Holly and her husband Mark buy half a cow every year. If you are confused by that, here is an explanation: a farmer will sell a cow to customers. This means when the time comes for a cow to be slaughtered, the farmer has already sold the meat; the cow is processed into hundreds of steaks and ground beef and soup bones and such, and each of these beef items is individually wrapped and immediately placed in a freezer.
The sheer amount of beef from one cow is amazing if you have never seen it, easily filling two chest freezers with even more beef cuts and burger packages to fill half of a third chest freezer.
So because of the sheer amount of beef from one cow, Mark and his buddy JD split the cost of a cow and also split the beef into a more manageable amount for each family.
Usually it is Mark and JD who go for the long one-hour drive up north to collect the beef in JD’s pickup truck, but this year Mark had a prior commitment on the same day the beef was ready.
“Holly dear, would you mind going with JD to pick up the beef next week?” asked Mark as he stood taking the dinner dishes to the sink as Holly sipped her wine.
She nodded and then said, “Sure, I can do that.” And then a thought crossed her mind, remembering how flirty JD always was with her and a little grabby when Mark wasn’t around. Holly never mentioned the grabby part to Mark, but Mark was aware of the good-natured flirting.
“You know that is a long drive, right?” she said, looking at Mark as he started washing the evening dishes. Mark laughed and said, “Yeah, and your point is?” Holly took a sip of wine and then said, “Well, you know he is kind of flirty, right?” Mark kept washing dishes and looked at Holly briefly as he said, “I know, honey, and I trust you both; in fact, I have an idea that might be fun.”
Now intrigued, Holly was sitting up a little more in her chair. “An idea, you say, and what is your idea then?” Mark took a moment to ponder his words, “Holly, what if you flirted back, like while you two are driving there and back? It’s a long drive, and what if you flirted back with him?” Holly was now fully paying attention.
Mark went on “So the joke would be to get him really turned on and then say no to him.” Mark put the dish he was washing down and turned to Holly. “Yeah, sort of teasing him; I see how he looks at you, and it always makes me proud to be your husband, so what if you teased him and then left him blue-balled?” Mark laughed at his own words.
Holly also laughed; it was actually kind of funny, an adult sort of way for two best friends to poke fun at each other, a sort of pissing contest that Mark would win. Holly liked it, plus she liked the idea of teasing JD; it would serve him right for all the groping and ass grabbing he had done to her over the years she had been married to Mark.
“OK honey, so what are the ground rules or limitations? I want to have fun with this, but I don’t want to cause any problems between you and me.” Holly took another sip of wine and looked towards Mark for guidance.
“How about you get a little hands-on while he is driving, run a hand up his leg or something, and be sure to wear one of those short denim skirts I got you, and maybe give him a little show while he drives, you know, open your legs and let him try to not crash his truck trying to check you out!” They both laughed at that, imagining the dilemma they were about to put their friend into.
Holly started picturing it in her mind; it was a very fun idea, she would never cheat on Mark, of course, but it turned her on to think about touching JD and getting him all turned on.
In fact, later that night, when Mark had gone to sleep, Holly lay there in bed next to him, still thinking about it, and her hand slid below the sheet. As her husband slept beside her, she played quietly with her soaking wet pussy; she imagined getting JD so excited, imagined his cock pressing hard against his jeans as she teased him. Running her hands over the straining bulge in his jeans, playfully exposing herself to him as he drove, soon Holly was cumming, her small body shaking as she did, feeling a wave of naughtiness wash over her.
Holly picked out a very short jean skirt, then decided it was too short and selected another jean skirt less short. Mark was getting ready to leave and came in the bedroom to say goodbye. He looked at what she was wearing and smiled, then saw the shorter skirt on the bed and picked it up, handing it to Holly, saying, “Here, baby, wear this one; it’s way more sexy.” She took it and, with a concerned look, said, “You don’t think it’s too short?” Mark smiled, “Baby, it is perfect for this situation; wear it. I have to get going.” Giving her a passionate kiss, “See you tonight, my little temptress.” He said with a wink, and he was gone.
Holly put on a pair of impossibly tiny, bright red G-string panties, thinking if that didn’t get his attention, she didn’t know what would. She put back on the extremely short denim skirt and a very tight white t-shirt, no bra, her nipples clearly visible under the tight cotton shirt.
