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My friend, Daniel. I was at his party they were hosting over his big promotion. He hosted this big gathering at a function room. The tables were all covered in white cloth, the windows hidden behind velvet red curtains. Buffet of all you can eat of various meats, different dishes and sandwiches provided handmade by his wife, all served with champagne in tall glasses.
Me and Daniel over laughing over our antics at work, things we get up to yet we still get the job done while the other dream works there hardest and still comes behind. âThey can not hold a candle to us, Daniel. Come on!â I grinned at him. âYou have to admitâŚâ
âAdmit what?â His wife said, approaching with a fresh but final platter of sandwiches with gravy soaked beef and pimento cheese, that were so just delicious. She really knew how to do special things with oneâs mouth.
âJohn was just talking about work. Our âperformanceâ over the other teams.â
âYeah?â She smiled, revealing her perfect white teeth.
I laughed âYeah, youâd find it boring and egodriven, man crap.â
His wife gorgeous, long black hair that usually kept in a bun and this was one of the few events where she literally let her hair down.
âI donât know, man crap?â She grins. âI love it when my husband talks dirty to me.â She let out a laugh that made me and Daniel both let out in laughter. Though I used the chaos of the laughter to stare at her large wellrounded rack that was barely held within the confines of that tight dress, let alone her ass. Her breasts looked like perfect circles, she was not even wearing a bra. To think that her nipples were one wrong move away from being visible.
âAhem,â Daniel cleared his throat. âAnyway, well, you know what, instead of just talking about it here, why donât we continue the discussion over some beers at our place?â
I raised an eyebrow, considering the invitation. âI donât know, man. Iâve got an early morning tomorrow.â
Danielâs wife joined in, a friendly smile on her face. âOh, come on, John. Itâll be a casual gettogether, nothing too wild. Plus, I make a mean spinach dip thatâs worth trying. You wouldnât want to miss out.â
Her inviting tone and the promise of good food made me reconsider. With a smile, I agreed, âAlright, why not? Beers at your place it is.â
As we all agreed to head to their place, she suddenly seemed to lose her energy. Her movements became sluggish, and her eyelids drooped.
Concerned, Daniel asked, âAre you alright, honey?â
Her husband quickly stepped in, guiding her towards the back seat. âShe occasionally has these sleep attacks; itâs a medical thing. Donât worry, she just needs a bit of rest. John, can you give me a hand here?â
I nodded, helping Daniel position her comfortably in the back seat. She settled with a tired but grateful smile, her husband thanking us for our understanding. Her nipple secretly visible as I put her down. It was hard and poking outwards.
âIt happens from time to time. Sheâll be fine after a short nap.â With that, we carefully closed the car door, and Daniel drove us to their place with a sense of concern in the air.
The drive to Danielâs house was filled with casual chatter and laughter, with the wife seemingly back to her lively self after a short nap. As we arrived, Daniel popped open the beers, and we settled into his living room.
Amidst the casual banter and the clinking of beer bottles, the wife suddenly said. âWell, folks, I hate to be a party pooper, but I think itâs time for me to call it a night. Annoyingly, Iâm no longer sleepy, so Iâll be taking some sleeping pills to get a good nightâs rest.â She added with a playful smile. âBut you guys go ahead and enjoy. Iâll catch up on the fun next time.â
As she made her way to the bedroom, we continued our evening, sipping beers and sharing stories, leaving her to the solace of a good nightâs sleep aided by the sleeping pills.
I ended up doing a drinking game, and I won and well⌠he collapsed unconscious from all the drinking. Drunk, and still horny from seeing his wifeâs nipple, I heard up the stairs in a hope to peek another snippet of her while she slept.
I pulled into her bedroom where she had left her door open presumably waiting for her husband. I swayed in, and saw her under the covers in bed. I pulled up the cover and to my shock, her big thongcovered ass was staring back at me. I gasped, and instantly grew rock hard, and found it so hot to be staring at Danielâs sleeping wifeâs big rounded ass cheeks. How her ass was ever kept it within such a tight dress was a mystery to him.
I suddenly recalled her not wearing a bra earlier and had to see them, but this was a California kingsized bed, heâd need to climb on it to reach her and so he would need to check she was properly asleep. He needed a way to make sure that whatever he did he could play off for laughs if she was actually still awake.
He pulled his hand back and as hard as could, he gave her butt a big slap. Her ass was so big and plump it shook and the whole thing bounced with the slap. It suddenly grew very red, he had slapped his friendâs wife bum so hard it left a mark.
He should feel bad for his actions he thought but if anything it just made his dick harder. Seeing that it didnât wake her up, he quickly climbed into her bed, the mattress strings popped as he pulled himself closer to her unconscious body. They had all this but lacked a good bed, the hell?
Now laying close to her mouth, if she would wake up now he would be immediately caught. Hesitantly, and anxiously he pulled her covers over and slowly pulled out these two huge, fully circular beasts with perfect small areolas that filled the center of the breasts. He gasped, they were amazing, his heart skipped a beat as he saw them. As he pulled up and off the covers, they bounced.
Not thinking, he immediately started to suck as he could on the hard nipple. Fuck, this was so hot, tasted so good, he sucked and sucked. He was probably going to get anyway, so he thought he might as well make her his. He began to bite down on her nipple, hard but stopped so he wouldnât cut it.
Next, he was going to see how well she could breathe, he pulled down her jaw and to her surprise though he had to be a little rough, it opened. He grabbed her head by hair and positioned himself comfortably and pushed in his dick. He was going to see how well sheâd breathe, with his cock down her throat.
