Mag-log inMu Wife Became The Stripper (4)She looked at me this time with that drunken, wild-eyed, horny look I had seen before. It had been years, but I knew she wanted to fuck.She stood and turned to sit on Ben’s lap. She began grinding her pussy against his cock. Ben put his hands on her waist and scooted back so she could really rock against his crotch.She stood again and put his legs together. She straddled him and sat on his legs. She pulled her legs up and over his shoulders. Her knees locked over his shoulders, and she leaned back while supporting herself with her arms. Ben put his hands on her outer thighs as she pulled her legs apart. Ben and I both watched as her pussy parted open. It was glistening, not from the hose but from her juices. She was so turned on that her pussy was oozing with them.She put her hand over her pussy as though she were being bashful, but then gave her clit a quick little rub.She sat back up and pulled her legs off his shoulders, spreading her pussy even
My Wife Became The Stripper (3)“Okay, can we finish our meal now?” Jane said, reaching for her knife and fork with a red face.The table was quiet as everyone kept eating but also kept watching and eyeing my wife’s tits. Jane was apparently enjoying it, as her nipples were hard with excitement.The beers were gone, and Seth was shaking bottles to see if they were all empty.“Here, I’m sorry. I’ll get some more,” Jane said, standing.As she stood, everyone watched, and as she reached across the table to gather the empties, her tits hung in front of everyone. She gathered them all, held them against her chest, and walked to the house.“Fuck, man, those are the sweetest tits. I would love to titty-fuck them and cum on her face,” Seth said.“How much do you think it will take to get her naked?” Ben asked.I had to step in because I knew Jane, and if they even dared her at this point, she would do it.“Guys, I don’t think she was planning on getting naked today. Just flirt, cook a little
Jane came back out with six more beers and bent over at the table to set them down. I hated having suggested sitting down. Even my eyes gravitated to her tits, which, when she bent over, revealed a large amount of cleavage and left them hanging free inside her tube top.She set them down, took one for herself, and walked back over to the grill.“Son of a bitch! Charlie, I can’t believe your wife is allowing you to have this hot little bitch in her house while she is not here,” Seth said.“My gawd, boys, if she does that again, I’m going to get a woody and have to get up and fuck her right here in front of all of you,” Will added.“Too late now,” I said to myself. How could I say anything now and have them think I had deceived them? Any deals would be off for sure. I was just going to have to suffer through this.I looked out at my wife as she continued to suck down her beer. I took a long drink of mine as well. It was going to take some alcohol to get through the day for sure.I tried
“This is important to us!” I said to my wife, Jane.“I know it is, but do you really have to go this far to make them happy?” she asked, not happy with what I had just told her.“They are a bunch of crazy Aussie guys who are into drinking beer and chasing women. They like going to titty bars, and Lord only knows what else, so I want to make sure they have a good time while they are here. It is a big deal for our company,” I tried to explain again.She stood there looking at me and then said, “I understand that, but hiring a stripper to cook your barbecue topless and serve your beers is a little overboard, don’t you think?”“Maybe! But they will love it, and it might get us the biggest contract our small company has ever seen,” I replied, trying to appeal to her business side.“Men!” she said and turned around and walked off.She suddenly stopped, turned around, and asked, “And what am I supposed to do while you guys are gawking at a big-tittied stripper in MY backyard?”“You can go ne
The Christmas That Changed Me (5)I smiled against her pussy lips. I loved the reaction I was getting from her, and I wanted to do more, so I properly knelt before her and focused on the beautiful pussy lips before my face. Amber reached down with one hand and grabbed my hair as her body reacted to my lips and tongue pleasing her.“Jenny, Jenny, Jenny!” she cried out as her legs started to shake.“I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” she cried as her legs started thrusting and shaking.I could taste her release and felt the dripping wet juices flow from deep inside her. I kept softly and slowly licking her pussy as she started to come down from her orgasm, just proud of myself that I had made this beautiful woman cum. But I didn’t stop. I kept licking and sucking all around her pussy and clit, getting myself aroused and soaking wet in the process. I could not believe how much of a turn-on it was to be face-deep in her pussy, making her squirm and moan because of my tongue. I stayed down on her
The Christmas That Changed Me (4)Amber guided my legs open even more and leaned her head in. She kissed from my knees to my panties, up and down my inner thighs as my hands came to rest on the back of her head.I felt her hands slide up and reach my sides again as she grasped the material of my panties. She pulled on them, hinting for me to lift my hips to get them off.As nervous and panicked as I was, I obliged and lifted my hips. Amber stared deeply into my eyes as she slid my panties down my legs until they were completely off.Her mouth went right back to my thighs, while her hands slid up and between my legs, touching my bare pussy for the first time. I gasped when her fingers hit my clit as her mouth seductively kissed and licked its way up. Before I could even say yes or no, or wait, or be concerned, or do anything, Amber’s mouth crashed against my dripping wet pûssy.Her tongue slid up from my slit to my clit in one long, slow, drawn-out lick.My body shook and my heart leap







