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Introduction
A quick note from Jo and Matt.
For some time the two of us have been discussing sharing some of the recent events in our life with other people out there. Everything you read here is true and happened to us over a couple of days last summer. We have changed the name of the people here but otherwise we’ve tried to capture an honest account of the events and feelings at the time. We’ve also split the tale in two, so that you can see our slightly different perspectives on this series of events. This is also our first attempt at putting this stuff down on the page – so we’d love to hear comments and feedback.
Hope you enjoy.
PART 1 – MATT’S STORY
A casual glance at a text message coming through to my wife’s phone started an unforgettable chain of events.
“Hope u enjoyed wrapping your lips around my BBC, c u soon for the next workout! ”
My wife, Jo, had gone upstairs to shower after her personal training session with her new coach, Ash. The phone had begun to beep as she’d left it on the side in the kitchen. I wasn’t really prepared to discover a message like that.
We’d been married for almost 10 years, living in the South East of England. Jo, mid thirties now, had an amazing figure despite having had two k**s; a slim 5’4’’, bleached long blonde hair, a clear white English rose complexion, with natural 32C curves, a sexy radiance and a mischievous sparkle in her bright blue eyes. She did work hard on that physique though, running, swimming, a gym regular and now, more recently – and rather tellingly it seemed - hiring the services of a personal trainer to maintain that yummy-mummy look. We occasionally visited the gym together and I’d met Ash. He was very much your typical personal trainer, a fit black guy, British born with parents from Trinidad. He was probably mid 20’s, 6’ 2’’, a taut and muscular body, replete with six-pack and from what Jo had since told me about him, the confidence and swagger to match. From the sessions that they’d had so far, Jo had already mentioned that he’d flirted with her, apparently telling her that she looked at least 10-years younger than her age (true), had a cute ass (true) and was just the kind of experienced woman that young guys find hot (hmmm apparently true also).
What surprised me even more though was my own reaction to the discovery of the text message. Instead of feeling shocked, upset or angry even, I found myself aroused, my heart pounding quickly in my chest and my cock twitching to life. I wasn’t sure why I was responding in this way. But I did know that I wanted to go with these feelings, that it felt immeasurably erotic, as if a new chapter was opening.
Sure there had been signs before. I’m not exaggerating to say that my wife is a very hot woman and has always attracted a lot of attention from the opposite sex. Sometimes she ignored this attention but there were times when she used to seem to actively court it. In our twenties we’d often gone to clubs and music bars where Jo had ended up dancing provocatively, intimately even at times, with fit looking men. She loved to flirt in front of me and, knowing that I was watching, she would feel bolder and empowered, daring to tease me, normally by letting the guy dance up close, a hand on her tight ass or, as I memorably recall once before, a few fingers slipped inside her knickers. But we’d never really talked about this and I guess over time I’d just dismissed it as part of her former party girl flirty-but-harmless nature and one of the few minor drawbacks with being married to a hot, gorgeous woman.
I scrolled up to see the rest of the text conversation. It began with Jo at 7am this morning, which must have been when she was still in bed with me.
“Looking forward to r wkout later. Can’t wait 2 see what treats you have inside your shorts. Jxx”
“Haven’t cum 4 a week baby and it’s all goin in yr mouth. Hehee. Ashx”
“Mmmmmm. Promises, promises! Can’t wait to swallow down every last drop”
And so it went on.
I was so absorbed in reading the text chat that I hadn’t noticed Jo coming down the stairs and into the kitchen, her hair freshly washed, wearing just a fluffy white bathrobe. She had spotted me reading the texts from her phone. She grabbed it, turning away angrily, but then her mood softening and changing as she realised what I was reading. She smiled a big wide grin.
“I guess there’s no hiding anything from my darling hubby is there? “ She began “I was planning to tell you dearest. Just trying to choose the right moment I guess” She raised her eyebrows, waiting for me to respond.
“B..bbbut why?” I felt way out of my depth and didn’t really know where to start this conversation
“Pretty obvious really Matt” She said.
“But more to the point” She’d glanced down to look at the bulge in my trousers. “I think I’ve hit on a mutual interest haven’t I!”
There was no point denying my feelings about this and I had to shrug and with a weak smile confess that I found it kind of horny, standing there imagining my wife’s eager lips wrapped around a large black cock belonging to her fit personal trainer.
“Hmmm what’s a girl to do?” she asked. “Perhaps you can help me out with a dilemma that I’m now facing”.
“What kind of dilemma would that be?” I asked.
