Hot sticky sex and a cream pie

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The original communication with Jonny was because he was looking for couples to come to his house parties. Photos suggested, however, that this clean-cut Englishman was very much my type, although a number of his profile verifications commented that he was far better looking in the flesh. And when he walked into the pub and I saw the broad shoulders and chisselled good looks of this well-dressed former army officer, I had to agree. He was gorgeous, and I was mesmerised by the bluest eyes I had ever seen!

Unfortunately this initial infatuation was momentary. Jonny was surprisingly nervous, and the more he talked the more nervous he became. This initially put me off - to me confidence is the key to sex appeal! Don't get me wrong, he was able to hold a conversation, and was indeed good company. But there was no flirting, no seduction. In the end Dale decided to push things forward, and suggested Jonny sit beside me. Things heated up then, and Jonny showed me his expertise with his fingers right in the middle of the pub, as described in 'Impromptu fun (part. 1)'. And by the time Jonny wound up back at our house, he had relaxed sufficiently to show me what an experienced lover he really was!

On the marital bed, Jonny purposefully set to work on me. Once a condom was safely in place he proceeded to mount me with his big rugby player body, before pounding me with his thick cock. For the next couple of hours he remained hard and long lasting, as he energetically took me through a variety of positions, as described in 'impromptu fun (part 2). Like my experiences with Mark, I was left feeling saited. And like Mark, I concluded Jonny is exactly what I need for uncomplicated drama free sex. But I was acutely aware that I have not found my Christian Grey, and I continued to yearn for psychological mind-play and domination.

Then two weeks later Jonny arranged a sex party at his batchelor pad. We were invited, along with three other couples. I was excited about going to a party, but although I was looking forward to playing with Jonny again, the euphoria and anticipation I get from meeting a prospective Dom was lacking. However, when Jonny greeted us at his door, I melted at the sight of his piercing blue eyes. I had forgotten how gorgeous he was when fully dressed. He politely kissed my cheek, then hugged me and he felt lovely.

We were the first to arrive. We followed Jonny to the kitchen, but then Dale decided to nip to the bathroom, which left Jonny and I alone. Immediately Dale was out of sight, Jonny was all over me, nuzzling my neck and feeling my thighs and bottom. He cheekily lifted my skirt to see what underwear I was wearing. I didn't let him kiss my mouth and I soon untangled myself from the passionate welcome, conscious that soon other guests would arrive and it may appear rude for us to have already started!

Later I regretted giving him this brush-off. Maybe I've taken it too much for granted to be able to play hard to get when I am the only woman. I had already learnt at the party with Mark in March, that on the swing scene, if one holds back too much there will always be a more willing woman waiting! And for the second time since Dale and I have been active on the swing scene, I realised I would have to join the queue of MILFs, when there is a young stud who has his pick.

However, I also had my pick that night, and fairly early on I made a mental note of a man called Alex, with 'come to bed eyes'. Alex's wife, Laura was gorgeous too. As part of a 'warm up' game Laura was the instructed to sit on Jonny's lap so he could undress her. I had been sitting on the leather sofa trying to catch Jonny's eye, as he sat the other side of his lounge on a dining chair. I had hoped he'd come and sit next to me. Dale told me to go a sit on his lap, but I'm used to men coming to me! My hesitance yet again pushed me further back in the queue. I watched in amazement and increasing horniness as he peeled off Laura's dress revealing large braless breasts. Jonny was clearly impressed too from the way he held her from behind as he gathered up her magnificent assets, kneeding them with his hands. Well if I had wanted Jonny before, this sight heightened my desire for him. Gone was the nervous man we'd met two weeks earlier in a remote country pub. He was on his own territory, young and single surrounding by middle aged couples, and he knew he had his pick of sexy MILFs.

And whilst he was playing with this beautifil woman, he looked over at me with his sapphire blue eyes and gave me a wink and a cheeky smile. Maybe I'd got this guy wrong. Perhaps there are some psychological games to be had here. Either way, I knew I would have some serious fun that night.

Part 2 of this night soon to be published.

Impromptu fun (part 2) - by Dale

For those who haven't yet read part 1 of 'impromptu fun' click here.

Up in the bedroom Jonny wasted no time in getting stuck in. He was right on top of Sarah pinning her to the bed like a tiger about to claim his conquest. Sarah was getting more and more excited, but he seemed to be in no rush. Once again she had to take matters into her own hands, and suggested he puts a condom on. Once covered up, she opened her legs for him to mount her. I allowed them space to enjoy their first fuck. Sarah's excitment was building more and more, and I knew she was in the zone when she demanded that Jonny take her from behind. Her favorite fucking position. Whilst not a Dom, he nonetheless took the chance to grab her hair and pull her back on him, whilst smacking her bottom in rhythm to the movements. What a sight !!!

After a good round of fucking, Jonny took a breather and suggested that she suck my cock. By this stage I was desperate for some attention. Sarah lay between me and her new lover, and obediently turn her head towards my throbbing member and began to gobble. Jonny, on her other side, was lovingly kissing her neck as he slowly made his way towards her cock-filled mouth. He started to kiss the edge of Sarah's mouth and for a moment ran the tip of his tongue along my shaft. This was getting very close to being outside Sarah's comfort zone, so she removed my penis with her hand and turned to kiss him. She then alternatated between kissing my cock and his mouth. The whole time Jonny was bringing his mouth closer to me. 'Would you like me to suck your husband's cock?' Jonny asked. This was too much for Sarah and she immediately moved my dick right out of the way of his probing tongue. She did, however, confess to me later that she found this event quite erotic.

Sarah was now ready for round 2, and was once again on all fours begging for more. As he took her from behind and I shoved my pulsating cock in her mouth. At one point Jonny gave an especially vigarous thrust sending Sarah's head and chest down onto the bed leaving my member suspended in mid-air. Unbeknown to her, Jonny reached out and began stroking me intimately. He then leaned over Sarah's back and sucked me like a hardened pro, and it was clear I was not his first. Sadly, Sarah lifted her head and ended my fun.

