Very early in our relationship, even before marriage, my husband and I discussed our fantasies. It wasn’t long before we started to put them into action. There were some sex hotline hookups, but more commonly, a trusted friend in a lousy relationship joined us.
I remember the first time… My husband’s best friend came to our apartment late one night, to my surprise.
“You didn’t tell me that we had company tonight. I would have put something more appropriate on.”
“Fuck that, that’s why I didn’t tell you. Damon, don’t look at my wife’s cleavage. If she changes, I am kicking your ass! Babe, deal Damon in this game while I grab us a cold beer. “
“Loser drinks,” Kevin announced to the room, winking at me with a sly grin on his face, and placing the bottle of beer in Damon’s hand.
“What… is… he… up… to? ” I smiled back, a nervous smile, with a curious look. “Pass the trash or keeping your card, Damon? Ace’s are the high card.”
“Hmm, believe I am going to pass this trash on to your husband. He deserves much worse for being an asshole, back in the day.”
“And I am passing his trash over to you, babe. I’m feeling pretty confident that you will be taking this next shot.”
“You don’t have to look so pleased at my expense, babe. Lucky for me; however, this is my last shot. See, bottles are empty. I am going to feel this in the morning! I know better than to finish an entire Rattle Snake kit.”
“Lucky for me,” he replied, “it’s not the morning yet.”
He was up from his chair, walking toward me. Bending down to kiss me, he took my hands in his and led me from the dining room into the adjoining living room.
The room was dark, except for what light came from the television. Where The Boys Aren’t Five had been popped into the VCR, and Racquel Darrian was pounding Christy Canyon’s pussy with a strap-on. Suddenly, my heart was racing; we weren’t going to be alone for this.
Kevin let go of my hands, positioned me so that Damon could see and said in a low but confident tone, “Get on your knees, pull my cock out, and put it into your mouth. Damon wants to see what a little cock-hungry slut you are.”
“Embarrassment, excitement, shyness, wet panties… Shit! Get on your knees and quit thinking about it, dummy, they didn’t ask you how you felt about it. Huh? What did you say, babe?”
“I said, get on your fucking knees and suck this cock.”
“Yes, sir.”
Foreplay was out the window tonight. I dropped to my knees, getting his massive cock out and into my mouth. Holding the back of my head, he pushed his cock to the back of my throat.
“Get that mouth good and wet, just like that sweet little pussy. Look up here at me. I want to see those pretty brown eyes water. You are getting your wish tonight, princess. Me and Damon are going to fuck you until you tap out and quit.
I looked up at him through thick, full, catlike eyelashes, making a mental note to stock up on this mascara, forcing his cock further into my throat, gagging, pulling back down the shaft to lubricate his cock with the spit from my gag. “It’s going to be a long night, guys. I don’t quit anything.”
Looking back up at him, my turn to give orders, “treat me like the dirty little cocksucking slut I am, baby, and I promise it is you two who will be tapping out.”
“Oh my god,” I didn’t see whatever cue was given to Damon, so caught up in my excitement, but it must have happened. My pussy was filled with the force of one thrust. She opened right up and accepted him, all of him.
“You are a fucking dirty slut, aren’t you”!
He was thrusting in and out of my mouth, holding the back of my head, to keep control of me.
“Keep that mouth open slut. You wanted two cocks. You better show me you can take two. ”
“Dude, I think she’s squirting, Damon interjected. Holy shit, Fuck, she’s squirting!”
“Fuck her harder, man. Don’t let up on her. You can come inside of her.”
I was slipping further into a state of unconsciousness, not because Kevin had his hand on my throat but the combination of all the forces at once. It was almost indescribable. Simultaneously, my mouth was full of cum; my ass was penetrated with fingers, cock buried deep in my pussy.
“They got this victory,” I thought, as cum was pumping into my pussy, my ass was being stretched, and I was swallowing a load.
“Fuck me; I’m coming,” I started to scream before passing out.
