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Her first 3way, on Skype(Jump to the ++++++++++++ if you just want to read sex)Many nights have been spent dreaming about fucking another mans wife. Here on Xhamster there are plenty of posters (real and fake) that desire to chat about what they would like done to their wife, claiming it is for her to experience and the joys that they can’t deliver. Usually the excitement and chatting ends as abruptly as it began.But not so with Lee.He really wanted to see his Filipina wife Kate be fucked by another man. Lee posted that he dreamed that other man would impregnate her, fuck her bareback. He kept posting how badly he wanted it.Being on here you grow to be skeptical. Enjoy the time but never invest your life. That all changed for me when Lee wanted my cell number. Kate was traveling to Los Angeles and he was hoping she could call me. Every part of me said not to, who knows what kind of weird scam can happen with giving out your number these days. Maybe harvesting human organs is still a thing and not just an urban legend. It got closer and closer to her trip and we kept chatting about how I should give her the fucking of her life, the fact that she knew no other cock than his, and that she needed to be freed from her conservative upbringing.I gave in. A trip to L.A. was long overdue for me, business and seeing friends would be good. Expecting to not hear from her I gave up my number and made plans. The weather forecast was classic Southern California sun and I grabbed my motorcycle keys and an extra helmet. Never hurts to be prepared, just in case. I settled in for the long ride and enjoyed the vibrations against my hard dream and sperm filled cock.Two days into her supposed trip and nothing. It was tough not to log on here and give him grief about not hearing from Kate. But if he gave her the number and if she wanted some action she would hit me up. No need to pressure him to pressure her in my mind. Plus if he faked me I did not want him to know that I fell for it.Then it happened. Late Sunday afternoon my phone sang its incoming text song to me as I sat at the bar with a few friends. I glanced down at the unknown number from Oklahoma. The message was rambling and unfocused. I wrote back and asked Kate of she wanted to clear her thoughts with some fresh air on the back of my bike:Kate – traffic here is crazy + i don’t know u.Me – True on both accounts. We could plan something more in your comfort zone or you can experience LA the way it is meant to be seen, in the middle of the chaos.Kate – meet near my hotel and then i decide?Me – Smart idea Kate, I know a café around the corner from you. I’ll see you there in 30 minutes. Make sure you wear long pants and shoes. Flip-flops and shorts don’t work at my speeds.I paid the tab for me and my friends and bid them a good evening. They could tell from my smirk I was up to trouble but thought better of intervening. We had a laugh and I rolled out.Luckily I arrived early and scored a nice table outside, especially considering the distance I had to cover to get there. Kate was late. Either telling her friends not to worry or telling herself not to worry or just wondering where her marriage really was.“Katie, it is so nice to finally meet you. For the longest time I did not imagine you could possibly be real.”She was startled and understandably caught by surprise with my ability to recognize her.“I can only assume that you are my husband’s friend.” She smiled and held out her hand. I went all in and hugged her, she did not seem to mind.“Please sit. The waitress should be back out soon. I did order 2 of their special over-the-top everyone in LA swears by this tea and some cookies. This place is all about the kütahya escort latest hip tea craze. And who am I to argue?”She giggled and I felt a nice warmth from her expression.“So four girlfriends go on a vacation and only one comes out to meet a stranger. How did you pull that off?”Kate smiled, damn it was nice to see her in real life. Her photos did not do her justice. She was a little over 5 feet tall. Smallish body with a slight pot belly, her breasts were on the A-B cup range I would guess. Beautiful dark hair and brown eyes behind thick glasses.“The others are worn out. Before here, we were in Las Vegas, and so far we have done every touristy thing you can imagine. I decided that I would take a chance on something different.” This made me smile and reach out and rest my hand on hers. Thankfully she did not pull back repulsed.After our overpriced tea and rather weak cookies I picked up a helmet and asked if she was ready to ride. I knew at this point I had maybe one more hour of sunlight remaining and needed to make the best of it.