Carol and I were married in Maryland and spent our honeymoon in a sex motel. We had only met a few months ago. On our first date, we danced in her apartment. She molded her body to mine and moaned in my ear. While we danced, I pulled her tightly to me and pressed my hard cock on her. We had wild sex. I lusted after her body. She had beautiful tits. Her skin shone. Her hair was long and beautiful. After that first date, we had sex every day. She was passionate and experimental with sex. We did everything two people could do with each other. Carol is a born exhibitionist. We would drive into New York to walk around the village. Her favorite outfit was a gauze top with strings that tied around her neck and her waist. Her back was completely bare and her breasts were on open display. They swayed when we walked and she would often stand in front of a shop and thrust her chest out. There were times when
şişli escort someone would comment on her brazen looks and we would smile at them. Back in Maryland, Carol would wear mini dresses and scanty halter tops. I would whisper to her, "They all have erections looking at you."She smirked and said, "I'd fuck them all."We started fantasising about her fucking other men. At work, Carol often went to lunch with a guy who worked with us, John. She would come home and tell me what a charmer he was and what fun they had. He was a handsome guy. When we were having sex, I would whisper, "Would you like to fuck him?" She'd moan and thrash around and I'd pound into her cunt while she orgasmed. After a few months of this, we discussed if we really wanted this. We did and made a plan to make it happen.Carol and I purposely seduced John over the course of several weeks.Carol and I had great sex
escort şişli while I whispered to her, "Do you want to fuck him?" We went to his apartment nearly every night. We'd have drinks and smoke weed. Carol usually ended up on the couch, wearing one of his T-shirts to keep her work clothes unwrinkled, sitting Indian style, legs spread and no underwear on. We would go out dancing with him at a local night club. Carol's clothes were revealing, short and tight. Her favorite dress was short clinging, and black (no underwear). John and I alternated dances with her. The three of us usually sat in a small booth with Carol in the middle. Her thighs were pressed against both of ours. When I danced with Carol I would whisper to her, "Can we both fuck you?". She would moan and hump her cunt on my leg. When she danced with John she would mold her body to him and graze his cock with her knee.One
mecidiyeköy night at his apartment, when we had smoked some great weed, Carol's nipples were poking through the T-shirt and John and I both had uncomfortable erections.I spoke up and said, "Let's take this to the bedroom."The three of us, without saying a word, undressed. We laid on the bed with Carol in the middle. Carol's nipples were jutting out and her chest was flushed with lust. Her cunt glistened with moisture. She turned to me and kissed me with tongues lashing and both of us moaning.Then she turned to John and pulled him down and kissed him. At first hesitantly then passionately.I watched them and felt a near out of body experience. I knew I should be jealous, but instead, I was in lust. My cock throbbed with desire. My whole body was on overload. I was barely breathing and panting.I looked at John's body. He was tall and slender and his cock was pulsing with desire. His body was beautiful. For the first time in my life, I lusted after another man. I wanted to suck his cock, stroke his body and wanted to watch him fuck Carol. I wanted him to suck my cock and rub our cocks together.
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