My husband has been making comments for years about seeing another man have sex with me. He will use a dildo on me while he is making love to me and talk about how I would love to have two at once.
I must be starting to submit to the idea because I have lately not been able to stop dreaming about what it would be like for him to come home from work and find me in the back yard (I love outdoors sex) with a friend of his.
We are naked and I am just sitting with him having a beer and caressing him. When my husband comes home, I jump up and welcome him home with a hug and kiss, telling him that I have been waiting for him before anything really happens. I ask him to get comfortable and have a seat while I return to the chaise where Dave is waiting and smiling as I walk back toward him with my boobs jiggling and my pussy weeping.
As I sit down on the edge of the chaise I give Dave a deep wet kiss while I grasp his cock and start to stroke it to full life now, instead of just caressing it. The feel of it hardening in my hands is marvelous and I realize that he is getting bigger than I had imagined and the hardness is amazing. I have held no other than my husband for over 20 years.
I feel Dave running his hands over my body with more assertion than he had done before Brian got home. My nipples are painfully sensitive to his touch and my senses are becoming overloaded with the feelings and the realization of what I am actually doing.
I break the kiss to look at the cock that is pulsing in my hand and to see the hands of another man squeezing and rubbing my boobs. I feel almost like an orgasm is going to overtake me without the usual stimulation of my clitoris. I kiss my way down Dave's hard and muscled chest and come eye to eye with his very hard cock that is bearing the vision of his excitement and my tongue instinctively slips out to lick the drop from his slit.
I feel that wonderful hard and soft feel of erection against my tongue as the taste hits my buds and at once feel the touch of his hand against my slippery wet lips just outside my clit. No direct contact is made, just the movement of my lips against it and I feel my body give way and a wonderful orgasm slips through my body. I can barely breathe as my body twitches and yet my mouth opens and takes the head of his cock in between my lips and over my tongue.
As the orgasm subsides and my mouth tastes more of Dave's precum, my mind becomes aware of Brian sitting there watching and I wonder what I am doing. There is a hand playing with my pussy, a cock in my mouth, I have already cum once and I my brain is taking over and I wonder if I need to just stop this now and run for the house or run to Brian and beg forgiveness or just keep going.
Oh my, what have I done?
I can't quite get my mouth off this wonderfully hard cock. My mind tries to consider what is happening and take control but just cannot fully function. I feel more juice leaking onto my tongue and the taste and feel of it just awakens my body against the will of my mind.
At the same time I become aware of my pussy being further manipulated and the wetness that I have made being spread all over my lips. As the hand spreads the wetness, my pussy lips are forced, or do they just do it themselves, to open up and allow access to my inner heat and then I feel the slightest touch to my oversensitive clit. The touch, even so slight, to my clit feels like electricity coursing through my body. At the moment nothing matters except the intense sensations that I feel in my sex and in my mouth.
I am aware that I am continuing to hold Dave's cock in my mouth and my head moves up and down it as my tongue lavishes the spongee feeling of his hardness. I also realize that Dave is thrusting toward me and even though I can feel the head of his cock bump the back of my mouth, there is still more in my hand. How much more of this can I take in my mouth? I have always been able to take all of Brian's but this does not feel like it will slide deeper in my throat.
I have little time to ponder that as I sense my lower body being lifted into the air and turned. I realize, momentarily releasing the cock from my mouth, that Dave is now lowering my pussy onto his face as he lies back on the chaise. As soon as I understand what is happening, I feel his mouth on my pussy and his tongue begin to explore and lap at my wetness and again the sensations cause my head to swoon. I turn my head, straightening my body along Dave's, and am once again confronted with the hard and large cock at my face. I grasp it and raise it up from his belly and gaze at it and am about the lower my mouth back down over it when I look past it and see Brian sitting in another chair watching us.
I cannot think clearly enough to know whether he is happy or not and do not waste time on the answer as the cock in my hand raises toward my face. I open my mouth and take as much as I can and choke a little.
My entire body feels completely enveloped in a warm glow that I seem to only understand on some primal level. Consideration of what to do is no longer an option.
I can feel his lips and tongue all over my sex. He is very talented and forces me to lose concentration on his cock. He licks all over my pussy, suckling both my inner and outer lips, lets his tongue flash up over my clit and back to my pussy. He not only licks and sucks but I feel his teeth close down on my puffy flesh. I think about how glad I am that my husband freshly shaved my pussy last night.
He moves up again to lick my clit, but does not stop at that and captures it between his teeth and rubs his tongue hard against it and back and forth making me scream out in the intensity which I am not sure is pain or pleasure, but I love it.
All the while his hands are wandering up and over my butt cheeks and up and down my back, occasionally sliding down and rubbing the sides of my boobs that are squeazed to the side between us. His hands spread my cheeks and his fingertips on occasion pass lightly over my little puckered butt hole. I can only hope that is a sign that he likes to play there and will get to more of that.