The middle

Phoebe jumps on the bed, “I’ll be in the middle. You both can sandwich me.”

She gets under the cover next to my wife. I walk around the bed, and get in on the other side next to her. She says, “Thanks for letting me sleep with you guys. I’m so sorry my husband acted the way he did.”

“Seriously,” Monica said. “Just because he had the biggest dick of three guys didn’t mean he was king of the world.”

Phoebe turns to face my wife, and rubs her plumb ass against my hip. I turn spoon her, and her ass rests right up against my cock. She asks my wife, “So have you really have a one night stand with a monster dick, or did you just say that to tease my husband?”

Monica laughs, “Both. Joey was way too confident, and I have been with someone who was bigger.”

Beneath the blanket, Phoebe grinds her ass against me, “Tell me about it? Who was it? Where did you meet him?”

Monica looks over at me, and asks, “Do you really want to hear this?”

I nod, “Sure. I’m married to you. I don’t care about someone you had a one night stand with.”

As my wife starts talking, Phoebe grabs my hand and brings it to her stomach. She pushed it beneath her shorts until my finger brush into her soft dense pubic hair. She pays attention to my wife the entire time, and gives no hint of what is happening beneath the covers.

“I was in college, and there was these guy who was known as a man-slut. He had been with a lot of girls. And these girls are the bar talked about how big he was. I didn’t believe it. He was a really attractive guy, but he wasn’t absurdly tall or anything. Just a normal guy. Well one night, it was last call. He was really drunk, and offered to walk me home. I was the one who ended up walking him home. Once we got to his house, we ended up making out on his front porch. A nice drunken makeout. He squeezed my boobs through my shirt and everything. Then he invited me inside. I had a decision to make.

“I knew he only wanted sex. And he only wanted me because I was the available option. Did I really want to be another notch on his bed? But I was really curious…was this guy as big as the other girls claimed? I went inside with me.”

I slipped a finger into Phoebe’s wet opening. She let out a little gasp. Luckily Monica thought it was a reaction to her story.

“I know right!? A slutty thing to do. So we went in his room, and made out on his bed. He was pretty generous. He got me naked, and ate me out. Which I was not expecting, I actually tried to stop him. I wasn’t shaved, but he didn’t care. He just went to town. When he came up, I was super in the mood, I needed more. I basically told him, ‘I want you to fuck me.’

“So he got off the bed, and grabbed a condom. He pulled down his pants, and it was shocking. This attractive normal college guy had a horse cock. It was enormous. So disproportionate to his body. It was jarring. I could only stare in silence as he rolled the condom on. I spread my legs and he mounted me. Oh. My. God. It was the most uncomfortable sex I’ve had in my life. It was way too big. He was barely in, and the tip was knocking on my cervix. I just gripped his back tight and took it. At the end of it, his back was almost bloody from the scratching. It was such a relief when it was over. I’m a little embarrassed to say that I cried to myself when he went to clean off.”

With my finger plunging into her pussy, Phoebe sighs, “Ahh that’s so sad. Did you enjoy it at all?”

Monica laughs to herself, “At the time, no I didn’t. It was painful. But the funny thing is, I always thought about how full it made me feel. I started to crave it. I’ve never told Chandler this but I bought one of those Hulk dildos just to feel that way again.” She bites her lip, “And I really loved it. I think I lost it during one of my moves which was really sad, but then I met Chandler, and as you saw out at the fire, he’s more than enough to fill me.”

I plunge a second finger into Phoebe’s wet pussy. She bites her own lip, “Ohmygod. I was shocked when I saw it. He is so thick.”

“It’s perfect for me. Not too long so he can pound me, but he makes me feel so full,” Monica lets out a little sigh.

I ask, “Are you touching yourself right now?”

Monica lifts two fingers out from under the blanket. They glisten with her arousal.

Phoebe opens her mouth, “Let me taste.” My wife sticks out her fingers, and Phoebe sensually sucks on them. “Mmm delicious. Would you like to taste me?”

Phoebe takes my hand out of shorts, and offerings my glistening fingers to my wife. Monica looks at me. “Oh you naughty man.” Then opens her mouth seductively. I put my fingers in her mouth. She closes her lips and sucks them the same way she sucks my cock, looking in my eyes the entire time.

Phoebe moves in front of me. I see the blanket move with her arm. Monica closes her eyes, and moans, “Oh fuck.”

I whisper in Phoebe’s ear, “Are you fingering my wife right now?”

“Oh yeah,” Phoebe answers. “She’s so wet.”

Monica leans forward and kisses Phoebe. I feel my wife’s hand beneath the blanket. She moves my hand to the side, and slips her own finger into Phoebe’s pussy. With my hand replaced, I move it to Phoebe’s backside and squeeze her plump ass. It’s not as big as my wife’s but it’s still an amazing handful.

They are so into each other that I become forgotten on my edge of the bed. Phoebe rolls on top of Monica and takes the dominate position. As they make out, my wife reaches up and squeezes Phoebe’s perk tit. She pinches the nipple between her fingers. Phoebe moans softly.

It’s so hot. I don’t know if I want to ruin the moment. Should I watch and wait my turn? Or should I get more involved and make it a true threesome?