charles-smythe
Aug 13, 2016, 6:12 PM
A Thick Bush
part-1-of-1
I’ve always been envious of other women who shave their pussies. Because we girls talk about these intimate things all the time, I not only know that almost all my friends either shave or trim I’ve even been shown a few examples. But my husband loves my thickly bushed pussy, so I’ve always stayed completely unshaved.
I was getting a little fed up with the constant teasing from my girlfriends and also the embarrassment I’d experience if we went to a pool party where I would never strip down to a bikini because tufts of hair would be visible escaping beyond the material.
Because I had a dinner plate size clump of thick curly pubic hair my panties couldn’t even contain my hair and my husband loves that. Wanting me to wear very brief thongs so my pussy hair is prominent.
Don't get me wrong, I love all the attention that I get from him and he is an adoring, expert considerate lover. I just wanted to give myself a good trim and shave my panty line.
When I told Trevor my plan as we lay in bed one Friday night, he was horrified and very upset. We ended up having a bit of an tiff about it. I asked, “Why all my friends' husbands seemed perfectly happy with their wives' trimmed and shaved pussies?” And I told him, “It’s my body, so I should do what makes me feel comfortable.”
Trevor challenged me that he thought some of those husbands probably felt the same as him about pussy hair and would love to be foraging in a full bush.
Foolishly I called his bluff, asking him to prove it, which has led to a whole series of events turning me into a hot wife and making me adore my hairy pussy just as she is.
“I know for one that Dwight would prefer Sondra not to shave," said Trevor, triumphant.
Sondra is on the edge of our social group so I don't know here very well. The few times I’ve met her before, I didn't like her very much because she seemed a tad unfriendly.
I’d only met Dwight once at a Christmas party but Trevor knew him better through golf. But he’d seemed like a nice guy to me.
"And how pray tell did you find this out?" I asked.
"Drinking after our golf game. We were making jokes about Dwight playing in the rough so many times during the day and it got silly from there. He told me he wished Sondra still had some long grass for him to play a few strokes in."
"So you’re basing your whole theory on one guy you know from golf?"
"There are other guys too but I know Dwight really likes hairy pussies. I told him you don't shave and he said how lucky I am. He wished he had a wife like you.”
"You told him what? You told him about my pussy?" I asked, embarrassed and more than a tad angry.
"Sure. You wives talk about sex all the time. I just told him that you let your pussy stay completely natural and how much I love it. He got kind of excited."
"How excited and exactly what did you tell him?" I was beginning to regret this conversation but I wanted to know how much Trevor had told Dwight.
"I described your pussy to him. He wanted to know exactly how hairy you are, what color hair and what I like to do to you."
"Fuck Trevor, I hope you didn't tell him."
By now I was getting quite angry but I was also completely fascinated by what Trevor was revealing to me.
"I told him your hair color, how long it grows and all the places you have hair between your legs. He got very excited and told me it was making him hard. Then he asked me if I like to pull out and cummed in your pussy hair when we make love."
Trevor does like to do that sometimes and then he massages the hot cum onto my clit until I cum. As soon as I had that image in my head I felt my pussy twinge with excitement.
"Ohmigod, did you tell him?"
"Yes and he loved to hear that. Then I asked him what he would like to do if he had a hairy pussy to fuck."
"Trevor, you're crazy."
I couldn't help feeling more aroused now knowing that Dwight must have been thinking about my pussy while they were talking. "What did he say?"
"First he apologized and said he couldn't help thinking about you because he had met you once and now he knew about your hairy pussy. Then he told me how he would like to run his cock up and down a pussy slit and watch it slowly open for him. Then he’d like to see the pinkness framed by all the beautiful hair. He also said he loved to pull out and come all over a hairy pussy like I do. Then he likes to go down and suck the come off."
That sent a shiver down my spine because Trevor never does that and I’ve always secretly wished he would.
"And I suppose you were OK with him talking like this, thinking about your wife's pussy?" I asked, now getting wet between my legs.
"More than OK. In fact it was turning me on too knowing that he was imagining your pussy while he was telling me. So it got me thinking..."
