I went to bed naked feeling exhilarated but also slightly apprehensive. Why was Fred watching us for so long? Did he enjoy watching a young stud fuck his wife? I couldn't sleep, so I sent Tony a text. I told him that I was really sorry about what had happened and that I hoped we could still see each other. I began to think about all the times Tony and I had made love. His young toned body and rock hard cock made me feel so alive. He had so much stamina and a seemingly never-ending supply of cum. He could fuck me for hours at a time and give me the most mind-blowing orgasms. Would I ever get to feel his amazing weapon explode deep inside me? Or feel the jets of his hot young spunk splatter my face and tits? I began to touch myself. I could still feel Tony's semen inside me. I slipped a finger into my mouth and tasted him. It was heavenly. I then put the hand back between my legs whilst my other was caressing my swollen breasts. A warm surge began to flow through my body and I started to frig myself more forcefully, occasionally pausing to finger my clit. After a few moments, I could feel increasing wetness between my legs, my back arched and I began to thrust my hips vigorously. I imagined Tony on top of me with my legs wrapped around his muscular body and his big rod fucking me deeper and deeper. My body tightened as I begged Tony for his cum. 'Fill me with your cum!' I cried. My mind went blank as I had my moment of release. After the intense feelings had subsided I felt like I was floating as the warm waves of gratification rolled across my body. This was the first of many orgasms I had that evening. After a largely sleepless night, I lay in bed and wondered what the day had in store for me. I could hear Fred downstairs in the kitchen, it was time I faced the music. I quickly showered and got dressed as I wanted to catch him before he went to work. As I entered the room Fred looked up from the newspaper he was reading at the kitchen table. 'So when are you seeing lover boy again?' Fred asked sarcastically. 'I don't know.' I said slightly sheepishly. 'It was a big shock for me seeing you like that, I had no idea you still wanted sex.' 'Well just because you have no interest doesn't mean I don't have needs.' 'Of course, it would be wrong of me to stop you having your sexual needs fulfilled.' I couldn't tell whether Fred was being sarcastic or not. 'l'm quite happy for you to fuck whoever you want.' Fred said nonchalantly. 'You don't mind at all?' 'No not at all, I quite enjoyed watching you fucking another man, I'd like to watch you again.' I wasn't sure how I felt about Fred watching me fuck other men. I didn't know whether there would be any other men. I only had one man on my mind and he still hadn't text me back yet.
I began to think about all the times Tony and I had made love. His young toned body and rock hard cock made me feel so alive. He had so much stamina and a seemingly never-ending supply of cum. He could fuck me for hours at a time and give me the most mind-blowing orgasms. Would I ever get to feel his amazing weapon explode deep inside me? Or feel the jets of his hot young spunk splatter my face and tits?
I began to touch myself. I could still feel Tony's semen inside me. I slipped a finger into my mouth and tasted him. It was heavenly. I then put the hand back between my legs whilst my other was caressing my swollen breasts. A warm surge began to flow through my body and I started to frig myself more forcefully, occasionally pausing to finger my clit. After a few moments, I could feel increasing wetness between my legs, my back arched and I began to thrust my hips vigorously. I imagined Tony on top of me with my legs wrapped around his muscular body and his big rod fucking me deeper and deeper. My body tightened as I begged Tony for his cum.
'Fill me with your cum!' I cried.
My mind went blank as I had my moment of release. After the intense feelings had subsided I felt like I was floating as the warm waves of gratification rolled across my body. This was the first of many orgasms I had that evening.
After a largely sleepless night, I lay in bed and wondered what the day had in store for me. I could hear Fred downstairs in the kitchen, it was time I faced the music. I quickly showered and got dressed as I wanted to catch him before he went to work.
As I entered the room Fred looked up from the newspaper he was reading at the kitchen table.
'So when are you seeing lover boy again?' Fred asked sarcastically.
'I don't know.' I said slightly sheepishly.
'It was a big shock for me seeing you like that, I had no idea you still wanted sex.'
'Well just because you have no interest doesn't mean I don't have needs.'
'Of course, it would be wrong of me to stop you having your sexual needs fulfilled.'
I couldn't tell whether Fred was being sarcastic or not.
'l'm quite happy for you to fuck whoever you want.' Fred said nonchalantly.
'You don't mind at all?'
'No not at all, I quite enjoyed watching you fucking another man, I'd like to watch you again.'
I wasn't sure how I felt about Fred watching me fuck other men. I didn't know whether there would be any other men. I only had one man on my mind and he still hadn't text me back yet.