How did I, Dick, get here. What was I doing. I was lying there in my bed open mouthed, gasping breath, cock hard and throbbing watching my wife Carol fuck my best friend, John. I was jealous, fearful and incredibly turned on. My cock was hot and throbbing as I stroked it.
Carol and John were consumed by lust. Carol's whole body was flushed red with sexual excitement. John was on his hands over Carol watching his cock slam into Carol's cunt, dripping with her juices. There bodies were grinding on each other and they were moaning. Carol's hand was reaching down fingering her clit and simultaneously stroking John's cock pulling him deeper into her cunt. John bent down and sucked her hard nipples. The room smelled of sex.
Carol always talks dirty while fucking. "Ahhhh, John, FFFuck, meeee."
John groaned, "Unhhhh, Unhhhh, Carol, cunttttt. Oh my Fucking god."
Carol, "Don't stop, I can't stop, Ohhhh."
It had all started innocently enough. Carol, John and I worked together. The three of us were IT techies. We worked on the same project. The work was challenging, intellectually stimulating and required long hours. We worked closely together. We gave up most weekends, nights and holidays for the work.
We ate our meals together and spent what little time off together. We had dinner at each other's apartments. We went out to restaurants, movies and clubs. When we went dancing Carol would rotate between John and I. I loved to watch Carol dance. She puts her whole body into it. When they slow danced Carol, wore a bright mini dress that barely covered her ass. I felt some pangs of jealousy but it never went further than that. I knew Carol never wore underwear when out dancing. When they came back to the table Carol's nipples were jutting out and her chest was flushed red.
We were all physically casually intimate with each other. There was a lot of hugging, friendly pecks on the cheek and encouraging pats on the ass. I enjoyed the physical part of our relationship and was very comfortable with Carol and John's relationship.
On the few weekends we had off the three of us would go for hikes in nearby parks and forests. We'd have a picnic lunch together with a bottle of wine. We'd lay back in the sunshine and enjoy the day. We found a remote swimming hole deep in a nearby forest and sometimes go skinny dipping. A few times when the water was frigid John and I hugged Carol between us to warm her up. Her nipples were always taut and standing up. John and my cocks were cold and shriveled.
Of course we were all aware of each other's bodies. John and my cocks were similar, with me being thicker and John longer.
One time after we had swum and were resting in the sun to warm up and dry off I took out my phone and played my favorite list. Carol and I danced and I loved the uninhibited feeling of dancing naked in the sun. As we were dancing John said he'd like a dance with Carol. She put her arms around his neck. John held her tightly and I could see his hardening cock rubbing against her mound. When the dance ended they both stepped back sheepishly and we never spoke of it.
Carol is stunning. She had a beautiful face, fair skin, long lustrous hair, firm full breasts and a perfect tight ass. She was also an irrepressible flirt. When she wasn't in work clothes she would wear the most scandalous outfits, short shorts, halter tops and when out and about mini dresses and skirts.
After work the three of us would spend time at each other's apartments, drinking and usually smoking weed. When we were at John's apartment Carol would borrow a T shirt to wear so that her work clothes wouldn't get wrinkled. She wore it like a mini dress and would sit on his couch in a lotus position, knees far apart. John had a stuffed dachshund on his couch and Carol would sometimes run it back and forth suggestively between her legs. At our place Carol would change into something revealing.
