You have to have good friends

 

"Did you even listen?"
Jan looked confused at Bella. She rolled her eyes and shook her head helplessly. A strand of hair stuck to her pouty lips, which she blew away angrily. The young man always found that very charming, which is why he smiled. And that in turn made her even angrier.
"I know that Lisa is coming to see you tonight."
Jan nodded affirmatively. "Yes, I know that too." Apparently he found pleasure in infuriating Bella.
She didn't understand what was going on with him that day. The two had been good friends for years, although they couldn't be more different: Jan was a Casanova who never kept his hands off a skirt, he was always on the lookout for the sweetest treasures that shimmered between hot thighs. Bella accepted that, just as he respected her conservative, almost prudish ways. But for quite some time Jan had suspected what was just waiting to be discovered by him under his friend's much too big clothes.
Now she was standing at the window, her hands on her hips and her eyes apparently fixed on the street, which was actually empty. She shifted impatiently from one foot to the other. Jan sat in his armchair and enjoyed the sight that presented itself to him. Because her, in his eyes, old-fashioned knee-length light brown skirt was illuminated by the sun's rays, so he could see the silhouette of two wonderfully shaped legs.
Forced to be calm, Bella took a deep breath and explained her request to him again: “Lisa is my best friend. She just broke up with her boyfriend who treated her like dirt. And if you come along now, use your world-famous charm to get her around, and then take her off like you do any woman, that'll finish her off. So I ask you to let go of your macho airs with Lisa.”
Jan laughed softly. "It's funny that you're suddenly interested in my love life."
Now Bella took her eyes off the road and turned around, glaring at him with her cat green eyes. She slowly walked towards him, her round hips swinging provocatively, Jan thought. She stopped in front of him and bent down to him, bracing herself with her hands pugnaciously on the armrests of the chair, so that Jan could only let himself sink back in surrender.
“Actually, it doesn't interest me very much what your little cock is up to with whom. It's none of my business either. Just not with Lisa.”
"Hui, somehow it turns me on when you put such naughty words in your pretty mouth. I don't know that from you at all.” Jan continued to tease. He then grabbed Bella's hips in his strong hands, turning her around and dumping her onto his lap before she could react in any way.
The two had fooled around several times, accidentally touching each other here and there. But this time it was different. The touch of his strong hands, which Bella secretly adored from the start, sent little ants wandering her skin. This tingling extended to her nipples, which suddenly wanted to pierce the delicate lace bra and the thin blouse, and between her thighs, so that she thought Jan should feel the wetness through the fabric of her skirt and his pants.
And Jan didn't know what was wrong with him either. Surely in his usual fantasies he had pictured how he would take Bella. But it would never have occurred to him to put this into practice. But now, as she sat on him, upset by the argument about another woman, everything was different. The heat of her body aroused him so much that his casual jogging pants bulged. This magnificent bulge, which he unabashedly showed off to others, was extremely embarrassing towards Bella and he was glad that she turned her back on him and didn't see the mess.
Like a cornered tiger, he charged. "But that's unfair. What should i do then? I was really looking forward to it. You know how hot I think Lisa is.” He massaged her shoulders and he felt her flinch at those words. Bella wanted to pull away from him, but he held her tight, sliding his hands onto her upper arms.
"Then you'll probably have to switch to manual operation.", she brought out with difficulty.
His fingers were now traveling up and down her spine, stroking the back of her neck, her hairline. Suddenly Jan wanted this woman with every fiber of his body, so much that it almost hurt. As he pulled her towards him by the shoulders, he wondered why he was banging around senselessly all the time when such a mad woman was right in front of his nose. 'Touched a thousand times...' shot through his mind.
As if through a veil, he perceived her sighs and her heavy breathing. A little braver, he now stroked her arms down to her hands, which rested in her lap.
