Supper Club Sex Club Ch. 01

“Do you guys want to come inside for a little bit?” asked Julia, swaying slightly as she spoke. We were standing in front of Julia and Erik’s house unpacking our gifts from their car as snow fell silently around us. Supper club, our monthly night to escape the kids event, had been holiday-themed, with naughty and nice white elephant gifts being distributed to all, and we had come home with our usual weird array of prizes: a pair of sex dice, a light up vibrator and an avocado peeler. Both Julia and Erik had been drinking way more than usual and Erik had thrown up a couple of times on the drive back. Figuring they were destined to wake up with colossal hangovers and worried about the snow, I thought it would probably be best not to go in. My wife Abby, on the other hand, didn’t see it that way.

“Absolutely!” she exclaimed, a bit more cheery than one would expect at such a late hour. Leaving me to finish putting the gifts into our truck, she slid her arm around Erik’s waist and guided him up the stairs to the front door. It was ridiculous to think she was helping him at all as Erik was my size, around 6’2″ and 200 pounds, and would absolutely crush my petite little red headed wife if he stumbled and fell over. Resigned to the fact that we’d be staying, I let out a long breath, locked up and turned to go inside. I was surprised to find Julia standing in the snow, staring at me.

“Are you alright?” I asked.

“You don’t want to come in, do you?” she said, putting on a pouty face as she said it. Julia was a striking woman and the pouty face came off as more sexy than cute. At 5’7″, she was about four inches taller than Abby and her abundant blond hair, athletic body, pale skin and cyan eyes made her look like something straight out of Norse mythology. Shaking my head, I walked over to her.

“I just don’t think Erik is going to be very pleased to continue the party. He seems a little done in and you…” 

She stumbled as her heels slipped in the snow and I reached out, catching her before she could crash all the way to the ground. She chortled and held on to my shoulders as she steadied herself.

“And you,” I continued with a smile, “have probably had more than enough for one night.”

She looked up at me and her eyes focused on mine. There was an intensity there that I’d never seen from her before and the drunkenness of a moment ago cleared.

“Just come inside,” she said. “I’ll make it worth your while”. A little smile creased her face as she waited for my response. I was dumbstruck. Not wanting to let my mind go where, invariably, the mind of every man goes when looking at a beautiful woman, I tried to think of some innocent meaning behind her words. Surely she couldn’t be suggesting what my little brain was hoping she was suggesting, right? I had always had a thing for Julia and the way she was dressed tonight had made staying focused at supper club difficult. Wearing a simple capped sleeved black dress with a plunging neckline, black tights, four-inch heels and a choker, she looked designed to be my perfect fantasy girl and my little friend was showing his approval. As I struggled to respond, Julia leaned in closer to me, her mouth next to my ear, and whispered the words that would change the course things for both of us.

“I’m going to suck you off and make you cum like you’ve never cum before,” she said as her hand drifted down to my now swelling cock and gave it a squeeze. “See you inside.” Letting go and patting me on the cheek, she sauntered up the front steps and into the house, the clinging of her dress accentuating the curves of her amazing ass.

It seemed like everything had stopped. I no longer saw the falling snow or felt the cold. All that existed in my world was the thudding of my heart, the pulsing in my crotch and Julia’s words on an endless loop in my brain: ‘I’m going to suck you off. I’m going to make you cum. I’m going to suck you off. I’m going to make you cum’. 

“Holy shit,” I said to myself, shaking my head in disbelief. And then my big brain rebooted and all that had just transpired was thrown into a new light. My eyes widened, my cock deflated and the euphoric feeling I’d been feeling evaporated.

“HOLY SHIT!”

I wish I could pretend that I’m that cool customer who always knows just what to say, the guy who jumps at any opportunity to bed the next beautiful woman who shows the least bit of interest in him, but I can’t. No, I’m the wuss who constantly fantasizes about what I’d like to do but feels nauseous as soon as the possibility of being unfaithful presents itself. All talk and no action. It has been a running joke with Abby and me for years. She has gotten into the habit of pointing out hot women when we’re out and asking me what I would like to do to them. She’s even encouraged me to tell her who in our group I’m attracted to, making a point to bring them up when we’re having sex and asking me what I would do if they were in bed with us at that moment. Julia had always been part of those fun fantasy sessions but now…now things were a little too real.

Gathering myself, I quickly walked up the stairs and into the house. Julia was taking Erik upstairs when I walked in and called down to us, “Head down to the basement and make yourselves some drinks. I’ll be down as soon as I get Erik situated”. Seeing a chance to extricate us from a very awkward situation, I rushed over to Abby and started pulling her toward the door.

“Come on. We’ve got to get out of here.” 

“Why?” she asked, pulling her arm from my grip.

“Because I don’t think it’s a good idea to hang around. Julia’s obviously had way too much to drink and we shouldn’t encourage her to continue. Let’s just go. She’ll understand when she sees we’ve gone and put herself to bed where she belongs.”

Abby gave me her classic raised eyebrow, pursed lip ‘what the fuck is going on’ look and waited for me to spill my guts. Hesitant to say anything that would ruin her friendship with Julia, I feebly said, “Just trust me.”

“Not good enough,” she said. “What the fuck are you freaking out about?”

“Jesus, Abby, why can’t you just trust me?” When she refused to budge, I blew out an exasperated breath and said, “She made a pass at me, okay? She’s drunk and she said some things and I don’t think we should hang around and wait for her to embarrass herself some more. Satisfied?!”

Abby’s face morphed into an incredulous grin and she began laughing. “She made a pass at you? What, are we in the 1930’s? Who says that shit anymore?” Grabbing my elbow, she started to pull me toward that basement. This time it was my turn to pull away.

“Hey, did you not hear what I just said? She made a pass, came on to me, whatever you want to call it. Doesn’t that bother you?”

“And what exactly did she say?”

“She said…” the words stuck in my mouth as I still couldn’t believe what had happened. “She said…” Abby rolled her eyes impatiently and crossed her arms. “She said she wants to suck my cock until I explode!” I finally blurted out. “Does that sound like something you should be worried about?”

Abby stood stone-faced for a beat before stepping closer to me and, in a low voice, said, “And you want to run away from an offer like that? I’m surprised at you Ben.”

“This is not a joke, Abby,” I whispered, looking down at her. “She said it and I think she was serious. In her current state, there’s no telling what she might say or do and I don’t want her to wake up tomorrow morning feeling embarrassed and humiliated and afraid to face us. It’s better if we go and avoid further awkwardness. Please, Abby, before she comes down.”

Abby reached up and stroked my cheeks. She was smiling, but her eyes were watery and she looked like she might cry.

“I was right when I picked you, Ben. You are a good and decent man and you always do the right thing.” She stood on her toes and gave me a deep, passionate kiss. “I love you so much. You make me so happy. I’m so happy right now.”

