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The first heavy rain of the season. A slow, cozy evening. After dinner we retire to the bed, she watches cartoons while I write. Occasionally I lift up the covers to take a peek at her cute pink panties. The evening slips away quietly, and she’s falling asleep by 10pm. Both of us tired from our daily activities, I switch off the light and kiss her goodnight. Both of us exhibiting unusual restraint.

Lying in the dark, she buries her face in my neck and slings her arms and legs across me. Wiggling in to make as much skin contact as possible, she hangs off of me. I touch her chin and she pokes her head up for a kiss before returning to her burrow. Not long after she emerges again, this time staying longer to kiss me firmly and deeply. She opens her mouth slightly and we tease each other’s tongues.

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My friend has been without a boyfriend for quite a while. She stopped dating a while ago to “find herself” but soon found that it was taking longer to restart dating than it took to stop dating.

Maybe it was that guys didn’t want to date someone with a kid already, or maybe it was something else. Regardless, it was a shame, because she was quite the lady, or woman, should I say.

“It’s a shame you took James… cause I would have snapped him up in an instant back in the day… or even now, if it wasn’t that he was your husband.”

My husband paused. He was in the other room, but he could apparently still hear us. I saw him take notice, and start to eavesdrop, even if my friend couldn’t see it.

“Damn it. At this point, I just need something to rub against that isn’t battery operated. Just to feel the touch of a real man. Even if he didn’t let it slip in, just rubbing it against me would feel better than I’ve had in a while.”

“Isn’t that how you got knocked up in high school?” I teased her.

Luckily, she has a good sense of humor about it… now. Not so much then… the pregnant virgin. Of course, from what I heard, once someone knocked her up, they wasted no time actually doing the deed, and they did it quite a bit, making up for lost time.

But now, a few years later… nothing. Her boyfriend is gone, she’s got a daughter at home (well, grandma’s right now), and no prospects - she’s only looking at my husband as a piece of meat to rub up against… or more.

I saw her look over toward my husband. Someone who was kind to her, and better yet, nearby. I think that was the only real qualification she had at this point.

“So you wanna?”

That shocked her back to reality. “What?” She was confused, then realized she was staring at my husband. Her head whipped back around toward me. “What!?”

“You can rub yourself against him… just a little fun outer course. I know you like it… and I’m sure he wouldn’t mind.”

My husband, listening in on us, decided it was time to no longer be quiet. “Don’t I get a say in this?”

“Are you saying you’d deny my friend here a chance to rub up and down against your shaft? To help her cum all over it? I know I’d be grateful…”

“Well, if you’d be grateful…” He teased, but I knew he wouldn’t mind. Most guys wouldn’t.

“My only rule is I have to be there.”

“What? Afraid I’d give in and mount your husband?”

“No. I wanna watch you do it.”

My friend feigned being shocked. “What, don’t think I can control myself?”

“How long has it been?”

“Good point.”

I grabbed her by the hand and started leading her to the bedroom. “Are you coming?” I called to James over my shoulder.

“Oh, I’m sure I will be soon,” I heard him say.

“Oh, wait, we’re really doing this?” my friend said, a bit in disbelief.

As we got to our bedroom, I closed the door behind us. I don’t know why. We were the only people in the house, but it seemed like what we were going to do was naughty, and we should do it behind closed doors.

“So, is there anything I shouldn’t do?”

My friend was trying to be respectful. Something I was hoping wasn’t going to be happening.

“What ever you feel like. But if you don’t let him kiss you, and strip you naked, you’ll be disappointed for sure.”

I stepped back and let my husband close the space between them. He took her face gently in her hands and kissed her. I watched as she melted in his hands. Her body was now his to do with as she pleased.

As he kissed her, he started to slowly undress her for the first time. I remembered the first time he did that with me. I hadn’t intended to get naked with him that day, but soon enough, I was so happy to be completely naked.

My friend had lost her shirt already, and he was kissing her neck, slowly working down her shoulders. He peeled her bra off as he kissed. The more skin that he exposed, the harder it was for her to want to stop - not that she wanted to.

Her eyes were closed, and she forgot that he was married to me, let alone that I was there in the room watching her. He handed me her bra as he finally removed it from her.

