Thursday, August 21st, 2008
He came again tonight
It's 20 past midnight Thurs morning as I write this and I'm still up because I can't sleep after an unexpected visit from Jerry tonight.
He's on a roll at the moment and his and Anna's performance tonight was quite something.
He arrived at 8pm, unannounced, and just after Anna and I had both just showered, which was great timing. Fortunately the kids had had an early night.
As soon as she had his trousers around his ankles in the bedroom we could both see that Anna was in for something special. She'd commented on his hardness and size after their meeting without me on Monday morning, but tonight he'd changed up a gear again.
Jerry's cock is hefty. That's a good word for it. Not overly long - maybe 7.5 inches - but very chunky, especially at the base. So even when he's very hard I think it's difficult for his cock to overcome the inevitability of gravity. We never see it go above the horizontal.
Tonight was different. As soon as it was free of his pants his cock was twitching, bouncing, veins straining, and visibly even bigger than usual. He was on a mission to fuck.
Anna only got a moment to suck him briefly, sitting on the edge of the bed as he stood between her knees, before he pushed her back on the bed, crawled on top of her and piled his meat into her waiting wet hole.
She gave a wonderful long breathy gasp as his hips sank down on top of hers, and his supercock disappeared inside her.
They got straight into a wonderful deep grinding motion that went on for 3 or 4 minutes before I heard the unmistakable quickening of Anna's breathing, punctuated with exclamations of, "Yes!", "That's sooo good", and "Oh GOD!", before she pleaded "Pleeeease fuck me now!" and he started the deepest, hardest thrusting I've seen him give her since that incredible encounter in October last year that still sticks in our minds.
She came with a racket that was undoubtedly heard by any of our neighbours who happened to be outside in their gardens on this mild summer evening. I've often thought how proud of the noise Anna makes when Jerry makes her cum, just in case anyone's listening and thinking, "That guy really knows how to pleasure his wife."
Anna assures me that she goes just as wild when I give her a big one, but somehow it always seems bigger, louder, better, when I'm watching from a few feet away!
Anna hadn't cum on Monday when she fucked Jerry at his office, so he joked that they were now even for this week.
He then climbed off, turned her over and started giving her a dogfuck to remember, which culminated in him dumping his big load into her. He loves cumming in her in that position.
I've posted a nice little pic of him resting inside her just after that magic moment here. (Very good forum, by the way.)
We had a lovely rest and chat together for half an hour after their first fuck, me spooned up behind Annabel as she stroked Jerry's arm, thigh and balls.
Before long she was getting the urge to suck him hard again, so as she kneeled on the bed with his rapidly unsoftening cock between her lips, I lay down under her and used my own lips and tongue on her cum-dripping pussy, making her moan and grind her hips. At one point she pressed her pussy opening down hard on my mouth and pushed the remains of Jerry's cum delivery down so that it squirted into the back of my throat. Very hot... in every sense.
Jerry gets off on seeing me and Anna in action and his hard-on was growing in her mouth. She rolled off me and lay on her back again, legs wide, looking up at him longingly. He didn't hesitate to dive bak on top of her and resume his role as her number one rutting partner! They fucked and pounded and ground away whilst I couldn't keep my hands of my hotwife's writhing body, stroking her pumping thighs, holding her hand, tweaking her rings, running my fingers down around Jerry's cock as it stroked in and out of her engorged pussy lips.
All of a sudden, Jerry was off her and offering her to me as she lay there, panting, legs parted, glowing and glistening with sweat. I thanked him for giving her back to me and then climbed on. She was desperate to have a cock inside her but I hovered above her for a moment, smiling down at her beautiful face, as she groped around to grasp my twitching cock and guide it into her wanton hole.
We fucked like animals, enjoying the knowledge that her lover was watching. I was banging her as hard as I know how, she was moaning and urging me on. I whispered in her ear, "Look at him when you cum, look at him when you cum..." and as she built up inexorably to another devastating climax I could see her looking over to the right where Jerry was standing, arms folded, grinning at the show of lust and passion we were giving him.
She shouted "Fuck me! Fuck me!" in my ear as she came, emitting a wild sort of rhythmic growling in time with my thrusts, then turned her head to look at him again as she started to come down. I was pouring into her by this point, the result of the pent up sexual energy derived from watching my wife mate with her alpha lover earlier. "See what you do to us?" she asked him as we both settled down into a warm cuddle, our heads pressed to one another, giggling slightly every once in a while as we recovered our breath.
Jerry never follows me in Anna. Not sure why. He's missing the extreme pleasure of slippery seconds! He disappeared for a shower as Anna and I held each other close and kissed, enjoying the tastes of her and him on our faces.
After Jerry had gone, we shared a bottle of wine and reflected. Anna always knows when she's had a particularly good fucking from Jerry when she feels a particularly strong emotional attachment to immediately after he's left. It's only happened four or five times of the 13 encounters they've now had, but it marks out those times when he really moves her; when the pleasure goes beyond the pure physical and invokes her female instinct to bond with her mate. That happened tonight. She confessed to feeling a little lost without him after he'd gone. It passes after an our or so. Every time.
It's a reminder that despite the extraordinary and extreme pleasure we derive from this lifestyle, we're playing with fire. And sometimes Anna's asbestos gloves slip for a moment... but our openness with each other is the best protection from lust becoming love.
Enough with the serious stuff. Life's a blast. Sometimes this stuff is so good I find myself wondering why more people aren't doing it. Perhaps they are...