I held her hips and leaned into her face, rubbing noses with her. “I love you too, Abs, and I feel lucky to have found you. I don’t want anything to ever screw that up.”

“You are lucky,” she said, giving me another deep kiss. “And you’re going to feel a lot luckier tonight. Now tell me that I’m the best wife ever.”

“You’re the best wife a man could ever wish for.”

“Embellishment, I like it,” she said as she grabbed my hand and turned again toward the basement. “You passed the test with flying colors young man and now you’re going to get your prize.” To say I was confused would be an understatement, but I dutifully followed her down the stairs into the basement.

Julia & Erik were total overachievers and DIY fanatics. They had renovated most of their house over the years and the basement was their latest achievement. Large enough to comfortably hold 30-40 people, it was a study in minimalist charm. Decorated mostly in white with a thick carpet, a large, high backed sectional couch and coffee table, they had installed a full bath, wet bar and entertainment center without compromising the wide open feeling of the room. Two center support posts encased in dry wall were the only things to break up the flow of the space, but they had incorporated them into the design by making them the base from which the decorative lighting along the ceiling radiated from. 

“Take a seat on the couch while I get us something to drink,” Abby said, dropping my hand and strolling over to the bar. I did as I was told and sat down, still trying to piece together what was happening and why Abby seemed so happy after what I had revealed to her. “So,” she said as she handed me my drink and sat next to me on the couch, “I’m sure you are super confused right now and wondering what the hell is going on.”

“Uh, yeah, you could say that.”

She smiled and tucked her feet under her, sipping her drink and sliding closer to me.

“Well, let me tell you a story. As you know, our girls’ weekend was a huge success and really helped us all bond as a group. What you don’t know, however, is how much everyone revealed about themselves during the weekend.” I raised my eyebrows but said nothing as she continued. “There is a lot I want to tell you, but tonight we are going to focus solely on Julia because, whoa, her stuff was the most mind-blowing to me. Do you remember when Julia got her gift tonight and all the girls were chanting DQ?”

“The pillow, right?” I said. Abby nodded. “I was wondering what that was all about. What does that have to do with Dairy Queen?”

Abby snorted and spit a little of her drink back in the glass. She set the glass down on the coffee table and looked back at me, giggling.

“It stands for something else, but I think Dairy Queen might be even better. She does seem to be a cream junky. Anyhow,” she continued moving past my look of consternation, “we all gave her that nickname after playing a game of Never Have I Ever the first night we were there. Everyone was feeling loose and the game got real dirty real fast. Someone said never have I ever deep throated a guy and guess who the only one to drink was?”

“Julia?”

Abby nodded and it was my turn to put my drink down.

“Seriously? Julia?”

“I know, right?” Abby said. “I almost pissed myself when she knocked back her glass. The room got real quiet and we all stared at her until she finished her sip and then, in unison, we all screamed and demanded details. She looked a little embarrassed when she realized she was the only one drinking, but she recovered quickly and, after couple more swigs, spilled the beans. And holy shit, Ben, you are not going to believe what I’m about to tell you.” My cock twitched a bit at the implications of that statement as I leaned back on the couch and waited for her to continue.

“We all know how type A Julia can be when it comes to learning new things and it turns out her approach to sex is no different. She told us she never dated anyone in high school until her senior year. She was all about academics and AP classes and getting into the best schools. But when she finished her junior year and all the applications had been sent and she felt that she had done everything she could, her thoughts turned to what she wanted her college experience to be like. Knowing sex and relationships were a big part of college, she decided she didn’t want to arrive on campus as a complete neophyte…her word, not mine. So she came up with a plan to get herself ready.”

“But I thought you said she had never been with anybody but Erik?” I interrupted. “Are you saying she slept with other guys and he doesn’t know it?”

“No. Erik is the only one she’s ever slept with, but apparently she has blown a lot of other guys. And I mean a lot. And yes,” before I could ask the question, “Erik knows all about it. But stop interrupting me. So, where was I?”

“She had come up with a plan.”

“Oh yeah. So she came up with this plan. She had just turned 18 and knew she could pick a random guy to do it with, but she was determined to save herself for the right guy. She thought high school guys were idiots, but she also knew if she didn’t do anything with them, word would get around and no one would want to go out with her. So, Julia being Julia, she did some research. She talked to her older sister in college and some of her sister’s friends and asked what guys liked best if a girl won’t go all the way. Without hesitation they all said oral and a couple of them told her if she could deep throat, guys wouldn’t even ask to fuck her. This was confirmed by some of the sluttier girls in her high school, solidifying the choice in her mind to learn how to deep throat and, of course, be the best at it.”

My cock was rock hard as I listened, tenting my pants and forcing me to shift to get comfortable. Abby noticed the bulge and put her hand on it, stroking it slowly up and down as she continued.

“She spent the summer raiding her dad’s and brother’s porn collections, reading stories and watching porn whenever they were out. And while this all helped show her how it was done, she needed some way to practice. That’s where her friend Gary comes in.”

“The tech exec?”

“Yes!” Abby exclaimed, “This is where it gets so brilliant. Gary was a classic nerd in high school; glasses, pocket protector, the whole nine. He and Julia had been best friends since kindergarten and told each other everything. She knew how painfully shy he was and how much he wanted to break out of his shell and be the one girls would pay attention to. He was a good looking guy under all his nerddom and would be the perfect boyfriend for any girl coming out of her asshole phase. All he needed was a little confidence and what gives a guy more confidence than having sex with a girl, right? So she went to his house one day, revealed what she was trying to do and enlisted his help. She tells him she needs someone to practice on and he needs to do something other than masturbate all the time, so why not let her suck him off during the summer until she’s perfected the technique.”

I leaned my head back against the couch, closed my eyes, and groaned. Between Abby stroking my cock and the story she was telling me, I could feel my balls starting to burble with cum. She immediately let go of me and gave me a little smack on the forehead.

“Oh no you don’t! You’re not going to spoil things by shooting your load early. Now think about football or some other boring thing, get yourself under control and let me finish.”

I sat back up, thought about the scraping and painting I had to do tomorrow and, like magic, my erection deflated, leaving me with a wet spot on my pants and a feeling of disappointment. The disappointment must have shown clearly on my face because Abby started up again.

“Gary was hesitant at first, claiming he didn’t think of her that way and wasn’t going to screw up their friendship. Julia immediately called bullshit on him, pulled off her top, dropped her shorts and stood in front of him stark naked. His resistance vanished, his cock stood at attention and the deal was struck. Julia started then and there, sucking him off three times the first day. She admitted that she wasn’t very good in the beginning, gagging constantly and spitting out the cum the first dozen or so times they did it. But over time she got better. Gary worked at a video store, so he would bring home tons of porn which they would watch together and analyze. When Julia saw something new, she would stop the video and try it out on Gary. I’m sure you wouldn’t have minded being her test subject, huh?”

