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He’s surprised when his wife seduces her best friend, then she wants him to fuck her friend.
Gary, a man of unassuming tastes, had always been drawn to the soft, gentle warmth of his wife Robyn’s embrace. Her chubby frame and long, straight brown hair had been a comfort to him on countless nights. But tonight, as he sat in the worn armchair by the fireplace, watching the flames dance, his gaze drifted to the sofa where Robyn and her best friend, Sherry, lounged. Sherry, with her voluptuous figure and long blonde hair that cascaded over her shoulders, had always been a silent temptation in the corner of his thoughts. He’d never dare act on it, of course. The friendship between the two women was sacred, untouchable. Or so he’d thought.
The room was a canvas of shadows and candlelight, the only sounds the crackling fire and the occasional sigh of contentment from the sofa. Sherry’s eyes, a piercing blue that seemed to glow in the flickering light, met Robyn’s. The air thickened as a silent understanding passed between them, a spark of something new and unexplored. It was a look that seemed to speak of a thousand secrets shared in whispers over the years, of a bond that went deeper than friendship.
As if reading his thoughts, Robyn leaned closer to Sherry, her plush curves pressing into the blonde’s side. Sherry’s breath hitched, her eyes widening slightly before a sly smile curved her lips. Without a word, Robyn reached out and traced a line along Sherry’s neck with her fingertip, sending a shiver down the blonde’s spine. The atmosphere shifted, the comfort of friendship giving way to the electric hum of desire.
Gary’s heart pounded as he watched, unable to look away. His eyes took in the sight of his wife’s hand on Sherry’s skin, the way Sherry’s pulse quickened beneath the pad of her thumb. He felt a heat uncoil in his belly, a hunger that was as surprising as it was undeniable. The fabric of their mundane evening stretched tight, ready to snap with the force of unbridled passion. And when Robyn leaned in to kiss Sherry, her full lips pressing against the blonde’s surprised mouth, the world as they knew it shifted.
Sherry’s eyes closed, a soft gasp escaping her as she melted into the kiss. Her hand found Robyn’s thigh, her fingers kneading the soft flesh as the kiss grew deeper, more urgent. The two women, so alike in their chubby beauty, began to move in a silent dance of exploration. Their clothes fell away, revealing the lush curves and soft folds that had been hidden beneath. Robyn’s eyes grew dark with desire as she took in Sherry’s nakedness, her breasts heaving with every shallow breath she took.
Sherry’s hand traveled up to cup Robyn’s breast, her thumb circling the hardening nipple. The brunette moaned, arching into the touch, her own hand sliding down to trace the curve of Sherry’s waist. They were like two lions claiming their territory, their every movement a declaration of desire. And then, in a sudden, shocking move, Robyn bent her head to kiss her way down Sherry’s leg, her mouth lingering at the arch of her foot before taking her toe into her mouth.
The blonde’s eyes shot open, her breath catching as she felt the warm wetness of Robyn’s mouth around her digit. She’d never felt anything like this before, never imagined that a simple touch could be so electrifying. As Robyn suckled on her toe, Sherry’s body responded with a jolt of pleasure that traveled straight to her core. She watched, transfixed, as Robyn moved to her other foot, her eyes never leaving hers. The intimacy of the act was unlike anything she’d ever shared with a lover, let alone a friend.
The women’s eyes remained locked, a silent conversation of need and want passing between them. The air was thick with the scent of arousal, the only sound the occasional pop of the fire. Sherry’s hand found its way to her own sex, her fingers stroking herself in time with the rhythm of Robyn’s mouth. The brunette’s eyes grew hooded with desire as she watched, her own hand sliding down to mirror the blonde’s. The tension grew, a tight coil of heat and passion that begged for release.
As the minutes stretched out, the room grew warmer, the heat of their bodies a testament to the fire that had been kindled between them. The boundaries of friendship had been crossed, and there was no going back. This was a night that would change everything, a night that would be burned into their memories forever. The taste of the forbidden danced on their tongues, and it was a flavor they were desperate for more of. The only question was, how much further would they be willing to go?
Robyn’s mouth continued its journey up Sherry’s leg, leaving a trail of kisses as she went. Her breath was hot and moist against the blonde’s skin, sending waves of pleasure crashing through her body. When she reached the apex of Sherry’s thighs, she paused, her eyes searching for permission. Sherry’s nod was almost imperceptible, but it was all the invitation Robyn needed. She parted the blonde’s legs, revealing the soft, golden mound of her sex. The scent of her arousal filled the room, sweet and intoxicating.
With a hunger that surprised even herself, Robyn bent her head and took a long, lingering lick up Sherry’s slit, savoring the taste of her friend’s desire. Sherry’s body bucked, a sharp cry escaping her lips as she felt the brush of Robyn’s tongue. The brunette’s eyes remained on hers, watching her reaction, learning what she liked. She found Sherry’s clit, a hard little pearl begging for attention, and flicked it lightly. Sherry’s hips rolled, her hand gripping the arm of the sofa as she tried to keep herself from falling apart.
