Monday, February 10, 2020

The four sex addicts squad

The four sex addicts squad

I’m just copy and pasting this story cuz I posted it on a Different site I’m posting it here so I could post the other stories and people could know it’s me.
Ok so this happens 3 days ago and is our most recent “experience” me and my boys are big deal sex addicts. Four of us are bi (including me) and our newest bro is fully straight.
I’m only putting similar names and a small description of our appearance. My name is Omar or “O” (it’s just a nickname) I have black hair that’s mad curly and I’m Kinda dark tan. I’m usually mistaken for Indian because of how dark I am (I’m not) I guess I look “exotic” or something. I have dark hazel eyes and I’m short compared to the rest of the squad
Next is my boy Michael, he’s really tall like 6’6 he was MAD short before but puberty hit him dumb hard he’s got dirty blonde hair and dark green eyes (that got him a lot of attention) and he’s really pale and easily gets sunburned he got a chiseled face too his hair is always a mess he got a mop head. Next is Jeremy. He got dark black hair like me but he got some kind of Spanish boy swag about him. He’s just so smooth with how he talks. He’s lighter in skin than me but darker than Micheal it’s kinda cool though. His hairs is so curly, way curlier than mine had he usually has waves in his hair. (We usually makes fun of him when he had his durag on when we visited his house) Jeremy also got freckles but you can’t really tell unless he been outside all day and they darken. Every fall we call him a pumpkin spice latte LOL. and last but not least is the last boy of the “original” squad Seth. He’s Japanese and he never shuts up about it. He is kinda tall, not taller than Micheal but taller than me and Jeremy and he’s got pitch black hair that’s super spikey we used to call him anime boy but some teachers at our high school got on us cuz they thought we were being racist. But Seth came up with the name yo! Anyway we all are kinda built like Tom Holland except Micheal he’s tall and toned.
We all met in middle school health class and we just bonded over our love of sex, porn, masterbating, and sex toys. We hung out all the time till one day Jeremy was having a sexuality crisis. (We already had been friends for like 2 years we also played on the soccer team. And hung out pretty much all day till 6 pm) Jeremy was bi and wanted to come out to us. Long story short he did come out and none of us cared but we also realized we all were bi. Things between us got a lot more interesting after that. And that’s where all our stories started
Now Zack is the newest member I was talking about Our newest member isn’t really officially part of the squad because he wasn’t there when we met and he’s no where near being as close as we are with each other, he kinda just wants to be cool by hanging out with us (we aren’t super popular but everyone at our school knows us you know?) He kinda short and is like 1-2 months younger than us but looks like he’s 2 whole years younger (Micheal is a year older than me Seth and Jeremy)
Now that the background info is done let’s focus on what happened 3 days ago. I’m still in shock this happened because it’s kinda like “damn... y’all really finna do your boy zack like that?”
To start zack wanted to chill with us and we just had our semester switch so we are all kinda tired from the change in our schedule and we been bugging our counselors to keep us in classes with all four of us. Zack felt left out so he decided to show up to My house when all of us are supposed to be hanging out ALONE! All of our parents (except Seth) are divorced and live alone and have jobs. Depending on the day of the week we chill at one of our friends house that day. My day was Wednesday. So us four come to my house on Wednesdays to hang out my mama works till 7:30 and by 7 o’clock everyone leaves and I finish up cooking dinner. (I cook)
The reason it’s a big deal that zack is coming to my house is
1: nobody invited him so why you finna come to my house
2: he’s not really part of the squad. (Why is that important?) because each of us are MAD close. We hang out at the house with no adults for a reason, so we can blast music, smoke, watch porn, and yes we fuck. I could literally grab Jeremys dick through his shorts and start jerking him and he’ll just sit there and enjoy it. If one of us starts getting too horny we all pitch in the “help out”. Now last Wednesday we were chilling at the house music blasting and 3 of us are almost nude. I’m wearing sweat pants and a shirt cuz Its my house. but the rest of them wore winter cloths and don’t have anything to wear so they just started stripping. Micheal is in his boxers on the couch smoking with Jeremy while I’m on the floor Whoopin seths ass in super smash on switch. Seth is completely nude except for socks (I have no clue why) and Jeremy is nude too. The next battle is about to start and we hear kissing and me and Seth turn to see Jeremy and Micheal kissing with boners. Me and Seth get boners and we get up to join and then who comes knocking on my door. So we all panic and get dressed and I go to check who it is, it’s zacks bitch ass and some girl he brought. Everyone else gets dressed and “acts natural” and I open the door and he just walks past me into MY house and makes his ass right at home. Micheal saw my face when he walked past me and starts laughing his ass off. I turn around and say
“Error!”
Jeremy: “tell em omar tell em”
Micheal in a deeper voice “let em Have it”
Me: “zack how the fuck you gon come to my house without telling me huh. That’s one and two how in the fuck are you finna just walts your white ass into MY HOUSE when the door was open for like 3 seconds and three how in the actual fuck are you finna do all that and bring a random ass girl with you we dont know her!”
Zack gave us some damn excuse that he texted Seth about him coming. Like that’s some bull already. Then he finna try and tell us about how this random girl is his girlfriend and she wanted to invite us to her apartment place for the indoor pool. Now when we Heard about the pool our bad mood kinda went out the window but we were still iffy about this random girl cuz she might snitch on the fact my house don’t smell like curry but smells like the devils lettuce LOL. Jeremy was still mad because he was mad Horny and we couldn’t do anything woth these two around. About 30 minutes later we all went to each others houses and got our swim stuff and went to her place. Now mind you Zack and Mariah have only been “talking” for about 2 weeks (high school romance shit you know) so we are in the changing room of the pool it’s technically supposed to be part of the gym but we can play around on one side of it. The squad have seen each other naked more times than we can count so when we get into the locker room we just started stripping as if nothings wrong. Zack however is starring and is in the corner with his back turned to us. We all have our backs to the lockers and we are mid conversation when we hear.
Zack: you guys are so gay.
That’s sets all of us off like bro first off. (You low key right but that’s not the point) second you don’t even know how far we went before and you call this gay. Like haven’t you ever been on a sports team before (he told us he played on a football team before. We kinda didn’t believe him cuz he’s kinda short but now we definitely don’t believe him cuz he’s so uncomfortable around OTHER MEN)
Micheal: why are we gay?
Zack: you guys just got your dicks out and you
Right there Jeremy interrupted
Jeremy: my eyes are up here sweetie
We all started laughing as Zack seemed pissed off and embarrassed. He got a crew cut hairstyle and a sorta bulky build to him and he has pasty skin and brown hair. We started talking again and we leave to play in the pool. We spend a while there and when we done we gotta go shower cuz we smell like chlorine. Mariah was at the sort for the girls locker room and she is staring at Zack as he sort of climbs out the pool like a model and is OBVIOUSLY trying to show off. I swam to the squad and I tell them about it and Seth says
Seth: “we short get semi hard and get out the pool and show her what real men look like”
I was going say “no that’s messed up”but I turned and looked at him and he was flexing his “muscles” and that shit pissed me off cuz he’s not strong he has kind of a bit of arm fat that makes him look like he lifts. (Does he lift bro? NO NO HE DONT) so we procrastinate a bit to sort of “puff up” Seth gets out first. Crack all the little Asian dick jokes you want but Seth is the same size as the rest of us. We not HUGE but we got enough to be proud we all are kinda average size or maybe just a bit more depending on who you talking bout. Me Seth and Jeremy the same size and Micheal is bigger than us all obviously. Anyway
Seth gets out and we in the pool almost sort of signal each other when we get out so two of us don’t get out at the same time. Jeremy gets out next and his trunks are soaked and sticking to him. If any of us were where Mariah was standing we’d get a boner immediately. I get out next and I’m extra so I swing my hair back like the female swim commercials and then Micheal gets out. We all climbed out but Micheal came out like a MAN he had both hands on the edge and pushed himself up out of the pool he looked like a water god or some shit. We all started talking as if nothing happened and walked to the boys room and Zack was pissed we all saw how Mariah was starring and we all loved it. If it wasn’t for the fact that Zach was going to come into the locker room with us we probably would’ve just “nerded out” on how hot we looked and how badass we felt. We started the showers and started listening to Seth sing. (Homeboy can sing Rihanna out of a job) we are all washing our hair with the off brand shampoo and here come Zack with a full on Boner into the showers. We were only semi hard he was full on make a baby mode. Jeremy saw him and started to look around to see if we saw this bullshit too. Jeremy was so childish he started getting semi hard and when he was done he walked up to zack and asked for his tiny bottle of shampoo cuz Jeremy’s was “out”
Also small note Zack still has his swim trunks on we don’t Jeremy literally has his dick out and it’s just hanging there. Zack gives him the bottle and looks pissed off and Jeremy walks over and motions for Seth to try. We give the bottle back to Zack and then someone would walk up and ask him for the bottle. It was hilarious to watch his face. Also I just remembered we all are 18 Zack’s bitch ass wouldn’t shut up about it. “I’m legal I’m legal I can fuck who ever I want!” Micheal is 19 though. So after that we go home. Thursday morning we are all chilling in the library in the back at our spot and we are dying yo. We kept talking about how Zack was mad as a bitch that he spent the whole day with us being “gay” Jeremy was still mad about being interrupted and didn’t even have time to masterbate when he got home cuz he was so tired he just passed out once he hit his bed. It was Thursday so we’d be going to Jeremy house but we didn’t want Zack showing up, he came to my house cuz he knows our ”schedule” so Micheal in his genius said that he was finna ask to chill at Mariah place without Zack. We were like what he’s finna be there but Micheal said Zack has to stay after school for chess club (Don’t disrespect chess club yo) we all agreed to go to Mariah place and Jeremy was mad again cuz he was outvoted. We go to Mariah during lunch and before Micheal can even say anything Jeremy swoops in and is mad smooth with her. He’s like
Jeremy who’s kinda close to her: me and the boys had a lot of fun yesterday thanks for inviting us.
Mariah I think she said something around. “Twas nothing on my part” or something.
Jeremy: “just know next time you need some swim buddies you can call on us or just one of us”
He voice got MAD SMOOTH me and Micheal were kinda mad because he normally does that shit with us. (It’s a turn on)
She then says “well you guys can come tonight. I mean the pool is only open for tonight and tomorrow night”
Jeremy: “why, is it closing or something?”
Mariah: “no they just want to build a jacuzzi and a kiddie pool so they have to close it off for a while”
Jeremy: “we’ll be there tonight!”
And just like that we were set for yet again another day at the pool but this time Zack wasn’t finna be there. School let out and we all got in Jeremy car and we drove to get our stuff, and we go to the pool we spent a good while playing and Jeremy and Mariah spent most of the time talking and then some big dude cam in and was like “excuse me, I’m sorry y’all but y’all gotta get out.”
We all kinda were kinda bummed out but I thought our new plans was to go to Jeremy’s and chill. But when we were showering Jeremy was like
Jeremy: “yo guys don’t put on your clothes put your trunks on and dry them with the towels”
We mad confused but we do what he says and he takes out shirts and pants and throws them into the shower and all our clothes are sopping wet. We started yelling cuz we were pissed and he just tells us to be quiet and leads us into the hallway while he’s holding our clothes.
Mariah is there in her school clothes and we are all sorta dry in our trunks and Jeremy says
“Hey Riah can I ask you for a favor?”
She looks us up and down giggles
Jeremy “I accidentally left out our clothes and they are all soaking wet can we borrow your dryer?”
She giggles: “yeah you guys can come up stairs and I’ll dry your stuff off for you”
Immediately we understand what Jeremy was trying to do. And we go along oh yeah she has brown hair with blonde hair on the bottom almost like it starts brown and turns blonde I don’t know the word. She got an average pair of titties and a ass like a literal peach. (Jeremy losses his mind for peach ass girls)
So we go upstairs into her apartment. Jeremy asked about her parents being ok with four boys with her and she says mom works for the apartment complex and dad is deployed. We are walking behind her as she talking and Jeremy turns to us after hearing that last bit and MAN I SWEAR IF YOU COULDVE SEEN JEREMY FACE. THIS DUDE LOOKING LIKE THE GRINCH WITH HIS BIG ASS SMILE YO. We all started laughing quietly and we get to her apartment.
We chill in the living room and we watch tv and our clothes are drying. Mariah is constantly looking at us. (We were sex addicts we fucked a lot and we worked out together because we thought it would get us all girlfriends but eventually we kind of gave up and I honestly don’t know if anyone of us would stop to get a girlfriend?) suddenly she groans like something happened and we all look to her and she’s like
Mariah: “Ugh Zack wants to come here!”
Seth: “whats wrong with that? Aren’t you dating?”
Mariah: “yeah but he’s super clingy and I can tell he only wants one thing”
Micheal’s slow ass: “wait what does he want?”
We all look to him like wut
Micheal: “Oh shit I’m slooow!”
We laugh at him and I say
“It takes a minute for the blood to get to his brain”
Micheal flips me off and Mariah says quietly
“I wish I knew where it was before” and instantly we all are dead silent. She’s blushing like crazy
Jeremy: “Mariah have you and Zack fucked yet?”
Mariah: “we were supposed to yesterday”
Now all four of us lean in cuz we nosy as hell
Me: “what you mean”
Mariah: I was going to let him “bust it open” (Zack says that a lot) but he wanted to hang out with you guys in the pool so I invited you all. Then later that night I was mad!
Micheal: why were you mad?
Mariah: I can’t tell y’all that’s your boy.
Jeremy does that sucking your teeth sound and he goes
“Man Zack is not our boy he’s just some virgin punk that wants to hang out with us so he can get some leftover pussy”
Me Seth and Micheal Gasp and die laughing yo that was just so damn unexpected from Jeremy. He was tight that she thought he was part of the squad. Mariah was laughing too, we started roasting this dude Seth said Zack was a mouse trying to get our leftovers
Micheal added on and said Zack was a roach Jeremy said
“We gotta hit him with the ‘swiper no swiping swiper no swiping“. I couldn’t breath man. She them tells us that she change her mind because when he got out the pool he was kinda small.
We all were like “wut da fuk?” Mainly cuz Zack was just a little bit smaller than us so what does this bitch consider big?
That’s when Jeremy got dumb loud and said
“I knew it you were starring at our dicks when we got out the pool!” She got real quite. Jeremy in all his infinite wisdom came up and said
Jeremy: so do you think we are small too?
We all turned to her and she said shook her head and said “especially not Micheal” we all started hitting Micheal shoulder and
Jeremy: then why dont you let us “bust it open”?
She looks at all of us and says “ALL FOUR OF YOU” and we all start looking at her and showing off.
That’s when our clothes were done and we had to go. But before we left she talked to us at the door.
Mariah: if you guys can bring enough condoms I’ll let each of you have a turn
Jeremy: are you sure you can handle 5 guys?
Mariah: there’s only 4 of you?
Jeremy laughed and reminded her about zack and she says. “I saw all of your stuff through those trunks. Zack isn’t as big and he’s not invited.”
With that we went home to Jeremy house and we All spent the whole day readying our self’s for tomorrow night. Me and Jeremy shaved our chest and trimmed our beards Micheal washed his hair and shaved his pits and Seth shaved his pubes and chest and I trimmed my pubes with him. Then we went to Seths neighborhood gas station and Micheal went in and bought hella condoms. Then we went to my neighborhood and did the same we had 34 packs of Trojan condoms 12 in each one and we went home and went to school the next day and we were really excited for that night but of course Zack was still kinda completely unaware. He kept talking about busting it open and Seth and Micheal has a bet that Zack would not be interested in sex with non virgins which is kinda fucked up to us I don’t know we never talked about it. When we got off we went to Mariah’s place. She made us wait outside for a bit and when she was ready she let us in. She sat on the couch as we all stood around her she started undressing Jeremy first and it was kinda obvious that Jeremy was her favorite. Then Seth tapped my shoulder and said
Seth: Omar help, you know what gets me going.
I remembered that Seth like having his nipples played with and I usually do it for Seth, the question was (is Mariah ok with guy on guy action) by the time I turned around Mariah was going down on Jeremy who was completely nude on the couch while Micheal had only his shirt off and me and Seth were completely clothed. I tapped Mariah and asked her
Me: yo there’s 3 other guys that’s got no action.
She looked confused as shit Seth said
“We could entertain each other in the mean time?”
She looked even more confused as Jeremy stood and we all gathered up together.
Jeremy: Mariah were all bi
Mariah: so y’all fuck each other
We all nodded and She got a smirk
Mariah: “you 3 finish stripping” she pointed to me Seth and Micheal. While we striped she said
Mariah: ok now I want you 2 to suck him off.”
Me and Seth were told to suck Micheal off. I said
“Bet!” And get down and Seth started explaining his problem. She said Micheal would lick Seth’s nipples and when he was ready Seth joins me. We went down on Micheal while he sat on the couch next to Jeremy while Mariah picked up where she left off. (I don’t know if people care but we are all uncircumcised I honestly have no clue if zack was circumcised or not) after a while she was ready for Jeremy and he went to our backpack and poured out the condoms we brought and lube we brought. YOOOO HER FACE this bitch was like
“Mistakes were made” I honestly think she expected us to only have like 6 condoms or something. (We usually have LOTS OF LUBE but we already had a small stack of condoms. Sometimes we use them but we are all clean. Plus we don’t get much action outside of us four.) Jeremy slipped it on and we all moved to the floor in front of the tv. He puts just the tip in and we see her squirming as if it hurts and we ask if she’s good you know what she said. “Your bigger than my pocket bottle” we all knew what she was talking about. They these little plastic bottles for sneak drinking. It’s almost the perfect size and shape for a dildo. I don’t know what got into Jeremy but somehow being compared to a damn plastic bottle got him going. He grabbed her hips and started going crazy she was moaning so laid and Jeremy was pounding faster and faster. Micheal wanted some fun so he put his dick to her mouth and she started sucking on him. Seth stayed back and started jerking and I started licking Jeremy nipples and he started kissing me after when felt like forever but was probably just a few minutes Jeremy was finna cum. He rammed her dumb hard and gave the most manly moan ever we all except for Mariah looked down and we could see his dick pumping out cum. And he was really sweaty he pulled out and was like
Jeremy: GOD DAMN I NEEDED THAT!”
He pulled off the condom and tied it up and put it next to his backpack. (We liked to compare who made the most cum that’s a different story) then she pointed to Seth and said it was his turn and Seth turned her on her side. He held on to one of her legs and went at it while me and Micheal went to follow Jeremy who left for the bathroom
Micheal: hey jay you ok why’d you leave?
Jeremy: I’m pissed off yo
Me: dude what happened? You literally just fucked her”
Jeremy: zacks little dick was going to feel that pussy man”
Me and Micheal: so?
Jeremy: dude it makes me mad that a baddie like her was gonna let his little dick smash first!”
Micheal: fuck that shit man. You the one who’s feeling that pussy
Me: yeah man forget Zack
Jeremy: I want him to know
Me and Micheal are really confused.
Me: what do you mean dude
Jeremy: I want his bitch ass to know he getting leftovers
Micheal: jay you’re not making sense
Jeremy: turn off your phones
We both watch as Jeremy leaves to the living room and we see Seth still going and he’s getting close. Jeremy stand right in front of him like his dick is inches from Seths face.
Jeremy: turn off your phones all of you
Mariah flew up off the ground
Mariah: YOU GUYS RECORDED ME!!!
Jeremy explained his whole thing about the phones. Jeremy wanted us all to turn off our phones except him. When Zack wants to chill he’ll figure out that Jeremy is the only one who will reply. He said he’ll tell us the rest later. We turn off our phones except for Seth who said he will after he cums, since Jeremy high key ruined his nut. After a while of me sucking on Jeremy and him sucking Micheal and playing with Micheals ass we saw Mariah cum and it looked like an exorcism. We all kinda got jealous and instantly Seth came. Apparently girls get dumb right when cumming. I was kinda mad because that meant we had to give her a break and I was fucking horny and Micheal wasn’t a blowjob guy so we could suck him for hours. It would feel good but not enough to make him cum. We settled for eating her out in the mean time and Micheal got impatient and bent Jeremy over to fuck Mariah was getting WAY wetter watching Jeremy moan and take it form Micheal’s tall ass. Jeremy looked like a professional pornstar yo. Micheal had on hand on Jeremy hip and the other around his mouth to muffle the moans. I swear like the instant Mariah saw Micheal cover Jeremy’s mouth she was like “fuck me” also I forgot to mention that Seth was getting a blowjob from Mariah we were doing a “H” or a “London bridge” or whatever the fuck the name is. But she was sucking Seth and I was eating her out.
After she said fuck me I slipped on my condom finally and I pushed in OH MY FUCK I haven’t fucked a girl in a while and I’m honestly surprised me how much I missed it. Guys were great but I was remembering how bi I really was. Especially when I turned to look at Micheal fuck Jeremy’s tight ass
I could feel her ridges. I know damn well if I would’ve slowed down I could’ve felt every ridge as I went deeper but honestly I DIDNT GIVE A FUCK I just wanted to keep the sensation going man I just knew if we could’ve fucked her raw OH MY FUCK WED LOOSE OUR SANITY I tried to last as long as I could but I lost the battle with the pussy. To try and last longer I heard you should slow down and just do power thrust we all did this when we were close except Micheal because he’d destroy all of our insides. (Dude is tall and kinda big. His dick is proportionate with his body but homeboy is TALL so that makes his meat LONG and thick) Seth likes the pawed thrust because everytime I thrusted in Mariah would take a sharp breath and make Seth’s knees buckle. I came and holy shit I just wanted to keep going even though it would be too much for me. Micheal stoped on Jeremy. And walked over and almost knocked my shirt ass over. Mariah wanted to be on her back for Micheal and she seemed kinda worried. We were all thinking it (would Micheal be too big) the condom fit him just like it did for us and that kinda calmed her down (she low-key stupid though cuz a condom can fit our arms) Micheal slid have of it in and she was moaning like crazy and grabbing his shoulders. We always liked seeing how much of Micheals dick can fit in someone. He was fucking her kinda slow and slowly he got the whole thing in.
Jeremy was mad silly and started clapping for her. Micheal started picking up the pace and Seth for behind Micheal to fuck him I was still drained and Jeremy was kinda recharging from Micheal so we just frotted and kissed then just as Seth came again Jeremys phone went off we both sat on the couch.
Jeremy: oop it’s Zack
(Micheal has this joke that if you try to talk to him or interrupt him mid sex he will just continue as if nothing happened. I always thought it was hilarious how calm he was and Jeremy would try but you can tell he wasn’t as good as Micheal)
Micheal: what did he say?
I started laughing and Seth sat next to me after tying his condom and outing it next to his bag Mariah tried to be quiet but Micheal didn’t slow his pace at all
Jeremy: zack said “hey you guys wanna hang out?”
Micheal: hmmm I’m kinda busy at the moment can we reschedule?
I’m losing my shit laughing
Jeremy said: ima text him back “nah dude we chilling with Mariah”
We waited and Micheal stopped it he’s still in her
Jeremy: YOOO WHY IS THIS GAROWN CALLING!!
(I don’t know what he said. It’s Spanish for something and I know I didn’t spell it right)
We all are dead silent as he picks up
Jeremy puts him on speaker.
Zack: hey man are you guys in the pool?
Jeremy: nah man we in her apartment chilling
Zack: where is she I tried texting
Jeremy: yeah man she’s in the shower
Zack: can I talk to her
Jeremy: You want me to walk into her bathroom and see her nude. I’m down
Zack:WAIT NO, dude you aren’t worthy to gave upon the fair maiden (IM NOT MAKING THIS SHIT UP HE CALLED HER A FAIR MAIDEN LIKE WTF)
Mariah cringed and whispered that she’s not going to talk to him anymore.
Zack: alright man ima just go then. Maybe you guys could hang out with her after I’m done with her. If she can still walk afterwards.
Jeremy made a shoot me motion to his head with the phone and hung up. Somehow that just started us up all over again and we went at it by the time we were done Jeremy had 10 condoms Micheal had 8 and Seth and I had 7 condoms after that we got dressed and said goodbye Jeremy came out of Mariah's room and and we left. Now yesterday at around 4:40 or something. Seth and Micheal we’re playing PlayStation at their houses or something and Jeremy was at home chilling and I was home cooking dinner and we all got a text from Mariah that Zack knew.
Jeremy so damn childish he took a his boxers off and wrote his name on them and hid them in Mariahs room. He never told Mariah and Mariah TOO THIS DAY has no clue how Zack found out. Jeremy texted us what he did and he low key forgot he did that and was losing his mine laughing. Zack apparently blocked us all including Mariah and called her a whore and us faggots. He is now apparently going to chill with his old friends and doesn’t want to hang with us anymore. Jeremy kinda likes two birds with one stone. Tomorrow is Monday and we gotta go get Jeremy underwear back. Whether we keep visiting Mariah is completely up to her. (Our pack is. She can’t just fuck one of us. We are a package deal.) it’s been like that since the first day Micheal got and iPhone with incognito mode. We share and we help each other. Bro’s forever yo

