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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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So I probably bit off more than I could chew. Perusing fab I stumble across a KIK account: mymilfwife72. It is the usual kind of bi-curious husband, eager to show you pictures of his very hot wife. In this instance she was indeed fantastic. About 5 foot 8. Size 12. gorgeous tanned skin and immaculately dressed.
Normally I don't waste my time with Hubby's like this. But I wanted her.
He told me she didn't like to play so much anymore, but they both still spoke about Gangbangs.
I suggested that we arranged an accidental meet in a coffee shop. with myself and two other friends of mine.
I am 35 openly bi, rugby players build and 6 foot 1.
Iain is 45 - slimmer and a university professor. He is Canadian and bi playful.
James is 36 - he is a lawyer, always immaculately dressed, and a good 8 inches plus... |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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We met in a bar in Glasgow City centre called blue dog. At night it is a funky cocktail-come-jazz bar. But throughout the day is fairly quiet. I was fairly sure the only people who would be in the premises would be us and mymilfwife72.
It was a Friday around 4pm. We all had pints in hand when milfy walked in the door. She was stunning. Long blonde hair that had just a little wave of uniqueness through it. She was dressed in tight trousers and a long figure hugging coat. Hubby looked nervous. He didn't have the presence of his kik chats. He spoke of her being treated as a slut lots. However, it was immediately apparent that she was the one in this relationship with any moxy.
As they approached the bar Ian smiled at them and suggested since it was so quiet that they joined us. Hubby tried to take a seat but milfy, still oblivious to the plan, agreed and almost instinctively positioned herself at the bar between the three of us. Immediately ostracising herself from hubby.
I was immediately attracted to the contours of her ass. Although she was in her late 40s. You could tell that she was squatting in the gym. My mind began to imagine her squatting on me as she explored my two mates. I could see her eagerly enjoying all of our cocks. Hubby didn't fit though. He wasn't confident or intellectual. I was quickly building up resentment towards him. |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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The conversation progressed and milfy was asking Ian where he was from. She innocently assumed he was American. His riposte was priceless. Us Canadians are much kinkier than our North American brothers. You need to travel as far south as Brazil, he went on, before you get even close to a Canadians kinkiness.
At this point James, the lawyer, explains that we are all friends because of our love of sex. She seems shocked at first. Which is an absolute facade. I have been wanking over pics of her with several cocks for the past two weeks. All kindly surprised by hubby,
She flirts openly with James and Iain and suggests if she had known she was going to be in such esteemed company she would have dressed to impress.
I turn to hubby, "you have 90 minutes to go buy her a dress." She will be just fine here with us. He tries to mutter a response and I turn to milfy, "will you please tell your darling husband you would like him to go buy you something appropriate?"
They both looked shocked. He asks to talk to her privately. Ian says I think we should finish these and leave.
She says no. Go buy me something sexy. We won't leave the bar.
As he is about to leave. I shout him back. "Shouldn't you kiss your wife goodbye?" He leans into kiss her and James ans Ian both place a hand on her ass. |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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As soon as he leaves the bar. Milfy looks at me. She leans in and whispers in my ear, "he planned this didn't he?"
I pull her in close by placing my hand on the base of her spine and whisper back, "he has no idea what he has planned. He is soft. Tonight is all about you. You are free to leave at any point. You can have as much or as little fun as you wish. Tonight the only person in control is you. By the way, you are much sexier in the flesh..."
She kisses me on the cheek and blows suggestively in my ear. I smile at her. "Shall we have some champagne?"
Yes. She says. And you kinky fuckers can explain what the hell is going on.
We order some dom Perignon and sit down at a table. Milfy sits between myself and James - she keeps her hand on my leg. Not in a sexy manner. More for protection.
I explain about the kik account and that I had suggested we all meet. She is uncertain. You guys all seem lovely and he has tried to have me do this in the past. He is always trying to get me to do things I am not keen on. I don't know if I should thank him this time or leave him. I can tell she is serious. He is always asking me to dress slutty and flirt with his boss and all sorts of other things.