Jan closed his eyes, his fingertips were now sensors that felt every millimeter of her body. From her hands they floated briefly over her mons pubis, then over her flat stomach up to the base of her breasts. There they rested for a moment, waiting to see if they were allowed to continue.
There was no defense. Jan felt her racing heartbeat. He traced the outline of her breasts through the fabric of her blouse and approached her hard nipples in ever smaller circles. As he touched her, Bella felt a tingling shiver. She shifted restlessly on his lap, which reminded Jan of his now almost uncomfortably bulging stand.
He kissed her neck, gently nibbling on her earlobes. He eagerly inhaled the scent of her hair and skin. He was no longer master of his senses, just let himself drift.
Just like Bella. The hard cock in her back made it clear to her that there was no turning back now. She enjoyed Jan's touch, wanted more of it, which she made clear to him with a pleasant moan.
Jan boldly slipped his hands under her skirt, stroked the tender skin of her hot thighs, walked to her paradise. It was only blamed by a small thong. As his fingers slid under the panties, Jan noticed electrified that Bella was absolutely clean-shaven. He moaned softly in her ear and felt the fleshy mounds, his finger slipped into the wet column that seemed to suck him in immediately.
Bella reached her hand behind her back and purposefully reached into Jan's pants. She touched his swollen to bursting cock, massaged his lust bag...
Then the doorbell rang.
As if stung by a tarantula, Bella sat up. She smoothed down her skirt and arranged her hair makeshift with her fingers. She looked irritated at Jan, who looked at her in astonishment. As she tried to pass him to open the door, he grabbed her hand. "Don't go, we'll pretend nobody's there." He said with a grin.
But Bella just shook her head. "That will be Lisa." With that she was gone.
Before opening the door, she took a deep breath so as not to arouse suspicion from her friend. Then she opened up with a flourish and put on her most innocent smile.
It was actually Lisa. "Hi Bella, what are you doing here?" Just as she was about to answer, Lisa waved her off, laughing. "What ever. Then you can please do me a favor right now.” She looked at Bella pleadingly.
“What's wrong with you?”
“Can you please tell Jan that it won't work? Because earlier I met a guy at the bakery... he wanted to snatch my last eclair... well, anyway, he invited me. And he's so cute…”
Bella held up her hands defensively. "All right, all right. I understand. I'll teach Jan gently."
"OK. He won't be too bad. He always has some in reserve to land with.” Lisa laughed and Bella half-heartedly agreed. As a farewell, Lisa hugged her friend and thanked her again. Then she disappeared happily singing to herself.
Bella didn't feel like singing. She couldn't let go of her friend's joking words, because they were true. Jan never had any problem that he would spend an evening and a night alone. He was never short of offers.
She stood in the hallway helplessly, wondering what to do. Everything in her wanted to go back to Jan and continue where they left off. But she didn't want to be one of many.
When she reached for her jacket, Jan came, who had overheard everything. "Where are you going?" he asked in a husky voice. He feared that if Bella left, he would never see her again, as the old intimacy between them might not be there anymore.
"I... I have to think, Jan. You know, Lisa is absolutely right. You are like a frequent flyer and there will always be a place where you can land. But I'm not like that. You know that.”
She wanted to reach for the doorknob, but Jan held her hand tight. "I want you to stay. Five minutes ago I would have agreed with Lisa on every point and would have been proud of it. But now...Bella, to keep with the analogy, the plane has landed and will never take off again.” He kissed her fingertips tenderly.
"Jan, look at me. I don't suit you at all. Everyone's going to laugh at you if you take a gray chick like that instead of the hot babes you usually have.”
He shook his head and pulled Bella into the bedroom behind him. "Hey, what's that about? Didn't you understand me?” But he wasn't deterred at all and just took her with him.
When he opened the door, Bella had to laugh. "I can't believe it, a mirror over the bed. I didn't think you would fulfill such a cliché."
Jan didn't react to that either. Instead, he pushed her in front of the huge mirror in the closet. "Here you go," he demanded. She glanced in the mirror uneasily, for she usually only did so briefly, to lightly apply makeup or to check the fit of her clothes. She just wasn't the kind of person who admired herself. "Yes, and?" she said only briefly.
