Me, My Wife and a Good Friend

That was just inside my wife I cannot help thinking and feel arousal.

I hardly hear David say something about going again.

"Jason, what do you think?" My wife asks looking at me intently.

"Huh, um about what?" I ask in my own world.

"David wants to go again, um redeem himself he says."

I nod while unaware that I am fondling myself resulting in a semi-erect penis.

Bree continues, "I am wide awake," she pauses upon noticing my state.

"Are you jerking off?" She asks light heartedly.

I shake my head, she asks me again about David round two.

Before I can say anything, he jumps in.

"I have to pee and then I will make a double espresso, give you both some time to talk."

He leaves the bedroom and Bree looks at me, "what is with you?"

"I don't know, guess I am trying to process everything," I answer.

I am erect again and get up, "you are so fucking hot and I want you again."

Bree has not moved, she is on her back and legs spread.

As I walk to the foot of the bed, I tell her that I can understand David's desire to go again.

I am looking at my woman, who I have been with for nine years.

I know every inch of her body.

There is an open hole, I can see inside her vagina.

It is not a large hole but normally when I finish, her labia close up.

It is somewhat erotic and my penis is getting even harder.

"And you my sexy wife, do you want to go another round with David?"

Being theatrical, she put her legs up and spreads wider.

A loud wet flatulent sound ensues and a large wad of jism spurts out and lands on the sheet forming a puddle.

Now I hear a bubbling sound as more semen fights to escape and runs out down the crack of her bum.

Something primeval overcomes me and I climb onto the bed.

Now between her legs I aim my throbbing cock and plunge into her noisy quim.

It feels like warm porridge, sloppy and I cannot feel too much.

Right now, I literally know what the saying "like throwing a sausage down the hallway" feels like.

I am having the strangest feelings, conflicting and unexplainable.

On one side I feel ashamed and on the other, arousal.

Worst of all, I cannot understand why.

Ten minutes of almost frictionless coitus and copious amounts someone else's cock cream is everywhere.

Every time I look at Bree's face, she seems to have a demeaning look.

"Turn over," I say and she gets on her hands and knees.

"Come on, arch your back," and my wife's juicy cunt presents itself.

"Good girl," and once again I aim and plunge in.

Another ten minutes and this time, I pound like a jackhammer.

With this tempo, ordinarily I would be spurting my load within minutes.

I do not pause when David comes in, but I grudgingly admire how big his flaccid cock is.

He looks at me and indicates he will come back.

Twenty plus minutes pass and I am sweating from the exertion but I am still not close to ejaculating.

I have to say something but how do I word it nicely.

My wife beats me to it and she is not subtle.

"Babe are you going to cum soon?" and then adds, "I can't feel you."

Can this get any worse I am thinking?

Bree looks over her shoulder at me, "do you want me to suck your peeny?"

"I am asking before you have a heart attack."

"Jesus, you are always bitching when it's too quick,"

"I know what you need, do you wanna pin my legs back?" she asks.

Usually it hurts her when I am above and spearing downward.

"That's it baby, put it in me deep."

"Ooh, your little balls are tight, come on baby you must be close."

My wife reaches under and massages my slimy cum coated testicles.

Now she says something that makes the batter rise.

"I want you to add your load, please baby, I am a cum slut wife that needs more!"

It is a primeval thing. Man must plant his seed. My head is going to explode.

David put a very large deposit in my wife.

No doubt he is going to spew forth more with those bulls balls.

I roar like a wild animal and it feels like fire as I spew cock cream into my wife's womb.

Getting my breath back when Bree asks me to get off her saying she needs to pee.

I wait for her to get back, the toilet flushes and then I hear her voice.

"Are you ready to show me what you can really do with that big cock?"

She walks back in and says to me, "thank you for this honey."

I get up, put my underwear on, and then sit down on a chair.

I watch her reach into her bedside drawer and remove a bottle of lubricant.

I briefly look at the clock on the drawer.

Bree smiles at me, pops the top and squirts a good amount into her hand.

She applies the lube on her womanhood, coating it well and David walks in.

"Good idea," he says.

She sits on the side of the bed and squirts more into her hand.

"Come here," Dave stands in front of her and she lubes his penis, one hand over the other.

This becomes stroking and his penis grows until it is erect.

I am in awe again, nine fat inches of cock out in the open.

Bree goes to move back, her job is complete.

