3 comments/ 156591 views/ 1 favorites Linda Opens Wider By: oldfogey This is another in the series of Linda and Earl’s enjoyment of the swinging lifestyle. I had been sent overseas for a year and knew that Linda would need male company during that time, so this is what happened. Enjoy – We did! 8. A Gate Wide Open Linda had been on her own and without a sex partner for almost three months before she met Al Martin. It wasn’t by my choice, obviously. I had long before found out that keeping my wife’s pussy full of hard dicks was equally enjoyable whether it mine or those of men who had discovered the thrill of sex with her. True, she started in this lifestyle more by accident than intent. The thought of a quickie affair with a friend of ours, with both my blessing and encouragement had led to a second, a third, and then more. By now she not only was a willing participant, but even encouraged me to find partners for “us”. Having to be gone for a year from this situation didn’t appeal to me at all, but I had no choice. It hadn’t taken long for me to realize that I loved the sight of another man screwing her, seeing him with his dick in her mouth, or watching him fondle those gorgeous tits of hers while he finger fucked her. I was apprehensive to say the least, thinking that she might develop some kind of aversion to what we had been doing. I certainly didn’t want that to happen. The worry was needless. Before I left for the year stint away from Linda, I told her that I had contacted a guy by the name of Al Martin who I thought would appeal to her and he had said he “might” get in touch with her. Can you believe that? Offering someone a prime piece of ass, and he “might” consider it? Probably just waiting to make sure the coast was clear. Linda had poo-pooed the idea, saying that she didn’t expect to do anything while I was gone. I assured her that I not only wanted her too, but also hoped that she would. We left it at that. I had only been gone a couple of months before Al started calling her. At first it was just initial acquaintances chatting – the mundane things like the weather, how long we had lived in the town, how did we like it, etc. Of course, one of the first things that came up (from Al) was whether I had left or not and how long I would be gone for. Linda said that he was a friendly, eager caller at first and it got progressively more friendly with each call. Soon he was calling her at night as well as during the day. Then came the day when he suggested that they meet. I’ll tell the rest of the tale from Linda’s perspective, which she shared with me on the first tape that she sent me after their initial meeting. She had been nervous, she told me, unsure of exactly what Al wanted to do, or where he might want to go, so even her preparations were hesitant. She knew that I had told Al her measurements, age, likes and dislikes, and sexual preferences, but little else. Since he was a swinger (obviously, since I had contacted him through a swinger’s magazine), she knew he would be expecting her to dress accordingly. The problem was that we hadn’t been swinging long enough for her to really decide how she should dress. That was her state when she stepped into her closet that afternoon. A long, soaking bath, shaving her legs and a facial and having her hair styled had prepared and relaxed her to some degree, but now she had to make some hard choices. She said that it would be better, she thought, if she dressed conservatively just in case. Fortunately, before I left, I had gone through her wardrobe with her and discarded anything that was too dowdy or that didn’t suit her new interests. Oh, we left a few more formal clothes that would have been suitable in church or at a funeral, but by and large we had discarded everything that couldn’t double as a swinger’s outfit. Linda’s bottom lip was caught between her teeth as she tried to make up her mind. Then, throwing caution to the winds, she chose exactly what I had told her was appropriate for almost anything – a nice silk blouse that was just opaque enough not to make her areoles visible unless the lighting was just right. She also had a black skirt that came to just above her knees. Tossing those on the bed, she moved to her lingerie drawer. She blushed when she saw the bras with the nipples cut out and the crotchless panty hose. She still couldn’t imagine herself wearing those, especially for a first time meeting with anyone. Instead she chose one of the demi-bras that we had bought for her. They were perfect. Unless she was sexually aroused, nothing out of the ordinary showed, but when she became excited, the nipples of her 40DD breasts just peaked over the top of the cups. She