A reader requested plotline. You engage in an adulterous fuck with your ex-Girlfriend, only to be caught by your wife, but to your surprise she joins in…
- $name1 – Your wife’s name
- $name2 – Your ex-Girlfriend’s name
My wife $name1 and I shared a relaxed marriage. Perhaps to an extreme at times. She was a beautiful woman with blue eyes, brunette hair, an inch taller than me, her skin tone was not pale, and more like white. Her stunning tits were full DD, and her thighs were dreamy.
We married young, I was 21, and my wife was 20, and I had raised the possibility that for that reason, we had not built a tense home; this might be subject to change.
I hoped to the highest degree that it would not. After work I made the decision to go straight home, however, as I was about to take my car and drive away, someone wrote. Facebook, a message.
I would have never imagined that.
The name on the screen was that of an old flame, someone I hadn’t seen in years.
An ex-girlfriend, her name was $name2. I held the phone in surprise and excitement. I texted her back, anxious to hear more from her. I was writing to her from behind the wheel of my car.
Minutes before I had been thinking about going home to my wife, now I was writing to $name2 with my heart pounding and a big smile on my face. I knew immediately that I would have to see her.
I remembered what $name2 looked like, but that wasn’t enough. Her pictures showed a woman of breathtaking beauty. She was blonde, with brown eyes, three or four inches shorter than me, which made her light for certain things, she had small tits, but a luscious, toned ass.
$name2 like $name1 was in her early 20’s, well into her late 20’s, and the same skin tone.
She seemed as excited to talk to me as I was to talk to her. We arranged to meet again, and I suggested a nearby café-restaurant. We could grab a bite to eat and catch up. I started the engine, I would no longer be going home.
That could wait.
I would go see $name2, and my member gave a twitch. Yes, it was what I had to do. When I arrived at the place, $name2 was already there. I adopted my best smile, one that I would dedicate to her, it was a sincere smile, and my eyes, went to her small tits.
I bit my lip. My wife’s breasts were large, but $name2’s pair I could easily take them into my mouth completely and play with them… My imagination was running wild, or was it my memories?
“It never crossed my mind that I would see you today, $name2. You look beautiful…” I greeted her by giving her an arm.
She smiled and hugged me tightly. I could feel her breath on my neck, and I shivered. All the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. I wondered if I should tell $name1 about this encounter and no immediate answer came to mind.
I opted to find out what happened next. My ex-girlfriend and I talked as if the passage of time had not occurred.
We had the same banter, the same topics, but expanded and everything was even more interesting. $name2 was a talkative woman.
She was easy to talk to, her laughter was contagious. She tried as much as possible to touch my hand, to hit my arm…
She was sitting on the other side of the table, and she managed to reach me. Everything was flowing as I feared it would, and I was scared, however, my cock was not. In fact, if I got up from the table, everyone present would be able to see my erection.
I winced as I realized that it was not simple to sit there in front of $name2 without reaching under her blouse, while the second hand was under her skirt massaging her clitoris.
No, it wasn’t that simple. I had to do something, and fast. I wasn’t sure if I was imagining it because of the urge I had to pounce on her, but $name2’s eyes were sparkling. She was running her tongue across her lips from time to time. I wanted to act.
“$name2, I could take you home if you like…” I suggested.
“Or, we could go to yours…” She replied looking at me with ardor. She didn’t know I was married?
“Oh… Well…” I said as I thought. $name1 would be home? I recapped what we had talked about that morning, and it was likely not.
“Alright,” I said. And we almost ran to my car.
$name2 did not stop her hands. While I was driving, she was rubbing my very hard cock over my pants. I was sweating, nervous, we could have an accident.
I couldn’t concentrate on what I was doing. I was giving her nervous looks, but maybe she was seeing it as excitement. I must say it was a mixed bag.
Finally, we arrived home. Before opening the door I checked to make sure $name1 wasn’t home, as $name2 had been very horny on the way there. I asked her if she knew I was married, as she kept touching me and pulling me to her. She responded by nodding her head with a smoldering look on her face.
My wife was not at home. I kissed $name2 placing both hands on her face.
She sighed almost relieved at what I had just done. We were inside the house, but it was not wise to stay there in the middle of the living room.
We went to the bedroom, I felt a little bad about that, yet $name2’s kisses made me forget about it quickly. $name2’s office clothes went flying through the air.
She was wearing lingerie underneath that made me even hornier. Matching black thongs with a lacy black bra. Had she planned this? I didn’t dismiss it entirely.
