Slut MILF wife Erin with one of her younger bull s
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After my encounter with 2 of my students, and Cory leading me to believe that he had more fun in store for me, I waited anxiously for round 2 with the big fellow. Sadly, weeks passed without any further contact with him. Chris, on the other hand, waited a week or so and started to message me. At first the messages were fairly innocent ones, “hey pretty lady, how’s your day going?”, and others like this. Eventually I mentioned that I hadn’t heard anything from Cory and was informed that he had a new girlfriend which made me happy for him. After another week of innocent messages from Chris, they started to ramp up a bit into some serious flirting.
Chris: “What are you wearing?”
Me: “Jeans and a T-shirt.”
Chris: “Too bad, that’s way too much clothing for what I’m thinking about.”
Me: “Oh? And what are you thinking about?”
Chris: “You in a skirt.”
Me: “Why’s that?”
Chris: “Because I want to stand behind you, lift it up, and give you something.”
Me: “Is that right?”
Chris: “Can’t stop thinking about it.”
Me: “Well that’s certainly a good visual. I’d like that.”
Chris: “I want to make it happen. Can we Skype?”
Me: “When?”
Chris: “Now!”
I turned on my Skype and waited to be messaged. Within seconds I was looking at Chris from the waist up, shirtless. This was the first time I’d really had a good chance to look closely at him. His body was completely covered in tattoos, right up to his chin. A real bad boy look if there ever was one. He was a little shyer when he had to be on camera, at first at least. He made some small talk and the moment was being lost so I took the initiative now to keep things on track, “Where’s your shirt?”
Chris: “With my other clothes.
Me: “And where is that?”
Chris: “On my floor.”
Me: “Prove it.”
He pushed his chair back and stood. As he did his body came into view. Sure enough, he was completely nude with all 7 or so inches of his thick cut cock standing at full attention. Before I could say a word he started to stroke it, “is this what you wanted to see?” he asked. I nodded and licked my lips. He sat back down, tilting his cam to his waist area. Now he asked, “You going to give me something to look at to make this easier?” I smiled and lifted my shirt off and then took my bra off, “like this?” He moaned his approval upon seeing my C-cups and me starting to play with my nipples. His pace increased slightly as did his breathing. He stopped and reached out of view, then produced a bottle of lube which he squirted onto his palm and continued stroking. “Can I see more?” he asked. I decided to tease him a bit:
Me: “Like what?”
Chris: “Everything.”
Me: “Nah, you’ve already seen it all.”
Chris: “And it left me wanting more.”
Me: “But if I give you more, you’ll be satisfied and I’ll be left hungry.”
Chris: “Yes. Hopefully hungry for the real thing. Please show me.”
He was breathing pretty hard now. I stood and left the room, “I’ll be right back.” He moaned again. I quickly ran to my room, dropped my jeans and panties and put on a short skirt, then got low and slid back into the frame so he could only see me as before from the waist up. His stroking had slowed somewhat which I was happy to see. I teased him a bit more:
Me: “Can you get it closer to the camera for me?”
Chris stood, adjusted his camera and sat back down. The camera couldn’t be more than a foot from the tip of his cock. I could now clearly see a dribble of precum leaking from the head as his hand pushed up the length of his shaft with each stroke.”
Me: “You almost look excited to see me.” Chris moaned again. I continued, “Is this what you want? To stoke virtually, or would you prefer the real thing?”
Chris: “Oh God no, I want you for real!”
Me: “Good. I want you too. But there’s a condition.” Chris stopped stroking and I continued, “I want my husband there watching you fuck me.”
There was a huge pause, to the point that I started to think we had a connection problem. Chris wasn’t stroking anymore. He tilted his cam back to his face and asked, “Did I hear you right? You want your husband to watch us have sex?” I nodded. Chris asked, “Is he gay or something?” I laughed, “Far from it. Remember how you felt when you and Cory fucked me? Did it turn you on to watch?” He nodded and murmured. “It’s no different. He’s secure in our relationship and loves seeing me with other men. It’s a major turn-on for both of us.” This was followed by an uncomfortable silence, then Chris spoke finally, “I guess I get it. Seems a bit odd but sure. If that’s what it takes to have you then why not?” I wanted to get him back on track quickly. I was wet and wanted to watch him finish, “If you’re good with it, show me you’re still turned on.”
