The Wife Part Twelve - Sex Stories

The Wife Part Twelve

... voice.

“Yes, he stopped for a beer with the guys. He sent me ahead to warm things up. Said he would be picturing us just like this.” His hands were now caressing the smooth cheeks of her ass, pulling her into his hard cock. “I love this outfit.”

“Don’t you dare touch my pussy; my knees will buckle and we’ll end up on the kitchen floor.” She licked his lips and pressed her tongue into his mouth. The food prep forgotten, she took Tom’s hand and led him to the den sofa. She dropped to her knees and undid his pants. It took some effort to get his boxer/briefs down over his erection. Then she gently pushed him onto the seat.

For a few moments, she just admired his cock, remembering how good it felt in her pussy, making her juices flow in her pussy. Then she grasped it at its base and touched the tip of her tongue to his urethra. She loved how it jumped at that touch, and she giggled. Tom just closed his eyes and moaned.

They were both enjoying her ministrations when suddenly there was another tongue licking her earlobe and another hard cock pressing into her side. She turned her face to John’s and they kissed. He enjoyed the taste of Tom’s cock on her lips and tongue. He was naked.

“Hey sailor, you looking for a good time?” She pointed Tom’s cock in John’s direction and slid her lips along the shaft, leaving the purple head for him to taste directly. Meanwhile, Tom undid the neck strap of her apron exposing her hard nipples to his hands. John undid the waist belt ...

... letting it drop to the floor under her knees.

“Wow! You two haven’t wasted any time.” John’s hand had reached between her thighs, feeling her wet and open pussy.

“We skipped lunch and went straight to dessert. Remember, I have been celibate for quite a while and this cock needs that pussy wrapped around it ASAP.” Tom looked desperate.

Blanche looked at her husband and asked, “Shall I serve our guest first, darling?”

Her look told John that she, too, needed to feel that cock deep in her and get that first load of cum. He stood and took her hand, helping her to her feet. Then he nudged her toward Tom.

She kissed her husband, quietly said, “Thank you,” and straddled Tom’s lap.

John reached between her legs to grasp Tom’s member, but she had already pressed it against Tom’s belly and was rubbing her pussy along its length. The stimulation of her clit on the underside of his cock had her ready to cum.

She rose high enough for John to register its tip between her labia, and then she settled to his pubis in one slow motion. They simultaneously moaned, “Oh my god,” and Tom instantly shot his cum into her. John watched in fascination, realizing that his wife was cumming too.

“Oh fuck!” she cried repeatedly, her face pressed into Tom’s neck. Her glutes were clenching and her pussy was visibly clutching Tom’s pulsing cock as his balls pumped more cum it her. A worm of jealousy crept into John’s belly but he tamped it down; this was too erotic to mess up with angst. ...