The Thin End of the Wedge - Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

The Thin End of the Wedge - Pt. 01

... dropped down on top of her, pushing her deeper into the mattress.

"Ten years married and I've still got it."

"Yes dear...", she replied.

"But...", there was a long pause, "... I fancy something new."

"Sorry dear?"

"I were talking to George yesterday. He's always had the hots for you, you know."

"I didn't know that, Tom.".

"Well... he and I had an idea about a good bit of fun."

"Fun, dear?"

"Yeah... I want to watch him fuck you."

"What!"

"I want to sit on that chair over there in the corner and watch him take you. I want to see your pleasure. I want to hear you shout his name as you cum."

"Where did this idea come from?"

"I told you, George and I talked about it. He lost his wife a year ago now... the poor guy's feeling randy as hell."

"I thought you said his wife ran away?"

"Yes... that's what I said... he lost his wife. He's tried a couple of whores, and they're okay, but he says he'd prefer you."

"And you're okay with this, Tom?"

"You'd just be opening your legs for a friend of mine. Being a fuck buddy I think it's called. It's not as if you're doing it behind my back. Or you're gonna run away with him."

"Well I'm not sure about it."

"He's got a good sized cock."

"How do you know? Have you been wanking each other."

"Don't be stupid woman. The Black Bull's loos have one of them long, communal, stainless steel, urinals. You can't help but see everyone's cock. Especially if they's well endowed and proud of what ...

... they've got."

"And this idea gets you excited?" She didn't need to ask the question. As he talked she could feel his cock twitching inside her and swelling. More like this and he'd want to go again.

"I read in the newspaper that it's good for your sex life if you indulge a fantasy with your wife."

Sally thought most of those fantasies would involve candle-lit, romantic, meals, followed by significant amounts of foreplay. Not a mate of your husband being invited around for a beer and adultery.

"And what about my part in this?", Sally tried to get Tom to think of her feelings.

"I reckon you'll enjoy it. I'm good, but a bit of variety after ten years'll do you good. And that'll be good for the pair of us. In fact I'm feeling randy myself just thinking about it."

He pulled his rapidly engorging penis out of his wife sat up, then rolled her onto her front. She gasped with the force of the movement. Then Tom knelt between her legs with his hands on her generous buttocks. She felt his knees between her thighs, then the strength of him as he pushed her legs apart. As she stared at the pillows she could imagine her cum stained cunt gaping wider as her legs were forced open.

"See... ", he whispered in her ear, "... it's working already."

She knew the routine, his cock into her cunt, not very gently, a shuffle while he positioned himself for good thrusting. Then his hands moving from her buttocks to her shoulder-blades just before he set to fucking.

"Dear... ...