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Sunday, January 5, 2020

Starting Over

Starting Over

There are a lot of really interesting people in this world. As a sales representative for a large automobile parts manufacturer and wholesaler, I get to meet a lot of different people from all walks of life. No, I’m not a car salesman. I’m actually parts supplier for some rather well known retail supply chains. I handle the mid-south region. That requires I travel a lot and that means it’s hard to maintain much of a personal life, especially a marriage. Well, that’s what I was told by my now ex wife.

My name is Craig Morgan and I was recently divorced after only 5 years of marriage. Seems my hot wife, Candy decided all the nights alone just weren’t worth the effort. So in January she told me we were done. Albeit with the caveat that she and her two kids from her previous marriage weren’t moving out until the kids were out of school.

The divorce took 30 days to finalize and that left another 4 months before the three of them would be out of my house.

Yes, it was my house before we married. However Candy had spent quite a bit on decor and furnishings. So we agreed she kept her stuff, I kept mine and we would just part ways.

The exceedingly LONG departure proved to be an excruciatingly painful and stressful ordeal for me. I can’t and won’t speak for Candy. I will say that in retrospect, I wish we could have just made a clean break as soon as the divorce was finalized. I’m sure that would have been better for all involved.

Candy is a nurse and she makes good money. She’s a gorgeous woman and I had no doubt she’d find another man soon. Wow! Was I right!

The kids aren’t mine, although I always treated them like they were. But soon after their mother made the announcement that she was leaving me, I suddenly became the bad guy to them too. Tragic really. Heartbreaking for me as well.

I taught the oldest to drive. I cared for them when their mom was working late at the clinic. Dried tears during heartaches that came about and did my best to raise them exactly like I had done my own children from a previous marriage.

Three months from their departure I get a text from Candy that’s she’s been seeing and old musician “friend” of mine since March. She wanted me to hear it from her before someone else told me. Her new man’s name? Wes Haley. He’s more of an acquaintance, really. Although I’ve known this man for over 30 years, he’s not the sort of guy I wanna go have a beer with. To me, he’s egotistical and arrogant. But that’s just my opinion.

Wes and I once played in a band together back in the 90s. We had the opportunity to open up for Steppenwolf. Yes the band that had the hit “Born To Be Wild.” It was big deal to me and the rest of the band. After we completed our opening set, we all went backstage. I asked him if he wanted to sit with the rest of the band in the audience and watch the headline act’s show? His response, “I’m not sticking around to listen to these losers.” That was typical of this guy. Class act.

Apparently Candy was smitten after one meeting and impressed with all the name dropping Wes is known for. So with 90 days left before moving out, she’s spending weekends at his house. Yup, after the divorce was final, she’d landed this guy and they were “in love,” engaged and she started moving her things in with him.

Candy and I had been sleeping in separate rooms since last year and rarely spoke. She’d told me back in December of 2018 that she was ready to move on. She said she slept with me once (the first time in two months) just to see if she could recapture any desire for me and us. It just didn’t happen. January 2019 came and it was all over but the move.

I was rarely home anymore anyway. So, no big deal, right? Well it was kind of hurtful. Plus the fact that when I did come home, it was totally trashed! The kid’s rooms were never clean, but now there was shit everywhere! Floors covered with clothes and other debris. Especially the kid’s rooms. My God, they were terrible.

I’d find holes in the sheet rock where the “family photos” once had hung. Doors and door frames banged up where who knows who moved appliances out of the house to be hauled away to their new home. They were hers so that wasn’t a big deal to me, but geez! Sure would have been nice to NOT come home to the house totally destroyed every week.

One week I came home and was cleaning another mess left by everyone and I found a cell phone I recognized as Candy’s. It was an older one she’d long since upgraded from. I pushed the power button and it booted right up.

My curiosity got the best of me and yes, I probably shouldn’t have looked, but I did. The private messages between her and mutual friends were pretty enlightening. I now knew who my real friends were and who was two faced.

I also saw Candy’s private messages with her new fiancé. Seems she’d lied about when her interest in Wes had heated up. I also found out that her “girls weekend trip” in February was a lie. They’d both made that trip together to St. Louis. What a gut punch that was. She’d told me about that in January. Her and “a couple of nurses” she worked with we’re going for a weekend getaway.

I’d actually encouraged that trip. I thought some time away would be good for her and I both. Turns out, it was much better for her and her new man.

On Valentines Day I cooked for her and the kids. I served them all in the dining room. I made desert too. Then presented them all with Valentine gifts and heart shaped boxes of chocolates. The kids also received a cash gift of $20.00 each.

I noticed they accepted the gifts of cash, but left the cards and chocolates on the table. There they sat until they moved out in May. My final attempt at saving the relationship was in hindsight, too little, too late. I had no idea she’d already been hooking up with her new man. Her kids knew! I was the only one that didn’t.

There were other interesting messages from other men. One in particular that recounted a romantic kiss she’d shared with yet another guy even before she’d told me she wanted out of the relationship. She’d lied to me about ever having any interest in him too.

There were more messages from other men. Candy had made it well known by March that she and I were over as couple and that she was moving out as soon as possible. That brought on several offers from guys that had always had eyes on her. Guys that had pretended to be MY friend, but obviously were not. At least now I knew who they all were.

What was even more enlightening was discovering her new boyfriend was also bisexual. He described in great detail how he loved sucking cock and swallowing the cum of another man.

So when Candy stated in her several PMs to our friends that her new boyfriend was “10 times the man Craig is!” She left out that part. Ha! I guess if being bisexual and having a bukkake and cum swallowing fetish meant he was more of a man than me, I can live with that.

After making screen shots of the conversations and making copies of all the “photo shoots” she had done with this guy and the others they brought in to share her with in their MMF encounters. I packed the phone away in a box with her other belongings.

It seemed to me that her new man was using her as bait to bring in guys he could play with too. I guess if she was ok with that, more power to them both. If he or she ever fucked with me again, I had all I needed to put them both in their places quickly.

