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Jessicas Massage

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For the hundredth time, I told my husband, Terry, I wouldn’t fuck another man and that was that! He had been pestering me for months because he thought it would be great to watch me being fucked by another man – after all his friends had told him it was the absolute best so he wanted me to try it.

I am a very private person – Jessica is my name. I have recently turned 28 and we have been married for just 3 years and already this bastard wanted to watch me get fucked by another man – it just wasn’t on.

Terry gets very carried away when his friends tell him stories and he believes them all. This obsession about me and another man started after reading an article in a magazine and then he just had to ask his mates what it would be like and they all told him they had made their wives fuck other men and it was great! What an arsehole! I said earlier I was a private person because I had never been with another man, although I had dated a couple of lads but they weren’t allowed to get up to any tricks with me. I was a virgin when Terry fucked me for the first time and he is the only man who has had me. I think I finally got the message across to Terry this time – I threatened not to sleep with him for a month if he mentioned one more word about me getting fucked. I love sex as much as anyone else but I would gladly go without for a month if it would stop Terry asking me!

He changed tack after that. He gradually thought up something else for me to do! He now suggests I get a full body massage from a male masseur and then I can come home and tell him everything the man does to me – as if I would tell him all the details anyway – he can go and jump in the river! I must admit I was relieved he had stopped talking about me getting fucked but this was starting to get on my nerves.

I am quite pretty and have a good figure (even though I say all this) and I think, when I stand in front of my mirror naked, that I don’t look too bad at all. In fact I look great. My legs are long and have very nice curves in all the right places. My hips, waist and breasts are all in proportion so I think I look good. When I am standing in front of the mirror I see my almost black pubic triangle showing very prominently on my otherwise fair skin. The hair on my head is much lighter than my pubic hair but it is natural and I don’t color it at all.

Truth be told I started to get a little bit interested in the idea of a massage. I had never had a massage and seriously wondered what it would be like having a man rub his hands all over my body – my naked body – and just the thought of it started to make me wet between my legs. I said I had never had a massage and really didn’t know very much about it at all. Questions flooded my mind – would I be naked at first? Would I wear clothes and then take them off? Would he use a sheet to cover me? Would the sheet be over me all the time? Should I shave my pubic hair off?

All of these questions were buzzing around in my head and I knew I had to find the answers before I could even consider having a massage. I am a member of the local women’s golf club and I play regularly but I never go into the showers afterwards preferring to have a drink and then quickly head for home for a nice shower there. Today I resolved to go to the golf club and play but I would go to the showers afterwards and see if the women had shaved their pubic hair off – that would at least give me an idea of what I should do. I played quite well and was pleased with myself. I headed to the showers with the other women I played with and as soon as we reached the showers the women started to strip off their clothes. Well, I could see there were all sorts of bodies around me. There must have been at least 30 women in the showers and in the dressing section and a quick survey showed me almost all of them retained their pubic bushes! Admittedly some of them were trimmed back a bit making them more triangular but the majority was just wild hairy bushes. I had my shower and knew I had one of my answers.

As I sat down beginning the dressing routine I groaned and told my golf partner I had stretched myself a bit today and probably should have a massage. She told me the in-house massage room was available but there was only a female doing the massaging today and she winked at me and said, “Can you wait for tomorrow – Ben will be back here then!” I snapped up the opportunity to ask more questions. I started off by asking if she would help me with some answers to my questions and she agreed without hesitation. Yes, she always stripped off all of her clothes and walked into the massage room (and Ben) naked although she always carried a towel in case she accidentally bumped into someone she knew. She told me Ben always starts the massage with a sheet over her but soon gets rid of that and then she is naked as he massages her body. She also told me I was worrying about nothing at all but I should make it clear to Ben what sort of massage I wanted before he started as he would always want to know what he needed for the massage. I thought all massages would be the same so I asked what could be different? She said, with a twinkle in her eyes, that it depended on how far the massage was to go. She always made sure she got off at least once and many times she had gone for the whole works!

