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Subject: MY FAVORITE WIFE STORIES - Party Favors (M/F, wife)
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Party Favors (M/F, wife)
My wife, Annie, was brought up in a strict home, and hadn't
even been French-kissed until our first date in college. She was
a virgin on our wedding night, and though we fucked only twice, we
had simultaneous orgasms the first time. Annie's was so powerful
she screamed. She also came very hard on our second coupling.
Annie developed such a voracious appetite for sex that we
tried every nuance known to man and woman. She became an expert
at giving head, developing a fondness for the taste of semen. She
even takes it up the ass about once a month. The internet has
been a part of our lives for the past three years, and the
newsgroup stories about men sharing their wives get Annie as hot
as they do me.
This past New Year's my firm gave a giant party to celebrate
record profits. Annie came to it in a tight little black dress
that had a mid-thigh hemline and spaghetti straps up above. The
low-cut neckline revealed most of her back and an eye-catching
amount of cleavage. The dress clung to her luscious body like a
second skin, and caused every man in the room to do a double take.
I could tell Annie was excited because her firm nipples showed
plainly through the thin fabric, and because her brown eyes were
flashing with eagerness.
At this point James, the company president, walked over for
an introduction. "I have to dance with this ravishing beauty," he
said.
"Be my guest," I said. The next song was a slow one, and
before it was over Annie's body was plastered against James's. In
the dim light I could see his hands were plainly and boldly
cupping my wife's firm ass cheeks. At the end of the dance James
gave my wife a long and lingering deep kiss and whispered
something in her ear. When Annie returned to my side she was
breathless.
"He wants me to go up and see his suite," she said excitedly,
her breasts rising and falling.
"Do you want to?" I asked as my cock began to harden.
"Well, would you be mad if I did?" Annie asked.
"Only if you don't tell me what happens. " My beautiful wife
smiled happily at my response, and I ran my fingers through her
long, dark, curly hair. "Remember, he's the big boss."
"He's big all right," Annie whispered. Then she smiled at me
and walked toward James.
"I'll be waiting," I said.
I watched James escort my stunning young wife toward the
elevators. Twenty minutes later I saw James again, working the
room. But Annie hadn't returned with him, and about five minutes
later James disappeared into the elevator. Once more I tried to
keep my mind off what might be happening, and ignored my watch.
About 45 minutes later I saw Annie making her way toward me. Her
eyes never left mine until she slid into the chair next to me.
She was breathing deeply, and her hand instantly grasped mine.
"So," I said, "was I right that he didn't just want to
discuss the decor?"
"We talked," she said, "but we did everything else too."
My cock lurched in my pants, and I caught my breath. Annie
waited as I struggled to keep myself under control. "Was he big?"
I asked.
My beautiful hot wife nodded her voice low but charged with
sexual energy. "He said he was ten inches, and I believe it. I
think he was as big around as my wrist.
I leaned in close, slid my hand along her thigh, squeezing it
as my cock throbbed. "Tell me all about it" I said.
"Well, on the way up in the elevator he kissed me - at first
just regular kissing, but then with a lot of tongue. I could feel
his cock against my belly, and he was squeezing my butt and
sliding my dress up. When the elevator stopped he had the skirt
all the way up to my waist and I was Frenching him back. I was so
hot I couldn't stop."
I kissed her quickly, tasting a taint essence of semen, and
said, "Okay. Go on. I want to hear everything."
"We went into the suite, sat on a love seat, and he kissed me
and felt my boobs. Then he unzipped his pants and put my hand on
his throbbing cock. Honey, I've never felt anything like it
before. I had to took at it to be sure it wasn't fake or
something."
When I gasped, Annie squeezed my hand and looked deep into my
eyes.
I could tell what was going through her mind, and I said, "I
love you, and my cock is about to explode. It's killing me but
I've never been so turned on."
"When we got to the room," Annie continued, "he said he had
to go back downstairs to the party and put in an appearance, and
he wanted me buck naked, except for my heels, when he came back.
So I took off my dress and panties and waited for him to return."
I groaned softly at the vision of my wife, naked and horny,
waiting for her new lover and his gargantuan love stick.
"Was he pleased when he got back?"
"Oh, yes," Annie said, blushing. "He almost ripped his
clothes, he was taking them off so fast.
The tablecloth was long, and my napkin was on my lap when I
unzipped my pants, releasing my pulsing prick. "Go on" I said, as
I placed her hand on it. She fondled it under the linen as she
continued.
"We kissed, he felt me up, and I handled his prick. Then we
got on the bed, and--well, we did it."
"Did he feel good?" I asked.
Annie lowered her eyes. "It was a lot better than good," she
said softly.
"Did you like his length or his girth best?" I asked as fluid
began oozing from my prick, smearing Annie's palm.
"It I had to choose, I'd say his thickness. It was nice
feeling so filled."
"His cock has touched you where mine never will," I said,
unable to keep a hint of jealousy out of my voice. My wife only
nodded silently.
"I came, just when he got it all the way in. It was a
screamer," she said.
I moaned softly as Annie stroked me.
"He kept telling me how great my pussy felt, how tight it was
and how juicy it felt. He was ramming me hard, and I put my
heels in the middle of his back so he could penetrate as deep as
possible. He liked it when I yelled and kicked. He didn't last
very long though, probably about three or four minutes, tops. I
came again when he did, but it was kind of a weak one."
"So your cunt is full of his sperm," I said, sliding my hand
up between her thighs. As I felt slimy stickiness below her twat,
I erupted with a moan, spraying semen all over Annie's hand and
the napkin. "I think you came a cupful," she said with a giggle.
I nodded, keeping her hand on me.
My penis had barely shrunk. "Was that it?" I asked.
"No," my wife said. She smiled, and my cock again began to
expand. "We kissed some more, and he touched me down there and-
you know-sort of teased my ass hole."
I knew what was coming. "He asked if he could screw my ass,
and I was all for it," Annie said.
"Stroke me," I croaked. "Go on." Her hand began its expert
manipulation once more.
"He got up beside my face and played with my nipples while I
sucked him hard. Then I got on my knees, and he used his come and
my juice to lubricate me. Then he put himself in and did me. It
felt really good, but he has no staying power. He came too fast."
"Did you come?" I asked.
She shook her head no. I was about to explode again. "He
said I was fantastic, one of the best lays of his life." Once
more she studied my face. "He wants me to come to work for him."
With another low guttural moan I came again. More thick,
white spunk splattered Annie's hand and the already soaked
napkin. Panting, I put away my tender organ and zipped up. Thank
God, the room was dimly lit and no one was paying any attention to
us.
Annie brought her come-coated hand to her lips to lick off
my jism as she smiled lewdly at me.
"Do you think you want to take on a new job?" I asked.
"I think I can handle it," she said. "Can you handle it?"
"As long as you promise to bring your work home with you and
tell me all about your day. You did tell me every thing, didn't
you?"
Annie smiled mischievously and said, "Just about. I thought
I'd save a few details for later."
"Well, I think we should head for I home," I said. "Then you
can tell me everything you left out. We can talk about what
you'll be doing on your new job too."
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