I ended up spending my only off days cleaning up the messes, patching sheet rock and painting. “Welcome home ya pitiful excuse for a husband!” Yeah, I got the message loud and clear.

Eventually all the shit of HERS was out and I came home to a half empty house, but at least it was CLEAN. Nice. It took until the weekend of Candy and Wes’s wedding day in October for her to finally come get the rest of her stuff.

It wasn’t long after Candy moved out that I started getting PMs from women I knew through work and social media. Bad news travels fast! “EXTRA! EXTRA! READ ALL ABOUT IT! CRAIG MORGAN IS SINGLE AGAIN!” Yeah, not really a proud moment for a guy my age. I’m 58 and my 40 year old smoking hot nurse wife of 5 years dumped me for a 67 year old bisexual musician. Great.

I guess by now you’re wondering where all the sex in this story is, right? Well, there had been none in my now defunct relationship in 7 months. Even before that it was once a month at best for the previous 3 years. The relationship had been more of a “roommates” arrangement for a long time. At least for me. Apparently Candy had been quite busy.

I eventually got a PM from a woman I hadn’t seen or heard from in 30 years. Her name is Wendy Kesham. I had forgotten her and her piercing blue eyes. OH MY GOD! You wouldn’t believe them unless you saw them.

We’d met at a local bar a long time ago and had several mutual friends. Back then I was married and she was just barley old enough to be in the bar. She worked as a waitress there. She always caught my eye. She was gorgeous and had a bubbly personality. We were acquaintances, but not much more than that. I certainly noticed her, however. She was and still is a gorgeous girl.

Wendy and I messaged each other back and forth for several days about where and how we met decades ago and what we were doing now.

Eventually I got the courage to ask Wendy out for drinks. Wendy picked a weeknight! Well she did so because my job allowed me to take one weekday off and the next day (a Tuesdays) I could sleep in late if I wanted to. So a Monday night date was inked in and I went to her house an hour away to pick her up.

I’d worked all day. I still had on my dress slacks, shirt and tie. Wendy came out of the house at dusk and pow! The first thing I noticed about her were her eyes! Absolutely strikingly beautiful.

She had on jeans, a t-shirt and cowgirl boots. She looked like a western store model. Wendy gave me little smiley smirk and as I stepped out of the car to open her door and let her in she grabbed me and hugged my neck.

“Oh my God! Craig, how long has it been?” I wanted to give her the years, months, weeks, days, hours and minutes, but I just said “Too long.”

I opened the door and she sat down in the car and as I closed it she looked up at me with that sexy smile and I could help but be swooned and smitten simultaneously. Wendy has dimples too!

Our date night consisted of riding around drinking buttery nipples and just parking near a bridge. We talked about everything we’d both been through for the past 25 years.

We talked about everything! I felt so comfortable around her and I was very attracted to Wendy, but I was determined to be a gentleman. We just talked, sipped our drinks and enjoyed each other’s stories of what our lives had been like since last we’d seen each other.

We talked until we finished the liquor and our tongues were tired. I know I was tired and I had another hour and a half of driving to take Wendy home, then drive myself home.

I had every intention of bringing her home. HER HOME, and dropping her off. However at about 2 am I was really tired and she suggested we have breakfast at a Waffle House and call it a night.

At the restaurant, Wendy said “Craig, I know you’re tired. I can tell. You’ve been such a gentleman and I trust you. I’m really tired too, but I don’t want to go home. There’s a hotel right across the street. Wanna get a room and rest up?”

Ok I know what you’re probably thinking. “Here we go!” Well I responded “Sure, and I intend to remain a gentleman. So I’m going to get us a room with two double beds.”

After we finished our coffee, we drove across the street and her and I both walked in the lobby. I asked the desk clerk for a room with two double beds. The desk clerk replied “I’m sorry sir. All I have left is a nonsmoking king.”

Wendy chimes in “That’ll be fine sir.” I’m really digging this woman... A LOT.

Needless to say, even though I attempted to just undress down to my skivvies and go to sleep, Wendy had other plans. As I lay on the bed all the way to one side and to myself under the covers, Wendy undressed and rolled over on top of me. She smiled that seductive, mischievous smile she’s mastered and said, “I hope you’re not too tired. You know what’s up.”

With that she kissed me deeply and long. My God, this woman is on fire! Her long brown hair now caressing my chest as she kissed her way down my chest and stomach.

When she reach the top of my underwear she removed them and lowered her head back down to my stomach and resumed the kisses. Although I was tired, I was quickly becoming more awake. It had been over 6 months since I’d enjoyed the touch of a woman.

Wendy was exquisitely talented. Purposeful and passionate in her attention. As she engulfed my cock, I shuttered with ecstasy and moaned aloud. Wendy looked up at me with her mouth still around my cock and winked. Those eyes! My God this woman was stunning.

I couldn’t take her oral talents long. I knew if I didn’t take control soon, I’d cum and pass out from total exhaustion. I was determined I was going to make a good first impression to my new lover. So I grabbed her head and pulled her up to me and kissed her deeply.

I pulled her to me tightly and rolled us both over in the king size bed toward the center. I was now on top and determined to show this gorgeous and talented lady just how much she excited me.

Our kiss lingered as our tongues danced and explored. I was rock hard and I could tell Wendy was quite wet. As we kissed, I ground my cock toward her pussy and found the entrance without hands. We fit together perfectly.

I’d have never said this to her because it’s rude and very ungentlemanly to do, BUT... after not having sex with a woman for 7 months, Wendy felt so damn good. Tight, warm, wet and I was going to have a very difficult time not blowing my load and collapsing on top of her.

I started stroking my cock in and out of her with gaining momentum. Wendy meeting each thrust with her own. It wasn’t long until Wendy wrapped her legs around my hips and dug her heels against my ass. She arched her back and announced “Oh God! I’m coming!”

I kept thrusting until she relaxed her grip on me and the quivering in her legs subsided. That’s when I felt my own orgasm starting to build. But I wasn’t ready to quit her yet.

I kissed Wendy deeply once more and withdrew my cock. As I did I made my way down Wendy’s soft and sweetly sweaty body. I paid special attention to her breast and nipples.

I moved down her body kissing her stomach and clinching her belly piercing in my teeth. God she was so hot. So beautiful. I felt her back arch once again as she reached down to grasp my head with both of her hands.

I could feel her guide my mouth to her clit. Wendy was smooth shaven but for a very sexy and thin “landing strip.” As I reached her clit with my mouth I could feel her anticipate my endeavors with her own.

Wendy raised her hips to give me full access to her wet, swollen and highly sensitive erogenous zone. She tasted divine. Sweet and salty. I let my tongue explore her completely.

Her hands now pulled my face to her and her hips ground her clit and pussy into my mouth. Her back arched higher and again she announced “Oh God! Craig, I’m coming again!”

I was delighted to hear that and increased my efforts. My tongue dancing and tasting her. Savoring her taste I soon found myself experiencing something I hadn’t in a long time. Wendy squirted! Not a lot, but certainly noticeable! She gasped and moaned while grinding her clit against my open mouth and tongue. Ecstasy! Pure and simple ecstasy!

As her orgasm subsided, Wendy regained her composure and pulled my head up to hers. My face wet with her juices she again kissed me fully on the mouth. Tasting her own juices in the process, she kissed me all around my mouth.

Wendy pulled me close and once more I felt my cock against her extremely wet pussy. Wendy spread her legs and wrapped them around me once more. She pushed her hips against mine and I slipped right back into her with no effort.

She then rolled us over. Now Wendy took over with her thrusts and ground her pelvic bone into mine. Her grinding was diligent and forceful. I was seriously being fucked by this woman.

She looked down at me with her gorgeous hair hanging in her face. Her soft breasts swaying and jiggling with each thrust. She looked at me through her hair and smiled. Her dimples are amazing and for a moment I totally focused on them alone. “It’s your turn baby. I want you to cum, ok?”

I chuckled a little and told her, “you have no idea how hard I’ve been trying not to since we started. But that’s what’s up.” She giggled with me, kissed me softly and leaned into my ear. “Where would you like to cum, baby?” in a soft, sultry voice. “The first time?” I asked. “Ummmm. Yes baby.” Wendy sighed. “Right here. Just like this. Holding you tightly.”

Wendy kissed my neck and nibbled my earlobe as she continued to ride my cock. “I’m probably going to join you babe.”

I knew then I no longer had to hold back my orgasm. So I thrust against her as I grasped her waist, pushing her down to the base of my cock. Then pulled her up to get a full stroke.

In minutes, Wendy’s breathing hastened and she clearly was reaching her third climax. I was about to reach my own. Our thrusts increased in ferocity and I knew I was about to cum. I moaned aloud. Wendy kisses me again and said “Cum baby. Cum with me.”

With that, I exploded. As I did, Wendy gasped. We clutched each other in a tight embrace and I could feel her fingernails dig into my back. My ears were ringing and I strained to push my cock as deep into her as I could, slamming my pubic bone against hers.

Wendy came at the same time and after feeling her shutter, shiver and hear her gasp, she collapsed on top of me. Her nails released my flesh and her full weight came down on me. She stretched her legs out and we laid their in that embrace for several minutes while we caught our breath.

I kissed her neck and rolled her back over to the center of the bed. I kissed her softly, taking in her beautiful face and those piercing eyes. “I’ll get you a warm wash rag and a towel, babe. Lay still. I’ll be right back.”

As I got up I heard Wendy sigh and as she replied “you are going to spoil me, Craig” “Yes ma’am. I certainly intend to do that as much as possible.”

As I reached the bathroom of our little motel room and flipped the light on, I was instantly blinded by the harshness. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust. I ran the hot water and soaked the rag with it, grabbed a hand towel, then returned to the bed.

Wendy looked so damn beautiful laying there. I gently cleaned her up, toweled her dry and returned the items to the bathroom.

When I climbed back into bed, Wendy cuddled to me and laid her head on my shoulder. “I know you’re exhausted, Craig. Get some sleep and we’ll continue our date in the morning.” I kissed her again and said “it’s already 4:30 babe.” She grabbed my cock in her hand and held it. “I’ll know when you’re up, baby. Get some sleep.”

With that, I fell asleep in what seemed like seconds.

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I Forgot To Tell My Wife

I Forgot To Tell My Wife

My name is Chris Cavanaugh and I’m a typical man. Yes ladies, I sometimes forget to tell my wife stuff I should. You know? Like dinner plans, or guests coming to see us, company get togethers or other details I may forget. It’s not on purpose but I know it’s important for my wife, Wendy to know these things in advance and be prepared.

Well this story is about one of the many times I FORGOT to tell Wendy about an appointment and it turned into something really exciting for all involved.

Wendy and I are a Stag and Vixen couple. If you don’t know what that means I’ll try to explain it briefly. I love Wendy with all my heart and she knows it. It’s an overwhelming and all consuming love I have for her. I wouldn’t deny her anything that makes her happy or brings her joy. That means anything! Wendy and I are totally devoted to each other.

Whatever Wendy desires, I want her to have because my joy and pleasure stems from hers. That includes the pleasures of another man. Yes we have some limits to that, but for the sake of this story I’ll just say, she and I agree on these limits and we openly and honestly communicate with each other. No secrets. No deception. No disrespect. Total devotion to and from each other.

We’d had a few adventures as a Stag and Vixen couple, but never apart. Always as a couple and always with prior agreement as to with whom and where. That is until May 6th of this year.

I was at work that day and had totally forgotten about an appointment with our realtor who was showing our house to potential buyers. Wendy and I wanted to move closer to the city where I work, and out of our 3,000 square foot home. It was just too big for the two of us.

The 45 minute commute was wearing out tires, and hastening wear and tear on our vehicles. Plus the extra fuel it took each week were just a few reasons we were ready to buy another house closer to my job.

My agent, Jim called me a week prior while I was in the middle of a meeting with a customer of mine. So I quickly agreed to the date and time and hung up. I totally forgot to make a notation of the appointment and thus, forgot to tell Wendy about it too.

Monday May 6th comes, and off to work I go. Wendy was off that day and decided to sleep in late. She woke about 9a and sat on the couch in the living room until about 10:30 enjoying coffee and catching up with her friends on social media. She was also sending me some very naughty text. I rather enjoy those! Distracting. But very hot.

Wendy is gorgeous. She has the most piercing blue eyes you’ve ever seen. I mean they’re jaw dropping and captivating!

Despite being a woman in her 40s and having had two children years ago, she has a gorgeous figure and body. She’s incredibly sexy and has a highly active libido. She also has a very active imagination and her and I can talk fantasies for hours.

When we make love, it’s ON and I mean hot and heavy. She’s incredible. I mean an extraordinary lover. She loves giving and receiving oral and she’s found she really enjoys them both simultaneously. Yes, she swallows.

That morning I over slept so we hadn’t had sex, so after she’d sat on the couch checking messages and getting a chance to read a few private messages from one of her favorite thirds, (she only has 2 that we’ve been with) she found herself quite horny.

Wendy has a few toys and she likes to bring them out in situations as I’ve described. So she decided to have a hot shower and some alone time.

She text me at about 10:30a to tell me her plans for the next hour and said she’d send me a few pictures. Of course I was thrilled. So I encouraged her to adjourn to our bed and take as many pictures as she liked.

In a little while I get a selfie in messenger of her naked in our shower. She was holding her phone up and shooting down on herself. Water cascading down her body and steam rising from the heat. She was biting her lower lip with her left hand between her legs. The hot water was running down her gorgeous body. Geez she’s hot!

A few minutes later she sends another pic. Now she’s wrapped in a towel and shot the selfie looking in the bathroom mirror. Beautiful!

Next I get a text from her that says she has her favorite toy and is laying in our queen size bed with nothing but her satin bathrobe on. She asked me if I could FaceTime with her for a few minutes? You know? To encourage her a little. Of course I accepted and immediately excused myself from the office and went out to my car for some privacy.

Wendy’s FaceTime request came up on my phone as I was walking out the door and into the parking lot. As soon as I accepted the request, there was my gorgeous wife. Piercing blue eyes staring right at me.

She said “hello babe... how’s your day?” “Better now, gorgeous! You’re being rather frisky for Monday. What’s gotten you all fired up this morning?”

She smiled and said “Just thinking about you and me and...” she picked up her toy and showed it to me. It’s a realistic and lifelike vibrating dildo. Slightly larger than my cock at 8” long and 4” girth.

I’m an average guy at 6” long and 2.5” girth. So her toy takes a few minutes for her to get use to.

Her toy is also a deep cocoa shade. She’s had many fantasies about interracial sex in the past. We just hadn’t had the time opportunity or met anyone she’d felt comfortable with to act on those. So her toy was her way of making that fantasy close to reality.

Wendy tells me she’s going to put her phone in a stand on the bedside table and let me watch her for a few minutes. As she places the phone down, I can hear the television in the living room just down the hall. She grabs her drink first and finishes off what appears to be whiskey on the rocks. Her favorite.

“Babe, how many of those have you had today?” I asked with a chuckle.

“A few” and smirked back at me. I love it when she’s feeling uninhibited.

“What were you watching on tv?” The voices I hear are of two men and a woman. In the background. The woman is moaning and I can hear the two men giving mumbled directions and grunting.

Wendy reaches for the silicone lube and squirts a little on her toy. “I was watching some threesome DVDs we have.” She smiled at the camera and strokes her toy. “Do you mind?”

I had to clear my throat and I looked around the parking lot to make sure I was not being approached. “Babe you know I don’t mind that at all!”

Wendy laid back on the bed and begins rubbing the vibrator against her clit. From the camera position I couldn’t really see much. But I can tell she’s easing the toy in slowly. I just watch in relative silence. There are few soft moans from Wendy and in the distance I can hear the television.

