My palms were sweaty. In the silence that followed I realized we'd crossed a bridge; a tacit choice had been made. We never came right out and said okay, let's do this, but this was actually going to happen. She moved her book to the night stand and backed into me. I spooned her. Neither of us spoke.
I was constantly nervous every day for the next six days. Every text or call I got I expected her to drop a bomb. The first few days I asked several times a day if she'd seen Sam and she always patiently said no so I stopped asking. After a week I was to the point where I would go long stretches without thinking about it. So many things had to fall into place for this to work, I began to suspect it wouldn't. Teresa got her period which pushed everything back almost two weeks. Life for us went back to normal.
I relaxed.
Two more days passed.
The whole idea was behind me and I was so busy at school I forgot all about it. I was in my calculus class listening to an interesting lecture when I noticed the message light on my phone was blinking and I discreetly checked the message; Skipped my last class to head home. Sam will meet me there soon. Get home as fast as you can. T
My heart stopped beating. The message was already fifty minutes old. I don't know how I missed it. Not only was Teresa home by now but I was sure Sam was there too and had been for a while. Alone, with my love. Brian would not get home until later tonight. Teresa and Sam were together with the express intent of fucking and I had been sitting and listening to a lecture for almost an hour. An image of a big hard cock sliding in and out of Teresa's pussy flashed into my mind. I knew at that moment my love was getting fucked.
“Goddamn it!” I hollered.
Every face in the classroom turned to look at me. I told the professor I was sorry but I had to leave and began gathering my things. My feet were lead blocks, my legs rubber. My apartment was close but suddenly not nearly close enough. I swung my back-pack on and double-timed it across campus and up my street.
I was sweating and breathing hard as I turned the corner and approached my apartment. Teresa's car was at the curb along with a silver Mercedes I did not recognize and did not belong in this neighborhood.
As the building front door loomed, I had to decide what to do. On the run over I wondered if she would have started without me and I had difficulty believing that. Our agreement was they would get started and I would join in but if I'm not there that messes up everything. She had to wait for me.
I put my hand on the door knob to our building and stopped. I imagined racing upstairs, hot and sweaty and looking panicked, bursting into the apartment, gasping for air. This was not the entrance I wanted. I needed to know what was going on in that apartment before I entered. If I could get to the fire escape, I'd be able to see the whole apartment. If I went up an extra floor, I could come down the fire escape quietly and check on things.
So that's what I did. I climbed one floor too high and then slipped out the window at the end of the main hall. I moved carefully because noise would ruin my plan. My apartment window was open, as always, so I peeked through the pane and around the long drape and scanned the interior. I big line-backer looking guy sat on my sofa. He had short blond hair and scruffy chin stubble. The couch faced the long window but he sat with his back against an arm so I saw him in profile. He wore a tight white T-shirt and gray dress shorts. Several beers bottles cluttered the coffee table, testament to how long they'd been waiting.
My bedroom door was closed and Teresa was nowhere to be seen. A wave of relief flooded me. Judging by the bottles, they'd sat here talking, waiting for some word from me. I imagined Teresa had excused herself to use the restroom. I could now return to the front door and enter cool and collected like I was totally in control.
Then my bedroom door opened.
Teresa stood framed by it, wearing tiny sheer white panties and sheer white bra. Her small nipples topped her large breasts and even from here I saw they were hard. The bedroom behind had the curtains drawn and candles lit. The comforter was pulled all the way down to the foot of the bed.
Her face was a mask of anxiety and nervousness. Sam looked up as the door opened and rubbed his chin. He stood and peeled his T-shirt off in one motion and I was intimidated by the hard muscular body beneath; he had no body fat at all and his chest and arms were chiseled stone. His abs were ridiculous symmetrical bulges. He unsnapped his shorts and hooked his thumbs in the waistband and down came shorts and underwear simultaneously. His cock was big, bigger than Teresa had described, and already half-hard and bounced and bobbed as he stood back up.
