I turned into my driveway, heart pounding in my throat, and barely breathing. The excitement had built all day at work and now it was finally time. They were inside: my wife and my best friend. And they may have started without me.
My wife and I are thankfully very sexually open. She lets me fuck around when I'm out of town on business or if there's an ex I really wanted an extra piece of. She enjoys the same privilege in return. It doesn't happen often, just enough to keep things interesting.
I shut the car off, steadied my breath, and dried my palms on my pants. The wife had been very vague over the phone, stating only that she'd likely be entertaining company when I got home. I pushed the door open and stepped quietly through the house.
The impossible to miss sounds of a man's groaning pleasure came from the living room. They had started without me.
I snuck up to the corner of the dining arch, swallowed, and peered around. My cock instantly swelled.
My best friend Danny was sitting on the couch, fingers laced through my wife's dark hair, impaling her mouth with his dick. Shannon was kneeling on the floor between his spread knees in a puddle of forgotten clothing. A pair of empty wine glasses and a matching bottle sat on the coffee table.
I watched, slack-jawed, for a moment from behind my shadowy corner. I'd seen her with other guys before, but it had always been in threesomes I had been a part of. This was different. Still hot, but different. Almost like catching her cheating.
Shannon's hand twisted around Danny's shaft. She stroked his thick cock, nibbling at the sensitive flesh beneath its crown, tongue flicking the slit. No question about it: Shannon was a talented, spirited cock sucker. I had bragged about it often to be honest. Danny pressed his head back into the couch and moaned. Shannon stopped sucking, but kept massaging his member. She gave him a wide, knowing smile.
"You like that? I bet you love it," Shannon said.
Danny chuckled. "Oh, believe me, I love getting surprise invites." He pulled Shannon's mouth back onto his cock and drove it deep into her throat. "Especially from my friend's slutty wife."
Their filthy exchange lit my cock on fire. I rubbed the front of my work pants and bit my lower lip to keep quiet. I watched, pulse pounding in my throat, as Danny stood and fucked Shannon's face hard until his balls slapped against her chin. She made little gurgling sounds. Long strings of drool fell from her mouth onto her tits and thighs. Two minutes later she was soaked.
I went nuts in my little hiding place. I fumbled in the dark for my zipper. Watching was too hot to pass on. I had to jerk off. I lowered my pants just enough to fish my aching cock comfortably over my shorts. I gave myself a few tight strokes. Pre-cum spilled over my fingers. I knew I wouldn't last long. But I was torn...
Do I just walk in and join? Do I just watch and wait? Would she get mad if I just dumped a load in my palm and let her have her fun?
All of the angles and questions poured through my mind. I slowed my stroking, trying to hold off the inevitable. Shannon slipped a hand between her thighs. She loved rubbing her clit while sucking dick. Always had. Many a nights had passed where I'd wake up to her warm mouth on my cock and her hands rustling beneath the sheets.
Danny sat back down and gestured to his glistening cock. His eight inches pointed proudly at the ceiling. Shannon used his knees and climbed to her feet. She turned until her back faced him, then lowered herself onto his dick, sighing contently as his girth split her lips wide and filled her up. Even from across the room I saw how red and swollen her pussy was.
Shannon flipped her hair back and glanced over her shoulder at her fuck toy. "That's more like it."
"Does he know you like em bigger?" Danny said, snickering.
"Probably. It's not like this is the first time I've asked for something more satisfying." Shannon sat all the way down. She wiggled her hips getting every last bit of cock she could take.
All of a sudden, I was a bit embarrassed by the size of my own mediocre tool. Compared to his, mine bordered on childlike. And that thought dove me crazy.
Danny's hands guided Shannon's hips. She bounced on the length of his cock, grinding at its base every few strokes. My eyes fought over the competing sights... should I stare her bouncing tits? Or at the giant cock impaling her pussy?
Shannon's hair bounced in a cascade of chocolate waves. She rode her new favorite cock with abandon, moaning and shrieking as Danny filled her up. She traced her fingers up her stomach and squeezed her tits. A nipple disappeared between her nibbling lips.
I yanked on my cock, burning the sexy scene into my brain. Danny's meat glistened with Shannon's slick wetness. She rolled his swollen nuts between her fingers, and gave his sack a gentle tug. I leaned back against the wall and squeezed my own nuts. I groaned.
The slippery sounds from the living room stopped...
"Micah? Are you home?" Shannon asked coyly.
My heart seized. Busted...
I peered around the corner, my face flushed to burning. My cock had already started going limp, so I hurried to stuff it pack into my work pants.
Shannon's grin flashed. She hadn't bothered to dismount Danny's cock. She twisted her hips to give me a better look. His prick stretched her pussy good and wide.
"Don't put it away. Come. Sit over here and stroke that little dick for me," Shannon purred. She gave a few agonizingly sexy grinds on Danny's cock "While I ride a real one."
I walked into my living room and took a seat on the adjacent couch. My pants fell around my ankles and my cock bounced sheepishly in front of me.
Danny looked out from behind Shannon. "Hey, Micah. Thanks for having me." He rubbed his hands up over Shannon's hips and squeezed her tits. "Been way too long."
"Seems so." I gave my dick a slow stroke. A trickle of pre-cum glistened at the slit.
"If you'll excuse me," Shannon said, "I have work to do."
I watched as she closed her eyes, tilted her head back and resumed bouncing on Danny's manhood. She leaned back farther, and picked her feet up until they were resting on Danny's knees. My hand was a blur between my legs. With her thighs thrown wide open, the view was more amazing than I'd ever seen.
They fucked that way for a good while. Every now then, Danny snagged a fistful of her hair and yank her head back to whisper something in private. A glance and a laugh at my expense usually followed.
Danny's dick spilled out after a long stroke. He reached under Shannon's thigh to put himself back in the oven that had to be her pussy, but she pushed his hand away. Instead, she cupped her hand over her sex and deftly tickled the outside of her lips. She made a show of her wetness, letting the sticky rubbing sounds speak for themselves.
"Stop fiddling with that little cock of yours and make yourself useful," Shannon said with a wicked smile. She beckoned with a finger.
I stepped out of my pants and walked over. I raised an eyebrow, but knew what she wanted. She pointed at the floor. With her knees still spread wide, I knelt between Danny's legs and lowered my mouth to her glistening slit. Shannon moaned as I tongued her pussy, flicking her clit a few times every few licks. She shuddered the way she always did before cumming.
"Fuck me. Right fucking now," Shannon said, her voice a sexy rumble.
I stood up and lined up my dripping cock with her hole.
