Kim lay on her bed, still in that beautiful world of semi-sleep, warm, and as usual in the morning, incredibly horny. Her husband Paul had left early that morning before she was awake, and she still had several hours before she needed to get ready for her job as a librarian.
As she lay there, her mind ran back over the events of two weeks ago when she had fulfilled her husband’s fantasy of being a cuckold husband and seeing her fucked by another man. Only in her case, it had been two men, brothers, and for the first time, she had experienced the feel of two cocks in her at once.
After Kim had fulfilled her husband Paul’s dream of watching her have sex with other men, a germ of an idea was forming in her mind.
‘What’s good for the goose is good for the gander,’ she thought. ‘If he can enjoy watching me, then maybe I can enjoy watching him.’ The more she thought about it, the hornier she got until her gentle pussy stroke turned into a full-blown clit rub.
Her climax was hard and fast, just what she needed first thing in the day, and by the time she left for work, the plan was fully formed. Her good friend Brenda would be perfect. She had a good figure, was vivacious, and downright bloody sexy. She had also been through a recent divorce, lived alone, and was without a man. A quick phone call arranged a meeting. When Brenda arrived at her home, Kim greeted her.
“Hi Bren, come in. I have an idea I want to float by you, but first, have a nice glass of red.”
‘She’s going to need it,’ Kim thought.
The girls chatted about clothes, books, and finally, Kim steered the conversation around to sex.
“I have a confession to make. A few weeks ago I had extramarital sex,” Kim said as she poured more wine.
“Wow, you lucky bitch, do I know him?” Brenda said.
“No, and it wasn’t a ‘him’, there were two of them, and before you ask, Paul not only knew, and joined in, he set the whole thing up,” Kim said.
“Fuck, girl, tell me more! I am so jealous, I only have my dildos, you get two fresh cocks, plus Paul’s. You could at least spare me one,” Brenda chuckled.
“Well now’s your chance. I am loaning you Paul, if you want a good shagging,” Kim said looking straight at her friend.
“You want me to shag your husband! Why?” Brenda asked.
“He wanted to watch me shagging, I want to watch him, only fair,” Kim giggled. “You up for it babe?” she asked.
“A new cock, and I don’t have to wash his socks. Bring it on. Is he okay about fucking me?” Brenda queried.
“He doesn’t know, and I am not going to make it that easy for him. I have an idea I fancy trying,” Kim said.
Kim went on to lay out her plan. She wanted Brenda to seduce Paul by inviting him over for an evening and fucking him. He wouldn’t know Kim was in the house watching them fuck.
Then, the following week, Brenda would be sneaked into Kim’s house and Paul would be tricked into having both women. Over the next hour, and a bottle of wine the two friends fine-tuned their plan.
Paul’s phone rang four times before he pulled it from his pocket, “Hello, Paul Jones,” He answered.
“Hi Paul, Brenda here. I was wondering if I could see you sometime? I was thinking of getting a new car and would appreciate your advice.”
“Sure, Kim and I could come over Thursday evening,” Paul answered. He had always fancied her and the thought of any time in her company was appealing.
“Good see you both then,” Brenda could hardly stop herself laughing as she knew Kim would not be coming, or at least not visible.
“Oh darling, sorry I can’t make Thursday. I thought I told you, I will be away until late at a library conference.” Kim lied. “You don’t need me there anyway, I know nothing about cars.”
As Paul showered prior to his trip to Brenda’s, the thought of fucking her ran almost constantly through his mind, if he got a chance, he knew he would take it. The fact Kim was away for the evening seemed almost too good to be true.
“Hi Paul, so good of you to spare me the time,” Brenda said as she opened the door to him and kissed him, maybe just a little harder than necessary, and held his hand a little longer as well.
Paul sensed he was being sent a signal and taking a chance, lightly patted her backside. Brenda had chosen her blouse with care, plain white and opened a fair way down, so as she moved her cleavage was on show. The next half an hour was spent drinking red wine and examining car brochures neither of them was particularly interested in.
As the wine started to take effect, the laughter got louder, and the innuendos got stronger. Paul was finding it more and more difficult to keep his eyes off Brenda’s cleavage.
“Hells bells, Bren, those puppies under your blouse are driving me crazy. I can’t take my eyes off them’” he blurted out.
Brenda gave a slow smile, eased another button undone and said, “they like to be looked at.”
She smiled at the look on his face, like a rabbit caught in the headlights, he just stared. Then reaching forward he undid the next button.
“No harm in you seeing what you would see if I was wearing a bikini,” Brenda almost whispered and undoing the remaining buttons allowed the blouse to fall open completely. “We both know where this is going, Paul,” she said, and leaning over the table kissed him.
