Mandmexpressed - Bull & Quean

Anyone had any success posting or even just REBLOGGING porn on here lately?

To define success I mean - avoiding the ban hammer.

We only have two followers so I know not a lot of people will see this or respond to it, but I’ve noticed is almost impossible to pick up followers now without reblogging or posting some sort of fun pictures.

But we also lost our 7 year blog to a ban about 4 months ago after having a reblogging session late in the evening, and I lost a burner account I started Saturday just to see if they’re cracking down as quickly as I had suspected (they are).

I know of two other blogs that have recently been on the wrong end of the hammer, as well.

I still see fun, adult pictures on my feed so surely someone has figured this out?

Branching out

The closer I got to the house, the more doubt crept into my mind.

Me (mumbling to myself) - ‘That was too easy, it went too well.’

I’m a very cynical person, by nature, so in the moment I really enjoyed everything because my wife insisted that I do just that. I’ve spent years at tons of personal training trying to do better about living ‘in the moment’ instead of ‘looking on to the next.’ However, I had done enough research on the lifestyle and the way things usually go to know that the events of the last three hours reeked of ‘bullshit.’

I pulled up, parked the car, and closed the gate. I saw my wife in the back door window, standing there in lingerie nightwear waiting for me.

Her (opening the door, our two dogs bounding out) - ‘Tell. Me. Fucking. Everything.’ Me - ‘I will. But first, you have to tell me the truth.’ Her - ‘What the fuck does that mean?’ Me - ‘(Wife’s name) I know I’m 10 years younger than you, but I’m not stupid and I’d like to believe that’s one of the big reasons you jumped into this relationship. Either you knew Sam, (other woman’s name), or both - which is it?’ Her (sighing) - ‘I mean, I know (other woman’s name) because we both are in the same profession and we hooked up. I don’t know Sam, at all, but yes I’ve been around the other woman.’ Me - ‘No, not good enough. Even if everyone at that table was in the lifestyle, there’s no way a woman would take just some guy - none of her other friends - into a backroom at a bar and play pre-mediated sex games with him. It was planned.’ Me (sternly) - ‘Spill it.’ Her (exasperated) - ‘OK... OK!’ Her - ‘I don’t know where to start.’ Me - ‘Did you know Sam?’ Her - ‘No, (other woman’s name) texted me to say that you were flirting with the bartender, who she knew in the lifestyle, and it was hot. But neither of us really know her, no.’ Me - ‘So that was real. Tell me about the setup.’ Her - ‘I knew you were nervous and still getting your feet underneath you, so I texted (other woman’s name) and asked her to meet you there and play backup if you fell short.’ Me - ‘Still too convenient, and clearly she wasn’t going to play backup. How did you know she would agree?’ Her - ‘Well, I knew she was in the lifestyle.’ Me - ‘How?’ Her - ‘I mean...’ Me - ‘You know I’m going to get the truth.’ Her - ‘Fine, FINE. She and I used to hook up very regularly. I knew she was in the lifestyle and she very much wanted me to get into it, but I just wasn’t interested in it at the time - I wasn’t comfortable with my sexuality as a whole, and she was enough.’ Me - ‘(Wife’s name), hooking up with someone regularly isn’t crazy or worth lying over. What’s the real deal here?’ Her (sighing) - ‘You know when I spoke about hooking up at the pool? Well, there was more to it.’ Her - ‘So a friend of (other woman’s name) in the lifestyle does real estate, and a family friend of hers had very quickly moved to Texas - just out of the blue. They had this gorgeous multi-million dollar house with a killer pool, and she invited everyone to a ‘lifestyle open house’ as her friend had it listed and agreed.’ Her - ‘It was an early evening thing, so she and I dressed to kill. You know my look - fancy lingerie, tight dress, tits out, hair done, expensive jewelry. Honestly, if she and I didn’t fuck that night I knew I was going to get laid somehow.’ Her - ‘So we get there, but I wasn’t told it was all lifestyle people, and honestly when we arrived they all looked just like normal people - but as the alcohol flowed I could tell something was different. People were REALLY touchy-feely, with some women even having their tits exposed and some guys with their cocks out.’ Her - ‘I confronted her, asked her if it was a lifestyle deal. She confessed, and apologized, but told me that we didn’t have to do anything I wasn’t comfortable with. Just keep having a few drinks.’ Me - ‘What did you choose to do?’ Her - ‘I chose to keep having drinks.’ Me - ‘Knowing something was going to happen.’ Her - ‘Exactly, which is why I was kind of embarrassed but honestly just talking about it with you isn’t so bad.’ Me - ‘So what happened next?’ Her - ‘I had more drinks and started to really take in the people at the party. There were a lot of sexy people there, and I started to get very turned on.’ Her -’(Other woman’s name) noticed, clearly, and started to get more into it with me, pointing out different men and women and asked if I liked them, what I liked about them, would I fuck them... those kinds of questions.’ Me - ‘I’m guessing there weren’t a whole lot of ‘no’s’ in that series of questions?’ Her - ‘No, there really wasn’t. It wasn’t the alcohol, either, since I know everyone likes to say and I’m a ‘alcowhore’ or whatever - but this was different.’ Me - ‘Different how?’ Her - ‘I looked around the room and I wasn’t looking at people like people, if that makes sense. It wasn’t a dehumanizing thing or anything, they weren’t ‘less than,’ but moreso people who just want to fuck and didn’t need all the extra, stupid stuff - it was liberating.’ Her - ‘Instead of looking at this one woman, who was absolutely fucking gorgeous, as someone I’d have to small talk with, and get to know, she just had this beautiful body and a pair of tits I just wanted to suck.’ Her - ‘There was another guy who was getting a blowjob from someone and he just had this absolutely perfect cock, I wanted to suck it with her.’

