I GUESS I'LL NEVER KNOW just what it was that made me fall for Jamie. He was single and lived in my apartment complex, and I'd always thought he was handsome. One day I flirted with him out by the pool, and that night I told my husband, Don, all about it.
Don and I had been married for several years, but recently our sex life had lost some of its spark. For months I had avoided telling him about my attraction to Jamie for fear of his reaction, but that evening I finally told him of our flirtation by the pool. To my surprise, a mischievous glint appeared in his eyes that I hadn't seen in months. That night we had the best sex we'd had in ages, the two of us conjuring up naughty images involving Jamie all the while. Afterward, Don confessed that the idea of me being with another man made him really hot, and he encouraged me to take things to the next step if I wanted.
After Don left for work the next day, I got started with a vigorous masturbation session using the latest issue of Variations and my trusty vibrator. My orgasm felt good, but it left me craving a hard cock. I tried to distract myself by doing the laundry, but when I got down to the laundry room, who should be down there but Jamie. He said hello and flashed me a sexy smile, and I thought I noticed his eyes wandering toward me as I loaded my lingerie into the machine. I began to wonder what his cock looked like, and my brashness surprised me. Jamie must have been thinking some naughty thoughts, too, because he invited me to his place for a drink. I declined, but asked him over to my place for coffee.
Jamie and I sat around the kitchen table talking, and I became more aroused by the second. When he placed his hand over mine, my heart began to pound wildly in my chest. Then Jamie moved behind my chair and started to rub my shoulders. His strong hands felt so good. He continued to massage my neck, scalp and back, and I didn't resist when his hands strayed to my breasts. I thought about asking him to stop, but I didn't want him to. I let out a moan when he began to pinch my nipples, and he whispered into my ear that he wanted to fuck me. When I felt his erection pressing into my back, I couldn't hold back any longer.
I reached back and massaged his bulge, then fished his cock out of his shorts. It was huge and hard, standing straight up. I pressed it against my cheek, and it felt hot and smooth against my skin. I turned my head just the slightest bit and his cockhead popped into my mouth. His cock was so big that I could only get about four inches of it into my mouth, but I slid my lips up and down the shaft, using my tongue on the underside each time I pulled my head back. I pumped his shaft with my hands as I sucked on his cockhead, loving the sound of his lust-filled moans.
Before long I was treated to a mouthful of his delicious come blasting down my throat. I gulped down all I could, but some of it ran down my chin. I sucked and pumped Jamie's cock until he started to grow soft in my mouth. Jamie asked me if he could return the favor, and I told him maybe another day. At that point all I could think about was sharing my news with Don. Jamie understood, kissing my come-covered lips before departing.
When he left I headed straight for the bedroom and my vibrator, which I thought would sustain me until my husband got home. When I passed through the living room I got the shock of my life-Don was sitting on the couch! My mouth fell open in shock and I began to stammer, asking him how long he'd been home. He told me long enough to see everything. He came over and kissed me, pressing his hard-on into my abdomen. He said that I had looked incredibly sexy with another man's cock in my mouth, and that he was more turned on than ever.
Then my husband asked me to recount the whole incident for him. I began to tell him every naughty detail, and as I did he began kissing me and removing my clothes. When I began to talk about sucking Jamie's huge cock into my mouth, Don parted my pussy lips and began lapping at my very wet slit. His tongue sent electric pulses shooting throughout my body, and when he began sucking on my clitoris I started to scream in ecstasy.
I knew I was going to come soon, but I wanted to feel Don's hot cock before I did. I pulled him up and told him to fuck me good, and he shoved his cock into me, telling me how hot and sexy I was. He gave me the fucking of a lifetime, and when I exploded in orgasm, I screamed out with the most powerful release I'd felt in ages. Don followed right behind me, squirting his seed into my well-fucked pussy.
And he wasn't done yet. My being with another man had so aroused Don that he was ready to go again in no time flat. And this time he wanted my ass. I was so excited myself that I had no qualms about letting him do me back there.
I rolled over onto my tummy and Don wedged a pillow underneath me to elevate my hips. He then greased my asshole with pussy juice. "Now hold 'em open babe," he said with passion. Reaching back, I pried open my asscheeks so Don could take dead aim at my anus. Moments later, I was stuffed with cock, Don banging away at my behind with gusto as I moaned with delight.
That night, my husband told me about his ultimate fantasy, which was for me to let Jamie fuck me royally, and then to come home and tell him all about it. We can't wait to act this out. Isn't it ironic that the very side of me that I'd been hiding for months is the very self that Don wants me to express? We've never been happier. I think the lesson here is that you shouldn't be embarrassed to talk to your mate. You might be surprised at what you both like.