Grabbing her head, he pushed his cock deep into her mouth. She was unconscious so itâs not like she was going to gag. He pulled his dick so he feels her tongue be forcibly dragged along the bottom of his shaft. He closed his eyes and exhaled pleasurably. This was one of the best nights of his life.
He had to know what would happen so he positioned his dick into her mouth, careful to avoid her teeth, especially those two fang looking ones, and shoved her head into his cock, deep as it could go, and it pushed down, pushed his waist upwards. Anyone else would be gagging really badly right now, she was making some noise like choking but that was just because her body was automatically breathing while she slept.
Then he felt it, his dick slipped down the hole of throat. Fuck, this was hot and made him so hard. So, what would he do next? Force his dick down and ruin her throat, or just cum down it.
No⌠if he was going to ruin his best friendâs wife. Heâd do it somewhere that would ruin it for him for months, forever maybe.
He shifted himself back down her bed and came back to that big ass. He pulled the underwear that tightly fitted around her plumpness, it was tightly connected. He had to move her legs just so he could start to pull them down. He also positioned her waist, so she was basically positioning her body for doggy style.
Down, her underwear came over rounded curves of her rear and down her thick legs. The sweet smell of pussy filled his nose as he pulled them down to her knees. He should probably leave them here so he could put them to pretend nothing happened.
He went to let go of the underwear, but felt wetness. Why? He touched the center of her underwear, damp to the touch. Had her vagina just cleaned itself, was she sweating or her body just reacting to him. He stroked a finger over her vagina.
His wife was the type of girl who had lips that butterflied around her clit and hole when spread. He put in one finger, forcing it into her hole. Her insides reacted to the finger, gripping it tightly. She was this tight? What the hell was her husband doing? He should be spending time ruining this pussy⌠Whatever heâd do it instead.
He lifts her waist, widening her lips and shoving his dick hard into her hole. It didnât matter about being gentle, she wasnât going to feel it. Not until she wakes up and if his dick is enough to make her insides soft, then thatâs on him.
Her pussy immediately gripped upon him the moment he put it in. He hanged his head back, wow. Tight and wet, fuck he was definitely not going to last long in this pussy. He moved his waist back and forth, pushing his dick in and out her that tight hole. She making his dick feel so good, he didnât even think heâd ever felt a pussy pleasure like this. He wanted to just cum and fill his wifeâs pussy up now, make him has His sloppy seconds and how heâd probably feel ill or his penis probably wouldnât be able to get up properly knowing another dick had been inside her and had been inside her raw.
On the other hand, her pussy kept rubbing at his head, with all his strength and a lot of effort he tossed and turned her until she layed on her back. Then, he pushed his dick in as deep as possible, if this pussy was going to be this tight. He was going to see how tight it could go.
He pressed his dick so deep inside, it hit her cervix. He couldnât take how good this felt and it didnât matter anymore. He sped up his pumps to unbearable levels for himself, he knew he wasnât going to last long but he was going to go as fast as possible just to enjoy it properly and enough so⌠Ah fuck.
Fuck, it felt so good, he was going to cum soon he knew it, he sped as fast as he possibly could. God⌠Fuck⌠it felt so good⌠he wasnât going to last⌠He couldnât⌠it felt so good he couldnât take it. He was going toâŚ
He cummed, he felt his dick spasm endless within her, he hasnât cummed in so long and he hadnât cummed this good in forever. As he continued to pump hot liquid inside her, not that sheâd know, he imagined all that sperm that he was currently making swim through her insides.
Fuckkkk⌠he stopped cumming and removed his dick, his dick gradually growing smaller, he quickly pulled her underwear back up her legs and over her butt. The cum would either sit inside or spill out onto her underwear.
He pushed all her weight until she eventually laid on her side then he covered her back up with her covers.
Quickly, he got dressed and now sober enough to walk, he headed downstairs and found her husband, his best friend. He lifted up from over the knocked over table, and pulled him around his shoulders. Thank god, he was taught by a medic team once how to carry a person and exhaustibly, his took him upstairs. All this effort was making him sweat, he helped, dragging his heavy body up the stairs and quickly dumped him onto his own bed and next to his wife. His defied wife is indirectly just cucked him with her unconscious cummy pussy and the taste and smell of cock on her mouth.
He needed to cover his tracks so unfastened his friendâs pants, hopefully he wouldnât be caught doing something so weird but eventually pulled his pants and underwear down and laid him, with his pants down, next to his wife, with his hand over her ass, with her butt slightly showing.
So maybe, just maybe. Heâd think he had drunkenly fucked her unconscious body.
Then went downstairs, grabbed some of his friends crisps from the cupboard and a pack of his beer and watched Netflix and drank until he too fell unconscious.
The next morning, he was awoken to a headache and a cup of coffee in his face.
âHere,â his wife said âyou must have had hell of a nightâ
He smiled and said âYou have no idea.â
He carefully grabbed the cup âCareful itâs hot.â She says.
He looked at her now dressed in a pair of tight blue jeans, and red plaid shirt with a dark green tank top underneath. He looked at the vagina area of her jeans. He still couldnât believe his cum was currently in there.
She walked off, and loved watching her big ass tightly fitted into those jeans as she left. He was so happy he had the opportunity to tap that, he thought as he blowed on his drink and took a swig.
Mmm, ahh. He said tasting its strong bitter flavour, she had remembered he enjoyed black coffee.
A few hours later I was still there and once I saw his wife hold her husband from behind and thank him for last night, I declared my exit and headed home. Still couldnât believe I had done what I had.
When I got home, I got a beer to celebrate my friendâs wife, I should feel guilty but she was very hot and the alcohol still had an effect on my morals.
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