My name is Maureen, and I'm taking the time to write this to help out other women who might have the same problem as myself.My name is Maureen, and I'm taking the time to write this to help out other women who might have the same problem as myself. My dilemma was simple. I married a wonderful, secure, attractive man, whom I adore. I also adore having my pussy eaten, and unfortunately, my husband, who not normally a picky eater, stops one step short of hair pie. No matter how I cleansed myself or how much I would suck his cock, he would simply and without further discussion refuse to slide his tongue into my love nest. I have a very good girlfriend who loves to give me excellent head, although I do not consider myself a lesbian and have never gone down on her. One day, while she was munching away between my thighs, I let it slip that Ken, my husband, had never experimented with oral sex on me. Debbie was aghast, and she told me she would help me formulate a plan to remedy the situation. Debbie is a foxy, horny 24-year-old with an incredible chest measurement of 42C. She told me that she would see if she could seduce my husband into eating her out, and if she could, then we would know that it is not oral sex itself that Ken objects to, but me. we set it up so that Debbie would come over one day after I had left for an evening class that I attend. She tried to get me to peek through a window at the action, but I felt that I might get, jealous and try to break it up if it got too steamy. Actually, I was pretty sure that Debbie would not get her pussy eaten that night. We came to an understanding that if she did get my husband and herself too horny, they could fuck, but I didn't want to hear about it from anyone except Ken. The following is Debbie's version of what transpired. I left for my class at 6:45 P.M. after kissing Ken good-night. Debbie rand the bell at about 8:30, innocently looking for me. Ken explained that I was out for the evening, but invited her in to watch a football game. |