chose a garter belt and stockings, debated for a moment about panties and then threw a pair of thin silk ones on the bed. Those had always been one of my favorite, a gift to her from Mike, her first lover. They were thick enough to provide her a sense of being covered, but cut high on the sides and thin enough in the crotch area to show a shadow of the magnificent muff just above her labia. Remembering what I had told her, she sat down on the bed and began putting on her stockings. The garter belt followed, then she topped them off with the panties. She had to lean forward to get her breasts into the cups of her bra. She turned for a side view of herself in the mirror. She smiled when she realized that the attention shown to her breasts by her lovers had done nothing to diminish their size and beauty. If anything they were even lovelier, fuller and more taut. They stood high and proud. She couldn’t resist squeezing her nipples gently, sending a shock wave of anticipation directly to her pussy. She felt it moistening as if it realized what was coming, and causing her to shiver in anticipation. She still found it hard to believe that she had changed so. From the prim, almost puritan morality of her youth to a woman who had fucked her husband’s friend, then had accepted my desire to have her bury more hard cocks in her tight, receptive, hot love box. She still did not understand his need for having these other men take her, but it had certainly been an exciting journey to this point. She blushed when she realized that she was enjoying it and wanted more sex now than ever before. She pulled on the blouse and smoothed it down, then stepped into her skirt. After putting on her high-heeled pumps she stood up and looked in the mirror again. What she saw made her smile. She was almost ready. She was putting the final touches to her lipstick when the doorbell rang. “Hi, Al” she said when she opened the door and saw the tall, lean, well built man standing there with a smile on his face and a bouquet of flowers in his hand. “Hi, Linda” he said, handing her the flowers. “May I come in?” “Certainly, please do,” my wife said, inhaling the fragrance of the freshly cut flowers. “Have a seat. I’ll be right back. I want to get these into some water. They are beautiful!” She hummed to herself as she filled a vase with water, put the flowers in, taking care to arrange them just so, then carried them into the living room with her. “They are beautiful,” she repeated to Al who stood from the couch as she came into the room. He waited for her to place them on the coffee table, and then reached out to embrace her. “Lovely flowers for a lovely lady,” he said softly, tipping her chin up with his fingers and then kissing her gently. “Thank you kind sir,” she laughed before their lips touched. “His lips are like velvet,” Linda thought as the kiss endured. She could feel the tenseness of his body, matching her own. To make things easier for both of them, she tugged at his arm indicating they should sit. She sat down beside him only a few inches away. “I wasn’t sure what you wanted to do,” she said, “so I didn’t know how to dress.” She blushed as she realized that they both knew exactly what he wanted to do, the question was one of timing. Now or later? “You look gorgeous,” Al said softly, looking into her eyes. “Even more beautiful than your picture.” Linda was apprehensive now. She didn’t know what kind of picture Earl had sent him, or even that he had sent Al a picture, so she elected to play it cool. “I never know what kind of picture he sends to people,” she said with a nervous laugh. “Some of them are pretty risqué.” “This is the one,” Al said, reaching into his suit jacket pocket and pulling a snap shot from his pocket. Handing it to her, he smiled. Linda blushed. It was one of the group that he had taken to send out to swingers on the net without telling her until the first time that another lover had shown her the picture. It showed her reclining on the couch in a negligee, not really showing anything, but definitely giving a man the idea of the charms that awaited him. She felt Al’s arm surround her shoulder and his body slide closer to hers. Al’s close proximity and the realization that he was staring at what was barely hidden by the negligee made her uncomfortable, but strangely erotic. She turned to ask him a question, but found her lips covered by his own. This kiss lasted even longer. At first she was stiff, nervous. Some of the old attitude about another man kissing her, doing what she knew he would eventually do if she let him, was still there. But so was her need after months alone. Feeling his tongue touch her lips, she opened them and greeted him