Valentine's Vigor

By Zarmba

Published on Feb 13, 2024

Gay

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I was enjoying watching, my husband enjoy his Valentine's present from me. Ste's face was just visible pressed on the bed beneath the undercarriage of our young dom who I had procured. A fine strapping 19year old jock from the midwest, blonde, cute as fuck, massive dong and wearing his stinky jock and football gear.

"You want this, sad ol' bitch?" taunted the jock as he eased himself up on his knees to hover just over Ste's flushed face, wagging his meat on a semi, slapping it across Ste's mouth. Ste sure did it seems.

I was watching on all fours butt naked except for a latex thong from the corner where our jock had leashed me. He had given me strict orders against touching myself while he dealt with my husband.

Ste and I had met back in '03 when we were this dude's age. Ste had been a model back then and I was working for a photographer in east London. We hit it off and in '13 finally tied the knot. The sex was still good, but I knew what Ste really craved. He got tired of doing my 40year old ass so occasionally we drafted in some fit young lad to spice things up again. I didn't object to getting a taste of young hung meat either. And I really got off seeing Ste so totally dominated by a much younger hotter dude.

This one was definitely the hottest yet. He was so cornfed and ripped yet boyish. A real rough diamond midwestern white thug. There's nothing quite like the taste of twunk cock or the musky aroma of a sweaty under 25year old jock asshole. I don't care how hot you might be, once you pass 25 you'll never have the same appeal. I saw this back when I worked for the photographer. Models were good up to about 23, then they got less and less work. Ste and I were well past it. But we were more than willing to worship.

I saw Ste reach up with his tongue caressing the jocks swaying ballsack. I was aching to start whakking off, but I knew I'd get the strap for that. The jock suddenly plunged his ass right down, engulfing Ste's entire face while shooting a glance in my direction and giving me a stunningly coy smile.

"I hope you're not too attached to this ol' bitch' he remarked as he grinned at me "i mean, he's fairly near disappearing up my asshole right now!....awh yeah little bitch!' he added, letting me know Ste was well exploring the young stud's butthole. He raised himself again onto his knees to let Ste get some air before squatting down again.

"Ok. You can come over" said our young friend as he motioned to me. I undid the leash and crawled over, my hand already down in my thong beginning to jerk convulsively. "i don't need to see your old dick and ass! You just go round back now and get a whiff". I sped up my crawl and arrived there behind those creamy white sweating cheeks. He obligingly bent forward over the bed and presented me with manhole, glistening there with rosebud lips. Awh, that taste!

I was now in position for Ste to start blowing me off as I ate away at this stud-boy's ass crack. We got into a rhythm as all three of us sweated and pumped. The sound of wet skin slapping and sucking followed. The jock let a fart, but I didn't care, I just munched away at this midwest masterpiece as Ste gobbled on my 40year old dong.

Finally I filled Ste with my man cream as our boy delivered his load, overshooting the side of the bed even to spray against the window. Now thats youthful vigor!

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