My wife dominating my friends

We move into the room just as my friends end their proposal for the threesome. Joey and Ross stand with their backs to the door. They’re so intent on my wife’s answer that they don’t notice us entering. Phoebe puts a finger to her lips, and pushes us against the wall.

My wife sits on the bed with her back to the headboard. She’s wearing an over-large t-shirt, and has the blanket pulled up to her waist. She says, “If Chandler is okay with it, I’m down. I’m so horny tonight. Let’s do it.”

She tosses the blanket to the side, and exposes her bare smooth legs, freshly shaved for the night. She turns to dangle her legs off the bed, and faces my eager friends. The move scrunches the shirt up her thighs revealing the blue fabric of her underwear between her legs.

Monica sees my friends staring at her legs and panties. She loves the attention and parts her thick thighs, teasing them with a better view of her undies. She rubs her hand on the inside of her pale thigh, then rubs in between her legs, indenting the fabric. “I hope you guys have a lot of energy. I haven’t felt like this in years. I need it bad tonight.”

Hypnotized by my wife’s sexy legs, my friends don’t respond. Joey stares smirking. Ross unconsciously licks his lips. Monica snaps and directs them, “Come on. Don’t be shy.”

Joey steps forward to the bed. He combs in fingers into my wife’s thick brown hair, and palms the back of her head. She tilts her face up to him, and waits to meet his lips. He bends and they kiss intently—no getting to know each other: all open mouth and tongue. Monica’s face disappears behind his shaggy beard.

Ross takes the time to strip. His peels his shirt over his head, revealing a ripped pale torso. Phoebe gives a hum of approval at the sight, and I elbow her to shut her up. Next Ross lowers his pants. He has equally as muscled legs. His hair is so light colored, they almost look smooth. He wears tight underwear that hugs the bulge of a cock.

Monica breaks the kiss with Joey and looks at Ross. She gasps, “Holy shit you’re in good shape.”

He shrugs, “Thanks.”

“Are you as good at eating pussy at Rachel says,” Monica asks.

Ross shrugs again, “Yeah.”

“Prove it,” Monica says, and pushes back up onto the bed. She pushes her panties off her legs, then peels her shirt off. Completely naked, she lays back on the bed with her knees bend and legs spread.

Joey groans, “Fuck me, those are nice tits.” He immediately cups and squeezes one. He pinches my wife’s nipple between his fingers.

She moans, “Yesss. I love my tits played with.”

Joey lowers his bearded face to my wife, and starts sucking on her big tits. Ross crawls onto the bed, and kisses up my wife’s thighs. Her pussy is perfectly smooth. She really prepared for tonight. She was horny and ready for wild sex. She sighs in pleasure, “Hmm yeah suck in deep,” then taps on Ross’s head, “Less teasing more licking.”

She moans loudly as Ross’s tongue glides through her slit. “Yesssss. Mmmm.” Her breathing and sighs fill the room as I watch my best friend eat out my wife. From her moans, I can tell Ross is living up to his wife’s story.

Breathing heavily Monica pulls Joey’s hair and yanks him up from her glistening tits. She pants, “Where’s your dick? I want a dick in my mouth.”

Almost surprised at the boldness, Joey fumbles unbuttoning his pants. Once he gets them undone, he pushes his pants and boxers down with one motion. His flaccid penis rests on a set of big meaty testicles. How is he not hard yet from sucking on my wife’s amazing tits?

Monica reaches behind him, grips his fat hairy ass, and pulls him to her. Her mouth swallows his entire cock. She sucks it, and pulls her lips back. She loosens her lips, engulfs him again, and repeats the process. Joey groans, “Oh yeah. Make it grow baby.”

She makes it grow. Longer and longer with each hard vacuum of her mouth. Soon she can no longer suck the whole thing. Then she can barely suck half his cock. How the fuck did it get so big!? That thing must take a liter of blood to fill. I guess he wasn’t lying when he bragged about his big dick all these years.

