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So as a bit of background my wife and I used to play at swinging clubs but we fell into things a little bit quickly and ended up treating it like an all you can eat buffet. The times we had though do provide us with great fantasies and a recent visit to a club for the atmosphere led to us spotting a gent who is known in our fantasies as:-
The Silver Fox
We never thought for a moment that the world could be such a small place as we soaked in the tub at The swingers spa. A kid free weekend led you to come down to visit me in London, that turned into a tube journey into Covent Garden, which turned into a couple of Gins for you and a Rum or two for me, which then turned into getting the underground to Kentish Road and an impromptu visit to the Spa.
We had been in the large tub for around twenty minutes or so having found the smaller ones a little too hot for our liking. The usual chancers had come in and sat opposite us. Hoping that their insistent stares at you may somehow convince you into wanting something more than just a bit of peace and quiet. Why on earth the men in these places don’t just try and engage in a little conversation once in a while bewilders me. But to be fair this is coming from a man with the social skills of a house brick so it may come across as a little hypocritical.
My hand rests on your thigh as we relaxed, enjoying the bubbles tickling us in all the right places, I do enjoy ever so much watching other men watch you. It feels so deliciously naughty that they desire you as much as I do. Especially when you step out of the water and walk away, I watch their eyes follow your hips swaying and they are often surprised at the size of your breasts which are hidden by the water.
But as it stands we are both sat down, relaxed, in that state where you feel as though you could be asleep but are not.
We feel a disturbance in the water ahead of us which causes us to open our eyes to be greeted with an eye full of crotch as a man walks past to sit in the corner on your free side. Not paying much attention to his face you soon close your eyes and fall back into your chilled space.
That is until your hear your name being called. Your name being called by a voice which is not mine. That causes your eyes to snap open as you fear the absolute worst. Have you been recognised by some body from our vanilla life, the colour drains from your face and you look to the left, hoping and praying that there is another Katie in the room whilst at the same time your mind frantically scrambling to recognise the face of the gentleman who has just called your name.
“Karen? It is Karen isn’t it?” The gent asks.
The face is familiar but you are struggling to place it the panic rising in your throat, Jesus how on earth are you going to explain this to your colleagues, parents, mutual friends? Where on earth do you know this guy from?
“It’s Robert” he says recognising the confused expression on your face. “From the exhibition in Cambridge earlier on this year. You bought one of my paintings”.
Of course it is, he looks so different today, no glasses, clean shaven and naked.
The relief washes over you like a wave, your heart is beating so loud you are convinced the surface of the water must be moving in time. You are trembling softly as the fear ebbs away and is replaced with a strange feeling in the bottom of your stomach. It drums gently like a butterflies wings. It is excitement. You remember the chemistry that you felt that evening chatting away with him at the gallery, a meeting that was cut short due to him having to depart back down to the capital.
The conversation starts up easily again between the three of us, him propped up in the corner, you turning your back to me slightly so that you can lean back against me. He seems surprised to see us in such a place. Without stereotyping the majority of customers he comes across at his exhibitions seem to be so straight laced. The type of couple who’s most daring escapade would be trying a new type of pate from Waitrose. You open up a little bit and tell him that we have visited a few establishments like this over the years. I notice that as the minutes fly by your fingers are absent mindedly stroking the top of my thigh below the water and I see that as much as he tries to be the gentleman his eyes can’t help but be distracted by the swaying of your breasts caused by the bubbles and jets.
He seems briefly apologetic and asks to excuse himself for a moment saying that he needs to visit the little boys room. As he stands you take a look at his frame, he has a runners body, slim and wiry, thin hips and waist and a flat stomach. He is in good condition considering he is in his silver fox years. As he walks past you cannot help but steal a glance at his cock, it seems a little thick as if although the conversation has been nothing untoward he clearly finds you attractive and his arousal is giving it away.
