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Ice Cream, You Scream
by Anonymous (no address provided)
***
Wife and her girlfriend come up with a scheme to get
her husband into giving her head. (MF, FF, oral)
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My name is Maureen, and I'm taking the time to write
this to help out other women who might have the same
problem as me. My dilemma was simple. I married a
wonderful, secure, attractive man, whom I adore. I
also adore having my pussy eaten, and unfortunately,
my husband, who not normally a picky eater, stops one
step short of hair pie.
No matter how I cleansed myself or how much I would
suck his cock, he would simply and without further
discussion refuse to slide his tongue into my love
nest. I have a very good girlfriend who loves to give
me excellent head, although I do not consider myself a
lesbian and have never gone down on her.
One day, while she was munching away between my
thighs, I let it slip that Ken, my husband, had never
experimented with oral sex on me. Debbie was aghast,
and she told me she would help me formulate a plan to
remedy the situation.
Debbie is a foxy, horny 24-year-old with an incredible
chest measurement of 42C. She told me that she would
see if she could seduce my husband into eating her
out, and if she could, then we would know that it is
not oral sex itself that Ken objects to, but me. We
set it up so that Debbie would come over one day after
I had left for an evening class that I attend. She
tried to get me to peek through a window at the
action, but I felt that I might get, jealous and try
to break it up if it got too steamy.
Actually, I was pretty sure that Debbie would not get
her pussy eaten that night. We came to an
understanding that if she did get my husband and
herself too horny, they could fuck, but I didn't want
to hear about it from anyone except Ken.
The following is Debbie's version of what transpired.
I left for my class at 6:45 P.M. after kissing Ken
good-night. Debbie rand the bell at about 8:30,
innocently looking for me. Ken explained that I was
out for the evening, but invited her in to watch a
football game. Debbie, naturally, agreed to stay, and
they both settled on the sofa to watch.
About halfway through the first quarter, Debbie let
out an anguished moan and started to rub her left tit
through her blouse and bra. Apologizing, she started
to leave the room. Ken asked what was wrong and she
relayed a made-up story about a breast aneurysm that
could occasionally be painful. She told him that she
would have to massage it for about half an hour before
the pain would subside. Ken told her to relax, that he
was super-happily married and that she could probably
stay in the same room and massage it without fear of
being attacked by him.
She asked if he was really under control, because she
would like to remove her bra and blouse if it was
safe. He told her to go ahead. His dick started to get
hard as he watched her, out of the corner of his eye,
strip off her top and massage herself. Debbie's nipple
became erect, and she occasionally stopped to tug at
it in a casual, relaxed manner.
At the end of the first quarter, their conversation
had resumed and Debbie decided to make a move. She
told Ken that her hand was getting tired, but there
was still a little pain, and asked if he could rub her
breast without getting too horny. Without hesitation,
ken moved over, reached around her, and began rubbing.
She protested at first, saying that he wasn't doing it
correctly. Debbie explained that she could demonstrate
the proper technique on his dick, and had it out of
his pants in under ten seconds.
Ken did protest at first, but one of her gentle penis
pulls silenced him immediately. Before too long Debbie
was sucking all eight inches of Ken's dick, and he was
lying back, moaning. She casually removed her skirt
and slip, leaving her vital opening still covered by
panty hose and panties. Ken, who is no great master of
control, was about to come and told her so, so she
stopped immediately, leaving him one second short of
an orgasm. She directed him to lie on the couch face
up as she lay down on top of him.
First she slid her nylon-covered thighs on each side
of Ken's penis, contracting her legs around it. Ken
moaned that the nylon felt incredible around his dick.
She wriggled down his body until her breasts were on
both sides of his fully erect member, and finally
moved further down for more oral activity.
By this time, Ken was facing a panty-hosed, panty-
covered cunt directly in his face. Probably out of
instinct more than anything else, Ken's tongue darted
out and began licking the cotton crotch between
Debbie's legs.
In his ecstasy, Ken told her that he was very
inexperienced at oral sex, but had eaten out his
secretary a few times. I had to force this information
out of Debbie, but it didn't bother me as much as I
thought it would. Debbie asked him to go down on her,
but he hesitated and got up from the couch. As he
walked down the hall, Debbie figured that that was the
end of their session.
To her surprise, Ken returned minutes later with a
towel, ice cream, chocolate syrup, and bananas. He
spread the towel out on the couch as he explained to
her that the best way to eat cunt is in a "pussy
sundae." He proceeded to make an ice cream confection
in her vagina and ate it all, thoroughly licking the
"dish" clean.
Debbie refused to tell me much more after that,
leaving me to believe that they probably ended up
fucking. But even that didn't make me jealous,
probably because I was coming when she relayed the
information to me. Debbie told me the entire story
while she was making and eating her own pussy sundae,
with me as the dish.
The next step was to somehow convince Ken to use me
for a pussy sundae without letting on that I had set
him up with Debbie. I let a week pass, and then put my
new plan into action. When Ken came home from work, I
told him that I didn't feel quite right and my pussy
had been itching terribly all day. I told him that I
had called a girlfriend who had recommended rubbing
butter on it, and I asked him if he would like to be
the one doing the rubbing.
He readily agreed, and in no time I was down on the
bed, his hard fingers spreading the butter all over
me. After a few minutes, I told him that I was feeling
a little bit better but thought that peanut better
would help more, due to its thicker consistency. He
not only brought back a jar of peanut butter, he also
brought a jar of strawberry jam. Ken turned me into a
delicious peanut butter, jelly, and vagina sandwich.
I was in total ecstasy, and since then I have
experienced the joy of acting as a dish for a sundae,
spaghetti, salad, and corn-on-the-cob.
END
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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