He led her to the bed and left a trail of kissed down her stomach. He undid the top jean button as he kissed lower down her body. With each button, there was another kiss.

As he started to pull her pants off of her, she helped, as they were a bit tight. I watched as she lifted her ass off the bed for him a second time so he could pull her panties off.

It exposed her perfectly smooth pussy to us. And my husband kissed just above her lips. Then he kissed her pussy lips. And he did it again and again, until he parted those lips like any other lips, pushing his tongue inside, using it like a tiny dick to fuck her with.

He pushed a finger in and started to flick her clit with his tongue. Then he pushed a second finger in.

Her breathing became quite rapid as he orally pleased her. Her breaths became short and hard, and the orgasm was just about there. And then he stopped. He slowly pulled his fingers out and helped her sit up on the bed.

She was so frustrated, being so close to cumming, and not being allowed.

He kissed her on the other lips. As he pressed against her to kiss her, he opened his mouth, and she did so in turn. She tasted herself on his tongue as they French kissed in front of me.

She tore at his clothes to get them off. She was ready to fuck. She needed to cum. And she needed it right then.

She was breathing hard, gritting through her teeth as she yanked his pants off. His cock was nice and hard, and standing out straight.

He laid down on the bed, and she mounted him facing away from him.

I was naked too, not that she knew at this point.

I climbed up on the bed next to them as she started to rub against his shaft. His cock spreading her pussy lips, but she denied herself the penetration she desired.

I kissed my husband, tasting my best friend from high school on his lips. I pushed my tongue deep into his mouth, but only for a minute. I didn’t want to excite him too much.

I pulled up next to her, running my hand over her leg. I gently caressed it.

My friend started rubbing against his cock faster, pressing harder against it.

“It’s OK, do it,” I leaned in and whispered to her.

“No, he’s your husband.”

“It’s OK. I wanna watch you fuck him.”

Unable to control her own body’s desired, I watched as she lifted her hips up just a bit, and slid down his shaft. He was no longer outside of her, but now buried deep inside of her.

I continued to rub my hands over her arms and legs as she fucked my husband faster and faster.

I heard her breathing increase until she took a deep inhale. As she exhaled, she cried out in joy as she finally came from a real cock.

I turned to her and kissed her as she came while riding my husband’s cock.

My husband in turned shot his load deep inside of my friend filling her pussy with his cum.

She climbed off of my husband, who was still laying back, but now he was smiling.

“I should go…” my friend said. Her voice, trailing off, embarrassed.

“Why. No. Stay,” I told her. “There is plenty of time for more fun this afternoon. You don’t have to leave. That doesn’t have to be your only time.”

“What,” she said. She was so confused.

“You’ve needed a man, and you’ve got one right here. Go ahead. Get it out of your system. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind being used a few more times,” I teased. I leaned down and kissed my husband in front of her.

“And if you need to do it again later, you know it’s OK.”

She was embarrassed and scared, waiting for me to snap at her I’m sure.

I sat on the bed, my legs spread, and started to slowly rub my pussy. “Want to know a little secret? I enjoy watching James screw other chicks. And sometimes he likes to watch me have some fun too.”

“You mean he also watches you have sex with other guys?”

“Guys? Yeah, sometimes them too…”

My friend’s mouth dropped with that revelation.

“So, do you want to take a shower while he recharges, or do you want to do something else? I’m sure he’ll jump in as soon as he can.”

“I think I need to clean up a little first.”

“OK, you know where we’ll be.”

She got up and started heading to the shower. She turned to say something, but stopped when she saw that I had started licking my husband’s cock clean. He had just fucked her, and I was happily cleaning up.

She headed to the shower. And after about 15 minutes, we walked into the bathroom. My husband wasn’t fully ready yet, but he would be soon.

I opened the shower door. “I thought I’d check to see if you wanted either one of us… or maybe both?”

I saw her start to smile, and decided it was a perfect time to step in and join her.

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I was a bit peeved when my mother texted me saying one of her friends, Monica, was stranded with car trouble and needed a ride to her home. Mom was busy that afternoon and couldn’t get away but she’d promised her friend that I would come get her.

