Mandmexpressed - Bull & Quean

Branching out - Finale!

Writer’s note - Hello all! Thanks for joining me through my first few stories about my wife and I’s early adventures in the lifestyle. I’ll be taking a break after this one so my wife can tell a few of her own. She’ll be posting her intro here either tonight or tomorrow! Enjoy!

The early-morning sun poured into the windows, waking me up. I was exhausted, but satisfied, but also alone in the bed. After stretching and shaking off the morning mental cobwebs, I heard giggling from outside - most likely the kitchen - so I grabbed my phone, pulled on some shorts, hit the restroom, and walked out.

My wife was in one of her favorite nighties - black, sheer, see-through. Her friend was in a pair of shorts and nothing else.

Me (somewhat groggy but also turned on) - ‘Good morning, ladies.’ Them (almost in unison) - ‘Good morning!’ Me - ‘No coffee?’ My wife (playfully, walking over and grabbing my cock) - ‘Who’s job is that?’ Me (smirking) - ‘Yes ma’am.’

I grabbed the coffee pot to rinse it out and fill up with water.

Me (filling up pot) - ‘And what would you ladies like for breakfast?’ My wife - ‘Ohhh it’s Saturday, let’s be naughty. How about some pancakes?’ My wife’s friend - ‘Yeah! Can you do them with blueberries?’ Me - ‘Yes ma’am. I’d also like to hear more about naughty.’ My wife’s friend - ‘Oh no, not this morning cowboy. I think we’ve both had enough for awhile.’

My wife and I shared a smirk and a look, then I went back to finishing the coffee brew and making pancakes.

My wife and her friend’s conversation was mostly white noise at first, but as my head started to clear from the smell of pancakes and coffee I started to pick up a few choice statements like ‘Oh yeah, it’s exclusive’ and ‘they accept single women all the time, plus we know how to get in’ and ‘all the cock you could want.’

The last one dragged me into the conversation.

Me - ‘Are y’all talking about (name of swinger club nearby)?’ My wife - ‘Yes! (Wife’s friend’s name) has never been!’ My wife’s friend - ‘I know, shocker.’ Me (laughing) - ‘Actually, that is shocking.’ My wife’s friend - ‘I just didn’t know any such place existed, and it’s invite-only so I’m also a little pressed I’ve never been invited.’ My wife - ‘Well, now you know how to get in so when we go you have to come!’ My wife’s friend - ‘Well fuck yeah I have to come, if y’all didn’t invite me I’d be really mad!’ My wife - ‘Awesome, now I might finally be able to convince Mr. Stubborn over here to go.’ Me - ‘Who’s Mr. Stubborn?’ My wife - ‘Well, Mr. Nervous anyway.’ My wife’s friend - ‘Nervous?! You?! Why?!’ My wife - ‘Well, he’s always focused on his partner or partners and pleasing. He’s worried he might get overwhelmed at a swinger club where, a lot of times, you’re putting on a show.’ Me - ‘Yeah, that.’ My wife’s friend - ‘I guess I get that? I dunno. And besides, if we all go, you can focus on one of us.’ Me - ‘I suppose that’s true.’

I had finished making the batter and the coffee was done, so I started to pour the cream and brew, and I turned around to serve them up before I made the pancakes. My wife had pulled her nighty around her tits so they were exposed, and I stopped in my tracks to look at both of them.

My wife (snarky) - ‘You’re a lucky man, you know that?’ Me - ‘Yeah... yeah I definitely know that.’

I took a second to look at both of them, and was reminded of what Sam had said awhile back - ‘two lusty, busty sluts.’

My wife made eye contact with me and then moved her head toward her friend.

My wife’s friend - ‘Wait, no no no. I was being serious, there’s no way. I’m so sore!’ My wife - ‘Sure, sure you can’t.’

I walked around the counter and pulled my cock out.