Later whilst Sarah was in the bathroom, Jonny and I sneaked in our own private fun by taking it in turns to give each other a blowjob. Unfortunately this experience was brief, as I heard the toilet flush, herelding Sarah's iminent return. 

Back on the bed, lying between us again, Jonny suggested Sarah sucked both of us at the same time. To my astonishment there was no brick wall put up by Sarah, who actually seemed quite keen to experience something new. So with me on her left, and Jonny on her right, she started to give her first doube blowjob. She seemed to thoroughly enjoy that too, alternating between my longer cock and his thicker one with her tongue.

The pleasure of the double blowjob had got us all horny again, so it was time for the grand finale. And what an event it was. Sarah was now in the groove and enjoying her new sexual partner. I was enjoying seeing her enjoy herself, especially as her inhibitions seemed few this evening. Lying on the bed in missionary position, Jonny once again mounted my willing wife. With Sarah now fully occupied, I was free to provided additional sitmuation. Caressing her exposed bottom I gently prodded her with one finger.  Her anus willing accepted the intrusion, which I was grateful for as I had the double benefit of feeling Jonny's hard cock in my wife's pussy through the thin wall dividing cunt and ass.

I decided it was my turn to have my wife. I lay her down on the bed and felt the old familiar feeling as she wrapped her legs around me, whilst I entered her now stretched pussy. I was so horny by this point that I shot my load into her within a few thrust. Jonny was lying next to my wife, and from the look on his face I realised that he was patiently awaiting the cream pie, I usually regard as my treat. And within seconds Jonny had instructed Sarah to sit on his face. When he had sucked her clean, she dismounted, and he showed us a blob of my cum sitting on his tongue. Jonny then leaned forward to kiss my wife, but that was a step to far - Sarah's boundaries had already been pushed well beyond my wildest dreams that night.

Sarah was now keen to ride Jonny. Lucky for me this left her ample ass even more vulnerable and I decided to push my luck a little further, and initiate her into the joys of DP. Whilst Jonny distracted my wife by licking her hanging tits, I lubed her up then opened her with two fingers, before bringing my throbbing cock to her anus. This was a definite first for Sarah, as although we have had anal before, she is not big on it, and had certainly never been in favour of two penises in her at once. I was very proud of my hot wife as she managed to get about half my length in her and seemed to enjoy the experience.  Emboldened by this, I pushed my luck even further, and I began to insert my cock into her wet pussy alongside Jonny's. Again she managed about half the length. What a good girl !!

Not wanting to push her to breaking point, I then backed off, and allowed her to finish off with Jonny alone. I was keen though that they both had maximum stimulation so as he was fucking her hard I played with all exposed bits !!!  His and her anus, her pussy, his shaft and balls. And as he was nearing climax I leaned down, licked behind his sack and took one of his balls in my mouth until he shot deep inside her. What a sensation as I squeezed ever last drop of cum from his balls into her. Once he had got his breath back he climbed off, and as my reward, poured the cum from his condom onto my wife's belly and I was allowed to greedily lick it off. 

This was by far the best threesome that Sarah and I have had together and a repeat is most definitely in the diary !!! 

Impromptu fun (part 1) - by Dale

We decided to change our approach and go for a nice English middle class boy who lives locally. The lengthy train journeys into London, followed by a crowded pub with nowhere to sit, to meet a man who doesn't buy his fair share of drinks, and nods his head like the Churchill dog as he wonders where the hotel is, was starting to become tedious. Or the mandingo parties, which of course have their place, but when one is married to such a snobby hotwife, who won't play unless the black man concerned is gym fit and intellectually engaging, I was starting to wonder what was in it for me with the interacial swing scene.

Jonny had reached out to us on numerous occasions via the swinging website. However, due to distractions from potential Dom Bulls and BBC fuck buddies, we had not realised the potential sitting almost on our doorstep. After an unexpected quiet period, we took a closer look at Jonny, and realised he may well be axactly what we were looking for. After a couple of weeks of intense texting, we finally arranged to meet him for an NSA drink in a quaint country pub close to where we live.

I was at the bar ordering drinks, when he came in behind and said jokingly "Hello Sir". When I heard the smooth Home Counties accent, I turned around to see an English gent dressed in a shirt and blazer. I knew right away that Sarah would be creaming her panties with this one, and my mind flashed back to the Mayfair pub just over a year ago and another public school English gent.

Once we sat down with our drinks and eyed each other up, I realised that, he was goodlooking and certainly up to Sarah's standard. For a former army officer, Jonny seemed unusually shy, and nervously knocked back his beer as we got to know each other. Maybe he was a bit overwhelmed, as Sarah is much better looking in the flesh. He is however very experienced on the swing scene and even hosts his own private parties, so we were sure he would convert the situation once he relaxed.

From the sideways glances I was giving Sarah, I could tell that she liked what she saw and was keen to get her hands on him. We were getting to know each, and all seemed to click, but I know Sarah well enough to realise that this guy wasn't stimulating her mind sexually. I kept hoping he would turn up the seduction, or else Sarah might lose interest. In the end I had no choice but to take matters into my owns hands. When he returned from the bar with the next round, I vacated my seat to go to the washroom, and suggested he sits next to my wife. Upon my return I was delighted to see Jonny's hand on Sarah's thigh carressing the lacey top of her stockings. My move seemed to be just what was needed, as he was now google eyed and breathing heavier. With a bulge nicely developing in his trousers I watched in awe as Sarah's hand crept across his thigh resting on his packet. He leaned over and gave her a sensual kiss. Well after this things really heated up, and I was given a front seat view of Jonny's manly fingers creeping up her thigh and exploring the womanly folds of her now wet pussy. Sarah was desperately trying not to moan too loadly as he fingered her clit. He naughtily offered her his fingers to lick, but as she declined, he enthusiastically sucked his fingers like an ice lolly, having his first taste of her juices.

