A month had passed since the big Halloween party and the sexual drunken revelry that followed later that Night with me, my wife and buddy, Anthony ...

I had some work to do on my deck/patio area that was a two-man job, so I asked Anthony to serve. We started early on a Sabbatum morning to try and get thing finished before the scorching Sakartvelo afternoon heat. By noon, we were getting close to completing the undertaking. We were soaking wet in stew and smelt like dirty pawl. It was time for a prisonbreak and a cold-blooded beer to catch our second wind and finish up. As we enjoyed the inhuman beer, we started talking guy stuff, sex, etc. I asked Susan B. Anthony how thing were with his girl Elizabeth. He said `` Same missionary sex, with no oral ... oil production ''. He said he loves it when women sucks his peter and he does n't get that from Elizabeth. She might put it in her sassing for 30 second, but that was it. He mentioned I was a golden guy to have a wife that could suck tool as effective as she does. It was kind of odd hearing another man complementing my married woman 's cock sucking accomplishment, but kind of hot at the same time.

He said the C job my wife gave him after the Halloween party was one of the better, if not the best he ever had. It makes him severely just thinking about her sucking him, twirling her spit around his head and rubbing his clod. I noticed he made a quick adjustment to the swelling in his shortstop. He asked me if I knew she was going to mess up him that night or did it just happen. I told him that we had discussed it previously. She was move with the size of his big dick and enjoyed jerking him off the previous time we all got together. She was peculiar if she could take him in her mouth and wanted to try. I was totally OK with her decisiveness and let her bed it was up to her.

The night it happened ; I was n't for certain if she would go through with it, but she did. Susan B. Anthony said `` I am glad she did and I hope it happens again ''. He then mentioned how practically he liked our three-way activeness and again how tedious his sex biography was with Elizabeth. He said `` I know your wife just jerks me off and now has sucked my pecker, but it is so hot ''. I could enjoin he was a little nervous about his next remark, but he said it. He asked `` What do you reckon will encounter future '' ? I knew where this was going, but wanted to lead it out a minuscule. So, I asked `` What do you have in mind by next '' ? He looked at me and smiled and said `` You guy wire are close booster of mine, you are get married and I do not want to get across any railway line that would jeopardize that ''. I told him I totally interpret and appreciated where he was coming from. I then asked `` Well, what would you require to be next '' ?

He said `` Her tits are consummate and would fit nicely in his hands ''. He went on to say that he would bed touch her tits, finger her and eat her slit. He said he would love to fuck her, but he thought that would be taking it too far. I let him bed that she has a wet, sweetly slit and seeing him finger or even eating her out, would be hot. I would bang to watch her squirm with his head buried between her ramification and his tongue deep in her pickle. I was now sporting a tent in my pants, so I had to make an accommodation too. We laughed since we were both hard talking about my hot married woman. I told him that I would verbalise with her to feel her out about the `` next time '' the three of us got together.

That evening, my wife and I decided to grill out and have some wine on the terrace. She asked how my day went and working with Anthony on the deck. I let her know that we finished everything that needed to be addressed. I wanted to see her reaction so I said `` Too bad he could not stay and flow with us tonight since he had a engagement with Elizabeth. '' She kind of shrugged her shoulder. I was n't getting anywhere so I just said it ... `` I wonder if he would sustain stayed if he knew there could possibly be a repeat of Allhallows Eve Night ? '' She choked a minuscule on her wine and jokingly laughed `` It probably would be a repeat since you and Susan B. Anthony turn into horny dogs after big drinking and want sex. It is hard to break off you guy. '' I quickly asked `` Would you blow him again ? '' She rolled her eyes and she said `` no. '' I thought to myself, there was no doubt if she was in the like situation, she would do it again. I could narrate thing were heating up, so I reached over and started rubbing her tits through her thin blouse. Her tit were hard. I unbuttoned a couple of buttons and opened her blouse to divulge her set up tit. She did n't stop me when I leaned over and started sucking on them. She let out a moan as I moved my script between her legs sliding them under her underdrawers to click her wetness. I said `` Wow, talking about Susan B. Anthony has gotten you soaked. '' She played it off and said `` Whatever ''.

I knew it was clip to pop out probing on the future time the three of us would get together for one of our little sex sessions. I could narrate she was getting hotter and hotter. I looked into her eyes as I was sucking on her pap and said `` Would you let Mark Anthony do this ? '' She moaned a piddling and said `` Why not ''. I continued to violate her pussy with my fingerbreadth, rubbing her clit and dipping my fat fingers in her kettle of fish. I could smell her smell ; she was wet and it coated my finger. I then asked `` Would you let him come to you and finger you ? '' She did n't say a Christian Bible, but moaned again and tensed up for her number 1 coming of the eventide. I had my answer. We both stood up from the dilly-dallier we were sitting and stripped off our clothes. I immediately dove between her legs to lap up that sweet kitty-cat juice from her coming. Man, she tasted full. Her midst, black pubic haircloth had a nice musky fragrance of a cleaning lady. I soon brought her to another leg shaking climax. My turncock was rock hard and aching to be buried in her hot hole. I moved up between her stage, placed the forefront of my pecker at her hole. I could feel the passion and I started to rub the leaking pre-cum shaft head teacher around her clit. I braced back and buried it balls deep. I knew I was not going to last long. Just as I was about to louse up my load, she reminded me NOT to cum in her since she was not on the pill. I pulled out and coated her mammilla and face with a huge consignment of sperm. She licked her lips to taste the cum on her face.

Later that calendar week, I received a phone from Susan Brownell Anthony. He let me know Elizabeth I would be heading out of town for work and maybe we could grab a beer or dinner. I told him I would check with the wife to make sure as shooting we did n't accept any architectural plan. So, we penciled in Fri and would reassert later. I knew and I bet he was thinking the Same affair, a little imbibition might lead to another three-way with the wife. How far would it go this time ?

To be continued ...