Six months after meeting on a mobile chat site and of some of the hottest phone sex imaginable, my wife, who up to this point had been completely faithful decided it was time to meet her phone lover. Since nearly six o'clock we had sat on the back patio facing the street which he would come down. Each time a car came by, she said she got butterflies in her stomach.
After a couple of hours and a couple of Pomegranete Fusion drinks, she went inside, much more relaxed. She wore a cute white top, which showed her recently acquired nipple rings clearly, and Abercrombie Jeans, which made her perfect ass look even more appealing.
He arrived around ten. He knocked, she bounded up off the sofa where we sat, and opened the door. They stood, almost in disbelief that they were finally getting to meet. He entered and they hugged. As we agreed, I moved off the sofa and headed downstairs, stopping to shake his hand and to tell them that I would leave them alone and give them a little time to get to know each other.
After what seemed like an eternity, I made my way back up the steps to the first level of our house. As I turned the corner into the living room he was standing facing me, her pressed up against him, kissing him passionately yet gently as she held his face in her hands. I said, "Well, I guess it's official. You guys must like each other", to which she replied, "Let's go downstairs so I can really show you how much I like him. Taking him by the hand she headed down to the lower level of our home where they sat together on the sofa and began to caress and kiss each other. Within 10 minutes he was pushed back on the sofa, and although uncomfortable looking, she was on top of him, still fully dressed when she had her first orgasm from his hand through her jeans!
Afterward, he reached over, pulled her top up. She raised her arms, signaling that it was alright for him to take it off entirely. As soon as she tossed it on the sofa, she unhooked her bra, revealing her recently pierced nipple rings. He took one in his mouth, tugging on it with his teeth as his hand fondled and pulled at the other ring. Standing together, he slid down her jeans, leaving on her only a pair of tiny white thong panties. She unbuckled his belt, slid down his pants, and at once, his underwear. Taking him in her mouth she had a look of sheer joy when she saw his thick 9 inch (for real) cock. (I'm four inches, for real) She had the look that kids get when they come down the stairs on Christmas morning. For the next 24 hours they were inseperable. She told me to pick a bedroom, any bedroom except the one we had shared for the last ten years. She said that for the next two nights that it was "their bedroom", not mine! She took his hand, led him into the bedroom, leaving the door open intentionally so that I could see in. She put his stuff in the room, then they took showers. They told me goodnight, and to "sleep well," laughing at me as they returned to what had always been our bed. I assumed that they would sleep then, as it was fairly late and I knew they had lunch and dinner plans, which I had made, for tomorrow. I got out of the shower and as I walked past their room, the door was still open. I looked in and they were sixty nining, she furiously sucking his cock as she rode his face to orgasm after orgasm. I stood, mesmerized, watching my wife give and receive indescribable pleasure. Soon enough, he came in her mouth, and yes, she swallowed EVERY drop. Soon after she came she began to moan first, then scream, then incredible waves of orgasms one after another washed over her for minutes! She collapsed on his face. They rolled to the side. She looked at me and said, "Did you like that, honey"? I said, "Yes, baby, and she said "good, get used to seeing that, because it's gonna happen a lot over the next couple of days.
It did. She came 16 times (YES, I COUNTED) in 25 hours, counting once at a private park and once in the car on their way back home from dinner the next night. He had come 5 or 6 times in the same period. Needless to say, it was "lust..and in some way..she admitted....love...at first...sight....so...next weekend we'll do it again...and they are already talking about a vacation together. It's effects on me are strangely weird. At once, I hate it and love it. Addicted to it for sure. Seeing her pleasure and be pleasured by another man. . We love each other deeply. To most it seems strange, but to us...it felt...strangely comfortable. So here we are, where we go, nobody knows..including us.
After a couple of hours and a couple of Pomegranete Fusion drinks, she went inside, much more relaxed. She wore a cute white top, which showed her recently acquired nipple rings clearly, and Abercrombie Jeans, which made her perfect ass look even more appealing.
He arrived around ten. He knocked, she bounded up off the sofa where we sat, and opened the door. They stood, almost in disbelief that they were finally getting to meet. He entered and they hugged. As we agreed, I moved off the sofa and headed downstairs, stopping to shake his hand and to tell them that I would leave them alone and give them a little time to get to know each other.
After what seemed like an eternity, I made my way back up the steps to the first level of our house. As I turned the corner into the living room he was standing facing me, her pressed up against him, kissing him passionately yet gently as she held his face in her hands. I said, "Well, I guess it's official. You guys must like each other", to which she replied, "Let's go downstairs so I can really show you how much I like him. Taking him by the hand she headed down to the lower level of our home where they sat together on the sofa and began to caress and kiss each other. Within 10 minutes he was pushed back on the sofa, and although uncomfortable looking, she was on top of him, still fully dressed when she had her first orgasm from his hand through her jeans!
Afterward, he reached over, pulled her top up. She raised her arms, signaling that it was alright for him to take it off entirely. As soon as she tossed it on the sofa, she unhooked her bra, revealing her recently pierced nipple rings. He took one in his mouth, tugging on it with his teeth as his hand fondled and pulled at the other ring. Standing together, he slid down her jeans, leaving on her only a pair of tiny white thong panties. She unbuckled his belt, slid down his pants, and at once, his underwear. Taking him in her mouth she had a look of sheer joy when she saw his thick 9 inch (for real) cock. (I'm four inches, for real) She had the look that kids get when they come down the stairs on Christmas morning. For the next 24 hours they were inseperable. She told me to pick a bedroom, any bedroom except the one we had shared for the last ten years. She said that for the next two nights that it was "their bedroom", not mine! She took his hand, led him into the bedroom, leaving the door open intentionally so that I could see in. She put his stuff in the room, then they took showers. They told me goodnight, and to "sleep well," laughing at me as they returned to what had always been our bed. I assumed that they would sleep then, as it was fairly late and I knew they had lunch and dinner plans, which I had made, for tomorrow. I got out of the shower and as I walked past their room, the door was still open. I looked in and they were sixty nining, she furiously sucking his cock as she rode his face to orgasm after orgasm. I stood, mesmerized, watching my wife give and receive indescribable pleasure. Soon enough, he came in her mouth, and yes, she swallowed EVERY drop. Soon after she came she began to moan first, then scream, then incredible waves of orgasms one after another washed over her for minutes! She collapsed on his face. They rolled to the side. She looked at me and said, "Did you like that, honey"? I said, "Yes, baby, and she said "good, get used to seeing that, because it's gonna happen a lot over the next couple of days.
It did. She came 16 times (YES, I COUNTED) in 25 hours, counting once at a private park and once in the car on their way back home from dinner the next night. He had come 5 or 6 times in the same period. Needless to say, it was "lust..and in some way..she admitted....love...at first...sight....so...next weekend we'll do it again...and they are already talking about a vacation together. It's effects on me are strangely weird. At once, I hate it and love it. Addicted to it for sure. Seeing her pleasure and be pleasured by another man. . We love each other deeply. To most it seems strange, but to us...it felt...strangely comfortable. So here we are, where we go, nobody knows..including us.
