"What do you think, Ken?" asked my wife, Teresa, modeling her new white linen sundress.
I had just gotten home from the office and found her in our bedroom dressing for a night out on the town. Our three children were away at summer camp for the next three weeks and we had planned to make the most of it.
Watching my wife twirl in front of the window I noticed that the sunlight revealed her bra and panties. I said, "I really like the dress, Honey, especially with the light behind you, I can see your underwear."
Teresa's forehead wrinkled with frustration. She looked in the full length mirror on the bedroom wall with a frown. Disappointed she said, "I was afraid of that and my underwear isn't very attractive either. I guess I have to wear something else."
"Don't wear any underwear," I suggested with a wicked grin.
Warily she said, "I can't go out in public without underwear."
"Why not? I thought we were going to be more adventurous while the kids were away."
After fifteen years of marriage our sex life had grown routine. We still had sex frequently but the passion had cooled. I supposed that sort of thing just happened over time to married couples.
She cast a thoughtful look at the mirror then pulled the dress off. Unhooking the workhorse bra that held her big 38Ds in place she peeled it off and tossed it on the bed. Next, she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her white granny panties and pushed them down her legs. Stepping out of the panties, she placed her toe in a leg hole and kicked it towards the bed.
I watched her panties sail through the air with the intensity of a rabid baseball fan watching a fly ball head for the centerfield fence. Snatching the panties in midair, I brought them to my face and deeply inhaled my wife's aroma. My cock hardened instantly.
"Why do men do that?" asked my wife with a bewildered look.
Beaming I said, "Men just love the scent of a woman, it's intoxicating."
"Whatever," she giggled.
I studied my wife's nude frame. I was pleased that she had kept herself in such good shape, she was just ten or twelve pounds heavier today than the day we married fifteen years ago, not bad after three kids. Noticing that her nipples had hardened in the cool air conditioned room, I mused that most of her weight gain was to be found in her bodacious breasts. My eyes traversed down between her thighs where the neatly trimmed pubic hair was just a shade darker than the natural blonde hair on her head.
Teresa slid back into the dress and smoothed it out while scrutinizing her reflection in the mirror. She pushed her breasts up then let them fall. Her blue eyes glimmered quizzically but her voice was sulky as she reported, "My nipples show."
"So what? They're covered. They don't have to be completely concealed. You look sexy."
She shrugged and stepped in front of the window to get the backlight effect again. With trepidation she asked, "Can you see my muff?"
With a broad smile I said, "Your pussy is covered, just not concealed."
"I can't go out like this," she huffed flustered and began to strip out of her dress again.
Pulling her into an embrace, I kissed her excitedly. Irritated, she pushed against my chest breaking away from me. She scolded, "Ken, quit it. I need to find something to wear."
"Wear this dress," I insisted, pointing to the obvious bulge in my trousers, I added, "It really turns me on and you look incredibly hot in it."
"But it shows everything."
"So be daring. Be adventurous. You look so hot, Baby."
Teresa looked in the mirror again then turned to get a rear view. She shot me a naughty grin and said, "I do like this dress but I'm not willing to get arrested for public indecency."
She went to her chest-of-drawers and searched her panty drawer for several minutes finally she pulled out a white thong and exclaimed, "Voilà!"
"I hope it still fits," she said stepping into the thong and pulling it up. After it was in place, Teresa dropped the skirt of her dress. Stepping once again into the sunlight she asked, "How's that?"
"Even sexier," I admitted nodding my head.
She smiled. "It's always sexy to leave a little to the imagination. Let's go."
We headed across town to Bob's Bar and Grill. During the summer, Bob opened a beer garden in the vacant lot next to his establishment. On Friday and Saturday nights a local band would entertain the crowd. The ready-for-the-weekend party was underway when we arrived.
Teresa paused at the entrance of the beer garden allowing the setting sun to penetrate her white dress. Her thong and bare butt cheeks were clearly visible beneath the flimsy material. She looked over her shoulder at me with a flirtatious gleam in her eyes. Locating an empty bar height table with high chairs, she led the way while I hobbled behind her with a hard cock.