I was busting to ask what the whole works was all about but didn’t dare. I thanked her and continued dressing and did some careful thinking on the way home. Terry wasn’t home when I arrived so I immediately rang the golf club and asked for a booking with Ben for tomorrow morning. The receptionist asked me if I wanted a private massage or would I prefer the group massage. Of course I told her I wanted the private massage and now I had cooked my goose – so to speak – and unless I actually cancelled the appointment, I was committed to attend my first massage.

Next morning I shaved my legs all the way up to my thighs and also shaved my underarms and then I showered and prettied myself up ready for this massage. I figured if I had the massage first I would then know what I could and couldn’t tell Terry when I had the massage he wanted me to have. I reckoned I was looking pretty good and slipped on a golfing shirt (this has the club insignia on it and also it is a bit thick so I could go without my bra and no one would notice) and golf skirt. I didn’t bother with golfing socks and shoes preferring to wear a slip-on sandal. Of course I wore my tiniest panties which barely covered my pussy and didn’t cover my pubic bush very much at all. I thought of trimming it along the sides but finally thought I would leave it as it was! Now I am ready to have my first massage.

When I checked in at the counter I was given a towel and instructed to go to room 7 and wait there for Ben. I wanted to ask if I should get undressed while waiting but didn’t want to make it look as though this was my first massage so I wandered off to room 7. I thought 7 might be my lucky number – I hoped so. The room was very small, not much bigger than my pantry at home and it had two chairs as furniture as well as a couple of clothes hooks on the walls. It was painted in lovely pastel colors and looked a very comfortable room. There was a door opposite the one I entered through and presumed that was where the massage would take place. I waited for almost 10 minutes and was getting very fidgety and nervous wondering what would happen to me while I was in with Ben.

At last the second door opened and this gorgeous hunk of a man walked through and sat down beside me. He introduced himself as Ben and told me he would give me my massage today. He presumed it was my first massage – I guess I was so nervous – and told me to relax. He then asked what sort of massage I wanted and I blushed furiously but he smiled at me and said, “Today I will give you a full body massage and one bonus. If you make a second booking in a couple of days, mentioning the bonus, I will give you a second bonus and so on until you have 4 bonuses and then you get the real treatment!” I was still completely in the dark but agreed that would be the best and handed over my credit card. Ben told me to undress and come through to the massage room when I had all my clothes off. He wasn’t a bit shy but I made up for the both of us.

He left the room and closed the door so I started slipping off my clothes. Soon I was completely naked and, holding the towel in front of me, I knocked lightly on the door and then opened it and walked into this big room with the massage table right in the center. It was too late now so I had to go ahead with it. He was standing alongside the table and motioned for me to climb up onto the table. There was a small stool alongside the table and I tried to step up onto stool and then the table in one smooth movement but the towel got between me and the table and I stumbled but Ben caught me. He just took the towel away from me and told me he would see me naked while massaging me so I should forget my modesty and relax.

He laid me down on my belly and I was relieved to see a hole in the end of the table so I could place my face in there and not have my neck craning upwards. He didn’t cover me with a sheet and next I felt some warm oil pouring onto my back and shoulders. He was standing alongside me and began massaging my shoulders first and the relief was almost instant. I felt wonderful as he pushed and pulled my body and I wondered why I hadn’t done this before. He worked down my back until he came to my buttocks and then he massaged my bum cheeks but not touching me between my legs or bum crack at all. He then worked down my legs starting at my knees and reaching my ankles and feet. He made them feel very good and then started again at my knees and worked his way up my thighs. The higher he went the more turned on I became and I was starting to get nervous that I might have an orgasm and embarrass myself and Ben.

He was massaging the very tops of the insides of my thighs when he moved my legs apart so he had better access to the upper thighs. Oh, boy, I was very hot at this stage but bravely bit my lip and waited to see what he would do next. He didn’t touch my pussy but I knew he was looking right at it with my legs apart as they were.

When he had finished my upper thighs – both inside and out – he asked me to roll over on my back. This was when I became very embarrassed because I was now lying completely naked in front of him. He arranged a pillow for my head and then started with my ankles and worked his way up to my thighs. He left the inner thighs and worked on my hips and then my belly and Oh. No, he started massaging my breasts. I was really getting turned on now as he massaged my breasts and afterwards my nipples. I just love having my nipples played with and can cum, given the right circumstances, just from playing and sucking on my nipples. He moved away and concentrated on my shoulders and neck and I was feeling extremely good. I know lots of people have massages and I am sorry I am going into detail but this was a first for me and I have to tell it as it was.

