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Authors name: Jim Walters (shortstuff_23919@hotmail.com)
Story title : Internet Personals

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Internet Personals (MF, MM-bi-oral, 1st)
by Jim Walters (shortstuff_23919@hotmail.com)
 
***

Have you ever checked out the online personals? I'm not 
exactly sure why I do it, but every once in a while I 
look through the ads in a couple of the services. 
Actually, I guess I do know why I do it. The truth is 
that my sex life is almost non-existent anymore. I'm 62 
years old and I've been married since I was 23. 

My wife used to be a really attractive woman who 
absolutely loved sex. Although she wasn't beautiful in 
the sense that models or many movie stars are beautiful, 
she had a pretty face and a body to die for. The best 
thing about her was that she was totally faithful, 
supportive and would fuck or suck at the drop of a hat. I 
think her openness to sex somehow showed and although she 
didn't flirt, I always noticed that most men who saw her 
were attracted to her. She's seven years younger than I 
am.

Like most people, after being married for about ten 
years, our sex life, although very active, began to lose 
its zing. I didn't know exactly what it was, but there 
was just something missing. I talked to my wife about it 
and she admitted that she felt the same way. Neither of 
us could come up with any reason for it, nor could we 
figure any way to change it.

Since both of us were open to almost anything about sex 
that didn't involve pain or humiliation, we had tried it 
all. The bottom line seemed to be that we were just too 
used to each other and the only thing that could put that 
old zing back into sex would be to begin fucking somebody 
new.

I grew up rather shy around females. I'm not all that 
good looking, being rather short and stocky. I'm also 
very hairy and have a small cock. I was also extremely 
hurt by rejection. Therefore, after being married, I 
never strayed. My wife was only the third woman I had 
fucked in my entire life.

Secretly I wanted to fuck many more women, I was highly 
sexed and couldn't help thinking about it whenever I saw 
a woman who was attractive. Fearing rejection and not 
really knowing how to even talk with them, however, I 
never tried anything.

Even after being married, I secretly desired to know more 
women and wondered what swinging would be like. That 
seemed to me to be the best thing in the world. Swingers 
still had their wives, but get to fuck new, strange women 
all the time. Thinking about what I would feel to watch 
another guy fuck my wife, I felt that it wouldn't bother 
me. In fact, I thought that I would enjoy watching that.

I had never mentioned swinging to my wife and was 
actually somewhat ashamed of my feelings. Now, however, I 
wondered if that's what we needed. I felt very secure in 
our love for each other and as long as we fucked others 
together, I couldn't see how it would hurt our marriage. 
It would still be like something we were sharing, even 
though we were not fucking each other. As long as we were 
together, it would be fun and not mean anything, I 
thought.

I began to wonder if it would be a good idea to talk to 
my wife about swinging. I truly wasn't sure what her 
reaction would be, but it seemed to be a way to bring 
back that extra zing to our love life. So, one day with 
much apprehension, I broached the subject as she was 
sucking my cock.

To my surprise, the idea caused her no alarm whatever. In 
fact, she accepted the idea like I had suggested going to 
a movie or something. We talked a bit about how to go 
about it, and about how we might feel watching each other 
with someone new. It became apparent to me that both of 
us were not only OK with the idea, but were anxious to 
try it out.

For the next four or five years, my wife and I were into 
swinging. Truly, it was extremely enjoyable for both of 
us. During the first year we met and fucked more than 50 
different people. Of all those people, we began to build 
friendships with about a dozen couples and over the 
course of time, we saw those couples often.

We discovered that once the novelty of fucking someone 
new wore off, we didn't enjoy it as much as we enjoyed 
fucking people who we had gotten to know better and whom 
we had a real friendship with. Without talking much about 
it and, perhaps, without even realizing what was 
happening, we began to see fewer and fewer new couples 
and concentrated instead on meeting almost exclusively 
with the friends we had made.

Swinging really was the perfect answer for us. Sex was 
exciting again and never became boring. Then, we moved. 
Suddenly we were living far from our old friends. We 
didn't know anybody near our new home and AIDS was now a 
problem. We decided that it just wasn't safe to continue 
swinging since we would have to begin meeting new people 
all the time.

