It all started with Lauren opening the door naked for the pizza delivery guy and letting him go down on her in a moment of heated passion while I pleasured myself in the living room to the sound of her moans. It was such an intense experience for both of us that we decided to take it a step further the next time when she invited him upstairs and ended up sucking his dick while fucking me on the sofa. We had been toying with the idea of her completing the fantasy by letting him penetrate her since the beginning and now it seemed like the perfect time to make it happen...the same guy had tasted her and came in her mouth, I knew I was ready to watch him pound his dick in her tight little pussy. Just the thought of it drove me crazy!
I had opened a bottle of wine that night for the occasion and generously poured her a glass, hoping the alcohol would loosen her up a bit. She smiled and leaned in to give me a passionate kiss and whispered:
"Tonight you're going to watch your sweet girlfriend get fucked by the delivery guy right over there on that sofa..."
I shuddered just at the suggestion and took a deep breath...I didn't know if it was the wine or the image she just painted, but my head was already buzzing. Already I pictured her bent over the sofa, dressed only in high heels, legs spread open while that same nameless stranger took her hips in his hands and shoved the length of his dick inside her. I locked eyes with her as she took another sip from her glass, her mouth curling into a naughty grin as if she was thinking the same thing. I took the glass from her hand and led her from the kitchen over to the sofa.
"Screw the wine," I said, "I know what will get you in the mood..."
"Mmm...and what's that my love?" she replied coyly.
I spread her legs with my hand and discovered she had no panties on underneath her dress! She drew a sharp breath and grabbed my hand as if to stop me, but the look in her eyes told me different. So I started rubbing her clit with one finger while slipping two more in her already moist pussy. She moaned and leaned back, closing her eyes, still grabbing my hand. As my fingers went deeper into her silky folds, she started breathing heavy and fast... This is just how I want her when she opens the door, horny and wet I thought to myself. I grabbed the phone and the number for the pizza place from the end table.
"Make the call, I want you to order the pizza while I'm fingering you...can you do that?" I asked her.
"Mmmhmm..." She was breathing so hard and lost in the moment that she struggled to dial the number. Between breaths she was able to make the order which was going to arrive within 30 min.
I was determined to keep her in this state of blissful arousal until he arrived so she would be wet and horny...just begging to be fucked by him. So, I knelt between her legs and started licking her clit as I continued to finger her, she was moaning loudly and so excited that all her juices were literally dripping down her legs. After a few minutes the doorbell rang and then we suddenly stopped...anxious and excited at the same time. I could feel all the tension building and a huge rush over my entire body. I looked at her and she looked like she had just been fucking, hair a tangled mess, pussy a little swollen and wet, still her juices coming down her legs. I wondered, would she go to the bathroom and make herself presentable? She shakily stood up, slowly peeled off her dress and left her heels on. She took a deep breath, looked at me and said:
"I guess it's time for me to give him what he really wants while you sit and watch."
I couldn't believe what I had just heard, even though we talked about it for weeks, fantasizing in detail during sex, and planned it out... this was it and there was no turning back.
I took a look outside from the blinds to make sure it was the same guy and it was. I looked back at her standing there and could see her wetness dripping down her legs, her bare pussy on full display...she smiled back at me, blew a kiss, and just like that she turned around and started walking down the stairs. I felt my stomach drop to the floor and a rush of adrenaline. I could only but imagine what she must have been feeling at that moment, so aroused at having just been pleasured by me and now about to be penetrated by this guy waiting outside the door. I heard every single step down the stairs, it seemed forever, and then she stopped. I heard the door open.
"Hey, I remember you..." she said innocently, as if the two previous encounters had slipped her mind.
"You know I made sure I delivered this...there's no way I was going to pass up a chance to see you again!" he replied. "I see you've been busy..."
"Oh yeah, well my boyfriend thought I should be warmed up for you when you arrived..." she said referring to her obvious arousal that was evident from the trail of wetness down her legs to her erect nipples and flushed cheeks.
"Warmed up, hmm? So you were..."
She finished his sentence without skipping a beat, "Fucking my boyfriend? Yeah and if you come upstairs you can fuck me too. I didn't forget what I said last time."
"Really?? So you WERE serious?" he sounded dumfounded, like he couldn't believe what he'd just walked into.
"Of course, I know how much you want to have me and honestly, we've been fantasizing about it since the last time you were here!" she assured him.