“Well” she replied. “It’s like this. “Ash loves me sucking his gorgeous shaft. And, while I do love the taste of his cum and....mmmm....there’s so much of it. Such a turn on!” She paused and smiled pensively. “But it’s not so satisfying for me, if you know what I mean, and well, Ash is beginning to make demands about putting that tool of his between my legs”. She paused. “Now that just might be totally satisfying”.
“So...” She hesitated for a second, reflecting on what she was about to ask me. “What I basically need to know is that you’ll be OK if I let him fuck me?”
My heart leapt again as all kinds of erotic images raced through my brain. This was not a moment to back down from your desires.
“Wow” I said. “I’d love nothing better than that.....but...” My turn to pause. “One condition”
“Yes?” She pouted a little in that certain way of hers when she wanted something from me. Normally a new dress or a handbag.
“I’d like to be present as well. I don’t want to hear about it after the event. I want to watch you being pleasured. That would be a turn on for me”.
“Just come out and say it” She said. “You want to watch getting properly fucked by a black guy. A guy with a lovely body and an adorable cock. You want to watch me ride him; you want to look into my eyes as he makes me cum, you want to watch me take his seed into my mouth”.
“Yep” The words spilled out. “That’s basically it”.
After that it all fell into place very quickly. A few more texts and a date the following afternoon at our house was set up. The timing was ideal as the k**s were staying away at the in-laws for the week and me and Jo had the evening to talk about scenarios and work each other up into a state of sexual frenzy. Strangely though although she was hugely turned on (her pussy was literally dripping just talking about was she wanted to do) she didn’t want to fuck me. She said she was saving herself for Ash.
At seven, early the next evening the doorbell rang. Jo had spent most of the afternoon bathing and generally preening. She was wearing perfectly fitting silk underwear, and hold-ups beneath a short red dress. Her straight long blonde hair had been styled that morning and she looked stunning; a personification of beauty and elegance.
“Hey guys how’s it going?” Ash said I opened the door, looking relaxed as if this were the kind of thing he did every day. He was casually dressed in jeans, t-shirt and track-top - straight from the gym no doubt. He shook hands with me, smiling disarmingly and I ushered him in to the lounge where Jo kissed him delicately on each cheek and sat down next to him on our new leather sofa.
I took drinks orders like a good host and wandered off to the kitchen in search of a cold beer and a glass of prosecco.
By the time I came back with the glasses on a tray, things had moved along considerably. The two of them were standing, locked in a fierce embrace, Ash already without his t-shirt and with the first couple of buttons on his jeans undone. I was struck my Ash’s toned muscular body, his dark skin contrasting against Jo’s pale English skin as they stood together, her hands running across his torso, his hands cupping and stroking her size-C breasts.
They didn’t notice me for a minute of two and then Jo broke off for a second. ““Hey, honey. Want to see what I’ve been getting up to with my personal trainer?”
Ash laughed as she finished the job of unbuttoning him and then my wife sank to her knees on the carpet. She slowly eased down his jeans and pulled his stiffening cock out of his tight trunks. It wasn’t an enormous cock, maybe eight or nine inches long, but it was probably an inch or so longer than mine and wider too by the look of it. The dark ebony shaft was already very hard and the slightly lighter tip was glistening with a drop of pre-cum which Jo licked tenderly.
“Mmmmm! It’s all coming back to me” She said.
“Yep, it will all be cumming back in you in a minute too” replied Ash with a grin.
I edged towards them, my mind urging Jo to take his cock into his mouth. She did so, greedily taking in as much as she could. She was a true expert at oral sex and would sometimes suck me so deeply and intensely that I would cum within seconds. She was focusing hard now, sucking and licking him, pleasuring him with her tongue, her lips, one of her hands wrapped around the base, the other cupping his sizeable neatly-shaved balls.
I stood back and admired Jo’s talents, thinking it was strange to watch this in the third person rather than being the centre of attention. She was licking and sucking with real dedication and intensity. It wasn’t long before Ash couldn’t hold back any longer. Sensing that he was about to cum, Jo held the tip of his cock on her tongue, tossed her long blonde hair to one side, and then angled her head slightly towards me, fixing her eyes on mine acutely aware that this was the show that I wanted to see. Sure enough Ash wasn’t going to disappoint. The first spurt of his ejaculation shot deep into Jo’s open mouth; the rest came quickly afterwards, coils of hot white semen onto her outstretched tongue. When he was spent Jo drew her tongue back into her mouth, tenderly licked her lips and swallowed hard, theatrically, allowing the cum to drain down her throat. But she wasn’t finished yet. She then took Ash’s still erect member into both hands and licked the remaining cum off too, then beckoning me close to her, pulled me in for a long deep French kiss. I tasted Ash’s musky scent in her mouth, mixed with the sweet prosecco that Jo had been drinking and felt my penis straining inside my boxers. She broke off abruptly.
