Friends

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Friends

Phil lined up his shot on the nine ball, stroked the cue stick, and sent the cue ball down the felt. The nine-ball hit the cushion and rolled away from the hole. Phil stepped back, “Well shit. I can’t seem to hit the hole.”

I couldn’t help but comment, “Maybe if there was a little hair around it?”

Phil fake laughed, “Ha ha buddy. Morgan doesn’t have any hair. Not like it matters.”

Steph and I have known Phil and his wife Morgan since they had started dating. They struggled to make ends meet when they first married. Steph and I knew that they were great people and if given a chance, would make the best of it. We sort of adopted them and gave them a “hand up” and we never regretted a penny of it. They paid us back as they could, and our friendship blossomed.

Steph and I are quite a bit older than Morgan and Phil and as a result Phil tends to come to me when he wants advice. He can share things with me that he can’t with anyone else and in return I offer the best insights that I can. I try very hard not to tell him what he should do, but instead I help him think the issue through so that he can decide his best way forward.

Phil’s comment concerned me. Morgan is a petite beauty and while she is a bit reserved, I find her very attractive. They are a young couple and I found it amazing that Phil would feel the need to make such a comment. Usually, couples in their first year of marriage are all over each other. Then again maybe I was misinterpreting his comment.

A few shots later I sank the eight ball. Game over, I poured us both a shot. I clanked my glass against his and toasted, “Here’s to finding the love of our lives.” Phil hesitated for a moment, then drank down the shot. OK, maybe I didn’t misunderstand. I looked at Phil seriously, “OK my friend. What’s on your mind?”

Phil hesitated for a moment. He wouldn’t look me in the eye, and I could tell he was having trouble opening up about whatever was bothering him. He finally let out a sigh. I could tell he had made up his mind about something when he looked over at me, “Mark I don’t know how to do this, so I am just going to say it. Morgan doesn’t like sex.”

You could have knocked me over with a feather. Thoughts ran through my head. Is Phil a bad lover? Does she have some medical condition? How could someone that beautiful and sexy not like sex? I poured us another shot and as I handed it to Phil, I decided to feel him out about it, “I am surprised. You are both attractive people and have been married for less than a year. Do you know why?”

Phil was obviously uncomfortable, and I was surprised and honored that he would even talk to me about such a huge issue. The level of trust he was showing me made me proud to be his friend.

After some hesitation he continued, “She was molested when she was young so now whenever sex comes up, she cringes. We still have sex occasionally, but she does it as a duty.

“The thing is that I know she loves me and wants to make me happy. I love her so much I will go the rest of my life without sex if it means keeping her. It’s just that I want sex to be part of our life too.”

I pondered his revelation for a few minutes. Finally, I mentioned the most obvious way forward, “Have you guys been to counseling?”

Phil shook his head, “We have but Morgan is so reserved that she has a hard time opening up. She refuses to go alone, and she doesn’t want to talk about what happened to her with the counselor.”

I said the only thing I could, “I am sorry. I wish I could fix this for you. Morgan needs professional help. If she won’t accept it, I don’t know what the next step is.”

Phil looked over at me, “I think I kind of do. That is if you are willing to help. ”

Of course, my response was instantaneous, “Of course. I would be glad to help.”

What he said next shocked me to my core, “I want you to make love to my wife.”

Before I go any farther it is important that I explain a few things. Phil and I share a lot of information. Information that our wives would cringe about if they knew. Information like that which he had just shared with me and information I had shared with him. Information like the fact that the first time my wife saw my cock it scared her. She had never seen one my size and she was afraid it would hurt her.

I had shared with Phil that Stephanie equated love making with me to the song “Hurts so good”. I had told him having a big cock doesn’t make you a good lover. Over the years I had dedicated myself to being not just a good lover, but a great one. I had my fair share of women before Steph and I met, and never another after. She was all I wanted or ever needed. She no longer feared my erection, she loved it.

Now my friend had asked me to bed his wife. It was an act of desperation, and I was at a loss as to what to do about it. He must have sensed my hesitation, “Look dude, I know you and Steph are happily married and I wouldn’t ask you to do something like this but I am desperate. I want Morgan to be happy and I know that she isn’t. She feels horrible about our sex life, and she is constantly depressed because she feels like she is failing me.”

