Sharing is Caring
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Sharing is Caring
Freda, who I fondly call my “Swedish milk maid” due to her Swedish heritage, golden hair tied up in a French braid, light complexion, stunning blue eyes, and 34C breasts. She is a slight woman, only standing 5’1” tall, is slender and is one of those women that looks much younger than her age. In fact, when we meet someone, if it’s a woman, she gives me that “look” And I know she’s thinking, “another guy who probably dumped his wife and found a hot young thing” Guys just give me the nod which means, “way to go pal” In reality, we are only a month apart in our ages, and Freda is the oldest. Freda has an advanced degree from college and she works in an executive position for a huge multinational company.
Me, Sam, am 6’ tall, slender with an athletic build and sandy blond hair. I’m a runner, a biker, and hold two advanced belts in martial arts, but due to retaining our privacy, I’m not going to divulge much private information. I have my own business in the financial sector and my business is located in our home. I make a lot, a lot of money in my business. I’m probably what people would call an omega type of guy, I’m charismatic and have a lot of alpha traits, but I’m my own person and could give a rat’s ass what anyone thinks. This kind of fits well with Freda too, hmm, I wonder if there is such a thing as an omega female?
We both busted ass in college and dating was way down on our list. Freda and I dated only sporadically in college, and I had a hell of a time convincing her for us to get married. She loves her career. Because my work is from home, when she got an offer from that multi-national corporation but had to move, it was a no-brainer.
We live in an upscale, I mean UPSCALE community, we’re talking a major political person and a lot of industries movers and shakers. Our house is several thousand square feet, is two levels, has two swimming pools, one of which is on the upper level. The upper level where my office and master bedroom is located is mostly glass on three sides but affords a lot of privacy due to the landscaping on both sides of the house and the view to the rear has a million, no make that 2.2 million dollar view, but I’m not going to elaborate so we can remain anonymous.
We have a full-time gardener/caretaker named Miguel, and he does a magnificent job for us and has worked for us for several years now. He is a lanky guy, not too tall, but lanky. His wife, Margarita, (but we call her Mrs. Martinez) came to work for us about a year ago after our long time cleaning lady sadly passed away. We don’t need a full time cleaning lady/maid, so Mrs. Martinez only needs to clean maybe once a week, but we pay her and her husband well so I don’t think she has to work at any other jobs. She kinda short and wears some of most god-awful combination of clothes, but we don’t care. I know very little Spanish and she loves to scowl at me and wave her left arm in the air while muttering some tirade in Spanish. She does the same thing to her husband when she’s here, and he just nods and says, Si, Si, a lot.
Freda’s work has her in contact with employees from other cities and she has to travel on occasions, but most of the time they come to her location for meetings and conferences. For whatever reason, one of her contacts, Anthony from Memphis is required to meet with her a lot and they have a personal relationship due to the need for them to keep in close contact. They will go out for dinner, drinks, even go nightclubbing occasionally, but it has never gone to the intimate level, their employer would terminate them if something like that ever happened. That’s how important the company image is.
Anthony is a tall, (looks to be about 6’ 1”) guy, I think he’s black, but he has a lot of European qualities about him. He has an accent that I can’t quite put my finger on, so I’ll call him “Moroccan” LOL He is quite athletic looking like me and is a gentleman through and through. His wife of twenty years passed away suddenly about a year and a half ago and he’s going through a long, mourning period. Freda and I, (when I’m around him anyway) have been very supportive of his mourning period and it would seem he’s much better now.
When he comes to town, sometimes once or twice a month, the company puts him up at a posh hotel, but recently, we’ve opened up our home to him and he’s stayed here a couple of times. He had an eye opener the first time he stayed here as Freda and I are quite comfortable being nude around the home. She warned him about it before he stayed the first time, but I still think he was shocked. He’s due in today and Freda has gone to the airport to pick him up.
When they got back from the airport, they were both joking about some crazy work stuff that was an inside joke no doubt, but it always makes me feel food to see Freda laugh, and I’m glad to see Antony is coming around too.
