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Im having drinks with my friend Darryl and my wife at home. We've shared a couple of bottles of wine, chatted and had a giggle all evening. Its getting late so we tell Darryl he should stay over.
Things quieten down as the evening draws to an end. My wife excuses herself to get ready for bed as Darryl and I finish our wine.
After a while my wife comes back in wearing her silk black dressing gown.
She pours another wine, puts on her favourite song and begins dancing in the middle of the room.
Darryl and I watch as she moves slowly to the music. She notices us watching....
She puts down her wine and turns her back to us. Runs her hands down her hips as she sways them... as she runs her hands back up her dressing gown rides up with them, revealing her black stockings.
"What do you have on underneath that dressing gown honey?" I ask.
She drops the gown back down and repies "wouldn't you like to know ".
"err, I would" Darryl puts his hand up. "So would i!" I agree.
She turns to face us, picks up her wine and downs the remaining half.
"Hmmmmm..... im not sure if I should. Dont want you both getting ideas." She teases.
"Comn love, don't make us beg!". I play along, recognising the look in her eyes.
She reaches for the silk belt holding her gown together and slowly undoes it.
She parts the gown slightly and reveals her leg, black stockings going just above the knee. She parts the gown a little more and reveals a suspender belt next to her smooth skin on her thigh.
"damn......" Darryl leans back into the sofa. "What else you got hiding under there?".
She let's the gown fall off her bare shoulders, turning away from us as she does.
The gown slowly glides down her bare back as more of it falls away....
She stops it at her hips, keeping her bottom half covered.
She looks at us both in turn over her shoulder. "Is that enough? Or would you like to see more?"
"Turn around sweetheart. Let Darryl see you." I suggest.
She locks eyes with Darryl and slowly turns her body. Her slender shoulders glimmer in the lamplight as she turns to reveal her topless body, a nervous yet playful look on her face.
Darryl and I sit speechless. He downs the last of his wine, unable to look away.
My wife looks down at herself. Her perfect, small nipples sit proudly on her pert breasts.
"oopsy" she says in an innocent voice and lifts her hands to cover her breasts. The gown drops to the floor, revealing tiny lacy pink knickers under her black garter belt.
"Now look what I've done!" She says playfully.
Darryl looks at me, unsure what to do. I laugh and shrug my shoulders.
"Why dont you come and sit down with us love?" I pat the sofa in between where me and Darryl are sitting.
She tilts her head to one side. "Ok", she smiles, "i am kinda tired after all that dancing."
She puts her hands behind her back, revealing herself to us again. Darryl places his empty wine glass down on the table and tries to relax into the chair.
My wife locks eyes with him again, then with me as she walks slowly over to the seat............ tbc

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HMD24UK

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Mmmmm x damn mate please tell us more x especially what your hot wife took off! x he he
 
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pauldog46

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Im having drinks with my friend Darryl and my wife at home. We've shared a couple of bottles of wine, chatted and had a giggle all evening. Its getting late so we tell Darryl he should stay over.
Things quieten down as the evening draws to an end. My wife excuses herself to get ready for bed as Darryl and I finish our wine.
After a while my wife comes back in wearing her silk black dressing gown.
She pours another wine, puts on her favourite song and begins dancing in the middle of the room.
Darryl and I watch as she moves slowly to the music. She notices us watching....
She puts down her wine and turns her back to us. Runs her hands down her hips as she sways them... as she runs her hands back up her dressing gown rides up with them, revealing her black stockings.
"What do you have on underneath that dressing gown honey?" I ask.
She drops the gown back down and repies "wouldn't you like to know ".
"err, I would" Darryl puts his hand up. "So would i!" I agree.
She turns to face us, picks up her wine and downs the remaining half.
"Hmmmmm..... im not sure if I should. Dont want you both getting ideas." She teases.
"Comn love, don't make us beg!". I play along, recognising the look in her eyes.
She reaches for the silk belt holding her gown together and slowly undoes it.
She parts the gown slightly and reveals her leg, black stockings going just above the knee. She parts the gown a little more and reveals a suspender belt next to her smooth skin on her thigh.
"damn......" Darryl leans back into the sofa. "What else you got hiding under there?".
She let's the gown fall off her bare shoulders, turning away from us as she does.
The gown slowly glides down her bare back as more of it falls away....
She stops it at her hips, keeping her bottom half covered.
She looks at us both in turn over her shoulder. "Is that enough? Or would you like to see more?"
"Turn around sweetheart. Let Darryl see you." I suggest.
She locks eyes with Darryl and slowly turns her body. Her slender shoulders glimmer in the lamplight as she turns to reveal her topless body, a nervous yet playful look on her face.
Darryl and I sit speechless. He downs the last of his wine, unable to look away.
My wife looks down at herself. Her perfect, small nipples sit proudly on her pert breasts.
"oopsy" she says in an innocent voice and lifts her hands to cover her breasts. The gown drops to the floor, revealing tiny lacy pink knickers under her black garter belt.
"Now look what I've done!" She says playfully.
Darryl looks at me, unsure what to do. I laugh and shrug my shoulders.
"Why dont you come and sit down with us love?" I pat the sofa in between where me and Darryl are sitting.
She tilts her head to one side. "Ok", she smiles, "i am kinda tired after all that dancing."
She puts her hands behind her back, revealing herself to us again. Darryl places his empty wine glass down on the table and tries to relax into the chair.
My wife locks eyes with him again, then with me as she walks slowly over to the seat............ tbc

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(Pt 2)

Where was i? ............ so..........

