Month: November 2019

Watching My Hot Wife Fuck My Friend

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We had known Dave and Mary for years, our friendship having grown after we were introduced by a mutual friend at a birthday party fifteen years earlier. We had hit it off straight away and before long we were socialising with them regularly. Dave was two years younger than me at 42, but looked 10 years younger. He was 6’2″ and built like a tank as he should be with the amount of exercise he does.

Mary at 40 years old, stands five feet six, has dark brown hair, usually worn up and has a body even at her age, which turns heads. Her tits, which always look as though they are about to burst through what is covering them, defy all gravitational laws. You can see some age in her face, but it suits her. She is one of those MILFS who are just eminently fuckable and she knows it!

My own wife Sam is no bad looker either. She is just over five feet tall, shoulder length brown hair, green eyes and a killer body, with good firm tits. I know Dave has had a thing for her for years, – you get to notice the looks, but Sam has never encouraged him and despite our previous adventures with other people (see previous stories), she would never compromise our friendship.

On the particular Friday night in question, we were preparing to meet Dave and Mary for a drink in a local country pub. As Sam was in the bathroom, we got chatting about our friends and how close we felt to them. I joked that Dave wouldn’t mind getting much closer to her. She turned to me completely naked and said, “What do you mean.”

She seemed surprised by my comment. I said “Oh come on, – surely you’ve seen the looks he gives you when Mary’s not watching him. “He’d give his right arm to fuck you.”

She blushed and I knew I had hit a nerve. “What if I were to suggest it to him” I said. “What if we asked him to fuck you while Mary and I watched? Or even better, while I fucked Mary?”

She moved closer to me now and began gently rubbing my semi — erect cock through my trousers. I could feel her large tits gently rubbing against me. “Do you really think they would go for it?” she said, as she unzipped my trousers and reached in to gently take hold of my now raging erection.

“Enough drink and merriment and I think they would.” I replied.

I could tell I had fired her lustful imagination because in a few seconds she had undone my trousers, dropped to her knees and taken my cock deep into her throat. Now I know from personal experience and from the reaction of other men I have watched her fuck that my wife gives awesome head. I felt my balls tighten and stir as I watched her bob her head.

Knowing that a great deal of the eroticism of a blowjob is in the watching of a cock disappear into her mouth, she gently moved her hair to the side to give me the perfect view. I gently held the back of her head as I began to fuck her face, feeling the sap rising in me and knowing that with each thrust, my blowing a load into her mouth was closer and closer. “I’m cumming,” I grunted and in response she took me deep as I felt my muck blow into her throat. Good little girl that she is, she didn’t stop sucking for a second and took the entire load into her mouth and swallowed.

“Is that a taste of what you have in store for Dave later?” I asked. She smiled, winked and turned towards the shower. I couldn’t wait!

After showering, Sam entered the lounge to reveal her outfit for the evening. She looked awesome! She was wearing a low cut clingy black top which displayed her 36D tits to perfection. She had coupled this with a knee — length black skirt and knee — high ‘take me home and fuck me’ black leather boots. Dave would cum in his pants just looking at her.

We entered the Pub at 7pm to find Dave sitting alone. Apparently Mary had been called away at the last minute as her mother was ill and she had to go look after her. I was a bit disappointed, but at least the evening still had possibilities.

After much merriment and flirty talk between Dave and Sam we decided to leave the cars on the pub car park and get a taxi back to our place. I persuaded Dave, rather than go back to an empty house that he should spend the night with us in our spare room. He didn’t take much persuading; – I think the idea of spending more time near Sam was very appealing to him.

While Dave went to the bathroom prior to us leaving the pub, I told Sam of a plan I had. My plan was that when we got back to our place, I would feign a headache, say I was going to take some sleeping pills and make my excuses to go to bed. This would leave them alone. I would leave the bedroom door open slightly so I could peek out and over the balcony where I would have a perfect view of the lounge sofa. She was to sit with him on there and see what happened. Hopefully, Dave would take advantage of the situation and I would be able to watch her get a good fucking.

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Party Crasher

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On my way back from the bathroom, I saw Megan at the jukebox so I stopped to see what tunes she was selecting.

