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5-STAR POSTS!!     |
28/12/2014
My wife normally behaves conservatively, maybe a little too much so. Once every few years, though, she will do something so over-the-top that you wonder where it came from. I think she builds up this energy then lets it explode from time to time. Here's what she did a few years back:
Our washer and dryer were both acting up, and I'm no repairman, so I called a local appliance service to come out and fix them. I was gone to with some of my friends, so Lisa stayed behind to wait for the repairman--an older guy whose shop is just a mile or two from the house. As I later saw with my own eyes, the old guy didn't show up; he sent his grown son, a 26-year-old redneck good 'ol boy who loved to party and fool around. My wife, being alone and bored, had taken a glass of wine or two. She has a low tolerance for alcohol and had been a really good girl for several years--I guess it was about time to bust loose!
She showed him to the wash room and he finished the job in no time flat, then charged her next to nothing for the repairs. In appreciation, she invited him to have one of my beers out of the fridge. He got a little cocky and patted her rump when she turned around. She looked back, smiled and said, "Now, you know I'm a married woman!" That was all it took. He set his beer down and pulled her onto his lap and asked "How married?" She, under the influence of the wine, replied "You just keep going and I'll stop you if you go too far!" She didn't stop him. They stripped in the living room and she sat on his dick while he reached around her and played with her boobs. Suddenly, he stopped and said "Let's get to a bed where I can roll around naked on you..." She took him by the hand and guided him to our bedroom. He first put her on all fours and pumped her from behind awhile, then turned her over on her side and pushed the top leg in front of him and went to ramming his dick into her sideways. "It felt like he was going to reach my belly-button!," she later said. He pulled out and did a 69 with her for a few minutes, then got off in her mouth. She swallowed it, they held and caressed each other for a while, then she felt his dick springing back to life. He slid down, ate her hot pussy, then climbed up and gave her a good, slow, missionary-style fucking, which is her favorite position. She yelled out with orgasm after orgasm, then he cut loose and filled her with cum, which spilled out onto our bedspread. They lounged around in the bed with his arm around her for another 30 minutes, then she told him he'd better go, "I don't know how long my husband will be gone--he may be on his way back now."
When I got back later, she was in her bathrobe and said "I have to talk to you." She told me everything she'd done while I listened quietly. When she finished, she asked, "How mad are you?" I opened her bathrobe to see her beautiful nakedness and answered, "I bet some fucking would make me feel a whole lot better." And it DID. She poured her heart and soul into pleasing me and I was all the more excited knowing that I was the second dick in line for her hot pussy that day. My fucking seems to get stale until she cuckolds me, then I turn into a better lover and husband for quite a while.
The next day, she admitted that she had fun, but was ashamed in the way she'd done it--sneaking around on me. I told her that was okay; I know how she is and she has my permission to "go wild" every now and then. She can't bring herself to give me the same freedom, but I'm okay with that, too. It would be several more years before she "jumped the tracks" again, and I've tried to keep her satisfied between times. After that one, though, I like to leave her home to meet repairmen/installers and time my return to see if I can catch some action!
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Our washer and dryer were both acting up, and I'm no repairman, so I called a local appliance service to come out and fix them. I was gone to with some of my friends, so Lisa stayed behind to wait for the repairman--an older guy whose shop is just a mile or two from the house. As I later saw with my own eyes, the old guy didn't show up; he sent his grown son, a 26-year-old redneck good 'ol boy who loved to party and fool around. My wife, being alone and bored, had taken a glass of wine or two. She has a low tolerance for alcohol and had been a really good girl for several years--I guess it was about time to bust loose!
She showed him to the wash room and he finished the job in no time flat, then charged her next to nothing for the repairs. In appreciation, she invited him to have one of my beers out of the fridge. He got a little cocky and patted her rump when she turned around. She looked back, smiled and said, "Now, you know I'm a married woman!" That was all it took. He set his beer down and pulled her onto his lap and asked "How married?" She, under the influence of the wine, replied "You just keep going and I'll stop you if you go too far!" She didn't stop him. They stripped in the living room and she sat on his dick while he reached around her and played with her boobs. Suddenly, he stopped and said "Let's get to a bed where I can roll around naked on you..." She took him by the hand and guided him to our bedroom. He first put her on all fours and pumped her from behind awhile, then turned her over on her side and pushed the top leg in front of him and went to ramming his dick into her sideways. "It felt like he was going to reach my belly-button!," she later said. He pulled out and did a 69 with her for a few minutes, then got off in her mouth. She swallowed it, they held and caressed each other for a while, then she felt his dick springing back to life. He slid down, ate her hot pussy, then climbed up and gave her a good, slow, missionary-style fucking, which is her favorite position. She yelled out with orgasm after orgasm, then he cut loose and filled her with cum, which spilled out onto our bedspread. They lounged around in the bed with his arm around her for another 30 minutes, then she told him he'd better go, "I don't know how long my husband will be gone--he may be on his way back now."
When I got back later, she was in her bathrobe and said "I have to talk to you." She told me everything she'd done while I listened quietly. When she finished, she asked, "How mad are you?" I opened her bathrobe to see her beautiful nakedness and answered, "I bet some fucking would make me feel a whole lot better." And it DID. She poured her heart and soul into pleasing me and I was all the more excited knowing that I was the second dick in line for her hot pussy that day. My fucking seems to get stale until she cuckolds me, then I turn into a better lover and husband for quite a while.
The next day, she admitted that she had fun, but was ashamed in the way she'd done it--sneaking around on me. I told her that was okay; I know how she is and she has my permission to "go wild" every now and then. She can't bring herself to give me the same freedom, but I'm okay with that, too. It would be several more years before she "jumped the tracks" again, and I've tried to keep her satisfied between times. After that one, though, I like to leave her home to meet repairmen/installers and time my return to see if I can catch some action!
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Jerry S