My cock was hard again and I tried desperately not to imagine shoving it in Julia’s mouth and down her throat. I thought of painting and then math and then United’s starting eleven and controlled myself, but just barely.

“Eventually she perfected what she had seen and, with Gary’s coaching, came up with a few things of her own. By the end of the summer, she could take his whole cock down her throat in one go without gagging and was swallowing everything he shot in her mouth. When school started back up again, she and Gary made a list of who she should go for, but that list got trashed after the first two jocks she went out with turned out to be real assholes. So they reassessed what they were trying to accomplish and decided she could get her experience and provide a service to the less popular guys at school at the same time; basically all the academics she had spent the previous three years ignoring. If they agreed to respect her boundaries, she would go out with them for a few weeks at a time and suck their cocks as much as they could handle. She would continue blowing the few that she really liked even after she had ‘dumped’ them and was dating someone else. As you can imagine, no one said no.”

Taxes. My truck’s average gas mileage in the city. The air speed velocity of an unladen swallow. I was running out of distractions as more blood was being diverted to my raging hard-on. 

“Okay. Okay. I get it,” I said, trying to focus on speech, “Julia is really good at sucking cock and deep throating. It’s a great story. But, Abby, why the hell are you telling me all this? I still don’t understand.”

“Because you’re going to experience it tonight,” said Julia

My head snapped around to see Julia standing at the base of the stairs, still in her black dress and heels, hugging her new pillow to her chest. I tried to say something, but my mouth just opened and closed like a fish gasping for air. Julia sauntered over to the couch, dropped her pillow at my feet and sat next to me, a huge shit eaten grin on her face. I stared at her wide-eyed for a moment and then turned my head back to Abby. She smiled, her eyes widening, and nodded her head.

“That’s right, bud. Julia’s going to take you in her mouth, down her throat and suck you until you cum and cum and cum. And I’m going to watch, lover boy. I’m going to watch you cum in another woman’s mouth.”

My brain ceased to function. I was reeling, looking and back and forth between these two smiling women, breathing rapidly and feeling my heart race. Julia was the first to break the spell, grabbing my hand and guiding it to her inner thigh.

“Ben, you have no idea how long I have been waiting for this. I get so hot every time supper club comes around because I know I’m going to see you. Some of the other guys are cute, but you, Ben, you make me so wet.”

Heat radiated from her sex as she slid my hand up along her thigh, the smooth fabric of her black tights dampening the closer we got to her pussy until, unexpectedly, I felt the slick surface of her bare skin. She was wearing thigh highs and the soft, warm skin of her inner thighs was positively soaked.

“Erik loved supper club night too, back when we were having sex, because he knew I would be on fire when we got home.”

She slid my hand over her exposed pussy and I could feel the split between her lips and the fluid leaking out. She gasped slightly as she pressed my fingers into her, her freshly shaven mound folding in on itself as it welcomed my invading digits.

“Do you remember that Halloween when you came dressed as Poseidon?” she asked as she rubbed my fingers up and down her slit. “We barely made it back to the car before I jumped on Erik and fucked his brains out.” She moaned and pushed my hand harder into her pussy. “You can’t even imagine how many of our fantasies you’ve been a part of.”

Abby leaned close to my ear as I watched Julia get herself off with my hand.

“God damn she’s sexy, isn’t she? Jesus, I want to fuck her and I don’t even have a dick.” She reached down and grabbed hold of my cock again. “But you can’t do that tonight. Those are the rules. Suck, suck but no fuck, fuck.”

“Rules?”

“Yup. There are two rules for the night. No kissing and no fucking. Erik insisted. But I think you can live with that, right?”

Julia was really working herself into a frenzy now. Both her hands were atop mine, pressing hard into her pussy as her hips thrust rhythmically back and forth. Her head lolled to the side and her breath was coming out in short, shallow burst.

“Erik knows about this?” I asked as I curled my fingers in search of her clit.

“Of course. He and I have been discussing it for months.”

I was about to respond when one of my fingers found its mark. The moment I flicked her clit, Julia sat upright and started humping my hand in earnest. I continued playing with her clit, eventually trapping it between two fingers and giving it a squeeze. This sent Julia over the edge. Her hands became a blur of motion and she began panting. “Oh god! Oh god! Oh god! I’m going to cum! I’m going to cum! I’m going to cum!” I managed to free my thumb up and was about to slide it over top of her clit when Abby leaned across me and pulled my hand away. 

“What the fuck?” I exclaimed, turning to look at her in disbelief.

“Sorry. She doesn’t get her orgasm yet. She’s got work to do.”

“Seriously? I don’t see how…”

My argument was cut short when Julia gently took hold of my hand and brought it to rest it on her chest. She was lying back on the couch, eyes closed, mouth agape trying to catch her breath.

“It’s okay, Ben,” she said breathily, opening her eyes and looking over at me. “Just getting that close was fucking amazing.” I could feel her heart pounding beneath her pillowy breasts and I tamped down the urge to perform a bodice ripping attack on them. “I…I haven’t had a good cum in a long time, but I think that is going to change tonight. I’m not wrong, am I? You’re going to get me off, right? Push me right to the edge and then make me beg you to let me go? Make me beg you to let me cum? Is that what you’re going to do to me, Ben? Make me beg?”

She stroked my hand while her breathing slowed and her eyes locked onto to mine, looking warm and lustful. Without breaking her gaze, she brought my hand to her lips, slipped two of my fingers into her mouth and sucked hard. Impossibly, my cock grew a little harder and twitched as I felt the warm, moist chamber of her mouth and imagined my straining member in there.

“Ummm” she said, sucking back and forth before removing them. “I taste so good on your magic fingers. Maybe we should slip your cock into my pussy for a little bit before I start sucking it. Get it nice and tasty. What do you think? Sound good?” She slid a free hand across my thigh to the prominent bulge in my pants and rubbed up and down. In what was becoming a theme for the night, words escaped me. I remembered what Abby had said about no fucking, but did a little penetration just to get things…did she say tasty…really count? She was the one who would have it in her mouth, so shouldn’t I do my part to make it as pleasurable for her as possible? 

Before I could continue with my self-serving line of logic, Julia sat up, threw her leg across my lap and straddled me. She rested her hands on my shoulders, thrust her breast into my face and lowered herself down on my trapped cock. The warmth of her pussy was immediate, becoming more intense as she pushed further down and began to rock her hips in a slow, seductive rhythm. 

“Please, Ben,” she whispered into my ear. “Won’t you stick it inside me? God, I can feel how hard you are. I know you want to and you’re practically in there right now. Can you feel my little pussy around your cock? She wants more of you, Ben. She wants all of you. Don’t you want to give her what she wants? Don’t you?”

I nodded into her chest, grabbing her hips and forcing her down harder on my cock, encouraging her to increase the pace of her movements. Her hands slipped between us and she began manipulating my belt when I heard a WHACK and felt her leap up a bit. A second whack solicited a yelp and I looked past her to see Abby standing up with a raised hand and a significant amount of Julia’s hair in her grasp.

