Howie Returns to PennsylvaniaChapter 3
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How It Began – Chapter 2 free porn video
I was not only Jack’s wife, I was his slut as well. After our threesome with Dave, Jack was eager to share me with more men, even with strangers. Jack posted an ad in craigslist personals, and we met a man through it. His name was Peter. We met with Peter at a local bar after he responded to our ad. We gathered in a booth and ordered drinks. It struck me odd to be meeting with a stranger for the first time with the knowledge that he might be exploring all of my womanly virtues before the night was over.
I will admit I was a bit nervous meeting a stranger for the first time for sex. But there was also a high level of anticipation of seeing how the night will turn out that made it exciting. The conversation was a little strained at first, but it got easier after our first round of drinks. Peter was in his early thirties, good-looking, physically attractive, and charming.
When Peter went to the bar to order us another round of drinks, Jack turned to me and asked, “What do you think, Sara?”
I answered, “I’m willing to try if he is.”
Jack was all in. When Peter returned to the table with the drinks, I excused myself to the ladies’ room to check my hair and makeup while the men discussed the rules. I gave them five minutes before I walked back to the table and found them both smiling at me.
Jack said that Peter had invited us for drinks at his apartment, and they both stood, indicating they were ready to go. It was like a fantasy up to this point. Now it was suddenly real. Peter lived in the corner apartments less than a block away. I was feeling a mix of nervous excitement as the night began to develop, and my legs felt like rubber as we followed Peter to his place.
When we arrived, Peter opened the door to his apartment and ushered us in. It was a man’s apartment, unmatched furniture, empty beer cans, and a pizza box on the living room coffee table, clothes scattered about. His bedroom was furnished with an easy chair and a king-size bed. Jack sat in the easy chair and I wondered what now.
Peter turned to face me and made it easy for me when he took me in his arms. We kissed and I felt his hands running down my back and over my ass. Jack’s eyes never left us as he watched this stranger grope me. I felt his cock press against my leg, and his hands on the outside of my dress reaching up to grope my breasts.
I popped the buttons of his shirt and ran my hands over his hairy chest. He took off his shirt and reached behind me to unzip my dress and push it off my shoulders. Made of silk, my dress had a life of its own and slithered to the floor, leaving me standing before Peter gazing at my naked breasts. He reached out with both hands. I felt the excitement of letting him touch them, massage them, and tease my nipples, making them taut and sensitive. I began to purr and arch for his touch. My hands were still roaming his chest and I played with his nipples in return.
I could tell that Jack was getting turned on from watching us because he was starting to squirm in the chair and trying to adjust his crotch. Meanwhile, my right hand lowered from Peter’s chest and made its way down to his pants. Slowly, I reached my other hand down to aid in loosening his belt and unzipping his pants. When his pants fell to his feet he kicked them off along with his shoes. I glanced down to see his tented white shorts straining to hold him inside.
He sidetracked me when he lowered his mouth to my left breast and began swirling his tongue around my nipple and sucked it between his lips. His hands explored my ass, and during the process, he pulled my thong down my thighs and let them fall around my ankles. I stepped out of them as he knelt and began kissing my thighs and smooth-shaven pelvis. I opened my legs further when his tongue focused on my slit.
After a brief sampling of his oral talents that left a tingle between my legs, he stood and caressed me. I reached my hand inside his shorts and released the biggest cock I had ever seen. My eyes widened when I looked down at it. My husband’s eyes widened as well. Peter’s cock was much longer and thicker than Jack’s, and our friend, Dave’s.
Although Peter’s cock, which was as thick as my wrist and stretched beyond ten inches, was somewhat intimidating, I took it in my hands and felt sublimed to its pulsing power. Peter backed me onto the bed. We kissed and I rolled him onto his back, and gently raked my nails down his chest and tummy, following the trail with wet licks and kisses. I was keen on sucking his hard cock. Jack was watching closely and had stripped off his clothes.
Jack gave me a reassuring smile as I looked at him over Peter’s cock. But I never had a chance to get my lips on it before Peter rolled me onto my back and went down on me first, his tongue expertly finding my clit. He moved his tongue in devilish ways, driving me wild and unable to hold myself together when my hot juicy pussy began to quiver and explode with an orgasm that ran through me like a freight train. I screamed with pleasure, and Jack applauded Peter for getting me off so quickly.
