*Update*
Greetings and thank you once again for everyone's patience in my getting this update out. But with Mrs. Screwher and Greg now including our marital bed in their sex, it's getting harder and harder posting on here. As well, I fell a bit under the weather the past couple days. But 100% today. But my cock already is out and hard thinking about the past weekend. So I'm going to try to get this out.
So Greg's last visit, on my part, was an attempt to fulfill a long time fantasy. While I'm not disappointed in the evening, it was a fantastic night of hot sex. Ultimately, it just didn't feel like a fantasy fulfilled. It just felt like one of Greg's visits. I think in order for it to truly feel that way it has to be with a strange man we just met on our outing.
That said, it was a fantastic night. Upon Greg's arrival little time was wasted in getting started. We all knew the whys and wherefores as to him being here at that moment. So this time without any hints or encouragement from me he basically led my wife upstairs. I chose not to watch any f the action this time. I figured that in the fantasy a strange guy might not be up to the husband watching as she fucked his wife. So I chose to remain downstairs. I removed my pants and started stroking my raging hard on, in the same way I'm doing right now. I don't know exactly how much time had passed but it was getting late. Mrs. Screwher came down wearing only an oversized T shirt. She asked how I was doing then ran the idea of Greg spending the night. I had no objections as that meant they would be doing it again. And I wanted them to screw some more. My wife went upstairs and I stroked my cock until I came. I slept on the couch.
When I awoke they were still upstairs. Either sleeping in or screwing again. Soon there was movement upstairs and the shower started to run. I got up, got dressed and started preparing some breakfast and coffee. They made their way down, Greg fully dressed, my wife in her PJs. We had a great breakfast together then Greg left. Mrs. Screwher and I soon after found our way up to our bedroom. It was hot seeing the disshelved bed and the used condoms in the wastebasket near the bed. She told me of their night. They did it again after she went back upstairs. Then again in the morning. I guess the opportunity was there so why not. I had to know what they did in the shower:
"Nothing really. We just soaped each other off and showered together".
I think she undervestmates how hot that is. I'd love to see her soaping his cock and him doing her tits and ass!!
And yes, during our reclaiming sex she called me "Greg"!!
Ok I got through this. But if no one minds I'm going to finish what I started.
Greetings and thank you once again for everyone's patience in my getting this update out. But with Mrs. Screwher and Greg now including our marital bed in their sex, it's getting harder and harder posting on here. As well, I fell a bit under the weather the past couple days. But 100% today. But my cock already is out and hard thinking about the past weekend. So I'm going to try to get this out.
So Greg's last visit, on my part, was an attempt to fulfill a long time fantasy. While I'm not disappointed in the evening, it was a fantastic night of hot sex. Ultimately, it just didn't feel like a fantasy fulfilled. It just felt like one of Greg's visits. I think in order for it to truly feel that way it has to be with a strange man we just met on our outing.
That said, it was a fantastic night. Upon Greg's arrival little time was wasted in getting started. We all knew the whys and wherefores as to him being here at that moment. So this time without any hints or encouragement from me he basically led my wife upstairs. I chose not to watch any f the action this time. I figured that in the fantasy a strange guy might not be up to the husband watching as she fucked his wife. So I chose to remain downstairs. I removed my pants and started stroking my raging hard on, in the same way I'm doing right now. I don't know exactly how much time had passed but it was getting late. Mrs. Screwher came down wearing only an oversized T shirt. She asked how I was doing then ran the idea of Greg spending the night. I had no objections as that meant they would be doing it again. And I wanted them to screw some more. My wife went upstairs and I stroked my cock until I came. I slept on the couch.
When I awoke they were still upstairs. Either sleeping in or screwing again. Soon there was movement upstairs and the shower started to run. I got up, got dressed and started preparing some breakfast and coffee. They made their way down, Greg fully dressed, my wife in her PJs. We had a great breakfast together then Greg left. Mrs. Screwher and I soon after found our way up to our bedroom. It was hot seeing the disshelved bed and the used condoms in the wastebasket near the bed. She told me of their night. They did it again after she went back upstairs. Then again in the morning. I guess the opportunity was there so why not. I had to know what they did in the shower:
"Nothing really. We just soaped each other off and showered together".
I think she undervestmates how hot that is. I'd love to see her soaping his cock and him doing her tits and ass!!
And yes, during our reclaiming sex she called me "Greg"!!
Ok I got through this. But if no one minds I'm going to finish what I started.