“Time for my next course”. Jo said.
I was surprised to see that Ash’s erection hadn’t faded at all and within a few more licks from Jo’s attentive tongue was completely hard again, possibly now looking even longer and thicker than before if that’s possible.
Jo stood and moved back to the sofa, stretching out on her back and unzipping her silk red dress. Ash took the cue immediately. With one deft movement he lifted her dress over her head. With another he pulled down my wife’s scanty knickers, revealing her freshly shaved pussy. Then while Ash attended to her bra Jo beckoned for me to kneel on the carpet in front of her which I did and I began to work my tongue into her wet pussy.
“That’s it baby” She said. “Prepare me for him. Get your tongue right in there”.
I could tell by the way the way that her delicious pussy was virtually gushing onto my outstretched tongue, that she was already amazingly turned on. It wasn’t going to take much for those orgasms to start.
“You know” She said laughing and addressing Ash now. “I haven’t had anyone other than Matt here for almost three years, so you might need to go easy at first”
I ignored my wife’s obvious mistake with the maths (we’d been married nine years and together for almost 12) and didn’t interrupt. I didn’t want to stop the task that I’d been given. But after a minute or two I felt a muscular hand on my shoulder moving me aside.
“OK. It’s time for me to take over”. Said Ash impatiently.
I pulled back from Jo’s sopping pussy and, knowing what was about to happen, reached into my jeans pocket for the packet of condoms.
Jo and I had discussed the subject of birth control. After our second c***d I’d had the snip so there was obviously no need for Jo to take any form of contraception. But we’d agreed that we’d ask Ash to use a condom, just to be on the safe side. Jo had even sent me out to buy them that morning.
Ash took one look at the rubbers and laughed. “No way!” he said. “Sorry, that’s just not my thing”. But he must have seen my anxious look. “Don’t worry Matt” He said. “I’m a total pro. I’ll just pull out, OK?”
I felt like I had no real choice as Jo was nodding enthusiastically. So in the end the condoms lay discarded on the mantelpiece, propped up next to our wedding photo, still in their cellophane.
Jo eased herself back onto the sofa and Ash leaned over her, first just their lips brushing together, then kissing deeply and finally I could see the tip of that long black member begin to ease its way into her wetness. She gasped and closed her eyes tightly, now totally lost in the sensation.
“Yesssssss! More! Deeper” Her cries were commands now. Commands that Ash was happy to respond to.
Still sitting on the floor next to the sofa I drew closer to watch Ash manoeuvre his dark shaft slowly, deeper and deeper into Jo’s cunt. I had to admit to myself that he really knew how to please a woman. It was almost with a sense of pride that I thought to myself she couldn’t have chosen a better specimen of man to be doing this with. Jo was flushed now with pleasure as almost all of Ash’s length was inside her. She gasped, appearing short of breath and gave small whimpering cries as his cock stretched the far reaches of her uterus. Now that his full nine inches was in, Ash began to up the pace a little. His hands around my wife’s shoulders, pulling her down onto himself at the same time as his length went in and out, rhythmically. They were kissing again now, deeply, passionately, reaching a true summit of passion and then his mouth moved down over her left breast, engulfing it in his mouth as he continued to fuck.
“Ohhhhh my G...O....D!!” Screamed Jo, as wave after wave of orgasm finally rippled through her body.
Her hands were clenched around Ash’s toned buttocks pulling every last millimetre of his black cock into her as she came. But her orgasms had only just started. A few more deep thrusts from Ash seemed to trigger a chain reaction within her, causing her body to shudder and contort as another orgasm arrived. Jo’s eyes were looking wild now; she was showing no sign of wanting to stop.
“Again!” She ordered Ash. “Fuck me Ash. Fuck me you sexy MAN. FUCK ME WITH THAT BIG BLACK COCK. FUCK ME. FUCK ME!”
Ash was still pumping away into her pussy, then pausing only for a second or two in order to flip Jo onto her front, were she now knelt obligingly on the sofa, her pert rear ready to accept his still black rod. This was such a hot sight for me, nothing left to the imagination as I watched Ash push his full length into my wife’s sopping pussy from behind. This was a position that I know Jo adored and sure enough it wasn’t long before she came again, noisily with shrieks and cries of pleasure directed towards her fit lover.
Then just as I thought Jo must have had enough she turned her head back to Ash.
“Give me that cum” She said. “Put it right up inside of me. Do it. Do it now!”.