Trevor paused and pulled me closer into his arms and started to kiss me. Our lips met and ignited our bodies in flames. Our lips and tongues danced to each other’s passions. I could feel his rigid cock nudging against me, so this was obviously a big turn on for him.
"Thinking what?" I asked, my breathing heavier as I wondered what he was going to say.
"I was thinking that if you let Dwight enjoy your beautiful hairy pussy and do all the things he likes, then it would prove to you how sexy men find an unshaved woman. You wouldn't have to take my word for it anymore."
I let his words sink in for a couple of minutes. My stomach was churning and I felt light headed. At the same time my pussy was flushed hot and I could feel my juices flowing.
"I couldn't do that. I can't have sex with someone else's husband."
“Why not? You wouldn't be cheating on me because I’d know all about it. In fact I was thinking it would be fun to be there and watch."
This was all a bit much for me to take in and I couldn't think of a reply. Then I felt Trevor's fingers exploring between my legs and he found my sopping pussy.
"Here let me show you what Dwight described," he said, gently pushing me onto my back and opening my legs. Then he knelt between them and started to draw his cock head up and down between the outer folds of my pussy, spreading my juices and opening my flower as my excitement grew. When his head slithered over my taunt clit I gasped, “Uuuuuuugh,” and closed my eyes. I couldn't help it. I was imagining this was Dwight.
I kept my eyes closed and Trevor pushed his lovely cock into me. Somehow it felt so much better than usual. He knew exactly what he was doing as he started to fuck me.
Trevor must have also been very excited, because before I could cum he suddenly straightened up and pulled his cock out just in time to blast a huge load of cum all over my hairy mound, between my labia and over my clit. That hot cum was almost enough to tip me over the edge but when he dropped his face down and started to eat me, massaging the cum into my clit with his tongue I exploded into an amazing orgasm which just seemed to continue in rolling waves as he cleaned up his cum, drinking it all down greedily.
I just couldn't help myself and I shouted out, "Oh yes Dwight, eat your cum off my hairy pussy. I love it. I wish my husband Trevor would suck his cum off me like this."
Trevor had won. He had embedded the filthy fantasy in my mind and I was living it out in our marital bed, cumming uncontrollably. As far as I was concerned, Dwight had just fucked me.
When he had finished, Trevor moved up and lay beside me and said, "You seemed to like that Barb."
"How could I not like it? That was an amazing orgasm," I said, now a little embarrassed as I was coming down from my high.
"So are you going to give Dwight his chance?" Trevor asked directly.
"Maybe if the circumstances were right," I answered not really knowing what they would be.
"Let's sleep on it and then I will give you a proper answer."
"That's fair. I love you Barb."
"I love you too Trevor, you filthy bastard."
In no time, we were asleep.
I had lots of erotic dreams that night and woke early feeling very horny. I realized that Trevor was awake beside me and I reached over to discover he had a huge erection.
"What are you thinking about big boy?"
"Can't you imagine, after last night?"
"Probably, but I’d like you to tell me," I said.
I needed to hear Trevor spell it out so I could believe he really meant it.
"I’m imagining watching you and Dwight together. The thought of you with another man gets me so excited. I want to see his cock framed by your hairy pussy as he fucks you. In my fantasy, you seem to be really enjoying having another man."
I’d been so surprised the night before when Trevor first brought up the idea but now I was completely comfortable with the idea.
"Would you like me to make your fantasy come true darling?" I whispered, slowly massaging his stiff cock.
"I would love you to Barb, if it's OK with you."
"It's more than OK. I’m really looking forward to a new cock," I confessed excitedly. "Not that I'm unhappy with yours," I quickly added so Trevor would feel OK.
"Would you like that new cock to be Dwight?" asked Trevor.
"I suppose so. I have nobody else in mind. How will you talk him into it and where will we do it?"
"First, I’m going to take some pictures of your pussy and show them to him. I'm going to tease him with them until he is desperate to have you and then I’ll tell him I have suggested it to you and that you’re willing."
