So, it was, I guess, Friday night when she was again panty-clad all night long that I asked her again whether she was doing it for herself or for Frank. She giggled and confessed that it made her horny to think of her panties as keeping both me and her away from her pussy. So I asked her if Frank had ever said anything about it and she took a moment to, I guess, think of her response and then she said something like about not discussing it with Frank and then proceeded to say that she was still wet from me from Thursday night and that she didn't think she wanted Frank to have to deal with that. I was still thinking of what she said when she said "see" -and with that she slid her hand under her panties and I could see a finger slip into her pussy and she then pulled it out and she showed me that she was still wet. The smell was what gave it away to me. And I remember being lost in thought when she said something about "...maybe having to clean up a bit more...".
I was actually still a bit spent from Thursday night so in a way, I wasn't necessarily complaining about being shut-out Friday night. But the thought of it really did work on me all night long.
Saturday was a nice day and mid-morning or so Sue announced that she was going out shopping in the afternoon. Our daughter was still home and she asked if Sue could drop her at a friends house rather than "being stuck home with Dad". It was actually a bit awkwardly exciting when we'd finished with lunch and our daughter was egging Sue on to "come on already" - not realizing how it all sounded to me.
So - about 2pm they both took off and I didn't hear from either of them until close to 7pm. Our daughter wound up at the mall with friends of hers and wouldn't be home till "later" (as a 15 year old would say it). And finally, a little after 7pm, Sue texted me that she was on her way home.
Should I say I was actually a bit nervous waiting for her. I was thinking that this was maybe the closest I'd get to having her just after Frank was through short of being there with them. I remember pacing the floor till I saw her pull in just before 7:30pm.
She looked heavenly. There is something that is just so intoxicating about how she looked when she's just been fucked. This calm peaceful appearance that just exudes sexuality....
We stumbled up to the bedroom, me taking clothes off her the whole way up until she was only in her bra and panties as we lay on the bed together. Somehow knowing she was naked beneath this thin layer of material - as I looked her over, seeing her pussy and the dampened crotch and knowing Frank had probably just been in her was enough to drive me crazy.
I got undressed and I remember her clearly smiling at my stiff cock. And as I said, I think I was even a bit nervous as I lay next to her. We kissed and I guess from her body-language, she wanted me to do the same as Thursday, to "seduce" her into getting undressed. No matter, it didn't take long and again, as I unclipped her bra and she slid it off her shoulders - damn if I didn't get such an intense thrill at seeing her stiff nipples and knowing that Frank was most definitely sucking on them not long ago.
But what I can also definitely say is that thinking about that only made me want to pull her panties off even more. She played and teased me by resisting my initial attempts to remove them - "are you sure you're ready?" and other teases of "I'm pretty sore down there" only served to make me want her even more. And sure enough, the arousal got to her soon enough and she lifted her butt off the bed and I slid them down.
As she raised her legs to let me slip them off she commented that "we just finished only a half-hour ago" and with that she let her legs down flat on the bed and then playfully spread them a little. Normally I cannot wait to push her legs back and take my turn with her - but with the house empty and it being so early in the evening - I fought off my horniness and instead - I think I surprised her even by starting to go down on her. She knew what I was doing when I started kissing her neck and working my way down her body.
She started to say something to me but I wasn't paying attention as I worked my way down her stomach and approached her pussy. I did remember hearing her say what she's said to me several times already since seeing Frank, that she was "very messy" down there. This time she tried to hold my head back for a second and when I looked up at her, she looked at me and said "you don't have to do that.... I wasn't kidding when I said he cums a lot....".
I must have unconsciously smiled or something because a second later she took her hands away and said something like ".... if you want to...". And a moment later I did start to lick around her pussy. She didn't resist when I pushed her legs back and when she saw/felt that I truly wanted to do this for her (to her?), she stopped all resistance.
I know I've gone down on her before after she's been with other guys but this was the first it'd be so soon after being with Frank.
My god!!! This guy can apparently cum quite a lot (of course if I only fucked once a week, I'd squirt a ton too). I know it grosses some of the people here to think about it - but I'm telling you, Saturday night, there was no place I'd rather be and nothing else I'd rather be doing. I do admit that when I think about it being Franks cum that I was licking out of her, that part does sometimes give me a bit of pause, but on the other hand, the feelings, sensations, tastes and experience of separating Sue's swollen pussy and revealing the true evidence of their passion - well when I think of it that way, it doesn't matter that it's Franks cum in her - it only matters that it is her pussy I am licking it up from. Feeling her body tense, feeling her pussy spasming as I lick and tongue away only made me even more horny. Knowing Frank had cum in her not more than maybe 40 minutes ago suddenly became an intense turn-on and I loved feeling her approaching another orgasm and feeling her body responding with its sweet wetness. I could defijnitely taste the pungency of Franks contributions - definitely, as her passion increased again, as her body approached her first orgasm of the night with me - it seemed to bring forth even more of Franks wetness. I could hear her moan with her passion and at the same time, I could feel and taste more of Franks cum as it oozed out of her pussy.
Finally, we could both stand it no more and I slid up her body and pointed my cock right at her now VERY wet and very open pussy. As I am writing this I am saying to myself that I need to keep my phone or our camera by the bed as the sight of her lying in wait like that is something I would have liked to have in a picture - she looked SOOOOO sexy lying like that. Not just how swollen and waiting her pussy looked, but how she looked in general - her breasts all taut, rising with each breath. Nipples impossibly hard and stiff, her breathing deep. And I will confess - the thought of her lying there like that for Frank is something that just turned me on incredibly. That he's had my wife in that same position - offering her body to him in the same way was just incredible to experience.
And in that same confession - as I entered her, the only thoughts I had were of Frank doing the same to her and of her eagerly accepting his cock just as she was moaning on mine. And oh my, was she ever wet. It was if her pussy was bottomless and just accepted all of what I could give her. She wrapped her legs around me and held me deep in her. I ground myself against her pussy as I could feel her orgasm approaching. I could actually feel her pussy clenching around my cock as I plunged in and out of her.
I guess we were probably only really at it for maybe 15 minutes or so but it seemed, at times, like we were fucking for hours. We both rode the edge of our orgasms until we could take it no more. She screamed first, arched her back and thrashed around under me. It was incredible feeling her writing under me. And as she was just coming down from the heights of passion was when her pussy seemed to open up and I slid into her deeper than I think I can recall and she said to me quietly "oh god, it's your turn..." "...cum in me!!!...". How could I resist her request - and a moment later I pushed back on her knees and plunged in one last time at which time she lay perfectly still for me and let me fuck her through my own orgasm. What an awesome feeling....
I will say that come last night, despite it only being just the one time we'd had sex on Saturday evening, that I was pleasantly satisfied and instead of sex last night, with the beautiful afternoon/evening - we spent the evening out on our patio with a bottle of wine and a nice fire going in the fire-pit.
What I haven't shared yet is what we talked about between Friday and yesterday. That I will post in a separate update as there is much to share. As a heads-up for Dana, no Sue did not tell Frank that I know what is going on. And, as you'll see, she doesn't think it'd be a good idea.
More later.