"Well, there is no such thing as a woman who doesn't like to look in the mirror. I've never seen that before.”
Bella turned to Jan. "Do you see? Exactly, that's what I mean. I'm not one of those you usually have. I'm not a fashion girl who spends hours trying to get everything perfect."
Jan gently grabbed her shoulders and turned her around so that she had to look in the mirror again. "I see a beautiful woman. And I just don't know why you hide it behind those unflattering clothes.” He slowly unbuttoned her blouse, caressed her cleavage, her flat stomach.
As he shrugged off her blouse, he asked Bella to keep watching in the mirror. And suddenly she was aroused by what was otherwise repugnant to her. She watched in fascination as Jan's large hands stroked her soft skin, as he kissed her neck and nibbled on her ears. Skillfully he opened her bra and freed her taut breasts. Finally there was no disturbing substance in between when Jan spoiled her. First he caressed her very gently, but then his control was over. He kneaded her harder, twirling the nipples.
Bella closed her eyes and enjoyed the tingling that ran from her nipples to between her thighs. "You should take a look." Jan asked her in a rough voice. "See what I see in you. You're hot. I will take you and never let you go again.” She did as she was told and watched as Jan opened her skirt and let it fall to the ground. Then he slipped her thong down so that she was now completely naked in front of the mirror. She didn't like to see herself that way, but Jan gave her no choice. Whenever she closed her eyes while his hands continued to slide down her body, he would urge Bella to open her eyes again. And so she watched as he spoiled her breasts with one hand and drove the other hand unerringly between her thighs. She willingly opened her legs.
The smooth skin of her paradise made Jan mad. He stood in front of Bella and bowed down in front of her. Like someone dying of thirst, he took turns taking her nipples into his mouth, sucking, sucking and licking until Bella squirmed more and more in his embrace. But he never forgot to make sure that she was watching closely. Eventually his lips and tongue wandered over her stomach to her mons pubis. Intoxicated by the scent of woman, his tongue flew like a butterfly over this lovely mountain, between the damp crevices. Bella opened her legs again as wide as she could, giving his tongue easier play. Jan sucked on her lips, his tongue playing around her pearl of pleasure. He took her in his mouth, sucking and licking until heaving waves of heat swept Bella's abdomen. her knees went weak
He picked her up in his strong arms and laid her on the big bed. As he undressed himself, he pointed to the mirror above the bed. "Look how beautiful you are. Happy and content.” Actually, Bella was beginning to think he wasn't so wrong. There was something erotic about the slight blush on her face and the sweat on her body.
Laughing, he jumped onto the bed and kissed her. Their tongues played with each other hotter and hotter until they could hardly breathe.
Jan knelt between her thighs and grabbed her hips. He slowly let his bulging glans slide into her wet little hole. Bella groaned, pushing her pelvis towards him, wanting him all the way. But Jan didn't want to make it that easy for her. He withdrew again, stroking his cock across her smooth paradise, tickling her pearl, then penetrating a little further, pulling back again... He played this game until Bella squirmed beneath him, even hers Breasts, stroking her body and grabbing his cock to rub against. He made sure she was watching everything in the mirror again.
Only when he couldn't take it any longer did he push all the way in. They quickly found a common rhythm. Bella saw clearly in the mirror how he entered her. His cock was glistening from her own wetness and with every thrust there was a smacking noise that increased her lust.
Just before he came, Jan dropped forward between Bella's breasts. He breathed in her exciting scent, sucked on her nipples. And he kept pushing, harder and harder. He felt the vibration in her ***** and could no longer hold back. Together they experienced a climax that apparently did not want to end.
Completely out of breath, Jan slid off Bella. They looked in the mirror and held hands. "You know, Jan, you're right. Actually, we're not a bad couple."
"Well, I tell you. And I have to say, anyone who has you as a girlfriend can count themselves lucky.”
“Why?”
“If you hadn't paid so much attention to Lisa, it probably wouldn't have come to this. And I would still fly around looking for a suitable place to land. But that's over now, I'll stay with you and never want to leave."

