“Inhere,” I said to both, scooting into the toilet. I turned the lighton, and glancing b

“Inhere,” I said to both, scooting into the toilet. I turned the lighton, and glancing behind as they joined me inside, closed, and swiftlylocked the door. Turning, I found Karen smiling up at Simon. A smilespread across my lips at the prospect of what lay ahead. “Imust say, you two have been being a little naughty,” I began,admonishingly. Simon looked at me, unsure whether I was angry withhim. Karen didn’t look at me though, she continued watching Simon,amused by his reaction. “Ithought that’s why I was here,” Simon replied, questioningly.Karen, happy to have time alone at last with her, and now apparentlyeager to continue where they’d left off a little earlier grabbed him,pushing him back against the wall, her tongue sliding into hisshocked mouth. Fora hesitant moment Simon appeared taken off guard. It wasn’t to last,his dominant side regaining control of the situation quickly. His bighands were on her juicy full arse, pulling her groin into his. Iwatched as my wife ground her hips into Simon’s pelvis, trying andvisible succeeding in moving him into a state of arousal. Their kisswas deep, passionate, and both had apparently completely forgotten Iwas there. Karen, pulled up by Simon’s hands cupping her arse, wason her top toes. Already with her legs arched provocatively in herfour inch wedges, the overall impression was that of her body at thepeak of orgasm. I couldn’t wait to see that spectacle a little laterthis evening, as I hoped I would if things continued like this. Withhis tongue in her mouth, her hands exploring his muscled chest andabs through his tight fitting shirt, he explored her deliciouscurves, pawing at her ample cleavage, pinching her nipples throughher clothing. Moans were escaping from my horny wife at an increasingvolume. I wondered who might be listening outside, though I wasn’tabout to stop the fun to find out. Karendropped to her knees. Her short dress rode up alarmingly on herthighs. I felt my cock stiffen quickly at the sight of her immediatesubmission towards her handsome stud. I willed her hands between herlegs. But instead they found his trouser belt. He stood proud, thebottoms of Karen’s delicious arse fully on display to him through thebathrooms full length mirror. Everything he could see, I could seetoo. And I knew he could see the outlines of her plump cunt beneaththe hem of her short skirt. Ifound my gaze wandering back to her hands. Rather than immediatelyunbuckle him, her hands danced over his tremendous prick. She tracedthe outline of his tremendously sized lad, biting her lower lip,looking at him in the eyes as she did so. “You’rea big boy,” she said, with a wicked grin. Unable to wait, heunzipped his trousers, reaching into his fly with his right hand,whilst pulling the fly of his pants abruptly with his left. And outit came. Stood fully erect, proud, and so thick. I felt a pang ofjealousy. I wished I too, had such a gorgeous cock. I wondered howdifferent my life might have been if I had his physique, hischiselled good looks, and that steel sword between my legs. I wasused to the feeling of envy. I craved it, sexually.Butalso jealous of my wife getting to suck such a magnificent specimen.I would have happily joined her on the bathroom floor, double teamingthat monstrous rod with gay abandon. Instead, I had to make do withwatching. And wanking. I pulled my own, admittedly smaller penis outand tugged at myself, already stupidly hard from the scene unfoldingbefore me. “That’sit Karen, show him how good you can suck dick for me,” Iencouraged. I wondered who might be outside. I could imagine Tony,frustrated, his infrequently used erection mocking him inside histrousers as he listened to my wife sucking off a stranger. Or Louise.Even her grumpy cunt would be wettened by this sight, there was nodoubt in my mind. I pictured myself pulling her through the door,roughly making her mouth fuck me whilst I watched my wife givingSimon a delicious blowjob. Of course in real life I’d never have donesuch a thing. Such is a fantasy. In reality no doubt she’d had joinedin with her best friend and their muscled lover. I imagined that too.Her tongue deep in Simon’s arse hole whilst my wife worked hisgenerous cock and dangling balls. Simonbegan moaning in time with the bobbing of Karen’s head. Her lips weresilky smooth, her oral the best I’d ever had. And from the feedbackI’d had from other lucky bulls, amongst the best they’d had, too.“Spreadyour legs baby,” I suggested, “don’t forget about yourself.” Ipulled out my mobile phone, fumbling one hand to film proceedings. Iknew the footage would be jerky, what with me playing with myselfwith my free hand. For my enjoyment only, I reminded myself. Karen,hands free from his now fully slickened meat, spread her lips throughher crotchless underwear, and strummed her engorged clitoris witha-gusto. In doing so, moans of her own vibrated down the full lengthof his cock, spurring him on yet further. His big hands were holdingher face in place as he slowly, rhythmically moved back and forth,pumping himself into her willing mouth. Eyes closed, he appearedclose to orgasm, and noticing she was being filmed, Karen gave herattention to the camera, knowing full well I’d be enjoying this onefor many years to come. If you’ll excuse the pun. Justas their conjoined moment seemed inevitable, the bathroom door handledepressed, making me jump out of my skin, dropping my phone in theprocess. Both Karen and Simon froze, tense. Karen kept his cock inher mouth, though Simon looked at me for direction. “Iwill just be a few minutes!” I shouted, breathlessly. “Give me afucking break.” I added, under my breath. “Hurryup, I’m bursting!” came the reply. Tony. Shit. My prick feltrapidly draining. Karen withdrew, straightening up. Simon lookedfrustrated, his own member still stood at full mast, ready andwaiting for duty. “Don’tworry, we’ll carry this on a little later.” I assured him. WithKaren stood up, adjusting her hair in the mirror, Simon took the hintthat the fun was over for the moment. I looked at my watch, it wasquarter past ten. Taxi’s were booked or half ten. Not long to gonow. Read the rest: https://www.amazon.com/Heaven-Hotwife-Christian-Quinn-ebook/dp/B07DZPJ3S6/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1530112636&sr=8-1&keywords=christian+quinnhttps://www.smashwords.com/books/view/844690 -- source link
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