He quickly adjusted his camera again so that it was looking straight on at the underside of his cock with his chest and abdomen in the background. He was still hard but not as hard as he had been. I prompted him, “Stroke it for me baby. Show me that big hard cock so I know what I’m in for." He resumed stroking and became fully hard again in seconds. Now I sprung my surprise on him and stood, pushing my chair back. “Sweet!” he exclaimed, upon seeing my short schoolgirl skirt. Without a word I turned my back to him and leaned over my chair, exposing my ass and shaved pussy to him. He moaned as I looked back over my shoulder at him. I wiggled my ass which shifted my skirt up higher, then I spread my legs a bit and slid my hand between them. I worked my fingers up and down my slit, then slipped a finger inside as I pushed my palm against my clit.
Chris: “Oh fuck yes! You’re so fucking hot! I want to stick my tongue up your pussy.”
Me: “Yes? What else?”
Chris: “I’m going to lick it and get you dripping wet, then I’m going to slide my cock head up and down it.”
Me: “Oh yeah? With a condom?”
Chris: “That depends. What do you prefer?”
Me: “Bare of course, as long as you’re clean.”
Chris: “I am, and I’ll prove it if that helps.”
Me: “Please continue.”
Chris: “Like I said, I’m going to slide my cock head up and down your slit. I’ll make sure I’m dripping precum all over you.” I panted, working my pussy with my fingers. “Then I’ll push into you and fuck you hard.”
I knew he was getting close and I wanted to watch him cum so I prompted him, “Yes, you’re going to fuck me very hard aren’t you? I want to feel you explode inside me Chris. I want you to fuck me right there in front of my husband so he can see your young cock filling my pussy.” Chris was moaning hard now, stroking feverishly. I asked, “You going to cum for me baby? I want to watch you cum.”
Chris: “Yes, I’m going to. Oh fuck.” He moaned hard and started to shake. His hand was pausing as he started to cry out. “Fuck, fuck yes!”
He groaned as the first small dribble of cum surged from the head of his cock, then he pointed it toward his chest and continued his jerky stroking as the next shot flew up to his neck followed by another and another hitting his chest. I turned to face him, squeezing my tits, “Yes baby, shoot it all over me!” I prompted, ignoring my own urges. Chris kept groaning as his balls unloaded. His thick white semen was running down his chest and pooling in his pubes. Seeing his thick white cum against his dark inked skin was a wicked contrast, highlighting every bit of it as it slowly ran down him. I kept teasing him, “Mmmm, such a waste. Too bad my mouth wasn’t there to catch that.” Chris just kept squeezing his cock and groaning as he milked every drop out of it. Finally he reached over and grabbed a towel and wiped himself off. His cock was still firm but not quite hard and was pointing directly at the camera as the last of his cum leaked from the tip. I was tempted to finish myself off also but decided to save my itch for Chris to scratch.
Me: “So do you really want to make something happen or?” I asked.
Chris: “Oh I want you. Believe me, I want you badly. When are you available?”
We chatted a bit, then left it open but resigned to make something happen soon.
A few more days passed before I got a text from Chris, “You busy? I’d love to see you. I’m out playing pool.” I was intrigued, plus I wanted him. We went back and forth a bit with innocent messages but I think we both knew what this was about, fucking. I figured I’d solidify my intent so I asked, “Should I be brining my hubby?” Chris replied, “If that’s still the condition, yup!” I was already getting wet, knowing for certain that this young bull wanted me tonight.
Hubby and I got ready to go out. I catered to Chris’ desire and wore a short skirt without panties, a push up bra that didn’t cover my nipples, and a low cut tight shirt and headed out to meet Chris at the pool hall he was already at. We arrived shortly and headed in to find Chris. Hubby went to the bar and got us drinks while I went looking for Chris. Before I could find him, he found me and grabbed me around the waist from behind, pulling me against him. I turned to face him and he quickly pulled me tight and kissed me, slipping his tongue into my mouth. Suddenly it was like no one else was there and we made out. His hands found my ass and eventually slipped under the hem of my skirt. He broke the kiss, “Naughty girl, no panties!” I grinned and replied, “For your easier access.” We made out for a bit longer, then decided to find hubby and grab a drink.