"Baby, have I told you what a great ass you have?" I asked watching her slide her beautiful butt up into the seat of the tall chair.
She giggled, "Not lately, but I'm glad you do."
Under the table I adjusted my cock to a more comfortable position. I couldn't believe how hard I had gotten just watching my wife walk. The waitress brought the beers we had ordered in chilled mugs and we tapped them together in a celebratory clink. I said, "Baby, you look so hot, I love you so much."
She smiled sensuously. "I love you too, Ken. Thanks for taking me out."
The band began to play, Teresa led me out onto the crowded dance floor. While she gyrated sexily around me, I subtlety shuffled my feet back in forth almost in time with the music. Teresa's big boobs bounced delightfully to the beat of the drum while her ass wiggled wantonly to the rhythm of the guitar. Enamored she giggled joyfully.
I had so much blood rushing from my brain to my cock I was surprised I hadn't grown dizzy. Thankfully, the band played a slow song and I wrapped my arms around Teresa's waist. I pulled her tight against me crushing her large breasts into my chest as she rested her head on my shoulder. My cock stood at rigid and rubbed against her. I was pleasantly surprised when she pushed her pelvis back into my hardness. The song ended and we looked lovingly into each other's eyes as we applauded.
The waitress appeared with two fresh mugs of beer when we returned from the dance floor. We sat down and drank them heartily enjoying the refreshing taste on the humid night. My wife bobbed her blonde head to the beat of the music as she sipped her beer. Suddenly, her face broke into a wide smile as her eager eyes focused on someone approaching from behind me.
An extremely handsome young man made his way to our table with broad smile on his face. His yellow hair was bleached from the sun to buttermilk blonde. It not only made his deep tan look that much darker but served to highlight the surfer's necklace, made from white seashell chips, around his neck. He wore a blue tank top that matched his blue eyes and jeans so tight you could tell he was well hung. For a young man, he had a deep voice that resonated confidence as he introduce himself, his name was Leo, and he asked me if he could dance with Teresa.
I peered at my wife who was surveying the statuesque young man with gleaming eyes. Shrugging, I said it was up to her.
Leo's smile grew even more dazzling. With self-assurance that bordered on cockiness he held out his hand for Teresa to take. He winked at me as Teresa took it and led him towards the dance floor. Once again the setting sun got behind her and put her female form on full display. Exuding licentious sexuality she put a little extra wiggle into her walk to capture Leo's attention.
Out on the dance floor Leo let Teresa set the pace. He was a smooth operator, he shuffled in time to the music in an unadventurous dance that had enough rhythm in it to make him look cool.
When Teresa moved closer to him wiggling her hips Leo boldly put his hand on her waist, surprising me, she let him keep it there. She put her hands on Leo's hips allowing their pelvic areas to come closer together. Moving her hips in a circular motion she ground her pelvis into Leo, while he thrust his hips forward and mimicked her circular motion so their pelvic regions never separated for the duration of the song.
Biting my lip as a jealous pang punched my gut, I looked for a long moment into my wife's face as she danced with Leo. It was flushed with excitement and she was giddy from his attention. As the song changed its tempo, Leo changed his moves gliding and sliding in time to the music's rhythm. He moved his hips to the beat of the song and his hands were in constant motion, touching Teresa's body but not inappropriately.
"My wife might dance with you, Leo, my man," I said out loud, "but, she's going home with me." Guzzling my beer I emptied the mug in a single swig.
A slow song played and Teresa wrapped her arms around Leo's neck as his arms encircled her waist. The dance floor was so crowded they could only stand and sway to the music. She did nothing to stop the progress of his hands sliding from her waist to her ass. Unkind thoughts raced to my mind as I watched his hands squeeze my wife's buttocks. The song ended and they broke apart to applaud.
Teresa shook her head when the band began to play again. She was done dancing and Leo graciously accepted that fact. As my wife returned to our table, he found another woman to dance with him.
"Is that for me?" Teresa asked pointing to the full beer mug on the table.
Nodding, I handed her the beer. "It sure is."
