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Fantasies and the next night
Part one of this series, gave all the dirty details, of how my wife Ann and I hatched a fantasy about her fucking my best friend. For months it remained nothing more than a fantasy that she and I used to heighten our sexual pleasure. I don't think either of us ever intended for things to go further, but one fact is undeniable. Each time we invited that fantasy into our bed, we fed it a large helping of lust. It grew larger, bolder, more detailed, nastier, and more graphic, with each visit it made. Using our ever growing, mutual fantasy, each of us could test the others reaction to our darkest, most kinky, or even taboo, sexual perversions. If the reaction was negative, we were only k**ding around as part of the fantasy. If the reaction was positive, we felt safe in pushing it further, delving into the dirtiest details of what we wanted to do, or see, or have done to us. Both of us learned so much about the others more hidden sexual desires, and ultimately discovered things about ourselves that we had been reluctant to admit previously.
It's true that virtually all of these discoveries resulted from things blurted out during the heat of passion. Things said intentionally, and intended to be shockingly nasty. The more slutty and whoreish Ann’s hidden desires were, the hotter I got. When she saw me becoming aroused by her slutty desires, it got her even hotter, but more importantly, Ann learned that I accepted all of her sexuality, and that made her feel like I had given her the permission she's needed to start exploring her darker corners.
Ann is 10 years. younger than I am, and she needed that confidence.
This fantasy involving Ann, and my friend Bob began very innocently, with little more than teasing, but we both found ourselves so turned on by the thought of another man fucking her that we kept replaying it. Much like an addictive d**g, we found ourselves craving the sexual high more, and more frequently, as well as an uncontrollable urge to constantly ramp up the intensity. To accomplish that, we both had to rip away any protective layers that kept the other from seeing our raw sexual nature. We had to let it all hang out. Release the a****ls inside! It was a process that took some time, but every hot fling with the fantasy sharing our bed got us closer.
Finally, last night almost every nasty detail from all of those months of fantasizing, suddenly, and without warning presented themselves to us on a silver platter.
We did set up the scenario which would create this very situation, and I'm sure, my wife Ann, had carefully planned a variety of possible seductions, all the scenarios, and all the possible seductions, after all, are part of the intrigue, or perfume of the fantasy. But here we are at decision time. This can remain fantasy forever, or we can take just one more step tonight, and we will cross over the line separating fantasy from reality. We have to be sure, because once you step across, it's impossible to go back. Before I slipped into the bed last night, leaving my wife Ann, and my best friend Bob, alone in a situation which I was certain would end up with the two of them fucking each other, she and I attempted to make a rational decision of whether or not to cross that line. I say attempted because I know it wasn't rational thinking last night that ultimately made the decision. If I'm honest, last nights decision for for me to fake sleep, and her to walk into the den where she skillfully seduced Bob was made from pure lust. Lust that unleashed both our perversions. Her absolute need to be watched, especially by me while she's used by another man for his sexual pleasure, and my insatiable desire to see her ravaged by man that She's driven into a frenzy. I want him to use every hole she has, and then watch gallons of his sperm, slowly seeping from every one of Ann's holes. Well that's what happened last night. She and I have been talking about what happened last night, for a few hours now. It was so fucking hot, that we can't stop thinking about it. Reliving it in our minds, has us both horny again, and lusting for more. Ann looked at me and said, "Let's go to Bob's room and get on his bed. I want you to see the huge pool of his cum that drained out of my pussy last night, then I want you to lay me down in it, and fuck me right on top of it." My cock was so hard it felt like it might break. That was what Ann and I had on our minds as we went into Bob's room. Or so I thought. In only a few more minutes, my wife would surprise me again. Now we pick up tonight's story. The second time ever, that Bob fucks my wife. The section below was written only hours after it happened. It is probably pretty raw in a few places but I don't want to change it for that very reason. Fantasy is one thing, but this had become very, very real. This account, of the second time he fucked my wife,, is extremely accurate with regard to be sexual acts themselves, but at the time I was writing it, I was a confused emotional mess, the things I saw him do to her had my mind, my heart, and every emotion within me spinning in such a way, that I didn't know what to do with myself. The sexual excitement I had anticipated, was not only there, but it surpassed anything I could have imagined. What I was clueless about, and didn't anticipate at all, were the completely jumbled, and mixed emotions that would pile on me with almost unbearable weight. I don't know if any of that shows up in the following writing. I'm too close to it to tell.
Last night my wife Ann, fucked my best friend for the first time. The experience is still so new, that I haven't processed most of it yet, and I don't know how I’m going to end up feeling about what happened.