Hubby found us, drinks in hand and followed us to Chris’ table. Mine was a vodka drink because he knows I lose all inhibitions on vodka. He and Chris had something also but I didn’t know what. I decided after a few drinks that I should visit the ladies room and left the boys to chat. Apparently hubby broke the ice and told Chris what he wanted and put him at ease by the time I arrived back. I sat down between them and soon found Chris’ hand between my legs working its way up until he was touching my clit. I let him rub me until he finally suggested we play some pool. I was pretty buzzed now and up for anything so I took his hand and he led me to the table. He broke, then I took a shot which went horribly. He dropped a few balls on his next turn, then it was mine again. I bent over to take my next shot and felt him press against me. I looked over my shoulder at him and smiled as he started grinding his cock against my ass, he was so hard! I reached behind and slid my hand down his pants and started to pull on him as he leaned forward and whispered in my ear, “I think we need to go somewhere so I can fuck you.” I nodded and we went to the table and collected hubby who was still nursing his first drink. We burst out of the place into the night, Chris and I hand-in-hand. Hubby spoke, “carpool or we follow you?” Neither Chris nor I answered right away so hubby spoke up, “How about I drive so you two can get to know each other a bit better in the back seat?” This was met with smiles by both of us and we headed to our truck with Chris and I getting in the back right away. Hubby hadn’t even left the parking lot before Chris’ fingers were inside me. Hubby adjusted the rear view mirror to get a view of us. My skirt was up and off within a minute, leaving just my bra and shoes on and I kicked off my shoes quickly. He leaned me back and was licking and fingering me for a short time before my first climax arrived. Once I composed myself and sat back up I found Chris leaned back, his pants around his ankles and his cock pointing straight up as he stroked it, “Come here and suck it” he commanded. I leaned over onto my knees and licked the tip, tasting his sweet nectar before wrapping my mouth around him and fucking him with my mouth. Chris started to moan and thrust upward. Hubby piped up, “you better not cum yet unless you can get hard again.” Chris assured hubby and I, “Don’t worry, that won’t be a problem” and continued thrusting. With one hand I cupped and squeezed his balls while I wrapped the other around his shaft and moaned. His hand went to the back of my head and held it there. I felt his balls tighten and the surge in his cock as he cried out, “Fuck yes! I’m fucking cumming Erin!” I was well aware as I was already pumping him furiously in anticipation. Instantly I felt the flood enter my mouth and I swallowed as quickly as I could, pumping and pulling as much out of him as I could until he finally removed his hand and let me up. I finished swallowing, then licked my lips and wiped us both clean with a towel hubby had ready. Now hubby asked, “Where to?”
Chris replied first, “Why not stay here and keep going?” Youth, always in a hurry although I didn’t disagree with him. I wanted him as badly as he wanted me and I wanted to keep him hard so without a word I leaned back down and started to lick the underside of his shaft, up and down, finally flicking my tongue over the tip and cleaning up the cum still leaking from it. Chris leaned back and watched as I worshiped his cock, bringing it back to full hardness. Hubby quickly found an alley to pull into so that he wouldn’t miss the show. I heard him speak to Chris, “She’s one hell of a cock sucker isn’t she?” Chris moaned his approval, then added, “She sure is but it’s that pussy I’m dying for.” I took that as my hint and quickly mounted his lap. I reached between us and guided him to my slit and rubbed him up and down it before lowering myself onto him. He felt incredible as he spread me open and pushed deep inside me. I was soon riding him wildly as we kissed, his hands squeezing my ass and setting the pace he wanted. He then lifted me a few inches, holding me there above him as he started to fuck me fast and hard from below, my head hitting the ceiling of the truck, as he took turns biting one of my nipples, then the other back and forth. Finally he dropped me down onto his lap without moving as we both caught our breath.
“Lay down” Chris ordered, still panting. I lifted myself off his thick cock and laid back on the seat, spreading my legs wide. Chris quickly mounted me and thrust back inside my aching pussy as hubby cheered him on, “yeah man, fuck that pussy!” Chris took long deep strokes, slapping hard against me with each thrust. I grabbed his face and looked into his eyes as he fucked me harder and harder. I found my legs wrapped around his waist, begging him to fuck me harder as I felt my next climax arrive. When my vision cleared, Chris was still above me grinning from ear to ear at having been able to get me off again. His cock was so hard and hot inside my tight pussy.
