Note- Purely fiction and has no basis in reality.
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Amanda Holden threw her hands up as she explained to the group her sex life with her husband Chris.
"You know how it is, ladies. He'd done and turned over and I'm still dripping, one from his cum, and two from my own juices as I'm still aroused. SO, frustrating. He used to be attentive in the bedroom but now it's just routine. We talked about it and I told him straight up that I was looking elsewhere for sex."
As the sun dipped in the sky Emma Watson closed the blinds of the rented office she had chosen for her first sex therapy counselling for female celebrities who were hooked on compulsive and impulsive sex. She had heard from the other ladies in the group, Carol Vorderman and Kelly Brook and now they all paid attention to actress and television personality Amanda. Now in her forties she had gone from appearing in television sitcoms and judging Britain's Got Talent to become a raunchy middle aged nymphomaniac.
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"Difficult as it may seem to talk amongst others about your sexual problems, the sooner you are able to open up and address the underlying issues the better it will be for your piece of mind. Now, I believe your husband works in the music industry?" Emma seated herself opposite the forty something Amanda and waited.
"Yes, Chris is a record producer and we live in Richmond. I'm very much a physical and tactile type of person and, much to my poor husband's dismay, I confess everything to him."
"Everything?" Asked Kelly Brook.
"It's a turn on for me, I don't know. Anyway after another night of unsatisfactory love making I was left wondering what it would be like to have sex with someone else, just for the change. And, someone who was young, was vigorous, and who would fuck me in the ass. I told Chris, as I do, and he brooded on the subject for a week."
"Did he come around?" Wondered Carol Vorderman.
"Big time. I returned home after my broadcast on Heart Radio and hit the bathroom. To my utter shock there was a naked stranger taking a shower! He looked to be in his twenties and as I stood frozen to the spot I ogled his perfect body, glistening wet from the hot spray. He was not overly muscular but had nice defined arms and torso and medium length dark hair. But my eyes were drawn to the lower part of his anatomy which was VERY developed if you catch my drift."
"You must be Amanda. Hi."
Amanda went on to relate to the others how his dreamy voice had a rich tone which sounded like he was singing as he spoke. She blushed and hurried to her bedroom next to her husband.
"His name is Mick. And he's in a rock band called 'The Electric Spiders.' "I've been making a few demo's of his songs and he's extremely well hung."
"What are you saying Chris?"
"I don't want just ANY young man seducing my wife, so I've chosen for you."
Chris smiled smugly as he fed me a few of his lucid details of that evening. He told me that he was willing to let me fuck Mick on the condition that he watch.
"Are you certain you want that?"
"Absolutely."
My mind wandered as I day dreamed of Mick's young and virile body on mine, fucking me with his big and beautiful cock. I was trembling with a pent up desire for this man and my thighs tensed with the wild fantasy. I went through my things immediately and picked out my knock 'em dead black lingerie and sheer black nylons. Chris vanished and then returned with that mischievous grin on his face that I knew well.
"This is Mick."
Mick who came into our bedroom clad in only a white towel around his waist.
"Hi, again."
His eyes focused on my long legs sheathed in my nylons and I realised that my thin panties had a decidedly damp spot where my quim had moistened. He looked at Chris who nodded back and then Mick let his towel drop. His scrummy physique was a treat to admire and I was really turned on. I was mesmerised by his smooth cock that thickened and lengthened before my very eyes.
"Fuck me! That's a big cock!"
"Suck it, Amanda." Urged Chris, and as Mick stood mere inches from where I was sitting on the bed I snapped out of my reverie and grasped his superb erection.
He bent a tad and I held the flared tip between my wet lips. As my excitement grew so did my boldness and I unhooked my bra and sucked him in. My tits heaved with every suck, lick and nibble that I issued to his substantial prick. He throbbed like mad inside my mouth and I used my tongue to trail over every inch of his desirable manhood. He didn't remain idle and kneaded my boobs and tweaked the erect nipples.
"Like my tits?" I asked in between sucks.
"I like."
I cupped his hot scrotum as I took him half way down my open throat. My tongue slithered this way and that as I frantically gobbled his smooth rod quickly. Saliva dribbled from my pouty lips and I smiled at Chris as I moved my head to give him a good look.
"Fuck, I'm so wet, darling. Look see."