I froze at those words wondering whether she really meant that and what had become of our promises to be careful. She clearly did mean it. They both did. Ash stopped pumping and pushed his dark length as far as he could into Jo’s sweet pussy as he began to cum, the expression on his face giving perhaps an indication of the amount of hot sperm flowing into the depth of Jo’s body. He groaned and slumped on top of Jo, his cock still inside her body, her arms around him. I realised the extent of what had just happened here. This young black guy had just cum deep inside my horny wife’s pussy. She was sure to be cross and upset about this. Jo shifted her body on the sofa to face me and I prepared myself for her anger.
But none came. Jo’s face was a picture of pleasure.
“Darling, did you see that?” She asked. “Did you hear my orgasms? Did you see the way he fucked me?”
I nodded dumbly, lost for words.
“Ash” She said, gazing up to her lover with a starry-eyed look of infatuation and adoration. “You were wonderful. Why don’t you show my darling hubby how much cum you just deposited in me”.
Ash obliged by very slowly easing his (still erect!) cock out of Jo and then edging back on the sofa slightly to allow Jo to turn onto her back. Sure enough a slow stream of cum began to emerge from her pussy. It was thick and perfectly white and amazing amounts of it, particularly since this was the second load of the day from my wife’s hot lover.
“What do you think darling?” Asked Jo provocatively. “Do you like the look of it? Do you think you’d like it even further inside me? Do you think you’d like to push it even further into me with that little cock of yours?”
I knew exactly what she wanted. While Ash sat on the side of the sofa and drew breath, I kicked off my boxers and hopped onto the sofa, wasting no time in pushing my stiff cock into Jo’s wet, cum-filled pussy. This was all new to me. I’d never felt the sensation of fucking such a wet pussy. Ash had stretched my wife’s cunt and I could feel the warm semen mixed with vaginal juices surrounding my shaft as I pushed myself into her as deep as I could go.
“Have you started yet?” Joked Jo, winking playfully to Ash. But the truth was that it was more than I could manage to resist the oncoming climax. Within less than a couple of minutes I couldn’t contain myself any longer and shot my load deep into Jo’s wet pussy, my own deposits mixing and joining with Ash’s.
“Mmmmm” murmured Jo contentedly “Two loads inside me. How delicious! Just what every girl should have!”
“But, hey...” She had a bright idea and smiled with a naughty look on her face. “Hubby dearest, I really think you should check out all this cum at close quarters”
She swivelled around on the sofa and with me now on my back she moved into a 69 position above me, her wet snatch millimetres from my face and her mouth down by my cock. She pressed her pussy down onto my mouth as gravity began to take its course. A mixture of cum, some of it my own but probably mostly Ash’s, began to dribble out of her gaping pussy and into my mouth. I realised exactly what she wanted me to do at that point and began to lick her smooth shaved pussy, tasting all those juices mixed together, tentatively at first and then after a few licks, placing my tongue deep inside to pleasure her.
The whole experience was a huge turn on for me and I felt myself stiffening again as I worked my tongue inside her. I could also hear a slurping noise down by my cock. At first I thought that Jo’s was putting my cock into her mouth but soon realised that it was Ash feeding his length into her mouth just next to my own cock. But Jo was a generous girl so began to alternate on our cocks, giving Ash a huge suck and then applying some attention to mine. From where I was lying, with Jo’s cum-filled pussy occupying my entire field of vision, I couldn’t see what she was doing but I suddenly the sensation of her mouth around me at the same time as Ash. She was sucking both our cocks at the same time. Greedy girl.
Jo broke off for a second. “Lucky you’re not as big as Ash” She said laughing. “ ’Cos then I’d never fit you both in my mouth at once”
She resumed her sucking, clearly getting a thrill out of her mouth being stretched by two cocks at the same time as I was licking the semen and juices out of her pussy. It was obviously a thrill for Ash too as I felt his black cock throbbing against mine in Jo’s mouth as he came once again.
“Yes! More delicious cum!” Jo broke off to swallow down every last drop from Ash’s shaft and then lick it clean. This had obviously turned Jo on hugely as I felt her vagina clench tightly around my tongue and then convulse as another orgasm rocked through her body, with yet more juices being pushed down into my mouth.
I was pretty close to cumming again at this point too. But Jo stood up abruptly. She looked longingly at Ash, who rose to embrace her, both naked and glowing from their exertions. Jo turned to me.
“Darling.” She said to me. “I’m just going to take Ash upstairs in our bed for a little while. Why don’t you clear up down here. “
With that, she led Ash by the hand and practically pulled him up the stairs, our bedroom door shutting with a loud slam, the lounge a scene of discarded underwear with me in the middle.
