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

I had some work to do on my deck/patio orbit that was a two-man job, so I asked Mark Antony to serve. We started early on a Saturday morning to try and get thing finished before the scorching Georgia good afternoon heat. By noon, we were getting close to completing the project. We were soaking wet in exertion and smelt like dirty wiener. It was meter for a disruption and a inhuman beer to get our secondly hint and polish off up. As we enjoyed the frigid beer, we started talking guy poppycock, sex, etc. I asked Anthony how things were with his girlfriend Elizabeth. He said `` Same missionary sex, with no oral ... boring ''. He said he loves it when women sucks his dick and he does n't get that from Elizabeth II. She might put it in her mouth for 30 2nd, but that was it. He mentioned I was a lucky guy to have a wife that could absorb dick as honest as she does. It was variety of odd hearing another man complementing my wife 's tool sucking skill, but kind of hot at the same time.

He said the blow job my wife gave him after the Allhallows Eve party was one of the skillful, if not the comfortably he ever had. It makes him strong just thinking about her sucking him, twirling her tongue around his chief and rubbing his balls. I noticed he made a quick registration to the swelling in his short pants. He asked me if I knew she was going to vaunt him that night or did it just occur. I told him that we had discussed it previously. She was yarn-dye with the size of his big dick and enjoyed jerking him off the late time we all got together. She was funny if she could take him in her mouth and wanted to try. I was totally delicately with her conclusion and let her know it was up to her.

The dark it happened ; I was n't sure if she would go through with it, but she did. Anthony said `` I am glad she did and I hope it happens again ''. He then mentioned how much he liked our three-party action and again how softened his sex life was with Elizabeth. He said `` I know your married woman just jerks me off and now has sucked my hawkshaw, but it is so hot ''. I could tell apart he was a little spooky about his future commentary, but he said it. He asked `` What do you think will happen next '' ? I knew where this was going, but wanted to lead it out a little. So, I asked `` What do you imply by future '' ? He looked at me and smiled and said `` You guy rope are close friends of mine, you are married and I do not want to cross any lines that would jeopardize that ''. I told him I totally translate and appreciated where he was coming from. I then asked `` Well, what would you need to be succeeding '' ?

He said `` Her tits are perfect and would fit nicely in his manus ''. He went on to say that he would make love touch her mamilla, finger her and eat her twat. He said he would fuck to have intercourse her, but he thought that would be taking it too far. I let him know that she has a wet, sweet pussy and seeing him finger or even eating her out, would be hot. I would eff to watch her squirm with his head buried between her legs and his natural language trench in her yap. I was now sporting a tent in my bloomers, so I had to make an adjustment too. We laughed since we were both hard talking about my hot wife. I told him that I would spill with her to find her out about the `` next clip '' the three of us got together.

That eventide, my wife and I decided to grill out and consume some vino on the patio. She asked how my day went and working with Anthony on the pack of cards. I let her be intimate that we finished everything that needed to be addressed. I wanted to see her response so I said `` Too bad he could not stay and hang with us tonight since he had a date with Elizabeth I. '' She kind of shrugged her berm. I was n't getting anywhere so I just said it ... `` I wonder if he would bear stayed if he knew there could possibly be a repeat of Allhallows Eve night ? '' She choked a little on her wine-colored and jokingly laughed `` It probably would be a repeat since you and Anthony turn into turned on dogs after heavy crapulence and want sex. It is tough to quit you cat. '' I quickly asked `` Would you blow him again ? '' She rolled her eyes and she said `` no. '' I thought to myself, there was no uncertainty if she was in the same situation, she would do it again. I could narrate thing were heating up, so I reached over and started rubbing her mamilla through her thin blouse. Her nipples were intemperately. I unbuttoned a duo of release and opened her blouse to reveal her erect mammilla. She did n't bar me when I leaned over and started sucking on them. She let out a groan as I moved my deal between her legs sliding them under her short circuit to penetrate her wetness. I said `` Wow, talking about Anthony has gotten you soaked. '' She played it off and said `` Whatever ''.

I knew it was metre to start probing on the next meter the three of us would get together for one of our footling sex sessions. I could tell she was getting hotter and hotter. I looked into her eyes as I was sucking on her nipple and said `` Would you let Anthony do this ? '' She moaned a little and said `` Why not ''. I continued to violate her pussy with my fingers, rubbing her button and dipping my fat fingers in her cakehole. I could smell her perfume ; she was wet and it coated my fingerbreadth. I then asked `` Would you let him bear on you and finger you ? '' She did n't say a Logos, but moaned again and tensed up for her first sexual climax of the evening. I had my resolution. We both stood up from the mope we were sitting and stripped off our clothes. I immediately dove between her legs to lap up that dessert pussy juice from her sexual climax. Man, she tasted soundly. Her thick, disgraceful pubic hair had a squeamish musky scent of a woman. I soon brought her to another leg shaking climax. My pecker was rock hard and aching to be buried in her hot pickle. I moved up between her legs, placed the capitulum of my dick at her kettle of fish. I could find the heat and I started to rub the leaking pre-cum prick head around her button. I braced back and buried it balls abstruse. I knew I was not going to last long. Just as I was about to blow my load, she reminded me NOT to cum in her since she was not on the anovulant. I pulled out and coated her knocker and expression with a huge load of sperm cell. She licked her lips to savour the cum on her face.

Later that week, I received a earphone from Susan B. Anthony. He let me know Elizabeth would be heading out of town for oeuvre and maybe we could grab a beer or dinner party. I told him I would check with the wife to make sure we did n't have any plan. So, we penciled in Friday and would support later. I knew and I bet he was thinking the same thing, a footling drinking might lead to another three-way with the married woman. How far would it go this time ?

To be continued ...