Holly looked at herself in the large bedroom mirror; her small body filled the outfit perfectly, the curve of her ass showing just below the hem of the skirt. Her nipples were already hard and very visible under the thin cotton of her shirt.
She got her purse and sat for a moment waiting for JD to pull into her driveway. Oh, she was going to have some fun, revenge for all those times he had made her soaking wet and left her unable to tell her husband about it. Yes, she was going to give JD the worst case of blue balls the world had ever seen.
JD was at least 6 inches taller than Mark and much stronger in appearance, a total country boy type, his big white pickup pulling into her driveway in a cloud of dust and exhaust.
“Hey beautiful, where is Mark?” he asked from inside his truck as Holly made her way to his passenger side door. “Mark isn’t coming; it’s going to be just you and me for the drive and meat pick up.” JD grinned a naughty grin as Holly climbed up into the cab for his pickup. Sliding in, she adjusted herself to immediately show off her tiny panties.
JD sort of pretended not to look but clearly took in an eyeful. Holly exaggerated her leg movement to further show off her outfit.
The ride to the farm was filled with meat jokes, with JD asking how much meat Holly liked to eat, and Holly telling him how much she craved putting meat in her mouth, and so on, the banter decidedly sexual. As they drove, Holly kept moving around in the seat, exposing her tiny red panties that just barely covered her pussy lips; she even ran her hands up and down her own legs and casually caressed her own hard nipples.
She noticed JD was developing a bit of a bulge in his pants as they drove, and she even openly stared at it, licking her lips and rubbing her legs together as she did.
After they had loaded the many paper bags of frozen beef into the back of his truck, they got back in and drove off, finding the highway soon after.
Now it was time for Holly to play hardball, or rather, hard blue ball! She giggled to herself.
She leaned over to JD, with her left arm around his headrest and her right hand on his leg. Then leaning in close to his ear, Holly whispered, “So tell me, how big is your meat, JD?” as her right hand moved slowly up his right leg. JD cleared his throat. “Holly, you are married to my best friend; you shouldn’t do this.” Holly moved her hand further up his leg, whispering in his ear, “Don’t you want to show me your big, hard cock, JD?”
“Did Mark put you up to this?” almost like the two friends knew each other well enough to guess each other’s pranks. Holly, not missing a beat, seductively purred, “Mark has no idea what I am doing, and he won’t be home until very, very late.” She moved her hand up further until she felt the head of JD’s cock under his pants. Her fingers tracing its shape and causing it to move, to grow, and to throb.
After a silent moment of Holly caressing JD’s engorged cock head, she moved her hand to his right hand on the gear shift. “You are on the highway, silly; you don’t need to shift. Why don’t you put that hand to work somewhere else?” said Holly as she moved his right hand to place it between her legs, then returning her own hand to his cock.
JD didn’t need more suggestions; he quickly pulled aside Holly’s soaked panties and started rubbing her slippery clit. JD had always wanted to play with Holly’s snatch; this was amazing.
Holly caught her breath; she didn’t realize how good JD was with his fingers, and she suddenly felt a rush of desire flood through her spine. Oh God, maybe putting his hand between her legs wasn’t well thought out.
Holly shrugged it off; she had to continue with the plan; she had to give this bastard the bluest balls ever.
She started to unzip JD’s pants, and as she did, JD took his hand off the wheel for a moment to pull his belt loose, eager to free his trapped cock. Putting his hand back on the steering wheel, Holly pulled out his cock; she almost laughed; it wasn’t nearly as big as she had thought or maybe hoped, but it was still a good size and was rock hard.
As JD fingered her soaking cunt, she leaned down into his lap, but instead of just sucking his cock as he surely expected, she just held his shaft and gently licked the precum from his cock head; she kissed it, licked it, and allowed only the tip into her mouth, teasing it. Holly enjoying the amazing finger fucking she was getting, it was difficult for her to not just start deep throating his cock, difficult to not lose control.
As he drove, the two teased each other, and this continued on until, reluctantly, JD had to withdraw his hand from between Holly’s legs so he could shift his old manual transmission truck, this being one of the only times he wished he had an automatic.
They were nearly to Holly and Mark’s house, Holly still head down and teasing his cock. Holly anticipated the stop in her driveway and slipped her head up and away before JD could grab ahold of it and press her mouth down. Holly was quick, and the break in fingering had allowed her to clear her head somewhat.
