Ross gets to fuck my wife

The shower turns off and our two wives come out of the bathroom. Rachel dries her dripping body with a towel. Monica stands with her hands on her wide hips.

Monica says, “We decided that the best course of action would for me to fuck Ross while you and Rachel watch. Since you two had some fun last night, we get to do it in front of you.”

Ross stands up, “Holy fuck. I don’t know I how got so lucky, but get that thick ass over here.”

Monica smirks at me, and struts over to Ross. Her big tits sway as she walks. She presses up against Ross and tilts her head up to him. He brings his face down for a kiss. And my wife puts her hands behind his neck and pulls him down into a deep kiss. Her mouth is open and her tongues lashes across the gap.

As they make out, Ross rubs his hands down my wife’s back until they’re cupping her thick white ass cheeks. He squeezes and massages her ass, before giving it a little smack.

Monica breaks the kiss and says, “Harder.”

Ross gives her ass a louder smack. Monica moans a little and presses into him. She says, “Harder. I like it rough.”

Ross says, “Oh fuck yeah! You came to the right man. Rachel doesn’t like it rough but I love it.” He raises his hand back to spank her ass. “Are you sure?”

Monica glances at me, and then back to Ross. She says, “Yes. Fuck me like a dirty whore and you’re trying to get your money’s worth.”

Ross blinks, “Oh my god! How did Chandler get such a sexy wife!?”

He brings his hand down hard. The smack reverberates through the living room. Monica’s knees bend and she falls into Ross. She catches herself on his torso. A bright red handprint shines on her pale ass.

She moans, “This is going to be fun. And your body is rock hard. Do you have a six pack? Take off your shirt.”

Ross lifts his shirt off over his head. My wife immediately starts rubbing her hands over his muscled abdomen. She praises him, “You have a sexy body.” She moves her mouth to his body, and kisses his chest. Her tongue pokes out and she licks down to his abs. He does have a six pack. Her soft lips suck on each muscle.

Ross gives my wife’s other ass cheek a loud slap to give her an identical red handprint. Then he roughly squeezes her flesh feeling her soft fat ass between his fingers.

Monica moans and steps back. She says, “You’ve seen me fully naked. Now it’s my turn to see you. Take off those pants.”

Ross smirks, “Tell me what you really want to see.”

“I want to see your cock again. I barely got a glimpse out at the fire,” Monica says. “Show it to me before you shove it down my throat.”

“Holy fuck!” Ross roars. “You hide this dirty side of you so well.” He pushes down his pants and underwear at the same time. There’s so much motion that his long cock swings as he stands up. It’s as pale as his body. Damn, he’s bigger than me soft than when I’m hard. I can’t imagine what it’s going to look like erect.

Monica kneels down in front of him. She grabs it with one hand then with her second. His snake of a cock’s white pinkish head still pokes out from both her hands. She looks at it then bites her lower lip. She looks up at Ross, and says, “You have the prettiest big cock I’ve ever seen. Now hold my hair back so our spouses can watch me suck it.”

Ross combs his hands into my wife’s thick brunette hair and pulls it back from her face. Monica tongue pokes out from her soft lips, and swirls around his exposed cock head. He moans and flexes as he watches. “Mmm this is the best way to get over a hangover.”

She drops his cock and lets it dangle. She bends down and opens her mouth. Her lips close around his cock, and she starts sucking. Up and down. Her lips reaching halfway down his shaft. I watch as he hardens in my wife’s mouth. When she takes her mouth off him, his cock is sticking straight out from his body.

Ross grabs my wife’s face and tilts her head up. She opens her mouth, and he slaps his cock forcefully down onto her tongue. He growls, “Yeah, bitch. You ready to gag on this big cock? Loosen your throat. I’m going to shove it in there.”

Monica nods, her mouth wide open and her brown eyes looking obediently up at him. Ross grips my wife’s hair, and slowly thrust his long cock into her mouth. It stops a little past the halfway point. My wife gags. He keeps thrusting. His ass tenses with the pressures. Monica gags, ****. Then Ross breaks her barrier, and his cock snakes fully into my wife’s throat.

Ross presses on the back of her head, groaning. “Mmm fuck, bitch. Fucking sword swallower.”

My wife’s face is pressed to his abs, her lips smushed against his pubic hair and balls. Tears stream down her face. Ross pulls her face off his cock, and Monica let’s out a cry. She coughs trying to regain her breath.

Ross grabs her face and kisses her tears away. Then he violently kisses her mouth. He pulls away, and slaps her cheek with his fully hard cock. It’s the same length as before but now totally rigid, its veins pulsing. After the slap, my wife opens up her mouth.

Ross says, “Now that’s a good little slut,” before ramming his cock into her mouth again. This time he doesn’t care about my wife deepthroating his entire cock. He straight up fucks my wife’s pretty mouth. His hips thrusts his cock in and out of my wife’s soft lips.

