[FM] Fucking my husband’s best friend (28F)

Unlike most of my stories, this is a story that happened just a week ago. I have to say a lot has happened in our marriage since then and my relationship with my husband is quite different than it was just a month ago; one day, I will write all about it and how we came to be a semi-open couple (it all starts with a 21 female slut coworker of his), but for now, suffice to say things are very different in our couple.

As you know, our marriage had been fizzling out, at least sex-wise, for a while. Simply said, affection just wasn’t there much anymore and my husband was working all the time. When he came back from work, he was just too tired, not into sex, etc. Obviously, I have a better idea why now, but at the time, it was very frustrating not receiving my due share of sex. Isn’t that, like, a marital duty or something?

Our sex life had been rekindled recently and as we were laying in bed, naked, his cum still inside me, waiting for him to get hard again and fuck me senseless again, when he asked me if there was any guy I had my sights on. I told him I was eager to see Steve again and that he would be back in a couple of weeks. He asked me if there was anyone else in the meantime and I said “no.” He then asked me if I wanted to try Tinder again, and I told him I was good with him right now and enjoyed our moments and his renewed attention.

He then asked I would be open if I happened to find the right guy. I told him I would. He then asked me if I remembered his buddy John. I had only met him a couple of times at his birthday parties or some work gathering. John was a guy who had gone to school with my husband and the two had been best buddies for a while, until work had split them up. John had moved to work overseas, but the two had remained good friends and they would always hang out when he was in town.

“You know, every time I see John, he tells me how beautiful and pretty you are and how lucky I am to be married with you.”

“You want me to have sex with him?”

“Well, to get to the point, yes.” I grinned and laughed as he looked in my eyes.

“So you’re finding me partners now?”

“He’s exactly your type. Tall, in good shape, muscular. Works out a lot. I think you two would have a great time together.”

“He isn’t bad-looking,” I just replied, teasing him.

“He has a huge dick too. Hey, saw it while changing after a game.”

“Last time we hung out, we got drunk and started to talk about sex. He told me all about his girls overseas and his coworkers. And then we got to talk about you. Well, he was still a lot into you. Showed him some – ahem – sexy pics of you.”

“Oh my gosh…”

“Nothing too revealing, but… The way he jumped on my phone. He kept saying how lucky I was, how you were worth 30 of the girls he gets over there. A few drinks later, well, I told him about how we allowed each other to sleep with other people, and…”

“And?”

“I asked him if he wanted to have sex with you.”

“Without even asking me?” I feigned outrage.

“He didn’t think I was serious at first. I showed him pics of Stephanie…”

“… oh yeah, her.”

“Hey, aren’t we happier now?”

“I just wish we had talked about it first, you know.?”

“I know. It all went so fast. Anyway, I told him my wife enjoyed safe encounters and I knew he was safe. I told him I knew he had been wanting you for a while. I told him he was free to seduce and sleep with you.”

“So you really did find me a partner!”

“That goes both ways, you can find me someone you’d like me to sleep with too.” I had a few names in mind. A couple of my female friends who, after a few glasses, absolutely would let Eric take them. It sounded kind of… hot? I had one female friend who, for years, made sure to always arrive to a party dressed sexier than me, and always navigated around Eric. This could be hot.

“He really thought I was joking. I told him it was how our relationship was now and that I couldn’t think of a better guy. It even sounds hot, Sarah.”

“It turns you on?”

“Yeah, it turns me on. And with him I’ll know you’ll be safe.”

“And satisfied,” I teased him. “When does he plan on coming?”

“I told him he could come here and… Have a few drinks with you alone and chat. I suggested next Saturday, 8PM to 1AM.”

“Not the entire night, then.”

“Not because after that I’ll definitely want you.”

And on this, he was hard again, and he penetrated me. “So is that a yes?”

“If I can choose your next girl, it’s a yes.”

“Oh yeah? What are you going to do to him?” He started to push him the pace.

“Definitely letting him cum in my pussy, you know I love that stuff.”

“You never told me, did you let Steve cum in you?”

“Of course.” He fucked me harder. “Twice.”

“How was it?”

“He made me orgasm both times. He shot his cum hard so I would feel every pulse inside me. Having another man cum in me, it felt so wrong, but it felt so good.”

He was about to come.

“As I was dressing up to leave, he said I couldn’t leave like that, and had me suck him and swallow.” He was slowing down. “When he comes back, I think I’ll spend the week-end at his place and be his slut for a while. But enough about me, how did it go with Stephanie?”

“She had been wanting this for a while. I don’t think she had much sexual experience, but I think the fact I was married was really turning her on. You know, taking another wnoman’s husband?” This turned me on way more than it should have. “As I said she wasn’t as good as you and wouldn’t move as well or get as wet, but her pussy was super tight.”

