My kinkiest thrill is to make love to my wife Julie, knowing
she has just had sex with another man.
Recently I got up the courage to let her know of my desire.
Little did I know she would help me live out my dream. . . .
We have a neighbor who has always had his eye on Julie. One
night she went over to borrow something to complete our dinner
and when she returned she had a very odd look on her face. I
asked her what was wrong and got an instant hard-on after she
told me the story.
It seems Steve was wearing a short robe with nothing under it.
When he answered the door the robe parted and he took Julie's
hand and placed it on his **** and asked her if she wanted to
have a little fun in the bedroom.
I asked my wife how she had reacted to this come on, she told
me she had smiled at him and told him that she would have to
think about it first. I asked her what she wanted to do
and she answered, 'it was totally up to me.'
She asked if I would I like to make love to her knowing I'm
getting a freshly ****** ***** full of another man's ***? 'Would
I slide my tongue in her ***-filled **** and taste her, if she
went to bed with Steve? I immediately pulled out a very hard
**** from my pants as proof that I did indeed want to enjoy
sloppy seconds. We went to bed shortly after dinner and made
love like newlyweds.
While we were talking about what might happen, Julie painted a
picture in my mind of the taste and smell of Steve's *** in her
***** and how it would feel when I slid into her used opening.
The next evening Julie put on a short dress and a pair of sheer
panties and kissed me at the door as she departed. She reminded
me of how she would return and would expect me to kiss her
For the next two hours. I wondered what was taking place at
Steve's but when she returned home I could tell by her condition
she had been ********, ridden hard and sent away satisfied.
She slipped out of her dress and stood in her panties and hose.
She approached the bed and removed her *** soaked panties and
placed them under my nose. One whiff left no doubt in my mind she
had been royally ****** for the last two hours.
Julie had me sit up as she reclined and spread the lips of her
****. I saw Steve's *** leak from her freshly ****** slit. I
got between her legs and licked and sucked her sloppy **** until
she begged me to stop.
She whispered the whole story of what had happened. When Steve
opened the door it didn't take him long to get out of his
clothes and remove her dress and panties.
He got very excited and during a passionate sixty-nine session--
he had tried to *** in her mouth, but she wanted him to *** in
her *****. Julie let me know he had *** in her ***** twice and
then came the surprise -- once in her ***.
I asked her why she returned so soon and she said she wanted to
give me a taste of her used ***** to see it I liked it.
For the next two hours I ****** Julie every which way but loose.
It was the thought of getting sloppy seconds which kept me hard.
Hard enough for three blastoffs. The thought of my **** splash-
ing around in a ***** which was well creamed my another was too
much. Just before I came the last time I made Julie promise to
see Steve again. She said she was already looking forward to it.