A month had passed since the big Halloween party and the sexual bacchanalia that followed later that nighttime with me, my wife and chum, Anthony ...

I had some study to do on my deck/patio field that was a two-man job, so I asked Anthony to facilitate. We started early on a Saturday aurora to try and get things finished before the scorching Georgia afternoon heat. By noon, we were getting close to completing the project. We were soaking wet in effort and smelt like dirty hotdog. It was time for a suspension and a inhuman beer to catch our secondment breaking wind and end up up. As we enjoyed the dusty beer, we started talking guy stuff, sex, etc. I asked Anthony how thing were with his girlfriend Elizabeth. He said `` Same missionary sex, with no oral ... boring ''. He said he loves it when adult female sucks his dick and he does n't get that from Elizabeth. She might put it in her oral fissure for 30 second, but that was it. He mentioned I was a lucky guy to have a wife that could soak up dick as beneficial as she does. It was kind of odd hearing another man complementing my wife 's stopcock suck accomplishment, but sort of hot at the same time.

He said the blow job my wife gave him after the Hallowe'en party was one of the upright, if not the honest he ever had. It makes him punishing just thinking about her sucking him, twirling her tongue around his head and rubbing his balls. I noticed he made a nimble adaption to the swelling in his shorts. He asked me if I knew she was going to blow him that night or did it just occur. I told him that we had discussed it previously. She was impressed with the size of his big dick and enjoyed jerking him off the late time we all got together. She was curious if she could bring him in her mouth and wanted to try. I was totally all right with her conclusion and let her know it was up to her.

The night it happened ; I was n't for sure if she would go through with it, but she did. Antony said `` I am beaming she did and I hope it happens again ''. He then mentioned how much he liked our three-party action and again how leaden his sex life was with Elizabeth. He said `` I know your wife just jerks me off and now has sucked my dick, but it is so hot ''. I could order he was a niggling aflutter about his next input, but he said it. He asked `` What do you think will encounter next '' ? I knew where this was going, but wanted to lead it out a piffling. So, I asked `` What do you mean by next '' ? He looked at me and smiled and said `` You guy are close friends of mine, you are married and I do not desire to cross any lines that would peril that ''. I told him I totally empathise and appreciated where he was coming from. I then asked `` Well, what would you want to be next '' ?

He said `` Her tit are everlasting and would fit nicely in his hands ''. He went on to say that he would love touch her tits, finger her and eat her pussycat. He said he would love to sleep together her, but he thought that would be taking it too far. I let him know that she has a wet, sweet snatch and seeing him finger or even eating her out, would be hot. I would be intimate to watch her squirm with his psyche buried between her legs and his tongue oceanic abyss in her hole. I was now sporting a tent in my bloomers, so I had to make an adjustment too. We laughed since we were both hard talking about my hot married woman. I told him that I would sing with her to feel her out about the `` next time '' the three of us got together.

That eve, my married woman and I decided to grill out and accept some wine-coloured on the patio. She asked how my day went and working with Mark Anthony on the deck of cards. I let her recognise that we finished everything that needed to be addressed. I wanted to see her reaction so I said `` Too bad he could not stay and hang with us this evening since he had a date with Elizabeth. '' She kind of shrugged her shoulders. I was n't getting anywhere so I just said it ... `` I wonder if he would take stayed if he knew there could possibly be a repeat of Allhallows Eve night ? '' She choked a minuscule on her wine and jokingly laughed `` It probably would be a repeat since you and Susan B. Anthony turn into horny pawl after overweight drinking and want sex. It is punishing to stop you guys. '' I quickly asked `` Would you blow him again ? '' She rolled her heart and she said `` no. '' I thought to myself, there was no uncertainty if she was in the same situation, she would do it again. I could tell things were heating up, so I reached over and started rubbing her mamilla through her dilute blouse. Her mammilla were hard. I unbuttoned a couple of clitoris and opened her blouse to reveal her tumid nipples. She did n't block up me when I leaned over and started sucking on them. She let out a moan as I moved my deal between her peg sliding them under her shorts to penetrate her wetness. I said `` Wow, talking about Antonius has gotten you soaked. '' She played it off and said `` Whatever ''.

I knew it was time to start probing on the next time the three of us would get together for one of our little sex sessions. I could severalize she was getting hotter and hotter. I looked into her optic as I was sucking on her nipple and said `` Would you let Susan Brownell Anthony do this ? '' She moaned a small and said `` Why not ''. I continued to violate her puss with my fingerbreadth, rubbing her clit and dipping my fat fingers in her hole. I could smell her fragrance ; she was wet and it coated my finger. I then asked `` Would you let him touch you and thumb you ? '' She did n't say a Logos, but moaned again and tensed up for her first orgasm of the evening. I had my response. We both stood up from the loungers we were sitting and stripped off our apparel. I immediately dove between her pegleg to lap up that sweet-flavored pussy juice from her climax. Man, she tasted estimable. Her thick, black pubic whisker had a skillful musky scent of a woman. I soon brought her to another leg shaking sexual climax. My peter was rock hard and aching to be buried in her hot cakehole. I moved up between her leg, placed the head of my dick at her jam. I could experience the heat and I started to rub the leaking pre-cum dick head around her clit. I braced back and buried it balls thick. I knew I was not going to last long. Just as I was about to blow my load, she reminded me NOT to cum in her since she was not on the pill. I pulled out and coated her mammilla and side with a huge freight of sperm. She licked her brim to smack the cum on her face.

Later that week, I received a phone from Anthony. He let me know Elizabeth would be heading out of Town for work and maybe we could catch a beer or dinner party. I told him I would check with the wife to do sure enough we did n't have any program. So, we penciled in Friday and would substantiate later. I knew and I bet he was thinking the same thing, a little drinking might guide to another three-way with the married woman. How far would it go this sentence ?

To be continued ...