Fbailey story turn 782


Best Friend's wife


Jim and I had been friends since high school. I was his best man at his hymeneals and he was my near man at my wedding. Unfortunately my marriage didn't last very long. Terri found out that she liked young lady better and moved on with her life.

Jim and Samantha were doing pretty well though. They got through the first base seven years and had a son that was just starting kindergarten. I envied him.

We worked in different township at different company and in dissimilar job but we always got together on Saturday mornings.

We usually took his son to a chunk biz or to a ballpark to play. Occasionally we would take his wife with us too, especially if it involved her wearing less habiliment. I guess I need to excuse that last remark. Samantha was a add up and arrant knockout, a perfect ten, and in today's language a MILF. In other words Samantha was a fucking wet aspiration. If she was coming with us I wanted to go to a water car park, a nude sculpture beach, or a longsighted walkway in a warm spark rain. Well the nude beach was out of the question and the tender summer rainfall only happened once but it was a retentiveness that would last for a lifetime. Samantha's white T-shirt and livid bra got soaked, right to her skin. That bra was not very thick and did zip to conceal her drab areolas and hard mamilla. Her mingy yellow shortstop got wet too. Her pinko thong panties became visible and her black pubic hair did too. It was the most erotic affair that I had ever seen. I lusted after her that day and ever since.

As too the H2O parks it was easygoing to talk Jimmy junior into it, after all he was five and loved the big glide. I on the former mitt enjoyed watching Samantha in her bikini going down the slides right after him to assure his prophylactic. Big Jim was always off chasing some teenager in a really belittled Bikini hoping for a show. I was proud of with the appearance before me. I played lifeguard and took the occasional picture…especially whenever Samantha was about to hit the pool of water at the prat. I had some very nice pictures of her. Three of them were when she lost her top. They are without a doubt my deary pictures of her.

Jnr 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 photo 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 swell in my swim trunks. Thank heaven for the tight inner lining holding things in place.

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

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

I'm not sure what she did, but somehow she loosened the association on her top. Normally when she came down the water slides she would cross her weapon over her breasts to protect her top. That sentence however, when she came down her hands were at her sides. I had changed over to video and got her coming down the slide at my nigh possible mise en scene, which was only 5x. The water supply hit her crotch 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 cover her breasts with one arm while looking around for her top. She found it and walked closer to me with it. She leaned over putting her boob in the water as she slipped the top chain over her head. Then she stood up facing me as she pulled the bikini cupful over her nipples to tie it in the book binding. A final examination adjustment and she reached for my hand so that I could pull her up out of the water.

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

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

She said,"Good ! I hope you enjoy it. Don't recite my married man about it. He just might try to kill you."

It was just about lunchtime so we caught up with Jr and then found Jim. Jim asked me if anything expert had happened so I told him about three college girls. He had seen them too. They were all dressed in bright pink Bikini. While we ate our cheeseburgers those three college girls walked by. Jim grabbed junior and followed them.

Samantha said,"Well we are finally alone. We might have a solid hour to ourselves. Do you want more than pictures like before ? I'll pose for you. Lets go."

She took my hand and headed off in the counseling away from the major activities. On one end was a walkover region that got very little use. People weren't worry in a picnic ; they were there for the urine slides. The few people that we did see saw us holding hands and just smiled at us.

We walked so far that we actually found the outer perimeter fencing. We found three big willow trees with branches that hung down to the ground. It was a perfect hiding place. individual would receive to come inside with us to see us.

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

I watched as Samantha untied the game cosmic string of her two-piece top and lifted it up over her heading. The view just kept getting proficient and beneficial, especially with her at eye layer with me. I reached out to seize one of the strings at her English that was tied. She didn't be active a muscleman other than to smile sweetly. I gave the string a tug but cipher happened.

Samantha said,"I double ravel them. It helps prevent 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 position and pushed down. Her bikini bottoms were stuck in her slit and made her tug harder to get them out. She wiggled and then they fell to her fundament. Then she stepped out of them and stood before me naked.

Samantha said,"When I came up out of that water I could sense a hundred pair of centre on me but all I wanted were yours. I actually had an climax while you were taking my image, or as I now know, picture taping me."

I dropped my luggage compartment and was standing before her sporting a passably squeamish erection.

Even though she had requested no arousal I just could not return up the chance. I held her and kissed her as I worked my hands over her back and goat. She was a very good kisser. Her mouth were soft but firm, they were parted just enough, and her sass tasted sweet.

I lay her down in the grass and got between her legs and started to eat her out. My glossa was making oral love to her pussy and it was a hundred multiplication better than any woman that I had ever tasted before. Samantha was made of clams and spice and everything nice. She was quick to orgasm and I just knew that she was as commove as I was.

I moved up her body kissing her mammilla as I went. Her knees were bent, her hand was on my cock, and she was aiming it where she wanted it…right straight at her love life tunnel.

We both knew how worked up I was and after a few push she said,"Do it ! Just do it !"

well I sure didn't need an engraved invitation. I gave her a few Sir Thomas More thrusts and started to cum inside of her.

Samantha hugged me tightly and said,"I can find 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 near too !"

She squatted near the shoetree trunk and tried to push as lots of my cum out of her as she could. A big tweed gob was followed by a solid stream of yellow pissing. I just loved to learn a char pee.

I pulled up my trunks and watched her pull up her Bikini bottom. 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 live time before we walked out from under that tree.

We were back in the midst of things when Samantha found a Lady's way to go into. Instead she told me to get my camera ready again and went toward the big waterslide. This prison term when she came down I was filming her as she pulled her bikini bottom off to one side of meat as she hit the pool at the bottom of the inning. 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 hired man 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 straw man of their house so I thanked Jim for a wonderful day. I offered to help him carry Junior into the house but opening the doorway was enough. We watched him carry the exhausted sleeping boy up to his bed.

Samantha turned toward me and kissed me as she slid my hand down into her bikini bottom.

She whispered,"I want to see you again just as often as we can. You make me feel like a desirable char again."

I poked around in her wet hole and then I tickled her tender clit for a minute. I succeeded in giving her another coming before we broke our buss and I headed toward my car.

God ! What a woman !


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