Renewed Old Flame with a Twist - Sex Stories

Renewed Old Flame with a Twist

... would still think of her, talking for months now, and browsing at her social media didn't help. She was an incredibly attractive and seductive woman. Hot no commitment sex with an attractive woman. What it's there to think about? Oh yeah, her husband right there as I do my best to fuck her brains out. I decided to counter her offer. I wanted our second first time to be without any distractions or outside influences. I told her, before I say yes to the threesome, I want you alone. Her reply

- "You can have an afternoon".

- "what ever you are comfortable with. Want us all to meet for drinks before or after" She replied.

I knew her husband from college, they had began dating back then. I had been jealous of the guy a few times. I was curious were would he be what will he be doing? Thinking now today that was a stupid question. Does that matter? I'm obviously the 3rd wheel here. I'm just part of their plan and I probably walked all on my own into it. My options, say goodbye and delete her phone number, or play the role of been the Mrs hung bull. Yeah. I googled hotwifing.

After a few more months of texting and exchanging pictures. I pulled up to their house. The rural isolated neighborhood didn't help my nerves. As I pulled up to the front of the driveway. Elaine stepped out the front door wearing nothing but a large white mens dress shirt, seductively open to show lots of cleavage, and high heals. She looked incredible, same coed just mature. Short stature, long ...

... blond hair, large breast, and great shape since she is now a runner. I no longer cared about anything but getting with her.

Casual hello's, had a good trip? I can't believe you made it statements etc.

The tension between us had been building for months now. I stood there; my heart raced with anticipation. We stepped inside after a big hug; she closed the door behind us, and all of the sudden it was like back in college. She undid my slacks and pulled out my dick that had been hard since I saw her waving at me as I pulled up to the house. I couldn't believe that she was actually holding my cock in her hands. It was a feeling unlike any other, a mixture of excitement and nervousness. I watched as she examined it, her fingers tracing every vein and curve. I couldn't help but feel a surge of pride as she marveled at its size. She looked up at me with a mischievous glint in her eye.

"Look how small my hands look holding this thing! Did you know we nickname you Big Roger back in college", she asked.

- I guess there could be worse nicknames, who all Knew?

Her touch was gentle yet firm, and I couldn't help but let out a small moan as she stroked me. I blurted out.

-- Never mind, who gives a shit today anyway.

It was as if she knew exactly how to touch me, how to make me feel incredible pleasure. I closed my eyes and surrendered to her touch, letting her explore me at her own pace.

She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against the head of my cock. I could feel ...