“We've waited long enough,” Teresa said, her voice shaky and uncertain. “Brad can join us when he gets here. I'm sure he'll be here any minute.” She was scared and excited and nervous and she could not take her eyes off Sam's penis
I yanked myself away from the window and put my back against the outside wall. Holy fuck! She was going ahead without me! I thought about barging in but I was on the fucking fire escape. How weird would I look to both of them? Goddamn pervert spying on his own girl. No way I'd let him see me like that. It would take me way too long to climb quietly back around to the main hallway and enter through the front door. Who knows what I would miss in that time?
“Fuck, Sammy, I've missed this big guy.”
Sam chuckled. “Yeah, he's missed you too. Come here, Slut.”
I whipped my phone from my pocket and tapped out a text; Don't start without me, almost there. Love you, baby. I hit send and heard her phone chime inside the apartment. I also heard Sam let out a long, deep, meaningful moan. I risked another look in through the window.
Sammy stood over her, his long cock resting across her face. She held his big balls in her mouth, rolling them around with her tongue, while he aggressively held a handful of her long hair. His dick was fucking huge. She balanced herself with her hands on his thighs. She licked the length of him from balls to head and then spoke.
“That's him, I know it. Stay right here.”
Sammy finished removing the last of his clothing while Teresa went for her phone.
“It is him,” she said. “Awesome. He says he's almost here. We should wait.”
Sammy stepped closer. “Fuck that,” He said, once more grabbing a fist full of hair. “Let him walk in on this. You said he wants to watch so let's make it easy on him.” He forced her to her knees. “No time wasted this way. Now show me how much you've missed my big dick.”
She did. She offered no resistance so she clearly hoped Sam would do exactly what he was doing. Teresa opened wide and moved her lips half way down the shaft before closing them on him. Sam moaned again and Teresa shivered with pleasure. He grew harder by the second and more difficult for her to handle. I needed to leave and come in through the front door but honestly, I was mesmerized. My girlfriend and love of my life had a large and rock-hard cock sliding in and out of her mouth and I could not look away. Jealousy never even entered my mind. The scene was surreal. With my limited sexual experience this was easily the most erotic thing I'd ever witnessed.
Her hands rubbed the length as her mouth bobbed and sucked on the end. Sammy had no doubt she wanted his cum. He rested his hands on her head and let her do all the work, a sly grin twisting his lips.
“I'd almost forgotten how good you are at that,” he said.
She stopped for only a second; “Liar.”
He laughed. “Yeah, you're right. I jack off nightly remembering exactly how good you are. Try to take all of it.”
Teresa took a deep breath and composed herself. She opened her mouth and I watched his firm inches slide deep. She stopped a few times to adjust his cock or her throat but with slow progress more and more of his dick vanished into her mouth. His big hanging balls drew close to her lips. She paused and then pushed down the remaining inch or two. Sam's testicles mashed against her chin. Her throat bulged and I saw her muscles swallowing, working him over. His head was back in pure sensational bliss.
Teresa held him buried and bobbed slightly. Sh
e drove him crazy. His legs began to tremble and when she felt it she started moaning with intense desire.
Sam let her enjoy her moment and then pulled her long hair and made her stand up. He spun her to face away from him and bent her over the back of our couch.
“Sam! Wait! He's almost here. Just wait. Let me suck it some more.”
He turned his hips and his massive shaft slipped between her legs and I knew what he intended and I was frozen in place as a million conflicting emotions crashed into each other. He pushed her legs farther apart while keeping her pinned.
“Sammy! Sam!”
“Fucking shut up, Teresa. I know you want me to fucking take you. I know you hate me now so you must have invited me over for my big dick. We were wrong for each other in every way except the bedroom. Now quit bitching and take my cock.”
Teresa struggled for a moment but only for show.
“Show me your perfect pussy, Nessa. Is she wet already? I know she is. Spread her and show me.”
Teresa hesitated and then reached both hands back and spread her ass and pussy, taking the strap of her panties with her thumb. Sam aimed his enormous cock head at her opening and flexed and for a moment his crown smothered her labia, but then pushed through and disappeared inside her. A deep and loud groan flew from her lips followed by constant gasps and cries. He shoved it deep inside her drenched cunt and she wiggled her ass back to help take it.
