Unlocking My Private Locker: The Night I Shared My Wife and Fucked Her Curvy Friend
Deep in my private locker, this secret burns. I can’t hold it anymore. Friday evening. I walk in. My wife Martine chats with Isabelle, her curvy office mate. Coffee steams. I sit close, pour a cup. Martine asks straight: “Jacques, how’s Isabelle look?” Physically? Yeah. “Cute,” I say. She thinks she’s too fat. Big ass, she claims. I doubt it. She stands. Twirls. Faces me. Skirt hugs her. “Well?” Round cheeks. Appetizing. Not too much. She doubts me. Martine pushes: strip to panties. She hesitates. Drops the skirt. Turns. Full view. Plump, firm ass in tight fabric. Charming. I touch. Hand on cheek. No pull away. Stroke bolder. She backs into me. Arches. Martine winks. Go ahead. Slide under fabric. Soft skin. Knead deep. Pull panties mid-thigh. Spread cheeks. Dark ring winks. Finger presses. Legs part. Hand dives lower. Bush tickles. Pussy lips slick. Wet heat. Part them. Circle clit. Mouth on ass. Kiss flesh. Goosebumps rise. Finger her slow. Edge her close. Stop. Turn her. Auburn bush, short trim. Puffy mound. Thumbs spread. Glistening pink. Tongue dives. Lick folds. Suck clit. Probe hole. Salty sweet nectar. Hands grip my head. Legs quake. She howls. Floods my mouth. I swallow every drop.
Martine pulls me. Tongue-fucks my mouth. “My turn.” Sits edge of couch. Legs wide. Panties soaked. Rip them. Cock throbs free. Rub slit. Thrust deep. She screams. Pound hard. She cums fast. Locks legs. Milks me deep. Flows hot. Keep going. Second orgasm rips her. Isabelle watches. Fingers her pussy slow. Martine offers her spot. Isabelle on all fours. Ass up. Slide into her tight cunt. She purrs. Slow strokes. She bucks back. “Ah!” Faster. Near edge, slow. Thumb anus. Push in. She explodes. Squirms. Pull out. Gland at her virgin hole. “Gentle…” Inch by inch. She fingers clit. Balls brush her hand. Fully in. Slow pumps. She moans: “Love your cock in my ass!” Slam harder. Cheeks slap. She cums again. Anal clench triggers me. Pull out. Jets stripe her ass, back. White ropes glisten.
The Spark Ignites
Dinner out. Freshen up. Bump into Marc outside. My wife’s lover. Tall doc. Isabelle eyes him hungry. Dinner flirty. Legs cross, flash thighs. His place for coffee. She knows the cups. Hints she’s been here. Panic. Laughter. We explain: Marc fucks us both. Often. Her eyes light: “Lucky bitch!” Music. Coffee. Martine spills our earlier fuck. Marc’s hand on Isabelle’s thigh. She spreads. Grabs his bulge. Deep kiss. Strips her. Perky tits. Sucks nipples hard. Naked but stockings. Martine joins. Sucks tits too. Marc eats pussy. I eat Martine. Women moan symphony. Isabelle cums first. Marc fucks her. Two orgasms. She blows him. Martine rides me. Grinds wild. Cums. Blows me. Cum on tits. Marc unloads on her face, chest.
Stay the night. No sleep. Just more. Locker snaps shut. Lighter now. Secret shared. Thrill lingers.
