Between Christmas and New Year's, we logged onto our usual swinger forum, looking for men for New Year's Eve. There were many offers, and Franck selected a man in his fifties from photos—well-built and well-proportioned. He had sent us a picture of himself with an erection, and I must confess that his penis was bigger and longer than Franck's. I was hesitant at first, but I admit I looked at his penis with "appetite." We talked by email, just like with you, and the three of us got very excited. The idea was simple: he would take care of me, and Franck would watch and participate or not. The day waiting for him was long. We made love several times. Then, around 5 p.m., I started getting ready, wearing these undergarments under a very sheer red dress. Around 8 p.m., he knocked on the door. I went to open it. We greeted each other, exchanging knowing and slightly embarrassed smiles. I invited him into the living room. Franck was waiting for us, his eyes sparkling and sensual. I sat down next to him on the sofa, Franck opposite us in the armchair. We chatted while sipping champagne and enjoying some appetizers, then he placed his hand on my thigh and complimented me on my outfit. I didn't resist and thanked him for his compliments. He grew bolder, encouraged by Franck, who wondered aloud if I'd forgotten to put on panties and suggested to Pierre (our stranger) that he check. He complied, of course, and began to caress me while sliding the straps of my dress down and lifting the hem to expose the tops of my thighs. He fondled my breasts and buttocks, encouraged by my husband while kissing me. I let him continue. "Mmm! Your wife is really hot! She has such beautiful breasts," he said to Franck. Then he started to move down my stomach, his hands, one below, the other above, meeting on my clitoris. I moaned with pleasure. He spread my thighs so Franck could enjoy the show, and began to finger me. It lasted quite a while; he inserted one finger first, then two. He licked his fingers and made me lick them too. " Would you like it if your wife sucked me?" he asked my husband. "Huh? You're going to suck me, you little bitch!" I obeyed, pulling down his pants. He was naked, his penis erect. I took it in my hand while looking at Franck, then began to suck him. He held my head and pressed down with each of my movements. "My cock feels good, doesn't it?" "Yes, it does. Nice and big, I'm all wet." "I'm going to fuck you good after this?""Oh yes, you're going to fuck her," Franck said before I could even reply, his mouth full of his cock. "That's what you're here for!" I nodded in agreement and continued sucking him for a while, glancing at myself in the wardrobe mirror from time to time. He made me get on all fours, fingered my pussy, and licked my anus. I let him do it, my eyes closed. He started to bring his cock closer to my pussy and impaled me with a sharp thrust. "Yes, fuck me hard! Destroy my little pussy! Oh, that's good! " "You like it, slut, getting fucked? " "Oh yes, she loves it," Franck replied; "go ahead , fuck her." "Do you want me to fuck you in the ass?" he asked. "I don't know," I replied. "But yes, fuck her," Franck retorted, "she likes to be taken from behind. Go slowly at first, you're bigger than me," he told him. What he did, wow, it was hard at first, then I felt more filled than ever. I don't know how long Pierre kept thrusting, his strokes getting deeper and deeper between my thighs, but at that pace, I figured he was about to ejaculate. I was a little disappointed because if he came right away, I risked being left unsatisfied now that I was all worked up and full, and wouldn't have fond memories of this New Year's Eve adventure. Pierre didn't slow down, and now I could hear my husband shouting encouragement. He started hurling insults at me in crude terms that only served to excite me even more. "You little bourgeois slut. You were hiding your true intentions well from your husband, while I had two fingers inside you and you were giving him those little smiles. You're going to get what you deserve, and you'd better not play coy." "Keep going, it's coming, I'm going to cum. Fuck harder, please. Shake me with your big cock. Put it in deep. It's sooooo good. " "And you haven't even seen my buddy Amir's yet. I'm going to call him and we're going to fuck you like you deserve. You'll see what an Arab cock is like." There was a blank for me then, something that wasn't part of the plan, or maybe Franck had been keeping secrets from me. I turned towards him but at the same moment was seized by a very strong anal orgasm. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh. He let me recover a little, contenting himself with sliding his big cock in and out of my ass, just to stay in top shape. You're a real slut, aren't you? I can't believe how much you like dick, I'll call Amir, anyway, it's already agreed with Franck.I wasn't ...

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