Sharing

It is true that men are jealous by default, or over protective of stuff they consider theirs. Like their cars, their wives… it’s just animal instinct. I would not consider it a fault, but something that certain people should learn how to put down sometimes.

I am a happily married man, I have been married for 4 years now, and me and my wife are very happy together, with no children yet. My wife’s name is Taylor, and she is a beauty. With long black hair, beautiful green eyes, a big booty and good hands, she keeps me pleased and also loved. I love my wife.

Then we have our neighbors, the Thompsons, who have been married for almost as long as me and Taylor have been. They live just right next to us, and we are close friends. The man of the house, Oscar, is a very close friend of mine. We share stuff like our shirts, BBQ tools, mailbox… And even our wives.

Oscar is a hard-working man. His wife, Stella, is very good friends with Taylor, and they spend a lot of time together. Whether it be baking something, going grocery shopping together, cleaning the house or washing clothes together, they are as tight as Oscar and I are. They have no problem in swapping husbands every now and then. And I feel lucky for that, since Stella is such a hottie.

She is blonde, naturally. She has big boobs, plump lips and killer eyes that look astonishing when she is busy sucking cock. She has told me multiple times that I have a bigger cock than Oscar, but I haven’t confirmed that myself. I just believe her. Tonight will be a wife exchange night, where I will go to Oscar’s house to fuck Stella and he will come to my house to fuck Taylor, like good neighbors.

The day went by like any other, slowly and boring, having to go to work was starting to become a chore itself now. Maybe I was in need of a vacation. But, the anticipation to go back home to the treat that was waiting for me was enough to keep me pumped through the day.

Soon enough, I could clock out of work and then went back home, but not my house. I parked in front of my neighbor’s house and stepped down my car there, then went into the house with the spare keys I had as if I lived there. I walked in to a surprised Stella serving dinner, and we soon sat down to eat normally, as if she was my one and only wife.

She was a good cook. We had dinner and talked, being seductive at the same time. Stella kept sucking her fingers as she ate, not in a gross way but sensually.  We both knew exactly why we were having dinner together; and it has been a while since the last time. By the moment we finished eating, I could do nothing but wonder what was my real wife up to with my friend and Stella’s husband. I also wondered if Stella wad imagining what they were up to as well. It was a bit arousing to think of.

After cleaning up the table and the dishes, we went to the bedroom as if we had been a couple since day one. I laid down on bed, with my work clothes still on, and Stella slowly undressed before me, stripping down to her silky underwear.

She then cat walked slowly and seductively to my side of the bed, then bent down just on the side of bed, and put her hand on my chest, then moved it down. In moments, she grabbed hold of my cock and massaged it for a bit. Then, she unzipped my trousers and took it out, getting busy sucking my already hard cock. While she did so, I slowly took of my shirt, swallowed in the pleasure Stella was making me feel. Oddly enough, she was better than my wife at oral sex.

Then, suddenly, to break the silence she said something that turned me on more than her hard nipples being visible under her silky bra; “your cock is bigger than my husband’s. I forgot” she said, then continued to deepthroat me. “I can work it well” I said, then picked her face up to kiss her.

After a few moments of passionate kissing, I held her up to the bed then undid her bra, and slid my hand down to her pussy, and started fingering her. To my surprise, she was already wet when my fingers got there. With my free hand, I undid my belt then I took of my pants. She laid down in bed in front of me, her legs spread open and a wet spot visible on her panties. I took them off then dove my face to her pussy, quickly licking it and absorbing all her oozing juices.

After a few minutes, I stood up and got her close to my pelvis, then went into her with my cock In a quick motion, and started to thrust into her with force. She was wetter than I remember, but it was sure pleasurably to rediscover each other bodies and indulge ourselves in it. As soon as I pulled out, she let out a generous gush out that went up to my face. “It’s been so long since I last came like that” she said, then went on to suck my cock quickly, jerking it off as she did.

After a few moments, I came a large load into her face, and she swallowed whatever did not slip out of her gagging mouth. “It’s been awhile since I last came like that” I said in a slightly mocking tone, panting. “Then we should get together more often” she joked, then laid back in bed. “I agree” I said, then laid down next to her.

After a few minutes of silence, I broke it by asking her what she thinks our real wife and husband are up to. “He lasts long but he’s not as good, not as fit” she said, then smiled. “But he’s very passionate” she added. “well, It’s not like I will fuck him” I told her, and she laughed. “Don’t worry, I will tell him how you are in bed as well. Maybe he’ll get cusiority. Are you up for group sex?” She asked with a smirk on her face.

“Sounds interesting” I confessed. “So you want to see your wife being fucked by someone else?” She asked playfully. I thought to myself, no, that would not be great to watch, but I was still aroused by the idea, as noticed by my dick Which was getting hard again. “Maybe some other day” I said.