Game night

Sarah and her husband were planning on watching a big sporting game that was coming up, Sarah wasn't as a die-hard as her husband but she supported him. As John was also a fan, Sarah made sure he also had an invite. It gave Mark someone else to talk shop with when she couldn't keep up or needed a break. Maria's husband as well as Ashley's boyfriend was going to be there as well. Everyone had figured out childcare so there were no kids running around during the game.

John showed up early in the day to help Sarah and the ladies with prepping the snacks, making homemade dips salsa and just visiting. Mark spent his time watching clips of sports shows on his phone and wandering around the house as it was his day off and the rest of the guys were coming later.

Mark knew from Sarah that he wasn't supposed to make anyone feel bad about any accidents he may see as Sarah was fiercely protective of John. It didn't stop him from being slightly judging though as on occasion he wished the man would try harder.

For example, one of the times he wandered into the kitchen to get a glass of water, he saw Sarah's bra on the counter and her tank top pushed up to her collarbone. John was standing right behind her and appeared to be fondling her breasts as she was cutting tomatoes. He filled his glass with water and then stood by the fridge and stared at Sarah until she noticed him. Her eyes were kinda glassy as she smiled pleasantly at her husband.

"I'm showing Sarah a new way to dice things for the salsa" John said with a grin. His hands were distinctly a lighter shade than the tanned olive skin of Sarah's breasts

"Need something?" she asked with a smile

"Nope, you okay?" he replied

"Never better," she said with a slight moan as John played with her nipples.

Maria chimed in "You here to help or get in the way?" Her cheeks were a bit flushed and he saw from a quick glance that she also wasn't wearing a bra, and her nipples were poking through pretty well. Her button-up shirt had been done up wrong as she had missed one.

"Getting out of the way," he said and then left before anyone could see him roll his eyes.

Ashley loudly proclaimed "I suppose next you are going to want to show ME, eh John?"

When Mark walked by another time to see how things were going as he heard some strange sounds, he saw that John was making avocado dip but his pants were down around his ankles and his beautiful wife was kneeling between John and the counter as John's thick cock was being swallowed by Sarah. The odd sounds he had heard were that of the back of his wife's head occasionally hitting the cupboard and the sounds of her sucking him off. Both her hands were on his ass and her long brunette hair was put up in a ponytail.

John turned around right away as Mark entered the kitchen. "Don't worry the snacks will be ready in lots of time for the game."

Mark's expression was unamused. "Not what I was going to ask about, care to explain?" he saw that Sarah's bra was still on the counter.

"Oh don't worry, Sarah dropped a spoon and as she went to get it I misjudged where she was and ...bam." John said with a smile and then a shiver.

Sarah made a thumbs up for her husband but never stopped or even slowed what she was doing.

Ashley looked over at Mark and shook her head with a smile and a shrug. "He also did that to ME, but it wasn't that long."

Mark sighed and turned to leave. But as he left the kitchen he swore he heard John groaning and saying something about cumming. But that was probably the dip coming along.

Another time he came by they were just talking and laughing. They had so many inside jokes that occasionally he felt a little left out. Sarah was sitting on the counter and John was standing right next to her.

"Sarah why is your bra still on the counter and you aren't wearing it?" he asked

Both Sarah and John burst out laughing, both unable to say more than "guacamole cups" or "guac boobs"

When they had finally stopped laughing Sarah had told him that they had joked about using it to shape the Guac into boobs but not to worry as they weren't actually going to do that.

Mark actually chuckled at that and looked to see Ashley rolling her eyes as she obviously didn't find that as funny, but Maria did as she was giggling. Her eyes were a bit wet so she must have been laughing earlier.

He then left them to their silly jokes, before he got put to work.

Mark came out of the bathroom a time later to hear his wife shout loudly. He moved quickly to the kitchen but instead of seeing her shrieking from a wasp or whatever. She was sitting on the kitchen table, leading back on her hands, her shorts on the floor and one breast sticking out of her tank top as John's face was between her tan open legs. From all accounts that just looked like she was getting her pussy eaten, and good enough to make her eyes roll back in her head.

"Umm hello?" he shouted

Sarah barely was able to look at him she was so far gone. Her cheeks were red and she was breathing heavily.

John popped his head up from Sarah's loins with a smile. "Heyo there Buddy" He rubbed his jaw a bit "I spilled some stuff on Sarah and was just cleaning it up."