I hear a door open and close in the background but write it of as part of the porn DVD. I hear to new voices as well, but again write it off to the DVD playing in the living room.

Wendy is now moving her hand up and down a little faster now as reaches her first orgasm. She looks over toward her phone and smiles and says “That’s one. I wish you were here because I could really use t...”

Suddenly a look of surprise comes over her face and I hear two men gasp! “We’re terribly sorry Mrs Cavanaugh! We had no idea anyone was here!”

Wendy was quickly removing her toy from her pussy and sat up to cover herself with her robe. I said nothing!

I realized at that moment that the two people in the house were Jim, our realtor and his client! I had no idea who he was, but was sure they both seen more than either had ever imagined.

Wendy scowled at that phone for a split second and then changed the scowl to a smirk!

“God I’m so sorry, gentlemen! Apparently Chris forgot to mention you were coming today!” I see her stand by the bed and tie her robe.

I can hear foot steps going down the hall as Jim replied “Please forgive us ma’am. We’re terribly sorry. We’ll come back another time.”

Wendy looks straight at the camera and whispers “This is going to cost you, babe!” I stammer a “I... I... but...” she places her index finger to her mouth as if to shush me.

“Wait a minute gentlemen!” She says down the hall. “Before you leave, we have to talk. I’ll be in there in just a moment.”

“Uhh ok. Are you sure?” “Yes.” Wendy replies. She looks at me in the camera and says, “You be quiet and behave. I’m going to leave the camera on but black out my screen. You sit right there and watch or you’re going to be in serious trouble when you get home.”

With that the camera moves around the room and I now have a clear view of our bed room. Wendy placed her phone on the mantel above our fireplace at the foot of our bed.

I can see her walk out of the bedroom still wearing her satin robe. Her toy is still on the bed.

I listen intently and can hear the dvd still playing in the background and bits of Wendy, Jim and another voice from the living room. I can’t tell what they’re saying.

Several minutes pass and I was about to turn my phone off when I see movement in the door way of our bedroom. Wendy is walking backwards and leading Jim and another gentleman I’ve never seen before into the room. Not by their hands. No, she has their cocks in her hands!

As she clears the doorway, she glances toward the camera and smiles. I gasped out loud but quickly covered my mouth to catch myself!

As she approached the bed, she released their cocks, spun them around and pushed the two men back onto the bed. “Sit down and make yourselves comfortable, gentlemen. I’m going to put on a little music.”

She walks over to the mantle and looks straight into the camera to wink at me. She’d flipped the camera view around so the HiRez camera has a clear view of our bedroom looking toward the foot of our bed. I see Jim and another man seated on the edge of the bed with their cocks protruding from their open zippers.

I hear our little bookshelf stereo pop to life and some R&B music play.

In the meantime, Jim and the other man are watching her intently. Jim laid back when Wendy turned around, but the other gentlemen stayed sitting up and stroked his rather large cock.

Jim was well dressed in suit and tie. Black slacks with a white shirt and blue tie. He’d taken his jacket off and placed it on a chair near the bed.

The other gentleman was a tall, dark skinned black man. He was in kaki pants with a red polo shirt.

Wendy walked back to the bed and once again held their cocks in each hand. “As I said in the living room, Chris failed to tell me you were coming today. That’s not the first time he’s forgotten to tell me about something as important as having guests. So I feel I owe you gentlemen an apology of sorts for driving all this way and me not being prepared to greet you.”

“Mrs Cavanaugh...” But he’s interrupted, “Wendy.” She corrected Jim. “Wendy” he continued “I’m sure it wasn’t on purpose.”

“No, I’m sure of that. But I’m sure he won’t mind if I show you both how sorry we are that HE forgot about your appointment. Besides, I have some unfinished business of my own that I think you and Jamal can help me with.”

Jamal! That’s the client and potential buyer’s name! Crap! Now I remembered!

On my iPhone screen I can see Wendy stroking both cocks as Jamal puts his hand around the back of her head to pull her mouth to his. Wendy is on fire and I can tell she’s loving the control she has over these two men.

To see my wife in that situation was incredible. Damn that looked so hot and my own cock strained against my dress slacks. Given that I was sitting in my car in a public parking lot in the middle of the day, all I could do was suffer with the uncomfortableness of it, and watch.

Jim sat up and reached for Wendy’s head. She broke her kiss with Jamal and leaned toward Jim to kiss him, all the while continuing her slow stroking of their cocks.

After their long passionate kiss, Wendy knelt on the floor between the two men.
sitting on the bed. She admired both men, making eye contact with each and deciding which cock to devour first. She chose Jamal.

Still stroking Jim, Wendy took as much of Jamal as she could into her mouth. I could see her toy still on the bed and it was abundantly clear he was bigger. He was going to be a challenge for her.

Jim watched as intently as did I from my iPhone screen via FaceTime. After a few minutes, Wendy moved her attention to Jim and showed him the same diligence.

Jim cock was bigger than my own. He was closer in size to Wendy’s favorite toy she’d been caught with. He was probably a full eight inches long and as thick as her toy.

Wendy continued to devour Jim’s cock while stroking Jamal’s enormous manhood. With her hand only barely wrapping around his girth. Jamal had to be nine to ten inches in length.

After a few minutes of sucking and stroking them both, Jamal suggested that Wendy get on the bed and make herself comfortable. With that, Wendy drops her robe to the floor and now stood naked before the two men.

Jim and Jamal move in to kiss her. Each taking one side of her face, neck, shoulders and moving down to her breast, leaving no part of her untouched by their lips. As they do, Wendy’s head tilts back and her legs parted, giving the men full access. Her lips parted and I could hear her sigh in ecstasy.

When they both move to her nipples, she moans aloud and physically shutters. Both men help her onto the bed. Jim and Jamal remove their clothes and join her. Jamal first as he has only his shoes, socks, shirt and pants. He wasn’t wearing underwear.

Jamal obviously very fit with a well toned, dark muscular body climbs on top of Wendy and kisses her deeply. Jim looks on as he takes off his tie and lays it on a chair near the bed. He sits down and methodically removes his shoes, then his socks. All the while not taking his eyes of Jamal and Wendy on the bed.

Jamal moves down Wendy’s body while kissing and licking her. He slowly and purposely pays close attention to her nipples, belly and clinches Wendy’s belly ring in his teeth for a moment. Then further down toward her pussy.

Wendy’s small white hands were holding Jamal’s head and I’m sure guiding him where she wanted him. Her white skin in stark contrast of Jamal’s coal black skin. As he reached her pussy, her back arched and she moaned again.

Jim stood and stepped out of his pants, folded them neatly and placed them on the chair. Then he removed his boxers. Again he folds them in half and places them in the chair. He begins to unbutton his shirt and I can see he’s rock hard cock protruding from the front of his tailored shirt. He’s enjoying the scenery on my bed, as am I.

Jamal obviously has a very talented tongue and found its mark. Wendy is in the middle of an intense orgasm. Her back highly arched, mouth open, hands grasping Jamal’s head and her hips grinding her cunt into his face. The gasps and moans are so loud, I again have to check my surroundings to make sure no one has walked up to within earshot of my car! That’s two orgasms for her. The men zero... so far.

Jim removes his shirt and is now also naked as he approached the bed. Wendy recovered from her earth shattering climax. With her hands she pushed Jamal’s head away from her clit and announced “I want cock gentlemen. I want you both to fuck me and good.”

Jamal replied “Get on your hands and knees and I’ll give you what you want.” Wendy complies quickly. On all fours, Jamal lines up his cock to her now very wet pussy and begins to rub it against her swollen lips.

“Jim, feed me your cock please.” Wendy sighed. With that, Jim climbed on the bed and while remaining on his knees, brought his cock to Wendy’s mouth once again. She licked him a few times and then took him fully into her mouth.

As she did, Jamal slowly eased his cock inside her. I couldn’t see her face, but I could see her pull away from Jim’s cock and hang her head down. “Slow, Jamal. Please go slow. Oh my God you’re so damn big.” Jim bent down, took her head in his hands and kissed her deeply again. I could hear her moan through their kiss.

As Jamal eased more of his cock into my wife’s pussy, Jim broke his kiss to Wendy. Her face still in his hands, he straightened up and moved his cock back to her mouth. Wendy moaned around his cock.

Jamal started to ease his hips back and forth slowly at first. From the camera’s view I could see Wendy’s hand reach back to Jamal’s hip. She was guiding him. Pacing him so that she could get use to his size. Jim was simultaneously holding her face in his hands and fucking her mouth.

Another moan of ecstasy from Wendy let me know she was having yet another orgasm. Gasping and moaning around Jim cock and breathing heavily she began pulling Jamal into her more rapidly.

Now Jamal began to meet Wendy’s directions and grasped her hips. He was taking over the pace setting and Wendy’s hand moved back to support herself.

Both men now had my wife in the throes of ecstasy and she was obviously loving it. She loves the attention of two men. This was the very first time that I was not one of them.

I watched my cell phone screen intently as Jim and Jamal continued to fuck her. Not abusively. But with great passion. After about 5 minutes, Wendy came yet again. This time her entire body shook and she collapsed on the bed.

Both men withdrew their oral and vaginal assaults. Jamal laid down next to her and stroked her hair. “Are you ok?” He asked with a grin. “Yes, I’ve never been better!” She gasped. “Now it’s your turn. You both need to cum and I’m going to make sure you do.”

She told Jim to lay down next to her on his back. He complied. She then sat on Jim’s stomach with her back to him. His cock between her legs she ask Jamal to hand her the bottle of lube on the nightstand.

With the bottle in one hand and Jim’s cock in the other, she applied a liberal amount to his dick and stroked it until she completely covered it with lube.

“I’ve never been DP’d before, but I’ve always wanted to try it. Lay back and relax Jim. I want you to cum in my ass. Jamal, once I get comfortable with Jim, I want you to cum in my pussy. Do you think you gentlemen can do that for me?

Both men agreed. Wendy looked directly at the camera on the mantel and smiled, and while stroking Jim’s well lubed cock slid him into her ass.

With a bit of a wince, I could see his cock penetrate her ass. She eased him into her fully. The she looked back at the camera again and leaned back. Jim reached around her grasping her breasts. He pinched and twisted her nipples.

Jamal sat up and kissed Wendy deeply. Again Wendy moaned. She leaned her head back while grinding her ass against Jim’s cock. Jamal kissed her neck. He then took the bottle of lube and poured some on her clit. It ran down to Jim’s cock that was still plunging into her ass.

Jamal put the bottle down on the bed and rubbed her swollen sweet spot with his hand. Wendy continued to grind Jim’s cock in her ass. She looked over at Jamal and said “I want you in me. I want you both to cum in me.”

Jamal climbed on top of Wendy as she spread her legs wider to accommodate him. His massive cock slipped past her well lubricated lips. With one smooth push, he entered her completely. Only momentarily stoping Wendy’s own thrusts against Jim’s cock. Both men were now balls deep inside her and I could see it from the camera angle I was watching.

Wendy gasped. She laid back on top of Jim and wrapped her arms around Jamal’s neck. I could see him lean down to kiss her again and at the same time withdraw almost the entire ten inches of his cock, then push it all back inside her.

Wendy’s legs lifted and she wrapped them around his waist, digging the heels of her feet into the cheeks of his ass. Again the striking color contrast of their skin caught my attention.

Jim now had room for his pelvis to meet Jamal’s strokes and he began thrusting his cock into Wendy’s now we’ll adapted and lubricated ass. Both men fucking my wife with growing ferocity.

With Jamal and Wendy kissing, again I heard the familiar, muffled grunts and moans from her as she was skillfully DP’d by two rather large cocks. Jamal and Jim pumped her with building intensity.

After only a few minutes Wendy breaks her kiss with Jamal and announced “Oh God! I’m coming!” Her back arched and her legs quaked with each wave of an incredibly intense orgasm. That made five!

This must have had an effect on Jim and Jamal. Jim announced first “I’m going to cum.” From my small screen I could see him shove his hips as hard as he could against Wendy’s ass. Slamming his cock into her so hard, his balls were tossed upwards and bouncing off of Jamal’s.

Jamal tried to withdraw his cock, but Wendy told him “No Jamal! Cum in me! Cum inside me!”

Jim’s grunt and moan let me know that’s exactly what he was doing. His thrusts slowed but were hard and forceful. Each one with a distinctive grunt.

Jamal pushed his torso up with his arms and slammed Wendy’s pussy with his cock. A few strokes later he was grunting and grinding his load into her too. He buried the full length of his cock into her now well used pussy.

When he finished, he rolled off her onto the bed. Wendy lay on top of Jim on her back, flush red, covered in sweat and gasping for breath. Her pussy gaping and now oozing Jamal’s cum on to Jim’s balls. I can see his cock is now shrinking and soon saw his cock plop out of her ass, followed by his cum.

Wendy rolled off Jim onto her stomach and laid motionless between Jim and Jamal. The two men lay on their sides caressing her. “Are you ok Mrs. Cav... uh Wendy?” “Yes Jim. I’m just completely spent.”

Jamal kissed her shoulder, then got out of bed and went to the master bath. I could hear water running. He returned with a wash cloth and towel. He wiped Wendy off gently with the wash cloth, then toweled her dry.

While Jamal cleaned Wendy, Jim got up and went the bathroom to clean himself up. Both men got dressed while Wendy lay spread eagle on our bed. She rolled over on her back to allow Jamal to clean up her cum filled pussy and ass.

“You gentlemen will forgive me for not getting up. I hope you don’t mind showing yourselves out?” “Of course not. You rest up. I’ve got to schedule another appointment with Jamal here to see the rest of the house. Today we only got to see the living room, master bedroom and bath. He has to get back to his office to work. So, we’ll have to come back.”

Wendy rolled her head over to look at Jim and smiled. “I look forward to that.” Be sure to schedule it on a Monday when I’m off work, please. I’d like to be here for that visit too.” Jim and Jamal smiled at her. “Absolutely!” was Jim’s reply.

Then men left the room and I could hear them walk down the hall, the back door open and then close.

Wendy looked up at the camera on the mantel, got up out of the bed and walked over to it. She looked directly into the lens and bit her bottom lip with a pout. “You need to get your forgetful ass home and reclaim your naughty wife. I love you. Bye.” She blew a kiss and the FaceTime call ended.

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I Forgot To Tell My Wife

I Forgot To Tell My Wife

My name is Chris Cavanaugh and I’m a typical man. Yes ladies, I sometimes forget to tell my wife stuff I should. You know? Like dinner plans, or guests coming to see us, company get togethers or other details I may forget. It’s not on purpose but I know it’s important for my wife, Wendy to know these things in advance and be prepared.

Well this story is about one of the many times I FORGOT to tell Wendy about an appointment and it turned into something really exciting for all involved.

Wendy and I are a Stag and Vixen couple. If you don’t know what that means I’ll try to explain it briefly. I love Wendy with all my heart and she knows it. It’s an overwhelming and all consuming love I have for her. I wouldn’t deny her anything that makes her happy or brings her joy. That means anything! Wendy and I are totally devoted to each other.

Whatever Wendy desires, I want her to have because my joy and pleasure stems from hers. That includes the pleasures of another man. Yes we have some limits to that, but for the sake of this story I’ll just say, she and I agree on these limits and we openly and honestly communicate with each other. No secrets. No deception. No disrespect. Total devotion to and from each other.

We’d had a few adventures as a Stag and Vixen couple, but never apart. Always as a couple and always with prior agreement as to with whom and where. That is until May 6th of this year.