Peter turned around so we could “69”, and my pleasure was increased by taking his cock in my mouth and exploring it with my tongue while he licked and ate my pussy. This went on for quite a while before Peter moved between my legs.
I laid on my back with my tits up and my legs spread wide. Peter’s large hard cock dangled on my belly before he drew back and reached down for it. I arched my hips to give him an easy angle to enter me, and to give Jack a better view of where Peter’s big cock was heading.
Jack was staring intently at the head of Peter’s cock slowly sinking between the folds of my slit. Jack knew I was feeling it and was probably wondering what was going through my mind at that moment. To be honest, the moment I felt Peter’s huge girth stretching me on its way in, I did feel a bit paranoid in wondering if I could take it. When Peter heard me gasp, he stopped for a moment before moving gently back and forth, each push taking him a little deeper into my body until he pushed in every last inch.
The period of penetration took more than a couple of minutes to fully implant his root, and he made every movement quite pleasurable. I was hot, wet, and ready to fuck when he withdrew to the lips of my vagina, and slowly slid back in. I loved the slow slide of his full length once again buried deep inside my cunt, and my ass raised off the sheets to greet him. He entered me this way several times. I lost control, wrapped him in my arms and legs as I was taken up with another building orgasm.
Peter knew I was about to cum when my inner-walls tightened around his cock. He pressed it deep inside me, and I went rigid in his grasp, bucking and squirming and crying out loudly as the climax overwhelmed me. During my climax, Peter began thrusting into me hard and fast, prolonging my orgasm. My pussy squished as he slammed into me. His hands grabbed hold of my waist and he shook me like a ragdoll, jerking me against him as he hammered my cunt.
I heard him say, “Get ready, baby, I’m cumming!” I watch his face grimace with pleasure as I felt his hard throbbing cock jettison a hot flood of semen deep inside my cunt. It was a marvelous climax with our orgasms so close together. Peter slowly pulled out of me after we caught our breath.
I saw his cock, coated in the mix of our juices, limp, but still impressively large laying across his thigh. I couldn’t let it stay that way, so I leaned down to it and cleaned it with my tongue, tasting the sweet combination of his cum and mine.
Jack was as hard as a rock, and while Peter rested, I sucked my husband’s hard cock for a while before he had me on my back and mounted me. He slid in easily after being stretched and lubricated with Peter’s slick semen. Jack whispered in my ear that he liked sloppy seconds and that my pussy felt extra hot and slimy. He whispered that I was his dirty slut wife that he loved to watch getting it on with another man. His cock throbbed in my cunt as he fucked me and talked dirty to me.
Peter was showing interest again as his cock stiffened. While my husband remained between my legs, giving me a good fucking, Peter sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed my leg. His hand ran down my leg and grabbed my ankle. He brought my foot to his mouth and started sucking on my toes while my husband fucked me. That was another first for me and it felt very sensual.
Before Jack had a chance to cum, I pushed him off of me and alternated sucking them both off. And like a hungry little bird, I had my mouth open and let them both cum all over my lips and tongue. Mmm, so delicious, and nasty, I swallowed all they had for me. But the night wasn’t over yet.
After our glorious session, we ended up in Peter’s living room, gulping down beer to quench our thirst. The men were in their shorts and I remained naked, letting the guys get playful with me on the couch. Jack came up with the brainy idea of pouring cold beer down my cleavage while Peter was drinking it with his face pressed between my breasts.
Then Peter came up with a brainier idea when he asked me if I would let him drink champagne from my pussy. Somewhat fascinated by Peter’s request I asked him how it was possible. Peter showed me when he grabbed a bottle of champagne from the fridge and led us into the bathroom. He had me sit on the edge of the sink counter and lean back and open my legs. Jack stood next to me and helped me hold my legs up and open with his hands pulling back on my knees. Peter removed the cork from the bottle and held his thumb over the mouth of the bottle as he vigorously shook it up between my legs.
Peter pressed the mouth of the bottle against my hole with his thumb still covering it and asked with his hot breath against my ear. “Are you ready, baby?”
