Whos the Boss
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I sit on the floor with my back against the bedroom door. I moan into the panties in my mouth. My fingers deep inside my pussy, finger fucking myself hard and fast to keep up with the sound of the fucking that I can hear from the bedroom. As I breathe in, I can smell her scent and taste her juices from her panties inside my mouth. The same panties that belong to the woman who is inside the bedroom being pleasured by my husband.
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It started with a knock on the door as I was watching TV. My hubby had not long gone upstairs to bed. I answered the door and in walked this beautiful woman before I could even speak. She just stood next to me, looking at me – and then she spoke.
“I’m Melissa, your husband is expecting me. I believe he’s in your bedroom waiting for me!”
“You look so beautiful,” she said, confidently, with her finger under my chin, “but he wants me.”
I led her to the bedroom and I knew that my hubby would be waiting in his boxers, waiting for this woman. She stopped me before we reached the door and she pulled up her dress and removed her panties.
After picking them up she turned to me, “Your turn, but take everything off.”
I did as I was told, slipping off my simple summer dress and panties. I blushed the whole time until I was standing there naked with my clothes in a pile on the floor. She walked over to me, my breathing increased; she stood inches away from me.
“Open wide,” she demanded.
I opened my mouth and she slipped the panties inside, smiling as she did so. Although she was going to screw my husband, I kind of liked her. This lady was behaving so politely and being so kind to me before she walked into the room and closed the door behind her.
I listened at the door, trying to hear every word they said. I couldn’t hear it all but I could hear them kissing. I could hear the movements on the bed, our bed. I so wished it was me in there.
I heard her giggle over something and then I heard a real deep moan come from Melissa. I imagined he was eating her out. He loves to do that, loves to make a woman cum with his tongue before he fucks them.
Her groans of pleasure instantly took my mind back to remember the woman he was entertaining one time when I was late home from work. I walked in and there she was, lying on the sofa with his face between her legs. The blonde was playing with her nipples and he was making her climax. They didn’t stop. He simply indicated with his hand for me to sit on the chair as they continued.
I sat there and watched them fuck. She rode him first before they fucked doggy style over the end of the sofa, inches from my face. They acted like I wasn’t even there. Though in that time she was there, I had soaked my panties through and she had climaxed four times.
Once they were both finished and had no more orgasms left in them, she kissed him passionately and said her goodbyes before leaving. She even said her goodbyes to me like I was a friend of hers, kissing my cheek, yet I didn’t even know her name.
Once she had left, I crawled over to my hubby and licked his shaft and sucked his balls. She had drained all his cum out of him but their juices tasted so yummy mixed together as they were.
Back in the bedroom, from the kissing, I assumed they were now in the missionary position. I wondered if her boobs bounced around like mine. Thinking that they did, made my hands move to my breasts and caress my nipples. Softly pinching and pulling them slightly. I would have loved to have seen how she reacted to hers being pulled and pinched.
My hand then traveled down to my wet pussy. I caressed it with my fingers, gently at first as I didn’t want to get it too excited too soon. I leaned against the wall opposite my bedroom door, staring at it and wanting to be on the other side of it.
As I heard the bed creak and her moan out loud, I slid two fingers into my pussy, it was instantly wet and it felt tight around them. I slid my fingers back and forth, in time with how I imagined them fucking on the bed; in time with the sounds of the movement inside my bedroom. As their speed increased, so did my fingers.
My other hand started to rub my clit as I built up to an orgasm. I could hear that Melissa was doing the same, only her verbal outburst told me this wasn’t her first and she was letting me know that every time. As her moans got louder my fingers worked faster. I stopped my fingers quickly and left my needed cunt alone for a few moments when she screamed out she was cumming; knowing that I could have fun with her if I was allowed. It happened once before, more of her doing rather than my husband's. She had taken me downstairs and finger fucked me in the doorway before she left. Her kisses were so passionate I nearly passed out with the pleasure.
I had plastered my ear against the door as the fucking continued. I didn’t want to miss any of her sounds as she rode her orgasm. It sounded glorious for her. She was really enjoying herself and so it seems, was my husband.
Then I heard him order her to get onto all fours and I couldn’t help but slide two fingers back into my pussy. Like Melissa, I was quickly at the point of another orgasm.
“Such a tight cunt,” he shouted out, to make sure I heard.
This almost pushed me over the edge before Melissa shouted that she was cumming.
In an instant, I threw my hands behind my back so as to stop myself from going over the edge. It was so difficult to stop but I had to.
After some time, I didn’t know how long, I was a wet mess, sitting on the floor with a puddle underneath me and that was just from being so excited. Of course, I can’t cum till after my hubby tells me that I can. Although I knew that I had almost pushed too far towards the edge too many times already. Any more and I may not be able to stop myself.
I sat on the floor outside my bedroom, one hand caressing my breasts and nipples which were hard and crying for someone else’s attention. I pinched and pulled at my nipples. I sucked them as if my hubby was watching me do that as I know he loves to.
I would switch between gently caressing my pussy, my pussy lips, and clit, interleaving that with fingering myself fast and hard. I tried to keep up with the noises from inside my bedroom. I had to imagine how he was fucking her. I’m sure it was the doggy position as that was his favourite, but I’m sure she wasn’t so compliant and I guess they tried other positions. I imagined him pulling her head back by her hair as his other hand dug into her hips while thrusting into her. I wondered if she got off on that as I did.
He would do missionary as well, as he would want to watch her boobs bounce around on top of her as he pushed deep and hard into her pussy. I’m sure I could hear them doing that position at one point simply because of her moans and his grunts as he pushed deep into her. I wish I could have watched.
