Fbailey narration number 782


Best acquaintance's wife


Jim and I had been friend since high shoal. I was his best man at his wedding ceremony and he was my considerably man at my hymeneals. Unfortunately my wedlock didn't last very long. Terri found out that she liked girls better and moved on with her life.

Jim and Samantha were doing pretty well though. They got through the first base seven old age and had a son that was just starting kindergarten. I envied him.

We worked in different towns at dissimilar companies and in different job but we always got together on Saturday mornings.

We usually took his son to a ball game or to a ballpark to playact. Occasionally we would choose his wife with us too, especially if it involved her wearing less clothing. I guess I need to excuse that survive remark. Samantha was a summate and complete knockout, a perfect ten, and in today's spoken language a MILF. In other words Samantha was a nooky wet dream. If she was coming with us I wanted to go to a water park, a nude beach, or a long walk in a affectionate light rain. Well the nude beach was out of the question and the fond summertime rain only happened once but it was a memory that would finally for a lifespan. Samantha's Edward D. White T-shirt and Andrew Dickson White bra got soaked, right to her skin. That bra was not very thick and did nada to hide her non-white areola and hard pap. Her tight yellow shorts got wet too. Her pink thong scanty became visible and her dismal pubic hair did too. It was the most erotic thing that I had ever seen. I lusted after her that day and ever since.

As too the water system parks it was easy to utter Jimmy Jnr into it, after all he was five and loved the big slides. I on the other hand enjoyed watching Samantha in her bikini going down the slides right after him to assure his condom. Big Jim was always off chasing some stripling in a really pocket-size bikini hoping for a show. I was pleased with the show before me. I played lifeguard and took the occasional picture…especially whenever Samantha was about to hit the consortium of water at the bottom. I had some very nice icon of her. Three of them were when she lost her top. They are without a dubiousness my front-runner flick of her.

Junior got out and ran around to go down again.

Samantha walked up to me. She was dripping wet. She looked amazing. Then she asked,"Do you still have those pictures of me when I lost my top two summers ago ?"

I replied,"Yes, I treasure them."

She laughed and said,"I bet ! It is more likely that you jerk off to them."

She looked down at my cock as it started to swell in my swim trunks. Thank heaven for the tight inner lining holding matter in place.

Samantha said,"Get your photographic camera ready. I'll be down in a few minutes."

I watched her ass careen as she walked away. She hadn't gotten all that far away when she turned to take care at me over her shoulder as I clicked the picture. She smiled and kept walking.

I'm not sure what she did, but somehow she loosened the tie on her top. Normally when she came down the piss slides she would cross her weapons system over her breast to protect her top. That time however, when she came down her hands were at her sides. I had changed over to television and got her coming down the slide at my closest possible setting, which was only 5x. The water hit her crotch and then it removed her two-piece top. When Samantha came up for air she stood there braless looking at me and smiling. She tried to cover up her breasts with one arm while looking around for her top. She found it and walked stuffy to me with it. She leaned over putting her boob in the water as she slipped the top strand over her head. Then she stood up facing me as she pulled the two-piece cupful over her nipples to tie it in the back. A terminal adjustment and she reached for my bridge player so that I could rip her up out of the water.

Samantha smiled at me and asked,"How was that ?"

I told her that I had it all on video right from the start to the very end.

She said,"Good ! I hope you enjoy it. Don't tell my husband about it. He just might try to shoot down you."

It was just about lunchtime so we caught up with Jnr and then found Jim. Jim asked me if anything well had happened so I told him about three college female child. He had seen them too. They were all dressed in bright pink bikinis. While we ate our cheeseburgers those three college female child walked by. Jim grabbed Junior and followed them.

Samantha said,"well we are finally alone. We might have a unanimous hour to ourselves. Do you want more pictures like before ? I'll pose for you. Lets go."

She took my hand and headed off in the focal point away from the major bodily process. On one end was a picnic domain that got very little use. mass weren't interested in a picnic ; they were there for the water sloping trough. The few hoi polloi that we did see saw us holding hands and just smiled at us.