"You make it sound so simple," I laughed at the idea of my husband seducing another man for me with pictures of my pussy. "And when will all this happen?"
"We can take the pictures now and I’ll show them to him this afternoon when we play golf. Then once we know he’s willing, we can find a way to bring him over here."
I agreed and went to take a shower and clean myself up. When my pussy was all dry and fluffed up, Trevor got me to put on his favorite pair of sheer white lace panties so my hair could be seen through the material. I lay on the bed and insisted that the photos should only be of my pussy area and my face should not be visible.
In all, Trevor got nine good photos on his iPhone, starting with my panties on, then with the gusset pulled to one side and finally stripped naked, with my legs spread revealing the hair on my inner thighs, fingering myself and from behind, so the hair around my ass-hole would show clearly. Any man who loves hairy pussies would get off on these photos. They even excited me.
When Trevor took off for the country club and his golf match, I was completely crazy and could hardly wait for him to come home and tell me Dwight's reaction.
Eventually he came in around one o'clock. He’d obviously stayed after the game for drinks at the club. I almost jumped on him.
“So,” I asked, excitedly, “did you show him?"
"Yes", was all Trevor offered, the bastard.
"Yes and what happened?"
"Come up to bed and let's talk about it."
Bed in the middle of the day. This had to be good. It took us mere moments to strip and jump into bed. I could see that Trevor was already hard. Lying together like naughty children on our stomachs, Trevor got out his iPhone and said, “I’ll show me Dwight's favorite photos.”
"After we had had a couple of drinks at the bar, I asked Dwight to step over to one side so I could show him something he might like to see. Then I told him that I’d been able to get some sexy photos of your hairy pussy because I swore not to show them to anyone."
Trevor then explained how he had scrolled through the pictures and Dwight had asked to look at them slowly, taking the iPhone and zooming in on my pussy to study it in great detail. Trevor could plainly see Dwight was hard.
Hearing this was sending jolts through my pussy and driving me wild. Wantonly I put a hand between my legs.
"Which were his favorite pictures?" I asked, desperate to know what my potential lover liked about my pussy.
"He loved them all of course but these three were his favorites," said Trevor as he showed me one of me pulling the crotch of my panties aside, another with my legs splayed open because he loved the way hair grew on my inner thighs around my love hole and then the most brazen picture from behind, with me spreading my butt cheeks.
"So what else did you guys talk about?"
"He asked me if I would send him the photos so he could 'study' them in private. I said, “No,” because I thought I should check with you first and because I wanted to tease him a little bit."
"Ooh, that's hot. I like the idea of Dwight looking at my pussy and playing with his cock."
Then he asked me if I would take some more, preferably with my cock inside you and with cum all over your pussy."
I gasped when Trevor told me that and cummed on my fingers.
"So I take it you’re OK with the idea?" laughed Trevor.
“Oh yes I am,” I stammered.
In no time, Trevor had me on my back and was taking pictures of his cock parting my bush and teasing my pink pussy lips and then one fully inside me so our pubic hairs were smashed together. Then he took some photos entering me from behind, finally turning me over, so I could take pictures of him shooting cum all over my open gash.
Finally Trevor took some close ups of my cum covered matted bush.
We lay in bed afterwards and reviewed the pictures, discarding a few out of focus or badly framed.
"Why don't you send him a few photos?" I suggested, "Although you should check if it's safe first so Sondra doesn't catch him.”
Trevor liked the idea and texted Dwight to get clearance, which came back in seconds.
Then together we selected Dwight's three photo requests, a penetration shot, a cum shot and a messy pussy shot. Trevor sent them on Whatsapp and we waited for a reaction.
It seemed like an eternity before the reply came, but finally the text arrived, “OMG Trevor these are fucking beautiful (literally). Does she know you have sent them to me?”
“Do you think I should tell her?”
“Probably not, but I sure wish I could tell her how amazingly sexy her pussy looks.”
“I'm sure she would take it as a compliment, if I could find a way to tell her.”
“Don't do anything stupid.” Then after a short pause, “By the way, I hope you won't be offended if I bring myself off looking at these pictures.”
