Saturday , January 29 2022

Licking a Pussy of Mature Lady

I met Roger sometime in the sixties. We grew into the very interesting
seventies. When least expected, we were best buddies. Roger is some 3 years
older than myself, so besides being a great friend, he was some sort of
teacher. Roger and me shared the first woman, and of course, Roger was there when I met Ann Helen, the girl who ended up being my wife two years later.

He was already engaged to Sue, but their relation was always troubled. Roger definitely loved Ann Helen’s looks and style, and we both knew
well and I jacked-off often thinking about that. Curiously, even with the mutual trust, we had never talked about it openly, but one afternoon over some drinks, I told Roger I had fucked Ann’s ass the night before in her house.

Roger’s face reflected envy and surprise. ‘We had been playing for some time Rog, a few weeks after we met’, I said. ‘Las night after some hot fondling, I asked her to sit in me. She lifted her skirt and dropped her panties. I had my cock out, and I swear that all I wanted was to feel her body in my cock, maybe even cum, but things didn’t go as planned. As she sat, her asshole trapped my cock and it went all the way in without any problem. I even lifed her a little to confirm if I had hit the ‘right’ hole, and yes, there it was…looked beautiful man’.

‘It feels great Rog’, I continued, ‘fucking the love of your life’.

Roger felt more confident to ask intimate details and I was delighted to give them, describing the best I could how her body was, how she sucked my cock, how she squezzed it with her anus to make sure all of my cum was inside her, and the like.

Since I knew very well Roger had the hots for Ann, I was as precise as possible .Ann Helen’s feminine instinct had her dressing the ‘proper’ way when she knew
Roger was to join us. When we went out as couples, Roger would concentrate his attention to Ann and practically ignore Sue. I encouraged Ann to dress provocatively when I knew Roger was going to be with us.

I made sure Roger would attend any pool party, where Ann Helen would wear her yellow, very tiny bikini.I saw Roger several times trying to peek a little into Ann Helen’s treasures. I’d swear Ann flashed Roger at some points, specially after knowing what was really going on between us. Sue was also pretty, kind of uptight, but Ann Helen was by far the winner of looks and charm.

When Ann and me got married, Roger was my best man, and he had every special privilege inherent. That happened in late 1983.Ann Helen got pregnant immediately after the honeymoon trip.By the spring of ’84, Roger and Sue relationship was a real mess. She tore
their wedding invitations and cancelled it all. Roger was demolished by this and he sank into depression that had Ann and me very concerned.

Ann Helen and me planned a weekend trip to San Diego I told Roger about. He begged me with his eyes to invite him. When I talked it over with my wife, she disliked the idea at first. After
giving her some valid arguments, Ann accepted. Roger was delighted to know
and off we went.The two-hour long trip went nicely between jokes and chat. We noticed poor Roger catching up his long lost mood.

A severe allergy attack took me to bed as soon as we got to San DiegoI asked Ann and Roger to go to the nearest drugstore and bring me some renmedy. They cameback with the pills some 20 minutes later. Ann went to the room while I talked to Roger.

‘Are you Okay?’ I inquired.

‘I’m fine’, he assured me. He actually looked much better.

Ann Helen’s cousin Brenda’s condo had all the premium cable services available. When Roger learned that, he was a fish in the water. I left him with the
biggest smile on his face I had ever seen.

My gorgeous, 2-month pregnant wife was horny, no doubt about it. As I took the
highest possible dose of pills, she repeatedly rubbed my cock to no avail.
She even rolled down my pijamas and sucked it hard but it was useless. The
thing just wouldn’t respond.

I suppose I fell asleep shortly thereafter. I remember seeing my wife’s
graceful naked figure slip in her pink lace negligee, just in case, and grab a
past issue of People Magazine.

It should have been around two in the morning when I woke up feeling terrible,
decided to ignore the warning in the label and take another pill. As I wrestled the child-proof bottle, I turned around to notice that I was alone in the master bedroom.I put my robe on. The door had been left almost closed, so I opened it without
any noise.

Right then, like a lightning, the thought of Roger and Ann Helen
making love struk me. Like a flash, I recounted all of the teasing I had
witnessed, promoted, and what could the have talked about when I sent them to the drugstore.

The dim corridor light and the thick carpeting allowed me to slip quiet as a
mouse, quiclky crawling to the opposing wall. I caught my breath, as I had
this funny, horny feeling.

I could perceive distant TV sounds, probaly a local re-run of a 70’s Benny Hill
show. I began crawling on my belly. I had some 6 feet of wall, continued by a
thick wooden guard rail.

When I ran out of wall, I stopped. I could see the light coming from the TV
room downstairs. The condo’s layout allowed a full view of the lower level. I peeked out. My cold, allergy, or whatever I was suffering cleared out
immediately in exchange for the fastest and meanest hardon I’ve ever had.

Roger, seated on the TV room’s sofa had my beautiful wife Ann Helen on his lap,
facing him, eating her face out in the most passionate kiss I’d seen her give
or take.

She was just covered by her pink negligee. Her silk pink robe laid on the floor. She was rubbing her crotch on his. I just turned around and
began yanking furiously at my poor little 6- inch cock, as my buddy was
begining to have a great time with my wife.

I had no idea how much time had passed, but it was evident the show was about to begin.

For my own good I stopped, but I must admit that, even I jerked off quite often
for my age (27), this had to be the best solo I had ever experienced. If you want to picture Ann Helen, she is a graceful 35-years-old blonde, 5’7′
tall, 122 lbs, green eyes, 36-C breats, very firm and white. Her hair is right
now pretty much they way it was back then: mid-back long.

She was 2-months pregnant at the time, but 2 months meant nothing in her full figured body. The worst part was that Roger knew she was pregnant. She was just days shy of her 23rd birthday, which is April 29.

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