I loaned my Wife to an old friend

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I loaned my Wife to an old friendI have a friend who I have known since school. He is a really great guy with a great job, but he had a bad relationship that ended in divorce when he was twenty. Since then, he has not seriously dated or been involved in any romantic relationship. He lives alone, spending most of his time working. Both my wife and I think he leads a pretty dull existence. We have been able to get him to cut loose on a few incidents, but those occasions are rare. My wife has tried to get Dave turned-on, but he does not appear to have much of a sex drive nor any interest in pursuing any forbidden pleasures. Any time a conversation rouses to become sexual in nature, Dave will shy away. A few months ago, Dave was telling us about a business trip he was making to a conference in Las Vegas. I listened with intrigue, as Dave, in his customary fashion, talked about the meeting without mentioning any extra-curricular pursuits of any nature. Once Dave left our house, I told my wife about a wicked plan I was formulating in my twisted mind. My wife listened intently and seemed entirely aspiring to pull it off. We knew Dave’s travel plan, so we jumped online booking a trip for my wife with the same itinerary. I had managed to make plans to drive Dave to the airport on the morning of his departure. This facilitated into my scheme. Dave arrived at our house early, and I packed his bag into my car. I then carried out two bags, placing them in the car along with Dave’s. I could see the look of confusion on Dave’s face but waited to explain. My wife came out, dressed to go. I looked Dave directly in the eyes saying, “Buddy, you have been an excellent true friend for many years. I want you to really enjoy your short trip and to have some fun along the way. I am sharing Deanne with you for the trip, she is all yours to enjoy her hot body. Now let’s get you both to the airport so you can begin experiencing her sweet little pussy, her tight ass, and her warm, soft mouth.” Dave just stood with a dumbfounded expression as my wife took him by the hand, leading him toward the door. Inside the car, Dave responded, “You two almost had me going for a moment.” I had intentionally put one of my wife’s bags in the front seat. Dave was sitting in the backseat next to my wife during the half-hour ride to the airport. As Dave spoke, my wife moved her hand to let it rest on the upper thigh of his leg closest to her. Dave paused and continued, “Your going to make my flight unbearable touching me and teasing me like this. I have not had a woman touch me intimately in so many years.” My wife can be a perfect tease. I think Dave had figured out years ago that we played around with other partners, but we had not even discussed any details, and he had not ever asked about anything we do. My wife had attempted to come onto Dave before, but he never appeared to take the bait. My wife’s hand moved slightly, and she replied, “I am all yours for this trip, baby. From the boner, I feel tenting up in your pants; it looks like you are going to really enjoy yourself.” I looked in the review mirror to see Dave’s face flushed red. I don’t know who was more surprised, Dave or me when my wife slid downward in the seat of our Ford Expedition and freed Dave’s cock, taking him into her mouth. Fortunately, our windows have a dark tint so other motorists could not see what was happening. I was uncertain if Dave’s mumbling was in protest or pleasure. From the angle and view I had from the mirror, it appeared Dave’s cock was larger than mine in both length and circumference. I could not believe my wife was sucking his dick as we continued down the road. This was wild, even for my liberated wife. Any hesitation Dave may have had was now replaced by groans of undeniable pleasure. My wife surprised me further as I could tell Dave was shooting his load, she continued to suck him, not losing bilecik escort a drop. I knew she was into the planning of our gift to our friend, but I had no idea how turned-on she was or how bad she wanted this. When her head came back up in the mirror, she had that evil grin on her face that confirmed just how much she was going to enjoy herself this week. My wife broked the silence as she grasped Dave’s wet cock, telling him, “That is just a small sample of what you are going to get this week.” She kissed the tip of his cock on his slit and then put it back inside his boxers. There was a slight squeak in Dave’s voice, “Is this for real? Are you really going to let your wife go away with me?”I smiled and replied, “I am loaning her to you. She is your’s from now until you bring her back home.” I looked at my wife’s smile as her hand rested on Dave’s crotch. His pants were still parted open pushed down to his lower hips. I could detect the concentrated, pungent smell of testosterone mixed with sweaty balls and cum. I knew from how my wife lit up when seeing Dave’s cock that he was in for the ride of his life. “I still can’t believe this is happening, oh my god, I know I am going to wake up any minute, and this is all just a dream.” Dave was mumbling half under his breath and half out loud. “Your wife just sucked my