She paused.

Her - ‘Do you hate me?’ Me - ‘No, I don’t hate you. I also don’t judge you for the story you’re telling, or being who you are. Hell, it sounds like you had a real moment of clarity, for yourself and your inner desires. Honestly it’s hot as fuck and I’m enjoying it, I wish it’s something we could make happen one day.’ Me - ‘I am upset because you lied. I’m also upset because you set me up because you didn’t trust me.’ Me - ‘And while I understand the whole setup thing, to make it happen and help me get my feet, the lying part simply isn’t OK.’ Her - ‘I know and I’m sorry. It wasn’t that I wanted to lie it’s just... I’m a slut, really, and I wanted to make sure that we were settled into the life before I really opened up some of my past.’ Me - ‘Some?’ Her - ‘Well yeah, (my name), with friends like (friend’s name) and (other woman’s name) in the lifestyle, surely you expected more?’

I paused. The fact of the matter was, I did, but I had not really thought about it or embraced the idea. I didn’t think my wife was some non-sexual person, or really that ‘repressed,’ it was just deep down I knew that she was a sex fiend. The writing was on the wall, I just chose not to look because I wasn’t sure how I’d feel about fully embracing the feeling.

Me - ‘I did. After (friend’s name) told me the story about you both, I knew. But I guess I hadn’t thought about it much past that.’ Her - ‘The NOLA story?’ Me - ‘Yeah, like, I know (friend’s name) is a little bimbo-ish and doesn’t pick up on things, at the same time things like that don’t just happen. You subtly led her on, didn’t you?’ Her - ‘Yeah, figured you’d get there. When we met those guys, I wanted her to fuck them. I’m not about to risk it with random dick in the French Quarter, but she would and I knew that and I wanted to watch her fuck because, well, she’s sexy - the fact that they did have nice cocks and were good lays was just icing on the cake.’ Me - ‘You led her on a lot, didn’t you?’ Her - ‘Yeah, she was my muse, so-to-speak. She’d fuck anything.’ Her (after a few seconds pause) - ‘You’re getting turned on, aren’t you?’ Me - ‘You’re going to have to tell me all the stories, now, but in good time - let’s continue with the pool party.’

She removed her lingerie, I took off my clothes, and we sat on the couch together.

