Our First Time with My Best Friend
Loving Wives Story

Our First Time with My Best Friend

by Ronibarret 18 min read 3.9 (24,300 views)
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Hello readers! This is my first submission to Literotica. Constructive criticism is welcome. Hell, it is what I am looking for as I have several works in the pipeline to share with you. Is there too much sex? Not enough character development? Let me know! RB

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Hey John,

I hope all is well with you and your lovely wife.

As you know, Rob, my closest friend from childhood, visited us in July. He lives in Florida, so the extreme heat and humidity didn't shake him. When Jessica opened the door to welcome him into our new abode, her hands pulled Rob in for a welcome hug and kiss. She looked at me as her tongue went down his throat.

"Well, that was unexpected," Rob told me as I shook his hand.

My cock filled up like a balloon.

The three of us spent the evening drinking and catching up. After ten hours on the road, Rob was ready to fall over from fatigue, so we all hit the hay around ten pm.

Stoned and drunk, Jessica and I got ready for bed when she mentioned her need for a quickie. She crawled underneath me in bed and was soaking wet when I ran the tip of my cock against her slit. "So wet!" I purred in her ear. She pulled my hips in tight as my dick sank into her.

"It feels wonderful," she cooed. "But not nearly as wonderful as that enormous dick of Rob's would feel." Her words were fuel for me as I vigorously fucked her to a quick orgasm. Then came her dirty talk. I was always at her mercy when she unloaded nasty verbiage to sear my ears.

"I know what you want with Rob." She cooed in my ear as I felt my balls surge forth.

I didn't prod her when she wrapped her legs around my waist. "Look at me!" our eyes locked into each other in the dim light of our bedroom.

"I'm not naive," she said. "I know Rob has always wanted to fuck me. And I bet you have thought the same fucking thing, haven't you?"

John, her words had me pounding her as she kept up her verbal barrage. "You want to watch Rob fuck me!" she squealed. "You know I am right."

We came at the same time. Jessica yelped loud enough for Rob to hear us upstairs in the guest bedroom. I felt the head of my cock burst open and spurt a huge wad inside her wet snatch.

I rolled to the side and held Jessica's firm body tightly to mine as sleep overtook us. The last thing I heard was her muttering. "I want what you want."

On Friday, I came home early from work while Rob did what we had told him to do. He made himself at home. I knew he had a medical license to buy marijuana, so he brought the best weed I ever smoked. John, I haven't smoked pot in a long time because it made me paranoid. Today, with marijuana cultivated to much higher standards than the crap back then, he convinced me to indulge in his stash.

Before I joined Rob poolside, what I saw stopped me in my tracks. He made himself at home, alright, lying on a lounger beside the pool and nude. I watched him take a hit off his bong. He exhaled and took his giant cock in both hands and stroked himself to a huge cumshot all over his chest. Jism poured out of his cock like a fountain. What a sight to behold! As you may have gathered from our communications, I have an affinity for enormous dicks. Watching Rob's veiny monster erupt as it did was quite the spectacle.

After he jumped in the water, I joined him. With Jessica's words from the night before on my mind, I filled him in on all that happened in Las Vegas. As I've told you, I have no one to talk to about the new-found openness of my marriage except for a few notes to you and a handful of authors on Literotica and other sites. Jessica may have a few friends to speak to about our activities, but I did not.

Now, I had my closest friend's ear to bend. After all, I did yearn to watch him and Jessica hook up. To my surprise, detailing how hot it was watching Jessica get blackened for the first time didn't faze Rob. He somehow knew how common it had become for married men to enjoy watching their wives screw other men. I guess husbands everywhere now arrange dates for their wives, especially with black bulls. With our Vegas trip, Jessica made all the arrangements.

What made Rob look at me as if I had lost my mind was when I mentioned what Jessica made me do with her black bull. In one instance, after her bull had cum several times inside of her, she sat up and dropped her pussy right in my face.

"Now be a good husband and eat me," she ordered. I swallowed a mouthful of sperm for the first time. That was a handful for Rob to hear!

Then, I got down to business with him. "Now," I went on. "Since we have been happily married for over twelve years and are opening things up for exploration, my wife is all yours to do with as you please!"

John, Rob's face turned red, and I watched his dick suddenly grow to its entire length. Imagine a garden hose unraveling and filling up when you turn the water on. It was difficult to peel my eyes away from the biological anomaly that sprung to life between his legs.