Freda came and gave me a kiss and said she’s going to make herself “comfortable” which means she’s going commando. LOL Antony and caught up on guy talk stuff until Freda returned a few minutes later. She was bubbly as usual and Anthony and I both appreciated her happiness, (as well as her nudeness. She is so stunning)
“OK Anthony, I think you know us well enough to go commando yourself,” she said to him as she nudged him towards the guest room where he was staying. “Oh, I don’t know, I’m, I’m kinda uncomfortable about this nudie stuff,” He said. “p*o, we’re all adults here, go on” As she motioned him towards his room.
Freda and I retired to the kitchen and chatted about what to fix for lunch, I sat down at the table while Freda fretted in the fridge looking for lunch items. What seemed like an hour, Anthony finally came and joined us. I nodded at him in approval, but Freda’s eyes went directly to his black 10” cock. He flushed, (as much as a black guy could) and I saw that Freda became aroused as her female wetness began to drizzle down her leg. I wasn’t the only one to notice that as Anthony became fixated on her wetness and became semi-aroused.
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry. I better go back to my room and get dressed” He said embarrassingly. “Oh it happens sometimes to guys that are new to nudism, don’t worry about it” Freda said laughingly. And without thinking, she reached out and squeezed Anthony’s cock head. She has done this to me so many times, I’m sure it was an automatic response and it caught both of them off guard. But Anthony’s cock had a mind of its own and now became to full erection. Freda became embarrassed and ducked into the bathroom and Anthony turned to me and said, “Sorry man, maybe I should leave and go to a hotel’ He said apologetically. “Nonsense,” I said, “Look, she did the same thing to me, she’s such a hot, little vixen” as I uncrossed my legs and showed Anthony that he wasn’t the only one that Freda aroused.
“C’mon, let’s go for a dip in the pool and enjoy the view,” I said as I tried to defer his embarrassment. We got into the pool and chatted for probably an hour as Freda readied lunch. I casually asked Anthony if he’d ever had a white woman, and he said no. Freda brought lunch out to the deck and said, “come and get it boys” Anthony and I looked at each other and broke out into schoolboy laughter as Freda didn’t pick up on the double innuendo when she said “come and get it boys”
Once the ice was broken, Anthony began to feel more comfortable in his “skin” He and Freda had work to attend to, so after lunch, they went upstairs to the office I had set up for her across from mine. The office had all of the necessary office equipment but the desk in keeping with our mostly glass upstairs decor had a glass top like mine, only smaller.
My work in global financial means that my hours are varied as I have to adjust to time zones around the world. When I came upstairs, they were deep in some company project and didn’t even notice me step into my office directly across from theirs. I shut my glass door behind me as I needed to make several calls and didn’t want to disturb them.
I put my feet up on my desk and started making my calls and I innocently watched Freda and Anthony across the hall. They were so deep into their work, they never did notice me across the hall, but I noticed for sure. Occasionally Freda would need to lean over to point out something on a paper in front of Anthony and when she did, her thigh brushed against Anthony’s thigh. This caused him to be aroused and his cock started to swell. This didn’t go unnoticed by Freda as she could see he was aroused through the glass table top but seemed not to notice by pointing out items on her paperwork, but from my vantage point, I could see her concentration was more on his cock and not the work at hand. After about an hour, I finished up my phone calls and had made a bunch more money, I opened my door and I think I startled them when I passed by.
Later that night, Freda and I had some of the most intense sex we’ve had in a while, and our sex life is awesome, but this was over the top. “What got into you tonight?” I asked her as we lay basking in the afterglow of a hot, sexy romp. “I’m not sure” She replied. “Well I know, I‘ve been watching you two together and you both have the hots for each other” I k**ded her as I tickled her ribs. She squealed in delight and said, “No, that’s not it at all, I’m your wife, I can’t be sexually attracted to another guy” She said in protest. “Yeah right, your lips say one thing, but your pussy says another, and your pussy doesn’t lie” I jibed her. She became red-faced and flipped off the night light. “Go to sleep” She snarled. I noticed she slept very restlessly that night and I was amused, I think my wife is getting the hots for some black cock.
We are very open in our relationship, but I think Freda is confused about her feelings. We got up in the morning and we slid into our rooftop pool and enjoyed the sunrise. “Don’t feel bad about your feelings for Anthony, after all, you two had worked so closely for so long and whether you realize it or not, you two have become work husband and wife. It just happens” I said earnestly. “Oh, that can’t be” She protested. “Maybe not, but I just want you to know, as long we have an open line of communication like we have in the past, we can work through this” I reassured her. We let the subject drop right there for now.