When I arrived at the arranged meeting site I was pleasantly surprised to see a middle-aged woman with the biggest damn natural tits I’d ever seen. It was hard to both keep staring and to control the erection they encouraged. I think I squirmed in my seat a little too much and she probably suspected what my problem was but she didn’t say anything.

I had never heard my mother speak of this friend before so out of curiosity I asked how long she and my mother had been friends and how they met. Turns out they knew each other since grade school but she developed early (she wasn’t shy about bringing it up. I guess when you’ve had melons that size since you were a kid you get kind of accustomed to the fact and there’s no sense in hiding it) ..anyway she developed earlier that the other girls her age and lots of them began to shun her. My mother was her only friend for awhile. That changed when mom’s boyfriend started dating her friend Monica and dumped mom to be with her. The friendship ended in a way but they remained acquaintances in the years that followed

As the story went, Monica ended up married to mom’s old boyfriend. And so when my mother met the man that would one day marry her and be my father it was no wonder that she never wanted him to meet Monica. Now why, I asked myself would my mother want me to meet Monica and help her today in this time of need?

I pondered on that thought as I continued driving her to her home. When we arrived she asked me to come in while she found her check book so she could pay me for picking her up and helping her get home. I told her she didn’t need to pay me and she sarcastically said, “If you’re going to suggest you’d rather see my tits than have some money, it won’t work. I’ve heard that one too many times to count.”

That hadn’t been my intention but by this time I couldn’t hold back any longer and I focused my eyes on them with her watching me. I think I actually drooled a bit because I had to wipe my mouth with my hand to keep from salivating all over my chin. When I finally moved my focus from her breasts to her face she was staring at me with an expressionless gaze.

“I’m sorry Ms. Monica” I apologized. “I’ll just let you go in and I’ll head on home now.”

“Don’t be silly Jimmy.” she said in a tone that I thought was rather stern. “I can’t show you my tits out here where the neighbors can see, so you’ll need to come inside.. for a few minutes at least.” then she reached over and turned the key in the ignition to the “off” position and got out of my car with the keys in her hand.

Inside, she walked down the kitchen and said, “come on now..” as she entered the kitchen. I followed. She opened a drawer and pulled out her checkbook. Taking a pen from the drawer she opened the checkbook and looked up at me. “A check or a peek?” she said and jiggled her tits. She was wearing a bra and a support garment over the tight top she had on and her tits still bounced around in a very appealing way. I was now more intrigued than ever and considered saying I wanted to see them, but I hesitated.

She began writing out a check. I watched as she wrote it out, signed it and pulled it from the pad. She handed it to me and I read the amount. $100.00 “Oh geez, Ms. Monica, I can’t accept this. It’s way too much money for just picking you up and bringing you home.”

“You did more than that Jimmy. You behaved like a true gentleman. You should be rewarded for that too.”

“But I wasn’t a true gentleman, I was having all kinds of thoughts about your.. your.. ummm.. your blessings and the truth is I’d really like to see them but I know my mother will ask me questions about helping you and I have the most difficult time lying to my mother. She can tell if I’m lying just by looking at my face.”

“So finally, you’re telling me the truth.. you do want to see them. You were just scared to admit it to me and have to face your mother later.”

“Yes. I’m sorry. I’ll just leave now if you’ll give my car keys back.”

“Not so fast now.” she replied. “I have another option for you.” I stood there wondering what in the world she would say next. But she didn’t say anything. Instead, she leaned down and wrote out another check, pulled it from the book and handed it to me.

“What?” I exclaimed. “This is for $500!. If I couldn’t accept $100 for driving you home why would you think I could take your check for this much?”

“Because, dear boy, it’s not about what you’ve done. It for what you are about to do.”

“Huh?” I gulped.

She immediately took my hand and led me to her bedroom, shut the door behind us and standing between me and the door she began to undress. I stood there too shell-shocked to move as one by one each piece of her clothing come off. First she kicked her shoes to the side of the room then undid and pulled off her jeans and her old lady panties. Then each article of clothing that had supported and hidden her tits was removed and tossed to the floor. “Your turn..” she said to me and nodded to reinforce that she wanted me to get naked too.

I looked at the check I still held in my hands. $500 was the amount and it said, ‘Pay to the order of… Jimmy Valentine.”

“I’m still not sure I understand..”

