TITLE    : June Does The Photographer
STORYID  : june-does-the-photographer_2006
SUMMARY  : Wife finally enjoys her own "other man" fantasy.
AUTHOR   : Wolf Bennington@lit
DATE     : 2006-01-23
CATEGORY : loving-wives
FLAGS    : h
TAGS     : |none|


So, I've had this long running fantasy about seeing my wife fuck, or get fucked by, another man. I've always recognized that it was more about seeing her simply enjoy sex for the pure physical pleasure of it than about her actually enjoying another man. Before I get too far into the story I should tell you a little about us.



We're a happily married white couple... We've been married about fifteen years. I'm 46 and my wife, June, just turned 41. (This story actually starts a couple of weeks before her 41st birthday) Neither of us is a model, but neither of us is fat either. We've stayed in respectable shape, but both of us have a few pounds of comfortable padding that comes with fifteen years of marriage and two children. I'm five feet ten inches tall and weigh about 200 pounds. On the "private" side, I sport about seven inches of cock, and I keep things down there well trimmed. June's always been more inclined to give me head if there's less hair to worry about. June is five feet seven inches tall and about 180 pounds. Her ass is nicely rounded; her chest is a healthy C-cup and her legs are strong. She does a lot of physical activity every day at work so she's full figured but in shape at the same time. She keeps her honeypot trimmed short just for me because, like her, when I put my face down there I don't like to deal with a lot of hair.



As I started to say above, I've had this long running fantasy to see her take, or be taken by, another man. While June has admitted that this fantasy of mine is attractive to her, she's always insisted that it will never be more than a fantasy for two reasons: 1) she doesn't think married couples should ever "play" with others, and 2) she's convinced that no other man would find her as attractive as I do, or get excited by the prospect of experiencing her sexually.



Now I know the second part isn't true. I've caught far too many men staring at her tits or ass as she's walked by them. I've never complained. It turns me on to know that other men find my wife attractive. It's a pride thing I guess.



As a way of gaining the illusion of seeing June with another man we started to videotape ourselves in bed, setting the camera at different angles and focusing more on her than on me. Most of the tapes show her sucking me, riding me &#x2013; facing both directions &#x2013; or me on top of her. The whole idea of the tapes was to make ME look as generic as possible so that I could focus on seeing her with a cock that wasn't mine. It worked to some extent but we ran into the problem of not being able to move the camera. I was able to mitigate some of that by editing various tapes together, but in the end it was still not the same.



To my surprise June suggested that it might help if we found someone else to run the camera while we enjoyed ourselves. This surprised me A LOT. Then again, I knew she had always enjoyed the idea of being watched and I figured that having a cameraman there would raise her excitement levels. I'd be excited simply by the idea of another man seeing my wife naked, much less performing sexually, so I agreed. Our challenge was to find a photographer or videographer who would take the job and we could trust to be discreet. The second question was when to do it.



I began my search. June allowed me free reign to select someone with one agreement: she preferred a man to a woman. I was good with that. A woman photographer would not get me anywhere close to seeing my wife with another man. Not that I had any reasonable expectation of seeing her do anything with the photographer, but if it happened, then I wouldn't complain either.



After several weeks of checking out local ads and companies, I found a guy who was listed as working in the next county over. I contacted him to find out about cost, options, controls, etc and discovered that he was originally from our area. He had graduated from high school the same year as our daughter, gone away to college and gotten a degree in commercial photography. When he moved back he'd set up a studio in the neighboring county and had been enjoying a comfortable living ever since. Most of his work was glamour photo kind of stuff, but he had experience with personal nudes and had references for doing that type of work too. I got all the necessary information and discussed him with June. She seemed okay with it. As part of the discussion we decided to set things up not long after her birthday so that we could consider it, in part, a birthday celebration for her.



Before calling him back, June and I made the necessary arrangements to have our son babysat by our daughter and then we picked out a hotel in the local area where we could make our film. We didn't want to do it in our home only because we knew the photographer would need to bring lights and bags of equipment. A hotel room seemed more appropriate and accessible. We agreed on a hotel in his home county &#x2013; about forty minutes away from where we live. The date was set for about two weeks away and we were looking forward to it.