Although he had massaged my belly it was, I realized, only from my navel upwards – he had not touched my lower belly nor my bush. Now he poured some more oil on my belly and I could feel it running down into my pubic hair and also slowly seeping through to my pussy. He began massaging my lower belly and I started to get very excited especially as he worked his way down until he was rubbing his hands through my pubic bush. Then, without any warning, he slipped his fingers right down onto my cunt lips and started massaging me there but he didn’t enter me. I didn’t know what to do and was blushing furiously but he continued to stroke me gradually moving up until he was playing with my clit! I was so worked up I started to cum almost straight away. I had my legs apart – this was my own doing – as he played with me. I had probably the biggest orgasm I have ever had from clitoral stimulation! I was gushing juices everywhere and my body was shaking with excitement. He continued to stroke me until I just had to stop him – I couldn’t stand it anymore! Ben then smiled at me and said, “Well, now you have received bonus No. 1. I will give you the second bonus on your next visit!” With that he leaned over my still shaking body and kissed me lightly on the lips and then left the room! It took me several minutes before I was able to climb down off the table and return to the dressing room! I had had my first massage and an orgasm (which wasn’t expected) and I felt really good!

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Rough Trade

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We often visited the sauna where my wife and I would occasionally indulge in threesomes. My wife Cathy is a petite brunette. She is only 19 and although she had a very limited sex life before we married she has certainly made up for it since.

She prefers men who are well mannered and she can’t abide rowdy types and bad language. Knowing this about her made what happened the other night, such a shock. We were alone in the Jacuzzi at the sauna, when we could hear some loud-mouthed men in the next room. Their voices got louder as they were coming closer. They came down the passage that leads to the Jacuzzi.

They stopped by the Jacuzzi and it was obvious that they were eyeing Cathy up. Only being small, the water came up to her neck but her petite breasts were quite visible under the clear water. The men were whispering to each other and sniggering. They were obviously making crude remarks about my wife.

Then they must have come to the decision to join us in the Jacuzzi as they both removed their towels. I noticed Cathy straining to take a peek at their cocks.

As the men climbed into the Jacuzzi, I said to Cathy ‘Must be time for us to have a drink.’ Giving her the excuse for us to leave. But her reply really knocked me for six. ‘You go and have one, I don’t feel like one yet.’

What! I couldn’t take it in at first, she was telling me to go off into the other room and leave her here with these two obnoxious types. Stunned, I climbed out of the Jacuzzi and got my towel.

‘Are you sure you don’t want a drink?’ I once again asked.

‘No, I’m fine.’ She replied with a captivating smile. ‘I’ll just relax here for a while longer.’

While this conversation had been going on, the men had settled themselves down into the warm bubbly water, one almost facing Cathy and the other by her side. As I went off down the passage, I could hear the men start to engage Cathy in conversation. I turned and made my way back towards the Jacuzzi to see what, if anything, was happening. In the few seconds I had been away, one of the guys was standing and offering his cock to Cathy’s lips and the other guy was obviously feeling her sweet young tits. I was amazed to see her open her mouth and take his big dick inside. Even more surprising was the disgusting things he was saying to her and she didn’t seem to mind at all. Ordinarily she would complain or leave.

‘That’s it! Suck my dick you little slut!’

‘Lets take her to a private room and fuck this horny little bitch.’ The second guy said. The men got out of the Jacuzzi and lifted Cathy up as though she was a rag doll. One guy held her in his arms as though she was a baby. The other guy was rubbing her cunt. ‘You wanna’ get fucked slut?’

‘Yes,’ Cathy replied in an almost whisper.

‘What was that slut?’

‘Yes!’ Cathy almost screamed.

‘Yes what bitch?’

‘I want to get fucked!’ I couldn’t believe I was hearing this. Yes, we had indulged in group sex before but in a nice loving way. I had never seen my wife like this before. Wanting men of this rough type to ‘fuck her’.

