Turkish Delight pt.1

On the Friday morning Anne awoke as normal at 7am, I turned over and pretended to go back to sleep. After she’d been showered she returned to get dressed. Expecting me to be asleep she silently opened her knicker drawer and took out a very small pair of white panties. As she lifted her leg to put them on she glanced at my ‘sleeping’ body. Unknown to her I was peeping out of one eye, as I did most mornings. I loved watching her getting dressed – always had done. Perhaps that had been the beginning of my voyeuristic tendencies? She then took out a matching suspender belt and a pair of sheer tan stockings. She looked as gorgeous as the day I met her at school 20 years ago. We are both 36 now. Her slim frame really accentuates her round arse and heavy 34d breasts. I love watching her brush her shoulder length auburn hair. It’s a lot lighter now, her hairdresser sees to that, but when she flicks the fringe into place it always makes me think of the first day that I met her in the corridor at senior school. My cock was like iron. I knew that she must have been going to see him again today.

She continued dressing with a matching bra, a loose black (kilt-type) skirt and a nice white, low cut blouse. Finally combing her hair she smiled into the mirror and went downstairs for breakfast. I fumbled next to the bed for a sock and ‘cracked one out’. It was one of the most satisfying wanks that I’d ever had.

I entered my hiding hole in the flat at 2 p.m., carefully securing the door as before.
Ten minutes later I heard a car drive along the path. Slightly moving the metal shutter I spotted that it was his red car. My heart began thumping as my chest tightened. Just as I’d hoped they parked no more than three or four feet away from the window.

He immediately grabbed Anne’s breast as she looked over her shoulder to check for unwanted visitors. I could see him re-assuring her that there was no one about. She relaxed much quicker this time. I couldn’t believe my eyes as she instigated the first kiss. His hands were all over her lovely breasts as they French-kissed like teenagers. His deft fingers had her blouse unbuttoned in seconds. It looked like he was weighing them as he moved his hand from one tit to the other. As Anne buried her head into his shoulder she whispered something into his ear. His head sprung up and he grinned like a Cheshire Cat. He suddenly forgot about my wife’s luscious tits and lifted her skirt up so that he could see her stocking tops.

His face was a picture as I watched him carefully stroke her nylon-clad legs. I was staggered to see Anne take off her blouse and bra with absolutely no prompting. He hardly noticed as her stockings and suspenders fascinated him. My wife playfully slapped him on the head and fed her tit into his mouth when he looked up. He was like a ‘burglars’ dog in a butchers window’; he didn’t know what to go for first!

He was awkwardly trying to get his hand between her legs but she obviously wanted him to concentrate on her heaving tits. I moved an empty beer crate near to the window so that I could aid my vantagepoint. When I stepped onto it I had a much clearer picture of their antics. I was desperately not wanting to rub my cock to hard or fast but I couldn’t stop myself when Anne raised her left leg and rested her foot on his dashboard making her panty covered pussy available to him. Tony didn’t need telling twice his hand went straight inside her knickers as he sucked her tits. He looked as if he was being rough with her now as his wrist twisted and turned inside the little white pants. He was so worked up I think that he was even biting her nipples making Anne grimace as his fingers must have been deep inside her cunt. 

“I’ve got to stop this!” I crazily thought as I approached an orgasm!

Just as I was about to stop and confront him I clearly heard my wife scream, “YES, YES TONY, YES, HARDER, HARDER TONY ……..YESSSSSsssssssss!” As an intense orgasm made her shake in his arms. I came all over my hand and jeans.

Tony gently kissed her on the lips as he withdrew his hand from her pants. As Anne lay back panting for air he waved three sticky fingers in front of her face then licked them like lollipops.

I gasped when I realised that he had had three fingers up her cunt!

Still licking his fingers clean he fumbled with his belt and jeans with the other hand. With a little bit of shifting position he sat against his door as if to say ‘my turn now’! From my viewpoint I could see that his cock put mine to shame. It looked huge (twice as long as my meagre offering) with an almost black plum shaped knob.
It took Anne a minute to get comfortable, but when she did her pear shaped arse, framed by her suspenders was pointing right at me. Because her legs were spread apart and her knickers were pulled to one side I could see that her cunt was actually dripping ‘love-juice’ onto her stockings as one of her knees was on her seat and the other in the footwell. My cock was still as stiff as before but I still felt sad that I’d never been able to turn her on as much as this. She nearly flung her face onto his dark cock. Slurping and sucking like a woman possessed my wife made Tony giggle with excitement. 

I was rubbing as fast as I could a second time when I thought, “He can’t take much more of this.” At that moment Anne suddenly stopped sucking his cock and threw her head back. I stopped wanking. She excitedly told Tony something. He laughed then cradled her swaying tits as he passionately kissed her.

Anne shuffled back onto her seat as Turkish Tony reclined it for her. Both of them were smiling like teenagers as Anne lifted her legs in the air and pulled her knickers off then lay back on her flat seat. Her pussy glistened from between her nicely trimmed pubes.

My hand returned to my stiff cock as I watched Tony pull his trousers down to his ankles. Anne grabbed his wrist when he tried to get something out of the dashboard. She shook her head and smiled as she whispered something to him. He raised his eyebrows and moved towards her. I swear that she had told him she wanted to feel him cum inside her! My balls ached at the thought.

His cock looked even longer it swung viciously in front of him as he clambered on top oh my wife. It looked complicated but he had obviously done this before. As he positioned himself at her entrance with his hand Anne wrapped her stocking clad legs around his waist and rubbed her feet across his hairy arse and back. 

“Oh God Tony!” I heard her groan through the closed window, “That’s so…so. Big!”
I stopped wanking and placed both of my hands against the wall so that I could get as a close a view as possible. “UGH! UGH!” She grunted as his hairy buttocks banged that big cock inside my wife. 

“Ugh, oh…ooh…aaahhh…ugh!” Anne continued as he increased the speed of his fucking. Turkish Tony was licking and sucking her nipples so hard I thought that she was going to explode as she clung onto him for dear life. Her face was now contorted with pain as his cock knocked the wind out of her.

“Oh oh oh… Tony…faster, faster!” Anne groaned as Tony began licking her ear and whispering something to her.

“I can’t, ugh, ugh,” she panted, “no, no…YES, YES…. It is, it is…your cock is bigger…much, much bigger…oh ooh ugh, FUCK ME! FUCK ME TONY!” My wife screamed as her Turkish lover hammered his huge cock inside her sopping cunt. His face was now buried between her sweaty tits as he fucked her to the edge of orgasm.

“That’s it! THAT’S IT! FUCK ME, FUCK ME, fill me full of your fucking spunk!” Anne screamed at the top of her voice as they both tensed up orgasming at the same time. I had the strangest feeling myself and looked down to see that I had ‘spontaneously erupted’ too onto the window frame.
I looked back at my wife and her lover. They were holding each other in a tender embrace. He then looked at his watch and then disentangled himself from her. Anne lay still for a few moments then I lost count of the number of tissues she used to mop up the flood of sticky cum from her glowing pussy. She playfully pretended to wipe them on his face before she threw them out of her window as usual.

As he pulled his trousers up and moved back into the drivers seat. Tony’s flaccid cock still looked longer and fatter than mine did.

I stood trembling in the darkness as they grinned and chatted while Anne hurriedly put her clothes back on. Tony couldn’t resist the urge for one last feel of her naked tits as she fastened her bra. Then after a quick kiss the car reversed away and I scurried out into the daylight to collect even more sodden tissues.