My response was immediate, “What makes you think that Morgan would agree to such a thing? Not to mention my wife. I can’t imagine a scenario where Steph would allow it to happen.”

His lips turned up in a slight smile, “I can’t help but notice that you didn’t refuse outright.”

I had to smile, “Well duh! Morgan is hot young women. I would have to be brain dead not to notice how desirable she is. That doesn’t mean I am willing to put my marriage at risk. I mean seriously, how would we make it work? Even assuming our wives agreed to it, which I highly doubt, how would it work?”

Phil looked thoughtful, “I have to tell you I have been thinking about this for quite a while and I have some ideas. I guess the first thing is to get our wives on board. I know that Morgan thinks you are attractive. She has told me as much.”

I laughed sarcastically, “Her finding me attractive is flattering but a long way from sharing a bed with me.”

Phil put his hand on my shoulder, “Please Mark. Morgan and I need this. Will you talk to Steph about it? If she nixes the idea, I’ll drop it. Please tell her how important this is to us and how much we need your help.”

Wow! If Phil wasn’t such a close friend, I would have told him to forget it right then and there. Now I had to figure out how to talk to Steph about it. It wasn’t going to be a fun conversation.

Phil left the house around midnight and I made my bleary-eyed way to bed. As much as we drank, I should have passed right out but I didn’t. I laid next to my beautiful sleeping wife and stared at the ceiling. I wasn’t looking forward to the conversation we were going to have. Eventually thoughts of conversations transitioned into scattered thoughts, and I faded into sleep.

Saturday morning came and I was drinking my morning coffee in the kitchen when Steph walked in. I stood and pulled her into a hug, kissing her lightly on the lips. She smiled at me, “That was nice, but I am thinking there is something on your mind. Did something happen with Phil last night?”

Damn! Busted immediately. She can read me like a book. I sat down and took a sip of my coffee as a stall tactic before responding, “Phil and I talked last night and he has a problem that he wants my, our, help with.”

She just smiled, “You know we are always there for them. Whatever it is I am sure we can help.”

I grunted, “Don’t be so sure. I haven’t told you what the issue is.” I proceeded to tell her about Morgan’s issue with sex.

Her response wasn’t a surprise, “Oh my god! That poor woman. And she is so beautiful and sexy too!

“But I don’t understand how we are supposed to help. I would think a counselor or psychiatrist would be the answer.”

I nodded, “I suggested that myself and Phil told me they tried counseling without success. I wish it was that easy. What he wants help with is much more worrisome.”

Her forehead wrinkled with puzzlement, “Ok, spill it. What has you so nervous?”

“Well, it just so happens that I shared a bit of personal information with Phil. I told him about how scared you were of my cock when you first saw it. I also told him how much you came to like it. Now he thinks it may help Morgan get past her inhibitions about sex.”

Amazingly enough she didn’t get mad right away. She looked confused for a moment then turned to me, “What you are saying is that he wants you to sleep with Morgan?”

“Sleeping isn’t really what he is asking for. Not to put a fine point on it but he wants me to fuck his wife.”

I couldn’t read her face at all when she next spoke, “Do you want to do it?”

“It’s not a matter of want. I only want you and I am not looking for anything else. I did tell him I would talk to you about it. We talked and I can now tell him it won’t happen.”

She smiled at me, “I appreciate your loyalty to me but don’t be in a rush to tell him. Let me think about it. I’m not saying yes but I am not saying no either. It makes me sad to think she is missing such a wonderful part of a loving relationship.”

To say I was shocked is a gross understatement, “You are actually considering this?”

“Don’t tell me you wouldn’t enjoy it. Anyway, I wouldn’t even consider it if it weren’t Morgan and Phil.”

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I called Phil that morning and told him that, shockingly, Stephanie was considering his request. I made it clear that we were far from agreeing to anything. I wasn’t sure that I wanted to do it anyway. I mean, obviously if there were no consequences, I would be thrilled to make love to such a sexy woman. The thing is I suspected there would be consequences. I wasn’t willing to hurt my marriage just to help them fix theirs. Something had to be done to ensure everyone came out of the situation happy or it wasn’t going to happen.