The next two weeks were quite enjoyable. June brought more energy to our bed than usual and she started pushing some limits she'd never approached before. When she gave me head, she sucked harder and deeper than she ever had and twice she got me right to the edge of cumming before she took me out of her mouth to stroke me off all over her chest. When she rode me she put a lot of energy into bouncing her ass up and down, slamming her full weight down onto every stroke of my cock. When she rode me "reverse rodeo" (facing my feet) she reached back to spread her ass cheeks, giving me a better view of her pussy as it clenched the length of my manhood up and down while she rode. When I came inside her, she didn't seem in as much of a hurry to clean up, as if she was enjoying the warm sticky cum as it flowed out of her. I wasn't complaining.



The day finally arrived and we both made ourselves as presentable as we could. She trimmed her pussy hair shorter than it's ever been and shaved parts of it off so that her patch looked neat and was barely noticeable. I shaved my balls and shaft, and trimmed the remaining pubic hair down as short as hers. I also shaved my face, trimmed my goatee and moustache and got a haircut. We dressed comfortably but took an overnight bag with us full of things we thought we might need. What we wanted to have taped &#x2013; a mixture of what I wanted to see and she wanted to see &#x2013; required that we take some things with us, so the overnight bag was essential.



Kissing the kids goodbye for the night we headed out. We got to the hotel about five and checked in. In the room we laid out a few things for later and then went out for dinner. The photographer wasn't supposed to meet us until 7:30 p.m. and we knew we couldn't just sit around the room waiting until then. We were both so turned on that we would have been all over each other long before then. We had to wait.



We made it a point to eat a light dinner. Neither of us wanted anything heavy in our stomachs to get shaken up later, and I took it as a good sign that she was worried about that. After dinner we found a mall to walk around some, window-shopping in a very distracted fashion. Both of us were thinking about the evening ahead more than anything we found in stores.



By 7:00 we were back at the hotel room. Both of us tended to the call of nature in the bathroom and then we started getting ready for the photographer to show up. I changed into a pair of black silk boxers. Simple but something June likes. For her part, June put on an outfit she rarely (if ever) wears: thigh high stockings, a garter belt, a silky all-but-see-through bra, a thong, and some low heels. Over that she put on a terri-cloth robe that was short enough to stop just below her ass. If she turned or bent at all the thong and her butt cheeks were easy to see. In fact, even with the robe on, the tops of her stockings stopped well below it and her creamy thighs were visible. I knew it turned her on to be dressed like that &#x2013; and we were both all too aware of how much of her body was being shown even with the robe on. I thought June was enjoying the idea of being exposed to the photographer and I knew that her excitement would grow as more and more of her body was shown.



At 7:20 there was a knock on our hotel room door and I asked June to answer it. She blushed slightly but then did as I asked. The look on her face when she opened the door was absolutely priceless and the sexual excitement that flushed through her was visible. The photographer was a boy &#x2013; well, once a boy, now a man &#x2013; named Brandon that she had met when she took our daughter for her senior pictures. I had heard several comments from June about how hot the boy was &#x2013; how well built &#x2013; how cute &#x2013; how much she regretted being old enough to be his mom... Four years later he was still just as good looking and, if anything, better built. But he was no longer a boy and although 22 isn't old, she couldn't say he was "jail bait" anymore.



The impact on her was exactly what I'd hoped it would be. I could see the wheels turning behind her eyes as she realized just how much of her body was going to be exposed; how much he would see and hear and videotape for us. Then I saw her start to wonder about whether or not he'd get turned on in the process, or if she'd be proven right and he wouldn't get excited at all seeing her body. She was so shocked and distracted that she didn't move or speak until he said, "Can I come in?"



"Of course," she stammered out as she stepped back. He picked up the bag of equipment he'd set down to knock and entered the room carrying two large bags, plus having one swung over his back. As he stepped past the threshold, June closed and locked the door behind him. I watched her as she watched him carry his stuff in, drop it near the desk and look around the room. With a quick glance at him I could see that he was thinking about such things as lighting, wall color &#x2013; and therefore reflectivity &#x2013; etc. I also saw him stealing glances at June's body every time his eyes swept past her. I'd swear he was enjoying seeing her thighs above the stockings, but maybe that was just me being hopeful.



Nodding his head as if to confirm some stray thought, Brandon began to unload his gear, setting up lights, and laying out power cords. As he did so, he talked to us, asking us some questions to clarify what we wanted and some other things. The questions were blatant and took June and I both by surprise. Addressed to June, some of those questions were:



"Will you be wearing everything you have on under the robe throughout the video? Or will you be shedding clothing in steps that I should be sure to photograph in stages?"



