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Category: Erotic Stories

Author: Josh

My best mate Brian knocked the door. We, my wife and I that is, had invited him to come and have a couple of drinks and a bite to celebrate our 10th wedding anniversary. His wife was included, but, as usual, she cried off, not feeling well. There would be some drinking, nothing too extreme, but we would get him a taxi home just in case. My wife's name is Angela, normally Angie to all and sundry,

For an hour or so, it was very gentle, my wife and Brian had some banter going on, which was quite normal, in fact, I think she saw him as a safe bit of fun, some minor little touches, nothing to see here, just something I was used to, and to be honest, I rather liked seeing this connection between them.

After an hour or so, Angie said she would set up the table for some food, and sashayed in and out with plates and suchlike. As usual, the banter turned a bit fruity, nothing to worry about, but quite 'double-entendre', one trying to outdo the other. At one point, Brian made a joke about her short skirt, and said something like he would have no trouble taking it off for her, if the drink was having an affect on her.

At one point, they were tickling each other, and it looked more than just accidental that his hand grabbed her boob, as she moved suddenly. Just their normal mucking about, and certainly did my own sexual needs no harm, which would come to life when we got upstairs later. At one point, I was sure I noticed a fairly defined bulge in his trousers, and Angie certainly noticed. It was certainly not coincidence that her short skirt rode up her thighs quite easily as she reached over setting the table. up, giving both of us a glimpse of a tight pair of silk panties just about covering her backside, where was hidden the most perfect rosebud of her anus. I had a sudden thought, wondering which of our cocks would be servicing her rectum first. I had no problem in hoping that Brian fulfilled that job, as, hopefully, it would leave her anus well lubed for me to take over asshole duties.

We sat at the table and ate, their chat growing ever more personal and sexual, again, something I rather liked, as she teased him with words and body movements. My cock was starting to force its presence quite noticeably, and Brian had stopped trying to hide his own semi erect penis. As we finished the food, Angie said she would make some coffee, and went into the kitchen. Brian and myself stayed there, then, calamity, as Angie came into the room with a tray of coffees, Brian decided to stand up. She had just started to put the tray on the table but with Brian crashing into her, the tray went into the air and the coffees and cups all flew off the tray, coming straight down on to Brian, and from the way he dropped his hands to his genitals, it was obvious where most of the drink finished up.

"Quick", she shouted, "Upstairs, grab a dressing gown and your undies, that drink must be bloody hot, especially seeing where it seemed to go.....Quick".

Dutifully, I ran upstairs, got a dressing gown and one of my thongs, the only underwear I ever wear now. I was embarrassed that Brian would see my tiny undies, but it was a case of 'needs must'.

By the time I came back downstairs, I had a sight, firstly I never expected to ever see, then found it so erotic, so bloody sexy, that I caught my breath, a semi-choke, which Angie almost certainly heard.
There was my lovely wife kneeling down by Brian, as he was laying on the floor. She had not only removed his wet clothes and underpants, but was using a thin towel to dry him, her hand moving over his cock, as it seemed to slowly gain a life of its own. She looked up and saw me, smiled, then went back to patting his body with the towel. She had grabbed some tissues and was winding one around his cock, which was much bigger than just now, and pointing upwards. Another smile. Another tissue being wiped all around his cock.
She put the tissues to one side, then went back to his penis, which was looking extremely healthy, no sign of 'coffee-burn'. no other signs of damage, and certainly no sign of pain, as she squeezed all 6 inches or so of a perfectly erect, solidly hard cock, one she had never seen before. Once again, she looked at me, and while holding and squeezing Brian's cock, gave me a lovely smile. It was almost an afterthought that she took my thong, and held it out while he stepped into it. I was half expecting her to make a comment about his cock, but it never came.

Then, she surprised me once more. Holding his cock with one hand, she made a sign with her other hand, suggesting or, more likely, asking for my blessing for her to carry on making love to his now rigid penis. She had a finger pointing at his erect cock and then put her finger to her mouth, certainly no doubt there what her intention, nay, ambition, was! If there was any doubt of her intention, it was made even more obvious when she whispered in my ear:
"Darling, put Brian's cock in my mouth. In fact, before you do, stroke his wonderful man-cock for me. I've never seen you touch a man's cock before, I'm so fucking horny, jeez, I want you to share his cock with me, suck his cock....look at that marvellous specimen of manhood. Aren't you just aching to see me take it in my mouth........how would you like me to make him cum in my mouth, and then, we can share his spunk together. Just imagine, his baby makers swilling around both our mouths......jeeeeez, I'm so fucking horny".

