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27/12/2012
Ok, this post is going to be sort of a confession to D as well as a way to share a hot story. A while back we posted the pics from an accidental text message dare that we did with a vendor from my work. After he got the pitures of me and I explained that I had "accidentlly" hit the wrong contact on my phone, the flirting and sexual talk really began to get raunchy.
After a few weeks,and a lot of dirty texting, I was home doing some housework, when I see his truck pulling down our driveway( he has been to our house a few times for barbaques and such). I called D and ask him what I should do,and he said I should have some fun. So with my husbands blessing, I made a mad dash to get out of my housework clothes.All I could think of was to put on my short, red, satin robe. I answered the door while still trying to get it tied,knowing it left little to the imagination.
M said nervously he was just in the neihborhood and thought he would see if "we" were home( he knows hubby works on my day off).
I invite him in , apoligizing for not being dressed,(like that was gonna bother him) and offer him a beer. After a few minutes of nervous small talk, and a couple more beers to stop my knees from shaking, the conversation started taking a sexual tone like it always does wit M. He said more than once he wished he would have saved the pitcures I had texted him "accidentlly" but he had deleted them just like I asked him to. I told him that that was sweet of him to delete them, and that if he let me pic which ones he could keep that I would let him take some more.
Smiling big, he started pulling his phone out of his pocket. My heart was racing as he took the first pitcure, then another, and another, with me wearing nothing but a bathrobe that barely covered anything up!
About this time, his phone made a beeping sound, and his smile melted as his battery went dead.
I couldn't help but tease him a little bit , but he looked so sad that I went and got my phone to use. As I showed him how to work the camera, my already revealing robe decides to come untied so I just left it that way as M started taking more pics. Before long ,even though I knew it was going to far, I was complety naked.
Now, my husband,D, knows this story,as I texted him the pics at work, and he loved it. But what he doesn't know is things went a little farther that day than I admitted, and have gone a lot farther since then.
As M was working the camera, he kept getting closer and I was really really losing control. Before I realized it I had my legs spread, shamelessly fingering my pussy while M kept taking pitcures. He got several of me cumming over and over.Then as I recovered I said to M its only fair now fir me to watch him. He put down the phone as he slid his shorts down and let his hard veinie cock pop out. He eased over where I was sitting but I said no, you have to do it. Frowning, he sat back on the couch, taking that gorgeous cock and began stroking it slowly but firmly. My mouth started to water as I watched M's eyes close and his rythm increase. Grabbing my phone I took two quick pitcures just as he let loose, spurting streams of white cum into the air, some landing on my inner thigh, some on his belly, and some running down his hand. I reached down and wiped the hot cum from my leg and licked it off my finger, then took his hand , sucking each finger clean.
As we rgained our conposure and M was leaving he said I still owed him the pitcures. Wuth a peck on the cheek, I promised to text them.
As I sent M all the pics, I sent D a few( not the ones of me with my legs spread and my fingers buried in pussy in front of another guy, or the ones of M shooting cum all over our living room.
Well , theres the whole story of that afternoon. I know hubby will read this, and then he will no doubt want to hear the story of what has hapoened sibce then.
After a few weeks,and a lot of dirty texting, I was home doing some housework, when I see his truck pulling down our driveway( he has been to our house a few times for barbaques and such). I called D and ask him what I should do,and he said I should have some fun. So with my husbands blessing, I made a mad dash to get out of my housework clothes.All I could think of was to put on my short, red, satin robe. I answered the door while still trying to get it tied,knowing it left little to the imagination.
M said nervously he was just in the neihborhood and thought he would see if "we" were home( he knows hubby works on my day off).
I invite him in , apoligizing for not being dressed,(like that was gonna bother him) and offer him a beer. After a few minutes of nervous small talk, and a couple more beers to stop my knees from shaking, the conversation started taking a sexual tone like it always does wit M. He said more than once he wished he would have saved the pitcures I had texted him "accidentlly" but he had deleted them just like I asked him to. I told him that that was sweet of him to delete them, and that if he let me pic which ones he could keep that I would let him take some more.
Smiling big, he started pulling his phone out of his pocket. My heart was racing as he took the first pitcure, then another, and another, with me wearing nothing but a bathrobe that barely covered anything up!
About this time, his phone made a beeping sound, and his smile melted as his battery went dead.
I couldn't help but tease him a little bit , but he looked so sad that I went and got my phone to use. As I showed him how to work the camera, my already revealing robe decides to come untied so I just left it that way as M started taking more pics. Before long ,even though I knew it was going to far, I was complety naked.
Now, my husband,D, knows this story,as I texted him the pics at work, and he loved it. But what he doesn't know is things went a little farther that day than I admitted, and have gone a lot farther since then.
As M was working the camera, he kept getting closer and I was really really losing control. Before I realized it I had my legs spread, shamelessly fingering my pussy while M kept taking pitcures. He got several of me cumming over and over.Then as I recovered I said to M its only fair now fir me to watch him. He put down the phone as he slid his shorts down and let his hard veinie cock pop out. He eased over where I was sitting but I said no, you have to do it. Frowning, he sat back on the couch, taking that gorgeous cock and began stroking it slowly but firmly. My mouth started to water as I watched M's eyes close and his rythm increase. Grabbing my phone I took two quick pitcures just as he let loose, spurting streams of white cum into the air, some landing on my inner thigh, some on his belly, and some running down his hand. I reached down and wiped the hot cum from my leg and licked it off my finger, then took his hand , sucking each finger clean.
As we rgained our conposure and M was leaving he said I still owed him the pitcures. Wuth a peck on the cheek, I promised to text them.
As I sent M all the pics, I sent D a few( not the ones of me with my legs spread and my fingers buried in pussy in front of another guy, or the ones of M shooting cum all over our living room.
Well , theres the whole story of that afternoon. I know hubby will read this, and then he will no doubt want to hear the story of what has hapoened sibce then.
Poster:
jane