Housewife alone at home

 A few weeks after my 50s celebration, my sweetheart had to go to a seminar that lasted a whole week. I spoke to him on the phone every day, but most of all I missed his closeness and tenderness. I also phoned Ingrid and Irene almost every day and told them about my "sufferings". First I cleaned the house and put everything together. The beds in our bedchamber, as well as in the guest room and in the caravan, have also been reupholstered. There was a lot of laundry to wash. Luckily it was still nice outside and I was able to let everything dry outside. My darling had stretched several clotheslines where I could hang everything. I almost always walked around with a T-shirt or even with my nightgown, because nobody could see me anyway. In the square courtyard with the high entrance gate where we live, you couldn't see what was going on inside anyway. I was just re-entering the garden with a new load of wet laundry when a car pulled up in front of the gate and someone got out. Curious as I am, I went to look. It was Irene and Karl who wanted to visit me and chat with me so I wouldn't get bored. We sent Karl shopping first so that we could chat alone. Mainly about our parties and the orgies. That really got our blood pumping. Before her husband came back, she asked me if I would spend a little time with Karl, because she would like to visit Walter, alone of course, because Ingrid is not at home today and her Holder talks about me all the time anyway. I said yes, laughing, and promised to give him a decent distraction so that she would have enough time for Walter. Karl came back soon and put the purchases on the counter in the kitchen. I immediately started to put everything away and had to stretch a few times when I put something in the hanging boxes. Karl quickly noticed that I was naked under my long shirt. Irene quite innocently asked him whether he would come with me or whether he would rather wait with me while she had to pay a visit. Of course he preferred to stay with me and so my girlfriend set off with a grin. As soon as she left in the car, he came to me and asked if he could help me. Before I could even answer, he hugged me from behind, turned me around to him and kissed me stormily. One of his hands immediately went down to my thighs and began to stroke them. She slowly slid higher, still massaging my buttocks, before she stole under my shirt and began to caress my already wet pubic area. While I returned his kisses demandingly, I spread my legs a little more so that he could get a better hold of my vulva. His fingers immediately caressed my crack and invaded my paradise. Now I also played along, took the already hard love rod out of his pants and gently massaged it with my fingers. He couldn't hold himself any longer, grabbed my hips, sat me down on the sideboard, pressed impatiently between my thighs and sank his hard shaft in my middle. He started right away with wild, fast thrusts, but I slowed him down and asked him to slow down or he'll be done before I get going, we'll have plenty of time for sure. He held back for a while, but my tight vagina and the joy that he could finally be with me again made him quickly forget this and his movements became faster again. I consciously massaged his pleasure stick with my middle, which of course he liked, but also let his testicles go over. Panting, he sank his pleasure stick deep into my shame and poured his cream into her. With a relaxed mine he withdrew and wanted to separate from me. But I quickly hugged him again, kissed him tenderly and whispered in his ear that he should continue to caress me with his fingers so that I too can come and get something out of it. This time he tried to spoil me properly and was not so impetuous. Under my instructions, he let his fingers dance lovingly in my vulva, massaged my lust pearl tenderly, so that I soon felt hot and a nice orgasm shook me. My pussy juice, mixed with his testicle contents, flowed out of the sensitive gate with a gush. After another kiss, I slid off the counter leaving a small lake that I wiped away before going to the bathroom. After a thorough cleaning, I slipped back into my camisole and sent him to clean his shrunken love scepter properly. Now I had to put my laundry on the line to dry. I took him into the garden with me so that he could help me. Of course, my bare buttocks and my bare privates, which flashed out from under the bodice every time I stretched to cling to the laundry, quickly aroused him again. Thank God Irene showed up with Walter and therefore kept him away from my body. I was amused by the horny looks he gave me and the bulge in his pants, but I'd had enough of him for the day. But all three soon left and I was able to continue with my work. But not for long, because my next faithful family friends showed up, namely Helmut and Bernd. I immediately sat down with them in the garden and had a so-called “coffee chat”. I told them what I had previously experienced with Irene and her lover. Of course, they had long since noticed that I wasn't wearing any panties and Helmut said cheekily: "We should check immediately whether Karl didn't damage my little mouse in his lack of self-control anyway. Otherwise they have to treat it properly." Laughing, he pulled me up, kissed me lovingly and laid me down with the words: "Don't worry, we won't hurt you, we'll be there very nicely", right away on the garden table, on which Bernd quickly spread a blanket. Then he pushed up my camisole and spread my thighs, bent down and pressed a tender kiss on the paradise lying naked in front of him. Then he let his lips and his tongue dance over the increasingly wet pleasure center, sucked on my increasingly sensitive pearl and finally drilled the tip of his tongue into the small hole. That was too much of a good thing and I uttered a soft cry of pleasure when a tremendous wave of heat raced through my abdomen