Let’s fuck each other’s wives

I say, “Fuck it. Let’s do it. If this goes poorly, it’s not like we see you guys too often anyway.”

I look from face to face. I can’t tell who is most excited. Phoebe, who has teased me for the last decade, immediately embraces me in a hug, her hand already massaging my cock through my pants. Joey raises his arms in the air, and gives a faux scream in triumph. His large curved cock stays parallel with his hairy bugling stomach. It even looks big proportionally on him. If it that same cock was attached to me, I’d fall over from the additional weight. It definitely did not look that big on the video. The realization finally hits me that I agreed to that penetrating my wife.

And finally Monica, standing in her lingerie, looks at me unbelieving. She thought I was going to say ‘no’. Then the corners of her lips twitch in a brief smile. She looks from me to Joey’s massive cock, and then back to me. Our eyes connect, and I know what she’s asking. Are you sure you want this enormous cock in me?

I nod. Her tongue slips out and her briefly wets her lips, then sucks in her lower lip and bites it. She turns back to Joey, and slowly lowers herself to her knees again.

“Holy fuck that is hot, Monica,” Joey says, “but I hate getting blowjobs standing up. I get so tired. Let me sit on the couch.”

“That’s a good idea,” Phoebe agrees. “Both you men get naked, then sit on the couch together. You can get pleasure right next to each other, and you can watch your wives go to work.”

Joey wastes no time undressing. I can’t take my eyes off him, knowing he’s about to fuck my wife. His chest and gut are covered in hair, which is a huge contrast to me. As he struts to the couch, I notice his swinging balls. They are huge. I didn’t notice them in the porn. Gravity has stretched his sack over the years. He sits down on the couch spreading his legs wide.

Monica says, “Oh my god Joey. You’re like a grizzly bear.”

“More like a black bear,” Joey says, shaking his dick at my wife.

Monica rolls her eyes, “That joke is awful.”

I take off my shirt, and walk to the couch. Before I sit down, I turn my back to Joey and unceremoniously lower my pants and kick them to the side. I sit down on the couch, my leg rubbing against Joey. From all the excitement, my dick is hard and stands straight up from my lap.

“Holy fuck you have a fat cock,” Joey says. He reaches over and grabs it. “Holy shit man! Where’s a little guy like you get a dick like this?”

I’m too out of my element tonight to say anything. My friend is gripping and praising my cock. I don’t know if it would be rude peel his hand off and tell him to stop.

“I was surprised when I touched it earlier tonight too,” Phoebe adds.

Monica raises her eyebrows, “You touched my husband’s cock tonight?”

“I was feeling a little naughty during Joey’s movie. It was a harmless grope,” Phoebe says. “If it makes you feel better, Chandler grabbed my hand and stopped me.”

“I knew I couldn’t trust you,” Monica says. She moves over and kneels between Joey legs. “Hopefully you get it out of your system tonight.”

Phoebe kneels between my legs. She smacks her husband’s hand, and he releases my cock. Moving her face close to my cock, she says to my wife, “I don’t know. If it’s really good, I may start craving his cock. I’m sure you get that way. Where you have to have him in you at least once a day?”

“Sometimes,” Monica says, not admitting that we haven’t had consistent sex since she last got pregnant. Morning sickness, constant discomfort, sciatic nerve pain, labor, childbirth, a recovering body, postpartum, cluster feeding, baby crying, breast feeding, no sleep, full time working mother with two young kids, pain during sex, rehab, stress. A lot was going on the last year and a half, and sex once a day wasn’t part of it. Sex once a month wasn’t part of it. But this weekend, she was in a new mood. She had been flirty. Packed and wore sexy lingerie. And now to end our drought she was going to fuck my friend.

Monica reaches out and touches Joey’s erection for the first time. She looks up at me, “I really am sorry for laughing. You have a really big, intimidating cock. I don’t know how I’m going to take the whole thing. This mushroom head is insane.”

She bends his curved cock down, and places her lips against the big head, kissing it. Joey scoots back, “That’s what I like to hear. But you’re going to have to apologize more than that to earn my forgiveness. I wouldn’t want to have to punish you.”

Monica takes her lips off his cock, and raises her eyebrows, “Oooh is punishment an option? I do feel like a bad wife right now.”

“Damn Chandler. I didn’t know your wife was so dirty,” Joey claps me on the shoulder. Then looks down at my wife who is looking up at him, “You’re going to have to earn your forgiveness. Now get to apologizing.”