“Back off, you horny little slut,” she said, giving Julia’s hair a tug. “You know the rules as well as I do and you’re not here to do that. Now get on your knees, pull out that cock and start sucking.”

Julia sat up and crossed her arms, a child like pout on her face.

“But it’s so big and hard and my pussy needs him so bad. Please, Abby? Please can I fuck him? I won’t tell.” She looked over her shoulder at Abby, the two of them trying to suppress a laugh. I knew this banter was meant for me and I couldn’t help but smile at my wife.

“So, been sharing a few of my more private fantasies I see?”

“Whatever could you mean?” she asked, pulling Julia’s head back a little further. “I’m just trying to protect you from this out of control little minx.” She leaned down closer to Julia, their lips nearly touching. “Now do I have to spank you again or have are you ready to listen to me?”

“Will you spank me harder if I don’t listen?” Julia breathed.

“Only if you do something to break the rules again.”

Julia turned back to me and swiftly pulled my face toward her. She kissed me with such force it was almost painful, but any sensation of pain was quickly replaced by pleasure when her tongue entered my mouth and I returned the kiss. Deep. Passionate. Lustful. She held onto me, devouring me, and I willing lost myself in her embrace. When I heard the whacks again and felt her breath burst into my mouth with her groans, I pulled her tighter to me, wanting her to feel how much I wanted her, how much I desired her. 

“Jesus you two,” Abby said, yanking back on Julia’s head and breaking the kiss. “You need to come up for air at some point and my hand is starting to hurt.”

Julia looked at me for a second, her eyes slightly watery and a lovely smile just creasing her face, and then pushed off of my chest and stood up. She slipped her arms around Abby, gave her a quick kiss on the lips and pulled her in for a tight hug. 

“I fucking love you, Abby. You are the best friend ever. There is no way you’ll ever know how much this means to me.”

Abby hugged her back before grabbing her by the shoulders and turning her back to face me.

“I’m happy to make you so happy, Julia. But don’t get sappy. There is some serious business to attend to and I’ve been waiting all night to see it. Now get started or I’m going to take my Ben and go home.”

Julia’s eyes sparkled and the heartfelt emotion was replaced by lust again. She motioned for me to stand up and grabbed hold of my belt when I did, pulling me closer to her. “Are you ready for this?” she asked as she unclasped my belt. I put my hands on her hips, my thumbs gently rubbing her hip bones, and began to lift the lower half of her dress up. She stopped working my belt for a moment and pushed my hands away.

“No. The dress stays on. I’m not your lover; I’m just somebody you picked up to fuck. I’m the slut at a bar who dragged you into a bathroom to suck your cock.” She saw me blanch at this and smiled, touching my face. “Just let me do this, Ben. This is for you. You don’t have to do anything other than enjoy it. Be selfish and let go.”

Her hands returned to my belt, undoing it and then unbuttoning my pants. Slipping a hand inside, she clasped my cock through my boxers and exhaled into my neck.

“So hard,” she whispered. “God, it’s throbbing.”

Nuzzling me, she lowered the zipper and let my pants drop. My cock sprang forward to form an absurd tent that made Abby giggle. Julia shot her a look and then turned back to me. Without saying a word, she lowered herself to her knees and hooked her fingers in the waist band of my boxers, pulling them out and over my raging hard on and sliding them to the ground. The head of my cock glistened with a healthy coating of pre-cum as it bobbed up and down in front of her face. Grasping it at the base and pointing it toward her mouth, Julia extended her tongue and gave the head a quick flick. A jolt of electricity shot through me and I pulled back a little.

“Umm, so sensitive,” she said as she licked the head again. I chuckled nervously and looked down at her.

“I’m afraid I might not last very long. You two have gotten me pretty worked up.”

Julia held my gaze while she lowered herself down to the base of my cock, stuck her tongue out and ran it back up along my length. My cock twitched and I let out a brief moan, closing my eyes and hoping I wouldn’t embarrass myself by shooting off right away like a horny teenager. 

“Don’t worry, Ben,” she said, kissing the sides of my shaft. “I don’t care how fast you cum. As long as it ends up in my mouth and down my throat, I’ll be a happy girl.” She moved her head to my lower belly, kissing around the base of my cock and moving up to where my pre-cum smeared across the skin. Extending her tongue flat against me, she began slowly lapping up the slick fluid until all of it was gone. I looked over at Abby, whose hand was lazily moving inside her panties, and mouthed “WOW” before returning my attention to Julia.

Julia’s hand slipped to just below the head of my cock where she gave it a firm, but not painful, squeeze. The urge to jizz I’d had just a moment ago subsided a bit and my erection deflated ever so slightly. She kept squeezing for a few seconds and then let go, sitting back on her heels and looking up at me.

“We’ll take a moment for you to calm down some before we get to the main event.”

“Ok,” I replied, feeling awkward standing over my wife’s best friend with my dick in her face.

“Do you like your balls sucked?” Julia asked as she ran a finger around her mouth to gather any pre-cum she might have missed.

“Um,” I stuttered. “I guess. Abby…um…” I looked to my wife for some guidance.

“I don’t really do that,” she said. “A little too sweaty for my taste.”

“Too sweaty? Oh, Abs, you are missing out! I fucking love sucking those things.”

Julia turned back to me and leaned into my crotch. Holding my sack, she used her fingers to separate my balls and then fed herself one. The warm, damp enclosure of her mouth felt amazing as she sucked on it and rolled it around inside with her tongue. She pulled her head back while she continued to suck on it, stretching my sack taut, before plunging forward again. She bobbed her head back and forth, stretching and sucking, stretching and sucking, and managed to slip my other ball in there without me noticing right away. While not as stimulating as a mouth on my dick, it felt pretty good and I could feel my control waning. A quick inhale of breath was enough signal for Julia to stop and she let my scrotum fall from her mouth, a long string of spittle still connecting her mouth to my balls.

“You don’t know what you’re missing out on, hun,” she said, looking over at Abby. She hooked the spittle dripping from my sack with her finger and held it above her mouth before extending her tongue and slurping it up. Grasping my cock, she squeezed it again for a few seconds and then let go.

“I can tell you’ve got quite a load in there for me, Ben. I don’t know what they’re normally like, but your balls feel huge and heavy.”

“He hasn’t cum in a week,” Abby offered, still lazily rubbing her pussy. “I haven’t done anything with him and I forbade him to masturbate. I told him I had a surprise for him after supper club and it would totally be worth it.”

They both laughed, making me feel foolish but helping to distract my mind and suppress my urges. Julia left me for a moment and crawled over to Abby. “What are you up to, Abs?” she asked, resting a hand on my wife’s thigh. “You seem to be playing with yourself. Does watching me with your husband excite you?” Julia leaned into Abby’s crotch and gave an exaggerated, audible sniff. Abby’s hand began moving faster and she shifted on the couch, opening her legs more.