We weren't planning on playing that night, but it became obvious that this was a golden opportunity for some uncomplicated fun with a goodlooking nice man, which we are now learning is a rare occurance. So it was off to the cars, and back to our house.

Ever the good host I went to make tea whilst Sarah, who was realising that she sometimes needs to take the lead, marched her new playmate off to the living room. By the time I got there they were already making out on the sofa. I sat oppposite on the chair as they caressed, and watched Jonny start to peel off her clothes. Eventually, Sarah could take it no more and unzipped him. At this point I had to get a closer look, and when I moved over to the sofa, Sarah had his cock deep down her throat, greedily devouring it.

However, Sarah likes her creature comforts and suggested we go upstairs to the marital bed. Part 2 soon to be published.

The increasing desires for domination (part 3)

That night Dale and I had a number of offers from black men for some fun, although there was nobody who, on first impressions, I considered worth sleeping with. I knew Dale was annoyed with me for being too fussy. But at the end of the night we got talking to a man called Chris. He had realised I needed more persuasion, and perhaps thought the investment of a bit more time would be worth the prize. He chatted to us for a considerable length of time, taking a softer, more gentle approach than some of these Bulls. I wondered if I should reward Chris for his patience, but more importantly if I should give my husband the treat he'd been hoping for all night.

Master Jay soon took the decision away from me. I wound up sitting on the sofa in between Jason and Chris, and Jason was clearly going to use this opportunity to turn me into the 'black cock whore' he and Dale had dreamt about way back in November. As both men stroked my thighs, Jason asked if Chris and I had kissed. I told him that I hadn't had his permission. Oddly (or perhaps naturally) I didn't feel I needed Dale's consent. Permission was duly granted by Master Jay, and whilst in Chris's arms, Jason pulled up my dress, pushed my knickers to one side, and started to finger me.

This was going well until another black guy crashed in uninvited, and started wanking at my head. Thankfully, Jason realised my discomfort and dealt with the situation. He then resumed fingering me. Then out of the corner of my eye I saw Jason instruct Chris to put his fingers in my pussy. Discretely Jason's fingers were replaced with Chris's, and they swapped places. Jason was now kissing me, and exploring my body with his hands. Then he looked at me intently with his hazel eyes, and told me what I good girl I was, and how pleased he was with me. Master Jay doesn't dish out compliments liberally, so my pride swelled, and I hoped Dale would be please with me too.

As usual it wasn't long before Dale was bored, and wanted his next fix. He unzipped my dress and removed my bra, so that both my two men could enjoy me more. With my knickers pushed to one side and dress around my waist, I enjoyed Chris kneeling on the floor eating my pussy, whilst Jason sucked my nipples and pulled on the piercings. Dale held my hand throughout, stroking my cheek from time to time, in order to give me both comfort and encouragement. I was starting to wonder if we should go somewhere more private, so I could fuck Chris under Jason's instruction. Unfortunately, the beginnings of this threesome were brought to an abrupt end when Jason got called away. With Jason gone I immediately lost interest in Chris - at the end of the day, I need the psychological excitement to enjoy sex.

Being dominated by Master Jay that night was an experience that had fulfilled so many of my deepest darkest fantasies, and I was fast realising that I could become addicted to submitting myself to a Dom. I spent the weekend racking my brain for a way to become a submissive on a more permanent basis, but still maintain an inclusive role for Dale that he finds acceptable. At the moment there is no obvious solution. The best I can come up is to carry on as I am, enjoying the occasional D/s experience when I am lucky enough to get it. The advantage of not formalising an arrangement with a Dom is that Dale and I keep our sexual freedom, but the flip side is that a domination experience may be few and far between and certainly not guaranteed. If Dale and I were to be Master Jay's cuckold couple, I know he would be a completely devoted Dom Bull, a privaledge I don't get as his occasional plaything. But at what cost?

Jason annoyed me a few days later, when he told me that everybody could see that I wanted to be his 'married bitch'. I was itching to tell him how much he wanted me to be his married bitch. But I bit my tongue. I've long realised that it is futile to argue with him. Besides I know that would not be very submissive of me! He also told me that he won't fuck me unless it's bareback and in my marital bed. I am well aware that if and when that happens, then I will be well and truly owned and collared, and there will be nothing I can do about it!

On a positive note, my 'sub' talents obviously made an impression, because over the course of the week that followed, in addition to much BBC interest for NSA fun, Dale and I had two very surprising invitations. The first was from a former Dom, now cuck. It seems upon meeting Dale and myself, memories of his previous life were rekindled, and Dale has received an offer for us to be this man's cuckold couple. The second proposition was from another married white guy, normally a voyeur, but with dreams of becoming a Dom. After seeing me in action last week, he asked me to consider becoming his sub!

Obviously life doesn't work like that. Whereas it is relatively easy to find a fuck buddy, the unique chemistry required for a D/s relationship is much rarer, so I cannot see myself accepting either of these offers. But I was intrigued to learn that others are also seeing in me what Jason sees.

And I wait with relish to find out where the next stage of our journey will take us....

The increasing desires for domination (part 2)

Master Jay took me by the hand and led me downstairs to the dungeon. Dale followed. My excitement and anticipation was rising fast. For so long it had been my fantasy for a man, other than my husband, to whip me. It's not that Dale doesn't do a good job of this, and he certainly knows how to build me up me to the high state of sexual excitement where extreme painful stimulation is perceived as extreme sexual pleasure. But there is something missing when my husband and I indulge in D/s play; the thrill that can only be provided by the forbidden and the unknown. The thrill of having a stranger beat me.