Her - ‘Ohhh, you’re hard again.’ Me - ‘Yup, and you are fucking soaked.’ Me (rubbing her clit with my right hand while I stroked with my left) - ‘The party.’ Her (giggling and breathing heavy) - ‘So I asked if you hated me, because I wanted to be sure you were ready for the next part.’ Her - ‘I approached the guy and pulled my tits out. No words, I just sank to my knees and took him in my mouth.’ Me (playfully) - ‘I thought you didn’t like random dick?’ Her (giggling) - ‘Well this wasn’t RANDOM, haha. They all knew him, and that night that was enough for me.’ Her - ‘It was just so powerful and LIBERATING. Feeling him get fully hard in my mouth, hearing his moans, listening to people talk about how sexy we looked, watching us - it was surreal.’ Her - ‘But I didn’t feel judged, I felt adored. Its so hard to explain, it was just different.’ Her - ‘So I’m sucking him, right? And I guess I caused some confidence, because another woman appeared next to me, but she was NAKED. Like, completely fucking naked.’ Her - ‘So I pulled him out and offered him to her, and she took it so willingly (my name). Oh it was so fucking sexy, watching her take the whole thing and moan. She was so gorgeous with that cock in her mouth.’ Me - ‘I bet, you love to be the center of attention, but you also like to watch. What happened next?’ Her - ‘They definitely got lost in each other, so I laid down under the woman and started eating her. It was so perfect - she tasted so sweet, she had one of those little bush triangles above her pussy but otherwise she was smooth.’ Her - ‘She just started moaning and moaning and riding my face. I could tell she was so into it, she just kept getting wetter and wetter - I was going to make her cum.’ Her - ‘Eventually she did, but I was so turned on and impressed because I could tell she kept his cock in her mouth the whole time, but she came so hard.’ Her - ‘So I heard him say ‘I want to fuck you’ and she said ‘Please’ and rotated around, keeping her pussy by my face but planting her face right in my pussy.’ Me - ‘How did it feel?’ Her - ‘It was so good, she immediately started sucking my clit which I love. It felt so good, and then I looked up and saw that beautiful cock slide right into her pussy. Between the sight of it, and the way I could feel her moaning on my clit...

She trailed off, and then an orgasm ripped through her. Watching her writhe and push so much juice out of her pussy told me one thing - she really did like to watch people fuck. A lot of her pushing for the quean life really made sense, but I guess I just had to see it.

Her (breathing very heavily) - ‘I’m OK, I’m OK, just need a second.’ Me (still stroking) - ‘Take all the time you need, it’s OK.’ Her (little more calm) - ‘Fuck I forgot how much I enjoyed that.’ Me - ‘I can see, so what happened next.’ Her - ‘So just like that, I came too, but she kept eating and it was just... a constant flow, so surreal like the rest of it. Watching that cock just fill her pussy up and hearing her moan just drove me insane.’ Her - ‘Finally he started to grunt and fill her with cum. I was shocked that he would do that, but it turned me on all the same. What was absolutely crazy was she just shoved herself completely on him, like she wanted that.’ Me - ‘Ohhhh, did she eventually get pregnant?’ Her - ‘God you’re fucking bad haha. No, I don’t think so, I guess they’re good about morning after and birth control, that kind of thing.’ Me - ‘Booooo, oh well. What happened next?’ Her - ‘They both collapsed against the wall behind us. I just looked at them for what seemed like forever, they just cuddled and she had cum flowing out of her, and they were the focus of the whole party - everyone was staring at them.’ Me - ‘Had other people also started fucking?’ Her - ‘There were a few people groping each other, but no one had the courage to fuck I don’t think, or maybe they were just there for a show.’ Me - ‘Show?’ Her - ‘Oh, I was set up, too. (Other woman’s name) knew I would get pulled into it. As I sat there, she came up, dropped her dress, and started eating me again.’ Me - ‘That’s so hot.’ Her - ‘Fuck yeah it was. She was so good, and she was only focused on me and had started fingering me and everything. I was just squirming and rubbing my tits until I came again.’ Her - ‘Then she led me over to the pool, and I walked in - the water was so warm and felt good on my body. She sat on the edge and pulled me in to her and I started to lick, furiously.’ Her - ‘She was so into it, and I could feel her getting wetter and wetter, she started grinding her hips against my face.’ Me - ‘Was the group watching?’ Her - ‘It was perfect, they were locked in on us.’ Me - ‘Did (other woman’s name) cum?’ Her - ‘Yes, and then another man removed his clothes, walked up, and presented his cock for her to suck - and she didn’t hesitate.’ Her - ‘So I kissed her legs a bit, kept her in it but didn’t go back to eating just yet, but eventually she took my head and shoved it back.’ Me - ‘Did the guy fuck either one of you?’ Her - ‘No, eventually he came on her tits after she came again.’ Me - ‘So what happened next?’ Her - ‘That was it, the party kind of ended there and everyone hugged and kissed and went home.’

