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I had been friends with Matt since grade school. We had visited each other in college, helped each other out of troubles, and I attended his wedding a year ago. We had gotten together numerous times and I got to know her well. I found her to be very cute and sweet. She treated my friend well and they seemed to have a good home life.
Matt never had big complaints and was rather reserved especially when it came to the subject of his married sex life. I felt comfortable asking him how she was in bed… and he felt comfortable telling me she was great. That was the extent of it until I brought up taking nude pictures. Christy is very cooperative in that area, buddy. I got quite a few Polaroids of her wearing lingerie. Does she let you take pictures of you guys fucking and stuff? You know, man.
Whatever I am in the mood for, she is all good about it. I put them in a box and look at them once in awhile. I could see his lust for taking pictures of his wife ran deep. Evidently, it was one of his kinks. We discussed this subject a couple of more times but, Matt made it clear that he could never show me the pictures of Christy.
She was a young bride in her early twenties. Brown, shiny hair topped her girl-next-door face. Her body looked soft and curvy, not fat. She was somewhat, above average in the chest and I had often tried to see down her shirts when she exposed her cleavage. My mind went to work on a plan. A few months later, Matt and Christy Wife stories with pictures going out-of-town. Matt gave me the key to his house and asked if I could get their mail and such.
Of course, I was jumping out of my skin at this opportunity to hunt around his place. There, on a shelf in the back, was a small, wooden box. I pulled it out but, it was locked. I knew how to pick the lock. Nothing was gonna stop me from getting in that box. Sweat broke out on my forehead as I fumbled with the lock.
My hands shook as the lock opened. I looked through the forty or so Polaroids stored in the wooden box. Christy was wearing a lot of make-up and frilly lingerie in some, others showed her nude posing and masturbating. I almost came in my pants at the site of her red fingernails disappearing into her pussy. She had shaved her lips smooth leaving only trim, brown hair above her clit. Her pouty lips wrapped around the base in one picture which I assumed meant she was deep throating all eight inches.
I came on their floor at the site of Christy spread eagled wearing a black bustier, matching garter, and hose. He must have held the camera above himself to take that picture. I was still shaking from my orgasm as I gathered up the pictures. I borrowed them long enough to scan them on to my computer. I would never show them to anyone. Matt never suspected a thing since I cleaned up my mess and replaced the pictures as I had found them. The more I looked at the pictures, the more my obsession with Christy grew. I started having fantasies that we were having sex… all kinds of sex.
The dream girl in my head became Christy. She would do anything in my lurid thoughts… suck my dick, let me fuck her, and beg for it in her ass. Everything about her turned me Wife stories with pictures. I tried my best to hide it around them but, I think Matt began to suspect things.
It appeared things between Matt and Christy was fine. They never fought in front of me or showed any s of unhappiness. Matt never mentioned Christy showing s of discontent. She was becoming colder to him in bed. I heard that she was very flirtatious around town but, I never heard of her doing anything beyond that. Matt was out of town when she called me late one night.
She said the cable was out and asked if I would fix it for her. I told her I would come over as my stomach rolled thinking of being alone with her. She answered the door in a tight, short dress and black heels. My dick began to harden as I climbed behind the television and wiggled the cable wire. The picture adjusted to a home movie. It was Christy being fucked my a man from behind. I turned around, embarrassed at the site of my friends in live action. Christy was sitting on the couch with her legs crossed.
I noticed she had on black thigh high hose because her bare thigh was exposed from her skirt riding up. Her pale breasts were almost pouring out of the neckline of that tight dress as she looked at me with a smile on her face. He taped us having sex one night. Matt loves when I wear sexy clothes for him.
I just like to watch it sometimes. You can hang out and watch it with me, if ya want. Here sit down. She moved over on the couch which caused her dress to completely expose the tops of her stockings. I sat down next to her and she draped a leg over mine. I was completely rock hard and bursting the front of my pants.
Christy noticed this and began stoking my dick with her stocking foot. She had removed her heels and leaned back on the couch with her legs in my lap. I could see up her dress and gulped at the site of her bare pussy. Are you staring up my dress? Her foot was rubbing my hardness and I noticed her pink labia poking from her puffy pussy lips. There was moisture visible. My mouth was completely dry and my heart was beating way too fast. I grabbed her foot and tried to push it away.
Her hand reached into my boxers and began rubbing my prick. She was grinning at me with her eyes sparkling. My thoughts jumbled when her head moved into my lap. She was doing Wife stories with pictures me what I had seen in those pictures. It felt amazing. Her warm mouth moved up and down my dick with noisy, sucking sounds. Her wet tongue was circling rings around the tip and her hand stoked the base of my cock. Her long hair draped across my thighs. The screen showed Matt fucking her and she was yelling in the back round.
This added to my excitement and I felt my orgasm approaching.
Christy stopped sucking me and stood up. She unbuttoned her dress and slid out of it. I felt her waist incased in that tight, black bustier as she climbed on to my cock. She grasped hold of it, aiming it at her entrance. She moved up and down, working it into her tight, moist pussy. Her hands pulled the tops of her lingerie down to expose her large, pink nipples. I leaned forward and started feasting on her tits. My head was swirling and I concentrated on not cumming too soon. Christy was moaning and bouncing on my rock, hard cock as I kneaded her ass.
I licked my finger and began playing with her asshole. Stick it in my ass.
I slid my finger in her tight bunghole and could feel my prick through the thin wall separating her pussy from her ass. She arched her back and buried my cock deep into her cunt. I felt her spasming vaginal walls suck at my hard shaft. I shot my load into her pussy without concern about getting her pregnant. Luckily, she was on the pill.
We held each other for some time before she went upstairs to get cleaned up. I pulled up my pants and looked around the room. The video was still playing. I figured Christy would have to explain where the video went and could never tell Matt that I took it. He would wonder why I had access to it in the first place. I stroked myself silly to that tape for months after that day.
Christy never asked me why I took it or to give it back. So, I just kept it. She smiles at me in a different way, now and I picture her riding me all the time. Free Erotic Stories updated sex stories and erotic stories. October 27,Wife stories with pictures
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