I headed out to play a round of golf with a head full of concerns and not a little anticipation. I will admit to fantasizing a bit about Morgan. I played nine holes and gave it up as a bad idea. I couldn’t concentrate on the game, and I wasn’t helping my already hefty handicap anyway.

I guess my early departure from the golf course hadn’t been anticipated by my wife. I walked into the kitchen to find Morgan and my wife sitting at the kitchen table talking. Morgan’s face turned beet red when she saw me. I leaned down and kissed my wife on the cheek, “Golf wasn’t going well today so I quit early. I think I’ll do the mowing while I have the chance.”

I left them to their discussion. It is a good thing that I can mow without thinking about it. My mind was so full of speculation about the conversation in my kitchen I couldn’t focus on anything else. I was mildly shocked when I finished the lawn. First because it surprisingly looked good and second because I hadn’t noticed the time going by.

I went into the house and hit the shower. Thoughts of Morgan’s hot little body entered my head and my cock responded. I was ‘washing’ my cock rather aggressively when I noticed Steph moving around out of the corner of my eye. That isn’t unusual so I didn’t give it much thought although it put a stop to the cock washing. I dried off and stepped out of the shower. As I pulled open the medicine cabinet the angled mirror gave me a view of the bedroom. I saw Steph and Morgan as they turned toward the bedroom door and slipped out into the hallway. What the fuck? Were they watching me in the shower?

When I walked back into the kitchen Steph was sitting by herself. I sat down across from my beautiful wife, “So, what did you two talk about?”

Steph smiled at me, “As if you didn’t know. We had a long talk about her fears and how badly she wants to change. I cannot begin to understand how that bastard hurt Morgan. She wants so badly to be a good wife and enjoy sex with her husband. Now that I have talked with her, I am more open to the idea of you spending time with her.”

I was shocked that Steph would even consider the idea and I wasn’t so sure I was on board with it anyway. Sure, Morgan is a very attractive woman, and she embodies one of my perfect fantasy women. Standing at five feet with a petite figure and perfect little titties that are just about a handful each. She is pixie like, and I can only imagine how much fun it would be to fuck her.

The fantasy is all well and good, but the reality is that four people would be profoundly changed if the fantasy became reality. There is always the day after and in the cold light of that day I don’t want to lose my wife or ruin anyone’s marriage.

I pulled myself out of my own head and took a sip of the Coke in front of me, “I couldn’t help but notice that you two were spying on me in the bathroom. I don’t suppose that you would care to explain that?”

Steph snickered, “Morgan has only seen a few cocks in her life, and I could tell that Phil had made her curious about yours. When I offered to let her see yours her face turned as red as a ripe tomato but that didn’t stop her from nodding yes. We snuck in the bathroom and she saw you washing your cock. I suspect I know what you were thinking about. Anyway, it worked out well because she got to see you fully erect.”

Steph had my full attention, “What did she say?”

Steph looked down at the table for a moment. When her eyes returned to me, I could see the mischievous look on her face, “When we got back in the kitchen, she told me that she was glad Phil didn’t have a cock like that because the pain would be unbearable.”

My heart sunk at my wife’s revelation. So much for the idea of helping my friend. I was surprisingly disappointed that the entire plan was out the window, “Well it is probably for the best. I don’t need to worry about the morning after and all that it would entail.”

Steph waved her hand, “You didn’t let me finish. I told her that I was scared of your cock the first time I saw it, but it didn’t take me long before I loved your big cock. But that was at the end of our conversation. I need to tell you what we talked about.

“Morgan is just as concerned as Phil is and she wants to enjoy sex with him. She is willing to try nearly anything if it means that they can have a happy sex life. She is willing to try sex with you if that will help. As a matter of fact, she seems quite attracted to you.”

I was thrilled and scared, “OK. Wow! I’m not sure what to say to that.”

“There’s more dear. She also told me that Phil isn’t all that skilled as a lover. She said that if she is going to be with you then she would like me to be with Phil. She wants me to help Phil be a better lover.”

I guess I should have seen that coming. I was so caught up in the ramifications of having sex with my friend’s wife that I didn’t consider the bigger picture, “Steph, I love you and I don’t know if I want to share you.”

