Squirting all over the kitchen

I’m immediately greeted by the sound of my wife’s untethered moan. A moan she suppressed out at the fire. Without the watching she’s of her husband, she’s fully expressing her sexual euphoria.

Monica’s thick body leans back against the cabinets, propped up on the kitchen counter with her legs spread wide. Her clothes litter the floor from the door to the kitchen like blood to the scene of a crime. My arrogant friend, Joey, kneels on the kitchen floor, and has in face buried between my wife’s thick thighs. He audibly slurps on my wife’s pussy. His big hands reach above him and grip my wife’s milky tits. He massages them as he eats her out.

Her glazed brown eyes stare down at my friend in pure amazement. She didn’t expect this from him. She can’t get out the words to praise him between moans.

I didn’t expect this from her. I thought she was tired.

But as a wise slut once said: nobody’s too tired for sex.

She’s so enamored, she doesn’t notice me in the doorway.

I shut the door. Not lightly. She doesn’t hear. She doesn’t care. She’s panting and racing toward orgasm. Joey hums on her pussy. “Hmm fuck you’re so fucking wet.”

Her toes curl in the air. Her arousal drips down Joey’s beard and patters onto the floor. He catches his breath after drowning in her pussy. “Holy fuck girl. You just squirted in my face.”

“Oh my god! I’m so sorry!” My wife whines in embarrassment. “I didn’t mean to. Your tongue just felt so good.”

“Don’t apologize,” Joey says rising up from his knees. “It was fucking sexy.” On his feet he stretches to the ceiling. His big hard cock arches out of his body, eager to feel my wife again.

Monica’s eyes can’t hide her lust for that cock. Her sore pussy still wants more. She can take a little pain for all that pleasure.

Looking down at my wife’s open legs, he spits between in teeth in a hiss. The spit lands directly onto her pussy. He pushes his enormous mushroom head into her pussy. He stretches her.

This is a sight I missed at the fire.

He lifts one of her legs onto his shoulder and watches his cock as he fucks my wife.

Without even half his cock in her, my wife is moaning, “Oh god, you’re hitting me so deeply.”

When he pushes all the way in, she moans, “You’re a fucking God Joey! Holy shit! This feel so good.”

His long cock strokes in and out of my wife’s creaming pussy. Just for **** he rubs her clit with her free hand. He watches her pale freckled tits jiggle with each hard thrust.

He completely owns my wife.

“Oh fuck, Joey. Ohfuckohfuck! You’re gonna make me come again! Holy shit! Shit! Shit!”

As her wet arousal leaks onto the counter and drips down the cabinets. Joey grips into her thick brunette hair and makes her look at him. “I love whenever you squirt all over my big cock. Makes me want to fuck you even harder.”

“Fuck me harder,” my wife whines to the man who controls her with his massive cock.

“Not yet,” Joey grins. “You need time to recover. Get on your knees and tell me how your pussy tastes.”

Monica slips off the counter like a water slide. Her big fat ass catches her fall. She crawls onto her knees and immediately starts sucking his cock. My wife licks her arousal off one of my best friend’s cock.

He combs his hand into her hand. “Look up at me while you suck my cock.”

My wife isn’t intimidated by his near nine inch cock. This isn’t her first horse cock. She slurps on it with nostalgia. She tries to deepthroat him then apologizes. “Sorry. You’re just so big.”

He smirks, “They all say that. Be better.”

With the challenge my wife sucks him down until she’s gagging. She never makes herself **** on my cock. She’s forcing down her throat with a purpose.

“Fuck, you’re so sexy coming all over my dick. You’re sexy **** on my dick. You’re so goddamn perfect.”

With the praise my wife forces the cock down her throat further. My knees weaken and I sink back against the door. Why hasn’t my wife given me this sexual adoration the past year?

It can’t be because his cock is bigger. Right?

Monica takes his slobbered cock and rubbed it on her perfect nipples. She moans at the pleasant sensation. His oversized mushroom head ellipses her light brown areola.

“Goddamn girl, you know how to put on a show,” Joey says admiring my thick curvy wife down on her knees.

“Is seeing me play with your big cock turning you on?”

“Everything you do is turning me on. I love the attitude you give me. Makes me want to bend you over and pound you.”

Monica slaps his wet dick against her tit. “Oh yeah? Is that what you were doing to me out at the fire? Working out years of aggression?”

He shakes his head grinning. Even he can’t believe how big of a slut my wife is when he got her alone. “No. Out at the fire was just proving how big of a dick I had. I didn’t like that you doubted me. That wasn’t payback for the years of your flirting teasing.”

Her tongue swirls on her fat head. “When are you going to give me the payback. I think I deserve it. After all, it must’ve been the really tough not to make a move with my husband around.”

Joey squats down and picks my big wife up off the ground. He plants her face down on the kitchen table. He pushes down knee up onto the table and leaves her other leg dangling between his. He pushes his big long cock into my wife’s aching pussy.

“Oh god! Yes! Fuck me, Joey! Punish me for being such a tease all these years!”

He doesn’t start slow. He doesn’t ease his way in. He starts by driving 100% of his extensive length into her, then tries to drive it further in with each thrust. With each pounding the table screeches against the kitchen floor. He fucks her hard across the kitchen until the table hits the wall. He doesn’t stop then. He keeps pounding my wife’s body with his massive cock.

My wife’s moaning and praising doesn’t stop.

“Oh god. Oh fuck. Yes. Give it to me hard. Make me pay. Holy fuck you’re so big. Oh fuck your big cock is making me come again. Oh shit. Oh my god.”

He grips into my wife’s tangled hair and pulls her head back so far that it raises her chest off the table. Her fat tits clap with each hard thrust. Her eyes are glazed with pleasure. She’s blacked out in orgasm. Even though she’s looking right at me, she doesn’t see me. She’s too focused on the near nine inches that is constantly impaling her.

Joey’s hairy body drips with sweat. He wants to come. He wants to end the race, but with the **** and the recent orgasm he needs some help. With gasping breath, he says, “Tell me what you like about my cock compared to your husband’s.”

It’s like giving someone the S.A.T.s after they finish a 5K. My wife is **** for answers but her brain is only filled with the big cock that keeps erupting her body into constant orgasm.

“Ahhh it’s so much BIGGER! Oh god. Fuck. Your head. Oh my god can I feel your head. It’s so big. My inside feels stretched. Oh shit. And your curve holy shit your curve. It makes you a fucking god. It was designed to give orgasms. Oh shit i can’t even count how many times I’ve come. Your dick is a gift to women.”

He pounds in one last time. His legs quake. He tries to steady himself on the table. The extra weight makes the circular table flip. Monica and Joey crash to the ground. Their sweaty naked bodies roll into each other.

I step forward, worried that they’re hurt. Then they start laughing. Monica turns back into Joey and hugs him.

My best friend snuggles with my wife on the kitchen floor.

I silently open the back door and slip outside. I try not to analyze why I have a throbbing hard erection.