Hand job from wifes friend [MF]

A friend Jill [F45] stayed with us [M48] [F49] for a couple of nights as she had come down to London from Scotland for the weekend. She was an old work colleague of my wife but I knew her quite well too having met them both for after work drinks many times.

She is quite attractive and looks young for her age. Short blond hair, petite frame but full tits and curvy ass. They went out for dinner with a few other old friends and come back quite late, quite merry and continued to drink a bit more.

I had work to go to in the morning so left them chatting. When I woke up in the morning I wasn’t surprised there was no other movement in the house. My wife was buried under the duvet and there was no other sound in the house. I slipped my naked body out from bed and went to the bathroom. My morning erection wobbled from side to side as I passed the guest bedroom. The door was ajar and through the gap it was in semi darkness and in silence.

I paused briefly outside her door, titillated at the thought of her seeing my morning glory before proceeding to the bathroom.

Despite needing to pee I started to run the shower. Not being able to do handstands the toilet would have to wait. Once the water flowed hot I stepped in and began to shower. I soaped myself all over paying extra attention to my firm cock. I was just considering to masturbate the erection away so I could pee when the door of the bathroom opened and in rushed Jill.

She was wearing a night shirt and evidently nothing underneath. She rushed to the toilet, flipped the lid up and sat straight down. Her ass barley touched the seat before I could hear a heavy stream over the noise of the shower. She tried not to look at me as she apologised about bursting in and explained how she needed the toilet urgently.

I had turned away from her. I am not shy but felt it inappropriate to present her with my cock at full attention and listening to her pee was certainly not helping. I apologised in return in case I had woken her. She said it was lucky I had or she would have wet the bed plus she got to see my ass. I looked over my shoulder and she was staring straight back at me.

“I wonder what the front looks like”, she smiled back at me.

That was an offer I couldn’t refuse. Without giving it too much thought I turned to show her my cock.

“Oh,” she said, “ the door is too steamy.”

I shamelessly held both door handles and slide the shower doors open giving her a full view of my throbbing member. As she sat on the toilet she crossed her arms and grabbed the hem of her shirt and lifted it up over her head. Her bare tits flopped down as they were released my the fabric. They were much bigger than I thought and although a bit droopy they were delightful with pert pink nipples poking out at me.

“It’s only fair,” she said.

I thanked her but told her it wasn’t helping me much as I needed to pee too. She smirked at me and said there was two options. Either pee in the shower or relieve the tension. Trust me I was desperate to relieve the tension at this point and soon noticed my hand had gripped my shaft and was already stroking. She started to rub her tits for me as I stared at her.

I was so horny I could already feel my balls twitching and the tip of my cock getting sensitive. She reached out for some toilet tissue and dabbed herself dry. Watch her reach her hand down between her legs was ridiculously sexy. I never knew I had a water sport fetish.

She stood up and I saw her brown hairy bush as she walked over to me. Mmm, not matching I thought. She stopped just outside the shower and we stared at each other. She started to run her fingers through her pubic hair and down to her pussy. Her other hand cupped her left breast and lifted it up, presenting it to me. I imagined sucking on her gorgeous nipple.

My strokes were getting quicker and harder. My balls were straining at the building pressure. I stepped forward out of the stream of water. Her tits were inches away from my chest. She took her hand from her pussy and smeared her wet fingers over the tip of my cock. She crouched down so her face was level with it and she stared as she took over the grip and pumped it for me.

I so wanted her to wrap her lips around me and take me in her mouth. But thinking about that sent me over the edge and I felt my load build in the base of my shaft before shooting up inside me and erupting to freedom. My legs shook with each shot.

She gently rubbed me as my erection subdued. She continued to milk my semi hard cock with her hand covered in my cum. She then wiped it on her tits before bending over to pick up her shirt. I got a fantastic view of her ass and hairy pussy from behind. She slipped on her shirt and a damp patch emerged where her left tit was.

“I will be able to smell that when go back to bed,” she whispered, “that gets me really horny.”

With that she left the bathroom.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dl2duh/hand_job_from_wifes_friend_mf

12 comments

  1. Thats pretty awesome she didnt care that it happened, are you guys swingers or has she always been open to the thought? Trying to get my wife to be cool about it as well.

  2. Jesus this is incredible! I can literally imagine it in my head, well now my other head is imagining it Lmaoo

  3. My 2nd wife, (redhead, 18 and me 31..should have known better) went away for a dozen days to visit her Mother that was ill, left me home alone. She had her girlfriend Sara come by each evening to give me a hand job to take the edge off. Even told me what she set up before she left. Said she was afraid that since I was used to every single day I would go out on the town and find someone. I probably would not have, but I also didn’t mind her solution. Damn, the 70’s were a fun time, and I still love hand jobs..

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