' Impregnating Sweet Charlene ' (Part 3)

[Bertram W Bronson]

Impregnating Sweet Charlene: (Part 3)

By: Bertram W. Bronson

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“I want to make love with Ralph… fuck with him at least this one time.” My wife’s breathy whisper wiggled into the very depth of my innards. A compelling urge to let this happen welled up from within my stomach and spread out into my groin.

We hugged, our thumping hearts beating as one. In the crotch of my pants, I could feel my penis lengthening and beginning to stiffen. Breathing deeply, I nuzzled my lips into the soft blonde hair on the top of Charlene’s lovely head. About to slip off her clothes and fuck with another man, my wife was trembling in my arms. Quivering with excitement? Or was she trembling with apprehension and dread? I knew not which… certainly a swirling twisty mix of both.

“Charlene, we can never undo this… you sure?” I whispered, as the sweet musky scent of recent shampoo drifted into my flaring nostrils.

“Mmmm, I… I think so,” she murmured in an unsteady voice.

I gave her a final hug, “then slip out of your clothes and stretch out on the bed for Ralph.” It was an emotional moment… while her pretty face flushed with embarrassment; she glanced across our wide king-size bed at Ralph. The shame of undressing for another man colored her pretty cheeks. “I'll just take off my panties and open my knees and he can… he can lift the front of my dress… and do it…”

“Sweetheart,” I murmured. “I know you're embarrassed, but let’s take off all your clothes… not just your underpants.” I gave her a tender squeeze, whispering softly against her ear, “Charlene, you have such a lovely body… I'm so proud of your beauty and well, to be honest, I'd like to see you undress for Ralph.”

It took a moment while the realization settled in. “Oh darling, I always knew this, from the beginning I knew. It excites you, doesn’t it… having me take off my clothes for him? Letting him see your wife naked?”

I felt a little surge of guilt. My wife glanced into my shifting eyes where the obvious answer lurked. “Yes… yes it does,” I shamefully admitted.

“Oh Craig… yes I'm ashamed, but it excites me too.”

“Help me undress… and put me on the bed for him. Darling, I want you to be the one to put me down on the bed.” As she spoke, her flushed face was close to mine. I could feel her quickening excitement, her warmth, a little of her gradually diminishing fear. Her fingers began reaching for the button clasp at the back of her dress. She reached, nervous fingers fumbling to get the little white button out of the loop.

Charlene turned her back to me. “My zipper… the button, I can’t get it…”

I brushed the long silky blonde hair from the collar of her dress and worked at the single button at the back of her neck. With nervous unsteady fingers I got the button through the cloth loop and searched for the little zipper tab. I felt the metallic touch on my fingertips and the thought ran through my swirling mind… I could stop this right now, not undress my wife… stop this whole crazy thing and take her and Ralph to a fertility clinic. It would then be a sterile procedure, just a thin glass syringe containing his sperm, no thrusting of a long stiffened cock into my blushing darling’s little pink vagina. I felt the pulse of excitement in my groin. It would be so simple, so easy to just let Ralph fuck my wife and release his sperm, but I stood racked with indecision…

The little metal zipper tab was like holding the trigger of an explosive between my nervous fingers. For what seemed an eternity I paused. It would take just a downward pull on this insignificant little metal zipper and my lovely wife’s dress would slip from her shoulders and pool around her bare feet. She would stand there, next to our bed and near naked before another man. I knew an intensely exciting act of intercourse was going to follow… naked on our bed, another man between her bent knees. Vacillation prevailed… I stalled, knowing a simple quick tug on that zipper would release an explosion of emotion, changing our lives our, marriage, our whole future.

But then resigned, leaving my fate in the hands of the Gods, I drew one last quivering breath and ran the zipper down past the back-strap of her bra. It seemed surreal; I had done it, preparing my wife for intercourse with our closest male friend, my nervous fingers had just unzipped her dress. The room had gone quiet, just our excited breathing and the soft raspy sound of her zipper. She felt the cooler air on her exposed back.