As he steps out of the jacuzzi I lean forward and whisper in your ear “Is that a chewy bum?”. “Oh yes” you breathlessly murmur back and turn your head to kiss me. Wether or not it is the gin, the heat, the company or a heady combination of all three I sense that you are feeling a little bit frisky as your tongue dances around my mouth. I dip my hand below the water to between your thighs and although the constant flow of water has removed any of your natural lubricant I find that your clit is so swollen and hard it is clear to me that you too are aroused.
You shift around and straddle me in the jacuzzi, my hands find your hips they roam over your buttocks and my fingertips tickle the tight little opening of your rear, you gasp into my open mouth. You feel my stiff cock pressing upwards in the space between our bodies and you grind your mound against it. This guy has really done something to you hasn’t he? I am so engrossed in our kiss that I do not notice Roberts return, I am too busy kissing your throat and chest. You however do not fail to see him sit down in the same place but this time it seems a little bit closer than before. You pull away as we have company and climb off of me to return in the now smaller space between us and our new acquaintance.
“Please don’t stop on my account” Robert says with a smile. “I was quite enjoying the show”.
You reply something along the lines of telling him to behave himself. He quickly responds with “I don’t come to Rio’s to behave myself Karen”.
That simple comment made by him again sets off that feeling in the pit of your stomach. You have barely spent more than hour of your life chatting to this guy but you absolutely feel the chemistry, the sexual tension in the air. You try desperately to compose yourself and return the conversation to something a little less risqué. The chat goes from where is good to eat in the few areas of London the we know, he asks about Cambridge, he asks about hobbies and what else that we like to do in our free time. He is an expert at small talk it seems and soon enough we are swept up in roundabout of laughter and banter.
You have resumed your previous position sat with your back against the wall of the Jacuzzi, head leaning back enjoying the company and attention of your husband and our new found friend. I test my luck a little bit, enjoying the thrill of exhibitionism and remembering how your were on the verge of un caging that horny little beast inside of you earlier on when we were kissing. I drop a hand below the water and start to stroke your thigh softly, just tracing my fingertips along the top of your leg from the knee up towards the crease of your hip. You sigh and settle into to the sensation and almost unconsciously part your thighs a little bit as if to welcome my fingers to venture a little bit further towards the sweet centre point where they meet.
By opening your thighs you push your left leg up against Roberts thigh, you feel the hair of his leg against your left hip, you feel the hair on my leg against your right. Even something as innocuous as this, a movement that could be considered quite innocent in a public jacuzzi sends a little thrill down your spine and straight to your pussy. It excites you to wonder is this innocent? Are you reading more into this cosy situation. The confusion and tension builds inside of you as I continue to stroke your leg. The one thought that is running through your mind is why are you concentrating more on the feeling of Roberts thigh pressed up against you rather than the tracing of your skin from your husbands fingertips? We sit this close to people on the tube every time we travel into London, yet this time it is different. You want to tell yourself to stop getting excited, to stop getting carried away, that this isn’t really what we do. But your mind is telling you one thing, whilst your body is telling you something completely different.
I am sure that I can sense you becoming a little more receptive to my touch, with my free hand I gently tilt your chin towards me and move in for a soft, delicate kiss. I gently part your lips with mine and you melt into my mouth. You are relaxed, horny, having your thigh stroked by me yet feeling this man whom you are attracted to pressed right up against you. Your left arms slumps, it falls away under the water and the back of your hand feels something stiff, warm which jumps at your touch. You are shocked to realise that in your momentary lapse of concentration that you have grazed Roberts cock underwater. You are even more shocked to feel that it is standing ramrod straight and an involuntary gasp escapes his lips and electricity courses through him at the receipt of your touch.
You don’t move your hand, neither you nor he want your hand to move from where it is resting. Above water his face is giving nothing away, below the water line his cock pulses against you. You slowly move the back of your hand so, lightly feeling his cock, still kissing me, your husband, unaware at this time of the direction we are going.
Unaware that is until you break the kiss and whisper into my ear the Robert is rock hard and resting against your hand.
