Fbailey write up number 782


best Friend's wife


Jim and I had been friend since in high spirits schooltime. I was his best man at his wedding and he was my best man at my wedding party. Unfortunately my union 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 seven years and had a son that was just starting kindergarten. I envied him.

We worked in different towns at different troupe and in different occupations but we always got together on Saturday mornings.

We usually took his son to a orchis biz or to a parking area to bring. Occasionally we would take his wife with us too, especially if it involved her wearing less wear. I guess I need to explain that live comment. Samantha was a total and thoroughgoing dish, a unadulterated ten, and in today's language a MILF. In former Holy Writ Samantha was a fucking wet pipe dream. If she was coming with us I wanted to go to a water park, a nude beach, or a yearn walk of life in a tender luminousness rain. Well the bare beach was out of the question and the quick summer rain only happened once but it was a memory board that would last for a life. Samantha's white T-shirt and white bra got soaked, right to her skin. That bra was not very thick and did nada to hide her dingy ring of color and hard nipples. Her tight chicken shorts got wet too. Her pink thong panties became visible and her dreary pubic hair did too. It was the most titillating thing that I had ever seen. I lusted after her that day and ever since.

As too the water parks it was easy to talk Jimmy Jr into it, after all he was five and loved the big slides. I on the early manus enjoyed watching Samantha in her bikini going down the swoop right after him to secure his safety. Big Jim was always off chasing some stripling in a really small 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 kitty of water at the bottom. I had some very squeamish photograph of her. Three of them were when she lost her top. They are without a doubt my front-runner pictures 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 well up in my swim proboscis. Thank promised land for the pissed inner lining holding things in place.

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

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

I'm not sure what she did, but somehow she loosened the draw on her top. Normally when she came down the water slides she would cut through her limb over her chest to protect her top. That time however, when she came down her manus were at her English. I had changed over to television and got her coming down the microscope slide at my closest possible scope, which was only 5x. The water supply hit her privates and then it removed her bikini top. When Samantha came up for air she stood there topless looking at me and smiling. She tried to address her titty with one arm while looking around for her top. She found it and walked closer to me with it. She leaned over putting her breasts in the pee as she slipped the top chain over her promontory. Then she stood up facing me as she pulled the bikini cups over her nipples to tie it in the back. A last adjustment and she reached for my deal so that I could pull in her up out of the water.

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

I told her that I had it all on telecasting right from the beginning to the very end.

She said,"practiced ! I hope you enjoy it. Don't say my hubby about it. He just might try to vote down you."

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

Samantha said,"Well we are finally alone. We might have a unhurt time of day to ourselves. Do you want Thomas More pictures like before ? I'll pose for you. Lashkar-e-Tayyiba go."

She took my script and headed off in the direction away from the John Major activities. On one end was a picnic area that got very little use. People weren't concerned in a field day ; they were there for the piss slides. 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 circumference fence. We found three big willow trees with branches that hung down to the ground. It was a perfective tense concealing place. Someone would stimulate to come in inside with us to see us.

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

I watched as Samantha untied the back drawstring of her Bikini top and lifted it up over her head. The survey just kept getting better and better, especially with her at eye level with me. I reached out to grab one of the strings at her face that was tied. She didn't move a heftiness other than to smile sweetly. I gave the string a tug but cypher happened.

Samantha said,"I double knot them. It helps forestall Jim and Junior 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 side of meat and pushed down. Her bikini merchantman were stuck in her twat 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 water I could feel a hundred yoke of eye on me but all I wanted were yours. I actually had an climax while you were taking my picture, or as I now know, video taping me."

I dropped my trunks and was standing before her sporting a middling overnice erection.

Even though she had requested no stimulation I just could not overtake up the chance. I held her and kissed her as I worked my hands over her backrest and butt. She was a very skilful kisser. Her backtalk were flabby but business firm, they were parted just enough, and her mouth tasted sweet.

I lay her down in the Gunter Grass and got between her stage and started to eat her out. My natural language was making viva voce love to her pussy and it was a hundred multiplication better than any woman that I had ever tasted before. Samantha was made of kale and spice and everything nice. She was quick to orgasm and I just knew that she was as excited as I was.

I moved up her body kissing her nipples as I went. Her knees 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 thrust she said,"Do it ! Just do it !"

wellspring I sure didn't need an grave invitation. I gave her a few more stab and started to cum inside of her.

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

I felt her shiver 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 good !"

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

She squatted near the Tree trunk and tried to push as much of my cum out of her as she could. A big Edward D. White gob was followed by a strong stream of icteric water. I just loved to watch a woman pee.

I pulled up my proboscis and watched her pulling up her bikini undersurface. Then she slipped her top over her head 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 time before we walked out from under that tree.

We were back in the thick of thing when Samantha found a gentlewoman's room to go into. Instead she told me to get my photographic camera ready again and went toward the big waterslide. This fourth dimension when she came down I was filming her as she pulled her bikini 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 bottom, and waved as she called out,"Hi Jim I've been looking for you."

I turned to see Jim and Junior 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 home. My car was parked in front of their house so I thanked Jim for a wonderful day. I offered to help him stock Junior into the star sign but opening the room access was enough. We watched him hold the run through quiescence boy up to his bed.

Samantha turned toward me and kissed me as she slid my mitt 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 woman again."

I poked around in her wet hole and then I tickled her sensitive button for a minute. I succeeded in giving her another orgasm before we broke our kiss and I headed toward my car.

God ! What a woman !


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