I was at work that day and had totally forgotten about an appointment with our realtor who was showing our house to potential buyers. Wendy and I wanted to move closer to the city where I work, and out of our 3,000 square foot home. It was just too big for the two of us.

The 45 minute commute was wearing out tires, and hastening wear and tear on our vehicles. Plus the extra fuel it took each week were just a few reasons we were ready to buy another house closer to my job.

My agent, Jim called me a week prior while I was in the middle of a meeting with a customer of mine. So I quickly agreed to the date and time and hung up. I totally forgot to make a notation of the appointment and thus, forgot to tell Wendy about it too.

Monday May 6th comes, and off to work I go. Wendy was off that day and decided to sleep in late. She woke about 9a and sat on the couch in the living room until about 10:30 enjoying coffee and catching up with her friends on social media. She was also sending me some very naughty text. I rather enjoy those! Distracting. But very hot.

Wendy is gorgeous. She has the most piercing blue eyes you’ve ever seen. I mean they’re jaw dropping and captivating!

Despite being a woman in her 40s and having had two children years ago, she has a gorgeous figure and body. She’s incredibly sexy and has a highly active libido. She also has a very active imagination and her and I can talk fantasies for hours.

When we make love, it’s ON and I mean hot and heavy. She’s incredible. I mean an extraordinary lover. She loves giving and receiving oral and she’s found she really enjoys them both simultaneously. Yes, she swallows.

That morning I over slept so we hadn’t had sex, so after she’d sat on the couch checking messages and getting a chance to read a few private messages from one of her favorite thirds, (she only has 2 that we’ve been with) she found herself quite horny.

Wendy has a few toys and she likes to bring them out in situations as I’ve described. So she decided to have a hot shower and some alone time.

She text me at about 10:30a to tell me her plans for the next hour and said she’d send me a few pictures. Of course I was thrilled. So I encouraged her to adjourn to our bed and take as many pictures as she liked.

In a little while I get a selfie in messenger of her naked in our shower. She was holding her phone up and shooting down on herself. Water cascading down her body and steam rising from the heat. She was biting her lower lip with her left hand between her legs. The hot water was running down her gorgeous body. Geez she’s hot!

A few minutes later she sends another pic. Now she’s wrapped in a towel and shot the selfie looking in the bathroom mirror. Beautiful!

Next I get a text from her that says she has her favorite toy and is laying in our queen size bed with nothing but her satin bathrobe on. She asked me if I could FaceTime with her for a few minutes? You know? To encourage her a little. Of course I accepted and immediately excused myself from the office and went out to my car for some privacy.

Wendy’s FaceTime request came up on my phone as I was walking out the door and into the parking lot. As soon as I accepted the request, there was my gorgeous wife. Piercing blue eyes staring right at me.

She said “hello babe... how’s your day?” “Better now, gorgeous! You’re being rather frisky for Monday. What’s gotten you all fired up this morning?”

She smiled and said “Just thinking about you and me and...” she picked up her toy and showed it to me. It’s a realistic and lifelike vibrating dildo. Slightly larger than my cock at 8” long and 4” girth.

I’m an average guy at 6” long and 2.5” girth. So her toy takes a few minutes for her to get use to.

Her toy is also a deep cocoa shade. She’s had many fantasies about interracial sex in the past. We just hadn’t had the time opportunity or met anyone she’d felt comfortable with to act on those. So her toy was her way of making that fantasy close to reality.

Wendy tells me she’s going to put her phone in a stand on the bedside table and let me watch her for a few minutes. As she places the phone down, I can hear the television in the living room just down the hall. She grabs her drink first and finishes off what appears to be whiskey on the rocks. Her favorite.

“Babe, how many of those have you had today?” I asked with a chuckle.

“A few” and smirked back at me. I love it when she’s feeling uninhibited.

“What were you watching on tv?” The voices I hear are of two men and a woman. In the background. The woman is moaning and I can hear the two men giving mumbled directions and grunting.

Wendy reaches for the silicone lube and squirts a little on her toy. “I was watching some threesome DVDs we have.” She smiled at the camera and strokes her toy. “Do you mind?”

I had to clear my throat and I looked around the parking lot to make sure I was not being approached. “Babe you know I don’t mind that at all!”

Wendy laid back on the bed and begins rubbing the vibrator against her clit. From the camera position I couldn’t really see much. But I can tell she’s easing the toy in slowly. I just watch in relative silence. There are few soft moans from Wendy and in the distance I can hear the television.

I hear a door open and close in the background but write it of as part of the porn DVD. I hear to new voices as well, but again write it off to the DVD playing in the living room.

Wendy is now moving her hand up and down a little faster now as reaches her first orgasm. She looks over toward her phone and smiles and says “That’s one. I wish you were here because I could really use t...”

Suddenly a look of surprise comes over her face and I hear two men gasp! “We’re terribly sorry Mrs Cavanaugh! We had no idea anyone was here!”

Wendy was quickly removing her toy from her pussy and sat up to cover herself with her robe. I said nothing!

I realized at that moment that the two people in the house were Jim, our realtor and his client! I had no idea who he was, but was sure they both seen more than either had ever imagined.

Wendy scowled at that phone for a split second and then changed the scowl to a smirk!

“God I’m so sorry, gentlemen! Apparently Chris forgot to mention you were coming today!” I see her stand by the bed and tie her robe.

I can hear foot steps going down the hall as Jim replied “Please forgive us ma’am. We’re terribly sorry. We’ll come back another time.”

Wendy looks straight at the camera and whispers “This is going to cost you, babe!” I stammer a “I... I... but...” she places her index finger to her mouth as if to shush me.

“Wait a minute gentlemen!” She says down the hall. “Before you leave, we have to talk. I’ll be in there in just a moment.”

“Uhh ok. Are you sure?” “Yes.” Wendy replies. She looks at me in the camera and says, “You be quiet and behave. I’m going to leave the camera on but black out my screen. You sit right there and watch or you’re going to be in serious trouble when you get home.”

With that the camera moves around the room and I now have a clear view of our bed room. Wendy placed her phone on the mantel above our fireplace at the foot of our bed.

I can see her walk out of the bedroom still wearing her satin robe. Her toy is still on the bed.

I listen intently and can hear the dvd still playing in the background and bits of Wendy, Jim and another voice from the living room. I can’t tell what they’re saying.

Several minutes pass and I was about to turn my phone off when I see movement in the door way of our bedroom. Wendy is walking backwards and leading Jim and another gentleman I’ve never seen before into the room. Not by their hands. No, she has their cocks in her hands!

As she clears the doorway, she glances toward the camera and smiles. I gasped out loud but quickly covered my mouth to catch myself!

As she approached the bed, she released their cocks, spun them around and pushed the two men back onto the bed. “Sit down and make yourselves comfortable, gentlemen. I’m going to put on a little music.”

She walks over to the mantle and looks straight into the camera to wink at me. She’d flipped the camera view around so the HiRez camera has a clear view of our bedroom looking toward the foot of our bed. I see Jim and another man seated on the edge of the bed with their cocks protruding from their open zippers.

I hear our little bookshelf stereo pop to life and some R&B music play.

In the meantime, Jim and the other man are watching her intently. Jim laid back when Wendy turned around, but the other gentlemen stayed sitting up and stroked his rather large cock.

Jim was well dressed in suit and tie. Black slacks with a white shirt and blue tie. He’d taken his jacket off and placed it on a chair near the bed.

The other gentleman was a tall, dark skinned black man. He was in kaki pants with a red polo shirt.

Wendy walked back to the bed and once again held their cocks in each hand. “As I said in the living room, Chris failed to tell me you were coming today. That’s not the first time he’s forgotten to tell me about something as important as having guests. So I feel I owe you gentlemen an apology of sorts for driving all this way and me not being prepared to greet you.”

“Mrs Cavanaugh...” But he’s interrupted, “Wendy.” She corrected Jim. “Wendy” he continued “I’m sure it wasn’t on purpose.”

“No, I’m sure of that. But I’m sure he won’t mind if I show you both how sorry we are that HE forgot about your appointment. Besides, I have some unfinished business of my own that I think you and Jamal can help me with.”

Jamal! That’s the client and potential buyer’s name! Crap! Now I remembered!

On my iPhone screen I can see Wendy stroking both cocks as Jamal puts his hand around the back of her head to pull her mouth to his. Wendy is on fire and I can tell she’s loving the control she has over these two men.

To see my wife in that situation was incredible. Damn that looked so hot and my own cock strained against my dress slacks. Given that I was sitting in my car in a public parking lot in the middle of the day, all I could do was suffer with the uncomfortableness of it, and watch.

Jim sat up and reached for Wendy’s head. She broke her kiss with Jamal and leaned toward Jim to kiss him, all the while continuing her slow stroking of their cocks.

After their long passionate kiss, Wendy knelt on the floor between the two men.
sitting on the bed. She admired both men, making eye contact with each and deciding which cock to devour first. She chose Jamal.

Still stroking Jim, Wendy took as much of Jamal as she could into her mouth. I could see her toy still on the bed and it was abundantly clear he was bigger. He was going to be a challenge for her.

Jim watched as intently as did I from my iPhone screen via FaceTime. After a few minutes, Wendy moved her attention to Jim and showed him the same diligence.

Jim cock was bigger than my own. He was closer in size to Wendy’s favorite toy she’d been caught with. He was probably a full eight inches long and as thick as her toy.

Wendy continued to devour Jim’s cock while stroking Jamal’s enormous manhood. With her hand only barely wrapping around his girth. Jamal had to be nine to ten inches in length.

After a few minutes of sucking and stroking them both, Jamal suggested that Wendy get on the bed and make herself comfortable. With that, Wendy drops her robe to the floor and now stood naked before the two men.

Jim and Jamal move in to kiss her. Each taking one side of her face, neck, shoulders and moving down to her breast, leaving no part of her untouched by their lips. As they do, Wendy’s head tilts back and her legs parted, giving the men full access. Her lips parted and I could hear her sigh in ecstasy.

When they both move to her nipples, she moans aloud and physically shutters. Both men help her onto the bed. Jim and Jamal remove their clothes and join her. Jamal first as he has only his shoes, socks, shirt and pants. He wasn’t wearing underwear.

Jamal obviously very fit with a well toned, dark muscular body climbs on top of Wendy and kisses her deeply. Jim looks on as he takes off his tie and lays it on a chair near the bed. He sits down and methodically removes his shoes, then his socks. All the while not taking his eyes of Jamal and Wendy on the bed.

Jamal moves down Wendy’s body while kissing and licking her. He slowly and purposely pays close attention to her nipples, belly and clinches Wendy’s belly ring in his teeth for a moment. Then further down toward her pussy.

Wendy’s small white hands were holding Jamal’s head and I’m sure guiding him where she wanted him. Her white skin in stark contrast of Jamal’s coal black skin. As he reached her pussy, her back arched and she moaned again.

Jim stood and stepped out of his pants, folded them neatly and placed them on the chair. Then he removed his boxers. Again he folds them in half and places them in the chair. He begins to unbutton his shirt and I can see he’s rock hard cock protruding from the front of his tailored shirt. He’s enjoying the scenery on my bed, as am I.

Jamal obviously has a very talented tongue and found its mark. Wendy is in the middle of an intense orgasm. Her back highly arched, mouth open, hands grasping Jamal’s head and her hips grinding her cunt into his face. The gasps and moans are so loud, I again have to check my surroundings to make sure no one has walked up to within earshot of my car! That’s two orgasms for her. The men zero... so far.

Jim removes his shirt and is now also naked as he approached the bed. Wendy recovered from her earth shattering climax. With her hands she pushed Jamal’s head away from her clit and announced “I want cock gentlemen. I want you both to fuck me and good.”

Jamal replied “Get on your hands and knees and I’ll give you what you want.” Wendy complies quickly. On all fours, Jamal lines up his cock to her now very wet pussy and begins to rub it against her swollen lips.

“Jim, feed me your cock please.” Wendy sighed. With that, Jim climbed on the bed and while remaining on his knees, brought his cock to Wendy’s mouth once again. She licked him a few times and then took him fully into her mouth.

As she did, Jamal slowly eased his cock inside her. I couldn’t see her face, but I could see her pull away from Jim’s cock and hang her head down. “Slow, Jamal. Please go slow. Oh my God you’re so damn big.” Jim bent down, took her head in his hands and kissed her deeply again. I could hear her moan through their kiss.

As Jamal eased more of his cock into my wife’s pussy, Jim broke his kiss to Wendy. Her face still in his hands, he straightened up and moved his cock back to her mouth. Wendy moaned around his cock.

Jamal started to ease his hips back and forth slowly at first. From the camera’s view I could see Wendy’s hand reach back to Jamal’s hip. She was guiding him. Pacing him so that she could get use to his size. Jim was simultaneously holding her face in his hands and fucking her mouth.

Another moan of ecstasy from Wendy let me know she was having yet another orgasm. Gasping and moaning around Jim cock and breathing heavily she began pulling Jamal into her more rapidly.

Now Jamal began to meet Wendy’s directions and grasped her hips. He was taking over the pace setting and Wendy’s hand moved back to support herself.

Both men now had my wife in the throes of ecstasy and she was obviously loving it. She loves the attention of two men. This was the very first time that I was not one of them.

I watched my cell phone screen intently as Jim and Jamal continued to fuck her. Not abusively. But with great passion. After about 5 minutes, Wendy came yet again. This time her entire body shook and she collapsed on the bed.

Both men withdrew their oral and vaginal assaults. Jamal laid down next to her and stroked her hair. “Are you ok?” He asked with a grin. “Yes, I’ve never been better!” She gasped. “Now it’s your turn. You both need to cum and I’m going to make sure you do.”

She told Jim to lay down next to her on his back. He complied. She then sat on Jim’s stomach with her back to him. His cock between her legs she ask Jamal to hand her the bottle of lube on the nightstand.

With the bottle in one hand and Jim’s cock in the other, she applied a liberal amount to his dick and stroked it until she completely covered it with lube.

“I’ve never been DP’d before, but I’ve always wanted to try it. Lay back and relax Jim. I want you to cum in my ass. Jamal, once I get comfortable with Jim, I want you to cum in my pussy. Do you think you gentlemen can do that for me?

Both men agreed. Wendy looked directly at the camera on the mantel and smiled, and while stroking Jim’s well lubed cock slid him into her ass.

With a bit of a wince, I could see his cock penetrate her ass. She eased him into her fully. The she looked back at the camera again and leaned back. Jim reached around her grasping her breasts. He pinched and twisted her nipples.

Jamal sat up and kissed Wendy deeply. Again Wendy moaned. She leaned her head back while grinding her ass against Jim’s cock. Jamal kissed her neck. He then took the bottle of lube and poured some on her clit. It ran down to Jim’s cock that was still plunging into her ass.

Jamal put the bottle down on the bed and rubbed her swollen sweet spot with his hand. Wendy continued to grind Jim’s cock in her ass. She looked over at Jamal and said “I want you in me. I want you both to cum in me.”

Jamal climbed on top of Wendy as she spread her legs wider to accommodate him. His massive cock slipped past her well lubricated lips. With one smooth push, he entered her completely. Only momentarily stoping Wendy’s own thrusts against Jim’s cock. Both men were now balls deep inside her and I could see it from the camera angle I was watching.

Wendy gasped. She laid back on top of Jim and wrapped her arms around Jamal’s neck. I could see him lean down to kiss her again and at the same time withdraw almost the entire ten inches of his cock, then push it all back inside her.

