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"A dream would be to see you with your face between my wife's big tits while I fuck her."
So I find myself at their house, invited for dinner, pretending to be a colleague of her husband's. The couple had never shared a bed with other people and Federico had certainly done a great job in convincing his wife to move from fantasies to facts. In all honesty I didn't know if he had succeeded because the invitation was underlined by "you'll be a surprise" so I wasn't sure how it would happen. They welcomed me very warmly and I noticed that she was dressed rather provocatively. A white silk blouse unbuttoned to the breast, very generous, free to swing under that delicate fabric ... who already knew what her husband and I had in mind? Under a very short black skirt and two flashy, tanned legs with dizzying heels. Her figure was very present, a shapely and well-proportioned woman, a round face with two dark eyes framed by a mane of black hair. Her gaze was direct and very mischievous, and now that she had turned her back I could also admire her backside. Man, a round, full ass wrapped in that tight little skirt that looked like it meant "touch me". Yes, despite being a woman I've always had a weakness for female bottoms, sometimes I catch myself staring at them unwittingly, just like a man would. Now that I had the complete picture of his wife I could understand why Federico was only excited about her. On those dizzying heels he moved with natural and sensual gestures, making all his curves sway. Finally sitting at the table we can at dinner, immediately a good feeling is established with Elisa and we often find ourselves ganged up against her husband in blocking her work related speeches that we were not interested in the least. At a certain point I realize that he no longer speaks and quietly listens to our conversations as women, clothes, shoes, children and holidays. Hence the cue to introduce a new topic, obviously helped by the wine that had been generously poured, I tell of some hot episodes that had occurred to me during the last holidays. She seems kidnapped by my confidences and always asks for more details. Federico too seems to have awakened from his torpor while his hands had not been resting on the table for some time. When the details turn out to be really intimate, she opens up and makes me part of her adventure. She tells me about a great friend of hers with whom she had gone to the beach a few days, in the intimacy of the room they shared, they had let themselves go and soon the innocent massage with the cream after the sun had turned into a real erotic massage. Hearing her tell the details and emotions of such a particular experience puts me in a certain ferment, I would like to rip her blouse and take possession of those huge tits. At the end of dinner, like a good hostess, she is preparing to clear the table, I get up with the excuse of helping her and after taking some dishes I follow her behind the kitchen counter. I'm undecided on how to break the jacket being for me the first time and I didn't even know if she really liked my attention, so I decide to follow my instinct and do what I wish had been done to me. I get closer to her and touch the showy necklace that adorns her décolleté and compliment her. Her hand was a little insecure, but her look was misunderstood and mischievous, there was no need for words, her deep breath gives me courage and I slide my fingers from the necklace over her breast wrapped in the shiny fabric. She doesn't move, we keep looking at each other, my fingers draw small patterns on that prosperous breast that I feel swelling with every breath, I find the nipple already hardened, I stop to tickle it with the tip of my fingertips, she smiles as if she was waiting for nothing else. I smile back and with all my hand I try to grab that warm and swollen boob. I feel my heart in my throat, a little for my boldness a little for the excitement that was beginning to grow. I also take my other hand to feel those big breasts with force, and in a whisper "magnificent" escapes me. My hands keep squeezing and manipulating them and she closes her eyes leaving me free. I go to the few buttons closed and after opening them one after the other, I open the flaps of her blouse releasing two of the biggest tits I've ever seen. Fantastic, soft and consistent at the same time, with those two nipples soaring dark and hard. Hands back on her breasts, I like this woman, she lights my craving, she smells of sex and sin. She comes to her senses, bends her face over mine, resting her warm lips on mine. Immediately I find myself disoriented, I didn't think she had such a strong and immediate reaction, I think the probie of the situation is me but who cares, I'm here to have fun and that's what I intend to do. A few seconds of contemplation and then the bowls open and the kiss becomes intense, wet, involving. He hugs me, brings a hand behind the back of my neck so