“I’m not paying you for bringing me home Jimmy. I’m an old woman and while I still turn heads, not many men are interested in me sexually. I’m paying you to satisfy me sexually.. that’s all. So if your mother asks if I offered to pay you for helping me you can say “no”. And since you’re too much of a gentleman to ask for what you want.. I’ll pay you to give me what I want. Do you understand?”

I took at good look at her again. Her breast sagged quite a bit and there were cellulose wrinkles down her legs and her belly was more than just a bit flabby. But I was still turned on. I still had my erection. A boner that just couldn’t be dismissed. “Yeah I guess I do understand.”

“Good!” she said enthusiastically. “Now get over here and fuck me like I know a young man can.”

I set her check on the dresser and began to undress. She stepped up to me to helped me but she was on her knees sucking my cock before I had a chance to take my socks off. In fact, my socks were on the whole time I was fucking her or should I say she was fucking me. More than once on that afternoon I thought I would suffocate with my head between her tits. But what a way to go… it that would have been my time.

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It was one of those Saturdays where we have friends over and some of them drink a little too much so they can’t drive home. Sarah was a new friend of mine. We had a lot in common, including twerking, and drinking too much!

Anyway, the two of us ended up in my bed together. Nothing sexual, just really wasted and needing a soft place to lay. About an hour later I hear my husband come into our room and kind of sigh because there’s no where for him to really lay down. I scoot all the way to the edge of the bed and say “here babe” lay down.

“I’m not laying in the middle of you guys!” He says. (She’s all the way on the other side of the edge of the bed) “I’m sorry babe” I say. But I need to be here in case I throw up (I actually feel fine) “alright” he says and snakes his way up the middle. He puts his arms around me and we fall asleep.

I wake up a bit later because I feel a light shake of the bed. I act like I’m asleep but I’m listening. At first there’s silence and I wonder what it was that woke me up. As I’m dozing off, I feel it again. I open my eyes but lay there like I’m asleep. I hear him breathing heavy. Slow, but heavy. I feel the rhythmic moving on the mattress. It’s slow as well, but there.

I realize that his arms are no longer around me and in fact I think he has turned the opposite direction where he would have been facing her butt. I feel the flash in my face and the familiar excitement in my clit. (There’s no way he’s fucking her) (no way, right next to me in the middle of the night) I hold very still.

Squish, Squish… sounds of wet pussy. She lets out a very soft moan followed by him shhhhhhing her. His breathing is so heavy, and the motion in the bed isn’t as soft or slow, he’s nearing orgasm and not thinking about hiding it anymore.

My pussy is aching. Oh my god, I’m so jealous. I’m so fucking hot and so jealous at the same time. How dare he do this right next to me while I’m asleep. I turn over abruptly to face them.

All of the movement and sounds stop. He’s frozen. Seems like maybe he’s going to act like they’re asleep. I reach out and grab his thick cock. It’s slippery and only semi-hard. (He must have lost his erection when they got caught, I smile to myself) I start sliding my hand up and down it. “Why’s your cock wet, babe” “huh?” “Were you just fucking her?” I loudly whisper

He doesn’t know what to say and his cock gets immediately rock hard again. I lean into his ear and whisper “put it back in her” I guide his cock with my hand back to her sweet little hole, when my hand brushes it I feel how wet it is? More than wet…. gooey? Yes gooey, like his cum. “Did you already cum?” I ask him.

I have the head of his cock pressing on her lips and he’s already pushing into her. “Yes” “Fuck Yes” he says loudly and she lets out a small squeal but backs her pussy and ass into him. “Yes babe. I already came.” “Thanks to you jerking my dick” “I’m going to fill her up again” he’s grunting now.

It doesn’t take but maybe two minutes until he is deep in her pussy and pumping another load into her, she’s so pleased, she’s grabbing his ass from behind herself and holding his hips in place. She’s moaning “mmmmmm” “yes”

He lays down and leaves his cock inside of her, she snuggles her ass up to him. I reach across and hold him. It all happened so fast and I was so shocked, I didn’t even have time to rub myself. I was completely denied. My pussy dripped all night.

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Goodness, this is a dream scenario

To wake up to this exact thing happening? I wouldn’t even know how to handle the pleasure 💖