I had enough material, I thought, so I smiled at her and then lead her head to my cock. She understood and started sucking diligently.

Me (moaning) - ‘Oh baby that feels so good. I’m imagining myself getting a blowjob while watching you fuck those other two and (other woman’s name).’

She moaned and started sucking harder. The idea that this could eventually, actually happen turned me on even more, and as I imagined hopping into the pool with my wife and fucking her while she ate (other woman’s name) I hit stride and started to spray cum in my wife’s mouth.

Her (wiping up) - ‘Holy shit, that was a lot of cum.’ Me - ‘Yeah, that story was really fucking sexy. REALLY fucking sexy, loved thinking about it.’ Her - ‘So you really think you’d be into that stuff?’ Me - ‘Well fuck yeah, look at what just happened. I was imagining YOU having sex with others, too.’ Her - ‘That’s so exciting!’ Me - ‘But, two things. You have to promise me to be more open and don’t lie anymore.’ Her - ‘I know, it’ll take time but I’ll open up. I’m just... scared of how I feel sometimes.’ Me - ‘You know I know the feeling, but I understand. The other thing is - I’m still confused as to why you sent (other woman’s name) but never told me about what happened? It still doesn’t add up.’ Her - ‘It’s dumb. Partially because I was scared if you knew you’d ask a bunch of questions and you needed to hear it from me, not her, and partially because I didn’t want you to swing and miss, and get very down and negative about it. I wanted it to go well and I knew she’d deliver.’ Her - ‘But, again, I didn’t want it to get caught up in that story. I wanted you to tell it, and honestly I knew you’d bring it up, but I just wanted you to fuck her.’ Me (coy) - ‘And you always get what you want.’ Her - ‘Damn straight. Hahahaha.’

We sat there for awhile, cuddling. But eventually she broke back into it.

Her - ‘Do you really like that?’ Me - ‘You know I’m voyeuristic, and I like to have some attention. The idea of being at a party and watching, but ALSO being able to be the center of attention and turning people on? That’s fucking hot.’ Me - ‘I’m definitely into growing to that.’ Her - ‘I just can’t believe we found each other. I love you.’ Me - ‘I love you too, honey bunny. Let’s clean up and hit the sheets, I’m exhausted hahaha.’

Later, as we were laying down.

Me - ‘We still haven’t talked about (other woman’s name) and her husband.’ Her - ‘We’ll get there. Don’t worry - but real talk I’d like for you to warm up to it. The idea of you sucking and fucking a dude is just, oh God I can’t I’m going to want to fuck again.’ Me - ‘Really?’ Her - ‘Oh yeah. He’s a good looking man, too. I don’t expect you to go all in right off the bat, but you really should consider it. It will be hot as fuck, he’s experienced, and it will open a lot of doors.’ Her - ‘And, of course, it will make me happy.’

I waited for her to fall asleep, then pulled out my phone and opened PornHub. I decided to watch some bisexual MM and MMF scenes. I was a little shocked - while I wasn’t immediately rock hard, some of it turned me on.

After watching a few videos, I started to massage my balls. They were really, really sore but I just couldn’t help myself.

I didn’t realize what time it was, suddenly a text came through. It was from Sam.