“Sure, what do I have to lose besides my life?” she teased. Here in Hell-A, that is a tough proposition to avoid on a motorcycle.I guided the bike slowly onto the road and felt her arms immediately squeeze tightly around me. As I navigated traffic and accelerated around the unmoving cars, the firmness increased, both in her hanging on and in my pants. I routed us up the famous boulevards and around the classic sights. Then I ducked out of the tourist areas and into the back roads. After some time I was able to really let the throttle go and get the most out of the engine. We carved up the canyons and around corners, I felt her grip loosen and flow with the movement of the motorcycle, before I abruptly pulled over to the side.A few cars were already parked. Windows fogged over with a mixture of weed smoke and steam from couples making out. I pulled my helmet off and looked over as the sun began its decent into the Pacific Ocean. Kate kept her helmet on and continued hugging me. Her body pressed hard against mine. I wonder if the helmet protected her from both saying or doing something she might have regretted at the time.The end of the orange and purple sunset faded into the twilight sky and night fell. She still held me tight on the back of the bike. I twisted in my seat and asked if she was ready to return to her hotel. She shook her head no.“Would you like to see more of L.A.?”No again“I have a place near the beach with a nice view that we could go relax at. No expectations”Nothing. Just a bit tighter of a hug, like an overly secure backpack. I pulled my helmet on and keyed the bike back to life. We again descended into the madness of Los Angeles, weaving around the slow drivers, avoiding the asshole drivers, buses and taxies, the Uber’s and Lyfts and all other forms of idiots you can imagine.I finally rolled into the driveway of my place. I say that as a non- Angeleno, I found the nicest spot I could afford on AirBNB. I wanted an apartment with a view to impress but not break my bank account. It was a modest two bedroom townhouse a few blocks from the beach but with a view from the back deck.“Here we are.” I pulled my helmet off and helped her off the back of my bike. “Hey cutie, we go up and hang out. Nothing happens that you don’t want to.” She nodded yes and smiled. We walked into the mostly sterile space. Not the way I would have my own apartment, this had a lot of whites and shell motifs and such. The view over the beach was amazing and the place was clean. I offered her a drink or some water. She looked over and smiled, “What kind of bourbon do you have?” It had been since malatya escort the café a few hours earlier since I last heard her sweet voice.“Woodford Reserve?” Thankfully one of the few things my friends and I left from the night before.“Great, I like mine neat in a wine glass…” She walked towards the balcony and the starry sky.I starred at her cute ass wiggling in her jeans as she moved. She glanced back and made a motion of glass tipping to lips to remind me of my current role as bartender.I joined her on the balcony and we touched our glasses together. Make or break with the toast, ummmm, ‘To great sex’ would probably not be appropriate. “To what has been a nice evening exploring new places with, hopefully, a new friend.” She raised her glass and looked me in the eye and said YES. We drank and held each other close, watched the stars and listened to the waves. Then I kissed her on the lips. We held it and she kissed back.Then she walked away. And I stood alone on the balcony…I ventured inside and knocked on the bathroom door. She meekly told me to go away. I told her I wish I could but this was a flat with only 1 bathroom. She opened the door and laughed at my crossed legs. I had to giggle also as I told her the bedroom would make a good place to cry if she needed privacy. Then she shut the door and said “Nope I like it here better”. “Hey now you are just being mean!” I pounded on the door. All in play because I have no problem peeing on a bush, in the alley, in the sink or any other receptacle large enough to hold the volume of my bladder. But all is game when you are chasing tail and this game was me needing the bathroom she was crying in.Kate again opened the door and laughed at me. She waved me in and I gave her a quick peck on the cheek and then closed the door behind me. It was hard to piss with my cock as hard as it was but I managed. This girl, a near virgin, really had me turned on.I found her outside again with another wine glass of whiskey. We both smiled and shared her glass.“I have never been with someone else…” Her voice trailed off in embarrassment. “I know” and held her close. “I can’t claim to understand why Lee wants to share you but he is confident this is what he wants and frankly I don’t care about his desires. I want you to be happy with what happens next.” She turned and we kissed. Deeper this time, with more passion. I reached both hands down and cupped her tight Asian butt. She moaned as a finger against the fabric near her rosebud.“Are you ready to go inside?” Yes she nodded and placed the glass down, taking my hand and leading me into the bedroom.