I’ve told you the story of Beth, my best bud’s wife. ([If you missed it, you are missing some really hot masturbation material.](https://link.medium.com/xRCQoXZe47)) About 5’11”. Thin. Tan. Toned. She has phenomenal legs. The best legs I have pretty much ever seen and they extend for more than 2/3 of her body. Her abs are straight from a fitness magazine, along with the tiny shirts that showed them off. My then wife used to watch her leave the room because her ass was so perfect.
One time, as my wife watched Beth and the tight denim shorts that barely covered her ass disappear out of sight in the kitchen she whispered to me: “Once Ben and Beth leave, I have a surprise planned.”
She winked and walked away.
[My wife is the sister of Carianne](https://link.medium.com/JySCWQ6e47), my sister-in-law who flashed me on the couch and started my insatiable thirst for worn wet panties. (Once again, if you missed it, we’re talking amazing masturbation material guaranteed to make your load hit the ceiling or your clit do a dance.)
My wife only winked when she was horny. And knowing how Beth made her salivate, I could only imagine what she had in store for me. It’s worth noting that while my wife knew I was a naughty boy, she had no clue about my now three-month-old panty fetish. I mean I couldn’t possibly tell my horny wife I crave smelling her sister’s wet juicy pussy and oh so sweet asshole through the fabric of her dirty panties. I mean, c’mon.
Fast forward about 3 hours, and it was time to say good night to our friends. As Beth disappeared down the curved wooden stairs, each step of her heels resulted in a tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. And as each step took her further away from me and my wife, each step brought be closer to whatever my wife had in store for me.
When I closed the door, my wife closed the bathroom door inside our bedroom. Now I had to employ the most amazing patience ever, because I was truly in danger of cumming all over the place. Being so close to Beth’s incredible body for so many hours had me in some kind of way. I never knew how Ben handled himself around her, not when we were in college and not now.
I stripped down to my boxers and a t-shirt and lied in wait. My wife emerged from the bathroom about 45 minutes later dressed as Beth. And I don’t mean the same shirt. I mean, her exact outfit: Short, right denim shorts and a black t-shirt they covered half her stomach. While my wife wasn’t blessed with the exact same dimensions as Beth, she was blessed with a flat stomach and 36Cs. She was even wearing the same perfume Beth wore and she put her hair up in a ponytail, which I always imagined Beth did purely so she could suck Ben’s cock on short notice.
My wife crawled into bed and my cock instantly grew to a size uncontainable by any boxers. She pulled my boxers aside, took my cock into her soft hands and said to me “there are ground rules. Tonight I am not Trudy. I’m Beth. And I only answer to Beth. Beth is here to make you happy because she’s a little tired of Ben’s boring lovemaking and she needs a change of pace. Anything you want me to do or anything you’ve always wanted me to do I’ll do.”
Honestly, I’m not sure how I didn’t cum during the rules.
“What are we doing first?”
That was a tough question to answer. If I had Beth, I would want her to strip for me. No, I’d want her to suck my cock ridiculously slowly until her spit poured down my shaft to my balls. No, I’d want to kiss her beautiful tits.
Actually, what I’m pretty sure I’d do first to Beth is go down on her. So I unbuttoned the super tight shorts and helped Beth wiggle her way out of them. And then I had her lay on her back propped up by a pillow. I then began to kiss her painted toes. I sucked each one in my mouth as Beth moaned ever so lightly. I kissed the sides of her ankles and calves. I then worked my way slowly up her leg … alternating between kissing and licking. Her panties were still on and they were now so wet the fabric was a different color. I spread her legs and started to kiss the inside of her thighs. First the right and then the left. To get to the other side I crossed over her juicy wet mound but not before breathing heavily across. After kissing up the left side I pulled her panties aside. You know my love for panties and these were so wet. You could hear them squish. I then planted my lips on Beth’s wet lips. They were hairless. I whispered “oooh you shaved!” To which Beth replied “I haven’t had a bush since high school.”
About 15 minutes into my oral worship of Beth’s stunning pussy, I lifted her legs in the air. I was not going to let this night end without tasting that asshole. It was tough to get my tongue in. It was so tight. But it was so worth it. I mean Beth’s asshole tasted exactly like I thought it would. Sweet and perfect. Her moans intensified as I fingered her clit.
When I could sense Beth could take no more, I traded places. I inserted one finger into her tight saliva-filled asshole and went back to her clit with my tongue. One thing I’ve always been good at was oral, so when I say I was going to fulfill my dream of my best bud’s wife cumming all over my face, I meant it. As she moaned “oh God I’m going to cum!” I circled my finger inside her asshole and took her whole clit in my mouth to circle with my tongue and lips. She screamed oh god I’m cumming! I’m cumming! And flooded my mouth with the most stunning mixture of juice and cream. I lapped up every drop and then went in for a wet gooey kiss. Beth’s sweat-glistened body collapsed onto mine in happiness.
For the next 30 minutes, we fucked in every position imaginable. There was something extra amazing about her riding me and yelling my name. Having her on all fours and fucking her in that tight asshole was everything I thought it could be. And somehow, saying Beth’s name as my balls filled with a giant helping of cum made it so much hotter.
As I fucked that tight asshole, Beth breathily said “I want all that cum in my mouth. I am going to swallow every single drop.” I pulled out of her ass, and like the filthy slut she was, she took it straight into her mouth and sucked so patiently and juicy. My balls were growing. My cock was stiffening and I didn’t think I could get any harder. I was basically a steel pole in her mouth right now. She tickled my balls and had a finger just slightly inserted into my asshole.
The moment of orgasm was unlike any other I’ve had or had since. I blasted my jizz into her mouth. I could hear her swallowing, desperately trying to keep up with my pulsating cock. When I collapsed on top of her, our bodies were sweaty and her mouth was sticky from all that cum. She then kissed me. Only my wife would know how much I enjoyed a good cum-filled kiss, but now Beth knew it too.
Beth stood up and began to dress. The tiniest bit of cum was dripping off her bottom lip. She sucked it up, licked her lips and disappeared into the bathroom.
About 20 minutes later, my wife emerged in a baggy t-shirt and shorts.
“Hey. What have you been up to?” She asked
“It’s been a good night,” I said.
“I’m glad, she replied. Well, good night.”
“Good night.” When she leaned in to kiss me, I could taste the leftovers of my cum and her pussy.
“Sweet dreams, honey,” she said.
“Oh yeah, I replied. Oh yeah.”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hpzmqx/my_fantasy_of_one_night_with_my_best_friends_wife