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5-STAR POSTS!!     |
06/03/2025
‘Twas an idea hubby & I we picked up from your very readable pages; where a bride to be, instead of holding a traditional hen night, in agreement with her fiancé, invited a few of her former boyfriends for a good French kissing session, whilst her fiancé was organising the drinks, replenishing the flutes all the while whilst watching his fiancé being snogged. Not just that, but she had a couple of her married bridesmaids there as well, & who after earlier hesitation, but suitably fuelled by the Prosecco, joined in in the snogging session!
So both hubby & I decided to hold such a party for Valentine’s Day 2 years back in 2023. My 3 former stud partners lived fairly near, the furthest 70 miles away. Needless to say it was a delightful session in 2023, as I kept tasting 3 different tongues in front of my husband, who was armed with REAL Champagne, a bottle apiece brought along by my former boyfriends. So good was it that we repeated this in 2024, but with a difference. After the 2023 event, I asked a close friend how she & her hubby had celebrated the day. She was pissed off, as nothing had happened, the swine not even giving her a Valentine’s Day card! I expressed my sadness, &of course she then asked how I’D celebrated the day. I couldn’t lie. She was amused, & perhaps casually asked if she too could attend the following year ie the 14 February 2024, as she did not expect anything from her unromantic hubby. Both hubby & I were all for it, so Helen pencilled it in her diary!
Come 2024; the 3 studs were delighted to not only tongue my mouth, but also that of Helen’s. And believe me, watching a good snog from a couple of feet away is pure delight, as I saw these guys doing ‘tongue jobs in her hungry mouth’. Meanwhile hubby was happy watching & topping up our glasses with the Moët! SO impressed was Helen specially with one of the studs following 2024, that she dropped a bombshell a couple of months back—-she said that her husband was getting from bad to worse; 14 February 2025 fell on a Friday, & her stupid husband had planned a weekend away with his mates to watch their local football team playing an away game, some 200 miles away, leaving Friday 14 February 2025 straight from work. She asked if she could repeat the ‘2024 snogging event’ ( her words), AND spend that weekend at our place, with one of the studs Jason, whom she intensely fancied; of course in total confidence all this.
Naturally Jason was delighted, as Helen is a stunner, & he was flattered that she wanted him to service her. The other 2 lads did not know, but that was the intention. So for the 3rd year in a row, such such deep snogging, as all three lads kept on tonguing our mouths romantically, with my romantic husband on ‘champagne duty’, & Helen's totally unromantic husband on his way to the away hotel! Well, never tire of these evenings, but what followed was awesome. The 2 ‘rejected’ lads left, but Jason stayed on. We’d vacated our marital king sized beds & took to the twin beds in the guest room. Helen & Jason were awesome, judging by the sounds coming from next door. Talk of football, the word ‘own goal’ came to mind, her poor hubby scoring the most blatant og possible. That whole weekend was spent with those 2 lovebirds at it, with hubby & I providing sustenance by way of food, drink etc! We were the perfect hosts, with, on one occasion both hubby & I even masturbating whilst listening to Helen orgasm yet again! Only on Sunday morning did Helen & Jason make their way to their homes, Helen ensuring she getting home, a couple of miles away, before her unromantic husband returned!
Well, would you believe it—-a few days back, Helen dropped another bombshell! She confided in us, telling us, almost triumphantly that she’d fallen pregnant; no, not her hubby, but stud Jason had impregnated her; she was looking forward to having Jason’s baby. She rang Jason to tell him; he too was delighted for her, & promised to meet her again. And so it was; both Jason & Helen came over one afternoon fo lunch. After a few glasses of wine, they suggested a ‘thank you gesture’ for hubby & I. They stripped off, & she knelt before him, & slowly & lovingly sucked him off in front of us—-yes, once more both hubby & I masturbated whilst admiring them. Yes, & seeing that beautiful cock again was such a thrill——the cock I’d taken so so many times before I got wed
Now we look forward to following Helen’s pregnancy——& yes, if a boy, he’s gonna be called Jason after his natural dad, & if a girl, ‘Anna’, after me!
