Wife’s friend helps with their marriage part 7 [MFF] [Threesome] [Sharing] [Oral] [Mast]

*This is the final part of the flashback to what happened in the hotel between Susan, Rob and Jane after the wedding in part 3. If you want to start this series from the beginning check out* [part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/otd2pr/wifes_friend_helps_with_their_marriage_ffm/) *or you can find them all through my profile. If you just want to read the flashback story start* [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pc36az/wifes_friend_helps_with_their_marriage_part_5_mff/)*.*

*… continued*

As Rob moves the few metres over to the desk, he discards the remnants of clothing which Jane has mostly removed already. He stands there naked with his erection proudly before him, his neatly trimmed pubic hair framing his manhood perfectly. I can clearly see the marks she’s made with her nails on his chest and wonder for a moment if they’ll hurt in the morning, but for now he doesn’t seem to notice. I admire his body for a moment, remembering how we used to lie for hours in the single bed in his first flat, never far enough apart to make a double necessary. We’d press ourselves against each other stroking, touching, caressing sometimes making love several times on lazy weekend mornings, not surfacing until afternoon. How I long for those days again, when we only cared about being together, a feeling I’m glad to say Jane has started to rekindle in us.

Jane sits up on the edge of the bed facing the desk leaning back on her arms, her legs parted exposing herself as I had before. I work my way forward off the end and she smacks me playfully on the bum as I pass, causing me to skip playfully.

“Go get’im!” she says cheekily.

I approach Rob and intend on giving him a deep kiss whilst at the same time taking his cock in my hand and teasing him with a few gentle strokes as we make out, but Rob has other plans. Before I can touch him he intercepts my hand grabbing me at the wrist and gently but firmly twisting my arm round and up my back, using it as leverage to push me towards the large executive desk. This catches me by surprise, and I yelp slightly at the sudden change in tempo. My thighs bump into the cool curved edge of the wooden desk and the pressure in my arm causes me to bend forward. I feel the softness of the leather topper press against my breasts and then my cheek as he pushes me down into it. I pretend to struggle slightly knowing this will give him a thrill, but not enough that he might actually stop. He pushes my legs apart with his feet using the insides of mine and without warning he slides into me balls deep, in one firm movement. He enters me easily, his shaft lubricated by my own wetness. I let out a heavy sigh as he fills me completely, stretching me open with his girth and pressing up against the back of my vagina with his tip. He pauses for a moment to let me adjust to him before pulling slowly, painfully slowly out of me until just the tip remains, then slamming in fast and hard again drawing out another moan. He holds my arm higher up my back keeping me pressed hard down into the desk and I try to angle my head round to look at Jane as he slams into me like this several more times, but I can’t quite see. I love this rough treatment he is giving me, and he knows it. This is something he used to do much more often but recently I suspect he’s been too concerned about pushing me away; I’m glad the old Rob is coming back.

As if sensing what I was trying to do “I’m here babe” Jane calls out “you look great, having fun?”

“Mmm, hmmm” is all I can manage in response between Rob’s thrusts which are gradually getting closer together. He reaches down with his free hand managing to squeeze it between the desk and my hips to touch my clit. I feel a lightning bolt shoot through me, and I wonder if I might cum immediately, but I hold off. I want to make him work for my next orgasm, he needs to earn it.

“Oh God!” I call out at his touch, showing him the effect he is having on me. He slams into me harder in response, as he presses his finger against my most sensitive parts. I can feel the weight of his body against my bum and lower back where he has me pinned against the desk whilst he simultaneously fingers me and fucks me. Yes, the old Rob is still there it’s all coming back to him. As he takes me from behind my mind goes back to holidays of old when we’d go at it on the hotel balcony looking out at the sea and the stars, or when he would come home from work and sneak up on me making dinner, pushing me down onto the kitchen table as the food burned, so we’d have to throw it out and start again.

“She’s touching herself” Rob says suddenly in my ear through heavy breaths, bringing me back to the room “I can see her in the mirror.”

“Mmm, I wish I could see her!” I reply frustratingly trying again to look behind us.

Rob is hammering me hard now and no longer able to effectively move his fingers, spurred on by the sight of Jane who is no doubt putting on a show just for him. He lifts himself off me and releases my arm, finally, taking hold of my hips instead. I bring my arms up to my head and brace myself against the wall behind the desk and rise onto my tip toes, to take some of the pressure off my hip bone which is rubbing against the edge of the desk. I can feel my next orgasm starting to build inside and can tell it will be a big one. I haven’t been taken like this, with so little mercy, for months maybe years. Rob tilts his pelvis back, bending his knees so that he is pushing as deep in and up into me as he can, and I call out for them both to hear.