“Hi,” she said cheerfully, but her tone quickly changed, “I don’t know why I come to these happy hours; I can barely stand most of these people in the office all day and they don’t get any better after they’ve been drinking.”

“Present company excepted, I assume?” I asked, knowing it was the case because we got along well at work. We tended to flirt a bit even though she was a bit younger than me, but I always assumed it was harmless office flirting and never expected it to lead to anything else.

“No, I hate you, too,” she replied, laughing, then pushed against me. I helped her with her remaining picks, which I sensed she was laboring over only so she had an excuse not to go back and rejoin our coworkers.

“Why did you come if you’re so miserable?” I finally asked.

“Ann talked me into it. She said I might feel better about some of my coworkers if I got to know them outside of the office. It isn’t working,” she explained. Ann was one of our coworkers who Megan was actually friends with. Megan wasn’t typically pessimistic or intolerant, but as a young admin, she was very put upon so I understood her frustration. Even so, I definitely was not prepared for what she said next.

“We should leave. We should go to my place and fuck,” she said unexpectedly. I looked at her, unsure of what I had just heard. “Seriously,” she continued, “don’t you think that would be more fun?”

There was no doubt that fucking Megan would be more fun than just about anything I could think of at that moment, but I was concerned about the two of us just walking out of the bar together and what sort of office gossip that would start. Still, I didn’t want her to think that I wasn’t interested.

“OK,” I responded, “I’ll go grab my coat.”

“We can’t just walk out of here together,” she laughed, echoing what I’d been thinking, “besides, I just put a bunch of songs on this jukebox.”

“Tell you what,” I said, “why don’t you write down your address for me and when ‘Bohemian Rhapsody’ starts, I’ll say that I have to leave and I’ll head for your place. When the song is over, you leave, too, and I’ll be waiting there for you.”

“Nice,” she replied, smiling and nodding. I headed back to the group while she went to borrow a pen to write her address on a cocktail napkin. I thought Ann was giving me a funny look, so maybe she saw us talking at the jukebox and was wondering what that had all been about. Megan handed me the cocktail napkin when she rejoined the group, but nothing else passed between us to indicate what we had planned for later that night. I could see that Ann was grilling her but Megan was just waving her off and rolling her eyes, apparently at the suggestion that there was anything to even talk about.

I finished my drink when I heard the first strains of “Bohemian Rhapsody” coming through the sound system, then said my good-byes and headed for the door. I knew that Megan lived downtown, not far from the bar we’d been at that night, so I checked the cocktail napkin and navigated my way to the front steps of her apartment building. I figured as I sat down to wait that the song probably wasn’t even over yet, so I was glad that it was a pleasant night. I checked the time on my phone a couple of times when it seemed like she should have been there already but just figured that slipping out just hadn’t gone as smoothly as she’d expected. When I finally saw her hustling down the street, I stood up.

“Sorry,” she said breathlessly before planting a hot kiss on me, “Ann must have seen us talking and figured that something is going on. I tried to convince her otherwise but I don’t think she was buying it. I finally just bailed when she went to the bathroom. I’m surprised she didn’t follow me.”

She let us into the building and we made out as we waited for the elevator, then continued to make out as it took us to her floor. She took my hand when the doors opened and led me down the hall to her apartment, then unlocked the door and let us in. She locked the door behind us and we started to make out again while she pushed my coat off and I did the same with hers. With our coats on the floor inside the door, she started to unbutton my shirt, so I started to raise her blouse up. We pulled apart so that I could pull her blouse over her head, revealing a very sexy bra that barely contained her jiggling tits. She pushed my shirt down my arms before we started making out again and was raising my t-shirt up as I was still unbuttoning my shirt cuffs. We parted again as both shirts soon hit the floor and she reached immediately for my belt.

I reached for her pants, as well, and had them open and sliding toward her ankles just before she did the same with mine. I kicked off my shoes and stepped out of my pants while looking her over in her bra and bikini panties. She had a nice, curvy figure and though her breasts weren’t huge, they were probably above average. She also had great hair, long and brown and looking straight out of a shampoo commercial. She was looking me over, too, before she reached down to caress the bulge in my briefs.

“We gonna fuck right here inside the door?” I asked, even though we’d made it halfway across the living room as we’d been disrobing.

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