I needed to go to a golf meetup today. (More business stuff, sigh, it’s a rough life, but someone’s gotta do it. I mused to myself) I came back home in the early afternoon and Freda and Anthony were busy in the upstairs office again. Once again I slipped into my office, only this time I didn’t have any phone calls to make, but I held the phone like I was making phone calls, only this time I was just being a voyeur and watched those two trying their best to get their work done, but their bodies were telling them something else. Anthony’s cock would rise and fall when Freda would make contact with her thigh, and it seems like contact was being made more and more often today. Freda would squirm I could see her pussy was red and aroused and wetness was apparent on her labia. “I think my mare is in heat and she is soon going to be bred by a black stallion” I mused.
Later on, we all decided to dress up and head out for dinner. Freda and I have a favorite sexy, romantic nightclub we like to go to and she and I had decided earlier that we’d take Anthony there tonight. We had a wonderful dinner and had several glasses of wine during and after. They had an awesome combo playing tonight and I offered Freda my hand and led her out to the dance floor. We were both a bit tipsy, but we whirled with the fast dances, and intimately danced to the slow dances. I felt my cock get hard when she would grind herself on me when we were slow dancing.
I motioned for Anthony to cut in and take my place. He seemed a bit reluctant, but finally got up and cut in. Those two danced several dances together and I was impressed by what a suave gentleman Anthony was even as my tipsy wife ground her pussy on his crotch. Finally, they came back to the table and we sat and chatted for a while.
We were still a bit too tipsy to drive home, so we decided to take a stroll on the river walk, which was right outside the nightclub. All of the upscale places had river walk access. There was a full moon out tonight and that along with the bistro-style lights along the walk made it romantic beyond words.
We chatted, laughed as me slowly walked along the walkway passing lovers that were strolling along hand in hand and hopelessly in love. Freda was walking between us and totally out of character for her took my hand in one hand, and Anthony’s in her other. Anthony and I were both surprised at first and we looked at each and just shrugged it off.
“Maybe it’s the wine talking, but I love you guys,” Freda said as she reached up and gave us both a quick kiss on the lips. Once in a while, she would drop our hands and run away like a c***d in play. She stopped and looked over the edge and comment how romantic this walk was. When she rejoined us, she gave us both a squeeze on the butt and squealed in delight. We all laughed so hard, we almost fell down, but we caught each other and laughed some more.
People would walk by us and give us annoyed glances and this would only add fuel to the fire, we gave them a real show by taking turns kissing Freda, and she kissing us like we're a threesome. Some people would shake their heads and this just added more excitement. Freda would pull both of us down to her level, put our heads together and French kissed us from one to the other while watching peoples reactions. We had way too much fun that night, and we finally sobered up enough to drive home. Once in the door, we were exhausted and Anthony headed for his room and Freda and I fairly crawled up the stairs and collapsed into bed. “Goodnight guys” She slurred and she as she drifted off to sleep.
We way overslept the next morning and Freda and I came staggering downstairs about 10 AM. Anthony had made a pot of coffee and we both blessed him for doing so. After an hour or so, we were back to reality and had lots of laughs and stories to share about last nights’ festivities. Freda looked at Anthony with a different look today. I can’t put my finger on it, but it’s just that look that a woman in love gives a guy.
We have music that plays subtly in the background in our home and when the Pointer Sisters came on singing “Slow Hand”Freda pulled Anthony and I close to her and we all swayed to the music. Now, if you recall, we like to be nude at home and we were all nude, slowly swaying to the tune and it wasn’t long before Anthony and I were both aroused. Freda pulled us closer yet and would grind herself on me, then turn to grind on Anthony. I don’t know about him, but my cock was about ready to explode.
“Let’s go upstairs” Said Freda as she led us by the hands. She was in the lead between us going up the stairs and Anthony and I were a half step behind her. I looked over at Anthony, and he looked at me nervously, I nodded to him that it’s OK and he seemed reassured.