“That’s it Baby, fuck me hard… keep going, don’t stop!” not that I think he is likely to but I’m on auto pilot now, saying whatever comes into my head. My arms are getting tired from holding me back so my head doesn’t bang on the wall and I’m close, really close. I want to cum to badly.

“I’m close, I’m so close… that’s it. Can you see me Jane, I’m going to cum just like you wanted!”

“Yes Babe I can, I’m touching myself watching you. You look amazing as he bangs you” she says with heaviness in her voice. “Cum for him, cum for us both.”

Rob’s breathing is heavy with the exertion as he slams into me harder and faster than I think he’s ever done. He’s been needing this, wanting this, for so long. One of his hands leaves my hips and runs up my back, I feel the roughness of his palm against the soft skin of my spine, then my shoulder, then my neck. Finally his fingers slide up the back of my scalp and weave in amongst my hair before clamping suddenly shut as he grabs a handful of my long strands and yanks my head back and upwards with just enough force to arch my back and lift my tits up off the desktop exposing them to Jane’s gaze in the mirror.

“Ahhhh!!” I call out, partly in surprise, but mostly in pleasure as the timing of the pull coincides with him pushing deep into me with his hardest, deepest thrust yet. Supporting my weight on extended arms I open my eyes and realise I can finally see Jane in the mirror, her stocking clad legs still spread wide as she watches us, her breasts hanging heavily in front of her, the nipples erect and pink. With one hand she is touching herself, however in the other she is holding her phone. I can’t tell if Rob has noticed or not, but I feel another rush as I realise, she’s filming us.

“There you are” she says smiling. She sounds like she’s missed the site of me in the short period we’ve been apart. “A little extra for my frustrated friend” she continues with that wicked glint back in her eye. Now is not the time to argue, I have other things to think about as my climax builds. She looks so hot as she displays herself for us so graphically. I wish they’d both seen me doing the same earlier, I wish she’d filmed that. After what is only a few seconds of filming she drops the phone and returns focus to herself.

“Is he going to make you cum soon babe?” she asks and I wonder if there is a hint of jealousy in her voice, that she has to share me with my own husband.

“Yes, very soon” I respond looking directly into her beautiful eyes, followed almost immediately by “I’m cumming, I’m cumming!” the site of her filming being all I needed to tip me over the edge.

My third orgasm of the evening crashes into me, the biggest yet by far. Rob keeps hammering me as I ride it, pulling back harder on my hair forcing my neck to extend, lifting my tits higher and I have to struggle again to look down enough to see Jane, not wanting to break contact. She is smiling at me as she watches, but her eyes keep closing momentarily and her head is dipping as her own climax finally takes a grip. I watch as she clamps her legs tightly around her hand falling from sight backwards onto the bed just as Rob’s thrusts begin to slow. Finally, he eases the pressure off my hair allowing me too to collapse forward onto the desk. After a few moments, during which he stands motionless behind me still hard and deep inside me I am finally able to speak.

“Wow! That was amazing. Where has that animal been?” I ask.

“He’s always been there, just needed let out of his cage” Rob replies, running his hand lovingly up and down my back and my bare ass, then down onto the soft fabric of the stockings I am still wearing. His weight shifts slightly as he leans forward without allowing himself to slip out of me and kisses me gently on each shoulder. Finally, very carefully, knowing how tender I will be, he slides himself out and pulls me up into an embrace and a deep kiss which lasts longer than I’d have expected for this far into the night.

“Come here. Both of you.” from Jane. We look over and she is lying on the bed watching our prolonged kiss. “I think Rob’s got one more in him and it’s my turn again” she continues. There’s the jealousy again, which makes my heart flutter. It makes me happy knowing that she thinks of us as being hers as much as each other’s now, is that wrong I wonder, either way it is new and thrilling like the early days of a relationship. What makes it most exciting is I think I feel the same way, that we belong to each other the three of us, that somehow Rob and I would no longer feel complete without her in our lives and I hope that Rob feels the same. I take him by the hand and lead him back to her.

Letting go of Rob I climb up towards the top of the bed and sit with my upper body resting back against the headboard.

“Come here,” I say to Jane and motion for her to bring her face towards mine. We kiss briefly before I gently put my hands on her shoulders and push her down. I want to feel her tongue between my legs, I want her to taste me. The pounding I’ve just taken from Rob means I know he won’t be inside me again tonight, but I reckon there might be one more orgasm in there and if there is, Jane will find it. She works her way down my body using her tongue to tease my neck, my nipples and my stomach as she passes but I keep pushing her towards my opening and spread my legs wider. The first touch of her tongue is on my wet lips before she opens her mouth wide and places it over the entrance to my vagina, pushing her tongue into me as if it were my mouth, she is making out with me as she holds the inside of my thighs gently parting my lips enough to get her tongue as deep as she can inside. It feels soft against my tender opening and I immediately feel myself relax into the soft bedding.