You do not need to ask for my permission, I know that right here, right now this is something that you need. This is something that we need. I tell you to kiss him and you turn from me and lean into him. His lips feel different to mine, his skin smells different, he feels warmer against you and your lips gently part and your tongues meet. At the same time that you begin your embrace you slowly rotate your hand around and gently take him in your grip. You kiss Robert deeply and hold his desire in your left hand. As if subconsciously checking to see if I am okay with this you reach between my thighs with your other hand and feel me, hard, urgent and ready.
I am still stroking the soft skin of your leg under the water, not going near where you want to be touched. I feel his fingers mirroring mine on your opposite thigh, we are both playing with your legs, neither one of us wanting to touch you between the thighs as if by doing so we would break the spell of what is happening now. You move back in to kiss me, my tongue moving around yours. I feel the desire building in you as you seem to want to devour me. You stop and kiss him, I move to you throat and trace my lips along it.
We take turns slowly making out with you, our members in your hands, our fingers touching you lightly becoming bolder moving to your hips, your shoulders, arms, breasts, collarbones. But never touching your pussy. We want this to last, we want you to savour every beautiful agonising moment leading to your eventual release from this erotic frustration building inside of you.
The magic however was just too good to last uninterrupted. Our frolics had drawn a crowd of onlookers, some stood at the door to the large room containing the swimming pool and jacuzzi in which we sat. Others feeling a little braver had ventured to sit in the water with us. All hoping for that elusive invitation to join.
Not wanting to lose the momentum but also not wanting to put a show for a series of strangers Robert asks if we should consider moving somewhere a little more private. Now we know that Rio’s has a series of recently refurbished rest rooms out the back of the building but they seemed to be a little cramped and dark. So you asked if he meant the rest rooms. He chuckled and told us that in fact he was lucky enough to have rented out one of the bedrooms above the spa for the night. Only so that he could spend as much of the evening here as he wanted to without having to worry about getting public transport home.
To be completely honest we didn’t need asking twice and the three of us stood to leave, both Robert and I sporting large erections which bobbed when we walked. He led the way, followed by you and with me bringing up the rear. Walking past the hooks we grabbed our towels and walked out of the spa area, through the bar and then turned right in the living area into a small foyer. There to the right hand side was a white door with a glass panel in it marked with the word Private. He took his elastic key band from his ankle and unlocked the door, holding it open he ushered you in and then stepped in right behind you. I came in last and we both watched awe- struck at the swaying of your beautiful ass as you slowly climbed the stairs. I think you knew that you had two pairs of eyes following your every move as you seemed to exaggerate the movements, as if to entice us, to tempt us.
At the top of the stairs was a small landing with three doors arranged in a horseshoe. Robert manoeuvred past you in the tight space, taking full advantage of grazing his hard cock against your buttocks as he did so. Whilst he was fiddling with the lock to the room you look over at me to make eye contact and silently mouth the words to ask me if I am ok. I reply by raising my eyebrows and smiling, “of course I’m okay”. “I love you”. “I love you too” you reply as the door swings inwards and Robert steps in, as if drawn by a magnet, still holding my gaze you follow and I am left alone at the top of the stairs. Excited, nervous and so in love with my wife.
The room is a decent size, it has a kingsize bed flanked by bedside tables, each one with a lamp casting a gentle glow. The temperature is comfortable and beneath our feet is a thick soft carpet. There is the usual hotel room furniture, a dressing table which could be used as a desk with a flat screen television hanging on the wall above it, a comfortable arm chair and a door set in the wall leading to the en suite.
There was a slightly uncomfortable pause due to the break in play and not one of us knew how to get things rolling again. All three of us were stood awkwardly working out how to get things started. I decided to grab the bull by the horns and moved up to you, it seemed only right that I should be the one to embrace you first, I put my hands on your hips and we pull into one another for a kiss. I am slowly exploring your mouth with mine and running my fingers between your shoulder blades. My cock starts stirring again and you can feel it pushing into the front of you.