Steph’s gave me a look, “So, it’s OK if you have sex with another woman but it isn’t OK if I have sex with another man?”

“I don’t know if either scenario is OK honey. I am trying to wrap my head around it. I’m not worried so much about the sex as I am about what it might do to us. What happens after? I don’t want our marriage to be hurt by this.”

Steph reached out and took my hand, “Here’s what I know. I love you more than anything and that is not going to change. I trust you not to fall in love with Morgan, so you need to trust me not to fall for Phil. Secondly, they are our dear friends, and they need our help. I think we should do it. And honestly the idea gives me a thrill. You can’t tell me that it doesn’t excite you too.”

Hoisted on my own petard, “You’re right as always and I guess if you are secure enough in our marriage to do it then I am too. All I ask is that when it is over that you still love me and want to be with me.”

She smiled, “That is never going to be an issue. Since we are decided, I can finish telling you what Morgan and I worked out. This Friday Morgan will come to our house, and I will go to theirs. I will call you on Saturday and the four of us will get back together at their house. Do you agree?”

With some trepidation I responded the only way I could, “Sure.”

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Friday rolled around and my workday dragged by with each minute seeming like an hour. When it was finally over, I headed home. I walked into the house and headed to the bedroom to clean up. Steph was dressing as I walked into the bedroom. She was wearing a new sexy bra and a thong. As I watched she pulled on thigh high stockings. She looked amazing and I wanted her right then and there. I felt a twinge of jealousy that she was dressing up for someone else.

Then I thought about the fact that Morgan was probably in her bedroom dressing up for me. I had an epiphany in that moment. My wife wasn’t leaving me for another man. She was helping our friends, just like I was. If there were any chance that our marriage would be hurt neither of us would have even considered what we were about to do.

I walked over to Steph and pulled her to her feet. I kissed her deeply and when our lips parted I looked deep into her eyes, “I love you more than anything.”

She smiled up at me, “I love you too. Can we just look at this as a fun way to help our friends?”

I squeezed her tight, “I think you just hit the nail on the head. You are absolutely right. We are helping our friends and hopefully everyone will enjoy the experience. Having said that I realize how sensitive Morgan’s situation is. I feel an obligation to help her and at the same time I am apprehensive about letting her down. What if I just make things worse for her?”

Steph put her arms around my neck and kissed me. She then looked deep into my eyes, “You sir are a wonderful lover. There is no way in this world that you will let her down. Just do what you do, and she will be more than fine.”

Half an hour later Steph was out the door and I was left sitting on the couch waiting. I thought the day had been slow but now the clock hands refused to move. It was like I was stuck in time while I waited for Morgan to show. I kept thinking ‘What if she doesn’t show? Will Steph still have sex with Phil while I just sit here? What should I do if that happens? Should I just stay home and wait or go to their house to see what is going on?’

All the thoughts swirling in my head must have sped up the clock a bit because I was pulled from my negative thoughts by the doorbell. I walked to the front door and opened it. Morgan stood before me, and she looked amazing. Her nerves were evident as she walked inside. I hugged her and could feel her body shaking.

I stepped back from the hug and held both her hands while I looked at her, “You look amazing.”

She blushed and her trembling gradually diminished. I could tell that I needed to take things slow with her. I had to get her relaxed before we did anything intimate. That was fine with me. We had plenty of time and I wasn’t in a rush. This wasn’t about me and my wants anyway. I wanted this to be a wonderful experience for her.

To say I was shocked would be an understatement when Morgan’s best friend Deidra came walking up the sidewalk and in the door. I looked at Morgan and raised my eyebrows in question.

Morgan turned to Deidra, “Can you give us a moment?”

Deidra smiled at us both, “Sure. I’ll just sit in the living room while you two talk.”

She walked away and Morgan turned to me, “I know this isn’t exactly what we agreed to, but please understand that I have issues being alone with a man and I feel so much safer with Deidra here. I promise she won’t interfere with anything. I hope you understand. Please tell me it’s OK for her to be here. Please?”

