The next evening my slut wife Jennifer was lounging in just a thong on the sofa, as I worked alone at the
computer. Jennifer was reading some kind of a story, an erotic story no doubt, and I kept stealing glances at her, I don't know
when my little slut wife's tits had ever looked so fine. But, she was evidently waiting for Mark to come home, and I kept my place, not disturbing her.
Mark had been posing nude that evening for an art class, and there was
usually some serious flirting going on with some of the female students, so when he got home he was
often pretty horny. On this night settled in beside my slut wife almost immediately. Of course, it wasn't like the first time they had fucked or anything, and Mark by now had grown very comfortable with using and fucking my slut right in front of me, so I should have guessed where this
story would all eventually lead.
Mark and Jennifer were kissing on the couch, long slow kisses with the lights dimmed, while I tried to work quietly without noticing too much. The sight of my slut wife in long, deep slow kisses sitting half naked beside Mark had me hard as a rock, and watching him tweak her sexy nipples into bullet hard rocks had a major stiff bulge in my pants.
Mark, however, wasn't as hard. Apparently, although he didn't say anything at the time,
the story was one of the girls gave Mark a blowjob after class, and his cock was fairly
satisfied, and while it was growing firm, it lacked that rock hard lust he usually had for my sexy wife.
The two of them kept playing, and before long both were entirely naked, their hands slowly all over each other on the sofa, my little Jennifer from time to time slipping onto Mark's lap, playing with his cock, and slipping off to suck his cock occasionally.
I watched unnoticed, or so I thought, when Mark suddenly motioned me over. "A little help here," he beckoned.
I stood beside the two of them on the sofa; Jennifer's pussy all slick and wet, and Mark's cock half erect and slippery with the fluids from her mouth.
"Pump this a little for me, will ya?" asked Mark casually, and then he began kissing my wife again as they sat next to each other on the sofa.
I hesitated, then knelt down and looked at his cock.
A ripple of nervous excitement ran through me, and more than a little fear. I'd never touched another man's cock before, but here was one, a big one, half erect right in front of me, and Mark wanted
me to stroke it hard so he could fuck my slut wife with his cock.
"No big deal," I thought to myself, "I've played with my own cock enough, I should be able to get his hard for him."
I reached out, and let my fingers close around his slippery cock. To be honest, it didn't feel all that different from my own; a little thicker and longer sure, but this was territory I knew well.
I began to stroke Mark's cock as he kissed my wife, his hands playing with her softly moving tits.
Mark gave a little moan as I pumped his cock, and he and my wife never broke their long deep kissing. I felt Mark's cock move and stiffen under my touch, and I kept stroking it, feeling his cock grow even harder, until it reached a rock hard stiffness.
I couldn't believe what I was doing, but obviously I was doing it right, because Mark's big cock stood up erect and proud, ready to thrust into my slut wife's more than ready pussy.
to be continued
Posted: Thursday 20th July 2006, 12:16 PM
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