Being as high as I was for the first time in decades, Rob wasn't sure I was of sound mind.

"You have smoked as much weed as I have, so you are quite high," he said. "Are you sure you know what you are saying?'

I can tell you, John, that while I was super high, I still had my wits about me. I reassured him that I knew what I wanted--and what my wife would take. After all, I had thought quite a bit about doing Jessica since Las Vegas.

"I have only one request," I said. "At least once while you're here, let me watch you fuck her."

"You think that will bother me?" he laughed, convinced I was not bullshitting him about fucking Jessica or about our Vegas travails. When the opportunity presented itself, I told Rob to follow my lead. "She will fuck you every which way except her ass. That's off limits." I lied with a smile.

John, since my wife wouldn't give me her backdoor, I didn't want any other man to have it either. Rob would be no exception.

So, the stage was set.

A cold front moved through the area the next afternoon, bringing massive thunderstorms to the area. I had to reassure Rob that I looked forward to him plundering my wife before my eyes.

Jessica slept in until 11 am and went about her usual Saturday routine, after which she showered and put on an orange sun dress that gave us a nice side view of her C-cups. With it storming outside, Rob and I picked up where we left off the night before and started partying again. The margaritas Jessica made started flowing as well.

As time passed, the three of us felt no pain. Around one o'clock, Jessica took a phone call, leaving Rob and me alone. While she was gone, I told Rob what we would do. "The first thing we do is get out of these clothes," I told him.

My cock was at full power up against my stomach. Rob's cock was fully engorged, hanging between his legs over the edge of the cushion. Maybe a half-hour passed before Jessica came back. In the meantime, we stroked our dicks, talking about what was going to happen this weekend.

"Here we go," I said as she returned to the room.

John, my wife froze. Several seconds passed before she gathered her wits. She saw me stroking my average dick, but her eyes zeroed in on the massive hose hanging over Rob's leg.

"ROB!" she shrieked. "YOU ARE SO BIG!" Then, looking at me, "HIS DICK IS SO FUCKING BIG!"

Rob stood up. "Did that black guy out in Vegas have a cock like this?"

"ROB'S COCK IS ENORMOUS!" Jessica shrieked again at me.

"Now, what do we do?" I asked her. She didn't miss a beat.

"I AM GOING TO SUCK IT!" With no hesitation, Jessica proceeded to kneel between Rob's knees and, with just her mouth, suck his tool into her gaping mouth. Her eyes remained on me. I knew she saw jealousy and envy. She also knew how hot I found her with my best friend's dick in her mouth. She became a woman on fire. I moved next to her and fingered her pussy. A wet spot pooled on the sofa beneath her.

"Out in Vegas," she looked up at Rob. "That Black kid had thirteen inches of hard black cock for me to suck and fuck. But this huge dick," she wrapped her hands around its girth, too thick to fully grasp. "You are so much bigger than I had heard." My arms reached around Jessica, and I tugged and torqued her nipples just as she liked.

She let go of Rob and leaned back on the sofa, throwing her hands above her head. As I have mentioned, Jessica has a cum fetish. She loves getting her titties soaked in hot sperm. I stood up and began stroking my dick in front of her chest. Rob did the same, adding a few slaps of his dick across her face before we stood next to each other, inches from her nipples.

"You guys want to cum all over me?" Jessica smirked. "Make those balls empty all over me at the same time," she smiled. "Here is your target!" she cupped her tits in front of us. Rob and I were quick to unload. She laughed hysterically as we erupted in unison, just as she wanted. I watched in amazement as Rob propelled several foot-long streams of spooge all over those beautiful tits of hers at the same instant I creamed her face. I was enthralled with the scene. We stroked every drop of cum onto my wife when we collapsed on the sofa.

"You two have big balls!" she mashed her hands all over her sticky chest. Several streams of sperm dripped off her chin.

"We are just getting started," I told her as I pulled her onto my chest while she threw one foot over the top of the couch. Jessica looked over her shoulder at me. "Would Rob enjoy eating some married-?" Rob stopped her in her tracks when he buried his face in her hairy snatch.

"I think he enjoys my thick bush!" she said, her breathing increasing with each lap of his giant tongue. His cock wasn't the only large organ he possessed. He lapped between Jessica's legs, starting from her backdoor and ending at her swollen nub. I hoped he hadn't forgotten what I told him about her butt.

"Are you okay being our slut?" I whispered into her ear.

