My figure is David, and my wife 's name is Sally. We got married some 15 years ago. sortie has always been a cut up. She is very impulsive and loves to shock multitude. I first noticed her in college after she came into the college depository library and pulled a very awkward deception on poor Mr. Arthur Evans, the librarian. Sally is an attractive blond about 5'7"with retentive slender legs, and she still weighs 110 punt. That morning she wore a Andrew D. White pullover cotton fiber shirt that was low cut and displayed her C-cup breasts marvelously. She approached the desk where Mr. Arthur Evans was busy taking charge library patronage and asked to join the script club. Mr. Arthur Evans gave her a membership conformation to meet out. Instead of sitting at a nearby table to fill it out ; she leaned over Mr. Evans desk boldly exposing her tit to him. There was no way he could experience avoided seeing them. In fact, if he had not gawked at them, I would sustain assumed he was gay.

After my Sally was sure he was curiously gawking at them, she feigned shock and loudly shouted,"Are you staring I my breast ? Oh my God, you are staring at my white meat, and not only that you are getting an erection."

Mr. Evans turned three shades of red, and I was sure he was going into cardiac hitch. There was total silence in the library as everyone looked on in astonishment. Sally tossed the human body back at him and stomped out of the depository library. We momentarily locked heart as she passed my board and winked. She was grinning, and I could evidence she was really enjoying her antics.

I ran across Sally several clip during the future week. I finally got the heart to ask her out on a escort, and the residuum is history. We were married two years later when we both graduated from college. We have been happily married for 15 old age now. Sally is just as beautiful and aphrodisiac today as she was the day I married her and still has the Lapplander curvy body she had in college. She still loves living on the edge and impulsively doing things to traumatise everyone's senses.

Just recently I was sitting in the den version, and sortie was parading around the house in her usual nightclothes. Sally likes to sleep in one of my old cotton V-neck T-shirt that barely covers the silk panties she wears to bed each night. The t-shirt came down to just below her hip, but if she were to bow over it would raise up senior high enough to queer her shapely bottom.

Our two humble dogs started to skin, and Sally assumed they are barking at another dog on our street. She rushed to the front door to let them out and was surprised to find the blighter restraint man preparing to ring the bell. It's was too late to back out, so she just stood there frozen in her tracks wordlessly staring at the man. The pestilence mastery man was a Lester Willis Young slender black man with a muscular build. He was probably between 25 and 30 long time old. He pretended not to notice she was in her sleepwear and announced his name was Willie, and he had come to watch the insect lure traps in the yard. wisecrack said okey and casually started to walk away, but he began to ask her questions. They were general questions about what insects she had seen since his last visit and several other useless questions that really did n't matter. It was ostensible Willie was holding her there to admire the survey. I noticed Sally was blushing and her tit were toilsome and poking through her T-shirt. Willie apparently saw her hard nipples and knew she was aroused. I noticed a bulge starting to form in Willie 's pants. A oblique thought process invaded my judgment, and I broke the tour by shouting to Sally. I told her to assure him that we had seen more hemipteran in the house than usual. I don't think he knew I was home because he was prompt to break with dubiousness and excuse himself to go check the louse bait traps.

When sallying forth continued on toward the bedroom, I happen to notice she was still blushing, and she was unconsciously rubbing her lead teat with her good hand. I confronted her and suggested that she had become aroused when the pesterer control man saw her in her night clothes. She pushed on by me and continued to the bedroom. I followed her and stood there studying her reactions.

She turned to me and said,"What ?"

I said to her,"You got turned on just then, didn't you ?"

She blushed again and said,"No !"

"Yes, you did ! You are still flushed red. I think you liked him seeing you dressed that way. I also think you were probably fantasizing about that extrusion in his pants."

She continued to discount me, but I could detect a slight modification in her breathing. So, on a whim, I suggested she should try to make the pesterer control condition man. She appeared shocked, but I could see the bicycle turning in her mind as she turned her back to me.

I slipped my weapon system around her waistline and cupped her breast as I pressed my stiffening cock against her tooshie. I continued to sell my idea by saying,"We could discompose the TV cam and secretly record the totally thing."