Freda crawled onto our California king bed and motioned for us to take a place on each side of her. “I don’t know what I’m feeling, or what’s going on, but I love both of you guys” We spent what must have been an hour, laying there talking, kissing, caressing each other First Freda would turn to Anthony and kiss him passionately, then turn to me and kiss me passionately.
Freda finally felt comfortable enough to begin kissing our bodies, exploring inch by inch of our bodies. We took the cue and returned the favor. She signaled her approval by squirming and moaning. She rolled over on her back and closed her eyes and enjoyed the two men now in her life explore he body, erotically kissing each luscious square inch of her flawless body, her ears, her neck, on down to her milky white breasts whose nipples were now standing at attention beckoning a guy to take one into their mouths.
On down her arms, we explored down her torso, only stopping briefly at her pussy to tease it and she would raise her hips upwards as an indication that her pussy is in need of more than just a passing lick, or kiss. On down past her hips, down her thighs and calves until we reached her feet. Anthony sucked and licked on her left foot and toes, me her right. Her moans told us she was in pure ecstasy.
Once we finished with her feet, Freda spread her legs telling us in no uncertain terms, her pussy better get some attention or there’s going to be hell to pay. Anthony settled in between her milky legs and gently at first gently kissed her labia. I on the other hand, worked my way back to her poor, neglected nipples and gently tugged and kissed them one to the other as not to make one feel left out by neglect.
I looked down at Anthony and he had parted Freda’s labia with his tongue and I could tell he was an expert of sorts between a women’s legs and Freda acknowledged that as she had her first orgasm of many that day. She put her hands on his head and pulled him tightly into her pussy as she spasmed with wave after wave of orgasm.
Anthony had to come up for air and I positioned my self between her legs and placed her legs up on my shoulders. Then slowly, and teasingly, I inched my hard cock slowly into her wet, warm pussy. Freda would arch her back upward indicating that she wanted the full length of my rock hard cock into her pussy but I resisted her upward thrusts by slowly, slowly entering her delicious eager womanhood. Once deep within her, Slowly, ever slowly did I withdraw and slowly thrust again. I could tell she wanted me to speed up my pace, but no, I maintained my slow rhythm.
Anthony positioned himself close to her face and once she opened her eyes and saw his swollen manhood a mere inch from her face, she took out her frustration I was giving her by ferociously sucking on his cock. He closed his eyes and moaned in total pleasure. This was too much for me and I increased my pace and Freda responded accordingly by meeting each of my quickening thrusts with hers. I knew she was close to an orgasm so I quickly withdrew my cock and prodded Anthony’s arm and motioned him to take my place.
He removed his cock from her mouth, but her mouth wasn’t ready to give up his cock, her pussy had already been deprived of a hard cock. Nevertheless, Anthony’s cock exited her mouth with a sucking sound and quick as a ninja, he was between her legs and positioned his cock at the entrance to her wet, swollen labia. First, the big, black cock head disappeared, then his rock hard shaft entered her as she moaned in pure lustful pleasure. Slowly at first, in and out, out and in his cock disappeared into her. Her pussy responded by emitting her woman juices lubricating his hard cock. Faster and faster these two lovers were locked in a rhythm that was increasingly bringing them both to climax. All this while I was fascinated by what was occurring before me, my gorgeous wife, enjoying her first black cock, her lover enjoying his first white pussy, and me enjoying the lust being played out before my eyes.
Anthony picked up his pace and began moaning loudly and Freda began moaning loudly too. They were both seconds away from orgasms and finally it happened, both orgasmed together, Freda reached around and grasped Anthony's butt pulling him as deep as possible into her. He exploded inside her and it was too much for me too as I ejaculated without even touching myself.
Anthony remained inside her for about a minute, occasionally giving a quick thrust to milk the last of his cum into her swollen pussy. She eagerly accepted his last drops by meeting his thrusts with her thrusts. Finally, Anthony’s deflating cock slid slowly out of her vagina allowing exit of his cum to drain out of her.
Anthony Rolled off of her to one side and I placed myself on her other side. Freda looked at each of us one, then the other and said, “This is only the beginning you know, I love both my men and I’m going to give either of them up” She said with determination in her voice. Anthony and I said, “Yes ma’am” almost in synchronization. We three had a quick laugh, then we slept.
