Hell, it’s not like there was anything I wanted to do to stop it. When your wife comes along and offers to fulfill your most deeply held fantasy you went along with it, even if there was a big part of me that was wondering if this was really something we should be doing.

  “Fuck, are you serious?” Josh asked, shaking his head and laughing.

  “What’s so funny?” I asked.

  “I mean you were always the first one to whip your phone out and share pictures of your girl back in the day,” he said. “And she always dressed so sexy when she was going out to things. Like that bikini she showed up in at the beach party a few years ago?”

  I blushed thinking about that. I’d actually gone back and forth with Andrea about that a few times. That was back before I’d told her how hot it got me when I saw her showing off for other men.

  She’d wound up wearing a white bikini that left nothing to the imagination even before she got into the water, and after she got out of the water there was even less left to the imagination.

  She’d been getting envious looks from dudes that night, and a few jealous looks from the girls who clearly thought she’d dressed like that so she could get it on with their boyfriends or something.

  We’d gone home that night and fucked like rabbits, and it was shortly after that night that she’d finally gotten me to admit that I got turned on seeing other men checking her out.

  After that the rest, as they say, had been history.

  “I don’t see what’s so funny about that,” I said.

  “Oh come on man,” Josh said. “It makes so much sense that you’re into the idea of your girl showing off for other guys. I mean I never thought it’d go so far as you getting off on her fucking other guys, but I guess I’m a lucky guy if that’s the case!”

  Andrea turned around again and hit me with those eyes. They were the sort of eyes she hit me with when she was turned on and ready to get down to business, and it looked like for the first time since we’d gotten married I wasn’t the guy she was about to get down to business with!

  18

  Andrea

  There was a part of me that couldn’t believe I was doing this. There was a part of me that loved that I was doing this. There was a part of me that hated that I was doing this. That felt like I was cheating on my husband and I was a terrible person for doing something like this.

  It was like I was having an out of body experience as I turned around one final time, my ass swaying to the beat, and then I was pulling my shirt up all the way and tossing it to the side.

  My tits bounced as they were freed. My nipples had already been pressing out, and I’d been so turned on before.

  Now, standing here in my living room with my husband in front of me staring at my tits and another man behind me no doubt waiting for his chance to get a look at my tits, I was even more turned on!

  “What do you think, Liam?” I asked. “Should I give Josh what you’ve always wanted me to give him?”

  Liam opened his mouth like he was about to say something, but I held a hand up and stopped him before he could get that something out.

  “Y’know what? I really don’t give a shit what you want,” I said. “All I care about is getting what I want.”

  So I started moving lower and lower. I imagined I was a stripper at a club and I was giving him what he so clearly wanted. So I lowered myself until my ass was pressing against him.

  Pressing my ass against him left no doubt in my mind exactly what the was going on down there. He was clearly turned on!

  “Oh my,” I said, looking over to Liam. “Your friend is really happy to see me. I mean I always figured he’d be happy to see me, but feeling this is…”

  I stopped and squeezed my eyes shut. I let out a moan to let them know exactly what I thought of what I was feeling.

  I was still facing my husband, with my back to Josh. He still had no way of seeing the prize, but he also wasn’t going to take no for an answer. He reached out and started moving his hands up my stomach, and I took in a sharp breath.

  “Oh yeah,” I said, keeping my eyes locked on Liam’s as it happened. “Another man is running his hands all over your wife baby. What do you think about that?”

  Liam licked his lips, and it was pretty clear from the bulge in front that he was enjoying another man putting his hands all over me. Though I reached down and stopped Josh just before he got to my tits.

  I wanted to have some fun with him, after all, and it wouldn’t be much fun if he got everything he wanted right out the gate. I knew it seemed ridiculous given the circumstances, but I had to play a little hard to get!

  I kept right on grinding against him. His hard cock pressed up against me, and it was exquisite. I bit my lip. I couldn’t help but moan.

  It was so good. It also didn’t hurt that it was the culmination of a dream I’d been fantasizing about for years now.

  Liam had no idea what kind of monster he was creating when he started this. No idea how much he’d been turning me on and pushing me towards an edge that ended up being a cliff we were throwing our relationship over now.

  At first I’d thought the fantasy was ridiculous. After all, what kind of man fantasized about his wife wanting to get on with other men?

  It was the kind of thing that seemed so very wrong, but I’d warmed up to the idea quickly. It didn’t hurt that I’d always thought Josh was hot.

  It was one of those things I’d always considered. One of those things I never would’ve given voice to since I was a married woman and I wasn’t supposed to say those kinds of thoughts out loud. And yet here we were.

  “That’s so good,” I said to Josh, reaching a hand around and placing it against his head.

  Meanwhile he moved his hands up again. This time I let him cup my tits. After all, I was basically giving him a lap dance and dry humping him, so what was the point in trying to stop him from enjoying himself?

  “Damn this is so good,” I said, moaning.