That statement was most unnecessary, but music to my ears. I was now caught up in her excitement.
Somehow, my wife had become this incredible sex-crazy woman, one I hardly recognized, and which we were both grateful for. He showed no sign of apprehension at my wife's instructions to me, indeed, if it was possible, I'm sure his cock jerked in appreciation . It took a couple of attempts, this was way out of my comfort zone, but, experiencing Angie's eagerness for me to do it, I took his cock in my hand, slowly worked my hand up and down his man-shaft, noticing how different it was to wank a cock with no foreskin, then, my mouth open wide, took his cock into my mouth, something I had never done before, never ever thought about happening, but, knowing my wonderful wife was watching, was less traumatic than I expected. In fact, no trauma at all, just knowing my wife was now hooked on seeing me mouth fuck his fiercely erect man-tool was enough encouragement.

"Go on, suck his cock, bite his cock, make him cum in your mouth, fuck, this is so horny".

That was my wife, .....or was it....had she been taken over by some extra-terrestrial being, would I ever see her again as that shy-ish demure wife I had just a few hours ago. Hell, did it matter? This was so far off the scale, thoughts aplenty rushing around my head, until Angie spoke. In fact, it was quite pleasurable, partly, I think, because I knew how much pleasure my wife got from sucking my cock, and in her heightened state, right or wrong, she just wanted to see me provide that pleasure. Brian was obviously in no mood to stop me, as, knowing it was Angie's wish to see me suck his cock, he not only willingly allowed me to take his cock in my mouth, but pulled on my head, forcing me up and down on his cock.

"Oh, fuck him, darling", my wife's encouragement to me, "Get him hard and wet for me, you want to see him fuck me don't you darling, my darling husband".

Oh yes, I certainly wanted to see him fuck my wife, could hardly wait to see him force his penis into a willing and very wet vagina. As much as I wanted to carry on this newest of experiences, I didn't want him to cum in my mouth....well, I did actually, but that would really have upset Angie.
I relinquished my sucking duty, and moved back slightly, to allow my wife and my best friend to cement this new strand to their relationship.

I had read about this on other sites, but I never really believed it could happen so easily. I started to wank my now wet, sticky erect penis, as Angie began her assault on Brian's straining cock. I was so close to cumming now, watching my wife and her new lover kissing, fingering, and even as I wanked, seeing him force his raging erection into what was obviously a very wet cunt.

I might as well have been in another country as they moaned, fingered and fucked each other to a massive climax, and as both their sighs and screams increased as their fucking reached its zenith, his penis once or twice coming out of her cunt in his excitement, and I wondered if it would be able to go back in her wet cunt. I pulled on my own cock to a massive eruption. I think, but my mind was all over the place, but I seem to remember shouting at Brian to fuck her good and proper, while telling my lovely lady she could fuck Brian any time anywhere. It was like time stood still as he hit his climax, half expecting his cock to come out of her cunt, such was the force he was using as he reached his climax. Truly, a magnificent site, complete with sounds. My wife had just been fucked, most willingly, while she knew I was looking at them . The look of love she gave me, with a little wink, as Brian brought her to a spine-tingling climax, and with my hand working overtime on my cock, was a sight and a memory to cherish forever. I was not far behind climaxing, just managing to spray some quite hot, sticky wanked cream

Not sure if I meant it, but a couple of days later I would be asked if I really meant what I said about carrying on this new addition to our sex life. My answer was a total "YES, YES, YES", our sex life, indeed our marriage, had reached a new stage, and seeing the look she gave me while being brought to a climax by Brian was more than enough satisfaction for me.

As life returned to normal, over the next days, my wife and I talked often about the experience, both having ideas where it could go. For me, there were many doors to open, as Angie made it plain this was just a starting point. I made a mental note that I should prepare my cock for much more extra-marital fun, which would go on as long as my beautiful, dutiful wanted it to continue.

Life couldn't have been better, but who knew what the future would hold.????