The intensity grew, their breathing ragged and uneven as they pushed each other closer to the edge. Robyn’s tongue swirled around Sherry’s clit, the blonde’s hips rising to meet her. Sherry’s fingers tangled in Robyn’s hair, guiding her, urging her on. And then, with one final, deep suck, Sherry’s body stiffened, her eyes squeezing shut as the most intense orgasm of her life crashed over her. Her thighs quivered around Robyn’s face, her moans filling the room as she rode the wave of pleasure. It was an earthquake of sensation, a moment that seemed to last forever.
When the tremors finally subsided, Sherry’s eyes opened to find Robyn looking up at her, a smug smile on her lips. The brunette sat back on her heels, wiping a strand of hair from her face, her chest heaving. “Your turn,” Sherry breathed, her voice a husky whisper.
Gary watched from his chair, his cock straining against his pants, his hand moving in time with the rhythm of Sherry’s climax. He had never felt so alive, so turned on by the sight of his wife with another woman. He was torn between the urge to join them and the fear of breaking the spell. But as Sherry reached for him, her hand beckoning, he knew he could no longer resist. He stood up, the chair creaking beneath him, and walked towards the sofa, his heart racing with excitement and trepidation.
The air was thick with the scent of sex, the candles casting a warm glow over their bodies. Sherry’s hand found his, guiding him closer, her eyes never leaving his. As he knelt beside her, she leaned in and kissed him, her tongue tasting herself on his lips. The kiss was a declaration, a promise of what was to come. He felt Robyn’s hands on his back, her nails digging into his skin as she whispered his name. And in that moment, he knew that their lives would never be the same.
With a grace that belied her size, Sherry slid off the sofa, taking Robyn’s place. Her eyes were a smoldering ember, a stark contrast to the blush that painted her cheeks. She took Robyn’s foot in her hands, her gaze traveling from the brunette’s toes to her eyes, seeking approval. When Robyn nodded, a soft moan escaping her lips, Sherry leaned in and took her big toe into her mouth, suckling gently. The sensation was alien, but oh so good.
Robyn’s eyes rolled back in her head, her body arching as Sherry’s tongue danced around her toe. The feeling of her friend’s mouth on her foot was unbearably erotic, sending a bolt of pleasure through her body that made her sex throb with need. She couldn’t believe what was happening, but she didn’t want it to stop. Her hand reached down, her fingers playing with her clit, matching the rhythm of Sherry’s ministrations.
The sight of Sherry, her blonde hair cascading over her shoulders as she worshiped Robyn’s foot, was more than he could take. His cock throbbed with anticipation, and he reached out to stroke it, his hand moving in time with Sherry’s mouth. The room was alive with the sounds of their pleasure, the soft whimpers and gasps that filled the air like music. The tension grew, the anticipation almost painful. And then, with a shudder that seemed to start in her toes, Robyn came, her orgasm crashing through her body like a tidal wave.
The room was silent but for their heavy breathing, the crackle of the fire the only sound. They were all caught in the aftermath of passion, their hearts racing with the excitement of the unexplored. It was a moment of pure, unfiltered desire, and it was beautiful. Sherry looked up at him, her eyes questioning, and he knew what she was asking. Without a word, he nodded, his cock pulsing with need.
The blonde took his hand, pulling him closer to the sofa. He could feel the heat from her body, the warmth of her skin as she guided him to stand before her. She took him in her mouth, her tongue swirling around his shaft as he watched the two women he loved most in the world, their bodies entwined in a dance of passion. It was a sight that would be burned into his memory forever.
As Sherry took him deeper, her cheeks hollowing with every bob of her head, Robyn reached out to cup his balls, her thumb teasing the sensitive skin. The sensation was overwhelming, the combination of their touches pushing him closer and closer to the edge. And when Robyn leaned in to kiss him, her tongue sliding along the length of his shaft, he knew he was lost.
The world spun out of control as he climaxed, his seed filling Sherry’s mouth. She swallowed greedily, her eyes never leaving his. And when she pulled back, her smile was one of pure satisfaction. The three of them sat there for a moment, panting and spent, their hearts pounding in unison. The friendship that had been the foundation of their lives had shifted, morphed into something new and thrilling.
As they lay tangled together on the sofa, the fire casting shadows over their naked bodies, they knew that this was just the beginning. They had crossed a line that could never be uncrossed, but they had no regrets. In fact, all they could think about was when they could do it again. The night had just begun, and they had a whole new world of pleasure to explore.
Sherry’s eyes danced with mischief as she looked up at Robyn, her cheeks still flushed from her own climax. “Your turn,” she murmured, her voice thick with desire. Robyn’s breath hitched as Sherry’s head dipped between her legs, her soft hair tickling her inner thighs. The blonde’s tongue darted out, tasting the brunette’s slick folds, exploring the landscape of her friend’s sex with a curiosity that bordered on obsession.