likewise. She felt his hand slide over her blouse and cover her right breast, giving it a gentle squeeze as his tongue dueled with hers. He won, but Linda didn’t mind. She found herself stirred by this man. The kiss lingered, grew more passionate, until she finally had to push him away. It was getting too intense, too fast. She laughed nervously again. “I never know what he tells anyone, but obviously he told you a great deal.” “I just wish he was here to thank him,” Al said, smiling at her. “I have to admit that I’ve been dreaming of this moment ever since we last talked.” He hadn’t released his hold on her breast. Linda had already felt the first stirrings of her arousal. She liked this man, and he obviously liked what he had right now. It was too late to protest or back out, besides she didn’t want to. It had been too long since she had experienced the comfort of a man deep inside her. Glancing at the bulge in his trousers, she saw Al looked like he could remedy that. All thought of going out disappeared. She knew what she wanted and it was only inches away. She was much less nervous when he kissed her again. His hand was roaming across her breasts freely now, then over her belly, dipping down to the shadowy area of her skirt between her thighs. She felt her nipples swelling and knew that Al too must feel them peaking over the tops of her bra cups. Al, holding his kiss of my wife, slipped one button of her blouse from its eyelet, hesitating to see if there was an objection. When it didn’t come, he opened the next two tiny pearl buttons and slipped his hand inside her blouse. Earl hadn’t lied, they were all her. He could feel the mammoth swell of those 40DD’s above her cups and the hard knobs of her nipples swelling beneath his fingers. Now, if he had just told him the truth about her hot pussy……. She moaned slightly when he pushed the cup up and over her right breast, leaving it free to fall into his hand. He cupped it from beneath, weighing the warm flesh as he let his thumb circle the nipple. It swelled even more, just as it had the first time Mike had squeezed them, then all the others. She blushed furiously thinking how many men had already had her, but it didn’t prevent her from wanting to feel this one inside her too. My wife’s breasts had always been sensitive to a man’s touch, welcoming warm hands that cuddled and caressed them, wanting her partner’s warm hands to feel the sensitive flesh. She felt her back arch, pressing the heat of her breast into the palm of his hand harder. Her own hand fell to his thigh and began working its way upward. She found a spot of dampness well below the crotch of his trousers, then the ridge of hardness beneath it. It swelled immediately, jerking against her searching hand. She almost gasped as she felt the length of it, trailing her fingers higher and higher over the hot flesh just beneath those trousered thighs. He felt enormous! She found herself using both hands to unzip his trousers as Al made short work of the remaining buttons of her blouse. He was unhooking the back fastener of her bra when the last inch of zipper opened on his trousers and she found herself fumbling for the male meat she had found. It had to be bent to come out, and then she found out just what she had. “It was beautiful!” she told me in the tape. “At least as long as Mike’s and even thicker. He was already oozing cum out of that big thick purplish head of his. And the thickness of it! I couldn’t get my hand all the way around him. All I could think of was how good it would feel to have that inside me. Forgive me, honey, but I couldn’t resist. It’s been too long.” I pictured her staring in awe at Al’s throbbing cock and laughed. I knew she couldn’t resist once he got his hands on her tits, and he obviously had them on display now. “He started sucking my tits and you know how that turns me on. The next thing I knew, he was kneeling beside me on the floor, pulling my panties off and cupping my muff with that big hand of his while he sucked me. I almost melted, I wanted him so bad! When he found the opening to my vagina, he used his thumb to press on my clit and began working his finger into me. It wasn’t hard,” she laughed on the tape, “As soon as he got his mouth on my tit, I was already juicy. He pushed me back against the arm of the couch and began working it in and out real slow while he sucked my tits. Oh, damn, that felt good!” “All this time I had hold of his cock. I could barely hold it, it was squirming so hard. I looked over at it and it was drooling on the floor. I couldn’t stand it. I had to have him fuck me.” Al was now using both hands, one to explore my wife’s hot, tight pussy, another to fondle the