Her (via text) - ‘Hey! Loved the security footage of you and that woman. You’re quite the stud, I’m impressed. How did it go with your wife?’ Me - ‘Holy shit, you watched all that? Thanks? Hahaha.’ Me - ‘She loved it, and opened up a little bit about her relationship with (other woman’s name)’ Her - ‘Yeah, I knew I had recognized her. I don’t know her, per se, but I knew she was someone that was ‘connected’ to the lifestyle, but not ‘in it.’ If that makes sense.’ Me - ‘Yes, it does. That’s basically how she explained it to me, her and (other woman’s name) dated for awhile and she got involved.’ Her - ‘So why are you still up?’ Me (sending her a link) - ‘I’m watching bisexual stuff. I didn’t realize but she wanted me to fuck other men and couples, and (other woman’s name)’s husband is bi, she brought it up before we parted ways.’ Her - ‘That’s. Fucking. Hot.’ Me - ‘Really?’ Her - ‘Yeah, good looking men fucking each other is hot. Are you into it?’ Me - ‘Honestly, yeah I think I am. I’m definitely warming up to it and my wife says it will open doors, whatever that means.’ Her - ‘Oh yeah. You know how many wives would die to get fucked like you fucked that woman? And then have you fuck their husband? The community here is full of them.’ Me - ‘I had no idea, obviously. What do you know about that woman and her husband?’ Her - ‘Let’s just say you please them, you’ll have mostly your pick of who you want to fuck. They know everyone. But be careful, they know everyone. Like if you all want to be discreet, you need to be up front about that.’ Me - ‘Good to know. I think we need to do coffee, sooner rather than later. There are things I need to learn, and you and I need to get to know each other better.’ Her - ‘Sleep, I’m sure you’re exhausted. Text me when you wake up and we’ll set a time to meet, I’m off tomorrow.’ Me - ‘Perfect.’

Our first foray - Part 3B (Finale finale!)

I arrived back home around 5:15. My wife was already there and waiting for me with more fruit (to which I laughed).

Me - ‘You really want me to be prepped for this, don’t you?’ Her - ‘Yeah, I want you to have fun. I think it’s a big step for both of us and if you don’t have fun, well... it might be hard for me to get you to try again.’

The conversation struck me. It felt good, to me, that my wife understood this was a difficult step for me. Reading about her and her friend’s past escapades was one thing (and a hot thing), but actually going forward with having sex with this woman - in our house, no less - was another.

But I had agreed. I was committed. This was going to happen.

Me - ‘I appreciate what you do for me. I love you.’ Her - ‘I love you too, now I’m going to get my nails done and hitting dinner with (another friend’s name). You relax and have fun.’ Her - ‘And I’ll take that.’

She very deftly snatched my wallet and took out the credit card. I didn’t care, it was a funny move and she knew I’d pay anyway.

Me - ‘Have fun my love, and I can’t wait to tell you what happens... and talk more about your past.’ Her - ‘Well, you’ll have to work that second part out of me. But don’t worry about it now, have fun!’

I closed her door and she drove off. I walked back in the house, munched on some grapes and blueberries, consumed some water, and stared at the clock. A watched pot never boils, and so to did the next 30 minutes seem to crawl by. Finally, a text.

(Wife’s friend) - ‘Hey, got caught up by I’m on my way!’ Me - ‘Great, I’m fruited and watered up.’ Her - ‘Hahaha. You better be!’

Doubt started to creep in. What if my wife got mad? What if I couldn’t perform? What if my wife’s friend and I didn’t have chemistry?

Me (texting wife) - ‘Doubt, nervous. Just started creeping in.’ Her - ‘She’s on her way, isn’t she?’ Me - ‘Yes.’ Her - ‘(My name) let go. Just enjoy it, that’s what this about. She’s fucking gorgeous, busty, and she’s hyper-sexual just like me. I have 0 doubt y’all are going to have fun if you just LET YOURSELF go.’

She was right, as usual. I did find her friend extremely attractive and she clearly liked the picture of my cock and my cum, so there was some base interest.

Me - ‘You’re right. I love you, I’m in for this.’ Her - ‘I love you too, I swear. This isn’t a trap, have fun, the more fun you have the better the story and the more I’m going to love you both telling it!’

I took a deep breath and relaxed. I focused on what I knew about the friend coming - her looks, enthusiasm, and sexuality. I looked back through our texts and finally started to get into, at least I thought, the right mindset.

Finally the doorbell rang.

