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Barbeque Time

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

what I wanted. I thought I wanted to watch Paul drive his thick cock, deep into my wife. I thought I wanted to see Sharon urge him on. I thought I wanted to hear my wife’s desperate moans of pleasure as another man filled her and satisfied her better than I could. Yes, I wanted it as a fantasy, but it was real and happening now and I wasn’t that sure. I watched and heard Sharon gasp, his lips sucked her clit and she groaned, “Oh, fuck,” over and over. With what seemed like a mighty effort she pushed his head away from her soaking pussy and Paul took half a step back. I could hear their words now. She lifted herself to a sitting position on the bench top. Her eyes were half closed and her breathing was very hard, even as she was composing herself while admiring Paul’s cock. Her hand extended towards it. “I need that,” she said between deep breaths. He grinned and moved forward, her fingers checking the thickness as she guided it, pulling gently, to where she wanted it. “ Gary?” Jill’s voice drifted from somewhere that seemed a million miles away, “I don’t think you understand, she will not stop unless you tell her to. If it’s not what you want, make some noise or something and disturb them, until then she thinks she has your approval.” As I half listened to Jill, Sharon looked to the house yet again. Her gaze was now directly at me, she must be able to see. You really, really want this, don’t you? I thought. Had moving closer to get a better look given her the assurance she ... needed? She turned to him. “That feels wonderful.” Her hand massaged its length and girth as she started to lie back. “God, I need to try it,” she gasped the last words. I was lost in a surreal world of acceptance. Jill was forgotten and I thought I’d heard her going upstairs. I was totally tuned in to my wife, as another side of her was being revealed. My fingers were instinctively unbuttoning my shorts and my cock was in my hand. I groaned as I saw Sharon give a final quick glance towards me. She moaned loudly at the sight of my cock, now knowing I was a willing part of this. Her attention turned to Paul and she opened her legs still further. With a grin, Paul held her thighs, smug and full of confidence as he teased. The head of his cock was opening her lips. I heard a whimper coming from my wife. Laughing at her, Paul looked down, his shaft in his hand and the big head was wiped up and down her wet lips. “You want my cock, Sharon?” “Fuck, yes,” my wife hissed. “You’re going to take every inch,” he grunted. “Fuck, yes.” she replied again, her hips searching for an angle to somehow feed him inside. “I told you earlier I was going to fuck you, didn’t I?” He teased the head up and down her slit. “Ohhh God, yes.” “You told me how wet the thought made you, didn’t you?” “Yesssss,” she was almost crying now, knowing I would hear. “As soon as Gary was busy, you told me how wet you were, and you’d taken your knickers off ready for me.” “Oh, fuck,” Sharon moaned. “You are a randy ...