Now I wanted to feel him cumming so I told him so, “it’s your turn now baby. How do you want me?” He quickly replied, “From behind like we discussed.” I then recalled our conversation via Skype and how he described wanting to take me from behind. He pulled out and sat up, his cock springing straight up and twitching. It was a beautiful cock. A nice length, thicker than average, cut and shining with my juices. He opened the side door next to the building we were beside and stepped out of his pants, then got out of the truck, taking me by the hand and pulling me out. He pulled me around the door, then opened the front passenger door so that we were standing between both. He pulled me close, kissing me again, then turned me around so that I was facing hubby, and bent me over the passenger seat. I was looking straight into hubby’s eyes as Chris rubbed his cock up and down my slit again and then pushed into me as I moaned out loudly, much to my hubby’s pleasure. Chris held me by the hips as he fucked me very hard. Hubby cheered him on, “Yeah Chris, fuck her little pussy man. You going to fill my wife up? Cum in that little married slut”. He said all this to Chris while staring me in the eyes. Chris replied, “Yeah, I’m going to cum in her. I’m going to fill your fucking wife!” Chris started to moan and soon I felt him push hard as his cock jumped and twitched inside me. I felt the hot flood of his semen erupt inside me as he shook and pressed against me. He stayed there for at least a minute, waiting for his eruption to subside. Finally he withdrew and I felt a flood of his hot cum burst from me and run down the insides of both my legs.
We both quickly got back into the back of the truck and got dressed as hubby drove us back to the parking lot to get Chris’ car. Before we arrived back, Chris had taken my hand and was rubbing it across the bulge in his jeans. I looked to his face as he mouthed the words, “once more please?” I simply could not resist so I smiled and nodded and he pulled his cock out again. I slid to the floor this time and took him into my mouth with the sole purpose of sucking him dry. I took a short break and told him “fuck my mouth baby. Use me.” He didn’t need any coaxing from there on. Hubby had parked the truck and was watching and making comments as Chris held my head in his hands and fucked my mouth. His pace quickened again and his cock swelled. I was waiting to swallow his load again when he took a handful of hair and pulled me away with one hand, grabbed his cock and stroked furiously with the other until he exploded. I kept my mouth open and some went in but most coated my face and chin.
I can’t wait to see him again!
After my encounter with 2 of my students, and Cory leading me to believe that he had more fun in store for me, I waited anxiously for round 2 with the big fellow. Sadly, weeks passed without any further contact with him. Chris, on the other hand, waited a week or so and started to message me. At first the messages were fairly innocent ones, “hey pretty lady, how’s your day going?”, and others like this. Eventually I mentioned that I hadn’t heard anything from Cory and was informed that he had a new girlfriend which made me happy for him. After another week of innocent messages from Chris, they started to ramp up a bit into some serious flirting.
Chris: “What are you wearing?”
Me: “Jeans and a T-shirt.”
Chris: “Too bad, that’s way too much clothing for what I’m thinking about.”
Me: “Oh? And what are you thinking about?”
Chris: “You in a skirt.”
Me: “Why’s that?”
Chris: “Because I want to stand behind you, lift it up, and give you something.”
Me: “Is that right?”
Chris: “Can’t stop thinking about it.”
Me: “Well that’s certainly a good visual. I’d like that.”
Chris: “I want to make it happen. Can we Skype?”
Me: “When?”
Chris: “Now!”
I turned on my Skype and waited to be messaged. Within seconds I was looking at Chris from the waist up, shirtless. This was the first time I’d really had a good chance to look closely at him. His body was completely covered in tattoos, right up to his chin. A real bad boy look if there ever was one. He was a little shyer when he had to be on camera, at first at least. He made some small talk and the moment was being lost so I took the initiative now to keep things on track, “Where’s your shirt?”
Chris: “With my other clothes.
Me: “And where is that?”
Chris: “On my floor.”
Me: “Prove it.”
He pushed his chair back and stood. As he did his body came into view. Sure enough, he was completely nude with all 7 or so inches of his thick cut cock standing at full attention. Before I could say a word he started to stroke it, “is this what you wanted to see?” he asked. I nodded and licked my lips. He sat back down, tilting his cam to his waist area. Now he asked, “You going to give me something to look at to make this easier?” I smiled and lifted my shirt off and then took my bra off, “like this?” He moaned his approval upon seeing my C-cups and me starting to play with my nipples. His pace increased slightly as did his breathing. He stopped and reached out of view, then produced a bottle of lube which he squirted onto his palm and continued stroking. “Can I see more?” he asked. I decided to tease him a bit:
Me: “Like what?”