that I can't escape his greedy kiss and his fleshy tongue. My hands keep on milking her more and more intensely until she detaches herself from the kiss and releases a sound groan. Now she is trying to free me from the slavery of my shirt, unbuttoning me and then unbuttoning my garment. One in front of the other we admire each other, caress and play with each other's breasts. In front of such abundance I can't resist, I lower my head and finally I can lick and suck those breasts that are making me lose my head. As soon as my mouth arrives at the nipples I attack with decision and suck while she lets out a "siiii". Behind us we hear a rustle, it was Federico who had approached to better watch the scene. His wife immediately stops him "stop there, you can only watch". Our mouths begin a confused dance to discover our bodies, mouth, breasts, shoulders, belly wherever there was an inch of skin uncovered we both had to, or rather we wanted to, taste each other. My hands slide on her hips until they reach her bottom, I firmly grab her buttocks and try to squeeze them. A few steps away I see Federico, I grab the bottom of her skirt and I lift it over her hips, leaving her generous ass on display in her husband's eyes. A flash of perfidy goes through my mind "Federico describe your wife's ass" ... no answer, the poor guy was completely kidnapped by the scene with a dumb-ass face that you can rarely see. I make her bend a little bit forward and with my hands I open her buttocks showing off the little thong she was wearing ... "Federico do you like your wife's ass?" still no answer, just a nod of approval with the head that seemed more an involuntary movement than a real reasoned assent. He tries to get closer but at that point we stop. A quick glance of understanding with Elisa and in an instant poor Federico finds himself sitting with his arms tied to the armrests of the chair with our shirts. He tries to protest but in response we laugh in his face caressing him and messing up his hair. The situation begins to get hot and I also feel a little bad. I position Elisa to him, I take off the already wet thong and slide it, even if it would be more correct to say I dip it, between his intimate lips dripping with pleasure. I smell it, it tastes like a female in heat. I rub it under Federico's nose, when the poor man opens his mouth to try to say something strongly, I put it in his mouth. His expression was something indescribable, tied, gagged and horny. With him, only spectator, we can finally give vent to our desires and perform free and sinful for him. They undress us completely by continuing to kiss and touch us trying to make Federico taste our every little movement. Our tits rub against each other while our hands can slide freely over our bodies. Federico moans and still looks incredulously at the scene that his wife and I are giving him. Elisa comes close to him and after kissing him on the forehead she puts her hand on the package "maybe we should free him, it seems to me that he is suffering" he tells me with a mocking smile "well then let's free" I answer with a wink "Dear, as a guest I leave this honor to you". I get closer and after kneeling in front of him I unbuckle my belt, open my pants, put my hand in his mutant and ... Fuck! This man has a huge cock, definitely the biggest cock I've ever seen! I try to grab it with all my hand but I can't get it all the way around... now I understand his wife too! I get it out of my pants but instead of pulling away I can't get away from it and I can't get the temptation to torture it a little bit by sawing it gently. His wife in the meantime approaches with her mouth to her husband's where she grabs with her teeth a piece of thong still in her mouth and slowly pulls it out, takes it and wraps it around his cock instead of my hands. He half desperately prays to be set free. We, who are good-hearted, straddle his hands stuck on the armrests and slowly rub our pussies soaked in moods as we continue to touch each other's tits and kiss with the tongue. He tries to suck one of our breasts swinging close to her head but each time we retreat the torso so that we don't get caught. Once we have filled our hands with our liquids, we detach ourselves from him and keep touching each other, kissing each other, squeezing each other until both of us find ourselves texting each other pussy. Yes, divine a woman's touch, delicate but precise. After having penetrated her with my fingers I take them to my mouth, and then she does the same thing. First a superficial lick and then, with greed, I stick them down my throat like a cock. Federico begs his share, again we dip our fingers into each other's delicious jar of honey and then give some relief to Federico's dry lips who sucks and licks greedily our offerings. Once again he asks to be freed but it's not time yet. Making him suffer is exciting me to death, enjoying his wife a few inches away from him I find him perfidious, I think he didn't expect the evening