I stop the kiss and turn you around by the shoulders to meet Roberts embrace. His hands meet your face and he pulls you into him. I join from behind and you are trapped between us. You can feel his stiff cock pressing into your crotch from the front as he is kissing your mouth. You can feel mine nestling in between your buttocks as I am slowly kissing either side of your neck. His fingers are running through your hair as mine move up and down the sides of your body. I take your chin in my hand and pull your mouth away from his, twisting your face to the side I hungrily slide my tongue to meet your and almost immediately he takes my place kissing all over your throat.
You feel as if you were made of liquid, there wasn’t a point in time were there wasn’t two mouths, two tongues and four hands caressing you. Robert slowly begins kissing his way down the front of your body, his lips tracing a path over your chest, taking mouthfuls of your breast, tasting your nipples until he stops just above where your pubic hair begins.
I can feel your breath quicken as you reach up behind you to pull me closer into your kiss. My hands encircle your waist and I move them upwards to caress your breasts as Roberts mouth moves lower, until finally after all this anticipation his tongue parts the lips of your pussy to taste your sweetness. You moan as his mouth finds you exactly where you need it the most.
His hands slide in between our bodies as he pulls you closer into his mouth by your buttocks. He is driven wild by your taste, he is drunk with your scent and laps greedily as if to savour every drop of your juices as they flow from your hotness. Between licks he nips at the flesh of your thighs. We can smell your arousal and it is delicious, I feel you shaking and trembling towards release and Robert knows that he is bringing you closer to an orgasm.
As if he can read my mind however he stops the licking and slowly inserts a finger inside of you coating it with your juices. Raising himself to his feet he closes the gap sandwiching you between our masculine bodies and feeds you his moist finger, you taste yourself on his skin, you suck his digit and swirl you tongue around it. He withdraws it from between your lips and I kiss you, also wanting to taste your desire on your tongue.
You shift position so that rather than us being to your front and back you face between us and reach down with either hand to take our cocks. You feel them, mine so familiar and his not. You compare the differences in texture, length and thickness with your fingers and slowly begin moving your hands back and forth wanting us both off slowly. Our mouths return to your body and our fingers begin to explore the wetness between your open thighs.
You are so slick with a combination of Roberts saliva and your own pussy juices. I find his finger and thumb slowly rolling your clitoris in a rhythmic movement. Not enough to stimulate you to an orgasm but more than enough to send waves of pleasure through you. I move my hand behind you and slowly coat your arse with your juices, teasing the tightness of it with a finger tip. Slowly pushing inwards in fractionally. You move your hips forwards to meet his touch and backwards to meet mine.
I whisper into your ear that I really want to see my wife with a cock in her mouth and you sink to your knees on the lush carpet. There are two stiff cocks either side of your beautiful face right now. A gorgeous lady framed by lust. Still holding one in each hand you bring us both in towards one another so that the tips of our cocks are just inches apart. I swear I can feel the heat from him on me. You delicately take it in turns to plant a kisses on the end of each of us. The first kiss chaste, and then each one in turn becoming bolder, a little wetter, your lips opening a little more each time until finally after what seemed like a lifetime a watch as your lips open and you sink your mouth around Roberts swollen head.
You enjoy the flavour of a stranger in your mouth, the subtle difference in taste and texture, the intimate smell of him familiar yet strange. He lets out a low moan as you take him slowly into your mouth, savouring his taste. My heart is pounding and my cock seems to grow in your hand as I watch my woes beautiful lips wrapped around another mans cock. Now it is my turn and you take me into your mouth, I could fall head first into the pleasure right now and Robert looks down at you as you suck me, your hand cupping my balls and raking your fingernails against them. Robert inches forwards his cock pressing against your cheek, trying to find a way into your mouth and you change again.
Replacing my cock with his and then his cock with mine. You feel as if you are on fire between your thighs and if you had a free hand it would be there trying to rub away the frustration. Momentarily you stop sucking us and take both of us in hand. You walk us gently towards one another so that we are incredibly close either side of you. Robert and I both hand a hand in your hair, not pushing you, just hold you there, worried that if we let go of you then our pleasure would stop. I look down at you on your knees, your nipples so hard and a bead of your juices running down your thigh.
