Playing With Fire - Sex Stories

Playing With Fire

... you. I'm glad you enjoyed it. But... there is more to come." "Oh, that's right. Your beautiful wife promised a special dessert. What is it?" he asked, looking at Anne. She stood, and took his hand by the wrist, put his hand under her dress, and said, "This is your lucky day, because I plan to make your banana cream." The shock on his face was priceless. He looked at me, then at her, and then back to me. I gave him the thumbs-up and a smile. Anne pulled him toward the stairs and looked back at me. "Hun, give us ten minutes before you come up, okay?" "You guys have fun. I'm gonna clean up." I said, as I watched them disappear with his hand cupping her butt. It is hard to describe my feelings at this moment. I was a kaleidoscope of emotions. I was excited, aroused, jealous, nervous, and apprehensive, all at once. I started cleaning the table off and heard them murmuring. I looked at the clock. Two minutes had passed. I continued to work, then I heard a distinct "Oh my!" After four minutes, I heard, " Oh, my God!" I think she discovered his giant cock. I heard the bed springs start to squeak, then a scream of ecstasy, "Fuck me! Don't stop! Please, fuck me!" Eight minutes passed, and the bed was hammering against the wall with such force, the wall-hangings were banging in rhythm with his vigorous thrusts. I undid my shorts, and let them drop to the floor. My rock-hard cock sprung forth, pointing the way. The pounding increased, along with the gasping, grunting, and begging, as I ...

... climbed the stairs. Entering the bedroom, I paused, to see the sight before me. It was a scene I never thought I would see. My beautiful wife, on her back, with her legs wrapped around her lover, and hanging on while he pummeled her wet pussy with his enormous pole. Her new dress laid crumpled on the floor where it was hastily thrown. There was a bottle of lube, which I did not remember, thrown on top. Could he have come today prepared to fuck my wife? He picked up the pace, and the bed was hopping on the floor. She was getting the fucking of her life, the clapping of their skin sounded like a well-deserved applause. "Don't stop! Don't stop! I'm cummmming!" Anne screamed. Jealously, I thought how my love-making never brought her that much pleasure. Steve suddenly stopped, and he pressed forward. He was moaning, and his balls were contracting as he pumped his semen into her. It was pouring out around the edges and puddling on the bedspread. Anne saw me now, and motioned me over. I knelt on the bed and put the purple head of my swollen penis in her mouth. After watching that live porn scene, it didn't take long before I was erupting in her mouth, with her eagerly swallowing my fun. There was some running down the corner of her mouth, and I wiped it up with my finger and held it out to her. "Hmmm, finger-lickin' good!" She giggled, as she slurped it up. Steve was still panting from his vigorous workout, when Anne said, "Look at that cock. Have you ever seen anything so huge? It's ...