And just like that, my minds blown – where we went next? (PART 3) - Sex Stories

And just like that, my minds blown – where we went next? (PART 3)

... thing I was muted as I let out a huge cry of ‘dirty, dirty slut’ as I spunked all over my chest, as I did my sphincter contracted around my finger and pulled it further into my arse.

I just lay there in a daze, catching broken bits of sentences from the other end of the phone, where my wife was cumming on the dick of some old man. She was repeatedly crying out, begging to be fucked and pleading for cum. Alan was shouting out himself, but not crying out as she was doing, no Alan was grunting angry words out as he fucked her calling her a slag and a slut and a whore. They were egging each other on and using each other as motivation.

‘Tell me who’s slut you are? And where you want my dirty old spunk, fucking tell me you little tramp?’ He was pumping her with such force that she could hardly get her words out, but I made out ‘Pleaase ah ohh don’t stop god hiss, I’m fff your pssh slut Alan, fill arrgh yes, fill my grrr cunt. Yeesss, I can fffffucking fffeeeel your cock throbbing whoh mmmp.’ Alan interrupted ‘slag, slag, slag you fucking slagggg, I’m still *grunt* cumming.’ The thrusting came to massive climax and stopped, as did the talk. No words, just panting from them both for 2 or 3 minutes, I was laid there rubbing my own cum all over myself.

Alan broke the silence, telling Stacey he was so sorry, he didn’t know what had come over him, that he respected Stacey and loved his wife. Stacey shushed him ‘Alan, listen, it’s ok. That was great for us both, you clearly ...

... loved it and I needed it. It’s ok, thank you for making me your slut, it doesn’t change anything we are both happily married, I know for a fact that I have someone waiting for me back home, that will love to hear about this and how much spunk you’ve emptied into me.’ Alan pleaded with Stacey not to tell me, she said that our relationship was built on trust and she would tell me, she did agree to leave Alan’s name out of the story and that she would tell me it was some other older guy, possibly one of the seniors on the tour as she knew that would excite me. At this point I realised that my soft, sticky cum covered cock was now rock hard again.

Alan said he best go back to his own room to check on Amy and sleep. I heard Stacey say to him ‘goodnight you dirty old man, things don’t have to be weird tomorrow, you can go back to just being my friends dad.’

‘Good night’ he replied ‘my little slut.’ The door then closed and the phone hung up. Which was a huge disappointment, but that didn’t last long as Stacey rang me straight back on a video call. We chatted about how fucking hot that had been, we both asked if each other was ok, which was obviously were. I told Stacey about my amazing wank and what I thought I heard, I explained that I’d fingered myself and cum all over whilst listening to them and how I was hard again.

Stacey confirmed what had happened and corrected me on a few bits, she told me to pull my cock and tell her what I would do right now if I was with her. I ...