Kissing her took me back to my high school years, and I immediately threw her on the bed, as my tongue ran over the most delicious corners of her body, starting with her small tits.
I sucked and sucked them into my mouth, as she clung to my head and moaned. It was a sound I didn’t know I missed from her. Then I let only my tongue wander over her nipples, which were hard.
I took that flesh deep into my mouth as my hands did their thing, going to her cave. $name2 moaned and rolled her eyes, I was ready to make her scream.
The clothes were extra, I removed both hers and mine, and we frolicked on the bed, while she let me lick her, and rub her in specific spots.
My hand intruded into her pussy, which was already wet, and I masturbated her as I watched her go from moaning to screaming as I had wished. I did this until she squirmed even more on my marriage bed, her head going from side to side.
After a few seconds, I withdrew my hand. She pouted, but that had been the idea. I positioned myself on top of her, and aimed my erect cock, about to detonate, at her pussy, she spread her legs wider and I penetrated her.
It was a nimble movement, and I was inside her ready to ram her properly. At that instant, the bedroom door opened and $name1 walked in. She looked shocked.
I was fucking $name2, my high school sweetheart, and my wife was watching me do it.
I stopped in my tracks, but great was my surprise when $name1 began to take off her clothes. My heart had not yet calmed down, yet she did not ask for explanations.
$name2’s expression was a strange mixture of pleasure and embarrassment, yet $name1 joined us.
My wife reached the bed, and I separated from $name2. $name1 kissed her, and grabbed her breasts.
My eyes couldn’t understand what was happening, and I just let myself go. I picked $name2 up and put her on all fours on the bed, and $name1 as well.
Their asses were at my disposal, and I continued to fuck $name2, all the while sticking a finger in my wife’s pussy. My thrusts drove $name2 forward, but that didn’t stop her from kissing $name1 lewdly, their tongues were clearly visible and inflated my momentum even more.
I gripped $name2’s hips tightly, as I pulled my fingers out of $name1’s pussy. I penetrated her harder, as she was in ecstasy. She could no longer kiss $name1.
She was screaming, impossible for my wife to kiss her, but I did touch her breasts. Suddenly I stopped and it was $name1’s turn. Her pussy was as wet or even wetter than $name2’s pussy.
The whole situation delighted my wife. She might ask me later, but I knew not now.
They resumed kissing, while I fucked her moving in circles. $name2 was letting my wife kiss her, and she was very aroused.
Her pussy was dripping. They kissed until $name1 lost control and moaned much louder than $name2.
I intensified my onslaught injecting her with more speed. After a few seconds, $name2 settled in front of $name1, and she ate her pussy voraciously.
Seeing that, I felt like I would come, but I couldn’t do it. Not yet. I had to hold on, it was a priority.
And so I did, I endured the sight. $name1 was thrusting her tongue into $name2’s center; her tongue could be seen darting in and out. She was directing it towards $name2’s clitoris, and there she was moving it masterfully.
I knew what $name1 could do with that tongue. $name2 was rolling her eyes, and I was helping by fucking my wife hard. Her beautiful ass was quite a show for me, in addition to what the two women were offering me.
On that occasion, $name2 came hard, the liquid shooting out onto my wife’s face. She continued to lick, driving $name2 crazy.
For my part, I was giving $name1 hard, and she without stopping licking, came in turn. Her pussy bathed my cock. It was time for a change. I had endured, and I would continue to do so until the time came.
On the floor, we had more room, and I lay there while $name2 sat on my cock, and my wife on my face. I devoured my wife’s pussy with great expertise, it was a delectable pussy.
I used my tongue, my lips to suck accordingly, giving that pussy I had enjoyed so much and continued to enjoy so much. $name2 was riding me like mad.
Her hips were swaying, and my cock was enjoying her movements. My mouth was eating $name1’s pussy, and between the two of them, they made a big noise in our house.
$name2 reached out a hand to grab $name1’s ass, and she turned her head to see $name2 and give her a voluptuous look. They both came for the second time as they looked at each other.
$name2 lifted herself up enough so that all the spurt that came out of her pussy sprayed out, she was moving her hips automatically and moaning even with her eyes closed, then she pushed my cock back into her pussy.
$name1 wet my face, and I drank it all in. She rubbed her pussy in my mouth involuntarily.
I let out a moan, followed by a grunt as I felt my balls jerk. I was about to come, and $name1 knew it.
Truth be told, they both knew it, and they pulled away to position themselves kneeling on the floor to receive my release.
I wanted it to go down, painting them both white, and I succeeded. My cum landed on both of their faces, and in $name1’s case, on her tongue as well.
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