by Matthew Lee
“Yeah! It looks so big. Is it?”
“Check this out,” Tara offered. With a sweep of her hands, down came Frankie's sweats. Too late he tried to keep them on. Towering up from his lap was a pillar of masculinity, a pony's phallus, a tube of fat beef topped with a fleshy apple. Tara's eyes were wild and Amy stared right at it.
“Can she touch it?” Tara asked me.
I looked at Amy, playing along with her charade. “Is that what you want, Honey?”
Amy met my eyes and then Tara's. “Yes,” she murmured, shy and innocent. “May I?”
I nodded and then checked my drink. “I'll be back,” I said, calculating things would move much more smoothly if I wasn't right there.
I entered the kitchen and took my time fixing another drink. I heard a high-pitched moan from the living room and resisted rushing back.
I crept around the corner. Tara straddled Frankie facing him and had sunk half his cock into her soaked pussy. Amy's clothing lay flung around the carpet and she stood next to Tara with her big tit stuffed in Tara's mouth. Tara sucked on my wife's nipple like a new-born. Amy held her head gently in her hands.
Amy saw me and smiled, then tilted Tara's mouth up away from her breast. They kissed. Amy cupped Tara boob and rolled it around, pinching the nipple between thumb and fore-finger. Tara moaned again and squeezed her eyes shut.
Frankie just sat there and got his cock fucked. Amy moved behind Tara and cupped both her breasts, lifting them for my enjoyment. Amy kissed her way down Tara's back and then pushed down on Tara's hips. All but two inches of Frankie's cock disappeared inside her and Tara groaned with a mix of pleasure and pain. Amy spread her butt cheeks and knelt behind her and I heard Tara whispering “Oh fuck,” over and over. When Tara squealed and arched her back, I knew Amy had forced her tongue up Tara's ass. Tara's squeal turned into a howl as she climaxed all over Frankie's cock.
Amy came over and sat next to me and I ran my hands slowly over her naked body. Tara eventually came around and joined us, sitting next to my wife. All of us looked at Frankie tied to the chair, blindfolded and pulsing hard. His cock gleamed with Tara's juices. Amy and Tara looked at each other.
Frankie said something but his gag stopped it.
“Hate to waste it,” Amy said. Tara leaned forward to look around Amy at me.
“Your call,” was all she said.
Amy and I locked eyes. She took my hand. We had acted out our little drama for Tara's sake but now the big moment had arrived. Amy said nothing but her eyes said everything. At least Frankie wouldn't know he'd fucked my wife. Cold comfort.
I gave Amy a peck on the lips.
“Okay.”
Amy's eyes grew large. A smile spread across her lips. She dropped my hand and slid from the couch. In two steps she stood in front of Frankie.
“He'll probably be pissed when I untie him,” Tara said.
My wife knelt between his legs and licked his heavy balls. She slipped her tongue farther down and I saw Frankie jump and I knew she'd tongued his ass too. Her brief porn career had taught her a few new tricks. She encircled his shaft with her fingers and tested the loose skin, sliding her hand up and down. I saw her squeeze to see how hard he was and his cock barely dented at all. Amy bit her bottom lip.
“Your wife is very sexy,” Tara whispered. I watched Frankie's face. If he heard her, we might be lost. He did nothing.
I thought Amy would spend time sucking his huge cock because Amy loves to suck cock but I understood then how badly she wanted him inside her. She rose to her feet and straddled him as Tara had done and using her left hand, her wedding ring glittering in the dim light, she stood his cock straight up and enveloped the tip with her pussy lips. When she had him exactly where she wanted him, her legs relaxed and I watched Frankie start to disappear inside my wife's tight pussy. He moaned through his gag and Amy groaned through her lips.
I realized I was holding my breath.
Tara's face turned to me. “I didn't believe you'd go through with it,” she murmured, riveted by what we were witnessing. “What husband allows his wife to fuck a cock like that? Don't take me wrong, I think it's hot as hell, I was just sure you'd change your mind at the last second. How can you stand it?”
