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I fucked his wife ... not him
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I fucked his wife ... not him I've fucked a lot of married women over the years. A lot. And I've found myself in all kinds of situations with those sexy ladies - and sometimes their husbands too. I've fucked married women who were cheaters. I've fucked married women whose husbands knew they fucked other men - and one that even set up the meetings (I've already written about that adventure!). I've fucked married women as their husbands watched. And I've fucked married woman and had their husbands join in - even did a DP once. Recently, though, I found myself in a different situation. I was in a chatroom (my user name is dirteebastard - look me up) late one night last fall and a local guy came in and said he was looking for fun. I asked him what he was looking for and if he had a woman. He said yes and we started a conversation in private. He told me he wanted someone to come over and fuck his wife. Just come in, fuck the shit out of her and leave. I was interested, of course. I asked for a picture. He sent me one, telling me "She's not small." She wasn't. Not at all. But, she wasn't horrible. It was late and I had thrown back a few beers. And they lived just a three-minute drive away. He only had one request - and it seemed a little weird, but I would find out later the reason why. No condom and I had to cum inside of her. I don't usually do that , but I told him that I was in. A few minutes later, I arrived at their apartment. She was completely shit-faced and he appeared to be stoned. We agreed to no kissing and no anal, then headed upstairs. They sat me down in a chair and he instructed her to suck my cock, which she did eagerly. She was hammered, but she still worked my meat in and out of her mouth with ease. We got on the bed and she was so drunk she could barely stay on top of me. Her husband had to hold her up. But, she rode me for a while until she became just too unstable. Hey, she was a big lady. So, I laid her down on the edge of the bed, got down and fucked her standing up. Her husband got up on the bed and put his (kinda small) cock in her mouth. We filled up her holes like this for quite a while. She was blasted, but by her reaction, she was loving it. That might have something to do with my cock being much bigger than his. LOL I eventually blew my load deep inside of her, just like he wanted. He instructed her to get up and clean off my cock with her mouth, which she was happy to do. He thanked me and told me to close the door on my way out. I left with a smile on my face. He contacted me again through a few days later. He told me that both of them enjoyed the experience. Then, much to my surprise, he told me he liked how my cum tasted. I was taking back, a little. Evidently, he eat my cum out of his wife's pussy after I left. That's why I had to shoot my load inside her. So, I had to ask him, Are you gay or bi or something? He said he liked to suck cock and had even let a guy fuck him in the ass once. I told him that I was not interested in any guy-on-guy action at all. Period. He kinda got the message. Well, kinda. He would occasionally ask me for a dick pic or something like that, but I would never send him one. I just had to keep telling him I wasn't gay. I didn't care that he was gay. It didn't threaten me at all. He was kind of a shy, slim kinda guy. I didn't think that he would ever dare to try and force himself on me or anything like that. So, a few weeks later when he asked if I wanted to fuck his wife again, I jumped in the car and went right on over. I fucked her hard again, chugging beers as I pounded her pussy and she sucked his little dick. She cleaned off my cock after a came and he laid her back down on the bed and got between her legs. I watched for a minute as he slurped my load out of her twat, then I left as he was still finishing the job. I fucked her one more time, then he told me said she didn't want to do that kind of thing anymore. He didn't say why, I didn't push for more of an answer than that. It was fun. Move on. However, a month or so ago, he hit me up again. She was drunk and ready to go, he said. Come on over. So, I did. I don't know if she even remembered me. She was in bed. Naked. Wasted and barely able to stand up. But, he helped her up and she sucked my cock the best she could. I fucked her standing up again, blew my load and left. And I'm sure he ate it all up after I walked out the door. I'd do her again ... all he has to do is hit me up and tell me to come over. |
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