"Uh uh, lay back," David, says.

Then he grabs an ankle in each hand.

She squeals as he lifts her legs high and wide.

He leans forward with his massive Phallus above her portal.

"Guide me in," he commands.

Her hand looks very small as it grips a small amount of cock and positions it.

A loud groan then, "god your cock is big."

The large head and a few inches invade her.

The lubricant is doing its job.

With the second thrust, I think David's large sword sheaths itself in my wife's scabbard.

I move my chair a little and have confirmation; his huge ugly nutsack covers her anus and touches the bed.

Up Down - Up Down - Up Down - Up Down - Up Down, A combination of his massive scrotum and their pelvic regions is makes a large clapping noise.

"Oh god your cock is so big," Bree, pants.

"Yes, you keep saying but it is what you want," David says.

Her answer is swift, "Ohhh" while arching her back high.

She is shaking violently in the obvious throes of a powerful orgasm.

My friend stands still as she uses his large appendage.

I smile, thinking that right now, her sheath will be clamping down and he will bust his nut shortly.

No no NO! This is not right; this is not part of the script.

He pushes Bree back down and is now really working my wife's love canal.

The large clapping sounds mock me and she is crying out with each thrust.

Is it my imagination or is she having another, even more intense orgasm.

As her spasms die down, "I have never cum twice," she says breathlessly.

Those words feel like a punch in my stomach.

I wait, almost praying that David will blow his load.

My prayers are unanswered and now her spasms have settled.

Leaning forward he tells her, "Put your arms around my neck."

He stands up with his big cock deeply embedded in my wife.

I watch him turn around, sit down on the bed and move back a little.

"Your turn to work," he tells Bree.

I move my chair to get a better view.

"Fuck this," my wife says frustrated.

She plants a foot each side of David, squatting above two pounds of prime cock.

I am shocked watching as Bree impales herself on the big cock.

It is as if I am watching a movie.

I have never understood the twerking until now.

It looks like a big cock makes it easier, like a train on rails.

Wow, Dave is not into any smooth or delicate techniques.

He puts his hands on my wife's waist and uses my wife like a Fleshlight.

He is plunging her up and down his big fuck pole and she is loves it.

She keeps repeating, "Oh baby, oh baby, oh baby."

Now Bree is crying out "OH BABY," as another orgasm wracks her body.

She is shivering, his cock completely inside her and she leans forward kissing him.

I cannot hear what she is whispering but now David says, "I want you to face Jason."

He lifts her slightly and turns her until she is facing me.

A shy smile then she looks away.

"Come on, fuck me," Dave says impatiently and thrusts up making his desire quite clear.

Now the sight is amazing, I can see the true extent of a big thick cock in my wife's cuntal passage.

Her labia majora is pushing to an outward V and her labia minora look to have a death grip on his thick shaft.

Those delicate petals are stretching so tight they are translucent.

I am fighting a losing battle with my conflicting emotions.

I am jealous and annoyed on one hand, curious and aroused on the other.

My dick is stiff again; I remove my underwear and slowly stroke myself.

"Yes baby that's the way, hump my fucking cock," David commands.

It is a mix of horror and erotica in front of me.

He is thrusting upward hard and smashing my wife's cunt.

I stand, move to Bree and guide my erect penis toward her mouth.

"No, yuck, you need a wash," she dismisses me.

Rejected but I have no time for self-pity.

She is fucking that cock with vigor, bouncing on it like a pogo stick.

Her "OH's Ahh's" and "Ooh's" can be heard by our neighbors.

"I'M GONNA CUM AGAIN!" Bree screams out, loud enough for the next suburb to hear.

David growls and says he can feel her cunt contracting on his big fuck pole.

I grunt as I ejaculate, all I have is a few drops and they land on Bree but are unnoticed.

Dave slaps her bum and says, "Get up; I want to fuck you from behind."

Bree moves into position and he asks her if she is comfortable with his size yet.

Oh, I know that face, she looks at Dave with her innocent girl expression.

I am surprised hearing him say that he wants to go hard and asks her if that is okay.

Bree does not answer instead she gets the lubricant and applies some to her well-used entrance.

Passing the bottle to David, he smiles and says, "Good call."

He is rubs his huge knob up and down Bree's slick entrance.

"Are you ready?" He asks her.

She wiggles her bum in answer.

