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Subject: NW105 - Patsy's Monster Bite (MMF-Wife)
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PATSY'S MONSTER BITE


It all started when my wife Patsy and I had been out for a meal one
evening, and as usual we both had too much to drink. Drink always
makes my wife horny. She even had my cock out under the table in the
restaurant... and that was after only one glass of wine! She never
wears any knickers when we go out to dinner, so it makes it easy for
me to shove my fingers up her crutch, between her stocking tops, it
is generally sopping wet.

On one occasion she nearly had an orgasm when I was rubbing her wet
pussy with my fingers. but that's another story.

When we got home I opened the door, and within seconds of it
closing, she was down on her hands and knees sucking my tool for all
it was worth. I love it when she' s like this, she is as kinky as
hell.

After sucking the juice out of me, we went upstairs. Patsy bent over
the end of the bed, skirt up around her waist, showing a gorgeous
pair ot legs draped in dark silky stockings, leading up to the white
cheeks of her bottom, with a juiced up hairy love hole between them.
I rammed my stiff cock straight up her, hearing her groan as it slid
right in. She caressed my balls in her soft hands while I was
screwing her, and she said, "I wish you had two cocks, so I could
suck one at the front while the other one was fucking me from
behind."

I had actually thought of the idea some months ago, but didn't think
she would be interested so I never mentioned it, but now it was her
idea. I said, "We could advertise for another cock," and she said,
"That's a brilliant idea."

I knew it was just the drink talking and in the morning, on sobering
up, she would deny all those dirty thoughts. Sure enough I was
right.

A few months later, I went into a gents toilet and noticed there was
a hole in the wall of the cubicle. I decided to take a peep, and on
doing so I saw a guy with what I thought was a thick piece of rope.
I then realised it was his cock and he was wanking himself silly
looking at a porn magazine.It made me feel quite horny just watching
him.

He caught me looking at him through the hole, so I turned away. The
next thing I knew was a piece of paper coming through the hole. I
thought he was blocking up the hole so I couldn't watch, but it came
right through and I noticed it was a note with a message on it
asking what I was into. So I scribbled on the piece of paper that I
liked poking females, and pushed it back through. It came back with
another message saying, 'So do I, do you know where there is a
female I can poke?', and I thought, yes, my wife!

I said I would meet him outside the cubicle and discuss the matter
further. We set out a plan which I thought would benefit us both,
and the first part of the plan was for him to telephone me at home
on Friday evening at eight.

I was feeling more horny than usual waiting for Friday, and for that
call. Then came the big day. I finished work early, got home and
showered. Patsy and I had tea and settled down to watch TV. Bang on
8pm the telephone rang, Patsy answered it, and shouted, "Mark it's
for you, it's Jonathan."

I had forgotten to ask his name, so I hoped this was him, and went
to the telephone. Sure enough it was, and we arranged to meet at our
local at 9.30pm. I told Patsy that Jonathan was an old work mate who
lived in Manchester and was in Coventry on business. and asked if he
could stay the night. It wasn't unusual for people to stay over. but
it was normally couples who were friends we had been out with the
same evening.

Patsy said she would make up the spare bed. We went to the local at
about 9.15 pm. Jonathan was already there, sitting in a corner of
the lounge. We went over and I introduced Patsy to Jonathan, and
then walked over to the bar to get us all a drink, making it a
double brandy and Babycham for Patsy, which made her very happy!

She was getting on very well with Jonathan. After about an hour. we
decided to make tracks for home, which was only a short walk away.
When we arrived home, Patsy showed Jonathan his room and they came
back down into the lounge, where I had poured us all another drink.
I noticed Jonathan couldn't take his eyes off Patsy's legs and
cleavage, which she was showing quite a lot of. She even gave him a
flash of her knickers. giving Jonathan's cock something to think
about I'm sure, judging by the bulge which was starting to appear in
his trousers.

After a couple of drinks and general chatting it was nearly
midnight, so I said we had better turn in. Patsy and I got
undressed, and I got into bed, while Patsy went to the loo, me
saying I would go later. A few minutes passed, and Patsy came to
bed, telling me she had just walked into the loo and had seen
Jonathan having a pee. She said to me, a little sheepishly, "He's
got a massive cock; it looks like a snake."

Jokingly I said, "Did you suck it?" She replied, "No but I would
have liked to." She got into bed and switched the light off. Before
I knew what was happening, she was down on me sucking me like a
vacuum cleaner, with her big, black, hairy cunt dripping with juice.
I knew she was wanting a real good shagging, and that's what she was
going to get.

I turned her on her back and shoved my tongue up her cunt hole,
slowly licking her clit. I knew she was ready for coming, but I made
an excuse to go to the loo. She wasn't very happy. I said I would
only be a few seconds. I went and got Jonathan, whose cock was
standing up like a flag pole, and was just as thick and long. We
went back to the bedroom, which was quite dark, and I laid on the
floor hiding while Jonathan went between Patsy's legs. She thought
it was me, until he got on top of her and forced his meat up her
slit.

I heard her scream out with pleasure, and said, "Oh Mark you are
feeling very, very, big tonight, darling!" And, as Jonathan took
every stroke, Patsy shouted and moaned. "Harder. fuck me harder!"
When she said that, it juiced my cock up so much, I nearly came.

Then Jonathan said, "Here you are Patsy, here' s the full length,"
and Patsy groaned even more as Jonathan's arse went like a fiddler's
elbow. Patsy was shouting, "Harder, harder! " She was panting as
this man screwed her into the bed. I realised, by this time, that
she waS having one hell of an orgasm.

After she had regained her senses, Jonathan removed his weapon from
Patsy's dripping wet pussy. Patsy's croaking voice said, "Please
fuck me from both ends, now, but switch the lights on so I can
watch."

I turned the lights on, and Patsy said. "What a size. no wonder it
took my breath away."

Patsy turned on all fours; she wanted it doggy style with Jonathan
at the front in her mouth, while I shafted her from behind, slopping
in and out of the juice. I could see Patsy trying to devour
Jonathan's cock, which must have been all of 12 inches. It didn't
matter how hard she tried she couldn't get it all in her mouth.

She was biting it, sucking it, wanking it, and eating his balls.
What a feast she was having. She was getting what she had requested
many times before.

Then I heard Jonathan start to groan, and I saw Patsy's mouth fill
up. The cream was running down her chin onto her tits... it was a
wonderful sight to watch my own wife still sucking his cock trying
not to waste any of the spunk.

At the sight of that I started to come myself, Patsy's head was
bobbing up and down like a cork on Jonathan's cock, and her arse was
going ten to the dozen, with my balls banging against the cheeks of
her milky white buttocks. I lost my breath as the spunk surged out,
and I felt my stomach twist. I shouted for Patsy to stop, but would
she hell, she was draining my cock while still hanging on to
Jonathan's cock helmet.

After all the bonking we all slumped together, both Jonathan and
myself cuddling into Patsy. Jonathan was behind her and his shaft
was still up Patsy's cunt. We all fell off to sleep. The following
morning, Patsy and I woke up at 10.15am to the smell of sex and
juice. Jonathan, though, was gone!

He had left a note to say that it was the best night he had ever
had, and hoped we could do the same again sometime in the future.
After Patsy had read his note, she said to me, "I always wanted two
men at the same time, but I wanted you to make the first move in
case you thought I didn't love you. Now it makes me love you even
more, to think you will do anything to please and surprise me. I
wished we had done it sooner!"

"So do I," I said. I will be getting in touch with Jonathan again
shortly, as Patsy's birthday will be in three weeks time and I want
to give her a big present she will never forget.