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The Wild Night I Met My Wife

I'm in my late fifties but my wife is twenty years younger though we've been together over ten years. When we were dating I was in a wild time of my life, recovering from a tough divorce. At first sight Jackie wasn't someone I took seriously as marriage material for all sorts of reasons. She was however extremely fuckable and the most sexual woman I'd ever met. On the tall side of average blue eyed blonde, slim with large natural tits.

And wet. We met at a bar, not an auspicious beginning, but we hit it off and decided, with a couple of friends, to take the party back to the house I was renting. The party got wilder with the girls soon shedding their tops and shortly thereafter walking around buck naked.

They soon were encouraging the three guys to get naked. Now there were only two girls so I wasn't sure how this was going to work. The other girl had started kissing Jackie but it became apparent that Jackie wasn't really into it as she kept reaching for me. We ended up on a sofa making out and soon she was riding me. The other girl had paired off and my buddy Tom was odd man out.

I had a little bit of whisky dick and I fucked her through two orgasms before she called a break. She had put everything she had into fucking me and sweat was running between her tits and her fine blonde hair was clinging to her neck. She went off to the bathroom, I guess to pee, but as I found out later, she was never one to leave things undone and she came back swinging her great tits to finish me off.

Tom was sitting on the sofa next to me, both of us hard as rocks. The other girl was still getting noisily fucked in another sofa at the end of the room.

I still remember Jackie's laugh as she looked at us. "hmm I don't know whether I drew the short straw or if I'm just lucky." She looked at Tom, "I'm going to blow your friend, so the other end will be unoccupied." She pulled my legs so I slid off the sofa onto the floor and proceeded to do just that. Tom took one look at her ass sticking in the air a d wasted no time slipping in. She gave a great blowjob and didn't seem too distracted by Tom's pounding her pussy. She paused in her efforts only once as he gave her another orgasm. Watching Tom's big hands mauling her tits while her soft mouth worked my shaft was incredible. I'd never thought a woman would allow such a thing.  Tom was getting close but I guess didn’t want to come inside her so he pulled out and came to stand over my head. She saw what he was doing and pulled off me to sit up. He came with huge streams that covered her tits. She loved it and then moved up to sit on my cock. I sat up and moved so my back was against the sofa. She thrust her cum covered tits in my face and proceeded to corkscrew up and down on my cock, moving in a way that made me think she must be a professional. It was as if her pussy were milking me; I grabbed her cum slicked tits and felt myself start to cum. She shouted "Suck his cum off my nipples"  and I did and we both shared a very noisy orgasm.

Afterwards we all dressed and said what I thought were somewhat restrained goodbyes. Tom drove her home and I didn't see her for two months, when we accidentally ran into each other at work. She was a surgery nurse at the same hospital where I was a resident. When she saw me in the cafeteria a red blush crawled all the way up her neck. She was sitting alone and I set my tray down opposite and stuck out my hand, introducing myself. We didn't reference our last meeting at all until the end of the meal, when I asked if she'd like to have dinner.
Her eyes turned flinty, "Look, I don't think that's a good idea. What happened was not right and will never happen again. I like working here but I don't want rumors so if you have any thoughts about you and your friends." When I looked more closely I could see that tears weren't far from the surface.

I put my hands up and backed away. "OK, I didnt mean to offend you. I would never say a word." I walked off vaguely upset and disappointed.

Later in the shift as I was leaving the locker area I saw her in the elevator but didn't say a word or acknowledge her. As fate would have it our cars were parked in the same row. Her car was nicer than mine. As I opened my door I heard her say, "I'm sorry I spoke so roughly. Dinner would be nice."

We went to a quiet Italian place and learned about each other and I did t say a word about that night or sex. We had four more dates before we ended up in bed and I realized after having sex with her again that I'd fallen in love. She wasn't a complex person but she had strong beliefs and she was fun to be around. The sex was amazing. We married soon after and had a child within the year.

When I was about fifty five I started taking testosterone because, in part, I wanted to keep up with her. She was thirty five now and even more interested in sex. The testosterone had a strange side effect; it made me more interested in stories of wild sex. I joined this web site just to read the stories and I found myself repeatedly jerking off in the shower in the mornings thinking about that first night. I wondered if she could ever be talked into swinging or having another man fuck her. I didn't think so; she spent most of her time either running the house or dealing with the kids with a little social involvement thrown in.

