Straight Female / 50
It had been a long tortuous week. I was sitting with my mother-in-law who was ailing while my husband and kids were back home about 400 miles away. They stayed out there for the kids to go to school and my husband had to work. On Friday evening after he got off they all would load up and made the drive over. While we were separated I stayed in contact with him and the kids though an ICQ Chatroom. One afternoon, I got an alert somebody wanted to speak to me but the name I didn't recognize. I was cautious at first until I was sure this guy really knew me. It was a boy I went to school with years ago. He had been married, divorced and was now living the life of a bachelor. Then he asked me how Sherry was doing. That puzzled me at first then I realized the guy had been the one dating my very best friend in school. Then he also reminded me of a double date we all had and after he dropped my blind date and Sherry off something happened. He asked if I recalled it. I sat there a few minutes puzzled, trying to remember him when finally, it came to me. He dropped Sherry off before he took me home and not ten minutes after leaving Sherry at home he pulled down a dark country lane and made a play on me. Really, he did more cause after the first deep kiss our clothes came off and we fucked right there in the front seat of his car.
I sat there for the longest time not saying anything and finally a message came and asked, 'Are you okay?' 'Yes' I answered, 'I was just sitting here remembering it all.' Well we talked for quite a while and he asked about my husband and my kids. I told him all about them, and how we were living apart at the time. Then he asked about the hormones and 'don't you need for some relief now and then?' I told him 'yes but my husband comes in on the week end and makes up for what I missed.' Then he messaged me and said, 'I sure hope I don't piss you off, but I want you to know after all these years you were still the best pussy I ever got.' I was shocked, and I didn't know what to say. I just sat there at the key board reading it repeatedly. I just could not believe it at all I was sitting there talking with a boy I had gone to school with years ago. Then for some reason I answered, 'You were pretty damn good too if you don't mind my saying so.' We chatted maybe an hour before he suggested him coming by and maybe we would have one for old time sake. He would park out in front of the apartment. When he got there, I could come out and we could do it right there in the truck. I couldn't believe any of this, or that I was even entertaining the idea of fucking someone other than my husband. Yet my heart was racing and my body responding. A familiar ache began in my groin, it eventually would send me back to the shower for some intimate relief. We continued to talk about things we had done years ago, the kids we knew and what happened to them. And like years ago he would spike our conversation with tidbits and hints of sexual nature then spiced it further with jokes that made you relax and laugh. He was still fun. Ever so often he would hint about coming over. Finally, I told him I loved the idea, but he would have to ask my husband first.
I sent all the messages to my husband and asked what he thought. His reply 'Nobody is going to fuck you while I'm not there.' Somehow the whole conversation got started about threesomes when my husband got in. When I was young I had been involved in several but to my knowledge my husband hadn't. With the question was posed to him, he asked me 'Are you sure you really want to do this?' I told him 'I don't know. But I will if you are there and agree to it, maybe even take part in it.' He agreed. Friday I would be ready when he got here. Our oldest daughter could see to her grandma and we would go out. Yet Friday came it was a month long. Hours dragged by slowly and I kept going to the computer to check for notes from him or my husband. There were none. Finally, I douched, took a shower, put on make up and my lacy bra and matching bikini panties. I was ready when the headlights of the van pulled into the parking lot. The kids unloaded and settled in then I climbed into the seat and my husband backed out. After pulling around to the entrance of the apartment he stopped and put the van in park. Then he turned to me and asked, 'Are you ready?' I nodded yes then he reached under my dress, eases my panties aside and felt my pussy. After running a finger through and in it several times he said 'I guess you are! You are hotter than a firecracker.' Then he put the van back in gear and head across town to where the reservations were made. When we arrived at the motel my husband parked, got out and went in to enquire what room my friend was in. He came back with a card key to 205. He pulled the van into the parking spot, we got out and eased through the portico to the elevators. Neither of us talked from that point on until we got to the door. Then my husband asked, 'Are you sure you want to do this?' I looked at him for the longest before nodding, my heart was racing, and he was clearly nervous. He knocked several times then inserted the card and opened the door. My old friend met us as we entered the room. Instead of that long haired skinny boy he had been years ago he was almost bald and pudgy. He approached me with open arms and a warm welcome then turned to my husband and greeted him saying 'You indeed are a lucky man.'
