Watching as my wife fucks my friend [FMF]

This was on a hot (by Canadian standards) Sunday August afternoon. We went to visit Mona and John, a couple I’ve written about on here before, for a BBQ and drinks at their house. We were sitting outside on their patio chatting, enjoying cold beer and wine after our meal, they had just put their kid to sleep for her afternoon nap.

I remember the scene well, John was wearing a white sleeveless shirt, accenting his muscular arms. His wife, Mona, was wearing a low cut top, showing off her cleavage, and a tight pair of really short yoga shorts that had everyone’s head turning every time she got up from the table.

Myself, I was quite boring, wearing a pair of jean shorts and slim fitted tee. Jenna, on the other hand had dressed quite promiscuously, she had a pair of jean shorts on, with a rip at the bottom of her ass, and a skin-tight light pink tank top, clearly without a bra on, her nipples poking out the entire day.

Our chat was a normal one, just a general catch up as we hadn’t seen them in a while. At one point John brought up the fun Jenna, Mona, and myself had had when the lockdown had just started, and how he felt left out of it and a little jealous.

“You never know what could happen today, it isn’t even night yet,” Mona answered.

We brushed it off with a few giggles and our day went on. At some point as the sun was setting, Mona’s mom came by to grab their kid for the night and babysit, leaving us, or rather them, free to do as they please.

We continued chatting for a bit as it grew darker. The girls were sitting opposite us, Jenna directly across from me.

“Jenna, did you intentionally wear that top to tease us all night?” John asked.

“With these little things?!” Jen said, baffled, as she held her little tits up with her hands.

“Yeah, from what I remember, you had a really cute rack.”

I saw Jen smile as she pulled the side of her tank top in, showing John her perky small left tit.

“Is this enough to get you going?” She said.

“It’s a start,” he answered.

She released the hold off her tank top which snapped back into place.

“Just a start, eh?” She said.

She stood up, walked behind Mona and around the table as she pulled her tank top off and set it on the table mid stride as she made her way toward John, her little tits jiggling slightly with every step as she did. She straddled him, her hands resting on her thighs as she leaned back in his lap. She kept a serious face, as she asked him “how about now?”

“That’s a bit better,” he said.

“Just a bit? You can touch them….” she said, while she pushed her shoulders in, squeezing her tits together, giving herself just a touch of a cleavage.

I looked over at Mona who was looking at her husband with a smile across her face and nodded at him, not taking her gaze off of them. I looked back and saw him reach out with both his hands and gently cover her tits, squeezing them as he cupped them. Jenna’s face stayed unchanged as she looked at him.

He kept on fondling them for a bit, occasionally running his hands down her torso, as Jenna slightly swayed back and forth while we watched. Seeing him appreciating my wife’s body like this had my cock stirring awake already, all while his face indicated he was thoroughly enjoying himself. Jenna still had her unchanged serious expression on, as if though she was on a mission. After a couple of minutes, she pulled back a bit and grabbed John’s large cock through his shorts with her hand.

“Well, that’s definitely more than start there,” she said, finally letting a small smile cross her face.

“So…what do you want me to do?” She kept stroking his cock through his shorts, her face centimetres from his, leaning forward arching her back. Then she stood up in front of him and slowly, one button at a time, undid her shorts. When she had undone them all she stood in front of him, pulling her shorts down just a touch, her black underwear showing. She maintained a straight face still.

“So what do you want?” She asked again, but kept on going before he had a chance to respond. Mona and I just kept on watching them, myself enormously horny at the sight. “You want to feel me up some more?”

She turned around and started pulling her shorts down, slowly revealing her smooth ass in black thong until her shorts fell around her ankles. She spread her legs and bent over the table. Her wavy hair hid her face from me, but I could tell from the movement of her head she was laughing, Mona who was looking at her face was covering her mouth, also trying to stifle a laugh.

John was oblivious though, he was just staring at my wife’s bent over ass. Once she stopped laughing and regained her composure she started to move it around a bit for him. I decided to break him out of his trance, reached out with my hand and gave her a light smack.

“You can touch her man, she made that clear earlier,”

He reached with both hands, spread her cheeks, and gave her a few firm squeezes followed by a light smack. Jenna stood upright and turned around.

At this point Mona commented how she couldn’t see enough from the other side of the table and she came and sat in my lap, right on my cock which was by now hard as a rock.

“Oh my! You’re really enjoying this aren’t you?”