“The benefit of not delivering a kid.”

“Yeah, but like way tight. It was hard penetrating her and when I did, she made a small whelp. ”

“Wow. Did you finish in her?”

“Yeah, I did. She seemed surprised too, I think she thought I would pull out or something. But then again, as I was getting closer to come, she just grabbed me and held me inside her.”

“Like this?”

And on that, Eric came, his sperm making its way inside me once again. He panted and moaned for a whole minute.

“Yeah, like that. One day, I wanna get both of you in the same bed.” I was pretty close myself, and he started rubbing my clit gently.

“Haven’t been with a woman in a while, Eric.”

“She hasn’t been with a woman at all.”

“I could order her around?”

“Probably.”

“I’ll think about it for sure.”

“What about John?”

“Tell him to be there 8PM flush. If he really works out a lot, tell him to work out beforehand and not to shower.”

“Oh?”

“And you remember Amelia? That girl who wouldn’t leave you alone and flirted with you all the time? That’s the girl I want you to fuck.”

“Does she still hang out with you?”

“Sometimes. We’ll schedule some bar outing or something. Something like, I’ll excuse myself to the bathroom, or you’ll say I have to leave early for work tomorrow, and you’ll let her seduce you. Make her believe she’s making you cheat on you. And definitely cum in her.”

That’s it, I came with that image in my head, and never before had I came so quickly. We quickly fell asleep in each other’s arm.

Saturday 8PM, John arrived, still wearing his sweat drenched gym clothes. “Hey Sarah, today was particularly hard,” he said.

“So you need relaxation, right? Maybe a massage?”

“Maybe. I have to admit, I never thought this would be serious. To be honest, I’ve been dreaming about it for years, but I would have never made a move on..”

“It’s okay.” I grabbed him and kissed him on the cheeks. He smelt sweaty, he smelt good. “Mind if I help you get rid of those sweaty clothes?”

“Not at all.”

I helped him remove his T-shirt, then his shorts. Eric hadn’t lied: he had a toned, muscular body, even some hints of six-abs. Big pecs, a large back, and most importantly, perfectly-shaped shoulders. Already, his dick was making a huge bulge in his boxers.

“Should we say a little hello to…” I got on my knees, pulled down his boxers, and immediately took his dick in my mouth. Long, extremely firmed, it seemed even his dick was muscled. He tasted sweaty and salty, but it only turned me on more.

“You probably want to take a shower.”

“Come with me,” he ordered.

“Okay.”

“I’m going to fuck you in it. I’ve waited too long.”

He positioned himself behind me and pinned me against the shower’s wall, his huge body locking me into place. He struggled a bit to spread my legs and pussy, by the way I was already soaked the moment I had started sucking him, but eventually managed to get the big head of his dick in me. “Here we go,” he said. He slid all the way in and started fucking me the best the position allowed, his dick rushing inside me from the tight space we were in.

“It’s nice we’re in the shower, my cum will get washed away as it drips out of you. ”

“Harder,” I said. “Fuck me harder than my husband ever could.” He pushed deeper, up to a point where it started to hurt a bit, but I wasn’t going to stop him. His dick was way longer than my husband and also wider. It hurts, but in a pleasurable way.

“Nice pussy,” he said. I was getting close to orgasm, way faster than I ever would. So fast in fact that I barely felt it coming: no on the edge, nothing. It felt good, really good, then a second later I was coming, my juices flowing and covering dick. Somehow, I got too wet or he got too aggressive, and his dick slipped out of me.

“Damn. I guess water’s gonna clean your juices too.”

I got on my knees, still half-dazzled by that amazing orgasm (if only Eric had seen that) and got on my knees to finish him with my mouth. He stopped me as he was about to come.

“No, tonight, my cum is only with your pussy. I want to fill it a good four, five times.”

“Be aggressive. Be dominant, I like it,” I whispered.

“Ok.” He turned off the water, dried us quickly, then grabbed me like I weighed nothing and carried me to my bed. “Very, very close to coming, I’ll probably close just entering you…” and a second later “yup! Ah, that’s a nice pussy, you’re so wet.”

As we finished, I asked him if we could use my phone to take a picture for Eric. “Just my pussy dripping cum,” he said.

“We’re gonna take several. You know, I would have never guessed Eric was into that stuff.” Then he added: “We should film ourselves doing it.”

We set my phone on a nearby chair, pointed it at the bed the best we could, and I sucked him as I laid sitting on the bed and him on his knees. Him hard again, he fucked me, filled me, then took the camera closer to record the mess. DAMN it was hot.