Although we both missed it, we became very busy building 
our new business, and life went on. Then, about five 
years ago my wife told me that she just didn't enjoy sex 
anymore. That she didn't get anything out of it anymore. 
She would continue to fuck or suck me anytime I wanted 
her to, but that it would only be for my pleasure. She 
also told me that if I wanted to find someone else to 
fuck she wouldn't mind, as long as it didn't adversely 
affect our marriage.

Well, that was a real blow. Admittedly, my own sex drive 
wasn't nearly as strong as it had been, but to know that 
you were having no effect at all on a woman you were 
fucking was a real turn-off for me. Over the next couple 
of years sex became less and less frequent for us. Then 
finally I wouldn't even bother trying to fuck her 
anymore. Instead, I began to masturbate often and every 
once in a while I would ask her to suck me off. I always 
loved to have my cock sucked.

Over the past year I began to wonder about finding 
somebody else to fuck. With the advent of the internet 
and the personal ads to be found there, I figured that it 
shouldn't be too hard to find somebody. So, I began 
looking at the ads. 

After several months I came to some conclusions that led 
me to believe just the opposite. This was going to be a 
lot harder than I thought it would be. My wife knew what 
I was doing and asked me why I hadn't found somebody to 
meet yet. I told her that I wasn't sure I was ever going 
to be able to find someone.

The ads seemed to break down into a few categories. 
First, very few women came right out and admitted that 
they were looking for sex. Of those who did, there seemed 
to be two categories. First, there were those who were 
married and looking to cheat on their husbands. They 
wanted sex, but without their husband knowing what they 
were doing. I didn't want any part of that, and those 
women seemed to be looking for young studs anyway. The 
other group, no matter what they said about sex, were 
really looking for a husband. I certainly wasn't 
interested in that, either. There was also a third group. 
Those were the ones that were too good to be true. 
Clearly scams of one sort or another.

My wife and I discussed all of this. I had decided that I 
didn't want to do anything that could be considered 
cheating on my wife. I would be perfectly open about 
being married and the fact that my wife knew and approved 
of my activities. What I was hoping, was that I could 
find a woman who wanted sex, but who also wanted to build 
a real friendship with both my wife and myself. That just 
didn't seem like it was going to happen.

One day my wife asked me if I had checked out the ads 
from men. I told her that I had, but the only ads looking 
for a threesome wanted younger guys with huge cocks. She 
really surprised me by asking me why I didn't try to find 
a bi guy for a little mutual cocksucking.

It was true that ever since we began swinging I was 
curious about oral sex with another guy. I never had the 
opportunity to try it, but my wife had bi experiences 
with a couple of women and knew I was at least curious 
about it.

Thinking about that for a while, I finally decided that 
it just might be fun. So, I went back to the ads for men 
looking for men. God, there were a lot of them. There 
were many from gay men. Although I don't have any 
prejudice against gays, I wasn't interested in that. I 
have no desire to kiss or cuddle with another man, nor do 
I have any interest in having someone shove his cock up 
my ass. If anything, I just want to suck and be sucked. 
Truthfully, I didn't even know if I would enjoy that.

Many ads were from men who claimed to be bi. Most, 
claimed to be married. Most also seemed to indicate that 
their wife didn't know what they wanted to do. Again, I 
didn't want to get mixed up with any kind of cheating - 
defined in my mind as having sex of any kind without 
their wife knowing about it - but there were almost no 
ads from men who weren't married and none from men whose 
wife knew.

I talked with my wife again and she said that although 
meeting a guy without his wife knowing went against 
everything we believed in, it just might be right for 
him. Besides, she said, if you meet with a married guy 
who doesn't do this very often, or who has never done it 
before, it would probably be a lot safer in regard to 
disease.

With that in mind, I looked through the ads again. I 
found several ads from men in my general area. I even 
found one from a man who was about my age. I decided to 
respond to his ad to find out more about him. I sent him 
a very long email telling him about myself. I told him 
something about who I was, what my life had been like, 
what my sexual experiences had been and what I was 
looking for. I also told him about the swinging my wife 
and I had done and that she would know. I told him we 
could meet at my home and that my wife might be there 
when we met, but would in no way join in.

I got an answer from this man telling me that he was 
interested in meeting. He described himself and said that 
he had only done this one other time, many years ago. He 
emphasized the fact that he needed to keep it from his 
wife and family, so agreed that we should meet at my 
home. He was living about fifteen minutes away and was 
generally able to get away Saturday afternoons. He asked 
if I wanted to get together the following Saturday. I 
agreed and we made the arrangements.

