1. Bob And My Wife.......By Charlie6334


    Date: 11/18/2015, Categories: Anal, Fetish, Voyeur, Author: SmuttKing, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    The new neighbors, Jen and Bob, moved in on a Saturday. My wife looked out the window and saw them unloading their truck. She called me over and told me to go over and see if I could help. I walked over and introduced myself to Bob. He gave me a big smile and accepted my invitation to help. With the first piece of furniture, it was clear he was much stronger than I was. He lifted his end of the sofa with ease, his biceps bulging under his shirt, as I struggled on my end. But, he was patient. After an hour, we got most of the bigger pieces moved into the house. I was drenched with sweat. "Jen!" Bob called out. "Come out for a minute!" A tall thin, gorgeous woman stepped out of the kitchen, saw me and smiled. "Well hello there." I just stared at her, frozen. She laughed a little. "Come into the kitchen and I'll get you some iced tea." I followed her into the kitchen and just stood there. She handed me a glass of iced tea and I mumbled "thank you." "No, it's you we should thank." Her eyes were bright blue and her smile was mesmerizing. "I'm Jen." Again I stood there mute. Finally she prompted, "And you are..." "Sorry. Steve. I'm Steve. And my wife is Barb." She asked me a few questions about the neighborhood and I managed to give 2 or 3 word answers. As time passed, I finally noticed that Bob wasn't with us. "I should go back and help." I said. "I think Bob has met your wife." Jen said, nodding out the window. I looked out and saw Bob's muscular frame standing very close to my ...
    wife. She stood there staring up into his eyes, her hand on his arm. Barb and I went to bed early that night. She was in bed before me. As I slipped under the covers, she pushed my head down. Knowing what she wanted, I went under the covers and started to lick her pussy. She was very wet. It wasn't long before she grabbed my hair and pulled my face into her. As she came, I could swear I could hear her say, "Oh God Bob, yes!" But with her thighs pinned over my ears, I can't be sure. As I came up for air, I put her hand over my cock. She just gave me a quick kiss, said good night and rolled over. Over the next couple weeks, each night I'd come home from work and Jen would be in the kitchen with Barb, chatting and having a glass of wine. I never said much. I would just stare at Jen's tits or ass and mumble hello. Jen and my wife would giggle and Jen would make and excuse and go home. One Friday night I came home and no one was there. My wife's car was in the driveway, so I knew she couldn't be far. I put my things down, changed into sweats and a t-shirt and grabbed a beer. Just as I was finishing, there was a knock at the door. Jen stood there in a tight dress. She smiled and grabbed my hand, "come with me." She pulled me over to her house and in the front door. She put her finger to her lips "Shhhh. Don't say anything." We quietly went upstairs. She pulled me into her bedroom, reiterating that I should be quiet. My wife was on the bed, naked, on her hands and knees facing away ...
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