There is something enjoyable about fucking another man's wife and turning her from being a loving, one man wife to a slut who will open her legs for just about any man who wants her and Kim is one such woman. She'd been happily married for five years and had never strayed before when Craig, my best mate and I pulled her up one night in a city centre pub. My name by the way is Phil.
She was dressed in a short black skirt and matching jacket with a white blouse beneath and she was very naΓ―ve, bless her. We managed to separate her from her friends and offered to see her home which she was only too happy to agree to. She even told us her husband was away for the week on a fishing trip and it was music to our ears. We got a taxi and as soon as she'd given her address to the driver we went to work on her. We'd purposely sat her between us and the taxi hadn't gone a hundred yards when we each had a hand on her stocking covered legs, slowly rubbing them through the nylon material and listening to her breathing increasing as we went ever higher up her legs without complaint from her.
The booze she'd drunk was keeping her defences down I guess and it wasn't long before her already short skirt was around her waist and her panties were down by her ankles. We kept looking at the taxi driver and saw he'd moved his mirror so he could watch us as we both fingered her wet pussy together. Kim was a willing partner in all this I hasten to add and was egging us on by telling us we could both fuck her after the taxi dropped us off. Ten minutes later it did just that and after paying the driver and giving him her wet panties we escorted Kim into her house.
She wasted no time when inside, sliding her jacket from her shoulders and removing her blouse. Craig ripped her bra from her before pushing her to her knees as I unzipped my flies and took out my already hardened cock. Kim's eyes glazed over at the sight which greeted her as her hand went instinctively to my cock and guided it to her open mouth.
"Go on you fucking married slut, suck it," I heard Craig say as he removed his trousers and underpants to reveal an equally hard cock between his legs.
Kim made no reply because her mouth and throat were full of my cock despite her gagging every time it slid into it. This was for us, not her. I know you ladies will think this chauvinistic, but hey, that's life and besides she wasn't complaining. Craig grabbed her head and pulled it clear of my cock and shoved his own into her now eager mouth. I will say one thing for her, she may have been naΓ―ve but fuck me could she suck cock. Craig looked in heaven as she went to work on him, taking him deep into her throat and now without gagging.
I ran my hands across her shoulders and down her sides until I was cradling her tits in my hands and squeezing her nipples.
"Fuck me Phil can this slut suck cock," Craig said as Kim looked up at him with a look of hurt in her eyes. I guess she'd never been called a slut before; too bad for her.
I was eager to taste the wet pussy I could smell and so I dragged her head from Craig's cock and stood her upright.
"Time to fuck this," I said as I ran my hand across her wet snatch, making her moan with expectation.
Craig removed her skirt and told her to lead the way to her bedroom.
"Can we use the spare room and not fuck in the bed I share with Tom."
"No. It's your bed or nothing," Craig answered, knowing how horny she'd become.
He was right because she led us into her bedroom and turned a photo of her husband back to front. I turned it back the right way. She left it alone and lay on the bed as we fully undressed before lying beside her panting body.
"Oh God fuck me boys. Fuck me. Give those cocks," she said in a pleading tone.
Craig pushed her onto her back and straddled chest before pulling her head forward slightly and sliding his cock once more into her mouth while I lay between her open legs and began running my tongue across her smooth, hairless pubic mound and down between her legs, skirting her pussy and clit as my tongue caressed the sensitive skin beside it. I could hear muffled moans and groans coming from her mouthy and I could taste her wetness where it had smeared across the insides of her thighs. I was enjoying the aroma of her arousal and kept telling Craig to fuck her throat more because she was near to cumming.