dick in the car, my ex refused to do anything like that. Thank you, you don’t know how much I needed that.” Dave was still talking as I pulled into the Southwest departures terminal at the airport. Dave asked: “How is Deanne getting to Vegas?” Dave sounded almost worried like this was not real. As I pulled to the curb in the line of cars, my wife showed Dave her boarding pass on her phone. Dave was fumbling with his pants to get them back up on his hips and fastened. I jumped out and took the bags out of the back then grabbed the bag in the front seat, setting them all on the curbside. My wife hugged me and then gave me a full deep kiss pushing her tongue inside my mouth. I closed my eyes and could taste Dave’s cum as I kissed my wife back exchanging tounges for a full minute or two. Our kiss broke when Dave excitedly chimed in, “I can’t believe this is actually happening.” My wife stopped the kiss, and Dave surprised me with a huge bear hug while thanking me emphatically. With horns in the background, I got back in the car and pulled away from the curb. I watched as my friend and my wife walked toward the door to the airport. I felt that feeling of anticipation with a twinge of jealousy in the pit of my stomach. Driving back home, the sight and sounds of my wife sucking Dave’s dick replayed in my mind. My cock strained against my pants, recalling the sounds of my wife slurping to take Dave’s entire shot of cum. Lucky bastard, it had been months since my wife had last sucked my dick and then she stopped before swallowing any of my load. Once inside, I envisioned Dave’s thicker, more massive dick stretching my wife as he would enter her for the first time. I was sitting on my recliner jerking off with mental images in my mind when I was snapped back into reality with the ringing of my phone. I answered with my wife on the other end. They had boarded the plane and were getting ready to be pushed back. As if she had a camera aimed at me, she asked, “Are you enjoying playing with yourself imagining David’s massive cock filling your wife?” Hearing her talk about what was going to be happening had me stroking myself hard as I erupted a huge load of thick hot cum covering my stomach and chest. “That’s it, cum for me baby. Now stick your finger inside your butt just like you enjoy using your cum as lube.” I could not resist the urge and dropped the phone to my side and inserting my forefinger deep inside my ass while I stroked my twitching rod with the other hand. It felt so hot. When I returned to my senses, I picked up the phone escort bilecik to realize my wife had hung up. I tried to call back, but her phone went directly to voicemail. It was Tuesday morning. My wife had three nights alone with Dave before they flew back home Friday evening late. My cock was limp now as the cum on my stomach and chest began to run down. It was cold, and my hand was covered, which had got all over my phone. I slowly pulled my finger from my anus. I was a mess and got up to head to the shower and then figure out what to do with myself. I showered and finally decided since I had taken the full day off work to go out and do some grass mowing and yard work. I am not used to being alone, so the house seemed extra quiet. I missed my wife’s call to tell me they had arrived and are headed to the conference hotel. Dave’s conference registration began at 2 PM Vegas time. He had conferences from eight to five each day, and on Friday, he was done at One in the afternoon. Their flight was at 5:15 that evening, but with the time change they would not arrive home for me to pick them back up until 11:05 PM. My wife planned to shop, hit the pool, and gamble a little during the time Dave was in his conferences. It was close to 11 PM when my wife finally called me. I could tell she had been drinking and was not feeling any pain. As she giggled and talked on the phone, I was once again growing erect. She was trying to tell me about Dave fucking her earlier and how massive his dick was and how he barely fit inside of her. She didn’t say it, but I could hear that Dave was fondling her as she tried to talk. That feeling in the pit of my stomach was there full-on as we spoke, and I started to stroke myself again. My wife jokingly said it sounded like I had my hands full and she would call me tomorrow. I put my phone down and closed my eyes, picturing my wife with Dave as I stroked myself for the next twenty minutes. I finally shot my load and turned out the lights to try to sleep. I did not feel like I slept, but my alarm was blaring at 5:30 AM to get me out of bed. I showered and dressed in my suit for work. Despite trying to get into my routine, my mind wandered to thoughts of my wife alone with Dave. My day was busy with meetings, conference calls, WebEx sessions, and some coaching sessions I had to conduct with staff. Despite my hectic day, the time seemed to crawl as my mind raced all day. I stopped on my way home and grabbed a drive-through order and went back to the dark, quiet house alone. I undressed and sat in my recliner, watching rerun sitcoms as I ate. It felt strange being the dark house, naked by myself. My dick was semi-rigid, but I resisted my urges to touch myself as I waited for my wife to call. I was in