full breasts that were the treasure everyone saw of her first, while their tongues tangled in another hot, french kiss. “He started to get up on the couch with me. I knew he was going to fuck me right there and I stopped him. I wanted it all, not just a quick one. He looked a little upset at first, but when I whispered to him that I wanted to do it in our bedroom, he smiled from ear to ear. He picked me up like I was light as a feather and then carried me down the hall to the bedroom. I had left the door to our bedroom open and so that’s where he took me.” “He put me down very gently and started all over again. His hands were on my breasts, on my pussy, rubbing, squeezing, kissing and fondling me just like you did with that neighbor of ours before you left. When he stood up and began taking off his clothes, I couldn’t resist, I reached up and caught that beautiful cock in my hands. It took both of them to hold him and even then I had trouble controlling it. It was like a hot fire hose, jerking and pulsing in my hand. I turned loose of it just long enough to unbutton the waistband of my skirt, but then he stopped me.” “Let me do it,” Al told her, smiling down at my prostrate wife, laying legs spread widely, waiting for him to fuck her. “He was so gentle, even though he was as big as he was. I suggested that he take off my shoes, but he just shook his head and smiled. He unzipped my skirt and pulled it down over my shoes and tossed it into the chair where I sat when you fucked our neighbor. Then he lifted my upper body up with one hand and began taking off my bra and blouse while his other hand fondled my tits. Damn, that felt good!” Al lowered my wife gently to the bed again and stood for a moment admiring her beauty. The delightful swell of her breasts were astounding, every bit as large and firm as Earl had told him in the phone calls he hadn’t mentioned to Linda. And that pussy…… It was gorgeous. Chestnut colored hair covered her mound pointing right to where he could see her clit pushing just above the lips of her cunt. He wanted to bend down and kiss it, but he wanted something else first as he cupped her cunt and got onto the bed with her, astride her body. She smiled at him as he lowered himself on her body until he could feel her breasts against his chest, literally stabbing him with those hard, long nipples. He raised himself slightly as he felt her hand snaking its way between them, then the warmth of her hand on his cock. She steered it right to where the pearly gates had opened, displaying the thin, slick juices he had felt when his finger had explored her cunt. She gasped when he pushed forward gently, barely spreading the lips of her vulva. He was barely touching her and yet she felt so hot, so ready. He eased his hips toward her, barely spreading the warm, wet lips, his cockhead wasn’t even in her yet and he already wanted to cum. “Damn, this is one hot piece of ass,” he though to himself as he felt the head of his dick begin to dilate her cunt. He slowed and allowed her cunt lips to spread wider before he continued his penetration of her. Linda told me she thought he was going to tear her with that big tool of his. He was easily as big around as Ed, her first black lover, although she doubted he was as long. “He didn’t though”, she sighed on the tape. “He took his time, working it from side to side, and up and down, just getting me all wet as he worked it into me. Then he got the head in and I felt my muscles slam shut behind it. It was heaven to feel how hot and slick he was inside me!” “He has big veins on his cock. I could feel every one of them as he pushed it in a little at a time, then he’d pull it almost all the way out before sliding a little more of it into me. “She giggled on the tape. “I think I flattened everyone of the veins with my muscles while he was working it in and out, groaning all the time.” I knew what Al must have been feeling. When my wife gets extremely aroused, her Kegel muscles kick in and her vagina literally sucks a cock into her. That little ring of muscle right at the mouth of her cunt grips as tightly as many women can with their hands. Al must have been in hog heaven! “Oh, god,” Al was thinking as he slid his eight plus inches of male muscle deeper and deeper into my wife’s welcoming pussy, “don’t make me cum now!” He raised himself higher, putting his weight on his elbows, cupping my wife’s breasts with both hands. Peering down between them, he watched the beautiful sight of his cock moving very slowly in and out of the tight gripping pussy lips that were pulled out with each stroke of his cock. He groaned again as he realized he couldn’t hold it any longer and felt that first hard