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07/09/2010
Tony was 50 when he conceded that the time had come that he really couldn't service me properly and that it was time for me to go with someone else. Its a cliche- a younger wife (I'm 35)and older husband thing i know, but we recognised from the start that this might happen. I was devastated because i have enjoyed our love making and i adore my slightly paunchy but very generous hubby. I'm not naturally cruel or selfish, but I was getting frustrated and Tony's tongue was never quite enough in our modified sex life.
I wanted to involve Tony from the start so we talked about the 'right man'. I wanted someone who was physical, but who would respect Tony for the concessions that he made. Tony pressed me about what 'physical' really meant and i conceded, 'bigger than you- a good deal bigger...sorry'. I was firmly told to stop apologising and reminded that I couldn't be ruined on a big cock for Tony because he wasn't going to compete any more. 'I'm not sure that I could cope with you watching- not to begin with' I conceded. I added that I wanted the sex to involve dates, for us to be open with friends. I didn't like cold encounters. Nothing of that seemed to freak Tony, he was so considerate. 'Should it be someone regular, just the one guy?' Tony asked and I nodded. 'I've always fantasized about Caribbean guys'. We remembered a holiday in the Bahamas, how I had once snogged with a dive instructor there. It hadn't turned to sex and Tony had made himself scarce. It was the first time that i think he knew I faked climaxes when he and i fucked.
Despite some great websites and opportunities there, I wasn't ready to just do it and find a stranger. Tony wrote a note for my handbag, begging another guy of my choosing to take charge. We agreed signals between us for parties. If i twisted my Gucci watch beneath my wrist, and gave Tony a look he was to fuck off so that the other guy could have me. At one party there were so many sexy black guys that I wore my watch that way all night, dancing and teasing with several whilst Tony stayed clear at the bar. I petted with Justus, got so near to actually fucking and then panicked- I simply wasn't ready.
In the end it was a giant of a man, physically hard and coarsely spoken, who broke the spell. At six foot tall, broad chested and with big powerful hands, this master of the Caribbean kind was called Lawrence and he did business with my husband. He was my age, really laid back and blunt about things, appreciative of the tight clothes that i wore when doing secretarial work in Tony's office. I like tight skirts and dresses, i like black boots and the two together look good on me. As Lawrence told me, some women can wear them and others couldn't. I was a 'mistress of the look.'
What on earth made me say it in front of Tony?! 'Will you take me out then?' I asked. Lawrence had the grace to wonder about my open jawed husband and I said,'oh he doesn't mind' and handed him the letter from my handbag. We left in his Jaguar XKR. He drove one handed, his other resting on my thigh and i felt so slutty, so wicked and so needful about this. Tony had been so good, I wanted to make him eat my cunt for ages after Lawrence had finished inside me.
we drove up to this beauty spot that overlooks the town and there were several folk parked up and doing interesting things. The thought of fucking in front of strangers aroused me a hell of a lot. It was different to Tony and we started to pet and kiss. Lawrence pushed his hand up my skirt, fingered my already wet slit and showed me the effect, anointing the gear shift with my glistening juices. When an old school friend of mine, Deborah pulled up in a BMW alongside, with another guy, not Glenn her husband, I nearly froze. I was Lawrence's bitch by then and told him so. I was his for the taking and i would make Tony accept things. I didn't really think about Debs who was having her knickers pulled down by some other horny guy.
My G string came down, my legs were parted, boot heels up on the dashboard of that cramped cabin of the car and Lawrence worked two and then three fingers inside my cunt. I'd never had so many fingers up my hole and i realised that Lawrence was preparing me for what was to come. A glance across at Debs told me that she was in a similar state, responsive, submissive to the right man, but probably bored silly with what she had at home.
Lawrence pulled out his meaty tool and told me that there would be no sheaths. He didn't fuck around and if we 'got it on' he would want me morning noon and night. Terms accepted he slid between my legs and with his head rubbing the cloth roof of his car, he plugged what seemed the biggest cock i had ever seen into my grasping cunt.
Fucking in a car isn't comfy, but men of a certain ability make it seem mind blowing. Lawrence was one of them and i climaxed so quickly and so hard! It was embarrassing. i hated Debs, she was still going at it with her beau and Lawrence spotted the concern immediately. 'Don't worry- you'll get used to it babe- you'll ride hard for longer once your cunt is stretched'. To my relief i felt Lawrence ejaculate. Three explosive eruptions of hot semen, coursing into my uterus. Afterwards I drained spunk and lady cum on his leather seats all the way home- it was utterly shameful.