bed, contemplating if I should call or wait for my wife to call me. I did not want to appear lonely or desperate, but my stomach was in knots. At 11:10 PM, I received a text from my wife saying they had a fantastic evening and she would call me shortly. It was 11:45 PM when my wife called, and I could hear her grunting and moaning while she tried to talk. Most of her conversation focused on how big Dave was and how his cock was so full inside her pussy. I could hear that they were fucking which only made the knots in my stomach tighten. The call went dead as I heard Dave getting close to climaxing. Thursday at work, the day seemed like it was lasting forever. My wife and I had texted around noon my time when she was waking up. All that was on my mind all day was that it was Thursday and I would be picking my wife up the next night. I could not think of anything other than how I wanted to rip her clothes off. I wanted to fuck her more than I had in years. I drove home and decided I didn’t feel like cooking for myself, so I ordered a pizza for delivery. It was close to 10 PM when my wife texted and told me to get on bilecik escort bayan my laptop so we could skype. I opened my computer and sat waiting on her call. Finally, the call came. My wife had her laptop on the mattress, laying in front of it fully naked. I watched as Dave entered into the frame behind her. Dave was also nude with his cock at full mast. I know they could probably hear me gulp when I realized how enormous his tool was. He had to be two to three inches longer than I am, but the thickness of his shaft was incredible. My wife’s attention was turned fully to Dave as she stroked his dick and began to kiss his head. Her tiny hand was trying to show me his size. I looked down to see my own hard cock looking like a toy compared to Dave. I think Dave and my wife both forgot the webcam was on as they started playing around. Dave had a finger inside my wife. I could hear how wet she was. Dave ate my wife’s pussy until he had her begging to feel him inside of her. The laptop moved between their legs as Dave began to enter my wife missionary style. I had not ever heard my wife make sounds and gasps like she was as Dave pressed inside of her. I wanted to be there in the middle of them but was happy to be watching. The screen in front of me was shaking on the mattress as the image would show my wife’s spread crotch, her tight puckered anus and Dave’s incredible cock pushing deeper inside her. At times all I could see was Dave’s ass filling the screen. The noises coming from my wife were driving me wild. For the next fifteen minutes I watched as my wife got the fucking of her life, she rode multiple orgasms form the full pounding Dave was delivering to her. I was on edge but resisted allowing myself to cum. From my vantage point on the screen, I could watch Dave’s balls contract and knew he was going to unleash deep inside my wife. As he came, I could hear the sloshing sounds of his thick, frothy cum. My wife was breathing hard and panting as she proclaimed how Dave filled her so thoroughly. Dave was grunting and saying how tight my wife was and how she milked his dick, getting every last drop he had buried in his balls. I was still edging myself, but I was beyond ready for release. I pulled a dildo out from my wife’s nightstand and added a drop of KY before inserting it inside my ass. As I watched Dave and my wife, they were also watching me and seeing everything I was doing. I did not even realize they had stopped as I exploded like a geyser. I had the dildo pushed as deep inside me as I could, and cum flew hitting the headboard above me and all over. I finally lay panting, working to catch my breath as my cock twitched, still dribbling cum while my ass convulsed around the dildo. Dave waited for me to look back at the monitor. He told me to watch as he began to lay with my wife’s leaking pussy. Spreading her legs, he manipulated her to make her queef. As air escaped her pussy, his cum bubbled outward running down the crack between her ass cheeks. Dave had a finger worked inside my wife’s ass. Telling her that he was ready to fuck her again, this time long and slow. My wife looked at me and told me she was not cleaning my mess up when she arrived home. She said goodnight, and then I heard her say, “Fuck me from behind.” The Skype session was closed after that, and I lay in a puddle of my own cum. I slept like a pro that night, waking up crusty and sticky with my wife’s favorite dildo still impaled in my ass. I had not even turned off the lights. Friday night finally arrived, and I picked up my wife and Dave from the airport. I was so happy to see them. Dave told my wife to sit up front, and as we got on the road in the dark, my wife leaned over and undid my pants. I raised my hips off the seat as she slid my pants down all the way to the floorboard. She then took my cock into her mouth and gave me a blowjob like I had not had in years. I pulled into the driveway at home and felt my cum boiling. I told her I was going to cum, but instead of moving away, my wife just continued to suck me until I was dry. She had returned from her trip with a renewed lust and sexual drive.

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