It was the first time Bob had ever fucked any woman besides his wife, in his entire lifetime. It was Ann’s first extramarital sex. I was able to sneak into Bob's room last night, and watch everything they did from literally 30 inches away. From my voyeurs hiding place, I watched Live sex for the first time in my life. I had never seen my wife touched by another man before last night, and Bob did a hell of a lot more than just touch her. I'm not certain yet, how I will end up feeling
Ann and I started talking about the night before a few hours ago and we got very horny.
I wanted to toss a little gasoline on our sexual fire, and figured fucking her in the same bed that Bob did last night, would be a good place to start. Ann wanted to show me something on Bob's bed. It turned out to be an enormous pool of cum. Last night I watched an unbelievable flood of his cum gush out of Ann but I had no idea it was as much as she showed me. The spot was larger than dinner plate, and hadn't even started to dry. Ann didn't seem to think it was that big of a deal. She pulled her T-shirt up, and laid right down in it. Then she asked me to fuck her. It seemed to turn her on. I think I was probably being weird because I'm usually fascinated by cum, but today, I just kept looking at it and I couldn't get it out of my mind that it was inside her.
After that I laid down on my back. Ann was wearing a pair of sexy red panties and a boys T shirt. She got on her hands and knees with her ass positioned right at the end of the bed. It was just above the spot where I had watched the show from last night. She started giving me a nice slow blow job. We were in his bed for a reason, and had left the door open for a reason. It wasn’t long before Bob showed up after he began hearing our sounds of sex. My head was propped up on a pillow so I could watch Ann sucking my cock, the same way, and in the very same spot I watched her sucking Bob last night. He had only been at the door for about 15 seconds when I realized he didn’t want to leave so I said, “HI there Buddy, Are you enjoying yourself?’
Ann stopped sucking me for a moment and without turning to look at him she said,“Do you see something you want?” Bob quickly replied, “ Fuck Yes I do!” This was a complete surprise to me. I had know idea Ann wanted to start something with Bob again so soon. My stomach was doing flips! Fuck, I haven't even figured out how I feel about last night, and here we go again.
With that said, Ann reached back with both hands to slide her panties down below her knees. She parted her knees wide and pushed her hips backwards causing her wet cunt to hang over the end of the bed. Now that she was in position, Ann once again reached back with both hands and pulled the cheeks of her gorgeous ass apart. She kept herself stretched open that way, luring Bob with her perfect pink asshole, and her aroused dripping cunt, stretched wide open just for him. She presented an irresistible invitation to a horny man.
Just to make certain Bob knew he was welcome, Ann took her lips off my cock long enough to say, “I can’t pull it open any further for you!” “Step in closer, and fuck me. I want to feel your big cock stretching my pussy again!” It took Bob about a micro second to drop his shorts and step up behind her. With one hard thrust of his hips, Bob was buried balls deep in her slick pussy.
A full wall of mirrored closet doors right behind Bob gave me a fantastic closeup view of their hot doggy style fucking, with his thick cock gliding its full length, in and out of her wet pussy. Everything was good as we all became increasingly more turned on by the sharing of her sexy body. Turned on by another man’s cock sliding in and out of her pussy, Ann eagerly sucked my cock and looked up occasionally with the face of a woman enjoying herself. She had expressed on several occasions, how hot she thought it would be to sexually satisfy two men at the same time. Now here she was with 2 horny men trying their best to fill all her holes with their cum. This was fun!
Something happened then, which at a later date, proved to be quite significant.
Bob had gathered the back of the T shirt Ann was wearing, and wrapped his hand firmly into it. With the shirt stretched tightly over her shoulders, Bob had total control over her body in this vulnerable position. Using it like a harness, he became increasingly more
aggressive. It appeared to me, that as his level of aggression increased, so did his state of arousal. Getting rough with Ann was turning him on. Bob would slack his hold on the shirt allowing Ann to move forward far enough that the tip of his cock would all but slip out of her hole. From the same position earlier, Bob had firmly pushed what I thought was his full length, back inside her and then worked that motion into a rhythm which Ann’s breathing clearly showed she was enjoying a great deal.
Bob’s smooth technique, had now morphed into an a****listic attack on her pussy with him using his hands to push her ass away, then using his makeshift harness to pull her open cunt back toward his body as violently as possible while he slammed his pelvis forward. At first, the slapping sound of his thighs colliding with her ass, was a pretty sexy sound, but as he got more and more worked up, small glances from her started showing signs of pain, and even fear.