When I opened it, she was standing there with a giant smile on her face. I took it all in - she looked amazing, and had very positive body language, and I noticed her tits through her body suit. The sight alone was... incredible.

Her - ‘Hey, can I...’

I didn’t let her finish. I pulled her inside, slammed the door, knocked her purse out of her hands, and planted a giant kiss. It was a risk, truly, but when she forced her tongue back into my mouth I knew I had made the right call.

The chemistry was immediately apparent. Our heads moved in almost the same direction every time as we pushed our tongues together and made out in the foyer. I started to explore her body with my hands, rubbing her tits, legs, hips, and ass. I was getting harder with every passing moment, and I slipped my hand into her pants to see if she was reacting similarly.

She was, absolutely soaked, and I moved my hand until I found her clit and started to give nice, long strokes.

Her (breathing heavily) - ‘Oh fuck yes I needed this.’ Me (sucking on her neck) - ‘Makes two of us.’

I took a moment to guide her hand to my hard cock. She made an excited moaning noise and she felt it, and rubbed her hand a long it. I was in it, full tilt, and so was she - I almost couldn’t believe this was happening but I pushed it from my mind.

She pulled away, looked me dead in the eyes, bit her lip, and sank to her knees. She undid my pants and pulled them down, causing my cock to pop out from underneath my briefs.

Her - ‘Oh yeah, I can see how you’ve kept her pussy on lockdown.’

I figured it was a comment to ask about later, and guided her mouth onto my cock. She released a loud moan as it went in, her mouth was so warm, hungry, almost perfect. I rocked my head back and released a moan.

She started massaging my balls as her mouth bounced on my dick. I started to realize that she and my wife had similar technique, yet another question for later.

After a few minutes of bliss I told her to take her pants and the body suit off.

Her (aggressively removing clothing) - ‘Yes sir. Are you ready to fuck?’ Me - ‘No, I like to eat pussy and I want to eat yours, now.’ Her - ‘Are you sure?’

That question threw me off for a second, but I recovered.

Me - ‘Yes, I think you’ll love it. Besides, you told me how you like it.’

She took my hand and led me into the living room. I removed the rest of my clothing as she fell onto the couch, rolling onto her back and lifting her legs. Her pussy was gorgeous, and I didn’t hesitate - I sunk down on my knees and took everything in my mouth and sucked hard.

Her - ‘Oh my fucking God.’

Her legs went stiff, almost weirdly so, but I backed off and pulled her lips apart. I started giving her the long, hard licks with my tongue on her clit.

Her - ‘Hnnnnh. Hmmmmh.’

It was like she was on the borderline between pain and pleasure.

Me - ‘Do you want me to stop?’ Her - ‘Absolutely fucking not, keep going.’

I returned to the tongue strokes, adding two fingers to the move with the come hither motion. I felt her body responding to it as she moved her hips with my fingers, but her legs were still very tight. I looked up to see her holding her tits in her hands, breathing very heavily.

I started to pull my fingers tight against her walls, and watched as her stare became blank. ‘Oh shit’ I thought, knowing where this was going but also feeling extremely fucking empowered that it was about to happen.

And so it did. She grunted, heavily, and her legs started to vibrate intensely. Eventually, they were quaking and I pulled back to see her nipples twist, and her pussy just start pushing juices out onto the couch.

I got greedy at this point, I wanted to see how far it would go, so I started pulling again in the middle of her orgasm, and then sunk my face into her wetness.

Her - ‘Oh fuck nooo....’

She trailed into a scream, squirted, and her legs were basically convulsing. That lasted for about eight seconds and then she passed out.

Me - ‘Oh, oh damn. Um, (friend’s name)? You OK?’

She was breathing still, clearly, but was definitely no longer awake. 

I pulled out my phone and texted my wife.

