Dr. Porter here. I'm a returned native, working at the hospital associated with the university of my nurture, while my Hoosier wife Marie cracks genetic codes at the local lab of a leading drug company. Our marriage, I must say, grew out of common commitment to our profession and intellectual companionship. Sex was decidedly secondary in our courtship.
To suggest how sometimes values change, on the evening of our sixth wedding anniversary, Marie created for me the most erotic of presents. As background— we both had become highly stimulated by the fantasy of her seducing and deflowering our attractive live-in male graduate student, Wolfgang Heinrich. On that Thursday (May 23rd) after our staff meeting ended, I drove excitedly home, left my car out in the street, and tip-toed to a patio chair outside the window of Wolf's bedroom, which granted me a vantage point of being at the foot of the double bed. The screened window was open; the lights were on in the unoccupied room; the bed was smartly made. (These meticulous Germans!) My watch said 10:23.
Several minutes later Wolfgang appeared in navy blue pajamas, and I could not but notice the prominent outline of his half-hard cock in advance of his progress to the bed. "They must have been kissing in the living room," I surmised.
When Marie appeared, she was stunning as usual—her lovely white legs bare and fully revealed by the short nightdress which she refers to as "the maize." Damned if she wasn't carrying our cassette recorder, which she plugged into an outlet on the left--an operation which afforded us a momentary view of her incomparable white ass. The selected cassette turned out to contain sprightly South American numbers featuring marimba and tom-tom rhythms—well chosen music to fuck by! But first, we discovered, it was music to tease by.
Barefooted with pointed toe, Marie hiked the short skirt to her waist for Wolf to observe the lines of each beautifully muscled leg. Both her pride and his wonder shone in their eyes. My own excitement was high; my love for my wife, newly whetted. And then the dance: planting her feet wide apart, Marie bent her knees deeply and began pumping her pelvis out and back to show Wolf how hot she was to fuck. She spun slowly to show him her full ass, its pink hole, and her wanting cunt beyond. As her gyrations continued, she thrust her arms aloft in delight of pleasing her men. Still, we both wanted her completely nude as soon as possible! Wolf rearranged his hard cock within his pajamas. Then Marie put one knee on the bed. He reached for her. She parried with a smile, as though to suggest that he had not yet been properly teased. Then, one foot on the floor, she extended the other leg to him, toes pointing to the hard cock, maddeningly undisclosed. Thus she invited him to contemplate the length of her bare leg and her fully haired crotch, into which we wanted the hard cock to drive. But this too was a tease.
Perhaps noting Wolf's mounting exasperation, certainly craving his embrace, Marie hopped to a standing position on the bed and bent to present again her shapely buttocks. Wolf came to his knees to kiss and tongue each alabaster bun. Then his left hand found her from the rear and stroked her well-lubricated vulva. "O, I like that," she exclaimed. " Undress me!" Up went "the maize" and over her head; and then, her firm tits bare, she plucked the erect nipples out for us to admire, and shortly Wolf was sucking them to her coos of pleasure.
At length, they flopped down for an interlude of kissing, after which Marie sat up to unbutton and remove his navy blue pajama top. To the disappointment of the gallery, she paid little heed to the pants; rather she fell to her back again, spread her legs to the open window, and began playing with herself. When she whispered something urgently to her lover, I knew she wanted a preliminary orgasm for herself. Indeed, she wanted Wolf to have a full-course meal! And he partook with wolfish abandon—licking and slurping, at Marie's audible encouragement. Before long her right leg curled up and over Wolf's head; her bare foot embraced his neck to give him what each of her oral lovers has been excited to experience—her complete surrender in a very wet orgasm.
They kissed again, and then it was Wolf's turn to receive oral love: they fumblingly freed him of the pajama bottoms—freed Wolf and the biggest hard cock I have ever seen. He stood straight up on his knees. To our delight, his John Henry stood straight out—its eight inches, extremely thick. So erect he was that Marie put on a brief exhibition of "no-handsies" sucking. Then with a hand she ran Wolf's foreskin all the way down in order to demonstrate the unusual size of the big plum-like glans, thence to plant kisses upon it and lave it with her tongue. Then smiling broadly in the direction of the open window, she grasped the base of the big wand and waved it to our delight. There followed stints of jackhammer jerking, at which she is so good, before she popped each of his big balls into her mouth and then spoke to them murmuringly.