wifes cuckold adventures IIMarch 26, 2010 by: cuckold_videos
I woke the next morning to a beautiful sunshiny day. Cindy looked wonderful lying beside me and I felt great. As I gave her a good morning kiss, she woke up and smiled at me. I apologized for falling asleep on her but she stopped me. She then told me that she had not been back long herself. It seems that when she had gone to David’s room to tell him good night, David was already in bed. She asked if it was ok to come in but when she did, she noticed right away that the covers had a pretty obvious tent right about his hips. It was obvious that he had been excited also about the earlier events and had been masturbating. She went over to his side with the intention of just giving him a good night kiss. As she bent down, her robe fell open and he reached for her breast to caress it. His hand felt so good so she didn’t make him stop and kissed him a bit harder. Finally, she broke away and said that she couldn’t do this. She didn’t want sex to come between our friendship. David was obviously disappointed but suggested that if she could help him get a release, she could lie with him a few minutes and he could sleep much better. He kissed her again and Cindy crawled in beside him. As they hugged, Cindy felt his hard cock press against her. While it was in no danger of entering her, she could feel his heat and pulsing energy. In only a couple of minutes, she sensed his urgency and he held her tight as he unloaded a powerful load of semen between their bellies. She drifted off to sleep and woke up just as the first cracks of light came across the horizon. Cindy slipped out of David’s bed, put on her robe and came back to our bed.
As I reached over to kiss her again, I saw that her stomach was covered with his sticky remains. I again told her how much I loved her and that I thought she had done the sweetest thing for our friend.
Family Friend — Cindy’s Story
David sent me an email that he was painting his apartment this weekend and asked if we could come up and help. It’s not a big place, only one bedroom, but it gets us out of town and my husband Paul and I certainly like to help our friend out when we can. Anyway, I checked with Paul but he was on-call from work and cannot leave town in case something were to come up. He told me that if I wanted to go, that would be fine as we didn’t have anything else planned for the weekend. With that, I emailed David back that I would be up first thing Saturday.
Friday night Paul decided to treat me to a dinner out. I dressed up pretty sexy (for me at least) in a flowing skirt and light top. I wore a new set of Victoria Secrets I just got that seemed to hold everything just right but reminded him just enough of what the secrets were. We had a good time. When we got home, Paul made us some drinks and we lied on the couch and watched a movie. Well, we actually didn’t watch much of the movie as it seems both of us had other ideas. I’m a sucker for when he puts his arms around me to just melt. I seem to have a direct electrical connection or something between my tits and my control — as in he plays with me and I loose the control. His touches became larger and his kisses removed whatever hindrances were left. As he moved down between my legs, I felt his tongue flick gently on my pussy. I locked my legs around his ears and pulled him deeper to me. It felt so good as I had the first of several orgasms that night. God, that man can eat me good!
Once I calmed down from his most excellent licking, I pulled him up to me so I could put his cock where his mouth was. His hard shaft entered me as I locked my lips hard on his. I could taste my own juices on his tongue and it only made me hotter. I loved the pressure of his body on mine as he stroked in and out. Soon, I felt him tense up and I knew he was close. I tightened up and put as much pressure on his cock as I could and then felt him explode. I was right there with him as we came together. We held each other in our arms as the pulses calmed down and he became soft within me.
I asked Paul what got him so going tonight. He said he enjoyed our night out and since I was going to be gone for the rest of the weekend, he wanted to end the evening the best way possible. He reached over and tickled my nipple so I had to stop him or we would never get to sleep. I asked him if he was concerned about me going to our friend’s house this weekend. He said that we have known David for a long time and he didn’t feel any problems. He said that he loved me very much and knew that I did him too. It had excited him when I told him what happened the other night when David had come to our house. Paul told me that as far as he was concerned, if I wanted to extend our friendship to the next level, it was up to me and was ok with him. I reached over, kissed him goodnight and fell asleep with my wonderful husband’s arms tight around me.
I got up early on Saturday and packed a few things for the trip up north. It is only about 2 hours away but I figured that we would need most of the weekend to get the painting done. Before I left, I snuggled into my sleeping husband to let him know I was going. Paul woke up long enough to wish me a safe trip and to enjoy myself. I said that painting was so much fun. He smiled and said, “yep, that was what I was talking about”. I grinned.
The trip was indeed uneventful. I arrived about 9am after stopping by the donut shop for some coffee and pastries. I knocked on David’s door and heard the radio playing in the background. David came to the door and had obviously started without me. He had on a pair of jean shorts, tennis shoes, and a white ballcap but had already had several splatters of paint on his chest. I came in, give him a welcome kiss and sat down as we enjoyed the coffee and donuts. When we finished, I asked him if he had an old shirt I could borrow that I could paint in. He gave me one and I went into the bathroom to change. The shirt was a bit big and hung down on me like a dress. I decided to be a bit mischievous and took off everything except the shirt and a pair of panties. When I came out, he remarked on my lack of clothing and I reminded him of how many times we had skinny dipped and to just concentrate on the painting.