“Smells like it does. Maybe you want me to lick you when I’m done with Ben. Is that what you want? Or do you just want to play voyeuristic slut tonight and watch me deep throat him?”

Abby bit her lower lip, closed her eyes and continued to rub herself. Julia bent down, kissed the inside of both thighs and then returned to me.

“I can’t wait any longer. I need your cock in my mouth.”

Grabbing me with two hands, she rose up slightly and fell onto my cock, sucking hard on the head before popping it out of her mouth. She encircled the shaft just below the head with her thumb and forefinger and spit on it. Sliding her hand up and down my length, she repeated the process two more times until my entire cock was glistening with her spit. Then, without hesitation, she engulfed my dick and started to descend.

Abby was great a giving head and for the first few inches, this blow job felt no different. It was when I felt Julia’s tongue slide out beneath me and the head of my dick contacted the roof of her mouth near the back that a whole new experience began. I groaned and tipped my head back, my hands involuntarily coming up and resting on the back of Julia’s head. My hips thrust forward and I gently pushed her head down as my cock slipped into her throat and she went further. I thrust and pushed until I felt her nose against my belly and reveled in the sensation of feeling her throat work back and forth on my cock. 

I’m not sure if she made a sound or what, but something broke the spell long enough to bring me back to reality, making me aware I was shoving her face into my crouch. Horrified, I let go and tried to back off, almost toppling back onto the couch.

“I’m so sorry!” I exclaimed. “I don’t know what came over me! Jesus, Julia, I didn’t mean…”

Julia reached up and grabbed my hand. “Relax, Ben. Calm down. I’m fine.”

Giant bands of saliva dripped from my cock and ran down her chin. Although her eyes looked a little watery, she didn’t look upset and she seemed more exasperated than anything else.

“I’m fine. You didn’t do anything wrong.” When my face failed to look less distraught, she stood up and caressed my cheeks. “Seriously. That’s what it’s supposed to be like. Have you never face fucked a woman before?” I shook my head, suddenly feeling like a naïve little boy. She pulled me to her and gave me a sloppy kiss. 

“Then I will be your first.” She dropped down to her knees again and positioned me closer. Looking up, she gave me a reassuring smile. “When you feel the urge, fuck away. Hold my head and drive that cock deep down my throat. I can take it, believe me.” She patted my ass and chuckled. “You’ve got a good sized cock, but I’ve taken longer and wider and lived to talk about it, so don’t hesitate to give me everything you’ve got. If I need to come up for air, I’ll slap your thigh twice like this.” She gave me two quick taps and a squeeze. “Otherwise, go to town. And don’t worry about warning me when you’re going to cum. I’ll be able to tell.”

I nodded and tried to get back in the moment, but my hard on was gone and I was feeling less than horny. Fortunately for me, I’m a man and, as such, I am a simple creature who can easily be distracted when a woman takes any part of me into her mouth. Julia sucked both of my balls into her mouth and repeated her earlier work, only this time she surprised me, slipping her tongue out beneath them and licking the underside of my scrotum. I grunted and my knees wobbled for a second as an intense wave of pleasure shot through me. Groaning around my sack, Julia continued to suck and lick, getting tantalizing close to my ass as she stroked my steadily growing cock. Releasing my balls, she quickly moved up and slipped my cock into her mouth, plunging down to its base before slowly sliding back off of it. She bobbed back and forth as my cock grew harder and longer and I reached for her face to feel her concaved cheeks when she drew back. She cupped my balls and began to gently message them, coating them with the copious flow of saliva dripping from her mouth. I was now harder than I had been all night and the liquid vacuum of her mouth was having the desired effect; I was going to cum and cum soon.

Gripping her head, I held it in place until she stopped moving. My cock twitched inside her mouth, but I ignored it and concentrated on not cumming. I closed my eyes and held perfectly still, slowing my breathing and clearing my mind. Two taps and a squeeze on my thigh made me release her head and look down. She was the embodiment of every lustful fantasy I’d ever had. Her face was glistening with saliva, with huge rivulets hanging from her chin looking like cum. The black ribbon of her choker was soaked and the tops of her breast shimmered wet in the light. Her lips looked so full wrapped around my cock and her eyes sparkled as she gazed up at me with a pleading look.

“I need your cum now, Ben,” she said when she pulled off of my cock. “Please give it to me. Don’t make me wait anymore. Fuck my face. Pound my throat. Make me your cum slut, Ben. I want to be your cum slut. I need it so bad. Fill my belly with your cum. Please, Ben, please. I’ll do whatever you want, just please feed me your cum. I’m a good girl, I promise. I deserve your cum. Don’t you want me? Don’t you want to cum in me?”

For possibly the first time in my entire adult life, I acted without thinking. I grabbed Julia’s head with both hands and roughly shoved her face into my pelvis. My cock shot through her mouth and lodged itself in her throat. Holding her in place, I rapidly thrust my hips back and forth, fucking her throat for all I was worth. It rippled around the head of my cock as I drove harder and deeper into her and the sensation threatened to overwhelm me. As I fucked her face I felt one of her hands grip my balls, messaging and pulling on them as she used her middle finger to rub the area between my ass and scrotum. This sent me into a frenzy and I began thrusting into her with abandon. My balls were churning now and I could feel the first pulse of my impending ejaculation. Wanting to get as deep as I could, I spread my legs and squatted a bit, forcing my cock in deeper. And then Julia did something that closed the deal and sent me screaming over the edge.

As another pulse hit and the first volley of cum began its journey, Julia slipped a finger deep into my ass. Curling it inside, she located my prostate and gave it a furious massage. I went rigid, my arms straining to hold her head in place as I drove myself up into her.

“HOLY FUCK!” I screamed, closing my eyes. “JESUS FUCKING CHRIST I’M CUMMING! I’M FUCKING CUMMING!”

Cum exploded from my cock, feeling like a high pressure jet of jizz that would never stop. Wave after wave rocketed up and out, slamming into her so hard I thought her head might snap back. It poured from me, coating the walls of her throat and threatening to fill it beyond capacity. I could feel her working furiously to swallow it all down, the rapid undulations of her throat only stimulating me further and drawing more cum from me. Her finger continued to massage my prostate as she pistoned it in and out of my ass. She was moaning as I fed her more and more cum and a small part of my mind wondered how long she could survive with my cock stuffed in her throat. Finally my ejaculations slowed and I released the pressure on Julia’s head. Like waking from a dream, I opened my eyes and realized I had been standing on my toes the whole time. My head swam and I suddenly felt my legs give way. I crashed back onto the couch, pulling my cock out of Julia’s mouth and her finger from my ass as I did. Weak pulses of cum bubbled from my cock and streaked my belly as my erection subsided. Julia scrambled across the floor and began lapping up any residual cum she could find. She acted as if she were starving and my cum was the only thing that would sate her hunger.