For a while, we sat and talked about the years, where he had been, his family and about Sherry. Then he got up and moved to the vanity and extracted a bottle of Crown from it. 'This will help put us at ease.' He picked up three glasses and handed us each one then added ice cubes to his glass before passing the bucket to us. Both of us filled our glasses with ice. Then after opening the bottle he filled his glass half full of the amber liquid then handed us the bottle. We did the same then we topped our glasses off with Coke. I drank my fairly quickly then had another and finished it by the time my husband finished his. I was totally relaxed and ready to fuck anybody willing to walk in that room. And it wasn't but just a few minutes talk turned to fucking, how we were going to do it and when. It was agreed he would fuck me first while I gave my husband a blow job. He slid off his trousers and shirt was stood alone in his boxers. I could see a massive bulge in the font of his shorts. My husband shed all his clothes except for his underwear and fixed him another drink. I in the meantime had shed my dress, panty hose and heels and was standing there in my bra and panties when he came too me.
Slowly he kissed me, a tongue swirled and toyed with mine then a hand caressed my pubis out side my panties. A few minutes later his hand slipped inside my panties and a finger plied my clit and massaged it. I was drenched, my knees weak and my hunger strong. Slowly he peeled my panties down then his attention turned to my bra. My husband had gone to turn down all the lights he could and returned just as my friend dropped to his knees and his mouth consumed my pubis. His tongue darted thru my dark bush into vulva toying at the mouth of my vagina then with a little shift in position his tongues shot up inside me drinking and consuming my hormonal flow.
My knees grew weak and I eased to the edge of the bed as he continued torturing my genitalia with his tongue. Like all that time long ago, years that had passed since our first encounter I still came hard and I came quick. His head continued working up and down between my thighs and one orgasm led only to another then another. Then I felt the bed shift and opened my eyes as my husband moved closer to me, his underwear was gone and his erection was straining against itself. Closer he moved to me until his cock was in from of my face and my lips closed over it while my hand grasped and stroked it. I was still sucking my husband when my friend finally stood. He had shed his boxers and his cock swayed angrily in the darkened room. He pushed my knees ups then I felt the head of his cock slip into the lush hair of my tush then easily into me. With me firmly impaled on his tool, he began to thrust. Slowly at first then faster and faster until I and the bed rocked under him. It was one climax after another, his cock pistoning in and out of me and my body rocked with pleasure. Only a few minutes later I heard him gasped, then his thrust became awkward and stiff and I felt the explosion deep in my womb. He gasped and staggered away from the bed, all the while semen was at first squirting then dripping from the head of his cock. A few seconds later, my husband shot his in my mouth, I sucked hard catching ever precious drop his body produced. After it was over we stayed as we were, all of us nude and lounged in the room, sipping the Crown and talking about things we have done. Then talk got back to fucking again and I eased to the bed as my husband moved in behind me. My friend crawled across the bed and laid on his back just in front of me. I reach and grasp his balls then stoked his cock slowly, carefully watching the reaction on his face. While my husband was massaging my buttocks and my breasts, I bent further over and guided his cock into my mouth. As my tongue darted around and massaged it, my hand griped its shaft just above his pubic bone and I began to stroke him. Meanwhile my husband eased down behind me and I felt his cock slip easily into me. As I stoked and sucked his cock, my husband began thrusting in me, faster and farther until my breasts were bouncing. The feeling of that penis gliding repeatedly into me, attacking my femininity made my body respond and I found myself lowering my bottom to get more cock in me. It was feeling good when my friend suddenly grunted and twisted under me and a massive flood of semen spurted into my mouth. Moments later, my husband ground to a staggering pause, griping my hips, pushed himself deeper into me. I felt the surge of cum from him spurt into me.
