Hello, based on some comments I've received on some of my stories I wanted to place this disclaimer. There is no disease in the World of my characters. They have an open marriage in which they Love to discover new erotica with each other and share erotica with others. No one is leaving anyone. No one is mad at anyone. They are happy with their lives.
If you don't like reading about a husband and wife having fun, exploring new experiences with other, partners, etc..., then PLEASE STOP HERE. Because quite honestly, no one wants to hear your troll comments about the sanctity of marriage, blah, blah, blah. If you believe in that so much, then don't read a "Loving Wife" story. Whew, now that that is off my chest...ENJOY!
On another note, this one is a bit longer than most of mine because I wanted to give you the atmosphere leading up to the erotic moments and not just a wham-bam story.
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Susan and I woke up the next day wondering if we had really done what we thought we had done the night before. Agreeing that we had, we both got ready for a new day. We were going to just relax by the pool today, drinking cocktails and ordering poolside all afternoon.
I decided that a shower was in order before breakfast, which was on the way to the room, so I jumped in, remembering the night before and spending a little extra time washing my cock and balls.
The doorbell rang and I heard Susan tell the houseboy thank you. I asked if that was breakfast and Susan responded 'yes'.
I was just finishing up in the shower when my hot little wife opened the door and stepped in to join me. Now, this isn't totally unusual, but this morning, she had a surprise for me. She had ordered bagels and lox for breakfast, but had whipped up the cream cheese and presented me with cream cheese covered tits.
She knew I liked her tits covered in things like chocolate, honey, liqueurs and such, but also knew that white, creamy liquids turned me on the most. I guess it just looked like a cock had just cum all over them and it turned me on. I guess another part of it was, well, she knew that I ate my own cum sometimes and even on a couple of occasions, she let me cum on her tits and clean it off with my tongue. She said that really turned her on.
"You like?" Susan asked innocently.
"You know I do." I responded, now rubbing the cream all over her tits.
I then bent over and began "cleaning" her up, paying close attention to her nipples, which as you recall, went right to her clit.
"I still can't believe last night." She moaned.
"Me neither." I agreed.
"Did it really turn you on? I mean knowing that another man was watching us and jacking off to our little show?" She pressed.
"You know it did." I replied, still licking and sucking. "And he wasn't watching 'our' show honey, he was watching YOUR show. You know, how you innocently held these tits out of the water in the beginning to tease him. Then how you continued to jack me off when he returned from the bathroom. Then how you sensually sucked my cock. And finally, when you let me cum all over those tits and then rubbed it in...Yeah, he was watching THAT show baby."
"So, you think he wanted to cum all over these big titties baby?" She asked.
"I know so you little tease." I responded.
"Well then, if he had, would you be doing what you're doing now honey? Would you be cleaning his nasty, thick, white cum off my titties with your mouth and tongue like a good little boy?" She pressed.
I was hard as steel now, with that visual going through my mind. That big cock spewing a huge load on these tits and me, cleaning it up. It was gross, but I couldn't help my fetish and she knew it.
"Yes." Is all I could say. I spun Susan around and bent her over so she was holding onto the bench in the shower. I plunged my cock deep into her and began fucking her pussy for all it was worth. Long, hard, deliberate strokes, meant to get her off quickly.
"And YOU." I said. "THIS is what YOU wanted isn't it? That big cock, shoved up your pussy to the hilt. Hitting places that have never been reached before except for your big dildo.
"Yes." Is all SHE could say, knowing that I knew.
"And think of that load he blew baby. Think how that would have felt, shooting up against the back of that pussy of yours, then continuing to fill you up until it had no where to go but to ooze out between his cock and your pussy. His balls would be covered in his cum and your pussy juices. Would YOU clean HIM up?" I took nasty to a new level now.
"Yes you fucker!" Susan screamed. "I'd let him fuck my pussy, cum in my pussy and then I'd clean our combined juices off his balls and his huge cock."
Then she came in an Earth shattering orgasm and as she came, she continued..."Then I'd kiss YOU deeply so you could taste it all!"
I was just ready to blow my load, but I pulled out instead.
"Why didn't you cum?" Susan asked, confused.
"I'm saving this worked up load for tonight." I responded.
"What's happening tonight?" She asked.
"Maybe nothing. But I have a hunch that our big cock friend is going to want to watch another porn show tonight." I replied with a smile.
Susan smiled back.
After our shower and breakfast, we did a little shopping, then ended up at the pool around 1:30 PM. Susan wore a brand new skimpy suit she had bought that morning. It was an all black thing which really showed off her awesome tan. A very short bottom, which came just above her pussy and cupping her pert little ass perfectly. The top was not a push up or push together top (her tits didn't need that anyway), it just let her beautiful tits hang naturally. While it wasn't translucent like the suit she wore in the hot tub, it left nothing to the imagination non the less.
By this time, we were hungry again, so waded up to the swim up bar and found two open seats. Wayne, the bartender was great and kept the drinks flowing with just the right timing, giving us water and soda at the right time so that we wouldn't get drunk, but kept a healthy buzz. That's the sign of a great bartender. I'm sure he also paid close attention to us so he could keep an eye on Susan's breasts!
A game of water volleyball was being played at the other end of the pool, and on second glance, I noticed our new friend John was on one of the teams. One of his team mates came up to the bar to grab some beers and gave Susan a second and third look. She gave him a nice smile back and he waded off to join his friends. I could tell that he was telling them all about Susan as they began to look in our direction. John caught my eye and I wasn't sure if he was going to ignore me or not. He immediately waved and swam over to us.
"Hey you two!" John said, shaking my hand and giving Susan a hug.
This was great I thought. He certainly wasn't shy or bashful and it was like we were old friends.
"Hey back to YOU!" Susan acknowledged. "We weren't sure if we'd see you again."
"Yeah." John continued. "They gave us the afternoon off and we're all golfed out, so we thought we'd just kick back at the pool."
"Those your coworkers?" I asked.
"Yeah, those are my coworkers...For better or worse. Sorry if they were staring at you Susan." John said apologizingly.