Tom and I remained friends though he'd moved across the country. He was currently on his third marriage. He'd been happy when I told him that I'd connected again with Jackie though he didn't place her until I told him she was the girl of the threesome and the. His jaw had dropped. Now when I saw him he didn’t ever mention it, at least he didn't until I saw him last week. We'd met up for a drink while he was in town and we were having fun recalling old times so i phoned Jackie and said I'd be staying in town and having dinner. She asked if I wanted to bring him home for dinner but it was in a half hearted way; she'd never been really comfortable around him.

Anyway he was leaving on a flight late in the evening. We started talking about women and middle aged blues and it turned out we'd both started on testosterone at the same time. His marriage wasn't going particularly great; her interest in sex had waned and he was having an affair that he felt guilty about. We shared that we both had experienced increased erotic fantasies since starting testosterone and speculated that it was an undocumented side effect. We shared a couple of bottles of wine when he blurted out that he'd thought the night we spent with Jackie was the most erotic experience he'd ever had. I guess I looked glum "me too."

He said "I've jerked off about a hundred times reliving it."

I said, "me too."

"The look on her face when she arched back and waited for my cum to hit her on the tits was the most amazing thing I've ever seen. I thought she was a pro."

"Me too. But she wasn't. She made it very clear that it was a one-time thing. I guess I would t have married her if I figured it was something she did regularly as odd as that seems to say." I was feeling philosophic by now. "it's strange that an experience that affected us all so much would be something we buried away . I guess it's just society's values. I joined this website for swingers just for the erotic stories. I don't know whether people do these things, though they talk about them as if they did."

About that time we realized he'd missed his flight. It was around 11 on a Friday night and the hotel was booked solid so we poured in a taxi and I took him to the house. I'd had more to drink than my driving limit and I sort of thought Jackie would be pissed at my bringing him home but we had a made up guest room and I figured it was easier to beg forgiveness than seek permission so I didn’t phone.
Jackie was in bed but she put on a dressing gown and was gracious. Tom and I had a last drink in the den, perhaps both thinking of her waiting in our bed. I said, "You get any vibes?"

He looked at me. "nope"

"Me neither."

He nursed his drink. "It was really wild."

I looked at his lap. His cock was standing straight up. I had to laugh. "I guess in the end she figured she drew the short straw."

He laughed. "and both of us thought she got lucky. Amazing how we both remember every word. I guess it carved a synaptic path." Tom was a neurosurgeon.

I stood up; my cock tenting my trousers. "Good night."  We climbed the stairs and I willed my cock down but we were both thinking of her lying beyond the door.

He said, "im going to have a shower." and  closed the guest room door.

Jackie was under the covers leaning back on the pillows reading. I figured I might have a chance of making the bathroom without her noticing my condition, but no luck. She looked at me and said, “I hope Tom hasn’t got you into that condition.”

The wine and that last drink was having an effect. I said, “Actually we started talking about testosterone and it’s undocumented effect of causing more frequent erotic fantasies. We progressed to discussing our most erotic experiences and your name came up.” I paused. “Turns out you’re the pinnacle in both our memory banks. Remarkably we both remember every word said during the encounter and every moment as if it were a movie.”

She said, “Tom remembered that much? We were all pretty drunk.”

“Are you saying you don’t remember much of it?”

“Was Tom aroused as well?”

“The same. He’s gone to take care of it in the shower.”

“He said that?” She leaped out of bed, “I forgot to put towels in his room.” She left the room and I undressed. When she returned she had an armful of towels.

I said, “I dare you to take him the towels dressed like that.” She was naked. She laughed and thrust them in my arms. “In your dreams.” I opened the door and knocked on the guest room next door, and opened the door on hearing Tom say “yes.” He was on his way to the bathroom, naked, his cock still hard and swinging. His eyes widened as he looked behind me. I handed him the towels and said, “Have a nice shower.” When I turned Jackie wasn’t there but I wondered what had caused Tom to stare. Jackie was in bed when I returned and closed the door.