Normally I would have been upset that she didn’t trust me to be alone with her. This wasn’t normal. Morgan had been through a hellish experience, and it had impacted her sex life ever since. I wasn’t sure how the mechanics of what we had planned would work with Deidra along for the ride but that was a detail for later. Right now, Morgan needed my approval, “It’s fine Morgan. Of course, Deidra is welcome. Let’s have a drink then go out to dinner. Does that sound good to you?”

I could see the weight leave Morgan’s shoulders. She stood straighter and much more relaxed as she nodded her agreement. I served us all a drink and she actually smiled during our conversation over the drinks.

We left the house a bit later and it wasn’t difficult to change the reservation to three. Dinner was relaxed and I managed to get both women laughing throughout most of dinner. I know that laughter is truly the best medicine. It’s hard to dwell on bad things when you are laughing.

When dinner was over, I could see Morgan begin to tense up again. I kept the conversation as light as possible on the way home. I made sure that Deidra was included in the conversation. We talked about mundane things although I am sure the reason for the evening was foremost in all our minds.

Once back in the house I put on some soft music and we had another drink. Morgan is a petite woman and alcohol affects her rather rapidly. The last thing I wanted to do was get her drunk. My goal was to get her relaxed and I could tell I was succeeding. Our conversation flowed easily and I decided to move things along a little.

I took Morgan’s hand and pulled her close as I began dancing with her. My hands lightly rubbed her back as we danced to the romantic rhythm of the music. She gradually relaxed and her head finally rested on my shoulder. The feel of her body against mine was erotic as hell and I fought against my rising erection. Soon enough the song was over and I felt a tap on my shoulder.

Deidra stood next to me, “My turn.”

Fine with me. I released Morgan and the next thing I knew Deidra was in my arms. Deidra is a few inches taller than Morgan and is a bit fuller figured. Her breasts are substantially bigger and the pressed against my chest in a very nice way. I was confused about Deidra’s role in all of this, but I decided to just roll with it. My cock was happy with what we were doing, and it was rising whether I wanted it to or not. Deidra seemed fine with that because she continued to rub her belly up against it.

Soon enough the song was over and it was Morgan’s turn again in my arms. This time as I held her close, I gave her light kisses on her forehead and cheeks. As the song progressed, she looked up at me and I ventured a kiss on her lips. She responded hesitatingly until I ran my tongue lightly over her lips. When our lips finally touched in a full kiss she quietly sighed and fully engaged in it. Her lips parted and I licked her inner lip as my tongue entered her mouth. I felt her tongue touch mine and the next thing I knew we were kissing passionately. Our lips didn’t part until the song was over.

Deidra stepped back in and within seconds of the song starting she looked up at me, “I hope that you are going to kiss me like you just kissed her.” Lost in the moment I gave no thought to what my wife would think. I just kissed her. She was way less passive than Morgan. Her tongue entered my mouth and she ground her hips against my erection. She left no doubt in my mind that she was planning to be an active participant in whatever happened next.

I wasn’t sure that how to make the back and forth between the two women work. I decided that Morgan was my primary goal. Deidra was there to support her friend and I was sure she would understand if I gave Morgan my undivided attention from this point forward.

I separated from Deidra and pulled Morgan back into my arms. This time I kissed her immediately. When we finally came up for air, I began to kiss her neck and lightly nip her ear. The goose bumps on her arms told me I was on the right track. When I returned to the kiss, she returned it with passion. My hands slid down her back and across her cute little ass. As the kiss progressed, I squeezed her ass and pulled her against my now raging erection. I whispered, “You have no idea how much I want you. You are so beautiful and sexy.”

My tongue and lips alternated as I moved down her neck. I slid the strap of her dress of one shoulder and kissed across it. I went back to her lips before moving to the other shoulder. With both straps now off her shoulders I kissed down her chest. My tongue licking across the exposed tops of her breasts. One hand cupped her ass as the other came up and lightly squeezed her breast. My thumb brushed across her nipple as it pressed against the thin cloth of her dress.

I pulled down the top of her dress exposing her nearly transparent silk bra. She pulled her arms free of the dress then wrapped them around my neck, pulling my head toward her breasts. My tongue licked her nipples through the silk and she sighed in arousal. My hands went to the dress and pulled it downward until it slid down her legs and onto the floor. As she stepped out of it her hands reached for the buttons on my shirt. She unbuttoned my shirt as our lips met again in a passionate kiss.