I rolled my head to the side as I tried to catch my breath and saw Abby furiously rubbing herself. I could tell by the herky-jerky manner in which she was doing it that she was close to cumming and, sure enough, after a couple more strokes she curled into herself before throwing her head back and letting go.

“FUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKK!” she groaned through gritted teeth. “Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck.” Her hand dug and twisted around in her pussy as she rode out her orgasm. With a huge expulsion of breath her body went limp and she rested her hands on her forehead. 

“Oh Jesus,” she huffed. “Oh my…holy crap I think I might pass out.” She looked over at me, placing a hand on her heaving chest as she did. “My heart is beating so fast. That was super intense.”

I smiled at her and then looked down at Julia who continued to lick every inch of me clean.

“Um, yeah,” I said, stroking Julia’s hair. “I think I might be able to relate.”

Julia looked up at me and smiled as she slurped up the saliva that had gathered near the crease in my thigh. Lifting my cock up and looking me over, she let go and sat back on her heels, satisfied she had gotten everything there was to get.

“I have to say, Ben, I wasn’t sure you had it in you,” she said, sliding a finger up her chin and into her mouth. “I was worried you were going to try to be gentle all night and fight off the urge to really let go. But thankfully for all of us,” at this she looked over at Abby, “you let your lust win out and gave me a helluva fuck. I can’t remember the last time someone fucked my face with such…ferocity.”

I felt a moment of fear, thinking it had been too much, which evaporated when she continued.

“God I’ve needed someone to treat me like that for so long. I like feeling the urgency of animal lust and being used for pure pleasure.” She stood up and walked to the bathroom, retrieving a towel and then returning to sit on the edge of the coffee table. “Erik is a wonderful man and a considerate lover, but he is always so gentle and caring and never just fucks me. You know what I mean?” She wiped her face and chest as she said this, leaving me a moment for a quick glance at Abby, who just shrugged. “I like things a little rougher sometimes…most times,” she looked directly at me this time with a mischievous smile. “I like to get fucked, really fucked, and have a man think only of himself as he pounds away at me. Erik was like that when we first got together, but he always seemed so ashamed of himself afterwards that eventually he stopped and I never said anything.” She leaned forward and lifted my now shrunken cock, giving it a gentle tug. “But you don’t have that problem, do you Ben? You can still fuck properly. Still pin a woman down, fuck her senseless and make her beg for more. I hope you have more in you tonight because I’ve got another hole that is begging to be filled. Are you going to be a good man and fill that hole for me? Are you going to give me what I need? Are you going to fuck me until I pass out?”

I’m not a young man anymore and my refractory period is nothing close to what it was when I was 18, but seeing Julia before me begging to be fucked and the images of what she had just done still bouncing around my head was enough to breathe a bit of life back into me. My cock began to grow in her hand and she licked her lips as she watched inflate.

“Now, now, nympho,” Abby said as she slid to the floor and pulled Julia’s hand away from me. “You know the rules. I brought some things that will take care of your problem and leave you very satisfied. Besides, you don’t want to kill him, do you? Give him a chance to recover. Jeez, he’s going to have a stroke if you don’t let up on him.”

Julia reluctantly sat back and looked longingly at my semi-hard cock. Abby shuffled in front of her and patted her thighs. “Go grab that bag I left earlier from the closet upstairs and bring it back down. I’m going to make you feel so good, sweetie, that you’re won’t even miss not having a real cock in you.” Julia looked unconvinced. “Come on now,” Abby encouraged. “Run along and get the bag. I’ll get things set up for you.”

Julia stood up and slowly walked upstairs, the manic energy from earlier no longer present. When she had cleared the basement, Abby turned to me.

“Do you think you can get that thing ready for action again?” she asked as she pulled my socks and pants off.

“What? You want me to get hard again? For what?”

“You’re going to fuck the shit out of her, dumbass.” She unbuttoned my shirt and removed it before pulling me to my feet and leading behind the couch to one of the bar stools.

“Excuse me?”

She positioned the stool and sat me down on it.

“You’re not the only one getting a surprise tonight. I’m going to get her warmed up and then you are going to fuck her. And I mean really fuck her. Slam into her and fuck her until she begs you to stop and then fuck her even harder.”

I was even more confused than I had been when this evening started and was about to speak again when Abby pinched my lips shut.

“This is Erik’s gift to her, at least part of it. He knows what she likes and knows he hasn’t been able to give it to her for quite some time. It’s a surprise and you’d better deliver. I told him you could, so don’t let me down.” She smiled before leaning into my ear. “Not that I think you’ll have an issue once you see the show I’ve put together for you.”

I was going to speak when Julia reappeared at the bottom of the stairs carrying a large shopping bag. She had a little smile on her face as she crossed over to us, the bag swinging at her side.

“I took a little peek inside,” she said as she handed it over to Abby. “I think I might like the direction things are headed in.”

“You have no idea,” Abby said, taking the bag and giving me a subtle wink. “Now stand over by the couch and turn back to face us.”

Julia did as she was told, eyeing my total nudity as she waited for her next instruction. Her hands drifted across her breast and down her belly as she bit her bottom lip and tried to stay still. 

“Ben’s lost his clothes,” Abby said. “I think it’s time for you to do the same. Strip that dress off and show him what you’ve been hiding under there.”

Julia moved instantly. She kicked off her heels and reached behind her, struggling for a moment to find the zipper pull before yanking hard on it and unzipping it to the top of her ass. Staring intently at me, she slipped one arm after the other out of her dress before holding it in place just below her breasts. The fabric was barely covering them now and I realized I’d stopped breathing as I anticipated seeing the body I’d fantasized about endlessly uncovered for the first time. And let me tell you, it didn’t disappoint.

She removed her hands and let the dress drop to her hips before shaking it free to pool around her feet. She was stunning, her pale skin flushed with excitement, the pink of her areolas drawn tight by her protruding nipples. Her breast curved up slightly, giving them the appearance of lifting away from her body and making her look even more statuesque than she did with clothes on. The black thigh highs and choker worked together to frame her sexuality, leaving no doubt she was all women and built for sex. 

“What do you think?” she asked me, the confidence she’d displayed all night wavering. I didn’t hesitate, standing up and walking over to her to place a hand on her cheek and look deep into her eyes.

“So much better than the fantasy. A thousand times better.” Her face flushed and I was about to lean in for a kiss when I felt a hand on my chest pushing me away.

“Very nice, honey, but this isn’t a night of romance,” Abby scolded as she forced me back a couple more steps. “We’re here for sex and all this mushy shit is not on the menu.”

I glanced at Julia one last time before bowing my head and putting my hands up in surrender. Abby motioned for me to go back to my stool and then turned Julia around to face the other way. She had her bend over, grab the back of the couch and spread her legs a little. Her ass was gorgeous, the slightest hint of her puckered hole showing between her cheeks. The overly engorged lips of her pussy protruded from beneath it in a glistening display of wanton need, calling out for me to fill her up with my newly rigid member. My wife held a finger to her lips and then began speaking.