“Oh Craig honey, I feel so strange and so warm and wet… down there,” she panted against my ear.

“Sweetheart, your vagina… its warm and getting wet?”

“Mmm hum, are you ashamed of me?”

“I love you darling… can you feel your panties getting wet?”

“Mmm humm…”

Tingling with both dread and secret anticipation, my lovely blushing wife was wetting herself. Even after so much planning, it seemed unbelievable… in a few more minutes… they would actually be naked on our bed together. I could only imagine their mutual thrill as his stiffened penis pressed deep into the warm slipperiness of her rapidly wetting loins. Quickly the inevitable lusty thrusting will occur, there’ll be sobbing cries and the ultimate spurting release of sperm.

With the sensuality of those raw images swirling through my head, I pressed a loving kiss against the back of my wife's warm neck… and slowly, my fingers quivering with excitement, I brushed the sleeves of the thin summer dress off the slope of her smooth tan shoulders. The cloth was warm from her body heat and I felt the soft cotton graze the tips of my nervous fingers as it fell from my grasp. The wispy cotton fabric slithered down, over her arms, over the up-thrust of her breasts, over the curve of her shapely ass, on down to settle around her trim bare ankles…

A flush of heat washed across her pretty face.

In the periphery I could see Ralph watching as the thin dress slithered down over the curves of Charlene’s lovely heart-shaped ass. I heard his quick intake of breath. His eyes roamed over her naked back, on down to her panty covered buttocks. At the bottom of her smooth sloping back, just above the elastic waist of her white panties, twin little dimples embellish the delightful swell of her gorgeous rump. The panties were thin, revealing smoothly rounded curves and the deep crease between her buttocks.

My hot-faced vision of loveliness glanced across her shoulder at Ralph. Sweet Charlene stood before him in her thin underwear and for a fractional second their eyes met, then quivering in embarrassment, her dark lashes lowered and she looked away. The air bristled with excitement and anticipation. Ralph stared at the curvy shape of my wife's panty covered ass. He clenched his jaw and I saw him swallow deeply.

There was something strangely exciting about undressing my shy wife for another man… seeing his stiffening cock lifting the front of his pants as his eyes roamed over her lush curves. I stood behind her for a moment, my hands resting on the smooth skin of my wife's bare shoulders, my lips against the side of her neck. I felt her slight shiver, her excited breathing. “Oh my dear God” she gasped. “Honey… is this really going to happen?”

The question was merely rhetorical… we knew… we both knew; there would be no stopping now. Somewhere, lurking deep in her subconscious, Charlene had a secret desire to fuck our handsome college friend. As she stood by our bed with a warm moistening vagina, a flush of wifely shame colored her pretty cheeks. And he was standing on the other side of the bed, his stiffened cock had already formed a lump on the front of his pants… my hot little wife was wetting herself and nearly naked… there would be no stopping…

My blushing Charlene was standing in her white bra and panties with her back to Ralph and I moved around to her front. Kneeling on the floor, I slipped my fingers under the elastic and began to pull her panties down. I felt her hands nervously clasp my head, her sharp nails on my scalp. She pulled my face against the smoothness of her belly.

“Ohhh honey… ohh, this so embarrassing with Ralph watching. Ohh my god, I'm so wet down there… let me take my panties off under the bed sheet… where he can’t see.”

Ignoring Charlene’s little squeaks of embarrassment, my kissing lips followed at the edge of the elastic as I continued to lower my shy wife's underpants. Kissing lower along my wife's bare belly, moving her panties still lower, my chin soon brushed into the soft curls of her pubic hair. Across the bed Ralph watched excitedly as I lowered my wife's white panties. And first the little dimples and then crease of her curvy bare ass came into his view. His cock was bulging in his pants. With his eyes fixed on the curvy cheeks of Charlene’s naked buttocks, he began to unbuckle his belt.

