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If I didn’t watch Sally fucking Randy, it would remain a secret for me. Sally was silent. But I am sure she enjoyed sex with my friend…

After first five years of our marriage we got somewhat tired of sex. For variety of emotions we did it in different places, first at home, then in some public places. It excited us. We began using different toys in our sex games. Then we moved to the conversations about our sexual life before we had met each other. My wife didn’t like my stories (with some exceptions). But I enjoyed her stories, imagining other men fucking my Sally. It excited me. She had gotten lots of experience before she met me, she still didn’t tell me the exact number. She told me about some group and lesbian sex. I wanted to offer her a gang-bang, but she refused. She said she had become a married woman, so she stopped being perverted. Someone shoot their orgies on video, but she didn’t remember who it was. I wanted to see it so bad! I was thinking of how to achieve it. Once we went to the party. Sally got very drunk, she asked me to take her home. I put her to our bed and undressed her. She was already asleep. I couldn’t hold myself and fucked her. In the morning she didn’t remember anything. She told me nothing. I told her that I had fucked her and she hadn’t even noticed. We laughed. She said she was scared at first. Then I wondered: if someone fucked her, would she tell me? I often remember that story.

I did everything to make her feel free. I let her dance with other people (even strangers); let her go to the parties on her own (with friends). Gradually she felt herself to be a free woman. She understood that I wasn’t jealous.

I wanted someone to fuck my Sally. Of course I didn’t tell her about it and was not looking for boyfriends for her. But I often watched some situations and directed them the right way. For me the main condition was to be able to spy on them. Here is what had happened.

We were at our friends’ party. We celebrated Randy’s birthday at his house. Everyone got terribly drunk. Randy was a big guy. I noticed that he liked my Sally a lot. He asked her dance. Near him she looked even smaller than she was.

I heard Randy offering my wife to go see his greenhouse (he loved gardening). I went aside watching them. Sally followed Randy to his greenhouse behind his house.

She was in a very long beautiful dress. There was a long fly from her neck to the bottom of her back. She had no underwear on expept small panties. I had to go around the house from different side and through some neighbor bushes I got to the greenhouse. Inside there were lots of tomatoes and cucumbers growing. It was dark outside, so they couldn’t see me from inside. They were standing in the middle of the greenhouse. Randy was hugging Sally from behind with his one hand. His other hand was grabbing her. His huge palm was touching my wife’s tits and belly.

He briefly unzipped her fly, and her dress fell down from her shoulders. Sally tried to break free, but Randy held her tight, taking her dress off. She twitched and ran to the corner of greenhouse. There was some table. She understood that there was no way out, turned around and covered her tits. Through the panties the way inside her shaved pussy could be seen. Randy ran to her and threw her on the table. I thought of meddling in, but I decided not to. I wasn’t afraid, but I saw that Sally liked Randy. He grabbed her neck and pressed her against the table. His second hand was on her panties. Randy spread her legs and torn her panties off. The entrance was open. He pulled his thick and short dick out and suddenly pushed it inside her. Sally screamed of pain. Randy began moving fast. He lifted her hands on his shoulders and squeezed her small tits. His strong body was above my fragile girl. She was enjoying. She began moving her hips. He bended and she kissed him, hugging his neck. I moved closer to them. Randy asked where he could cum. He pulled his wet trembling dick to cum on her belly, but she moved down and took his dick head in her mouth. Sally swallowed it all the way down and he came inside her throat. I ran to the house and waited for her. In a half an hour (!) she appeared.

Sally didn’t look at me. She tried to avoid conversations with other guests. She tried to be seen by me. I acted as if I didn’t know anything. If I didn’t see their sex with Randy, it would be a secret for me. Sally was silent. I know she liked it.

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One Response to “Oh, my dear Sally!”

1. Neo Says:
   July 25th, 2007 at 12:07 pm

   This is what usually happens when you let your girlfriend run riot and she is enjoying the freedom and goes loose. that’s not for me, though the story is nice…

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