Intimate Sharing part2
by Hot Milfs Blog tits, and showing his fingers how to pinch her nipples as she
neared an orgasm. I could see his big cock shining with my
wife’s cunt juices when she raised herself up on it, only to drop
down with a moan.
It wasn’t long before she began a very intense orgasm. She
lost control of her rhythm, and was moaning in complete surrender
to the feeling washing through her. When the orgasm abated,
Jenny slowly lifted herself off Danny’s still-hard cock. He
whimpered a low “No,” but Jenny laid down on the chaise, with a
leg off each side, and smiled, “Come fuck me, Dan.”
And he did. He moved between her legs, and shoved his meat
up her cunt in one fast move. Jenny grunted at the force of his
invasion and wrapped her legs around his hips and her arms around
his neck. Danny then proceeded to pound Jenny’s ass into the
deep cushion of the chaise, ramming his cock into her up to the
root.
Jenny stayed right with him, urging him on, “Oh, yes, Dan.
Fuck me. Pump me hard, Dear. Oh, yes!”
By luck, accident or design, they both hit their orgasm
simultaneously. After their climax, Danny rolled off Jenny. His
cock was shining with her and his own juices, and they were both
covered with sweat. Their breathing slowed and Jenny dropped her
hand to Danny’s chest, running her fingernails gently over his
skin. They shared her lemonade and Danny stood to pull up his
shorts.
Jenny held out her hand, “Wait. Let me clean that for you,
Dan.” He needed no further urging to move closer to my wife.
Jenny took his soft, wet cock into her mouth and began to
suck and lick it clean. In seconds, it was growing hard yet
again, and I marveled at Danny’s recuperative powers.
Jenny gave a throaty laugh and said, “Oh, dear! It’s still
alive!”
Danny smiled as Jenny let it slip out of her mouth and she
positioned herself bending over the chaise. Danny walked his
hard cock right up Jenny’s cunt.
It took a little while for him to come this time, and Jenny
didn’t come, but her urging and moaning signified she was
definitely enjoying being fucked again. When Danny finished,
Jenny told him I’d be waking up soon and he could finish the lawn
later.
Jenny walked naked across the lawn and into porch and stood
beside me. “Happy birthday, Darling. Want to feel someone
else’s cum in your wife’s cunt?”
I reached out and inserted two fingers up her cunt. I could
feel the mixture of her lubricant and Danny’s sticky cum and my
cock began shooting again. Jenny bent over and caught the rest
of my cum with her mouth. When I finished, Jenny smiled and
looked down at her body. Cum was dripping down her thighs, her
tits had red marks on them where Danny had been a little rough,
and she was covered with sweat and grass and dust. To me, she
had never looked sexier in her life.
She licked the wetness off my fingers and said, “I need a
long hot bath!” I was exhausted and fell asleep before she
started to fill the tub.
Jenny and I discussed the day’s events over dinner. She
said she had been thinking about it a long time. Although she
couldn’t picture herself ever cheating on me with another man,
the thought of me watching her with another man grew and grew
until it became a full-fledged turn-on for her, too. She worked
the whole plan through her head for days, before she had the
nerve to actually call Danny and arrange for him to mow the lawn.
“So, how was he? His stamina depressed this 40-year old
man.”
Jenny giggled and said, “His stamina surprised this 35-year
old woman! I thought it would all be over and done in just a few
minutes.”
I toasted her with my wine, “You are the cause of that,
Dear. Your beauty, your amazing body, and your pure sexuality.”
Jenny blushed, “The whole time it was going on, I was
thinking about you watching me, knowing I was doing this for
you.”
I raised an eyebrow, “Oh, so then you didn’t enjoy it?”
She laughed, “Of course, I enjoyed it! If he ever learns
how to really use what he has, there will be a traffic problem in
the neighborhood from all the teenie-boppers lining up and
cruising by. He’s a real stud.”
A serious thought intruded, “You know he’ll want more, don’t
you?”
Jenny waved my concern away. “I’m sure he’ll ask or try,
but I’ll convince him it was a once in a lifetime thing that can
never be repeated.”
Jenny was right. She told me that a few days later, Danny
stopped by before I got home from work. Jenny said she sat him
down, held his hand and apologized for what happened. She said
she didn’t know what came over her, that she loved her husband
and could never risk her marriage like that, again. Apparently,
Danny took it all, with a pout, but finally left.
If anything, Jenny and I felt even closer than we did before
my birthday. Left with a quiet moment in work, or distracted
from a book, my mind would wander back to our porch, and I could
see another man’s hard, pink/purple cock spreading my wife’s pink
pussy lips, fucking her willing cunt.
……
On a Friday night in November I was home alone. A guy in
Jenny’s office was being transferred to Los Angles, and she was
at the going away party. A little after midnight, the phone woke
me.
It was Jenny, “If I were you, I’d take a chair into the
bedroom closet. I might be bringing home another birthday gift
for you. I love you.”
Surprised at the call, I hurried to make the bed and pry a
few louvers in the closet door apart. I was ready when I heard
the car pull into our driveway.
The front door opened, and I heard Jenny, “Thanks for the
ride home, Bill. I had too, too much to drink.”
Bill was the guy leaving for L.A. He was about my age and
very good-looking. “My pleasure, Jenny. The party was beginning
to drag, anyway. What do you say we wake Ron up and keep the
party going here?”
“No can do. Ron’s in Denver until tomorrow, and I’ve had
enough to drink for the night. I’m very tight! How about you?
Want a coffee or another drink?”
“Sure, coffee sounds great.”
“Good. I make a mean cup of coffee. But, first, let me get
these damn heels off.”
“I’ll keep you company.”
Jenny hit the light switch as she entered the bedroom and
Bill was one step behind her. I had the perfect view of him
reaching around my wife and cupping her breasts. Jenny leaned
her head back on his shoulder and said, “Ohhhh, Bill. You aren’t
trying to take advantage of my inebriated state, are you?”
His fingers had found Jenny’s nipples, and they were
obviously hardening to his touch. “Yeah, I want to take
advantage of you. I want to see how really tight you are, and I
don’t mean from the drinks.”
Jenny turned and pushed him back onto the bed. He was
sitting on the edge, looking up at her. Her back was to me and
I watched Bill’s face as my wife began to strip for him. Her
dress buttoned across the shoulders, and when open, fell to her
feet. Jenny slowly lifted the dark blue, full slip up over her
hips and head and stood still. She was still wearing her heels,
a dark lacy bra, tiny panties, garterbelt and stockings.
Bill licked his lips. “I want to see your tits.”
Jenny opened the front of her bra and dropped it to the
floor.
“Your pussy. I want to see your cunt.”
Jenny stepped out of her wispy panties and pushed Bill back
onto the bed. Then she knelt on the floor between his legs and
began to open his slacks. I heard the zipper and watched her
pull his pants down to the floor. His cock stood up pink and
rigid. Jenny shifted position to give me a perfect view as she
lowered her mouth over his cock.
She sucked him for a few minutes and then climbed up and
mounted him. Bill grabbed handfuls of her ass, “Oh, Jenny, you
ARE tight! All this time we worked together, we could’ve been
fucking like this. You walk around that office like the perfect
lady, but you are really one easy little slut, aren’t you?”
Jenny was responding to his cock and his talk, but before
she could get there, Bill tightened his hold on her ass and
…End of the part2. To be continued..