Freda, who I fondly call my “Swedish milk maid” due to her Swedish heritage, golden hair tied up in a French braid, light complexion, stunning blue eyes, and 34C breasts. She is a slight woman, only standing 5’1” tall, is slender and is one of those women that looks much younger than her age. In fact, when we meet someone, if it’s a woman, she gives me that “look” And I know she’s thinking, “another guy who probably dumped his wife and found a hot young thing” Guys just give me the nod which means, “way to go pal” In reality, we are only a month apart in our ages, and Freda is the oldest. Freda has an advanced degree from college and she works in an executive position for a huge multinational company.
Me, Sam, am 6’ tall, slender with an athletic build and sandy blond hair. I’m a runner, a biker, and hold two advanced belts in martial arts, but due to retaining our privacy, I’m not going to divulge much private information. I have my own business in the financial sector and my business is located in our home. I make a lot, a lot of money in my business. I’m probably what people would call an omega type of guy, I’m charismatic and have a lot of alpha traits, but I’m my own person and could give a rat’s ass what anyone thinks. This kind of fits well with Freda too, hmm, I wonder if there is such a thing as an omega female?
We both busted ass in college and dating was way down on our list. Freda and I dated only sporadically in college, and I had a hell of a time convincing her for us to get married. She loves her career. Because my work is from home, when she got an offer from that multi-national corporation but had to move, it was a no-brainer.
We live in an upscale, I mean UPSCALE community, we’re talking a major political person and a lot of industries movers and shakers. Our house is several thousand square feet, is two levels, has two swimming pools, one of which is on the upper level. The upper level where my office and master bedroom is located is mostly glass on three sides but affords a lot of privacy due to the landscaping on both sides of the house and the view to the rear has a million, no make that 2.2 million dollar view, but I’m not going to elaborate so we can remain anonymous.
We have a full-time gardener/caretaker named Miguel, and he does a magnificent job for us and has worked for us for several years now. He is a lanky guy, not too tall, but lanky. His wife, Margarita, (but we call her Mrs. Martinez) came to work for us about a year ago after our long time cleaning lady sadly passed away. We don’t need a full time cleaning lady/maid, so Mrs. Martinez only needs to clean maybe once a week, but we pay her and her husband well so I don’t think she has to work at any other jobs. She kinda short and wears some of most god-awful combination of clothes, but we don’t care. I know very little Spanish and she loves to scowl at me and wave her left arm in the air while muttering some tirade in Spanish. She does the same thing to her husband when she’s here, and he just nods and says, Si, Si, a lot.
Freda’s work has her in contact with employees from other cities and she has to travel on occasions, but most of the time they come to her location for meetings and conferences. For whatever reason, one of her contacts, Anthony from Memphis is required to meet with her a lot and they have a personal relationship due to the need for them to keep in close contact. They will go out for dinner, drinks, even go nightclubbing occasionally, but it has never gone to the intimate level, their employer would terminate them if something like that ever happened. That’s how important the company image is.
Anthony is a tall, (looks to be about 6’ 1”) guy, I think he’s black, but he has a lot of European qualities about him. He has an accent that I can’t quite put my finger on, so I’ll call him “Moroccan” LOL He is quite athletic looking like me and is a gentleman through and through. His wife of twenty years passed away suddenly about a year and a half ago and he’s going through a long, mourning period. Freda and I, (when I’m around him anyway) have been very supportive of his mourning period and it would seem he’s much better now.
When he comes to town, sometimes once or twice a month, the company puts him up at a posh hotel, but recently, we’ve opened up our home to him and he’s stayed here a couple of times. He had an eye opener the first time he stayed here as Freda and I are quite comfortable being nude around the home. She warned him about it before he stayed the first time, but I still think he was shocked. He’s due in today and Freda has gone to the airport to pick him up.
When they got back from the airport, they were both joking about some crazy work stuff that was an inside joke no doubt, but it always makes me feel food to see Freda laugh, and I’m glad to see Antony is coming around too.
