My wife and best friend
This happened last week and I still can't stop replaying it in my head.
My best friend (let's call him Alex) came over around 8pm. We've been tight since we work at the same place, and my wife Sarah has always gotten along with him really well — flirty, but nothing ever crossed the line. We cracked open a few bottles of whiskey and were just chilling in the living room, music on low, laughing about old times. Sarah was in this tight little tank top and shorts, no bra, looking fucking incredible after a couple drinks.
After the third round she got playful and plopped herself right down on Alex's lap on the couch. She laughed and wiggled a little, saying something like "You're comfier than the couch." I caught his eye from across the room and just gave him a slow nod — the kind that says "go for it." His hands hesitated for half a second, then slid up her thighs.Sarah's expression was everything. Her eyes went wide for a second like she couldn't believe it was happening, then this slow, dirty smile spread across her face. Her cheeks flushed deep red and she bit her lower lip hard, breathing heavier already. She didn't stop him. Instead she leaned back against his chest like she belonged there.
He started feeling her up right there in front of me. Big hands sliding under her tank top, cupping her tits and squeezing them while she squirmed on his lap. I could see her nipples get rock hard through the fabric. One hand slipped down the front of her shorts and I watched her hips roll as he rubbed her pussy through her panties. She was moaning softly, eyes half-closed, looking straight at me the whole time with this needy, slutty little look that made my cock throb.
It didn't take long before she slid off his lap, dropped to her knees between his legs, and yanked his shorts down. His cock sprang out thick and hard. Sarah didn't even hesitate — she wrapped her lips around the head and took him deep in one slow motion. The wet, sloppy sounds were obscene. She bobbed her head like she was starving for it, gagging herself on his length until spit was dripping down her chin and onto her tits. Alex groaned and grabbed a fistful of her hair, guiding her faster while she looked up at him with those big, watery eyes. She popped off for air once, strings of spit connecting her lips to his cock, and whispered "Fuck, you're so much thicker than my husband" before diving back down and deepthroating him until her nose pressed against his stomach.
I just sat there stroking myself through my pants, watching my wife worship my best friend's cock like a pornstar.
After a few minutes Alex pulled her up, spun her around, and bent her over the arm of the couch so she was facing me. He yanked her shorts and panties down in one move, lined up, and slammed into her raw — no condom, nothing. Sarah cried out loud, a mix of shock and pure pleasure. He started pounding her hard, his hips slapping against her ass with every thrust. I had the perfect view of his thick cock stretching her pussy open, her juices coating him, her tits swinging under her tank top. She was moaning like a whore, pushing back to meet every stroke, telling him "Harder, fuck me harder" while staring right at me.
He fucked her like he owned her — raw, deep, relentless. Grabbed her hips and railed her until her legs were shaking. Sarah came so hard she almost collapsed, screaming his name. A couple minutes later he buried himself balls-deep and unloaded inside her, pumping rope after rope of cum into my wife's pussy while she whimpered and clenched around him.When he finally pulled out, his cum was dripping down her thighs. Sarah looked back at me with this satisfied, filthy grin and said "Your turn to clean me up, baby."
Best night of my life. Thinking about posting pics if this gets any love (face blurred obviously). AMA if you want details.