"OH MY GOD!" she screeched. I kneaded her cum-coated boobs with Rob eating her out when I felt her body start to quiver.

"EAT ME!" Jessica commanded as her hips gyrated. She pulled Rob's face into her. I pulled her in for a hot, wet kiss. More moans came from her throat as our tongues danced.

"Can you feel your tummy tingling?" I asked quietly in her ear.

"OH SHIT!" Jessica squirmed as Rob ate her out to a toe-curling orgasm. To all of our dismay, she squirted all over his face. As far as I knew, this was the first time she squirted.

"I don't know where that came from, but it felt incredible!" Rob sat up, his face a wet mess. Jessica pulled his face to her tongue, licking Rob dry.

This is when the afternoon spun out of control.

Jessica stood up and extended her hand to Rob. Looking over at me, she had a nasty grin when she spoke sternly.

"I am going to take Rob into the bedroom and fuck him. This time, I am not gonna let you watch. The door will be locked."

I felt betrayed.

"There is nothing you can say to change my mind. You can stay here or go for a ride. Stand outside the door and listen to me scream for all I care. And we both know Rob is going to make me scream! But there is no way you will watch. You are not invited." she pointed at me.

" Get the picture?"

"Yes." I felt totally worthless. Rob looked down at me and shrugged his shoulders. There was nothing I could do.

I watched my wife's bountiful ass jiggle as the two walked hand-in-hand into our bedroom. "I haven't had such a huge cock since Las Vegas, so this is going to be special." She said loud enough for me to hear.

"And Rob, since I have never fucked you, expect a real workout."

Jessica turned to me in the doorway and dramatically slammed the door shut. I heard the deadbolt click, followed by some mutual laughter. I was alone, my cock hard as steel again and ready to explode.

John, the next two-hundred minutes were agony. Of course, I put my ear to the door. At one point, I heard my wife trying to speak, but I could tell her mouth was full of Rob's cock.

Our grandfather clock chimed two o'clock. John, I could only hear what was happening behind that locked door.

"FUCK ME!" Jessica screamed so many times I lost count.

"SUCH A HUGE COCK!" she screamed so often I quit counting after the tenth time.

I also quit counting how many times Rob slapped her ass. I could only imagine how bright red her bottom was.

When our clock chimed three o'clock, what I heard almost sent me into a rage.

"FUCK!" Rob bellowed. "YOUR ASSHOLE IS SO TIGHT!"

"I WANT YOUR ENTIRE COCK IN MY ASS!" Jessica shouted back. I could hear the pain in her voice as Rob unnaturally forced his python into her back door. I boiled in jealousy, envy, and anger since she never let me near her rear end. Since I couldn't have her back door, I told her countless times her ass was off limits. And countless times, she agreed.

"HARDER!" she repeatedly screamed. I knew Jessica, and she knew me. The endless screaming was not only pleasure for her but also torture to me. She made sure I heard everything Rob was doing to her.

I sat there, feeling useless and impotent. With a raging hard-on, I felt abandoned. Shame kept me from masturbating to the screams of pain and pleasure that filled our house. Never had I expected anything like this. My mind untied from its mooring. I wondered if I had let our new arrangement get out of control. This wasn't some guy off the street with Jessica. It was my best friend fucking my wife in her ass! And she made sure I knew how much she loved every inch of Rob's dong.

What could I do, John? One minute my dick was rock hard being the voyeur as I was in Vegas. Then, moments later, I went soft, withered by the evil twins of jealousy and envy. Knowing the Black kid out in Vegas somehow got his huge black dick up my wife's ass, I vowed that this would never happen again. Jessica broke her word with me and once again gave up her backdoor to a much bigger cock than mine.

My dick must have gotten hard at least a dozen times hearing my best friend fuck my wife. I wasn't allowed to watch any of her defilement as I had expected. I had betrayed myself. Penis envy filled me up as never before because her screams drove home the truth. Just like in Vegas, another man's enormous cock took my wife places I could not.

When things went silent, a calm befell me. They truly fucked the shit out of each other. In the deafening silence, I imagined Rob's arms wrapped around my exhausted wife with his dick still firmly stuffed between her cheeks. Guys as big as Rob don't go limp.

The clock read 6:47 when I heard our bedroom door open. I was groggy from a light slumber when Rob walked out and dropped himself next to me. Fingernail scratches covered his chest and shoulders. He was soaked in sweat while I watched him run his fingers through his hair. Just as he was about to succumb to sleep, he answered what I was about to ask.

