I helped my friend bathe her husband

‘m a very close friend of a couple. Close enough to be together every weekend, travel together…

Unfortunately, this couple’s man ended up getting hurt at work. He works in the heavy. Always moving and lifting weights. It turned out that on a working day, he locked his back violently.

He was taken to the hospital and medicated for pain. I would be fine soon, but I was having a lot of trouble getting around alone. The doctors helped his wife put him in the car back home. However, when she got there, she was my friend alone to deal with him.

He’s heavy. You have a huge body. Of those men who are not fat, but are strong. Broad shoulders and chest, tall (+/- 1.80) and dark. A real man.

She’s short. It must be less than 1.60. If a lot, it weighs 60 kg. I couldn’t drag that man alone for a long time.

She’s new in town, she doesn’t know many people besides me. That’s why he ended up calling me to try to help him.

When I got there, he was lying on the couch. Apparently he already had the pain under control, but he still didn’t move easily.

Time passed and my friend said he needed to take a shower. She was still dirty from work and the hospital. She didn’t ask directly, but silently begged for help. Said the famous “I don’t even know how I’m going to bathe him alone. I can’t with him.”

I offered help. It sounded strange, but it was what it was. And there we were. She convinced him and we dragged him to the bathroom. What a heavy man. The two of us, one on each side, and it was almost not enough.

In the bathroom there was already a chair waiting for him, but we still needed to take off his clothes.

For common sense, I left this part for her. She started with the shirt. It revealed a hairy and strong chest. It exhaled the smell of a man.

Then she went to the pants. Then came the legs as hairy as and as strong.

We took him towards the chair and sat him down. There my friend took off his underwear. A thick cock jumped out. A brunette and hairy cock. I would say that there by your 13cm soft. Obviously she was also hairy, but not to the point of being disgusting. That man exhaled testosterone.

I tried to concentrate and not look too much so as not to make my friend jealous, but what a hot man.

We started bathing him. First we wash our backs, very calmly so as not to make the situation worse. He moaned a little, until then it was normal. I thought it was from pain.

But when we leaned his back against the chair, we saw that the moans had another reason. His thick cock was cracking hard.

My friend was in shock. He had his head down, but you could see that he was ashamed. No one said a word.

I was fighting against myself for the desire to fall on my mouth or at least touch that huge cock. Resist.

My friend came down to wash her legs and I was on top washing my shoulders and breasts. That man was pure muscle, but he looked like a helpless person fighting against his own horniness.

Even with back pain, he couldn’t resist. When his wife started washing his crotch, he started panting and soon came. That man couldn’t stand six minutes of showering.

This time she said something “baby, what happened?”

He almost begged for an apology. I said that everything was fine and that it was normal. We finished that bath, dried him and put him to bed. She helped him get dressed this time.

I stayed in the living room trying to forget what happened. When she came to talk, she apologized a thousand times again. I said everything was fine.

A few more minutes passed and the weather was still strange, so I decided to go. I asked if she needed anything else and left the house after she said no.

I got into my car exploding with horniness for everything that had happened. I had no concentration to drive properly. That’s why I put the car in a more empty place on the street and started touching myself right there.

I touched myself thinking about that hot cock I had seen, but I couldn’t touch it. In my imagination he used me as he wanted with that wonder. I imagined myself swallowing all that while my friend looked.

I rubbed my clitoris hard while imagining that man treating me like a little whore.

It didn’t take long and I came. I’m glad the windows were closed, otherwise someone could have heard me moaning thinking about my friend’s husband’s cock.