No, perhaps not quite a stranger. But someone I know well enough to trust, but not that well. Someone I am fond of but don't love. And of course someone whom I respect as in charge, because that is the dynamic of that relationship. Within an equal marriage, such as mine and Dale's, D/s can only be role-play. I need something more real.

Master Jay is the perfect dungeon keeper. As he gently bent me over the high bench for my punishment, as though I were a captive under his care, I did not know what he would expect me to endure. But I felt complete trust, like a prisoner with Stockholm Syndrome, as I waited compliantly for my beating. 

The timely release of the film '50 Shades of Grey' caused me to reflect on want I want from a D/s relationship. Although it was this novel that first got me interested in BDSM, I could never get my head around the love aspect of the story. For me, the thrill comes from the taboo of giving myself in such a trusting way to someone I hardly know, where there is an emotional divide. And I don't mean there is no emotion in a D/s relationship. Indeed there is intense emotion. Readers of this blog will know how I used to feel about Ian; how addictive that emotion was, how it became an all-consuming obsession. No, the emotional divide in my experience of D/s relationships is due to the absence of vanilla love. The experience with Ian was intense, and sometimes heartbreaking, but I never loved him. And I don't love Jason either. For me personally, there is no place for vanilla love in a D/s relationship.

I did not know what instrument Master Jay would use to beat me, but I saw out of the corner of my eye, the leather flogger. This is not a piece of equipment that Dale and I possess, as we prefer the riding crop, but I knew that it is a favourite of Jason's. Once I had assumed position, he commanded me to put my head down on the bench, then with my bottom exposed to an audience, he started to tickle and lightly graze my cheeks with the tips of the leather strings. When I was accustomed to the sensation he tested me with some light lashes across my arse cheeks. Every now and then, he yielded the flogger extra hard causing me to yelp in pain. My tolerance was rewarded each time by him embracing and fondling my body, as he kissed me and told me I was a good girl. Then he would return to whipping me, each time building up the energy behind each stroke until it became too much again. During one of the breaks, Jason slid my lace knickers to one side and pushed a couple of fingers inside me. I raised my head to look behind me, feeling self conscious that my pussy was probably on display for all to see. "Put your head back down" Dale warned. I resumed submissive position as Jason finger fucked me hard. He then licked his finger, before continuing with the beating with ever increasing severity.

Eventually I started to come down off my high, and realised my cheeks were smarting. Jason must have realised I'd taken enough, as he put his flogger down and gave me a final kiss and cuddle on the bench. As he embraced me I sucked his fingers for comfort, and realised they tasted of my pussy juices.

Dale told me later that the beating went on for the best part of an hour. So it did not surprise me to hear that his butterfly personality got the better of him, and in his boredom wandered off and found other people to talk to. The sub space that Jason got me into, meant I have no recollection of the event continuing for so long, and had assumed that Dale stayed by my side the entire time. My memory of the experience is like a dream, although towards the end I did become acutely aware of how hard Jason was hitting me. The sounds the instrument made as it swished through the air and landed on my arse, suggested a force that would inflict incredible pain had it been dished out cold, and I had some very satisfactory bruising that I admired in the mirror for some days afterwards.

The floodgates open with a BBC - by Dale

I had been trying to encourage Sarah for many years to sample the delights of a BBC. As readers of my Twitter account will know, Sarah had been almost BBC exclusive for the best part of ten years, prior to meeting me, and had mistakingly thought, she had had her fill. However she was misguided. Master Jay had very kindly put us in touch with the stunning Mark, and from all we had seen it looked like all my Christmases were about to come at once !!! The pictures we had seen showed a stunningly fit body, a gorgeous face, and a real twinkle in his eye. And most importantly he did not include any cock shots, which would have offended Sarah from the start!

We agreed to meet at a swanky roof top bar in London, and unlike many of our past dates with BBCs, he was on time, at the bar waiting for us, and immediately offered to buy Sarah and I a drink. We were off to a great start, and all Sarah's boxes were being ticked. The conversation flowed naturally and we soon found out that this urbane, well dressed gentleman had been born in Africa, but brought up in the States, and had lived in many places throughout the world. I thought we had died and gone to heaven. 

Over a couple of drinks we discussed backgorunds, journeys and expectations. Mark and Sarah got closer together and more flirtatious. Eventually I couldn't take it any more and suggested that we head back to our hotel room for some fun. Mark held Sarah's hand throughout the short walk, as I led the way. In the lift Mark could wait no longer, and turning to Sarah, kissed her, and let his hands wander over her body. What a sight it was for me watching from the other side of the lift, and seeing their reflection in the mirrors!

In the hotel room Mark wasted no time, and immediately tore Sarah's clothes from her body. Perhaps quicker than I would have liked, but this BBC meant business. With camera to hand, to capture every minute, I stood back and led them have their fun.

Mark proved to be a love machine, and for the next four hours, pounded Sarah non-stop. This young black stud had her in every position, and seemed to have an unending thirst for sex. The contrast of their skin was truly amazing; Sarah's milky white body lying under this dark velvety god, and seeing her legs and arms wrapped around him was sheer bliss for me. The one thing that really sticks out in my mind though was whenever Mark took a breather from fucking her, he used his fingers to make her gush like an oilwell. This technique and outcome was a new experience for both of us, and the e effect of the floodgates opening only infamed him more, as each time his cock was back inside her for another bought of vigorous sex.

After an exhausting and highly pleasurable four hours of non-stop fucking, Sarah was left satisfied and realising that I had been completely right. In my opinion Sarah only deserves being pleasured by a BBC, and we will definately arrange a repeat.

Reaquainting with our Bull

This is the second instalment detailing our date at a naturist spa with our Bull. If you haven't already part 1, 'Becoming Ian's Sub' is recommended.