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Amy At The Nude Beach

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My wife, Amy, and I recently had a wild sexual experience that has totally changed our lives. Amy is a beautiful redhead who is quite shy and somewhat timid. I am very proud of my foxy bride and encourage her to dress in revealing clothing so other men can see what a gorgeous wife I have. She has reluctantly gone along with my requests and I have picked out some pretty sexy outfits from the Fredericks catalog that she wears to out of town engagements.

I had always dreamed of having other men see her completely naked and my dream recently came true with a strange twist. A friend at work told me about a nude beach about an hour from home that was frequented by a lot of couples and some soldiers from a nearby Army base. He said that it was a fun place and hinted at some wild goings on in some driftwood “condos.” I got an instant hard on from the thought of my sweet little Amy stark naked on a beach and being ogled by a bunch of horny servicemen. After much begging on my part, Amy agreed to go but only on a weekday when it wouldn’t be quite as crowded.

The following Monday I took a personal day and we headed out to the beach. We got there by ten o’clock and found the place pretty empty. Someone had built a series of small “condos” out of driftwood at the back of the beach for privacy and as windbreaks and we set up in one. Amy timidly stripped off her cutoffs and halter and exposed her luscious young body to the sun. For the record, Amy is 24, 5’4″ with a mouth watering 35C-24-25 body and silky red hair that hangs to the top of her butt.

We spent the first two hours soaking up the sun and splashing in the surf together. Because of the sparse crowd, Amy was the only woman on the beach and attracted quite a bit of attention. I made sure she was well oiled with sun tan oil and was thrilled as guys went out of their way to walk past us and check her out. I noticed that most of the guys had bigger cocks than me. When I mentioned this to Amy she giggled and said, “I noticed. Maybe the sun makes them grow.”

At that point Amy suggested we return to our “condo” and as we approached I noticed that a dark muscular Black guy had put down a blanket right in our condo. I also noticed that he was easily the most well hung guy on the beach with a thick uncut cock hanging halfway to his knees. Amy took notice of him also and whispered to me “Oh my god, look at that thing! It’s huge.” I felt a twinge of jealousy from her reaction to this guy’s enormous member and felt like my plan was backfiring. The whole idea behind going to this beach had been that I would enjoy seeing guys drool over my foxy wife and be jealous of me. It had never occurred to me that Amy might be the one doing the drooling.

When we got to our blanket, I said nervously “Uh excuse me, would you mind moving to another condo, please? We were here first.” He laughed at my comment saying, “Hey man, this is my condo. If you two want to hang out, that’s cool, but I ain’t going nowhere.”

As he spoke he was busy checking out Amy who was staring intently at his huge Black cock. I reached for our cooler and said “C’mon Amy, let’s go” but she surprised me by saying “Wait honey, let’s stay. There’s plenty of room.”
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4th Of July

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She has been a hotwife for about a year now, but mostly we have only played with couples or single men met through the internet. Most recently she has been pretty regular with one man whom she fucks and sucks one or twice a week (and the occasional MFM with me). She has never been into the flashing, or obvious flirting and teasing – until now that is. Last Friday evening at a 4th of July party she started what may become a fun, new trend.

The party was hosted by a guy I worked with over 10 years ago. We kept in touch and he invited us over to his house for a cookout. Jennifer grabbed a large bottle of her favorite wine and we headed over. The party started at 4pm, and by 6pm she had probably 2-3 plastic cups of wine in her and had a gentle buzz going. While hanging out in the kitchen, one of my friend’s neighbors, Sam, was making strawberry daiquiris. Jen and I started talking with him and he made a rather potent one for Jen. The talking started turning sexual (as drinking talk usually does), and Jen admitted she has a pierced belly button. For the record, Jen is 5’3″, 115#, and brunette, with a 34B. She keeps her pussy in a landing strip style with the area around her lips waxed smooth. She was wearing a form fitting t-shirt dress with no bra (showing her nipples), and a flag thong for 4th of July.

Well, Sam didn’t hesitate to ask to see her belly button ring and Jen nearly just grabbed her dress and pulled it up when she realized she would be flashing an awful lot to a lot of folks. Sam smiled, as did I, when Jen said, “maybe later.” Throughout the rest of the evening, Jen was rarely far from Sam and the two of them were obviously flirting with each other. Her body language, movements and gestures were a dead give-away.

