gunghoxxx's blog post - Honey, I am Bringing A Friend Home

Here is a little story I wrote for SexyBustyGirl35 after we had a fun little chat. She seemed to like it.



Your boyfriend gives you a call and tells you that he is bringing a friend home for you to meet. You had been thinking about this for a while now. You had told your man that you had fantasized about having sex with an older man. He agreed, but wanted to pick out the guy himself. You were not too sure about this as you would not be so much in control. Your boyfriend told you that if you did not like him the deal was off and the guy would not have a clue as to why he was there so there would be no problem for you to back out if things were not right for you. You and your boyfriend had worked out all of the details for this night, but you still had no idea when it would happen. You had already figured out just what to wear and you headed for the bathroom to clean up and get ready for this big adventure you two had planned. You dress was a long halter top of some kind of slinky material that showed a lot of front and side cleavage. It was cut low in the back almost to your butt. It was well fitted and had a slit high up the back for easy movement. You finished up your hair and makeup and figured you ready for whatever and whoever walked through your door.
Your boyfriend walked in the room and you gave him a very sweet hug and a kiss. He introduced his new friend John. Your first look at John was a god one. He was a few years older than your say maybe fifty. He was a little taller than your boyfriend and he was attractive to you. He seemed in good shape for his age and was well groomed. You had high hopes for this thing right off the bat. You welcomed John with a nice hug that you held onto just a little too long. You made sure John could feel your breast pressed hard into his chest. Then you backed off just a little bit but kept your breast just touching John’s chest as you welcomed him to your home. You moved from side to side so your nipples could feel him and he could feel them. With your ample bosom this sort of happened a lot with you.
You took John by the arm and made sure his arm could feel your boob again. You sat him down on the couch and asked him if he wanted a Margarita as you had just made a pitcher full while you were waiting. You figured you guys might need something a little stronger than beer or wine to get this party started. John was fine with the Margarita idea and you went into the kitchen to retrieve them. When you came back, your boyfriend had his camera out and you smiled at him and said, “Oh, not again.” Your boyfriend told John that he just loved her in this dress. Your boyfriend took a few pitchers of you holding the tray of margarita pitcher and classes, and then took a few more as you bent over to poor everybody a drink. This dress showed a lot of cleavage when you were standing up, but when you bent over, it showed more, a lot more. You did not actually fall out of the dress, but you could have. You took your time so your boyfriend had time for several shots. You told John that your boyfriend was such a camera nut and he was always taking photos of you. You then smiled and said, that John would not believe some of photos he wanted you to pose for.
You sat between them and you all started to drink first one then two then three margaritas. It was a big pitcher. There was a lot of small talk about how John and your boyfriend knew each other and how you had not ever really gotten to know any of his friends before. Then your boyfriend starts in with his camera again. He stands up and takes a photo or two of you and John on the sofa drinking margaritas. He asks you to move a little closer together. You do boob to arm kind of thing again. Again you mention how your boyfriend loves to take your photo. Your boyfriend backs you up on this one and says that he never had a girlfriend this pretty before and in his opinion this is all natural and as it should be. He then asks John if he would like to see your photo album. John of course agrees as it is the polite thing to do and after the margarita pouring photos he thinks that this actually might be a lot of fun.
This was a prearranged signal. There were actually two albums, a blue one and a pink one. The blue one was your standard family friendly photo album. The pink one was, well let’s say it stated out family friendly. You reached under the coffee table and pulled out the pink one. Your boyfriend was all smiles from ear to ear. The pink one meant that the game was on.
You motioned for your boyfriend to move over closer to you as you moved closer to John so everybody would have a good view. You opened up to the first page of you in a pretty much normal dress with just a little cleavage. Each page had you in a slightly more revealing outfit and soon you were dressed in you low cut braless and sheer outfits that you told me about before. The photos were taken in your home and in the park at the local mall and restaurants and some out in the country. Finally about half way through you were in the green dress that you had a girlfriend modify for you. Your boyfriend had seen this old movie were June Allyson was wearing this 1950’s party dress. It was not very sexy at all, but it had this very sheer poncho or backwards facing cape that went down to the waist covering her arms and the front of the dress. Your boyfriend thought that this would be totally great if the dress was recut topless. Legally you could wear it in public if you had the nerve. The thing that he liked about it the most is if you danced close, as everybody did in the fifties, when you put your arms up you would be totally bare breasted. You are a fun kind of lady and your boyfriend was paying for it so you went along. You picked out this shiny green dress that had a slit up the side front to show off your leg and found some matching sheer material and your friend sewed in a quarter bra and cut the front a little below the nipples and made the cape a little shorter and everybody agreed it was hot, but you never did find any place where you felt comfortable wearing it.
