LOGINI thought we'd better take it down a notch - and asked him to take off his shirt, so that she could feel his chest. She explored him with hands and mouth, enjoying his well shaped pecs and firm abs. They were sitting on the floor by now -- on the big sheepskin rug we have before the fire, kissing again, hands roaming freely over each other's bodies.Without any instructions from me he reached around and undid her bra -- with one hand I noticed -- and soon his face was buried between her massive knockers. Much to his delight and hers. And mine. He licked and sucked, and her hands found his firm bum and held it tightly through his pants.The physical connection between them was reIanable, and I let nature take its course -- the photos were terrific. His hand slid down to the front of her panties, stroked her gently, and she arched her back and came, shuddering. It looked to me like something he'd done before. And yes, I felt jealous -- he was making love to my wife. And she was loving i
That was all we said about Richard. But I knew she'd want to see him again. I admit that I wanted it too -- I wanted to see her sweet red lips wrapped around his big dick, and I wanted to see him come in her mouth. But I kept these thoughts to myself --I think I was ashamed of them. I felt like a pervert.It was a full week before she said "Why don't we have Dick around for dinner again? You could take some more photos.""Sure," I said. "But you'll have to be a good girl, and do whatever I say.""I always do everything you say," she replied. "But you must make sure I keep my knickers on -- I don't want things to get out of hand.""Deal," I said. I didn't want things to get out of hand either -- she was my wife, after all. On the other hand, the image of his stiff hard dick in her mouth kept popping into my head. It was weird.I made the arrangements with Richard, at the gym. When I explained it was just a friendly dinner, and afterwards we'd perhaps take a few photos, he looked at me,
"There's something I want to ask you, sweetheart," I said. She looked at me nervously. It was the Sunday after our trip to the beach, and were having a lazy day at home. "Yesterday at the beach, when we went in the sea... I thought you might take off your bikini bottoms and swim naked with us -- it would have been nice. Were you shy?""Yes, perhaps I should have..." she said, "But then I couldn't -- I haven't shaved for ages, and I'm really bushy down there."I smiled -- that explanation hadn't occurred to me. Come to think of it, I had noticed a few wisps of black hair, when she was kneeling in front of the two boys."Let's shave you this afternoon." I said. She smiled, and I went to get the shaving things.When I got back, she'd removed her skirt and panties, in readiness. I laid out a towel on the sofa, and she sat back and spread her legs nice and wide for me. It was true -- her bush was very hairy. To be honest, I rather like it like that -- the natural look.I start with a littl
Penny looked surprised, then disappointed -- she really had wanted them to spray their cum over her. "Where did they go?" she asked. "I was all ready.""They were too shy," said William-- "It's not easy to wank in front of another guy." And he glanced at me, for support, I think."Yes," I said -- "I've never done that before either.""Well," she said, all matter of fact -- "It's about time you learned, both of you." And played with her knockers provocatively, pulling on the nipples. "Come on," she said, "Give it to me."We stood up, dropped our shorts, and our hard dicks were presented for her pleasure. I was already stroking -- I couldn't help myself -- and I really didn't care whether Williamwas there or not. I just wanted to get off.We wanked for her, one either side. Richard's prick was so long both his hands were full of the hard hot flesh. She waited eagerly, mouth open, playing with her knockers and licking her lips, to encourage us. She was so wanton! I came first, on her fac
Now I had to be careful, and hope Williamand Penny would catch on. "Hello," I said, as I came within speaking distance, "Mind if we join you? -- it's a beautiful afternoon.""No, not at all", said Penny. Williamlooked puzzled, and she discretely poked him in the ribs. "Hello gentlemen," she said to the boys, "Enjoying the sun? I'm Penny, and this is my husband, Richard. What are your names?""I'm Connor, and he's Tim", said the braver one. I realised that the other boy had still not said anything at all."And I'm Arthur," I said. "I've got some beers, would anyone like one?" It was beers all round -- Williamseemed particularly grateful, so I gave him the spare one too. He must have been parched."Come and sit with us," said Penny. So we all sat on the grass, drank our beers, and chatted. They seemed nice enough boys. Connor was quite tall and skinny, but Tim was chubby, the sort of boy that always comes last. Or first, depending on the circumstances.They tried to act cool but it was
She looked me in the eyes. "You too," she said. At first I wasn't sure what she meant -- and then I realised that she wanted my shorts off. I quickly slid them down, embarrassed that I was stiff. Now it was my turn to feel shy, with my little dick jutting out like a parody of his. But I don't think either of them noticed.She turned back to Richard. "Come down here," she said, staring intently at his swinging prick. "Kneel in front of me, so I can see it." He dropped to his knees on the rug, and she looked back over her shoulder, at me, pure delight on her face."I so want to touch it. Arthur, do you mind?" she said, unsure. I wondered if she really thought I hadn't noticed that she'd been playing with it for the last hour or so, but was too much of a gentleman to say so. So I just smiled, nervous but excited. She turned back to him and her hands fluttered along the long shaft, then started stroking it gently. Then she slipped a hand underneath and played with his balls. It was beauti
"Hey, darling. Bryan and I will be home soon," the text from my husband read. I peered at my phone, wondering if the lady doing my nails could see the guilty expression on my face, then chided myself for feeling guilty. It's not like I was having an affair. I wasn't doing anything wrong. Damian ha
I heard the sound of a car engine go off just as I slid Damian his plate of pancakes for breakfast. After the events of the night before, it was almost like we didn't know how to act around each other. Damian retreated into our bedroom immediately Bryan left, and I was left still sitting at the di
I heard the front door open just as I put the finishing touches to dinner. "Darling," my husband called, "I'm home. Guess who's joining us for dinner today?"I hastily wiped my hands on a towel and hurried to the door. I was all smiles as I greeted my husband and his best friend, Bryan, after givi
I gasped. "That was...""Amazing," Damian agreed.He settled down beside me, leisurely running his fingers over my skin as he spooned me. My thong was drenched now and I found myself wishing one of them would take it off. Bryan came up to sit beside me, and my eyes were drawn to his still promine