She gulped the beer down thirstily without taking a seat. Placing the empty mug back down on the table she wiped her mouth with back of her hand and said with a husky voice, "How about taking me home and fucking me silly? Honey, I'm so ready to fuck."
We hurried to the parking lot. As soon as we were in the car Teresa threw herself into my arms kissing me. Our tongues wrestled as I fondled her breasts drawing a whimper from her as I gently pinched her nipples.
I broke our kiss, started the car and pulled out of the parking lot into the busy night time traffic. I weaved through the city streets like a veteran taxi cab driver. Looking at my wife I saw that her face was flushed. I patted her knee asking cynically, "Have a good time dancing with Leo?"
Oncoming headlights caught her expression as it deflated from elated to dejected. She scolded, "You're jealous of Leo? I know he got a bit flirty but, there's nothing to be jealous about. To be honest it felt good to know that a young guy found me alluring. But, you're the one I love."
I reached across the seat and pulled her closer to me. "I'm sorry, Teresa. I know you love me. You just looked so hot. I just wanted to be in to be the one dancing with you."
"Honey, you're going to get to do more than dance with me," she said coyly. She slyly pulled the hem of her dress up past her thighs revealing her white thong. Grabbing the waistband she pulled it up until the panty invaded the folds of her cunt. Car headlights illuminated her as she ran her middle finger up and down her slit. Huskily she asked, "Honey, is this where you want to put your hard cock?"
"Yeah, Baby," I babbled straining to look into her lap.
An irate driver honked as our car veered in his direction. I swore and hurriedly adjusted course. I split my attention between the traffic and my wife as she continued playing with her pussy. She baited me, "And, this is where I want you to put your cock too, Honey."
"Teresa you're driving me insane," I groaned.
Reaching into my lap Teresa squeezed my cock through my trousers and offered, "Oh my, Ken, you haven't been this hard since our honeymoon. I can't wait to get this hard thing inside me."
"I can't wait either," I choked.
"Maybe, you don't have to," she cooed unzipping my trousers and fishing out my cock. She licked her palm then clutched my cock and slowly stroked my hard shaft. She smiled as I moaned and asked, ""Does that feel better?"
"Uh-huh," I hissed once again steering back into my own lane.
With her free hand she pulled aside the saturated material of her thong and slipped her middle finger into her soggy slit. She pressed her palm against her agitated clitoris. Her voice was thick and trembled with lust as she said, "I'm so wet. I'm in need of your hard cock, Honey."
I slowed the car in front of our house and pushed the garage door opener. Pulling into the garage I hit the button again to close the overhead door. The car's interior light blinded me when my wife opened her door and stepped out. I put my cock back in my trousers and got out of the car.
Teresa practically sprinted around the front of the car and met me between the headlights. She unzipped her dress and threw it aside then hopped on the hood of the car. Lying with her back on warm hood she panted, "Fuck me...fuck me, right here...right now."
"Baby, you're so beautiful," I said, my voice trembled with a husky heat. I pulled her thong down her quivering thighs then stood between her spread legs. I unzipped my trousers, pulled out my cock and stabbed it into her sizzling snatch. With a single thrust I packed myself completely into her cunt. I groaned, "Your pussy feels so good, Baby."
"Cock... hard...good," she stuttered enthusiastically. Her eyes widened as her pussy convulsed around my cock with an abrupt orgasm. Closing her eyes, she wailed in release.
My wife's cunt squeezed my cock like it was a velvety vice. I curled my toes and fought my own urge to cum. I rasped, "Teresa, my love, your pussy is so receptive."
Only half-recovered, she muttered with urgency, "Fuck me, Honey. Fuck me hard."
With that kind of encouragement I pummeled her pussy to a pleasurable pulp. Thrusting with animal-like lust I set a frantic pace that made her breasts bounce around her torso.
"Ah," bleated Teresa with each powerful thrust of my cock. It brought contact between my pubic bone and her exposed clit. Each connection sent an electrical charge of pleasure surging through her body.
Approaching orgasm, I buried my cock into her pussy. I looked deeply into my wife's eyes as my bloated balls contracted and blasted their load. I groaned, "Cumming!"
"Fill my pussy," Teresa encouraged, "fill my pussy with your cum, Honey."