My wife’s friend - ‘How?! How are you hard?’ Me - ‘This is hot, y’all are hot. It’s a little sore but I’m OK.’ My wife’s friend (now stroking me) - ‘I mean I’m not OK, I’m really fucking sore and you filled me up last night.’ My wife - ‘And yet here you are, stroking him.’ My wife’s friend - ‘I... I uh... I guess you’re right.’ My wife - ‘Don’t you want more cum?’ My wife’s friend - ‘I do. Why do I want more cum? What the fuck is this?’ My wife - ‘It already happened to me. I forget what they call it, bimbofication or something, but it’s when you have a very high libido but are repressed for most of your life.’ My wife (continuing) - ‘When you finally get the sex you need, you crave, you start to have trouble saying ‘no.’ You start to realize you want sex all the time.’ My wife - ‘I mean, think about (friend’s name). We both will do WHATEVER he wants. I told you he’d want you to have no shirt on when he came in, and what did you do?’ My wife’s friend (now visibly turned on, face red) - ‘Holy shit.’ My wife - ‘Think about it - you’ll stop at his office after work to blow him. You let him RUIN your ass. He’s fucking some other woman and a couple and you don’t even care, you just want cock when you need it.’ My wife’s friend - ‘Am I a bad person?’ My wife (laughing) - ‘NO! It’s not like you’re cheating on someone, or doing something illegal, or anything crazy like that. You like sex, so do I, and clearly so does he.’ My wife (continuing) - ‘It’s why you and I get along so well and have been friends for so long - we have a base that we both share.’ My wife’s friend (biting her lip and looking at my cock) - ‘I do love sex, especially with him. I guess I’ve just never thought about HOW much I like it.’ My wife - ‘Well, sure, the game changes when you really stop and work through your feelings.’ My wife - ‘Trust me, I didn’t have anyone to talk me through this. I didn’t have a friend who could explain this to me and help me navigate my feelings.’ My wife - ‘I stayed up all night after he and I had mind-blowing sex one time. I had let myself go to it, I loved it, too much. After he fell asleep I couldn’t stop thinking about it.’ My wife - ‘That’s when I really started to let go and embrace that I loved sex - not just good dick from time-to-time with someone I loved, but all varieties of sex. Up until then it was a small side hobby, nothing I’d embrace fully, just dip into when I had time. Now I wanted sex daily, preferably with a kink added in.’ My wife’s friend (still stroking me) - ‘I... I don’t know what to say.’ My wife - ‘Don’t say anything. Do what you want to do.’

My wife’s friend bit her lip again, and then started to suck me. It was a pretty impressive display from my wife, I have to say, walking her through her experiences to land there. I know, for my wife, it took months for her to truly work through her feelings about being a sexual person, but all-in-all this made sense.

All-told, the only person I had sex with more than my wife’s friend was my wife, and it was damn close. 

My wife came around the island and pulled herself into my back. She was warm, and her tits felt good pressed against me.

Her (whispering in my ear) - ‘How did I do?’ Me - ‘Perfect, as always.’

She kissed me on the cheek and then knelt down behind her friend, pulling her shorts down to reveal her ass and pussy.

My wife (playfully) - ‘Mmmm, here’s my breakfast.’

Her face disappeared and I could hear and feel her friend moan. I put my hand on her head and increased the speed of her sucking.

Me - ‘Oh fuck that’s so good.’ My wife - ‘Oh yeah, she’s sucking now because it’s what she really wants, not just because it’s fun.’

I saw my wife massage her friend’s pussy area a little bit, then lick two of her fingers. I heard the familiar sound of a wet pussy opening and taking them in, followed by a moan and a whimper.

My wife - ‘She so swollen, she’s going to need to cum a few times before you fuck her.’ Me - ‘Well you better hurry, if she keeps sucking me like this I’m going to cum.’ My wife - ‘Yes sir.’

My wife kept her fingers in, but repositioned her face so she could lick her clit. The moans and whimpers became louder, but I held her head on my cock. It didn’t take long before she came.

My wife - ‘Perfect.’ Me - ‘I want to cum in her.’ My wife - ‘So do I.’

I pulled my cock out of her mouth and switched positions with my wife. My wife pulled a stool around and sat there, placing one of her nipples in her friend’s mouth.

My wife - ‘Oh that’s good, fuck. Suck on it, this is going to hurt at first, but this should help you focus.’

My wife wasn’t joking, her friend’s pussy was so swollen. But I needed it, and she positioned her hips so that I could tell she wanted it. As I entered her she tightened and let loose a cry.

My wife’s friend - ‘I don’t know... I can’t. I don’t know.’ My wife - ‘Breathe. Breathe. Look at me, breathe.’ Me - ‘She’s so fucking tight. Don’t worry, this won’t take long.’ My wife’s friend - ‘Please, please I need it. Fuck me fuck me.’ My wife - ‘You’re doing so good. Reward her baby.’

