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After years of being married I decided to have someone seduce my wife. I began to plant the seed into my wife head as we started to play little games. We started to watch lesbian porn together before we would make love I would only eat her pussy and not fuck her. I started to point out women to my wife and suggest she was probably gay. After sometime she started to point them out to me and we continued too watch lesbian porn movies but she was very interested in one's that had them licking shaved pussies. But her favorite was Below Her Mouth about a women that gets seduce by another women and turning gay.
My wife has a lesbian friend from her college days that was going to be in town on business and I ask her to sleep over after telling her that my wife has become interested in lesbian porn. She told me that in college they never played around but she always was trying too get into her pants. I told her I had a plan to make that happen on her stay.
The day her friend was to arrive my wife started to prepare by taking a bath, as she dried off I could not help but notice she shaved off all her pussy hair something I always ask her to do for me but guessing the lesbian porn movies worked.
Usually my wife would wear jeans but she got all dressed up for her friend wearing a short dress no bra and found out later no panties.
8pm her friend arrived as my wife greeted her at the door they hugged. As she came into the room I got a better look at my wife friend, dam she was hot with short blonde hair half shaved one side and some tat's on her neck and down her arms. Even guy's have gay meter that goes off seeing some women or guy's.
After getting her settled in the guest room we had some drinks and talking we found her friend was still single and I joked about finding the Mr Right, and she said it was about finding Mrs Right as we all laughed. You could see the lust in my wife eye's and could to cut the sexual tension between with a knife in the room. As I got up to fix another drink and left the room on my return I caught them kissing and her friend had her hand up my wifes dress.
I coughed as I reentered the room and they quickly moved apart my wife friend was sucking on her index finger tasting my wife juices than said she need to turn in as she had a early business meeting in the morning.
As we both turned in bed I could see and smell my wife was turned on. I had setup a time for her friend to visit our room.
As I walked back into our darkened bedroom, I could see the rise and fall of her pert round breasts with each deep breath she took. She is laying there peacefully curled amongst the satin sheets and piles of pillows, sleeping. Her lips are curled in a pretty little smile, and I know she dreams about something ever so hot and probably very, very naughty.
She stop for the briefest of moments and wonder to myself if I will be able to tease her beautiful, responsive body as she dreams of hands running over her there inside her mind. After all I know how much she loves to be touched.
She lean in and ever so gently run my finger tips over her long, blond, silky hair brushing it side so that she might lean in and lightly kiss the edge of her ear, then letting my breath pour from my lips and she responds with a soft sleepy contented sigh.
With her mind traveling the dream world, she bring the edge of one of my fingers to her lips and she flicker her tongue to taste the salt of her skin. Then carefully, and with no hint to rush, she trace her already rock hard little nipples, letting the light slipperiness of her finger slide and tease.
You see, there is an art form to tormenting a sleeping, sexual woman such as my wife.
She slide into the bed behind her, wrapping my arms around her and placing both my hands firmly on her round, beautifully curved hips and arched my back in one complete movement to pull my body hard against her firm supple ass.
The movement wakes her from her dreams instantly, with a deep moan escaping her warm parted lips. She press her head to the crook of her neck as it meets the curve of her shoulder, her tongue flickering frantically along her skin before she graze her teeth along her those same paths again watching the goose bumps rise on her flushed skin. Hearing her breath catch in her throat she bite hard that little secret spot along her slender neck. Mind and body I delight in the sweet tormented cries that force her to gasp for air.
Her hands reach up and cup her full breasts into my hands and she stretch my finger tips to grab her nipples mercilessly, twisting as she arches back against me, sobbing at the mixture of pain and pleasure she want to create within her like a sweet cocktail coursing through her hot, trembling body.
She use her foot to forcefully nudge her between hers, working her legs apart enough that she can slide her desperate fingers over her hips, along her warm, quivering thighs, tracing my fingers over the outside of the beautiful tattoo that covers her pussy lips in the beautiful colors of the delicate flower that it is.
Hungrily she flicker her finger tips over the edges of her swollen pouty pussy lips. She want to push her to that edge, over and over without actually even parting those hot swollen flower petals. She want to hear the gasping of her breath, as it catches in her throat and that moan that makes her want to beg that one touch that will bring her over, crashing over which is just that soft pressure along her clit. She squirms in her arms, and she revel in the sight of her, arching hard against her and wanting to keep her there, just on that sweet edge, sobbing and trembling, wanting that second in time to never end. But her body tightens and I know, this is that moment, this is when it will cause her to loose contact with this plane and bring her to that one known only as bliss.
She drive her fingers, three of them tight together, into her sopping wet sloppy pussy and press her thumb hard against her clit, thrusting in and out of her. She bucks and cries out, screaming loud as she finally push her over, forcing her cum long and hard.
She brush back her sweat damp hair from her face and lay there to enjoy the glow to her face and her skin. I watch as her eyes slowly flicker open and look over at me. The smile of contentment one her face reaches deep into my heart. As she slowly returns to the planet earth from the heavenly bliss called orgasm, her smile changes to one of wickedness and I know soon enough she will turn the tables and return the favor to her friend later the next day.
