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The elderly owner of the house fucked my young wife
This story happened to me back in the 90s. Angelina and I had just gotten married. We were both 22 years old. So, we were looking for a house. We found a nice house in a new neighborhood that my wife liked. The owner of the house was a 62-year-old black man.
After our deal was finalized, Derek asked us to help him move some things out of the basement that he had forgotten when he moved in. So we agreed. The basement was quite nice, heated, and clean. Besides the washing machine, a pool table and a small sofa was there.
Apparently, he had hosted some nice get-togethers there at one point. My wife dressed in shorts and a T-shirt. We had already moved some things out and then decided to relax. She made sandwiches. Derek also had beer in the small refrigerator.
My wife rarely drank, so she got a little tipsy. It looked quite cute. She was sitting on the couch and smile, while Derek and I were talking about the renovation. Then I went up to the bathroom and got more sandwich bread from the kitchen.
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Having fun with my hubby at the bar
I was sitting in a dimly lit bar sipping a cocktail, when I noticed a tall, handsome black guy with a confident smile. He came over and introduced himself as Jerry. We were flirting without restraint half an hour later. My hubby Eddie knew the game. We’d been playing this kind of fun for a long time. So it really turned us on. He loves to peek, and I feel like a slut under his secret gaze.
He was sitting in the corner at the bar sipping whiskey. I caught him out of the corner of my eye. His gaze never left me. Jerry was persistent. And it turned me on. His hand slid up my thigh moving higher under my short skirt. I didn’t resist. On the contrary, I spread my legs a little wider letting his fingers touch my panties.
They were already wet. He approached me and told me I was very hot. I smiled knowing my hubby could see everything. His eyes blazed with a mixture of jealousy and arousal. Then Jerry dragged me into the back room of the bar. There was a small staff area with a sofa and dim lighting. The door wasn’t locked, but that only added to the adrenaline. I knew my hubby would follow us. He always does.
(more…) The desire to share my hot woman
I still can’t believe how incredibly sexy my wife is. Sabrina is the embodiment of all my fantasies. Her body drives me crazy every time I look at her. Full, firm tits that fit perfectly in the palm of my hand, a slender waist that flows into hips that are impossible to take my eyes off. And her round, seductive ass is made for grabbing and spanking. Her long legs, smooth skin, those lips that smile so sweetly and so skillfully wrap around my dick. Everything about her screams sex.
My dick instantly hardens when she walks around the house in a short robe or a tight dress that accentuates her hot body. I look at her and think: how did such a goddess end up with me? But the more I think about her sexuality, the more excited I become. The thought that other men might enjoy her too.
It started gradually. At first, I fantasized about her flirting with someone at a party. She’d laugh, touch his hand, let him look at her tits. Then the fantasies got hotter. I imagined strong male hands squeezing her breasts, a thick dick entering her, and her moaning with pleasure that I alone couldn’t give her.