After initial chit chat over a cup of tea, Ian lead us to the large jacuzzi. As he hung his towel on the hook, for the first time I had a chance to admire his firm muscular backside and thighs. I enjoyed the sight as he descended into the water. I removed my towel for the first time that night and, topless, I followed him across the pool, self-conscious at of all the eyes on me.  Dale positioned himself on the opposite side giving himself a good view of whatever Ian intended to do. My younger lover wasted no time in getting me turned on by caressing my thigh and stroking me between my legs on top of my bikini bottoms. "You wouldn't ask me to do anything with any of these men, would you?" I asked. "Of course not" he reassured me. I relaxed. I could trust him to make the right judgement. It was a bad selection that night so I was glad we were on the same wavelength when it came to taste.

It was a strange moment, sitting in such close proximity to my lover, with my husband out of earshot. I felt nervous. Although Dale gets on with him Ian, I personally find him hard to talk to. He does not have an outgoing personlity which would put me at ease. Instead he is quiet and calculating. I also believe both of us a were being careful not to get too emotionally close. "Its good to see you again" he said softly. I asked him why he didn't want to go for a drink first. His answer was simple - he didn't want to wait to have me! Then, as if to prove his point, he suggested we go to a room. I wanted to have sex with him very much, but the teasing and seduction that I need were missing - he was launching straight in. I said we would go shortly, so he continued to play with me; stroking me between my legs, cupping my breasts. Everybody in the pool were loving the show, especially Dale. "Do you like that?" he whispered several times, knowing very well how much he was turning me on. I asked him if he was hard, so he suggested I find out for myself. I reached over to his cock, which was getting hard, and I pulled back his forskin, so I could gently tease the sensitive head. He started to breathe faster and his eyes glazed over. And I knew that, for just a moment, the control was with me.

Not long after, Ian led me, with Dale following, to one of the rooms (a trip down memory lane, as it was the same room that I had sucked off David, the beauiful black man, some six months back). My Dom positioned me against the wall and gently started kissing my mouth followed by my neck, ear, then nipples. I was in seventh heaven. Then he instructed me to sit on the edge of the couch. I knew the pattern now - his sizable hard cock was once again in my face and I understood that he was expecting his customary blowjob. I performed to the best of my ability, first sitting, then kneeling. Then I proceeded to lick his nipples. He gently eased me back on the couch and lowered his head to expertly lick my freshly shaved pussy. Pushing and rubbing his jaw and tongue hard against my clitoris, and purring with enjoyment, I wondered if this skillful experienced lover had what it takes to be the first man to make me cum from oral sex.

Then he moved forward over my body and passionately kissed my mouth whilst his super hard cock hovered enticingly at my now dripping pussy. I kept raising my pelvis trying to catch his delicious cock, but he teasingly kept it at a distance, as he suckled on my aching nipples. Eventually I coudn't take it any more. I grabbed his firm arse and forced him into me. He smiled mischieviously clearly enjoying my obvious desire and need for his cock. He then started to gently make love to me. I was frantic with passion as I tried to pull him into me deeper, whilst he teasingly resisted. "Don't worry, I'll fuck you hard in a minute" he reassured. I raised my legs higher and higher in an attempt to get him deeper into me, until I had my legs right over his shoulders. Dale looked on in amazement. And then he finally started to take me hard. "I need this" I gushed several times, feeling the intense relief of finally getting his cock fucking me hard and deep, after a very long two month wait. "Are you mine? Tell me you're mine" he breathed with urgency as he fucked me harder and harder. Then he intructed me to turn over. Once on all fours he plunged his big cock into me and took me full throttle, with the occasional slap on the arse for emphasis. I loved every second. Unfortunately he loved it a bit too much too, as it wasn't long before he shot his load into me.

Then, as part of the now developing routine, I lay back for Dale to clean me. As with last time I turned my head to clean Ian's cock, and give myself another tentative taste of our combined juices. Dale however complained that he wasn't getting enough of Ian's cum as he had clearly deposited too deep inside. I suggested squatting and trying to push out his seed with the help of gravity so as to give the hungry cuck a bit more. At this suggestion Dale gleefully told me to sit on his face. Ian looked on with delight, as I carefully position my cum-filled pussy over my husband waiting mouth and tongue.

What a wonderful reaquaintance with our Bull! Read the next blog for the raunchy details of round 2.

Second cream pie from Ian (by Dale)

Well that was delicious.

After another evening of wine and food in yet another stylish City bar, our Bull escorted us, for the second time, to his deserted office. This time we were more familiar with one another, so it flowed much better, and I had the infinite pleasure of sitting back and watching Ian service my Hotwife whilst I gently wanked.

I sat in one of the chairs and mentally prepared for the show. They stood in front of me, and Ian took my beloved in his arms, and they came together with passionate kisses, as he lovingly caressed and explored her body, his hands moving gently over her breasts and her bare shoulders. She in turn undid the buttons of his crisp white shirt and started to explore his lean torso with her mouth and hands. Eventually his desire overcame him and he expressed that he "had to taste her".

He went to get a chair for her, and she obediently sat down and opened her legs as he knelt at her feet in preparation. After removing the new Victoria's Secret panties, that I had bought her to wear for Ian, I watched as his mouth became quickly glued to her clitoris. They looked so natural together. Sarah could not control herself as he expertly waggled his tongue over her clit, teasingly ignoring her wanting vagina. I'm sure the building cleaners must have heard her moans, and unlike our time with Jerry, Ian was unphased and allowed her full vent of emotions. 

Then, being a gentleman and not forgetting me, Ian instructed Sarah to suck my cock. I was very grateful, as Sarah had told me that she expected me to just sit and watch. It was a pleasure to feel my wife's warm soft mouth nursing my semi erect penis, as she knelt on the floor to service me. This didn't last long, though, because when she paused to look at Ian, who was standing behind  her gently teasing her wet pussy with his fingers, she saw that he had taken his trousers off and was offering her a stonkingly hard throbbing cock, which put my semi soft offering to shame. He simple said "my turn", and she obediently turned 180 degrees to kneel for her young lover.