Every powerful thrusts from Bob ended with Ann emitting a lusty, but clearly painful moan when his rigid cock bottomed out in her cunt. There were several exceptionally powerful entries where he timed everything perfectly. In each of those instances, I actually saw a portion of his tightly gathered nut sack enter Ann’s helpless pussy as his cock slammed deeper into her than it should be. Ann squealed in pain, and struggled against the T shirt when he sank five of those ball hiding lunges in a row.
Fortunately when Bob’s nuts tighten into that compact little ball it means he is ready to dump another huge load, and right now and thats exactly what happened. With his mightiest hip thrust yet, Bob jerked back on the T shirt enough to bury his balls halfway inside Ann’s puffy, swollen cunt. He held her right there without giving her an inch of slack, grunting loudly until his last quaking surge of hot cum had been deposited deep in her belly. Then he tossed the stretched out T shirt across Ann’s neck and pulled his cock out of her hole. Within a matter of seconds, gushing floods of seamen poured down the inside of both her thighs. The clearish, pearlescent fluid washed along with it, thicker, white globs of something I couldn’t identify. Some people have said they think it was concentrations of the actual sperm. The sight of that gigantic creampie caused me to cum instantly. Ann gagged when my first, explosive ejaculation, fired cum directly into the back of her throat. That didn’t stop her from sucking my dick though. With watering eyes, and coughed up cum drooling from the corners of her mouth, she kept working to get every last drop sucked from my cock. Then it was over. I was still propped up against the headboard by the pillows that had provided my view of everything. Bob was in a heap on the floor. Ann rolled onto her back and clutched her tortured abdomen while involuntary contractions continued to eject large glops of cum from the deepest parts of her battered cunt.
What I just watched should have terrified her but she seemed strangely turned on by it. It was a confusing side of her I had never seen before. I thought to myself if she is a woman that has that desire for brutal sex bottled up somewhere in inside her, some future event will likely bring it out, and it wouldn't surprise me at all if it happens with this same man.
When I asked her if she was ok, She just smiled knowing she had finally realized one of her fantasies. She had totally satisfied two guys at the same time.
God I miss fucking her!
Okay now I am in my fuel heaters was born dollar okay boss by that leadership choices catalog as hey Motors gadgets that's all Petra
Part one of this series, gave all the dirty details, of how my wife Ann and I hatched a fantasy about her fucking my best friend. For months it remained nothing more than a fantasy that she and I used to heighten our sexual pleasure. I don't think either of us ever intended for things to go further, but one fact is undeniable. Each time we invited that fantasy into our bed, we fed it a large helping of lust. It grew larger, bolder, more detailed, nastier, and more graphic, with each visit it made. Using our ever growing, mutual fantasy, each of us could test the others reaction to our darkest, most kinky, or even taboo, sexual perversions. If the reaction was negative, we were only k**ding around as part of the fantasy. If the reaction was positive, we felt safe in pushing it further, delving into the dirtiest details of what we wanted to do, or see, or have done to us. Both of us learned so much about the others more hidden sexual desires, and ultimately discovered things about ourselves that we had been reluctant to admit previously.
It's true that virtually all of these discoveries resulted from things blurted out during the heat of passion. Things said intentionally, and intended to be shockingly nasty. The more slutty and whoreish Ann’s hidden desires were, the hotter I got. When she saw me becoming aroused by her slutty desires, it got her even hotter, but more importantly, Ann learned that I accepted all of her sexuality, and that made her feel like I had given her the permission she's needed to start exploring her darker corners.
Ann is 10 years. younger than I am, and she needed that confidence.
This fantasy involving Ann, and my friend Bob began very innocently, with little more than teasing, but we both found ourselves so turned on by the thought of another man fucking her that we kept replaying it. Much like an addictive d**g, we found ourselves craving the sexual high more, and more frequently, as well as an uncontrollable urge to constantly ramp up the intensity. To accomplish that, we both had to rip away any protective layers that kept the other from seeing our raw sexual nature. We had to let it all hang out. Release the a****ls inside! It was a process that took some time, but every hot fling with the fantasy sharing our bed got us closer.
Finally, last night almost every nasty detail from all of those months of fantasizing, suddenly, and without warning presented themselves to us on a silver platter.
