[M]y friend [f] leaned against me and cummed while her husband [m] ate her out

“There’s room.”

Those two words will always be synonymous with some sexy voyeuristic shenanigans in my brain now. I’ve been good friends with a married couple for over 20 years, from well before they were married and we were all in college. The guy was my best friend for decades and my college roommate. The gal was his college girlfriend and now counts as one of my best friends as well. When we were roommates we maintained a very casual atmosphere with regards to clothes in our apartment, and often hung out in our underwear or even less. This is a fun custom that we maintained over the years, even if I’m visiting their place to have a beer or two for a couple of hours; usually we’ll end up at least pantsless in our underwear. Sometimes we’d wear even less. Of course with the mixture of alcohol, nudity, and hormones I’ve witnessed my share of sexy activities between the two of them. They deny being exhibitionists and jokingly accuse me of being a voyeur, but when they fuck on the couch next to me what can a guy do but watch?

You’d think that after our long history together that they couldn’t surprise me, but that’s not the case. Of course we’re older now (but still sexy as hell, at least in my mind.) We all have our own kids, we’re busy with careers, stresses of every day life, etc. So we don’t have the time like we used to, so our sessions have become fewer and farther between. But the stars aligned, and I had a chance to go over to their place for a few hours after all our kids had gone to bed. Just like old times we ended up pantsless after the first drink, then in our underwear for the second drink, then the three of us were finally naked with our third. We may be in our late 30s and 40s now, but the couple is still incredibly fit; him tall and lanky with a runners build and an incredibly large cock, her short and swarthy with a petite frame and abs and legs to kill for. She’s in better shape than she was at 18, as I’ve seen her naked at both ages. Up until now our visit was fairly tame, except that were naked. There’s be some playful ass slapping and chest groping, but nothing overly salacious.

After three drinks I finally had to use the bathroom, so I got up off the couch and went to the bathroom to relieve myself. When I walked back into the room my friend was sprawled over most of the couch and her husband was between her legs going down on her. She had her eyes closed and was moaning softly. They of course set this up for my benefit to surprise me, and I surely was surprised. I stopped in the doorway because I was taken a little off guard. Once she realized I had walked into the room, she opened her eyes and made eye contact with me. Her husband was still going down on her and I think she enjoyed seeing me thrown off a little. Without making any space on the couch, she patted the cushion next to her and said,

“There’s room.”

I sat down on the couch next to her and placed my arm across the back of the couch. She settled her shoulders into the nook of my side, and her back and shoulders were pressed into my side, with her head resting on my chest. Her husband never stopped going down on her while she positioned herself against me and I could see his massive cock was erect and pressed against his stomach. I could feel his wife’s soft skin against mine, and she was covered in a light layer of sweat, making it a little sticky against my skin. She had started breathing faster and moaning, and I felt the blood rush to my cock as well. I had gone painfully hard and I wanted nothing more than to have her handle my dick until I blew cum all over her thighs and stomach.

But alas, this wasn’t in the cards. I knew that I was invited here as an observer, not a participant. Perhaps it was cowardice, but I mostly didn’t want to overstep my bounds. In the past when they played in front of me, I’d jerk off while watching them. But I was always on another couch or chair, physically separated from the action. They’d claim that were so focused on each other and the moment that they never noticed me or that I was jerking off; but I don’t believe it. I think they got off on the fact that I was getting off. But I was never actually touching them while they fucked or licked or sucked, and i wanted nothing more than to insert myself into the action. I want her so badly that it hurts. Hell, I wanted to suck his cock too, and I’m not even attracted to men. But I was so hard and the pheromones were so thick in the air that the desire was nearly painful.

She was starting to have some rolling orgasms against me, and she was bucking her shoulders into our sweaty skin, and I could see and feel her body tensing. The moaning was getting pretty intense and she was moving her sweaty hair across my chest. Her eyes were closed and her face was mere inches from mine and I thought of kissing her. My cock was rubbing against her side a little, and i knew that if she we to move her hand mere inches I would instantly blow a load all over her hands and sides. My thoughts will filled with visions of cumming next to her, on her, in her. It was reaching a crescendo as she shuddered against me and finally had enough.

Her husband had made her cum at least three times with her mouth and I felt all of them. She laid there breathing for moment, her heart beating fast against my skin. Her husband looked incredibly pleased with himself. He stood up and his wife finally disengaged from my side. The sticky dampness of our skin pulled a little as she leaned forward, grabbed his hips and wrapped her lips around his cock. She worked her mouth up and down down its shaft, and he made eye contact with me and smiled a sly grin. He knew what I wanted and knew that he was getting it. It was more playful than malicious though. After a few moments in her mouth, he pulled his cock out and a small trail of drool and precum dripped off its end. He didn’t want to finish in her mouth because he want to fuck her later when they went to bed. The show was over.

We continued to have another drink or two, but things had calmed down. I still got to caress her bare ass a chest a little, but that was a consolation prize mostly. You can be sure that I had a hard on the entire time driving home thinking about what just happened and I blew my load the second I got home.

We still hang out when we can, still in various states of undress. They surprised me with a 69 scene on their couch in a similar fashion about a year or so later, but nothing quite as intense has happened since. We still bring the evening up sometimes when we chat as they have as pleasant memories of it as I do. I’m hoping for a repeat performance someday if the stars align. Of course I’d rather be a participant. Doubtful, but a guy can dream right?

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