Freda came and gave me a kiss and said she’s going to make herself “comfortable” which means she’s going commando. LOL Antony and caught up on guy talk stuff until Freda returned a few minutes later. She was bubbly as usual and Anthony and I both appreciated her happiness, (as well as her nudeness. She is so stunning)
“OK Anthony, I think you know us well enough to go commando yourself,” she said to him as she nudged him towards the guest room where he was staying. “Oh, I don’t know, I’m, I’m kinda uncomfortable about this nudie stuff,” He said. “p*o, we’re all adults here, go on” As she motioned him towards his room.
Freda and I retired to the kitchen and chatted about what to fix for lunch, I sat down at the table while Freda fretted in the fridge looking for lunch items. What seemed like an hour, Anthony finally came and joined us. I nodded at him in approval, but Freda’s eyes went directly to his black 10” cock. He flushed, (as much as a black guy could) and I saw that Freda became aroused as her female wetness began to drizzle down her leg. I wasn’t the only one to notice that as Anthony became fixated on her wetness and became semi-aroused.
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry. I better go back to my room and get dressed” He said embarrassingly. “Oh it happens sometimes to guys that are new to nudism, don’t worry about it” Freda said laughingly. And without thinking, she reached out and squeezed Anthony’s cock head. She has done this to me so many times, I’m sure it was an automatic response and it caught both of them off guard. But Anthony’s cock had a mind of its own and now became to full erection. Freda became embarrassed and ducked into the bathroom and Anthony turned to me and said, “Sorry man, maybe I should leave and go to a hotel’ He said apologetically. “Nonsense,” I said, “Look, she did the same thing to me, she’s such a hot, little vixen” as I uncrossed my legs and showed Anthony that he wasn’t the only one that Freda aroused.
“C’mon, let’s go for a dip in the pool and enjoy the view,” I said as I tried to defer his embarrassment. We got into the pool and chatted for probably an hour as Freda readied lunch. I casually asked Anthony if he’d ever had a white woman, and he said no. Freda brought lunch out to the deck and said, “come and get it boys” Anthony and I looked at each other and broke out into schoolboy laughter as Freda didn’t pick up on the double innuendo when she said “come and get it boys”
Once the ice was broken, Anthony began to feel more comfortable in his “skin” He and Freda had work to attend to, so after lunch, they went upstairs to the office I had set up for her across from mine. The office had all of the necessary office equipment but the desk in keeping with our mostly glass upstairs decor had a glass top like mine, only smaller.
My work in global financial means that my hours are varied as I have to adjust to time zones around the world. When I came upstairs, they were deep in some company project and didn’t even notice me step into my office directly across from theirs. I shut my glass door behind me as I needed to make several calls and didn’t want to disturb them.
I put my feet up on my desk and started making my calls and I innocently watched Freda and Anthony across the hall. They were so deep into their work, they never did notice me across the hall, but I noticed for sure. Occasionally Freda would need to lean over to point out something on a paper in front of Anthony and when she did, her thigh brushed against Anthony’s thigh. This caused him to be aroused and his cock started to swell. This didn’t go unnoticed by Freda as she could see he was aroused through the glass table top but seemed not to notice by pointing out items on her paperwork, but from my vantage point, I could see her concentration was more on his cock and not the work at hand. After about an hour, I finished up my phone calls and had made a bunch more money, I opened my door and I think I startled them when I passed by.
Later that night, Freda and I had some of the most intense sex we’ve had in a while, and our sex life is awesome, but this was over the top. “What got into you tonight?” I asked her as we lay basking in the afterglow of a hot, sexy romp. “I’m not sure” She replied. “Well I know, I‘ve been watching you two together and you both have the hots for each other” I k**ded her as I tickled her ribs. She squealed in delight and said, “No, that’s not it at all, I’m your wife, I can’t be sexually attracted to another guy” She said in protest. “Yeah right, your lips say one thing, but your pussy says another, and your pussy doesn’t lie” I jibed her. She became red-faced and flipped off the night light. “Go to sleep” She snarled. I noticed she slept very restlessly that night and I was amused, I think my wife is getting the hots for some black cock.
We are very open in our relationship, but I think Freda is confused about her feelings. We got up in the morning and we slid into our rooftop pool and enjoyed the sunrise. “Don’t feel bad about your feelings for Anthony, after all, you two had worked so closely for so long and whether you realize it or not, you two have become work husband and wife. It just happens” I said earnestly. “Oh, that can’t be” She protested. “Maybe not, but I just want you to know, as long we have an open line of communication like we have in the past, we can work through this” I reassured her. We let the subject drop right there for now.