Chris: “Everything.”
Me: “Nah, you’ve already seen it all.”
Chris: “And it left me wanting more.”
Me: “But if I give you more, you’ll be satisfied and I’ll be left hungry.”
Chris: “Yes. Hopefully hungry for the real thing. Please show me.”
He was breathing pretty hard now. I stood and left the room, “I’ll be right back.” He moaned again. I quickly ran to my room, dropped my jeans and panties and put on a short skirt, then got low and slid back into the frame so he could only see me as before from the waist up. His stroking had slowed somewhat which I was happy to see. I teased him a bit more:
Me: “Can you get it closer to the camera for me?”
Chris stood, adjusted his camera and sat back down. The camera couldn’t be more than a foot from the tip of his cock. I could now clearly see a dribble of precum leaking from the head as his hand pushed up the length of his shaft with each stroke.”
Me: “You almost look excited to see me.” Chris moaned again. I continued, “Is this what you want? To stoke virtually, or would you prefer the real thing?”
Chris: “Oh God no, I want you for real!”
Me: “Good. I want you too. But there’s a condition.” Chris stopped stroking and I continued, “I want my husband there watching you fuck me.”
There was a huge pause, to the point that I started to think we had a connection problem. Chris wasn’t stroking anymore. He tilted his cam back to his face and asked, “Did I hear you right? You want your husband to watch us have sex?” I nodded. Chris asked, “Is he gay or something?” I laughed, “Far from it. Remember how you felt when you and Cory fucked me? Did it turn you on to watch?” He nodded and murmured. “It’s no different. He’s secure in our relationship and loves seeing me with other men. It’s a major turn-on for both of us.” This was followed by an uncomfortable silence, then Chris spoke finally, “I guess I get it. Seems a bit odd but sure. If that’s what it takes to have you then why not?” I wanted to get him back on track quickly. I was wet and wanted to watch him finish, “If you’re good with it, show me you’re still turned on.”
He quickly adjusted his camera again so that it was looking straight on at the underside of his cock with his chest and abdomen in the background. He was still hard but not as hard as he had been. I prompted him, “Stroke it for me baby. Show me that big hard cock so I know what I’m in for." He resumed stroking and became fully hard again in seconds. Now I sprung my surprise on him and stood, pushing my chair back. “Sweet!” he exclaimed, upon seeing my short schoolgirl skirt. Without a word I turned my back to him and leaned over my chair, exposing my ass and shaved pussy to him. He moaned as I looked back over my shoulder at him. I wiggled my ass which shifted my skirt up higher, then I spread my legs a bit and slid my hand between them. I worked my fingers up and down my slit, then slipped a finger inside as I pushed my palm against my clit.
Chris: “Oh fuck yes! You’re so fucking hot! I want to stick my tongue up your pussy.”
Me: “Yes? What else?”
Chris: “I’m going to lick it and get you dripping wet, then I’m going to slide my cock head up and down it.”
Me: “Oh yeah? With a condom?”
Chris: “That depends. What do you prefer?”
Me: “Bare of course, as long as you’re clean.”
Chris: “I am, and I’ll prove it if that helps.”
Me: “Please continue.”
Chris: “Like I said, I’m going to slide my cock head up and down your slit. I’ll make sure I’m dripping precum all over you.” I panted, working my pussy with my fingers. “Then I’ll push into you and fuck you hard.”
I knew he was getting close and I wanted to watch him cum so I prompted him, “Yes, you’re going to fuck me very hard aren’t you? I want to feel you explode inside me Chris. I want you to fuck me right there in front of my husband so he can see your young cock filling my pussy.” Chris was moaning hard now, stroking feverishly. I asked, “You going to cum for me baby? I want to watch you cum.”
Chris: “Yes, I’m going to. Oh fuck.” He moaned hard and started to shake. His hand was pausing as he started to cry out. “Fuck, fuck yes!”