“She looks pretty tasty,” she said as she knelt behind Julia and fished around for something under the couch. “I can smell how excited she is, Ben. I think she might cum with little or no effort from you.” She slid a finger from the back of Julia’s pussy toward the front, just splitting the lips open with the tip of her finger and eliciting a shutter from her friend. Finding what she had been looking for under the couch, she sat back and licked her finger.

“Yup,” she said as she licked it clean. “Tasty and creamy. Just how you like it, hon.” In her other hand Abby held two black bars with leather straps on either end. “But we’re not going to let her go too soon,” she continued as she fastened one of the straps of the longer bar around Julia’s ankle. “We need to build and build and build until it’s almost too painful for her not to cum.” Julia tightened her grip on the couch as Abby forced her legs further apart and attached the other strap to her. She was spread wide now, parting the lips of her pussy enough to expose a creamy strand connecting the two. I started stroking myself while I watched Abby strap the smaller bar to Julia’s wrists and then connect the two bars together with a short leather strap. 

“Do you want to know something about Julia that no one else knows, honey?” Abby asked as she checked the restraints. “She has never done anal. For all the cock sucking and fucking and even occasional muff diving…”

“Hey!” Julia exclaimed before getting a hard pussy slap from Abby. She yelped but stopped talking.

“Anyhow,” Abby continued, “She’s never had anything put in her ass. Nothing. Not even a finger.” Abby grabbed hold of Julia’s ass and spread her cheeks apart. Her asshole opened and closed convulsively as it got used to being unexpectedly exposed. “Can you believe that? I mean look at it! Who wouldn’t want to make a meal out of that?”

I didn’t need any other hints. I got up quickly and closed the distance to Julia, kneeling behind her before Abby wordlessly told me to dive right in. My wife knows my kinks and while she’s not as into it as I am, she has indulged me over the years and let me eat and fuck her ass. But it had been a while and I wasn’t going to miss my chance to feast on a virgin ass. Slipping my tongue out, I flattened it against the bottom end of Julia’s pussy and dragged it up and over her waiting asshole. 

“Oh Jesus!” she exclaimed, tugging against her restraints. She reflexively tried to pull away, but I grabbed hold of her hips and pulled her back into my face. I licked her full length twice more before pointing my tongue and plunging it straight into her asshole. Her restraints rattled as she fought against them, her ass becoming a rotating bronco ride I clung to as I drove in and out of her asshole. She was frenzied, her breath coming in bursts as my assault continued.

“Oh Jesus! Stop! Oh fuck, keep it in there! Oh my god! Oh my god! OH MY FUCKING GOD! Jesus Christ your tongue is in my ass, in my ASS! This is not right! This is not right, Abby! This is…Jesus…I’m going to cum! I going to FUCKING CUM! OH MY GOD, EAT MY ASS! MAKE ME CUM! I WANT TO CUM WITH YOU IN MY ASS!”

I pulled her in tighter and was about to shove my tongue in even deeper to finish her off when Abby pulled my head away and left Julia empty and gaping.

“NO!” Julia screamed. “WHAT THE FUCK?! I WAS ABOUT TO CUM!”

“I know,” Abby said with an evil grin. “That’s why I stopped it. You’re going to have to wait on that. There’s more in store for you.”

Julia slumped forward on the couch, her head hanging low and breathing heavily. Abby tapped my shoulder to get my attention and signaled for me to walk around to the front of the couch. I complied, stepping up onto the cushions and bracing my knees against its back. I had a pretty good idea of what Abby was up to and got confirmation seconds later. 

“Put him in your mouth, Julia,” Abby ordered. “I’m going to find something to get you going while you work on him.”

Julia looked up, her eyes watery and a little desperate, and slid forward onto my cock. I thrust gently, without the urgency I’d felt earlier and enjoyed feeling her mouth wrapped around me again. Meanwhile Abby had found what she was looking for. Holding up a thin pink vibrator and a bottle of lube she scooted closer to Julia and put a hand on her ass.

“He gave you a nice start, but I’m going to put a little more lube in this ass just to make sure you’ve got enough.” She positioned the head the bottle just above Juila’s hole and squeezed. It must have been cold because Julia leapt a little when it made contact. “That’s the secret of good anal, lady; relax and bring plenty of lube.”

Julia closed her eyes and moaned around my cock as Abby used her fingers to slip the lube inside her. She drew dollop after dollop into Julia’s thirsty hole and then slowly buried her finger in her ass to spread it around. Julia moaned harder and increased her pace on my cock, moving her whole body to slide off of me and onto Abby’s finger and then back again. Abby worked her finger in and out for a couple of minutes and then pulled it out completely. Julia’s moan of protest quickly turned lustful again when the vibe was inserted. Abby took her time, allowing Julia to get used to the sensation and relax enough to enjoy it. Little by little she drove it deeper inside until only the black knob at the end was showing. And then she turned it on.

When the vibration began Julia’s eyes flew open and she looked up at me, her lips around my cock inflating as the pleasure coursed through her. Her moans traveled along my shaft, disrupting the rhythm I had maintained to stave off my own orgasm and threatening to push me over the edge. Knowing I would never be able to get it up a third time if I blew my wad now I forced myself to pull out of her mouth and step off of the couch. Julia seemed confused, a feeling that was immediately swept away as a fresh wave of pleasure from her building explosion washed over her. She was rocking now, trying to support her body and touch herself at the same time. Finally giving up, she lowered her forehead to the cushions and began manipulating her hands to get to her sex. The vibrating stopped and a low wail escaped her lips.

“Abby, please don’t do this anymore,” she pleaded, drool falling from her open mouth. “I need to cum so badly. Don’t make me wait any longer. I need to cum. Please!”

Abby waved me back around behind Julia and then took my place on the couch in front of her. She helped her friend reestablish her hold on the back of the couch and then lifted her head up. She held her face close to hers and spoke to her in a warm, soothing voice.

“Do you think you deserve to cum, Julia? Is that as much as you can take?”

“Yes, please. It hurts. I need to cum.”

“I can see that,” she said, stroking Julia’s hair. “I can hear the desperation in your voice. I thought we could draw this out longer, but I guess you’ve been deprived so long you’re out of practice.”

She looked over Julia’s shoulder and gave a faint nod of the head. Understanding, I stepped forward and positioned myself directly behind Julia, the head of my cock mere millimeters from entering her. Abby looked down at the vibrator and flicked her eyes. I grabbed hold and turned it back on. Julia moaned and tried to lower her head, but Abby held it fast. 

“We’re almost there, honey, it’s almost time but I need to tell you one more thing.” She leaned closer, her lips brushing over Julia’s. “Erik has a final gift for you. He loves you so much and knows how deprived you’ve been for the past few years. But the fact that you haven’t strayed and have kept loving him means more than you can know, so he asked me to help give you something to express how much you mean to him. And I’m going to. Do you want to know what it is?”

