by PB Rider
“Wait, what if your guy gets back early? Is there some place to hide?”
Jenn popped his cock out of her mouth, looked up and stroked his body.
“Don’t worry, kid, we’ll just hide this.”
She put his cock back in her mouth, grabbed his ass with both hands and pulled him closer, getting as much of his dick in her throat as she could, so his balls swung and hit her chin. She stuck out her tongue and licked them. The guy looked like he was about to cum, but steadied himself by putting both hands on my wife’s head and fucking her soft, wet, mouth.
As I watched my wife suck off some guy she’d met that morning all other things seemed to slip away.
Was this what she wanted?
Was I supposed to watch or go in and make a scene?
Did she want me to join them?
TWELVE
I looked back and it was clear that the guy was getting close now, and Jenn could sense it too – he was about to cum in her mouth.
“No,” she said, pulling back and squeezing his cock. “I want you inside.”
They moved around so that Jenn was laying on the couch and the guy slipped his cock straight, smooth and deep into my wife, Jenn was kissing him, grabbing his ass, holding him tighter. Then she looked over into the mirror and smiled, and I didn’t know if it was for me or at seeing herself being fucked hard by a young guy, the couch rocking back and forth with the thrusts. The guy knew what he was doing, going harder but not faster, gradually building her up, until there was nothing left but to fuck the last strokes into oblivion. I wanted to go in there and put my cock in her mouth, a distraction from the one in her pussy. I wanted to cum in her face.
And that’s how I saw Jenn cumming with another guy for the first time, her hands digging into his ass, eyes closed and face and neck strained with pleasure. The guy kept ploughing into her and she was still cumming, then pulled out and moved up, wanking his cock near her face. Jenn was still shaking, but opened her eyes to see what was happening, saw his cock right up close, and then opened her mouth at the exact moment the guy began to cum.
“Cum to mommy” she said, “shoot it all over my face.”
The first shot went in her mouth, the next landed on her cheek. Jenn grabbed his cock and a few more thick gobs came out as she rubbed it against her face, then she it slipped in her mouth and shook it around, draining the last of the jizz onto her tongue.
She swallowed what she could and then drooled it back out again, dripping down her chin and onto her tits. Now the guy was in control, on top of my wife and fucking her spunky tits and face, while I watched and she just moaned, begging for the young cock she had surrendered to.
There was no doubt at all the guy was just using her now, the opportunity to pig out with an anonymous, cock-gobbling slut. But that slut was my wife, slick with this guy’s cum and letting her tits and mouth be fucked as he worked up another orgasm, once again aiming each shot at her face. I looked at Jenn. She was loving it, lost in the moment, eyes bright and sputtering with jizz lips – two facials in a couple of minutes. She had never looked more beautiful.
I grabbed my cock. It was too much, and there was no point in holding back.
THIRTEEN
I was so high and came so hard I blacked out, and when I opened my eyes I was slumped on the end of the bed with cum in my hands, and there was Jenn looking at me, some of the guy’s jizz still in her hair.
“I guess we lost control, eh? How about you?”
“I jerked off and came,” I said, still reeling. “What was all that ‘mom’ stuff?”
“It turned me on, that’s all, and he seemed to like it, too.”
“Want me to call you mom?”
“Come on, you’re too old for that, but you can call me ‘slut’, if you like.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. I mean after today, it’s kind of true, right?”
Well, that was OK then, I guess.
PART TWO
ONE
We spent the rest of that day getting high, watching TV and fooling around, then in the evening we met Amy, one of Jenn’s old friends, who hooked us up with some pills and we went dancing at a club. The next morning, coming down at home, Jenn and I were going over what had happened, from the night before back to when she’d fucked another guy.
“I’ve got be honest,” Jenn said. “I liked it. I liked you watching me.”
I felt my dick rise, again.
“Let’s go to bed.”
“Later, I’ve got eat, and I want to know how you feel. Did you really like it?”
“Yeah, I did, but it’s nothing I want do too often. Maybe on vacation somewhere, out of town. People talk.”
“That’s a shame, because Amy and I were talking last night. You remember Amy, don’t you, hon?”
I remembered Amy. I felt like I hadn’t been able to keep my eyes off her tits all night.
She looked like she sunbathed naked, and maybe she did. I remembered the neon dress she’d squeezed into the night before, and how she jiggled as she danced.
“Well, she thinks we’re ‘a cute couple’. Said if we ever want to party, we can.”
“What did you say?”
“Said I’d ask you. What do you think, hon? Want to fuck us both?”
It was certainly something to consider.
TWO
“Amy was a real party girl,” Jenn said, after I immediately agreed to everything, and asked what to expect.
“She’d arrive with one guy and make out with another, leave with a third. I remember one time she fucked four guys at once, something like that, and got the whole thing on video. She could have been a sex tape.”
“And you really think she wants to fuck, you weren’t just high?”
“What can I say? She thinks we’re fuckable. And don’t you think she looks fun?”
My smile was uncontrollable.
“I’ll take that as a ‘yes’”.