He groaned as the first small dribble of cum surged from the head of his cock, then he pointed it toward his chest and continued his jerky stroking as the next shot flew up to his neck followed by another and another hitting his chest. I turned to face him, squeezing my tits, “Yes baby, shoot it all over me!” I prompted, ignoring my own urges. Chris kept groaning as his balls unloaded. His thick white semen was running down his chest and pooling in his pubes. Seeing his thick white cum against his dark inked skin was a wicked contrast, highlighting every bit of it as it slowly ran down him. I kept teasing him, “Mmmm, such a waste. Too bad my mouth wasn’t there to catch that.” Chris just kept squeezing his cock and groaning as he milked every drop out of it. Finally he reached over and grabbed a towel and wiped himself off. His cock was still firm but not quite hard and was pointing directly at the camera as the last of his cum leaked from the tip. I was tempted to finish myself off also but decided to save my itch for Chris to scratch.
Me: “So do you really want to make something happen or?” I asked.
Chris: “Oh I want you. Believe me, I want you badly. When are you available?”
We chatted a bit, then left it open but resigned to make something happen soon.
A few more days passed before I got a text from Chris, “You busy? I’d love to see you. I’m out playing pool.” I was intrigued, plus I wanted him. We went back and forth a bit with innocent messages but I think we both knew what this was about, fucking. I figured I’d solidify my intent so I asked, “Should I be brining my hubby?” Chris replied, “If that’s still the condition, yup!” I was already getting wet, knowing for certain that this young bull wanted me tonight.
Hubby and I got ready to go out. I catered to Chris’ desire and wore a short skirt without panties, a push up bra that didn’t cover my nipples, and a low cut tight shirt and headed out to meet Chris at the pool hall he was already at. We arrived shortly and headed in to find Chris. Hubby went to the bar and got us drinks while I went looking for Chris. Before I could find him, he found me and grabbed me around the waist from behind, pulling me against him. I turned to face him and he quickly pulled me tight and kissed me, slipping his tongue into my mouth. Suddenly it was like no one else was there and we made out. His hands found my ass and eventually slipped under the hem of my skirt. He broke the kiss, “Naughty girl, no panties!” I grinned and replied, “For your easier access.” We made out for a bit longer, then decided to find hubby and grab a drink.
Hubby found us, drinks in hand and followed us to Chris’ table. Mine was a vodka drink because he knows I lose all inhibitions on vodka. He and Chris had something also but I didn’t know what. I decided after a few drinks that I should visit the ladies room and left the boys to chat. Apparently hubby broke the ice and told Chris what he wanted and put him at ease by the time I arrived back. I sat down between them and soon found Chris’ hand between my legs working its way up until he was touching my clit. I let him rub me until he finally suggested we play some pool. I was pretty buzzed now and up for anything so I took his hand and he led me to the table. He broke, then I took a shot which went horribly. He dropped a few balls on his next turn, then it was mine again. I bent over to take my next shot and felt him press against me. I looked over my shoulder at him and smiled as he started grinding his cock against my ass, he was so hard! I reached behind and slid my hand down his pants and started to pull on him as he leaned forward and whispered in my ear, “I think we need to go somewhere so I can fuck you.” I nodded and we went to the table and collected hubby who was still nursing his first drink. We burst out of the place into the night, Chris and I hand-in-hand. Hubby spoke, “carpool or we follow you?” Neither Chris nor I answered right away so hubby spoke up, “How about I drive so you two can get to know each other a bit better in the back seat?” This was met with smiles by both of us and we headed to our truck with Chris and I getting in the back right away. Hubby hadn’t even left the parking lot before Chris’ fingers were inside me. Hubby adjusted the rear view mirror to get a view of us. My skirt was up and off within a minute, leaving just my bra and shoes on and I kicked off my shoes quickly. He leaned me back and was licking and fingering me for a short time before my first climax arrived. Once I composed myself and sat back up I found Chris leaned back, his pants around his ankles and his cock pointing straight up as he stroked it, “Come here and suck it” he commanded. I leaned over onto my knees and licked the tip, tasting his sweet nectar before wrapping my mouth around him and fucking him with my mouth. Chris started to moan and thrust upward. Hubby piped up, “you better not cum yet unless you can get hard again.” Chris assured hubby and I, “Don’t worry, that won’t be a problem” and continued thrusting. With one hand I cupped and squeezed his balls while I wrapped the other around his shaft and moaned. His hand went to the back of my head and held it there. I felt his balls tighten and the surge in his cock as he cried out, “Fuck yes! I’m fucking cumming Erin!” I was well aware as I was already pumping him furiously in anticipation. Instantly I felt the flood enter my mouth and I swallowed as quickly as I could, pumping and pulling as much out of him as I could until he finally removed his hand and let me up. I finished swallowing, then licked my lips and wiped us both clean with a towel hubby had ready. Now hubby asked, “Where to?”