Amy's bubble butt looked great. She had to arch her back a little to kept herself lined up with Frankie's cock and that thrust her tits out and her ass up. I leaned down and watched him slowly disappear inside my wife. Amy's legs quivered as she took him. On the trip up he gleamed with her excitement. I don't know where she put him. Her pussy is like a vise on me. I tried to imagine what Frankie must be feeling but couldn't. Amy must have gripped him like a hot wet fist.
Amy used her legs to pump her pussy up and down his rock hard shaft. Her juices made his veins stand out in the light. His excited balls were drawn up tightly to his body.
Tara took my hand. “She's going to cum fast.” she whispered, and she was right. Amy had so much pent-up desire and want. I watched her fuck him and realized my wife had wanted to fuck my best friend for years, probably all the way back to when I first introduced them.
Amy wrapped her arms around Frankie's head and held on. Her hips drove her pussy up and down and I heard her whimper. Her tits were mashed against his muscular chest.
“Oooohhh, oh fuck, oh fuck your big cock feels so good! Oh fuck, OH FUCK! Oh Frankie!”
Amy held on as her hips took over. She slammed her cunt down over and over again as her body jerked around. Tara squeezed my hand and reached for my penis but I stopped her. Her eyes went big.
“Really?” she rasped. “Your wife gets to but you don't? How the fuck is that fair?”
I shrugged. Amy was slowing down and gasping for air. Frankie's big dick had sent her into the clouds. She leaned her weight on him and caught her breath. His cock was dripping wet. Little spasms ran up her thighs.
Once she had settled down enough she leaned back to look at him. Her hands came up and she peeled the blindfold off. Frankie blinked and then focused and when he saw my wife on his cock he struggled to get away, but of course that failed. His eyes opened wide.
Amy giggled and started moving her hips up and down him again very slowly.
“Don't freak out, Frankie. I know you've wanted to fuck me forever but you're too loyal to Mark. I've always felt the same way about you. But now I've discovered Mark is actually turned on by it.”
Frankie shot me a glance and I gave him a quick nod, trying hard to appear in charge and under control. He squeezed his eyes shut and when he opened them he was looking at Amy. She loosened his gag and took it off.
“This is crazy,” Frankie breathed.
“Isn't it?” Amy teased. She lifted a little and rubbed a nipple on his lips and then twisted her pussy around his cock. His mouth came open and her nipple disappeared within. Instinctively he closed his lips and sucked. Amy's head fell back and she moaned. Her ass started to rise and fall as she began to fuck him again.
“She loves his cock,” Tara said. I knew she was starting to feel a little jealous but she was turned on too. She looked at me again but I just gave her a blank stare.
Amy fucked herself on Frankie's cock. She rode him until she came again and then settled down onto him, sinking all the way to the bottom. I was amazed at how much he stretched her little pussy. His cock looked as wide as my hand. Her hole was forced into a big tight circle around his shaft. She fully engulfed him. Her tortured labia rested on his balls.
Amy leaned forward and passionately kissed Frankie on the mouth and that actually bothered me more than the fucking. Tara didn't like it either. Amy closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation of Frankie's hard cock buried deep in her guts. I expected it to hurt but Amy seemed to love it. After a long time Amy pulled herself up and off his shaft, but just so she could turn around and face the other way. Her long hair fell back onto his chest and she braced herself with her hands behind her, resting on his arms. She lined him up, rubbed his huge head around a little, and then lowered her
pussy back down again.
“This is so wrong,” Frankie mumbled.
Tara looked at me and then down at my dick. I was hard in my shorts. She scoffed and moved between Frankie's knees. His balls were dripping from Amy's pussy juice and she licked them and sucked them into her mouth. Occasionally her tongue strayed up high enough to lick Amy's clitoris and Amy squirmed with delight.