Paul was a lost soul, even if he had wanted to, he couldn’t stop now. Her perfume, warmth, and closeness had overpowered him totally. As Paul returned her kiss, he felt her mouth open to allow his tongue to enter. If there was any shred of uncertainty left in his mind, it was now removed.
‘Like a moth to a flame,’ Brenda thought as their tongues danced the dance of passion that could only lead in one direction. Gently she took his hand and led him to her bedroom.
The signal for Kim to silently enter the house by the back door had already been arranged.
Sitting in her car, hidden in a side street with a view of the house, she saw the lounge light go off and a few seconds later the bedroom one go on. This was her signal to move around the house to the unlocked back door, make her way across the kitchen, tip-toe up the stairs to the spare bedroom immediately across the hall from Brenda’s bedroom and slip inside.
Brenda had taken Paul into her bedroom and ensured the door was left wide open. The fact the landing light was off, and she would insist the bedroom light remained on. This would give Kim, who was dressed completely in black, a perfect view of the bed. Kim found she was excited almost beyond belief at her first voyeuristic experience. It was further heightened by the fact she was spying on her husband.
In total silence, Brenda and Paul removed each other’s clothes and started to kiss and stroke each other.
“Lay back lover and relax,” Brenda whispered to the naked man beside her. “I think that hard cock needs some attention.”
As Kim watched her friend’s mouth close around her husband’s cock, she felt the familiar itch in her own pussy grow. Almost without thinking she found her hand had slipped inside her jeans and under her panties. Paul sighed as the warmth of Brenda’s mouth and then gently sucking, and licking caused the first traces of precum to leak from his blood engorged cock.
Tasting the salty cum that oozed from the tip of the cock in her mouth signalled to Brenda it was time to stop sucking, and take her turn at receiving oral stimulation. As she watched Paul’s glistening cock emerge from her friend’s mouth, Kim had to bite her lip to control her overwhelming desire to cum as her fingers rubbed her own dripping cunt.
“Eat me out lover,” she purred, and lying back, opened her legs wide to give Paul access to her hairy, wet cunt. “Use that tongue to make me cum.”
Paul used both hands to part the moist lips of her pussy and expose her clit. Using the tip of his tongue, he teased it. Brenda’s whole body shivered at his touch, and a gasp of pure lust escaped her lips. Five minutes of sucking and licking brought Brenda to a shattering orgasm.
“Oh fuck Paul, so fucking good, now get that cock up me and make me cum again.”
Paul slid up her prone body, his cock slid into her waiting sex-slit balls deep. As his precum mixed with her cunt juice, he felt his cock being milked by the pulsing pussy muscles, and his own orgasm building.
“Cum lover, fuck me, cum with me together over the top,” Brenda screamed at the sweating, pounding man on top of her as his spunk jetted into her.
Watching this was too much for Kim and was lucky the sound of loud fucking in the other bedroom covered her suppressed groans as a huge climax overtook her.
As the two lovers came down from their joint climax, Paul kissed Brenda, and looked at the clock on the bedside table, “Shit, and look at the time! Kim will be home in an hour. Sorry, Bren to have to fuck and run, but she will cut my balls off if she gets home first.”
Standing in the spare room doorway, Kim could hardly hold back her laughter at the thought of her husband, panicking over his infidelity as she had rubbed off a few feet away. Quietly she slid back into the room and waited.
Ten minutes later she heard the front door open and close as Brenda saw her lover of the premises and watched him drive away.
“He’s gone girl, you can come out now,” Brenda was chuckling as she climbed the stairs.
Kim came out of the spare room and hugged her friend, “that was fucking awesome babe. I loved watching you two get it on, it really got me going.”
Brenda laughed, pointing to the front of Kim’s jeans, “You wet yourself girl, or if I’m not mistaken, that’s dripped cunt juice.”
Kim looked at the wet patch and laughed, “Roll on next week, when you get to fuck him with me in the room watching.”
“More than just watching I hope,” her friend said, kissing her deeply and squeezing her arse. “A lot more, if I have anything to do with it.”
Half an hour later Kim kissed her sleeping husband on the forehead, “Hi honey, sorry I am so late. Did you manage to help Brenda?”
“Well, we looked at brochures on loads of cars, but no decisions,” Paul said, trying to sound sleepy.
Playing along Kim smiled and said, “I guess I am a little tired, sweetheart, so if you don’t mind, I would rather sleep than fool around, but if you really need to, I will.”
Paul breathed a sigh of relief, “That’s fine babe, we have plenty of other nights.”
Kim showered and ten minutes later was snuggled up behind her husband and looking forward to next week’s adventures.
