My wife Karen is so shy and conservative, she won’t even talk about sex. At 5’4” tall and around 125 lbs, she has small 34B tits with large puffy, conical nipples. Over our 10 years of marriage, we had a fairly boring sex life with one date night a week.
Our old friend Mike had recently got a divorce and was in town staying overnight with us. After smoking for an hour or so, my shy wife started being flirty, telling Mike she had fantasies about him in high school(!) When he admitted he had always had a ‘secret crush’ on her, too, she exclaimed, Oh, now you tell me!” and laughed. Who was this woman? She excused herself and when she came back 10 minutes later she was wearing her Mickey Mouse nightshirt and lots of perfume. Interesting.
It was immediately obvious she was bra-less and I noticed Mike stealing repeated glimpses of her fat nipples jiggling under the fabric as Karen prepared and passed the pipe around to us. At one point she turned to him and caught him staring at her tits. Embarrassed, he profusely apologized, saying he had not had sex for almost three months and was turning into “a creepy perv.” She laughed it off, but I noticed when she leaned around him to hand me the lighter, she deliberately brushed her obviously erect nipples across his back. For some reason, this excited me. Just when things were getting interesting, Mike excused himself for the night.
As I cleaned up the bar, Karen took one last long hit off the pipe, exhaled a huge cloud of smoke, then stared at me with a seductive smile while slowly leaning back and parting knees exposing her naked, swollen fuzzy cunt. Looking around to make sure the coast was clear, I came around the bar and gripped a hard nipple with one hand while reaching down and stroking her overheated wet slit, before plunging one, then two, then three fingers deep into her as she pushed hard against my hand. Karen placed her lips to my ear and hoarsely whispered, “Somebody better fuck me. Right now.”
My response even surprised me, but in retrospect, I was as stoned and horny as I’ve ever been in my life. I looked into her eyes and whispered “I know where there’s a big dick that desperately needs some attention.” Her only reply was, “Are your sure?”
“Am I sure it’s big or sure it’s okay for you to fuck it?” She replied, “You know what I mean - you wouldn’t be mad?” I became aware of the fact she was fucking my hand harder. I said, “Actually the thought of it makes me horny. Also, I’m not lying, Mike had the biggest dick in high school - I think you’d really enjoy it.” At that, she stood up without a word and disappeared into the back bedroom. In stunned silence I killed the the lights and sat down at the bar straining to hear what may be happening.
I thought I heard some muffled soft talking then it was quiet for some time. My heart was pounding out of my chest as I prepared and did another big hit. My curiosity getting the better of me, I quietly crept to the door and placed my ear against it. I heard my wife quietly say “Slow. Go slow. Ouch, hold on, I’ll be right back.” I scampered back to my stool as the door opened and Karen walked past me, saying “I need a hit,” and went into our bedroom and came out carrying our tube of KY. She stopped and took a big hit, then kissed me on the forehead, whispering, “You weren’t kidding” and returned to the guest bedroom.
After a few minutes of quiet I heard her softly grunting, then louder. I have never heard my wife make sounds like that. I crept back to the door and placed my ear against it. The bed was softly squeaking in time with Karen’s grunts and I became aware of the fact I had a huge erection. I heard Mike say, “Let’s do this…” and then a pause followed by my wife saying, Oh shit, slow, baby. Slow slow slow slow….” then she started grunting again in time to Mike’s thrusts. I silently opened the door just enough to peer into the room only to see my wife with her face buried in the pillow and her ass in the air only 8’ feet in front of me. By the low backlight of the window I could see Mike’s fat penis slowly plunging into my wife’s cunt, her lips disappearing, then pulling out as they gripped his shiny cock. The smell of sex and the loud squishing/sucking sound of my wife getting fucked filled the air. I closed the door and went back to the kitchen, tightly gripping my penis to forestall a climax welling up inside me.
After a few minutes of increasingly loud and frequent grunting, Karen suddenly started pleading “Fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me FUCK ME FUCK ME! OH GOD, FUCK ME HARD! Then I could barely hear her whispering, “C’mon baby, cum in me. Please, baby, please. Please cum in me, baby. Please fill me, baby. I need it, baby, please give it to me. OH OH OH GOD, YES!! YES YES YES YES YES OH GOD OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUUUUCCKKKKKK as Mike groaned loudly for what had to be almost a minute obviously pumping his load into my wife. I absolutely could not believe what I was hearing, there’s no way this could be my wife who only moaned loudly and never spoke during sex, ever. I felt like I was in a dream.
After a few minutes, Karen came into the living room, turned on a lamp, lit a cigarette, and sat down on the floor facing away from me, still breathing heavily. She was obviously upset. “I’m sorry, I know that was so wrong but I want you to know I love you. I’m sorry.” The room was filled with the smell of Mike’s cum mixed with Karen’s pussy. All I could say was, “Honestly, it’s okay. It’s fine. I’m fine. Turn around and look at me.” Karen turned around with her knees against her chest and tears rolling down her cheeks. “I cannot tell you how horny I am right now” I said. She appeared to be taken back and said, “You are? You’re not mad?” I told her I was not only not mad, but hearing her fuck my friend had turned me on tremendously.
I was mesmerized by the gooey mess oozing between her lips and pooling in the nightshirt underneath her. “Do you have room for more?” I asked pointing to her lap. “I do if you don’t mind the mess Mike left…” The scene was so surreal I grabbed my phone and took a pic to remember it by, then proceeded to lay my freshly-fucked wife over the fireplace hearth and slid my dick into what felt like hot pudding. I added my own load to Mike’s within only a minute of two as Karen begged me to fuck her(!)
As much as we tried, neither of us could sleep because of all the crack. At around 2:30 after sucking her cunt, I was able to talk Karen into paying another visit to Mike with predictable results. She didn’t come back to climb on my dick until nearly 5, but that and our visit to Mike’s place a month later is a story for another time.
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