and made my plum a source of pleasure, because a small rivulet of love juice began to run out. He licked everything away with relish and then said to Bernd: "It's good that we checked, because you absolutely need medicine for your little mouse". Luckily I have my syringe with me and can treat your sick kitten. In no time he had freed his natural syringe from its narrow prison and carefully pressed it into the sensitive opening. At first with slow, but soon faster thrusts, he quickly drove another surge of heat through my abdomen, penetrated deeply again and whimpered his “medicine” into my overflowing mouse. I also had to groan loudly when I felt the wet flow into me. When his twitching bliss-giver had calmed down, he withdrew, kissed me deeply and said with mock seriousness: "Stay there for a while, because my medicine was certainly not enough given the severity of the illness. Bernd has to do that too with his syringe so that you can get well again”. Laughing, he made this place and Bernd immediately took his place. He was able to effortlessly penetrate the overflowing paradise with his natural syringe. While Bernd was "treating" me with his magic wand, laying my legs on his shoulders so that he could penetrate me much deeper, Helmut kissed and caressed my breasts and especially my dark red nipples. I got hotter and hotter and then such a violent shower of bliss rolled over me that I whimpered lustfully with my mouse and milked Bernd's wand of joy convulsively, thereby driving his cream out of his testicles. With a groan he poured his "medicine" into my vibrating lust column. I held his wildly twitching shaft tightly embraced, so that not a drop is lost. Only when our hyped-up bodies had calmed down again did I pull his head down to me and kiss him deeply. Then I let him go and sat up. Helmut stood next to me with a smile, hugged me and asked me mischievously: "Well, how are you doing now, did it feel good"? Still a bit shaky, but very happy and satisfied, I answered him: "Uh, that was really good and was now necessary. I could use such a great treatment more often, maybe I need something for my stomach, I think it's still a bit sick. It's good that I have such great family friends who look after me so that I don't get too sick." Bernd beamed at me and promised that after a proper shower and a little refreshment it would be possible to do it for sure. Helmut also immediately agreed and quickly kissed me again lovingly before he disappeared into the bathroom with Bernd. After them I also quickly went to wash and change my clothes, because I wanted to go for a little walk to recover a bit. It will be good for both of them. After a glass of sparkling wine and a few rolls, I explained to them that I wanted to do a little exercise and that they should accompany me. On the way, they took turns hugging me, kissed me lovingly when we had to stop somewhere because of my little dog. I headed for a somewhat remote, hidden bench, which the young people also liked to use in the evening for tea. During the day, almost nobody came by here. I sat down and let my two companions take a seat next to me. Until then, they hadn't noticed that I was naked under my skirt because I had left the panties at home on purpose. It wasn't until I put my puppy on the ground and bent down that they spotted it. As I stood bent over in front of them, her hands were immediately on my thighs and caressed them tenderly. Slowly they hiked up until they had reached my privates. Helmut grabbed my mouse and caressed it with his fingers. He massaged my little opening with relish, put a finger in and with his thumb he lovingly massaged my pearl, which was becoming more and more swollen and sensitive. Bernd tampered with my anus. First he massaged the narrow entrance, then he wet a finger in my overflowing pussy and finally put it in the small hole with small movements. It was such a great feeling that my knees began to shake and buckle as a shiver of pleasure coursed through my heated body. But Helmut caught me, lifted my skirt, pulled me onto his lap and let me sit on his huge staff. Lower and lower I let myself sink down on it and automatically began to move slowly while he massaged my blissful hills with his tender hands. I had to moan more and more lustfully and Bernd also took his love pole out of his pants, which he pushed between my half-open lips. As if in a trance, I began to suck on it and caress his shaft with one hand. After a long, wonderful act of love, my movements became faster and Helmut's whimper louder. With a loud "Uuhh" he spilled into my pleasure grotto and I milked his wildly twitching shaft with my pussy. So I remained sitting on him to deal more intensively with Bernd's magic wand. This also swelled a little and the first of his delicious nectar shot out of the large glans. Gush after gush flowed into my oral cavity and I had to swallow several times in order not to waste any of the "medicine". After I cleaned the red twitching tip, I pressed a big kiss on it before I let go and climbed off Helmut's slightly shrunken penis. I gave him a firm kiss on the red bulb too. Then I quickly squatted down next to the bench and let a large part of Helmut's white juice drip onto the grass, otherwise it would run down my inner thigh on the way home. Not everyone had to see what we were doing here when we came near our house again. Nevertheless, I had to keep my legs tight together, because Helmut's load was not without it. Inside the house, I quickly disappeared into the bathroom to clean myself thoroughly before I sat down again with my dear house friends and had a refreshing drink with them. Towards early evening they started their journey home, but not before offering their "help" if I needed it. I let her out the gate with a loving kiss and then made myself comfortable in the living room, where I waited for my sweetheart, who was coming home for the weekend.

