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Trying to get back into normal, turned into a threIt could have been better but it’s still good. I’m not a big fan of my body at the moment. I have a belly pouch, stretch marks and huge and sloppy boobs. And they leak. Whenever Rita starts to cry, they start to flow. Better or worse right? He’s my husband so he better enjoy the worse part.We have the place to ourselves starting last Saturday through the end of this week. Saturday night I’m getting my man right where I like him. Plus we’ve hit the “week to 10 days” doctor advice. Also I’m getting a little bored sucking cock. While I think I’ve achieved expert status, enough already. Ken needs it as much as I do.Saturday night we start in my favorite place, the shower. We both got so hot with long foreplay. We leave the shower, I smear him and myself with a lubricant and go to mount him. It turns out this “little” cut the doctor did at delivery feels a lot more than little. I tried, it brought tears to my eyes just trying to get him inside. I could not even get the head securely in place. Roll off frustration turned into something new. A titty fuck. I never had done that before. OK, now I know what they are good for!! I was able to wrap him entirely in the cleavage. This is like the free way to service your man. He actually shot pretty quick and it all went under my chin soaking my neck and chest. Over the past few days I’ve repeated this more than once. Since last Friday I have not had the taste of cum and I find that pretty neat.If you’ve read my earlier writings, you’ll know Ken is not into eating me. Even if he were, in the shape I’m in down there I could not blame anyone from passing. So something good for Ken and basically nothing for me. Fingers just ain’t doing it. Small talk afterwards leads me to understand how Ken needs it too. My last words to Ken were “What are friends for?” before going to my phone. I ring up Stacy and like all good looking, fit and sexy gals, she is doing laundry on a Saturday night. Her first thought was about coming over Sunday morning to play with the baby. My thoughts were more immediate. I told her I’m still on the sidelines and asked her if she would like to service Ken. Silence. “Are you for real?” she asks. I say yup and tell her to come over and she can play with the baby all day Sunday. Still silent so I add “It’s more fun than laundry.” Stacy’s reply was “I’ll head over but we need to talk about this.”. Before midnight canlı bahis we hear the back door open and a soft calling. We both reply. Stacy finds us both in bed. I slide over motioning her to hop in. Which she does, clothes and all. Stacy says “You were not k**ding.” and asks “Are you sure about this?”. My answer was given by taking her hand and placing it on Kens package. So now Ken has huge implant ultra firm gravity defying skinny Stacy on one side of him and the huge sloppy boob wife on the other side. All he could remark was that he is in titty heaven! Ken being Ken had to undress her. He urges her out from under the covers, follows, gives her a quick kiss and steps back to unbutton her blouse. I then saw she has enormously puffy nipples, like silver dollar sized wide with a good 1/2 inch of puffy beige. Simply perfect and gorgeous. This was not done by a surgeon, nature at it’s finest. Later she tells me she needed filler added behind them. Still I think going B to DD is a bit much. OK, to get back on track….. Ken d****s her bra over his cock, her eyes follow and she first sees Ken’s 13 inches of forearm thick cock. Her words “You were not k**ding.”, followed by “biggest I’ve ever seen.”, “Pink cock head.” and “Never had anything this big.” Not surprising, once naked, she naturally fell to her knees. Stacy had as much success in sucking him as I do. I could see Kens expression telling me he was getting teeth raked as she forced him into her mouth. “Lets both do him together” I say. Ken rolled back into bed, kicked off the covers. Stacy followed his crotch and I joined her. “Like this” I told her as I slobbered over the shft and polished the head. “You’ll never take even half.”. She followed suit and we alternated. I even shower her my newly learned titty fuck routine. Which she was more than able to do herself. Ken ought to write like I do because I’ve heard so much from him about this experience of having two tongues and four boobs pleasuring him. After what seemed like forever, I asked “Are you ready to mount your horse?” while offering her the lube tube. She said “Not needed.”, rolled on top, Ken took control of her boobs, she positioned it between her lips and pressed. Grimace. Press. Bite lip. Press. Grimace. Repeat. Nothing. That tennis ball sized cock head ain’t going home. “Lube?” she asks. Next I hear a loud “Holy shit.” as she gets the cock head inside. Ken tells her “It’s easier bahis siteleri from here.” which turned out to be false. Stacy is working more