Husband wants to watch his wife help out a friend

She had almost forgotten Mike was in the room, when she felt a warm body press against her back. She wondered vaguely if Liam had given him some hidden signal. She felt her body tense and she wondered if she could go through with this. She kept her eyes tightly shut and wished for a blindfold – or more wine! Relax, she told herself. Just enjoy it. Liam pinched one of her nipples gently and all other thoughts were driven from her head as she gasped.

Mike’s hands rested on her waist and he kissed along the back of her neck towards her ear. She moaned softly when she felt him nibble her earlobe and she unconsciously arched her back to press her ass against him. She started as Liam firmly grasped her hips and turned her towards Mike, her hands resting against their friend’s chest to keep her balance. Now her husband was pressing into her butt, his hands raising her dress to her waist. Mike’s chest was warm and hard. Her hands traced the v-line of his torso to his hips, cognisant that both of her breasts were now exposed.

Mike was obviously similarly conscious of her bare skin, as he smiled slightly, bending his mouth to her small mounds. Her nipples were hard, surrounded by pale areolas and a smattering of light freckles across her skin. She was vaguely aware that Liam had slid her underwear down her legs and was running his hands over her bare ass. Mike straightened, taking a moment to look into her eyes before leaning forward and pressing his lips to hers. She frowned slightly, unused to the contrast between his full lips and surrounding stubble; Liam’s lips were definitely thinner and he was usually clean-shaven. His tongue was tentative and she opened her mouth to it, reaching out with her own tongue to explore his mouth. She clumsily unbuttoned his shirt, baring his chest to press against her skin and feeling the coarse hair tickle in an unfamiliar but pleasant way. Her hands dropped to the waistband of his jeans, tugging at his belt.

She felt her dress slip off her shoulders as Liam undid its tie, immediately followed by her bra. She was dimly aware that she was naked between the two men but was surprised at how comfortable she felt in this foreign position. Indeed, she felt alive and confidently sexual, conscious of the reaction of both men and slightly dizzy with the power of it.

His pants now undone, she slid her hands over Mike’s naked bum squeezing it and pressing him into her pelvis before sliding the jeans down his hips. She knelt in front of him, looking up and enjoying the heat in his gaze as he stared avidly at her. She eased the fabric down his legs, noting with a mouth suddenly dry the size of his cock as it sprang free. She swallowed, her eyes level with it. It was huge. She knew that Liam had an above average-sized cock but Mike’s was both longer and thicker. He was uncircumcised, she noted with satisfaction, just like her husband’s; she enjoyed the additional variation the foreskin allowed in their foreplay.

The tip of Mike’s cock was just poking out from the folds of skin and a single drop of precum was visible. She licked her lips in anticipation before flicking out her tongue to taste it. Mmm. Oral sex was one of her favourite activities, something for which Liam had often expressed his gratification. Her pussy tingled with eagerness and her mouth began to water, but she first freed his legs from the constraints of his jeans. She ran her tongue along one side of his cock and down the other, avoiding the sensitive tip intentionally. She moved it aside with her cheek, stretching her tongue to his balls. He was neatly trimmed and she licked the thin skin, following the veins, moving to the other side and continuing her teasing actions. He widened his stance, giving her better access and let out a low moan when her tongue traced the underside of his sack. She continued her teasing actions and noticed his hands ball into fists at his sides. She gripped his cock firmly in her right hand and looked up at him again. He was still staring down at her, his lips parted, and his open shirt framing his chest. His chest hair curled between his nipples and her eyes followed its line down his muscled abdomen to past his belly button. He really is gorgeous, she thought, immediately followed by: I can’t believe I’m doing this!

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