Frankly, serves her husband right—-a great own goal if ever there was one!
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So both hubby & I decided to hold such a party for Valentine’s Day 2 years back in 2023. My 3 former stud partners lived fairly near, the furthest 70 miles away. Needless to say it was a delightful session in 2023, as I kept tasting 3 different tongues in front of my husband, who was armed with REAL Champagne, a bottle apiece brought along by my former boyfriends. So good was it that we repeated this in 2024, but with a difference. After the 2023 event, I asked a close friend how she & her hubby had celebrated the day. She was pissed off, as nothing had happened, the swine not even giving her a Valentine’s Day card! I expressed my sadness, &of course she then asked how I’D celebrated the day. I couldn’t lie. She was amused, & perhaps casually asked if she too could attend the following year ie the 14 February 2024, as she did not expect anything from her unromantic hubby. Both hubby & I were all for it, so Helen pencilled it in her diary!
Come 2024; the 3 studs were delighted to not only tongue my mouth, but also that of Helen’s. And believe me, watching a good snog from a couple of feet away is pure delight, as I saw these guys doing ‘tongue jobs in her hungry mouth’. Meanwhile hubby was happy watching & topping up our glasses with the Moët! SO impressed was Helen specially with one of the studs following 2024, that she dropped a bombshell a couple of months back—-she said that her husband was getting from bad to worse; 14 February 2025 fell on a Friday, & her stupid husband had planned a weekend away with his mates to watch their local football team playing an away game, some 200 miles away, leaving Friday 14 February 2025 straight from work. She asked if she could repeat the ‘2024 snogging event’ ( her words), AND spend that weekend at our place, with one of the studs Jason, whom she intensely fancied; of course in total confidence all this.
Naturally Jason was delighted, as Helen is a stunner, & he was flattered that she wanted him to service her. The other 2 lads did not know, but that was the intention. So for the 3rd year in a row, such such deep snogging, as all three lads kept on tonguing our mouths romantically, with my romantic husband on ‘champagne duty’, & Helen's totally unromantic husband on his way to the away hotel! Well, never tire of these evenings, but what followed was awesome. The 2 ‘rejected’ lads left, but Jason stayed on. We’d vacated our marital king sized beds & took to the twin beds in the guest room. Helen & Jason were awesome, judging by the sounds coming from next door. Talk of football, the word ‘own goal’ came to mind, her poor hubby scoring the most blatant og possible. That whole weekend was spent with those 2 lovebirds at it, with hubby & I providing sustenance by way of food, drink etc! We were the perfect hosts, with, on one occasion both hubby & I even masturbating whilst listening to Helen orgasm yet again! Only on Sunday morning did Helen & Jason make their way to their homes, Helen ensuring she getting home, a couple of miles away, before her unromantic husband returned!
Well, would you believe it—-a few days back, Helen dropped another bombshell! She confided in us, telling us, almost triumphantly that she’d fallen pregnant; no, not her hubby, but stud Jason had impregnated her; she was looking forward to having Jason’s baby. She rang Jason to tell him; he too was delighted for her, & promised to meet her again. And so it was; both Jason & Helen came over one afternoon fo lunch. After a few glasses of wine, they suggested a ‘thank you gesture’ for hubby & I. They stripped off, & she knelt before him, & slowly & lovingly sucked him off in front of us—-yes, once more both hubby & I masturbated whilst admiring them. Yes, & seeing that beautiful cock again was such a thrill——the cock I’d taken so so many times before I got wed
Now we look forward to following Helen’s pregnancy——& yes, if a boy, he’s gonna be called Jason after his natural dad, & if a girl, ‘Anna’, after me!
Frankly, serves her husband right—-a great own goal if ever there was one!
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