We did set up the scenario which would create this very situation, and I'm sure, my wife Ann, had carefully planned a variety of possible seductions, all the scenarios, and all the possible seductions, after all, are part of the intrigue, or perfume of the fantasy. But here we are at decision time. This can remain fantasy forever, or we can take just one more step tonight, and we will cross over the line separating fantasy from reality. We have to be sure, because once you step across, it's impossible to go back. Before I slipped into the bed last night, leaving my wife Ann, and my best friend Bob, alone in a situation which I was certain would end up with the two of them fucking each other, she and I attempted to make a rational decision of whether or not to cross that line. I say attempted because I know it wasn't rational thinking last night that ultimately made the decision. If I'm honest, last nights decision for for me to fake sleep, and her to walk into the den where she skillfully seduced Bob was made from pure lust. Lust that unleashed both our perversions. Her absolute need to be watched, especially by me while she's used by another man for his sexual pleasure, and my insatiable desire to see her ravaged by man that She's driven into a frenzy. I want him to use every hole she has, and then watch gallons of his sperm, slowly seeping from every one of Ann's holes. Well that's what happened last night. She and I have been talking about what happened last night, for a few hours now. It was so fucking hot, that we can't stop thinking about it. Reliving it in our minds, has us both horny again, and lusting for more. Ann looked at me and said, "Let's go to Bob's room and get on his bed. I want you to see the huge pool of his cum that drained out of my pussy last night, then I want you to lay me down in it, and fuck me right on top of it." My cock was so hard it felt like it might break. That was what Ann and I had on our minds as we went into Bob's room. Or so I thought. In only a few more minutes, my wife would surprise me again. Now we pick up tonight's story. The second time ever, that Bob fucks my wife. The section below was written only hours after it happened. It is probably pretty raw in a few places but I don't want to change it for that very reason. Fantasy is one thing, but this had become very, very real. This account, of the second time he fucked my wife,, is extremely accurate with regard to be sexual acts themselves, but at the time I was writing it, I was a confused emotional mess, the things I saw him do to her had my mind, my heart, and every emotion within me spinning in such a way, that I didn't know what to do with myself. The sexual excitement I had anticipated, was not only there, but it surpassed anything I could have imagined. What I was clueless about, and didn't anticipate at all, were the completely jumbled, and mixed emotions that would pile on me with almost unbearable weight. I don't know if any of that shows up in the following writing. I'm too close to it to tell.
Last night my wife Ann, fucked my best friend for the first time. The experience is still so new, that I haven't processed most of it yet, and I don't know how I’m going to end up feeling about what happened.
It was the first time Bob had ever fucked any woman besides his wife, in his entire lifetime. It was Ann’s first extramarital sex. I was able to sneak into Bob's room last night, and watch everything they did from literally 30 inches away. From my voyeurs hiding place, I watched Live sex for the first time in my life. I had never seen my wife touched by another man before last night, and Bob did a hell of a lot more than just touch her. I'm not certain yet, how I will end up feeling
Ann and I started talking about the night before a few hours ago and we got very horny.
I wanted to toss a little gasoline on our sexual fire, and figured fucking her in the same bed that Bob did last night, would be a good place to start. Ann wanted to show me something on Bob's bed. It turned out to be an enormous pool of cum. Last night I watched an unbelievable flood of his cum gush out of Ann but I had no idea it was as much as she showed me. The spot was larger than dinner plate, and hadn't even started to dry. Ann didn't seem to think it was that big of a deal. She pulled her T-shirt up, and laid right down in it. Then she asked me to fuck her. It seemed to turn her on. I think I was probably being weird because I'm usually fascinated by cum, but today, I just kept looking at it and I couldn't get it out of my mind that it was inside her.
After that I laid down on my back. Ann was wearing a pair of sexy red panties and a boys T shirt. She got on her hands and knees with her ass positioned right at the end of the bed. It was just above the spot where I had watched the show from last night. She started giving me a nice slow blow job. We were in his bed for a reason, and had left the door open for a reason. It wasn’t long before Bob showed up after he began hearing our sounds of sex. My head was propped up on a pillow so I could watch Ann sucking my cock, the same way, and in the very same spot I watched her sucking Bob last night. He had only been at the door for about 15 seconds when I realized he didn’t want to leave so I said, “HI there Buddy, Are you enjoying yourself?’
Ann stopped sucking me for a moment and without turning to look at him she said,“Do you see something you want?” Bob quickly replied, “ Fuck Yes I do!” This was a complete surprise to me. I had know idea Ann wanted to start something with Bob again so soon. My stomach was doing flips! Fuck, I haven't even figured out how I feel about last night, and here we go again.