Wendy’s legs lifted and she wrapped them around his waist, digging the heels of her feet into the cheeks of his ass. Again the striking color contrast of their skin caught my attention.

Jim now had room for his pelvis to meet Jamal’s strokes and he began thrusting his cock into Wendy’s now we’ll adapted and lubricated ass. Both men fucking my wife with growing ferocity.

With Jamal and Wendy kissing, again I heard the familiar, muffled grunts and moans from her as she was skillfully DP’d by two rather large cocks. Jamal and Jim pumped her with building intensity.

After only a few minutes Wendy breaks her kiss with Jamal and announced “Oh God! I’m coming!” Her back arched and her legs quaked with each wave of an incredibly intense orgasm. That made five!

This must have had an effect on Jim and Jamal. Jim announced first “I’m going to cum.” From my small screen I could see him shove his hips as hard as he could against Wendy’s ass. Slamming his cock into her so hard, his balls were tossed upwards and bouncing off of Jamal’s.

Jamal tried to withdraw his cock, but Wendy told him “No Jamal! Cum in me! Cum inside me!”

Jim’s grunt and moan let me know that’s exactly what he was doing. His thrusts slowed but were hard and forceful. Each one with a distinctive grunt.

Jamal pushed his torso up with his arms and slammed Wendy’s pussy with his cock. A few strokes later he was grunting and grinding his load into her too. He buried the full length of his cock into her now well used pussy.

When he finished, he rolled off her onto the bed. Wendy lay on top of Jim on her back, flush red, covered in sweat and gasping for breath. Her pussy gaping and now oozing Jamal’s cum on to Jim’s balls. I can see his cock is now shrinking and soon saw his cock plop out of her ass, followed by his cum.

Wendy rolled off Jim onto her stomach and laid motionless between Jim and Jamal. The two men lay on their sides caressing her. “Are you ok Mrs. Cav... uh Wendy?” “Yes Jim. I’m just completely spent.”

Jamal kissed her shoulder, then got out of bed and went to the master bath. I could hear water running. He returned with a wash cloth and towel. He wiped Wendy off gently with the wash cloth, then toweled her dry.

While Jamal cleaned Wendy, Jim got up and went the bathroom to clean himself up. Both men got dressed while Wendy lay spread eagle on our bed. She rolled over on her back to allow Jamal to clean up her cum filled pussy and ass.

“You gentlemen will forgive me for not getting up. I hope you don’t mind showing yourselves out?” “Of course not. You rest up. I’ve got to schedule another appointment with Jamal here to see the rest of the house. Today we only got to see the living room, master bedroom and bath. He has to get back to his office to work. So, we’ll have to come back.”

Wendy rolled her head over to look at Jim and smiled. “I look forward to that.” Be sure to schedule it on a Monday when I’m off work, please. I’d like to be here for that visit too.” Jim and Jamal smiled at her. “Absolutely!” was Jim’s reply.

Then men left the room and I could hear them walk down the hall, the back door open and then close.

Wendy looked up at the camera on the mantel, got up out of the bed and walked over to it. She looked directly into the lens and bit her bottom lip with a pout. “You need to get your forgetful ass home and reclaim your naughty wife. I love you. Bye.” She blew a kiss and the FaceTime call ended.

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Sunday, December 29, 2019

Waiting for the balls to drop (part 1)

Waiting for the balls to drop (part 1)

December 31, 4:45 PM: “Honey, we can’t cancel the party! It’s too late to call the caterers! It’s too late to call 50 people!” blurts out the distraught Christine. “Well, I’m not going to be there,” replies her husband’s voice at the other end of the phone. “We’re having a blizzard here. At first they delayed my flight, but now they just cancelled it and nothing’s getting out of here for at least the next 24 hours. Just do the best you can, I guess.” Christine puts the phone down in despair. I need a drink!

The light is already beginning to fade on this last day of the old year. The 39 year old Christine, dressed in a t shirt and jeans and in her bare feet, uncorks a bottle of her favorite chardonnay and pours herself a glass. Taking a sip, she bemoans her fate. Lucky me! Wife of the high school football coach! I was going to help him with a New Year’s Eve party for the team, and now he’s stranded half way across the country and I’m going to have to host a party for 50 teenage boys all by myself! She raises the glass to her lips and takes a more sizeable gulp of the nectar. Well, I guess it won’t be that bad, she muses. This thing starts at quarter to seven and it should be wrapped up by no later than nine. After I chase the kids out of here, I can find a real party to go to! Plus, the caterers are going to set up everything, so it’s minimal work for me.

The wine is already casting her plight in a warmer, softer glow. They’re good kids, and I already know most of them. Heck, I’m on a first name basis with most of them! A little rowdy, maybe, but typical teenagers. Yeah, I’ll make this work! But, I really should have another adult here. Somebody to help me manage things so they don’t get totally out of control. I wonder if Tracey can make it over? I know that she has that big party to go to, but I wonder if she has some free time earlier in the evening? Christine’s slim, elegant fingers tap out a text message to her friend. Yeah, everything will work out! She takes another sip of wine and smiles to herself.

4:53 PM: If there’s one person who’s more frazzled this New Year’s Eve than Christine, it’s her 34 year old friend Tracey. Tracey’s plans for the evening have just been completely obliterated by a phone call from her husband. A full blown crisis situation has exploded at work, and as a production manager, he is needed to resolve it. Their plans to drive into the city and go to the biggest New Year’s Eve party in the state are now blasted beyond repair. Even worse, they paid $250 each for two non-refundable tickets! Tracey is thus in a foul mood when she receives Christine’s text. She bangs out an angry reply. My plans are totally fucked! What are you up to?

4:56 PM: Christine is now halfway through her glass of wine. I’m actually starting to look forward to this! It’ll be fun! Wonder if Bob will come? She is startled by her sudden focus on the team’s star 17 year old wide receiver, but she makes no effort to push him out of her mind. Bob is SO handsome! The best looking guy on the team…AND that dimple! She feels a sudden flush of warmth, and realizes that it’s not from the wine. Soon, her mind is racing. Her thoughts soon turn to Dom, the tall, well muscled quarterback. And Dan. And Doug. And Eric. And…

Her phone pings, jarring her back to reality. Wow! Wine always goes straight to my pussy, she reflects. Looking at her phone, she reads the text from Tracey. Cool! Sounds like Tracey’s free! But she sounds pissed! She taps back an invitation to the team party. Bill is stranded out of town. How’d you like to help me babysit 50 horny teenage boys? Telling her that they’re horny will definitely get her over here, Christine giggles as she hits send. Suddenly, the full possibilities of what the evening might bring begin to open up to her. Hubby out of town. Daughter having a sleepover at a friend’s house. I’m going to be all alone here with 50 buff, testosterone fueled teenagers. Well, me and Tracey, if she comes. I haven’t been an angel in my marriage, Christine admits to herself, but I can’t believe some of the thoughts I’m starting to have! I had better finish this wine and get in the shower.

4:58 PM: Tracey reads Christine’s text and breaks out laughing. If they’re horny, I’m definitely in! she types and hits send. At least this will give me something to do tonight, Tracey reasons. I’m sure it won’t last all night. I’ll get all dressed up, and then maybe Christine and I can go to that party downtown. At least then, that money we spent on the tickets won’t go to waste. Home all alone, she decides to strip naked in the living room before getting in the shower. She pulls off her t-shirt, revealing her bountiful, braless tits, and tosses it on the floor. She then loosens her jean shorts, and letting them drop to the floor, steps out of them and kicks them on top of her discarded t-shirt. She then begins to take off her red thong, tugging it out of her ass crack where it has become nestled. I always wear thongs and they always give me a wedgie, she reflects. Removing the thong, she tosses it onto the growing pile of crumpled clothing. She glances down; just shaved the pussy last night, she giggles to herself. Finally, she pulls off her gray, heavy woolen socks. Not sexy at all, she admits, but they keep my feet warm! She looks down at her toenails, painted electric blue, just like her fingernails. Hubby’s idea, she shrugs to herself. I asked him last night what color I should paint my nails and he picked electric blue. Now gloriously naked, she takes two steps towards the bathroom when she hears her phone ping. A reply text from Christine: Cool! Party starts at 6:45! And then immediately another ping: And wear something sexy! Duh, I’m planning on wearing something sexy! She simply types k, hits send and trots off to the bathroom.

5:13 PM: Enveloped in clouds of billowing steam, Christine luxuriates in the jets of hot water pelting her body. I can’t stop thinking about it now! Her hands caress her well rounded tits, their nipples now rock hard. Bob! And all those other guys…She now thinks back to all the games that she attended as the coach’s wife. Those rock hard, well developed biceps peeking out from underneath the well padded jerseys. The six pack abs on the players wearing cropped jerseys. Those tight uniform pants…those bulges…yes, I was looking, she admits to herself. Her hand slides lower…ever lower. She can feel the familiar warmth far below and now she knows for certain that it’s not the wine. Her hand slides further down, past the neatly trimmed little landing strip, down to the very essence of her womanhood. Yes, I want this to happen. Her heart racing, she now surrenders herself to the knowledge that something will happen tonight.

Turning off the water, she steps out of the shower into the sultry fog enveloping the bathroom. How far this goes tonight depends on Tracey, she thinks, as she belatedly turns on the ventilating fan to suck the steam out of bathroom. I know Tracey’s no angel either. She’s told me some wild stories about her experiences and she’s never let being married get in her way, just like I haven’t. I just don’t know how far she’d be willing to go tonight. Either she’s going to be a restraining influence on me, or she’s going to jump feet first into this along with me. Christine finishes toweling herself dry and reaches for her blow dryer.

5:46 PM: The doorbell chimes loudly. Oh shit! The caterers! I almost forgot about them! Christine puts down her hairbrush, and wrapped only in a towel, dashes to the front door. She braces herself for the blast of cold air that she knows will hit her and throws open the door. Suppressing a giggle at the astonished but appreciative look that the catering manager bestows upon her, she turns on her heel and calls out over her shoulder “The dining room’s all ready! You can set up in there!” as she sprints back to the bathroom, anxious to escape the cold air now wafting in through the wide open front entrance. Now, back in her sanctum, she turns her attention to the task of applying her makeup.

6:00 PM: As Christine is applying her brightest shade of red lipstick, two dejected teenage boys are sitting together in the house next door. Christine’s neighbor, Aaron, 15, and his cousin, J.J., 16, aren’t on the football team and therefore aren’t invited to the party. Even worse, they’re both grounded and have to spend New Year’s Eve with their families, the worst possible punishment that their parents could inflict on them. “This sucks so bad,” Aaron intones in his most solemn voice. “And the worst part is, I won’t be getting any.”

Aaron is especially miserable because right before Christmas, his 17 year old girlfriend, Jessica, dumped him without any warning. “Dude, I won’t be getting any, either,” J.J. assures him. “All the chicks I know are busy tonight. And even worse, I’m stuck here with you!” At that, J.J. breaks into a huge grin, which his cousin immediately reciprocates, the two of them flashing their braces at each other. The only thing that could make this night bearable for them is each other’s company, since besides being cousins, they’ve been inseparable best friends their entire lives. At first glance, most people assume that they’re brothers, with their dark hair, blue eyes and braces. Both are of similar build, short, lean and wiry, and are never seen without their backwards baseball caps. Girls consider them both adorable, and J.J. already has a reputation as a stud, having bedded 6 girls at their high school, most of them seniors. He now tries to reassure his cousin. “Don’t worry, dude. You’ll get another chick. Is Jess the only girl you’ve had?” “There was that chick who gave me head at that party,” Aaron replies, “but, yeah, Jess is the only one that I’ve fucked so far.” “Always go for older chicks,” J.J. advises him. “They always know what they’re doing.”

The conversation now hits a lull, and the boys listen to the bustle downstairs as Aaron’s parents, assisted by those of J.J., set up for their New Year’s Eve party. “This party is going to be so fucking lame,” Aaron declares, rolling his eyes in adolescent exasperation. “Tell me about it, dude,” J.J. readily agrees. “Hey, what’s up with the caterer’s van next door?” he asks after a quick glance out the window. “The coach and his wife are having a party for the football team,” Aaron answers briefly, in a completely uninterested voice, but J.J.’s mind is already moving in a completely different direction. “What’s her name again? Christine?” he asks. “Who?” Aaron replies, distractedly. “The coach’s wife! Duh!” J.J. ripostes. “Oh, yeah, Christine,” Aaron answers indifferently. “She is kinda hot,” J.J. offers. “Yeah, I guess so, for her age. She does have nice tits,” Aaron concedes somewhat reluctantly. “Ever thought about hitting it?” J.J. asks, finally getting to his point. “Dude, she’s married!” Aaron exclaims. “Dude, married chicks are so easy to score with,” J.J. replies, speaking with the voice of experience. “I’ve already done two married chicks. I think you should hit it if you ever get the chance.” “Well, I don’t think I will get the chance, but I guess you never know,” Aaron replies.

6:15 PM: Christine admires herself in her full length mirror. She is wearing a tight, low cut red dress, that goes down to just above the knee. Thirty-nine and I can still wear something like this! All that time Tracey and I spend in the gym has really paid off! A trim 5’5, and 119 pounds, Christine has light blue eyes, shoulder length light brown hair with blonde highlights and c-cup tits. She slips her feet into a pair of closed toe, red stiletto pumps that add another 5 inches to her height. Turning sideways, she admires her well rounded ass in the mirror. Tracey has bigger tits than I do, but I’ve definitely got the ass! And the best way to avoid pantie lines? No panties! No bra, either! Should I put in contacts? she now asks herself, taking another look in the mirror. No, she decides. I’m keeping the glasses! I rock the sexy librarian look!

Walking into the kitchen, she pours herself a second glass of wine and then walks into the dining room. The caterers have completed their setup, and now the dining room table is covered end to end with chips, pizza, tacos and wings as well as soda and sports drinks. Taking a sip of wine, Christine hits the play button for the pre-programmed music package. Yuck! How can the kids listen to this shit? She turns the lights down to a low setting and then looks at the table again. I’m starving! I really should eat something, she thinks, nibbling a single tortilla chip plucked from one of the bowls on the table. But, I want this wine to do its work, and it works best on an empty stomach, she decides, restraining herself from touching any more food. She takes a big gulp of wine. Tracey should be here any minute now!

6:29 PM Christine drains her glass and is just about to reach for the bottle of chardonnay again when the doorbell chimes. She opens the door and greets Tracey. She helps her out of her coat and is wowed by her friend’s appearance. Slightly taller than Christine at 5’6 in her bare feet, Tracey, like her fellow MILF, stands taller tonight in a pair of 5 inch heels. The two women have many things in common; Tracey also has shoulder length hair, of a slightly darker brown than Christine. She also normally wears glasses, but tonight has put in her contacts, giving her a pair of bright blue eyes. Most importantly, both women have the trim, fit bodies of 25 year olds; Tracey weighing in at 123 pounds. Tracey’s electric blue dress is even more daring than Christine’s. Equally tight but cut even lower, it provides a breathtaking display of cleavage and only goes down to mid-thigh. Her closed toe stiletto pumps are also electric blue. Dress and shoes both match her fingernails. Her d-cup tits are unrestrained by a bra, but she is wearing a blue thong under her dress, the only undergarment of the night between the two women. “Electric blue,” she shrugs apologetically. “Kevin’s idea!” “I like it! You look hot!” Christine gushes, pleased that her friend is dressed for the part that she will be playing for the evening.

