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Diary of my affairs. Chapter 12. The MMF Letdown. Part 2. Making Plans
Getting nothing but a few emails from Ernie, I decided to
look at guys on our couple profile that were listed as being
within 100 miles who checked us out. Coming across a guy
on the site who sent an email saying his name was Al, his profile
listed him as being in his forties and about sixty miles
away, but it only had a face picture on his profile. Reading
what his profile had to say, I rechecked our old email on
both of our profiles to see if he'd sent an email finding
two of them. Both were exact duplicates sent to our couples
profile, but everything he mentioned seemed sincere unlike
a lot of the emails we got asking what we were doing tonight
and how soon can we fuck. His email told me what he liked along
with a lot more instead of the usual rude, ‘Lets fuck, ’
bullshit, so I wrote him back with one thing leading to another.



On a Friday night while Wayne was at a ballgame I found Al
on the sites instant messenger and seeing how he was listed
as 60 miles away, I sent him a message asking how he was doing.
Going back and forth chatting about things I can’t remember
now, he finally offered me his phone number, so I wrote it
down but didn’t want to give him mine for obvious reasons.
Instead, I arranged to call him from a pay phone. (Remember
those?) After letting him know I wanted to talk to my husband
first, I found out he’d be at home all night on Saturday,
but gone all day Sunday. Saying I might call him, Al wanted
to know why I wouldn’t call him right then, so I just lied
saying I was getting ready to leave. Again it was for the
obvious reasons.


With Wayne sometimes having a one track mind, the first
thing his one track mind wanted to know after I told him about
it was if Al asked about ass fucking me.


“He didn’t mention it” I replied. Wayne bought me
a calling card the next day so I didn’t have to take a bunch
of change with me to call Al, but when I went to call him on Saturday night he wanted to tag along
and listen. We drove to a nearby gas station where the payphone
was out by the street and of course Wayne reminded me that
if we went through with this and Al wanted anal I would have
to at least let him try.


Al never said anything about anal and I sure as hell wasn’t
going to bring it up. The main thing that kept me interested
was looking at his profile picture knowing that fucking
him was as easy as asking him to meet somewhere.


I called him and we talked for about fifteen minutes while
Wayne leaned into me listening. “We can meet somewhere
halfway between us, ” Al said when things got a little
more serious.


“I know of a restaurant called Beddington’s that’s
just off the freeway. It's about thirty miles from
both of us, ” I said getting a little excited.


“I know right where it’s at, ” Al said. “There’s
a couple of hotels near the mall there too.”


“Yes there is. I’ll email you on the site or I’ll call
when Wayne and I can get away to meet you and let you know.”



“Sounds good to me but before you hang up I’ve got one
more question.”


“What’s that?”


“Well, to be honest and I hope it don’t piss you off,
but a couple of your profile pictures show your ass, and
I was just wondering if you do anal?”


Knowing Wayne was listening in and would be there I replied
saying, “I’ll let you try it, but if it hurts too much
you’ll have to stop.”


Hearing my answer Wayne stood there giving me a smile and
a thumbs up. After I hung up I looked at him and said, “Your
fantasy of watching another guy fuck me in the ass might
come true, but don’t expect me to be thrilled about it.”



On Monday night Wayne was on the site saying I had an email
from Al with dick pictures. It had to have been sent within
the last few hours because it wasn’t there when I signed
off a little earlier. Reading it and looking at the pictures
he had a measuring tape beside his dick showing a hard thick
dick just less than ten inches long with a ribbon around
the base tied into a bow. Barring any photo shop tricks his
dick may have been as long or longer than my old boyfriend
Joe’s, but obviously thicker. Since it wasn’t a full
body shot, I didn’t know if it was actually him or not.
His email said something like, ‘I just thought I’d
send you a picture of my friend who’s been hard ever since
I talked to you, and I’d like for you to meet me soon and
unwrap your present.’


“I can’t wait to watch him bury his cock in your ass, ”
Wayne said while I was reading the message.


“I’ll keep my part of the deal and let him try, but if
that’s really his dick don’t get pissed off if it hurts
too much for anal.”


Wayne made me agree that once he paid for a room he’d at
minimum get to ass fuck me while I blew Al and how I might get
my first real pussy and ass DP. He also added that even if
nothing happened once he paid for a room I’d have to give
up my ass to him.


