My Wife Has Never been with another Man!
W hen I was in my mid twenties, I had a good friend that was married to a wonderful woman and they had two kids just like my wife and I. She had beautiful long red hair, fair skin, beautiful blue eyes, and an athletic body. She was a water skier and had an incredible pair of legs and a marvelous ***. I was an avid runner, clocking 60+ miles each week and being fairly recent back from the war was addicted to adrenaline. I was a big risk taker, doing almost anything for a rush. I think that was part of her attraction to me. Her husband was a soft spoken very nice fellow but always played it safe. Our families had meals together, went out together and frequently played cards. During the card games she and I would play footsie together. The flirting got very intense and we would get really turned on to each other. After a few drinks, we got more and more brave even fondling one another when someone would go pee. Either she or I would sneak in a grope or two. This went on for a couple years. Sometimes we would run into each other in a neighborhood store or somewhere, and go have a few firey moments alone in a torrid passionate tryst in an automobile. We kissed and fondled and felt each other up, but never went all the way. She was very hot but also very afraid to let that out of the tube because there was no way we were going to be able to put it back. God, I was so infatuated with what I could not have. It was maddening for both of us. She use to, take me out, and put me between her legs up against her panties and we would do a little dry hump and nearly loose control. Somehow one of us would always stop it before it was consummated. It was the most exciting/frustrating experience I ever had.
Her husband and I had become good friends being as we both had hotrods. We worked on them together every week so we could drive them on the weekends. I was really into the spontaneous street race that lasted about a block or so. You know the kind where a new Corvette or Mustang pulls up beside you at a red light.
Anyway one day we were working on my car at his house and he goes into the house for a few minutes. After while, he comes back out with a couple cokes and we start putting the heads back on the engine. He says to me, "My wife has never been with another man." "Oh really?" I said back, "its not because she couldn't if she wanted to, she's an incredibly hot, beautiful woman." "Yeah I know, but she just never met anyone she wanted to do it with before, until now." I gulped and began to sweat as I tightened the nuts. "She wants to do it with you ", he said. I just laughed it off. "No, I'm serious", he said. "She wants too and its okay with me!" (Wow when did they have time to do all this talking it must have been going on for some time) "You're full of **** ", I replied. "No, really," he acted kind of hurt. I laid down my wrench and looked at him. "You go get her to come out here and I want to hear her say that in front of both of us." He turned and ran back into the house returning with her in tow seconds later. "Tell him, go ahead and tell him." "I want to do it with you," she said. "Do what with me," I asked. "Have sex," she said. I was speechless, I did not know whether to run away or jump for joy. "It's okay with him', she said indicating her Husband. "Are ya'll sure about this", I asked. "Yes absolutely," they replied in unison." "Well when?", I queried. "Right now," he replied. "I'll take the kids for a ride and we'll be gone about an hour, we'll take the loop around town." I was dumfounded and did not want to seem over anxious. "Well if ya'll are sure about this?", "We are", she said, anticipating my question. They went back in the house and gather up the kids and he took off.‘I gotta clean up a bit", I told her as we walked into the house. I went into the bathroom and started a shower. I dropped my clothes and stepped in and began to wash. "I can’t believe this is really happening", I heard her say. "I’ve been waiting for this a long time, she continued. "Are you sure about this?" I asked. "Oh yes’ she said as she opened up the curtain, "How about you?" "To tell you the truth it caught me a little off guard" "Oh do you not want to?", she asked. "More than anything, you go on in the bedroom and get ready." I lingered in the shower to let her anticipation build. When I had all the grease and sweat off and smelled like soap instead of car parts I rinsed and pulled back the curtain. She had left. I reached for the towel and stepped out to finish drying. When I turned she was sitting on the bed looking at me still dressed. I hung the towel up and approached her. She jumped up and ran into the next room. "What’s wrong?" I asked. "I’m very nervous’, she said. I stepped to her and touched her hair, she was shaking. "It will be alright" I said "just take a deep breath". I got closer and ran my hand on the back of her head kissing her cheek. She responded turning her head and our lips met ever so gently. She took another deep breath, we were on familiar ground. We had been practicing kissing for well over a year. Slowly I slipped off her shirt and bra and we tightened our embrace. Her bare breasts against my chest her hands slid down and clutched my firm runner’s buttocks, she squeezed. With her other hand she undid her shorts and they fell to the floor, no underwear. Immediately her hands flew down to cover her. I laughed at her shyness, as I stood there sticking out and up at about sixty degrees. She could have hung off that thing. We moved back to the bed and stood a moment our legs touched, our abdomens touched, our chests pressed together, our lips locked together. I looked into her sea blue eyes and our souls met once more. My erect **** pressed against her thigh were it meets her torso. I leaned and falling back, we surrendered ourselves to the support of the mattress. Lying there I felt her body on mine her soft skin, her toned muscles, her smell, together we breathed the same breath as we extended our kiss, her flaming red hair covered us. My hands were on her back and butt as we lie there totally exposed for the first time. Her bush was on my stomach, our feet massaged each others without plan, in that moment we were in bliss and the best was yet to come.
We continued to kiss and I grew ever harder. I could feel her wetness on my leg as she slid down and enveloped me with her lips I thought I was going to pass out, I’d never been harder. I held handfuls of her hair and smelled it while she worked on me. After a while we rolled over and I got my first look at the most phenomenal ***** to this day I have ever seen. It had a healthy red bush and big pink lips. It was the largest most beautiful labia that hung a good inch or two out of her. "Wow, they are beautiful." I told her. "I was afraid you would not like them", she said so softly". "Are you kidding , I love them they are so incredible." They tasted like honey, this was too good to be true. I lapped them up and sucked on them as she moaned. I took both of her engourged labia into my mouth using my tongue gently on her sensitive parts until she directed me to go a little harder. I sucked on those lips and ****. Within seconds she tightened all her muscles getting flush from head to toe and let go a groan as she burst into a monstrous series of *******. We rested a few minutes, me lying with my face on her tummy. When her breathing returned to normal, I glanced at the clock my face was covered in her eruption. We had another 15 possibly 20 minutes before the kids would come bursting through the door. She pulled me up and we kissed again. Her hand searched me out and guided me into her. She was soaked and I slid into her effortlessly. Man, was she hot in there, and those lips made my **** feel a foot long as I withdrew before the next thrust. Her lips would cling to me as I pulled out, giving me lots of extra stroke. It was magical. As our time grew short she surrendered again and again as wave after wave of passion passed through her. I managed a double in that short time. I never got soft between them and the passion was so strong that the second one came easily, as she begged me to let her have it. We rested, then showered together quickly, having one more thrill, bent over in the tub. Then we had a final rinse and got out. I dressed quickly and she said he would be wanting some when he got home, so we kissed goodbye, she climbed under the sheet, and I walked out the door a very hard but satisfied man. We continued seeing each other like that, and on the side for six years. We never grew tired or bored with each other. We even did some swinging together, sharing spouses, but that’s another story.