Jane head down in my lap has her bum pointing invitingly up into the air in front of me, her own legs slightly parted making it obvious to Rob what she wants. He climbs onto the bed behind her and positions himself to enter. Before he does though, pressing his tip against her just enough to know he is there, he pauses and looks at me as if waiting for permission. I smile at him and nod gently as she continues to work her magic.

“Take her, make her yours” I say, surprising myself with my own confidence and certainty. I want nothing more right now than to watch my husband fuck my friend right in front of me. I want it more than I want my own orgasm. I want to feel her moan into me as he makes her cum. He pushes inside and I feel her press against me with his movement.

In contrast to the railing that Rob gave me on the desk, his movement in Jane is more measured. Perhaps, I wonder, if she is still too unfamiliar for him to take so savagely, either way she isn’t complaining. On the contrary I can feel and hear the moans of pleasure beneath me as she switches her attention to gently nibbling then licking my clit, interchanging between the two. As Rob works away behind her with a steady rhythm I enjoy the additional stimulation of her rocking back and forth against me. When he reaches beneath her and takes her breasts in his hands, gently squeezing them before softly pulling at her nipples she doesn’t scream in pleasure, she moans softly and presses her tongue harder against me. When he slides his hands up her sides onto her back, rubbing them both to her shoulders and back to her firm ass, she slides hers under my buttocks and lifts me up towards her for a better angle. When he looks up at me and gently allows his thumb to brush across her rear entrance I feel her body twitch and she sighs heavily. She likes that I think, when he touches her there.

Jane’s movements begin to get a little more erratic and I realise that she is struggling to concentrate. One of her hands has disappeared from beneath me reaching down between her legs, but I can’t tell if she is touching herself or playing with Rob’s balls, perhaps a bit of both. Rob is moving noticeably quicker and has his eyes closed as he pumps in and out. He hasn’t cum since the original blowjob he got from Jane, and is feverishly working towards his own climax having managed already to hold off Jane riding him once and roughly taking me, he won’t last through another session. I reach down with both my hands and hold Jane’s head gently keeping her on track in just the right spot, allowing her to enjoy her own pleasure without worrying about losing mine. Although he can’t see me, I continue to watch Rob’s face for signs of his own orgasm approaching, I want us to cum together or at least close. I hope that Jane will be able to feel us change when the time comes.

“I want us to cum together” I say to them both “I wont be long”.

Hearing that Rob increases his speed of movement, urging himself on and Jane is indeed touching herself trying her best to control the timing of her own orgasm.

“I’m close again” I say “God I’m going to cum again. Cum with me.”

I am first as the warmth flows from Jane’s tongue into me and up through my stomach setting all the nerves in my upper body alive, flushing my chest and my cheeks, and I let out a long low guttural moan. Rob is next, I recognise the signs in his face just before as he contorts finally losing control and in this last moment not caring about who he is with or their pleasure, only that he reaches his now inevitable release. He too calls out “I’m cumming inside her!” talking to me. But the selfishness of his climax needn’t be any cause for concern, for as his seed rushes up his shaft and out into Jane, flooding her insides, this is the final push she too needs causing her to moan into me one last time and arch her back up off the bed as she spasms beneath us both with his final few thrusts.

Jane collapses down onto the bed, her head resting on my thigh, and I can feel her breath on my wet pussy. Rob too collapses down on top of her, finally spent. We lie like that a while enjoying the aftermath, none of us in a hurry to move and I gently stroke her hair as she rests. After five or ten minutes I start to feel uncomfortable.

“It must be really late, we need to get some sleep” I say.

It is Jane who replies, “Don’t leave me” showing a rare moment of vulnerability.

“Don’t worry” I reply, “we’re not going anywhere” and Rob kisses her back lightly. I am right, he does feel the same, she is part of us now.

I slide myself out from under them and drag the covers down just low enough for me to get under, too tired to even take off my stockings. Then holding them up I make space for the others who likewise drag themselves to the top of the bed and under the sheets. Jane lies on her side next to me, and we face each other wrapping our arms around one another in a sleepy embrace, our breasts pressed against each others. Rob behind me moves in close enveloping me in his strong arms, and I can feel his now flaccid penis against my bum as we finally fall asleep.

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