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is my own fantasy rendition. If you are not old enough, or sane enough
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Setting my husband up
trulin_fool



My husband recently had surgery. His leg required a bone graft. He was
given some powerful pain relievers. He tolerates pain well, and needed
only a few.
My daughter, who was into recreational use of drugs, told me that the
pain relievers my husband had, were worth alot of money on the street.
Having experimented with drugs in the past, I tried one of the extra
pills we had.
The pill in itself was great. I felt free and relaxed.
The next day, my husband and I did a weekend getaway. We normally go
to the city, and take in an expensive dinner, and cocktails. After
which, we check out the night life.
My husband was unaware, that I had brough along the pills, that were
hidden in my purse.
As we danced at one bar, he began to get sore. I told him about the
pills which I had with me, and he offered to take one.
Being jealous of his attitude and demeanor, I also took one.
John, my husband had only one drink before taking the pill, however,
after he took it, he turned to soda, and only drank that the rest of
the night. I, however, continued to drink heavily, as this was the
time I was allowed to drink more than normal, because of the special
weekend.
As the night rolled on, I drank more and more. My husband loved my
adventurous attitude, and soon was daring me to do strange things. He
talked very low and sexy about how he was going to make me happy later
on, with his special talented toungue.
The combination of drinks and the pill, were having a wonderful effect
on me. My inhibitions faded quickly, as he held me on the dance floor.
When drinking, my husband tells me of his fantasies, and gets me wet
by doing so. The pill only magnified the effect, and soon I was
nearing an orgasm, by listening to his kinky fantasy.
This latest one involved picking up a young female hitchiker, and
offering her a ride. She sits next to me, and soon I am so turned on,
that our hands are soon exploring each others bodies, right there in
the car. The kissing begins, as my husband drives to the nearest
motel, to share our new young playmate.
Once in the room, we continue to fondle each other, as my hubby strips
us of our clothing. I picture her breasts as grapefruit sized, and her
pubic mound is shaved.
Eventually, we leave the dance floor, and return to the bar. The
fantasy has me leaking juices fervently into my panties. I retire to
the ladies room on wobbly legs, and clean the excess fluids from
myself.
I cannot believe that having a fantasy, involving another woman has me
so hot and excited.
I straighten my makeup, as a chunky black girl enters the bathroom.
She smiles and makes small talk. She had noticed my husband, standing
at the bar. She remarks how pleasant he seems, and soon we leave
together, to join him at the bar. She said her name was Amber, and
that she often comes here alone, to find a friend for the night.
I reply, she has just found one, and shake her hand, as I introduce
myself. Her hand is soft but firm, and the electric sparks she
emitted, were fueling yet another series of fantasies.
As we approached the bar, Jack my husband, was busy talking to a
gentleman about some sporting event. I introduced him to Amber, and
they shook hands. The handshake lasted a bit longer than neccisary, as
she held his strong hand in her grip. There was a sense of sexual
tension in the room, as they talked about how she met me. A small pang
of jealousy hit me, but was soon dismissed as being over protective of
Jack.
We retired to a table, where Jack ordered another round of drinks.
I found out that Amber was 23 years old, attending college, and lived
nearby.
Jack seemed entralled by this young black beauty, as was I.
The conversation turned to Jack and then began to get more personal.
We told her, with teenage children at home we rarely had any privacy,
and this was our weekend for lovemaking in private, away from
distractions at home.
She said she awaited the day, when she could become pregnant, and have
children of her own. She hadn't found the right sperm donor, as yet.
Jack immediately volunteered for the job, as he joked with our new
friend. I even offered to set him up with her, if I could watch him
impregnate her.
After that we all laughed, and became very quiet.
Amber asked me, if she could then be allowed to dance with Jack. I
readily agreed.
As they danced, I noticed Amber feeling my husbands firm body. She
squeezed his ass, and ran her hands up his muscular back. Jack was
becoming embarassed, as he blushed, at her blatant display of
affection.
I again was soon into another fantasy, as I watched this strange woman
stroke my man, and him fending off her advances.
I saw in my mind, him taking her to a room, and ravishing her. His
cock would be pumping into her hard, as she screamed her excitement.
Her full breasts would be bouncing from his animalistic assault on her
body. I was again, making a wet spot in my panties.
When the two returned, they talked as if they had known each other for
years. In my drunken stupor, I only listened to the two, as they
carried on. I noticed how perfect they were for each other, as another
jealous though hit me. But again it was readily dismissed.
As my own fantasy built, Jack stood, and went to the bar.
"He's quite the man." She said, still laughing at one of his jokes.
"You are very lucky to have him."
I smiled, as this woman knew how to stoke my female ego. She was right
in her appraisal of him. He was a great husband, and a great lover.
"He's also great in bed." I announced, much to my own surprise.
"I'll bet he is." She replied, with eyes staring dreamily at him.