than enjoy as she rocks and pumps but horse cock ain’t going any deeper. “Let him” I say. Ken stands and pulls her to the edge of the bad. I go to the floor sitting beneath her because I darn sure want to see this! Ken has her legs up high as he spikes her slowly. I watch him enter and dragging her lips back inside her. The cock head goes with effort and he presses more but still nothing. I act with my hands by sliding her lips back outside of her vagina. With hands on both sides holding her open I say “Now Ken” and with that I witness about a hands width of my husbands shaft slides into my best friend. The noise from Stacy was incredible. I’m pretty good at putting words to events but this is beyond my ability. Needless to say I could tell she was finding it quite exciting and good. “Ready for more?” I ask. Stacy answers clearly “I want it all.”. I repeat with my thumbs and another chunk of my husbands shaft disappears. Stacy and Ken are now making a lot of noise. There is still a good 6 inches looking for a warm home. Ken is giving her the short stroke and it’s pretty quiet up topside. Now she has to deal with the part where he gets forearm thick. I say “Here comes the rest” and I use both thumbs to pin her lips back. My husband (key thought here is ‘mine’) plows maybe 2 inches and her bottom lurches up while she lets out a “Ouch”. Stacy has about 10 inches of my man inside her when Ken bottoms out. Ken is short stroking and on each thrust her whole body jerks. This is as satisfied as she can get. Stacy is completely filled. I leave the floor having seen it all and my job is done. Topside I find them wrapped in each other. No surprise. Her arms are alternating between his ribcage and his neck. He is also kind of bend and she is stretching to meet his lips and they are kissing passionately. I did not care for that part and told her later. For the moment though I got in the middle and told them both “Just fuck and stop making love.”. Yes, I was a bit jealous and I still am. With my protest Ken started to short stroke her hard and fast. Stacy’s hands moved under his arms gripping him by the back of his upper arms. It was basically the hanging on for dear life pose. The look on her face was memorable. Mouth agape, fast breathing and eyes alternating between bug güvenilir bahis eyed wide open and shut. I was watching by best friend climax. Ken picked up on this too and he stopped moving completely to both take in her experience and allow her to cool down. I said “Have a great fuck, he’ll last a good while.” “Thank you Andi.” she said and I left to check on Rita. Rita was as they say ‘sleeping like a baby’. I filled 3 glasses with a heavy red wine and headed back. I was gone maybe 10 minutes tops. I arrived just in time to witness my friend having another climax and Ken’s perfect timing to join her in the moment. Ken’s orgasm was like legendary. He had her ankles up by his shoulders gripping her thighs. Stacy was trying to motion him off while shouting “No No No” as it was obvious what he was about to do. Ken bore down not caring about her comfort as he unloaded streams of seed inside her. I could see discomfort on Stacy’s face and the veins popping in Kens neck. At the moment Ken started to shoot her look changed completely. I know she had a follow on climax while her look was that of a gal welcoming everything that cock was putting in her. Towards the end of Kens climax his knees buckled and he took a short fall catching himself against the side of the mattress. As is usual, Ken was not pulling out. Just hanging there motionless. cooling down and letting the plugged up juices marinade. His words to Stacy “I want to do it again.” which she answered with a rapid nodding of the head. But that was not to be, not at least till later on Sunday. Ken was stroking again after a while but to no avail, he grew soft. It’s not unusual that 2 cums in a night define his limit. He is still my superman. A few interesting things followed. When Ken withdrew, nothing. I mean a single little drop of semen escaped her. As I’ve noted personally, a good deep fucking and you do not get the “creampie runoff” they too often show in film. And to make it nasty, this was not the best time of the month for inseminating Stacy. Actually it’s her most fertile time. And her body sucked it all up! So I ask why she did not announce this up front. Turns out she bought magnum condoms on her ride over and once she got a look at his cock it was all about us and the cock. And we all drank wine and fell asleep together. Until I awaken in the middle of the night and find them next to me whispering and getting into foreplay and passionately kissing, again. This was a lot of fun. Afterwards I felt a bit like the Cuckold who is only allowed to watch their partner screw. Let’s hope that within the week I can be a participant. Tomorrow, I’ll write about Sunday Funday.
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