The following night while Wayne was out with his buddies
I got online checking out more guys among other things only
to find out I had another email from Al with the same picture
of his dick wrapped in a bow. His message said he wanted me
to call him back wanting to hear my voice again, and how he
couldn’t wait to see me in person. I moved on looking at
a few other guys profiles and started feeling horny, so
I left to go to a pay phone to call him not knowing if he’d
be home or not.


Al answered and I said, “Hey Al, its Mary. I hope you’re
not busy because you said you wanted me to call you back,
but you didn’t specify a time.”


“That’s ok, I got all the time in the world. I can even
meet with you tonight at the restaurant if you want.”



“I can’t tonight because Wayne’s out with his friends
and I won’t do this alone, but I’ll let you know when
we have time.”


“I drove to the restaurant after I got off work today and
went in to get a bite to eat. I don’t know if you know it or
not but there’s a hotel right behind it. When you get the
time let me know, and I’ll buy dinner and pay for the room.”



“I’ll talk to Wayne about this coming weekend when
he comes home tonight and see what he says. Just check your
email on the site tomorrow.”


“I’ve been fantasizing about you, but I need to know
how do you prefer anal sex?”


“I really don’t care for it in any position. It’s
just a fantasy of Wayne’s to watch another guy ass fuck
me.”


“So he’s already seen you fucking another guy, but
just no anal?”


“Not exactly. This will be the first time for both of us.”



“Oh, ” Al said seeming surprised. “Does that mean
you won’t let me try it?”


“I’ll let you try, but if I say stop you have to stop.”
Something about talking to a complete stranger about sex
turned me on so much that I went on to say, “There’s a
fantasy of mine I’d like for you to fulfill too.”


“What’s that?”


“If that’s really your dick in the picture I want to
lay with my head hanging over the edge of the bed and let you
mouth fuck me until you cum down my throat if I can get it all
in.”


“I can assure you the picture is me, and I’d love to make
your fantasy come true. I’ll email you a couple more pictures
to prove it and while we’re on the subject can you send
me one of you because although they look great all I’ve
really seen is your pussy, ass and tits?”


I agreed before going on to tell Al about my old boyfriend
Joe who was just about as long as him and how one time I deep
throated Joe to where he was throat fucking me, but pulled
out to fuck me before he got off. “Ever since that day I’ve
kind of wondered about it and sometimes I wish he’d have
stayed there and done it himself.”


“Why haven’t you asked your husband to do it?”


“Well for starters we’re hardly ever in the right position
plus I’d rather just have him do it than ask for it.”



“Well consider it done, ” Al said before we hung up.



Wayne came home around eleven that night, and I told him
about being on the site along with how I got horny and left
to call Al. “Did he ask about your ass, ” Wayne asked
immediately?


“Yes, and before you ask I said I’d let him try.”


“Anything else?”


“Just a little dirty talk. He asked if I'd like a gangbang,
if I liked deep throating and swallowing and that sort of
stuff and I said yes to everything except the gangbang.”
I forgot to mention about telling Al to fulfill my fantasy
of cumming down my throat and instead asked about possibly
meeting him this Saturday along with how Al said he’d
buy dinner and pay for the room.


“He can buy dinner, but we’ll get the room.”


“Why should we pay for the room, ” I asked?


“For starters we don’t really know him. He could have
other people waiting in a room or someone else could have
a spare key to walk in on us.”


“Oh, I didn’t think about that.”


“So are you ready to do this on Saturday?”


“I guess so.”


“Well you need to be a little more enthusiastic about
it! And don’t forget once I pay for a room, regardless
of what happens I’m going to get your ass whether he shows
up or not!”


“I know and before I forget he asked for a face picture.”



“Send him one if you want. Tell him to meet us at six, but
let him know he can pay for dinner and we’ll pay for the
room.”


Wasting no time I got on the site sending Al a full body picture
of me naked laying on my back on our bed while Wayne watched.
With both of us feeling horny knowing we’d set the plan
in motion, Wayne stripped and laid upside down on the bed
wanting to do a 69.


“You get on top this time, ” I said remembering what
I told Al my fantasy was.


“What’s the occasion?”


“I feel like being a bad girl tonight, and I want you to
treat me like one.”


“Bad girls get fucked in the ass, ” he replied.


“That’s not going to happen until Saturday, and you
might have to watch Al do it first.”