Ben
PS Anna's promised her own account of her solo session with Jerry on Monday morning. Not sure if it's worth it after tonight's awesome encounter. What do you think?
He's on a roll at the moment and his and Anna's performance tonight was quite something.
He arrived at 8pm, unannounced, and just after Anna and I had both just showered, which was great timing. Fortunately the kids had had an early night.
As soon as she had his trousers around his ankles in the bedroom we could both see that Anna was in for something special. She'd commented on his hardness and size after their meeting without me on Monday morning, but tonight he'd changed up a gear again.
Jerry's cock is hefty. That's a good word for it. Not overly long - maybe 7.5 inches - but very chunky, especially at the base. So even when he's very hard I think it's difficult for his cock to overcome the inevitability of gravity. We never see it go above the horizontal.
Tonight was different. As soon as it was free of his pants his cock was twitching, bouncing, veins straining, and visibly even bigger than usual. He was on a mission to fuck.
Anna only got a moment to suck him briefly, sitting on the edge of the bed as he stood between her knees, before he pushed her back on the bed, crawled on top of her and piled his meat into her waiting wet hole.
She gave a wonderful long breathy gasp as his hips sank down on top of hers, and his supercock disappeared inside her.
They got straight into a wonderful deep grinding motion that went on for 3 or 4 minutes before I heard the unmistakable quickening of Anna's breathing, punctuated with exclamations of, "Yes!", "That's sooo good", and "Oh GOD!", before she pleaded "Pleeeease fuck me now!" and he started the deepest, hardest thrusting I've seen him give her since that incredible encounter in October last year that still sticks in our minds.
She came with a racket that was undoubtedly heard by any of our neighbours who happened to be outside in their gardens on this mild summer evening. I've often thought how proud of the noise Anna makes when Jerry makes her cum, just in case anyone's listening and thinking, "That guy really knows how to pleasure his wife."
Anna assures me that she goes just as wild when I give her a big one, but somehow it always seems bigger, louder, better, when I'm watching from a few feet away!
Anna hadn't cum on Monday when she fucked Jerry at his office, so he joked that they were now even for this week.
He then climbed off, turned her over and started giving her a dogfuck to remember, which culminated in him dumping his big load into her. He loves cumming in her in that position.
I've posted a nice little pic of him resting inside her just after that magic moment here. (Very good forum, by the way.)
We had a lovely rest and chat together for half an hour after their first fuck, me spooned up behind Annabel as she stroked Jerry's arm, thigh and balls.
Before long she was getting the urge to suck him hard again, so as she kneeled on the bed with his rapidly unsoftening cock between her lips, I lay down under her and used my own lips and tongue on her cum-dripping pussy, making her moan and grind her hips. At one point she pressed her pussy opening down hard on my mouth and pushed the remains of Jerry's cum delivery down so that it squirted into the back of my throat. Very hot... in every sense.
Jerry gets off on seeing me and Anna in action and his hard-on was growing in her mouth. She rolled off me and lay on her back again, legs wide, looking up at him longingly. He didn't hesitate to dive bak on top of her and resume his role as her number one rutting partner! They fucked and pounded and ground away whilst I couldn't keep my hands of my hotwife's writhing body, stroking her pumping thighs, holding her hand, tweaking her rings, running my fingers down around Jerry's cock as it stroked in and out of her engorged pussy lips.
All of a sudden, Jerry was off her and offering her to me as she lay there, panting, legs parted, glowing and glistening with sweat. I thanked him for giving her back to me and then climbed on. She was desperate to have a cock inside her but I hovered above her for a moment, smiling down at her beautiful face, as she groped around to grasp my twitching cock and guide it into her wanton hole.
We fucked like animals, enjoying the knowledge that her lover was watching. I was banging her as hard as I know how, she was moaning and urging me on. I whispered in her ear, "Look at him when you cum, look at him when you cum..." and as she built up inexorably to another devastating climax I could see her looking over to the right where Jerry was standing, arms folded, grinning at the show of lust and passion we were giving him.
She shouted "Fuck me! Fuck me!" in my ear as she came, emitting a wild sort of rhythmic growling in time with my thrusts, then turned her head to look at him again as she started to come down. I was pouring into her by this point, the result of the pent up sexual energy derived from watching my wife mate with her alpha lover earlier. "See what you do to us?" she asked him as we both settled down into a warm cuddle, our heads pressed to one another, giggling slightly every once in a while as we recovered our breath.
Jerry never follows me in Anna. Not sure why. He's missing the extreme pleasure of slippery seconds! He disappeared for a shower as Anna and I held each other close and kissed, enjoying the tastes of her and him on our faces.
After Jerry had gone, we shared a bottle of wine and reflected. Anna always knows when she's had a particularly good fucking from Jerry when she feels a particularly strong emotional attachment to immediately after he's left. It's only happened four or five times of the 13 encounters they've now had, but it marks out those times when he really moves her; when the pleasure goes beyond the pure physical and invokes her female instinct to bond with her mate. That happened tonight. She confessed to feeling a little lost without him after he'd gone. It passes after an our or so. Every time.
It's a reminder that despite the extraordinary and extreme pleasure we derive from this lifestyle, we're playing with fire. And sometimes Anna's asbestos gloves slip for a moment... but our openness with each other is the best protection from lust becoming love.
Enough with the serious stuff. Life's a blast. Sometimes this stuff is so good I find myself wondering why more people aren't doing it. Perhaps they are...
Ben
PS Anna's promised her own account of her solo session with Jerry on Monday morning. Not sure if it's worth it after tonight's awesome encounter. What do you think?
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