You look up to meet our gaze and a flicker of a smile crosses your lips. You push the tips of our cocks together, and your mouth meets us where they join, we are each slick with a mixture of your spit and pre cum and you French kiss the sensitive spot on the underside of our hard cocks. Our hips begin to move, the pleasure building from the mixture of your hand, your mouth and the slickness of each others heads rubbing against one another. This is becoming too much but nobody wants it to stop, I worry that if either Robert or I cum right now then this will all end and we have so much more fun to have. As if sensing that we are both close you stand up, still holding onto us and lowly walk backwards until you feel the edge of the bed against the back of your thighs. Leading us by our erections you lay backwards on the soft mattress and we climb up either side of you.
Robert lays down on your left hand side and you both begin to slowly French kiss, not the awkward kiss of strangers, the deep sensual kiss of lovers. His hand exploring your rib cage, your breasts and your hand begging to touch yourself between your thighs. I am kissing your calfs, stroking your feet. Looking up your body and watching the two of you lost to one another. Robert is moving his mouth from yours to your breasts and back again never giving you chance to catch your breath, I am slowly working my hot mouth up your legs, kissing your thighs and tasting your pussy. You are moaning deeply into Roberts mouth right now as my tongue slowly swirls around your hard clitoris. I can feel an orgasm beginning to build and slow down my pace to let you savour the sensations. This will not be an evening for denial but nor are we in a rush. I slide a finger inside of you, feeling how hot, slick and swollen you are. I massage the front of your pussy fining your g spot as my tongue continues to work you towards your eventual destination.
Robert has moved away from your mouth now and is tasting you all over your body, without anything for you to concentrate on other that being worshipped your hips begin to move as our mouths move all over you. It is almost a sensory overload as you look down to see two mouths and two tongues savouring every erogenous zone on your body.
I begin to sense that you need more than a mouth though and Robert moves up to embrace you agin, you snake an arm around his neck and I slide away as his thigh take the place where my mouth has just been. You grind your clitoris against his thigh and he swings his other thigh over so now he is between your legs. His hard cock just inches away from your wet married pussy. You reach down between your thighs and take his cock in your hand, placing the tip of it against your opening, as he slowly pushes into your I lay back and watch. Slowly he slides all of him inside of you and you raise your hips to let him in. My beautiful wife in a state of such absolute pleasure, I climb up the bed and lay next to you. Not to get in the way, not to expect to be involved in this moment, just to be close to you and to enjoy the moment. You are both moving together now, slowly and not trying to race to an orgasm, the way that he is moving his hips means that on each entrance he is managing to rub against your clitoris and stimulate your g spot.
I cannot help but touch myself to the sound of your moans as I lay here and watch, listen and slowly stroke my hard cock. Robert begins to get himself into a rhythm now, building up a pace and raises himself off of your onto his arms. His hips quicken and he thrusts harder into you, he begins to fuck you in earnest, it feels so good, the length and shape of his cock meaning that he can fuck you hard and deep without it hurting you. He takes your hips and kneels up, lifting your buttock off of the bed so that your back is arched and again begins to build up to that exquisite rhythm that sends waves of pleasure through your pussy and up your body, as he is doing this we are now starting to kiss and whisper to one another, I love you, I need you, thank you, my hands roaming over your body, feeling the shuddering of your tits as he pounds into you.
I want to be in your mouth whilst he is in your pussy and kneel up beside your head, you take me in your mouth but can’t seem to get into the stride of sucking me because of the fucking you are receiving. But that is absolutely fine by me, I’m not expecting a world class blowjob right now, I am feeding you my cock because I want you to feel naughty, I want you to feel like the absolute freedom that only doing this can give you. I want you to feel that I love you enough to share you with another man and that it is absolutely fine for you you to enjoy it, for us to enjoy it.