They walk into the dining room and Tracey’s face lights up at the sight of the bountiful spread on the table. “Look at all this food!” she exclaims, grabbing a plate and reaching for a slice of pizza. Christine immediately gives her a stinging slap on the hand. “Keep your hands off that food! That’s not for you! It’s all for the team!” “But I’m starving! I haven’t had a thing to eat since breakfast!” Tracey cries out pleadingly. “Neither have I,” Christine assures her. She thrusts a wine glass into Tracey’s hand, fills it to the rim with chardonnay and then pours another glass for herself. “This is what you’re running on tonight! Just like me! And you better catch up to me! This is my third glass!”

“You know, alcohol always lowers my inhibitions,” Tracey murmurs, taking her first sip. “Would that be such a bad thing?” Christine asks, peering at her friend meaningfully from over her glasses. “I was thinking about that on the way over here,” Tracey says, taking another, slightly more substantial sip of the nectar. “I mean it’s not like I’m planning anything, but if something happens, it happens. That’s the way that I’ve had most of my experiences.” She now takes yet another sip that’s closer to a gulp. “That’s my girl!” Christine exclaims, pulling her friend in for a side hug. She now walks over to the liquor cabinet and takes out a bottle and two shot glasses. She fills the shot glasses to the rim with potent, 90 proof peach schnapps. “Here’s to something happening!” Christine proposes, and the two gorgeous MILFs clink glasses. They slam back their shots, with Tracey letting out a little gasp at the potency of the liqueur. The shots propel the two women even further down the road to the loss of all inhibition. To Christine’s delight, Tracey quickly gulps down the rest of her wine and willingly holds her glass out for a refill.

6:45 PM: Right on schedule, the doorbell chimes. Christine calls out “Come in!” and the door opens to reveal Dan, a 16 year old running back, accompanied by his best friend, Eric, a wide receiver, also 16. “Hi, Dan! Hi, Eric!” Christine greets them cheerfully. “Coach isn’t going to be able to make it tonight, but we’re going to party without him! You can put your coats in the room down the hall. First door on the right!” As soon as the boys are out of sight, Tracey exclaims “Shit! I only have one condom!” “Condom?” Christine replies in horror. “No! NO condoms! Give me that thing!” A grumbling Tracey reaches into her purse, digs out the prophylactic and hands it to Christine. “I’m getting rid of this thing! We’re going to do this the right way!” Christine declares. “And besides, I thought you said you weren’t planning anything?” “I wasn’t!” Tracey replies. “I always carry one in my purse, you know, just in case something does happen!” The two boys now enter the dining room. “Hey guys! Grab some food! We’ve got plenty! We’ve got game consoles, too! And air hockey!” Christine beckons them.

“Yeah, guys, this food looks SO good, doesn’t it?” Tracey exclaims, reaching again for a slice of pizza. Her reward is another sharp slap on the hand from Christine. “Guys, this is my friend, Tracey. You’ll have to excuse her. She has very bad manners!” “Hi, guys!” Tracey gushes, flashing a smile and making eye contact in turn with first Dan and then Eric, both tall, good looking, blue eyed blonds. The boys begin attacking the food with gusto. “Hey, Christine, where is Coach, anyway?” Dan asks, as he begins devouring a taco. “Oh, he’s stranded in…wait…where is he again? Well, anyway, they’re having a blizzard and he can’t get a flight out,” Christine replies. The doorbell chimes again. “I’m going to have to put a sign in the window to just come in!” Christine exclaims. Three more football studs now join the party.

As the new arrivals join Dan and Eric, Christine turns and whispers to Tracey. “Come on! We’re going to the bathroom so that we can get rid of this,” she says, indicating the condom concealed in her hand. “Why do you need me to help you do that?” Tracey asks in bewilderment. “I can stay here and hang out with the guys!” She casts her eyes longingly first at Dan, who is demolishing his third taco, and then at Eric, who is gorging himself on pizza. “No, you’re coming with me!” Christine replies firmly. “I don’t trust you around this food! Finish your wine!” Both MILFs gulp down the rest of their wine and Christine grabs Tracey by the hand. “Guys, we’re going to the bathroom! It’s a girl thing. If any more of the guys get here, can you please let them in, Dan?” “You got it, Christine!” the stud replies cheerfully as he now loads up his plate with some wings to sample.

As they head towards the bathroom, the doorbell chimes yet again and soon more young male voices are blending in with the rest of the group. Half dragging Tracey down the hall, Christine now feels her own hunger pangs stabbing at her with greater and greater persistence. Both women are starting to totter in their high heels as intoxication tightens its grip on them. But Christine is determined. Within 30 seconds, the last contraceptive device in the house is swirling its way into the abyss of the toilet bowl’s whirlpool.

7:05 PM: The crowd has now swollen to about two dozen boys, the thumping music providing an undertone to the buzz of adolescent male camaraderie. The door bell no longer chimes; a sign, hand lettered by Tracey, is now propped up in the front window inviting all team members to simply come in. Christine and Tracey now enter the kitchen to refresh their wine glasses. Christine fills Tracey’s glass three quarters of the way; the first bottle is now kicked. She pulls a fresh bottle from the fridge, where it has been chilling, and uncorks it. She tops off Tracey’s glass and then fills her own. The two women pause in the kitchen, sipping their wine, looking out at the party.

“I’m so fucking hungry!” Tracey exclaims in an anguished voice, but Christine simply ignores her. “Look at all these guys!” she purrs. “Yeah, there’s a lot of dick here!” Tracey readily agrees. “Look at the size of some of them! They’re so young and some of them are enormous!” “That’s all muscle!” Christine replies cheerfully. “Even during the off season, Bill has them lifting to keep them in top shape!” “I bet they’re in shape!” Tracey agrees in a lust tinged voice. “Ugh! This music!” Christine suddenly groans out loud. “It’s so awful!” “I don’t know! I kinda like it!” Tracey responds, somewhat unsteadily gyrating her hips. “It’s thumpin’! It’s probably good music to fuck to!”

Just then, the front door swings open again, and now Christine’s heart skips several beats. Arriving at the party are Dom, the quarterback, and his best friend, the star wide receiver, Bob. “Oh my god!” Christine blurts out, loud enough for Tracey to hear. “I want him. So. Fucking. Bad.” “Is that Bob?” Tracey asks, already knowing the answer. “Yeah, that’s him!” Christine replies, desperately trying to catch the young stud’s eye. Now in the dining room, Bob greets Dan and Eric, and then glances into the kitchen. Christine breaks into a grin and waves at him. Bob returns the wave and smiles broadly, his cheek dimpling deeply. “Oh, my god!” Christine groans audibly, now feeling a full fledged surge of wetness far below. Tracey’s attention, meanwhile, is caught by the other new arrival. “Who’s his friend?” she whispers to Christine. “That’s Dom. He’s the quarterback,” Christine replies. “Bill says he has a big dick!” “How does Bill know that?” Tracey asks, recoiling in shock. “Bill hears all of the locker room talk,” Christine replies, laughing out loud. “Boys are always going around comparing their…things, and apparently, Dom has the biggest dick on the team!” “I’d really like to found out,” Tracey purrs, taking a deep sip of wine and drilling the 6’1 stud with her eyes. “I think you will, Trace! I think you will!” Christine replies confidently. The two lust and alcohol fueled MILFS now rejoin the party to mingle with the studs.

7:20 PM: The entire team has now arrived and the house is filled with more than 50 teenage football studs, laughing, talking, eating and playing console games and air hockey. Christine and Tracey are now mingling freely with the studs, with Tracey now working on her fourth glass of wine, Christine her fifth. Sexual undercurrents are now beginning to break to the surface. No blatant grabs yet, but male hands are beginning to stray, brushing up against dresses and occasionally bare arms and lingering there. The always fragile barrier that separates adolescent male from adult female is beginning to crumble rapidly. Both MILFs are becoming more and more aroused; Tracey’s thong is now soaked, and Christine can feel that her own temple of love is thoroughly saturated and ready to welcome a stiff male visitor. Christine smiles approvingly at the sight of Tracey standing with Dan on one side of her and Eric on the other. Tracey is bantering playfully with the two young studs and Christine can tell that she’s attracted to both of them. Dan, Dom, Eric…who’s going to get her first? Christine wonders, giggling to herself. But, I better make my own move, she decides, locking her sights on Bob. She has been seeking him out with her eyes ever since his arrival and now her persistence has paid off, because she has caught him looking at her.

Making her way over to the object of her desire, she makes sure to brush up against every stud in her path. “Hi, Bob! I haven’t had a chance to talk to you yet!” “I know! What a crowd! The whole team is here!” Bob replies enthusiastically. His tone is friendly, as it always is, but Christine is now picking up on a new undertone. No longer is she Coach’s wife, dressed in a team jacket, jeans and sneakers, cheering on the Warriors at one of their home games. In her tight, low cut dress and heels, she is carnal bait for a red blooded, hormone fueled adolescent male, and her unerring woman’s instinct can tell that Bob is beginning to succumb to the temptation.

“You’ve had such a great season, Bob!” she gushes, almost sounding like one of the many teenage girls who have fallen under the handsome stud’s spell. “Yeah, it was a great season,” he agrees with a smile that brings his irresistible dimple to life again. “Especially that game against Cedar Valley.” “Oh, that was an awesome game!” Christine readily agrees. “I’m your biggest fan! I just love watching you play!” The two are now gazing deep into each other’s eyes. Christine draws herself closer to her stud. All the background noise of the rowdy party suddenly dissolves into nothingness and she and Bob are completely alone in their own universe. Her heart is thumping and seductively lowering her voice, she says “You always go so deep.” “I like going deep. Real deep,” the stud replies, also lowering the tone of his own already subdued voice. His eyes lock onto hers. This is it! Christine exults. She leans her face closer to his, starting to reach for his lips with her own, and then “…Christine! Christine!” The plaintive, almost whining voice coming from over her shoulder is jarring. NO WAY! NO FUCKING WAY! screams the voice in Christine’s head. The moment is lost. Turning in exasperation, she is just about to berate Tracey when her fellow MILF begins pleading with her. “Christine! Can we please eat something? I’m feeling so lightheaded!” “Okay, okay,” Christine finally concedes, quickly recovering her composure. “I guess we both really need to eat something!”

Grabbing Tracey by the hand, she leads her to the table. “One slice of pizza! That’s all you’re getting!” She puts a slice of plain cheese pizza on one plate and a slice of pepperoni on another. She dumps a handful of tortilla chips on each plate and then hands the plate with the cheese slice to Tracey. “How come you get the pepperoni?” Tracey protests in famished anguish. “Oh, all right, you take the pepperoni,” Christine concedes and swaps plates with her. Tracey ravenously devours her slice of pizza. “That guac looks so good!” she enthuses, almost drooling. “No guac. No salsa.” Christine responds sternly, giving Tracey a menacing look. Letting out a sigh, Tracey gobbles down her plain, unadorned tortilla chips. Christine hungrily takes a big bite of her own slice of pizza and then turns on her friend. “I was just about to make my move with Bob, and you ruined it! Thanks a lot!” “Sorry!” Tracey replies, washing down her meager dinner with a big gulp of wine. “But we’re going to need something to keep up our energy!” “Yeah, you’re right about that,” Christine admits, finishing off her pizza and then crunching on her chips.

Suddenly, Dom pushes his way to the table and plants himself between the two MILFs. He piles his plate high with the caterer’s special recipe garlic romano avocado chipotle wings and blue cheese and begins devouring them. “These wings are the bomb!” he exclaims. “Oh, those wings are awesome!” Tracey readily agrees. “I’ve had them before. Not that I can have any tonight,” she continues, casting a malignant glare at Christine, who simply smirks in response. “But they’re really, really messy! All over your face!” she giggles. Dom starts reaching for a napkin, but Tracey reaches out and restrains his hand. “Let me get it for you,” she offers and then uses her finger to squeegee the messy, goopy wing sauce and blue cheese from Dom’s chin and around his lips. “Oh, now my finger’s all messy!” she cries out in mock anguish. “Clean it up for me, Dom!” She holds her finger in front of his face, close to his mouth. Taking his cue, the stud licks Tracey’s finger clean with his tongue as she lets out a purr of aroused delight. Christine can hardly believe what she’s seeing. You little slut! she thinks to herself. Way to go!

Suddenly, she feels a male hand placed firmly on her right ass cheek. Startled, she instinctively tenses at first, but then realizing the possibilities, she relaxes and leans back into the hand, surrendering her ass to the groping. This is not a casual brushing, this is the blatant grab that she has been waiting and hoping for. The hand caresses the cheek and then gives it a firm squeeze. Smiling with delight, Christine takes a sip of wine. Is it Bob? she wonders. Peering over her glasses, she scans the party crowd and spots her favorite stud. No, not him. She also spots Dan and Eric, standing where Tracey had left them, as well as Doug, the compact, solidly built linebacker who has also caught her eye. She is thrilled that she has no idea who her unknown groper is. This party is definitely moving in the right direction! I just got my ass grabbed and Tracey is just about to get laid! She is so pleasantly distracted by the groping that she doesn’t even notice Dom and Tracey slipping quietly away from the party and scurrying up the stairs to the second floor…

7:29 PM: “Mmmm…baby!” Tracey purrs, caressing Dom’s bare muscular chest with both hands. The two have slipped away to Christine’s guest bedroom, and Tracey has wasted no time getting the stud out of his shirt. She runs her hands down the length of Dom’s long, well developed, rock hard biceps. Far below, she can feel her love juices flowing freely. The 17 year old stud is 6’1, 165 pounds with short brown hair, blue eyes and a ready smile; his braces only make him even cuter in the eyes of all the girls. Tracey knows what a prize she’s landed; I fucked the quarterback in high school, and now I’m going to do it again! she thinks to herself triumphantly. As she locks lips with the stud, trashing hungrily at his tongue with her own, her hands move eagerly down to the top of his jeans. “I’ve heard that you have a big dick, baby!” “Yeah, I do,” the stud replies with a cocky smile. “11 inches!” “No fucking way!” Tracey replies, with a mixture of skepticism and hopefulness as she starts undoing the stud’s jeans. That’s a big bulge in his pants…but, 11 inches? “We’ll just see about that!”

Quickly pulling down his jeans, Tracey paws at the bulging white briefs, now straining to contain the swollen beast within.
She pulls down the briefs, and the stud’s fully erect love python springs out to greet her. “Wow!” she gasps in amazement. “Wow!” She begins stroking the hardened tool and realizes that the stud wasn’t exaggerating it’s size. “It’s so fucking huge!” she exclaims happily, sliding her other hand under the stud’s bloated balls. She drops to her knees and touches the swollen tip of the stud’s tool with her tongue. Precum is already starting to seep from the slit; she delights in the taste of the oily treat on her tongue. She takes the tip in her mouth, and begins working her way down the shaft, slowly. The stud grunts his approval as more and more of his rigid manhood vanishes from view. Tracey pulls her head back, and then thrusts it forward again, this time going just a little bit further.

Determined to deepthroat the stud’s massive fuck stick, she draws her head back again, her drool already flowing freely. Taking a deep breath, she thrusts her head down once more on the rock hard love wand. Her mouth engulfs more and more of the rigid shaft. A little bit more than halfway down it’s length, she feels the first spasm of her gag reflex. Fuck my gag reflex! she thinks, and sputtering, her lips reaching for more hardened man flesh, she drives herself further downward. The stud throws his head back and lets out a deep groan. Gagging, drooling, now at the 8 inch mark, she pulls her head back, gasping for breath. The stud’s spit slathered love snake throbs and pulses in front of her face as she eyes it hungrily. “I want to deepthroat you so fucking bad!” she gasps.
“I’ll help you!” the stud announces, placing one hand on the back of her head.