After we dressed, we sat and talked, maybe we would meet again, maybe not. But one thing for sure that fuck and suck is one for the orgasmic hall of fame. Still we both agreed to maintain contact with each other, and maybe we would plan another but we didn't. My husband and I frequently talked about this, his first time in a threesome. I tease him how wonderful it was to share something so intense with him. I don't know if the future held more such intimate sessions with him but as long as he is involved I am willing.
I sat there for the longest time not saying anything and finally a message came and asked, 'Are you okay?' 'Yes' I answered, 'I was just sitting here remembering it all.' Well we talked for quite a while and he asked about my husband and my kids. I told him all about them, and how we were living apart at the time. Then he asked about the hormones and 'don't you need for some relief now and then?' I told him 'yes but my husband comes in on the week end and makes up for what I missed.' Then he messaged me and said, 'I sure hope I don't piss you off, but I want you to know after all these years you were still the best pussy I ever got.' I was shocked, and I didn't know what to say. I just sat there at the key board reading it repeatedly. I just could not believe it at all I was sitting there talking with a boy I had gone to school with years ago. Then for some reason I answered, 'You were pretty damn good too if you don't mind my saying so.' We chatted maybe an hour before he suggested him coming by and maybe we would have one for old time sake. He would park out in front of the apartment. When he got there, I could come out and we could do it right there in the truck. I couldn't believe any of this, or that I was even entertaining the idea of fucking someone other than my husband. Yet my heart was racing and my body responding. A familiar ache began in my groin, it eventually would send me back to the shower for some intimate relief. We continued to talk about things we had done years ago, the kids we knew and what happened to them. And like years ago he would spike our conversation with tidbits and hints of sexual nature then spiced it further with jokes that made you relax and laugh. He was still fun. Ever so often he would hint about coming over. Finally, I told him I loved the idea, but he would have to ask my husband first.
I sent all the messages to my husband and asked what he thought. His reply 'Nobody is going to fuck you while I'm not there.' Somehow the whole conversation got started about threesomes when my husband got in. When I was young I had been involved in several but to my knowledge my husband hadn't. With the question was posed to him, he asked me 'Are you sure you really want to do this?' I told him 'I don't know. But I will if you are there and agree to it, maybe even take part in it.' He agreed. Friday I would be ready when he got here. Our oldest daughter could see to her grandma and we would go out. Yet Friday came it was a month long. Hours dragged by slowly and I kept going to the computer to check for notes from him or my husband. There were none. Finally, I douched, took a shower, put on make up and my lacy bra and matching bikini panties. I was ready when the headlights of the van pulled into the parking lot. The kids unloaded and settled in then I climbed into the seat and my husband backed out. After pulling around to the entrance of the apartment he stopped and put the van in park. Then he turned to me and asked, 'Are you ready?' I nodded yes then he reached under my dress, eases my panties aside and felt my pussy. After running a finger through and in it several times he said 'I guess you are! You are hotter than a firecracker.' Then he put the van back in gear and head across town to where the reservations were made. When we arrived at the motel my husband parked, got out and went in to enquire what room my friend was in. He came back with a card key to 205. He pulled the van into the parking spot, we got out and eased through the portico to the elevators. Neither of us talked from that point on until we got to the door. Then my husband asked, 'Are you sure you want to do this?' I looked at him for the longest before nodding, my heart was racing, and he was clearly nervous. He knocked several times then inserted the card and opened the door. My old friend met us as we entered the room. Instead of that long haired skinny boy he had been years ago he was almost bald and pudgy. He approached me with open arms and a warm welcome then turned to my husband and greeted him saying 'You indeed are a lucky man.'
