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This story is credited to Carnevil9 from Literotic who gave me permission to turn his story into an audiobook.

Author’s note: This story contains male/female sex, female/female
sex, and male/male sex, all between adult humans well over eighteen
years of age. If any of that offends you, this is not the story you are
looking for. If you enjoy it, feedback is highly appreciated!

Alan felt his wife’s pussy tighten around his cock, and he knew exactly what
was coming next.
Alan and Amber had been married for fifteen years, and had been fucking for
five years before that. They knew every inch of each other’s bodies, and every
reaction and response. They had just spent an hour cuddling on the couch with
soft music and a nice bottle of wine, touching and squeezing and kissing. Then
they had spent half an hour caressing each other’s naked bodies on the bed,
stroking and teasing and making each other feel nice all over. Then another
half hour of oral foreplay. And now, they were fifteen minutes into some very
passionate deep penetration, with Alan on top, supported on his knees and
elbows.
Amber’s long, slender body was bucking with arched back as Alan thrust
deeply into her, again and again. He could see the nipples on her small, pert
tits standing at attention, could see the perspiration on her forehead. He felt
her fingernails gouging into his back as he thrust, again and again and again.
He felt the smooth, snug walls of her pussy, gripping intensely onto his shaft
as he slid in and out of her. He felt his own juices rising, his orgasm
nearing.
And when he felt the sudden tightening of her pussy, he knew that she was
only moments from orgasm. He thrust faster and harder, jabbing into her with
all the momentum of his pelvis, his tight buns rising and falling with his
motions. Her pussy clenched, her teeth clenched, and her hands clenched his
back. She bucked and writhed and climaxed with a shout. The intensity pushed
Alan over the edge, and he began to cum himself, pouring jolt after jolt of
semen into her loving pussy.
Amber continued to writhe, and Alan continued to spasm, and they bucked
together on the bed for a brief, sweet eternity. Finally, both of their bodies
spent, they slowed and stopped. Alan carefully rolled off to the side. After a
few gasps, he turned onto his side and propped himself up on one elbow.
“That was great, baby,” he said, enjoying the sight of his
beautiful wife. Tall, slender, with long blond hair and small, pert boobs,
Amber was still as beautiful as the day they had met.
Amber looked back at him with a half smile on her face, still a bit dazed.
She loved his own tall, slender body, his long arms and legs, his sandy hair,
and of course his long, slender cock. “I love you,” she said.
“Ditto.”
Her half smile became a full smile. She traced a manicured finger through
the sparse blond hair of his chest. Now was the time, she thought. While he’s
most relaxed, most receptive. “Say, darling… There’s something I’ve been
meaning to ask you.”
“???” Alan arched his eyebrows.
“You know I love you, and don’t want anyone in my life but you, but…
Well, what do you think of my friend Veronica?”
Alan was startled. Veronica? How does Amber know that he has a crush on
Veronica? Those big tits, that round ass…
“Um, yeah; I think I know who you mean. Brunette, short hair?”
“Exactly. Well, I was thinking…” She playfully ran her fingers
through his chest hair. “I was thinking, if you were into it, and if I
could talk Veronica into it, if you might be interested in, well,
swapping.”
Alan was startled all over again. Swapping? As in getting to fuck Veronica?
And watching Amber get fucked by, what was Veronica’s husband’s name? He didn’t
know. But he felt his dick twitch at the idea.
Amber saw the twitch, and laughed. “That’s what I thought you might say!”
Alan was hooked now. “Honey, I love only you, but… this sounds hot as
hell!”
“Great!” Amber threw a leg over Alan’s abdomen and straddled him.
She reached behind her back to grasp his already-growing cock. “Now where
were we…”
 

NSFW: yes

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