We are in our late thirties and enjoy life to the full. We
especially love hearing about husbands watching their wives being
screwed by other men. My husband found it a real turn-on and often
talked about seeing me with another man, although I wasn’t sure that
he’d find it so exciting if it really happened.
I find young, pretty men very exciting, the androgynous kind,
the ones you’re not sure whether they are male or female, and I often
fantasized about being screwed by one.
Not long ago we went to a party and they’d hired a live band
whose lead singer was the essence the androgynous male for me. He was
so pretty he would have walked away with any beauty title. I couldn’t
take my eyes off him. He might have looked like a beautiful woman but
the rather large bulge in his skin-tight trousers proved he was male.
He kept looking at me and each time I felt shivers running up and down
my spine and I wasn’t surprised to find that my undies were wet. My
husband is an astute man and he doesn’t miss a thing. I don’t know
how he persuaded the fellow to join us but suddenly we were home and
he was sitting in our lounge drinking.
My husband went to the kitchen and Raymond pulled me against
his chest and started to kiss me passionately. At first I was taken
aback but soon I was returning his kiss fervently, even when I heard
my husband come back into the room. The kiss led to intimate fondling
and somehow I ended up naked with only my stockings and shoes on.
I looked at my husband and he was sitting in a chair, rubbing
his bulge, his eyes lustfully fixed on us. I realized that both our
fantasies were about to come to life. As Raymond and I kissed, my hand
stroked his erect cock until it was real hard and what a handful it
was! For such a slim man his cock was out of proportion, very thick
and long, prominently veined, and with a bulbous head.
He sat back on a chair and, pushing down on my shoulders, he
made me kneel between his legs. I knew what he wanted and I longed to
take that large head into my mouth, so without hesitation I wrapped
my lips around it. He sighed as my tongue explored the small hole. I
looked at my husband to see how he was taking it, seeing his wife
sucking a stranger’s cock. He looked in a daze but his right hand was
buried inside his open trousers and I could see that he was stroking
his cock as his wife licked and sucked the big dick in her mouth.
I suppose it must have been quite a shock to see one’s wife
kneeling at the feet of a man much younger than she, her full red
lips stretched to the limit around his large prick. I curled my hand
around the shaft as I continued to suck the head. My other hand was
cradling my pussy, my fingertips gently flicking my already swollen
slit.
Raymond slipped down in the chair and I was able to bob my
head up and down his cock, taking more of his hard meat between my
full lips. I was lost in a sea of lust, sucking, licking and
nibbling on the cock pistoning inside my mouth while driving my
fingers deep inside my wet cunt, my thumb teasing my clit.
I heard my husband urging me on to greater feats. It was so
obscene that it freaked me out and I became even wilder. I took so
much dick into my mouth that the head was lodged deep in my throat
and I was still trying to get more in as I longed for him to spunk
in my mouth.
I’d already had two preliminary orgasms, but as he tensed
and my lips clasped his cock behind the head, I felt the hot spurts
hit the back of my throat and I came at the same time. I shook
violently as my cunt clutched my fingers. I was drinking spurt after
spurt of semen yet some still oozed out of the corners of my mouth.
Later my husband said it was that sight that made him come
off; another man’s spunk oozing out while his cock was still buried
deep in my throat.
We rested, talked and drank before once again I was kneeling
before Raymond to make his cock hard again. I licked it all over, my
tongue running all over his balls and then up the length of his shaft
to the swollen head. Soon his prick had regained its full splendor and
although I would have been happy to suck him off again, he wanted to
fuck me.
He sat on the edge of the chair and made me lower myself onto
his upstanding cock. I knew that he had chosen that position so that
my husband could see everything. He grabbed a buttock in each hand and
helped me to lift myself up and down on his cock. I could see my
husband’s eyes glued to the sight of Ray’s big tool glistening with
my pussy juice each time it emerged from the depths of my cunt. He
fucked me like that for a long time and I had several orgasms before
he lowered me to the carpet and moved between my thighs.
My heels waved high in the air as he fucked me hard and fast.
Again I came, more than once, as his cock screwed into me. My husband
was beside us watching while he jerked on his stiff cock. Ray stopped
and made me kneel on all fours. He knelt behind me and rammed his meat
back into me, all the way to my throat it seemed.
I felt and acted like a bitch on heat as the young man grabbed
my hips and held them steady as he rammed his prick all the way to my
womb with great power. His cock brought me off once again. I thought
he would fill my cunt with his juices but just before coming, he
pulled out and whipped me around so that I was facing him. A few
strokes of his hand and his spunk was splashing against my face. I
opened my mouth and caught a few drops.
The man sat back on his heels looking satisfied and he said
something to my husband. I got the biggest shock of my life when my
husband knelt in front of me and licked the stranger’s come from my
face. It was so lewd that I fingered my pussy and had another orgasm.
We were exhausted and dragged ourselves upstairs. Again Ray
said something to my husband and I watched astonished as he headed
for the spare bedroom while Ray and I ensconced ourselves in the big
double bed.
I did not get much sleep that night, the guy was insatiable
and very inventive and made me do things I’d never dreamt of, but I
loved everything. He left next morning after breakfast – and a fuck
in the front hall – promising to phone!