I was so excited I soon felt another orgasm building up, but it was too soon, I wasn‘t finished yet. I stopped my motions and climbed off. Up until then I‘d had all the fun, it was time to share some with Jim.
I got to my knees on the wet floor before him and took his hard cock into my throat. He adored oral, and I loved giving it to him. I took as much of him into my mouth as I could comfortably manage. The image of him being sucked off in the garden by our neighbour‘s perfect little wife leapt into my mind. I couldn‘t stop myself from smiling around my mouthful of knob.
As I fulfilled my conjugal duties I heard the wooden bench behind me creak as our companion climbed down. He was obviously not content to sit idle any longer.
I felt his big hands grab my hips and raise my backside into the air. Still bent over, I wondered what he had in mind, and not knowing exhilarated me even further. A thick finger worked its way between my plump buttocks to rub at my tight arsehole. Now that‘s somewhere no man has ever been. I took a break from sucking for a moment to glance back quickly. He spat on his fingers then rubbed again at my hole. I guessed what was coming.
I continued sucking on Jim‘s pole as the man pushed one finger into my arse. It was very tight and at first it hurt. To begin with I wanted him to stop, but at the same time it was so dirty and filthy and erotic and exotic that I didn‘t want him to stop! As he worked his finger slowly in and out against the tight flesh I concentrated on relaxing my body. I ignored the discomfort as much as I could and focused on the dirty pleasure. His finger squeezed in, pulled out, squeezed in, pulled out again, then there were two fingers pressing their way inside of me!
I looked up at Jim. He was staring with eyes half-closed at the man‘s fingers as they moved in and out of my arse, as though he were lost in a world of pure fantasy. It was clear he was beyond thought, lost in lust. He pulled out of my wet mouth and took a step back, gently playing with his bell-end as he enjoyed the show.
Our companion wasn‘t going to let him down. He removed his two fingers from my hole, then he pressed the end of his solid cock against my entrance.
I took a deep breath in anticipation of what was to follow, grateful I no longer had cock in my mouth.
One hand steadied my hip while the other guided the first inch of his penis into my tight brown hole.
I couldn‘t stop myself from gasping out loud. He dug his fingernails into the flesh of my hips as he carefully eased the rest of his manhood inside. He moved within me, slowly at first, allowing me to get used to it gradually. The pain and intense pleasure mingled together to give me a feeling like none I had ever experienced before.
God, what had I been missing all these years!
‘Go on!’ I urged, and he obliged by thrusting faster, deeper. Without even thinking my hand crept between my legs to work my throbbing clitoris, quickly resulting in a pulsing, hot second orgasm.
The man slowly pulled back out and without muttering a word, swapped places with Jim. He stood working his throbbing, purple helmet in front of my face as my patient husband took his place behind me, reuniting his shaft with my pussy.
I panted like a dog as I was shagged hard again. Both men reached their own orgasms at the same time. My husband thrust his hips hard against mine and came deep inside, while our new friend shot his milky load into the air inches from my face.
When it was all over, Jim and I remained silent as we recovered our hastily discarded swimwear. I‘m sure I wasn‘t the only one who had suddenly realised someone else could have walked in at any moment. We had been lucky!
Our man wrapped his towel back around his waist, then with nothing more than a smile and a nod, he opened the door and vanished, back into the land of strangers, never to be seen by either of us again.
‘I wonder what his name was,’ I mused, as I pulled my costume back over my tender breasts and slid the straps up onto my shoulders.
‘We didn‘t even hear him speak!’ Jim pulled me into his arms and held me close, his forehead resting against mine. At one time we might have been embarrassed if someone had walked in and caught us in such an intimate pose, but no longer.
I kissed his lips, loving him more than I ever had before. ‘Are you OK?‘
‘It was great! I loved it. You did enjoy it too, didn‘t you? You weren‘t just doing it to please me?‘
I wasn‘t quite sure how to answer that question. Was it right to admit to your husband you had enjoyed shagging another man, even if he had encouraged it to happen?
‘I enjoyed it, but I would only have done it with you here. I wouldn‘t have done it alone.‘
‘I know that.’ He kissed me again, long and slow. ‘We should have arranged to meet up with him again. He could have brought his other half along.‘
‘His wife?‘
Jim smiled. ‘Yeah, didn‘t you notice the wedding ring?‘
I was stunned. ‘The wedding ... the dirty git!‘
‘Look who‘s talking!’ Jim sniggered. ‘Next time, we‘ll do it with a woman, or maybe both!‘
Next time? I thought. He was already planning a next time? ‘Who are we going to do it with? Where will we go?‘
„Well, we‘ll have to give that some thought ...‘
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