In another minute I had my wife’s panties around her knees and my nose and lips pressing into the aromas puff of her curly pubic hair. She wiggled in embarrassment; I felt the sharpness of her nails tighten against my scalp, “ohh don’t… not now, he’s watching.” Clasping my hands on her hip bones I held her squirming bare belly against my face. Little blonde pubic curls tickled my nose and the faint, very delicate pee like fragrance of female genitalia flowed in delightful little waves up through my nostrils. It was the scent of human life and love, the inspiring aroma of that wondrous precious creature we call woman and I pray God’s angels protect them now and until the end of time.

Pulling her crotch-dampened panties down for another man, feeling her warmth, the silky smooth texture of her skin against my lips, I knew I loved her as deeply as a man can love a woman. From down between her thighs, humid and warm, the wafting amorphous scent of female excitement rose from her loins. I felt light-headed and the excitement rushed clear to the tips of my toes. I heard Charlene’s little pleas of embarrassment.

“Don't… don't, oh Craig… please, he’s watching… let me get under the bed sheet.” In a state of shuddering excitement, I pressed one last wet kiss an inch under her dainty belly button and rose to my feet.

Deeply embarrassed now, she stood there shaking nervously, her lovely breasts were still encased within her bra, but the yellow sundress and her white underpants lay tangled around her shapely bare ankles. With her panties in a tangle around her feet, Charlene heard the tiny jangle of Ralph’s belt buckle, she shifted nervously, her toes curling and pressing into the carpet. At the sound of Ralph opening his pants she drew a quick ragged breath, then clasping my hand to support her balance… one dainty pink toed foot at a time, she stepped out of her panties.

Stepping out of her clothing, she continued keeping her back turned to Ralph, instinctively hiding her bare belly and the soft mossy fluff of golden-brown hair on her pubic bone. Within the security of her bra, Charlene’s firm pink-nippled breasts still lay hidden from his eyes. But within me, a strange force was moving… I wanted Ralph to see my lovely wife totally naked… and for the same strange reason I wanted to see Charlene completely naked with him, making love with him... his erected penis pushing into her loins.

My voice was strained, “un-hook your bra,” I whispered. I glanced across the bed at Ralph; his belt was now open and he was unbuttoning his pants, unzipping and preparing to take his penis out. The image of her slippery wetness on his cock swirled into my thoughts. Soon the viscosity of my wife’s warm loins would be leaving glistening streaks on the length of his cock and the sordid image burned into my mind.

Ralph dropped his pants and pushed down the waistband of his boxer shorts. His cock popped out, long, already swollen and standing stiff with eagerness. It was straining and curving upwards in readiness, the uncircumcised head distended and much thicker than the stem. I felt a sudden queasiness at the thought of the swollen head stretching my wife’s tight little cunt and pressing into her belly.

Charlene glanced at the length of his exposed cock and momentarily froze. Her hands were behind her back fumbling with the double hooks of her bra. Then with a last gasp of blushing embarrassment, she bared her lovely pink-nippled breasts. The bra slipped through her nervous fingers and fell to the floor. With a flaming hot face she finally turned and faced him. Bare-ass naked, wearing nothing but her wedding rings, my shy lovely wife stood trembling by the side of our bed. The biting ongoing image of that moment still lives in some secret part of my psyche.

Reaching for her hand again, I could feel her fingers trembling.

“Move onto the bed,” I mumbled.

“Craig, remember your promise to… to leave?”

“Yes,” I reluctantly murmured.

“Darling, I'll die of embarrassment if you watch this.”

“I know, I'll leave before… well before he starts.”

“Will you leave before he puts his penis in? Oh Craig you shouldn’t see that happen…”

“Uh-huh, I murmured rather vaguely.

Now the moment was here, standing quivering and naked, a sob welled up in her throat. “Oh Craig, I need this to happen, but are you sure… you'll still love me… after?”

“Yes sweetheart… more than ever and we've come this far, so if you're ready, just sit back and relax on the bed. I'll stay right with you until he… well, until he begins to push his penis in.”