blast of cum filling my wife’s cunt before he was more than halfway inside her. After such a long hiatus, that blast was all it took to push my wife over the edge too. She felt the indescribably sweet sensation of her orgasm peaking just as that jolting shot of hot cum filled the rest of her vaginal void. She couldn’t control the jerking, gasping movements of her body as she wrapped her legs around his and thrust her cunt into his crotch, driving the remainder of that hard dick into her. He rode her for at least five more minutes, filling her completely with his seed, amazed at the response he was getting. He was literally lifting my wife's body off the bed each time he tried to back away from her passion pit. He cold not get away from her. He could feel her jerking, thrusting body movements, holding herself impaled on his slowly withering cock. Her eyes were closed, her mouth was open, and she was still gasping out her orgasmic conclusion before slowly allowing herself to slide from his cum soaked cock and lowering herself back on the bed. Linda Opens Wider “Oh, god, that was wonderful!” she whispered to her lover. “It’s been so long!” Al could only smile and nod as he sank down on her, then slowly roll over onto his side, his arm under my wife’s head, his cock – still drooling the elixir of life – sinking to spill the remaining dribbles of cum over his thigh. He felt her hand cover his wet cock, gently squeezing it. He lay next to her, holding her close, enjoying the closeness and their shared heat of passion as it slowly ebbed. He knew in his own mind that he had encountered someone even more exciting than his first wife, dead now for the past twelve years, whose union with him had produced his daughter. His mind drifted, remembering the passion he had felt with her and the even more recent trysts with his landlady who, on seeing him as an unmarried man with a child, had realized she could offer him something missing from his life. She had. Wonderfully so. It was these stolen moments that had brought Al back from the depths of depression to life once more. Unfortunately she had been his only contact until he had taken the chance of writing to the swinger ad that had resulted in this meeting. No available single women had wanted to take him and his child on those terms, but there seemed to be no end of couples who wanted him and his landlady, Julia, to join them in what they called the swinging lifestyle. Julia had loved it at first, regaining her youthful enthusiasm for frequent sex with many men, but still wanting the permanence of a relationship with Al. He had balked, explaining that he wasn’t ready yet and consequently had lost Julia for a while. Confident that she would resume, but still needing the companionship of a woman, he had found my ad. Now, looking over the body of the woman in bed with him, he realized that he had no interest in a permanent relationship with anyone. This was more exciting than he had ever dreamed. He reached out slowly and gently cupped one of my wife’s breasts, leaning over her chest to kiss the still solid nipple. He realized that he wanted more of her. Linda felt the telltale stirring of his cock where her hand still grasped it. She wondered if he, like some of the other lovers she had experienced, could rejuvenate so soon. She hoped so, she admitted to me. It was wonderful feeling the heat and throbbing deep inside her vagina once more, the heat of his mouth on her breasts, the thrilling touch of his hands on all the “forbidden” spots. The wetness of their juices was slowly cementing her hand to that marvelous cock she felt stirring in her grasp. She moved her hand slowly back and forth as she watched his reaction, hoping that his would be the same as hers. “I hope that means what I think it does,” Al said softly, giving her breast a gentle squeeze. “Can you?” Linda found herself saying. She had to say little else for hours after that. Al’s reaction was almost immediate, his cock lengthening, strengthening in her grasp as it had done before only when he was years younger. He marveled at the woman who even now was slowly masturbating him. He knew that most women would have been happy to have experienced that earthshaking orgasm, yet she was here, insisting on more – and he meant to give it to her! He couldn’t believe it when he felt her shoulder length hair on his thigh over that pool of cum that had drooled from his cock. Her tongue felt almost as hot as her pussy as it stroked through the pool. The raised herself on her elbows and smiled at him, showing the pearly whiteness of his cum on her tongue before slowly lowering her head and inhaling his rigid staff. Al was in heaven. He watched my