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Even after all this time, your wife can still surpIt?s a nice warm evening so your wife puts on a cute summer dress and some strappy sandals and you decide to head out for a drink together. Seems that everyone has the same idea as the bar is packed, some great tunes flowing and everyone is having a fantastic time. You order a couple of drinks, a beer for you and a cocktail for your wife, and spot a 2 person empty table that you quickly grab.A few minutes later, you notice me across the room and can?t help looking. As your eyes move up from my heels, my legs, up over my short black skirt, firm breasts under my white blouse, and finally to my face, you realise that I was watching you the whole time, seeing the hungry look on your face. I come over to your table and ask if I can squeeze in on the bench seat next to your wife, my feet are getting tired in these shoes and I?m dying to sit down. Your wife obliges and I ease myself next to her.We introduce ourselves, and chat about the normal things that strangers would talk about, you get another round of drinks and offer me one, I?m never one to turn down a nice drink so it?s cocktails for us girls and a fresh beer for you. We?re all getting along famously, laughing a lot, it?s such a fun evening. Out of the corner of my eye I see your wife glancing down at my legs. It seems my skirt has hitched up while I?ve been sat down and you can not only see the lace tops of my stockings, but the little metal clasp on my garters too. Your wife gives me a slightly embarassed little smile as I smooth my skirt back down.I need to use the ladies room, your wife of course offers to come with me as girls always do, I bet you wish you knew what we talk about in there. We leave you at the table and follow the signs to the washrooms. As I?m touching up my lipstick before heading back to the table, your wife turns to me and says ?I?m sorry I was looking at your legs, it?s just that I never wear that sort of thing so it took me a bit by surprise?, ?that?s OK? I say, ?I adore the way they make me feel, and these ones are so comfy, they are super soft and the lace sits so nicely it?s almost like I am not wearing them?. She giggles and we make our way back to the table, where you have fresh drinks waiting for us.The evening passes by in a flash, as the bar crowd starts to thin out, you ask if I want to head back to your place and have a nightcap, the idea sounds great to me and I think your wife is secretly happy too. You call a taxi and we wait in the now cooling night air for it to arrive. When it gets here, the van we had expected turns out to be a Prius. I offer to sit in the middle, which as it turns out might not have been the best idea, as I climb in you both get a pretty good eyeful of my black lace panties, bolu escort and with my heels on and being sat in the middle, my knees are pushed up and there?s no way I can keep my skirt where it should be so I spend the journey with my skirt high up my thighs, stockings and garters on full view.You both squeeze in either side, our thighs touching in the small backseat. ?This is cozy? I say, laughing, your wife giggles again, and you have to clear your throat before you can answer, you are busy trying to suppress the growing urge between your legs but manage a ?sure is?.The taxi sets off, it?s only ten minutes back to your place, as we?re driving along, I notice that both of you are having a hard time not looking at my thighs, even the driver is glancing in his mirror a lot. ?I told you these were so soft? I say to your wife ?feel them, they are lovely?. Your wife hesitates, then puts her hand on my leg and gently rubs the material of the stocking covering my thigh, ?oh wow? she says, ?they are like silk?, ?yes I say, and the lace is amazing?. She runs her hand further up, feeling the tops of my stockings, ?lovely? she says. I turn to you, ?I suppose you wouldn?t say no either right??, and by way of confirmation, you run your hand slowly from just above my knee, right up to the lace band, with a finger or two straying just a touch higher, onto my smooth, pale thigh, ?mmm, that feels so good? you say, it sounds much more aroused than you had hoped for. Your wife throws you a ?watch it? glance, but then laughs. ?Oooh, is this a competition now?? I say, ?who can go the highest??, more giggling follows but I feel your wife?s hand on my leg again, running up, over my thigh, across the tops of my stockings, and following the garter strap up under the hem of my skirt, her warm hand pressed against the softest skin at the top of my thigh, almost touching the lace of my panties. I gasp, ?we have a winner?. You are stunned that your wife just did that, it must have been the cocktails. ?It?s not over yet? you exclaim, and run your hand from my knee, up my thigh and under my skirt, over the side of my panties until you feel the lace edge of the top of them on my hip. ?Excuse me!? I say indignantly, ?do I get any say in the competition??. Then I laugh, partly because of the cocktails, mostly because of the sudden look of shock on both your faces when you realize what you were doing. Instantly, a look of relief passes over your faces and you laugh with me.At this point, the taxi pulls up at your house. You pay the driver and we all climb out, I can?t help but notice a bit of a bulge in the front of your pants but I don?t say anything.Once inside, you invite your wife and I to make ourselves comfortable burdur escort while you go and make drinks. Your wife sits on the sofa and pats the seat