END OF PART 1
A quick note from Jo and Matt.
For some time the two of us have been discussing sharing some of the recent events in our life with other people out there. Everything you read here is true and happened to us over a couple of days last summer. We have changed the name of the people here but otherwise we’ve tried to capture an honest account of the events and feelings at the time. We’ve also split the tale in two, so that you can see our slightly different perspectives on this series of events. This is also our first attempt at putting this stuff down on the page – so we’d love to hear comments and feedback.
Hope you enjoy.
PART 1 – MATT’S STORY
A casual glance at a text message coming through to my wife’s phone started an unforgettable chain of events.
“Hope u enjoyed wrapping your lips around my BBC, c u soon for the next workout! ”
My wife, Jo, had gone upstairs to shower after her personal training session with her new coach, Ash. The phone had begun to beep as she’d left it on the side in the kitchen. I wasn’t really prepared to discover a message like that.
We’d been married for almost 10 years, living in the South East of England. Jo, mid thirties now, had an amazing figure despite having had two k**s; a slim 5’4’’, bleached long blonde hair, a clear white English rose complexion, with natural 32C curves, a sexy radiance and a mischievous sparkle in her bright blue eyes. She did work hard on that physique though, running, swimming, a gym regular and now, more recently – and rather tellingly it seemed - hiring the services of a personal trainer to maintain that yummy-mummy look. We occasionally visited the gym together and I’d met Ash. He was very much your typical personal trainer, a fit black guy, British born with parents from Trinidad. He was probably mid 20’s, 6’ 2’’, a taut and muscular body, replete with six-pack and from what Jo had since told me about him, the confidence and swagger to match. From the sessions that they’d had so far, Jo had already mentioned that he’d flirted with her, apparently telling her that she looked at least 10-years younger than her age (true), had a cute ass (true) and was just the kind of experienced woman that young guys find hot (hmmm apparently true also).
What surprised me even more though was my own reaction to the discovery of the text message. Instead of feeling shocked, upset or angry even, I found myself aroused, my heart pounding quickly in my chest and my cock twitching to life. I wasn’t sure why I was responding in this way. But I did know that I wanted to go with these feelings, that it felt immeasurably erotic, as if a new chapter was opening.
Sure there had been signs before. I’m not exaggerating to say that my wife is a very hot woman and has always attracted a lot of attention from the opposite sex. Sometimes she ignored this attention but there were times when she used to seem to actively court it. In our twenties we’d often gone to clubs and music bars where Jo had ended up dancing provocatively, intimately even at times, with fit looking men. She loved to flirt in front of me and, knowing that I was watching, she would feel bolder and empowered, daring to tease me, normally by letting the guy dance up close, a hand on her tight ass or, as I memorably recall once before, a few fingers slipped inside her knickers. But we’d never really talked about this and I guess over time I’d just dismissed it as part of her former party girl flirty-but-harmless nature and one of the few minor drawbacks with being married to a hot, gorgeous woman.
I scrolled up to see the rest of the text conversation. It began with Jo at 7am this morning, which must have been when she was still in bed with me.
“Looking forward to r wkout later. Can’t wait 2 see what treats you have inside your shorts. Jxx”
“Haven’t cum 4 a week baby and it’s all goin in yr mouth. Hehee. Ashx”
“Mmmmmm. Promises, promises! Can’t wait to swallow down every last drop”
And so it went on.
I was so absorbed in reading the text chat that I hadn’t noticed Jo coming down the stairs and into the kitchen, her hair freshly washed, wearing just a fluffy white bathrobe. She had spotted me reading the texts from her phone. She grabbed it, turning away angrily, but then her mood softening and changing as she realised what I was reading. She smiled a big wide grin.
“I guess there’s no hiding anything from my darling hubby is there? “ She began “I was planning to tell you dearest. Just trying to choose the right moment I guess” She raised her eyebrows, waiting for me to respond.
“B..bbbut why?” I felt way out of my depth and didn’t really know where to start this conversation
“Pretty obvious really Matt” She said.
“But more to the point” She’d glanced down to look at the bulge in my trousers. “I think I’ve hit on a mutual interest haven’t I!”
There was no point denying my feelings about this and I had to shrug and with a weak smile confess that I found it kind of horny, standing there imagining my wife’s eager lips wrapped around a large black cock belonging to her fit personal trainer.
“Hmmm what’s a girl to do?” she asked. “Perhaps you can help me out with a dilemma that I’m now facing”.
“What kind of dilemma would that be?” I asked.