“I was kind of hoping you would. I'm glad I’ve found another hairy pussy lover, so I’m happy to share,” Trevor wrote, fully intending the ambiguous meaning.
Then there was a pause of quite a few minutes. We were surprised by Dwight's next message. “I have to confess, I just had the best cum imagining fucking your beautiful wife.”
Trevor answered before I could stop him.
“Believe me, doing it for real is sublime. She has such a delicious pussy; I almost wish you could experience it yourself.”
This was all progressing rather quickly and I told Trevor, “Be careful. We didn't scare him off.”
There was another pause and I could sense Dwight struggling for the right answer. He did very well. “Nothing would be finer than being granted that honor. Thank you for letting me imagine it, at least.”
“You’re welcome,” replied Trevor. Then he added, “Maybe one day I can raise the subject with Barb or we can seduce her together. In the meantime, enjoy the photos and I’ll try to take some more.”
“Thanks my friend. Have a great night you lucky bastard.”
Trevor threw the phone aside and we fucked like rabbits.
When I woke on Sunday morning I felt amazing. All this sexual excitement had given me loads of energy. Reaching under the cover, I grabbed Trevor's morning wood and started stroking him.
"Well, what if…Hang on a second.” I let go of his cock, pushed back the covers and knelt up so I was straddling him. Then, with one hand holding myself open and the other holding Trevor's cock to guide it between my thighs, I lowered myself down until I was buried to the hilt.
My eyes closed and my mouth came open and she was gasping, taking my own pleasure from impaling myself upon him.
“I wonder if we could get Dwight over here today," I moaned.
"I'm sure we could find a way," Trevor smirked as I slowly rode up and down on his shaft.
"Let's send him some more pictures,” I gasped, “and then I can send him a message to tell him I know he is looking at them. I want to seduce him and ask him over to fuck me. That kind of turns me on."
"Yeah, that is a hot idea," concluded Trevor, "what should our next pictures be?"
"You should take one now showing your cock entering me while I ride you. And then you can cum inside me and I can slowly lower my pussy down on the camera as if it is your face."
part-1-of-1
I’ve always been envious of other women who shave their pussies. Because we girls talk about these intimate things all the time, I not only know that almost all my friends either shave or trim I’ve even been shown a few examples. But my husband loves my thickly bushed pussy, so I’ve always stayed completely unshaved.
I was getting a little fed up with the constant teasing from my girlfriends and also the embarrassment I’d experience if we went to a pool party where I would never strip down to a bikini because tufts of hair would be visible escaping beyond the material.
Because I had a dinner plate size clump of thick curly pubic hair my panties couldn’t even contain my hair and my husband loves that. Wanting me to wear very brief thongs so my pussy hair is prominent.
Don't get me wrong, I love all the attention that I get from him and he is an adoring, expert considerate lover. I just wanted to give myself a good trim and shave my panty line.
When I told Trevor my plan as we lay in bed one Friday night, he was horrified and very upset. We ended up having a bit of an tiff about it. I asked, “Why all my friends' husbands seemed perfectly happy with their wives' trimmed and shaved pussies?” And I told him, “It’s my body, so I should do what makes me feel comfortable.”
Trevor challenged me that he thought some of those husbands probably felt the same as him about pussy hair and would love to be foraging in a full bush.
Foolishly I called his bluff, asking him to prove it, which has led to a whole series of events turning me into a hot wife and making me adore my hairy pussy just as she is.
“I know for one that Dwight would prefer Sondra not to shave," said Trevor, triumphant.
Sondra is on the edge of our social group so I don't know here very well. The few times I’ve met her before, I didn't like her very much because she seemed a tad unfriendly.
I’d only met Dwight once at a Christmas party but Trevor knew him better through golf. But he’d seemed like a nice guy to me.
"And how pray tell did you find this out?" I asked.
"Drinking after our golf game. We were making jokes about Dwight playing in the rough so many times during the day and it got silly from there. He told me he wished Sondra still had some long grass for him to play a few strokes in."
"So you’re basing your whole theory on one guy you know from golf?"