"So, you want close up video of him licking your pussy?"



"Do you want any still photos of his tongue inside you?"



"Do you want photos as well as video of you both in each position of intercourse?"



"Some women have a hard time getting all of their husband's equipment in their mouth and holding it there for photos. Do you want photos? Or just video during that segment?"



"Will there be any prelude video of you or your husband alone masturbating?"



Some of the questions he asked me were:



"Do you want still photos of complete penetration in every position?"



"How many times do you think you're going to cum tonight and will any of them be on her rather than in her?"



"Do you want photos of your cum on any special part of her body?"



"Do you want any video or photos of your cum flowing out of her?"



But the one thing that he said that I think took June most by surprise, and excited me most due to the possibility in it, was: "I've done some limited work like this in the past and experience shows that I will get quite excited in the process. Do either of you object to me exposing or touching myself?"



Looking over at June I could see in her eyes how excited she was just thinking about this hunk of a young man stroking his cock as a result of seeing / watching / photographing / videotaping us. Our eyes met and neither of us had any issues with him exposing or touching himself. I indicated as much.



"Just to be clear," he said very professionally, "you understand that I intend to get undressed as my excitement builds and that I may masturbate while videotaping until I've cum. And you're both okay with that?"



Once again, June and I looked at each other. I saw the excitement in her eyes as she considered watching this young stud stroke himself off. I looked back at him and said, "We're both perfectly fine with that." He nodded, did a few more things and then looked over at us.



"Okay, then," he said. "The video camera is ready to go and stationary for now. I'll move it around in between taking photos for you. Do you want to give me an idea of what you have planned? Or are you just going to get started and let things happen as they may?"



At that point June blushed a little because we had discussed how things would at least start off and it involved her alone on the bed. Her eyes dropped and I had to answer Brandon. "June's going to start off on the bed by herself," I explained. "She'll lose the robe before getting on the bed and then, once comfortable, she's going to give a short self-pleasure masturbation show while she removes a couple of things and then I'll join her. Does that work for you?"



Brandon chuckled. "A sexy woman giving me a show that you're paying me to watch and record... what part wouldn't work for me?" We both laughed together and even June smiled. "It's your show, guys," Brandon said. "I'm just here to help you keep the memories." With that he walked over to the video camera and stood behind it. Looking over the top of it at June, he said, "I'm ready whenever you are."



June turned to me and the nervousness was clear in the look on her face. I stepped in close to her to give her a hug and whispered in her ear. "I know you're excited and nervous all at the same time. Just get things started as we discussed and the excitement will outweigh the fear. I promise." With that I gave her a kiss on the neck, a small hot breath in her ear, and then stepped back.



I watched as she took a deep breath and then untied the robe, pulling it open, off her shoulders and handed it to me. In that moment my delicious wife exposed more of her body in a sexual way to another man (Brandon) than she ever had since before we got married. Sure, she had a few more pounds than your average 22-year-old woman, but she looked so overwhelmingly sexy to me right then. The heels weren't high, but they were just enough to accentuate her legs. The stockings stopped mid-thigh and the garters were stretching them taught. The thong wasn't all that wide in the front, but her pussy was so well trimmed that no pubic hairs could be seen. Her small tummy curved out just a touch above the garter belt, but her breasts curved out far more and were sitting high in the sheer bra. Her nipples were quite erect with her excitement and a half smile was on her face.



Stepping over to the bed, she climbed on it on her knees and got centered before stretching out and getting situated. On her side, facing the camera, one leg straight, the other bent slightly, her breasts pushed together by gravity and showing off substantial cleavage, she cocked one hand under her head and looked at Brandon. "I'm ready," she said throatily. His response was the simple push of a button and a little red light came on at the front of the camera above the lens. After he'd done that, he adjusted the focus, said, "Okay," and then stepped away from the video-camera to pick up his digital camera for still photos. And then the show began.



I have to compliment my wife: she overcame all insecurity and gave one hell of a show. She started off slowly sliding her hands up and down her body, looking back and forth between Brandon and I as she did so. When he started taking pictures though, and the flash distracted her, she closed her eyes to continue. Running her hands over her breasts, she cupped, caressed, gently squeezed and then tweaked her nipples. When they were about as hard as I've ever seen them she deftly unhooked the front clasp and let the bra fall open. Although she showed no signs of it, I knew that she was a nervous wreck, wondering what Brandon thought about her 41-year-old-two-children-later boobs. I looked at Brandon to see if he'd had any reaction and I have to compliment him on his professionalism. He didn't appear to have even noticed that June's chest was now exposed to his view. He seemed totally focused on camera angles, lighting, and capturing each moment.