On reflection, though, rather than Ian being a considerate gentleman, I think this was a shrewd tactic to contrast the cuck with the Bull, not to mention commence his psychological domination of Sarah. 

Well I can honestly say that I have never seen Sarah give head so enthusiastically. Porn star quality with slurping and gagging leaving Ian and I agog. In fact, she was so frantic, several times Ian had to urge her to slow down!! Furthering the domination theme, Ian instructed Sarah to put her hands behind her back. This she willingly did without batting an eyelid. Although we had questioned after last time whether Ian was really what he'd made himself out to be, we now realised that he'd just started us gently. We could see the Dom Bull creeping more and more into the scenario. 

Finally, he could take it no more. He stood Sarah up and took her out of her skirt, and then so keen to fuck her, he commanded Sarah to "bend over", before he had a chance to remove her top. She obediently tuned back 180 degrees and rested in my lap as she presented her Dom with her shapely backside. Not rushing things he took ample time to tease her opening by placing his cock head on her pussy lips. She was half heartedly sucking my still semi erect cock, but the feel of his stiff rod behind her made her completely lose interest in me, and I watched her squirm and wiggle her hips back trying to catch his hard youthful cock. He would not be rushed and made her beg for it.

Still standing, he finally put her out of her misery, and plunged is sizeable instrument into her pussy, with exclamations as to how tight she felt. She was still bent over my lap, but she had now forgotten me, now that this experienced young stud was talking care of her desperate pussy.

Then, Sarah completely surprised Ian by going down on all fours, taking him with her so that they didn't miss a stroke as they repositioned. I remained sitting in my chair wanking whilst my wife was fucked at my feet my her lover. I watched Ian caress her back and ass, commenting all the while on how nice she looked in that position and how tight she was. 

A couple of things stood out in my memory, which I am sure will be expanded upon later. Firstly he gave Sarah several whacks on the ass cheeks, which sent her wild and begging for more (she loves her rough play does my Sarah).  Secondly, he licked his thumb and suggestively prodded her anus, which she also seemed to enjoy.

Her tight pussy seemed to be doing the trick, and before long he was ready to cum. As he held my wife round her waist, pulling her deeper over his cock, he instructed her to look up at me. This she did and I saw the look of exquisite pleasure on her face as she experienced the pulsation of his cock as rope after rope of fertile sperm was delivered into her naked womb. 

As they broke apart I couldn't wait for my reward. But then Sarah did something totally out of character and demonstrated to us both that she was now a true Hotwife. Feeling she had not had enough of his cock, she leant over his supine body on the floor, and greedily started to suck his still hard cock. "Darling, you look so pretty" he gushed several times, emotion yet again temporarily getting the better of this Dom Bull, as she cleaned up their combined juices.

At the same time I dove into her spread legs and licked every drop of Ian's cum from her bare pussy. 

....with a cream pie for dessert !!! (by Dale)

The story continues from 'Dinner with our Bull....'

As we hovered uncertainly outside the building where Ian worked, you can imagine how I was chomping at the bit for some action, after so many months talking about this. This was our second date with Ian. I had just spent the past five hours watching this young stud teasing and seducing my wife, to the point of attracting a certain amount of attention from other tables. In fact one couple briefly joined us and quizzed us as to what we were all about !!  This really fired me up as we now seemed to be acknowledge in the bar as the sexy naughty threesome.

So, as you can imagine, I was well relieved that Sarah agreed to go up to his office. I knew she hadn't wanted it this way, but sometimes you have to live in the moment and take experiences as they are offered. And besides the thought of sex in a deserted office late at night was a somewhat kinky thought.

Ian slipped the key into the door and we tentatively followed him to the lift. Upstairs in his dark office, I excused myself to nip to the bathroom. Returning moments later I discovered that Ian and Sarah had not wasted any time, and were already locked in a passionate embrace. No more long teasing from Ian; she had finally managed to break him.

I couldn't resist this tempting scene, so came up behind Sarah and gently stroked her bare shoulders and squeezed her breasts as they kissed. Not a patient man, I then pulled down the straps of her skimpy top so that she was standing in her lacy bra.  It wasn't long before I had Sarah naked in front of Ian except for her hold up stockings, a pool of clothes on the floor whilst the boys were still fully clothed. (I was later in the dog house for this, as being undressed is something she likes her new lover to do, and had complained about this with our Jerry encounter too - when will I learn !!!)

Sarah was very nervous and asked what to do next.  She didn't have long to wait. Ian produced his cock from his suit trousers and instructed her to suck him. No more invitation than that was needed; she was immediately down on her knees as Ian rested against the wall, his cock to her lips. This was a scene he had outlined numerous times in many months of sexting, so I knew his fantasy was being met too. She was a very hungry girl and was showing him all the techniques that we had practiced together for his enjoyment. In fact she was so enthusiastic that he had to tell her to slow down until she achieved his desired pace. Keen for his balls to also receive some attention, Ian asked her to lick them too. The naughty little minx later told me she managed to get both his balls in her mouth at the same time. Lucky Ian !!  I remind her not to neglect the area behind his sac, so she immediately tickled him with her tongue then gently bit his skin which he loved. He was very impressed with her technique, and in uncharacteristic Bull behaviour gushed "thank you, oh thank" over and over again as he enjoyed the experienced. On the way home she commented that Ian had a large, perfectly shaped cock and was very similar to mine, but she will have to get used to the foreskin.

By this stage Sarah was begging Ian to fuck her.  Shocking news though. He told us he had no condoms. I guess he really did believe Sarah was holding out for a first time in a hotel at a leisurely pace, so had not come prepared. 

