They fuck in front of me

Rachel waves to her husband, “C'mon babe. Join me in bed.” She points to a chair in the corner. “Put in close Chandler. I want you to have a front row seat. No more nose bleeds.”

Ross obeys his wife and crawls into bed. He hesitantly says, “Babe, I’m not comfortable with this. I already don’t like how much you’ve revealed yourself tonight.”

“Don’t worry babe. I’ll make sure it’s PG-13. Chandler just needs to learn how much I love sex. He doesn’t get to enjoy himself.” Her cool blue eyes look to me, “No touching yourself while you watch.”

Once her husband joins her in bed, Rachel sets her black framed glasses on the bedside table and ties back her strawberry blonde hair. She disappears under the covers. I see her body burrow to Ross’s lap. He lifts his hips, and his pants are pulled off.

We briefly make eye contact before he says, “Please don’t look at me. Ahh.”

The bump under the blanket in his lap rises and falls. I’m watching my best friend get a blowjob from his wife. I can hear her wet sucks, but I can’t see her, only the blanket moving with her head. Ross closes his eyes, better to pretend I’m not here. He can’t hide his moans of approval.

From under the blanket, I hear soft whispers because sucks. “I love sucking your dick. I love feeling you harden in my mouth.”

Rachel dirty talking to her husband.

My dick hardens down the leg of my pants.

“Guess what I’m doing right now while I’m sucking your dick.”

Ross sighs, his eyes still closed, he whispers, “Touching yourself. Getting your little pussy ready for my big dick.”

“Mmm you know me so well. I’m going to put a second finger in while I deepthroat you.”

Where’s my x-ray vision when I need it!? The sounds are hot enough but I need to see this. I think about ripping the blanket off the bed.

Ross groans, “Oh fuck” and taps his wife’s blanketed head. “Stop or I’m gonna come.”

The blanket lifts up and Rachel’s pretty head pops out gasping for breath. She keeps the blanket over their bodies, not letting me see a thing. She makes sure I see how her two fingers glistens. She brings them to her husband’s mouth and he greedily sucks them.

Pulling the blanket around their waists, Rachel mounts her husband. Her sensual moans vibrates through my body. “Ahh that’s what I’ve needed. I needed my husband’s big cock in me.”

She presses her palms to her husband’s chest and vigorously rides her. Her big tits jiggle and sway in her white tank top. Her erect nipples try to cut their way out. She tosses her hair over one shoulder and looks at me as she rides.

Her blue eyes penetrate me. She is pure sex. Her moaning makes me want to explode that my pant leg. She licks her lips. She reaches up and squeezes her giant soft tit through her shirt. She delicately pinches her nipple.

From beneath her, Ross groans, “I’m gonna come babe.”

“Give it to me, babe,” Rachel begs. “I’m right there with you.”

She leans forward and presses her soft tits into her husband. His hips thrust up and he pounds his wife’s pussy. The wet smacks. The high pitched moans. He fucks her until he groans.

She comes shortly after him and squeals into the pillow. Her eyes squeezed shut. Her hand gripping the sheets.

Finally she rolls off her husband, and lays on her back. Her pale face is flushed red. Her chest rises and fall quickly with deep breathes. She looks over at me. Her eyes check out the obvious bulge in my pants before contacting with mine. In an out of breath whisper, she says, “See? I love having sex with my husband.”

I stand up. I have to adjust my hard cock in my pants so I’m able to walk. Rachel’s watches every move. She asks, “How quickly are you going to touch yourself once you leave our room?”