to take this turn either. Elisa feels a little sorry for him, she kisses him passionately while she masturbates him with both hands. I take her along and start licking her inner thigh. He can't see and so she's the one who tells him "oh my god, she's behind me ... O be she's licking my thigh .... she's coming up ..... O yes yes ... Go up again please ... lick me." He crazy incites me to lick her until I sink my face between her thighs and I devote myself completely to that drooling pussy. "Be like this, he's licking me, he's licking me, be like this, be like this, be like this, be like this with all your tongue, put it in me." She was screaming like a madwoman, and meanwhile she was squeezing her husband's big cock so hard. She bends down more by spreading her legs so as to facilitate my tongue work, my whole face is wet. Her penetrating scent and her sweet taste with a spicy note increases my craving so much that I kneel down as I open my legs and begin to touch myself. Her genitals and screams decrease in volume, she seems almost suffocated and I realize that she was sucking Federico's cock. "And no, this is not good, we have to make him suffer and not enjoy it" in a moment I move her to her husband and make her lie down on the floor. She's a little disoriented and tries to get up, but I immediately sit on top of her and lick her pussy. I don't think she had ever licked another woman but after a few moments of uncertainty she was doing a really good job. I couldn't decipher Federico's face, at the end of the day I didn't know him at all, but his hard, soaring dick spoke for him. "Do you like what you see Federico?" ... no answer!
I lean forward and put my head between his wife's legs licking and sucking her as best I could. Federico kept fidgeting on the chair and screaming that he wanted to be freed, that he couldn't take it anymore and that he wanted to fuck us. But the two of us continued in our magnificent 69 until a short distance from each other we were overwhelmed by an intense enjoyment. After shooting, I get up and go to the fridge where I asked Federico to put a couple of zucchini ... obviously the biggest he could find. Elisa still lying on the ground with her eyes closed, her legs wide open and her pussy all wet. I approach with the zucchini in my hand and without much effort I slip it into her pussy. The surprise of that intrusion and the cold temperature makes her scream. I start to move her in and out with a certain decision and with a crescendo of moans immediately Elisa is shaken by a new orgasm. I take off her soggy zucchini and I get down on my knees in front of Federico. He looks at me, he can't speak. "Your wife is a big pig ... and she has a very good pussy" and so I lick the zucchini like a dripping cock. A spark explodes in his eyes and with a shot that seemed almost angry he releases one arm and then the other. In an instant he is with his head between Elisa's legs to taste all the essence of his wife. Clumsily he tries to take off his clothes, which I try to facilitate by taking off his pants and underwear. In the heat I end up on the ground and Federico and I take the opportunity to put my head between my legs. He seemed crazy, maybe we kept him tied up too long. Meanwhile Elisa gets up from the ground and sits on my face so she can watch her husband licking my pussy. She also looked demonized and orders her husband to fuck me. Federico doesn't make her repeat it twice and sinks that rolling pin inside me. I'd never had a man with such a big cock and it seemed impossible for him to get inside me. Overwhelmed and overwhelmed by all that ardor I let myself go and start to enjoy how few times I've managed. Elisa meanwhile also enjoys my tongue and her husband's vision. After having made me come several times he moves and kisses his wife passionately. The two of them now seemed to be in another world, shocked by pleasure and transgression. Elisa climbs on top of her husband and rides him firmly. I pick up the zucchini and following their rhythm I masturbate kidnapped by the vision of that carnal intercourse. Her big breasts are jerking, caressed by her hair swaying on her curves. Her ass noisily banging on her husband's balls framed by the classic noise of liquids "slapped" now copious and dripping from their sexes. The moans and the deep and irregular breaths of the two lovers in mating and that perfume of sex, yes that dense, enveloping and penetrating scent that has soaked the whole room, our nostrils and our senses. Federico screams that he is about to come, Elisa parades and quickly we approach his cock licking it simultaneously. An explosion of cum splashes high falling on our faces and hair covered with warm white cream. After having squeezed every last drop, Elisa and I kiss and lick each other's face until all the precious liquid disappears into our greedy mouths. In the meantime Federico, enjoying this image, takes one tit for each one and milks us and tells us "you are really two sluts".