Don and I had been married for several years, but recently our sex life had lost some of its spark. For months I had avoided telling him about my attraction to Jamie for fear of his reaction, but that evening I finally told him of our flirtation by the pool. To my surprise, a mischievous glint appeared in his eyes that I hadn't seen in months. That night we had the best sex we'd had in ages, the two of us conjuring up naughty images involving Jamie all the while. Afterward, Don confessed that the idea of me being with another man made him really hot, and he encouraged me to take things to the next step if I wanted.
After Don left for work the next day, I got started with a vigorous masturbation session using the latest issue of Variations and my trusty vibrator. My orgasm felt good, but it left me craving a hard cock. I tried to distract myself by doing the laundry, but when I got down to the laundry room, who should be down there but Jamie. He said hello and flashed me a sexy smile, and I thought I noticed his eyes wandering toward me as I loaded my lingerie into the machine. I began to wonder what his cock looked like, and my brashness surprised me. Jamie must have been thinking some naughty thoughts, too, because he invited me to his place for a drink. I declined, but asked him over to my place for coffee.
Jamie and I sat around the kitchen table talking, and I became more aroused by the second. When he placed his hand over mine, my heart began to pound wildly in my chest. Then Jamie moved behind my chair and started to rub my shoulders. His strong hands felt so good. He continued to massage my neck, scalp and back, and I didn't resist when his hands strayed to my breasts. I thought about asking him to stop, but I didn't want him to. I let out a moan when he began to pinch my nipples, and he whispered into my ear that he wanted to fuck me. When I felt his erection pressing into my back, I couldn't hold back any longer.
I reached back and massaged his bulge, then fished his cock out of his shorts. It was huge and hard, standing straight up. I pressed it against my cheek, and it felt hot and smooth against my skin. I turned my head just the slightest bit and his cockhead popped into my mouth. His cock was so big that I could only get about four inches of it into my mouth, but I slid my lips up and down the shaft, using my tongue on the underside each time I pulled my head back. I pumped his shaft with my hands as I sucked on his cockhead, loving the sound of his lust-filled moans.
Before long I was treated to a mouthful of his delicious come blasting down my throat. I gulped down all I could, but some of it ran down my chin. I sucked and pumped Jamie's cock until he started to grow soft in my mouth. Jamie asked me if he could return the favor, and I told him maybe another day. At that point all I could think about was sharing my news with Don. Jamie understood, kissing my come-covered lips before departing.
When he left I headed straight for the bedroom and my vibrator, which I thought would sustain me until my husband got home. When I passed through the living room I got the shock of my life-Don was sitting on the couch! My mouth fell open in shock and I began to stammer, asking him how long he'd been home. He told me long enough to see everything. He came over and kissed me, pressing his hard-on into my abdomen. He said that I had looked incredibly sexy with another man's cock in my mouth, and that he was more turned on than ever.
Then my husband asked me to recount the whole incident for him. I began to tell him every naughty detail, and as I did he began kissing me and removing my clothes. When I began to talk about sucking Jamie's huge cock into my mouth, Don parted my pussy lips and began lapping at my very wet slit. His tongue sent electric pulses shooting throughout my body, and when he began sucking on my clitoris I started to scream in ecstasy.
I knew I was going to come soon, but I wanted to feel Don's hot cock before I did. I pulled him up and told him to fuck me good, and he shoved his cock into me, telling me how hot and sexy I was. He gave me the fucking of a lifetime, and when I exploded in orgasm, I screamed out with the most powerful release I'd felt in ages. Don followed right behind me, squirting his seed into my well-fucked pussy.
And he wasn't done yet. My being with another man had so aroused Don that he was ready to go again in no time flat. And this time he wanted my ass. I was so excited myself that I had no qualms about letting him do me back there.
I rolled over onto my tummy and Don wedged a pillow underneath me to elevate my hips. He then greased my asshole with pussy juice. "Now hold 'em open babe," he said with passion. Reaching back, I pried open my asscheeks so Don could take dead aim at my anus. Moments later, I was stuffed with cock, Don banging away at my behind with gusto as I moaned with delight.
That night, my husband told me about his ultimate fantasy, which was for me to let Jamie fuck me royally, and then to come home and tell him all about it. We can't wait to act this out. Isn't it ironic that the very side of me that I'd been hiding for months is the very self that Don wants me to express? We've never been happier. I think the lesson here is that you shouldn't be embarrassed to talk to your mate. You might be surprised at what you both like.