She hopped out of his truck and said, “Come on, slowpoke, we don’t want this beef to melt!” as she grabbed the first bag of beef from the back of JD’s pickup. And she started for the door. Mark was indeed not home, as she had promised JD; at this point, Holly wasn’t sure if that was a blessing or a curse.
JD grabbed a few bags in his strong arms and followed her in after securing his cock back in his pants. As he walked quickly behind Holly towards the house.
Soon they were both inside, and as the chest freezers were down in the basement, they went down the stairs, Holly opening the first freezer and looking down into it, bending over it to see inside its huge area, forgetting for a moment about the shortness of her skirt.
She heard a thump of frozen beef hit the cement basement floor and then the sound of pants and a belt hitting the floor; she started to turn around to see what was going on and hopefully prevent it, but it was too late to even turn; one strong hand had looped and gathered Holly’s long brown hair in a strong grip, and the other hand had started pulling her ridiculously soaked panties off of her and down.
She might have tried to protest this, but as soon as she felt his cock touch her wet pussy, she knew she couldn’t say no, and then his cock slid inside her. Oh my God, it felt good; it felt wrong, and it felt naughty. Holly felt herself push back against his cock. The blue ball’s plan was coming apart, and Holly was cumming!
His cock had been inside her for all of 30 seconds, and she was already cumming. Not from his greatness but mostly because an hour of foreplay had done its job and the idea that she was taking her husband’s best friend’s cock, bent over a chest freezer in her husband’s home.
JD held Holly’s hips now, and after a few more hard thrusts, he turned her around to face him, his cock sliding out as he lifted her around like a doll. He then lifted her, looking deep into her eyes as he held her up and lowered Holly onto his very hard cock; he then, using his strong arms, continued to fuck her, lifting and lowering Holly up and down on his cock. Holly had never been lifted like this. JD’s tremendously strong arms had no problem with it.
Looking into her eyes as he did so, deeply, years of flirting and ass grabbing now finally brought to the crescendo of desire, Holly couldn’t break the moment; she couldn’t look away; she felt his years and years of desire, and he felt her secret need for just this moment.
JD then carried her over to the stairway and leaned Holly so she was sitting on the stairs; then again he picked her up and turned her around so she was on her hands and feet on a lower stair, Holly’s ass pointed almost straight up as JD grabbed her again and this time entered her from behind, getting as deep as he could into her small, tight, smooth pussy.
Bracing herself on the stairs, she finally found words: “Fuck me, JD, fuck the shit out of me! Do me hard!” The words came from her mouth, but she wasn’t expecting them. What had come over her? Or as she would find out soon, cum into her.
JD did as Holly had asked and started fucking her with the speed and power of a jackhammer, over and over until Holly was just moaning and lost in her own world of pleasure, and then JD came; he held on to her hips and delivered what felt like a load of cum that had been waiting for years to erupt from him into Holly specifically.
Afterwards, they got dressed and continued bringing in Mark’s half of the beef, chatting casually, then, as if nothing had happened, JD was gone.
No more than 20 minutes later, Mark arrived home. A grin on his face, he came inside and kissed Holly passionately. “So tell me, baby, how did the flirting go with JD?” Holly looked at Mark, trying to determine if he knew, and her instinct told her that Mark had no idea how far it had gone.
Holly wrapped her arms around Mark and pressed in close. “Oh honey, it didn’t go well; he didn’t respond at all.” She lied, and to that, Mark responded, “What, with you looking this hot! JD is crazy!” and then “But I am not crazy.” He said as Holly felt her husband’s cock start to rise as she held him close.
A moment later they were in bed, clothing stripped off as they moved across the house to the bedroom. Holly pushed Mark down on the bed; she climbed up onto him, and then, for some reason she couldn’t explain, maybe the risk of it, she climbed further up and mounted her husband’s face, her twat still full of JD’s cum; she started grinding down on Mark’s face; she put her hands down on the bed above his head and just drove her pussy into his face, back and forth, and soon she was cumming on her husband’s face.
After she finished, Mark slid out from under her and got behind Holly, planting his cock into her from behind. Softly and kindly, he rocked in and out, slowly fucking Holly in a compassionate and loving way, much different from the way JD had claimed her less than an hour before.
If Mark noticed his best friend’s cum dripping onto his face as he ate Holly’s pussy, he never mentioned it to her. Mark was absolutely incredibly trusting of Holly.
Holly knew as Mark slowly fucked her from behind that things were going to be different, but they were also going to be fun as long as JD’s wife and her husband never found out.
