subject, but even then she hadn’t said
no either. Now I convinced her to let me read her a couple of letters from
Penthouse Letters
, and it wasn’t long before she was as turned on as I was.
After I read the third letter, she was moving about on the bed, turning from side to side, squeezing her hand between her
legs. She asked me to read slower! Of course I was happy to do as she asked, which only added to the turn-on I was experiencing
from the sight of her getting into this.
In a matter of moments she was frigging her clit and tweaking her nipples. Eventually she sent herself over the edge, causing
herself a thunderous climax.
Not wanting to leave me out, Stephanie slunk to her knees between my legs and pulled down my shorts, unleashing my raging
hard-on. She worked her lips up and down the side of my shaft while I continued to read on—somewhat halfheartedly, I have
to admit. When she sucked my cock into her mouth, I let out a gasp. And as she hummed her approval up and down my shaft, my
body jerked with a force I had never experienced as my cock exploded, shooting shot after shot of come down my wife’s throat.
She licked me dry, and we both collapsed on the bed, coming down from a high unlike any we had ever had the pleasure of experiencing.
The next thing I knew, my wife was asking how we should go about setting this up. And that was the start of our venture into
watching.
We decided to make it a friend who would be all for it. And we knew exactly who to ask. Philip has been a friend of ours for
more than a decade, and we knew that he was totally infatuated with Stephanie. We didn’t think there would be any reason to
feel uncomfortable about proposing the idea to him, or any problem persuading him!
It was decided that I would talk to him with a view toward setting something up for the following Saturday. As we expected,
there was no problem—just complete gratitude once Philip was persuaded, first, that Stephanie was on board and, second, that
it wasn’t a problem for me. Once that was cleared, and we were set for Saturday, there was no hiding his excitement, or ours!
That week I approached Stephanie several times for sex. I really needed to fuck her, and it was all I could think about. But
she simply wouldn’t have it! She was “saving herself” for Philip, she said. She wanted to be totally sexed up and slutty when
he took her. The mere fact that my wife was thinking this way had my dick at full mast almost constantly that week. I was
jerking off three times a day. I pulled my cock so much, and so hard, I was afraid it would fall off!
Finally the day came. Fuck the “preliminaries”! Stephanie was waiting in the bedroom in a one-piece see-through teddy—tits
out of the top, her pussy barely concealed at all. I brought Philip right in, and he immediately drooled at the sight of her.
I grabbed my spot at the foot of the bed, in a chair we brought in for the occasion. In a blink of an eye Philip was on my
wife, his hands a blur as he ran them up and down her body. She told me later that she felt like her body was on fire. His
hands were rough, which only made her hotter.
Philip dived straight between my wife’s thighs, and suddenly you heard the rip of fabric and her seductive shriek. Panting
and squirming, she was being eaten by a masterful tongue, and she let me know it.
It was all I could stand. I pulled out my pecker and pulled and pulled, spewing a creamy load in seconds—but my dick just
wouldn’t go down! That’s how intense it was watching my wife arch her back and scream out a piercing cry of joy as she came
all over Philip’s face.
Without missing a beat, he turned her over on all fours, with her face directly in front of me. Her hair was a sweaty mess,
her eyes glazed—I thought she never looked more beautiful!
As Philip sank his member balls-deep in her, she mouthed “thank you” to me and threw her head back while he banged her