Sam was fucking my girl!
I should be furious but instead I was growing hard. It made no sense at all but I couldn't deny it. I was wildly turned on watching my sweet Teresa take Sam's huge cock. He held her hips firmly and fucked her deep and she loved it. They moved together with a practiced air and I caught a glimpse into their previous sex life. They may not have been compatible in any other way but Teresa loved his massive dick.
His thick cock forced her pussy wide open, stretching her. He pulled out long enough to pull her panties down and off and then guided his cock right back into her depths. Bent over like that she was at his mercy but obviously that's what she wanted. She loved how hot he was for her. Sam fell into long, deep, gut-penetrating strokes, owning my girl's womb.
Womb.
A tornado roared in my ears as I realized his cock was inside her bare and unprotected. Her cries of pleasure increased suddenly and I knew she was having a powerful orgasm and in spite of my current panic I spurted twice inside my pants! That knowledge seared my brain. I was trembling with excitement as I listened to her. Teresa screamed into the sofa and Sam pounded her harder and she screamed again, stuffing a cushion into her mouth.
This was more than Sam could take and before my wildly aroused and horrified eyes he clamped a death-grip on her hips and buried his cock head as deep as she could take and told her to take every fucking drop he gave her, and then jerked convulsively as his climax pumped a gallon of white hot and potent sperm deep inside. I watched as Sam enjoyed a pleasure I had never experienced with Teresa and my penis spurt again in my underwear. My heart broke and my penis throbbed. He leaned his chest on Teresa's back and twitched as the last drops oozed from him inside her. His balls slowly relaxed and began to hang lower.
On weak legs he stepped back from her and a trickle of semen dribbled from her pussy to the floor. What would she do as the passion drained away? How would the knowledge affect her? She surprised me by sliding off the couch and kneeling before him. Her tongue snaked out and she slowly licked each inch of him clean, sucking his last drops out when she reached the tip. If she felt any guilt, I couldn't see it.
I put my phone away and made the climb back through the window. My hands were shaking as I reached for the door knob to my apartment. I was a zombie. I had no idea what would come next.
When I opened the door Sam was on the couch and Teresa curled in a little ball on his lap. They both raised their head when I entered. I have no idea what Teresa saw in my eyes but it made her smile and reach out a hand for me. I crossed to where they sat.
“I'm late.” I muttered.
“Very,” she replied. “I tried to wait, I swear I did.”
I knew that was mostly true but it was also her that got the ball rolling. She slid off his lap to the floor between his legs and held up his mostly softened but still quite formidable penis, showing it to me. The thick and heavy tower of pink flesh flopped side to side. A thin drool of cum stuck to his stomach and formed a strand to the tip of his dick.
“Told you,” was all Teresa said.
I had no idea how to reply to that so I said nothing. Sam was watching us both. Teresa pulled the loose skin up a few times as she gently stroked him. Locking her playful and teasing eyes with mine, she licked away the drop of cum from his dick-hole.
“What did I miss, exactly?” I tried to sound cool and under control.
Sam spoke, answering before Teresa could. “She sucked my cock and I fucked her with it until I gave her my load. She totally wanted it, dude. I made sure she came first, though. I'm not an ass.”
Teresa looked irritated and I understood why they were no longer together. Her face softened when she turned to me. “Yes, Sam is right, Baby, and I'm very sorry. We... I, got carried away. Things went way too far way too fast.”
Remarkably, I felt my penis stiffen some.
“Show me.” I have no idea why I said it, but I did. Sam grinned and Teresa looked shocked.
“Show you? What do you mean?”
“Show him your pussy, Nessa. The man wants proof.”
After a heartbeat she shrugged and moved up to the couch. Sam pulled one leg and Teresa spread the other and as her pussy lips parted I saw milky cum leaking from her puffy cunt.
I stiffened more.