She takes another deep breath before putting the tool back in her mouth. With renewed determination, she begins her final assault on the inflamed love wand. As she massages the stud’s balls with her hand, she thrills at the feel of his hand on the back of her head. There’s no going back now! she exults. He’s going to shove my head all the way down on it! Working the shaft with her tongue, sliding lower and lower, she once again begins to gag. Her excitement builds as she can now feel the stud’s hand begin to press on the back of her head. Fighting her way forward and down, now drooling uncontrollably, she makes more of the throbbing man meat disappear into her maw. 8 inches down, she almost begins to convulse with gagging, but the stud presses more firmly, more relentlessly down on her head. Yes! she thinks to herself! Push my fucking head down on it! Thoroughly aroused by the grunts of pleasure emanating from her young stud and with her eyes now watering, she makes it down to 9 inches. Suddenly the gagging ceases. With the stud’s help, she has fought her way past her gag reflex! She now pushes all the way down, until her lips are kissing the base of the stud’s stiffened penis. I did it! she enthuses to herself, as the stud lets out a deep groan and pushes even more firmly down on her head, holding her in place on his dick.

With the love tool sealed inside her mouth, Tracey works it, sliding her tongue along its stiffened length. “Holy shit!” the stud gasps. Tracey squeezes his balls tightly; to her delight they feel heavy with load. After a long moment, the stud releases his grip, and gasping and spluttering, Tracey comes up for air. “Holy shit!” the stud can only repeat, gazing at the MILF in delighted wonder.

Recovering her breath, Tracey giggles and immediately begins getting out of her dress. No words are needed; the stud also quickly discards the remainder of his clothing. Soon, the electric blue dress is lying in a crumpled heap on the floor; Tracey now pulls off her thong, soaked with her love juices, crumples it up into a ball and with yet another little giggle, playfully tosses it at her stud. Keeping her heels on, she throws herself into his arms for an embrace and a deep passionate kiss and then the two tumble into the queen sized bed together. Now on her back, legs spread, she whispers “Come on, baby!”

She can feel the tip of the stud’s rigid love spear push past her vertical lips, as it makes its entrance into her temple of Venus. Bathed in Tracey’s love juices, the rigid, throbbing penis slides deeper. Lifting her legs and pointing her stilettos at the ceiling, Tracey lets out a little moan of delight as the stud lowers himself on top of her and the two reach for each other with another searing kiss. The stud draws his hips back and then pushes them forward again. This first thrust is followed by a second and then a third. Soon, the stud finds his rhythm and is plowing the MILF with a steady fucking. Moaning with pleasure, reaching up to caress the stud’s powerful biceps with her hands, Tracey looks up into his eyes. He’s hitting me so deep! she thinks. She can feel herself hurtling towards an orgasm. “Harder, baby! Harder!” she exhorts him, prompting a succession of powerful, hammer like thrusts from the grunting stud. “Oh my god! Oh my god!” Tracey wails as she can feel her orgasm surging over her. Her thighs quiver, and she can feel her toes curling inside her stiletto heels.

As she lies panting, the young stud continues his relentless carnal assault, thrusting steadily like a well oiled machine. “Oh, baby! You made me cum!” she purrs, looking deep into his eyes and reaching up with her hands to caress his face. “I told you I have 11 inches,” the stud taunts her as he slams home yet another thrust. “Oh, baby, I can feel every inch!” Tracey gasps delightedly. As the steady pounding continues, she can soon feel herself building towards another climax…

7:34 PM: Christine’ s eyes are closed and she can almost believe that she’s dreaming. Held tightly in Bob’s arms, their lips locked together, she reaches longingly, breathlessly, for his tongue with her own. Her body begins to go limp in his embrace, as she prepares herself for the total surrender that she has long hoped for. They have slipped away from the party and are now in the master bedroom, alone at last together behind closed doors. As if from a distance, the muffled sounds of the party reach their ears, punctuated occasionally by Tracey’s loud cries of ecstasy seeping through the wall of the guest room next door. The knowledge that her best friend is being railed mercilessly on the other side of the wall only serves to fuel Christine’s own excitement. Clasped in the arms of her stud, Christine softly murmurs “We shouldn’t be doing this…” “Christine…” her young stud begins, but she lifts her finger and puts it gently to his lips. “We shouldn’t be doing this, but we need to do it,” she says quietly, but firmly. At 5’7, and 145 pounds, the 17 year old Bob is wiry and muscular. With his deep tan, dark brown hair, blue eyes and dimple, Christine finds him absolutely irresistible. “I’ve waited so long for this, Bob,” she murmurs. “I’ve been fighting it, but I just can’t fight it anymore.” Their lips lock again and their tongues trash at each other hungrily. Christine lowers her hand and begins rubbing the stiffened bulge in the stud’s jeans.

Now disengaging herself from her stud’s arms, Christine drops to her knees. Eagerly, she loosens and pulls down his jeans and then his briefs, freeing his fully erect love snake. Bob’s tool is 9 inches and it is pointing stiffly at the ceiling. “Oh, baby!” Christine exclaims with glee, and holding his balls in one hand, she runs her tongue up and down the length of his shaft. “Sorry I have such sweaty balls,” the stud shrugs apologetically. “Yum! I love them!” Christine responds enthusiastically, now hungrily tonguing the young stud’s musky nutsack, before sliding her tongue upwards again. “And I love your hairy ass, too!” she adds, caressing his hirsute nether cheeks. The two now quickly divest themselves of their clothing, with Christine, like Tracey, keeping her heels on.

She now pushes her naked, erect young stud back onto the massive super king size bed. He positions himself with his head on one of the pillows, and Christine lowers herself onto him, face to face. As she slowly strokes his love wand, they exchange more kisses of scalding intensity. She then begins working her mouth down to his neck, his shoulders, and then his biceps. Her mouth lingers on his right bicep; suctioning the flesh with her lips, she mischievously leaves the stud with a small but intense looking hickey. Letting out a naughty little giggle, she continues moving her mouth lower, ever lower until she gets down to his balls. She works his nut pouch with her tongue while still slowly stroking his dick. The stud lets out a groan of pleasure as she slides his dick, now oozing a steady flow of precum, into her mouth. Lovingly, she caresses the stud’s tool with her mouth, even as she moves her hand down to his balls, massaging the sperm swollen ball sack. The stud briefly raises his head and then lets it drop back onto the pillow, letting out another little moan of pleasure.

“You like getting your dick sucked?” Christine asks, briefly withdrawing the love tool from her mouth. “Fuck yeah!” the stud groans in response.
“Do you eat?” she now asks hopefully. “Eat? You mean, like pizza? Wings?” the stud responds with a mischievous little grin of his own and flashing that irresistible dimple. “You know what I mean!” she responds. “Yeah, I eat THAT,” the stud affirms, and the two quickly switch positions, with Christine throwing herself on her back and spreading her legs wide. The stud thrusts his head forward, nose to labia. He pushes his finger into Christine’s love slit and then withdraws it, coated in her sticky love honey. As he begins diligently working her pussy with his finger, he puts his tongue to work on her clit. “Oh yeah, baby!” she moans, reaching out to caress his head with her hand. She is impressed with the young stud’s pussy eating skills. She throws her head back and lets out a loud moan as he lightly nibbles on her clit. “Oh baby!” she cries out in ecstasy.

He now redoubles his efforts with his tongue and soon Christine feels herself hurtling towards orgasm. “Oh baby, I’m going to cum!” she moans. A little more tongue work from the stud drives her over the edge. Her thighs quivering, she throws her head back and lets out an even louder moan. “Oh my god! Oh, my god!” She pulls at the stud’s hair with both hands, even as he continues his unrelenting oral assault on her. She feels another orgasm surge over her, slamming into her right on the heels of the first. “Oh god! Oh god!” she wails in ecstasy. The stud now pulls his head back and surveys the carnal havoc he has wreaked.

Panting, gasping for breath, Christine is rendered speechless for a long moment. “Fuck me, baby! Fuck me!” she is finally able to gasp. The stud positions himself on top of her and she can feel his rigid fuck stick sliding into her wet, welcoming love slit. She lets out another deep moan; all of her forbidden desires are finally being fulfilled. “Where did you learn to eat pussy like that, baby?” she asks breathlessly, gazing up at him in amazement. “I’m not telling!” the stud laughs, as he gives his hips a powerful forward thrust…

7:37 PM: Word begins to spread through the party; Coach’s wife and her friend have both disappeared upstairs with Dom and Bob. At first, the whispered news filters through the gathering slowly. Gaming consoles and air hockey absorb attention; food and conversation, mostly about the season that’s just ended, dominate the room. Some of the studs are starting to talk about leaving; Coach isn’t even here, and what’s worse, there aren’t any chicks here to score with, either. Slowly but surely, though, the buzz of rumor grows in volume and begins to overwhelm all other topics. The first reaction is disbelief; the whispers seem too outrageous to be true. Soon enough, though, the cries of female ecstasy from upstairs can be heard seeping through as an undercurrent to the thumping party music. Soon, all thoughts of leaving the party early are abandoned.

7:39 PM: In the overheated guest bedroom, Dom is now bathed in sweat, and a large drop of perspiration falls from his forehead and hits Tracey in the face. He’s so fucking good! she marvels. I didn’t know that a young guy like this could be so good! I’ve already had 3 orgasms! “Fuck me, baby! Fuck me!” she cries out. The stud can now feel the first twinges deep inside his balls. His massive load of man slime must be released. Making his final effort, he slams into Tracey with a flurry of rapid, powerful thrusts that leaves her screaming with delight. He rams his penis into her one final time, and then he feels it; the first powerful spasm deep inside his swollen nuts.

His balls explode and the thick, slimy load of man snot is hurled like scalding lava up the length of his rigid tool. The stud groans as his genetic slime is propelled at high velocity deep into Tracey’s wet, welcoming temple of love. “Yeah! Oh, baby! Yeah!” Tracey moans happily, running her fingers through the stud’s sweat saturated hair and then gripping his biceps and joining him in another orgasm of her own. As the stud’s dick continues to spurt, pumping more and more of his DNA into her, Tracey’s earlier concern for condom use is long forgotten. “Holy shit!’ the stud groans as his dick spurts again and again in a convulsive orgasm. When his tortured love snake finally stops belching, he withdraws the sperm oozing tool from the MILF and then flops onto his back beside her, breathing heavily.

Tracey leans over, kisses him on the cheek and paws his powerful, heaving, sweat choked chest with her hands. She then happily snuggles up against him, cradled in his arms. “You were so good, baby!” she purrs contentedly. As they lie in each other’s arms, they can hear the muffled sound of the party, punctuated by Christine’s loud shouts of ecstasy from the next room. “Christine must be fucking Bob,” Tracey murmurs. “Yeah,” Dom replies. “He’s always wanted to bang her.” “Really?” Tracey asks. “Yeah. I mean, we all do, but he’s really into her,” Dom replies. “And she can’t stop talking about him,” Tracey responds, as more orgasmic shouts pierce the walls. “Sounds like he’s really giving it to her!” “Yeah, he has a pretty big dick. Not as big as mine…” Dom replies matter of factly, looking up at the ceiling. Tracey raises her head and gives him a bewildered look. “I can’t believe you guys go around comparing dick sizes!” she says. Now raising herself up into a sitting position, she gives her stud a sharp nudge. “Come on! Let’s get back to the party! I’ve got more guys to fuck!”

7:42 PM: Tracey is soon back in the kitchen, pouring herself a fresh glass of wine. A wave of excitement and rowdiness is sweeping the party and she knows the reason. Not only can cries of female ecstasy be heard from upstairs, but Dom can’t contain himself and is spreading the word about his encounter with her. Let him tell them, Tracey thinks to herself with a wicked smile. I want them to know! Even if Dom kept his mouth shut, she knows that her creased, crumpled dress would tell its own story. She slams back the wine, determined to hunt down Dan and Eric and complete the unfinished business of the night.

She is just about to rejoin the party when her two carnal targets enter the kitchen and take up positions on either side of her. “Hi, guys!” she exclaims cheerfully. “This is some party!” “Yeah, it is!” Eric replies, pressing himself up shoulder to shoulder with the MILF and boldly putting his arm around her. “We’re hearing some wild stories,” Dan offers, likewise pressing into Tracey on the opposite side. The MILF giggles, drains her glass and puts it down on the counter. “Well, the night is young! You never know what’s going to happen!” she replies. She puts her arms around both studs and throwing away the last of her inhibitions, she exchanges a kiss with Dan, even as Eric reaches under her dress and starts sliding his hand up her thigh. She now turns her head towards Eric, as a crowd of amazed, rowdy studs gathers around them to watch the spectacle. “You’re going there! You’re actually going there!” she says in tipsy mock amazement to Eric. There’s nothing standing between his roving hand and her pussy; her cum saturated blue thong is now lying on the floor of the guest bedroom.

Just then, Dan boldly thrusts his hand down the front of her dress. “You guys seeing this?” Tracey now asks, addressing the growing crowd of spectators around them, eliciting rowdy shouts of approval from the horny teens. “What a bunch of perverts!” she exclaims in mock despair as she happily surrenders herself to the double groping. “And how would you guys like it, if I let my hands wander all over the place?” she now asks as she begins rubbing the inflamed crotches of both of her studs.

“We should go someplace where we have some privacy, or I’m going to start blowing you guys right here in front of everybody!” she now murmurs, squirming with pleasure as Dan begins to nibble at her ear. “That would be awesome!” Eric exclaims, as his hand completes it’s upward journey and he slides a finger into Tracey’s thoroughly saturated pussy. “Oh my god! You went there!” she exclaims, even as she can feel Dan’s hand continuing to squeeze and grope her tits. “Okay, guys, let’s go!” she finally announces, wiggling herself free from the two studs and grabbing both of them by the hands. “Excuse us, guys!” she announces cheerfully as she leads Dan and Eric through the crowd of cheering studs, into the living room and towards the stairs, ribald shouts of approval ringing in her ears.

7:45 PM: “Come on, babe! Deeper!” Christine exhorts her young stud. Bob, like Dom, is sweating profusely from his carnal efforts, and he is now nearing the point of no return. Christine’s legs are spread wide, red stilettos pointed at the ceiling to accommodate the deepest possible thrusts from her young stud. She moans loudly, caressing the stud’s sweat slicked back with her hands before moving them down to his hairy ass cheeks and digging her fingernails in. Grunting and sweating, the stud hammers home thrust after steady thrust with a vengeance, propelling Christine into yet another orgasm. Finally, he knows that he must surrender his load. “I’m going to cum,” he murmurs, his voice quavering between thrusts. “Want me to pull out?” “No, baby! I want you to cum inside me!” Christine gasps in a lust filled voice. She tightens her grip on the stud’s ass; there will be no pulling out. The stud’s thrusts now become harder, more determined. He slams in one final, powerful thrust and lets out a gasp as he feels his balls spasm convulsively. “Yeah, babe! Yeah!” Christine moans with delight. “Give me that load!”

Like a great wounded, tormented beast, the stud’s love python spews out its thick, slimy white venom. He lets out a deep groan as he feels his balls drained by one convulsive spasm after another. “Mmmm…nice big fucking load for me, babe! Deep inside me!” Christine murmurs approvingly as she can feel her stud shudder with pleasure in her arms, his balls draining with orgasmic force. The lovers kiss passionately in the afterglow of copulation and cuddle in each other’s arms for a long blissful moment, Christine bathing herself in Bob’s sweat. Their long deferred mutual passion has finally been consummated; the secret dreams of both have become reality.

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