I stepped back for a moment to finish removing my shirt and I looked at Morgan standing in front of me in just bra and thong. She looked beyond sexy and there was no doubt I wanted her. I looked into her eyes as I tossed my shirt to the side, “You look amazing and so sexy.”

She smiled and I moved in to kiss her again. Moments later my hands unclasped her bra and she let it fall to the floor. I cupped her pert breasts in my hands and kissed them. My tongue licked around each nipple, teasingly close. Her nipples hardened and I flicked them with my tongue before sucking them one at a time into my mouth.

Her hands fussed with my pants, unhooking my belt and unzipping them. As they fell to the floor her hand reached out and grasped my erection through my boxer briefs. The sensation of her small hand caressing my cock through the cloth had me harder than Chinese arithmetic. I could tell that she was very curious about my cock.

I slipped my hand into her thong and ran my fingers down her labia. The wetness I found assured me that things were going well so far. I moved her back to the couch and leaned her back on it. Reaching down, I pulled her thong down her legs and dropped it on the floor with her other clothes. I kissed my way up her soft thighs on a mission to taste her. My tongue teased her labia before I licked her from the bottom up to her clit. I sucked her clit into my mouth and lightly flicked it with my tongue. Her legs came up and her thighs trapped my head between her legs. That was fine with me because I was right where I wanted to be. I set my tongue free to explore her sweet pussy.

I began to rub circles around her entrance with my finger as my tongue continued to play around her clit. Her hip movements told me that she wanted more, and I was glad to oblige. I inserted my finger slowly into her tight little pussy and rubbed her g-spot. My tongue began to flick her clit while my finger did its work and soon, she was grinding her pelvis against my face. Suddenly her hips bucked and she came against my face. My mouth was covered in her wetness, and I was very pleased with the results so far.

I rubbed the wetness from my face as I moved up her body. Our mouths met hungrily and her hand reached down, grabbing my cock and pulled. It was time to take things to the next level. I stood long enough to drop my briefs to the floor. I heard a gasp and looked over at Deidra. She was staring at my cock with a look of surprise on her face. Sometime while Morgan and I had been getting better acquainted she had managed to lose her clothes. She sat naked in the recliner, her hand playing with her pussy.

I chose to ignore her for the moment. I was on a mission to change Morgan’s life and couldn’t be distracted from that. I pulled Morgan to her feet, picked her up, and carried her to the bedroom. I laid her softly on the bed and joined her there. Once I laid down next to her Morgan again grabbed my cock and began to slowly pump it. She looked up at me shyly, “I’ve never seen one this big. I like playing with it.”

My response was obvious, “Please feel free.”

She slid down the bed so that she was close to it, “Do you mind if I suck on it a little bit?”

“I have no problem with that at all.”

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Deidra approaching. She sat down on the edge of the bed and watched as Morgan took the head into her mouth. Morgan’s mouth was way too small to take more than half of my cock into her mouth. I will give her credit; she went after it like a trooper. I let her play for a while then pulled her up and kissed her hard. I rolled between her legs and took my cock in hand. I ran it up and down her labia, teasing her clit and her entrance. She squirmed below me in need and I slid the head of my cock into her entrance. She was very tight, and I knew that I needed to take things slowly.

Inch my inch I pressed forward, pausing often to let her vagina adjust. When I felt my cock touching her cervix I stopped moving. I kissed her passionately while my cock pulsed within her. She was making the most amazingly sweet noises. I knew that not only was she not hurting but that she was enjoying things so far. I began to slowly move my cock back until just the head was inside her before slowly sliding back in. I continued at that slow pace for a few minutes. Her sweet little pussy was adjusting admirably to my intrusion. It wasn’t long before her legs wrapped around my waist and she began talking, “Faster baby. I need you to fuck me now please.”

More than happy to oblige I picked up the pace a bit. Not fast but definitely not slow and keeping mindful of her delicate cervix, I long stroked into her. Soon enough her hips began to rise in rhythm with my thrusts until our groins were smacking against each other. It wasn’t long before she began to moan louder and louder. Her hands grabbed my biceps squeezing hard, her head tilted back, and her face clenched as her orgasm washed over her.

