Dud. My wife, who I like to use in my stories goes by the fictitious name of Ashley. Both of us get a huge turn – on by creating these sex stories a...d using her as the heroine for the key – role. So lets get started with our first story!Day: WednesdayDate: 10/9/’08Time:00:06 AMAshley was sucking my cock hard. It was swollen only to 6 inches,and not to its full 9 inches, and I had not yet come in her face as I always like to do. She had started an hour ago and usually her blow jobs are so good. He absolutely refused to put up with crap like Cynthia was dishing out. When they arrived at their resort and got settled in Roger suggested they go out for supper and dancing. At the mention of dancing Cynthia’s eyes lit up and she got a huge grin on her face. She quickly agreed and asked where they were going. Roger told her then suggested she go clean up then he would shower while she dressed. Roger walked into the bedroom after his shower and heard Cynthia on her phone. She said, ‘Yeah,. She reached under the chair and picked up my bra. I reached for it and she pulled it away, then reached forward to put it on me. As she brought it so me, she held the ends together and rubbed my nipples. "Put arms out so bra go on right. Or you want leave bra with me?" I thought about it for a second and decided that everyone would know. So I reached out and she slid the straps over my arms. As she reached around my back, she pushed her small breasts into my face and I couldn't resist sucking. "Yeah what?"Max touched my face, then pulled at the skin around my eyes. Shestarted putting eyeliner on me."What are you doing?" Leaving my mark. Your face just looks too plan without some makeup.Makes you look like you have no personality or like a boy."She applied lightly but the shades themselves were dark. My now darklips punctuated my face, drawing my eyes to them. I played in themirror puckering, smiling, pouting, drawing them up exposing my teeth.Max just smiled and handed me her book, I.