“Then you'll go, you… won’t watch…?”

In a vague response I squeezed her hand and his eyes followed the slight sway of my wife’s shapely breasts as I eased her naked hips down onto the bed. Deep in my squirming guts I felt an undeniable urge to stay in the room and see Ralph push his cock into Charlene. But it would be a sweet and sour thrill, just sitting there and watching all the while he fucked my nervous wife. The bile might be rising up in my throat, but unless Charlene asked again… well, I knew I wouldn't just walk out and leave her alone with him.

Positioning the pillows, I guided Charlene down and turned her onto her back. She stretched out, hiding her blushing face with the back of her hand. Hot-faced and sneaking peeks at him from between her fingers, my lovely long-legged wife lay naked before another man and I felt my heart already thumping… thumping...

Ralph moved closer and while staring down at the beauty of my naked wife, he lifted one knee onto the side of the mattress. I found my eyes straying to the long stiffness of his exposed cock as he looked down at Charlene, at her lovely up-sloping breasts, her smooth little belly, and just a small tuff of curly very light brown pubic hair showing between her clenched thighs.

With an up-angling swollen cock, Ralph looked down in awe at my wife's bare stomach so smooth and sweetly tanned by the California sun. His eyes moved downward from her little bellybutton and fixated on the thin wisps of light golden brown hair that disappeared down between her creamy thighs.

“My God,” he gasped. “She’s lovely… a natural blonde.”

Hearing the excitement in his voice, her face flamed a thousand shades of red and she tried to cover the curly strands with her hand. Shivering in embarrassment, Charlene cupped her hand over her pubic bone, but he could still see the puffy start of her labial crack and thin tuffs of golden hair curling out from between her fingers.

“So lovely… she’s a gift from the Gods,” he murmured under his breath.

I could sense his building excitement, his urge to fuck my angelic little darling. With a shifting of hips and knees, Ralph drew a deep breath and eased down on the bed next to my naked wife. Now they were close, nearly touching… his stiffly erect cock now so near the wet warmth of my wife's loins. A lingering trace of her perfume hovered in the air… filling the bed, filling the very air he breathed with the scent of my sweet little blonde wife. Charlene fluttered her eyelids, deep blue eyes peeked shyly up at Ralph, at his pulsing cock so swollen and ready to take her.

The sweat was gathering in my armpits, the pressure building as I watched them naked together on my bed. Soon they would touch and kiss and make love. What a crazy feeling ran through me. I wanted to pull her away from him and at the same time I wanted to watch him slide his stiff cock into my wife. He reached out a hand to touch Charlene and even before his fingers could reach her bare skin, a wash of tension rippled through my stomach and tightened the knot in my guts.

Gently he rested his hand, palm down on the curve of Charlene’s stomach. At the touch of his hand she flinched, then slowly turned her face and lay gazing nervously up into his eyes. During a moment of mutual fascination, neither moved, his hand just lay resting on the little rounded mound of her naked belly. I could sense their growing anticipation; he was staring down into the depth of her deep blue eyes, my wife was looking back, her eyes bright with excitement. Letting just the weight of his hand rest on the warm skin of her naked belly, he leaned down and his lips brushed her warm cheek, the corner of her mouth. With her breath coming in little puffing gasps, her lips parted and they kissed.

I saw her eyes close, her lips soften under his. A soft moan… it came from deep in her throat. Her hand lifted, fingertips grazing along his arm, over his shoulder and then resting against the back of his neck. With warm lips open under his, her delicate fingers curled into his hair. As the kiss grew more passionate, clasping fingers, one with a band of gold, soon lay entwined within the dark hair on the back of his head.
In a paralyzing stupor I watched him kissing my wife. I listened to her soft moans and saw the head of his stiff cock resting against the side of her naked hip.