My wife could tell that I was excited, but at the same 
time a little tentative about meeting with another man. 
She assured me that it might be hard the first time, but 
she felt that I would really enjoy it if I could get over 
the hang-up we were all raised with about homosexuality. 
Besides, she said, in all the time we were swinging, 
there was nothing about sex I hadn't enjoyed. Just relax, 
she told me. Let it happen and just enjoy yourself.

Saturday finally came and John showed up right on 
schedule. I invited him in and introduced him to my wife. 
We sat and talked a bit, getting to know each other a 
little. John seemed very interested in the experiences we 
had while swinging. He also seemed to have a hard time 
understanding why my wife supported what I was about to 
do. He didn't know women like her existed her told her, 
and complemented me for my luck at having found her.

Finally, my wife stood up and said she had some work to 
do on her computer. She would go do it, she said, and 
leave John and myself alone to have fun with each other.

I told John that although I wasn't generally shy about 
sex, I was having a hard time knowing how to start. John 
asked me if I had any fuck videos and when I told him I 
had a lot of them, he suggested I put one on. We can take 
off our clothes, he suggested, and watch the film for a 
while. As we become more excited, he suggested, we could 
play with ourselves, then maybe with each other. 

That seemed to be a good way to start, so I agreed and 
put a video on. We sat on the couch watching the video. I 
could feel myself begin to get excited rather quickly. 
John was already playing with his cock and I could see 
that he was already semi-hard, so I took hold of my own 
cock and began slowly stroking it. In seconds, I was as 
hard as a rock.

Sitting on the couch watching the video, stroking my own 
cock and watching John stroke his, I was really getting 
hot. I decided that the only way to get started was to 
start. So, I moved over right next to him and reached out 
for his cock. I wrapped my fingers around his shaft and 
found that I really enjoyed the feel of him.

John's cock was larger than mine and it was also uncut. 
This was the first time I had seen an uncut dick up close 
and I began looking at it closely while I stroked it. I 
decided that I really liked playing with it, but I was 
unable to get at it the way I wanted to. I slid off the 
couch and moving John's legs apart, sat between his legs. 
He scooted his ass forward, so that his cock and balls 
were kind of hanging over the edge, giving me free access 
to everything he had.

I sat on the floor examining John's cock. Not really 
jerking him off, but kind of playing with him. At the 
same time, I ran my hand down under to nestle his balls 
in my other hand. This was the first time I had another 
guy's dick and balls in my hands and I was really 
enjoying the feel.

Lightly running my fingers over and around his cock, I 
began to gently roll his balls in my fingers. Besides 
being uncut, John's cock was longer and thicker than 
mine. I would guess that he was a little more than six 
inches. Like me, he kept his pubic hair short and trimmed 
to about 3/4 inches. The shaft of his cock was perfectly 
straight and it was also much harder than mine. While 
standing, I guessed that it wouldn't point up toward his 
belly, but instead of sticking straight out like mine, it 
would probably point higher. The skin of the shaft was 
very light colored. Although the veins through his cock 
stood out a little more than my own, his cock was 
basically smooth.

When I pulled his skin back off of the head, I saw that 
the head of his cock was very deep red in color, almost 
purple red. Although John was uncut, his foreskin wasn't 
real long. When he was hard with the skin pulled back, it 
stayed there even if you weren't holding it. While I 
stroked him, however, if I held his dick firmly, the skin 
would work back up over the head, covering about half of 
it.

Suddenly, John groaned and I knew that I was beginning to 
get to him. I took hold of the base of his cock with more 
pressure and began to stroke his length more seriously. I 
was fascinated watching the foreskin move up over the 
head of his cock, then pull back, exposing it. The tip of 
John's cock was becoming even darker in color and 
suddenly a little drop of pre-cum came out of the slit. I 
milked his cock a little more, bringing out quite a bit 
more.

Then, I moved one of my fingers to his slit and began to 
spread his pre-cum all around the head of his dick. I 
could tell he really liked the feel of that, so I went 
back to stroking him. Soon, pre-cum was dribbling out of 
his cock almost constantly.

I wanted to suck his cock into my mouth very badly by 
now, but I just couldn't get myself to do it. I could 
tell that if I didn't begin to suck him pretty soon, I'd 
end up jerking him off and shooting his cum all over the 
place. There was nothing wrong with that, but it wasn't 
really what either of us wanted. I wanted to be a 
cocksucker!

