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Every month or so Simon and I go out to enjoy a bit of wine tasting at a vineyard a few miles out of the city. It was a lovely clear star filled sky kind of night and after tasting a few glasses, I headed out into the vineyard to clear my head. Simon was more than happy to stay in the dining room to watched the hired entertainment. I was going to find my own.
I had wandered towards the large barn where they make the wine when I saw him. The hottest man I had ever laid eyes on. He was shirtless and only wearing a pair of white pants. It looked amazing on his dark mocha sun kissed skin. I was wet from just looking. He noticed my gaze and brushed some of his dark hair out of his eyes, then he motioned for me to follow. How could I not?!
As soon as I stepped into the dimly lit building, I felt his strong hand wrap around my wrist as he pulled me farther into the rows of barrels. We stopped in the shadows and I fell to my knees, shocking him. He said something, but it wasn’t in english and I doubted he even knew a word of it. Undoing his pants, I was amazed at the size of his cock. Licking my lips, I eagerly took him into my mouth. Rolling my tongue around the tip of him and then bobbing my head down to take as much of him into my hot wet lips. I had to use both of my hands to help hold all of him and I sucked him. Hearing him moan, I was pleased to be making him feel welcome. I stroke and suck on him with delight and then feeling him getting close, I keep stroking and sit back slightly with my mouth open wide. As he cums, I eagerly catch all that I can in my lips, my hands milking him of as much of his hot seed as possible. Then looking up into his dark eyes, I close my mouth and swallow it all. This was the wine I was after. The sweet wine I crave.
There had been a work party at Simon’s job, mostly boring but it came with free drinks. Simon was drinking more than normal and by the end of the night, I knew he couldn’t walk himself to the car. That’s when I met Caleb. Caleb was a co-worker of his, big strong black man, who help me get Simon to the car. He offered to even go home with us and to get Simon into the house. I had noticed Caleb’s eyes lingering on me, so I eagerly nodded.
The trip home was quick and we helped Simon up to our master bedroom. He was drunk, but still very much awake as we put him into a chair in the room. Then he looked between us. “My wife’s very hot, isn’t she Caleb?” Caleb nodded. “Do you want to fuck her?” I was shocked to hear those words come out of Simon’s mouth, but I couldn’t help but get wet at the idea. Glancing at Caleb’s crotch, I could make out the size of his cock and it was huge and hardening. Caleb nodded to Simon again. “Then fuck her for me.” Simon said as he started undoing his own pants.
Having Simon watching was making my heart race as Caleb moved towards me. He wasn’t gentle. Caleb ripped my blouse open and harshly cupped my breasts. I gave off moans as he tweaked my nipples with his fingers and then he flung me onto the bed, pulling me to the edge so my skirt was rolled up to my hips. His hands ripped open my nylons and took in the sight of my dripping wet pussy as I had chosen not to wear panties. “Your wife’s fucking hot.” Caleb said as he undid his pants and pushed them down. His huge black cock sprung free, so hard and erect. “I’m going to ruin that sweet little pussy.” he growled. His words were only making me hotter as I glanced over at Simon, watching him as he sat there, stroking himself.
My eyes went wide as Caleb started filling me with his large fuck wand. He reached so much deeper, stretched me wider than any other before. Once he had slid all the way in, he started to pound into me. Being so wet and ready for him helped as he fucked me so hard that I was screaming out. Filling my pussy and using me in front of my husband. Caleb had me by the hips and was using me like a meat sheath and I was loving every moment. Gripping the bed, I felt my climax building with each slam into my fuck hole. “Fuck me!” I screamed at him. “Fuck me better than my husband ever has! Fuck me and fill me with your jizz!” I cried out to him. I was a moaning screaming mess as everything just felt so good as I came. My pussy constricting and as I felt him finish as well, I was milking his cock, letting his hot spunk fill me inside. And with the last few thrusts, I heard Simon climaxing in his own lap. The poor fool. Watching him pass out with his pants around his ankles, I knew he might not remember this. Looking back up at Caleb as he pulled out and slipped his pants back on, I smiled and purred, “Come see me again soon.”
I do not enjoy Spring one bit. The reason is not that I do not like the flowers, or the trees coming to life, or the warmer days, not at all. The reason is that there are so many social engagements to attend as a couple that extra playtime is cut so very short. It irritates me. Every day when I get the mail it seems there are so many invites to the stupidest type of soirees. My husband, my dear, sweet, Simon keeps on accepting them. I told him that I will be unable to attend some of these events due to work commitments, but when I am not here then I will be at someone’s house, or the club. Plus, Simon has off during the Summer and Last Spring. This is going to be absolutely terrible for me.
Hmmm, perhaps it will not be so bad after all. I was just struck by a very delicious thought. Perhaps having Simon near as I engage in my extra marital actives will be exciting. The thrill of maybe being caught? I need to think on this some more. However, I am getting excited as scenarios are spinning in my head.