My wife walks towards Darryl and I slowly, her back straight, her shoulders back, one foot in front of the other. As gracefully as the wine allows..
She stands before us, within touching distance, turns around, and provocatively begins to lower herself into the seat. Arching her back and sticking out her bottom as she does.
She balances precariously, then let's herself fall back onto the sofa, jolting Darryl and I.
"Nice landing!" I laugh.
"Shush you!" She giggles back."you liked my landing, didn't you Darryl?" She pouts playfully as she places a finger on Darryl's thigh.
"Looked good from where im sitting." He replied, his eyes drifting from her face, to her bare breasts.
She smiles with one side of her mouth. "I bet it did...".
She looks down at the bulge in Darryl's lap. "So you both like my outfit then?".
"I like these stockings." I reply as I place my hand on her knee and run my hand up the silky material.
"And what about you Darryl?" She asks, her eyelids drooping heavily as she walks her fingers up his thigh towards the bulge in the front of his jeans.
Darryl looks at me, looks at my hand moving up my wife's leg towards her crotch, looks at my wife's hand moving up his thigh, and places his hand on her knee.
"Yes I like it. Feels nice." He says as he runs his hand up my wife's leg until he feels the cool skin of her inner thigh.
Her fingers reach Darryl's bulging erection, and she flattens her hand on it, feeling his hard cock through his jeans. She rubs her hand up and down the length of it and squeezes it gently.
"You feel nice too..." she whispers as she opens her legs, giving Darryl and i access to move our hands further up her inner thigh.
She leans back into the chair and reaches over with her other hand and begins rubbing my swollen cock. Darryl's hand slips between my wife's legs, the heat emmiting through the fabric of her knickers.
He rubs her through the material. She let's out a moan and grips our cocks harder through our trousers.
I work my hand up her torso to her breasts. Her nipples harden against my palms as I gently squeeze.
Darryl lifts the fabric of my wife's knickers and slides a finger under the material. He feels the warm, sticky lips of her vulva and follows them down, seeking her opening with his fingers.
She arch's her back and moans as he slides a finger into her.
Her hands continue massaging and rubbing our members. She fumbles with our zippers, trying to undo us.
She mumbles something and shifts position to use both hands on my zipper.
Still struggling, she turns and kneels on the sofa, facing me, and leans her elbows painfully on my leg as she uses two hands to unzip my trousers.
Darryl, now behind my wife, finds himself presented with her ass, temptingly close to his face.(see pic;)).
He tugs her tiny pink knickers over her round buttocks, struggling to pull them down under the suspender belts.
Finally, my flies are undone and open, my cock bulging under my pants. She pulls them down as far as she can, the cool air feels good on my skin....
Daryyl admires my wifes bare buttocks and wet pussy from behind. He places a hand on each buttock......
My wife wraps her hand around my cock. Purring, she locks her eyes on mine, and slowly lowers her head towards my lap.....
She opens her mouth, I can feel her warm breathe on the head of my eager member.....
Darryl, breathing heavily, gently parts my wifes buttocks, and lowers his head towards her ass....

What a cliffhanger lol.
I need to go to bed. I also need to give my wife a name for the story, can't keep calling her 'my wife', although it does give me a boner lol



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Disclaimer....... just so we're all clear here, all this is fictional. The scenario im making up is for my own wicked entertainment (and yours of course!). I don't know anyone called Darryl.
They are pictures of my wife, and yes she is aware im posting them.
We've never had a 3some, although im hoping when I read this out to her(including your comments), it will help my cause lol
 
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HMD24UK

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(Pt 2)

Where was i? ............ so..........

