02-04-2026, 07:17 PM
Part 3
My latest conquest looked sheepishly at my husband as we passed him in the foyer... then brazenly grabbed a handful of both boobs... and bent down for a deep, tongue-filled kiss, before heading out to his car parked in the driveway.
As James drove away, I closed the front door, and headed back to the living room to face the music... it was time to discuss with Brandon what he’d just witnessed... and where we’d go from here.
I decided to leave my clothes on the floor, and sat next to my husband on the sofa... naked... leaning up against him, with my heavy breasts and stiff nipples pressed against his left arm.
The conversation started out with Brandon expressing his utter shock at finding me giving a stranger head in our living room while he was playing golf.... he followed that by asking me how long I’d been doing that sort of thing.
As I explained everything that I’d been up to since we’d met... and even back into my earlier high college and college years... I let one of my hands drop to his lap, and began gently toying with the lump in his golf slacks... using the tips of my fingers to tease the head of his cock, and gently squeeze the outline of his shaft through his pants. I couldn’t help but notice that his penis was actually semi-hard already, and seemed to be growing as my attention to his dick continued, and my story unfolded.
I began fondling and massaging the shaft of his dick a little more earnestly... feeling it expand and throb beneath my probing fingers... as I told him about the wedding photographer... his best man at our rehearsal dinner... and a few other covert adventures I’d had since we’d been together.
As our long discussion started to wind down, I gave him a passionate kiss on the lips, and grabbed a handful of his nearly erect hard-on, and said, “I love you more than anything, hon... and I definitely want to be married to you forever... but, this is who I am... and fucking other guys is just something I think I’m always going to do.”
I couldn’t really think of anything more to add, so I shrugged my shoulders and suggested that maybe we should consider having an open marriage.
I was astonished when Brandon smiled... gave me another passionate kiss... and agreed... much more readily than I’d expected... adding that he was surprised at how aroused he became when he saw me sucking another guy’s cock... especially one that big... and he wouldn’t mind seeing it again.
He smiled, as he reached over and began playing with my right boob... caressing the soft tit flesh, then using his fingers to grab my stiff nipple. He pulled my firm breast away from my chest... then released it... watching it swing back and forth, as it settled back into place.
He said that seeing me getting fucked and experiencing great orgasms... even with other guys... would give him a great deal of pleasure... and he was ‘all in’.
By then his prick was rock hard, and creating an impressive tent in his golf slacks. Smiling happily, I unzipped his pants... reached in to pull out his nearly erect boner... then bent down and sucked the tip of his cock into my mouth.
While I bobbed my head up and down on my husband’s raging hard-on, he lifted his butt off the couch, so the two of us could work his slacks past his legs and down to his ankles.
He enthusiastically rocked his hips... pumping his throbbing erection in and out of my warm, wet mouth... over and over and over... banging the head of his cock against my tonsils with every one of his upward thrusts. It didn’t take long before he grabbed the back of my head and held it there... shoving his thick boner as far into my mouth as it would go... then erupted... spewing several streams of semen against the back of my throat... causing me to choke a bit, as I struggled to accommodate his huge load of cum.
I managed to swallow most of it, although some did leak out from the corners of my mouth and trickle down my chin... eventually dripping onto my swaying boobs and stiff nipples... as he continued to cram his rigid prick in and out of my mouth until his nut sack was finally empty.
When he was done cumming, I pulled his spent dick out of my mouth, but continued to stroke his glistening shaft with one hand... while using my other hand to lift my heavy tits up to my mouth so I could lick his spilled cum from the tips of my nipples.
After Brandon’s breathing returned to normal, he pulled me in for a deep, passionate kiss... then we headed upstairs to the master bathroom to take a shower.
To be continued
My latest conquest looked sheepishly at my husband as we passed him in the foyer... then brazenly grabbed a handful of both boobs... and bent down for a deep, tongue-filled kiss, before heading out to his car parked in the driveway.
As James drove away, I closed the front door, and headed back to the living room to face the music... it was time to discuss with Brandon what he’d just witnessed... and where we’d go from here.
I decided to leave my clothes on the floor, and sat next to my husband on the sofa... naked... leaning up against him, with my heavy breasts and stiff nipples pressed against his left arm.
The conversation started out with Brandon expressing his utter shock at finding me giving a stranger head in our living room while he was playing golf.... he followed that by asking me how long I’d been doing that sort of thing.
As I explained everything that I’d been up to since we’d met... and even back into my earlier high college and college years... I let one of my hands drop to his lap, and began gently toying with the lump in his golf slacks... using the tips of my fingers to tease the head of his cock, and gently squeeze the outline of his shaft through his pants. I couldn’t help but notice that his penis was actually semi-hard already, and seemed to be growing as my attention to his dick continued, and my story unfolded.
I began fondling and massaging the shaft of his dick a little more earnestly... feeling it expand and throb beneath my probing fingers... as I told him about the wedding photographer... his best man at our rehearsal dinner... and a few other covert adventures I’d had since we’d been together.
As our long discussion started to wind down, I gave him a passionate kiss on the lips, and grabbed a handful of his nearly erect hard-on, and said, “I love you more than anything, hon... and I definitely want to be married to you forever... but, this is who I am... and fucking other guys is just something I think I’m always going to do.”
I couldn’t really think of anything more to add, so I shrugged my shoulders and suggested that maybe we should consider having an open marriage.
I was astonished when Brandon smiled... gave me another passionate kiss... and agreed... much more readily than I’d expected... adding that he was surprised at how aroused he became when he saw me sucking another guy’s cock... especially one that big... and he wouldn’t mind seeing it again.
He smiled, as he reached over and began playing with my right boob... caressing the soft tit flesh, then using his fingers to grab my stiff nipple. He pulled my firm breast away from my chest... then released it... watching it swing back and forth, as it settled back into place.
He said that seeing me getting fucked and experiencing great orgasms... even with other guys... would give him a great deal of pleasure... and he was ‘all in’.
By then his prick was rock hard, and creating an impressive tent in his golf slacks. Smiling happily, I unzipped his pants... reached in to pull out his nearly erect boner... then bent down and sucked the tip of his cock into my mouth.
While I bobbed my head up and down on my husband’s raging hard-on, he lifted his butt off the couch, so the two of us could work his slacks past his legs and down to his ankles.
He enthusiastically rocked his hips... pumping his throbbing erection in and out of my warm, wet mouth... over and over and over... banging the head of his cock against my tonsils with every one of his upward thrusts. It didn’t take long before he grabbed the back of my head and held it there... shoving his thick boner as far into my mouth as it would go... then erupted... spewing several streams of semen against the back of my throat... causing me to choke a bit, as I struggled to accommodate his huge load of cum.
I managed to swallow most of it, although some did leak out from the corners of my mouth and trickle down my chin... eventually dripping onto my swaying boobs and stiff nipples... as he continued to cram his rigid prick in and out of my mouth until his nut sack was finally empty.
When he was done cumming, I pulled his spent dick out of my mouth, but continued to stroke his glistening shaft with one hand... while using my other hand to lift my heavy tits up to my mouth so I could lick his spilled cum from the tips of my nipples.
After Brandon’s breathing returned to normal, he pulled me in for a deep, passionate kiss... then we headed upstairs to the master bathroom to take a shower.
To be continued
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