"I find that unpalatable," says James. Regardless of what happens tonight we would never make you feel cheap.
Her hand instantly relaxes on my thigh. "That's just made me a little wet."
so if I were to come with you... What would the plan be.
We all laugh. It's your plan. No one else's. You can have as many of as or as few of us as you like. She smiles, "you are like a well groomed boy band. You all have your attributes."
"That's what we think,"I say with a chuckle.
She explains that she is keen. But she goes on to explain that she knows he will bring her something slutty and cringeworthy back to wear.
There is a simple answer to that. I interject. He wears it. He can be the slut tonight if that is his thing.
"God, I would love that she says." As she finishes her third glass of dom and slides her hand towards my crotch. |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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I look down at my phone. I have about 20 kik messages.
Most of them are banal. How's it going? Is she ok? Does she know? Please don't tell her I planned this.
The penultimate message said. Almost done. The slut is going to love this. The final message said I will be with you in 15 minutes.
I respond... Oh yes. The slut is going to get treated exactly like they deserve tonight.
Yes he responds immediately. Stretch the slut. Make the slut beg you to stop. Fuck her good.
I respond. Be careful what you wish for my friend. |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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I order another bottle of Dom Perignon and inform milfy that he will be back in 5.
When I explain that her pathetic hubby has been kikking me she seems sad.
"Are you ok?" I ask.
"Yes. I shouldn't be disappointed. I have lived with him for 18 years. I just still get disappointed. I mean he has left me here on my own with you three. You could be serial killers. Yet he is messaging you and hasn't even text me to see if I am ok."
"Are you angry with him or sad for yourself?" I enquire.
"Both. If he wasn't such a good father to the kids. I probably wouldn't be with him. I just want to feel respected."
"You want to feel like a lady." I say.
"Yes exactly. And with him I only ever feel like a mum, or a pawn in his fantasies or a slut."
I feel an enormous attraction and bond at this point and I pull her in tight. Her head rests on my chest and I kiss the top of her head gently.
Hubby is standing at the door watching her be consoled by me. I wink at him and hold tighter. |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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As hubby walks in the door James laughs. He is carrying his newly bought purchases in cheap, crumpled carrier bags.
James turns to the boys and says - agent provocateur have slipped on their packaging. We all laugh. Hubby looks bemused.
Would you like to see what I have bought? He looks like a kid who has just bought his first Christmas gift.
We don't have time. Ian explains a taxi is booked.
Milfy and I walk outside hand in hand to a mini cab. Ian takes the bags from hubby.
"That's a mini cab. It only holds four." Says hubby nervously.
Give Ian your purchases I say. You can make your on way. I will kik you the address.
"Where are we going?" He asks.
We have an apartment booked in the Italian centre. Merchant city. I say. I will text you the address.
I open the door for milfy. She steps in confidently. |
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As we take the taxi, just a mile along the road to the merchant city. Ian has a look in the bag.
"Holy mother of..."
"What has he bought?"
James guesses that he has bought fish net stockings. Crotchless pants and a black pvc dress.
"Nearly right. A red pvc dress. Size 14. There is no way she is a 14. He doesn't even have hold ups for the stockings. This would have cost about 20 quid."
I smile and say it is fate. It will fit him better than it would fit her.
"Please be nice to him" she pleads.
Once again I reassure milfy that tonight is for her.
As we enter the apartment in the Italian centre, milfy loves the full length windows looking onto bruntsfield.
James stands behind her with his hand on her waist and kisses her cheek. She lets out a little shrill. Ian places a kiss on her neck and you can see her nipples becoming aroused through her bra and clothing.
"Why don't you three become acquainted with one another, I can prepare hubby"
I pick up the blue bags and kik him the buzzer number. |
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He enters the apartment and I escort him to a different bedroom.
He is anxious. He wants to know where she is. We can both hear groaning in the lounge.
"This is not what we agreed." He says anxiously.
I open the bags. "Your wife is not a slut. She is a beautiful, intelligent lady with sexual fantasies like all of us. Whether or not she fulfils them is her business. She should be respected at all times. Do you agree with that slut?"