“Well” she replied. “It’s like this. “Ash loves me sucking his gorgeous shaft. And, while I do love the taste of his cum and....mmmm....there’s so much of it. Such a turn on!” She paused and smiled pensively. “But it’s not so satisfying for me, if you know what I mean, and well, Ash is beginning to make demands about putting that tool of his between my legs”. She paused. “Now that just might be totally satisfying”.
“So...” She hesitated for a second, reflecting on what she was about to ask me. “What I basically need to know is that you’ll be OK if I let him fuck me?”
My heart leapt again as all kinds of erotic images raced through my brain. This was not a moment to back down from your desires.
“Wow” I said. “I’d love nothing better than that.....but...” My turn to pause. “One condition”
“Yes?” She pouted a little in that certain way of hers when she wanted something from me. Normally a new dress or a handbag.
“I’d like to be present as well. I don’t want to hear about it after the event. I want to watch you being pleasured. That would be a turn on for me”.
“Just come out and say it” She said. “You want to watch getting properly fucked by a black guy. A guy with a lovely body and an adorable cock. You want to watch me ride him; you want to look into my eyes as he makes me cum, you want to watch me take his seed into my mouth”.
“Yep” The words spilled out. “That’s basically it”.
After that it all fell into place very quickly. A few more texts and a date the following afternoon at our house was set up. The timing was ideal as the k**s were staying away at the in-laws for the week and me and Jo had the evening to talk about scenarios and work each other up into a state of sexual frenzy. Strangely though although she was hugely turned on (her pussy was literally dripping just talking about was she wanted to do) she didn’t want to fuck me. She said she was saving herself for Ash.
At seven, early the next evening the doorbell rang. Jo had spent most of the afternoon bathing and generally preening. She was wearing perfectly fitting silk underwear, and hold-ups beneath a short red dress. Her straight long blonde hair had been styled that morning and she looked stunning; a personification of beauty and elegance.
“Hey guys how’s it going?” Ash said I opened the door, looking relaxed as if this were the kind of thing he did every day. He was casually dressed in jeans, t-shirt and track-top - straight from the gym no doubt. He shook hands with me, smiling disarmingly and I ushered him in to the lounge where Jo kissed him delicately on each cheek and sat down next to him on our new leather sofa.
I took drinks orders like a good host and wandered off to the kitchen in search of a cold beer and a glass of prosecco.
By the time I came back with the glasses on a tray, things had moved along considerably. The two of them were standing, locked in a fierce embrace, Ash already without his t-shirt and with the first couple of buttons on his jeans undone. I was struck my Ash’s toned muscular body, his dark skin contrasting against Jo’s pale English skin as they stood together, her hands running across his torso, his hands cupping and stroking her size-C breasts.
They didn’t notice me for a minute of two and then Jo broke off for a second. ““Hey, honey. Want to see what I’ve been getting up to with my personal trainer?”
Ash laughed as she finished the job of unbuttoning him and then my wife sank to her knees on the carpet. She slowly eased down his jeans and pulled his stiffening cock out of his tight trunks. It wasn’t an enormous cock, maybe eight or nine inches long, but it was probably an inch or so longer than mine and wider too by the look of it. The dark ebony shaft was already very hard and the slightly lighter tip was glistening with a drop of pre-cum which Jo licked tenderly.
“Mmmmm! It’s all coming back to me” She said.
“Yep, it will all be cumming back in you in a minute too” replied Ash with a grin.
I edged towards them, my mind urging Jo to take his cock into his mouth. She did so, greedily taking in as much as she could. She was a true expert at oral sex and would sometimes suck me so deeply and intensely that I would cum within seconds. She was focusing hard now, sucking and licking him, pleasuring him with her tongue, her lips, one of her hands wrapped around the base, the other cupping his sizeable neatly-shaved balls.
I stood back and admired Jo’s talents, thinking it was strange to watch this in the third person rather than being the centre of attention. She was licking and sucking with real dedication and intensity. It wasn’t long before Ash couldn’t hold back any longer. Sensing that he was about to cum, Jo held the tip of his cock on her tongue, tossed her long blonde hair to one side, and then angled her head slightly towards me, fixing her eyes on mine acutely aware that this was the show that I wanted to see. Sure enough Ash wasn’t going to disappoint. The first spurt of his ejaculation shot deep into Jo’s open mouth; the rest came quickly afterwards, coils of hot white semen onto her outstretched tongue. When he was spent Jo drew her tongue back into her mouth, tenderly licked her lips and swallowed hard, theatrically, allowing the cum to drain down her throat. But she wasn’t finished yet. She then took Ash’s still erect member into both hands and licked the remaining cum off too, then beckoning me close to her, pulled me in for a long deep French kiss. I tasted Ash’s musky scent in her mouth, mixed with the sweet prosecco that Jo had been drinking and felt my penis straining inside my boxers. She broke off abruptly.