With her bra thus opened, June continued to caress her chest for a short while, rubbing her legs together, up and down, back and forth as she did so. I knew her pussy had to be wet; what I didn't know was whether or not she could feel her slick pussy lips sliding against each other as she moved her legs. It didn't matter for very long. Rolling over and up onto her knees, my beloved arched her back as she reached her arms back and shook off the bra. Her breasts were beautiful and her nipples looked rock hard as Brandon's flash caught a perfect profile shot.



Leaning forward again, with her delectable ass pointed at the video camera, June lowered her top half down so that her chest was lying on the bed. Her derriere, framed by the garters and stockings, was spread just enough to show the thong strap. As I was looking at that I saw movement farther down and realized that she had reached between her legs with both hands and was now playing with the crotch of her thong. At that moment, Brandon actually knelt down at the foot of the bed, positioned under the video camera, and leaned on the bed to get his camera in the proper position. The flash popped just as June's fingers ran over the clearly visible wet spot in the crotch of her thong.



Four flashes later saw the crotch pulled aside to bare her wetness for our view, and another three flashes after that saw her right middle finger slick with her own juice. After that bit of a tease she rolled back over onto her back, put her legs together and pulled her knees up to her chest. Hooking her thumbs in the thong she pushed them down her legs, over her knees and down off her ankles. I knew she wouldn't be so brazen as to then spread her thighs wide to show off her pussy... but I was wrong.



She'd gotten into the moment much more than I'd realized. Once the thong had cleared her feet and she tossed it aside, she immediately &#x2013; though slowly &#x2013; spread her thighs so show off her neatly trimmed and dripping wet sex. With her left hand reached under her left thigh and pulling to help spread herself open, she reached her right hand down, running her middle finger up and down her sexual cleft. Her outer lips were bright red with excitement and her inner lips were as swollen as they usually are after a good fucking. The fact that they were that swollen before she'd even been fingered hard was a sign of her level of excitement.



Her eyes were still closed, but I knew she could see the flashes through her lids. It seemed like Brandon was taking a lot of pictures during her show, but I wasn't complaining. In fact, I was looking forward to sitting with my wife in Brandon's studio reviewing the proofs so we could order our photo package after the fact. In the meantime I realized that my cock was rock hard &#x2013; and a glance at Brandon showed a bulge in his jeans as well &#x2013; and I was freely oozing precum.



On the bed, June looked up at the video camera with open eyes, used both hands to spread her sex wide open, and then dipped two fingers of her right hand in knuckle deep. A slight stirring motion followed and then she pulled them back out. Using those two shiny slick fingers, she beckoned me onto the bed. I wasn't about to argue. That was Brandon's hint to put down the camera and pick up the video-camera.

<hr pg="2" />As I knelt onto the bed and began to lower my head toward June's delicious smelling pussy, she fed me those two slick fingers. Brandon had picked up the video-camera and was positioned to the side of us so that he could easily capture my mouth sucking her pussy juice off her fingers. It was quite an erotic moment &#x2013; but not quite as erotic as when, moments later, I lowered my face to her still wide-spread sex and stuck my tongue as deeply into her as I could get it.



The next hour passed in a blur. I ate June through one orgasm, and then, surprisingly, through another. After that, she boldly pushed me onto my back and sucked my hard length. Her energy and motivation were impressive and higher than I'd ever before experienced. I couldn't help but think that she was either showing off for the camera, or for Brandon, or both, but I enjoyed it just the same. When he came in close with the still camera, she took my cock deeper in her throat than she ever had before, and held it there until his camera and flashed twice. When she popped up off my hardness she took a deep breath, smiled at me, and then did it again.



While she was sucking my cock, I saw Brandon beginning to undress. He wasn't shy and stripped naked behind June's back so that she couldn't see what was going on. When he finally got where she could see him, she popped off my dick in surprise. He was a well-built fellow, but she knew that. What she didn't know was that he was sporting a cock noticeably larger than mine &#x2013; and that it was pointing at the ceiling with that shiny spot on the end indicating smeered precum. From that point on, in between pictures and handling the video camera, Brandon would absent-mindedly stroke his length, sometimes cupping his heavy balls, and sometimes squeezing out a flow of precum.