I needed to go to a golf meetup today. (More business stuff, sigh, it’s a rough life, but someone’s gotta do it. I mused to myself) I came back home in the early afternoon and Freda and Anthony were busy in the upstairs office again. Once again I slipped into my office, only this time I didn’t have any phone calls to make, but I held the phone like I was making phone calls, only this time I was just being a voyeur and watched those two trying their best to get their work done, but their bodies were telling them something else. Anthony’s cock would rise and fall when Freda would make contact with her thigh, and it seems like contact was being made more and more often today. Freda would squirm I could see her pussy was red and aroused and wetness was apparent on her labia. “I think my mare is in heat and she is soon going to be bred by a black stallion” I mused.
Later on, we all decided to dress up and head out for dinner. Freda and I have a favorite sexy, romantic nightclub we like to go to and she and I had decided earlier that we’d take Anthony there tonight. We had a wonderful dinner and had several glasses of wine during and after. They had an awesome combo playing tonight and I offered Freda my hand and led her out to the dance floor. We were both a bit tipsy, but we whirled with the fast dances, and intimately danced to the slow dances. I felt my cock get hard when she would grind herself on me when we were slow dancing.
I motioned for Anthony to cut in and take my place. He seemed a bit reluctant, but finally got up and cut in. Those two danced several dances together and I was impressed by what a suave gentleman Anthony was even as my tipsy wife ground her pussy on his crotch. Finally, they came back to the table and we sat and chatted for a while.
We were still a bit too tipsy to drive home, so we decided to take a stroll on the river walk, which was right outside the nightclub. All of the upscale places had river walk access. There was a full moon out tonight and that along with the bistro-style lights along the walk made it romantic beyond words.
We chatted, laughed as me slowly walked along the walkway passing lovers that were strolling along hand in hand and hopelessly in love. Freda was walking between us and totally out of character for her took my hand in one hand, and Anthony’s in her other. Anthony and I were both surprised at first and we looked at each and just shrugged it off.
“Maybe it’s the wine talking, but I love you guys,” Freda said as she reached up and gave us both a quick kiss on the lips. Once in a while, she would drop our hands and run away like a c***d in play. She stopped and looked over the edge and comment how romantic this walk was. When she rejoined us, she gave us both a squeeze on the butt and squealed in delight. We all laughed so hard, we almost fell down, but we caught each other and laughed some more.
People would walk by us and give us annoyed glances and this would only add fuel to the fire, we gave them a real show by taking turns kissing Freda, and she kissing us like we're a threesome. Some people would shake their heads and this just added more excitement. Freda would pull both of us down to her level, put our heads together and French kissed us from one to the other while watching peoples reactions. We had way too much fun that night, and we finally sobered up enough to drive home. Once in the door, we were exhausted and Anthony headed for his room and Freda and I fairly crawled up the stairs and collapsed into bed. “Goodnight guys” She slurred and she as she drifted off to sleep.
We way overslept the next morning and Freda and I came staggering downstairs about 10 AM. Anthony had made a pot of coffee and we both blessed him for doing so. After an hour or so, we were back to reality and had lots of laughs and stories to share about last nights’ festivities. Freda looked at Anthony with a different look today. I can’t put my finger on it, but it’s just that look that a woman in love gives a guy.
We have music that plays subtly in the background in our home and when the Pointer Sisters came on singing “Slow Hand”Freda pulled Anthony and I close to her and we all swayed to the music. Now, if you recall, we like to be nude at home and we were all nude, slowly swaying to the tune and it wasn’t long before Anthony and I were both aroused. Freda pulled us closer yet and would grind herself on me, then turn to grind on Anthony. I don’t know about him, but my cock was about ready to explode.
“Let’s go upstairs” Said Freda as she led us by the hands. She was in the lead between us going up the stairs and Anthony and I were a half step behind her. I looked over at Anthony, and he looked at me nervously, I nodded to him that it’s OK and he seemed reassured.