Spent, I practically fell on top of my wife. Once I recovered, I pushed myself up off of her. I helped her slip off the car hood and stand on wobbly legs. Playfully, I patted her bare ass then handed her clothes to her. I declared, "I love you Teresa. I love you, so much."
"I love you too, Honey. Let's go fuck in the shower," she suggested with an impish grin.
We raced through the house without turning on the lights up. Her buttocks jiggled as she stomped up the stairs. Grabbing her, I sucked a hickey on her butt-cheek while she squealed with delight. Breaking free, she rushed down the hall giggling. Reaching the shower door first, she stuck her tongue out at me like a kid who just tagged home base.
Warm water darkened her blonde hair to match her pubs. Water beaded on her luscious breasts and streamed down her belly to disappear between her thighs. She kissed me passionately. Turning, she grasped the shower head and rising up on her tip-toes, she looked over her shoulder and said, "Ready to fuck me again, Honey?"
"I sure am," I groaned penetrating her pussy.
Teresa took the initiative and swiveled her hips rapidly up and down on my hard cock. Changing the rotation of her hips with a giggle she did figure-eights on my cock. Groaning, I squeezed her big breasts like they were ripe fruit.
"Pinch my nipples," she ordered. "Hard but, not too hard."
I complied and she squealed with pleasure. Thrusting into her pussy urgently, I growled and groaned in my own rapture. My hands slid from her breasts down to her hips. I used them to support myself as I leveraged my cock in and out of her.
At the breakneck pace I was going Teresa knew I was going to cum again and soon. She reached between her thighs and diddled her clit with passionate purpose. She chattered confused syllables of lust, "Fuck good... hard cock."
"I love you, Baby. I love you," I growled.
She screamed in ecstasy when I penetrated her puckered butthole with my finger clear to my second knuckle. Her pussy convulsed and then erupted with frothy ejaculate which splattered with a wallop on the shower floor.
The spasms of her cunt clutched at my cock and sent me over the top. I pushed into her as far as I could and unloaded cum yet again into the depths of her pussy. My cock was buried so far into her that I had actually lifted her off her feet by my cock. With her quim quivering and quaking around my spewing pecker I shook my head from side to side as a kaleidoscope of lights shot through my brain with dizzying delight.
The next morning I served Teresa breakfast in bed. "Get up Sleepy-head, it's late." I put the tray in her lap and pulled a chair next to the bed. "How are you feeling, Baby?"
"I never slept better and I'm famished." Tucking a blonde strain of hair behind her ear she questioned, "Waffles and soda for breakfast?"
"It's brunch and we're out of coffee," I snickered throwing open the curtains inviting the bright Saturday sunshine to invade the bedroom.
Picking up her fork she said, "I feel a cavity coming on just looking at it."
"Bon appétit," I said sitting down in the chair and picking up my own fork.
As we ate, we chatted about last night. Teresa swallowed a bite of waffle and said, "Honey, you were magnificent last night. I haven't had so many orgasms since our honeymoon." Taking a sip of soda she added, "Correct that, I had more orgasms last night, since you were still figuring out how to fuck me correctly on our honeymoon."
"Fuck you," I retorted with a laugh.
"You sure did."
I asked her, "What got into you last night? You were super-horny? Were you fantasying about Leo while I was fucking you?"
Teresa stopped chewing and looked at me thoughtfully. Shaking her head she said, "No, I wasn't thinking about Leo, but I have to admit, he did get me warmed up." Chuckling, she added, "He was grinding his big cock so hard into me, I thought I was going to cum right on the dance floor..."
Not expecting that revelation I choked for several seconds on my last bite. I wiped my mouth with my hand then chugged a swig of soda. I grimaced and asserted, "I knew that son-of..."
"Honey, I'm sorry... I know I let him go a little too far but, I was having such a good time. I was enjoying his attention and the fact I was turning him on...me a mother of three was turning on this young stud. I'm sorry I just got carried away. I stopped dancing with him when I realized I was getting carried away."
Teresa reached for my hand and gave it a sincere and reassuring squeeze before adding, "You know I love you. Are you angry with me?"
