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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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The text asked me if I could make the following Thursday evening. Could I? Of course I could!
The morning of that Thursday I went off to work as usual, but about an hour in I felt really unwell and thought I was going to black out. That cleared but I still felt really unwell, my workmate saying I looked terrible. Managing to drive home, climb into bed cursing my luck. I was going to have to cancel. I was worried how they would take it, worried they would think I had bottled it. I sent a text asking if it was safe to talk. I then rang, explaining I was really unwell. Luckily she could hear it in my voice, told me to get well and we would rearrange. I don't ever remember feeling like that before or since. I can't remember whether I worked on the following day, possibly, I'm self employed.
I needn't have worried too much, a couple of days later I received another text, asking if I was better and would I be able to meet the following week? Again, I said yes. She explained it would be with the other guy this time, which was fine with me.
We arranged to meet at a service station just outside of Southampton, there's only one, again I arrived a little early, again a text to say they were running late. About 30 minutes later they drove up and I got out. They apologised for being late, said they thought it was easier to meet there and for me to follow them, which is what I did. I do remember as I looked in the car she was wearing a mini and stockings. We arrived at the house, invited in given a cup of tea, sat down and had a brief chat. A few ground rules, socks had to be removed and she liked baby oil rubbed in before anything else. She stood up and removed her skirt and top, I honestly can't remember, other than her stockings, if she wore any underwear but I don't think so. She was gorgeous! Petite, small breasted, tight little bum, all my dreams come true. As she lay on the floor, sitting room floor, light off but several candles burning, the other guy had stripped off and started to rub oil into her body. I sat on the sofa, watching along with her husband. He asked if I was going to join in? So, I stripped off too, poured some oil into my hand and joined the other two on the floor. I rubbed the oil into her back, before she turned over. The other guy started to rub the inside of her thighs which left me to massage those lovely tits. I'm sure I must have kept poking her with my cock as I don't remember it being that hard before! The other guy had his head between her legs making her shudder as I continued rubbing her upper body. He then moved up, ready to fuck her. She opened her thighs, allowing him access. Not sure what to do, I returned to the sofa and sat watching with her husband, who was very much enjoying himself and kept encouraging her, telling her how great she looked. He was also videoing. Something else they had cleared with me. It was for their private use and I had no problem with that.
After fucking her for, maybe five minutes or so, possibly longer, he pulled out, she got on her hands and knees and her husband told me to join her. This had been what I had really wanted. A woman who knew how to enjoy herself and me invited to play. All those stories in forum magazine, the readers wives in other top shelf magazines I had read and now it was my turn. As I knelt behind her, looking at her just fucked pussy, holding onto my cock, guiding it towards her. As I entered her, I can't describe the feelings going through my head. Her husband calling encouragement, the other guy keeping his cock hard by wanking. I was actually in one of the stories I had read, only this time it was real life. I remember fucking her for a few minutes only before saying out loud and I'm not normally vocal, 'I'm cumming, oh shit I'm going to cum!' I remember her looking over her shoulder asking me not to, to hold on, but it was all too much for me and I came. As I pulled out and sat back down the other guy took over. Watching the scene being played out in front of me, it didn't take long for my cock to harden again. But we stopped for a break, she needed the loo and we had another cup of tea.
After the tea break, I remember the two of us enjoyed her together, her husband sat watching. I can't remember all the details, but she was spitroast and she was also very proactive, sitting on my cock. I guess I came again, I don't remember, I remember leaving them around 11.30, still playing, with a very big smile on my face!! |