Finally, I was able to make myself move my head closer. I 
raised his cock toward his belly and pushed my lips 
against his balls, which I still held in my other hand. 
Slowly, I opened my lips and pushed my tongue out, 
feeling it touch his hairy, crinkly skin. Then, sticking 
more of my tongue through my lips, I began to lick his 
balls.

I found nothing repugnant about what I was doing, and 
before long, I was giving John's balls a real tongue 
bath, getting them very wet as I worked. I sucked gently 
on one of his balls and it actually entered my mouth, 
where I sucked it gently while rubbing my tongue all over 
it. Then, I did the same to the other.

John was really getting into it now. He was moving his 
ass around and his legs were beginning to tense up. His 
cock was literally oozing pre-cum in a constant flow. I 
could feel it running down his shaft as I slowly stroked 
it, making it easier for my hand to slide back and forth 
on it.

Looking up at his face, I saw that he had his head thrown 
back with his eyes closed. His face had a tense look to 
it and his breathing was quicker than it had been.

Slowly, I moved my tongue from his balls to the base of 
his shaft. I began licking the shaft all over, while 
moving higher and higher on it. As I got to the area 
where I had spread his pre-cum, I began to taste it. 
Actually, it seemed to have very little taste to me. The 
fact that it didn't taste bad, like I expected it to, 
relaxed me more and I moved directly to the head of his 
cock, where I licked up a large pool of pre-cum right 
from the horse's mouth, so to speak. Still, there seemed 
to be very little taste to me.

Suddenly, John began hunching his cock up at my mouth and 
groaning, he begged me to suck his cock. I could tell he 
was really hot now, and guessed that it wouldn't be long 
before he shot his cum for me. I opened my mouth and 
allowed his cock to slowly slide in. The head of his 
dripping cock slid across my teeth and as it continued 
deeper into my mouth, I pressed my tongue up against it 
hard, pushing it up against the roof of my mouth.

I moved my head closer, sliding his cock deeper and 
deeper into my mouth, until it bumped against the back, 
causing me to gag. I pulled back to where only the head 
was between my lips and as the gagging reflex passed, I 
began to lick the head of his cock.

Again, John began to hunch his hips at my mouth. I 
started bobbing my head on his cock, while I was still 
jiggling his balls in the fingers of my other hand. The 
head of his cock was sliding in and out, rubbing the roof 
of my mouth, while my tongue caressed the underside. When 
only the head of his cock was left in my mouth I quickly 
ran my tongue over it before sliding it back in. I loved 
the feel of his shaft in my mouth. I could feel the heat 
of his cock now, and the throb of the blood pumping 
through it.

From time to time, I would pull it completely out of my 
mouth and lick all over the head of it back and forth 
along the shaft. I noticed that as my tongue slid over 
the edge of the head, the corona, I think it's called, 
that John's cock would make a big lurch. It also gave a 
big jerk when I licked over that little sweet spot just 
under the head.

I was getting a lot of enjoyment from the feel of his 
cock, and continued to work on it. My own cock was as 
hard as it's ever been and it was making me hot as hell 
to be sucking on this guy's dick.

I could tell that John was getting very close to shooting 
his cum in my mouth. His face and body were very tense 
now. His cock had grown even harder and I could feel the 
head getting so big it totally filled my mouth, making it 
hard to keep my teeth off of it.

He was groaning from time to time and he began almost 
chanting for me to suck it - suck it - suck it.

I did just that. I was anxious to make him cum. To feel 
him shoot his ball juice into my mouth. To feel the 
throbs of his cock expelling his jizz into me. To swallow 
it and feel the juice sliding down my throat. I began 
bobbing my head faster, and pressed up against the under 
side of his cock even more with my tongue. As I pulled 
back, I applied more sucking and when the head of his 
cock was all that was left in my mouth, I swiped my 
tongue over the tip of it before moving my head back 
down, driving him back into my mouth. His cock was 
dribbling so much pre-cum that the entire inside of my 
mouth was coated with the stuff. 

The taste was still rather mild and it turned me on to 
think that I could do this. I was amazed at the feeling 
of power this was giving me. To know that I could turn 
anyone on this much. It didn't matter that it was another 
man. Just knowing that I could make him cum with very 
little effort and that right now he would do anything for 
me, just to keep me sucking on his cock.