Julia whimpered an almost imperceptible yes and I could see Abby brush a tear from her cheek.

“My husband’s cock, sweetie. Ben’s going to fuck your hungry little slit while that vibrator is buzzing in your ass and give you the cum of a lifetime. You’re going to get fucked hard, Julia. You’re going to get used like a fuck toy and cum like the dirty slut you’ve always wanted to be.”

And with that she pulled Julia in and kissed her deeply. I assumed this was my signal, so I grabbed Julia’s hips and thrust fully into her dripping twat. Her legs, which had started to slacken a bit, went rigid and her entire body tensed. I could see her fingers dig into the back of the couch while she screamed into my wife’s mouth. I wasn’t sure if she was already cumming, but I didn’t really care. I’d taken Abby’s words to heart and was bound and determined to fuck Julia as hard as I possibly could until I unloaded inside of her. 

Pounding her with abandon I barely registered the way the warm folds of her pussy wrapped around my cock to provide such a different sensation from my wife’s. Not better or worse, just different. She was sopping wet now, an indication that her scream had indeed been an orgasm, and the lewd sounds our coupling was producing only served to enhance the depravity of what was happening. This was pure sex, pure selfish sex, devoid of any emotion other than unbridled primal lust. 

I drove deep into her, the head of my cock pressing against her cervix, and held still. I wanted her to feel every part of me inside her, to feel my racing heartbeat pulsing through my swollen cock and know that I was filling her as completely as I could. She moaned in response, a full body moan heavy with lust and assenting to whatever I decided to do next. I adjusted my position to increase contact with her clit and began a series of micro thrust. Her ass pressed back into me as her moaning intensified. I slid my hands from her hips to her waist and pulled her closer. It felt like I was trying to crawl up inside her, the desperation to force myself just a little deeper, make her feel a little more, overwhelming. 

“God, he’s all the way inside you,” Abby said to her friend as I lost myself in the sensation of Julia’s pussy. “I don’t think he could get any deeper if he tried. Does it feel good to have his fat fucking meat filling you up?”

“Ohhh…fuck,” Julia exhaled, an increase in my movement catching her off guard. 

I pulled out a little and then thrust hard back inside her, pushing deeper, forcing her up onto the balls of her stocking covered feet. Again and again I increased how far I pulled out before slamming back into her. Her head lolled between her outstretched arms, her torso lowering, her body simply reacting to what was being done to it. Abby looked at me across her friend’s naked body and mouthed ‘big finish’ while she detached the leather strap connecting the wrist bar to Julia’s ankle spreader. Grasping the bar with both hands, she stood up and guided her friend forward. I buried my cock deep before lifting Julia and following Abby to the couch. Rearranging pillows to make sure she was as comfortable as possible, Abby lowered Julia down until she was resting atop the cushions, bent at the waist across the back of the couch waiting for me to resume. 

During our journey forward the vibrator had come halfway out of her ass and was wagging obscenely in front of me. Abby plucked it the rest of the way out before repositioning just the tip at the entrance to Julia’s back door and feinting reinsertion. I rocked my hips gently back and forth while Abby played, a frustrated moan drifting up from the couch each time she broke contact. I leaned forward and took hold of the back of the couch, the urgency I was beginning to feel forcing me to increase my pace. I ground myself into her with each thrust, attempting to stimulate every nerve ending her pussy possessed while my wife pushed against my abdomen to allow her enough space to slide the vibe back inside. She managed to get it three quarters of the way in before she removed her hand and I hurtled forward full force. Without the resistance I had been expecting I lost a bit of balance, falling atop Julia and driving the vibrator deep into her ass. Julia’s back arched, her arms straightened and the massive orgasm she had been longing for erupted.

“MOTHERFUCKER!!” she screamed. “HOLY FUCK! HOLY FUCK! HOLY FUCK! FUCK ME, BEN! I’M FUCKING CUMMING! I’M FUCKING CUMMING! FUUUUCCCCKKKKKKK!”

I fucked her as fast and as I hard as I could, pummeling her pussy as she wriggled beneath me. Her legs were trembling and the muscles of her pussy were clenching with such intensity that I was afraid to pull out too much for fear that I wouldn’t able to get back inside. She had stopped speaking, her words now replaced by a steady mewing as she rode wave after wave of her orgasm. My balls began to tighten, my cock swelling in preparation for my own release, when a moment of doubt flitted through my mind. Should I pull out? Should I cum inside her? What was the right thing to do in this situation? Fortunately Abby was there to provide direction.

“Fill her up, Ben. I want to see your cum spilling out of her dirty little twat,” she exhorted.

It was all the encouragement I needed. Ropes of cum spewed forth as I strained to keep myself planted deep inside. The walls of her vagina rippled along my cock, milking it for every last drop I had in me. As intense as the first cum I had had in her mouth, this one didn’t last as long and I began to relax and pull out a little.

“Not yet,” Julia huffed, finding her words again. “Keep it in there.”

I complied, pushing my quickly deflating cock back in. She rotated her hips slightly and then shifted again. It was obvious she was trying to find a position with enough contact to get her over the top for one last cum but was struggling due to my shrinking member. Not wanting to disappoint, I reached around and found her clit. Trapping it between my fingers as I had done earlier, I squeezed it before rotating my thumb across the tip. This was all it took to push her across the finish line. She curled into herself, her ass wiggling ever so slightly, and let out a low, satisfied moan as she went limp beneath me. Pulling myself free, I stumbled back and collapsed onto the bar stool.

Julia’s skin was glistening with sweat as she lay motionless across the back of the couch. Her ass shown red where I had been pounding into her and I realized the vibrator was still wedged deep in her hole. Abby gently massaged her friend’s back as she stepped over the couch to crouch down next to her. She turned off the vibe and worked her fingers around it until she could get enough purchase to remove it. Julia’s ass gaped for a bit when it came out before slowing contracting again.

“Wow, Ben, you really fucked her brains out,” Abby said with a smile. “She passed out.”

I smiled back sheepishly, trying desperately not to do the same.

“And look at the mess you made,” she continued, spreading Julia’s pussy wide to reveal the white of my cum. It spilled out of her, sliding down the folds of her lips before dripping onto the carpet. It was erotic and I tried to say something clever, but my mouth refused to make more than grunting sound. Abby giggled.

“Go clean yourself up in the bathroom, get dressed and then come help me get her to the guest room,” she directed, giving me a shooing motion with her hand. I complied, weaving my way to the bathroom and closing the door behind me. Looking into the mirror through my heavy, hooded eyes I smiled and shook my head. ‘Jesus,’ I thought to myself, ‘I might be the luckiest man alive.’ Looking down at my deflated cock and sweaty skin I decided that was wrong; I definitely was the luckiest man alive and I hoped my luck would hold out for years to come.