What Fresh Fuckery?

What Fresh Fuckery?

The last time we found ourselves deep in some ‘fresh fuckery’, it turned out to be the hottest night of my life! You came home from work early without warning me. Your radar was up, understandably. I’d been talking about James all week!  You knew I’d invite him over, didn’t you? Just knew the lusty little slut in me would want to get my hands on that man. Want to get into some ‘fresh fuckery’ with him.  We’ve talked about how pent-up I am, and how insatiable I get. You can’t keep up with me honey. I know you saw this coming.

Your intrusion was so sudden and loud, we both stopped and stared at you in the doorway.

Had you entered quieter we might not have heard you through our hot ragged breath and intense moaning. What a site to behold: Your pretty wife mounted on a stallion of a man, riding him enthusiastically and with abandon. (“She’s never ridden me like that before..”, you thought.) Both of us slick with sweat, his fingers digging into the flesh of my hips and ass, grinding himself deep within me.

“What Fresh Fuckery?!”, you yell.

I was a deer in the headlights. Indeed with my headlights on full display! My hands on this man’s broad chest, gripping at the thick hair. My hair was wild, my face flushed with ecstasy like you’ve never seen. “Fuck honey you’re early!” I said. My eyes were wide, begging you as  I fumbled at a sheet, trying and failing to cover my nudity. James only seemed mildly thrown off by your intrusion. He watched both of us with a calm curiosity. Unbelievably, that man kept his grip, and he kept on grinding!

I tried to respond with ‘fresh fuckery?’, but it was cut off by my own guttural moan.

(Every time he works himself to full depth, it tickles my soul I swear, and the response is involuntary.) You glare at me for a few seconds but then let out a small chuckle,  amused by my gargled defense. Soon, feeling your cock grow at the site,  you contemplated how to proceed. You slowly sat yourself down, with an evil little smile. Fresh fuckery indeed!

We had talked about being bored, needing some “fresh fuckery” in our lives.

Therefore when you’d said that, I realized immediately, This is a kink for you!!  Your slutty slut little wife, her pussy getting so needy she just can’t take it! And you, right there watching her take what she needs from another man, looking like a busty cum junkie doing it! You stared at us, running your hand slowly and deliberately up and down the obvious bulge in your pants. James was grinning, pinning me in place with his grip, continuing his deep thrusting as he held your gaze.

I’m in awe as you lean back and open your pants.

You and that cock of yours! All at once, I got wetter and my my nipples got harder with the turn on of it all.   At the same time, I felt James get thicker and harder inside  of me too! On the edge of an orgasm, I leaned toward you and, continuing to stroke, you met me with a kiss. Our usual, soft, ‘welcome home’ kiss. Sealing this fresh fuckery as one for the books!  (Call me, it gets better)

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