"Ten times, Ron!" he said. "Ten fucking times she made me cum! I can't ever remember anything like your wife! Jessica was an absolute animal. She wouldn't stop. I blew my wad everywhere, but she wanted more. She destroyed me, man! You are the luckiest fucker in the world!"

I went into the bedroom and saw Jessica sprawled over our bed. Dead asleep, she had one arm hanging over the mattress's side. Her face was covered with numerous streaks of dried sperm. Her neck had several hickeys. Innumerable streaks of spunk went up her back. I slowly spread her legs and saw my best friend's work on her muff. His jism oozed out of her obscenely swollen pussy. Her asshole was deep red, with another stream of my friend's semen seeping out her ferociously gaped hole.

John, I couldn't help myself. Even though she was unconscious, I spread her legs further apart and plunged my dick into her cum-filled cunt. She was stretched out just as she was in Vegas. I didn't care. Nor did I care if she woke up while I rammed her as furiously as I could until I emptied my balls into her.

I was pleased to the most possible extent I could. Even though my wife never awoke, I reclaimed her.

I fell off to the side and thought about the day's events. I ruminated over what happened between the two people closest to me. I fixated on Jessica giving up her ass yet again to an enormous cock. My thoughts entered dangerous territory as I worried what these adventures we enjoyed thus far might do to our marriage. Not only what we had already done but what we wanted to do.

It was hard to grasp why I thought the way I did, but as long as we had been married, I imagined watching my wife fucking another guy. In Vegas, it became a reality for the first time. Now that Rob had conquered her, my fantasies may have become too real.

When the clock rang seven o'clock, I felt the warm embrace of sleep catch up to me, only to be shaken out of that light slumber when Jessica woke up. She looked around the room when her swollen eyes landed on mine. A broad grin across her cum-covered face greeted me as she moved over and wrapped her arms around me.

John, my wife reeked. She smelled of sweat. She smelled of cum. I could smell her ruined muff and that unmistakably musky fragrance of a thoroughly plundered ass. I kissed her gently on the forehead, feeling dried cum on my lips.

We both fell asleep until about eleven. My wife was in the shower, so I got back into my clothes. Rob must have retreated upstairs to his room.

"God, am I starving," she said, joining me in the kitchen.

She asked me to make her something to eat, so I started making a pastrami and coleslaw panini while she watched me in silence.

Seeing me glance repeatedly at her, she reached over the counter and kissed me. Like a military de-briefing, Jessica knew I had to hear every detail about her plundering, especially since it came from my best friend's enormous dong.

"Thank you!" she smiled. " Today was incredible!" She glowed in orgasmic bliss. "And fuck, does Rob know how to use his dick. He knew exactly what I wanted!"

"So, you enjoyed my best friend?"

"Yes!" Jessica gleamed. " Even more so, knowing how close you two are and knowing you always wanted him to fuck me."

"I always wanted what?" I asked her.

"Don't even go there, " she correctly observed. "You know I'm right."

"But did you always want to fuck him?" This I had to know.

"Not until I knew he was visiting. I knew you would want him to fuck me, so I did what a great wife would do. I gave you exactly what you wanted." My eyes remained fixated on her. Every word she said was processed by my perverted brain.

"Go on," I said.

"Well," she replied, continuing the debriefing. "Just like in Vegas, I didn't count how often I came. But today, when I had Rob's cock of his in my ass, I had an orgasm that lasted for an eternity before I passed out!"

My dick grew hard in my shorts. Her words stunned me. "You came from getting your ass fucked?" I have heard about women climaxing from anal sex, but John, this was all new to me. "And he made you pass out?"

"First off, this will make you jealous, maybe even angry. But listen," she said, sipping her bottled water.

"I know what I had promised you, but I came so many times. All I knew was that I had to have as much of Rob's long, fat masterpiece as possible. I knew it would hurt like hell, but of all the positions he fucked me in, and Rob fucked me every which way, he didn't butt-fuck me. Yes, you heard me screaming in pain when he began to push that monster cock in my ass. But Ronald, I wanted it."

Jessica paused and took my hands into hers. Her bright green eyes burned into mine.

"I am being completely honest when I tell you that I not only wanted it, but I needed Rob's huge cock in my ass. I wanted him to stretch me wide open. I knew it would hurt, but what I didn't know was how hard he would make me come and how long it would last." She took another sip of water. My dick strained against my shorts.

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