The Perverted Bridge Club - Sex Stories

The Perverted Bridge Club

... lightly. “Oh Matt!” she says in exasperation. Then she looks at you pleadingly. Your blood is running cold, but your erection is fully engorged at the sight of this. You are frozen by the sight and can say nothing. “What are you saying?” asks Matt, looking at her with concern. “Are you asking me to stop?” You wife looks you questioningly in the eye and you gulp. She is clearly aroused and would go through with this if you don’t stop her. Your torn by conflicting emotions of jealousy and arousal. Part of you wants your wife to show her pussy to these two good friends and you unconsciously touch your erection as you realize that. Your wife notices you touching yourself and takes that as a signal. She sighs with resignation. “No," she says in a tiny voice. “We’re not trying to stop you.” You let out a huge pent up sigh as Matt looks at you and pulls your wife's panties down. “You will thank me for this, Clay," he says apologetically. Chad gazes at your wife's exposed bush for a moment before she pulls her dress down in embarrassment. “Don't look, Chad," she says coyly as she kicks her panties away. “Well that's the first time I saw your vagina, so it was pretty exciting," he says gripping the bulge in his pants. “Chad!” says your wife in surprise. Then she turns to you. “It feels so strange to be the center of so much... sexual attention," she says to you with an air of confidentiality. “It's alright, dear. Keep your dress down. We don't have to show nasty Chad your privates ...

... while we do this," says Matt softly as he reaches his hand back up your wife's dress. After a moment your wife gives a start and you assume that Matt is touching her labia or clitoris. “Oh Matt," she says lustily, taking his cheek in her hand and gazing into his eyes. “This is so... dirty.” “Yes it is," he says in a deep voice. “What do you say now, Clay? You wife is letting me explore her nether regions with my finger right now.” “Yes, I see that. I kind of wish Paige were here to seal the deal," you say with a gulp as you look on in fascination your heart racing in your chest. “Yeah, sorry about that, old man. We are breaking the rules a bit here. Paige owes you one," says Matt contritely. He must have thrust a finger into you wife as he said this because she gasps with pleasure. “Christ!” you say helplessly as you watch your wife about to have an orgasm. “Oh boy,” she says, noticing your discomfort. She is panting with excitement but pushes Matt's hand away gently. “We better stop, Matt. Clay is upset.” Matt leans back in his seat and heaves a sigh of frustration. “I've got blue balls now, Clay!” he complains to you. “Is that my fault?” you laugh nervously. “I didn't tell you to finger my wife," But you feel weird about this. It's a bit ridiculous to let him feel her up and then make them stop. Matt just pouts and rubs his boner through his pants, while Heidi looks on in interest. “Jesus!” you say. “What do you want to do, Heidi?” you ask. “Whatever you say," she says meekly, ...