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So I find myself at their house, invited for dinner, pretending to be a colleague of her husband's. The couple had never shared a bed with other people and Federico had certainly done a great job in convincing his wife to move from fantasies to facts. In all honesty I didn't know if he had succeeded because the invitation was underlined by "you'll be a surprise" so I wasn't sure how it would happen. They welcomed me very warmly and I noticed that she was dressed rather provocatively. A white silk blouse unbuttoned to the breast, very generous, free to swing under that delicate fabric ... who already knew what her husband and I had in mind? Under a very short black skirt and two flashy, tanned legs with dizzying heels. Her figure was very present, a shapely and well-proportioned woman, a round face with two dark eyes framed by a mane of black hair. Her gaze was direct and very mischievous, and now that she had turned her back I could also admire her backside. Man, a round, full ass wrapped in that tight little skirt that looked like it meant "touch me". Yes, despite being a woman I've always had a weakness for female bottoms, sometimes I catch myself staring at them unwittingly, just like a man would. Now that I had the complete picture of his wife I could understand why Federico was only excited about her. On those dizzying heels he moved with natural and sensual gestures, making all his curves sway. Finally sitting at the table we can at dinner, immediately a good feeling is established with Elisa and we often find ourselves ganged up against her husband in blocking her work related speeches that we were not interested in the least. At a certain point I realize that he no longer speaks and quietly listens to our conversations as women, clothes, shoes, children and holidays. Hence the cue to introduce a new topic, obviously helped by the wine that had been generously poured, I tell of some hot episodes that had occurred to me during the last holidays. She seems kidnapped by my confidences and always asks for more details. Federico too seems to have awakened from his torpor while his hands had not been resting on the table for some time. When the details turn out to be really intimate, she opens up and makes me part of her adventure. She tells me about a great friend of hers with whom she had gone to the beach a few days, in the intimacy of the room they shared, they had let themselves go and soon the innocent massage with the cream after the sun had turned into a real erotic massage. Hearing her tell the details and emotions of such a particular experience puts me in a certain ferment, I would like to rip her blouse and take possession of those huge tits. At the end of dinner, like a good hostess, she is preparing to clear the table, I get up with the excuse of helping her and after taking some dishes I follow her behind the kitchen counter. I'm undecided on how to break the jacket being for me the first time and I didn't even know if she really liked my attention, so I decide to follow my instinct and do what I wish had been done to me. I get closer to her and touch the showy necklace that adorns her décolleté and compliment her. Her hand was a little insecure, but her look was misunderstood and mischievous, there was no need for words, her deep breath gives me courage and I slide my fingers from the necklace over her breast wrapped in the shiny fabric. She doesn't move, we keep looking at each other, my fingers draw small patterns on that prosperous breast that I feel swelling with every breath, I find the nipple already hardened, I stop to tickle it with the tip of my fingertips, she smiles as if she was waiting for nothing else. I smile back and with all my hand I try to grab that warm and swollen boob. I feel my heart in my throat, a little for my boldness a little for the excitement that was beginning to grow. I also take my other hand to feel those big breasts with force, and in a whisper "magnificent" escapes me. My hands keep squeezing and manipulating them and she closes her eyes leaving me free. I go to the few buttons closed and after opening them one after the other, I open the flaps of her blouse releasing two of the biggest tits I've ever seen. Fantastic, soft and consistent at the same time, with those two nipples soaring dark and hard. Hands back on her breasts, I like this woman, she lights my craving, she smells of sex and sin. She comes to her senses, bends her face over mine, resting her warm lips on mine. Immediately I find myself disoriented, I didn't think she had such a strong and immediate reaction, I think the probie of the situation is me but who cares, I'm here to have fun and that's what I intend to do. A few seconds of contemplation and then the bowls open and the kiss becomes intense, wet, involving. He hugs me, brings a hand behind the back of my neck so that I can't escape his greedy kiss and his fleshy tongue. My hands keep on