Later in the evening Sam invited us over to his house to show me some of his computer stuff (we are both geeks). Jen was more than ready to go and within minutes of entering his house, she stood in front of him and lifted her dress up from the front and said, “Here it is. See!” Sam’s jaw just dropped to see my wife standing there with her dress pulled up to her chest, showing her belly button and her thong. He just went, “Very nice,” and Jen dropped her dress. As we headed up to his office, Jen said she needed to use the bathroom and Sam directed her to one downstairs. After a few minutes, she joined Sam and me in her office and sat down next to me facing Sam. She had her legs up a little and they were spread apart so her crotch was on full display to him. Since he already saw her panties, I figured she was still just teasing him. I did notice Sam kept staring at her crotch and really couldn’t concentrate. After he finished showing me the computer stuff we decided to head back to the party. On the way downstairs, Jen grabbed my hand and handed me something soft. When I opened my hand, I realized it was her thong! She had been showing Sam her pussy in his office. No wonder he couldn’t concentrate! She just turned to me and smiled.
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Bachelor Party Cuckold

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This true story is about how I became a cuckold. When I became engaged, despite my objections my friends decided to hold a bachelor party for me. Since they knew I would object, they had to trick me into coming. My best friend John called me and asked if I wanted to watch the Redskins football game on his big screen TV the following Sunday. Being a huge Skins fan, I jumped at the chance and arranged to meet him at his house at 12:00 sharp so we could catch the pre-game show on ESPN!

I should have known something was up when the beer and snacks were flowing freely and more and more of my friends started showing up “unexpectedly”. The Skins were crushing the hated Cowboys and I was getting totally trashed. At the end of the game I was much too drunk to drive and was sitting in a big soft armchair when a beautiful woman in a trench coat walked in. I wasn’t too drunk to see what was coming, but I was too drunk to stop it. She whipped off the coat and underneath was dressed (kind of) in white bustier, stockings, thong and spiked heels.

As she danced in front of me taking off her bustier, I tried to get up and leave, but several of my friends held me down and I was helpless to move. Two more friends pulled my pants down and the stripper climbed up into the chair until she was sitting on my lap.

As much as I wanted to leave, I began thinking with my small head and when the stripper started rubbing up and down on my penis, I stopped offering even token resistance. Eventually I couldn’t help myself and began thrusting my hips so I was rubbing my throbbing cock against her silk thong and was soon on the verge of coming. She leaned over and began rubbing her magnificent 36C breasts into face. This was all too much for me and with my friends standing around cheering I shot the biggest load of my life all over the stripper. Unfortunately, just as the last of my load was dripping down the strippers’ stomach, my fiancé Sharon walked in.
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Shared Military Wife

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I was just a young officer’s wife when Scott went through his initial training in the Army after he graduated from ASU ROTC as a second lieutenant. He found a small apartment off base and brought me out to stay with him. He had written and spoken on the phone with me about his new friend and fellow officer, Kenny. My husband joked with me about how large Ken’s cock was and that I should try it. The first weekend spent at our apartment and my introduction to his friend was awkward. Another round of beers was opened and my glass was refilled, and I saw Scott looking at Ken, who just winked. I had a feeling there and then that my tits would soon be out on display to all. Therefore, I decided to break the ice and jump right in.

“Well, can I see it?” I asked, as I took a long drink of my beer.

I was nervous and I really did want to see it. They laughed again and Scott said to Ken, “She does have a nice set of tits,” and then looked at me and smiled. “Show him honey!”

I looked at him, took another drink of my beer and my hands shook as I put the glass back onto the table. I smiled; it was a nervous smile, but I stood up, still smiling, fingers trembling as I lifted up the front of my top to reveal my red lace brassiere. I know I was blushing; I could feel my face go the color of the bra. They were looking at me, I was looking at them. My husband was smiling, no, he was grinning. I took the top off and stood there in front of them dressed in jeans and a bra. I tried to smile, but it was a nervous smile. I cupped my breasts as I looked at them and then I pulled the tops of my 36DD cups down to reveal my breasts. I knew my nipples were hard. I looked at them, Scott still grinning, and Ken with his eyes locked on my now semi naked breasts and hard ½ inch nipples.