Suddenly the thought of these two as lovers, became an obsession with
me. All my jealousy had now vanished, and the thoughts of Jack making
love to this black woman overtook my fantasy.
Jack returned to the table, and soon after I finished the next drink,
my mind was a blur. I wanted to watch these two in an intimate
embrace, and making passionate love to one another.
Jack realized my drunken stupor, and wanted to leave. I remeber making
some comment about going to Amber's place. She was somewhat confused
as to my intentions, but agreed to allow us into her home.
Jack drove us to her place, and then they both helped me up the
stairs.
Once inside, I requested the use of her bathroom. I was very drunk,
and Amber helped me to the toilet.
While inside the toilet, I had a conversation I would never have
thought possible, with this woman.
"So? What do you think of my man?" I asked, sitting on the toilet.
"I think he's handsome, and smart. All the qualities, that make for a
good husband. You really are lucky to have him. If he wasn't already
married, I'd steal him away from you."
"Well? How would you like to borrow him for a night?" I asked, still
not believing my own words.
"You can't be serious. I'd never want to steal anybody's husband. I
was only joking." She tried to reassure me.
"I know you are. But unless I miss my guess, he's hot for you. If you
want to let it happen, I have no problem with that." I said
encouragingly.
"You'd allow your husband to get it on with me?" She asked pointedly.
"He's got enough for both of us. Why not give him a treat?" I said
smiling.
Amber became defensive at this point, and was silently thinking.
"Let's go and see what develops." I said, as we went back to the
living room.
I purposely sat in the recliner, leaving Amber to sit next to Jack, on
the sofa.
Jack looked at me nervously, as I returned his gaze, with a smile.
Amber offered us a drink, and I immediately stood to fetch them. I
figured on giving her time to see if she could seduce him.
I took my time finding the beer.
When I returned, Amber was softly talking about her schooling and was
trembling as I entered the room. She had probably never done anything
like this before, and was quite uneasy as to how she should approach
the subject.
"You have a beautiful outfit on." I stated, trying to break the ice.
"I could never wear something like that. I'm too small on top."
My breasts are only 34B, whereas Ambers looked to be about 38DD.
"Sometimes I wish I didn't have such a big bust. They get pretty heavy
to haul around, and my back gets sore, once in a while." She said.
I've always known Jack to be a chest man, and looking at Amber's
volumous rack, made his cock harden.
He shifted uneasily, as he felt the crotch of his jeans raise.
I then stood, and spun around. Showing off my demure figure, as
compared to Amber voluptuous figure.
"This is about all I really look good in." I said.
"Girl. You've got a nice figure. I wouldn't be ashamed of it at all."
Amber answered.
"Yeah." I replied. "But Jack here is a chest man, and I'd love to give
him something for being so sweet to me, small bust and all."
Jack looked at me with a questioning look, as I walked over to the
sofa.
I grabbed his hands, and place one on each of my breasts.
"Wouldn't you love it, if I was built like Amber?" I asked in a coy
tone. "These are so small compared to hers."
The room was silent as I squeezed his hands on my boobs.
"I'll bet Ambers feel alot softer, and more fun." I said.
"I .... I don't think so." Jack stammered.
"How do you know?" I asked teasingly. "Have you already felt them?"
"Well, uh, no." Jack said softly.
"Amber?" I asked. "Would you mind if Jack does a comparison. He needs
to feel if there's any difference."
Her eyes bugged out, not believing my words. After some tense
consternation, she faced Jack, and smiled.
I gripped Jacks hands, and placed them on her mammoth boobs. I felt
Jack groping her breasts, like a new found play toy.
Amber nodded her head back, and closed her eyes, as my husband
continued to explore her titties.
I grabbed on of Jacks hands, and returned it to my own chest.
"Which ones are better?" I asked, in a sultry voice.
"I think I like them both." He murmurred.
I then took his hand, and placed it on the bodice of my dress, after
which I dropped the shoulder straps. The dress fell away from my upper
body, along with the bra I was wearing, and he finally got to feel the
bare flesh of my small tits.
Amber was moaning by now, and I winked at Jack.
"Time for the taste test." I announced.
Ambers eyes flew open, and saw me naked from the waist up. Had it not
been for her dark skin, she would have been blushing wildly.
I reached for her hand, and pulled her to her feet. I then walked
behind her, and raised the hem of her blouse up and off her body. She
wore a black bra, under the blouse, and I quickly had that undone
also. Amber was stand next to me now, with both of us half naked.
Although Amber tried in vain to hide her huge knockers. I took her
hands, and gently pushed them down, allowing Jack an unobstructed
view. Her nopples were not at all large, but the areola were huge,
measuring four inches across.
I next placed Jacks hands on her naked breasts, and he immediately
grew a hardon. Again, Amber threw her head back, and closed her eyes,
with a sigh. Goose bumps appeared on her arms, as he played with this
woman's charms.