Chris replied first, “Why not stay here and keep going?” Youth, always in a hurry although I didn’t disagree with him. I wanted him as badly as he wanted me and I wanted to keep him hard so without a word I leaned back down and started to lick the underside of his shaft, up and down, finally flicking my tongue over the tip and cleaning up the cum still leaking from it. Chris leaned back and watched as I worshiped his cock, bringing it back to full hardness. Hubby quickly found an alley to pull into so that he wouldn’t miss the show. I heard him speak to Chris, “She’s one hell of a cock sucker isn’t she?” Chris moaned his approval, then added, “She sure is but it’s that pussy I’m dying for.” I took that as my hint and quickly mounted his lap. I reached between us and guided him to my slit and rubbed him up and down it before lowering myself onto him. He felt incredible as he spread me open and pushed deep inside me. I was soon riding him wildly as we kissed, his hands squeezing my ass and setting the pace he wanted. He then lifted me a few inches, holding me there above him as he started to fuck me fast and hard from below, my head hitting the ceiling of the truck, as he took turns biting one of my nipples, then the other back and forth. Finally he dropped me down onto his lap without moving as we both caught our breath.
“Lay down” Chris ordered, still panting. I lifted myself off his thick cock and laid back on the seat, spreading my legs wide. Chris quickly mounted me and thrust back inside my aching pussy as hubby cheered him on, “yeah man, fuck that pussy!” Chris took long deep strokes, slapping hard against me with each thrust. I grabbed his face and looked into his eyes as he fucked me harder and harder. I found my legs wrapped around his waist, begging him to fuck me harder as I felt my next climax arrive. When my vision cleared, Chris was still above me grinning from ear to ear at having been able to get me off again. His cock was so hard and hot inside my tight pussy.
Now I wanted to feel him cumming so I told him so, “it’s your turn now baby. How do you want me?” He quickly replied, “From behind like we discussed.” I then recalled our conversation via Skype and how he described wanting to take me from behind. He pulled out and sat up, his cock springing straight up and twitching. It was a beautiful cock. A nice length, thicker than average, cut and shining with my juices. He opened the side door next to the building we were beside and stepped out of his pants, then got out of the truck, taking me by the hand and pulling me out. He pulled me around the door, then opened the front passenger door so that we were standing between both. He pulled me close, kissing me again, then turned me around so that I was facing hubby, and bent me over the passenger seat. I was looking straight into hubby’s eyes as Chris rubbed his cock up and down my slit again and then pushed into me as I moaned out loudly, much to my hubby’s pleasure. Chris held me by the hips as he fucked me very hard. Hubby cheered him on, “Yeah Chris, fuck her little pussy man. You going to fill my wife up? Cum in that little married slut”. He said all this to Chris while staring me in the eyes. Chris replied, “Yeah, I’m going to cum in her. I’m going to fill your fucking wife!” Chris started to moan and soon I felt him push hard as his cock jumped and twitched inside me. I felt the hot flood of his semen erupt inside me as he shook and pressed against me. He stayed there for at least a minute, waiting for his eruption to subside. Finally he withdrew and I felt a flood of his hot cum burst from me and run down the insides of both my legs.
We both quickly got back into the back of the truck and got dressed as hubby drove us back to the parking lot to get Chris’ car. Before we arrived back, Chris had taken my hand and was rubbing it across the bulge in his jeans. I looked to his face as he mouthed the words, “once more please?” I simply could not resist so I smiled and nodded and he pulled his cock out again. I slid to the floor this time and took him into my mouth with the sole purpose of sucking him dry. I took a short break and told him “fuck my mouth baby. Use me.” He didn’t need any coaxing from there on. Hubby had parked the truck and was watching and making comments as Chris held my head in his hands and fucked my mouth. His pace quickened again and his cock swelled. I was waiting to swallow his load again when he took a handful of hair and pulled me away with one hand, grabbed his cock and stroked furiously with the other until he exploded. I kept my mouth open and some went in but most coated my face and chin.
I can’t wait to see him again!
5年前