Enjoying the sensation of being filled with cock from both ends you stop Robert and climb onto all fours, presenting your wetness to him he pushes into you from behind and it feels so fucking good. I sit in front of you, my legs spread and my prick standing straight up in the air, you rest your face on my thigh and open your mouth just to feel a bit of my shaft in your mouth. Robert is fucking you good and proper now, I can hear the smack of his balls against your clitoris as he dives into my wife’s sweet pussy time and time again. You moan and take fistfuls of bedsheet, remembering once in a while to taste me and I gaze down adoringly at the woman I love being pleasured by some body else.
I know that however good this feels for you though you need some attention on you clitoris other wise you are not going to come. I kneel up in front of you and take your hair in my hands. I lift your head up and want to feed you one last piece of me. You part your lips and take as much of my length as you can. Your tongue is swirling around me and it feels intense, it is the vibrations of your moans that send the most pleasure through me though. I pull my cock from between your lips and bend down to French kiss you deeply, it always turns me on to kiss you after you have had my cock in your mouth. I slide beneath you in a 69 position and now officially have the best view in the house, Robert knows what I am doing and parts his knees slightly to le me in.
I take a moment to watch his cock sliding in and out, coated with your creamy wetness, your lips cling to his every withdraw. It is from here that I can Cleary see what it is that I need to do. I take you by the hips and pull your pussy down towards my mouth. I hold your lips open and watch his cock working its magic and tentatively reach upwards with my tongue to find your clitoris. You take me into your mouth and begin to suck me like a woman possessed. I am flicking my tongue across you and reaching upwards to take your clitoris into my mouth, I can feel the effect his cock is having on your pussy as it dives in and out of you, your thighs begin to tremble as I work harder on your clit, to give you the first orgasm that you so truly deserve. You suck even harder on my cock now, as if the harder you suck me the quicker your orgasm will reach you. It begins, a knot in your stomach like the one you get at the top of a rollercoaster before the drop. But instead of fear it is pleasure, your hips are bucking against my mouth, against his cock, my penis is driving itself in and out of of your open mouth as you lay there on all fours slack jawed, you have stopped sucking me and your open mouth moans around my cock. The moans build to screams as the pleasure explodes from within you, you begin to shake, taking deep rasping breaths in and screams of pleasure on the exhales, your pussy spasms uncontrollably around Roberts cock and my mouth works even harder to try and keep this orgasm going for you, after losing count you slump face first into the mattress and Robert stops his thrusting and holds still buried deep inside of you.
I move myself out from underneath you and roll to one side, you pull yourself off of his cock and collapse face first on the bed exhausted. I see that Roberts cock is thick with your juice, we are both still hard but you are spent. You fall instantly asleep and Robert looks at me with a puzzled look on his face. I tell him not to worry and that if she wakes up with one of us on either side of her in an hour or so she will be good to go again. He excuses himself into the en suite to take a shower and I grab a bottle of water from the fridge under the dressing table. I find a light blanket and cover you up to let you rest. A short while later Robert comes back from the shower and I ask him if he would mind if I used it. He let me know that it wouldn’t be a problem and I jumped in to freshen up.
When I got out Robert was sat in the armchair watching you sleep. We chatted for a while and I made sure with him that he didn’t mind us recharging our batteries if that wasn’t overstepping any boundaries and he assured me that it would be absolutely fine. We climbed on the bed and under the blanket either side of you and Robert turned away onto his side and you rolled into him as big spoon. I rolled into you as bigger spoon and sleep soon caught up with us all.
A soft moaning roused me from my nap and the room was dark with the exception on one lamp on Roberts bedside table, I lay still pretending to be asleep and cracked one eye ever so slightly open to observe. You lay on your back under the blanket, your knees were drawn up and apart and I could make out the shape of someones body lower down the bed between your thighs. Roberts face was in your pussy and I couldn’t make out what he was doing but he was certainly doing it well. It seemed slow and deliberate, and the way you were responding to it was magical. I lay there for a minute or two just watching, feeling my cock stiffen and grow and then opened my eyes. “Good morning beautiful” I told you. You looked me straight in the eyes and smiled. “He is eating my pussy James” you managed get out before involuntarily closing your eyes and arching your back as he slid a thick finger inside of you.