Jenna looked at me and smiled, I didn’t respond but just told them to get on with it, putting my own hands on Mona’s waist. She put her serious face back on before turning to John again, and started to slowly peel off her thong, her little landing strip getting exposed one centimetre at a time, before her pussy lips, swollen with pleasure already, finally showed. She took a step toward him and said:

“I guess there’s only one place left for you to touch,” she said as she let her thing drop to the floor, and she moved closer to him, putting her hands on his shoulders.

He looked at me as if though for permission, as if he hadn’t done this before, though, I guess it had been years and I just nodded.

He took his hand out and slowly rubbed my wife’s pussy, first just between her lips, taking his time as we watched them spread, his fingers visibly soaked with her juices. Finally, he put his fingers inside her. I looked at Jen’s face, her eyes were shut, her mouth just slightly open as her chest went up and down with her deep breaths. With his other hand he massaged her tit before reaching around for her ass, squeezing it as he pulled closer to him, his fingers still moving slowly inside her.

I could feel Mona’s breathing a little deeper as she sat in my lap while the two of us watched them. I moved my hand from her waist and slowly slipped it under her shorts and panties, my hand on her pubic mound, freshly shaved, only teasing for the time being. By the time John had slid his fingers into my wife, she took my hand in hers and urged it down. Her pussy was as soaked as I was hard, and I slowly starting rubbing her clit, while occasionally sliding my two fingers into her warm, wet, pussy, while she gently moved her ass back and forth on my erect cock.

After a few minutes, when John had taken his fingers out of Jenna, she took a step back, then crouched down and pulled his shorts and boxers down. His long hard cock standing straight up, visibly throbbing even from our distance as he waited in anticipation.

Jenna took her time, she stood back up and closed the few decimetres between them with a step to stand over him, her body looking ridiculously toned with the one light they had on their deck in the now night sky. She put her hands on his muscular white thighs, as he angled himself forward a bit. Finally, she straddled him again, this time taking his long cock in her hands, and, still taking her time, put it inside her.

Mona and I watched as Jenna’s fit ass slowly moved up and down his long cock, seeing it covered in her juices every time she went up. She was going slowly, as if though making sure she experiencing every centimetre of him for as long as she could. She was trying to keep quiet, but I could head her already heightened breathing from where I sat. John’s face was already turning more red, as he now used both his hands to spread Jen’s ass cheeks apart. In the meantime, I kept on slowly fingering Mona as she sat in my lap, and took my other hand and ran it up her shirt and clasped her large tit in it. I turned my lips into Mona’s ear, and millimetres away I whispered to her:

“I think John would love it if you joined them.”

She took my advice and got off my lap, quickly pulling her shorts and underwear off. She walked over to Jen and John, and started making out with John, nibbling on his ear, and kissing his neck, while simultaneously fingering herself, as Jenna continued to slowly ride him, her face now flushed, her mouth slightly open as she continued to try and keep quiet, letting the odd whimper excape her lips.

At this point, I couldn’t really help myself any longer and pulled by shorts off and started to stroke myself as I watched them.

I saw the three of them quietly discuss something quickly, after which Jenna started to grind back and forth on John, as he continued to squeeze her ass. I saw and heard Jenna reach an orgasm, and a half a minute or so later get off of John, his pink cock slipping out of her visibly covered in all of her juices. Jenna leaned up against the table behind her to catch her breath, as Mona promptly took John’s cock in her mouth, I’m sure tasting my wife’s juices, and started blowing him on her knees, still pleasuring herself, as they both moaned with pleasure.

I was still stroking myself enjoying the show, when Jenna, without a word, came up to me and took me in her mouth. I didn’t need much longer to go, she looked at me, her eyes smiling, if that makes sense, and gave me the last little bit I needed before I finished, she swallowed every drop and sucked me dry. She sat in my lap and we watched Mona continue to go down in John, who’s face was getting more and more red by the second. Finally he let a few grunts escape. Mona obviously had every intention of sucking him dry too, but his load was definitely bigger than she expected. His cock came out of her mouth and we saw as two long streams of his cum showered her face before she took his long cock in her mouth again and sucked what was left.

She turned to us, her face completely covered in his white jizz, smiling ear to ear, and made the abundantly clear statement that she needs to clean up, before she scurried off, still wearing her shirt, but her bare white ass skimping along.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/mu54d1/watching_as_my_wife_fucks_my_friend_fmf