  From the way Liam was staring, from the way he licked his lips, from the way he was clearly trying very hard not to reach down and touch his cock, he was feeling the same way. I imagined it had to be a surprise going from merely fantasizing about this with his pretty wife to actually seeing me doing it!

  “What do you think, Liam?” I asked. “Should I go farther?”

  His eyes flashed, and it was clear I’d pissed him off. It was clear that…

  I didn’t care what he was thinking, honestly. All I cared about was how good it felt pressing against this cock. How wet I was. How intense this feeling was.

  “I don’t care what the fuck you think,” I said. “I don’t even know why I asked.”

  I also didn’t know why I was suddenly being so cruel. I’d never been like this with my husband before, so why was I doing it now?

  Even as there was also a part of me that was getting turned on being this cruel to my husband, for all that I knew on some level that it was so very wrong.

  I couldn’t help myself. All I wanted was to feel Josh’s delicious cock against me. All I wanted was…

  I squeezed my eyes shut and pressed down against him again. This time it was one hell of a feeling running through me. It was nothing like feeling him pressing up against me back in the kitchen and everything like when I was getting frisky with Liam.

  Only different, because his cock felt different from Liam’s. Which wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, even if it was odd after being married and only having the one cock to enjoy for so many years.

  I bit my lip. I stared at my husband staring at me. His mouth was working like he was having trouble getting anything out, but I didn’t care.

  “Tell me how much you love this,” I said.

  His mouth worked. Like he was trying to think of something, anything, to say. And he was clearly coming up with one hell of a blank.

  “Andrea…”

  It was a strangled sound. The kind of sound that said he was really struggling with what he was seeing. It was the kind of sound that should’ve made me feel bad, but I was having trouble feeling anything other than pure lust.

  “You always talk about how much you wanted this to happen when we were fucking,” I said. “So it’s happening now. I need to hear it. I want you to tell me how much you love watching your wife being a dirty little slut with another man. Say it.”

  Liam flinched away from my words. He looked like he was having one of those “be careful what you wish for” moments. Only as he licked his lips it also became pretty fucking clear that he was enjoying every moment of watching me grinding up against Josh. That he wasn’t going to stop this even if he wanted to.

  I got the feeling the last thing he’d want to do right about now was put an end to this. Not when he was so close to witnessing his ultimate fantasy.

  And I figured that meant I could push him, just a little, in the name of enhancing the fantasy. For both of us.

  “Say it!”

  I was surprised at how intense my voice sounded. I guess there was a lot of pent-up anger I was dealing with. I hadn’t realized how much it annoyed me that he was always making me talk about other guys that I’d love to fuck while I was fucking him.

  And now all of that rage was finally reaching a boiling point. It was finally running over, and it was all I could do to control it.

  “I need to hear you say it!” I said.

  “I fucking love this, okay?” Liam finally snapped. “Is that what you want to hear, you bitch?”

  I cocked my eyebrow.

  “Now you have to ask yourself. Who’s the real bitch here? The woman doing this to you, or the bitch who always wanted to make this fantasy happen in the first place?”

  Again he did that thing where he stared at me with his mouth working like he was trying to figure out what to say and he couldn’t come up with anything.

  I half expected him to get up and leave. I fully expected that to be the moment our marriage ended, for all that it was going to be a really awkward ending to our marriage considering we were still stuck at home together in a quarantine.

  Basically it wasn’t the ideal time to initiate a divorce.

  Only he stayed right there leaning against the wall. He stared at the spot where I was grinding against Josh. Oh yeah. He wanted to see a lot more than me grinding against his best friend.

  Though I did wonder how much longer they’d stay friends considering everything happening tonight. This didn’t seem like the kind of thing a friendship could recover from. Then again, I figured if there was anyone who could fuck me and get away with it, then it would be Josh.

  He was one of the few guys my husband was friends with that I would consider fucking, for that matter. Which really worked out for everyone tonight.

  “I need you to do more,” Liam said.

  I blinked in surprise. Of all the things that I’d thought I might hear him say, that was pretty far down on the list.

  “What was that?” I asked.

  “I said I want you to do more!” he said, his voice turning to a dull roar.

  I blinked under the fury. I’d just been taunting him, and he sounded like he loved it. Clearly the fantasy had taken control. Clearly…

  Well I wasn’t sure what I thought. After all, what the fuck did I expect? I’d just pushed him to the breaking point. I’d just taken on his fantasy, and it’s not like I didn’t want this to happen.

  But I suppose there had been some fucked up part of me that thought he would fight more. That thought maybe he would finally come to his senses. That he would try and put a stop to this.

  So I reached down. Grabbed Josh’s cock. Gave it a squeeze as I turned to look at him.

  Meanwhile he’d still been pinching and playing with my nipples the entire time. Clearly he was into this, and clearly it was driving him wild.

  I licked my lips as I stared at him.

  “So what do you say?” I asked. “Want to have a good time with your best friend’s wife?”

  The way he stared at me left no doubt what the answer was.

