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As I said, this was the conversation Donna had with Ellen; which was recounted to me over the course of the rest of the day, overnight and into the next day. Mike had returned by now, bringing fresh drinks, and the three of us were finally alone. It was three o'clock, we hadn't yet been in for a swim, the sun was very warm and the talk turned to lighter and more casual subjects. Donna slipped the light dress over her head, the one she was wearing as a cover-up while Ellen visited. The cover-up, we now realized, was a distraction; her bathing suit was the main event. The bra was a single piece… 続きを読む

Donna reported on the Wednesday that Ellen had called. After she was at our house to pick up the k**s on the previous Saturday, it seems Ellen couldn't stop thinking about their conversation about Donna having had sex with Mike.… 続きを読む

Donna and I started to date in our senior year of high school. I was a virgin; she wasn't. Her introduction to sex began the July before our first date in the fall of 1998. Her brother, Jeff and new sister-in-law ,a lady named Jan, were back for the summer to spend a month at home. It would be Jan's introduction to her new family, and by the time they had left, she had made a profound impact on all who met her and especially on Donna. Jan was older than Donna, a hair dresser and escitition by trade, who spent her entire life in Vancouver, hopelessly spoiled by her father. She was very pretty… 続きを読む

Donna showered, neatly trimmed her pubic patch, the landing strip as she likes to call it, styled her hair and took an inordinate time making up for Mike. He was bringing his son and nephew out for an afternoon swim. He had been watching both k**s for three days as his ex-wife Ellen and her sister were out of town. In a text to Donna, he asked her if he could bring the k**s out for a swim on his sex Saturday. Ellen was due to pick them up this afternoon and Donna thought, correctly, he was looking for relief from the k**s.. I suggested Ellen could retrieve them at our place in the afternoon. T… 続きを読む

Donna and Mike lay nude on the bed; I was on the love seat. We were having a drink. It was his Thursday night for pussy, and he had just finished in Donna for the second time. He hadn't been out for four weeks - some was Donna's time, a week, by his other commitments, and one week, she entertained Ron during the time Mike regularly visited. Ron always drew precedence with her. Firstly, he was from out of town and it was a large commitment for him to find an adequate reason to come back to visit, which would satisfy his wife. He had worked here, for a time, as did his wife, but neither were bor… 続きを読む

Larry met her at the front and invited her into his house. When out of the view of neighbours, he gave her a long sensual kiss. Their tongues met and explored each others mouths; he wrapped his arms around her as she lightly stroked his crotch. "You know why you were invited here, don't you?" "Yes I do," Donna said, "I am here to fuck your husband in front of you." "That true," Mia said, "Larry likes to show off his conquests. He likes to spread the love. Be careful, my dear, he can be a nasty son of a bitch." "I'm only playing a role, Mia, and I'm having a lot of fun doing it, for the mom… 続きを読む

I must admit, Donna said she was a little apprehensive about going to Larry's house today. She didn't know quite what to expect. She'd been there a couple of times before, after dates with him, and it was quite fulfilling for them. On her first visit, she fucked Larry twice, slept with him, and before leaving the next morning, fucked him again. Larry had told her that it was perfectly safe, his wife was out of town and he had accounted for his k**s. His daughter, Laura, was, for the most part, living with her boyfriend, and on a During his last visit, she had fucked him twice, and reported to… 続きを読む

Donna and Mike lay nude on the bed; I was on the love seat. We were having a drink. It was his Thursday night for pussy, and he had just finished in Donna - a short but intense fuck. He hadn't been out for four weeks - some was Donna's time, a week, by his other commitments, and one week, she entertained Ron during the time Mike regularly visited. Ron always drew precedence with her; firstly, he was from out of town and it was a large commitment for him to find an adequate reason which would satisfy his wife to come back to our city. He had worked here, for a time, as did his wife, but neither… 続きを読む

I know Mike understood that about Donna. When Donna was aroused, the first indication was her nipples. They would protrude about an inch, perfect for sucking. Just about every guy she had ever fucked commented on how long and firm they were after sucking them hungrily. I told Mike about that, and we would joke about it. She would wear tight tee's, or when she wore her bikini, I would comment about her 'temperature probes being out". I knew that Mike understood. I served him well over time. After he became a regular visitor to our house for sex, he would know when he came in the door how quickl… 続きを読む

I set the alarm for very early, but turned it down in volume so that only I would hear it. I certainly didn't want to disturb the rest of the house as I was to be the one to wake Donna and Mike up. I was already handicapped by nature because I knew Mike would wake up with a raging hard-on having to piss after a long night's sleep, unless he had awakened through the night, in which case, the whole plan would be ruined. I showered quickly and put on a pair of sweat shorts, then quietly came downstairs. The lights were still off and the room was very still. As I approached the living room I… 続きを読む

Donna finished her drink, gathered the glasses and stood up. She looked magnificent; her hair was slightly disheveled, her eyes sparkling, her skin glistening. She looked down at Mike's naked body and smiled. He lay spread eagle on the floor, his cock, now soft, lay over his upper thigh. Even soft, it had to measure eight inches long and just as thick as when it was erect. Donna had done a terrific job tonight, satisfying his magnificent cock not once, but twice, and in taking two loads of Mike's cum deep inside her. Donna and I were well aware Mike had been painfully horny for the last w… 続きを読む

I waited in the den for about 10 minutes before I heard stirring from upstairs. In a moment or two, footsteps quietly sounded on the staircase, then stopped at the entrance to the den. The door opened and Donna came in. I had the lights turned low, but I could see everything of my beautiful wife. Her eyes were glazed, but sparkling, her hair slightly disheveled, and she wore the biggest smile I have ever seen. She was naked, her nipples were red and erect, Mike's cum still matted in her pubic hair. She said she had come downstairs to make fresh drinks and to check on me. She reminded hi… 続きを読む

My wife Donna loves to have sex with other men. Since we've been married, about twelve years now, she has fucked thirty different guys, most of them strangers, and most of them pick-ups for a one night stand. One fellow, her manager, whom she worked with in the bank, gets her pussy regularly, probably a sixteen times in the last three years. He is a special case; his name is Ron. When he can, he comes down to our city, but most often, it seems, we make the trip up there. As far as he knows, he thinks Donna and he have a clandestine relationship, having to meet secretly. That's certainly the c… 続きを読む