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Barbeque Time

Date: 10/10/2017, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: NorthWest52, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

watching? She never took her eyes from the doors and with a far away expression on her face; she slowly pulled the cord to untie Paul’s shorts. She turned her gaze away from the house and up to Paul. Jill whispered again, “She might like what’s inside his shorts.” I know she does. I kept my thoughts to myself. Jill picked up her glass. “You still have time to stop it.” “Just a little longer,” I groaned softly. I could feel Jill’s eyes on me “So, it’s not just Sharon who is a little stirred up? You really do like it.” My cock was on fire, so, so hard, the atmosphere in the evening gloom was intoxicating. Jill was close and I could smell her perfume. I could sense that her excitement was as powerful as mine. Heavy sexual energy seemed to bristle in the air. Massaging my shoulders Jill pressed herself against me. “Are sure about this, Gary ?” Her whispers were barely audible. We both watched open mouthed, Sharon had moved off the padded bench top and sat on the seat. She paused for a brief moment looking up at Paul. Her fingers worked quickly into his waistband and she waited a split second before slowly dragging his shorts down. “Oh, fuck,” I managed to gasp. There, once again was Paul's thick, hard cock. This time though it was not for Jill, it was for my wife. It swayed and look bigger than I seemed to remember. Sharon appeared to swallow hard. All nerves, if there were any, had gone and it was replaced with pure lust. In contrast, Paul had a look of satisfaction and ... smugness on his face. Both Jill and I groaned in surprise at how quickly she moved to get it in her mouth. We could hear her muffled grunts drifting through the doors. Grunts of desire that I hadn’t heard her make before. “Fuck,” whispered Jill as she pressed hard against me. I could feel her grind against my bottom. “Maybe it’s time we stopped it?” she questioned. “Yes,” I whispered. I watched my wife take the big head in and out of her warm wet mouth, she was hungry for it, just as she had been when we had both fantasised. “Oh god,” breathed Jill, “She can’t get enough.” Jill was behind me, her arms now wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer, her lips against my neck. I felt her trace the outline of my cock through my shorts. Sharon had taken Paul’s cock deep into her mouth and one hand was between his legs stroking his balls. Paul’s fingers now raked into her bobbed hair and held her tight. I could just about hear him groan as he looked down watching her. His hips were thrusting as he forced himself in and out of my wife’s mouth. Something about the way he used her made me even more excited. “Ohhhh,” Jill murmured as she felt how hard I was, “Nice.” I felt her explore my outline further with her fingers, the sensation was wonderful. I watched as my wife opened her legs. She pulled her skirt higher exposing her thighs, her free hand moving swiftly to her crotch. I was mesmerised at the sight, greedily sucking, stroking his heavy balls while she rubbed herself. I could only ...