت انزل قولتلهم انزلهم في كس مين فيكة صاحبتها قالتلي انا بقالي كتير كسي ما اترواش بمية راجل نزلهم جوة روحت مدخلو جوة كسها وسخنت عليها وروحت منزل جوة كسها مراتي شدت زوبري قبل ما يخلص ومصيتو وشربت شوية من لبنة وصاحبتها كمان شربت معاها واترووو بميتي وبعدها نيمت وسطيهم علي ضهري وهما الاتنين نامة علي صدري وماسكين زوبري هما الاتنين قومنا استحمينا احنا التلاتة وكنا مبسوطين جدا ونمنا مع بعض اليوم دا حوالي 4 او خمس مرات لحد م حسيت اني زوبر خلاص بيجيب هوا وصاحبنها باتت عندنا اليوم دا وصحينا الصبح عملنا واحد جماعي تاني وصاحبتها مشيت وقالت انها هتروح وهتيجي قبل الاجازة بتاعتي م تخلص وفعلا جت باتت معانا ليلة تانية قبل م اسافر علي شغلي وبدانا الحفلة بدري اليوم دا رقص ونيك لحد الصبح وانا في الشغل بكلمها وبتقعد تمارس العادة السرية وهي معايا علي التليفون وكدا الحكاية خلصت ياريت تكون عجبتكو وانا باقسملكو ان الحكاية دي حقيقية من غير تحوير