Suddenly, John's whole body tensed and he moaned that he 
was about to cum. Not knowing if I could take his spurts 
into the back of my throat without gagging, I moved my 
head back to where only the head of his cock was between 
my lips. I rubbed my tongue all over it, as I took hold 
of the shaft and began to stroke it very quickly.

Suddenly, with a loud moan, John started shooting his cum 
into my mouth. I felt his hot sticky cum hit my tongue. I 
was surprised by the force of it, but continued to lick 
all over and around the head of his cock as it shot spurt 
after spurt of his cum into me. 

Finally, there were just dribbles coming out of him, but 
I continued to suck and lick at his cock. He had shot so 
much cum into my mouth that lots of it was running out of 
the corners. I could feel it running down into my beard. 
I swallowed quickly, getting a real good taste of his 
jizz.

It was a little stronger tasting than the pre-cum had 
been, but again, I didn't think there was all that much 
taste to it. I didn't think it tasted all that salty, 
like most people talk about. Once my mouth was cleared of 
most of this cum, I moved my head back down his shaft, 
sucking his cock back into my mouth as far as I could. I 
continued to gently suck on him and lightly rub my tongue 
against the under side of his cock, until it had gotten 
almost totally soft and I could get no more juice out of 
it.

I pulled my mouth off of him. John was looking down at me 
while I still lightly stroked his cock and held his balls 
in my other hand. He told me that he had never had a 
blowjob that good and thanked me for it. I was startled 
when I heard my wife's voice from behind me telling me 
she was proud of me. I quickly turned my head to look at 
her. She was standing in the hallway leading to the back 
of the house, peeking around the corner.

I asked her if she had watched the whole thing. Walking 
on into the room, she said that she hadn't intended to 
watch, but couldn't resist when she heard John begin to 
moan and groan so much. Looking back at John to see if he 
was uncomfortable with my wife in the room, I could see 
that he wasn't. He had such a hard cum that he was laying 
back against the couch relaxing and trying to regain his 
breath. His cock was now totally soft, but I was still 
slowly stroking it and holding his balls in my other 
hand.

My wife walked right up to us and looking down, pointed 
to a drop of cum that had just been pumped out of him. 
She told me that I missed some and I bent my head down to 
lick up that last little drop.

My wife said that I looked really good with cum all over 
my lips and soaking my beard. Holding her hand out to me 
she said that I should come and look at myself in the 
mirror. I took her hand and got up. As I did, she noticed 
that my own cock was rock hard and dripping like crazy. 
She took hold of it and pulled me into the bathroom so I 
could look at myself in the mirror. As I looked into the 
mirror, I thought about how I had become a cocksucker.

I was rather proud of the great cum I had given John. The 
mirror told me that I certainly looked the part. There 
was cum all over my lips and dribbled down over my beard 
under the corners of my mouth. I stuck my tongue out and 
licked my lips clean, telling her that the taste wasn't 
all that bad. I offered the opinion that I could get used 
to that and like to do it fairly often.

She asked if I wanted her to take my picture with the 
digital camera and I told her sure, why not. She got the 
camera and took several close ups of me with John's cum 
all over my face. Then, she stepped closer to me and 
began to lick the cum out of my beard. Now, she said, go 
back in there and let him suck you off.

Looking at her, it seemed like she had become rather 
excited too. I wondered if she had changed her mind and 
wanted to join us. Maybe even to let John fuck her when 
he got his second wind. No, she said, but it did excite 
her to watch a man sucking another man's cock. That was 
always a fantasy of hers she said, but since the 
opportunity never came up, she hadn't said anything about 
it to me. 

Well, maybe John wouldn't mind if you watched him suck my 
cock, I said. She said she would like to watch from 
closer, so we returned to the living room, where John was 
still sitting where we had left him. His breathing was 
almost normal again, but his cock was totally flaccid. 
Once again, I could see some wetness on the tip, so I 
walked over to him and sucked his soft cock into my mouth 
once again, licking up the small amount of wetness that I 
found there.

I sat down next to John and told him that watching me 
suck his cock excited my wife and asked him if he minded 
her watching while he sucked me off. John said that it 
wouldn't bother him, so it was decided that she would 
stay with us. He reached over and took hold of my still 
semi-hard cock. Feeling another man's hand on my cock was 
enough to make it begin to harden again.

