`` You will not believe what your friend Fred and I got up to tonight. ``

Those were the words spoken by my lovely wife Cat, as she came through the sliders from the pool.

It was 9:00 pm, early for too a great deal mischief, and Fred lives across the Atlantic Ocean from us, where it was now 2:00 am. Recently my demure wife has been exploring the naughty side of herself, and engaging in shortsighted, flirty chat with my best friend in England. I 've known Fred for over 10 eld. We became online chat Quaker after meeting on a picture sharing site, where we found the slap-up pleasance was sharing pictures of our nude painting wives.

Fred 's wife Sue, is a beautiful char, small with a very nice build, and wonderfully regulate breasts, tipped with small, usually gruelling, nipples. My married woman Cat is equally beautiful, sexy in her being, mild, and has a butt I adore. Her titty are a bit Melville Weston Fuller but it 's her nipples that always consider my breath away. When even slightly excited they become pencil eraser tops that roll on my tongue.

Cat slipped in succeeding to me, slid my underwear off, and gently caressed my quickly hardening cock. I assented immediately to her request that I read the schmooze out loud, slowly, so she could hear played back what she and Fred sounded like.

It began innocently enough, but quickly escalated to a very flirty intimate Old World chat. From Fred 's dialog I could assure he was very turned on already. For days he and I have fantasized about enjoying each former 's married woman in a very subject, everything permitted, well-disposed way. He adores Cat and her body, seeming to know every intimate curve and crook. I 've explored Sue the Lapp way, and as I am reading the dialogue to her, now Cat knows it. Not only does she know it, but embraces it, loving me, loving that she is capable to please me by acknowledging my desire for a friend 's wife. I feel the like about her and Fred. I picture the two of them together, him finally able to fulfill this want he has to sink his cock deep, late into her. She now knows that not only to I okay, but want it, to see it, to find it, to taste it.

Fred was Nice enough to pepper his textual matter with picture show, again starting off with an innocent pic of Sue lying in bed, her top off. Sue and Fred are both nudist, so this has now go green ; to see either of them nude. Neither Cat nor I have ever even been to a nude person beach and she feels my cock harden when the picture enlarges to total projection screen. She squeezed me gently and told me that I had n't seen anything yet, there was More to come. This surprised me as they had agreed not to demonstrate any pics where just soundbox parts were displayed, or pictures where there was active sex.

The adjacent scene was Fred lying on his bed, with just a rig. He is a right looking professional man and has a very dainty cock, uncut, about the same length as mine ( neither of us are jealous of the other ). He and Cat would pee a wonderful pair to watch. Where his cock is wider at the bum and has a very nice girth, mine is more coherent with a with child mushroom head. Over the eld we have discussed which brings Thomas More joy to our married woman ; his theme as it stretches her snatch when he is rich inside filling her up, or the way it feels as my cock-head enters her, rubbing against her clit with each stroke. To answer this we would have to ask them to sample each and let us know.

The tierce picture did it. Sue was lying on her back with her stage parted just enough to put her pussy on full display, her lips slightly seeable among the glorious hairsbreadth. Her nipples were firmly and she was wearing only a smile. Sensing my increased desire, Cat quickened her gait on my cock telling me that Sue was beautiful and she could see why I could cum just looking at her pussy. I gently took her hand away so that I could at least finish the textbook confab, knowing if there were many more depiction like that I would lose it.

My darling, demure, innocent wife helped Fred construct one of the horniest fantasy confab I have read. It included de***********ive accounts of what each person was doing and how unlimited the opening for pleasure were. Cat listened with fascination as Fred described Sue sitting on my lap, reverse cowgirl, my pecker oceanic abyss within her, and him licking her button, her pussy, and my cock rotating shaft each time Sue raised or lowered herself, just keeping the point of my cock between her lips. I knew from having this phantasy with him many times the precise drawing he was describing. He and I have cum together with pictures of Sue, Cat and this drawing on the screen. It is an artwork we have shared over the years. The looking at of the husband as he is leaning in to lap up his cute wife and his skillful acquaintance 's stopcock is tremendous. Will he present it ? Although he is filled with passion at the import he dubiousness whether it goes beyond the bound of their understanding. He doesn't.

I do n't need it. By this time Cat 's very hard nipple have been dancing on my arm as I read from the headphone. I so want to take one in my mouthpiece but I could n't do it all, scan, wet-nurse, cum. I will have to reread their chat in order to be able to faithfully describe the rattling thing we all did in this fantasy. I do acknowledge that Fred used the Bible `` cocksucker '' a couple of metre, and always appropriate to the action. Years ago he and I agreed that intelligence would be used as a terminus of endearment usually toward our wife as they took our stopcock into their mouths. We did not moot it a derogatory condition at all.

Bringing up the pic of Sue on my phone Cat zoomed in decent to show the division I wanted most in the frame. Her smile, her white meat, and her puss now her legs bed cover wider than before, her lips even more prominent. What ? Cat and Fred were so smart to throw two pictures of her in the schmooze ( I thought it was the Lapp one duplicated and Cat said that ). This second one was more vociferous, more sexual, more alluring than any I had seen of her. Cat knew this, could feel it in my stopcock and stroked me even more quickly. She is the most giving woman I have ever met and I knew she was enjoying my pleasure.

We have always communicated during moments like this by signal, never verbally. I respect that Cat has n't felt comfortable with `` dirty lecture '' and I avoid it. Tonight she told me to delight say whatever I wanted. I told her she was the most wonderful fair sex in the cosmos, that I loved her dearly and how I loved looking at Sue 's twat as she stroked my prick. How much I wanted to slump my cock into my friend 's married woman and facial expression into her eyes as she came. Fred and Cat looking on enjoying the sweet pleasance of sharing. She agreed that the picture show on the silver screen was incredible. Finally working up the courage I asked her if she wanted to lactate Fred 's cock, getting finisher to cumming with every passing indorsement. She asked if I wanted that ; to see her fellate my friend 's cock, and I said it would be a aspiration come confessedly. For the outset sentence ever, my sweet-shy married woman said the words I wanted to hear : `` I want to suck Fred 's cock '' and with this unsubdivided utterance the cum shot from the headway of my pecker, soaking us both.

This night will go down as one of the most erotic dark of my lifespan ... and I owe it all to my wife and friend. lifetime is grand !