I got off pretty quick with Wayne fingering me while mostly
working over my clit and he didn’t start mouth fucking
me until after I had my first climax. He just let his dick
dangle above making me raise up to suck it, but as soon as
I started to get off he was brutally mouth fucking me saying,
“I’d like to see Al do this to you Saturday.”


I would’ve told him he’d get his chance, but I couldn’t
talk at the time. When I grabbed his nuts to hold them away
he said, “Let them go and take your mouth fucking like
a bad girl should!”


I let go and he had his way fucking my mouth when he said, “Bite
me if you’d like to let Al do this and cram his cock down
your throat.”


I bit and soon after Wayne got off practically putting all
of his weight on my face as he crammed it all in staying there
with the head of his dick so deep in my mouth that he shot straight
down my throat. Feeling the first few squirts I laid there
thinking, 'What were the odds of this?’ Firing the
rest of his load down my throat I couldn’t breathe, so
I grabbed his balls pulling them away since they were squashed
into my nose, but I still couldn’t breathe. His dick was
apparently blocking my windpipe. With him going back for
a few last thrusts, I was at least able to breathe again when
he stopped to ask, “Bite if you’re ready for more of
this from me and Al, ” so I bit him lightly.


“Bite it again if you’re ready for multiple ass fuckings
on Saturday, ” and needing air I bit him so hard that he
didn’t ask any more biting questions. “There’ll
be a lot more of that on Saturday, ” he added while I gasped
for air. If nothing else happened, including meeting Al
I’d had a load of cum shot straight down my throat.


The very next day when I got on the site there was an email
from Al with three pictures attached. The first one had
a ruler by his dick showing he was just short of ten inches
long. The second one was beside a soda can showing he was
well over half as thick as the can. The last one was a full
body side view with him holding the soda can on top of his
dick. He left a message that said something to the effect
of, ‘Hope this is proof enough for you. I’ll be counting
down the hours until Saturday, and I love the picture you
sent. You look delicious and just so you know I love eating
a shaved pussy. I could tell it was shaved in your profile
pictures, and I hope it still is because I want to bury my
face between your thighs until I get you off a few times before
doing anything else. Can’t wait to fuck you Saturday.’



Showing the message and pictures to Wayne when he came home,
he said, “I can’t wait to watch his cock disappear in
all three holes of yours. Especially your ass, even though
he’ll have to wear a condom.”


We had sex of some kind almost every morning and night through
Friday, and on Saturday morning we both woke up naked from
a marathon sex session the night before when I wanted to
fuck again. “Let's hold off and we’ll both be even
hornier tonight.”


We left home way before 5:00 and with Wayne pulling off the
highway one exit too early I asked, “What are you doing?”



“There’s a couple hotels at this exit, and I’ll get
us a room here.”


“There’s hotels by the restaurant, ” I said.


“It’s just in case things don’t work out. I don’t
want Al looking around all the hotels for our car if he sees
us pulling in or out of the restaurant.” Before Wayne
got out of the car he kissed me and then reminded me by saying,
“Once I pay for the room I don’t want to hear you bitch
about having to give up your ass.”


“You might have to watch Al do it first, ” I teased again
before shoving my tongue in his mouth.


After getting a room we put some of our things in it and headed
for the restaurant. I was wearing a black garter with black
crotchless panties and matching hose along with a skimpy
bra only covered by a black dress that went to my knees. As
we drove to the next exit Wayne reached over pulling up my
dress wanting to finger me.


“Stop, ” I said! “You’ll get my dress soiled before
we get there. Besides, you’re the one who said to hold
off until we got to the hotel.”


“I’ll stop if you tell me how far you’ll go in the hotel
room with me and Al, ” he replied.


Knowing what he wanted to hear I said, “After I let Al fuck
my ass I’m going let you take your turn while I let him fuck
my mouth until he cums down my throat or gives me something
to swallow.”


That was all Wayne wanted to hear as he stopped trying to
finger me saying, “I can’t wait to see the look on his
face when he fills your ass with cum.”


“He’s going to be wearing a condom, ” I replied.



“Why would you want him to wear a condom if you’re going
let him cum down your throat?”


“We’ll just have to wait and see.”


Continued in part 3 the final chapter. Thanks for reading,



Mary
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Great story, it sounds like it will be a really ho ttyime
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