“I'm going to make you cum inside me, Frankie,” Amy said and the hair on the back of my neck stood up; hearing her say it was such a reality check.
Amy started working her legs again and Frankie's rhinoceros horn began appearing and disappearing once more. I had a much better view now that she was facing me and I saw what his immense cock did to her little pussy. She closed her eyes and cupped both big breasts and played with her nipples as she rode him. She was building towards another climax and from her contorted face I knew it was going to be a big one. Tara lapped their merged genitalia like a dog.
Frankie never stood a chance. He actually fought it at first, out of a sense of loyalty to me, but eventually he caved. He started lifting his hips as much as he could to meet Amy on the way down. Soon both of them were moaning loudly as they drew closer to orgasm. I freed my penis and started stroking, less worried about the harm we might be doing to our relationships than I was turned on. Watching Frankie's cock go in and out of my wife was driving me crazy. Knowing she wanted him to cum inside her was the icing on my madness cake. I couldn't take it. I started spraying before either of them got there.
Amy went next and she squealed and pulled her nipples hard but then a bigger wave hit and she fell back on his body and her hips went wild, rolling and rocking all around. Tara licked Amy's clit and massaged Frankie's balls and Frankie trumpeted like an elephant and howled at the ceiling. His fire-hose gushed liquid fire, spraying his seed in my wife, pumping a torrent of hot sperm up into her womb. Amy felt his cock swell and spew and she lost her mind, screaming as her climax jumped to a higher level from the knowledge that Frankie, after all these years, was finally filling her. I watched them cum together for a long time. Frankie kept driving his cock upwards as much as his bonds allowed. Amy went limp. I knew my friendship with Frankie would never be the same.
Tara stepped back to study them. She untied Frankie and came and stood next to me. His Viagra infused dick was still hard as steel and buried balls-deep.
“Well, that's something he doesn't do for me,” Tara said sarcastically.
I saw something in her eyes.
“This did not go the way you imagined it would, did it?”
“Not at all. I thought I would freak you guys out a little. I thought you two were kind of straight-laced and conservative. I wanted to rock your world.” She looked back at Amy and Frankie. “Instead I lost a boyfriend.”
Frankie brought his hands up and began caressing Amy's body. He kissed her earlobe as his hands swept across her skin. Now his desires were set free too and all those years of yearning for my wife boiled to the surface. He lifted her as he stood and carried her to the bedroom. Tara looked at me.
“I think it's time for me to go, and I mean go. I knew Frankie would be short term but I have to say, I didn't expect the relationship to end like this. Those two clearly have a thing for each other and it is intense...really, really intense. I wish you luck and I'm sorry if my little game cost you your wife. It was only supposed to be sexy fun.”
I looked her hot body up and down and put a hand on her arm.
“No worries,” I said, encouraging her. “I'm sure Amy and I will be fine. These two just need to work through some things they've ignored for too long.”
Tara kissed me on the cheek and dressed quickly. She wrote Frankie a note and collected her things and waved goodbye to me at the door. I thought about reading the note but honestly, I didn't give a shit.
I undressed and walk quietly to the bedroom door. Frankie and Amy were fucking like animals, my wife on her back with legs spread wide and Frankie between them, sawing his huge cock in and out. They were kissing like long-lost lovers, fast and furious. Amy had her fingers in his hair, pulling his lips to hers. Frankie fucked her like he wanted to hurt her, but in a good way. His cock was a weapon and he was beating her up with it.
I stayed in the shadows, circling the bed, watching the long-delayed release of their passion. I think it hurt my wife all those times Frankie fucked another girl, totally inappropriate feelings on her part but true nonetheless, and she was now pouring out all that hurt and jealousy. She lifted her hips to smash against Frankie's on every thrust. She gave as good as she took.