Me (after recapping via text) - ‘So yeah, she’s out.’ Wife - ‘You idiot.’ Me - ‘How am I an idiot?!’ Her - ‘Wait, did I not warn you about that?’ Me - ‘NO!’ Her - ‘Yeah, OK, that is definitely my bad. She has these crazy orgasms when something thick is inside her or you manipulate her G-spot, while also massaging her clit.’ Me - ‘I’m guessing that’s why she asked if I was sure I wanted to go down her?’ Her - ‘Yeah, pretty much.’ Me - ‘Well she seems OK but, fuck baby, what do I do?’ Her - ‘Well, two options. If I wanted things to continue after she came back I’d play with myself or a toy until she woke up. Sometimes I’d give up, because she’d stay asleep, sometimes it would work out.’ Her - ‘Second option is to just get dressed, put a blanket on her, and tell her what happened. Then talk to her or let her go and try again.’ Me - ‘Which way are you leaning?’ Her - ‘I have 0 clue, I’m not there. Based on what you’ve told me it sounds like she’d be into it when she woke up, but I also know you’re really conscious about situations like this so - you decide.’ Her - ‘My friend is getting a little upset since I’ve been buried on the phone 5 minutes. You’ve got this, I love you.’

In truth, I was frustrated. My wife had failed to warn me about something that she knew would most likely happen because she and I both have an oral kink. It was an almost irresponsible thing to leave out.

But at the end of the day, I had just had oral sex with a woman who was not my wife, a situation my wife supported - did I really have any right to complain?

I snapped out of it, the situation had to be handled as best as possible. I decided to ease her a long the length of the couch and put a blanket over her. I then went into another room and started to look at pictures of my wife and pictures of her friend - I just couldn’t bring myself to sit in the same room with her.

10 minutes passed. 20 minutes. At the 30 minute mark, I texted my wife.

Me (via text) - ‘I don’t think she’s getting up without help. She seems to be snoring a little.’ Her - ‘She’s a party girl, and she’s single. There’s no telling how much sleep she hasn’t gotten.’ Me - ‘So what do I do? If I touch my dick at all I’m going to cum.’ Her - ‘Ohhhh, go finish on her while she’s sleeping.’ Me - ‘I know you guys are friends and have history but... no.’ Her - ‘You’re no fun, you’ll learn. Anyway, I’d just go wake her up at this point. We’re wrapping up our last drink and I’ll be home in about 20 minutes.’ Her - ‘She knows she needs to be gone, I’m not quite ready to physically see it yet.’ Me - ‘OK, I’ll work on it and keep you posted.’

I went back into the other room, sat down next to the friend, and started to shake her. I’m not sure how long it took, but eventually she woke up.

Her - ‘Hey, what happened?’ Me - ‘Long story short, my wife didn’t warn me about your intense orgasms and I pushed the limit.’ Her (smirking) - ‘Don’t y’all both have an oral kink? She did that shit on purpose.’ Me - ‘I do have my suspicions, but she’ll be home soon and said you knew the rules for this time.’ Her - ‘Yeah, I need to go, but I can see you need some attention first.’

It was true, I had been edging for damn near half an hour and my dick was rock solid. She came over and started to suck me and it wasn’t long before I unleashed in her mouth. She eventually pulled off and took the last bit on her face.

Her (giggling and putting some of my cum in her mouth) - ‘Well there were some unexpected things, but this turned out very fun!’ Me (wiped out) - ‘Yeah, I love your sexual energy.’ Her (smirking) - ‘So does your wife, haha!’ Her - But I need to clean up and get dressed, where’s the bathroom?

I helped her with her clothes and she disappeared into the bathroom.

Me (text to wife) - ‘We’re done, she’s getting dressed, cleaned up, and ready to go.’ Her - ‘You did so good! I just got a pic from her in the bathroom covered in cum!’ Me - ‘That started in her mouth.’ Her - ‘Oh God I can’t wait to hear the whole thing, in person.’ Me - ‘I can’t wait to tell it, I love you.’ Her - ‘I love you too, be home in 15′

My wife’s friend emerged, cleaned up and dressed.

Her - ‘Despite what you may thank, I had fun and I can definitely see this continuing.’ Me - ‘I was hoping so, I now know not to go straight for the oral haha.’ Her (coming in to kiss me) - ‘See, you’re already learning.’

We made out for a brief moment and she left with a wave.

Thanks for reading! There will be an epilogue about the discussions my wife and I had, that I will write tomorrow!

We absolutely LOVE interracial sex!!!