1. The Works Do


    Date: 7/25/2015, Categories: True Story, Cheating, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Mature, Oral Sex, Plumper, Water Sports/Pissing, Wife, Author: beloved1949, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

    giggles on the other end of the line. I sighed. “Tell me where you are and I’ll come and get you.” “No,” she replied, “go to bed, I’ll see you in the morning.” “Are you going to be fucked?” I asked. “Mmm,” she purred. “Who?” I asked “I’ll see you in the morning.” “No, he can fuck you and then you can ring me and I’ll come and get you.” “I’ll be home in the morning.” She hung up This was in the early 90s. Digital dialling was a thing of the future so I was not able to use ring back. I stared at the phone. Not much I could do. I had no idea where she was and no way to find out. Even if I went to Pat’s – I was sure she was in on the plot – I knew she would not tell me or would protest innocence, so I went to bed. Sleep evaded me. It seemed like I was awake all night listening for a key to be turned in the lock. Not true I know, it just always seems that way. However, I was awake when it started to get light and heard a car pull up outside. A car door opened and a second or two later I heard it slam closed and the car drove off. I heard the front door open and laboured footsteps up the stairs. She came into the bedroom and started removing her clothes. All she was wearing was a bra and dress, no panties, no suspender belt. Not stockings. I could see the sticky shine of semen in her pubic hair and inside her thighs Why couldn’t you come home last night?” “I was in Stourbridge.” She began as she climbed in beside me. ”Jen and I started to walk home and a guy picked us up. We ...
    dropped her off at home and he began to bring me home. But he stopped and we kissed. I thought he was going to fuck me in the car, but he stopped and asked if I wanted to go home with him. So we did.” To this day she sticks to that story. It was complete bollocks. It was much later that I realised it was one of the guys from work she went home with, probably the foreman. She worked as a machinist and, as you can imagine, the women outnumbered the men by a huge margin. I still suspect that was the plan from the outset and is why she did not want me there. We always had an open relationship. I was happy for her to fuck outside with a few conditions. Not my friends and none of our friends or acquaintances and that would account for the secrecy. I had also developed a fetish. I found I loved the taste of semen left in her cunt mixed with her sex juices. She opened her legs and pushed my head under the duvet. “He came in me twice last night and we when we got up this morning, he undressed me and we did it again about 20 minutes ago. So there’s a nice fresh load in there.” I moved my head down and, as I approached her cunt the smell of a fresh fucked cunt assailed my nostrils. I had never smelled it so strong. I cleaned her mons and the inside of her thighs of still sticky and pungent semen mixed with her cunt juices as it had run out of her. I guessed that was why she left off her knickers so the semen was on her body and not her panties. “I need to pee.” She whispered. So I pulled ...
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