wife’s head bobbing up and down in his crotch, each movement sending him to near nirvana. He gently rubbed her hair, encouraging her to continue her oral exploration of his tool that was leaking even more juices into her mouth. He couldn’t take it any longer. “Linda, I’ll fuck you until neither of us can stand,” he whispered, feeling her grip tighten around his cock, “and then we’ll do it again. I can’t get enough of you!” Linda almost whimpered with the delight of him mounting her again. “He went in easily this time,” she said on the tape with another giggle. “I was already stretched by his dick and he pushed it right in.” It hadn’t been the hard slamming entry of her other lovers though, she remembered, after they had fucked her the first time and in their hurry to get into her again, entered too fast. Instead it was one of the slow, drawling movements that excited the nerve endings in her cunt almost as much as the first touch of his dick had. “So beautiful, so warm,” Al groaned as he penetrated my wife to his full length. Sliding on the wave of cum he had left in her the first time, he went in easily, right to the deepest point of her vagina. He felt her legs come up to parallel his torso, urging him deeper, wanting to feel the stroking that had freed her from her need earlier. Al obliged. Putting his arms beneath her legs, he raised her until her thighs rested on his shoulders and he was given a view of this lovely woman’s cunt being pierced by his throbbing cock with each thrust. Her breasts moved languorously up and down on her chest as he shuttled gently back and forth inside her, working this warm pocket of velvet to get the most sensation out of it for both of them. She was breathing rapidly, her eyes closed, as though picturing what he was doing to her, with her, on the inside of her lids. He felt the muscles surrounding his cock quiver, then tighten as a small smile on her face told him that he had just caused her to have another orgasm. “I couldn’t get enough of him,” my wife sighed on the tape. “It just felt so wonderful and so right. He made me cum so many times I lost count, then he wanted me to get on top of him. You know that’s not one of my favorite positions, but I wanted to. He rolled me over and set me down on top of him without ever coming out. I could lean forward and put my hands just under his ribs, then rock back and forth on his dick. Oh, wow! Was that ever a terrific sensation!” She giggled again, and then said, “I leaned forward a little too far one time and he caught my nipple in his mouth. He had been holding me by my hips, working me up and down on him while I moved back and forth, and that ended that. He caught my breast in both hands and pulled me down so he could suck it while he fucked me. Only Al’s fortuitous unloading of cum, now slowly sliding down from her dilated pussy into his pubic hair, prevented him from cumming again immediately. Every sensation that had ever made him fuck another woman to completion shot through his body once again as he felt the thrusting of her nipple deep into his mouth while he, with a jerk of his hips, drove his cock to full length inside her hot, hungry fuck hole. He groaned with the pleasure he felt as he pumped, harder and deeper into my wife’s juicy pussy. At that point the tape appeared to be blank. I couldn’t imagine why. There was still a considerable amount of tape on the reel, but I reversed it and put it back into the recorder only to hear something I could only have dreamed of. “I thought you might like to hear Al for a while, honey. He decided that since I was going to tell you all about this anyway, he might as well tell you a few things himself. “Hello, Earl,” I heard the voice I recognized from the few phone calls we had made back and forth saying, “this is Al. I wanted to thank you for all the fun that Linda and I enjoyed last night. When I got up this morning she was telling you all about it, and I thought that it might be better coming from me than from her.” I wasn’t so sure about that. I loved the idea of my wife telling me how she was getting herself fucked, but I listened anyway. “First I have to say thank you. I never dreamed that Linda would be so lovely,” he hesitated for a second, “or so good in bed. I hesitated because I wasn’t sure how you might react to that, but Linda says to tell you everything, so I will. She wants us to fuck and record it while we’re doing it, so that’s what we’re about to do right now.” I couldn’t believe this, although I heard Linda giggling in the background. It sounded like something I would have thought up, not her, but I was glad she had, I felt my cock hardening as he described what he was doing to my wife. “We’re