With his lips against my wife's warm mouth, Ralph reached down and gently rested a hand on her closest thigh… stroking gently, feeling her warm skin under his fingertips. Slowly he extended the reach of his fingers, stroking along the inner edge of her thigh, gradually brushing higher into the tangled wisps of pubic hair. Two fingers pressed against the thicker thatch of curl at the top of her nearly hidden crease. There was a soft moan and with a slight arching of her back, my wife seemed to be offering herself; undulating her hips, lifting her pubic bone against the touch of his probing fingers.

The tip of one finger now eased through the wispy curls, probing and pressing slightly into the wet slit of my wife's cunt. I glimpsed a hint of pink skin, then the tip of her clitoris. There was an ecstatic little sigh and Charlene up-turned her pubis enough to expose more of her warm little slit. His finger eased deeper into the folds of female slipperiness and warmth… lightly brushing the little nubbin of clitoral nerves. My wife tensed. She expelled a quick gasp and her stomach muscles tightened…

Twisting nervously, Charlene broke their kiss and looked over at me… wet lips parted, gasping for breath, her pretty face flushed. Our eyes locked, mine bright with excitement, hers gone misty. Amidst a little tangle of curly hair, just his fingertip lay in the gluey crease of my wife's warm cunt. “Darling, I'm ready, ohh God I'm so warm there,” she whispered in a raspy voice. “I want Ralph to do it now… to put his penis in me…”

Then slowly, her dark lashes lowered, hiding her blue eyes, closing her world, reducing it to a private place of feeling and sensation. Her face turned away from me on the pillow and a shiver of excitement ran through my groin as she slowly tented her knees and let them go slack…

…and the wave of adrenalin crested in the pit of my stomach.

…and my cock swelled, pushing up stiff and throbbing in my pants.

Slowly, as not to break the spell, Ralph gently separated one bent knee from the other. He pressed gently against only the slightest resistance and my wife released a deep breath and began to open her legs. The waning light of day chased the shadows from between her spreading thighs and in the next breathless moment it was there… right before the eyes of another man, his first full glimpse of her lightly haired vaginal cleft. Tucked so delightfully between the splay of her ass-cheeks, it was snug and smooth, her clitoris and thin inner lips almost hidden between the plush labial folds.

Nervously my wife moved her hips and my anxious eyes were drawn to where the tiny indent of her dainty anus merged with a thin strip of shinny pink skin. His eyes darted down to Charlene’s vaginal slit. Other than a dusting of blondish fuzz, the lower end, where the narrow folds disappear into the crease of her buttocks, is near hair-less. I heard Ralph’s quick breath as he held Charlene’s dimpled knees apart and stared down at the exposure of my wife’s moistened genitalia. His cock seemed to lift higher and stiffen even more. About to fuck my blonde little wife, Ralph moved toward her spreading knees and a queasy feeling settled into my stomach. It was a bitter sweet moment to see the hard stiffness of his cock and know he was about to push it into the warm slipperiness of my wife.

Feeling his movement on the bed, my shy wife rolled her head away on the pillow and wiggled lower onto her back. The wiggling movement left her up-turned loins more available, completely exposing the little slit that gleamed so pinkly wet under the thin wisps of golden hair. Her heels still rested against the mattress, now I saw her pearly little toes curl under, heels drawing further back toward her buttocks as my wife made room for Ralph between her thighs.

With bent knees slowly lifting and toes up-pointing, my hot-faced wife offered the glistening split of her pink cunt to another man and a prickly flush of heat rose up on the back of my neck. I never remembered seeing my wife so blatantly exposed; with her back up-curved and her loins lifted, every little curly blonde hair, every little crease and fold from her belly button to her pert little anus was exposed and available. Ralph’s breathing was ragged with excitement.

“I've never seen a real blonde undressed,” he mumbled. “She’s so utterly intriguing.”