Sarah's pussy was on fire by now and needed attention. She asked to be licked. By this stage Ian and I were undressed too. He instructed her to sit on his chair by his desk, at the back of the room (where we now know is where he does all his sexting to us from). Then it was his turn to kneel on the floor, he began to lick her freshly shaven mound. He seemed to be enjoying himself judging by the purring noises he was making as he enthusiastically rubbed his face in her fertile pussy.

After another lengthy blow job, Ian sat on his chair and gently pulled Sarah onto his naked lap and protectively wrapped his arms around her as he embraced her with loving kisses. She straddled him now, and his hard cock was dangerously close to her wet and hungry hole. We had recently discussed fluid bonding and agreed that this was what we all eventually wanted. But with no condoms a more immediate decision was needed. As is often the case in these dilemmas we threw caution to the wind and enjoyed the exciting taboo. Ian was extremely concerned that we were both ok with this and confirmed with me several times before he took hold of his member and dipped it in Sarah's dripping slit. When she felt this, Sarah pushed down hard taking his full long naked cock into her hungry pussy. This was the first time a bare cock, other than mine, has entered her since we have been together. What a huge turn on this was for all of us!

And so the fucking began; straddled in the chair, from behind over his desk, but my personal favourite - watching Sarah on the floor with Ian on top of her. I loved watching Ian pinning her to the floor, working hard at pumping his massive tool deep into her womb.  Sarah's legs were raised high and wrapped around his lean muscularly back. I thoroughly enjoyed seeing this stud's firm youthful ass taking my wife .

He was showing her a great time, and in no rush to cum.  Ian was loving and kind during the act; it was as though the dominant, game-playing Bull from the text messages had gone, and a caring lover had appeared using gentle touches, passionate kisses and endearments such as 'darling'. He was no longer bossy and controlling, and ceased using his special name for her.  

Finally they could wait no more. He positioned Sarah over his desk (clearly his favourite position) and started to ram into her, pumping hard and vigourous.  Sarah screamed from time to time as he was so big, which earlier in the evening made him slow down. However,  he was well and truly gone by now, so Sarah just had to take it.   He pulled Sarah by the hips to get deeper into her, with the odd stoke of her swaying breasts, until he exploded his load deep into her waiting womb.  

We had calculated that Sarah was at her most fertile time, so her body was crying out for this man's seed.  He did not disappoint and left a gorgeous cream pie in my wonderful wife.  

Unlike our threesome with Jerry, I had backed off considerably with Ian, being much more of an observer. Having allowed plenty of space to enjoy their love-making, it was now my turn. I asked Sarah to lie on the floor again, which she obediently did - she knew the deal !!  As she spread her legs I had a full view of her swollen pussy lips. And then to my delight I saw a cute dollop of Ian's cum slowly dribbling  out. Well I was right in there licking it up like the good husband I am.  What a wonder taste the combination of their juices that I spent a considerable time cleaning every drop that I could from her.  What a wonderful dessert that was.......

Ian and I have discussed our shared fantasy of breeding Sarah so the fact that she was fertile really got us excited.  Unfortunately as we live in the real world Sarah went to the chemist's yesterday for the morning after pill (although we read this is only 84% effective so I live in hope as I think they would make a beautiful baby...)

A BBC at last !!! (by Dale)

Well we went to a naturist club at the weekend and had an amazing time.  It was great seeing Sarah bare her body bar her tiny bikini bottoms and naturally had every male in the place drooling over her as she proudly displayed her breasts.  Compare to other women her age,  Sarah has got superbly pert and firm breasts, with piercings nicely topping off each pink nipple. What a sight seeing her at the bar fully on display.

For me, I thought I had died and gone to heaven as the number of black men very much outweighed the white population with almost every one worth pursuing especially compared to their droopy white competition. It seems to be the norm though for them to keep their bathing suits on rather than show off their beautiful fims asses and packet but perhaps they were trying not to intimidate the white boys too much who were happy to run around nude.

We spent a lot of time exploring the various steam rooms and saunas and just chilling in the pools. Naturally there was more than the odd hand and leg drifting across the jacuzzi to "innocently" rub against her. Sarah managed to get four offers of play which was a great achievement. The first from a young Brazilian student who was cute but a bit forward and well below Sarah's age preference. She likes a man to be a man!  The second and third from couples who for one reason or another didn't appeal to us. The forth and successful offer came from a man a bit younger than Sarah who on paper ticked every box, City type, educated, well mannered, respectful etc. In addition to that he was tall, black, perfect body, dark velvety skin. The only thing missing was the fact that meeting him virtually naked in a pool didn't give Sarah much time for flirting and relationship building, which readers will know is her prerequisite.  However, she was a brave bunny and, in honesty to keep me happy, agreed to pop along to the play room for some fun. She understood how much I needed to see this, but I'm sure she is formulating a quid pro quo to get something back from me !!!  I can see I will have to allow her a lone date with one of her lovers before long as her reward.

David had already been fingering my wife's freshly shaved pussy and tugging her nipples in the jacuzzi much to the pleasure of the eight Eastern European single men who were also in the pool probably wondering what magic this black stud had that they didn't. Where shall I start .......

Anyway, what an amazing site when we got to the playroom and David took Sarah in his arms and pressed his lovely full lips against hers. I was orgasmic seeing the contrast in skin tone as they both explored each other bodies...dark hands on milky white breasts, Sarah's small hand on his thick black cock with the pre cum dribbling out as he instructed her to squeeze really tightly at the head. It just got better from there. We think he understands the trinity that we have spoken about as he has been with couples before and mention that he wants to please both of us and make us stronger as a couple. Just what we like to hear.