I turned out the lights and slipped into bed. She slipped over and I felt her slim

“We shared some memories. I think it was such a powerful experience that it actually carved some pathways. At least that’s what Tom said. He remembered every drop of cum hitting your tits.”

“Does his cock still turn up at the end?”

I said, “Yes and it’s bigger than I remember.”

“It was thicker but yours is longer.” She had pulled the covers off and I could see her body clearly in the light from the bathroom. Her nipples were hard and when I touched her pussy she was slickly wet. She went down on me with enthusiasm. Over the years her oral skills have if anything gotten better and she seems to take genuine pleasure in the act. After a few minutes she threw a leg over me and I slipped in. “Do you think he’s really jerking off thinking of that night?”

“I know I have. He said he would. Probably thinking of you arching back and his cum spraying over your tits.”

She moaned, probably the most erotic sound I’d heard from her in ten years. She started feverishly riding me, that familiar corkscrew movement. She said, “It’s been some time since I’ve had some whisky dick. Fuck me from behind.”

I did and felt her finger stroking her clit and then she was cumming. I did too. We washed and she felt asleep immediately. I had difficulty getting to sleep and woke twice more with erections in the night. The second time she felt it on her back and moved around to insert me in her wet pussy. She must have been having erotic dreams too, but she never fully woke up so I pulled out and jerked myself off onto her tits. I rubbed it in and went back to sleep. When I woke the sun was up and it was ten. On Saturdays we had breakfast around the pool with Jackie cooking at the cabana grill. I looked out and saw the boys her and Tom eating. Everyone was wearing bathing suits. I put a suit on and went to join them.

Jackie cooked me breakfast. Tom seemed in better shape than I felt. He was in the middle of some story of catching his head nurse in a room with one of the interns and it turned out Jackie knew the nurse. “She always was a friendly slut.”

I noticed that Jackie was friendlier than she’d ever been with Tom before and then I realized she was wearing a bikini that I’d bought her at Frederick’s for a Mexico resort vacation. It didn’t have a lining in the cups and you could see the shape of her nipples and the areolas. The bottom was not a thong, not quite, but it showed a lot of cheek. I was pretty surprised. We chatted and it seemed to me that Jackie was flirting with Tom. She went for a quick swim and I asked how long Tom was staying. “My cab arrives in about 20 minutes.”

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“I saw her for a second in the doorway. She’s still completely hot. You are so lucky.” We both watched her climb out of the pool, the material of her bikini almost transparent. We could see her lips through the bottom panel of material.

Tom said, “You look better now than when I first met you.”

She laughed, “Better than with cum dripping off these?” She quickly looked to check that the boys were playing and couldn’t see and then she hooked her thumbs in the material and peeled them to the side so her tits were bare.

I couldn’t believe my eyes and ears. I said, “You sure you can’t stay another night?”

Tom said, “I really can’t my daughter is opening in a school play.”

Jackie said, “Bob will you watch the boys while I get Tom’s clothes out of the dryer so he can catch his cab?” She shrugged and put her tits away.

I watched as the two of them headed for the house and of course the boys chose that time to try to drown each other. It took me about fifteen minutes to get them straightened out, dried off and headed for the house and then I chased them to their room and set up a movie for them. When I got back out I saw Tom’s cab drive off and when I called for Jackie I heard her voice from upstairs. When I went upstairs she was sitting in the middle of our bedroom, cum dripping off her breasts.

I closed the door. “I’m sorry I missed that. Why didn’t you call me.”

“It was a lot to accomplish in ten minutes. I blew him, fucked him and had him shoot all over me. You were busy with the kids. Aren’t you happy?”

“Umm. Very happy. Tell me about it. Was he bigger than you remembered?”
?“A little, but he felt really good. Come over here and fuck me and lick this cum off my tits. You should know that I left your cum from last night on them and he licked that off too.” I came to sit down and she crawled on me and slipped me inside. She groaned and said, “Suck his cum off my nipples.”

Afterwards I kissed her and held her close telling her how happy I was. “I hope we don’t have to wait another ten years.”

She snuggled back against me and said, “Oh I think it’ll be more often than that.”
I said, “So I can find other men to fuck you with me?”

She sat up. “You’d do that? Why?”

“Because you are so fucking beautiful when there’s another man’s cum dripping off your nipples.”

“Good answer.”

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