Intimate Sharing
by Hot Milfs Blog
I love to watch my wife with other men. I’ve read enough
letters in enough magazines to know that I’m not alone, but if
you had asked me, I would have never guessed that watching Jenny
have sex with other men would be my biggest turn-on.
Jenny was a virgin when we married thirteen years ago, and
was very inexperienced in sexual matters. I found it hard to
believe that a girl with her looks and a body that stopped
traffic could be so `untouched’ and innocent, but she assured me
it was the result of strict religious upbringing, at home and in
school, and living home with her parents until we married.
Jenny is now 35 years old, and has never looked better in
her life. She is beautiful, with pale, ivory skin; full, pouty
lips; huge brown eyes; and shining brown hair in a classic page
cut. She reeks class. Aerobics and running have made her firmer
than ever and her 36C-23-35 figure on a 5′4″ frame would have to
be termed perfect in my book. We’ve been happily married, and
our sex life started slow and has improved over the years.
……
I enjoy reading adult magazines and, occasionally, Jenny
would read a letter or two without comment. One day, she asked
me to point out the letters that really turned me on.
Invariably, the ones that made me the hottest told tales of
husbands watching their wives have sex with other men, sometimes
with multiple partners. Jenny asked me if I ever thought about
her screwing another man. I was honest and told her that I could
sometimes visualize her doing the things in the letters, but I
certainly did not want her to actually do those things. I
assured her the letters were a turn-on and a fantasy, but did not
mean I had an actual desire for her to fuck another man. She
said she was glad that I didn’t want her to have sex with others,
because she didn’t want me to have sex with other women, either.
We continued to read the magazines, and Jenny would
playfully point out the ones for me to read first. She was
always right and I was glad she understood about my fantasy.
……
Last September, my fortieth birthday fell on a Saturday, and
Jenny said she had the whole day planned for me. It began with a
wonderful session of making love; then I was treated to breakfast
in bed, and later, lunch on our screened-in back patio. The
afternoon had me on the porch, deep in a chaise lounge, dozing in
front of college football on the portable TV.
The lawn was in dire need of cutting, my normal Saturday
task, but Jenny said that the lawn was also taken care of. I
heard a mower start up and Jenny stepped out onto the porch in
her tiniest bikini and said, “Ah, right on time. See? All taken
care of.”
Apparently she had hired our neighbor’s son, Danny, to mow
the lawn for me. He was a great-looking kid we had watched grow
up. Only just starting his Junior year in high school, he was
the ultimate jock, with a sweater full of high school varsity
letters and a wall full of trophies.
When he got to the back lawn I was amazed at his physique.
Six feet tall, he weighed about 175, all muscle. He was wearing
shorts and high-tops, and his bare chest was tan and gleaming
with sweat.
Jenny walked past me, out the door, with two large
lemonades. “Hey, Danny,” She shouted over the mower’s roar.
Danny cut the engine and turned to see who shouted. When he
saw Jenny walking toward him in that tiny bikini that perfectly
matched her eyes, I could almost hear him gulp from where I was
sitting.
“Hi, Mrs. H. I thought you were taking Mr. H. out all day,
for his birthday.” He made a valiant effort to look Jenny in the
eyes, but looking at her full, glowing body was too much
temptation. His eyes rarely looked above her ample cleavage.
Danny was obviously a tit-man.
“He’s sound asleep, now. We’ll be going out for dinner,
later. I was just getting the last of the season’s sun.” She
sat down on the chaise lounge and looked up at Danny’s crotch.
Knowing Jenny, I knew something was up. I wasn’t asleep and
she knew it, so I wanted to watch and see what she was up to. I
knew that if Danny looked into the porch from the bright
sunlight, the shade and screens made it so dark that he wouldn’t
be able to distinguish me from the seat cushions, so I felt
perfectly safe as a peeping-tom.
Danny stepped closer to Jenny and used the opportunity to
stare down between her two magnificent breasts. The crotch of
his shorts began to swell. Mine did, too.
Danny gulped the rest of his drink, “Thanks for the
lemonade, Mrs. H. I guess I better get back to mowing.”
I’m sure Jenny caught the crack in his voice as well as I
did. She smiled up at him and said, “There’s no hurry, Dan. I
was just looking at your body. It looks like all those weights
your mother’s always complaining about lying around the house are
having a very positive effect.”
I guess exercise is a topic jocks always feel like talking
about, because the next few minutes were filled with the details
of lifting weights.
Jenny stood up and reached out to touch Danny’s arms. “Wow,
Dan, your arms are hard as rocks.” She moved her hands up to his
shoulders and down his chest, over his nipples. “You are an
Ironman, aren’t you?”
Danny could only nod, and Jenny continued with the slow
torture. As I watched this scene, I removed my throbbing cock
from my shorts and began to squeeze it. I had never seen Jenny
flirt like this, and I had never been hotter.
“I’ve been thinking about lifting weights, too. I’m afraid
aerobics and running won’t be enough to keep me firm. I’m
already beginning to sag like an old lady.”
“No way, Mrs. H.! You look terrific.”
“Well, thank you, kind sir. Say, if you can keep this
professional, maybe you can give me some advice. Are there
exercises I could do to prevent my breasts from sagging any more?
Look.” With that, Jenny untied the string behind her neck and on
her back. She removed the bikini top as casually as removing a
winter coat.
Danny’s eyes actually bulged as he viewed Jenny’s round,
full tits and brown, hardening nipples. He tried to blurt out
something, but all that came out was, “Oh, Mrs. H…”
“Oh, Dan, it’s okay. I just want your expert opinion on a
bodybuilding question. If you prefer, I can put my top back on,
but then you can’t see as well.”
I almost couldn’t stifle my laughter. Jenny was obviously
having a good time.
When she lifted both tits in her hands, I shot a thick
stream of cum across the porch to begin one of the best solo
orgasms of my life.
“Is there an exercise I can do to keep these right where
they are, and not sag any further?” Danny’s cock was straining
the fabric of his shorts. Danny managed a shrug and Jenny sat,
again.
“Oh, Dan, I did that, didn’t I? I’m so sorry. I was
thinking about exercise and forgot that you are a red-blooded
teenager. Here, let me make it better for you.” With that,
Jenny pulled Danny’s shorts down over his hips and cock. He
stood absolutely still as they fell to his ankles. I felt more
than a little twinge of jealously as I saw that his cock was
obviously longer, thicker and straighter than mine.
Jenny reached for him, pulling him a step closer with her
hands on his ass. She kissed the pink head of his cock and then
licked the underside. She opened her mouth to accept his cock,
sucking and slurping it in and out. In less than a minute, Danny
began to pant and jerk his hips.
Another man’s cock was shooting cum into my wife’s hot mouth
and I had another raging hard-on!
Jenny swallowed everything and licked Danny’s penis clean
before she released him. His cock was still semi-rigid as he sat
down on the grass.
Jenny smiled down at him, “You taste wonderful.” Danny’s
penis jerked a little in response. “You’ve made me very hot,
Dear.” It jerked again. “I think I need more of you.” And that
was it; Danny was hard again, and I cursed his youth.
Jenny stood long enough to untie her bikini bottom, and push
Danny onto his back. I had the perfect angle to watch his cock
penetrate my wife’s pink, wet cunt, as she lowered herself onto
it. I didn’t know if Danny was a virgin, but even if he wasn’t,
I was certain that Jenny was giving him the best fuck of his
young life. She rode his cock, placing his hands on her bouncing
…End of the part1. To be continued..