Sarah very kindly allowed me to participate in the fun and I was lucky to enjoy her doggy style as she gobbled up David's cock - she does seem to like her spit roasting!!!! Sadly we didn't think our play would get that far so had no condoms to hand, so poor me didn't get to see Sarah's fat pussy lips impaled on his BBC, nor his beautiful firm ass ramming into her with that amazing rhythm all black men seem to have when fucking. The consolation prize was worth it though as he instructed Sarah to lie down while he shot his load on her tits. And what a load too. I was so tempted to clean it all up, but not knowing David well didn't like to presume without his permission. 

We have though exchanges phone numbers so hope to arrange some more play real soon. 

Ian - the perfect Bull (by Dale)

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The following evening with Jerry (by Dale)

Revised May 2014 by including more sexual detail of the event

What a night !!!!

We met Jerry for drinks in a smart part of central London.  After three rounds I could see, from where I was sitting, that his hand was suggestively caressing her stockinged thigh. It had been made clear to him that this was a 'get to know you' drink with no sex. He obviously he wanted to explore her a little further though, so suggested that we might like to go back to his flat for a glass of champagne, and so that we could both feel her breasts. Rightly so, as the pub we were in was a little full and bright, although he and Sarah did enjoy their first kiss while I was at the washroom (this seems to be when all bulls make their first move !!!) He assured Sarah that he would not go below the waist, and I'm sure she looked disappointed when he said that. Privately I knew what would happen once this experienced player started touch my horny wife in private, so I made sure I got some condoms from the washroom vending machine.

The walk back to his flat was brief, although he did ask Sarah for her hand as I dutifully tagged along beside them. When we got through his door the ambient lighting was set, jazz music softly playing, and champagne chilling in the fridge. What a charmer - he knew exactly what he was doing!

Champers was poured all round and Sarah and Jerry settled onto the sofa, with me in the chair opposite.  Wasn't long though before they had shifted closer together and lips and tongues were busy exploring each other, his hands moving over her breasts. 'You're the perfect size' he said. How did he know that a compliment like that would make her putty in his hands! Ever the gentleman, Jerry asked if I could see ok, and suggested that I come over to the sofa to get a better look. I was straight across and sipped my champagne while getting a ring side seat to all the action.  

And boy what action there was.....

Kissing, caressing, exploring. He lifted up her top and pushed her bra down, expressing pleasant surprise at Sarah's nipple piercings, which he immediately proceeded to pull and tug on, causing her exquisite pleasure. He then instructed me to undress her. It wasn't long before Sarah was naked bar her tiny lace panties and hold-up stockings. Jerry was all over her with sexual excitement. His hands kneading her firm breasts, pushing them together, licking her erect pierced nipples. He seemed surprised and delighted at their fullness and youthfulness.

Then Jerry knelt on the floor at her feet, pulled Sarah's panties to one side and started to prepare the way with a very sensual tongue bathe of her pussy.  I thought she was going to cum right there and then, and she never cums from oral! He seemed to really enjoy licking her clitoris, while gently fingering her and getting her wet. She couldn't take it any more, which I knew would be the case, and begged him to fuck her. She must have been horny to use that kind of language! But true to his word, to not have sex with my wife on this occasion, he declined. Sarah was having none of that - what Sarah wants Sarah gets! She'll just bide her time.

Jerry asked me if I would like to see my wife give him a blowjob (as if he needed to ask !!!!) and within seconds Sarah was sucking the end of his impressive cock. She did though insist that if she was to do this for him, then she fully expected him to make love to her before the evening was over....the little minx !! The language that she used, preferring the soft phraseology, only enhanced the erotic expectation. 'I'll just go and get a condom' he said in his clipped accent. He must have known exactly what he was doing when he invited us back! He returned from his bedroom with a condom,  very keen to get stuck in right there on the couch.  However, Sarah, with comfort in mind, suggested that we all move to the bedroom. Naturally Jerry could not refuse the lady's polite request and off we toddled.

What can I say, but sheer erotic poetry.  Such a sight seeing my gorgeous MILF entwined in another man's arms being brought to ecstasy. Seeing his penis enter her, as I pulled her lips open and offering him my wife, was amazing. He made love to her in missionary position for a short while, until she requested to be taken from behind. 'Of course' he said obligingly as though she had asked him to pass the salt! So she turned over and presented him with her shapely backside, and he immediately plunged his sizeable instrument into her already wet open pussy. She really came alive then, and then to add to the fuel, Jerry said 'shall we roast her?' in his public school voice. Sarah turned her head nervously and said 'what's that?' Jerry gave her a sly smile as I walked to the top of the bed and shoved my own big hard cock in her mouth. And she did not stop screaming with ecstasy as she enjoyed a cock in each end. In fact Jerry looked nervous at one point, and told me to calm her down for fear that the police would be called!

So my wife says she doesn't like threesomes - bullshit I think !!!

At the end of the sex session, Sarah surprised me by asking Jerry to cum on her face. He must have turned her on, for her to want this, as she doesn't like cum. However I know that it was Ian who has groomed her to this space, so I felt some sadistic pleasure that, with all his dicking us about, another man gets the benefit of Ian's hard work. Anyway, Jerry, came buckets on her face, and she was soaked. I was itching to clean her up, but wasn't sure what Jerry would think of that. Then he threw her a towel, so the opportunity was gone.

As we hadn't planned on going quite this far on the first date, the last train home was looming and we had to make a move. But not before Jerry produced a paddle and started to (playfully ?!?!) spank Sarah for 'being naughty'. 

Success all round and Sarah's marital vows well and truely in tatters. We got dressed, then sat politely in his lounge finishing our champagne. Then Jerry led Sarah to the guest room to get her coat. He closed the door, me waiting in the hall by the front door. Fortunately they were back out within thirty seconds. It was a Cuckold moment! She told me he gave her a quick snog when he shut the door. It was only for a moment, but I guess he was testing the boundaries.

Read the next blog 'Sarah's reflections on Jerry'.