Frankie pinned her arms over her head and drove his cock far up into her. I saw her wince but take it and ask for more. She bit her bottom lip and I knew he was going to make her cum again. Just the sensation of his wide phallus moving in and out of her was enough to get her off over and over.
“Fuck me, Frankie! Fuck my married cunt. Fill me again and again and agaaaaaaain!”
Her hips went wild, jumping and jerking as she climaxed all over him. He growled like an animal and fucked her harder. Her tits rolled and bounced wildly and her abs flexed and relaxed spasmodically as her orgasm ripped through her. Her eyes rolled back and she squeezed her eyes shut.
“AAAAAAAaaaa! Fuuuuck!” she shrieked as a second, more powerful orgasmic wave engulfed the first. I was hard as stone. I didn't know which was more pleasing to her; finally fucking Frankie or the sheer size of his massive cock stretching her pussy. Her cunt gripped him like he was going to turn her inside-out.
Frankie was a madman, pounding my petite wife, hammering her so she'd never forget him. He was trying to make himself cum and getting closer every second, but I think the pill made it more difficult. I wondered if this was something I truly wanted to see. What has been seen cannot be unseen. How many times would this memory jump unbidden into my mind? I told myself I worried too much and knelt by the bed.
Frankie's scrotum swung back and forth like a boxer's speed bag and I thought about how much semen they must contain, semen he was about to release inside my wife. Amy's cries of pleasure told me how badly she wanted him. If he didn't fill her with his sperm my wife would be disappointed.
He let go of her arms and lifted her legs to his shoulders. In this vulnerable position he had full access to her pussy and buried every long inch on each stroke. She held his thighs and pulled him even deeper and he roared when the first blast left his cock. I knew at that moment my wife was getting deeply inseminated. His orgasm lasted a long time. I watched his fleshy pouch rise and fall as he emptied his nuts inside my wife. From this point forward, nothing would be the same.
Frankie kept his tree-trunk cock buried in my wife a long time after cumming. I heard her chuckle. When he finally withdrew she moaned and I saw he was still hard as steel, and I regretted giving him that pill. Frankie thought Amy was finished but Amy had other ideas. I realized I knew nothing about my wife's actual sex drive.
Amy kissed her way down Frankie's lean muscular body until she reached his shiny dick. She admired it; turning it side to side, gawking at the thickness and length, trailing a fingertip down the path of a vein. She cupped his large ball sack and raised it to her lips. A trickle of milky cum leaked from her pussy.
Starting at the base of it, my wife licked, nibbled, and sucked every inch of Frankie's dick. She adored it, grateful for the intense pleasure it gave her. She slipped the head into her mouth and gently nursed on it like a baby.
Frankie just laid there and accepted her worship. Clearly she was not the first woman who felt this way about his penis. When he had recovered enough he moved her to all fours and looked over his shoulder at me. Amy reached between her legs until she found his plump head and guided it up past her pussy lips. Frankie returned his attention to my wife and sank his huge member home. In minutes he was fucking her hard again.
Frankie fucked Amy all night and into late morning the next day. It was the most glorious display of carnal release I'd ever seen, including po
rn. They were rabid for each other. Amy finally sucked me off after she was utterly finished with Frankie.
I'd worried that our relationship with Frankie would be changed and I was right, but in ways I never expected. He didn't move in, exactly, but he stopped dating other women and became a second husband to Amy. For a year and a half the two of us took care of her. We were all surprisingly comfortable with our new roles, adapting to them naturally. Between Frankie and me, Amy finally got the amount of sex she really needed. Neither of us could meet her needs on our own but together we kept her content. Ultimately, our arrangement ended because Frankie fell in love with Amy and while she loved him, her heart truly belonged to me and we all knew it. He told us one night at dinner and we told him we understood.
This left me with a sexually ravenous woman on my hands. But now I knew how to satisfy her. I made a phone call the next day. Simon will be back in the States in three weeks and I’m sure Amy will be starving by then. I’ve always wanted to visit Europe.