With that said, Ann reached back with both hands to slide her panties down below her knees. She parted her knees wide and pushed her hips backwards causing her wet cunt to hang over the end of the bed. Now that she was in position, Ann once again reached back with both hands and pulled the cheeks of her gorgeous ass apart. She kept herself stretched open that way, luring Bob with her perfect pink asshole, and her aroused dripping cunt, stretched wide open just for him. She presented an irresistible invitation to a horny man.
Just to make certain Bob knew he was welcome, Ann took her lips off my cock long enough to say, “I can’t pull it open any further for you!” “Step in closer, and fuck me. I want to feel your big cock stretching my pussy again!” It took Bob about a micro second to drop his shorts and step up behind her. With one hard thrust of his hips, Bob was buried balls deep in her slick pussy.
A full wall of mirrored closet doors right behind Bob gave me a fantastic closeup view of their hot doggy style fucking, with his thick cock gliding its full length, in and out of her wet pussy. Everything was good as we all became increasingly more turned on by the sharing of her sexy body. Turned on by another man’s cock sliding in and out of her pussy, Ann eagerly sucked my cock and looked up occasionally with the face of a woman enjoying herself. She had expressed on several occasions, how hot she thought it would be to sexually satisfy two men at the same time. Now here she was with 2 horny men trying their best to fill all her holes with their cum. This was fun!
Something happened then, which at a later date, proved to be quite significant.
Bob had gathered the back of the T shirt Ann was wearing, and wrapped his hand firmly into it. With the shirt stretched tightly over her shoulders, Bob had total control over her body in this vulnerable position. Using it like a harness, he became increasingly more
aggressive. It appeared to me, that as his level of aggression increased, so did his state of arousal. Getting rough with Ann was turning him on. Bob would slack his hold on the shirt allowing Ann to move forward far enough that the tip of his cock would all but slip out of her hole. From the same position earlier, Bob had firmly pushed what I thought was his full length, back inside her and then worked that motion into a rhythm which Ann’s breathing clearly showed she was enjoying a great deal.
Bob’s smooth technique, had now morphed into an a****listic attack on her pussy with him using his hands to push her ass away, then using his makeshift harness to pull her open cunt back toward his body as violently as possible while he slammed his pelvis forward. At first, the slapping sound of his thighs colliding with her ass, was a pretty sexy sound, but as he got more and more worked up, small glances from her started showing signs of pain, and even fear.
Every powerful thrusts from Bob ended with Ann emitting a lusty, but clearly painful moan when his rigid cock bottomed out in her cunt. There were several exceptionally powerful entries where he timed everything perfectly. In each of those instances, I actually saw a portion of his tightly gathered nut sack enter Ann’s helpless pussy as his cock slammed deeper into her than it should be. Ann squealed in pain, and struggled against the T shirt when he sank five of those ball hiding lunges in a row.
Fortunately when Bob’s nuts tighten into that compact little ball it means he is ready to dump another huge load, and right now and thats exactly what happened. With his mightiest hip thrust yet, Bob jerked back on the T shirt enough to bury his balls halfway inside Ann’s puffy, swollen cunt. He held her right there without giving her an inch of slack, grunting loudly until his last quaking surge of hot cum had been deposited deep in her belly. Then he tossed the stretched out T shirt across Ann’s neck and pulled his cock out of her hole. Within a matter of seconds, gushing floods of seamen poured down the inside of both her thighs. The clearish, pearlescent fluid washed along with it, thicker, white globs of something I couldn’t identify. Some people have said they think it was concentrations of the actual sperm. The sight of that gigantic creampie caused me to cum instantly. Ann gagged when my first, explosive ejaculation, fired cum directly into the back of her throat. That didn’t stop her from sucking my dick though. With watering eyes, and coughed up cum drooling from the corners of her mouth, she kept working to get every last drop sucked from my cock. Then it was over. I was still propped up against the headboard by the pillows that had provided my view of everything. Bob was in a heap on the floor. Ann rolled onto her back and clutched her tortured abdomen while involuntary contractions continued to eject large glops of cum from the deepest parts of her battered cunt.
What I just watched should have terrified her but she seemed strangely turned on by it. It was a confusing side of her I had never seen before. I thought to myself if she is a woman that has that desire for brutal sex bottled up somewhere in inside her, some future event will likely bring it out, and it wouldn't surprise me at all if it happens with this same man.
When I asked her if she was ok, She just smiled knowing she had finally realized one of her fantasies. She had totally satisfied two guys at the same time.
God I miss fucking her!
Okay now I am in my fuel heaters was born dollar okay boss by that leadership choices catalog as hey Motors gadgets that's all Petra
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