My wife and I had arrived late to the party, and as we walked through the door, we were greeted enthusiastically by everyone. Ashley smiled ahead of me at all of our friends as I shook hands and stole a glance every couple of seconds at her ass. She was wearing a white dress that hugged her sides tightly. I studied the way that her thin waist curved gently out to her wide hips and felt myself getting hard in my pants. I turned my focus to my buddy Max who had been rambling on about his new truck, and realized that he had just asked me a question. He smiled and mentioned that he had also noticed how good my wife looked in her dress tonight, and I sheepishly smiled back and apologized for not paying attention.
As the night dragged on, my eyes kept wandering back to Ash in her white mini dress. Her asscheeks were peeking out the bottom, and she kept having to pull her dress down. The top of the dress hugged her bust and made her tits look quite a bit bigger than their actual size 34b. Her skin was soft and lightly tanned, and her golden hair spiraled down her back and shimmered in the light. I kept thinking to myself that I was certainly the luckiest guy at the party that I got to go home with her. After a few hours and a few too many drinks, everyone at the party was dancing in the living room, and I watched as many of them stumbled around. Ashley was dancing in the center of the room with a bunch of her friends, and they laughed and giggled as they had the time of their lives.
I noticed Max intently watching the group across the room, and it appeared that his eyes were locked onto Ashley as well. I wasn’t at all bothered by it. Who could blame him for staring at the hot blonde shaking her ass in a short and tight dress in the middle of the room? As it started to get late, the party died, and everyone went home. Before we knew it, Ashley and I were the last people left, besides Max, who owned the house. I sat in the corner, too buzzed to move as the room was spinning, and watched as Max and Ashley had a drunk conversation that made her giggle quite a bit. Eventually, I started to sober up just enough to walk over and grab her by the hand. I pulled her up to her feet and started to dance with her. The music had slowed and lost some of its liveliness, but it wasn’t quite slow enough to call it slow dancing. We stumbled around for a bit, and Max cheered us on from the corner.
He must have finally been tired of sitting by himself because he decided to come over and join in on the fun. He grabbed my wife by her side and looked at me as he asked if I minded. Obviously, I wasn’t going to tell him to go sit back down and be lonely in his own home, so I said no and backed off slightly as he pulled her away and began to twirl her around the room. I watched as they danced and laughed, and I now took on the role of cheering them on. I saw Max’s hand resting on the top of her ass and slowly dropping just a centimeter at a time. Eventually, he had his hand around her ass, and I don’t even think she noticed. I didn’t think much of it, knowing that he was drunk and she was in no better shape. In fact, it even made me stiffen a bit in my jeans. As they continued to spin around the room, his other hand slid further up her side until his hand was supporting her breast more so than her bra was. I watched as her head fell back and her gold hair ran off her head like a waterfall pouring over a cliff.
Max stared intently at her tits, and he finally looked over at me and instantly turned bright red when he realized that I was watching how much he was enjoying this intimate moment with my wife. He didn’t stop dancing with her, but I could tell that he was kicking himself for not behaving. His hands slid back to her sides. I can’t explain it, but I actually wanted to see him make a move. Something in me was dying to see him lean in and kiss her or cup her breast with his hand. He looked at me once again, as if to make sure that I wasn’t getting angry or jealous. I gave him the most reassuring look I possibly could and then watched his hands slowly start making their way back to her ass and tits. He kept glancing at me as his hands slid closer and closer to their target. I kept giving him the same approving look. Finally, with her head resting on his shoulder and eyes closed, his hand cupped her lower ass cheek, and he gave a squeeze. She jumped and looked at him directly in the eye but didn’t break off from his embrace. His other hand slid and firmly squeezed her breast. She quickly looked back at me, and I smiled at her. She laughed playfully and asked me, “are you seeing any of this?” I responded that I had been watching the whole time. She then asked if I was okay with what he was doing. “Baby, I love you, and I trust you, and I trust that you love me. You are welcome to do what you want,” I replied.
