Disclaimer: If you only like reading realistic things, please don't read this. This is just a work of fiction. All characters are pure imagination. Everybody is over 18 years old.
I must thank justchick who edited my text.
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My wife Heidi is a real knock-out. She is a very pretty blond with a beautiful mouth and shiny green eyes. She has the tall athletic body of a swimmer, with wide hips and the sexiest long muscular pair of legs I had ever seen. I am really very proud of her.
I was sure we had all the reasons in the world to have a very happy marriage. But everything changed that night we both came back quite drunk from a party. I was very horny, so I screwed my wife on the first carpet I've found when we entered in our house. To my surprise, after we finished she started crying. I asked her what was going on, but she didn't want to answer. We went silently in our bed. But we couldn't sleep at all. I felt she had something to share with me but she didn't know where to begin.
Finally, my wife told me a secret I was not aware of. She always had a problem about climaxing during intercourse with me. Simply, my penis is not big enough to fill her willing womanly depths. She would fake a climax and was good at it, because she never reached one since we married, except by masturbating with big dildos. She said she would masturbate after I went to sleep or went home. I also confessed to her that I started playing with my cock many years ago and I loved to watch. She promised she would allow me to wank myself while another man is screwing her. I told her I would love to watch her masturbate and even satisfied by a better endowed man.
After a lot of talking (during the whole next week), we both agreed to try a sharing session. She said she must be in charge. We choose a safe word in case one of us couldn't face the challenge we had to deal with.
The most important thing was who we shall start with. We had to find a young, tender and discreet male. I told her I've heard rumours that my friend Mike has a big dick and I was sure he would be glad to have some hot memories about her. She also knew he was ogling over her ass, as she often caught his eyes glued to her body. The very next morning we decided to invite him to pay us a visit.
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Heidi tried to look as sexy as possible, but not provocative like a whore. She wears black framed glasses. Her light hair was falling on her wide shoulders. Her short tight black skirt, a revealing sleeveless white blouse and a diamond piercing in her nose made her look very attractive. Her suit barely covered her enticing full breasts.
When she went into the living room I noticed Mike looking down at the black high heels that she was wearing. Heidi sat on the couch with her long legs crossed. She began stroking her thigh and calf muscles, complaining about how sore she was from running. He could see all the way up her shapely legs, past her lovely tanned thighs. He said that efforts to stay in shape can be easily seen.
"Do you think so?" she asked blushing like she was shy.
"Every man could agree with me" he answered with a very small grin. Heidi quickly snaked her arms fast around his neck to kiss him thankfully. He didn't move at all. Maybe he didn't know how to act, due to my presence there. Before understanding what was going on, she kissed his lips.
"You are so nice to tell me that, Mike!"
She smiled at him and leaned forward to give him a better view of her wide cleavage.
"So you really like my legs, aren't you?"
He stood silent. Obviously, he didn't expect this behavior from my wife, especially with me on the same couch. I decided to help her teasing him a bit more. "I bet he would like to see more."
Heidi at last turned toward me, very slowly looking me up and down. She removed her glasses and put them in my hand to take care of them. She bit her lower lip and returned her attention on Mike. He was telling us how hard was for him to cancel the appointment with his fiancee, because
"Mike, I want to ask you something, and I hope you will answer me honestly."
"Is she jealous?"
"Who?"
"Could you please pay more attention to my words, instead of my tits?"
"Heidi, please, stop it!"
Heidi uncrossed her legs to change their position. It was obvious they were catching his eyes.
"Yes, she is really jealous!"
"But you should tell her you were going to visit us!"
"I did tell her, that's the problem!"
"So does she think she has reasons to be jealous on me? But I am way older than she is!"
Mike was now really cornered. How could he tell to my buxom wife she didn't look damn hot? But how could he do that with me sitting in the same room with them?
"Actually, you are very pretty. I mean... you're really gorgeous... . Tall, way more physically fit than her... not to mention your breasts...".
"Wow! That's nice! Are your fiancee's tits bigger than mine, Mike?"
He blushed a little and replied nothing.
"You promissed to be honest!"
"Yeah...Err, I mean ... at least what I could see of them."
"Why don't you take a better look? You could check it by yourself... You need to be sure what you are talking about."
She took his hands and pressed them against her breasts. Mike was stunned. He looked at me and asked "Rick, could you tell me what the fuck is going on here?"
I replied plainly "Just talk to my wife, please! I agree with everything she says and everything she asks you for!"
"So you also think I should measure her breasts with my own hands?"
"This is exactly what she told you!"
Then he asked her "You think you're pretty hot stuff don't you?"
"Am I not?" Her voice was filled with self confidence.
Mike stood staring at the gorgeous looking melons for a few more seconds and then reached out and grabbed her right tit and knowingly squeezed it. His hand seemed to get its own life and senses, nourished from her hot flesh.
They didn't seem to care about my presence in the same room with them anymore.
"Are your fiancee's tits bigger than those, Mike? Why don't you lick my nipples? They are so sweet... so ripe!"
He didn't answer, because he was much too busy to free her perfect mounds with his excited trembling hands. She leant forward, her hard breasts swung in front of his willing mouth. She pulled his head to her breast saying "I want you to suck my nipple. You may also bite it a little if you want to." He began suck and lick her pink large areolas while her long fingers were stroking his head.
"You didn't answer my question, Mike!" she squealed.
"What question?" he managed to whisper, while being busy working over her large tits.
"Do my tits best your fiancee's? They really do, don't they?"
"Of course they do! You could be sure about that!" he groaned. His right hand slide between her rich thighs. "And those legs of yours are the most beautiful I've ever put my hands on!"
"Do you think my pussy is wet enough? You are too shy, Mike. Why don't you tell Rick that his wife's pussy is craving for your cock?"
Mike dared to speak "Rick, I think your wife really needs to be hammered! Should I do as she wants?"