back out on the couch where we started last night,” he said. I could almost hear the smile in his voice. “We managed to fuck ourselves silly last night. I lost track of how many times I came in her, but I’m sure she’ll be able to tell you on another tape sometime. Anyway, when we finally got up and took a shower, I fucked her in the shower again, but that was it. I just couldn’t go any longer, so we went to sleep around four this morning. Its ten a.m. now, and she’s convinced me that I might as well stay for the rest of the day and go home tonight. I hope you don’t mind, but I can’t pass her up.” I could hear Linda laughing in the background again, then her voice said “You’d better not!” “Anyway, I got her all clean this morning. You didn’t tell me how good she tastes. I had to find that out for myself. She says you love to eat her after she’s been fucked. But I didn’t realize how hard it made her cum until I did it last night. Now she tells me that she wants me to get her all juicy again. That’s not hard because she’s been making my cock drool ever since she ate breakfast sitting in my lap and grinding this lovely pussy of hers against my cock.” There was a brief rustle of what could have been clothing against the mike and Al’s voice resumed. “I just pulled her onto my lap and I’ve got her spread real wide. I’m going to finger fuck her for a while, not too long, just enough to get her as juicy as I am. “The tape was silent for a couple of seconds, then there was a squishing sound that I recognized as the sound my wife’s pussy makes when something like a couple of fingers is being used on it. It continued for almost ten minutes, with the sound of my wife’s breathing becoming faster and faster and the rhythm of Al’s stroking speeding up.” “Sorry about that,” he came back on almost panting, but she held a tit up for me to suck and I wasn’t about to turn that down. Linda has the prettiest tits I’ve ever seen,” he said, “and she loves to have them sucked. “ I could almost see my wife smiling. He was right about that. “Now that I’ve got her all juicy, I’m going to fuck her again. She’s sitting on the couch – and is glad that it has a leatherette cover; this sweet pussy of hers is drooling almost as much as my cock. She has one leg up over the arm and the other is on the floor. I’ve pulled her over to the edge so that, kneeling, I can eat her first before I slide my dick into her completely and suck her tits at the same time I fuck her. She’ll have to start talking now, because I’m going to begin by sucking those sweet titties of hers before I eat her pussy, When she cums I’m going to ease my dick into her cunt.” There was a brief instant of quiet, then Linda’s voice came back on. “Isn’t this exciting,” she said almost in a gasp. “I wish you could see this. The head of Al’s cock is barely inside my pussy and I’m holding one breast up so he can suck it. A-h-h, he just went a little deeper, now he’s fucking me, very slowly, nice long strokes although he only has it in me a little way…..a-h-h-h, that’s better. Now he’s in me almost all the way.” “He’s fucking me, honey,” she whispered, “and it feels so g-o-o-d. I wish you were here to see him doing it to me. Each stroke pulls my pussy lips out, and then he pushes them back in with his dick. I remember how much you used to like seeing other men’s cocks doing that to me.” She was almost panting. “Oh, oh, oh,” she gasped, “He’s got it all in and it feels wonderful! Thank you, honey, for finding him and wanting me to fuck him. I’m going to let him screw me all day.” She needn’t have bothered with the last comment. I could hear the squishing, sounds and those that sounded like the striking of a cleaver against a side of meat as Al’s dick pistoned in and out of my wife. I could also hear the sucking sounds of his mouth against her breasts as he sucked her nipples while fucking her and fondling her pussy. That was a relatively new sensation for my wife. Only during her last lover’s enjoyment of her had she found out how erotic it was to have a man frig her clit as he fucked her, yet Al had found it immediately, much to Linda’s delight. The next thirty minutes were nothing more than the sounds of two people making love like they had never enjoyed it before. I heard Linda’s orgasmic gasps at least twice as the rhythm speeded up then slowed to the steady suctioning sound of his dick going in and out of her cunt. Just before the tape ended, Linda came back. “Oh, darling, just think of what this man is doing to me. He wants to come back again and do it some more next weekend. I’m going to invite him…..” Her gasp of delight and a groan from Al as he shot his load of cum into my wife ended the tape.