She quivered under me as her orgasm had its way with her. I stopped moving with my cock as deep as she could take it and began to flex it. Her back arched as she orgasmed again. She lay panting below me, not exactly in this world. I leaned down and kissed her eyelids and her lips. She smiled up at me and I slowly pulled my cock from her pussy.

She frowned up at me, “Where are you going?”

I smiled, “We aren’t done yet. It’s your turn on top.”

She looked a little confused, “I’ve never done it that way before.”

I guided her onto my chest and her legs straddled me, “Trust me, you will like it.”

Being the trooper that she is she managed to get my cock at her entrance and slowly sat down on it. She leaned forward and kissed me hard as her pelvis began to move as nature intended. It didn’t take her long to get the hang of it, or to realize how much fun the position was. She leaned back and began to grind on my cock. That was the moment I found another pussy coming down on my mouth. I had forgotten all about Deidra but she hadn’t forgotten us.

I decided not to be a party pooper and put my tongue to work on Deidra. She has a very nice little pussy as well and it was fun making her cum on my face. While my tongue was busy Morgan managed to have another orgasm. Apparently, the girls were communicating because Morgan slipped off my cock and Deidra moved off my face and quickly replaced her. I can’t say I minded at all.

Deidra must have really gotten worked up watching us because it was a matter of moments before she was bucking and cumming on my cock. I rolled her over onto her back and began to long stroke into her until I brought her to her second orgasm. By this point I was very close to cumming myself. I kissed Deidra hard and pulled out of her. I wanted to cum in Morgan and I think she knew that because she was lying next to Deidra with her legs spread and her arms open.

I sank back into Morgan’s tight little pussy and she looked up at me, “Give it to me hard. I want you to cum in me.”

I did just what she asked and when I finally reached the pinnacle, she was right there with me. I came so hard my entire body clenched. Her whimpers of joy made me cum that much harder. We kissed after that until my cock began to shrink and I slipped out of her. She walked to the bathroom as I laid down on the bed drowsing in the afterglow. Deidre snuggled up to me and kissed me for a while as we waited for Morgan to return.

The three of us spent the night in joyful lovemaking. I wouldn’t have believed how hard I stayed and how many times I managed to cum that night. It was a once in a lifetime experience and I loved every second of it. In the morning Morgan and I showered together and made love one final time in the shower. When we were done, she held me tightly in the shower. She cried a little and I was worried until she looked up at me and smiled, “Thank you so very much. I will never forget this.”

I held her close and kissed her hard, “I will never forget this either. Now it’s time for you to go home and ride your husband like you rode me.”

She grinned, “I plan to, but it might be tomorrow. I am a bit sore today.”

Steph called and Morgan drove us to her house. As soon as she saw her husband she ran into his arms. My wife was standing there, and I gathered her into my arms and kissed the shit out of her. When our lips parted I looked at her and smiled, “I think things went well although I wasn’t expecting Deidre to be there. How did things go for you?”

My beautiful wife smiled up at me, “Things went amazingly well. I ended up pleasantly surprised that Deidra’s husband Bill was here.”

I laughed, “I bet it was a surprise and I can’t wait to hear about it. How about we leave these folks alone and head home?”

She smiled, “Sounds good. Let’s say our goodbyes first.”

It didn’t take long. Phil gave my wife a big hug and a nice kiss and shortly thereafter Bill did as well. Not to be outdone Deidra kissed me hard and I was beginning to wonder if she was ever going to quit when she finally let me go. The goodbye kiss from Morgan was sweet and loving.

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We were sitting at our kitchen table and I had just described the night before to Steph. Now it was her turn to tell me about her night.

“Phil met me at the door and gave me a sweet kiss on the lips. You can imagine my surprise when we walked into the living room and Bill was sitting there. I almost left but I decided that Morgan still needed our help, and I didn’t want to ruin that. And besides, it wasn’t like anyone was going to force me to do something I didn’t want to do. I figured we would just hang out and eventually Bill would leave so that Phil and I could get down to business.