Shaking my head I said, "No, I have to admit I was uncomfortable watching you on the dance floor with Leo but, at the same, I was glad that you were having such a good time. It was weird, I guess mixed emotions but, I knew you'd be going home with me not him and that made me real happy. I love you, Teresa."
She leaned over and gave me a kiss that was sweetened with syrup and soda. She smiled and whispered soft and low, "I love, Honey. I love you so much. Thanks for not being angry about last night and allowing me to have a good time."
"I did encourage you to dress risqué. I did challenge you to be more daring and in the end I had a good time too." Cocking an eyebrow I asked, "If you weren't fantasying about Leo then what is your fantasy?
Teresa looked at me intently and then frowned unsure if she should continue. After a long sigh she shrugged and said, "Well, I think I'd like to try a threesome."
Laughing I sputtered, "That's one of my fantasies too. What woman do you have in mind? Joyce from your gym is real hot."
"Not another woman, Silly, another man," chuckled Teresa coyly.
Disappointed I said, "Oh. So you want Leo to join us in bed?"
"Maybe, would you be jealous? What do you think about a threesome with a guy?"
Weaving my hand through my hair, I said with a lowered voice, "I hadn't ever thought about sharing you with another man before..."
"You didn't seem to be too jealous last night when I was dancing with-"
With an impatient snort I interrupted, "I wasn't overly jealous because I knew you'd be going home with me not him but, there's a huge difference between dancing and fucking."
"True but, in a threesome you would be an active participate not a passive observer," she countered with her blue eyes sparkling.
"When did adding another guy to our bed become your fantasy?"
With a throaty laugh, she squeezed my hand and said, "It's just been in the back of mind for a long time. Back when I was in college, I walked-in on my roommate and two guys. She was sucking her boyfriend's cock while his best friend was fucking her like there was no tomorrow. I'll never forget the ecstatic expression on her face, as she was skewered like meat on a rotisserie between those two horny guys, it was one of pure unadulterated sexual bliss."
"Wow," I muttered with a dry mouth.
"Yeah, I know. I asked her about it later, she said that the attention of those two studs gave her drove her to heights of ecstasy she had never felt before and the orgasms she experienced were so intense, she actually passed out from the pleasure."
"Wow, why..." my mouth was so dry I had to clear my throat to continue, "why haven't you mentioned this before?"
"I don't know, we both have been pretty sexually content. I hadn't thought about it until just now really. Last night between you convincing me to dress so risqué and with Leo grinding on me, I haven't been so sexually stimulated or satisfied in a long time. It just stirred those dormant memories."
"Baby, inviting someone else, man or woman into our bed is quite a step. We should think-"
Before I could finish my thought, Teresa put her fingers to my lips and shushed me. She had me put the breakfast tray over on the dresser and I complied with her request. When I turned back around my mouth fell open in surprise.
My wife had pulled a vibrator out of her night stand drawer. It had an enlarged egg shaped head that when focused on the G-spot that was supposed to produce explosive orgasms. Blushing, she shrugged then looked me in the eye and with a voice trembling with excitement she said, "I want to try an experiment. Let's pretend that this is Leo's cock. Drop your robe and come here."
Lying flat on her back she dangled her head over the edge of the bed. Twisting the base of the pink plastic phallus she engaged its lowest speed. Then she moved the enlarged head of the vibrator slowly around her nethers. Increasing the speed of the sex toy, she applied various pressures to her clit. It must have felt good because she whimpered, "Uh, uh, uh."
Glancing at me with glassy eyes, she beckoned me to the bed and said, "Honey, I'm going to give you the best blowjob ever."
I dropped my robe and it puddled around my feet. My body towered over my wife as she guided my cock into her open mouth. It skimmed along her tongue past her epiglottis and down her gullet. I groaned as she swallowed my entire length, enjoying the tightness of her throat and the reverberation of her forced breath against my cock. With a husky voice, I choked, "Ah, that feels so good."