Freda crawled onto our California king bed and motioned for us to take a place on each side of her. “I don’t know what I’m feeling, or what’s going on, but I love both of you guys” We spent what must have been an hour, laying there talking, kissing, caressing each other First Freda would turn to Anthony and kiss him passionately, then turn to me and kiss me passionately.
Freda finally felt comfortable enough to begin kissing our bodies, exploring inch by inch of our bodies. We took the cue and returned the favor. She signaled her approval by squirming and moaning. She rolled over on her back and closed her eyes and enjoyed the two men now in her life explore he body, erotically kissing each luscious square inch of her flawless body, her ears, her neck, on down to her milky white breasts whose nipples were now standing at attention beckoning a guy to take one into their mouths.
On down her arms, we explored down her torso, only stopping briefly at her pussy to tease it and she would raise her hips upwards as an indication that her pussy is in need of more than just a passing lick, or kiss. On down past her hips, down her thighs and calves until we reached her feet. Anthony sucked and licked on her left foot and toes, me her right. Her moans told us she was in pure ecstasy.
Once we finished with her feet, Freda spread her legs telling us in no uncertain terms, her pussy better get some attention or there’s going to be hell to pay. Anthony settled in between her milky legs and gently at first gently kissed her labia. I on the other hand, worked my way back to her poor, neglected nipples and gently tugged and kissed them one to the other as not to make one feel left out by neglect.
I looked down at Anthony and he had parted Freda’s labia with his tongue and I could tell he was an expert of sorts between a women’s legs and Freda acknowledged that as she had her first orgasm of many that day. She put her hands on his head and pulled him tightly into her pussy as she spasmed with wave after wave of orgasm.
Anthony had to come up for air and I positioned my self between her legs and placed her legs up on my shoulders. Then slowly, and teasingly, I inched my hard cock slowly into her wet, warm pussy. Freda would arch her back upward indicating that she wanted the full length of my rock hard cock into her pussy but I resisted her upward thrusts by slowly, slowly entering her delicious eager womanhood. Once deep within her, Slowly, ever slowly did I withdraw and slowly thrust again. I could tell she wanted me to speed up my pace, but no, I maintained my slow rhythm.
Anthony positioned himself close to her face and once she opened her eyes and saw his swollen manhood a mere inch from her face, she took out her frustration I was giving her by ferociously sucking on his cock. He closed his eyes and moaned in total pleasure. This was too much for me and I increased my pace and Freda responded accordingly by meeting each of my quickening thrusts with hers. I knew she was close to an orgasm so I quickly withdrew my cock and prodded Anthony’s arm and motioned him to take my place.
He removed his cock from her mouth, but her mouth wasn’t ready to give up his cock, her pussy had already been deprived of a hard cock. Nevertheless, Anthony’s cock exited her mouth with a sucking sound and quick as a ninja, he was between her legs and positioned his cock at the entrance to her wet, swollen labia. First, the big, black cock head disappeared, then his rock hard shaft entered her as she moaned in pure lustful pleasure. Slowly at first, in and out, out and in his cock disappeared into her. Her pussy responded by emitting her woman juices lubricating his hard cock. Faster and faster these two lovers were locked in a rhythm that was increasingly bringing them both to climax. All this while I was fascinated by what was occurring before me, my gorgeous wife, enjoying her first black cock, her lover enjoying his first white pussy, and me enjoying the lust being played out before my eyes.
Anthony picked up his pace and began moaning loudly and Freda began moaning loudly too. They were both seconds away from orgasms and finally it happened, both orgasmed together, Freda reached around and grasped Anthony's butt pulling him as deep as possible into her. He exploded inside her and it was too much for me too as I ejaculated without even touching myself.
Anthony remained inside her for about a minute, occasionally giving a quick thrust to milk the last of his cum into her swollen pussy. She eagerly accepted his last drops by meeting his thrusts with her thrusts. Finally, Anthony’s deflating cock slid slowly out of her vagina allowing exit of his cum to drain out of her.
Anthony Rolled off of her to one side and I placed myself on her other side. Freda looked at each of us one, then the other and said, “This is only the beginning you know, I love both my men and I’m going to give either of them up” She said with determination in her voice. Anthony and I said, “Yes ma’am” almost in synchronization. We three had a quick laugh, then we slept.
Yvette
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