For a while, we sat and talked about the years, where he had been, his family and about Sherry. Then he got up and moved to the vanity and extracted a bottle of Crown from it. 'This will help put us at ease.' He picked up three glasses and handed us each one then added ice cubes to his glass before passing the bucket to us. Both of us filled our glasses with ice. Then after opening the bottle he filled his glass half full of the amber liquid then handed us the bottle. We did the same then we topped our glasses off with Coke. I drank my fairly quickly then had another and finished it by the time my husband finished his. I was totally relaxed and ready to fuck anybody willing to walk in that room. And it wasn't but just a few minutes talk turned to fucking, how we were going to do it and when. It was agreed he would fuck me first while I gave my husband a blow job. He slid off his trousers and shirt was stood alone in his boxers. I could see a massive bulge in the font of his shorts. My husband shed all his clothes except for his underwear and fixed him another drink. I in the meantime had shed my dress, panty hose and heels and was standing there in my bra and panties when he came too me.
Slowly he kissed me, a tongue swirled and toyed with mine then a hand caressed my pubis out side my panties. A few minutes later his hand slipped inside my panties and a finger plied my clit and massaged it. I was drenched, my knees weak and my hunger strong. Slowly he peeled my panties down then his attention turned to my bra. My husband had gone to turn down all the lights he could and returned just as my friend dropped to his knees and his mouth consumed my pubis. His tongue darted thru my dark bush into vulva toying at the mouth of my vagina then with a little shift in position his tongues shot up inside me drinking and consuming my hormonal flow.
My knees grew weak and I eased to the edge of the bed as he continued torturing my genitalia with his tongue. Like all that time long ago, years that had passed since our first encounter I still came hard and I came quick. His head continued working up and down between my thighs and one orgasm led only to another then another. Then I felt the bed shift and opened my eyes as my husband moved closer to me, his underwear was gone and his erection was straining against itself. Closer he moved to me until his cock was in from of my face and my lips closed over it while my hand grasped and stroked it. I was still sucking my husband when my friend finally stood. He had shed his boxers and his cock swayed angrily in the darkened room. He pushed my knees ups then I felt the head of his cock slip into the lush hair of my tush then easily into me. With me firmly impaled on his tool, he began to thrust. Slowly at first then faster and faster until I and the bed rocked under him. It was one climax after another, his cock pistoning in and out of me and my body rocked with pleasure. Only a few minutes later I heard him gasped, then his thrust became awkward and stiff and I felt the explosion deep in my womb. He gasped and staggered away from the bed, all the while semen was at first squirting then dripping from the head of his cock. A few seconds later, my husband shot his in my mouth, I sucked hard catching ever precious drop his body produced. After it was over we stayed as we were, all of us nude and lounged in the room, sipping the Crown and talking about things we have done. Then talk got back to fucking again and I eased to the bed as my husband moved in behind me. My friend crawled across the bed and laid on his back just in front of me. I reach and grasp his balls then stoked his cock slowly, carefully watching the reaction on his face. While my husband was massaging my buttocks and my breasts, I bent further over and guided his cock into my mouth. As my tongue darted around and massaged it, my hand griped its shaft just above his pubic bone and I began to stroke him. Meanwhile my husband eased down behind me and I felt his cock slip easily into me. As I stoked and sucked his cock, my husband began thrusting in me, faster and farther until my breasts were bouncing. The feeling of that penis gliding repeatedly into me, attacking my femininity made my body respond and I found myself lowering my bottom to get more cock in me. It was feeling good when my friend suddenly grunted and twisted under me and a massive flood of semen spurted into my mouth. Moments later, my husband ground to a staggering pause, griping my hips, pushed himself deeper into me. I felt the surge of cum from him spurt into me.
After we dressed, we sat and talked, maybe we would meet again, maybe not. But one thing for sure that fuck and suck is one for the orgasmic hall of fame. Still we both agreed to maintain contact with each other, and maybe we would plan another but we didn't. My husband and I frequently talked about this, his first time in a threesome. I tease him how wonderful it was to share something so intense with him. I don't know if the future held more such intimate sessions with him but as long as he is involved I am willing.
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