One Friday at 10 am, with Sonia we are expecting a certain Maurice from Paris who is passing through Tours, certainly to go further to join his wife. I had had it in dialogue on the net then on the telephone a few days earlier. Right from the dialogue, when I told him that we were proposing to an active bi or gay guy a bi relationship with me in front of my wife, but without her sure participation. He quickly told me he was interested, and even told me he was "generous" anyway. At these words, I give him my phone number and offer him to talk about it in person. A few minutes later, Maurice calls: _ Hello, it's Maurice, we just talked on the internet. _ Yes me it's Michel and my wife. At this time Sonia simply says hello so that our interlocutor understands that it is a couple to whom he speaks. _ I talked about your proposal of generosity with my wife, feeling like a whore is something that excites us terribly, so in this context we are OK to be at your service sexually… A little white guy on the phone, I think my interlocutor is very surprised at the turn of events and that he did not expect this. Then he continues: _ Perfect, I'll let you know when I go to Tours so that you two can be my little whores. Are you cross-dressing? _ No it's not my trip and moreover I find that I really don't have the physique for that. _ Well you will make an effort for me slut that ends up letting go of Maurice. The conversation ends with a few polite phrases of the same ilk, and when I hang up, I turn to my wife, we don't really know what to think, certainly the guy seems sincere and seems, on the phone at least, to be the one that he announces, but we are wary, via the net there are so many little jokers who tinker with their cocks on the phone or on the keyboard that... A few days later, a phone call from Maurice who told us to come to Tours on Friday, May 15 in the morning, he asks us if we can be available from 9am, and finally it will be 10am. This Friday morning, after a good shower and our usual morning activities, I put on my compression stockings that I had had during my varicose vein operation. The stockings are thick and keep me warm during the trip to go to the apartment where we receive. Once there, as usual, because it is always very hot in this apartment, we make ourselves comfortable, me naked keeping only my stockings, Sonia putting on hers and putting on a very transparent little black jumpsuit and finishing the set with a black bra with red lace. We wait little, soon a call on my phone, Maurice is parked in the square below. I give him the apartment number and he goes upstairs. During this time I put on shorts and a polo shirt very quickly so as to still be dressed, but the outfit looks weird with the black stockings. The bell rang, Sonia opens the door, stepping aside in the bathroom so as not to appear if someone is passing in the hallway, with her whore outfit it would get people talking in the building! As soon as the front door is closed I introduce myself and introduce my wife, obviously this tall man is already very attracted to my wife's big breasts which overflow from the bra. He gives Sonia a kiss and then I bring him into the main room. There he examines me from head to toe with a disapproving pout, pulls out 3 €50 bills that he carelessly hands me. I stuff the tickets in the pocket of my shorts. The man remains standing for a moment, stoic and silent, then ends up saying: _ Do you often wear stockings? _ No, but as you had requested… So I put on my compression stockings… You want to drink a coffee, a fruit juice? _ Coffee for me. I leave the room to go to the kitchen area to prepare a coffee, during this time I see the man come towards my wife and start groping her breasts without further ado. The coffee ready, I come back with the full cup which I put on the coffee table in front of the sofa bed and invite our "customer" to sit down. He then sits down on the sofa, suggests that Sonia come and sit by his side, then says to me in a dry tone: _ Hairy bitch, show me your pedal ass… While I undress, he continues to caress my wife shamelessly, after her heavy breasts that he fiddled with well, he now takes possession of her smooth pussy that he searches as if he were at home. I find myself naked, standing in front of my wife sprawled on the couch getting her pussy caught by the greedy fingers of a gentleman who takes us for whores, it's very exciting after all, even if I have the feeling to have the My wife also begins to fondle the big bump in Maurice's pants, then she says to him: _ Make yourself comfortable... The man gets up and undresses in turn, quietly putting his things on the armchair in front of the secretary at the back . of the room. Once naked, he comes back to sit with my wife and resumes his obscene caresses. _ Wait Maurice, my husband will come and suck you, you tell me if he sucks well or not, then said my wife. I take a pillow from the small closet in the room, put it on the floor between the man's thighs, and place myself on my knees on the pillow between his thighs. I take his good-sized cock in my right hand, and shove it in the mouth. I suck my "client" and jerk him off at the same time, he asks my wife questions while searching her pussy with her inquisitive fingers: _ Do you often play whores? _ But it's you who offered us money to fuck us that I know, right? _ I meant, do you often receive guys? _ Like you ! No, you're the first… Sonia replies astutely to cut short the discussion which seems to her to be slipping towards a point of no interest. For my part, I always pump on my knees on the cushion, I knead the man's balls at the same time and jerk him off, but not too hard so as not to make him come too quickly. The man indulges in the pleasures that I give him by sucking him, he fingers and kneads now mechanically, then he comes back to the subject all the same, saying: _ Yes, I'm happy that you are my two whores for me all alone... It's terribly exciting after all to be called a whore! Besides, after he leaves, we'll talk about it with my girlfriend who will tell me the same thing, she was wet from feeling like a whore... For now, I'm still pumping this cock assiduously, which takes on a nice volume when I hear my wife ask: _ So he sucks my motherfucker husband? _ Yeah ! Not bad at all...we can see that he has a job! I also hear my slutty wife moan softly, I know that at this time the pleasure rises slowly. Then she said after a few minutes: _ Wait, you're going to start by buggering this fag husband ... Then, addressing me as if I were his footman, she continues: grab a condom so that our customer can bugger you. I get up, pick up the cousin, and turn around to bustle around on the little coffee table and take a condom out of the little kit. I remove the condom from the package and hand the utensil to Madame. _ Stand up, she orders in a natural tone to our guest who runs in the moment. My wife, still seated, obviously expert, tends the condom between four fingers and puts the penis in the protection of latex. Then she gets up, replaces the towel that is on the seat of the sofa and says to me: _ It's up to you to get into position, darling… I kneel on the edge of the sofa while I hear my wife grabbing the lubricant and that she is coming soon to coat my anus with it. The man stands behind me, spreads my buttocks, surely points to my asshole and thrusts into me all of a sudden. Neither too dry nor too slow, obviously he has a habit of buggering men. I feel it deep in my anus, it comes and goes and very quickly it starts to gasp and file my ass more and more vigorously. He took the opportunity to fondle my wife and then shovel her while continuing her great back and forth inside me, pushing me with each blow of her head still further into the back of the sofa. Sonia takes pleasure in caressing the pretty round buttocks of the man while playing with the tongue of her "client" and offering her heavy breasts to the right and expert hand of M ...

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