“Not enough, Donna, take it off!” Scott said to me.
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Wifes First Big Black Cock

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I can’t remember why we decided to go to the Peppermint Club that night. When Lois and I travel we like to try something different. Anyway, Lois wanted to have a good time that evening and so did I.

There were lots of clubs in Las Vegas. The Peppermint was one of the nicest, with comfortable booths sporting leather seats, a dance floor and live music. We got there just before 9pm and ordered drinks. Lois had dressed to go out. She looked great in a tight black skirt, pinkish top that showed off her cleavage, and rather racy black high heels that added nicely to her 5’6″ frame. At age 48 and 135 pounds, she still maintained a curvy 38D 26 37 figure. The big tits always attracted admiring glances. She wore her reddish hair a bit shorter than she used to.

Most of the people at the club were close to our age, or older. We felt right at home. Since I didn’t like to dance, I expected her to find someone to dance with. It didn’t take long. The best dancer on the floor was a handsome black man who was dancing with an older white lady. They were very good. We watched them for fifteen minutes until the woman returned to her husband and left.

The black man looked around for another partner and spotted Lois. She must have looked available because he sauntered over to our booth with a big smile.

“Would you like to dance?”

“Sure,” Lois answered. “I’d love to.”

They danced together for quite a while. Lois had a sexy way of moving her body that seemed to hold her partner’s attention. During the slow dances he held her tight, his hand gripping her waist and occasionally her soft sexy butt.

As they danced I thought about my recurring fantasy about watching my wife make love to a black man. I had mentioned my fantasy once to Lois, many years before. She laughed and asked why I thought she needed more than I could give her. Since I wasn’t really serious, I didn’t pursue the idea.
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Spectator Sport

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Once a week my husband has his friends over. Usually they play poker but sometimes they sit and watch a big game on T.V. Being a loving and obedient wife, I try to have anything they may want ready, beer, snacks, sandwiches, you name it.

Lately he’s had me serving them in short-shorts and a bikini top. It adds to the mood of the game, he says. I don’t mind. I’ve always thought it was fun to tease and flirt, showing enough cleavage or ass to see their pants strain. I bend over to place drinks, letting them get a real good look at my FF knockers, nipples pushing at their restraints. Or when I drop something on the floor, I turn and bend, showing ass and lips to those who want to see. It’s all harmless and it makes me feel sexy.

We usually have the wildest sex after such an evening. He tells me how he watched his buddies stare at my chest or butt, watching them get hard-ons, knowing what they want to do to me. It turns me on to think about other men wanting me, taking me at their will, as they please. Then, when he’s done telling me about his fantasies of me and his friends, my husband fucks me long and hard, like he has to prove himself, or remind me who I belong to.

After one of our recent, really hot matings he told me he had taped what we had just done. That just got me all wet and hot again, thinking of ‘exhibiting’ myself like that, and I made love to him again, bringing him up by mouth, then having him ram it up my ass. Man was he good!!

This past week on game night the guys arrived as usual to watch the pregame show. I served them all beers and left some snacks with them, then went to the kitchen to read until they needed something. A few minutes had passed when I heard cheers and whooping. The game had already started? A little while later I got a beer call and went to the frig to get four more to take out to them.

When I got to the den, all eyes fell on me as I walked over to hand them their drinks. Glancing at the T.V. my eyes widened as I realized I was looking at a still picture of myself, ass in the air, my mouth totally filled with my husband’s cock. I felt myself blush and started out of the room. But my husband stopped me, called me over, and pulled me down onto his lap. Then he started the tape again. The guys started up with their comments once more, expressing envy that his wife would do that for him. Theirs wouldn’t, they said. As we watched, my husband brought his hand to my breasts and started massaging and pulling my tits. Soon he brought one out of my top and sucked on the nipple. My eyes were closed as he played with me. I felt myself moisten and I felt him harden. The others were so involved with the tape that they weren’t watching us. Or so I thought.
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