“I know he is darling, does it feel nice” I ask.
“Oh my god I feel so dirty” is all you can muster up in the way of reply.
“Why don’t you let poor Robert cum sweetheart, he has worked ever so hard this evening”.
You agree and feeling rather dominant now tell Robert to lie down on the bed. You straddle him and take his cock in your hand and lower yourself onto him, your wetness from earlier on combined with how turned on you are now making it feel delicious for him as he enters you. You grip the headboard and slowly grind your self on his cock. Letting him feel every square inch of you from the inside. He moans and closes his eyes and you take this as a sign that he is enjoying it. You look down at the silver fox, and his hands reach up to feel your tits, “I don’t know how much of your wonderful pussy I can take” he gasps “it took me everything to not come in you earlier on but now, now, now this is almost too much for me to take”.
You let go of the headboard and lean forward onto his chest, he thrusts upwards into you and I watch from behind, I adore your arse and watching you getting fucked like this is driving me wild. I gingerly reach forward and lightly trace my finger across your tight hole, it is moving up and down with each of his thrusts. You moan as I tickle your arse and push back against my finger. I ask Robert if he would mind just slowing down a little bit for a minute or two and he obliges, dropping the speed of his movements to a slow sensual pace. I hold your arse cheeks part and lightly run my tongue over you. You have always loved being rimmed but now you are being rimmed whilst being fucked.
The sensation makes you moan and push back against my tongue. You begin to kiss him deeply lost in the sensations. Robert senses your heightened sense of pleasure and quickens his pace a tad, I replace my tongue with a finger and slide it inside of your arse, you moan and clamp down on it. I can feel him moving in and out of you through the wall of your pussy, I move my finger out when he pushed in and in when he pulled out.
Slowly taking my finger out I quickly dash into the bathroom and grab a bottle of baby oil I spotted earlier on when I was showering. I kneel behind you and apply a liberal amount to your rear, I then coat my cock and press the head against your tight entrance. It is even tighter now as your pussy is full of Robert and I have to slowly ease my way inside of you. I takes some time but eventually you are stretched and full of me from behind. I do not move just hold myself still and whilst you are kissing Robert he begins to pick up the pace a little. You feel so full and satisfied at this moment, both of us are filling you up and as he moves his cock in and out of you the pressure inside is causing it to rub against something that feels just so fucking good.
Roberts breath is becoming quicker and his thrusts more urgent, you sense that he is close to cumming, you gyrate against him wanting to feel his release. You begin to talk dirty to him to spur him on. Encouraging him to cum in your married pussy, that you want to feel his cock spurting inside of you. He begins to moan and grasps your hips tightly, moving his cock upwards further, harder, deeper, trying to find the very centre of you and finally with a growl of satisfaction he tells you that he is cumming in your married pussy, he is cumming so fucking hard, that he has never felt a woman like you before. He releases his seed into you with a howl and I feel him pulsing through your skin, I feel each time he contracts and spurts another jet of his cum into my wife.
You are now asking me how I feel having let another man cum inside my wife and I don’t have an answer, my cock is still inside your rear but I want to be inside of you. I slowly pull out, and whilst you and Robert are holding one another I quickly wash myself. I come back into the bedroom and you are laying on your back waiting for me, smiling, a sparkle in your eyes. I look between your thighs at your slick pussy, watching Roberts load slowly beginning to appear at the entrance to your beautiful pussy. I climb between your thighs and we slowly kiss, the kiss of a husband and wife, the kiss of true lovers, the kiss that I fell in love with. I push myself into you and feel what he has done. You are so hot and wet and slick and easily slide in. It is easy to tell that you have just been fucked but now you are going to be made love to. It does not take me long to add my load to Roberts inside of you, our embrace does not stop the whole time and when I do cum, it feels like a lion roaring from behind my cock, I fire ropes of hot seed inside of you and you willingly take it all.
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