Teresa moaned her pleasure as I took both her breasts, a breast in each hand and gave them affectionate squeezes. She reached between her spread legs and slipped the enlarged tip of vibrator slowly inside her pussy. Her eyes widen in stunned disbelief as her cunt convulsed around the plastic counterfeit cock in sudden climax. She shut her eyes tight as her body shook. Around my cock, she sobbed a muffled wail, "Wah! Wah!"
After a moment of recovery, Teresa simulated sexual intercourse by sliding the sex toy in and out of her slick snatch. She arched her hips up at the fake phallus pretending it was Leo's cock fucking her wet pussy. Pushing the vibrator a little deeper into her pussy, she located her G-spot with the wide egg-shaped head and groaned her gratification. Quickly, she twisted the base of the vibrator dialing up the intensity of the pulsations that resonated throughout her gushing gash.
I began to thrust my cock in and out of her mouth. Immediately, she drove the droning dildo into the depths of her cunt in time to my cock fucking her face. My bloated balls banged a staccato against her forehead.
Soon enough, the inevitable buildup occurred. My thrusts became quicker and their depth fluctuated from shallow to deep then back to shallow. After a few more passionate thrusts into my wife's mouth, I pulled my cock completely out of it and stroked myself furiously.
"Cum for me, Honey," panted Teresa. She diddled her clit with demonic endeavor while the vibrator buzzed against her G-spot until a toe-curling orgasm was delivered. Her climax exploded and she screamed with agonized release, "Yes, Leo, Yes!"
I hooted as cum shot from my cock and splattered on Teresa's massive mammary. My wife howled again as her quim quivered around the vibrator with yet another climax. There is nothing more wonderful than mutual orgasm.
But my mind was battered by conflicting emotions, anger and fear wrestled with the fact that our mutual orgasms were the result of my wife pretending her vibrator was Leo's cock, another man's cock. Shaking my head to clear the confusion, I recovered. I kissed my wife and said, "I don't think I have ever cum with such intensity."
"I can tell, Honey, that's a lot of cum." She giggled surveying the amount of cum covering her breasts. A pleased expression colored her face. Rubbing her lower belly, she added, "You know I enjoyed myself too. I can't remember the last time I had three orgasms in a row. I think I like being multi-orgasmic."
Later that day, when I came home from work I found Teresa in our bedroom posing in front of the mirror. She was trying to take a picture of herself with her smartphone. The flash made her jerk and spoiled the image. Stamping her foot she cursed, "Damn it, not again."
But it wasn't her activity that made my mouth fall open, it was her attire. She was wearing an ultra-sexy blue fishnet teddy with a halter neck and a thong back. The fishnet fabric followed every seductive curve and was sheer enough to reveal that my wife had completely shaved her sweet pussy.
"Whatcha doing?" I asked with a soft shaky voice.
Startled she jumped and in a reflexive gesture she clutched her chest. Her voice reflected her agitation, "Oh it's you." Then calmer she added, "Honey, you scared me."
"Sorry about that, but what are doing?"
"I'm trying to take a photo, but the flash keeps blinding me, so I ruin the picture."
"Why are you trying to photograph yourself?"
Twisting her mouth sourly, she said, "Don't get mad, I'm texting it to Leo."
"Leo?" My voice raised an octave and I crossed my arms over my chest. Tartly I asked, "Why are you texting Leo anything, let alone a photo of yourself dressed so risqué?"
"I knew you would react this way, that's why I wanted to do it before you got home."
"So now you're sneaking behind my back..."
Shaking her head, Teresa tenderly touched my face like a rider calming a colt ready to bolt. With a soothing voice she coaxed, "After all the great sex we've been having and based on our conversation this morning, I texted Leo to see if he might be interested in joining us."
"And, how did you get his cell number?" I snapped.
"He inputted into my phone last night when we were dancing. Anyway, we texted back and forth several times today," Teresa looked at the floor then pursed her lips and confessed, "The texts got flirtier as we went along and Leo got bolder. Anyway, he asked me to text him a naked picture of myself."
I felt my pulse elevate. I seethed through clenched teeth, "And, you were going to do it?"
"No, Silly, I couldn't pose nude. I don't know him that well yet," Teresa's soothing voice cut through my anger as she caressed my cheek again. "That's why I bought this new teddy."
