Threesome

Have you ever asked what your wife gets up when she’s at work? Is she coming back later than expected, and rushes upstairs to wash and change before even having the chance to exchange a few words? Does she avoid intimacy at the excuse that she had a difficult day in the office? Does she wear inappropriate underwear for work? If all this sounds familiar, you should read.

I’d like to tell you a story about a situation that developed at work a year ago. At the time I worked in the service charged with an electric retail company. There were about ten guys serving all kinds of domestic appliances. We had some girls working on the help desk and customer reception on the stairs, but our floor was rather an environment dominated by men, so you can imagine the pleasure among the guys when our service manager used a very young cleaner. She only worked part-time, but she looked at her breasts swelling while she wrestled with the electric floor polisher every morning became a distraction. At 11:30, she would make tea and coffee and bring it around each of our offices on a plateau. Guys would always be mistaken, tickle her while she had the tray and usually have fun. She was a little embarrassed at first, but it wasn’t long before she came back as well as she had.

I watched like Larry pulled his dick out of her pussy and got the sex tube from her desk drawer. He pulled a bunch of slippery stuff out of his new secretary’s hole. Her name was Amy. He rubbed her a little on his cock covered with pussy juice and put her to his asshole. It was an ebony work of art. At 51, she was the oldest that Larry had ever fucked. It was also the first black woman he had fucked. She had about 5'8" and about 130 pounds. With its 38 DD breasts, its slender size and its fairly generous hips Amy was a very curvaceous package. I saw why Larry went after her, after all that she was a carbon copy of me just a little bit more tan. She was currently bent on the back of the leather sofa in her desk. I watched from my office through a closed circuit camera system. I watched him on my 19-inch screen. There’s a hundred dollars in the fall. You see Larry betting me a hundred dollars he’d fuck her in less than two weeks. It was Friday and exactly five days in the betting and I looked like the head of his dick threw himself in his ass. Ass, it was gonna cost me another note. Our stuff was always a hundred per hole. Of course, mouths don’t matter. I was jealous of him right now, while I saw his big white dick disappearing in his black cave. His shaved balls bounced from his pussy lips while he grossly jumped his ass. She started to groan and grow so he could fuck harder. Goddamn it, how could I beat it? I looked at five long exhausting covers Amy’s face and make him white with his cream. She started using her fingers to push the cream in her mouth when Larry stopped her and leaned and started licking her face’s sperm. After he had finished, he kissed her loud and shared her sperm with her.

“Honey, you don’t really think so, do you?” Connie wasted after hearing what he wanted her to do.

“Yes, honey, I really do. You said you asked yourself what it would be, okay, I want you to know it.” He told her to look in her eyes.

She couldn’t believe it. She only mentioned it a few times, fantasizing with him and now he told him that he wanted her to do it so that she knew and didn’t wonder. Should she? She wasn’t so sure. What would he feel and do if she did it while he looked. It was one of the demands that he could monitor her.

A neighbor with two girls (18 & 20) fought with them and threw them both out of the house. Heather, eighteen years old, had made babysitting for us several times, and is practically considered one of the family. When we found that she had nowhere to go, we invited her to stay with us until she had an apartment. His eldest sister moved in with one of her girlfriends.

Needless to say with a voluptuous girl 14 years my junior, my thoughts began to wander. My eyes were not particularly concerned about how she sat or sat on the house. I was able to turn off the beautiful nipples of her breasts and see how incredibly well formed the firm cheeks of her butt! Sometimes it would run through the house with nothing but a towel, and it would be held a little too high. The view of his ass and hair covering what every man desires began to drive me wild.

A week later, Kay was preparing for her bath and Jim loved her in the back and behind, admiring the beauty of her wife at least her long legs and naked breasts.

“Oh, Jim, last week was so, I never knew what it could be. I was in heaven.”

“I know, it was beautiful.”

“And now,” she said, “and now?”

Jim smiled. “You will know what you want and what you want to do at the time. "

Joni and I were married several years when the subject of black men came first. She told me one night, while we fucked, that she fantasized about kissing a black man very well suspended. She said she’d always wondered if what they said about black men’s dicks was true. I told him what I saw in the showers on board while I was in the Navy. Some of these guys had dicks that would make a green horse with desire. It really pushed her. She got on my dick, shut her eyes and put my brain on me. I could say by her frenetic rhythm that she thought about what I told her.

I know a guy isn’t supposed to think of his sister as a woman, much less kissing, but how many guys come home to find their sisters on the four, blowing a guy while another fuck her from behind?

Leslie is a younger year than I, so, just nineteen, and she has, frankly, a fantastic, fucking body. I mean, she’s got big breasts, long legs prefected, and a ass that all the guys in our high school had waited.

I became a hot woman five years ago at the request of my divorced husband. During my adventures as a hot woman, I discovered a desire for a hot young cock. Tonight I wanted a young cock so I spent two hours preparing for the test.

A sensual hot oil bath, followed by a quick session with my chromed dildo, made the juices and hard nipples flow: just say that it put me in the right frame of mind! Then came the wardrobe: the “special” outfit for special occasions like these.

We planned a fishing trip and camp for the first week after the school closed. My wife, daughter and son also invited Ashley, Tammy’s boyfriend. Ashley was a neighbor who lived a few doors in the neighborhood. For a few days, we all prepared with enthusiasm for the journey. The day before our departure, our son Jack came down with a virus and it seemed that the trip was to be cancelled. The girls were extremely disappointed and complained about something horrible. The morning we were supposed to leave, my wife suggested I take the girls and she’d stay home with Jack. He was better, but she thought he’d stay close to him. Camping and fishing wasn’t exactly his favorite activity anyway. I think she welcomed the apology back. The girls were happy, the car was almost all packed, so we went.

It should not have happened, normally there was no way that it would happen, but I only have to blame myself and what it could do to my life. It was my 25th birthday and for a reason that this one really hit me. I was fortunately married, my husband was great with me and we both had very good jobs. I guess everything was so good that I didn’t know what it would be like not having the things that got me back as I asked them. For a few weeks after my birthday, I was in a slum and I couldn’t get out of it. Even my husband Wayne noticed that I wasn’t myself and he asked if it was something he did to me. I felt bad for him because he had nothing to do with my feelings. I don’t know if it was hormones or anything, but I wasn’t happy with my life, but I knew everything in my life was as good as possible. Nothing in my life could prepare me for the wild journey I was going to take just because I thought I had problems that were really not there.