Back home Lawrence saw me to the door, told Tony not to be bloody stupid and to respect my decision. He had friends who didn't take kindly to husbands who didn't let a wife express herself.
I'll post you again what happened next- because it wasn't as expected.
FUCK MY WIFE!
I wanted to involve Tony from the start so we talked about the 'right man'. I wanted someone who was physical, but who would respect Tony for the concessions that he made. Tony pressed me about what 'physical' really meant and i conceded, 'bigger than you- a good deal bigger...sorry'. I was firmly told to stop apologising and reminded that I couldn't be ruined on a big cock for Tony because he wasn't going to compete any more. 'I'm not sure that I could cope with you watching- not to begin with' I conceded. I added that I wanted the sex to involve dates, for us to be open with friends. I didn't like cold encounters. Nothing of that seemed to freak Tony, he was so considerate. 'Should it be someone regular, just the one guy?' Tony asked and I nodded. 'I've always fantasized about Caribbean guys'. We remembered a holiday in the Bahamas, how I had once snogged with a dive instructor there. It hadn't turned to sex and Tony had made himself scarce. It was the first time that i think he knew I faked climaxes when he and i fucked.
Despite some great websites and opportunities there, I wasn't ready to just do it and find a stranger. Tony wrote a note for my handbag, begging another guy of my choosing to take charge. We agreed signals between us for parties. If i twisted my Gucci watch beneath my wrist, and gave Tony a look he was to fuck off so that the other guy could have me. At one party there were so many sexy black guys that I wore my watch that way all night, dancing and teasing with several whilst Tony stayed clear at the bar. I petted with Justus, got so near to actually fucking and then panicked- I simply wasn't ready.
In the end it was a giant of a man, physically hard and coarsely spoken, who broke the spell. At six foot tall, broad chested and with big powerful hands, this master of the Caribbean kind was called Lawrence and he did business with my husband. He was my age, really laid back and blunt about things, appreciative of the tight clothes that i wore when doing secretarial work in Tony's office. I like tight skirts and dresses, i like black boots and the two together look good on me. As Lawrence told me, some women can wear them and others couldn't. I was a 'mistress of the look.'
What on earth made me say it in front of Tony?! 'Will you take me out then?' I asked. Lawrence had the grace to wonder about my open jawed husband and I said,'oh he doesn't mind' and handed him the letter from my handbag. We left in his Jaguar XKR. He drove one handed, his other resting on my thigh and i felt so slutty, so wicked and so needful about this. Tony had been so good, I wanted to make him eat my cunt for ages after Lawrence had finished inside me.
we drove up to this beauty spot that overlooks the town and there were several folk parked up and doing interesting things. The thought of fucking in front of strangers aroused me a hell of a lot. It was different to Tony and we started to pet and kiss. Lawrence pushed his hand up my skirt, fingered my already wet slit and showed me the effect, anointing the gear shift with my glistening juices. When an old school friend of mine, Deborah pulled up in a BMW alongside, with another guy, not Glenn her husband, I nearly froze. I was Lawrence's bitch by then and told him so. I was his for the taking and i would make Tony accept things. I didn't really think about Debs who was having her knickers pulled down by some other horny guy.
My G string came down, my legs were parted, boot heels up on the dashboard of that cramped cabin of the car and Lawrence worked two and then three fingers inside my cunt. I'd never had so many fingers up my hole and i realised that Lawrence was preparing me for what was to come. A glance across at Debs told me that she was in a similar state, responsive, submissive to the right man, but probably bored silly with what she had at home.
Lawrence pulled out his meaty tool and told me that there would be no sheaths. He didn't fuck around and if we 'got it on' he would want me morning noon and night. Terms accepted he slid between my legs and with his head rubbing the cloth roof of his car, he plugged what seemed the biggest cock i had ever seen into my grasping cunt.
Fucking in a car isn't comfy, but men of a certain ability make it seem mind blowing. Lawrence was one of them and i climaxed so quickly and so hard! It was embarrassing. i hated Debs, she was still going at it with her beau and Lawrence spotted the concern immediately. 'Don't worry- you'll get used to it babe- you'll ride hard for longer once your cunt is stretched'. To my relief i felt Lawrence ejaculate. Three explosive eruptions of hot semen, coursing into my uterus. Afterwards I drained spunk and lady cum on his leather seats all the way home- it was utterly shameful.
Back home Lawrence saw me to the door, told Tony not to be bloody stupid and to respect my decision. He had friends who didn't take kindly to husbands who didn't let a wife express herself.
I'll post you again what happened next- because it wasn't as expected.
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