“Time for my next course”. Jo said.
I was surprised to see that Ash’s erection hadn’t faded at all and within a few more licks from Jo’s attentive tongue was completely hard again, possibly now looking even longer and thicker than before if that’s possible.
Jo stood and moved back to the sofa, stretching out on her back and unzipping her silk red dress. Ash took the cue immediately. With one deft movement he lifted her dress over her head. With another he pulled down my wife’s scanty knickers, revealing her freshly shaved pussy. Then while Ash attended to her bra Jo beckoned for me to kneel on the carpet in front of her which I did and I began to work my tongue into her wet pussy.
“That’s it baby” She said. “Prepare me for him. Get your tongue right in there”.
I could tell by the way the way that her delicious pussy was virtually gushing onto my outstretched tongue, that she was already amazingly turned on. It wasn’t going to take much for those orgasms to start.
“You know” She said laughing and addressing Ash now. “I haven’t had anyone other than Matt here for almost three years, so you might need to go easy at first”
I ignored my wife’s obvious mistake with the maths (we’d been married nine years and together for almost 12) and didn’t interrupt. I didn’t want to stop the task that I’d been given. But after a minute or two I felt a muscular hand on my shoulder moving me aside.
“OK. It’s time for me to take over”. Said Ash impatiently.
I pulled back from Jo’s sopping pussy and, knowing what was about to happen, reached into my jeans pocket for the packet of condoms.
Jo and I had discussed the subject of birth control. After our second c***d I’d had the snip so there was obviously no need for Jo to take any form of contraception. But we’d agreed that we’d ask Ash to use a condom, just to be on the safe side. Jo had even sent me out to buy them that morning.
Ash took one look at the rubbers and laughed. “No way!” he said. “Sorry, that’s just not my thing”. But he must have seen my anxious look. “Don’t worry Matt” He said. “I’m a total pro. I’ll just pull out, OK?”
I felt like I had no real choice as Jo was nodding enthusiastically. So in the end the condoms lay discarded on the mantelpiece, propped up next to our wedding photo, still in their cellophane.
Jo eased herself back onto the sofa and Ash leaned over her, first just their lips brushing together, then kissing deeply and finally I could see the tip of that long black member begin to ease its way into her wetness. She gasped and closed her eyes tightly, now totally lost in the sensation.
“Yesssssss! More! Deeper” Her cries were commands now. Commands that Ash was happy to respond to.
Still sitting on the floor next to the sofa I drew closer to watch Ash manoeuvre his dark shaft slowly, deeper and deeper into Jo’s cunt. I had to admit to myself that he really knew how to please a woman. It was almost with a sense of pride that I thought to myself she couldn’t have chosen a better specimen of man to be doing this with. Jo was flushed now with pleasure as almost all of Ash’s length was inside her. She gasped, appearing short of breath and gave small whimpering cries as his cock stretched the far reaches of her uterus. Now that his full nine inches was in, Ash began to up the pace a little. His hands around my wife’s shoulders, pulling her down onto himself at the same time as his length went in and out, rhythmically. They were kissing again now, deeply, passionately, reaching a true summit of passion and then his mouth moved down over her left breast, engulfing it in his mouth as he continued to fuck.
“Ohhhhh my G...O....D!!” Screamed Jo, as wave after wave of orgasm finally rippled through her body.
Her hands were clenched around Ash’s toned buttocks pulling every last millimetre of his black cock into her as she came. But her orgasms had only just started. A few more deep thrusts from Ash seemed to trigger a chain reaction within her, causing her body to shudder and contort as another orgasm arrived. Jo’s eyes were looking wild now; she was showing no sign of wanting to stop.
“Again!” She ordered Ash. “Fuck me Ash. Fuck me you sexy MAN. FUCK ME WITH THAT BIG BLACK COCK. FUCK ME. FUCK ME!”
Ash was still pumping away into her pussy, then pausing only for a second or two in order to flip Jo onto her front, were she now knelt obligingly on the sofa, her pert rear ready to accept his still black rod. This was such a hot sight for me, nothing left to the imagination as I watched Ash push his full length into my wife’s sopping pussy from behind. This was a position that I know Jo adored and sure enough it wasn’t long before she came again, noisily with shrieks and cries of pleasure directed towards her fit lover.
Then just as I thought Jo must have had enough she turned her head back to Ash.
“Give me that cum” She said. “Put it right up inside of me. Do it. Do it now!”.