She gasped and pressed her ass against my hammer. I knew she was getting sex and giving my marriage offer serious circumstance. I told her we could watch it before we engaged in sex play of our own saying it might enhance our upheaval. She knew I was getting extremely aroused thinking about it. It had always been a secret illusion of mine to see my wife with another man. I had admitted it once during one of our nappy role-play sessions.

She turned to me and asked,"Are you sure it wouldn't bother you to see me with another man ? You know once we cross that bridge, there is no going back."

I assured her it would not vex me and reminded her of our former discussion about inviting others into our sex play. She eagerly agreed, and I noticed her tit jumped to attention again. I quickly set up the telecasting cam and told her to remain dressed as she was and see just how fast she could score the man. I had no doubt that Willie couldn't pass up a probability to enrapture my beautiful wife. I could already visualize his dark skin against her lily-white skin as I imagine his big black cock thrusting into her steaming hot pussy. I almost shot a lading in my pant thinking about it.

I went to the straw man door and called for him to arrive over. When he stepped on the social movement porch, I could see the nervousness in his manner. He seems to breathe a sigh of embossment when I told him that he needed to check inside for gadfly. I informed him I had a lot of work to do in my billet upstairs and did n't require to be disturbed unless it was absolutely essential. I pointed him toward the bedroom, and I told him Sally was in the bedroom and could answer any question he needed to be answered. I proceeded upstairs, and he ventured toward the sleeping room. Approximately 30 min later I heard the front door slam and his truck tires squeal as he drove away.

I rushed down to our bedroom and found sally still splayed naked on our king-size bed. She looked like she was still riding her last climax. Her peg were widely splayed, and I could see Willie's cum dripping from Sally's purulent onto our bed. She rolled over, apparently still in a daze, and looked at me through glazed eyes. She excitedly started telling me just how marvelous her adventure had been. She was so shake I could barely understand a word she was saying. I told her to take a deep breath and relax. It didn't help. She couldn't seem to make a coherent prison term so, I told her we should just download the video recording to the computer and view the consequence together as they unfolded. She agreed and said she would explicate the legal action where needed.

The TV started with Willie entering our chamber. Sally was standing in straw man of a full-length mirror with her back to him, brushing her prospicient blonde pilus. He lightly knocked then guardedly approached and asked about the former insects. We could see from his reflection in the mirror that he was checking out Sally's nice round bottom. I could also see that Sally's nipples had hardened again. She turned to face him and motioned him over to where she was standing. She told him she had something she wanted him to see. Willie was reluctant but did finally move closer.

Sally said,"I have something I want you to see. cum finisher, I won't bite."

She dropped down onto her hands and knee and crawled over to face under our bed. Willie stood there looking at her like she was screwball. The t-shirt rose up over her ass and exposed her low-cal blue panties. He could n't keep from noticing her crotch was wet, and the panties clung to the crack of her vagina.

Sally was looking under the bed, and Willie was feasting his heart on her sexy dead body. Sally sour and motioned for him to join her by the bed. Willie slowly got down on his hands and knees and shined his flashlight under the bed but could not recover the non-existent bugs she was muttering about. Sexual consternation began going off in his straits. He turned questioningly toward her at the same prison term she turned toward him. Their faces were only in apart. She could smell out his sugariness cologne. Sally 's jersey hung open, and Willie could n't amuse his centre from her sonsy boob that were openly on display. The nipple were nice and operose. They were begging to be sucked. Sally noticed that a bulge in his knickers was quickly growing. She boldly confronted him and asked if he had been looking at her breast.

"You can't seem to hold your eyes off my mammilla. Do they really look that good to you ?"

Willie stuttered and stammered swearing he was doing no such thing. She teasingly asked why there was a vauntingly bulge in his trouser. He tried to downplay it, but she reached out and squeezed his operose shaft through his trouser. Willie slapped her hand away and started back peddling. He had the look of sheer terror in his eyes. He jumped to his feet, telling her he couldn't possibly lease in anything like that while her husband is upstairs. She assured him that I was busy at work upstairs and would not even be aware of what was going on downstairs. Sally crawled over to him and wrapped her implements of war tightly around his thighs. He couldn't displace his branch without losing Libra the Balance. Sally rubbed her font against his excrescence. Willie was in full panic fashion and tried to push her away.

She asked him,"Did I cause this glorious concentrated rooster ?"

