I love my man, honestly I do, but sometimes, I just need a little more than the missionary sex we have nowadays. I miss the heady giddy feeling of anticipation at the thought of him coming around like when we were just dating. It’s my fault I suppose, I did insist on getting married, biological clock running out and all that.

Two kids and nine years later and our sex life has become routine and I’ve had enough of that. I still have a good body, my breasts are fuller after the children and so much more sensitive after breastfeeding them. Looking at them in the mirror immediately caused my nipples to twitch as if they were aware of being acknowledged. I pulled them gently, squeezing and twisting them until they couldn’t get any bigger while I observed my reflection.

My stomach was never flat but it is flat enough to watch him on the odd occasion he ventures down south. I wondered what it would be like with a woman. I know he doesn’t really enjoy it, a quick lick and a flick and he comes back up for air. He only does it so I'll give him a blow job, which I on the other hand thoroughly enjoy. I love nothing more than feeling a man grow in my mouth, caressing his large veins with my tongue while applying a slow suction from the base to the tip. If I’m in the mood, I’ll wrap my joyful jellies around his shaft moving them up and down as I suck.

A woman would know what I want. Just the thought of a woman kissing and appreciating my large breasts while stroking my bald pussy with her gentle fingers started to get me wet. In the mirror I can see my clitoris enlarging and poking through my lips. I started to pull and tweak my man in the boat until it was over an inch long. I imagined her soft lips taking it in her mouth and giving me a blow job. Licking and sucking me into oblivion. My fingers soon slipped inside to play in the silky wetness. One, two, no three will do it this time. Using one hand to massage my breast, I started to imagine my husband coming home and catching me with my best friend. We have never expressed any sexual attraction to each other but she is so sexy. I catch him staring at her sometimes and I really don't mind. She is just gorgeous and very pleasing to the eye. I imagined running my finger through her gorgeous out of a bottle red hair while she was sucking my clitoris, then I imagined holding her head while I grind my wet pussy in her face. Riding her tongue allowing it to pop in and pop out brushing my hard clit on her nose and listening to her murmur as she’s tasting my honey. He would then come in and catch us, mesmerised by what he sees, I’ll notice the bulge in his pants. We don’t stop what we’re doing, we can’t stop now, it’s too close, too near. I ask him if he’s going to use it or lose it. He comes over and unzips, freeing his beautiful handsome cock. I know he wants her to take it in her mouth, the greedy boy, but she prefers to continue licking me to orgasm. So I have to compromise.

It always takes a while for me to come a second time so I know I’ve got time on my hands. I kneel down beside my friend to show her how beautiful his circumcised dick is. I kiss her putting my tongue in her mouth tasting the sweetness of my own sex, while still playing with him. Then with my encouragement I invite her to kiss the tip of his cock, then I kiss it. Once she is satisfied that it is fresh and clean, she starts to suck and lick the fat head. My husband already starts to drip. I laugh, knowing that he is under pressure now.

I lick the head with her and we start to move together, licking each side of his cock from base to tip. His eyes are focusing now on us, but we are only looking at each other, while my fingers find her sweet soft centre and pump her to a delightful state of ecstasy. I enjoy the feeling of her inner muscles greedily sucking on my fingers while I watch her take him fully in her mouth. She falls on the floor trembling while my husband looks at me with a glint in his eye.

Without words I give him my blessing to give her a ride she won’t forget in a hurry. He helps me to gently lift her up while he takes a seat on the sofa. With him holding her around her waist, I position her onto his now throbbing member. My man needs pussy and needs it now. I push her hips down slowly so she can sample every one of those divine nine inches. He starts to pump slowly and play with her breasts at the same time. I kneel down in between their legs and suck on her now wet and hard clit, stroking her inner thighs. my full breasts banging against his balls. His cock is now glistening with her juices which I lick off in between his slow, deep thrusts. They both sound as if they are going to come together. Enjoying the pants, the moans, the gasps of surprise when she lands on his thick base I feel my climax coming to a peak, A few deep sudden thrusts of what is now three fingers in my pussy would’ve been enough but it’s the combined cum splashing on my face that finally tips me over the edge. Just in time to hear his keys in the door, followed by him talking to someone. “I’m home Honey and guess who I met coming down our pathway”.