Next out of nowhere she dropped to her knees and started to suck his cock. For information's sake, I'll add that my best friend also shared some of those unfortunate traits. We talked all night and into the morning. We were young, drunk and enjoying the heck out of each other. Both of us were 17 at the time and agreed to heed the call of adolescent restlessness. She was of those people that turned into someone else when she drank.
My wife, however, given all the same circumstances — maybe because of her alcoholism, or maybe not — put one foot over that line from which there was no return. Alcohol, Cocaine How wanted was this hookup for you at the time? I enjoyed my fair share of the hooch but when it came to my wife, I often found myself having to babysit her when we were drinking in public. Neither she nor I had any idea how long we'd been up there but a good dent had been made in the whiskey bottle. How did they behave toward you? The rubbing carried on for a few minutes and my wife unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. They showed up right on time with a bottle of Crown Royal and an assortment of other intoxicating libations. I stood up and exclaimed that a cigarette was in order. This guy was like a brother to me.
The hookup was not planned at all. The more Coke she did the sluttier she acted. But, my wife and I both agreed we enjoyed ourselves and want to do it again. We stumbled down the hallway and pushed open the bedroom door. As the night wore on there was some sex conversation and I aske my wife to sit on my buddies lap.
In fact she asked me to keep requesting that she show off her big beautiful tits. I asked when this was to take place, and the wife said I want some now. One fateful morning on the beach, this blue-eyed blonde walked up, and for the first time my teenage my powers of seduction were gone I froze. Of course, I said Now's your chance, He looked at me and said really? She did, with her tits still out, and we all walked back outside. I didn't feel the need to babysit that night so I let myself enjoy the evening on my terms. The next few minutes were as ugly as you'd think. Up on the roof, you could see the famous Hollywood sign, and glowing lights from the Sunset strip.
We were standing outside talking admiring her tits and I want to see if the action got her wet so I felt her pussy and it was very wet. So why were we all over each other? It was just high enough to put us face to face. So, she and I went to my favorite smoking spot up on the roof. So what happened up there on the roof? I had to carry his ass out of a few bars on more than a few occasions. Unbeknownst to me, she had already planned to get my number as I was leaving.
This lasted maybe 5 minutes and my wife fully aroused wanted to do her line. Not at all Do you regret this hookup? I just smiled and asked if they were having fun. I let my friend touch my wife Last night we had a bunch of people over and ended up with some of us in the hot tub, By the end of the night my wife was passed out in a lounge chair on the deck and just me and my best friend were left sitting in the hot tub, everyone else was gone home, We were pretty drunk and I know he has always thought my wife was hot, He looked over at her and said Geez, you are a lucky man, We laughed and I decided I should put her to bed, I dried off and picked her up, He opened the door for me and I noticed her was staring at her as I passed him, He opened the bedroom door for me and I laid her on the bed in her bikini, I looked at him and said I should change her out of her bikini, He said I'll go mix some more drinks, I said Haven't you ever wanted to see her naked? She did and was lightly grinding on him. He smiled and started to lick around her nipple and then started sucking her nipple so I started sucking the other one. It was a very wild ride for several hours. Even when I returned home, it took months before I slept in my own bed. These lonesome ladies turn into savage and wild beasts when given the chance to unleash the animal urges that dwell deep inside them.
She would come over at night usually called and we would fuck until dawn. What would you like to see changed in that regard? Next, we all agreed that a line of Coke was in need and went inside to do it. We even got her to go in a local store to buy wine in that outfit. Seven hours, a pack of cigarettes, and a few red bulls later the road trip came to an end with the sound of our tires crunching down the course driveway sand. A two-ball screwball is a cylindrical frozen treat with two gumballs on the bottom. That was years ago, I now have bfs, I get picked up on nights out either with my hubby or without, I have the freedom to go with a guy and come home well fucked. Neither my wife and I, or our friends, to the best of my knowledge, had any swinging experience.
Sure, we got a little handsy but those boundaries had been crossed hours ago. There really are guys that love their wives to be sluts. Oh, how we loved to drink in those days. Quickly put another line down and told my friend to go for it and he snorted it up. Needles to say we plan on doing this again. I lost track of time up there and never thought twice about the two alcoholics who were well beyond their limit downstairs alone. In the end, I wanted to be me again.
Turns out, I didn't need them. Seeing this, we decided to call it a night and went back down to the apartment for a much-needed glass of water. Empty cans of beer were knocked over on the table and playing cards lay strewn across the floor. My wife and I were hanging out on the back deck partying with my friend getting pretty drunk and high. I was inside for approximately 15 minutes and was really curious to see what was going on outside. We invited the two of them to help us ring in the new year.