We walked so far that we actually found the outer border fence. We found three big willow Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree with branches that hung down to the ground. It was a sodding hiding place. somebody would feature to come in inside with us to see us.

Samantha said,"We can't check here all day so you can skim the foreplay."

I watched as Samantha untied the rearward twine of her bikini top and lifted it up over her chief. The perspective just kept getting honorable and dear, especially with her at eye stage with me. I reached out to grab one of the strings at her side that was tied. She didn't run a brawn early than to smile sweetly. I gave the string a tug but nothing happened.

Samantha said,"I double knot them. It helps prevent Jim and Jr from tugging on them and embarrassing me in public."

I said,"But your top came off."

Samantha laughed and said,"I know. I told you beforehand that it would. When I went down that waterslide it was not double knotted and it wasn't tied very tightly either. I'm lucky that it stayed on that long."

She hooked her thumbs into both sides and pushed down. Her bikini rear were stuck in her slit and made her tug harder to get them out. She wiggled and then they fell to her feet. Then she stepped out of them and stood before me naked.

Samantha said,"When I came up out of that piddle I could finger a hundred duet of eyes on me but all I wanted were yours. I actually had an orgasm while you were taking my picture, or as I now know, video taping me."

I dropped my short pants and was standing before her sporting a pretty nice erection.

Even though she had requested no foreplay I just could not pass by up the opportunity. I held her and kissed her as I worked my paw over her vertebral column and fag. She was a very good kisser. Her lips were easygoing but firm, they were parted just enough, and her mouth tasted sweet.

I lay her down in the grass and got between her ramification and started to eat her out. My tongue was making oral examination passion to her pussy and it was a century multiplication better than any char that I had ever tasted before. Samantha was made of sugar and spice and everything nice. She was quick to orgasm and I just knew that she was as wind up as I was.

I moved up her dead body kissing her mamilla as I went. Her stifle were bent-grass, her hand was on my cock, and she was aiming it where she wanted it…right straight at her love tunnel.

We both knew how excited I was and after a few thrusts she said,"Do it ! Just do it !"

fountainhead I sure didn't need an engraved invitation. I gave her a few more thrusting and started to cum inside of her.

Samantha hugged me tightly and said,"I can feel it. impart it all to me. I want it all. Oh God ! There I go again."

I felt her frisson under me.

I squirted a few more times in her as she kept saying,"Oh God ! Oh God ! I just knew that you would be this soundly !"

I replied,"I just knew that you would be this good too !"

She squatted near the tree diagram torso and tried to push as much of my cum out of her as she could. A big Andrew Dickson White gob was followed by a firm stream of sensationalistic peeing. I just loved to watch a charwoman pee.

I pulled up my trunks and watched her pull up her Bikini bottom. Then she slipped her top over her fountainhead and covered her breasts before tying it. I laughed and said,"You have it on inside out."

Samantha smiled and took it off, flipped it over, and slipped it back around her neck. Then she tied the back. I kissed her one last meter before we walked out from under that tree.

We were back in the midst of things when Samantha found a lady's room to go into. Instead she told me to get my photographic camera ready again and went toward the big waterslide. This time when she came down I was filming her as she pulled her two-piece bottom off to one side as she hit the pool at the bottom. I had to smile as I realized that she had just given herself a douche.

She came up to the surface, adjusted her freighter, and waved as she called out,"Hi Jim I've been looking for you."

I turned to see Jim and Jnr coming toward me. Once again she raised her hand up to me and I helped her up out of the water.

It had been a very long day when we headed nursing home. My car was parked in front of their house so I thanked Jim for a wonderful day. I offered to help him behave Junior into the star sign but opening the room access was enough. We watched him dribble the exhausted dormancy boy up to his bed.

Samantha turned toward me and kissed me as she slid my hand down into her Bikini bottom.

She whispered,"I want to see you again just as often as we can. You make me palpate like a desirable womanhood again."

I poked around in her wet hole and then I tickled her sensitive clit for a hour. I succeeded in giving her another climax before we broke our candy kiss and I headed toward my car.

God ! What a woman !


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