Bree lets out a deep half groan and half growl as a lube assisted Dave manages to bury his large cock sword to the hilt.

My wife's vocal sounds are now even more intense.

"Lovin' the big cock aren't you?" Dave says while he rhythmically pistons his cock.

"Yes, right there, that's the spot!" "Oh, Uh fuck me harder, fuck me with that big cock!"

All within a three-mile radius hear her announce she is cumming again amid screams of pleasure.

David does not pause and is now really working her insatiable pussy.

Sounds fill the room, his heavy breathing and Neanderthal "UGH" grunts.

Bree's contributions are screams and sloppy wet cuntal noises.

Another orgasm and this time Bree is shaking on the big cock that Dave is keeping still.

I watch as he pulls all the way out and then plunges back in.

He repeats that motion.

Very loud pussy farts assault our ears.

I am horrified! Not by the sound but by the huge open hole my wife has each time he pulls out.

It is a large gaping hole and I feel many emotions.

I leave quietly, confident that they will not notice.

"Phhhhhhrt, Phhhhhhrt, Phhhhhhrt, Phhhhhhrt," her queefing pussy mocks me as I leave.

I switch on the TV and turn the volume up which covers the sound of their lovemaking.

Except for whenever my beautiful sexy wife has another orgasm and there is no doubt as to the cause.

She is bellowing out the doctrine of large phallus each time.

The game is over; I am feeling irate upon working out that David has been fucking my wife for the best part of an hour and a half.

I sit and stare at the television and a few minutes pass.

Now the sounds are loud from the bedroom, furniture shaking and loud animalistic male grunts.

I walk silently closer to the doorway.

Assaulting my ears is the breathless voice of my wife, "I want it inside me, and put that big load in my pretty pink pussy."

I feel sick with jealousy, her pleading for another to seed her.

Jesus, I become aware that I am touching myself and I am acutely aware of my arousal.

David roars, "ORRRRRR!"

Repeatedly and each time a large thick rope of his semen is no doubt blasting deep inside her.

Finally he stops and now I hear them kissing.

He is panting, "Oh fuck that was massive, I love the way you massaged my nutsack."

"Jason taught me," she tells him.

"It is hot; I have never cum that hard or so much um did you um can you..."

She laughs, "every spurt your cock widens and I feel the um you shoot."

Then silence for a minute.

"Is this going to be awkward?" David asks my wife.

"It shouldn't be but the male ego can be fragile," Bree answers.

They are whispering and I can only hear snippets.

I hear David say, "I am going to shower then jump online for a bit, I have my tablet here."

Whispers again, I strain my ears but nothing is coherent.

I pick up something about the sleeping arrangements and Bree saying it would not be a problem.

The dialogue returns to normal, "Jason and I are adults and we discussed it."

She continues, "It is not a brash decision, it is something we had and more than likely would have pursued."

My wife is on a Holy Roller trip, "I am glad Jason asked you because you are a fucking stud and that was the best sex I have ever had!"

"Careful, I will get hard again," David, laughed.

Women are a lot better at rationalizing as my wife now proves.

"Well it is just sex, the day after tomorrow I might find myself horny and find a quiet moment to pleasure myself solo."

"Then later I will see my husband, he might or might not have sex with me but I know that he loves me and I love him." Very much, she tacked on the end.

David sighed, "I hope I find something like that one day."

I had to dart back to the sofa, just in time as Dave came out the door and went down the hall into the bathroom.

No sooner had the shower started when Bree called out, "Honey where are you?"

I answer here and she told me to come into the bedroom.

"Why?" I answered sullenly.

We play verbal Ping-Pong for a couple of minutes.

I am standing in the bedroom doorway and I ask Bree again what she wants.

She tells me lay down and then cuddles me.

Bree is telling me how amazing the night is and she loves me.

As great as it is, she tells me she does not want to do it again and that surprises me.

She giggles, "You are ready."

I then notice her stroking my penis and I am erect.

I look at her, she has a mischievous grin and says, "Come on hubby, give me my nightcap."

I am kneeling between her open thighs and I do not recognize the womanly portal in front of me.

It looks nasty; it is big, puffy and swollen.

I bite my bottom lip to prevent myself from speaking.

I look up at Bree, she is smirking which annoys me and she knows it.

We play these games in the bedroom sometimes.

Why would she play now, after a night like this?