I grabbed her hips and started fucking her. I wanted to cum so bad and her pussy felt so good, I didn’t hold back. She was crying out, her neck tight, but she never asked for me to stop. After a few minutes my wife started rubbing her clit, and she screamed as she came again.

I spilled inside her, so much that it started running out.

My wife - ‘What an amazing way to start the day.’ Me - ‘I’m not done yet.’ My wife - ‘What do you...’

I moved so quickly she couldn’t stop me. I knelt between her legs, forced them open, and started to eat. She didn’t stop me like I thought she would, instead she eased into me and let me eat.

My wife - ‘Yes, yes make me cum.’

I grunted on her clit while I put two fingers inside her. She was already soaked, completely giving over to it, and it didn’t take long to finish her off.

I collapsed onto the floor and put my head against her leg on the stool.

Me - ‘Who’s ready for pancakes?’

We all laughed.

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My wife and I decided for me to stop here. These stories have introduced you to our main players for the foreseeable future as well our initial stories. The stories that come after this are the individual instances with them (or a group of them) we deem special enough to tell.

My wife’s friend - now embracing being a slut/bimbo all the time, whom we are also trying to get pregnant Sam - My girlfriend The couple - Experienced, guiding light into the wide world of kink

After my wife tells her stories, my first one back will be about my first, real bisexual experience with the couple. See you then, and enjoy my wife’s stories!

Hubby & GF

Writer’s note - Y’all! I have SO MUCH RESPECT for some of you who do this regularly because that first story was HARD. LOL

Anyway, going to try and keep this one a little shorter and then I’m going to pass it back to hubby because I need a break hahaha. I think from this point forward we’ll trade one-for-one.

Hubby wanted me to also note that we’re open for questions, chats, or DMs - just reach out! We’ve been talking to one lady from the D.C. area (you know who you are!) and we love her!

I was nervous and a little frustrated. I had met Sam twice and she seemed OK and I knew she and my husband had a connection deeper than lust. But that’s not what bothered me - what bothered me is I thought she either wanted to take my hubby from me or was trying to take over our household.

But y’all she was GOOD she was never overt about it and never disrespected me and was always supportive of both of us so at this point it was just a feeling. (Which actually turned out to be true for those looking for any historical context. When the kids were going to move in with us full time hubby and I discussed bringing Sam in as a sister wife and she outright declined with no conversation and no openness about it at all. She told hubby ‘that’s fine but no thanks’ and it took years for him to get back into conversations with her but they’ve never hooked up again.)

We were both sitting on the couch waiting but I noticed his left leg going a mile a minute.

Me - ‘You look nervous.’ Him - ‘I am. You guys both think you’re out to get the other and are semi-frienemies. I’m just worried this will go south.’ Me - ‘I know and I’m trying I just get a bad vibe from her.’ Him - ‘I know, that’s why I’m making this happen now. I’m tired of the bad air between the two of you and if it can’t be fixed I want to know.’ Me - ‘I know and I’m going to try, really, for you - but I will fucking kill her.’ Him - ‘Well THAT’S reassuring.’

We both laughed, but then sat there in silence for about 10 minutes. The air was heavy because we both knew the stakes - I loved him, he loved me, but in the end he also loved this woman and it would hurt him to have to let her go. I felt secure in our relationship I knew he wasn’t going to leave me but I hated that I might hurt him. I also had a TON of respect for him forcing the moment because that meant he wasn’t wasting time and knew I wanted someone for him full time that worked.

It seemed like an eternity but finally headlights came through the front windows. Hubby went out to open and close the gate for her and then walked her in. She clearly understood the assignment because she was wearing a Burberry coat and once removed all she had on was a silver and white bralet with nothing else.

All I had on was a PINK thong.

Her (smirking) - ‘Clearly we’re a good match.’ Me (smirking, couldn’t help it she was hot) - ‘Clearly.’ Him - ‘Well, guess I need to get on board here.’

We all chuckled as he took off his clothes and she and I removed what little we had and sat on the small couch together and he sat on the large one. As I removed her bralet we sat down and I massaged her tits a for a second they were so fucking nice.

Me - ‘I love your tits.’ Her - ‘And I love yours, but I hear you don’t like me.’ Me - ‘I get the same vibe from you.’

This had turned into a cat-and-mouse game as she smirked again and stared straight into my eyes. I stared right fucking back because of this bit...

She grabbed my tits and kissed me.

I was in shock. I had no idea what the fuck to expect but she came in guns blazing and as much as I wanted to control the situation I realized I had already lost - my sub side was starting to kick in.