He moans, “You look so pretty with your lips around my cock. Better than I ever imagine.” Then he looks over to me. “I’ve imagined your wife blowing me so often. How her long hair would feel tickling my balls. How’s it look on your end?”

I don’t respond right away. My heart is pounding so hard from this sight. Rachel wraps an arm around my shoulder then reaches down and grips my rock hard erection through my shorts. She answers, “It’s fair to say: he thinks it looks hot. But enough foreplay, we want to see you fuck her hard.”

Ross pulls his cock from Monica’s mouth. He asks, “What do you say? Do you want me to fuck you?”

Looking up, she begs, “Pleeease. Fuck me so hard. I want you to pound my wet pussy. Just tell me what position you want me.”

“Go bend over the arm of the couch,” Ross says. He watches my wife stand up and bend over the couch, presenting her thick ass and wet pussy to him. His long cock glistens with my wife’s saliva. It bounces as he walks behind my wife.

He growls, “This fucking ass.” He slaps it so hard Monica cries out. He massages it. “I bet you can take such a pounding.”

She looks back over her shoulder, “I can. Give it to me. I want it so bad.”

He claps her ass again, and spreads out her cheeks. He looks at her asshole, and her pink pussy between her lips. He licks his lips, and says, “Not yet.”

He gets down on his knees and buried his head between my wife’s spread cheeks. I hear as his tongue laps her wet pussy.

Monica closes her eyes and moans in pleasure, “Holy fuck Ross! Your tongue is amazing!” She opens her eyes and looks directly at me. “Oh yeah. Eat my little pussy. Ooooooo make sure I’m good at wet before you pound me with that biiiiig cock. Ahhhh oh fuck. Fuck. Holy shit.”

She closes her eyes and orgasms as Ross eats her out. She’s breathing so heavy. Her eyes open again and she squeals, “Oh Ross you just made me come. Please give me that cock. I want to feel you in me. I want you to dominate me like the dirty slut I am.”

Ross stands up. He smiles at me, “Oh my god. Your wife is so fucking slutty. I love it.” He smacks her ass again, and then lines up his cock. He eases his cock slowly into her. Making us watch his shaft slowly disappear inside her.

Monica moans, “Yes. Deeper. Oh you’re fucking teasing me! Push it all the way in! I want to feel how big your cock is!”

He pushes it in all the way to his pubic bone. Monica’s mouth opens wide in surprise. She sighs, “Ohmygod! You’re sooooo fucking deep.”

Ross grabs both of her hips, and tries to thrust in deeper. He growls, “Yeah you like this big cock.”

“Yessss,” Monica says looking at me, her mouth still open wide in shock. “Fuck me hard.”

He pulls his rigid white snake out and then rams it back in. My wife’s big tits jiggle with the impact, and she yells out “FUCK!!!!”

Ross doesn’t stop. He proceeds to rail my wife. Every long thrust driving deep inside her. My wife’s face a mask of pain and pleasure. As he fucks her, he grabs a handful of her thick hair and pulls her head back.

He growls, “Yeah you like this big cock you little slut. You like that I’m touching you places your husband can’t? Mmmm your so fucking wet!”

His hips clap against her soft ass. Monica moans, “Yes pound my little pussy. Feel my big ass that you could only dream of.”

Ross increases the pace of his fucking. His cock quickly slides in and out of my wife’s dripping pussy. He groans, “Oh fuck.” He pulls out, and grabs my wife’s hips. He pulls her off the couch, every muscle in his body flexing, and tossing her to the floor.

Monica hits the ground with a thud, and rolls onto her back. She looks up as Ross straddles her body. He strokes and aims his cock as her face. She opens her mouth wide as cum explodes from the tip of his cock. A white rope spatters her face and hair. The next spurt hits her eye, and she cries out. Ross groans as he strokes, covering my wife with his cum, splattering her everywhere but her mouth.

He collapses to his knees next to her. The beaded sweat on his forehead starts to drip down. He says, “Clean yourself off you dirty slut.”

Monica takes her two fingers, and wipes a stream of cum on her face, then wraps her lips around them and sucks the cum off them. She moans, “Mmmm.” Then proceeds to wipe off and eat the rest of the cum on her face. She stares at me as she sucks the last of it off.

White cum still sticks in her dark brown hair, as she says, “I haven’t been fucked like that in ages.”

Ross replies, “That was fucking great. Rachel never likes it that hard. She bitches anytime I go deep.” He looks over at me and Rachel. Her arm is still draped around me. Her hand presses my pants against the outline of my hard cock, making sure her husband sees my size.

Rachel asks her husband, “Do you want to see if I like it if Chandler fucks me hard?”