I received an email from a guy who liked my story & we started exchanging lots of emails. He also had a fantasy of seeing someone fuck his wife in fro...t of him. He wanted to share his wife with someone & a few other things as well. He told me that he is unable to treat her like a slut but wants to see her sucking cock as she is getting fucked. I liked that & was looking forward to converting this fantasy into a reality. But he told me that she is very shy & not as open to it. I told him to talk. But first, anyway, you bullshit about some stupid thing that's supposed to be of mutual interest. You talk about the weather or a movie or something in the news. And then you take it from there with a variety of ploys. It doesn't matter what you talk about; the road ahead is already clear once you've made that initial conversational breakthrough.And you'd be surprised how many broads are dying to be talked to. You sit beside them in the bus, and they pretend to be busy with a book they're. ’ I really couldn’t wait any longer. My lovely blue knickers were, even now, getting wet as I became so wound up in anticipation. She opened the door and went into the bedroom. I heard him say, ‘Lena, you look lovely,’ and a silence which I guessed was a kiss. ‘That was just the hors d’oeuvres,’ she said, ‘here’s the main course. Come on out Jo, let him see you.’ I walked into the bedroom, a bit tottery oh the bedroom slippers, but feeling like a million dollars. I stood in front of the mirrors. What a ride it was too! She was amazing, riding me, gently, then hard, then slowly again. It was as if she knew exactly when the cum was building up inside me and when she needed to ease off to stop me squirting up her. All the while she was moaning, as if still enjoying orgasmic sensations.We kissed, those big soft, black lips still tasting a little of me. Her big long nipples tickled my chest. I quickened the pace! I grabbed her ass, my tongue in her mouth, searching, we bit each others.