In which the slutty bi male gets pegged by his wife’s friend [FM]

I’ve decided to spend some time writing out a lot of my slutty adventures for y’all, especially given how the bi male slut is elusive but highly sought after. This is my second time typing up an experience here. Feel free to take a look at my first.

This was in the last couple of years; can’t remember exactly. My wife was having a conversation with a work friend that I hadn’t met, and somehow, it came up that we’ve done pegging. (Side note: What kind of work environment do they have that this comes up? I think it was at a bar or something, but even so.) The friend says she’s always been curious about it. My wife says that, as long as I’m ok with it, the friend can borrow me. It’s hardly the first time my wife offered me to someone else (other stories in the future if y’all are interested!) She always gets my consent, of course, but I’m pretty universally willing. I don’t take the slut label lightly.

So my wife and her friend set up a day for me to visit. I dress in a tight white t-shirt and jeans, because apparently her friend finds that hot. I ring the bell, and she answers wearing a bathrobe. I can see that she’s already wearing a strap-on. Very risque to answer the door like that, but it is a pretty early time on a Sunday morning, so luckily, nobody is around. The friend is a little older than me or my wife, maybe mid 40s, a little worn in the face but decent-looking. Dark hair, cropped. She’s got large hoop earrings on.

She grins, and invites me in. She seems a little nervous and unsure how appropriate this is. As I walk down the hallway, I notice some family photos, mostly of younger people. I wonder if there’s a husband she’s cheating on with my ass, but there don’t appear to be photos of him.

“I’m Stephanie,” she says and extends her hand, still shaky. “And uh, I’m really … really excited.” She laughs a little. “You’re OK with this, right? Wife isn’t pressuring you?”

“Nope,” I say with a smile.

She takes a deep breath, takes me by the hand and leads me to a flight of stairs. To my surprise, we don’t go to her bedroom. She pulls me towards a large bathroom. Guess this is her fantasy. Boy getting ass-fucked in a bathroom. She undoes the belt of her robe. Her strapon is pretty small. Maybe a starter kit item, or something. Definitely something I can handle easily. And she’s wearing a black leather-looking bra. Her breasts are small, but I guess she’s trying to get that domme look.

She kind of looks at me anxiously, not sure where to go next, so I decide to take the lead, falling to my knees and kissing her plastic cock lovingly, worshipfully. She sighs gently. Good sign. I look up at her and start to suck it, even demonstrating my ability to deep throat it. (I can deep throat a cock *way* bigger than that one.) She’s impressed, and leans against the doorframe, letting me take the lead for a while, resting her hand in my hair and giggling.

After a while, noticing how willing I am, she whispers, “Get naked for me.” I oblige, standing up and stripping down, showing my raging erection. She touches it gently, stroking a little. “Do you usually cum when you get pegged?” she asks.

“If I’m touching it, or someone else is,” I say. She groans. Seems she wants me to. She starts to stroke me faster for a moment, then says, “Bend over the sink.”

And of course I do, so ready, and she starts lubing me up. Once it’s enough, she starts going very gently. I groan as she does, looking in the mirror and watching her fuck me from behind. She’s taking her time, very hesitant, and I let her have her pace. After she’s gotten a few slow strokes in, I say, “You can be as gentle or rough as you want.”

She smiles, and grabs hold of my shoulders, and gives it a little more force. She’s awkward at first, inconsistent with how she pumps me, but I’m enjoying knowing how much she’s liking this. I can see her behind me, in the mirror. She grunts with each thrust and moans, breathing deeply, biting her lip. And when she slaps my ass, I know she’s finally willing to just enjoy herself.

“You like fucking my ass?” I ask, wanting to give her everything.

“Fuck yeah, you bitch.” Wow. She slaps my ass again, and I begin moving back against her, giving her a pace, which she finds.

We keep up the dirty talk for a while as she really lets all her inhibitions go. Eventually, she tells me to lay on my back on the bathroom floor. With a little maneuvering and some towels for adjusting heights, we get to a point where I can put my legs up and she can fuck me. She starts to stroke me as well, and it doesn’t take long before I’m close to the edge.

“You want me to cum?” I groan, perfectly willing to hold off if she’s not ready.

“Yeah…” she says, and in probably less than a minute, I start firing off loudly. She holds me in position so that I spray all over my chest and face.

After a couple more thrusts, she pulls out, and starts taking the strapon off.

“Finish me off,” she whispers. She lays down, and with cum still dripping from my body, I dive into her snatch, and it takes maybe a minute and a half to get her off. She pulls my head in close as she cums, and I have trouble breathing, but so what?

We lay on the floor, catching our breath, until eventually I ask her how it was. She just giggles and offers me a drink.

I get up and grab my pants. “No,” she says. “Stay naked, and with that cum on you, until you leave.” I smile, and we head downstairs, chatting and having a drink together, while my cum dries on my body.

I would find out from my wife, later, how happy her friend was with me, but I guess it was no secret!

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