"There are other guys too but I know Dwight really likes hairy pussies. I told him you don't shave and he said how lucky I am. He wished he had a wife like you.”
"You told him what? You told him about my pussy?" I asked, embarrassed and more than a tad angry.
"Sure. You wives talk about sex all the time. I just told him that you let your pussy stay completely natural and how much I love it. He got kind of excited."
"How excited and exactly what did you tell him?" I was beginning to regret this conversation but I wanted to know how much Trevor had told Dwight.
"I described your pussy to him. He wanted to know exactly how hairy you are, what color hair and what I like to do to you."
"Fuck Trevor, I hope you didn't tell him."
By now I was getting quite angry but I was also completely fascinated by what Trevor was revealing to me.
"I told him your hair color, how long it grows and all the places you have hair between your legs. He got very excited and told me it was making him hard. Then he asked me if I like to pull out and cummed in your pussy hair when we make love."
Trevor does like to do that sometimes and then he massages the hot cum onto my clit until I cum. As soon as I had that image in my head I felt my pussy twinge with excitement.
"Ohmigod, did you tell him?"
"Yes and he loved to hear that. Then I asked him what he would like to do if he had a hairy pussy to fuck."
"Trevor, you're crazy."
I couldn't help feeling more aroused now knowing that Dwight must have been thinking about my pussy while they were talking. "What did he say?"
"First he apologized and said he couldn't help thinking about you because he had met you once and now he knew about your hairy pussy. Then he told me how he would like to run his cock up and down a pussy slit and watch it slowly open for him. Then he’d like to see the pinkness framed by all the beautiful hair. He also said he loved to pull out and come all over a hairy pussy like I do. Then he likes to go down and suck the come off."
That sent a shiver down my spine because Trevor never does that and I’ve always secretly wished he would.
"And I suppose you were OK with him talking like this, thinking about your wife's pussy?" I asked, now getting wet between my legs.
"More than OK. In fact it was turning me on too knowing that he was imagining your pussy while he was telling me. So it got me thinking..."
Trevor paused and pulled me closer into his arms and started to kiss me. Our lips met and ignited our bodies in flames. Our lips and tongues danced to each other’s passions. I could feel his rigid cock nudging against me, so this was obviously a big turn on for him.
"Thinking what?" I asked, my breathing heavier as I wondered what he was going to say.
"I was thinking that if you let Dwight enjoy your beautiful hairy pussy and do all the things he likes, then it would prove to you how sexy men find an unshaved woman. You wouldn't have to take my word for it anymore."
I let his words sink in for a couple of minutes. My stomach was churning and I felt light headed. At the same time my pussy was flushed hot and I could feel my juices flowing.
"I couldn't do that. I can't have sex with someone else's husband."
“Why not? You wouldn't be cheating on me because I’d know all about it. In fact I was thinking it would be fun to be there and watch."
This was all a bit much for me to take in and I couldn't think of a reply. Then I felt Trevor's fingers exploring between my legs and he found my sopping pussy.
"Here let me show you what Dwight described," he said, gently pushing me onto my back and opening my legs. Then he knelt between them and started to draw his cock head up and down between the outer folds of my pussy, spreading my juices and opening my flower as my excitement grew. When his head slithered over my taunt clit I gasped, “Uuuuuuugh,” and closed my eyes. I couldn't help it. I was imagining this was Dwight.
I kept my eyes closed and Trevor pushed his lovely cock into me. Somehow it felt so much better than usual. He knew exactly what he was doing as he started to fuck me.
Trevor must have also been very excited, because before I could cum he suddenly straightened up and pulled his cock out just in time to blast a huge load of cum all over my hairy mound, between my labia and over my clit. That hot cum was almost enough to tip me over the edge but when he dropped his face down and started to eat me, massaging the cum into my clit with his tongue I exploded into an amazing orgasm which just seemed to continue in rolling waves as he cleaned up his cum, drinking it all down greedily.
I just couldn't help myself and I shouted out, "Oh yes Dwight, eat your cum off my hairy pussy. I love it. I wish my husband Trevor would suck his cum off me like this."