Mmmmmmm pussy! You know you love it and so do I! I do not only play with men when my husband is out, or on a business trip. Oh hell no. I love clit, tits, and pretty pink assholes. I have a lot of Lesbian fantasies, and I love to act them out every chance I get. Usually what I do is hire someone new to work at the house. One of the staff that I know really will fuck something up badly but who I know really needs a job and will do anything to keep it. I suppose that makes me a bit cruel but sometimes life is cruel.
The last girl I hired was so pretty and as dumb as a stump. I knew she would really mess something up, and within a few days she had. She actually put one of my designer dresses in the washer! Which really made me mad, I almost just said fuck it and fired her without getting to play with her pussy. That was expensive damn it! However, she started to cry, and she didn’t try to hide it from me. She came to me holding it in her hands. I told her to come back tomorrow and she would not be paid for the day. She left still crying.
The next morning after Simone left I sat her down at the table and explained to her that if she isn’t sure about something she has to ask. By this time I was less angry and more horny. She begged and pleaded for me not to fire her, she needed the money so badly. Her Mother and Brother had both lost their jobs so it was up to her to bring some money into the house. THIS is what I wanted to hear.
I told her that the only way I would ever keep her on staff is if she let me fuck her and her fuck me. She didn’t even hesitate before she said that it was fine with her. YAY for me! I have to say, her pussy tastes like what I think a Hello Kitty heaven would taste like, plus she is starting to be a little more aggressive and open to suggestions. I think I will keep her around a bit longer, until I tire of her of course, then I will be on to a new cunt to play with.
My friends at the club are so…stodgy. That is what happens when you are just not fucked in the right way. Cobwebs develop, your pussy gets depressed, and all that goes to your brain and you start to think that anything other than laying in bed with your boring husband at night is just awful. It is true that I have the hottest husband at the club, but I still need more. Of course he doesn’t know that, but what he doesn’t know can’t hurt him can it?
The other day when I was there for my tennis lesson we all noticed that there was a fine young man helping out the instructor. Not too young mind you, but young enough. His body was amazing, you could see his muscles rippling under his tight white Tennis shirt, and you could certainly make out the shape of his cock in his white Tennis shorts. The other Ladies were acting like little girls, giggling, whispering about how yummy he looked. They were right, he did look yummy and I decided that I wanted a taste.
After our lessons were over the other women went into the club house to have drinks, I stayed behind to help the instructor clean up the courts. I made small talk with his helper, he wasn’t very smart, but luckily you don’t have to be smart to be a good fuck. I asked him of what he thought of all these stuck up women undressing him with their eyes. He just laughed and said that most times he didn’t mind, but when they were ugly it made him feel weird. I laughed at that.
I asked him if he thought I was one of the ugly ones. He said, “NO!” I said good because I am going to take you down to the golf course and we are going to fuck. He didn’t know what to say, I had to tell him to hurry up and follow me. We went down to the 7th green where there is a water hazard which was low on one side, and I had that fine young man fuck the hell out of my throat and pussy. I knew that my husband was there somewhere playing a round of golf with his buddies. I came so hard thinking about him perhaps coming across me just in full fuck mode with this guy.
Tomorrow is another Tennis lesson and I wonder if I should wait until Simone gets home from work to go, or if I should just go early in the morning. Either way I know I’m going to have a great time playing with this new yummy treat’s cock again.
I could not wait until Simon left this morning. I had my whole day planned out and Simon wasn’t part of it. I made his lunch, cooked him breakfast, gave him a blow job, then walked him to the door and sent him on his way. As soon as I saw him drive past the gate I ran for the phone. I called a contractor that was referred to me by a close friend. I told him I would ring him up as soon as the husband left so that he could come over and give me an estimate on redoing the downstairs and making it into a Man Cave for the hubs.
I had to hurry up and get ready because I had to be near the intercom to open the gate so he could drive up to the house. I had just put my bra on when I heard the intercom tone. I opened the gate and went downstairs to open the door to let him in. It took him a moment to fully see me. When he did he blushed a little bit. I just waved him in. He did not hold eye contact with me when he brushed past me in the doorway.
I told him that I was sorry that I wasn’t done dressing for the day yet. He said it wasn’t a problem. I showed him downstairs and explained what I wanted. I made a joke about how it must not be every day that he shows up for an estimate and the woman isn’t completely dressed yet. He laughed and said, “No, no it isn’t.” I asked him if he liked what he saw. He just shook his head yes.
That was all I needed. I was surprised I lasted that long. I was on my knees and he was saying, “Mrs. Groft, please.” I didn’t care, I worked my hand into his work pants and was sucking on his cock in no time at all. I had to put my hands on his ass and force his hips forward harder. I wanted to feel the tip of cock hit my voice box. Then the most glorious thing happened, he finally stopped being so shy and skull fucked me the way I wanted.
When my husband came home he was still there taking measurements with another guy that he works with. My husband gave me a kiss and asked me who they were. I told him what I was doing for him and he was thrilled. He went downstairs to see what was going to be done, little did he know that his wife was done in that very same room a couple of hours before hand.