Sharp visit

 

During our last visit to the theater in Hamburg, we met a couple during the break.
Tim and Nina, they were called and were about our age. Nice people to talk to.
We invited her to visit us and made an appointment right away.

When they appeared one evening, we sat together, drank wine and champagne and talked about everything and everything.
What surprised me was that Monika had dressed a bit too sexy for the reception of relatively strangers.
Maybe she wanted to put Nina, who has a great bubble butt, in the shade a bit. It is said that competition stimulates business.

When the atmosphere became a little more relaxed thanks to wine and sparkling wine, the subject of sex also came up.
Nina and Tim said they had a very exciting sex life.
For example, they occasionally watch sex films together for mutual stimulation and also tried out some of the things they saw there.
Nina also said that she had very exciting lingerie and that they used some sex toys, which got them both very excited.
Of course I would have liked to see how she looked with her great butt in something like that.

I noticed the whole time that Monika looked at Tim with a look that told me that she
really liked him. There was actually a bit too much lewdness in the look for me.
But I probably looked at Nina the same way.

Since we were already talking about very intimate things, Monika suggested that we could
drop the "SHE" and toast to "brotherhood". Such a suggestion from her really baffled me. Had the champagne had an effect on her?

So I filled the glasses and I toasted with Nina and Monika with Tim. A kiss is also part of the decision to become a brother. So Nina got one gently pressed on when Monika and Tim were on it, to my horror there was not just a kiss, no, they started kissing with their tongues.
Well, I thought I could do that, too. Nina grabbed me, and she looked at the two of them, still frightened.
With my announcement, come on, Nina, we can do that too, we also had an intensive French kiss, which immediately made me stir in the lower area.

"Well, I said," that's actually not usual, but since we're obviously very sympathetic to accept it again and everyone seemed to have fun.

The topic of sex was now treated for even longer, especially with regard to erotic clothing.
Tim also shared how horny it made him to see his wife dressed hot. Stuff like that with open crotches and exposed nipples.

Suddenly Marion said to Tim that she wanted to show him something. He should come with me to the computer room.
Since I was just having a lively conversation with Nina, I didn't even notice.
I was just surprised that the two left the living room.
Well maybe she just wants to show some photos, I thought.

I was actually quite right because now I could repeat the exciting kiss with Nina again and take the opportunity to hold her beautifully shaped breasts in my hand.
This time the tension in my pants was already quite strong. I now dared to put my hand under her skirt and found there after I had pushed the panties aside
a wet column. Oh man.
She put a hand on my baggy pants and felt happy what she had done to me.
Somehow I noticed that Monika and Tim stayed away for a long time for a photo presentation.

So I made my way to the computer room. The door wasn't completely closed and so I saw that Tim was standing in front of Monika who was sitting on the chair. On the screen a photo of her in a fishnet suit with a dildo in her hand. Since Marion was covered by Tim, I couldn't immediately see what was going on, but the sounds I heard spoke for themselves. There was smacking and soft moaning.

I carefully opened the door further and could now see that Tim had opened his pants and Monika was sucking his boner.
She had obviously turned him on with the hot photo and then freed his hard cock from the tight pants to push it between her lips with relish.
She also worked on her clitoris with her free hand. Since her skirt was pushed up far, I could only now see that she was wearing pantyhose that were open at the crotch. Of course she came straight to the pleasure button.
The two were so busy that they didn't really notice me and happily continued.

So I go back to the living room to get Nina. When I walked in she had stripped off her clothes and was sitting invitingly on the couch with her legs spread wide.
She probably had an idea what Tim was doing with Monika. Maybe they had already planned it that way.

What should I do now, go back and screw up Marion and Tim's act or accept Nina's obvious offer.

I decided on Nina because Monika and Tim were already unstoppable
and I could use the opportunity to push my cock into a new wet hole.
I quickly had an idea. I grabbed Nina and went with her to the hallway in front of the computer room.
When we looked in there, Tim had just pushed his hard cock from behind into Monika's pussy, who was bent over in front of him. Her skirt was turned up so that the whole
"plugging" zone was exposed thanks to the pantyhose that were open at the crotch. They were properly moaning horny, especially Monika when Tim pushed hard again.
I was with this woman for tens of years and had no idea what was in her, at least Tim was deep in her at the moment.

Nina and I watched for a moment until Nina stretched out her tight ass towards me by bending far forward and leaning on the door frame.
With bliss I pushed my stand into her pussy.
Now we fucked in parallel. Each couple could now watch the other doing it.
It was an exciting experience for everyone involved.


After we had this first horny number behind us, we first freshened up in the bathroom.
The evening wasn't over yet and we went back to the living room where we talked about what we had just experienced.

