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‘I hope you’re ready Alan,’ I said marching into our bedroom, giving my husband no choice. He was lying in bed, already naked, already with a semi. ‘I will take that a yes then,’ I said and climbed onto the bed next to him.‘God, Helen, you’re so fucking sexy,’ he said wrapping his arms around me, rubbing them up and down my back. I was naked too.‘I know,’ I whispered in his ear, pulling his hands away from my butt cheek and giving him a kiss. ‘But not yet.’‘No,’ he said.‘You want to know how it went, don’t you?’‘Yes.’‘You want to know what happened last night? When your wife met her lover?’ I met his eyes, they were full of love and desire. I felt his cock stiffen against me when I asked the question.‘Oh God, yes.’ His voice was hoarse. I started to feel wet at the memory of the previous night when I met Tomas in a hotel room.‘You want me to tell you everything,’ I stressed the last syllable, ‘of how Tomas made me cum, made me squeal, how he covered me with his hot, sticky spunk?’ I had probably turned myself on again; Tomas had had the magic touch.‘Yes please, Helen. I thought of you last night, I hoped you were having fun.’‘Your wish is my command, Alan.’ I clambered out of bed, keeping eye contact on Alan who was slowly pleasuring himself already, rubbing his thick cock up and down. He loved hearing about my evenings out with my young men, since we opened up our marriage it’s gotten stronger – we’ve become closer. Tomas was a man who Alan had introduced.Tomas was tall and muscular. Very muscular, his thighs were powerful and like tree trunks. He İstanbul Escort had a six-pack that I loved to rub my fingers over. His biceps were beautifully sculptured and he had a perfect butt. This was topped off with his meaty and tasty cock, one that felt just simply heaven to touch.He was also thirty years younger than me, only his mid-twenties and he honestly didn’t mind entertaining this middle-aged woman all night. I tried to keep in shape, but I enjoyed sex too much for the gym. I was too distracted in the gym.I opened up a laptop that I left on my dressing table and made sure it was hooked to the TV at the end of the bed.‘Settle in Alan, settle in.’‘My God, Hel, you haven’t?’‘Oh yes,’ I said climbing back into bed and nestling in my husband’s arms, letting him cup me from behind. ‘We filmed every single minute of it. Let’s enjoy.’I heard him moan slightly as my homemade porn film started to play. I felt nervous, that it might be weird watching me on screen but the nerves disappeared. I ended up turned on, ridiculously turned on. By the time the film ended, I was going to be so wet and even Alan was going to have made me cum multiple times. There was no way we’d get through the whole film without having sex – Tomas and I took our time.I had started off strong. My wavy curly hair was pinned up out of the way and I was dressed in a very fancy evening gown that Alan was yet to see, his eyes opened wide when he clocked it.‘Fuck me Hel, that’s stunning,’ he said, trying not to touch his cock. I was stopping him.Tomas İstanbul Escort Bayan had said the same thing. ‘Jesus fuck wow,’ was his response. I was dressed in a golden gown that hugged my figure. It had a deep cleavage neckline that went all the way down to my naval and it had lace panelling all the way down the side, which was see-through and showed off large amounts of flesh. It was so showy that it was obvious I wasn’t wearing any underwear at all and I had not cared. I had my tuxedoed young man on my arm and a four-poster bed to ruin.The camera had been positioned at such an angle that Alan and I could see the entire bed from slightly above. Tomas and I kissed deeply, directly in front of the lens. I could see our tongues meeting; the picture so clear you can see it in my eyes how much I was enjoying it and my God I was. I almost forgot we were filming, it was so fucking hot. Tomas’s strong kisses had sent shivers all the way down my spine. His muscular hands running all the way down my back, before he trailed them up the front along the skin that was on show. That had sent me into a frenzy.I felt Alan stiffen as he watched me undress my young man. Very slowly his tuxedo came off. First his jacket, then his shirt and tie. I did each button with confident, slow hands kissing all the way over his muscular frame. He moaned alongside me as we watched me unclasp Tomas belt buckle and slide his trousers and boxers down, off his body leaving my young man naked – his stiff cock ready and waiting for my mouth.‘Fuck, Escort İstanbul his cock is huge,’ said Alan softly in my ear. ‘You must have enjoyed that.’‘Oh yes,’ I whispered to myself, my pussy soaking. My hands moved down and I slowly started to massage my clit with one hand, my other found Alan’s cock and stroked it slowly.On-screen I took Tomas all in my mouth straight away. It had tasted amazing, so very suckable. Tomas picked the camera up off the side and we were treated to a first-person point of view, my bright red lips moving up and down his huge cock, my eyes staring straight into the lens. Tomas moaned, Alan moaned, hell, I moaned. I continued to suck for ages, licking around the tip until his cock started to twitch. He exploded in my mouth and on my face, the camera catching very clearly my nice young man’s cum all over me. He tasted so good and made a point of staring at the camera as I wiped my face clean with my finger and eating the rest of it. Something I didn’t often do with Alan.‘Jesus Hel,’ I heard Alan whisper, entranced by the film.I grinned to myself and started to masturbate properly, I remembered what was coming.On film I stood up and slipped my dress up, letting it fall to the floor. I was naked underneath and I could tell that both Tomas and Alan appreciated it. The camera was placed on the side and I sat on the bed facing it, spreading my legs wide. Tomas knelt on the floor and buried his face in my pussy. I moaned at the memory, how his tongue felt as he licked my clit up and down slowly. My whole upper body was on display and I kept one hand firmly on the back of Tomas’s head, pushing his face further into me.I played with my nipples, both on tape and next to Alan. One hand twisting my nipple, my other gentle stroking my husband’s cock. It felt good, I could feel that I was ready to explode, ready to pulsate.
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