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Subject: Nasty Wives - Hazel - Part 1
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NW5 - Hazel Part 1 (MMF-Wife)
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THE DARK WANDERER
presents
~ NASTY WIVES ~
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"HAZEL - Part 1"
My story is about me watching my wife and a young lad having it off
together. Up until that time, the thought of Hazel going with someone
else had never entered my mind. It started one Thursday night - we
were having a good session in bed and I had just given Hazel a good
fucking when she said 'Would you like to see me being fucked by
somebody else, somebody like young Mike?'
Now Mike's a hunk of a young lad, he's 19 and we always see him at
the station in the mornings, while waiting for our train to arrive. I
knew he fancied Hazel as well as I often caught him eyeing her up. I
told her, in the heat of the moment, that I would.
Hazel pulled me down so my head was resting between her legs and it
was obvious she wanted me to give her her favourite method of sex. My
tongue was licking away at her sticky gash and I soon had her moaning
and writhing as my tongue curled around her erect clit. She started
to stream love juices and managed to gasp 'How about tomorrow? We can
do it on the train. Wouldn't that be a lovely way to start the day?'
I mumbled through a mouthful of pussy hair that I would love to see
him fucking her and she came off with a shudder, lifting her hips and
forcing my face deep into her oozing gash.
We lay talking about it afterwards and I decided that I wasn't that
keen on letting Mike have her but she was determined, finally talking
me round. I lay for a long time with a raging hard-on and finally
tossed myself off with the thought of seeing young Mike humping
between my wife's strong thighs.
Next morning, I watched as she put on her sexy gear; a red basque
with frilly black lace trimming, red stockings and a tiny pair of
black briefs. She wore a white see-through blouse and a knee-length
straight skirt. Topping it all off was a horny-looking pair of black
stiletto shoes. I got so turned on by it all that I had to toss
myself off while she sat doing her make-up. I begged her not to go
through with it but she told me not to be such an old fuddy-duddy
because it was time we added a bit of spice to our marriage. 'Anyway
he might not be interested in me.' she said.
I knew that the chance of him turning down such a sexy woman as Hazel
was very remote but I agreed to let her go ahead and not interfere.
She put the toe of her shoe under my prick as I wanked and rubbed it
against my knob-end. I came instantly, my spunk dribbling out onto
her shoe. I gasped like a landed fish as she held my softening prick
on the heel of her shoe. She had a look on her face that said, 'I've
got you just where I want you' as I stuffed my prick back into my pants.
Our train normally stops for 15 minutes and is always empty until the
next stop which is about ten minutes away. We sat down and waited for
Mike to arrive. Eventually he came sauntering down the platform,
boarded the train and sat next to us. Hazel smiled at him and then
crossed her legs, making sure her skirt rode up to expose the tops of
her stockings. Mike blatantly looked at her legs and she started
talking to him as she deliberately edged closer. Then she placed her
hand on his thigh and rubbed it gently. He looked at me dumbfounded
as her hand went between his legs.
I was just as excited as they were and urged him to kiss her, which
he did, pushing his hand up her skirt. Hazel heaved as he pushed his
fingers into her sopping pussy. She had her arm around his neck and
her other hand was around a very prominent bulge in his trousers.
Her tiny briefs were soon down around her ankles and her blouse was
open. I watched as his mouth closed around an upturned nipple. Hazel
clutched his head to her breasts and lay back on the seat. Her other
hand was busy with his trousers and she soon had him undone. His cock
sprang out and I stared in disbelief at its size. It was thicker than
my wrist and about 9" long. A deep purple knob just poked out from
beneath his foreskin. Hazel's hand wrapped around it and I heard her
gasp with wonderment as her fingers worked their way along its
length. I wasn't surprised at her pleasure as my own prick is only
about 5" long and very slim. Mike was like a giant compared to me.
Her fingers went around him and she eased the foreskin back. The huge
dome seemed to push out and swell up and my eyes were glued to his
cock as she wanked it. Hazel leaned back and pulled him between her
legs and I saw that huge, purple cock squeeze between her pussy lips.
They seemed to open up and engulf the sticky wet knob. Her legs came
up around his waist and I knelt on the floor, as close as I could to
them, and watched as his knob disappeared into her body. Hazel
squealed as more of his thick shaft went in and her pussy stretched
to take his massive cock. From her sobs and moans, I knew she was
loving it all and his great hairy balls were now slapping against her
bum as he thrust slowly in and out.
I couldn't tear my eyes away as she bucked and he lifted her legs up
over his shoulders. She writhed and I could hear her whimpering. I
looked up as the guard walked past on the platform. I looked out of
the window, making sure nobody was going to surprise us and then got
my prick out and started to wank. I had to keep stopping or I would
have come all over the floor. Mike was still fucking steadily as the
train started up. He had marvellous control because if it had been
me, I would have come a long time ago. The look of bliss on Hazel's
face said more than a thousand words could have. Mike's thrusts
became longer as he rocked to and fro. Hazel was panting hard and
then she groaned loudly and shook as she finally came. Mike was still
thrusting away like a huge piston and I was getting worried as we
were approaching the next stop.
Hazel clutched at him, whinneying like a mare as she orgasmed once
more and he was now giving her short, sharp strokes. Her legs splayed
wide as he pounded into her and then he came, his arse twitching and
jerking as he unloaded his spunk deep into her belly. Hazel was
crying, holding him close, not wanting to let him go. I told them
they'd better get up and start getting dressed. After a while they
began to take notice of me, had a long lingering kiss and then
hurriedly dressed just as we pulled into the station.
We got together many, many times after that. I'll tell you about more
of our erotic experiences next time.
(End of Part 1)
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