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Young Lover

We are in our late thirties and enjoy life to the full. We especially love hearing about husbands watching their wives being screwed by other men. My husband found it a real turn-on and often talked about seeing me with another man, although I wasn't sure that he'd find it so exciting if it really happened.

I find young, pretty men very exciting, the androgenous kind, the ones you're not sure whether they are male or female, and I often fantasised about being screwed by one.

Not long ago we went to a party and they'd hired a live band whose lead singer was the essence the androgenous male. He was so pretty he would have walked away with any beauty title. I couldn't take my eyes off him. He might have looked like a beautiful woman but the rather large bulge in his skin-tight trousers proved he was male. He kept looking at me and each time I felt shivers running up and down my spine and I wasn't surprised to find that my knickers were wet. My husband is an astute man and he doesn't miss a thing. I don't know how he persuaded the fellow to join us but suddenly we were home and he was sitting in our lounge drinking.

My husband went to the kitchen and Ray pulled me against his chest and started to kiss me passionately. At first I was taken aback but soon I was returning his kiss fervently, even when I heard my husband come back into the room. The kiss led to intimate fondling and somehow I ended up naked with only my self-supporting stockings and shoes on.

I looked at my husband and he was sitting in a chair, rubbing his bulge, his eyes lustfully fixed on us. I realised that both our fantasies were about to come to life. As Ray and I kissed, my hand stroked his half-erect cock until it was real hard and what a handful it was! For such a slim man his cock was out of proportion, very thick and long, prominently veined, and with a bulbous head.

He sat back on a chair and, pushing down on my shoulders, he made me kneel between his legs. I knew what he wanted and I longed to take that large head into my mouth, so without hesitation I wrapped my lips around it. He sighed as my tongue explored the small hole. I looked at my husband to see how he was taking seeing his wife sucking a stranger's cock. He looked in a daze but his right hand was buried inside his open trousers and I could see that he was stroking his cock as his wife licked and sucked the big dick in her mouth.

I suppose it must have been quite a shock to see one's wife kneeling at the feet of a man much younger than she, her full red lips stretched to the limit around his large prick. I curled my hand around the shaft as I continued to suck the head. My other hand was cradling my pussy, my fingertips gently flicking my already swollen slit.

Ray slipped down in the chair and I was able to bob my head up and down his cock, taking more of his hard meat inside my full mouth. I was lost in a sea of lust, sucking, licking and nibbling on the cock pistoning inside my mouth while driving my fingers deep inside my wet cunt, my thumb teasing my clit.

I heard my husband urging me on to greater feats. It was so obscene that it freaked me out and I became even wilder. I took so much dick into my mouth that the head was lodged deep in my throat and I was still trying to get more in as I longed for him to spunk in my mouth.

I'd already had two preliminary orgasms, but as he tensed and my lips clasped his cock behind the head, I felt the hot spurts hit the back of my throat and I came at the same time. I shook violently as my cunt clutched my fingers. I was drinking spurt after spurt of semen yet some still oozed out of the corners of my mouth.

Later my husband said it was the sight that made him cum off; another man's spunk oozing out while his cock was still buried deep in my throat.

We rested, talked and drank before once again I was kneeling before Ray to make his cock hard again. I licked it all over, my tongue running all over his balls and then up the length of his shaft to the swollen head. Soon his prick had regained its full splendour and although I would have been happy to suck him off again, he wanted to fuck me.

He sat on the edge of the chair and made me lower myself onto his upstanding cock. I knew that he had chosen that position so that my husband could see everything. He grabbed a buttock in each hand and helped me to lift myself up and down his cock. I could see my husband's eyes glued to the sight of Ray's big tool glistening with my pussy juice each time it emerged from the depths of my cunt. He fucked me like that for a long time and I had several orgasms before he lowered me to the carpet and moved betwee n my thighs.

My heels waved high in the air as he fucked me hard and fast. Again I came, more than once, as his cock screwed into me. My husband was beside us watching while he jerked on his stiff cock. Ray stopped and made me kneel on all fours. He knelt behind me and rammed his meat back into me, all the way to my throat it seemed.

I felt and acted like a bitch on heat as the young man grabbed my hips and held them steady as he rammed his prick all the way to my womb with great power. His cock brought me off once again. I thought he would fill my cunt with his juices but just before cumming, he pulled out and whipped me around so that I was facing him. A few strokes of his hand and his spunk was splashing against my face. I opened my mouth and caught a few drops.

The man sat back on his heels looking satisfied and he said something to my husband. I got the biggest shock of my life when my husband knelt in front of me and licked the stranger's cum from my face. It was so lewd that I fingered my pussy and had another orgasm.

We were exhausted and dragged ourselves upstairs. Again Ray said something to my husband and I watched astonished as he headed for the spare bedroom while Ray and I esconced ourselves in the big double bed.

I did not get much sleep that night, the guy was insatiable and very inventive and made me do things I'd never dreamt of, but I loved everything. He left next morning after breakfast - and a fuck in the front hall - promising to phone!

My husband can't wait. Neither can I!

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