I moaned and kissed back. She exhaled a laugh while still kissing me and pinched my nipples, she took her other hand and started to massage my pussy. You guessed it - soaked.

Her (pulling away) - ‘My goodness, what a good girl.’ Me (swooning with lust) - ‘You like that?’ Her - ‘Mmmmhm, lay back and let’s see how you taste.’ Me - ‘Yes ma’am.’

Yes ma’am? What the fuck? I was so confused but I did as I was told and laid back and opened my legs wide. She rubbed her hand up and down the length of my pussy and all you could hear was wetness.

She dove in and hubby had clearly taught her how I liked to be eaten as she started with long, forceful tongue strokes on my clit and then would suck on it for a few seconds, then start over. 

I heard movement and looked over to see hubby rock hard walking toward me. He draped his leg over me and SHOVED his cock in my mouth and started fucking my throat while he massaged my tits. All I could hear was the mixture of our moans, the sounds of my throat being fucked, and the wetness of my pussy.

Sam was good, she could tell I was close, and she went for the kill by sucking hard on my clit. An orgasm ripped through me and I nearly screamed.

Her - ‘Mmmm, almost too easy.’ Him - ‘Give her a second to come down then add fingers. We’ll need another two before she’s in the right place.’ Her - ‘Yes sir.’

‘Fuck,’ I thought as I came down. Of course his perfect ass was going to make this perfect LOL he had clearly coached Sam beforehand and now I was going to be putty in their hands.

And I loved it.

He pushed me against the side of the couch and propped my head on the arm while putting both knees on either side of my head. I knew what was coming but still wasn’t prepared as he shoved his cock in my mouth again and started fucking my throat relentlessly.

Meanwhile I felt two fingers slide into me and start massaging my spot. Soon after her lips once again found my clit.

I started to flail the second one is always the hardest when it’s focused pleasure like that but he held my arms and kept fucking while she held my legs. It didn’t take long, maybe 30 seconds, and I was squirting.

Her - ‘Holyyyyyy shit.’ Him - ‘I told you, it’s fucking sexy isn’t it?’ Her - ‘That was amazing. But she’s shaking so heavily do you think she can handle another?’ Him - ‘I know my wife, one more and things will get interesting.’

We really didn’t need another, I was where he wanted me to be but I couldn’t say anything as his cock was basically living in my throat. It all felt so amazing but I was wondering what his end game was going to be. Before I could start thinking about it he pulled out and put his balls in my mouth and she went back to pleasuring me.

I didn’t fight this one because I didn’t want to and it came with ease. My mind gave way and I was there to be used and I had to get some of the details from hubby on the next part LOL

He gently rolled me around on the couch and pushed my legs back to give him full access to my sloppy pussy.

Him - ‘Sit on her face she loves to eat pussy in this situation.’ Her - ‘Are you sure?’ Me - ‘Look at her face.’

Sam looked at me and I was looking right back at her with a face that said ‘Please for the love of God sit on my face.’ She smirked like the calculating bitch she was and threw her leg over and sat down on me.

She tasted like heaven and pina colada and had this cute little clit that I immediately gravitated to.

Her - ‘Oh, oh fuck yes oh that feels good.’ Him (with a visible smirk) - ‘Told you.’

I felt him guide his thick cock inside me and start to pound with every bit of strength he had. He was going SO deep and I was so wet it was amazing.

Her - ‘God watching that, oh fuck I might cum.’ Him - ‘Let yourself go, watch my cock split her open and feel her tongue on you.’ Her - ‘Y’all are too much fuckkkk.’

I felt her legs shake and then the rest of her body and she didn’t stop quivering for awhile. I was impressed by her strength because I just kept sucking and licking and she held on for the whole thing.

When she was done she collapsed over and I could feel her breathing on my stomach, then her head moved and I didn’t know what she was doing until I felt her tongue on my clit.

Me - ‘Oh no, no no no please oh fuck.’ Him - ‘Yes baby lick it, I want to feel her cum.’ Her - ‘Yes daddy.’

Yup, that was it. She called him daddy and I was done and I couldn’t help but feel every inch of him fuck me as I came on his perfect cock.

Him - ‘Oh fuck she cumming, oh fuck.’ Her - ‘Cum inside her.’ Him - ‘Fuckkkk yes.’