He nods his head.
"Do you think you have cheapened her and taken her for granted over the last 18 years?"
He begins to cry.
"And these clothes. For fuck's sake. She is your wife not some cheap whore."
"I am sorry he says."
Well she wants to get you back I say. I know I am stretching the truth here. But I don't like him.
I throw him the outfits and a Mach three blade.
Shave all your hair off. Just like you have demanded of her and put that outfit on. All of it.
You will be locked in this room to prepare. I am going to go and see your wife.
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As I walk along the hall I can hear milfy groaning.
When I enter, she is spread eagled on the rug, face down, baby oiled from head to toe, enjoying a 4 handed massage.
Her skin is a beautiful deep tan colour. Not quite olive, but the baby oil is accentuating the tan that she has. All three of them are naked.
Ian is completely hard and James is flaccid.
She looks up and smiles at me. "I could get used to this."
"Has she been naughty?"
Ian says, "no, she wanted to wait on you. Apparently you make her feel safe."
"Well I am here now. This is your gig. How do you want to play it sexy."
"Firstly I certainly want all three of you. But let's just have a little foreplay. Perhaps we can make some noise and tease that cuck hubby of mine."
She starts to laugh and increases her voice. "You are all at least an inch and a half bigger than my husband. Air tight you say? You naughty boys... She stands up and begins undressing me as Ian takes her nipple in his mouth. James sits down on the ground and spreads her legs a little so he can taste her.
"Boys... You really are all fantastic" she yells.
James has a mammoth cock. As she gets wet in his hands he feeds it to her and she kisses me each time. He is getting harder as she gets wetter.
I am now naked and erect. I want to be the first to penetrate her. I normally don't care. But I have a connection with her. I know if I leave the room she will be on all fours with these two also instantly. I am the pacemaker.
"Can I take you to see your husband?" |
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As we enter the room. Hubby is sitting on the bed wearing the stockings, the crotchless pants and the red pvc dress. He has been unable to zip it up, partly because he is too big and partly due to the location of the zip.
I was impressed with how well he had shaved his pubic hair and it looked as if he had even shaved his legs before putting the stockings on. There is hope for him as a sub.
She looks shocked as she enters the room. She grips my hand tightly.
I am torn as to how to proceed. I want to punish him. I genuinely don't like him. But I can see the fear in his eyes and the subsequent concern felt by her. She needs to be adored. She has longed to be adored. Abusing hubby, sadly, just may be a step to far.
"What do you think?" I am her.
She turns to hubby. "Are you ok?" She turns back to me. "Tell him he can put his own clothes on. Tell him he doesn't need to do this. It is nt right. I have being doing things against my will for years to please him. I wouldn't wish it on anyone."
I turn to hubby. His limp cock is hanging out of the crotchless pants and the front zip is mm away from catching his scrotum.
"Do you want to put your clothes on and go home?"
He shakes his head.
"How do you feel?" I ask.
"Like a cheap slut.but I like it"
She turns to him and says, " I am glad you are wearing that and not me." They both laugh. For the first time I see the bond that has kept them together.
"These men, have pampered me, complimented me, been interested in me all evening.
"I am going to make love to them. All of them."
He nods.
"You will never make me feel like a whore again."
He mouths sorry. But doesn't speak it.
She places her arms around my waist. We kiss. It is a deep and passionate kiss. I know I represent the man she wants him to be in that moment.
Placing her hands around my neck she turns to him. "Chris also tells me you are bi. 18 years and you have never felt the need to tell me. Go on then. Get on your knees and prepare him for me."
We return to kiss. As my erection swells in the cuck mouth. |
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I continue to be intoxicated by milfy's kisses as hubby eagerly flicks his tongue over my erect penis. It is almost a background sensation as I hold his wife 's hips and kiss sensually.
She asks if we should invite the others through. I suggest hubby would look good sucking is all in front of that full length window.