Monica opens her mouth, and wraps her mouth around his cock. She keeps eye contact as she starts sucking him.

Phoebe’s nails drumming on my shaft break my attention from my wife. I look down at the dark haired beauty. She smiles, “Welcome back. Looks like I have my work cut out for me to keep your attention.” She stands up. “Maybe it will help if I’m naked.”

She takes off her tight tank top. Her tits are surprisingly big and perky on her petite body. Her small dark nipples are pierced with silver metal bars. A tattoo starts at the cup of her breast, and trails its way down her ribcage, and disappears into her yoga pants. She reveals the rest of the tattoo by pushing down her pants. It ends on the outside of her thigh. A dark dense triangle of hair covers her pussy between her legs.

She must see me staring at her pubic hair, because she says, “It’s more hygienic.”

The only thing I can mutter is: “You are so fucking sexy.” Her naked petite body distracts my mind from the sucking and slurping that is occurring right next to me.

Phoebe turns around and shows me the bare ass I’ve imagined so many times whenever she’s in front of me. She places her hands beneath her cheeks and jiggles her plump ass for me. She says, “Let me get in your favorite position.”

She bends over like she’s picking something off the floor. A pose she’s done many, many times to tease me. Except this time she is naked, and bending over exposes her dark fat pussy lips to me. My mouth waters, and I want to drag my tongue through her slit.

“Goddamn. Come over here, and do that in my face, so I can eat that fat pussy.”

She reaches back and spreads her ass cheeks. I can see the brown starfish of her asshole. Then her dark lips part, and I can see the sweet pink inside of her pussy. She moans, “Ooooh I haven’t had my pussy eaten in ages. Joey doesn’t do that even though I love it so much.”

I lick my lips, and command, “Get over here.”

As she takes her time following my command, I glance over to Joey’s lap. Monica has both her hand stacked, gripping his cock. Her mouth sucks the top quarter of his dick, and I know her tongue is swirling around his large mushroom head.

Phoebe steps up to me, wondering aloud, “How are we going to work this out? Luckily I’m pretty flexible. Hmm maybe that will work. Okay.” She directs me, “Stick you legs straight, and slide down on the couch a bit. We’re sort of going to be a 69 position.”

I straighten my legs, and my head slips about halfway down the back couch cushion. Standing facing me, Phoebe does a cartwheel up into a handstand, then lowers herself onto my body. I catch her legs, and pull her hips to my face. “That was fucking impressive,” I say.

“My wife is a gold medalist when it comes to sex positions,” Joey says.

I cup and squeeze Phoebe’s fine ass cheeks. I’ve waited so long to feel their soft firmness. I spread them and bury my face between them. My tongue licks between her slit, feeling hair and tasting a warm tangy sweetness.

Phoebe moans, “Oh fuck yessss.”

I lick and suck at her pussy. 100% focused. No longer aware of the gagging occurring right next to me. My nose burrowed in her warm opening, and my tongue lapping against her clit. Phoebe doesn’t even try to suck my cock. She just braces herself against my thighs and enjoys the pleasure. From all the ****, the sex stories, the porn, the sexual tension, I am ravenous. I lick her pussy intensely. Ignoring the discomfort in my neck. I’m so horny, my tongue moves from her pussy, and swirls against her asshole.

Phoebe cries out in pleasure, “Oh my god I love it! You’re a sexy dirty man.”

I lose track of time licking, and Phoebe kicks off of me. I stretch out my tense neck. “I could have you do that forever. But I’m not that selfish,” Phoebe says. She sits on my lap and kisses my sloppy face. My mouth opens and her tongue licks inside. “Mmm that was so fucking hot. Best cunnilingus I’ve had in a decade.”

I hear a loud gag and turn. Monica’s head is buried halfway down Joey’s cock as she tries to shove it down her throat. Glug glug glug. She can’t get it any further down. Drool drips out of her mouth as she takes it off his large cock. Tears stream from her eyes. She was really **** herself on his cock.

She pleads, “I’m so sorry. I can’t get it down any farther. It’s too big for me. Do you accept my apology, or do you need to punish me?”

Joey looks at me grinning, “You’re wife is so fucking dirty. Who knew she could be such a slut.” He looks back down at my begging wife. “I accept your apology for not being able to deepthroat me. Most women can’t. But…do I accept your apology for laughing at my dick earlier? Or do I need to give you a little punishment first?