We made love (or fucked if you prefer that term) in a collection of positions. Some were for our enjoyment and some were just for the video. She rode me facing both ways. I got on top of her with her feet up on my shoulders and with her legs relaxed. I bent her over a stack of pillows and pounded into her pussy from behind (that was pure fucking). I took her from behind as she stood in front of the mirror, bent over the dresser with her hands flat on the polished wood. We looked at each other in the mirror as I held her hips and rocked into her as fast and deep as I could. Several times I caught her looking at Brandon's hard cock while I was pumping inside of her. That just turned me on more.



She came a couple more times &#x2013; once as a result of my stroking and once as a result of her fingers rubbing her clit as I stroked between her spread thighs. I came once all over her pussy &#x2013; which Brandon made sure to get several pictures of &#x2013; and once deep inside her &#x2013; which Brandon photographed flowing out of her now-well-fucked pussy.



It was only after the fact, when we were catching our breath, that I considered how many times Brandon had told me to, "Make room," so that he could get the camera in between June's legs, within two feet of her sex, taking the most intimate pictures imaginable. Oddly enough, after June and I had finished and were catching our breath was when the most exciting part of the evening started for me.



It was still early &#x2013; I guess around 8:30 or 8:45 and I had the natural urge to pee as I lay there recovering. Excusing myself I went into the bathroom and closed the door. I heard Brandon and June talking, but couldn't make out what they were saying. Then the talking stopped just before I flushed. Stepping back out of the bathroom I was taken completely by surprise at the site of my wife sitting on the edge of the bed, Brandon standing between her spread legs, his hands on her head, her hands on his ass, and his cock deep in her mouth. It was obvious that he was cumming in her mouth and I felt a brief pang of jealousy because she'd never let me do that. Still, I knew how excited she was; how attractive she found Brandon to be; and I suspected that she'd been hungry for this hung young stud since she'd seen him at the hotel room door.



After a moment or two Brandon relaxed his grip on June's head... and she relaxed her hold on his ass... and his still hard cock popped out of her sucking mouth. The fact that his manhood was still erect, and shiny with her saliva, I think turned my wife on even more. I'm 46 and I tend to soften relatively quickly after I've cum. Brandon's erection didn't soften even a little bit and my beloved sexy wife was left sitting on the edge of the bed, having just swallowed (apparently) a load of this young man's hot cum, and yet she was still holding a hard cock that needed attention... or use.



With one hand stroking his slippery length, and her other hand cupping and massaging his sagging balls, June looked over her shoulder at me. In her eyes were question I'd been waiting to see or hear for years: "Can I keep playing with this? Are there limits? You've always wanted to see me fuck another man; how about this one?"



I wasn't sure which question I was answering, nor did I care. I nodded my head with a smile on my face and left her to her own devices. She wasn't playing around and I was quite happy to see her being so bold.



Looking back to Brandon, up at his still-glazed-with-pleasure eyes, she held onto his length as she scooted back onto the bed, laid down and pulled him down with her. It was a comment on how exciting I found this scene that my own cock began to rise again so quickly. June pulled Brandon straight between her wide-and-high-spread thighs, guiding his throbbing stick straight to her cum-slick pussy.



I had convinced myself years before that I'd never see my wife's sex being stretched or penetrated by another man's cock, but here it was happening right before my eyes. I was in a trance for about five seconds as Brandon sank his hardness into June... and then I blinked, grabbed his camera and began shooting still shots. The video camera was still running and I was careful not to block its view of the bed. I wasn't about to pick it up to try and get all the good views that Brandon did, but I did my best to replace that by taking as many still photos as I could from every angle that would help us remember the event for years to come.



Brandon, although young, proved able. He brought June to another orgasm as he stroked in and out of her, and then he pulled her over so that she could ride him for a bit. She did so with glee. Once again, her energy and motivation were awe inspiring &#x2013; and the combination turned me on to no end. I watched for a good ten minutes while she rocked her hips back and forth or humped them up and down. Brandon's length slid smoothly in and out of her sopping sex while her hands stayed busy going back and forth between her clit in front, or reaching back to caress his balls. Then he made a request that I'd sometimes made at home: "Turn around so I can see your ass work while you ride me." With a devilish grin my wife did exactly that.