"Well, it's so sheer you might as well be naked," I spat back incredulously waving my hand at her figure, "I can see right through it and you shaved your pussy for him too."
"Well the photo is for Leo and he mentioned he liked a woman with a shaved pussy. Honey, don't look at me that way. I know you've been trying to get me to shave my snatch for a while. I'm sorry, isn't it enough that I shaved it? I guess I should have said something to you about contacting Leo before I just did it. I was so excited after this morning. I just wanted to see if he might be interested in joining us."
Sighing heavily, I said, "Baby, I'm just as thrilled with the wonderful sex we've had the in past twenty-four hours. It's been better than our honeymoon. And, I am game for a threesome with a guy if you want to try it. I just don't want to be on the sidelines like some kind of cuckold."
"I'm sorry Honey, I really am," she said smiling then handing me the phone she added, "and since you want to be included, take my picture."
Sighing again, I took the smartphone from Teresa. With more than a little trepidation, I pointed it at her while she struck a seductive pose, even puckering her lips. Centering my wife's body in the picture frame I clicked the phone's shutter and handed it back to her.
"You cut off my head, Silly," she observed with a frown.
"I sure did. We don't know what Leo might do with it, you don't want a picture of you in that outfit making the rounds on the Internet do you?"
"You're right, Honey." Teresa smiled broadly at me.
Turning her attention back to the phone she tapped the keyboard. Just before she hit the send button she looked at me and said, "Just so you know, Ken, I love you very much."
"I love you too," I rasped with emotion as my wife's naughty photo made its way through the ether to Leo. Sitting next to her on the bed I nuzzled her neck. I was about to kiss her when her phone's ringtone sounded.
"It's Leo." She immediately picked up the phone and answered it. "You're welcome Leo. I’m so glad you like the photo."
While Teresa talked on the phone, I blew on her neck and squeezed her large heavy breasts. Her nipples hardened to dagger points and threatened to poke right through the sheer material of her teddy. She gasped into the phone as I teased the rosy bud of her nipple between my fingers. The see-through material did nothing to impend my tongue as I lashed the tip of her nipple with it.
She giggled into the phone, "Nothing's wrong Leo, my husband is just teasing me. Oh, yeah he's right here. Let me put you on speaker."
"Hey, Dude," Leo's voice came through the phone's speaker.
Pulling myself from Teresa's tremendous titties, I said, "Hi, Leo."
"Thanks for sharing your wife's photo. She's definitely one hot MILF."
"What's a MILF?" I asked unsure of the term.
Leo replied, "You know, Mother I'd Like to Fuck, MILF."
"You'd like to fuck me, Leo?" asked my wife before I could object to the younger man's raunchiness. Her voice trembled with excitement.
"I'd love to fuck you. In fact, I fucked you so good you'd be walking bow-legged afterwards with a big grin on your face."
"Leo you better shut..."
Teresa cut me off with a stern look. Then smiling at me, she said into the phone, "That sound's very exciting, Leo. My husband and I were just talking about asking you to join us in a threesome."
"A threesome? With a dude? I don't about that..."
In that moment, I knew Leo was more interested in cuckolding me than in a threesome. I started to object, but Teresa glared at me so I kept silent.
Reaching into her nightstand she extracted her vibrator then said, "Leo, I want to try an experiment. Pull up my picture on your phone and take out your cock." Looking at me, Teresa suggested, "Why don't you get my pussy ready to fuck, Honey?"
Dazed by my wife's uncharacteristic sexual aggressiveness, I dropped to my knees in front of her. Reaching between her thighs, I pulled the sheer material from her crotch as she raised her hips. The teddy clung to her wet cunt. With a jerk it came loose exposing her pretty pussy. Her labia glistened from her own excitement. She was giving Leo a play-by-play of what I was doing to her and instructing him not to beat off just yet.
I spread Teresa's legs revealing the wonders of her pussy. Inhaling her aroma, I buried my face between her open legs. I heard her moan as I probed her drenched interior with my tongue. I glanced up at her and caught her tugging her hard nipples. I worked a finger into her soaked snatch and soon the room was filled with the wet swooshing sound of my digit machine-gunning in and out of her cunt for Leo's audio pleasure.