His dick pulsed, hard, and he started filling me up. Despite how wet I was he was cumming so hard I could feel it inside me and it pushed me even more over the edge. I didn’t cum again but I was just in complete and total pleasure.

I felt her shift as he pulled out and then I heard him moan. I can only guess she was sucking him because at this point I couldn’t move and had no idea what was going on, the only thing I felt was fire and pleasure.

I felt her get off and him get up.

Her - ‘God she’s so sexy.’ Him - ‘I know, she’s so good and I love how she just gave herself over.’ Her - ‘I still need you.’ Him - ‘Mmmm’

I felt a blanket fall over me and then a light kiss on my head.

I let my head fall over to see Sam on her knees while hubby sat on the big couch and she was sucking him furiously. I let out an exhale because I was still so turned on and it was so hot to watch her head bob on his cock while her big tits rested on the couch.

She stood up and I watched her in all her glory and then place a knee at either side of him and guide his fat cock inside her. The moan she let out was perfect, and in that moment I was so jealous and also SO. FUCKING. TURNED. ON.

As she moved her hips up and down on him I watched his face emulate absolute pleasure and I hoped that’s what he looked like when he fucked me. Hubby took one of her tits in his mouth and it was at that time I felt myself subconsciously reaching down to touch myself.

The sounds of her pussy wrapping around his cock and the moans they were both making were more than enough, a few minutes later I was trying to hold my noise back as I came under the sheet.

Her (between breaths of ecstacy) - ‘Holy shit she’s masturbating.’ Him (looking at with me with a smile) - ‘I love you.’ Me (smiling) - ‘I love you, too.’

I’m guessing since he knew I was awake he wanted to put on a show, so he pushed her off and flipped her over. He massaged her pussy with his cock and her face told me everything I needed to know - she was preparing herself to get fucked.

Hubby shoved himself in with extra power.

Her - ‘Oh God FUCK.’

Her neck was tensed and she wasn’t breathing, her face red and contorted with pain and pleasure. I was so proud of hubby because even though he had already fucked me he was still so hard. I was so jealous that she was getting more dick than me but I loved it all the same.

Hubby pulled her arms back and held them behind her while he groped her big tits and ravaged her pussy. I watched her tits bounce and body shake every time he pushed inside her and I started to rub my clit again. I was so sore but I needed another orgasm because the jealousy and the lust was such a powerful combination I couldn’t help it.

I came again, this time I didn’t hide it.

It must have turned him on, because just a few seconds later he rammed himself into her and started grunting like a wild beast. Watching Sam brace through it and then go cross-eyed when he started cumming inside her was one of the most erotic things I’ve ever seen and I’ll never forget it.

I watched them both collapse onto the couch on all fours, his cock visible between her legs twitching while she had cum running down her legs. She turned her head and they kissed for awhile and my jealousy started to overwhelm the lust.

Me - ‘Ahem.’ Her - ‘Oh haha, so sorry, got caught up in it.’ Me - ‘I could tell.’ Him - ‘Enjoy the show?’ Me - ‘Yes, I did, but my jealousy is ramping up.’ Me - ‘And I’m not trying to manipulate, just being honest.’ Him - ‘Come see my love.’

I got up and he laid back on the couch and I laid down on him, Sam kind of positioned herself on him but next to me.

Her - ‘Are you OK? I didn’t mean to offend.’ Me - ‘It’s not offense it’s just... that’s a lot to take in when you’re coming down. Y’all have a very clear and strong connection.’ Him - ‘But here we are, together. I know it’s a lot but we can talk through it.’ Me - ‘No, we can talk through it later. Just laying here with y’all makes it better.’ Her - ‘I’m glad, I like you.’ Me (giggling) - ‘I like you, too.’

She and I kissed. It was a loving kiss, not lustful like before, but like she cared. As you all know in the end she either wanted it to just be us or take over for me but in that moment I released some of my jealousy because clearly she and I had chemistry, too.

Me - ‘I can see why he likes you so much.’ Her - ‘I can see the same in you.’ Him - ‘I’m just happy you both are getting along!’

We all laughed.

We capped the event with a few glasses of wine each and some throw-together type charcuterie board. The conversation was actually quite nice and I found myself coming to like Sam more and more which was also VERY scary.

We had sex again in the shower, a little lighter and more fanciful this time with hubby lifting Sam’s leg up and fucking her while he stared into her eyes, and then taking me from behind and cumming inside me.

Sam ate the cream pie then we all dried off and went to bed.