Monica replaces her mouth with her hand, and strokes as she tries to regain her breath. But she has difficulty regaining her breath with all the pleasure that Ross is giving her. His tongue swirls her clit, and he plunges two fingers in and out of her. I can hear the wet thrust of his fingers.

Moaning and close to orgasm, my wife commands, “Put another finger in.”

Ross obeys, and pushes a third finger inside my wife’s pussy. It doesn’t take long for my wife to orgasm. She clenches Joey’s big cock in one hand, and the bed sheet with the other. She moans, “Oh god, oh god.”

Ross sits up looking pleased with himself. His chin drips with my wife’s arousal. He asks, “Did you like that?”

When Monica finally opens her eyes, she answers, “Rachel did not lie. You really do have a magical tongue and fingers. Now get over her so I can thank you with my mouth.” She gets up on her hands and knees. She tells Joey, “Get behind me, and give me that big dick.”

Joey grins, “Who knew you were such a slut. I love it!”

Ross gets off the bed, and Joey gets onto the bed. He still wears a shirt, and his bulging hairy belly peaks out beneath it—a pornographic Winnie the Poo. His erection stands out long hard curved, staying parallel with his gut. He waddles behind my wife. He smacks her fat pale ass. He growls, “You have the sexiest fucking ass.”

Monica looks back over her freckled shoulder, “Don’t get any ideas. That hole is only for my husband.”

My friends’ jaws drop. Joey asks, “You do anal!?”

Monica smiles knowing she surprised the men. “We have. But it’s been a while. I haven’t had good sex in a while.”

Phoebe elbows me in the side like that is my fault. I elbow her back.

Joey slaps my wife’s ass again. “We’ll make up where Chandler has failed.”

Monica shuts him down, “Chandler hasn’t failed. It’s just taken my body a while to recover from childbirth. He’s very understanding. He would be getting this treatment tonight, if you all didn’t make this crazy deal.” She turns her head back to Ross. “Now pull down those pants marathon man, and show me what you’re packing.”

Ross’s cock uncoils when he lowers his tight underwear. Its long pale length dangles down far past his balls.

Monica gasps, “Damn. Let that snake breathe! You shouldn’t wear things that tight. You’ll suffocate it!”

Ross smiles, and lifts his cock up to my mouth’s waiting open mouth. She delicately wraps her lips around it. She looks up at him as she sucks down his length. After a few sucks, she takes it out of her mouth, and holds it, “You both have really big cocks.”

“Mine’s bigger,” Joey says, looking at Ross’s dick.

“But do you know how to use it,” Monica asks. “You haven’t even put it in me yet.”

In response to the taunt, Joey guides his large cock to my wife’s waiting pussy and thrust in. I don’t know who says “Fuck” louder. My wife or my friend.

“You’re so fucking wet!”

“You’re so fucking big!”

Ross stops more talk from my wife by forcing his dick back into her mouth. She moans and sucks him, while Joey fucks her from behind.

Joey’s moans and praise fill the room.

“Oh fuck bitch. You like it deep. Oh fuck this ass is incredible. Holy fuck you’re wet. Oh god your pussy feels so good.”

Monica stops sucking Ross long enough to say, “Fuck me harder.”

Joey feels insulted. No one has ever said that to him before. Usually girls are begging for mercy because of the sheer size of him. They can barely take it. And now my wife is commanding for more. Commanding to be fucked hard. Joey gives it all he’s got. No one is going to make him feel small. He grabs both sides of her wide hips for leverage. He pulls out the long length of his cock, and slams it back into her. He doesn’t give her time to recover. He pulls out and slams her again. And again. And again.

Joey’s breathing is louder than my wife’s moans. Sweats rolls down his face. He pounds in a final time and groans. He collapses onto my wife’s back. Ross pushes him off, and he rolls onto the bed. His large cock throbs as he rests against his hairy belly button.

