Something that requires lot of lube

In answer to Phoebe’s question, I squeeze her ass with both hands. I slip a finger between her cheeks, and press her asshole like it’s a doorbell.

She laughs, “Oh you’re a naughty man. It was so easy to guess you’d want to fuck my ass.”

Still massaging her ass, I say, “It’s a great ass, and Joey talks about how much you love anal.”

She purrs, “That I do. But with your dick, we are going to need a lot of lube. Do you have any in here?”

I respond, “I have condoms, but I didn’t bring any lube.”

She kisses my neck, and says, “I have some in my bag. You should go grab it before we get started.”

I don’t want to stop feeling her up. I consider just forgetting about anal, and just fucking her right now. Her body is so sexy, and she is so eager to go. Her smooth pussy looks incredible. But then I remember every time she has teased me by bending over in front of me. She especially liked pants that became partially see-thru when she bent over. She would bend over and pick something up off the ground, and then ask me what color her panties were.

I wasn’t going to get another opportunity to fuck her fine ass. I have to take it. I say, “I’ll be right back.”

I leave out the door still totally naked. My erection leads the way to her bedroom. The door is closed and I hear moaning. I partly open the door and look in.

It is dark. The moans and grunts come from the bed. Joey is on top fucking someone. Their lower halves are covered with a blanket. I glance around the room, and find Phoebe’s bag by the closet. I tip-toe over there, hoping I am not noticed.

The bag is open, and Phoebe’s clothes lay unorganized inside. I dig through them, and don’t come across the lube. Then I look at the other side of the luggage at see sex toys pushing against a netting. I unzip it and push aside a big dildo and small vibrator. Finally I find a good sized bottle of lubricant.

I grab it and turn to leave the room, when I hear my wife’s distinctive voice say, “Oh fuck Joey. Oh my god.”

He grunts, “Yeah. You like that.”

She moans as he thrust in deep, the blanket sliding off his back. I see her thick pale thighs spread wide. “Oh fuck! You’re so big. Mmm.”

“Bigger than your husband?” He asks.

“Much bigger,” she replies. She screams out as he drives it in deep. “Oh my god. Oh fuck. We need to switch positions before you destroy my cervix.”

I watch as he pulls his long hammer of a cock out of my wife. He’s not wearing a condom. Monica turns over onto her stomach, her thick ass cheeks in the air. Joey wastes no time, and loudly smacks her ass. She cries out. He grabs each ass cheek and spreads them wide, so he can watch his large cock penetrate my wife’s pussy from the back.

Monica moans loudly, “Oh yes, that’s the spot. Fuck me hard big boy.”

I finally leave the room, as I listen to the sound of his hips rhythmically smacking her ass cheeks as he fucks her. She’s enjoying herself, so I need to go enjoy myself.

I get back to my room, and close the door. Phoebe is on the bed with her legs spread. Two fingers of her left hand rub the top of her small pussy. She looks at me seductively and bites her lip. She says, “Sorry I got started without you. Who chose Joey?”

I respond, “Currently he’s balls deep in my wife.”

She slips the two fingers inside of her and sighs, “Oh that’s really deep, especially with his cock. I was going to asked if it turned you on seeing your wife get fucked my another man, but I can see it did.”

I look down at my cock. It no longer flops when I walk. It is pure granite, standing tall. You could hang a beach towel on it, and it wouldn’t move. I am throbbing to fuck.

I tell Phoebe, “Get your sexy ass over here.”

She purrs again, and crawls over me to, “You remembered I get turned on when a guy takes control.”