milking her more and more intensely until she detaches herself from the kiss and releases a sound groan. Now she is trying to free me from the slavery of my shirt, unbuttoning me and then unbuttoning my garment. One in front of the other we admire each other, caress and play with each other's breasts. In front of such abundance I can't resist, I lower my head and finally I can lick and suck those breasts that are making me lose my head. As soon as my mouth arrives at the nipples I attack with decision and suck while she lets out a "siiii". Behind us we hear a rustle, it was Federico who had approached to better watch the scene. His wife immediately stops him "stop there, you can only watch". Our mouths begin a confused dance to discover our bodies, mouth, breasts, shoulders, belly wherever there was an inch of skin uncovered we both had to, or rather we wanted to, taste each other. My hands slide on her hips until they reach her bottom, I firmly grab her buttocks and try to squeeze them. A few steps away I see Federico, I grab the bottom of her skirt and I lift it over her hips, leaving her generous ass on display in her husband's eyes. A flash of perfidy goes through my mind "Federico describe your wife's ass" ... no answer, the poor guy was completely kidnapped by the scene with a dumb-ass face that you can rarely see. I make her bend a little bit forward and with my hands I open her buttocks showing off the little thong she was wearing ... "Federico do you like your wife's ass?" still no answer, just a nod of approval with the head that seemed more an involuntary movement than a real reasoned assent. He tries to get closer but at that point we stop. A quick glance of understanding with Elisa and in an instant poor Federico finds himself sitting with his arms tied to the armrests of the chair with our shirts. He tries to protest but in response we laugh in his face caressing him and messing up his hair. The situation begins to get hot and I also feel a little bad. I position Elisa to him, I take off the already wet thong and slide it, even if it would be more correct to say I dip it, between his intimate lips dripping with pleasure. I smell it, it tastes like a female in heat. I rub it under Federico's nose, when the poor man opens his mouth to try to say something strongly, I put it in his mouth. His expression was something indescribable, tied, gagged and horny. With him, only spectator, we can finally give vent to our desires and perform free and sinful for him. They undress us completely by continuing to kiss and touch us trying to make Federico taste our every little movement. Our tits rub against each other while our hands can slide freely over our bodies. Federico moans and still looks incredulously at the scene that his wife and I are giving him. Elisa comes close to him and after kissing him on the forehead she puts her hand on the package "maybe we should free him, it seems to me that he is suffering" he tells me with a mocking smile "well then let's free" I answer with a wink "Dear, as a guest I leave this honor to you". I get closer and after kneeling in front of him I unbuckle my belt, open my pants, put my hand in his mutant and ... Fuck! This man has a huge cock, definitely the biggest cock I've ever seen! I try to grab it with all my hand but I can't get it all the way around... now I understand his wife too! I get it out of my pants but instead of pulling away I can't get away from it and I can't get the temptation to torture it a little bit by sawing it gently. His wife in the meantime approaches with her mouth to her husband's where she grabs with her teeth a piece of thong still in her mouth and slowly pulls it out, takes it and wraps it around his cock instead of my hands. He half desperately prays to be set free. We, who are good-hearted, straddle his hands stuck on the armrests and slowly rub our pussies soaked in moods as we continue to touch each other's tits and kiss with the tongue. He tries to suck one of our breasts swinging close to her head but each time we retreat the torso so that we don't get caught. Once we have filled our hands with our liquids, we detach ourselves from him and keep touching each other, kissing each other, squeezing each other until both of us find ourselves texting each other pussy. Yes, divine a woman's touch, delicate but precise. After having penetrated her with my fingers I take them to my mouth, and then she does the same thing. First a superficial lick and then, with greed, I stick them down my throat like a cock. Federico begs his share, again we dip our fingers into each other's delicious jar of honey and then give some relief to Federico's dry lips who sucks and licks greedily our offerings. Once again he asks to be freed but it's not time yet. Making him suffer is exciting me to death, enjoying his wife a few inches away from him I find him perfidious, I think he didn't expect the evening to take this turn either. Elisa feels a little sorry for him, she