Trevor had won. He had embedded the filthy fantasy in my mind and I was living it out in our marital bed, cumming uncontrollably. As far as I was concerned, Dwight had just fucked me.
When he had finished, Trevor moved up and lay beside me and said, "You seemed to like that Barb."
"How could I not like it? That was an amazing orgasm," I said, now a little embarrassed as I was coming down from my high.
"So are you going to give Dwight his chance?" Trevor asked directly.
"Maybe if the circumstances were right," I answered not really knowing what they would be.
"Let's sleep on it and then I will give you a proper answer."
"That's fair. I love you Barb."
"I love you too Trevor, you filthy bastard."
In no time, we were asleep.
I had lots of erotic dreams that night and woke early feeling very horny. I realized that Trevor was awake beside me and I reached over to discover he had a huge erection.
"What are you thinking about big boy?"
"Can't you imagine, after last night?"
"Probably, but I’d like you to tell me," I said.
I needed to hear Trevor spell it out so I could believe he really meant it.
"I’m imagining watching you and Dwight together. The thought of you with another man gets me so excited. I want to see his cock framed by your hairy pussy as he fucks you. In my fantasy, you seem to be really enjoying having another man."
I’d been so surprised the night before when Trevor first brought up the idea but now I was completely comfortable with the idea.
"Would you like me to make your fantasy come true darling?" I whispered, slowly massaging his stiff cock.
"I would love you to Barb, if it's OK with you."
"It's more than OK. I’m really looking forward to a new cock," I confessed excitedly. "Not that I'm unhappy with yours," I quickly added so Trevor would feel OK.
"Would you like that new cock to be Dwight?" asked Trevor.
"I suppose so. I have nobody else in mind. How will you talk him into it and where will we do it?"
"First, I’m going to take some pictures of your pussy and show them to him. I'm going to tease him with them until he is desperate to have you and then I’ll tell him I have suggested it to you and that you’re willing."
"You make it sound so simple," I laughed at the idea of my husband seducing another man for me with pictures of my pussy. "And when will all this happen?"
"We can take the pictures now and I’ll show them to him this afternoon when we play golf. Then once we know he’s willing, we can find a way to bring him over here."
I agreed and went to take a shower and clean myself up. When my pussy was all dry and fluffed up, Trevor got me to put on his favorite pair of sheer white lace panties so my hair could be seen through the material. I lay on the bed and insisted that the photos should only be of my pussy area and my face should not be visible.
In all, Trevor got nine good photos on his iPhone, starting with my panties on, then with the gusset pulled to one side and finally stripped naked, with my legs spread revealing the hair on my inner thighs, fingering myself and from behind, so the hair around my ass-hole would show clearly. Any man who loves hairy pussies would get off on these photos. They even excited me.
When Trevor took off for the country club and his golf match, I was completely crazy and could hardly wait for him to come home and tell me Dwight's reaction.
Eventually he came in around one o'clock. He’d obviously stayed after the game for drinks at the club. I almost jumped on him.
“So,” I asked, excitedly, “did you show him?"
"Yes", was all Trevor offered, the bastard.
"Yes and what happened?"
"Come up to bed and let's talk about it."
Bed in the middle of the day. This had to be good. It took us mere moments to strip and jump into bed. I could see that Trevor was already hard. Lying together like naughty children on our stomachs, Trevor got out his iPhone and said, “I’ll show me Dwight's favorite photos.”
"After we had had a couple of drinks at the bar, I asked Dwight to step over to one side so I could show him something he might like to see. Then I told him that I’d been able to get some sexy photos of your hairy pussy because I swore not to show them to anyone."
Trevor then explained how he had scrolled through the pictures and Dwight had asked to look at them slowly, taking the iPhone and zooming in on my pussy to study it in great detail. Trevor could plainly see Dwight was hard.
Hearing this was sending jolts through my pussy and driving me wild. Wantonly I put a hand between my legs.
"Which were his favorite pictures?" I asked, desperate to know what my potential lover liked about my pussy.