Mark shrugged "Oh.. well thanks for cleaning that up. Sorry for shouting"

"All good man, talk to you later" John said and then went back down to her crotch. apparently not yet done.

Looking around he saw the other two ladies through the kitchen window, sitting on the porch and having some ice tea.

Mark watched for a few seconds and then walked back to the living room. Sarah was still loud for some time after that but he just turned up the TV and ignored them. They always got loud when they hung out.

Mark had to run off at one point as nobody had grabbed any drinks for tonight. Seemingly slipped everyone's minds so he ran off to the liquor store to get the beer and hard liquor for mixed drinks. When he got back into the house, he thought from the loud banging sounds that they had turned on music or something, but then he heard his wife's voice loudly calling out. So he put down the bags and jogged upstairs, pretty sure what he would find but still there always was the chance of something new.

What he came to see when he opened the door to the bedroom he shared with his wife was that both John and Sarah were naked. Their clothes were strewn about. The next thing was that John seemed to be fucking her doggy style rather hard, Sarah was making noises that he had only heard her make a few times before. She was gripping the bedsheets with a white-knuckle grip as John held her hips and rammed his thick cock, coated in her juices, into her again and again like a machine. Her large tits bounced as his body slapped against hers. The headboard on the bed banged loudly with their actions.

Mark cleared his throat and asked what the fuck was going on. This was too many accidents for him to ignore in one day, I mean sure it wasn't the guy's fault but really, at least Sarah could stop enabling him.

"Seriously? What... does... it.. look... like" Sarah asked upset that her rhythm was wrecked.

"It looks like you two are messing around on OUR bed" Mark accused.

John slammed his hips hard one more time and held himself deep inside Sarah "I spilled pickle juice on my shirt and Sarah said I could borrow one of yours so I wasn't stinking up the place, then as I was changing I fell."

Sarah moaned loudly at the last thrust and then covered her tits with one hand as she bent, turning to look at her husband, while John was still buried deep inside her. "Mmmmmmfuck....See? it's all good"

"At least can you recognize that he has had a lot of problems today?" Mark snapped, instantly regretting it.

"I'M SORRY I tried to look after our friend, maybe I should have let him sit with us shirtless, or let the pickle juice stain his shirt and pretend not to smell it the entire time he was over. You don't get to be judgy as WE... both of us... have been in the kitchen making food for us and YOU tonight....It's like you don't even understand ......."

As she gave Mark more of her mind, she bent upwards more at the waist which prompted John to fall backwards, slowly. He shuffled his legs, kept holding her by the waist and by the time she was done speaking, she was sitting on him reverse cowgirl. Both hands covered her large tits as if for modesty. But he was still buried deep inside her. Admiring her lovely ass and her supple back curve. After a few more seconds of listening to them argue, he started to lightly move under her. Then adding in guiding her motions with his hands, she started to slowly almost unconsciously ride him.

"Instead of sitting around and getting mad over stupid things, why don't you go mow the lawn like I have been asking you to do for a week" Sarah told her husband while she gyrated her hips, her hands covering her breasts.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm sorry" Mark started to say as he knew he had stepped on a landmine. He held both hands up in surrender and left the bedroom to go back downstairs.

What happened immediately next was silence for 10 more minutes and then the headboard banging continued again. So instead of getting in more trouble, he got his shoes and headed out to mow the lawn. As he got to the shed, he looked back to the house and could see somewhat through his open bedroom window, that Sarah had uncovered her chest and was hugging John's head to her large tanned breasts as she bounced on him.

When he had finished mowing the lawn and had put everything away, he came back into the house to discover a note waiting for him on the counter. It read 'Ladies left, Taking a nap, don't be loud'

So he got comfortable in the living room and put on a show, he kept the volume low but still enough for him to hear everything. He assumed that John had left and that he would be in bigger trouble later but for now, Mark just wanted to relax.

Sometime later Mark heard the shower starting and figured that Sarah was cleaning up. She came downstairs and from her expression, she had still not forgiven him. She was dressed in a fresh tank top and cotton shorts. Her hair was still damp but a beautiful mess and if it wasn't for the cold expression on her face, he would be awestruck by her beauty. But with the trouble he was in, he just kept his gaze to himself.

John unexpectedly then came downstairs, but he was dry. He had his stained shirt over one shoulder, he nodded to Mark and then grabbed his shoes "Be back in a few, need a change of clothes."

