Getting up the confidence I slowly untied my dress letting it slip down my waist to rest in a pile on the rocks, spreading my legs wide and sliding my...fingers over my clit before letting out a shaky breathe and a loud moan. Shakily I began to rub my clit and sparks of energy shot out through my legs and up spine causing me to shake in the chilly air, moaning louder as I slowly built to climax. Suddenly the woods just behind the rocks rustled and I heard branches and leaves crackling under. What my wife gets is the thin watery sperm. If that makes me Bi, I guess I can live with it but it just makes my wife so horny to see me in a mini skirt with bright red lipstick and fish net hose sucking a 12 inch cock while I'm massaging a nice set of balls. She once told me I was a good cum slut and I cum in the panties she was making me wear, after she told me to clean up my mess, she said I could lick her ass, I love to lick her asshole almost as much as I love to please her. An odd tingle ran through my body. It was the first time I’d touched another man in a sexual way. It wasn’t unpleasant, but strange. I was about to guide him into my wife’s pussy when she spoke up again.“Make sure it’s as hard as it can get, cucky. Give it a few strokes to be certain.”I moved my hand up and down his thick shaft. I had a surreal sense of detachment. It wasn’t me doing this thing, but a dream version of me.“How does it feel to have a man-sized cock in your hand for a. It seems kinda strange. The girls say he just needs someone to talk to, misses his wife terribly. Treats them all like ladies and they all love every minute of it. Say, why don’t you handle his table tonight, get acquainted?”“Oh, but I don’t...”“I know what you said about no after hours and all, but at least go serve him drinks. Couldn’t hurt.”A bit reluctantly Gwen made her way to the table where the man was just being seated.“Good evening,” she said, “may I get you a drink?”“Bourbon on the.