Between Charlene’s open knees, Ralph kneeled, mesmerized, staring at the lightly haired split in her loins with utter fascination. Holding her knees up and drawing quick excited breaths, she lay there on her back, exposed like the golden blossom of an open flower. He leaned forward, lightly resting his hands, palms down, on warm curves of my wife’s up-turned buttocks. I watched him cupping her warm ass in his hands, with his thumbs an inch from her dainty anal dimple; he was gently pulling her cheeks apart, squeezing with his cupped fingers, feeling the warm fleshy resiliency of my wife’s baby smooth ass. Close to his fingertips, Charlene’s little snug cunt lay neatly closed between her buttocks. His eyes stared in fascination at the mossy soft hair and smoothly clasped folds.

“She’s so lovely and snug, my God… just a smooth little seam,” he murmured. In the crease between her thigh and groin, his fingertips brushed lightly across the straying little feathery hairs and inched closer to the puffy folds of her cunt. His face turned toward me and he whispered softly.

“Do you mind if I spread her…?”

I glanced quickly at my excited wife. Charlene was resting back against the pillow. In a silky tangle of long blonde hair, her pretty head was rolling side-to-side as she waited in nervous anticipation. Apparently she hadn't heard his whisper. I gave a nod and the guilty rush went through me like a live wire.

Slowly his thumbs eased in against the twin folds of her snug little cunt… my heartbeat quickened. He pressed his thumbs gently into the cushiony labial folds and I saw the slight parting of wispy hairs and then a little more pink skin. Charlene felt the slight separation of her wetly clasped warm folds and I heard her gasp…

“Oh my God… Ohhhhhh, ohhhhh…”

Slowly, savoring the moment, he pressed Charlene apart with his thumbs and I watched spellbound as the little blondish tangle of curls parted and the crease of her pink cunt began to split. My wife gasped and twisted her hips… inwardly I shuddered as the fiery wash of heat ran up my spine. Ralph pressed a little more firmly with the ball of his thumbs… the button of her aroused clit and the little pink inner lips appeared. A viscid crystalline substance held the delicate little pink folds sealed in a gluey clasp. Gently pressing outward, widening the space between his thumbs the gluey seal broke and her thin inner lips slowly peeled apart. In utter breathless fascination, my eyes followed his down into the slippery pinkness of my wife’s open cunt.

Like pressing his thumbs into the flesh of a juicy sun-ripened peach another man had spread my wife and exposed her inner pink parts. Blushing hotly, Charlene lay on her back before us, her knees up and apart as we gazed down at the wondrous splendor of her impeccably clean female genitalia. She was breathing raggedly, her wide open blue eyes flashing nervously from mine to his. Never did I believe it was going to be like this, or that I'd feel this fluttery weakness in the hollow pit of my stomach.

I knew he would make love with Charlene… fuck her, if you will, but I never thought of another man seeing the sensual details of my wife’s inner body like this. Lavishly exposed, she lay there waiting for Ralph to take her. In a near hypnotic stupor, I stared down at the nearly invisible aperture of her tiny urinary opening and just below, the still snugly closed opening into her vagina. At the very bottom of Charlene’s crease, her vaginal opening was tightly closed by a little pink clasp of puckered skin. Hidden well down within the slippery folds, the little puckered opening seemed sealed and guarded from the stretching thrust of a thick cock. But I knew the swollen head of Ralph’s cock would soon be stretching that resilient little sleeve into my wife's belly and I could feel an inner trembling.

With a twist of hips, my gasping wife began to nervously tighten and relax her stomach muscles. The little puckered clasp of pink skin seemed to spasm and then clutch tight again. A little whitish creamy fluid oozed out of the gleaming pinkness and trickled down onto the button of her dainty anus. Ralph groaned… and I felt lightheaded; everything went white before my eyes. I felt as if I were watching from within the misty vagueness of a dream.

From somewhere in the shifting white haze of my mind I heard a little whimpering soft voice… “Ohhhh just fuck me,” the voice whispered… “Oh Ralph, fuck me now…”

With a fully stiffened cock, he eased in closer between Charlene’s spread knees… my hands were shaking… my foggy glazed eyes following the slight bouncing movement of his up-thrusting cock. The swollen head neared my wife’s exposed groin… when it was only inches away from the vertical crease of her cunt an involuntary gasping groan burst through my lips.