Mark figured it might be a good time to attempt an apology now that they were alone. He really did try, but Sarah simply told him that while she would forgive him, she was still angry and for him to not expect much warmth tonight.

"I... I ... I just get a little jealous of you two" he confessed

"Well, I don't know why... did you know he was telling me about how he is getting along with his trainer at the gym? the one I set him up with?... We have been talking about things going on in his life as I'm HIS best friend as well. " she gestured with her hands. "Now be NICE tonight or you will be sleeping on the couch."

Mark nodded as he was wrong and realized that he was being kinda an asshole. They hugged and let each other know they still loved each other and promised to do better.

Game time was happening in under 15 minutes and everyone was ready to go. Mark was wearing his favourite jersey while Sarah hadn't changed, John had obviously changed into a clean shirt and shorts. The other guys also had jerseys on as they were more like Mark and really into it.

The game was fantastic with ups and downs. Both teams played spectacularly and the snacks were a huge hit. Sarah spent half the game sitting with Mark and the other half of the game sitting with John.

In the last 10 minutes of game time, John announced he knew a lucky thing to do for his team and pulled Sarah into his lap. He then slipped his hands into her shirt from below and slid his hands under her bra to cup her breasts. Sarah was laughing and all smiles and soon it seemed it was working as all the guys were shouting at the TV as Sarah jiggled on John's lap while he held her breasts. Gripping them as the excitement of the game was winning over everyone.

With the final point being scored and John's team winning, everyone was shouting and congratulating each other. Sarah twisted on his lap to give him a kiss on the cheek. "You won!" she laughed "You going to let me go now? Or are you keeping me?" she teased

John gave her two squeezes and then slipped his hands free of her tits. Even helped her straighten out before she hopped off his lap and jumped to her husband to give him a hug and a kiss.

During clean up Sarah did notice that John and Maria hadn't come back after cleaning up the bottles in the living room. When she had a moment she poked her head in the living room and saw why.

John was behind Maria as she was bent over the back of the leather couch. Her shorts were off one leg and around an ankle, as were her panties. She was on her tippy toes as he rammed her pussy from behind. His own shorts around his ankles. Maria's top was pushed up over her breasts as was her bra. Her breasts jiggled with each thrust and her ass lightly rippled with each slap of his hips. She was breathing a bit harder than usual as John was going like a freight train. His thick manhood pierced her folds and filled her depths over and over.

Sarah felt a small pang of jealousy but she quickly snuffed it. It had been a good day and there was still stuff to be done. Besides, it had been a while for Maria to have an 'accident' with John. She allowed herself a few more minutes to watch.

John's hands were occasionally moving from Maria's hips to her breasts. While they weren't quite as large as Sarah's they were much more pale. Maria didn't have the background to get as tanned as Sarah. It did give her pleasure to note though that Maria, who always claimed she could ignore John, seemed to be having a little trouble right now. She could see her face was getting red and her breath was shakey.

She heard John say "Almost... there.... hang on"

Maria only squeaked a bit. and then grit her teeth before relaxing and letting out a soft moan. Sarah had to cover her mouth to stop from a giggle escaping as the ice queen had melted.

Maria was now letting out little sounds of pleasure with each breath, and soon enough, she had what could have been an orgasm. Sarah wasn't sure but with how Maria suddenly started to arch her back and the way she was sounding, it was a safe bet.

Shortly after that she could see the signs that John was about to pop. His hands moved to Maria's breasts and squeezed them as he suddenly got rougher with her, his thrusts a bit slower but twice as powerful. Maria had given up at this point, her voice was high pitched and all she could squeak out was.

"OhYeah...OhYeah...OhYeah...ohYeah" over and over.

and then the climax, the thrusting slowed even further but John was ramming with all he had to bury his cock as deep as possible as he came inside Maria. Sarah licked her lips as she knew that feeling of his incredibly thick cum filling a woman's insides was basically orgasmic in itself, At least to her.

As they slowed and caught their breath. Sarah realized she got caught watching as John had looked up and over. He had seen her so she smiled at him and then left to go back to the kitchen.

five minutes later both John and Maria came back to the kitchen. Both were quite flushed still and Maria was having a bit of trouble straightening her clothes and walking in a steady manner.

Ashley of course had a few jokes to make at both of their expenses but the rest of the cleanup went without a hitch.

Soon enough everyone had said their goodbyes and had left for their own beds. It had been a good day and a good night.