THREE
The next Saturday we arranged to meet Amy at a bar one street back from the beach, a place called JD’s. Jenn said they used to go there a lot in college, and it still had that kind of vibe. I felt a little old, but also good to be back in such a place with money in my pocket. I was looking forward to hanging out with Amy, the look and feel of her tits up close, and how I was going to fuck her later with my wife.
“What if things get weird?”
“Isn’t that the idea, hon? Just relax, and go with the scene.”
Amy came in, body tight in white pants and silver top. She and Jenn hugged, and then she turned to me.
“Hey, babe.”
She kissed me, smelled good, hugged me so her tits squeezed between us.
“I heard about the other day, but we’re going to do something for you tonight, right? Put things in balance, so to speak, but first of all –”
She pulled out a little baggie and handed us a pill each.
“We don’t have to stay here long, just a drink until we start to come up, then a cab back to my place.”
She popped a pill in her mouth, swallowed it with her drink. We did the same, and then Jenn put one hand behind Amy’s head and another on her back, pulled her near, and they began kissing. I heard someone behind us give a whoop of delight.
We got a table, and I listened as Amy and Jenn caught up with each other, relaxing into the night, a smile growing as I knew that soon I’d have my hands on Amy’s jugs and my cock in her pussy. What a night this promised to be.
I was lost in flash images of tits, ass, mouths and my cock when Amy stood up, put a hand on Jenn’s shoulder, and said “Come on, let’s dance.”
They got up and went to the dance floor, and I was starting to feel very good indeed. They were happy and moving close, getting back into the feeling I’d seen the week before, but this time with a goal. After years of being friends they were finally going to fuck each other, with the willing aid of me and my dick.
FOUR
Seeing them together, Amy’
s tits wobbling in her top and Jenn putting her hands on her hips and ass, I felt like the luckiest guy in town, and wasn’t the only one enjoying the show.
“Look at that – beautiful.”
Some guy at the next table, talking to his buddies.
“Wouldn’t mind seeing those two together,” he went on. “Those older women can be fun as fuck if they’ve got some fatass McLimp Dick at home – do anything to keep you around.”
He went on like that for a while – dull misogyny and generalizations from a guy whose sex life was younger than my shoes, but just as I was losing interest I heard something I couldn’t ignore.
“Wait a second – I know her, the one with the legs, not the rack. She was on the beach.”
I didn’t recognize him, but he was the right age. I hoped he wasn’t the grab-ass guy.
“That’s it. It’s her – shit, man, Andy fucked her.”
Andy? The guy’s name was Matt. You don’t forget the name of the guy who fucked your wife right in front of you. I wondered what else he’d get wrong.
“Met her on the beach, and ten minutes he’s in the back of a car blowing his nuts in her mouth. I'm telling you man, older women love young cock. Makes them feel alive.”
“I wonder if she’s free tonight.”
“Maybe we can share?”
High fives.
“Man, I bet she would, too.”
It was too much, but what could I do?
I decided to go outside and smoke a joint.
FIVE
I went to the parking lot and looked for somewhere discreet, then pulled out a joint and lit it, took a hit and let it sink in.
No doubt the guy had got the name wrong, or Matt had given a false one, and the thing about the car was odd, but who told the whole truth in gossip? Of course, the only other explanation, that Jenn had sucked off another guy, kept spinning through my head. But why wouldn’t she tell me about it, especially with all that was happening?
Then I remembered Matt said that Andy was the grab-ass guy, so maybe that’s what the confusion was – Andy grabbed her ass and Matt got his cock sucked. Still, I didn’t like the idea that this story was out in the wild, changing each time it was told.
I was standing there behind a dumpster when I heard voices, a man and woman. I recognized Amy. I moved back into the shadows and decided to play dumb if caught. I smelled weed – was everyone high in this town?
“That girl’s hot,” the guy said, “and you’re going home with her tonight?”
“Yeah,” said Amy, “her guy’s coming too.”
“How’d he get that?”
“A favor. He lets Jenn fuck other guys.”
“And you knew her in college, right? Wish I’d known you then.”
“Oh, I was a mess. We all were. And then Jenn goes off and gets married.”
The sound of smoking.
“Say, want to bring this Jenn over to my place sometime?”
Amy laughed.
“Then talk to her about it. You said she had a thing for guys like me.”
“A very generous offer.”
“Isn’t it?”
They laughed.
“Come on,” said Amy, “Jenn’s alone in there and the pills are about to kick in. A few more minutes and she’ll be fucking on the dance floor.”
“Nice, I’ll go find her.”
More laughter, which faded as they walked back to the club.
I finished the joint, then went back inside.
SIX
It took a few seconds for me to register the scene – the pill was just starting to hit, and a grin was spreading over my face, but there was Amy, back at our table, talking to some guy – tall, dark, handsome – maybe the one from outside, and where was Jenn?
She was on the dance floor with a guy on each side, both from the table that had been talking about her, about that Andy or Matt, who’d heard about her adventures.
She looked alive, like she was loving it, arms around the guy in front, while the other rubbed against her ass from behind, and it took a moment to remember it was just the drugs that were making her behave in this way.