Charlene heard my nervous groan. She turned her blushing face and eyes as blue as arctic ice suddenly blinked open. She looked up at me with a message in those languid blue eyes. She was lying on her back with her knees apart, about to feel the first thrust of another man’s cock. With a husband watching, for innocent Charlene, this was going to be an emotional high-point. My head was still in a spin, but I remembered my reluctant promise to leave and let it happen behind the privacy of our closed door.

He was leaning over her, the head of his cock easing into the curly tickle of my wife's golden pubic hair. The warmth of her slippery cunt now lay just a hip thrust away. My little flicker of jealousy had become a burning flame, but still I was near painfully stiff and I felt a sudden desperate need to watch him take my wife. But with my stomach in knots, as promised, I turned to leave our bedroom.

Suddenly, I heard a weak pleading voice...

“Oh no Craig… Don’t leave dear… stay with me now…”

A lightening bolt of strange excitement rushed through me, previously in deference to my wife’s embarrassment I had given up thoughts of seeing it… of seeing them actually join their genitalia and perform the act. But now, though flushed with embarrassment, Charlene was going to allow me to watch her first time with another man. In mini-seconds surreal thoughts flashed through my head… will I just sit at her side, perhaps clutching her anxious hand?

What will it be like to see him push his stiff cock into my hotly blushing wife, see him fucking her… feel the rhythmic bounce of our creaking bed? While it’s happening, will my lovely wife stare up at me with glazed blue eyes and make breathy sounds?

And now my sweet Charlene lay in the middle of our bed, open-kneed and naked. Through the blondish thin hair I could see the pink tip of her wet clitoris and the head of his swollen long cock lay resting against the glistening crease in her loins. Excited by the first warm touch of his cock, she squirmed her hips in a little swiveling side-to-side movement… and the head of his cock eased further down, spreading the sparse little tangles of curly hair.

Dreamy blue eyes locked onto mine. Her wet tongue wiped across her bottom lip and her hips lifted… a little up-hunching movement and the pulsing head of his cock settled a little deeper into pink gluey warmth of my wife's cunt. Then… in a breathy voice as soft as warm misty rain, she whispered:

“Darling, you can watch him fuck me…”

“You sure?” I asked in a quivery voice.

“Mmmm, yes Craig don’t… don’t leave me…”

“You won’t be too embarrassed?”

“Yes, she whispered, “but you… you can watch…”

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To be continued in part four.
B. W. B.

[hotcouplesw]

the best, can't wait for pt 4.

[shura54]

Thank You!

[Lettuce Tramp]

Ahhh, "The Master" has struck again. Thank you for the word pictures that you draw so very well.

[pakihotwife]

The MASTER is back! Long live the master.

[john42]

I enjoy your writing bery much and am waiting for the next part, hopefully soon.

[atomant]

oh my god that's soooooo hot!

[chris]

Bravo!!!

I DEMAND part 4!!!!!!

[HerLittleGuy]

I respectfully request part 4, please.

Thanks.



HLG

[Ruskydoll]

I liked your story but its taking too long to get to it. Im bored.

[intooit]

Not at all bored...Just anxious!!!! Fantastic Writing...looking forward to chapter 4...

[david alam]

when is part 4?

[wbam]

Really like this!!!

[atomant]

It's STILL sooooooo hot!!! Please, please please, give me more of this. Also, whatever happened to the wifewatching? Chapter 2 began with “Quickly then, come with me. I’ll show you a secret spot where you can hide near the bed and watch him make love with your wife. This dance will end soon… and he’ll likely try to lead her away.” ... this was on the "old" forum. I kept the first 2 parts but you never finished it ... at the end he was in an adjoining room and heard his wife sigh in the hall outside but so far it's still coitus interruptus. Will you ever finish it, I wonder? It was excellent, as far as it went.

[TomTex]

He rarely finishes any of these stories.......

[nyjints2004]

a hot story so far.