How many of your wife’s have been with a younger guy and what was the age difference?
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This is one of my fantasies. Seeing my wife fucking a young 18 year old boy.
Mine invited a 22 year old to meet us. That's a 26 year difference, he met us out and was a lovely guy. Good looking, very trendy and just a genuine sweet guy.
We took turns kissing her and started taking her clothes off. It was very hot us two clothed and my wife naked. We both quickly stripped and continued playing with her. His cock was a little smaller in length than mine but a lot thicker. This was his first time with an older lady so he was very excited. He was also very nervous, too nervous to get hard. He asked if he could watch us fuck.
We quickly put a sexy show on for him as he rubbed his cock in my wife's face. He was still struggling so I pulled out not finishing as I wanted her to be fresh for him. I new I made him nervous so I told them to go up to the bedroom.
I gave them five minutes then I creapt upstairs quietly. It definitely worked as he was banging her hard and fast. I found myself wanking outside my own bedroom.
The sounds, banging balls slapping and my wife's groans got really loud. I shot my load into my hand as I heard them start to cum.
I didn't want to put him off so I went into our bedroom next door. The noise stopped and I figured they were done. I went down for 3 beers but as I climbed the stairs again the banging started again.
This was at 1am, it continued on and of until 5.30 am. The stamina he had was unreal. Finally they went quiet. I entered the bedroom to find him grinning from ear to ear and her on her back covered in cum and sweat. Her eyes we're glazed and her checks flushed red. She was spent. I got into bed on the opposite side to him and we went to .......
I woke up about 4 hours later to more grunting and moaning. He'd certainly overcome his nerves. He was back on top ramming her again. She came again harder than ever and ended up begging him to stop. He didn't but came shortly after.
We made him a fry up after and he set off home. This was one of the best nights we've had and we're still friends with the guy. We never repeated this though as he settled down and got married.
We lived in a small subdivision in Southern Indiana outside of Louisville, Kentucky almost twenty years ago. Our neighbor had her hands full with her middle ......, who loved to flirt with any woman from a very early age, and he would become very graphic and handsy. We would all tease our friend that this kid would be a felon or a Hugh Hefner by the time he turned 18. As the boy aged, he was very good-looking and at 18, he stood 6'2" with a muscular body, dirty blonde wavy hair, and a five o'clock shadow along with his piercing blue eyes.
Two days before his birthday. Our neighbor and friend came over and said she had a HUGE favor to ask of me, and it was alright if I said no. She asked if I would invite Derrick over for the evening of his eighteenth birthday and let Derrick have his first piece of ass. At first, I laughed, not thinking this was real, but once I got over the shock, I told my friend it was something I would have to think about and talk over with my husband. I told our neighbor I was more than happy to throw the party, but that I could not make her any promises of anything more.
On Thursday, the day of Derrick's birthday, I baked a cake in the shape of a boob complete with nipple. My husband was agreeable with whatever I decided, but I still wasn't sure about anything other than the party. At the party, Derrick was putting it on hot and heavy. He pulled frosting off the cake on his finger and then pushed my top down to expose my left breast before he dabbed the frosting over my nipple. He then said this was the type of nipple he wanted and began licking and sucking on my nipple while playfully biting me causing my nipple to become fully engorged and sticking out of my shirt when he was done.
Well, long story short, that night, I allowed Derrick to do things to me that nobody had done before. He was an incredible and advanced lover. Derrick was 18 that day, and I was 46 years old and had a 25-year-old ....... But that year, our 18-year-old neighbor spent many hours at our house rocking my world. He was incredible and never not ready to go. He would get out of school and come directly to our house. I would answer the door, and he would be naked, carrying only his school backpack.
When I opened the door to this view, any willpower I had worked up was quickly gone. How could I ever resist this?
Two days before his birthday. Our neighbor and friend came over and said she had a HUGE favor to ask of me, and it was alright if I said no. She asked if I would invite Derrick over for the evening of his eighteenth birthday and let Derrick have his first piece of ass. At first, I laughed, not thinking this was real, but once I got over the shock, I told my friend it was something I would have to think about and talk over with my husband. I told our neighbor I was more than happy to throw the party, but that I could not make her any promises of anything more.
On Thursday, the day of Derrick's birthday, I baked a cake in the shape of a boob complete with nipple. My husband was agreeable with whatever I decided, but I still wasn't sure about anything other than the party. At the party, Derrick was putting it on hot and heavy. He pulled frosting off the cake on his finger and then pushed my top down to expose my left breast before he dabbed the frosting over my nipple. He then said this was the type of nipple he wanted and began licking and sucking on my nipple while playfully biting me causing my nipple to become fully engorged and sticking out of my shirt when he was done.
Well, long story short, that night, I allowed Derrick to do things to me that nobody had done before. He was an incredible and advanced lover. Derrick was 18 that day, and I was 46 years old and had a 25-year-old ....... But that year, our 18-year-old neighbor spent many hours at our house rocking my world. He was incredible and never not ready to go. He would get out of school and come directly to our house. I would answer the door, and he would be naked, carrying only his school backpack.
When I opened the door to this view, any willpower I had worked up was quickly gone. How could I ever resist this?
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