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I want to talk about the next day and a few days after real quick because I think it’s important. We woke up later than expected and Sam had to run to meet her boss in 30 minutes so I was a little disappointed when we didn’t get any morning sex for the three of us.

But when she left I spoke with hubby.

Me - ‘I kept it in last night and this morning, but y’all are WAY closer than you let on.’ Him (clearly busted and deflated) - ‘I know, I didn’t really know what to say! I got scared.’ Me (relenting) - ‘It’s fine, I appreciate you telling me the truth now but don’t do that again.’ Me (playing) - ‘I will say the jealousy amped up the orgasms.’ Him (smirking) - ‘I could tell, you should have seen your face.’ Me - ‘Did you like it?’ Him - ‘Oh yeah.’ Me - ‘Good, if you want it to happen again don’t withhold information from me.’ Him - ‘But I thought...’ Me - ‘(his name) if we’re going to do this we have to be honest with each other.’ Me (continuing) - ‘Think about it from my perspective - from where I stand you could run off with her at any time y’all appear to be that close.’ Him - ‘But I wouldn’t.’ Me - ‘And I trust you, but right now you’re on thin ice.’ Him - ‘What can I do?’ Me - ‘I want to shut it down for a few days, maybe a week. I want you to make me feel special.’ Him (smirking) - ‘Yes ma’am.’

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I wanted to bring that conversation up because I think it’s important for any couple who’s trying this to realize it’s not perfect and it’s not always smooth sailing. I wasn’t manipulating him, I was genuinely fucking hurt and he knew it but he took the time to get me back right and he let everyone else know he was off-limits for awhile. And, of course, he kept me in the loop going forward on EVERYTHING.

Remember ladies and gents be kind to one another, listen, and grow! It’ll do wonders!

I’ve had a lot of fun with you all but I’ll be stepping back for hubby to tell two stories from his days before me that I LOVE and I know you will, too. They aren’t my favorite of his but we’ll work up to that one day I hope.

Talk soon (kisses).

Our first foray - Part 1

One day, I’ll tell the full story of how the wife and I met and some of our early fun, but later. I should also disclose that we are both bi, and there will be a story about another couple coming into our lives! But that will be the next story posted as it does, also, involve queaning. The first is about our initial foray into the quean lifestyle. The wife and I had discussed the idea for months, well over a year actually at the point that we finally took the plunge. I had noticed things, in the beginning - she liked when I was very nice to female wait staff and service industry members, she enjoyed when women showed me ‘physical’ attention, and the nail was watching her heaving breath as I got a lap dance in front of her (we had sex in the car about 10 minutes later). It opened the door to a lot of conversations that almost all focused on the quean lifestyle, although at the time we had no idea what it was called. The entire drive home she couldn’t stop talking about how turned on she was by the stripper making me hard, and how I was clearly turned on by the woman giving me physical attention (and she wasn’t wrong). The first days were mostly spent mostly in a compromise. Her - ‘You think I’m weird, don’t you.’ Me - ‘No, I don’t - and the internet seems to think it’s pretty normal, anyway.’ Her - ‘But it seems weird.’ Me - ‘Around here? Kind of, but it’s a conservative area. Maybe that makes them weird?’ Her - ‘But that means it’ll be hard.’ Me - ‘And? At least we’ll be happy trying.’ Her - ‘I suppose... what’s it called again?’ Me - ‘Queaning.’ Her - ‘I kinda like that name.’

That seemed to hit home. About week three, the captioned pictures of women watching others have sex started to roll in. Within a few months, we were watching scenes together, which led to her buying me a Fleshlight to eventually use on myself while she watched. It eventually led to her fantasizing about friends and business acquaintances we had coming over for casual sex. She’d love to sit there and play with herself while she told me about it and after going through that awhile, wanted me to start telling the stories. It was difficult at first, I’ll admit, but I eventually got the hang of it. Stories about people like her stylist and one of my employees were her favorite. However, after about 14-15 months, the fire started to wane. There was little to no real success on anything from FetLife to Tinder to Tumblr (before the purge). We started to move back into our normal sex routine, before the breakthrough. Her - ‘Hey, you remember X? My friend who got divorced a few years back?’ Me - ‘Oh, yeah, of course I do. What’s she up to these days? Still caught up with her kids?’ Her - ‘No, they’re all over 16 now and doing their own thing. She actually wants to grab drinks with me.’ Me (none-the-wiser as to where this is going) - ‘Oh, cool. When and where?’ Her - ‘Tomorrow night, margaritas.’ Me - ‘Cool, yeah. I bet she’ll feel good to get out!’ So the next night, I pick my wife up from margaritas. Her friend leans into the car on her side, wearing a surprisingly low-cut tank top and is all smiles.