“I’ll send it to him right now so he has a little idea of what we are doing,” I replied, grabbing the phone.

“Great idea, but I’m not done.”

“Poor Eric must be so horny,” I said.

“How about I fuck you on the kitchen table so you have a souvenir there too?” It sounded up and after a quick snack and break, he was bending me over the table and fucking me, his dick plowing through me as he pushed my head so hard I felt dizzy. When he came, I thought he was going to split me in two. He was unbelievably strong. His sheer strength, and his dick fully in me shooting load after load, was enough to push me just over the edge and orgasm again.

“God I missed this from my two years being in a couple,” I said. “Having other guys want me this bad.” I enjoyed my relationship with Eric and how much we could build together, our family and all, but I really missed fucking other guys.

“Your pussy’s too good, I mean, this is the best I’ve ever had in my life.” I was flattered. “I’m not going to be satisfied with just a night, I want you again and again,” he said. “Do you think this is something Eric could agree to?”

“Yeah. Text me, we’ll set things up. In your car, at your place… You’re Eric’s best friend and I’m not going to leave Eric’s best friend horny and unsatisfied.”

“Every time I am in town, I’ll want you.”

His last orgasm had been so strong he was finally a bit tired. He yawned loudly. We still had an hour and a half: we cuddled in front of a movie while I played with his dick gently. It was hard to build him to a lasting erection, but I finally did it. As I sucked him, he eventually got so hard he reminded me of his promise and started fucking me right there on the ground. At this point, my pussy was super sore and hurt really, really bad, but I couldn’t bring myself to stop him. He finally finished, and I felt relieved, but also incredibly turned on and happy.

“There we go. Four fuckings, four fuckings,” he panted, tired. We kissed a bit, and then he left. I decided to go lay in bed (I was tired) to wait for Eric. I looked quickly and sure enough, cum was still leaking out. The bed sheets were covered in cum and I remember thinking it was a bit gross, sleeping in this. We did it with Eric, rarely using condoms and sometimes falling asleep right after sex without time to clean up, but… This was another’s man cum.

Soon enough, Eric arrived. I was dead tired from my week at work and getting fucked so bad. My pussy was still super sore; it didn’t hurt anymore, but I felt like I needed some rest. Still, Eric immediately joined me in bed, naked.

He tried to make a move, overexcited, like a kid. “Eric, I’m dead tired…. He really pushed me good…”

“After what you sent me? No way.” He lifted my leg.

“Eric, tomorrow.”

There was no point talking: he entered me and fucked me from behind, his dick making his way in and out of me. He wasn’t as big or long as John, so it didn’t really hurt, and he seemed so into it I started to get turned on.

“If you want to fuck me, at least fuck me properly.”

I turned around in the missionary position and spread open. He jumped on me like an uncontrollable animal and within 10 seconds, came in me, he was THAT excited and turned on. “Gosh this is good. Did you like it with John?”

“Huh-uh!”

“Tell me more!”

“He had been wanting him for a while, so… I guess he went pretty strong.”

“I can see that, your pussy is super loose.”

“That’s because of how hard he made me come.” I kissed him. “Thank you, Eric.”

“Go on!”

“He was built like a tank and I don’t think anything could have stopped him once he started fucking me. He was going to cum in me whether I wanted it or not. He bent me over our kitchen table and held my hands over my head and there was nothing I could do but feel his massive dick po…”

Husband hard again. Husband in me.

“Already? It turns you on, doesn’t it?”

“Continue,” he said as he fucked me.

“He cummed in me four times, two times in this bed. The second time was the video we sent you and damn, his cum wouldn’t stop leaking out of me.” I felt an orgasm building, out of nowhere, he was SO into this. “The last time we fucked, he just fucked me on the floor and took me from behind like an animal. It kinda hurt because my pussy was sore at this point, but the pain made me hornier. He just let me there, covered in cum, like a fucking slut.” Eric started pounding deeper, as for me, I started moaning. “He pretty much used me like a sex toy. He just used my pussy as he wanted and
there was nothing I could do. Made me orgasm twice, the second time was when he pushed his dick so far in me I thought he would split me in two. He turned me into a fucking slut tonight, his little slut. From a married woman to some girl he violently fucked on the floo…”

I started to moan and orgasmed soon after and, sure enough, Eric followed suit, his cum filling me. That was the sixth load in me in a night, a new record.

“I’m gonna have you eat Stephanie,” he said.

“Hmmm…” I said blissfully, my head on his chest. I was so comfortable.

“After I cum in her,” he added.

We hugged and kissed, and fell asleep soon after. I only wished he would have as much fun with Amelia.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/e6ddo8/fm_fucking_my_husbands_best_friend_28f