We had been talking about it for weeks now. How would she handle a BBC. How would it feel. How would I feel. Well there was no turning back now. Here we were, in the city, in our hotel room. Ryan was here too, waiting for my wife to come out of the bathroom. She had gone in to change into something more comfortable than the tight black cocktail dress she had worn to dinner. Neither of us had long to wait to see what she was changing in to.
She walked out and twirled for us. She was wearing bright lingerie, a lacy red push up bra holding her perky B cups, and a lacy red thing. She wore garters too, something she knew i absolutely loved. She was dressed in my ideal lingerie, and it wasn't even for me. I watched as she went over and stood in front of Ryan.
He reached out and pulled her to him, his hands cupping her ass and he leaned in for a kiss. They kissed passionately and i felt my cock start to grow as I watched him squeeze her ass. They broke the kiss and he began to kiss her neck as he pulled her into his lap. She quickly straddled his lap and let him continue to explore her neck.
Her back arched as he slowly worked his way down her neck to her tits, cupped in that red lace. I watched as he reached behind her back and expertly undid her bra clasp with a flick of his fingers. Slowly, she shrugged her shoulders and the bra slipped down and was pulled off, exposing her tits to Ryan. He admired them before slowly and passionately kissing them, taking each nipple in his mouth and nibbling on them. She moaned as he slowly enjoyed her tits.
I watched as she started to grind on his lap. Ryan's attention to her tits was having the desired effect, Jessie was clearly very turned on. I watched as her hands went down between her legs and heard her unbuckle Ryan's belt and pull it through the loops. Then I heard a button being undone and a zipper being pulled. I watched as Ryan raised his ass and slid his pants down to his ankles. His ample bulge was briefly visible through his underwear before my wife's crotch was grinding on it and she was kissing him again.
I watched as soon Ryan applied some gentle pressure to my wife's shoulder's and she climbed off his lap as he spread his legs. Jessie got on her knees between them and placed her arms on his thighs. She looked up at Ryan with a hunger on her face as she traced the outline of his cock through his underwear. I watched as she hooked her fingers under the elastic and slowly pulled his underwear down. Ryan's thick black cock flopped out into her face. It seemed bigger than expected, even though we had both seen pictures of it.
Jessie looked at me as slowly picked up his hefty cock, slowly stroking it while we continued to stare into each other's eyes. Jessie held that contact as she opened her mouth and slowly lowered her mouth to take his head in. I watched as her tongue swirled around Ryan's head and her hand stroked up and down his thick shaft. She slowly worked his cock, taking more and more in with each bob of her head. It was mesmerizing. After a few minutes I saw Ryan move his hands to pick Jessie up on the floor and he led her to the bed.
Ryan laid Jessie down on her back and kissed her. He slowly worked his way down her body, pausing at her nipples for another nibble. I watched as he slowly kissed down her stomach while sliding her panties slowly down her thighs. She had put them on over top of the garter and thigh highs so those could stay on like I loved. He slowly slid the red lace thong down her thighs and off her legs and turned around and handed it to me.
I smelled it and could smell her sex. I turned my attention back to my wife and watched as Ryan slowly spread her legs revealing her sex. Her pussy glistened moist beneath the tuft of hair. Ryan traced a finger over her lips and she shuddered as he did so. Slowly, he parted her lips and slid first one finger, then a second into her dripping pussy. He slowly worked his fingers in and out while Jessie closed her eyes and moaned in pleasure.