Friend - ‘Bye (wife), see you soon! Bye (my name) see you sooner! Haha’ Me - ‘Yeah... good to see you!’ Me (after she’s gone) - ‘What was that about?’ Her - ‘She’s interested.’ Me (still dumbfounded and confused) - ‘Interested in? A new job, the opening we have?’ Her - ‘You know you are kind of dumb sometimes. She wants to fuck you - sooner rather than later.’

I was floored. Suddenly this was real, much realer than real. How was this going to work? When was this going to happen? WHERE was this going to happen? Her - ‘You’re already over-thinking it, I can tell. Let go. She and I used to hook up, she’s amazing and she REALLY wants to fuck you.’ Me - ‘I think you’ve oversold me on this.’ Her - ‘Nope, you think I didn’t show her some of the videos we’ve taken?’ Stunned silence. Her - ‘Take me home, I have a surprise for you.’ After arriving home, she and I went to the bedroom, took off our clothes, and laid in bed. Me - ‘You’re a little drunk.’ Her - ‘Nope, not even a little. We got so caught up talking about this we only had one margarita. The bartender was pissed - probably caught some of our conversation and was pissed he wasn’t going to get laid! Haha’ She opened her phone, went to the gallery, and pulled up a picture. It was her friend, naked, standing in front of a mirror with a smirk on her face. I exhaled, my cock twitched. She was... gorgeous. I had never looked at her like that, she was always my wife’s friend first and foremost, and yet there she was. She was fit, about 5′3″, large breasts, raven hair, a soft and rounded face, but piercing green eyes. She was tan, naturally, with a small tuft of hair above her pussy. My wife started stroking my cock, it felt different... better. Her - ‘You like her don’t you.’ Me - ‘Fucking right I do.’

She started to scroll - pictures of her friend with a dildo inside her, spreading her pussy open, a video of her riding a wall-mounted cock. Me (breathing heavy at this point) - ‘She sent you all this?’ Her - ‘Yeah, for me to show you.’ I lost myself to it. I knocked her phone out of her hand, spread her legs and sank into her waiting pussy. It was the wettest she’s ever been. Her - ‘Fuck, fuck, fuck. Imagine I’m her, take me like I’m new pussy.’ I was already in form, I needed her at that point. I was so hard and breathing so heavy, I started pounding her relentlessly. Her - ‘God YES! Fuck me like you just met me. You’re going to fuck her on this bed, right here, she’s going to cu...’ She trailed off. I looked up to see her eyes roll back for a split second before an orgasm, like I had never seen before, ripped through her. She grunted, heavily, as her legs quaked and pushed wet juice all over the bed. It was too much, I shoved myself inside as far inside her as I could and let go, too. I rolled over and looked at my wife. We had fun together, serious fun, over the past three years we had been together. But this was different, as she started off into space, chest heaving, I knew this is what she really wanted. Me (breathing heavily) - ‘When?’ Her (trying to focus) - ‘As soon... as soon as possible.’ Me - ‘I’ll text her now.’ Me (text conversation) - ‘Hey! Hope y’all had fun tonight. (Wife) said you wanted to talk to me?’ Her - ‘Did she cum hard?’ Me - ‘How did you know?’ Her - ‘I know her well. I bet she did cum hard, she almost wanted to fuck in the bathroom at the restaurant.’ Me - ‘Yeah, she’s still out of it.’ Her - ‘Good. Shall we meet tomorrow then?’ Me - ‘Sounds good.’ Part 2 tomorrow!

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An introduction

Hello all who have found this blog or search the tags mentioned! I am the man in a couple from the south. My wife follows the blog, but I tend to be the writer. We are here to talk about our sexual experiences when it comes to me (bull) and her (cuckquean). I’ve considered it a lot and most of our experiences will come from my first-hand (or her telling me) point of view. Anything here that is in third person is a story that I wrote myself. This is a place for us to express. We have not been able to sustain a blog where we re-blog or post sexual pictures, videos, GIFs, or memes so for the time being this blog will be ‘text only.’ We hope to get into reblogging the good stuff later! We hope you enjoy!

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