"Does my muff look different now that a real man has used it?" she asks me in a condescending tone.

I nod in shame and Bree nods with me.

"I want you to do something for me right now."

I nod and she raises her legs and spreads wider.

"Take me so we can both feel the difference between a man and a boy."

I am aroused; normally we play this game in the bedroom with large dildos.

I have always believed that memorable events need most if not all our five basic senses involved.

Now I am looking, this is real, her pussy is opened up but with another man's batter in her cavernous cunt.

An hour and a half of horse-sized cock is light years away from ten to fifteen minutes of dildo play. <SIGHT -- Check.>

I am feeling ashamed when hit with a sudden odorous assault.

With four Schlong pudding deposits that are baking nicely in her cock meat oven.

<SMELL -- Check.>

I did not intend to take a trip downtown and that strong acrid odor is a deterrent.

Do not get me wrong, I relish feasting on the punani and I am a world champion of cunnilingus.

Having a tongue akin to the tube-lipped nectar bat and being able to breathe through my ears is an advantage.

< TASTE -- DNQ.>

I am weirdly excited as I point, aim and insert my erection.

There is no friction, just a warm wet emptiness in her gaping vagina.

The copious amount of cock chowder cream combined with her pussy nectar is running out over my scrotum.

If not for that, the room would be silent.

The wet sticky sound of my nutsack making contact with her free flow is loud.

<SOUND -- Check.>

<TOUCH -- Check.>

Teasing me, "Come on fuck me baby, fuck me, please fuck me."

I will say it again, my hot sexy wife is the reason we have a decent sex life.

She is adventurous and knows how to play the game, especially this one.

"Are you going to start fucking me soon honey, please I want it."

She leans forward half sitting up, a sweet innocent smile, touching my cheek.

"Does my loving hubby have a good erection for me?" I look at her blankly.

"I will guide it in for you," she continues her sweet innocent routine.

The hand on my cheek moves down to my hip then my bottom.

She freezes dramatically and looks me in the eyes as I freeze too.

Feigning embarrassment, "OH No, Oh god I am sorry."

Bree whispers, "You are already inside me um, how long for?"

"A little while," I reply and begin fucking again in fear of the goop glue making my scrotum a permanent attachment to that region.

The snick sounds return as my nutsack makes its rhythmic contact.

"Hello! Can you do something? Like err change it up, um harder."

"Just do something because I cannot feel a thing," Bree says dramatically.

I am grinding, giving it all I can and mumble, "I am trying."

Bree jolted, maneuvered and half sat up.

My longish penis managed to stay in, just.

A little shimmy and out I come.

Now she addresses me as a teacher does a child.

"You see this is a real problem."

"What is?" I ask quietly while looking down and playing my part.

"A boy trying to do a man's work," she says pulling no punches.

"I will work harder," I mumble.

"That is admirable but boys have toys and men have real tools, do you understand?" she asks condescendingly.

"I think so, um." I continue mumbling.

"Speak up! Be a man," she says loud and firm.

"I will ask you again, do you understand?"

I nod and she indicates I need to explain.

"Um..." I think for a few seconds.

"You mean like bringing a knife to a gunfight."

Bree cocks her head, thinks and reaches out grabbing my penis.

She giggles, "A knife huh," stroking it, "Hmm, feels more like a pocketknife like a little boy."

My cock jerks and I grunt from an erotic charge.

She releases my dick and lays back while saying, "Now, I want you to take a good look."

Her legs part and two or is that three fingers easily disappearing into The Grande Cock Hotel.

"Tell me what you see and choose your words carefully mister,"

I use flowery phrases exalting her beauty.

She pulls her legs back and spreads wide, "stop fucking around," she barks.

I am shocked again! Her vulva, vagina, labia are not the same.

It looks big and scary but her fingers working it had me rising.

"I see a real woman, with a strong sex drive and should be fulfilled."

"Uh huh, true but you need to amp this up baby,"

I watch her finger fucking and the other hand, fingers now working her angry pink nub.

I build up my ode to Briana telling her she is a goddess we worship.

"This goddess, the men she lays with, tell me."

I was about to say men with big swinging horse cocks.

Instead, I answer, "Large caliber rifles, NO they bring fucking big rocket launchers."

'That is correct and you best remember that, trying to be a man and failing."

"That, yeah that," pointing at my crotch.

"You come to me with a child... uh baby dick and think you can..."