"He loved them all of course but these three were his favorites," said Trevor as he showed me one of me pulling the crotch of my panties aside, another with my legs splayed open because he loved the way hair grew on my inner thighs around my love hole and then the most brazen picture from behind, with me spreading my butt cheeks.
"So what else did you guys talk about?"
"He asked me if I would send him the photos so he could 'study' them in private. I said, “No,” because I thought I should check with you first and because I wanted to tease him a little bit."
"Ooh, that's hot. I like the idea of Dwight looking at my pussy and playing with his cock."
Then he asked me if I would take some more, preferably with my cock inside you and with cum all over your pussy."
I gasped when Trevor told me that and cummed on my fingers.
"So I take it you’re OK with the idea?" laughed Trevor.
“Oh yes I am,” I stammered.
In no time, Trevor had me on my back and was taking pictures of his cock parting my bush and teasing my pink pussy lips and then one fully inside me so our pubic hairs were smashed together. Then he took some photos entering me from behind, finally turning me over, so I could take pictures of him shooting cum all over my open gash.
Finally Trevor took some close ups of my cum covered matted bush.
We lay in bed afterwards and reviewed the pictures, discarding a few out of focus or badly framed.
"Why don't you send him a few photos?" I suggested, "Although you should check if it's safe first so Sondra doesn't catch him.”
Trevor liked the idea and texted Dwight to get clearance, which came back in seconds.
Then together we selected Dwight's three photo requests, a penetration shot, a cum shot and a messy pussy shot. Trevor sent them on Whatsapp and we waited for a reaction.
It seemed like an eternity before the reply came, but finally the text arrived, “OMG Trevor these are fucking beautiful (literally). Does she know you have sent them to me?”
“Do you think I should tell her?”
“Probably not, but I sure wish I could tell her how amazingly sexy her pussy looks.”
“I'm sure she would take it as a compliment, if I could find a way to tell her.”
“Don't do anything stupid.” Then after a short pause, “By the way, I hope you won't be offended if I bring myself off looking at these pictures.”
“I was kind of hoping you would. I'm glad I’ve found another hairy pussy lover, so I’m happy to share,” Trevor wrote, fully intending the ambiguous meaning.
Then there was a pause of quite a few minutes. We were surprised by Dwight's next message. “I have to confess, I just had the best cum imagining fucking your beautiful wife.”
Trevor answered before I could stop him.
“Believe me, doing it for real is sublime. She has such a delicious pussy; I almost wish you could experience it yourself.”
This was all progressing rather quickly and I told Trevor, “Be careful. We didn't scare him off.”
There was another pause and I could sense Dwight struggling for the right answer. He did very well. “Nothing would be finer than being granted that honor. Thank you for letting me imagine it, at least.”
“You’re welcome,” replied Trevor. Then he added, “Maybe one day I can raise the subject with Barb or we can seduce her together. In the meantime, enjoy the photos and I’ll try to take some more.”
“Thanks my friend. Have a great night you lucky bastard.”
Trevor threw the phone aside and we fucked like rabbits.
When I woke on Sunday morning I felt amazing. All this sexual excitement had given me loads of energy. Reaching under the cover, I grabbed Trevor's morning wood and started stroking him.
"Well, what if…Hang on a second.” I let go of his cock, pushed back the covers and knelt up so I was straddling him. Then, with one hand holding myself open and the other holding Trevor's cock to guide it between my thighs, I lowered myself down until I was buried to the hilt.
My eyes closed and my mouth came open and she was gasping, taking my own pleasure from impaling myself upon him.
“I wonder if we could get Dwight over here today," I moaned.
"I'm sure we could find a way," Trevor smirked as I slowly rode up and down on his shaft.
"Let's send him some more pictures,” I gasped, “and then I can send him a message to tell him I know he is looking at them. I want to seduce him and ask him over to fuck me. That kind of turns me on."
"Yeah, that is a hot idea," concluded Trevor, "what should our next pictures be?"
"You should take one now showing your cock entering me while I ride you. And then you can cum inside me and I can slowly lower my pussy down on the camera as if it is your face."