Permission to have sex with my friend’s wife [MF]

She’s so hot… Alessia was standing alone in a crowd of donors at a fundraiser. She scanned the cavernous room looking for anyone she knew when she saw me staring at her. We both smiled and waved each other.

She’s my good friends wife. How he ended up with her I’ll never know. Money perhaps? It was a mystery because she’s out of his league.

“Hi Alessia is Mike with you?”

“No. He’s away with business this weekend. Are you here with anyone?”

“No, I’m running solo… Again. Being single sometimes blows.”

I was taking Alessia in. She’s a stunning thirty three year old woman, but tonight she was extra breathtaking. Standing a slender 170 cm with red, wavy, shoulder-length hair, a tight and shapely ass, and breasts that were perfect for her size, about 32DD, she totally owned the room. To show off her body she was wearing silky fishnet stockings and a red cocktail dress with a hemline that was short , but not slutty short, and heels that gave her calves definition.

I’m forty three years old, 180 cm tall, short brown hair, green eyes and have an average body, not slim, not fat.

“Would you like something to drink?” I asked.

“White wine would be lovely” She said. She watched me walk away and I soon had two drinks in hand.

Walking back through the crowd I could see she was texting. “Is everything alright?” I asked.

“Yes. Mike was wondering if I’m at the fundraiser and who was there. I let him know I got lucky and ran into you.”

I handed her the wine, we toasted and a few seconds later her phone rang. It was clearly Mike.

“I’m wearing my red cocktail dress and heels. I look great”

“Yes, Victor thinks I look great too” She said with a wink. “Take a guess” she answered. “No. No. Yes. Panties are always optional, right?”

Holy fuck my ears perked up at that. She was looking at me, almost laughing, as I stared back, slightly bewildered.

“I’m pretty sure Victor thinks I look pretty hot” She told him. I was nodding. A few seconds later, “Well, I’m not sure,but I bet so.” Pause. “Okay, here he is”and then she handed me the phone. “Mike wants to talk to you”

“Hey, Mike”

“Does Alessia look hot?”

“Absolutely”

“Do you want to fuck her? I’m serious, would you fuck her?”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I paused a second and stammered, “I would definitely fuck her. She is the hottest woman in the room.”

“You have my permission, now hand the phone back to Alessia”

“Ok sweetie” “I love you too” “I will” “Bye”

She hung up and the put the phone in her purse without saying a word. She grabbed my hand and led me out of the room and down a hallway.

“You better fuck me, I need it. And I’ve wanted to fuck you for years” she said matter of factly. We were now alone in the hall.

“Kiss me” She ordered. And I did. I grabbed her and kissed her deeply, our tongues were dancing. She reached down and palmed the bulge in my pants an chuckled. “ Oh my. What do we have here? You better fuck me with that big cock and soon” she whispered.

We saw the bathroom at the same time and she quickly led me through the door, locking it. We kissed hard, my hands on her breast, another on her ass. As I was trying to push us together, she was fighting to get my belt undone, then my zipper down. My cock sprang out she let my clutches as she kneeled down and immediately swallow all of my hard cock.

She sucked with abandon, feasting on my hardness, sucking and twirling her tongue on the head and then a swallowing me whole. Bobbing her head up and down she grabbed my balls and gently squeezed them. I put my fingers through her hair and face fucked her. She gagged and spit ran down her chin, her free hand slid down and she fingered herself while moaning on my cock.

After a few minutes she grabbed my cock, stroked it, looked up and said, “Fuck me, I need you to fuck me”

I lifted her dress up and saw she was wearing a garter belt to hold up her stockings and no panties. Just a smooth, shaved pussy. My cock was aimed at her wet slit. She pulled me in and kissed me hungrily. “Just give it to me” She demanded.

The head of my cock slipped past her swollen lips and my entire length impaled her. I freed a breast from her dress and bit on her nipple. She held my head and groaned.

She leaned back on the sink to brace herself as I thrust into her again an again. She took one hand and stroked her clit furiously. I was pounding her with all I had. My ass was tensed, my cock was full, thick and engorged, and I was fucking the most beautiful woman I the planet. Her juices ran down my cock and her leg. She kept fingering her clit and exclaimed, “I’m going to cum Victor! Fuck! Yes I’m going to cum all over your cock”

“I’m going to cum too”

“Cum inside me Victor! Breed me! Fill me with your cum”

She started to quiver and I felt her pussy grab my cock. “I’m cumming. Oh God, don’t stop!”

I forcefully thrust up and shot streams of semen into her womb. “Fuuuuuuck!” I grunted.

I was gripping her tight and held on for a few extra moments. My pulse was racing and I was damp with sweat.

“That was amazing, Victor. I always imagined it would be good, but this was incredible “

“I never thought I would ever fuck you. Masturbate to you, yes but actually fuck you? That was never possible.

“Let’s get out of here” she said. “We’ve got an entire weekend to plan.”

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