+++++++++++++++++++++++I scooped her up and kissed her, our tongues intertwined and feverishly pressing into each others mouths. Hands pulling on clothes and moving at the pace of two horny college students. I found myself naked with her, massaging and softly kissing her legs. I played with her feet and was slowly teasing my way up to her exposed, hairy pussy, when her phone rang. And then it rang again. And again…She finally answered it:Yes, yes, yes, of course, yes, oh I don’t know maybe because she is drunk, FINE. And then she hung up.“He wants to do Skype because my drunk friend texted him asking where I was” She complained to me.“So put a shirt on and sit in a corner of the room that won’t reveal that you are not in the hotel and convince him to go to bed and quit dreaming of you sleeping around.” I suggested while still kissing and probing her sweetness.She laughed. “Yes of course just put a shirt on and I better keep the camera above my waist right?” I licked my lips and began again pleasuring her pussy.“Here I am just like you wanted escort bayan me Lee” She was kind of short tempered sounding to him as the conversation started on Skype. I tried to mind my own business as I tended to eating his wife out.“Did you call him?” I heard his voice for the first time. She shuddered as I flicked my tongue on her clit. “Yes but it is nothing like you think”I kept licking and teasing. She kept shacking and stifling her own moans. He kept pushing for information of what happened earlier not realizing it was happening in real time.“Look honey, I gave you his number I won’t be mad if you had sex with him, I just need to know.”“Oh you need to know!” Moan, shake, almost moan again. “I can’t stand you sometimes!” She threw the phone down and let out the loudest orgasm I had ever experienced. Her body was convulsing and the most luscious juices were squirting from her pussy.“Do you have a condom?” She breathlessly asked. I nodded and went and got it.She swung a leg over me and slammed her wet cunt down on my hard cock. Damn it felt so nice and tight. Her muscles still contracting from her recent orgasm.“Stay quiet” She picked up the phone again and redialed him. Grinding down on my rock hard cock as the Skype connected.“You were saying.” She snorted at him. Moving her hips against my pelvis as hard as she could.“I just want to know if you had a good time…” This time he was a bit more meek sounding, kind of wanting to know but only if she wanted to tell him.“Yes we fucked. He also ate my pussy and made my cum harder than you ever have.” Listening to them was both arousing and unnerving. It took everything in my being not to fill that condom full of cum.“Did, did you fuck him bareback?” I heard Lee ask. She spun around on my cock and was now riding me reverse cowgirl.“Not, ‘honey did you enjoy it?’ Not, ‘honey was he a good lover?’ All you want to know is if he came inside of me???” She did not wait for an answer.My cock was suddenly no longer inside her pussy. She was sitting on my chest with the phone pointed towards my hard, condom and pussy juice covered cock.“This is his cock.” I felt the condom being yanked off and it was replaced by soft warm lips. “This is me sucking his erect penis! That is what you wanted to see isn’t it. Even with your friends back home you wanted me to do this to them..!”Her head bobbed up and down and she struggled to hold the phone straight while gagging on my dick. I reached out and took it from her. Careful not to expose my face to keep the eroticism of an unknown stranger fucking Lee’s wife.Soon she had me on the verge of cumming. It felt soooo good but I did want to give Lee the creampie I had promised. So I focused the camera back onto her face as I laid her down on her back. Missionary fuck with her legs way up in the air. All Lee got to see was her face, moaning and begging to be fucked harder.I felt my balls tighten as she came again. Screaming for more, to be drilled harder.The focus was then moved down towards the action. Me sliding into and out of his wife, having my way with her, pounding her hard and deep, the way we had long chatted about.Then it happened. I felt that rush, the unstoppable explosion of my sperm rapidly discharging. I pulled out and shot my first volley across her body and onto her tits. I slipped back in and allowed my balls let out all the pent up testosterone and semen they held. I pulled out and let him watch my creampie drip, drip, drip out of her spent pussy and onto her ass and then the bed.I tossed the phone to her and walked away. I was sure they had some talking to do. Katie and I could cuddle later, maybe actually make love to each other without his interrupting. I think I would like that. But now they had to talk and I had to pee again. As I walked away I heard him exclaiming how much he loved her, she said the same, he told her how he came watching me fuck her and asked if she wanted to watch him cum a second time he was so aroused…

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