By the time she was riding him, facing his feet, one hand on her clit and the other on his balls, I was once again rock hard. June saw this and smiled. She knew that as much as she was enjoying taking this young man's equipment, I was enjoying at least as much if not more.



When she finally began to tire of riding him, she rolled off and laid down on her stomach. Brandon didn't hesitate in getting behind her... pulling her to the edge of the bed so that she was basically in a doggy style position, but not on her hands and knees. Instead she was essentially hanging off the edge of the bed with her butt up in the air. Holding her in place with his powerful arms, Brandon slid the full length of his cock into her from behind and immediately began a hard fast pumping motion. With every stroke in I could see his balls slapping June's pussy lips. And with every stroke out, his shiny length was exposed all the way to his bulbous head.



I've never seen my wife orgasm purely from a pussy pounding before, but she did that evening. It was another ten minutes before Brandon reached his second orgasm, jetting torrents of hot sticky cum as deep into my wife as he could get his cock to reach. I dare say that was a little bit deeper than I've ever cum into her before.



Ever thinking of me, as she felt Brandon start to cum, she told me all about it in a guttural heavy breathing voice. "Oh, God, baby... I can feel him swelling bigger... oh, he's going to cum in me... deep in my pussy... uhh, uhh, uhh... I can feel it pulsing... mmmm... I can feel his cock throbbing... it's so hot... mmm... he's cumming in me, baby..."



I don't know what turned me on more: hearing it or watching his hips twitch as his cock twitched deep in my wife's sex. I know that I was glad she was enjoying making my fantasy come true as much as I was.



When his orgasm had passed, Brandon pulled his now-softening slick length out of June's sloppy stretched out sex, and I was quick enough to get a few pictures of his thick load as it spilled out of her to run down her thighs and onto the hotel room carpet.



Looking over her shoulder at my bobbing dick, June ignored the mess between her legs and turned to sit up on the edge of the bed. "Give the camera to Brandon and come here," she said with a grin. I knew what she had in mind and obeyed immediately. Just as Brandon had done before, I stepped in between my wife's spread legs, put my hands on her head, felt hers on my ass, and fed her my cock. Her oral manipulations were delicious as she sucked in my entire length and then worked her throat on the head of my manhood. Within just a few minutes I was ready to cum again and I said as much &#x2013; out of habit to let her take me out of her mouth. To my delight, she just pulled my ass harder to force my cock as deep into her mouth as it would go and she kept sucking.



Out of the corner of my eye I saw Brandon with camera in hand, focused and aimed at June's face as her lips locked around my cock and I began to cum. I closed my eyes but could still see the flash of each picture as my cock shot hot cum onto my wife's tongue, down the back of her throat, and then, as she pulled me out, onto her cheeks, chin and chest. She didn't stop stroking my cock until she could no longer milk out another drop. With a smile she looked up at me and told me she loved me. I smiled down at her, caressed her sticky cheeks, assured her that I loved her too and then nearly collapsed beside her on the bed.



Brandon asked if we minded if he took a shower before getting dressed and packing up. We told him to have at it. As he showered we snuggled on the bed and held a brief whispered conversation about the evening's events. June thanked me, and then smacked me, for surprising her with Brandon as the photographer. She also thanked me for allowing her to make a fantasy come true. I thanked her for making my fantasy come true. I thanked her for letting go of so many of her inhibitions and just enjoying the evening. We agreed that it would probably never happen again, but that we'd enjoy the video and photos for years to come. June jokingly said that she hoped she could get through the session of examining the proofs without attacking Brandon, but my response was that if she wanted to, she certainly should.



When Brandon got out of the shower he got dressed and packed up his equipment. We never moved, but instead simply laid on the bed snuggling, naked. After all, what was there to hide? After he'd gone, we got up, relocked the door, and took a shower together. I very carefully washed my wife's body, cleansing her of any signs of the gratuitous sex we'd both just enjoyed so much. We counted how many times she'd made us cum and she reacted with surprise when she realized that she'd swallowed two loads of cum, taken two inside her and had one squirted all over her pussy. It was at that same point that she fully realized she'd lost count of her orgasms but had fucked another man for the first time in almost twenty years.



Back in the bed, again naked and snuggling, we whispered our love for each other and fell asleep close together. In the morning we enjoyed a long slow love making session before showering again and dressing for home. In my mind it was probably the best birthday celebration I'd ever put together for her... but I'd have to try to outdo it sometime in the future. 