With a groan, Robyn spread her legs wider, giving Sherry full access to her most intimate parts. Sherry took her time, savoring every inch of her. She found the soft mound of Robyn’s mons, the delicate curls of her pubic hair, and the slick, swollen flesh beneath. She licked and nibbled, teasing the brunette’s clit until it was a tight, sensitive bud begging for attention. And then, with a growl of pure, unbridled lust, she took it into her mouth, sucking hard.
Robyn’s body bowed off the sofa, her fingers digging into the cushions as Sherry’s mouth worked magic on her clit. The blonde’s tongue swirled around the sensitive nub, her teeth grazing it lightly. The sensation was exquisite, a symphony of pleasure that built and built until Robyn thought she might shatter. Her hips bucked, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as Sherry’s tongue flicked and swirled, bringing her closer and closer to the brink.
And then, with a scream that echoed through the room, Robyn came. Her orgasm was a thing of beauty, a crescendo of pleasure that seemed to go on forever. Her body trembled and convulsed, her legs wrapping around Sherry’s head to hold her in place. Sherry took it all, her eyes closed in concentration as she drank in the sweetness of Robyn’s release. When the waves finally subsided, the brunette collapsed back onto the sofa, her body limp with satisfaction.
The air was electric as they stared at each other, their breathing still ragged. The heat between them was palpable, a living, breathing entity that demanded more. And more they would give it. This was no longer a simple act of curiosity or experimentation. This was a declaration of carnality, a promise to explore every inch of each other’s bodies. The fire in the fireplace flickered, casting shadows over their damp, flushed skin as they moved in for round two.
With a seductive smile, Robyn turned to her husband. “Fuck her,” she murmured, her eyes gleaming with desire. “Take her like you’ve always wanted to.”
Gary’s eyes widened, but the need was too strong to resist. He looked to Sherry, her expression a mix of excitement and anticipation. She nodded, her cheeks still flushed from her own climax. With a grace that defied her chubby figure, Sherry turned and got onto her hands and knees on the sofa, her plump ass in the air, her blonde hair cascading down her back. Robyn reached out and spread Sherry’s cheeks, exposing her glistening pussy, the sight of which made Gary’s cock throb anew.
He positioned himself behind Sherry, his hands shaking with anticipation. He guided his erection to her wetness, the tip brushing against her clit, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body. She gasped, her back arching as he pushed inside her, filling her completely. The sensation was overwhelming, a perfect blend of familiarity and taboo. Sherry’s eyes rolled back in her head as he began to move, his hips slapping against her ass with every thrust. The sound was primal, a testament to their hunger for each other.
Robyn watched with rapt attention, her own hand sliding down to her clit. The sight of her husband claiming her best friend’s body was like nothing she’d ever seen, and it turned her on more than she could have imagined. She whispered encouragement, her voice hoarse with need. “Fuck her, baby,” she said. “Make her scream.”
Gary took her words to heart, his strokes growing more forceful, his grip on Sherry’s hips tightening. He watched as the blonde’s breasts bounced with every thrust, the soft flesh jiggling enticingly. He could feel the heat building in his balls, the tension coiling in his belly. And when Sherry’s cries grew louder, her body tightening around him, he knew she was close.
He reached around and found her clit, his thumb pressing and circling as he pounded into her from behind. Sherry’s moans grew to screams, her body shaking as she climaxed again, her pussy clenching around his cock. The sight was too much for him, and with a roar of pleasure, he followed her over the edge, filling her with his hot seed. They collapsed in a heap on the sofa, their bodies sticky with sweat and cum, their hearts hammering against each other.
The silence that followed was profound, a quiet that seemed to stretch on for an eternity. They lay there, their limbs tangled, their breathing slowly returning to normal. And then, with a laugh that was both nervous and joyous, Sherry looked over her shoulder at Robyn. “Your turn,” she said, her voice a teasing purr.
Robyn’s eyes lit up with excitement, and she nodded eagerly. Without a word, she climbed off the sofa, her body swaying slightly with every step. She positioned herself on all fours on the plush rug in front of the fireplace, her chubby ass in the air. The flickering flames cast an orange glow over her skin, making her look like a goddess of the hearth. Sherry and Gary exchanged a look of pure, unbridled lust before he knelt behind her, his cock already hard again.
He slid into her easily, her pussy still slick from her earlier orgasm. The feel of her tightness around him was unlike anything he’d ever experienced, and he had to bite his lip to keep from coming immediately. Sherry watched, her eyes wide, as he began to fuck her best friend with a passion that was both fierce and gentle.
The three of them moved together, their bodies in sync with each other’s desires. It was a dance of lust that had no rules, no boundaries. The only thing that mattered was the pleasure they gave and received. And as the night went on, they pushed each other further, exploring every inch of their sexuality. It was a night of revelation, of discovering parts of themselves they had never dared to explore.
And as they lay there, spent and satisfied, the flames of the fire casting a warm glow over their naked forms, they knew that this was just the beginning. The evening had taken a turn none of them had expected, and yet, as they tangled together, their bodies still pulsing with the aftershocks of their shared passion, there was a sense of rightness to it all. The air was thick with the scent of sex, a heady perfume that seemed to cling to every surface.
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