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My Wife's Boyfriend (Audio Script)
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A couple is enjoying an intimate evening in, when they are suddenly interrupted… by the woman’s husband. An arranged evening full of passion ensues. In this audio porn, a man walks in on his wife and her boyfriend having sex in their kitchen and decides to join them for her first DP experience.
Original fiction. Characters and events are invented.
Edited by: Huangguo Drama · Updated:
Stories
“Can you pass me the salad bowl?”
“Uh - yeah. Here you go.
”
“Thanks”
I take the now-empty salad bowl and place it in the dishwasher.
“Thanks for dinner tonight.
”
“I told you.
Home date nights are where it’s at.
”
“Yeah…
”
“A good home cooked meal beats an overpriced morsel on a tiny dish any day of the week.”
“There was more than a morsel!”
“But it was overpriced.
”
“Okay. I can’t argue with you on that.”
You hand me our mugs and wine glasses, and I roll the shelves back into the dishwasher.
Don’t get me wrong. I love going out for date night, but this?
This is nice…just us. Staying in with a homecooked meal.
Making something we both know we’ll enjoy and we can just cuddle up on the couch straight after.
No getting stuck in gridlock traffic and missing our reservation, like when we tried with that sushi restaurant last week.
You’re a homebody, through and through.
You’re more than happy to keep things simple and I really love that about you.
Especially in the colder months.
You grow out your stubble into a well-trimmed beard and fish out the cozy sweaters and plaid shirts the second the leaves start to change color.
I like to tease you about it, telling everyone you’re going into hibernation with the way you hunker down for the winter.
I feel your hands slide around my waist, and you wrap your arms around me from behind.
Hmm…this is nice.
I relax against you, letting myself sink back against your chest, letting your warmth envelope me.
Your lips trace over my skin, pressing kisses from my temple, down my cheek, my neck…and along my shoulder.
“Hmm…”
“Leave them…”
“You know what I’m like with leaving dishes.”
“Oh, I’m sure leaving a few plates in the sink will be just fine…”
You cup my jaw and tilt my chin up, capturing my lips in a sweet, heated kiss.
“Someone’s touchy-feely tonight…”
“Physical touch is my love language, what can I say?”
“Okay, loverboy. Dishes, then fun. Deal?”
“Ookkaaayyy…”
I bend over, pressing my ass against your hips as I close the door to the dishwasher and set it on its wash cycle.
Not deliberate at all, of course.
Your hands skim over my hips.
“Hmm, nice view.
”
“Oh?”
“What? I’m just admiring your…exceptional organizing.”
I turn around and match the mischievous glint in your eyes with my own, sliding my hands up your plaid shirt and over your shoulders.
“Really.”
“Oh yeah, it was…really educational.”
You snake your arms around my waist, pulling me against you.
You smell so good.
You’ve brought out your fancy cologne for tonight, I see.
I love this. Just having these playful little moments together.
To me, it’s these little things that make what we have so much more special.
You flash me that boyish grin and I feel my heart flutter, especially when your eyes flicker down my body and darken slightly.
“Can I just say…?
”
“Yeah?”
“Aside from making an amazing dinner tonight…”
“Thank you…”
“You never said we were having a second dessert tonight.
Wearing my favorite dress on you…
”
“You’re so cheesy…”
“Oh, you love it…”
You walk me back slightly until my hips press into the counter.
Mmm…you feel so good against me. So solid and warm.
Your hands splay over my back, roaming up my spine and down to my ass, giving it a soft squeeze.
We begin to grapple at each other, our sensual, easy pace becoming more urgent.
There’s been this luscious tension between us all evening…
Now it’s building quickly, becoming even more pent up with this need we always seem to have for each other.
You kiss down my neck and along my collarbone, your hands prowling over my ribs and in the dip of my waist.
I arch into you, craning my neck back as you trail hot kisses up my throat.
“I need you…”
“Here?”
“Right here… right now…”
“I've missed you so much, baby.
I can't describe how much I've wanted you, how much I've needed you… all night.
Come here.”
You’ve barely been able to keep your hands off me all evening, exactly like I wanted while I was giving you little teasers of what to expect after dinner.
It’s been fun getting you riled up in that way you love. I’ve teased you until you can’t take any more…and just have to have me.
Your tongue claims my mouth, and I dip my head back, giving you easier access.
Molten heat spreads through me as I wrap my arms around your neck, deepening the kiss.
“Right here…”
“Right here…”
You grab fistfuls of my dress, your hands roaming over my skin, moving up my ribs and squeezing my breast, while your free hand grabs my ass.
Your hips pin mine against the counter, and I wind my hand into your hair, gripping at the roots, and pulling.
“Right…
Up you go.
”
You pick me up and put me on the counter, parting my thighs as you step in between them.
I slip my hands under your t-shirt as you shrug off your plaid, pulling me against you and hiking up my dress.
Your lips trail down my neck, my collarbone, the tops of my breasts…and I slide down my dress straps, exposing my breasts.
I can feel my clit throbbing…warmth pulsing between my legs as your cock presses hard against me through your jeans.
Sliding my hands down to your ass, I pull you closer, pressing your hardness against me and grinding.
“Ohh…oh, fuck…
Gimme those tits…”
You grasp my breasts, kneading and squeezing as you run your tongue across the swell of them. Your skilled tongue circles around each of my chest before sucking one between your lips and watching it spring back.
A wave of pleasure runs through my body and your hips flex into mine, your kisses becoming more urgent…hungrier…
Fuck, I need you…
I need you…
“Spread your legs for me…
Come on, spread them…”
Fffuck, I love it when you tell me what to do.
I lean back, my hands pressing into the marble so I can watch you slide my underwear down my legs.
You brace my foot up on the counter, dropping to your knees.
“Ffuck, look at you…
You’re so wet for me…”
You tease two fingers between my lips, massaging my pussy in slow strokes before circling them around my clit…
“Ohh my god…”
“Someone’s pent up, aren’t they?”
“I may have…edged a little…before you came home.”
“Fuck…”
You kiss and nip your way up my inner thighs, getting closer…
Teasing me…
“Ohh…ohh, god, yes…”
You run your tongue along my clit, and a wave of electricity permeates throughout my body.
“Is that good?
”
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