Monica looks over at my exhausted friend. She says, “That was nice while it lasted.”

Ross laughs, “That was like 30 seconds dude.”

Joey tries to speak, but can’t. He’s breathing too hard. He can only lift his middle finger in a response, and then lays back to recover.

Monica sits up, “I guess my pussy was too good.” She pets Joey large cock like it was a good dog. She looks back to Ross, “I hope you can do better. What position do you want?”

“I’ll be on top. I wanna see those big titties bounce,” Ross says. He pushes Joey to the side to give my wife room to lay down on her back. He’s a dying beached whale as Ross takes control.

Monica lays back and spreads her legs out wide. Ross straddles up to her, and lays his cock down on her abdomen. It’s reaches above her belly button. Fuck. How do my friends have such big cocks!? My wife smiles in anticipation.

Ross guides his cock inside her. She moans and they start fucking missionary. They kiss slowly and deeping as his long cock plunges into and out of her wet pussy. His length glistens with her juices. My best friend intimately fucks my wife as I stand and watch.

Joey groans and turns to his side. I notice that his cock has already shrunk considerably. He sees me and his wife standing in the corner watching. Phoebe puts her finger to her lips and gives a threatening look. Joey keeps his mouth shut, and turns back to watch Monica and Ross.

Ross straightens up. His toned muscles glisten with sweat. He grabs my wife’s thick legs and lifts them up to his shoulders. He pushes his long cock even further inside her.

She moans, “Oh fuck Ross. You’re so deep!”

Ross slowly thrusts in and out. “Oh yeah?” He asks.

“Yessss. No one has ever been this deep,” she locks eyes with him, and requests, “Pound me. Pound me like a little slut wife.”

Ross’s lips peel back in a sneer. He’s excited at the pain and pleasure he’s about to inflict. He sets himself, then proceeds to pound my wife’s pussy into oblivion.

Monica screams loudly as he drives in and out of her. He has to be smashing into her crevix, but she is loving it. Every muscle on Ross’s body is flexed, especially his abs and ass. He’s putting so much power behind every thrust. Even the smack of his hips agains her ass and thighs sound painful.

Monica keeps crying for more. Keeps begging for it to be harder. It just keeps going! Ross growls in effort, thrusting harder than ever!

He pounds in with one last mighty thrust. He groans and lifts his hands to his hair. He pulls at his short cropped hair as he orgasms. He closes his eyes before sweat drips into them.

He leans back until he falls against the bed. His cock audible smacks against his stomach. My friends have exhausted themselves fucking my wife. Two fallen soldiers on the battlefield.

Monica sits up smiling, she pats Ross, “That was nice.” Then she looks at Joey, and asks, “Are you ready for round two?”

Joey groans, “Are you crazy? I haven’t even caught my breath from round one.”

Disappointment sweeps across my wife’s face, she looks to Ross. “You’re still hard? Roll over! I’ll ride you.”

Ross rolls onto his back, almost unwillingly. My wife straddles him. She reaches back and grabs his cock. She guides it into her pussy and sits down on it. She rides him. Ross lays with his eyes closed, still catching his breath, almost uninterested that my wife is riding him. She grabs his hand and places her on her breast. “Play with my tits,” she commands.

It’s the most half-hearted tit squeeze I’ve ever seen. Monica works her hips, trying to fit the right angle and the right rhythm, but it’s not working. Eventually Ross’s dick flops out. It’s no longer erect.

Monica mutters, “FUCK!,” clearly frustrated that two men can’t completely satisfy her. She looks around the room, searching for anything that can satisfy her need.

Her eyes land on me and Phoebe.

Her brunette hair is wild from the sex. Her brown eyes are still filled with lust and wanting as they connect with mine. She smiles, and says, “Now it’s your turn. Can you satisfy me? I’m still so horny after both these big cocks.”

Then she looks at Phoebe, “Or maybe I need a woman’s touch.”