How my wife became a BBC queen ! - Sex Stories

How my wife became a BBC queen !

... phrase “must be very well endowed.” I was in shock and snapped to when I heard Fran draining the tub. I was very surprised when she came out of the bath room wearing a short see through red night gown. I told her that I saw that she had filled out the form and she replied,” Don’t get your hopes up! I hope you’re not too disappointed when no one replies or when you find out that those who do are nothing but degenerates.” I told her that she would be the one who would be surprised. I then asked her what the nightgown was for. Again the surprises kept coming when she told me that most of the ads had photos with them and that perhaps we should also send a photo in, without her face of course. Another frantic trip to the closet for the Polaroid camera. Damn, no film. A very quick trip to the corner d**gstore, some colored film and back to the house in about 3 seconds. Fran was on the bed, when I got home and I could see that her eyes were glossed over again, like they were that night at the show. I took several shots of her in different poses. I could swear that when she would spread her legs, as she switched positions, I could see a trail of fluid going down the crack of her ass. I used up all the film and then took the pictures over to her to choose the one she wanted to submit. She chose the classiest picture. She got a magic marker and I assumed, blacked out her face, put the materials into the envelope, sealed it, put it on the night stand and then asked me to come over to ...

... bed. When I got in, she asked once again “Are you sure you are OK with this?” I replied that there was no problems on my part but I asked her if she was sure that she could go through with it. She responded “I don’t know. We’ll see if the time comes, but I still think that we’ll never get any decent responses.” She then asked me to go down on her, which I eagerly did. Man she was already soaked, which explained the trail of fluid observed earlier. We progressed into the same level of sex experienced after we went to the show. It was awesome. I lay awake all night thinking of the possibilities. The next morning, off to the post office, rent a box and put it into the mail. Back at home Fran once again expressed any doubts that we would receive any “decent” replies” Now the wait. Part 3 Fran asked me on an almost daily basis if I had any responses and I kept telling her, on an almost daily basis, that we had to wait for the ad to appear in the book first. Cheesh, it almost seemed as though she couldn’t wait to get fucked. I took a trip to the adult book store the next month and bought a copy of that Swinger magazine. I went home and Fran and I thumbed through the book together, while in bed. We were getting very disappointed as we neared the end of the magazine when she spotted it first. There it was, in the glossy section, reserved for color photos, our ad. They had actually given her about an eighth of a page for our ad. She looked absolutely stunning in her red see through ...