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it said again and immediately I turned to face Valerie Just in time to see her cross her arms underneath her full bosoms, and her plump bow shaped luscious lips curling up in a teasing smirk. "Okay, is it just me or was this woman putting in a lot of effort to seduce me" that thought was quickly washed away and replaced with annoyance at her next words. "Did you just run because of Charlotte? You ran because you were scared of your wife?!" "She is not my wife!" I retorted hotly. What's with everyone thinking Charlotte was my wife! We weren't even married!

With his skin warm and hard beneath her touch, a shiver ran down her spine. Eros didn’t move an inch despite all she was doing. As his chest rose and fell steadily against her cheek, his eyes remained shut. As his presence pulled Natalia closer to him despite her own nerves, her lips and nose brushed against his collarbone, inhaling the intoxicating scent of him. “Can… Can you tell me about your wife now?” she suddenly said in a voice husky and tinged with mischief. “She’s not my wife. I want silence,” Eros replied to her firmly with his eyes still shut.

"I'm sure there are some men out there who won't mind sharing a woman they love, but none of the men in my experience would ever fit that description. I've shared Marcia two and a half times with other men. One was kind of a hall pass experience which she earned by sharing me with a model on my hall pass list, and the other person who came with her. The other one was a former police partner who was dying so I had no expectation he would ever become competition for her love. Both of them bothered the hell out of me. And you've let your wife have sex with eight other men? No wonder you don't want her to be a sex slave anymore. I wouldn't either if I believed I had to keep sharing my wife. You

My wife loved having me suck and lick her freshly fucked pussy clean. Tonight, she asked me if I had any new fantasies. I have for years fantasized about watching my gorgeous wife being fucked by at least 2 other men while I watched. I also loved thinking about my sexy wife having sex with another sexy woman. My wife, Kim, knew of these fantasies and loved to tease and taunt me by talking about it – many times at inappropriate times. While out in public, we would see an attractive woman, Kim would notice me looking at her and then would whisper, "I'll bet you'd like to see me suck her big tits!" She would give a sexy, little grin and my cock would immediately stiffen in my pants.

I pull her back and want to fuck her so badly, but she puts her hands on my chest, shoving me away. "I want to taste it," she says, staring into my eyes. "Please, Eros." "Anything for my wife." She sucks me again, going in a frenzy. I groan, letting myself get lost in the moment, in my beautiful wife taking my cock in her mouth, in my filthy, lovely wife sucking me off, spit rolling from her mouth to my tip as she stares into my eyes. "Come on my tongue," she whispers. "Come for me, Eros. I want it."

Then I used two fingers circling my clit, then faster, my hips rocking up my hands. I leaned on the wall, with my legs wide opened as I thrust my fingers into my pussy. I started to imagine Jack’s cock stretching my pussy as he grinded his waist into mine, and his hand choking my neck as I held them myself. I couldn’t stop now, the imaginations, me fucking myself. I kept on feeling his tongue suck my nipples. Twirling his tongue on my tits as stroked his cock into me. I continued as my fingers went into my pussy faster.

She moaned as he thrust his two fingers into the slippery and wet treasure. The wife really squealed with pleasure when it reached its climax. His hand was wet. The woman caught her breath, she pulled it by the neck. Then made to kneel. He first slapped the angry pet on its face, before inserting it into the woman's mouth. He held her by the hair and continued thrusting her. His wife was in tears when he stood up. He turned her back and dropped her on the table. He opened the woman's thigh, and quickly inserted his weapon. "Aaaah," Ericka just moaned because of pleasure.

She asks squeezing his surprisingly solid member. "This is stupid." He says defensively. How can he tell his wife who his ultimate fantasy would be? She'd never understand. "Who would you like to see kneeling naked between your legs, feeding your hard cock into her mouth?" Jennifer knows he's thinking about someone specific because of the unconscious reaction in his cock. Her book mentioned that most men won't admit their fantasy fucks to their wives without considerable prodding and reassurances of acceptance.

"It's our duty to lust after our friend's wives. At least the hot ones." "Amen to that. And there'll be three hotties in the water tonight, I'm thinking." "That's the truth. And what Eric don't know won't hurt him." We high-fived over that one, each contemplating fucking the other's wife, with the pretty little Beth thrown in for good measure. "How far do you think it might go, tonight?" he asked, quasi-seriously. "Chemistry is your friend. Come loaded for bear. I think it may go as far as we'll let it."

In case things got too noisy, something that she liked about Erika, is that she moaned in her ear, but also, she let out loud screams, when they buried it in an unkind way. As she sank into her, leaving him, bites in her wake and that had always fascinated him, it even made him harder, every time he heard the sound of her moans, freeing herself in his ears, when those sounds came out it gave him indescribable pleasure just listening to her. The man was aware of those sinful and obscene desires that he felt towards his wife, although since she was his wife, it could not be considered sinful, but if obscene, that label did not remove it, not even God.