"Feels good...Honey...feels so good," she mumbled in ecstasy.
I trailed my tongue through her slit passing wetly over her taint. I found her anus and teased it with light feather-like flicks of my tongue. Suddenly, I jammed my thumb up her asshole. Hearing Teresa groan a protest, I gently bite her clit. The sudden pleasure of pain pushed her over the top and she orgasm.
"Pussy....cum...pussy...cum!" Teresa wailed as she slapped her thighs together trapping my head between them. Her cunt contracted so hard around my finger I thought she might break it. After recovering she released my head, I looked up at my wife from between her legs. She returned my gaze and mouthed a silent, "Thank you."
"Wow!" Leo's unnaturally flat voice came through the speaker.
"Yeah, I know. My husband has a talented tongue. I'm ready to fuck now." Teresa responded as she scooted into my lap, her back to my belly. She grabbed my hard cock and pointed it at her butthole, well lubricated with my slobber and the excitement that had leaked from her cunt. She spoke at the phone, "I'm taking my husband’s cock up my ass, leaving my pussy for you, Leo."
He groaned and the sounds of smacking flesh announced he was pleasuring himself.
"Not yet, Leo, not yet, my Lover, I'll tell you when," Teresa dictated.
Teresa grimaced and clutched my arms as the head of my cock penetrated her ass. Hissing like a steam engine she sank down on my cock until she was fully impaled upon it. Once the pain was replaced with pleasure, my wife told Leo it was like seating on a fence post.
"Your ass is so tight...Baby...feels so....so good." I stuttered with a husky voice. A familiar mechanical buzz echoed from my wife's vibrator.
A moan of pleasure escaped Teresa as she slipped the egg shaped tip of the vibrator slowly inside her pussy. After a moment, she simulated intercourse by sliding the droning dildo in and out of her slick snatch. She huffed, "Now Leo, my Lover, pretend it's my pussy wrapped around your cock not your hand."
I felt the droning dildo's vibrations reverberate against my cock through my wife's innards. I choked with pleasure, "Geez."
"This is so hot," panted Leo through the speaker as he flogged himself.
Soon Teresa located her G-spot with the sex toy and twisted the base of the vibrator, dialing up the intensity. Sensuous shockwaves of pleasure raced through her core as the vibrator hummed against one side of her G-spot while my stone hard cock pressed against the other side. She huffed, "I...love...it."
"I love you," I said as I gently but firmly tugged on her nipples while squeezing her breasts.
She diddled her clit with fiendish fervor until orgasm was achieved. Her climax exploded and her cunt contorted and contracted around the humming device still imbedded deep within her. She screamed with agonized release, "Yeessssssssss!"
"Ahhhhh!" I cried out in turn. Sent over the top by my wife's orgasm, I blasted shotgun like spurts of cum deep into her innards.
"I'm...cum....cumming," Leo stuttered as he jerked himself.
Teresa pulled the still humming vibrator from her gratified gash. Turning it off, she let it drop to the floor. Grimacing, she pulled herself off of my softening cock. She said, "Wow, I had no idea three people could have a mutual orgasm."
"It was definitely a whole new experience of pleasure for me," concurred Leo.
Teresa’s voiced reflected the gratification she had just experienced, "That was so beautiful. I'll call you tomorrow, Lover. I'm glad you enjoyed our experimental phone threesome."
Hearing the clicks of shutting cellphones, I looked into my wife's satisfied face and pulled it to mine. I caressed her lips with a kiss then whispered, "I love you. You are so beautiful when you cum. I love watching you cum."
My suspicions about Leo were confirmed the next day when he contacted Teresa and said he'd love to take her out but he didn't feel like he could participate in an actual threesome. My wife was disappointed, but suggested that if she went out with Leo alone a couple of times, she was sure she could convince him to join us in a three-way. I objected and she let the matter drop for now. I knew Leo had planted an idea in my wife's head and it would only be a matter of time before she acted on it, with or without my permission. I had to find someone else to fulfill her fantasy before irreparable harm was done to our marriage.
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