She kind of dropped her jaw in a smile of disbelief. She then turned back to Max, who leaned in and bit her neck. Ashley again dropped her head backward and then let out a slight moan. She looked at me more times as I smiled and silently mouthed the words “enjoy it” to her. Her eyes closed, and her hands started to explore Max’s body. He squeezed her breast even harder now and leaned into her, forcing her to lean backward as she moaned with pleasure. His hand slipped from her ass, her back, and to her hair. He grabbed a handful of it as he turned her face towards his and then locked lips with hers, and they kissed for what seemed like a really long time as his hand kneaded her breast. Finally, he forced his tongue into her mouth, and she returned the favor. I watched as another man groped and made out with my wife. His hands made their way to the zipper on her dress and slowly dropped the zipper pull to her ass. As he pulled away from her, her dress fell around her body to the floor, and she stepped out of it towards him.
He stared now at her mostly naked body as she stood there in her bra, lacy panties, and high heels. He turned to me and remarked that I am the luckiest guy he’s ever known. I smiled at him as he lunged forward like a lion snatching its prey. He gripped her sides and spun her quickly around before pulling her hips backwards into him. Her ass smashed into his crotch, and his hands quickly slid to her breasts. She arched her back, keeping her ass pressed against his genitals. As he groped her chest frantically. Her head fell backward onto his shoulder, and he reached to her throat, collaring it with his hand as his mouth forced its way to hers. They made out like this as she let out a soft moan in between kissing. His other hand slid down her tight stomach and began to rub her pussy through her panties. She gasped as his fingers brushed her clit. After a while of doing this, max spun her back around to face him and undid her bra as they playfully tongued at each other. Once he undid her bra, he pulled it away from her and threw it in my direction, then stared down at her bare tits. Her nipples were erect, and he leaned down and took in his mouth. He sucked on her nipple and flicked at it with his tongue as I watched a wet spot appear in her panties. He eventually gripped her collarbone and forcefully pushed her to her knees. She stared at him with her big blue eyes and rubbed his crotch as his hand took hold of her hair.
He then pulled her face into his groin, and she happily rubbed her mouth all over his cock through his jeans. As she teased him through his pants, he stripped his shirt off, revealing a pack that he had been working on since we met in high school. He reached down and grabbed her wrists, pulling her hand to his stomach; she dug into it with her fingernails and slowly stroked her hand down across his washboard abs until she reached his zipper. She pulled his zipper down, undid the button to his jeans, and gripped the top of his boxers. As she pulled straight down on his boxers, his flaccid, 8-inch cock flopped out in front of her face. I watched as she stopped for a second to admire it, looked at him, then looked back at me. I smiled and motioned for her to continue. By this time, my cock was also out, and my shirt was off as I was slowly stroking myself, completely turned on by the scene that was unfolding in front of me. She looked back at his cock and took it in one of her hands. He stared anxiously at her as she slowly looked at him, batted her long eyelashes, and then took her time leaning in to touch his to her lips. She kissed the tip of his cock and then tilted his shaft away from her mouth as she leaned in until her lips were now underneath his balls. Her tongue slipped out of her lips as she lightly made contact with the base of his cock and then cruised gracefully his entire length. When she reached the tip, she parted her lips and took his head into her mouth. He leaned back and moaned as she bobbed back and forth over just the first inch of his cock. She did this a few times before stopping with the tip in her mouth and swirling her tongue in a circular motion around him. As he grew impatient, his hand made its way to the back of her head and began to apply pressure. She took him in deeper with each head bob until she nearly touched his sack with her chin. She then pulled away from him until his now rock-hard cock slipped out of her mouth with an audible pop. She spat on the head of his cock, and then he shoved himself back into her mouth. He forced her head into his stomach until she started to gag, and then he gripped her hair and pulled himself back out of her. She tilted her head back and pursed her lips as if to entice him to do it again by making her mouth even tighter.
