My Wife’s Best Friend Watched Us Fuck [M29] [F32]

My wife’s best friend’s name was Nicole. A gorgeous, blonde Australian surfer girl in her late 20’s, she’d had a run of bad luck with men as of late, and needed some girl time with my wife to talk things over. They’d spent the evening on the back patio, drinking wine, and going over Nicole’s recent romantic tribulations. My wife, Lina, listened patiently, keeping eye contact and nodding assuringly even as she bent to refill their wine glasses mid-conversation.

I had stayed inside most of the night, letting them have their girl time, and answering work emails in our bedroom. As I typed, I heard their conversation evolve from quiet and thoughtful to tipsy and fraught with bouts of sudden laughter. I knew it wouldn’t be long before Lina would need me. White wine had an unwavering effect on her. She’d be in any moment, looking gorgeous, needy.

Sure enough, minutes later I heard the patio door open, and Lina and Nic’s voices hush as they came back inside. I heard them exchange quick ‘good nights,’ followed by Lina padding quickly down the hall into the doorway of our room. She stood in the entry, the light still on in the hallway behind her turned her into a stunning, slender, sultry silhouette. “Hi,” she said almost breathlessly. “I need you.”

Wordlessly, I closed my laptop and set it on the bedside table, and in doing so revealed the prominent outline of my already swelling erection. Lina’s gaze moved hungrily toward my hardness, and she scampered over to the bed, pulling my legs around towards her and pulling off my underwear. My cock sprang out as she pulled, and giggling, she caught it with her tongue, then closed her soft, dainty lips around the tip. I breathed deeply and lay back as she began moving her tongue around my thickness, using her slender hand to reach down and caress my balls as she licked.

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed someone’s shadow coming down the hallway. I knew it must be Nicole on her way to the bathroom. We hadn’t closed the door, but she’d spent the night countless times, and had always gone about her business politely.

I lay back again as Lina continued to indulge herself in my now rock hard cock. Her head bobbed, and I reached one arm behind it, holding her hair so I could see her taking me in, all the way in, and drawing me back out. Then I noticed Nic in the doorway. She was wearing a sheer, white tank top, and a pair of retro, boyish briefs. I turned my head towards her, and our eyes locked. A fleeting moment of acknowledgement.

I pulled Lina up towards me. As my manhood left her mouth she let out a breathless gasp. “I need you to sit on me now.” I told her, sternly, as I moved my hands down to her hips, guiding her visibly wet, perfectly smooth crease so that my cock pressed its length along her. She raised herself, and taking me in her hand she held my arousal as she lowered herself. As she lowered, I noticed Nic moving in the background. She slid her hand slowly down the front of her undies and bit her lip. Her gazed locked on Lina as my hardness slid into her. Lina still had no idea, and Nicole’s hand began to move beneath her panties.

Our pace quickened, and I felt Lina shudder, and begin to tighten around me. She rode me intensely. Longingly. Grabbing her breasts in her hands, her nipples between her fingers, I could feel her orgasm building. She clenched, and I felt her wetness drip down my cock and between my legs.

Nicole had slid down the door frame, and was now covering her mouth as she continued to stroke what I could now see through her formerly white panties was a soaking, dainty, perfectly groomed pussy.

“Do you want me to cum for you now?” I asked Lina, rhetorically of course. “Please,” she gasped. “Cum for me.”

I lifted her, and making sure not to turn her in the direction of our curious visitor, threw her down on her hands and knees on the bed. Taking my cock in my hand, which was now slick with my wife’s silky release, I moved behind her, and glancing quickly over my shoulder, made sure I was positioned in a way that wouldn’t deny Nicole the satisfaction of seeing the act to completion.

I could tell Nicole was close. Her hand clasped over her mouth, she had her fingers inside herself now. And this was all I needed. With one hand gripping Lina’s ass, I stood behind her, and after one last glance in Nicole’s direction I let myself go. Thick, opaque ropes of my slung across her smooth cheeks, and as I spread her open with the hand on her ass, I let the last lurches land just above her small, pristine asshole. I let out a final sigh, and stepped back, and in the moments before Lina rolled over, turned to fully face Nicole, who was shakily rising to her feet. As she backed quietly back down the hallway she held her gaze on me, watching the last string of cum as it dropped from my slick, subsiding hardness to the floor.

I got Lina a towel from the bathroom, and helped her clean me from between her legs, and on her back. We kissed deeply and were soon asleep.

Nicole and I have never said a word to each other about that night. But it’s one I’ll never forget.

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