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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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This is a true story from many years ago, that really led me to the type of sex life I’ve enjoyed ever since.
I married Nic when she was quite young, I was 28 and she was 21. Soon after our marriage we bought a house in the town where she grew up.
One Friday night, we were in the busy pub at the end of the road when her ex boyfriend came in. He seemed like a nice guy and joined us for a drink. We had been drinking and chatting for about half an hour when I realised Nic was pulling funny faces at me and trying to make me understand something but without her saying anything, I had no idea what the problem was.
I thought maybe she wasn’t happy with him being there, so suggested going somewhere else for a drink but she very quickly said she wanted to stay here, so I was totally confused.
Another 15 minutes went by and he offered to buy us a drink and went to the bar. At this point Nic quickly told me that he had slid his hand up her leg under the table and had been rubbing the outside of her knickers for the last half hour.
I really had no idea and was shocked and angry, told her we should leave. She said we couldn’t as he had bought us another drink and would be back in a moment. While we were still discussing it he reappeared and sat down beside her, passed me my drink and I watched as his hand slipped below the table and my pretty wife’s face was contorted in worry and I suspected quite a bit of pleasure as he obviously found the spot again.
I couldn’t believe this was happening but even more surprising was that Nic obviously wasn’t going to stop him and I was rock hard under the table.
This lad brazenly chatted with me about all sorts of things while he openly played with her. Her facial expressions were no longer hidden, she was obviously loving his fingers between her legs.
This went on for another half hour and it was our turn to buy a round. Nic told me to go to the bar and unbelievably I did just that, pushing my way through the crowd and doing as I was told.
When I arrived back Nic was pressed tightly to his side and could hardly talk as I handed her a drink. Her eyes were closed and she was gripping the pub table, I could clearly see his arm moving gently as his hand worked between her legs. She told me the next day that he had 3 or 4 fingers in her and she had been trying desperately not to cum.
I knew this couldn’t go on much longer but the way I ended it wasn’t quite how I intended. I suddenly found myself asking them both if we should pick up a Chinese and have a drink at our house. I couldn’t help it, I was loving watching the look on her face.
I’ve never seen Nic move so quickly as she grabbed a jacket and we headed out of the pub. It was only a 5 minute walk to our house and the Chinese was a few minutes the other way.
I wasn’t very happy when Nic told me to go and get the food and meet them back at the house but I quickly rushed to the takeaway covering my bulging trousers under my jacket.
Twenty minutes later I was coming in through the back door expecting to find Nic getting plates and cutlery out but there was nothing prepared. I pushed open the lounge door to see her laying back on the sofa, with her knickers around one ankle and Ian with his face firmly buried in her wet pussy, his tongue was obviously working hard on her clit and I could see his fingers pumping her hard. I wondered if one was in her arse, I knew she loved a finger in her rear. Nic was gripping the edge of the sofa and very close to cumming.
It was obvious they didn’t care I was there because neither of them even looked my way.
I stood in the doorway watching and suddenly realised I was rubbing my cock, so I pulled it out and wanked as I watched.
I couldn’t just stand and watch so I shuffled over and took her hair and pushed my cock into her mouth, she didn’t even open her eyes. As soon as my cock slipped between her lips she started cumming and so did I. I pumped what seemed like the biggest load ever into the back of her throat and when I pulled out she was still cumming.
I stepped back and stood there with my wet cock softening.
As Nic came down from her orgasm, she looked at me then Ian, we all had a moment of embarrassment then laughed. Then Nic pulled her knickers off over her foot, dropped them on the coffee table and said “let’s eat” and we all headed to the kitchen for food.
Ian disappeared to the loo and Nic and I went to the kitchen. I wasn’t sure what to say to her and jokingly asked if she enjoyed her first mouthful of the night.
“Umm second” she laughed back at me.
Then quickly told me that when they got to our house Ian was obviously gagging for it and before they had got through the door she had dropped to her knees, taken out his cock and he had fucked her mouth hard on the front doorstep.
There was no more time to talk as Ian re appeared and we sat down to eat.
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