Sexy Hot Wives Stories
- Girl Talk -
It was late, way after midnight, and Dr. Holden Knight was
attempting to be quiet so as not to wake up his wife as he
undressed getting ready for bed. The moonlight streamed
through the open window and cast a yellow glow upon the
face of Miranda, his wife of ten years. Looking at her
sleeping quietly, Holden couldn't help but think that
he was the luckiest man on earth. Ten years ago, when
he was forty one, a bright, beautiful coed took an
unaccustomed interest in an older man, and as they say the
rest is history! A whirlwind romance of six months, and
Professor Holden Knight and Miranda Walker were wed on
a sunny Saturday afternoon in the University Chapel. Being
over twenty years her senior had never gotten in the way
of their happiness, and in some ways it even enhanced
their love life! The shear excitement of being with a
younger woman was still a rush, and Holden never tired
of seeing his bride of ten years removing her clothing, even
if it was just to see her get into the bath tub. He still
couldn't believe that such a beautiful creature had given him
the time of day, but here she was, a woman who could have
easily posed for Playboy magazine, here in his bed and there
for the taking. Not wishing to wake her up, he slid silently
into bed and in minutes joined her dreamland.
Miranda Holden looked at the clock from a crack from under
the covers, "Jeez louise," she said out loud, ten o'clock, I've
got to get hustling!" Like a shot she was out of bed and into
the shower, the warm water cascading over her voluptuous body, the
familiar warmth spreading through her crotch and finally centering
on her now throbbing clitoris. Her finger instinctively found the
little bud that had emerged from its sheath, and with her other
hand twisting her hard nipples, Miranda Knight brought herself
to a numbing orgasm. After a quick blow dry to her short black
hair, she hurriedly dressed and was off to her luncheon date with
her best friend, Sally Erickson.
The two young women settled into the large leather booth in the
dimly lit restaurant and ordered their drinks. It was Miranda
who spoke first when she said, "Sal, I got a real problem on
my hands, and I just don't know where to turn!" Sally knew her
friend well enough not to interrupt, so she sat quietly waiting
for Miranda to spell out the details. "Ya know how much I love
Holden, and I wouldn't do anything in the world to hurt him," she
continued, "but I gotta tell ya, Sal, that for the past three
weeks I've been having an affair!" Sally sat stunned, hardly
able to speak, because Miranda was the last person on earth
that she thought would stray! Finally collecting her thoughts, Sally
replied, "Who, why, do I know him?!?" Miranda shook her head
and answered, "No, you don't know him, and as for the why, well, how
should I say this, well Holden is, uh, well, Holden isn't what you'd
call good in the sack." "Really," Sally asked in a surprised
voice?!? "No, he isn't," retorted Miranda, "in fact I have
trouble getting excited at all when we "do it"!" "Is it his
technique," asked Sally, "or what?" "He tries hard," Miranda
went on, "but he just doesn't have it where it counts, if you
know what I mean?!?" "Oh, that," Sally nodded knowingly, "so he's
not exactly John Holmes I take it?" "Hardly, Sal, he's barely Tiny
Holmes." "You gonna dump him," asked Sally? "I don't want to dump
him," Miranda answered quickly, "I really love him, it's just
that once in a while I want to hear the trumpets blaring
and the rockets going off when I have sex, is that so wrong of
me?" Sally reached over and covered her friend's hand and
squeezed it softly and replied, "No, Randi, there's nothing
wrong with that at all!"
Their drinks arrived and then Sally started asking all sorts
of questions, starting with, who was he? "Miranda took a sip
of scotch and replied, "You're not gonna believe this, but
he's the did that takes care of the lawn and landscaping at
our house." "You mean that gorgeous young guy I saw a couple
of weeks ago," asked an incredulous Sally?!? "That's him," Miranda
replied, "and he has all, how shall I say this, attributes
a woman could want in a bed partner." "Oh my," replied Sally, "tell
me, tell me." Miranda chuckled and went on, "Well, he's got a
perfect body, with not and ounce of fat, and he's hung, Sal, oh
god is he hung, he must be at least nine inches long and very
thick." "Wow," and impressed Sally intoned softly, "I've never even
seen one that big, tell me, how does it feel
inside you? "Unbelievable, Sal, just unbelievable, the first
time he stuck it in me I had orgasm after orgasm while he slowly
impaled me with it," she said dreamily, "by the time he got it
all the way in, I never have felt so full and feminine
in my life." "There is just something about having a huge
penis in you that makes you feel like a submissive pussy," she
continued on, "I have to admit that if he calls, I'll drop
what ever I'm doing and go to him, just for the chance
to see and feel his massive organ."
"Is he really that good," asked Sally? "Sal," Miranda answered, "it's incredible, the first time we made love I felt like a real woman for the first time in my life!" "With Holden," she continued on, "I always felt like I was the dominant, but with Dean, that's his name, I almost feel like a little girl around him!" Sally leaned forward and looked around, as if to see if the coast was clear and whispered, “Do you take him in your mouth?!?” Miranda, with a dreamy look on her face replied, “Mmmmmm, yes, and is he ever sweet, when he shoots I can’t even keep all of his cum in my mouth, and the head, my god it’s so big, almost like a tennis ball.” “God you’ve got me so wet,” Sally moaned, “I wish my Henry was exciting like that, when are you going to see him again?!?” “Next week, maybe,” replied Miranda, “I certainly hope so, because I need it so bad!” All at once Sally stood up and ordered Miranda to follow her. A minute later they were alone in a stall and Sally was pulling up her skirt and sliding down her panties exposing a blonde muff that was obviously soaked with pussy juice! "You"re nuts," Miranda said in a low husky voice, "anybody could just walk in on us." "Then you better eat fast, hon," Sally shot back, "because you're the one who caused this.' Miranda knew that it was useless to argue, so she sat down on the seat and leaned her mouth into Sally’s open slit. A long sigh came from deep inside Sally’s chest as Miranda’s tongue worked its magic on her swollen clit. “Ohhhhhhh, Randi,” she moaned softly, “do mama’s clitty for her, oooooooooh, yessssss, do mama’s hot little clit.” Miranda was now herself in a state of high sexual tension, and eating her friend’s plump vagina only made her own cunt drool even harder! Finally unable to take it anymore, Miranda stood up, pulled down her pants and panties, and then ground her own cunt against Sally’s bulging lips! The two women worked their boxes back and forth until their erect clits made contact with each other, which resulted in both Sally and Miranda having major orgasms convulsing through their pussies! Groaning loudly, they French kissed each other until their vaginas had stopped pulsating!
Back at the table, Sally asked, "Is Dean any better than that?" Miranda just laughed and replied, "He's different, Sal, just different."
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