The women admitted that it was a great experience to feel a new stand in the hot ***** . It was the same for us men with women's pussies.

After this statement, the two women told about their experiences with dildos. What they liked, how thick and how long such a part should be, whether with vibration or without, etc.
We men listened intently to the women. We imagined how our women stuffed their pussies with the dildos.
The thought turned us on quite a bit, we wanted to watch it too much.


We told the women that straight away, and they enthusiastically agreed to a demonstration.

We now went up to the bedroom and Monika took two dildos out of the closet.
The two women lay down next to each other on the bed.
Now, with nimble fingers, they began rubbing their clits until their pussies became shiny and wet and ready for the dildos.
Was that an exciting sight for us men when they voluptuously pushed the stand between their open labia lips into the pussies and let them work eagerly in them.

The women's moans made us even hornier and our cocks straightened up.

So boys, now it's your turn, Monika gasped.
Both women sat down on the edge of the bed so that we men could stand in front of them.
The two wanted to take care of our cocks, which were so beautifully erected. Monika couldn't get enough and took care of both before Nina could get hold of them.

But only for a moment because Nina also wanted to suck something.

After the two women had made us really horny, they lay down next to each other on their stomachs and stretched out their pussies towards us. What an invitation.

Now, of course, everyone wanted to take the opportunity again and sink their cock into someone else's pussy and the women also wanted to have another cock inside.

So I knelt over Nina's stretched buttocks and Tim over Marion's.
When we put our hammers into the offered *****nthe women groaned with lust, we men of course no less.

That was really the hottest number we had ever experienced.

When Tim and Nina had said goodbye and we could think clearly again, I sat with Monika for quite a while.

I asked her how it came about, what she had done with Tim in the computer room because I didn't know her at all. She had always claimed to have no interest in other men.

Well, that's how it was, she said, Tim had raved about his great-looking Nina, how it turned him on when she dressed erotic.
I also noticed the way you looked at her when he told you what great things she was wearing. I could clearly see how keen you were on her.
I got pretty jealous and felt disadvantaged. That's when I came up with the idea of ​​showing Tim the photos of me in the fishnet suit on the computer. I probably wanted to find out if I could have the same effect on other men as Nina could.
When I showed him the pictures, he couldn't stop raving and I could clearly see that he was impressed by what he saw from the bulge that had grown in his pants, since he was standing right in front of my face with it.
Well, it was a crazy feeling for me to be able to turn another man on.
I noticed that my pussy was really wet at the sight of his bump in the crotch and I imagined how it would be if he now released his hard cock that I had given him by looking at me.
It made me incredibly horny and so I pulled open the zipper like mad and his stand literally jumped out at me and bobbled up and down in front of my eyes.
It kind of got through to me. I wanted to drive him crazy now. And try
if he was willing to take the risk of being discovered by Nina for me.

That would be a great confirmation for me. And I was admittedly keen to try another hard cock between my lips.
So I grabbed the bobbing thing and played around his glans with my tongue and he didn't resist for a moment.
Then I happily pushed it deep into my mouth and began to suck on his pleasure pole.
That felt incredibly cool because it was a stranger's cock and what I was doing was something strictly forbidden.
Forbidden things are probably more fun than allowed ones.
That really got him going and in my pussy the desire to feel what I had built up with my mouth grew in her.
He also had a decent hammer that would fill them out well, I thought.
That's why I got up and stretched my buttocks towards him and folded up my skirt.
Since I was wearing the horny, open-crotch pantyhose, he could hardly refuse this invitation.

Has indeed worked well, he was so horny run me that he almost trembled. He greedily thrust his stand into my hot pussy. I really enjoyed that.
I felt desirable.
When he impetuously pushed his thick thing into me, it was a bit painful at first, but when my pussy had widened a bit, it was a really great feeling. Maybe it was especially exciting to do something totally kinky.
Well, when you did the same thing with Nina next to us, my guilty conscience was
no longer in the way and I was able to really enjoy everything.

Even what we did in the bedroom was really cool. After my inhibitions
were blown away, literally, I found this to be a scary and exciting thing.

In any case, I now know that I am in no way inferior to other women because I am so desirable that men put up with a lot of stress for being able to play the plug-in game with me.
But we decided that we don't want to repeat such orgies because afterwards jealousy arises and that's really not good.

If that's the case, we might make an exception.
After our discussion, we went to bed totally exhausted without any more card games.