“Imagine my surprise when Bill accompanied us to dinner. I got over it pretty quick because he is a genuinely nice guy and actually pretty funny. Dinner ended up being a blast and we decided to go clubbing for a little while. It was so cute watching them. A couple of different guys came up and tried to hit on me. When they did the Bill would stand close on one side of me while Phil would stand on the other side. Bill would then inform the guy that I was with them in no uncertain terms.

“It turned me on so much. Two young studs jealously defending their woman. The next thing I know we are swapping kisses in the booth. We decided that maybe we should go back to the house before we got into trouble.”

“It’s weird you know. Normally I would never consider behaving like that with anyone other than you. Last night I had a hall pass. Though it was for the best of reasons, it was still a once in a lifetime hall pass. The idea of it aroused me and lowered my inhibitions. Hell, my inhibitions eventually disappeared.

“When we got back to the house we stood in the hallway for a long while as they took turns kissing me. I was ready to fuck before we ever got to the living room. Eventually we did get there and that is when the guys proposed a game of strip poker. Sounded good to me. If it got us all naked then I was all for it. By that point they didn’t really need the cards. If they had asked, I would have undressed in the hallway.

“It was just as well. I needed to slow down a bit and remember what I was there for. Anyway, not to bore you with the details, the strip poker went the way you would expect. We were all naked and the guys were suddenly getting shy about the next step. I decided for them when I grabbed both their cocks and began to slowly stroke them. Neither of them is hung like you but their cocks are just fine!

“Anyway, I leaned over and took Phil’s cock in my mouth. You should have heard him groan! I gave him a nice slow blow job while Bill watched. That made me hot as hell, knowing he was watching and wanting me to do it to him too. So, I did. I took Bill into my mouth and sucked his cock. When I pulled away both were rock hard. I decided I was going to make them both cum for me.

“I had them stand next to each other and I went back to work. It’s fun to deep throat a cock, something I can’t do with your monster. Anyway, Phil was the first to cum and I swallowed his load like the cream it is. Bill didn’t take much longer before he dumped his load down my throat. Honey, I have to tell you I was beyond aroused at this point.

“I was very proud of them when they kissed me. The taste of their cum was still fresh in my mouth. I decided to put those nice tongues to work. The guys had lost any shyness they had. Each of them adopted a tit and while one kissed me the other would lick and play with his adopted tit. It turned me on even more having two mouths on my body. We decided at some point to move to the bedroom.

“I laid down in the middle of the bed and the guys laid down on either side of me. It thrilled me to have two young good-looking guys with raging erections lusting over me. They continued their tit play but their hands were wandering southward. Their hands rubbed my thighs and their fingers would run over my pussy on the way up. Finally, one of them began to caress my pussy. It wasn’t long before Phil’s finger entered my pussy while Bill played with my clit.

“Bill was the first to slide down the bed and move between my legs. He buried his face in my crotch and went to town. Not so great at it at first but with some guidance I got him on the right path. He’s a good little cunt licker now. Anyway, he made me cum on his face then swapped places with Phil. Phil was close to being good and with just a little direction he got so much better.

“So, the guys ate my pussy and made me cum twice. Normally I would be done after that but nope, not last night. I was still raring to go, and I wanted one of those young cocks in me. They had both recovered nicely from their earlier orgasms. I pulled Phil up and kissed him. I looked into his eyes and said, ‘I want you to fuck me’. Phil’s technique needed a little work and I talked him through how to fuck a woman. It was really fun. Phil did everything I asked him with pleasure.

“It wasn’t long before Bill wanted me to help him too. For a while they took turns fucking me intermixed with directions from me. Once the guys got the gist of it, I stopped them and said, ‘enough training let’s have fun’. And we did. I would suck Bill while Phil fucked me, then switch. They made me cum so much I lost track. They filled me up with their cum.

“At some point we all fell asleep. I woke up around two in the morning as both guys were playing with me. That led to another round of fucking. Those two wore me out. I think both of their wives will be pleased with what they learned. I know I was pleased while teaching it!

“So now we are home after both of us had an exceptional night and you know what?”

I smiled at her, “What?”

“I love you with all my heart and that won’t change.”

I pulled her close and kissed her, “I love you too.”

We sat in silence for a moment, then both of us started to speak. I waived for her to go first. She smiled coyly at me, “I don’t suppose we will ever do that again.”