Willie shook his head acknowledging that she had. She playfully bit the headspring of his putz with her tooth through his drawers. Willie was letting out low sigh and felt himself get dizzy as his blood pressure soared. She told Willie she wanted to see it. He stood silently staring at her as she continued to wear away playfully on his laborious rooster through his pants. He felt like he was on the verge of a massive orgasm. Indecision was written all over his cheek. At number one said no, but finally gave in to her request.

He slowly unzipped his gasp and released an 8-inch cock. Sally moved her face in to inspect it more closely. She squeezed it again before rubbing it against her case. She licked a drop of pre-cum from the tip of his cock, reached up and unbuckled his belt and slid his pants down to his ankles. He stepped out of them and kicked them aside. Willie was starting to unlax a bit and enjoy the tending his cock was receiving from this beautiful white woman of the house. She milked his pre-cum to a large vitreous silica drop-off and then stuck her tongue to it. You could see Willie shiver when she put her lips around the head and encircled it with her tongue while caressing his balls.

Willie reached down and lifted her up to him and kissed her gently on the lips. He slipped his shirt off then lifted her jersey over her head. Willie admired her tits for a moment then sucked a hard nipple into his mouth and rolled his clapper around the areola. He gave both her tits a good glossa massage before gently biting the nipple of one. Sally appeared to consume her first orgasm right then.

I paused the picture and turned to Sally for confirmation. She shook her head confirming it was the first of many more sexual climax to come. Willie laid her on our bed and removed her soaking wet scanty. He held them to his nozzle and breath in her feminine aroma. Willie rubbed her wet scanty all over his face and then tossed them to the flooring. sally was breathing sonorous as he continued his tit snuggling and then kissed her on the lips again. Almost immediately her tongue was in his mouth, and she was moaning. He inserted two fingers in her pussy and started searching for her G-spot. He could feel succus flow from her pussy and knew he had found just the flop spot.

He trailed kisses from her lips down to her omphalos. From there he moved to her inner thigh and began to osculate and lick the moisture forming there. Sally spread her legs further apart to grant him skilful access. He slowly moved to her neatly trimmed cunt. As he swept his tongue up and down her cunt rim, she was getting into a state of nature frenzy. When his tongue hit her clit, she really went crazy. She was gasping for air and telling him how dandy it felt, and she loved what he was doing to her. She confided to him that the fact her married man was upstairs made it even more exciting. He circled her clit with his tongue a few times then shoved his middle finger's breadth into her ass. The excitement of her husband being up the stairs and Willie's finger entering her ass was enough to push her into her second orgasm.

Willie put his cock to her wet labia and rubbed it up and down the distance of her vagina. She was so ready for sex he could sense the high temperature from her dent. He pushed about one inch into her pussy. Sally shivered and lifted her hips to drive his cock in another 2 column inch. From there on, it was wall-shaking sex as he slid his total rock-hard 8-inch cock in and out of her pussy. He could finger the paries of her vagina gripping and squeezing his cock. She let out a sudden gasp and Willie could sense her crashing into her third orgasm. He continued the slow in and out motion until her spasms stopped. They rolled over, and wisecrack got on top and kept driving his 8-inch putz in as far as it would go. It looked like she was going to transgress the bed the way she was bouncing and fucking him. Sally placed her hands on his pectus and slid her pussy forward and backward against his pelvic bone. The wetness from her cunt made a slosh around strait each time she moved.

Suddenly she looked up at the roof, her body stiffened, and she let out a loud groan as she moved into her fourth part and concluding orgasm. Willie gripped her around the shank, his breathing was coming in short, quick fusillade. He started rapidly slamming his cock up into her pussycat. It was seeming he was experiencing an earth-shaking coming of his own. sally slumped over onto his chest, and they continued to shudder as they rode out their mutual orgasms. Willie was sweating profusely when he finally pushed her off of him and jumped out of bed. He quickly put on his clothes and hustled out the door without a Book. Sally continued to lie there basking in the afterglow.

The video ended with me entering the room. I turned to Sally ; she turned to me and we were both filled with lustfulness. I grabbed her hand, and we rushed back to our bedroom. It was the serious sex we had ever had during our 15 long time of union. Two minute later we were still snuggling and kissing as we lay in the heavy wet smirch that was created by wisecrack and both of her two devotee .