MIke Was Here

I knew Melissa had been having some fun this afternoon when I arrived home and found her in our bedroom, laying on our bed in the nude, with her legs spread, her cunny visibly recently fucked, cum dripping from her slit.

"Hi!" she said, as I walked into the bedroom. She didn't raise her head, just laid back on the pillow, saying, "I saved something for you, why don't you get undressed and have taste. I need you to clean me up."

Of course I wasn't long shucking my clothes and diving for the bed, between her open legs, my hands on each of her thighs, as she said, "I just had the most wonderful orgasm, it was a doozy!"

"Uh-huh..." I nodded my head, asking her without words to tell me more.

"Never mind now, do you want to clean me up or not?" she asked, and I didn't hesitate, moving down between my wife's open legs, my tongue reaching for her pussy, my lips tasting hers and the combined cum that waited their for me. I could smell their scent, his scent, strong and masculine against the musky, sexy scent of my wife, unmistakably the scent of her having had sex recently.

"Mike just left, I'm surprised you didn't see him."

I didn't, Mike is a friend of Mel's the two of them get together now and again for some fun, usually with me watching, but lately our relationship has really moved to the cuckold/hotwife mode, and she frequently entertains whomever she wants in our bedroom, with my blessing of course, good cuck that I am. My one rule is that if I am not there to watch, she has to tell me about it.

Today she told me how Mike had come by after lunch, and they had gone for a ride on his Harley. Upon their return to the house, she had invited him in and one thing led to another, and well..they fucked like rabbits for hours. As she told me about it, my own cock swelled, and she moaned occasionally as my tongue worked up and down her recently fucked pussy, still wet and wanting more. I knew that she was becoming aroused from a combination of my licking and her own recounting of the events of the afternoon.

My cock was pulsating under me as I laid on the bed, between her outstretched legs, gently and slowly licking her, tasting her, sliding my tongue in and out of her open womanness, taking her with my mouth, were Mike had just taken her with his cock. She described how big he was, much bigger than me, of course, and how she had sucked his cock in our living room before she led him to our bed, and took him to her. The two of them enjoyed each other, their bodies entwined, and then joined as he slid inside of her, taking her deep, giving her all of his appreciable penis, all that she needed and more.

Her bum started lifting off the bed a little, rising to meet my face against her pussy, my tongue working hard, massaging her clit, until she couldn't take anymore and let go an orgasm, screaming and gasping, both of her hands holding my head hard to her cunt, as she came and came. Then, just as suddenly, she pushed me away and closed her legs, shutting me out from her wet box, telling me that was enough.

"I'm pretty tender." She said, "Can you just jerk off on my bum....?"

That was when she rolled over on to her stomach and I saw her bum, and the words written in lipstick on her bum cheeks, "Mike was here"