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Category: Erotic Stories

Author: Bj

Tell me about it
One evening my wife Andrea and I were watching a movie on TV and there was a scene we're the wife was making out in a car with a guy that wasn't her husband.. When the commercial came on Andrea hopped up to get into the kitchen for something to drink. I stayed in the den and hollered to her asking if that scene hit home. She asked what do you mean , we never make out in the car. She then asked if I wanted something to drink. I answered yes please and I wasn't talking about us.

When Andrea came back in the den carrying a couple of cold drinks she asked me what are you talking about? I took my drink and before I took a sip I said that make out scene on the movie ,have you ever done that ? Andrea is a smart lady and she could hear the desperation in my voice. She sat down and crossed her legs giving me a perfect view of one thigh all the way to her butt cheek. Once she saw my eyes move from her legs up to meet hers she said Maybe.

Please tell me about it I said I'm a nearly quivering voice. Well there's many , who do you want to hear about she asked. By many are you saying many guys or just many times I asked. She said well do you remember when I took the hostess job in Marietta? I said yes , when you wore the short uniform. She said yes and I had to wear sheer to the waist coffee color Leggs pantyhose everyday. I loved seeing you in those I told her.

Well so did both Keith and Tim, they both met me before my shift and sent me to work with something. Did they meet you here at the house I asked. No, they aways met me in the parking lot behind the restaurant she said. Did you have to take off your pantyhose I asked. She said no I could just pull them down to my knees and we would fuck then afterwards I would pull them up and work my shift with their cum in my pussy. She added you have eaten eight hour old creamypies before.
I told her that listening to her tell me about her sexual activities gets me so excited that I literally shake with excitement.

I asked to hear her most daring adventure. She made herself comfortable and said well there quite a few but once here are the house when we had a lot of friends over to cook out and swim I was naughty. I got comfortable and said start at the beginning and don't leave out any details. Andrea took a big slip of her drink and while holding it in both hands and looking at the glass she started telling the story. I was wearing that orange bikini and I slipped off with six different guys during the evening and I made each one cum in my pussy.

I asked not all six at once . She laughed and said OH NO. I took them one at a time behind the pool house and I pulled my bikini bottom to one side so they could fuck me standing up. I had to set on my hands because for some reason they were ice cold and in a quivering voice I said who are the six ? Andrea said does it matter , I think it's more exciting that you not know every guy that has been with me since we married. And I hope you remember you literally begged me to start fucking outside of our marriage then once I had a real cock make me orgasm I was hooked.

I assured her that I love our relationship and never want it to change. Andrea told me that she loves only me and that the big cocks are only for fun. I told her that all this talking has made me horny. She asked if I wanted to fuck? I said no I want you to go fuck and bring me home a freshly fucked pussy.. She asked who's cum are you in the mood to eat ? I said surprise me, just make sure to wear nylon panties so none of it leaks out.


I talked to as she showered and shaved her entire pubic area and even touched up around her butthole just in case there was anal action. She put on the tightest nylon panties and a short skirt and t shirt. Just before she slipped on her tennis shoes I asked if she would wear a pair of thigh high stockings. She agreed but only if they were nude colored she didn't want to look desperate out in public. The short skirt covered the stocking tops just right.

An hour after Andrea left she called my cell to thank me for suggesting the stockings and to let me know they were such a hit that she wouldn't be home until tomorrow morning. I told her to have a good time and to tell me about it when she gets home