It was a lazy Saturday afternoon, and I am waiting in the local pub for the Mrs to arrive with a Kudu carcass that was sold to one of the locals. As the Mrs parked the Cruiser I could so she was in a very naughty mood, kissed me and immediately gripped my cock over my pants. Yes something was up and its going to be fun.
As she sat down next to me and I saw that look in her eyes, she was so horny, and this can only mean one thing, some guy is going home with us tonight. As the draughts were enjoyed the client arrived, short stocky guy in his late 50s or early 60s, nothing impressive but he is the client. As he sat down Mrs slipped her hand into my shorts and started stroking my cock under the table, yes the client did catch a glimpse of my erection and the hand movements but did not react. So the conversation and beers were flowing then Mrs threw it out there … “do you know anything about swingers?”. With a startled look on his face he answered that he visited Pharaohs in South Africa and that it was very exciting and he had so much fun. We were not convinced but no harm.
The Mrs informed him that we are swingers, enjoy MMF fun and that I am bisexual. Short sweat and to the point. With a startled look on his face he declared he is straight and have never even considered any form of male and male fun. Mental note was made, and the beers and conversation continued on a sexy note. After a few beers and precum on my pants Mrs made the suggestion that we continue our drinks on the farm, to which he gladly agreed and of we went.
As we arrived on the farm, all gates closed, workers gone we sorted everyone with drinks and continued the sexy conversation. Yes we are nudist and sitting on the farm with cloths on is unnatural. So in seconds our cloth were off, except the client he was standing amazed and staring at Mrs’s beautiful lush body, he could not take his eyes of her breasts and that excited me. The conversation and beers continued and I noted that Mrs was sitting in a very provocative Sharon Stone position with her legs slightly spread for the client to view her beautiful pussy. Noo he was not uncomfortable, at all, he was so lost between her legs that I had to ask him twice if he wanted a refill. As naughty as Mrs can be she started pushing the client to remove his cloths, which he eagerly did, except for his Y front undies, yes age.
On my return with the next round of beers, I handed Mrs hers, allowed her to stroke my cock in full view of the client to a semi erection. With my semi erect cock dangling free it was the clients turn for a refill. Walking up to him a moved had to be made to test his straightness hehe. Coming to a stop in front of him with my cock almost in his face the beer was handed to him. Lingering around a few seconds to allow him to look, touch or hopefully suck, alas nothing happened.
It was clear that Mrs needed some action now, she taunted the client to remove his Y fronts and relax with us, finally he caved and removed it. To our disappointment a pecker not even 10cm with very little girth popped out. Not to be down hatred Mrs stood up walked over to the client and pushed her wet pussy down on his pecker, I doubt if she even felt him. As startled as the client was, he quickly grabbed her full breasts, and started kissing her while she pumped his pecker harder. Her moans filled the braai area, and my cock started throbbing. This was such a sexy, exciting, awesome sight and I wanted in on the action.
Mrs saw the lust in my eyes and stood up from the client, took his hand and lead him to our fun room. As she guided him down on the bed, on his back his pecker popped up and she mounted him again, my gaze fell on his small pecker trying to enter her, sadly nothing for her. This was my que to help, was so looking forward to see him fuck her beautiful pussy and fill her with his juices. Yes yes he is straight and made it clear that no MM play ever, hey I want to help him enjoy himself and the Mrs. So I reached out and gripped his pecker and stuffed it into the Mrs’s hot wet pussy, ok only the head so I added a few fingers for the Mrs’s pleasure.
Ok so the client is not objecting to my hand around his pecker, next step. With his pecker out, again it was time to test his convictions … and into my mouth his pecker popped. Savouring the Mrs’s juices the taste of precum filled was added. Ok so something is happening here hehe. His pecker was returned to her wanting pussy and the two of them tried again. As the Mrs rolled of him she beckoned to me to suck his pecker again, which I gladly obliged.
With eyes closed he started moaning, and it was clear he was near exploding into the warm mouth sucking his pecker. As he was about to push his load into my mouth, he opens his eyes to the site of a man sucking his pecker. With his cock still in my mouth he started voicing his disapproval and cursing, yes he took a long time to crap us out for misleading him and called us names with his cock sill in my mouth. As he got up from the bed his cum shot out of his pecker onto the floor, to his disgust.
As he dressed, his curses and allegations continue as his “shame” flowed over him. Very politely we invited him to enjoy a last beer with us, Mrs even walked over to him, fondled his cum covered pecker and tried to calm him down, but noo he was pissed off and disgusted at us. His curses started to tick me so less politely he was urged to get the f#$@ of out farm and come and apologies when he made peace with the fact that he enjoy male male action.
Wel a month on we still waiting
