As for me, I knew I wanted more, a lot more. I wanted more of my wife. I wanted more of the three of us together, and I realised I wanted more of Rick's cock. As I thought this, I cast my eyes down to Rick's crotch and noticed the tip of his cock hiding up under the inside of his shorts. Freeballing as usual.
Rick noticed my glance. There was a slightly awkward pause as Rick glanced at my shorts. Unlike Rick, I was wearing underwear, and I could feel my cock had started to swell. When I looked down, I could see the outline of my growing cock. I put my hand in my shorts and made a quick adjustment. Glancing back at Rick's shorts, his cock had swollen and had started poking out of the bottom of his shorts. It was pulsating slowly and growing.
Each of us knew what the other was thinking. Rick stood up, walked over and stood in front of me.
"You really want to do this?" Rick said.
I nodded, reached out and pulled down his shorts, taking in his body as his cock burst free. Its huge purple head was pointing up, fed by a vast shaft rippling with swollen veins. Rick's 7 ½ inch cock was thicker than mine, and although I'd never considered myself into cocks, I could not help but admire Rick's. I could smell a pleasant, slightly pungent scent from our workout. Something primal was happening. I had no desire to touch his body, feel his balls or gently lick his cock. I just had the urge to consume his cock, and I did -- I slid it into my mouth. He put his hand on the back of my head, and I started my first blowjob.
Rick initially stayed still. He left it to me to move. Both of us needed this. I loved the feeling of his firm cock in my mouth and the salty, slightly sweet flavour as my tongue rolled over its underside. I gently sucked and heard Rick moan. Feeling him start to slowly fuck my mouth added to my lust. My cock was throbbing. Rick began to ooze precum which mixed with my saliva, and shortly coated his cock. As I moved backwards and forwards, his cock swelled and started to heat up. His breaths became shorter, and his moans began turning into sighs. I felt a gentle throbbing followed by a pulsating swell, and before I knew it, his cum was filling my mouth. I forced myself to swallow as he pumped more and more cum into my mouth. Cum overflowed down my chin onto my hand, holding my cock below. With a final sigh, Rick slid his still-engorged cock from my mouth.
He turned around, went down on his knees, lent forward and said, "Just fuck me -- I've always wanted to be fucked and to feel a cock cum deep inside."
Meg would rarely let me fuck her arse, but I loved it when she did. His arse looked good and was getting better by the second. Firmer and more muscular than Meg's -- it looked tough, and his arsehole looked like it wanted to be fucked. Rick was asking for it. I'd never thought about fucking a guy's arse before, but who was I to say no? I was a rock-hard, wet 8 inches aching for release. I dribbled the remnants of his cum from my mouth over his arsehole and massaged it with my thumb before sliding my cock up and down his arse crack. Stopping at his arsehole, I straightened up, and he lent back - my cock entered his arse.
He pushed back slowly, inch-by-inch; my cock fed his hungry virgin arse. When it was halfway in, he groaned and stopped moving. I withdrew slightly, waiting for his arse to relax and then slowly pushed in further. His anus was on fire and tighter than anything I had fucked before. I gently started fucking him. As he relaxed, our pace picked up, and in no time, Rick put his face on the ground and began pushing back on me again and again. I was now fucking him to the hilt and felt my cock leaking pre-cum inside him, making it easier to fuck him harder. I grabbed his arse cheeks and pulled him back again and again. I felt his arse grip me tighter.
"Oh fuck... Oh fuck..." Rick said as I rammed him. He lifted his head and started fucking me as hard as I was fucking him, slamming his arse against me. I felt my cock swelling as his arse started milking my cock. I relaxed and exploded deep inside, filling him with spurt-after-spurt of my thick cum. We both rested a moment, and I slowly slid my cock out. His arsehole closed tightly behind me as cum oozed down over his balls.
Whatever it was I needed to work off was spent.
In an exhausted voice, I asked Rick, "Are we still on for drinks this afternoon?"
Rick took a moment to reply. He laughed and said, "I might t need a shower first, but I wouldn't miss it for the world."
We each got cleaned up, and I headed to Dave's.
Things took a bit longer than I expected at Dave's, and I did not arrive home until about 2:30. With no sign of Meg, I grabbed the bottle of Bacardi and the fruit I'd bought and headed over to Rick's, going around the back as I usually would. With no sign of Meg or Rick, I went up the stairs onto the deck and saw ½ dozen empty cocktail glasses on the table.
I'm not anxious, but for the first time in a long while, I felt nervous about what I might find inside. I slid open the door and walked in.
Facing me, sitting on the lounge naked, was Rick. Sitting on his lap, facing me, was my wife, Meg. Neither saw me come in. Rick's eyes were closed, his head leaning back. Meg's eyes were also closed, her head leaning back like Rick's. What I noticed about them first though, was not their faces, but Meg's engorged labia and clit and Rick's huge balls bouncing as his thick cock and its oversized purple head ploughed into my wife's cunt.