When it was quiet, jealously rose inside me. Yet, when I heard him say she felt good, I was transported back to being pleased that she was pleasuring him right. I was happy he was getting what he needed. I was so sexually excited but I can’t explain why. I just know I would have cum so many times if I had been allowed to.
I did wonder where he would deposit his spunk; whether he would cum in her mouth or pussy. I hope her pussy as he enjoys that so much more.
I didn’t have to wait long. I could hear his moans and groans and I knew he was close. I love to hear the moans and groans of the man I love as he squirts into another woman’s cunt. When I heard him do that, I screamed. I put my hand over my mouth to muffle the sound but that didn’t stop the carpet from getting wet as I squirted all over the landing floor.
I listened to them kissing as his seed pumped into her pussy.
“That was amazing,” she told him, and I agreed silently to myself that he is amazing.
I did my best to try and calm down by gently caressing my pussy lips softly-softly. I was trying to slow my breathing as best I could and I moved away from the door when I heard movement from the bedroom.
A few seconds later the door opened and the beauty that was Melissa walked out with that “I just got fucked” look that was evident in her face and hair. She reached out and pulled her panties out of my mouth and kissed my lips. I let out a little shy giggle after she did and hoped for much more.
“I need these because your hubby shoots so much cum, doesn’t he?” she commented as she pulled them back up her long legs.
In silence, I walked her downstairs and to the door. I open the door hiding behind it slightly as I was still naked and still hoping that she would give me a good seeing too before she left my house.
“See you next week,” she said as she walked out of the house, her hand caressing my cheek as she left.
I watched her weave down the driveway and waved to her before I ran up the stairs to my husband. I burst into the room and dived onto the bed between his open legs. As quick as I could I had my mouth on his softening dick.
I licked and sucked as much of their mixed juices off as I could. I licked his empty balls and sucked them clean. I spent a good few minutes making sure I got all their mixed cum off him and any cum he had leftover. At one point he pushed my head down under his balls with his legs open wide and I, of course, licked it all clean.
When I looked up to him I could see that his eyes were closed and he was drifting off to sleep. I crawled up the bed and asked him if he enjoyed it with her and he sighed happily that he did. I snuggled into him and pulled the covers over us. He pulled me into him and whispered that he loved me.
And then sleep took us both.
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6:30 AM. The alarm buzzed. I slammed down the sleep button, with every intent of going back to sleep. Five minutes later, I had to go to the bathroom and got up to go. I turned on the light. I looked in the mirror. My wife looked back. I screamed. "What's wrong, Dan?" I heard myself say, from the bed. "Come here, Jessica," I heard my wife's voice say. "Come here. NOW!" I saw myself walk in. "What's wr....DAN! What's going on?" "How should I know? I woke up... and I'm...
Test Subject Turnabout - Angela's Story After receiving some negative comments on a previous story I put up (Test Subject Turnabout which focused on a young man who knowingly dated a pre-op transsexual, did some very bad things to her, fell in love, apologized, and tried to win her back), I contacted a well known tg author with a question about dealing with that bad thing. The response I received prompted this alternate viewpoint which has more character development. You may want to...
Dear Reader, This is pretty much a stroke story. If you're expecting one of my twist endings, you'll be disappointed. It's based somewhat on the serious problems families are having with the economic downturn (i.e., recession, depression, or whatever you want to call this god awful financial mess we are all in at the moment.) It explores how two wives try to deal with holding their families together. Nobody is very admirable or clean in this story. So if you're looking for a hero,...
There had been a number of studies on women having nocturnal orgasms or dreams. A few studies have suggested that nearly forty percent of the woman out there have experienced some kind of nocturnal experience in their lifetime. Even though most men experience wet dreams in their teenage years, it isn’t uncommon for an older mature women to experience some form of a nocturnal dream during her later years of life. They can be intense and feel extremely real to the point of actually believing that...
MILFAnyone who regularly visits will probably know by now of my desire for Mrs.L to truly enjoy herself by exploring her sexuality and fantasies.So,when we moved to a new house and discovered that our neighbour would be a thirty-something bloke living on his own,it was only a matter of time before I gradually introduced him into our bedroom talk. Initially,any interest was denied but I couldn’t fail to notice that when C’s(the man in question) name was dropped into our pillow talk as I was gently...
It was a beautiful summer morning following a night of violent thunder storms. I had closed the sliding glass door last night because of noise from the thunder and closed the drapes because of the lightening. It keeps me awake. So when I got out of bed I opened the drapes and sliding door so I could feel the morning air on my completely naked body. As I looked out into my back yard I could see that the wind had blown a few leaves around. Then I saw that one of the branches in one of my trees...
From my last story, you might imagine I had some explaining to do to my husband. After more than 20 years together I had betrayed our vows by giving a blowjob to a total stranger. I had to tell my husband and I did. I loosened him up with some wine and porn and told him my story... similar to what I ended up writing. My husband was upset but also intrigued. He wanted details and I gave them to him. We had great sex that night and he called me a slut. He's never done that but inside I really...
For 10 years now I've been living nextdoor to a older Scottish women miss Trainer. She isthe most sexy beautiful super hot mature women I ever saw. She lives together with her husband an older Dutch man, mr Mulder. I can remember the first day I've met them and they invited me in for a beer.Miss Trainer was wearing (as always) an black tighties and a white shirt without bra. When I sat on their couch and she brought me my beer she bend over and showed me her awsome hot sexy saggy old Scottish...