[MFM] Friends wife….

In high school, getting laid was always my priority. This changed little as I attended college and entered adulthood. By the time I was a young adult I had a well defined sexuality and experience, so I thought. My best friend was more of a one girl type, but we had all grown close. Through college we had talked about swapping girlfriends, but one person didn’t want to make the swap.

We participated in some same room. Basically me railing whoever I was with and them watching while slow humping. Watching them finish was always fun though. She was always fine with me, and I always wanted her. The issues were always from the partners. Either he didn’t want the one I was with, or they wouldn’t fuck him. This always surprised me, his dick was bigger than mine, and he wasn’t bad looking. He and I are both ass men, and all of my past partners had a great ass, and usually a great set of tits as well. Why we hadn’t swapped was a mystery.

[MMF] Friends wife…

Once I was fully erect she rubbed her thumb around the head, smearing my lubrication around. She was staring at me with eyes that creamed for me to fuck her. I had always fantasized about doing so. Usually wanking off to a fantasy where John falls asleep, and she comes out to me. She gave it a few amazing strokes. She was a goddess at that moment.

The movie ended, and she asked John to go to the bedroom with her. I was excited for him. He was going to fuck. As I sat there I turned on some MMA replays. I felt like one fight, and they would be done/asleep. I would wank off like usual, and all would be well.

John emerged from the hall, and walked to a chair directly across from the couch. Their Livingroom was a large, L shaped couch, a chair in the opposite corner, all facing a big TV. John had a smile on his face. I could see he was semi-hard. As he sat, he raised his eyebrows at me, and smiled. “We have talked about this in depth. Our friendship is in no way in danger. We both want this. It is OK”