next to her, I oblige and sit down. ?That was the most fun taxi ride I ever had? she says, I smile, ?I don?t normally do things like that? she says. ?Oh it?s a bit of fun? I say, ?no harm done, and really, I enjoyed it too, it?s not often I have a pair of cuties feeling me up?. She giggles, ?I wish you?d won the competition though? I say, she looks at me, then I feel her hand on my thigh ?going for Gold? she says, and runs her hand up my thigh, under my skirt and comes to a rest with it over the front of my lace panties. She lets out a little gasp and quickly withdraws her hand. ?Oh my god? she says, ?I didn?t realize, I, I don?t know what to say, oh my, umm?. ?Yes? I say, ?I?ve a little extra treat down there?. She?s completely flustered, I can see the conflict on her face, embarrassment, intrigue and just a touch of lust. You walk back into the room with our drinks. ?She won? I said. You laugh, then look at your wife and see the far-away look on her face, ?are you OK hon?? you ask. She shakes her head and is back with us, ?yes, I?m great? she says, ?amazingly great actually?, and smiles at me.We sip our drinks, chat for a few minutes, and then your wife says ?I?m going to put this competition so far ahead of you, you can never win?, and at that, turns to me and kisses me deeply. You are stunned again, you cannot believe your eyes, your prim and proper wife on your sofa, lustfully kissing some hot girl you met at a bar. I kiss her back, our hands wander over each others legs, backs, ass, as we devour each other?s lips, tongues, relishing the feeling. She pulls away, ?come with me? she says, and I follow her to the bedroom. You are still sat there open mouthed. ?Are you coming too or not?? she says, there is no hesitation from you.In the bedroom, we kiss again, I reach behind her and unzip her dress, letting it fall from her shoulders, exposing her plain white cotton bra and panties. She?s trembling. I slide my hand up her front, gently cupping, then caressing her breasts, she reaches behind and un-clips her bra, freeing her to my caress. Her breasts are full and soft, and she moans just a little. I feel her tensing as my fingers tease across her hardening nipples. She runs her hands down my thighs, sliding them under the hem of my skirt and then eases my skirt to my waist, exposing my garters and black lace panties. She drops to her knees and places the fingers of one hand along the side of my panties, then pulls them to one side. You gasp as my rapidly hardening cock springs free, completely smooth and shaved, and are clearly in a bit bursa escort of shock as your wife grabs it and takes it in her mouth. She pulls away briefly ?surprise? she says. You can?t believe your eyes, your wife, on her knees in front of a sexy woman, a girly smooth cock in her mouth. You have never been harder.I pull away from her and stand her up, kiss her deeply and I can taste my cock on her lips. I slide her panties down revealing her neatly trimmed pussy, I push her back onto the bed, opening her thighs. I kiss gently up the inside of her thigh, until my mouth reaches her pussy. I drink deeply of the smell, the taste, and she orgasms quickly on my tongue. ?I want you in me? she says, I reach for my purse to get a condom, ?no? she says, ?I want to feel you in me?. I position myself between her thighs, gently rubbing the tip of my cock against her pussy, then slide into her until our bodies meet. Your view is incredible, you naked wife, legs spread, and me, still in my lingerie and heels, pressing inside her, my smooth balls, so full of cum, resting on her ass. I start to fuck her, slowly at first, long, deep strokes, making her moan. You unzip and release your cock, you stroke it, unable to take it any longer.She moves away from me, turning around, ass in the air, and pushes back onto my cock, taking as much as she wants deep inside her. I?m on my knees, hands on her hips as she fucks herself on me. Then I stand, and position over her, pushing down into her pussy again, giving you the perfect view of her pussy being fucked, her lips stretched around my shaft, framed by my long, slim, stocking-clad legs. You still can?t believe this is happening, it?s like a dream, you want to fuck her, you want to fuck me, you want to be fucked.She cums again, shouting out this time, she always cums quietly with you, if she cums at all. I pull out, she turns and takes my cock in her mouth, tasting her cum. Then she tells me to sit on the edge of the bed, straddles me facing you, and lowers herself onto me again. Her legs spread wide, her pussy slipping up and down the length of my cock, everything on show for you. She rides me hard, cumming again, looking you in the eyes as she is pleasured by another girl?s cock. You are stroking so hard now, desperate for release, so pent up, balls tightening, you want to fuck, but you need to cum.I feel my own orgasm building, ?do you want me to pull out and cum baby?? I whisper to your wife, ?no? she says, ?deep in my pussy, fill me with your cum? she replies. You can take no more, as I start to climax, shooting spurt after spurt in your wife?s pussy, you let out a moan and spray a huge load of cum across the carpet, the imagery of a shemale fucking your wife, breeding her, is just too much for you.Your wife calls you over, pushes your head down and as she lifts off my still hard cock, whispers in your ear ?eat her cum from my pussy, from now on, this is all you will be doing to me?. I own your wife now, she is my slut, and you are a cuckold to a hot girl with a hot cock. You will never be happier.