My wife walks towards Darryl and I slowly, her back straight, her shoulders back, one foot in front of the other. As gracefully as the wine allows..
She stands before us, within touching distance, turns around, and provocatively begins to lower herself into the seat. Arching her back and sticking out her bottom as she does.
She balances precariously, then let's herself fall back onto the sofa, jolting Darryl and I.
"Nice landing!" I laugh.
"Shush you!" She giggles back."you liked my landing, didn't you Darryl?" She pouts playfully as she places a finger on Darryl's thigh.
"Looked good from where im sitting." He replied, his eyes drifting from her face, to her bare breasts.
She smiles with one side of her mouth. "I bet it did...".
She looks down at the bulge in Darryl's lap. "So you both like my outfit then?".
"I like these stockings." I reply as I place my hand on her knee and run my hand up the silky material.
"And what about you Darryl?" She asks, her eyelids drooping heavily as she walks her fingers up his thigh towards the bulge in the front of his jeans.
Darryl looks at me, looks at my hand moving up my wife's leg towards her crotch, looks at my wife's hand moving up his thigh, and places his hand on her knee.
"Yes I like it. Feels nice." He says as he runs his hand up my wife's leg until he feels the cool skin of her inner thigh.
Her fingers reach Darryl's bulging erection, and she flattens her hand on it, feeling his hard cock through his jeans. She rubs her hand up and down the length of it and squeezes it gently.
"You feel nice too..." she whispers as she opens her legs, giving Darryl and i access to move our hands further up her inner thigh.
She leans back into the chair and reaches over with her other hand and begins rubbing my swollen cock. Darryl's hand slips between my wife's legs, the heat emmiting through the fabric of her knickers.
He rubs her through the material. She let's out a moan and grips our cocks harder through our trousers.
I work my hand up her torso to her breasts. Her nipples harden against my palms as I gently squeeze.
Darryl lifts the fabric of my wife's knickers and slides a finger under the material. He feels the warm, sticky lips of her vulva and follows them down, seeking her opening with his fingers.
She arch's her back and moans as he slides a finger into her.
Her hands continue massaging and rubbing our members. She fumbles with our zippers, trying to undo us.
She mumbles something and shifts position to use both hands on my zipper.
Still struggling, she turns and kneels on the sofa, facing me, and leans her elbows painfully on my leg as she uses two hands to unzip my trousers.
Darryl, now behind my wife, finds himself presented with her ass, temptingly close to his face.(see pic;)).
He tugs her tiny pink knickers over her round buttocks, struggling to pull them down under the suspender belts.
Finally, my flies are undone and open, my cock bulging under my pants. She pulls them down as far as she can, the cool air feels good on my skin....
Daryyl admires my wifes bare buttocks and wet pussy from behind. He places a hand on each buttock......
My wife wraps her hand around my cock. Purring, she locks her eyes on mine, and slowly lowers her head towards my lap.....
She opens her mouth, I can feel her warm breathe on the head of my eager member.....
Darryl, breathing heavily, gently parts my wifes buttocks, and lowers his head towards her ass....

What a cliffhanger lol.
I need to go to bed. I also need to give my wife a name for the story, can't keep calling her 'my wife', although it does give me a boner lol



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Damn mate x she well fit x wish I was playing Daryl! lol
 

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Disclaimer....... just so we're all clear here, all this is fictional. The scenario im making up is for my own wicked entertainment (and yours of course!). I don't know anyone called Darryl.
They are pictures of my wife, and yes she is aware im posting them.
We've never had a 3some, although im hoping when I read this out to her(including your comments), it will help my cause lol
Definitely! I'd love to find out just how persuadable she can be. Soon have her moaning, sucking you deeper and more desperately as I tease her clit.
 
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Pt 3......

My wife gasps as she feels Darryls tongue begin lapping at her asshole. She wraps her lips around my shaft and lowers her head.
I close my eyes as i feel the tight 'o' of her lips glide up and down. The feeling of her warm wet mouth taking over my senses.
She arches her back and pushes her buttocks against Darryl's face as she moans.
Darryl's wet tongue pushes harder at her tight hole, making small circles. She moans around my cock, sending vibrations down my wet shaft.
After a few minutes, my wife feels the probing tongue between her buttocks move lower, seeking out her wet pussy.
Darryl strains his neck finding the angle needed to taste her juices he wants so bad. He flips over onto his back and uses his legs to push his body along the sofa, so that his head ends up underneath and between my wife's legs.
Reaching around, he grasps my wife's buttocks and encourages her to lower herself onto his waiting mouth.
Darryl feels her wet pussy lips against his own lips and he begins exploring her with his tongue, tasting her sweet essence.
'Mmmmm.....' she moans as she feels his tongue flicking and circling and probing her wet hole. She begins grinding herself against his face as she takes my cock in deeper, relaxing her throat as her mouth engulfs my swollen member.
I take in the scene, first looking down at my wife's head bobbing up and down on my lap as she deepthroats me. Then over at her rear end, Darryl's hands gripping her buttocks as she grinds back and forth on his face.
I notice Darryl's still done up trousers, and the bulge straining to get out.
'Babe,' i mutter, 'Darryl still has his trousers on, doesnt seem fair somehow.....'
She lifts her head up, removing my cock from her mouth, instead gripping it with her hand.
Panting, and without stopping her rhythmical grinding, she looks up at me, then back towards Darryl's lower half.
'Well we cant have that now, can we?'. That look in her eyes again.....

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