Like any other hot-blooded man, I often fantasized about including a second woman into our lovemaking, but my wife, Karen, had always rejected the idea. I'd be lying if I said that I had any other complaints when it came to sex. My wife was up for just about anything, and was almost as hot-blooded as I was. We fucked at least three times a week, and she gave at least as many hand- and blowjobs. As a result, I was a very satisfied man, and the whole notion of a threesome had become a distant, low-priority fantasy.
Jessica was my wife's best friend. They met in junior high and have been friends ever since. Even after moving to different towns, they stayed in touch and got together at least two of three times a year. Usually it was just the two of them, but once in a while, they dragged us with them, as a sort of an awkward double date. Like the night this story starts...
It was a Friday evening, and we'd gone out to dinner, the four of us – Karen, Jessica, Jessica's boyfriend Kevin and myself - to a sushi bar. Afterwards, we'd gone to a nearby bar for a drink. Well, in the case of the girls, quite a few actually. Kevin and I did our best to pass the time, and we started up quite a few conversations, but since we had very dissimilar interests, none of our chats lasted longer than a couple of minutes. Since I was the designated driver of the group, I had to stay sober, and was therefore probably the most bored by the end of the night.
When we finally left the bar – just when I thought that the ordeal was over – Jessica proposed to have another drink at their place. Not wanting to be a party pooper, I reluctantly agreed. Since the girls were wasted, the level of conversation, not to mention their sense of humor had significantly declined. Kevin – also pretty smashed – didn't seem to mind all that much, but for me, this night couldn't end quickly enough. Once over at their place, I had to keep myself from falling asleep several times, bored out of my skull.
But then it happened. During one of the times I was dozing off, I suddenly felt a hand on my thigh, sliding towards my crotch. I opened my eyes and glanced over at Karen, sitting next to me.
"What are you doing?" I asked, as I sat up, expecting her to pull away.
"Keeping you awake! It's quite rude to fall asleep in someone else's home," she said, giving my growing cock an extra hard squeeze, while she shared a naughty giggle with Jessica.
Flabbergasted by her behavior, I just glanced down at her hand, not knowing what to say or do.
"Mmmm, maybe I should fall asleep too," Kevin quipped.
"Oh, you poor baby," Jessica chuckled, looking at him, "Are you feeling a bit neglected?"
And just like that, she too reached for her man's crotch, giving it a gentle squeeze. From that moment on, although they continued drinking and talking, the girls made sure we were constantly hard as a rock.
I decided to keep quiet – and not draw any unnecessary attention to myself – as I didn't want to jinx this. From the looks of things, Kevin had the same idea. After about six or seven minutes, it was Jessica who made the next move. She glanced over at Kevin while sipping from her glass, and slid her hand behind his waistband. He gasped – probably as surprised as anyone else – and stared down at his wife's hand, gently squeezing his fat tube under his clothes.
Feeling a bit jealous of Kevin – I had no idea at the time – and because Karen didn't seem to be in a hurry to make a move, I reached down and unzipped my pants. She looked down at my crotch, then up at me, with a serious look on her face. She seemed hesitant.
But, after briefly glancing over Kevin's crotch again, she slid her hand into my pants, then in my boxers, where she grabbed my fat cock, making me gasp. The look in her eyes changed briefly as she was obviously impressed by how big and fat my dick actually was.
Once again, several minutes later, it was Jessica who took the next move. While talking about some late night tv show with my wife, she simply pulled Kevin's dick out into the open and started pumping it fiercely. She didn't even look at him.
Although she was pretty drunk, seeing another cock was a bit of a shock for Karen, and she visibly zoned out for about ten seconds. While she uncomfortably stared at Jessica's hand stroking Kevin's fat shaft up and down, her own hand movements, on my dick, slowed down somewhat.
Eventually, Karen had to snap out of it, because Jessica kept yapping away, and at some point did expect some sort of feedback from her. While she answered her friend, my wife briefly glanced down at my crotch, trying to decide what to do. After hesitating for a few more seconds, she seemed to make up her mind and pulled my dick out into the open as well. While she looked me dead in the eye, she began jacking me off, in plain view of Jessica and Kevin.
I would have settled for just the handjob, but Karen decided to take things to the next level – and then some. Although she'd been shy and cautious up until now, she seemed to have flipped a switch in her head, which made her more adventurous. She put down her glass and leaned down into my lap, positioning her head in between my stomach and my big cock. After brushing her hair behind her ear – thereby making sure Jessica and Kevin had a clear view of her face – she slowly engulfed my swollen tip with her warm mouth.
Our hosts were as flabbergasted as I was and gawked down at my wife sucking my dick right in front of them, in their living room, on their couch. Although Jessica had started the whole thing, she would have been perfectly content with jacking Kevin off. She was definitely up for a bit of naughty fun, but a blowjob was clearly out of her comfort zone. And yet, after looking at Karen polishing my knob for another minute or so, she must have felt like she didn't have a choice. Reluctantly, she slowly put her glass down as well and got into a similar position, bending her head down into Kevin's lap.
Needless to say, I was having a blast. My wife loved giving head, and was subsequently very good at it. She especially knew how to make it last. Not just a suck-swallow-goodbye kind of thing, but a long, sloppy, blowjob that usually made my toes curl.
While Jessica seemed to be fine with just continuing her uninspired and uncomfortable blowjob, Karen seemed determined to give me some of her best work. And with every passing minute, she seemed to get more aroused, and started acting accordingly.