I froze at those words wondering whether she really meant that and what had become of our promises to be careful. She clearly did mean it. They both did. Ash stopped pumping and pushed his dark length as far as he could into Jo’s sweet pussy as he began to cum, the expression on his face giving perhaps an indication of the amount of hot sperm flowing into the depth of Jo’s body. He groaned and slumped on top of Jo, his cock still inside her body, her arms around him. I realised the extent of what had just happened here. This young black guy had just cum deep inside my horny wife’s pussy. She was sure to be cross and upset about this. Jo shifted her body on the sofa to face me and I prepared myself for her anger.
But none came. Jo’s face was a picture of pleasure.
“Darling, did you see that?” She asked. “Did you hear my orgasms? Did you see the way he fucked me?”
I nodded dumbly, lost for words.
“Ash” She said, gazing up to her lover with a starry-eyed look of infatuation and adoration. “You were wonderful. Why don’t you show my darling hubby how much cum you just deposited in me”.
Ash obliged by very slowly easing his (still erect!) cock out of Jo and then edging back on the sofa slightly to allow Jo to turn onto her back. Sure enough a slow stream of cum began to emerge from her pussy. It was thick and perfectly white and amazing amounts of it, particularly since this was the second load of the day from my wife’s hot lover.
“What do you think darling?” Asked Jo provocatively. “Do you like the look of it? Do you think you’d like it even further inside me? Do you think you’d like to push it even further into me with that little cock of yours?”
I knew exactly what she wanted. While Ash sat on the side of the sofa and drew breath, I kicked off my boxers and hopped onto the sofa, wasting no time in pushing my stiff cock into Jo’s wet, cum-filled pussy. This was all new to me. I’d never felt the sensation of fucking such a wet pussy. Ash had stretched my wife’s cunt and I could feel the warm semen mixed with vaginal juices surrounding my shaft as I pushed myself into her as deep as I could go.
“Have you started yet?” Joked Jo, winking playfully to Ash. But the truth was that it was more than I could manage to resist the oncoming climax. Within less than a couple of minutes I couldn’t contain myself any longer and shot my load deep into Jo’s wet pussy, my own deposits mixing and joining with Ash’s.
“Mmmmm” murmured Jo contentedly “Two loads inside me. How delicious! Just what every girl should have!”
“But, hey...” She had a bright idea and smiled with a naughty look on her face. “Hubby dearest, I really think you should check out all this cum at close quarters”
She swivelled around on the sofa and with me now on my back she moved into a 69 position above me, her wet snatch millimetres from my face and her mouth down by my cock. She pressed her pussy down onto my mouth as gravity began to take its course. A mixture of cum, some of it my own but probably mostly Ash’s, began to dribble out of her gaping pussy and into my mouth. I realised exactly what she wanted me to do at that point and began to lick her smooth shaved pussy, tasting all those juices mixed together, tentatively at first and then after a few licks, placing my tongue deep inside to pleasure her.
The whole experience was a huge turn on for me and I felt myself stiffening again as I worked my tongue inside her. I could also hear a slurping noise down by my cock. At first I thought that Jo’s was putting my cock into her mouth but soon realised that it was Ash feeding his length into her mouth just next to my own cock. But Jo was a generous girl so began to alternate on our cocks, giving Ash a huge suck and then applying some attention to mine. From where I was lying, with Jo’s cum-filled pussy occupying my entire field of vision, I couldn’t see what she was doing but I suddenly the sensation of her mouth around me at the same time as Ash. She was sucking both our cocks at the same time. Greedy girl.
Jo broke off for a second. “Lucky you’re not as big as Ash” She said laughing. “ ’Cos then I’d never fit you both in my mouth at once”
She resumed her sucking, clearly getting a thrill out of her mouth being stretched by two cocks at the same time as I was licking the semen and juices out of her pussy. It was obviously a thrill for Ash too as I felt his black cock throbbing against mine in Jo’s mouth as he came once again.
“Yes! More delicious cum!” Jo broke off to swallow down every last drop from Ash’s shaft and then lick it clean. This had obviously turned Jo on hugely as I felt her vagina clench tightly around my tongue and then convulse as another orgasm rocked through her body, with yet more juices being pushed down into my mouth.
I was pretty close to cumming again at this point too. But Jo stood up abruptly. She looked longingly at Ash, who rose to embrace her, both naked and glowing from their exertions. Jo turned to me.
“Darling.” She said to me. “I’m just going to take Ash upstairs in our bed for a little while. Why don’t you clear up down here. “
With that, she led Ash by the hand and practically pulled him up the stairs, our bedroom door shutting with a loud slam, the lounge a scene of discarded underwear with me in the middle.
END OF PART 1
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