There was no road map to follow. There was no precedent for what to do next. This was visceral and intense and immediate. I was emotionally feeling my way forward. I knelt to inspect her more closely without touching her. Sam's load was huge. She was awash in his seed.
“I'm really sorry, Honey,” Teresa said.
“Yeah, sorry, Dude,” Sam added. “Shit happens.”
Teresa and I ignored him.
I was close enough to see the swirling patterns in the sperm. His cum was brilliant white and clean and from this distance I smelled the aroma of him, very different from mine. I thought about licking her but rejected the idea with a shiver of disgust. Besides, what would they think of me? What would I think of myself?
I was upset that Sam had Teresa in a way I never had but I was also rock hard.
“Use your fingers,” I instructed. “Spread your pussy open.”
“Honey,” Teresa sighed, embarrassed. “Are you sure you want to see that?”
“Do it.” I ordered and she complied.
I saw inside her and it was glorious. Sperm coated everything. She was a dripping mess of semen, none of it mine. I loved and hated it.
Sam murmured, “That's hot,” and I saw him begin stroking his soft cock. What a ego boost it was for him; he just fucked my girl and not only did she love it, but I did too. He probably thought his cock had magical powers and perhaps it did.
Teresa was watching me intensely. I fumbled with my buckle and freed my penis. Nobody noticed my wet spots from earlier, thank God, and I started jacking as I gazed at my unfaithful girl's pussy. Teresa took my arousal as forgiveness, and maybe it was, and let her head drop back on the sofa as she held her pussy open. I was hypnotized.
To my right I noticed movement and Sam nudged me back from Teresa. He was fully erect again, assisted, no doubt, by my reaction to him fucking Teresa, and he moved to the floor in front of me and up between her open knees. Her head was back so she couldn't see what he was doing.
Sam took his heavy spear in hand and inched closer. I moved to see around him and watched as his cock closed the gap between them. When he nudged her hole she reached for what I'm sure she thought was my penis because when her fingers closed on his thickness, her head snapped up and her eyes flew open, shocked to discover it was not me be
tween her legs. She put a hand on his chest to stop him but he was too big and strong. Her wild eyes looked at me.
“Brad!”
I knew what Teresa was thinking; the first time was almost an accident. Too much booze, things got crazy and carried away, she got swept up in the moment. This was so deliberate. I was right there in front of her. She did not trust herself. She worried she'd love it too much and I'd see it and then she'd feel shitty. She did not want to hurt me. I noticed although one hand pushed him away the other still held his meaty shaft tightly, pulling him forward. I decided to make it easy on her.
“Fuck her,” I commanded Sam. “Fuck my girl again. She loves your big dick.”
Sam smiled ear to ear and Teresa looked confused. Sam sank his hefty cock into her well-lubed tunnel and all the air left her lungs. Almost against her will her legs rose up and encircled his waist. He leaned in to kiss her and she kissed him back, which stabbed me in the heart, and then Teresa's resistance collapsed completely. She grabbed his head and pulled him into the passionate kiss.
Sam fucked her hard and deep. He lifted her legs and placed them over his broad shoulders, allowing him to bury every long inch on every stroke. Teresa tightened her legs and drove him forward and I watched as he made her climax again.
Sam's breathing was ragged and his voice raw. “Dude, fuck, her pussy is clenched around my dick. She's so fucking tight! Pinch her nipple and make her cunt squeeze my dick.” I did as he ordered and Sam growled with satisfaction.
Teresa came again and she buried her face in his chest as she climaxed and Sam just kept pounding her with steady strokes, allowing her no escape, driving her crazy. She bit his chest muscle and crossed her legs hard around his ass.
He did not last long. After just a few more minutes of constant pounding he grabbed her at the waist and drove his cock repeatedly into her. Teeth clamped so hard I thought they might chip, he exploded inside her for a second time. She wrapped arms and legs around him and pulled him as deep as she could. He filled her to over-flowing. I saw his hot cum, fresh from the source, dripping from her pussy and his shaft. He grunted and growled and all his muscles flexed at once.
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