I twittered this morning that Allie had a booty call from her boyfriend Mark. Here’s what happened:
I woke up this morning to the sound of Allie in the shower, much earlier than she normally gets up. Strange, I thought. I figured that maybe she had an early morning dentist or doctor appointment. Since we’ve not used an alarm clock for a long while–we just set the alarm on our cell phones if we have to be up at a certain time–I reached over for Allie’s phone to see what time it was.
She had a waiting text message from Mark. Groggily, I flipped open the phone to see what the unread message was.
“See you then,” it read.
I scrolled back through her text inbox. He had texted her about 15 minutes earlier asking if she’d like to come over for an early morning hookup quickie, before he left on a business trip for the rest of the week. They swapped a few messages before she texted, “I’ll be over in 30 min or so.” After which, evidently, she got out of bed and in to the shower.
“Wow,” I thought, and closed my eyes on my pillow, very excited, but still sleepy.
After a few minutes, my freshly showered hot wife emerged from the bathroom and started getting dressed. “What’s up?” I asked.
“I have an early appointment. I’ll be back in a few,” Allie said, grabbing her phone off her nightstand. Which is plausible, of course. She does try to schedule early chiropractor and personal training appointments.
“Okay,” I said, maintaining my excitement and composure. “She doesn’t know I know,” I thought.
Within a few minutes, she was out the door. From the bedroom, I heard the garage door downstairs open, then close and she was on her way.
I laid in bed looking up at the ceiling wondering about their meeting and what they were going to do. My cock was rock hard, but it was 6:30 a.m. and I was more interested in catching a little more sleep before work, than jerking off and relieving it.
About an hour later, I woke up with a start, as the part of the pillow next to my head shifted abruptly. Allie had already come home, got undressed and climbed up on the bed and was working her way up my body. Her right knee planted right next to my head, and I saw her swinging her left leg over to kneel over my face.
“Good morning,” Allie said. “I have a little surprise for you.”
“Umm,” I muttered. But it was too late. Allie was lowering her freshly fucked pussy onto my face.
“C’mon…this is what you want,” she said.
I looked up at my hot wife, with her huge tits hanging above me, as she pushed her wet, sloppy creampie on to my waiting face. The first drops of her lover’s cum started to drip onto my lips and into my mouth.
It’s amazing the things that go through your head at a time like that. The first thing I thought was, “how did she manage to get home with the bulk of his load inside her?” I didn’t think about it long though, as her juices and Mark’s cum started to trickle into my mouth–the latter at an alarming rate. I thought that he must have had a big load saved up for her, because I was taken aback by how much there was.
Allie started grinding her pussy on my face and I flicked her clit back and forth as much as I could–there just wasn’t much room with her bearing down on me like she was. Now and then, I’d have to gasp for a quick breath.
“Fucking clean it up, David. Clean my fucking pussy. Do it!” She doesn’t talk like that unless she’s really turned on and close.
Finally, she cupped both of her breasts, threw her head back and started to cum. Her pussy was throbbing, and I gulped down their combined juices as fast I could, as wave after wave of orgasm crashed over her.
I squeezed my eyes shut as she bucked up and down on my face. When her orgasm subsided, I opened my eyes to see her sending a text message on her phone.
“Who are you texting?” I knew, but asked anyway.
“Mark.”
“How come?” I asked.
“To let him know you did it,” she said.
David :: May.07.2008 ::
Allie, Creampies, Cuckolds, Dates, David, Text Messaging & Voicemails, Twitter, Wife Sharing ::
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