Let me tell you ladies and gentlemen, I am looking forward to that moment with baited breath and warm hot dreams.
My wife has a lesbian friend from her college days that was going to be in town on business and I ask her to sleep over after telling her that my wife has become interested in lesbian porn. She told me that in college they never played around but she always was trying too get into her pants. I told her I had a plan to make that happen on her stay.
The day her friend was to arrive my wife started to prepare by taking a bath, as she dried off I could not help but notice she shaved off all her pussy hair something I always ask her to do for me but guessing the lesbian porn movies worked.
Usually my wife would wear jeans but she got all dressed up for her friend wearing a short dress no bra and found out later no panties.
8pm her friend arrived as my wife greeted her at the door they hugged. As she came into the room I got a better look at my wife friend, dam she was hot with short blonde hair half shaved one side and some tat's on her neck and down her arms. Even guy's have gay meter that goes off seeing some women or guy's.
After getting her settled in the guest room we had some drinks and talking we found her friend was still single and I joked about finding the Mr Right, and she said it was about finding Mrs Right as we all laughed. You could see the lust in my wife eye's and could to cut the sexual tension between with a knife in the room. As I got up to fix another drink and left the room on my return I caught them kissing and her friend had her hand up my wifes dress.
I coughed as I reentered the room and they quickly moved apart my wife friend was sucking on her index finger tasting my wife juices than said she need to turn in as she had a early business meeting in the morning.
As we both turned in bed I could see and smell my wife was turned on. I had setup a time for her friend to visit our room.
As I walked back into our darkened bedroom, I could see the rise and fall of her pert round breasts with each deep breath she took. She is laying there peacefully curled amongst the satin sheets and piles of pillows, sleeping. Her lips are curled in a pretty little smile, and I know she dreams about something ever so hot and probably very, very naughty.
She stop for the briefest of moments and wonder to myself if I will be able to tease her beautiful, responsive body as she dreams of hands running over her there inside her mind. After all I know how much she loves to be touched.
She lean in and ever so gently run my finger tips over her long, blond, silky hair brushing it side so that she might lean in and lightly kiss the edge of her ear, then letting my breath pour from my lips and she responds with a soft sleepy contented sigh.
With her mind traveling the dream world, she bring the edge of one of my fingers to her lips and she flicker her tongue to taste the salt of her skin. Then carefully, and with no hint to rush, she trace her already rock hard little nipples, letting the light slipperiness of her finger slide and tease.
You see, there is an art form to tormenting a sleeping, sexual woman such as my wife.
She slide into the bed behind her, wrapping my arms around her and placing both my hands firmly on her round, beautifully curved hips and arched my back in one complete movement to pull my body hard against her firm supple ass.
The movement wakes her from her dreams instantly, with a deep moan escaping her warm parted lips. She press her head to the crook of her neck as it meets the curve of her shoulder, her tongue flickering frantically along her skin before she graze her teeth along her those same paths again watching the goose bumps rise on her flushed skin. Hearing her breath catch in her throat she bite hard that little secret spot along her slender neck. Mind and body I delight in the sweet tormented cries that force her to gasp for air.
Her hands reach up and cup her full breasts into my hands and she stretch my finger tips to grab her nipples mercilessly, twisting as she arches back against me, sobbing at the mixture of pain and pleasure she want to create within her like a sweet cocktail coursing through her hot, trembling body.
She use her foot to forcefully nudge her between hers, working her legs apart enough that she can slide her desperate fingers over her hips, along her warm, quivering thighs, tracing my fingers over the outside of the beautiful tattoo that covers her pussy lips in the beautiful colors of the delicate flower that it is.
Hungrily she flicker her finger tips over the edges of her swollen pouty pussy lips. She want to push her to that edge, over and over without actually even parting those hot swollen flower petals. She want to hear the gasping of her breath, as it catches in her throat and that moan that makes her want to beg that one touch that will bring her over, crashing over which is just that soft pressure along her clit. She squirms in her arms, and she revel in the sight of her, arching hard against her and wanting to keep her there, just on that sweet edge, sobbing and trembling, wanting that second in time to never end. But her body tightens and I know, this is that moment, this is when it will cause her to loose contact with this plane and bring her to that one known only as bliss.
She drive her fingers, three of them tight together, into her sopping wet sloppy pussy and press her thumb hard against her clit, thrusting in and out of her. She bucks and cries out, screaming loud as she finally push her over, forcing her cum long and hard.
She brush back her sweat damp hair from her face and lay there to enjoy the glow to her face and her skin. I watch as her eyes slowly flicker open and look over at me. The smile of contentment one her face reaches deep into my heart. As she slowly returns to the planet earth from the heavenly bliss called orgasm, her smile changes to one of wickedness and I know soon enough she will turn the tables and return the favor to her friend later the next day.
Let me tell you ladies and gentlemen, I am looking forward to that moment with baited breath and warm hot dreams.
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