“You know, you could easily get me hard by just touching it” he said to my wife, and gave me a wink. She didn’t say anything at that point. I figured it was over. But then she looked over at me as if to get my permission. She asked, “Should I touch him?” I knew she wanted to touch him, but just wanted it to be ok with me. Then I said it, “Sure, you can rub on it to make him hard, but nothing more than your hand.”
The blood was already flowing heavily to my own growing hard-on just thinking about it. I was tenting a full-blown boner in my shorts by the time she made it over to Anthony. I could not and did not bother to hide it. As she got closer, he smiled kicked off his shoes and stepped out of his shorts that were around his feet. He put his hands on his hips and swung his body towards her direction, almost offering himself to her as she approached.
She was a little apprehensive at first and poked it with her finger. Then she wiggled it back and forth a few times. I could tell things started flowing for Anthony and the monster began to awake. Playfully she grasped it and just held it in her hand. I could see his dick swell in her hand as the blood rushed through the veins that run along his shaft and it grew harder. She then reached over and took it in both her hands. She started to pull on it. I could see his head lean back and eyes close. He was definitely enjoying having my wife play with his cock. What man wouldn’t?
The way she was working him, I could tell she was mesmerized by his extra-large manhood. Then she knelt down even closer to it, so close I could see her breathe in deeply to smell his musky maleness. It proudly stood from his dark, wiry, black public hair. His balls looked like two large eggs in his hairy, bull-sized sac. They were swinging back and forth as she really started to jerk him up and down. By the time she stopped, he had to be a good 8-9 inches hard. Not only was he long, but the girth was very impressive. It was as thick as her wrist or maybe even as thick as a coke can. Growing up, his nick name was coke can, now she knows why. She not only stroked him to full hardness, but she continued stroking him longer than she needed. She was enjoying this! There was a glob of pre-cum glistening on the tip of his swollen, mushroom head as it proudly stood from between his legs. She stopped stroking him and moved back by me.
“Ok, you have a huge dick” she admitted to him. There was a weird moment that all of us felt. What do we do now? My wife just stroked my buddy and gave him a boner. I wasn’t sure what was about to happen next so to break the awkwardness, I said “Who is ready for another round?” My wife chimed up and said she was ready and walked over to the bar to mix up another round.
“Wait a minute, what am I supposed to do about this boner? I am hard as a rock and need some relief. That is not fair, I was so close.” Anthony said.
My wife looked at him, then down to his throbbing boner and said, “If you are close, you can finish the job yourself or hang out nude till it goes down.”
“You just stroked my dick, got me hard and close to blowing my load. It only makes sense for you to go ahead and make me cum” he firmly stated.
“Forget it” she said. And poured another glass of her red wine.
“I see where this is going,” Anthony continued, “I will finish the job myself. Let me see your tits to take me over the edge. I showed you my dick” as he smiled. She looked at me and I said “You have great tits, go ahead and let him see them.” I was actually proud to show off her incredible tits to my friend.
I then thought to myself, what is happening here? I know my wife is proud of her tits and would probably not think twice about showing them off. But was my buddy really going to jack off in front of us? I didn’t know if they were still playing or if he would back down. So, she downed the rest of her wine, sat the glass down, turned her back and him, and pulled her top over her head, unclasped her bra and threw it on the couch across the room. She turned around giving him a full view of her beautiful tits.
“Fuck, those titties are hot” he said. He looked at me as if to ask permission, and said “I am about to jerk off and cum in front of your wife, are you cool with that buddy?” I simply nodded and he began to stroke that fucking monster right there in front of us. “Play with your nipples” he told her. She took them and began rolling them between her fingers. She was really putting on a show. I could tell she was getting hotter and hotter. I wanted to see if I could push her a little more. I walked up to her and started rubbing her ass. I leaned over and whispered in her ear how fucking hot she was. I told her to show us her ass. She did not think twice and immediately dropped her pants exposing her sweet ass.
We moved to the couch to get more comfortable. My dick was so hard, it could cut glass. She moved in front of us on the couch. There she was in front of him flashing her ass, as he stroked his dick. I threw off my shorts and pulled out my cock. I could tell it made her even hotter for me to be joining in the fun. “Wow, I see you are ready to go too, enjoy the fun” my wife said as she noticed I was stroking my raging boner.
After a few minutes, I walked over to my wife, and pulled her panties down. She did not struggle or object. As she stepped out of them, there was a noticeable wet spot right in the crotch area. I knew she was into it. ”There much better” I said, and me and Anthony pulled on our cocks while looking at her naked body. Then I stood up and made her lean over, almost touching her toes, and spread her cheeks for us to look at. I spread her asshole open and held her pussy lips apart to reveal her pink hole. I was pressing my luck, but she was into it. She could have stopped me, but she didn’t. She let me totally expose her in from our him.
I then sat back down by Anthony on the couch and we continued pumping our cocks. I wonder if she thought one of us might fuck her there on the couch. I wondered what would happen if Anthony got up, moved behind her and started rubbing his cock up and down along her slit, teasing her. What if it went even further and he started to penetrate her hole? Would she allow him? Would I allow him? Would he enter her bareback? It has been years since she had another man inside her. Way before we got married. What would I do about him being buried balls deep inside her unprotected hole and if he came inside her? He would surely fill her up with his sperm with those big balls.
Instead, we both started jerking like crazy when she spread her cunt lips and inserted two fingers. She started moaning and shaking as she rubbed her clit. I knew she was having an orgasm. Her fingers were soaking wet when she pulled them from her hole. She was so wet, her hairy bush was drenched in pussy juice and practically dripping. I could smell her scent. The aroma filled the entire room. I knew if I could smell her, Anthony could too. That was too much for us. We hit the breaking point and both started shooting our loads as she watched on enjoying the show.