When you got to that photo you laughed a little and told John that dress was your boyfriend’s favorite dress, but even you were too shy to wear it out. Your boyfriend agreed and he was so disappointed about it all. You looked and laughed at him and asked him when could you wear this dress? He thought about it a while and said, “How about right now?” You laughed at him and said, “No way.” Your boyfriend asked you why not, are you too shy. You said no. He asked, well then why not. You thought about it for a moment and you said that it would embarrass John no end. Your boyfriend asked John if he would be embarrassed and john, being and honest man said, No ma’am, not at all. You laughed again and looked at your boyfriend and said, OK, but just remember, you asked for it and you got up to go change. It was kind of tricky walking away as you guys were on your second pitcher of margaritas by now and your pussy was so wet and your knees were so weak that you had a hard time keeping your balance. You went into your room and then in about thirty seconds you came back out. You had untied the halter strap and you were holding the dress up with your hands and you were just about falling out of it. You looked at the men and said, Are you sure this is what you want. They smiled and nodded yes like a couple of simpletons.
You said, OK then and went back into your room. Of course the green dress was all laid out along with the matching shoes and ear rings and bracelet. It took you less than a minute to change. You tried to not to look so eager and to be more casual about the whole thing, but you could not have fooled anybody, you were into this thing all the way now. The boys clapped as you turned around slowly, slow enough for the cape to not fly up to high. Your boyfriend started up with the camera again. He asked you to twirl around again just a little faster. You laughed and said OK and made sure that your cape flew up enough for the boys on the couch to see you bare breast. Your boyfriend took the picture, but then complained that you twirled too fast and the photo came out, out of focus. Again you laughed at him. Your boyfriend wanted to take some photos of you on John’s lap. You said OK and sat down on John’s lap. Again you posed with each of you having a drink. Then all on your own you put your arm around John’s neck. Of course this lifted the sheer cape and your magnificent boob was well displayed. You boyfriend took some photos from the side. You pretended not to notice your exposed breast, but John sure as hell did. Your boyfriend asked you to give John a hug and a kiss just for the camera. Camera hell you thought to yourself and got off of John’s lap and knelt down beside him. When you straightened up from this position your boobs were right in Jon’s face. You bent down and gave him a sweet little kiss, just for the camera. You backed away and your boyfriend asked for another. You started to kiss him one after the other until you were seriously making out. At this point your and John were totally into it. After a while your boyfriend asked you to give john a hug now for the camera. You straightened up and wrapped your arms around John’s head and drew him into your bosom, but you kept the sheer cape between your boobs and his face. Your boyfriend said no, not like that. Turn the cape around. It will make a better picture. You smiled so nice as you turned the cape around so it was open in the front and again pulled John’s head into your breast that of course are almost as big as his head, or at least that is how John saw it. You smiled for the camera and took several photos of you looking in the camera and some with your eyes closed just enjoying the moment. Finally you decided to take total control of this thing and backed away a moment and with your hand palm up, you lifted your breast into John’s mouth for him to suck on it. You loved having your breast sucked and fondled and now more than ever. John finally picked up that a little initiative was called for on his part and he held your one breast that he was sucking and started to fondle the other breast with his other hand. You started to moan. Your boyfriend kept up with the camera.
You could tell that John was having a good time by the sizable lump you felt in his trousers while hand was undoing his belt and zipper. You got up off the couch and moved the coffee table back and knelled on the floor between John’s legs. John’s cock sprang out and you liked it right off. It appeared big enough for a great screw, but not too big for your mouth and the head looked like a purple lollipop. You begin to lick and suck the head and then put it further and further into your mouth with each stroke. John held your head with both hands, not forcing your down, but just letting you know that he loved it. Your dumb ass boyfriend asked John to move his hand as he was running the picture. You looked at him as if to say, OK enough with the damn camera. He put done the camera and knelt town behind you and pulled up your skirt. He undid his trousers and put himself in your so God Damn wet pussy. You could not have wanted it more. You came first and then came again before your boyfriend came. John was old enough to be able to hold back but decided to let go just after your boyfriend finished. You could feel he was ready and then your felt his sperm hitting the back of your throat and you swallowed every drop. Everybody was happy. You boyfriend poured all another drink and you all knew this was to be the start of a great night.