She laughs. Looks down at him on his knees. "Deep throating is not as easy as it looks is it?" She begins stroking my penis. Pulling my foreskin back and then taking him by the hair and forcing him down on my thick seven and a half inches. He is gagging. But she shows no mercy. "I used to have a gag reflex. But you trained it out of me. You better not be sick you pathetic little bi fantasist. You had better not be sick."
She drops to her knees and takes my entire shaft to the back of her throat. Looking up at my face for validation. We eyes are beautiful.
I say to her. You will never manage James' cock. It is huge. She smiles. Let's go through and see. We should make it a bet... |
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When we enter the main living area. James and Ian are in the open plan kitchen popping open another bottle of bubbly.
James in his typical fashion mimics looking at a watch. "I was beginning to get a complex, spare wheel comes to mind."
"There will be no spare wheels today. My effeminate husband was just preparing Chris and I for the night ahead. Weren't you darling?"
He nods.
I lift her up and she wraps her legs around my waist. I place her on the kitchen worktop.
"Champagne?" James asks, as he pours it down her tight 34d breasts. And starts to lick it off.
"I bet those bubbles would feel good on my clitoris she says. Ian takes the bottle. "I would be delighted to oblige."
She is so playful and sexy. She has a youth that defies her years. Hubby has placed himself in his knees by my side. He is sitting like an inept guard dog. His wife is in mood to be saved though.
"You need to hurry up and get hard James. I have a bet with Chris I won't be able to deep throat you."
"What's the bet?"
"We haven't worked that out yet." I need to find Chris's boundaries.
Chris is a top. Says Ian. Always needs to be in control.
"Interesting..." She says.
"But I quite like him being in control"
"Chris... If I can deep throat James... You have to put on the suspenders and fuck my husband. If I can't I will do anything, and I mean anything you request of me..."
She starts to moan as Ian slides a finger insider her and continues to work on her clit.
"I am so close to my first orgasm. Is it a deal Chris?"
I lean and kiss her to seal the deal as she lets out a scream and bites down on my top lip.
I am completely in lust with this girl. X |
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Ian has a monster cock. tasting her on his lips has shifted him from flaccid to not even semi erect.
Milfy appears to be super sensitive after her first orgasm. He wants more of her.. but she is going to need time to recover.
Hubby is still sitting on his knees. Like a good dog. James is fully clothed. Ian still has his shirt on. I am naked. Hubby is bursting out the cheap pvc outfit. but his legs look good from the shaving. Milfy looks sublime.
After she gains her breath from her orgasm. She smiles.
"That was fantastic."
"I have never orgasmed from oral before"
"But Ian, I need you to get hard." she is still sitting on the worktop as she unbuttons his tailor made shirt. He is always immaculate.
she pulls me over and we kiss as a three. all our lips touching. I am flabbergasted by how confident she is.
I summon her husband over. help Ian get hard.
"yes please darling, you know I have always wanted to see you suck cock. and to think you have been doing it behind my back."
She drops herself off the worktop and places the top of her foot on her husbands balls. Placing her hand to the back of his head - she edges him to Ian's 8 inches of thick flaccid cock.
I hope it grows, Ian - I really do.
"It will he says"
Hubby is a hard one to figure out. He seems to want to suck cock, but looks disgusted with himself all at once. Nevertheless he complies.
Ian - looks at milfy. "Can I have a finger in my ass too?"
I think he was meaning hubbys. but she stands behind him and begins to kiss his neck. she places a finger in my mouth and chuckles. Lube me up Chris.
She starts to finger his ass as her husband gets Ian to beyond his 9 inches. His cock really is magnificent.
James and I sit on the worktop and watch. it really is a wonderful site.
Milfy occasionally kisses Ian deep. She is often given myself and James seductive eye contact.
"is he fully hard yet? Try and deep throat him for me darling" Hubby keeps gagging, making a painful and violent noise. It is displaces by the sound of her kisses and her sexy voice commentating on how deep she can get her finger and the dulcet sounds of her kissing Ian.
Hubby can't deepthroat Ian. But I am sure she is going to manage x
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Reading this brings back some memories.
Can not wait for more 
keep going !!!
