Free for all

There’s no consensus. Everyone has their own suggestion.

I hear Monica say to Joey, “Let’s go to the bedroom. I don’t know everyone to see the filthy things you’re about to do to me.”

They start to walk away. Holy fuck. Did my wife really just say that to my friend!? Seeing the size of his cock has set off some animal urge in her. We haven’t fucked in months, and now she can’t wait to ride his massive cock. I can’t fucking believe it.

Fortunately a soft hand on my lower back brings me out of my head, and back to my current situation: I get to fuck my best friend’s ridiculously hot wife. I look over at Rachel, and the look of lust in her blue eyes melt me. Fuuuuck. Forget about my wife trotting off with a massive swinging dick. I have this gorgeous woman clinging to me.

I try to clear my head.

I smile and ask, “Do you have a preference?”

“Hmm,” she thinks, “let’s do it under the stars. There’s a full moon and it’s so nice out. There couldn’t be a better night for it.” Then she glances at her husband who is making out with Phoebe, straddling him in a camping camp. “But let’s go someplace else, I’d prefer not to see that.”

“Sure,” I say, silently thankful that I don’t get to see what Joey’s massive cock does to my wife. It might be too much for me if I heard what she screamed in the intense moments of pleasure with him. “Let’s head down to the lake. It’ll have a clear view of the sky.”

“Good idea,” Rachel says. “Hope you don’t mind if I put my pants back on first.”

She walks to her pants. I grab my boxer briefs and put them back on. I watch as she pulls her jeans back on her long legs. The denim hugs her tight little ass. She turns around, and I watch her zip up, and buckle her belt. She leaves the boots on the ground and walks barefoot to me.

We hold hands as we walk out into the darkness of the woods. Away from the house where my wife is getting fucked by a massive cock. Away from the porch where Ross is peeling off Phoebe’s top and sucking on her perky tits. Leaving the chaos of the night into a world of our own.

A world where I’m about to have sex with my best friend’s wife.

Breaking the silence of the walk, I ask, “Have you done anything like this before?”

“No,” Rachel giggles. “I can’t believe I’m even doing this. But we’ve had a few drinks, and I think it will be fun.”

“It will be fun,” I agree.

“I wouldn’t have done it if you weren’t the one to choose me. You’re the only friend of Ross that I’ve thought about in that way.”

I gasp, losing my breath, “You’ve had dirty thoughts about me before.”

With my eyes adjusting to the darkness and the full moon, I can see Rachel blush, “Yes I have. But I’m a lady and a good wife, which is why you had no clue.”

“You have to tell me! What was the dirty thought?”

“Which one?” Rachel laughs, squeezing my hand. She stops me walking, “If we’re really going to do this, maybe we should get things out in the open and get more comfortable.”

“Sure,” I agree. Shit. I’d agree to almost anything to continue this night and fuck her. “Whatever you want.”

She reaches up behind my neck, and brings me down to a kiss. An oh-so-soft, perfect kiss. A kiss that left me wanting more of those lips.

She whispers, “Let’s have a game of telling dirty secrets.”