17-10-2016, 06:00 PM
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My friends and I fuck my hammered wife!
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17-10-2016, 06:04 PM
All credit goes to original writer. I'm simply copying his words and sharing among all of you of course after some editing. It's certainly my favorite one and hope you too appreciate this story. The story goes here as:
Before I start, I think I should give a brief description of my wife, Kacie. She's 26, stands a slim 5'3" 105lbs with flaming long red hair (a true redhead I might add!), blue eyes, and a set of pouting red lips made for cock sucking. She also has a nice firm pair of 38B's that are just asking to be sucked and squeezed. Her bottom half is even better, measuring at a lovely 36 inches with a pussy that is meticulously trimmed to expose her soft and tender cunt lips. Kacie also enjoys giving head and getting fucked doggy style. My wife can be quite submissive at times too. One of my fantasies is to watch my wife serve more than one man at once. The following is what happened a couple of weeks ago. That Friday, my friends, Bobby and Danny invite us out for dinner. On a dare, I had my wife wear a black mini skirt with a dark red top and sexy three-inch black pumps. She also wore a matching set of black satin thong panties and bra with sheer black stockings underneath. With her expertly applied makeup and beautifully done hair she looked like a wet dream. Bobby and Danny met us at the restaurant, and were pleasantly surprised at Kacie's attire. All through dinner, my wife flirted openly with them. I guess she felt pretty secure, since I've known the guys for years, and it was all in fun. After we ate, we decided to all go back to our house to do a little partying. When we got back to our house I rounded up a few drinks and took out some pot that I'd saved for a special occasion while my wife and the guys chatted. I joined them in the living room with the drinks and smoke and we were soon feeling no pain. I was seated on the couch next to my wife, and Danny was sitting on her right. Bobby was in the love seat with his feet kicked up on our coffee table and smoking on the second joint. My wife snuggled up to me as the effects of the pot had started on her because weed had always made her sleepy and horny, and not always in that order. After a few more passes of the joint, Kacie closed her eyes and by the smile on her face she was enjoying the effects of the weed. I guess the combination of drinks and pot had the same effect on the guys, because Danny began to stare intently at my wife's curled up stocking clad legs and round ass. I looked at him and gave him a wink and softly stroked Kacie's ass through the material of her mini. Then gently hiked up her skirt to give him a better view of my wife's satin thong panties. All this time my wife had her head on my lap with her eyes closed. I guess she had passed out from the booze and smoke, since we rarely smoked up. I whispered to the guys that I had a plan if they were game. Danny gave me a nod and Bobby just gave me a devilish smile. I told the guys to wait in the living room while I prepare' the wife for bed. After I carried my sleeping Kacie to bed, I quietly undressed her, since I did not want to wake her. Although I doubted an earthquake would have waken her in her state. I purposely left her stockings, jewelry, and her panties on, because it made her look so much sexier. My cock was already rock solid as I thought of the perverted things the guys and I were going to do to her. A thought crossed my mind... something about memorable moments...ahh, videotape. Almost tripping over myself I ran into my office, grabbed the video equipment, and quickly setup the camera and tripod about 5 feet away from the foot of the bed. Another idea crept into my perverted mind. Kacie and I always had wanted to act out a fantasy where she was 'forced' to perform. I thought this was a perfect opportunity. I went to our dresser and got out several of Kacie's silk scarves, blindfolded my sleeping wife and bound her hands together above her head.
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