Having my wife watch him stroke it made me even hotter 
and within seconds, I was as hard as I had ever been 
before. Scoot forward, he said as he stood up. Like I did 
with him, he moved between my legs and sat down on the 
floor right in front of my cock. Using both hands, he 
began to play with my cock and balls. Every time a little 
pre-cum would leek out of the slit, he leaned forward and 
licked it off with his tongue. I knew that I wasn't going 
to be able to last too long. I was really hot!

My wife moved to the couch and sat right next to me, 
cuddling into my shoulder and looking right down to what 
John was doing with my cock. As John moved his lips to my 
balls and began to lick and suck at them, I pushed my 
hand into the top of my wife's blouse to squeeze her bra-
less tits. She reached up and unbuttoned her blouse all 
the say to her waist so I could get at her more easily, 
which also gave John a look at her tits close up and 
bare. I thought his eyes would pop right out of his head.

With a little moan, he moved his lips to the head of my 
cock and sucked it right in. Unlike me, he had no problem 
with a gag reflex and pushed his head down all the way, 
till he had every last inch of my dick in his mouth. I 
could feel the head of my cock bumping into the back of 
his mouth and his nose pressing into my public hair. 

John sucked very strongly on my cock and began bobbing 
his head back and forth. His tongue was running all over 
the shaft of my cock as he sucked, and I knew that I was 
going to blow my wad in record time. John's mouth became 
much wetter than mine was when I sucked him and I could 
feel the wetness on my shaft. The head of my cock felt 
like a giant vacuum cleaner was stuck on it, while at the 
same time, his entire mouth - the roof, the cheeks and 
his tongue - squeezed it. 

I felt the cum building in my balls and nothing I could 
do was going to stop it. I was squirming my ass around 
and humping into his mouth with the rhythm he had set up, 
the head of my cock bumping the back of his mouth on 
every stroke. I just couldn't hold it anymore and told 
him that I was going to cum. John just continued doing 
what he was doing and as I felt my cock begin spurting my 
cum into his mouth, he pushed my cock as far as it would 
go into his mouth. 

He began to swallow, and with each swallow, it felt like 
my cock would actually enter his throat. As it was, I 
could feel his throat nipping at the head. My cum was 
spurting right into his throat and he was swallowing it 
as fast as I could deliver it. Even my wife was squirming 
around now, and I saw her hand move between her legs, 
where she began to rub herself through her jeans.

John continued to suck my cock until I was totally soft 
and by balls were completely dry. I could tell me wife 
was really horny now and I knew that the way she was 
rubbing herself was not going to satisfy her. My soft 
cock slipped out of John's mouth and he stood up. I could 
see that his cock was hard as a rock again. Although it 
was hard to talk breathing as quickly as I was, I pointed 
to John's hard cock and asked my wife if she was sure she 
didn't want a little taste too.

With a little moan, she sat upright. Reaching out, she 
took hold of John's cock and moving her head to it, slid 
it into her mouth. I thought John was going to fall over. 
His entire body gave one big jerk and I could tell his 
knees were getting week. After she sucked his cock for a 
couple of minutes, I suggested she get undressed and let 
John fuck her. I could tell that she was really hot, I 
told her and it would be a shame to let it go to waste 
since she didn't feel that way very often.

My wife agreed that it would be a real waste. Standing, 
she took hold of John's cock and pulled him toward the 
bedroom with her. There, she told him to get on the bed, 
as she began to take off her clothes. When she was naked, 
she jumped on the bed with him and engaged him in an 
embrace. 

Over the next fifteen or twenty minutes, I got to watch 
my wife have sex with a stranger again and enjoy every 
minute of it. She sucked his cock some more, he ate her 
pussy and finally, drove his hot, juicy cock deep into 
her cunt, unloading a big wad of his ball juice deep into 
her cunt. As they lay with his cock still in her, I got 
an idea. My own cock wasn't hard enough to fuck her, but 
I asked John to roll off so I could get at her. Then, I 
lay down between her legs. I licked and sucked her pussy, 
bringing her off two more times and at the same time 
sucking most of John's cum out of her pussy and down my 
throat.

All in all, it was a very enjoyable afternoon and I'm 
sure that John and I will meet many more times for some 
mutual cocksucking. I don't know that my wife will always 
want to join in, but anything I get will be a bonus.

THE END

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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