My Slut Wife
by Foxe-Male ©
"Remember last week, when you said that you would like me to have sex with another man? It really seemed to turn you on!" said my wife, Cyndie, as I was beginning to tickle her clit with my tongue. Her pussy was especially wet tonight as I raised my face and answered.
"You know the thought of it really turns me on and you seem to get a little more excited when we discuss such things," I responded as I went back to her hot spot.
"Do you really mean it? I mean you wouldn't mind if I --fucked-- another man?" she asked quite insistently. My cock stiffened with her use of the word fuck. It was a word that I didn't think was in her vocabulary.
"I think that if both of us wanted you to have sex with another man, both willing, with certain guidelines, then I wouldn't be the first one to complain. Yes, the thought of you --fucking-- another man." I had my finger on her clit and as I said fucking, it twitched and stiffened. "And I know that it interests you as well." It seemed like our discussion last week had an effect on Cyndie.
"You sure?" she continued. "I think that maybe I would like to try it, if you really do." she said quite sheepishly.
I took one big lick at her sodden crack, which almost filled my mouth with her wetness and raised my head and answered, "You know I would."