Mona the Moaner
My husband and I have been married for five years and always had a pretty good sex life. Last year we had some trouble and stress in our lives that put a strain on our relationship. I tried to think of anything that would show him that my love for him was unconditional and that together we could work through anything. The end result is that I took our bedroom fantasy talk, made it reality and strengthened our relationship beyond anything I have ever known.
First, let me say that my husband is one of the sexiest men around. He is tall and very well put together (I am an ass gal myself but do have to say that his shoulders are very impressive too) and has a down home charm that makes him nearly irresistible. Combine that with his good manners, helpful, friendly nature and killer smile - it is a magnet for the ladies. I am pretty average in height and weight but do have long legs and a good ass. I am not beautiful but am striking and have been described as vibrant and exciting. My friends say that I am body confident and have been known to ooze sexuality.
So, we were out one night and met up with friends. My friends sister was there, Mona. She was a petite little thing with beautiful big brown eyes and luscious breasts. We were all drinking and when I leaned over and whispered to my husband that I thought her breasts were lickable - he dared me to suck them. I drank a little more and tried to figure out how I could accomplish the task. I had, one time previously, sucked a womans breasts and it had been an incredibly arousing experience for all concerned (my husband had been watching) but I had passed it off as a spur of the moment one time thing. So, I waited until we were both in the bathroom and just walked right up to her and started kissing her. She kissed me back and pressed her body up to mine. When I reached up to stroke her nipples through her shirt and she moaned it encouraged me. I started to pinch and squeeze her breasts and pull down her shirt to have better access. When I bent down to take her nipple in my mouth she was arching towards me and asking me to suck her tits. I licked her nipples - back and forth - teasing them with my tongue and light pinches until she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in to suck. I sucked hard and felt my arousal grow with her moans. When I stopped she gave a little whimper but we both knew we would be missed at our table. This happened several more times throughout the evening and she and I were both painfully horny when I finally said lets go outside. We walked out to my SUV in the back of the parking lot and started to go at it. I couldnt get enough of her breasts and it was obviously something she enjoyed. I struggled with her pants until I could get my hand in to her pussy - it was dripping and hot. She leaned on my vehicle and spread her legs as best she could when my fingers started to stroke her. I alternated between stroking in and out of her pussy and rubbing her clit, sucking her tits hard the whole time and listening to her moan. Every time she had another orgasm I would feel the wetness rush out of her - it was a heady feeling, having the power to give someone that kind of pleasure. When my husband said why dont you get on your knees and lick her I was thrilled. I had hoped he would follow us out but had been so absorbed in her response to my actions that I hadnt realized he was there. The sound of his voice was deeper than normal and I knew he was incredibly aroused watching me do things we had only talked about before. The gentle words of encouragement from my husband and her moans aroused me even more. I dropped to my knees, pulled h er pants down to her ankles, spread her legs and started to lick her. The feel of stroking my tongue in and out of her silk pussy and of flicking it across her clit, the taste of her, almost like flowers, was exciting. I was stroking her with two fingers and could feel her muscles beginning to clench with orgasm. I sucked hard on her clit, rasping my tongue over it at the same time - her hands were on the back of my head, her moans and little hip thrusts letting me know her orgasm was imminent. When she came it was in the biggest rush yet - her sweet juice was now a little salty and her scent had become muskier. I kept sucking, slowly gentling the pressure until she had quieted down. Then I kissed my way beck up to her mouth and let her taste herself on me. I looked at my husbands face and saw/ felt his love, lust, arousal, need. That was powerful too. I helped Mona get her clothes situated and we all went back into the club to finish the evening.
Later that night my husband thanked me for fulfilling one of his fantasies and we had some of the most intense sex of our relationship. Since that time I have sought other ways of fulfilling other fantasies - but that is for other stories......
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