Still, Jenn saw me, and her smile dropped for a moment – had she gone too far? But then she kissed the guy in front of her with an open mouth. I heard a cheer, turned and saw Amy and that guy, and someone nearby called Jenn a slut, wondered how she’d be in bed.
Then the song ended and Jenn came over and put her arms around me.
“Where were you?”
“I went out for a smoke.”
“Well, do you want to go now? Shall I go and tell Amy?”
“Will she mind?”
“Oh, no, she just wants to get laid.”
SEVEN
We went over to get Amy and there was that guy, dark skin, indeterminate race, very modern look, who a week later would be fucking my wife in a DP while I was tied up, watching, and also later, when I fucked her in the ass for the first time and he was taking her mouth, with Matt’s dick in her pussy.
“Name’s LP,” he said, introducing himself while Amy was getting her things together, and there was confusion as to what this meant, if his name was El Pee, Elpi, or so on.
“No, no. L, P, like long playing records. Twelves inches, you know.”
“Are you a DJ?” Jenn said.
“Uh, uh, Legs and Co. Ask Amy here, she’ll tell you.”
He grinned and gave Jenn a squeeze on the shoulder, then turned and went to the bar.
“Who was that?” Jenn said.
“Oh, he’s the guy I get the pills off.”
“And what’s LP stand for?”
“Large Penis, and he’s certainly a dick. Come on, let’s go to my place.”
EIGHT
We got a cab and went to Amy’s apartment – a living room, bedroom, bathroom and kitchen. Nice looking place.
Amy said, “I need a shower.”
“Me too,” said Jenn.
“Room for me?”
“Sorry, babe,” Amy said, opening a drawer and handing me a wooden box, “small shower, big tits. But smoke a bowl, roll some joints, have a drink, whatever. We’ll be out soon, then it’s your turn.”
“Don’t worry,” said Jenn, “we won’t lock the door.”
“Yeah, come in and watch, if you like.”
I rolled a joint and lit it, then rolled some more for later. I checked out the books on Amy’s shelves, either side of the bathroom door. A lot of good stuff – she was more than tits and ass.
I heard the shower running and laughter. I stopped and listened.
I could hear Jenn telling Amy about the other day, exaggerating a little, changing details here and there. In this telling she was blowing the guy at his place, not ours, or in a car, and there were no names, no Matt or Andy, and nothing about me hiding in the bedroom. But we were all high, and I guess she wanted to keep some things secret, and I appreciated that.
I knocked on the door and it moved a little, just enough for me to see them all wet and soaping each other up. My dick shot up and stayed hard the rest of the night.
I went in, joint first.
“You two want a hit?”
“Sure,” said Amy, “but I’m wet. Give me a blow back.”
I inhaled, then went over and she put her head out of the shower and our tongues touched while she breathed in and I breathed out. She held it in and went back under the shower, then put her arms around Jenn and kissed her. Some smoke leaked out and mingled with the steam.
Amy’s tits did not disappoint. She was in her 30s, like us, but for their size they still held up well, with the kind of heavy hang that looks a lot of fun. Jenn must have felt the same, because she kept rubbing her hands or breasts over them, both sets of nipples erect, then Amy turned and I saw her ass. Round, brown, firm and wet. I needed to get in there.
I started undressing, and was naked before they noticed me, scratching my balls and pulling my cock.
“You OK, hon?” Jenn said, pushing Amy’s
tits up and together. “You think you can handle these?”
“Fuck, yes.”
“Then get in the shower,” said Amy, stepping out, drying her hands on towel, and taking the joint, “and then we’ll give you a blow job.”
NINE
I got in the shower as Jenn was getting out. I thought about what was going to happen – I was going to fuck Amy with Jenn’s blessing. Not only that, with her right there too, no doubt ready to suck my cock as I pulled it from her friend’s cunt. My head spun at the possibilities.
I had a vision. They were both working on my cock and balls with their mouths, tongue flicking and kissing each other. They were using me as a sex toy and I loved it, watching them groping each other while sucking me off. Amy held my cock and rubbed it on her breasts, then put it between them and gave me a tit-wank while kissing Jenn. There was too much going on, and I hadn’t even started fucking them yet. I stopped jerking off, let the idea of an orgasm subside, and strategized as I soaped up and got fresh.
Fuck them in turn, keep going as long as possible, then blow on both of their faces. What could go possibly wrong?
TEN
I got dried, came of the bathroom, and heard them in the bedroom. I went in and saw them on the bed, sharing a joint, a box of sex toys open beside them.
Jenn passed me a joint. I couldn’t get any higher, but I kept smoking.
“My two favorite people, together at last.”
I took a hit and Jenn kissed me, inhaled the smoke, then kissed Amy, moved back and gently pushed us together. I put my hands on her tits. They were soft, heavy and delightful, and I was going to fuck her.
While we were making out I felt Jenn’s mouth on my cock. It was really happening, and the drugs were hitting good.
Amy pulled her mouth away from mine and looked at me. God she was amazing. Her tits looked bigger than my head.
