The following story is best enjoyed directly after reading my first story "Dave." Cheers!
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I couldn't believe it. My wife had just learned about my three-way relationship with Dave and Vanessa, and was soaking wet. I cupped her engorged pussy mound in my hand, and began applying pressure with my palm is a slow, circular motion. Karen purred contentedly.
"Oh baby, that's so nice. I'm going to come very quickly if you keep this up. I'm so hot right now."
Karen snaked her hand over to my crotch and latched onto my rock hard, six-inch erection. The tension between us was supercharged. Karen and I have a decent, but routine sex life which had been slowly declining through the past few years. We were still in our mid-thirties, but the challenging careers we both pursued left little time for romance. I had not felt Karen, or myself, so excited since our honeymoon days.
"Alright stud, you better slow down. I don't want to cum until I get this dick inside me."
Karen rolled over and straddled my thighs, stroking my cock with two hands while she stared into my eyes. She had a mischievous grin on her face, and I could tell I was in for a very hot round of fucking. Karen held my cock by the tip and scooted herself up so her clit was pressed against my balls. She began rubbing her hot little box up and down my cock, pausing after the third time, lining up my cock with her dripping wet opening, and sliding all the way down my shaft in one stroke. She sat for a minute with her eyes closed, grinning at me while she massaged my cock by squeezing her pussy muscles.
"Right where you belong," she said. "So, what was it like?"
I knew this was coming. A few years back Karen and I had started telling each other sexual stories while fooling around, usually loosely based on real experiences and with the names removed. At first it was a bizarre feeling for us both, processing the combination of jealousy and sexual excitement. Something about imagining your life partner engaged in acts with others brings a rush of adrenaline, and never failed to arouse us. I had long debated telling Karen about my three-way relationship, but was concerned I would shock her. Her stories were always much more typical: sex in a car, in a pool after closing, with some stranger from a nightclub, etc. Now that I knew the effect this story was having on her sex drive, I couldn't wait to share every sordid detail.