  19

  Liam

  I watched what my wife was doing pure disbelief. She was grinding against another man.

  Sure she’d done stuff like this a few times. We’d gone out dancing before and she’d let guys get a little more up close and personal than a woman who was taken should, strictly speaking.

  But this was first time she’d taken things this far. She was half naked grinding against him. Nothing but her shorts and her panties separating her from his cock.

  I shivered. I should’ve told her this was over. That we weren’t going to do this. That the fantasy had been hot, but that’s all it should’ve ever been.

  Only I’d had my chance. I could’ve said something. I could’ve stopped it.

  And I hadn’t. I’d watched another man grinding against my wife, pawing at her tits, and instead of stopping it I’d encouraged it.

  Josh looked at me, and then back to Andrea. The question was obvious.

  He very much wanted to fuck Andrea. What guy wouldn’t? But at the same time he was having a trouble believing this was happening. He could join the fucking club.

  I licked my lips. Here was another opportunity for me to put an end to this. To stop the insanity before it went too far. Before he put his dick inside my wife. Before we crossed a point of no return that would be really dangerous.

  Only…

  There was something about the way Andrea glared at me that said I was going to be in serious trouble if I dared to stop this.

  Besides, the truth was I didn’t dare stop this. Not only did I want to see how far she was going to take this, I also got the feeling there was no stopping my wife and now that she was this close to the point of no return.

  Hell, the point of no return had already come and gone. I didn’t have a chance now.

  “Do it,” I said.

  She smiled. She looked so beautiful in that moment. Grinding her ass against his cock as he pinched her perfect nipples into hard little points.

  It was a sight I was going to remember forever. It was a sight I’d fantasized about for so many dark nights while I was jerking off thinking about how hot it would be for my wife to do something like this, and now here she was doing exactly that.

  And the reality of it was so very different from anything I’d ever imagined, even as it was also so hot!

  I took in a deep breath and let it out. It was a long shuddering site. I loved this, even as there was also a part of me that was roaring in a jealous rage. That was screaming that my wife shouldn’t be doing this. That this was a terrible idea.

  I think it was the spice of all of that being rolled together that really made it work for me.

  And so there, right before my eyes, it finally started to happen. The thing I’d dreamed of. The thing I’d dreaded. The thing no man ever wants to see his wife doing. The thing that I desperately wanted to watch my wife doing. The thing I’d jerked off thinking about for so many years.

  She reached down, and it looked like she wasn’t even going to bother taking her underwear or pants off. The shorts were so impossibly tight that it’s not like they left anything to the imagination anyway. I could clearly see the curve of her ass. The way her thighs looked. How incredibly hot she was. She was the kind of beautiful woman you loved seeing in an impossibly tight outfit, and I loved it even more watching her treating our friend as a stripper pole as she worked her body on him.

  She reached down and pulled her shorts to the side. Then her panties. She kept her eyes on me the entire time.

  And there it was. Her pussy was revealed in all its glistening glory. She was so turned on. So aroused. She was wide open to the world, wide open to me, and most importantly she was wide open to Josh who was still looking at me like he couldn’t quite believe this was happening.

  I couldn’t help but grin at that look. After all, he’d been talking for years about how much he wanted to fuck my wife. And now here he was getting that opportunity.

  Andrea kept right on grinding against him as she revealed herself to me, but finally she seemed to get frustrated. She looked over her shoulder to Josh and glared at him.

  “What the fuck are you waiting on?” she asked.

  “I mean, what are you talking about?” he asked.

  I snorted a laugh. Even Andrea had to laugh at that. Josh was looking like he wasn’t sure what was going on, but even he let out a nervous laugh.

  “I’m sitting here opening my self up to you, and you’re just sitting there like an idiot. Get your cock out!”

  I’d never seen a man move so quickly. In a flash Josh fished his cock out and he was pressing it up against my wife. She closed her eyes and let out a delighted little sigh as she lined up on his cock.

  I took another deep breath and held it as I watched the ultimate violation happening. As I watched my wife’s sweet married pussy, the pussy that was supposed to be for me and me alone, being fucked by another man.

  “Oh yeah,” she groaned. “That’s the stuff!”

  “Fuck, Andrea,” Josh groaned.

  “That’s the idea,” she said, smiling at me and Josh as she said it.

  I hit her with a thumbs up. It seemed like that brief moment where she’d been barking at him to fuck her had lightened the mood enough that we were all having fun now, and not enjoying the naughty role-play where she was playing like she was doing this whether or not I wanted her to.

  Though of course she was doing this whether or not I wanted her to. I got the feeling I had very little choice in the matter, but whatever. The point was the mood was happier now, and we were all friends having a good time again.

  I think.

  “Do you see this baby,” Andrea asked, locking eyes with me as she sank down on his dick.

  “I see it,” I said.

  “What do you think of this?” she asked. “Your friend finally fucking your wife. Is it everything you dreamed of in your fantasies?”

 

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