As Jack continued to play with her ultra sensitive nipples, I shimmied
out of my remaining clothing. I would have been somewhat embarassed,
had it not been for the alcohol, but I was enjoying my husbands
freshly renewed lust.
After I was completly nude, I stood behind the young woman, and
finished stripping her also. She groaned, at the thought of a white
couple, seeing her in the flesh.
She stepped out of her panties, and I massaged her legs, up to her
thighs.
Her feet drifted apart, and I noticed her curly pubic hairs, damp with
dew. The growth was sparse, yet beads of moisture clung to each curl.
I noticed her labia were still tucked away, inside her slit. Mine have
always been distented and hung outside of my vagina. She looked almost
virginal, with a puffy slit, covered in her female essence.
My fingers found her bud, buried inside her slit, and she moaned out
loud.
Jack took great care, in groping every square centimeter of her
breasts, and the let his hands fall to her pounch of a stomach. As his
hands drifted lower, I again stood, and from behind, continued to
lightly circle each nipple with my finger tips.
The combination of Jacks fingers reaching her mound, and my fingers on
her breasts was too much to ignore, as Amber finally spoke.
"Ohhhhhh yeahhhhhhh." She whispered. "That's so niccccccce. Don't
stop."
Jack then leaned in, and inhaled her musky scent. His face was near
her crotch, and he stopped trying to contain himself.
Like a man possessed, his mouth went to her pussy. As his tongue made
contact, Amber shrieked and trembled. She had reached her first
orgasm, at the touch of my wonderful husbands tongue.
From behind I could only hear, the sucking and lapping of my husband,
on this young womans private treasure. Slurping sounds filled the room
as she fell back into me, off balance.
I slowly turned her around, and sat her on the sofa. She kept her legs
parted for Jack as he followed, never losing contact with her wet
dripping hole.
I had never been very interested in girl-girl sex, but this woman,
embodied every sexual need, I ever had.
As Jack began to suck on Ambers splayed pussy, I began to feast on her
magnificent breasts. She held my head in place, showing her
appreciation of my oral breast massage.
I don't know how long I was feasting on her boobs, but suddenly I felt
her jerking. As I looked up, she was begging Jack to fuck her harder.
It was a lovely sight, watching my husband of twenty some years,
pleasuring this beautiful minx. The aroma of her sex, in itself, was
intoxicating, and her screams of joy, added to that pleasure.
I had never openly masturbated, but felt the need to do so now. My
fingers found my erect clit, and I feverishly worked it with my hand.
As I was about to cum, Jack grunted his orgasm also. That was enough
for the three of us to climax, simutaneously. I collapsed, on Amber,
and she quickly found my lips. She kissed me a deep soul kiss, and
soon we were making out, like high school lesbians.
All thoughts of my husband being there had vanished, as mber and I
fell into a loving female sex session of our own.
As I pleased this young woman with my lips, I was drawn to her wet
fragrant pussy.
When I reached her vagina, I noticed the white frothy substance
leaking from it. Jack had indeed ejaculated deep inside her. I glued
my lips to her pussy and sucked out, what seemed like a cup of Jacks
sperm. It had a different flavor this time however. The mixture of
Ambers and Jacks fluids was not unpleasant at all, and I devoured it
like a starving maniac.
As Amber reached another mind blowing orgasm, I felt something pushing
into my own pussy. Jack was still hard, and soon buried his pleasure
rod, deep up my own pussy. As Amber came this time, I actually got my
face spayed with her cum. I had heard of women who gushed, or
squirted, but I never experienced it first hand.
This was enough to bring about my climax, and Jack was soon reaching
his second, almost never known to me, orgasm.
As I came down from my peak, I again collapsed on Amber. She gently
stoked my hair, as Jack, now standing, was feeding her his cock to
clean.
I watched in amazement, as her puffy lips, encircled his shrivled
penis. He was in ecstasy as his sore dick was lavishly kissed and
sucked by his new lover.
I watched as his eyes met mine in a loving gaze.
After we all completely regained our composure, Amber announced it was
time for a shower.
I was soon sobering up, as the water cascaded down our worn and sated
bodies.
Jack sensed our modesty return as the water, flowed over us. He
excused himself, and dried off. When we finished, Amber and I enjoyed
a warm heated embrace. She tried to find words to thank me for
sharing, but none came. I knew how she must have felt, and placed my
finger to her lips, provoking silence.
As we went to the living room, Jack met me, with a bearlike hug, and a
smile. He then gave Amber a peck on the cheek, as she returned to her
shy state.
Upon leaving, Amber thanked us for everything, and we left.
The next morning, I looked for something in my purse, and noticed a
small scrap of paper. On it was scralled a phone number, and some
words.
"If you ever want to borrow my husband again, please call me. If not,
that's OK. Please lets have lunch sometime soon, because I'd like to
remain close friends. Amber."
I decided that we would both be sharing Jack again, if he could keep
up with us.
Who knows. Maybe he can fulfill her wish, of having her own child.



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