kisses him passionately while she masturbates him with both hands. I take her along and start licking her inner thigh. He can't see and so she's the one who tells him "oh my god, she's behind me ... O be she's licking my thigh .... she's coming up ..... O yes yes ... Go up again please ... lick me." He crazy incites me to lick her until I sink my face between her thighs and I devote myself completely to that drooling pussy. "Be like this, he's licking me, he's licking me, be like this, be like this, be like this, be like this with all your tongue, put it in me." She was screaming like a madwoman, and meanwhile she was squeezing her husband's big cock so hard. She bends down more by spreading her legs so as to facilitate my tongue work, my whole face is wet. Her penetrating scent and her sweet taste with a spicy note increases my craving so much that I kneel down as I open my legs and begin to touch myself. Her genitals and screams decrease in volume, she seems almost suffocated and I realize that she was sucking Federico's cock. "And no, this is not good, we have to make him suffer and not enjoy it" in a moment I move her to her husband and make her lie down on the floor. She's a little disoriented and tries to get up, but I immediately sit on top of her and lick her pussy. I don't think she had ever licked another woman but after a few moments of uncertainty she was doing a really good job. I couldn't decipher Federico's face, at the end of the day I didn't know him at all, but his hard, soaring dick spoke for him. "Do you like what you see Federico?" ... no answer!
I lean forward and put my head between his wife's legs licking and sucking her as best I could. Federico kept fidgeting on the chair and screaming that he wanted to be freed, that he couldn't take it anymore and that he wanted to fuck us. But the two of us continued in our magnificent 69 until a short distance from each other we were overwhelmed by an intense enjoyment. After shooting, I get up and go to the fridge where I asked Federico to put a couple of zucchini ... obviously the biggest he could find. Elisa still lying on the ground with her eyes closed, her legs wide open and her pussy all wet. I approach with the zucchini in my hand and without much effort I slip it into her pussy. The surprise of that intrusion and the cold temperature makes her scream. I start to move her in and out with a certain decision and with a crescendo of moans immediately Elisa is shaken by a new orgasm. I take off her soggy zucchini and I get down on my knees in front of Federico. He looks at me, he can't speak. "Your wife is a big pig ... and she has a very good pussy" and so I lick the zucchini like a dripping cock. A spark explodes in his eyes and with a shot that seemed almost angry he releases one arm and then the other. In an instant he is with his head between Elisa's legs to taste all the essence of his wife. Clumsily he tries to take off his clothes, which I try to facilitate by taking off his pants and underwear. In the heat I end up on the ground and Federico and I take the opportunity to put my head between my legs. He seemed crazy, maybe we kept him tied up too long. Meanwhile Elisa gets up from the ground and sits on my face so she can watch her husband licking my pussy. She also looked demonized and orders her husband to fuck me. Federico doesn't make her repeat it twice and sinks that rolling pin inside me. I'd never had a man with such a big cock and it seemed impossible for him to get inside me. Overwhelmed and overwhelmed by all that ardor I let myself go and start to enjoy how few times I've managed. Elisa meanwhile also enjoys my tongue and her husband's vision. After having made me come several times he moves and kisses his wife passionately. The two of them now seemed to be in another world, shocked by pleasure and transgression. Elisa climbs on top of her husband and rides him firmly. I pick up the zucchini and following their rhythm I masturbate kidnapped by the vision of that carnal intercourse. Her big breasts are jerking, caressed by her hair swaying on her curves. Her ass noisily banging on her husband's balls framed by the classic noise of liquids "slapped" now copious and dripping from their sexes. The moans and the deep and irregular breaths of the two lovers in mating and that perfume of sex, yes that dense, enveloping and penetrating scent that has soaked the whole room, our nostrils and our senses. Federico screams that he is about to come, Elisa parades and quickly we approach his cock licking it simultaneously. An explosion of cum splashes high falling on our faces and hair covered with warm white cream. After having squeezed every last drop, Elisa and I kiss and lick each other's face until all the precious liquid disappears into our greedy mouths. In the meantime Federico, enjoying this image, takes one tit for each one and milks us and tells us "you are really two sluts".
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