“I didn’t know your wife was such a slut,” he looked at me. I smiled and shrugged, my cock still in my hand and still harder than it had ever been. “Do you want me to fuck your mouth…. slut?” He winked at her. She smiled at him and eagerly nodded. He then gripped the back of her head with both hands and proceeded to force his cock as deep as he could into her mouth until her nose smashed against his lower abdomen. She lurched and gagged for a split second before he pulled back out just a couple of inches. Without giving her any time to recover, he started thrusting in and out of her mouth, creating a sucking and gurgling sound that I had never heard from her before. This relentless abuse of my wife’s mouth continued until I saw her mascara streaming down her face. Finally, he pulled all the way out of her again, this time gripping her jaw and leaning in close to her face. “You like it rough don’t you?” She stared into his eyes as her cheeks were being smooshed by his strong grip on her face. She nodded and managed to let out a weak “mhmm.” He then swiveled her head towards me and whispered, “do you want your husband to watch me destroy your tight pussy?” She nodded. He then grabbed her hair and pulled her sharply back, snapping her head straight. “Say it,” he said, more forcefully than I have ever heard from him before. “I want my husband to watch you destroy my tight fucking pussy,” she said as her makeup ran down her cheeks, her tits exposed and her panties soaked like I had never seen before. She was in heaven being treated like his personal fuck toy. I knew she liked rough sex but had no idea just how much she enjoyed being used like this. It was turning me on so much that I had to stop stroking myself and just watch for fear that I would cum before the good part. He then picked her up by her neck, turned her toward the couch, placed a hand on her back, and forced her to bend over the edge of the couch until her face was plastered in the cushions. His hand gripped both of her wrists behind her back, effectively handcuffing her. He then stood off to the side of her body and spanked her so hard it sent ripples to her entire body. She yelped, then smiled. He spanked her again, and I watched as a red handprint began to appear on her ass. She struggled to keep her ankles from rolling in her heels as he continued to spank her over and over, turning her entire ass beet red.
Finally, he slid her panties down around her ankles and then shoved fingers inside of her soaked pussy. I could literally see the juices rolling down his wrist and dripping off of it as he thrust his fingers in and out of her. It took a couple of minutes for her legs to start shaking violently, and I knew that he had just made her cum. When he finally pulled his fingers out and moved in directly behind her to mount her, I stood up and moved to the other chair directly in front of them. I watched as he grasped a chunk of her skin on each hip and slid inside of her with ease. He took it slow at first, gently sliding into her until his cock was buried to the balls in her pussy. Ash moaned louder as he pushed further into her sweet slit. Max then grabbed her hair again and pulled until she was looking me directly in the eyes. He then began to really thrust in and out of her, making her scream and moan as she looked at me. I watched her face as my best friend gave her the pounding of her life. It wasn’t long before the screams grew loud enough that the neighbors could hear, and I was amazed that he was about to make her cum again. Sure enough, she yelled, “I’m gonna cum!!”, and then her body started shaking. Max was smiling at his own prowess as he continued to plow my wife as if she was his. She was in pure ecstasy as his shaft slid in and out of her. I listened to the moans, the sloshing of her juices, and the loud smack of his body smashing into her ass. I took in the view of her makeup smeared all over her face, her tits swinging back and forth, and her ass rippling with every thrust. This was how she really liked to be fucked, and I knew how I would fuck her from here on out.
I leaned forward until her face was just inches from mine. We made eye contact, and then I kissed her. I could feel the power behind each thrust as her face was pushed into mine. I wanted to feel what that was like when her lips were wrapped around my cock. So I stood up and hung my cock in front of her face. She parted her lips and tried to catch my cock in her mouth between thrusts. It took her a few tries, but she finally snatched it and then sucked to keep it there. As Max pushed in and out of her, her lips slid over my cock without any effort from Ash or myself. After a few minutes of this, I began to fuck her face the way that Max had. She gagged as I forced my way into her mouth, and Max’s thrusts pushed my cock even deeper. Max picked up the pace even more and, incredibly, did the same to the power of his thrusts. I knew he would soon cum. He looked at me and asked if he could cum inside of her. Just the thought brought me close to cumming myself. I nodded, and we both began to thrust harder and faster until at the same exact moment, we both made last powerful thrust into my wife. She screamed and moaned, but it was stifled by my cock. We filled her on each end with hot cum, and I came so much that her mouth overflowed, and it oozed out the corners of her lips and down her chin. We both held our cocks deep inside of her for a few seconds, emptying our balls into her mouth and pussy.
When we finally pulled our flaccid cocks out of her, I stepped back and admired our (mostly his) handy work. Cum dripped off her chin as her eyes were rolled back into her head. Her ass was still bright red, and her makeup looked like hell. I walked around behind her and saw a massive amount of cum running out of her stretched pussy and down her thigh. I couldn’t help but be amazed by just how great an experience this night had been for both myself and for my wife. She was obviously satisfied and had experienced multiple orgasms. And I got to witness her full satisfaction and basically watch a porn with the sexiest woman I know in it, but then got to participate as well. We decided the drive home was too much and we would need to stay the night. Ashley showered, and then we all passed out on Max’s bed.
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