Before giving me a chance to reply, he quickly slipped his thumb away. My eyes widened into saucers, and I squealed with shock and laughter as the cold rush of bubbly liquid surged into my pussy, squirting out of me as it was still squirting in. Peter removed the bottle and planted his face in my crotch, drinking the champagne as it gushed from my pussy.
Our fun and laughter quieted down when we heard a knock on Peter’s apartment door. Peter left us to wait in the bathroom while he went to see who was at his door. We heard two voices, both male. We heard them talking but we couldn’t make out what they were saying. Minutes later, Peter came back to the bathroom and asked us if we wouldn’t mind having his friend, John, join in our fun.
Jack looked at me and asked, “What do you think, honey?”
After what I had already experienced that night, I was feeling primed for just about anything. I replied, “I think we should meet John.”
We went into the living room to meet Peter’s friend. Like before, Jack and Peter were in their shorts, and I was naked when I was introduced to John, and not bad looking either. After a short chit-chat and another round of beer, I walked into the bedroom with three men following closely behind.
Once inside the bedroom, I turned to the men, and boldly said, “Okay guys, strip, and show me what I’m in for.”
Knowing what Jack and Peter had, I was more focused on seeing what John had inside his pants. When his pants and underwear went down his legs, I saw an average cock, much like my husband’s, and I was glad I didn’t have to deal with another monster cock like Peter had. My pussy was already beginning to feel sore from it.
Jack and Peter took me to the bed, and John watched while he stood there stroking his cock at the side of the bed. I was stroking Jack and Peter’s cocks while they toyed with my tits and pussy. I motioned for John to join us as I was getting deeper into it.
John moved closer and offered his cock to my lips. When I took it, Jack moved away and Peter’s got between my legs and slipping his big cock into me. After John gave me a taste of his cock, Peter pulled his cock from me. He looked at his friend and said, “Try it, John. This woman has a hot, tight pussy!” Then Peter turned to Jack and asked if it was okay with him.
Then I piped in and said, “Is anyone going to ask me?”
John looked at me and said, “So, are you going to let me fuck you?”
“Please do,” I said as I stretched out on my back.
“Not that way,” he said. “Turn over and get your ass up for me.”
I thought, okay, doggie style. I like it like that. But I quickly discovered that was not what the newcomer had in mind when I felt him mount me from behind and rub the tip of his cock over my asshole. I wasn’t sure if I wanted him in my ass, especially when he tried breaking through my sphincter, but once he made it through, it felt too good to back out of it now. I moaned and groaned, rocking back and forth, as John fucked my tight ass.
Jack maneuvered beneath me and somehow managed to slip his cock into my pussy while John was drilling my ass deep and wide. Peter didn’t want to be left out and knelt next to me, stuffing my mouth with his cock. So, there I was, still new to being a shared wife, getting all three holes stuffed with cock. My head was spinning, my juices were flowing, and my passion was over the top. The more cock they gave me, the more I wanted.
My orgasms came, multiple orgasms, endless spasms, and endless pleasure. The men kept this up for nearly twenty minutes. I’m not sure which man came first. I was way too dizzy with pleasure and passion. They all did cum, and I took it in my ass, in my pussy, and swallowed all that puddled in my mouth. When the men pulled out of me, gobs of semen leaked from my holes.
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Jack made me dress before we left, but he made me leave my thong in my purse. He wanted to gloat and show his hot, slutty, freshly-fucked wife around town. I shook hands with John and Peter and gave them hugs while Jack thanked them for giving us a fun night.
We went to several different bars and danced and drank more liquor. Jack encouraged me to dance with other men and tempt them to feel me up. I didn’t fuck anyone else that night, but it was fun letting the different men that I danced with stick their hand under my dress and discover that I wasn’t wearing panties over my very wet pussy. If any of them smelled their fingers after they touched my pussy, it would be more than my juices they were smelling.
Cum was still leaking from my ass and my pussy when we got home. Jack wanted me dirty when he stripped me naked and ate my pussy. I was too sore to fuck my husband after all the cock I had that night, so I returned the favor and sucked him off instead. We slept soundly that night and woke in the morning with a renewed excitement to figure out what we wanted to try next.
To Be Continued:
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