I’ve been thinking how I conclude my recollections of these two, the thing is, there was no actual end.

If Jill hadn’t been my friend’s wife, I would have definitely had a full blown affair with her.

Instead it was an occasional fuck, only it was more than that, to me.. I was smitten.

I did my best to avoid social contact with them altogether, but when we did, it usually resulted in she and I, making an arrangement to find a way to fuck. And I always felt guilty afterwards.

One particular incident comes to mind.

We were all at a party in the country. The booze flowed, driving was out of the question.

It ended up with several couples sleeping on the floor and settees etc.

Jill had been subtly flirting with me all night.

Dancing with me, touching me, pressing herself against me. Talking dirty.

When the party died down, she and Jack took a settee.

I was near them, on the floor, with my then wife.

Everyone else was scattered about the large lounge, on chairs and the floor, we were all much younger then,

I wouldn’t be able to get up, these days.

Sleep soon followed, but sometime later, I felt my foot being kicked, lightly.

Opening my eyes, Jill was stood looking down at me.

Moonlight shining through the window, revealed that she was naked, well almost, she was wearing a thong…

Which back then, was very exotic.

She was stood looking at me, hand on hip.

My wife, next to me, was snoring lightly.

I looked round the room, everyone else was sleeping, including Jack.

Jill slowly moved her foot up my leg, pushing the blanket aside that was covering me.

She smiled as she got to my groin. I had taken my trousers off, and was just in my boxers.

Silently she inserted her foot through the fly of my boxers.

Her soft, cool foot found my cock. She wriggled her toes on my swiftly hardening cock.

As I lay still, she managed to wriggle my boxers down, with her foot, exposing my cock.

The cool air and the foot massage swiftly harden my cock, and she gently moved her foot along my aching shaft.

My wife stirred, turning, which stopped her foot wank on me.

Still standing, she waited till my wife settled once more.

Her foot pressed and fondled my cock once again. I was getting incredibly hard.

She was massaging my prick and balls deliciously. Then she stopped.

Moving towards her sleeping husband, she knelt on the floor, now almost with in touching distance.

Looking at me, she reached under the blanket that had been covering her, and him, and was still covering her husband.

Not breaking eye contact, with that seductive smile on her face, she reached under the blanket.

She was feeling his cock.

Then, she gently rolled him onto his back, the blanket went with him, like me he’d taken his trousers off,.

Only he was wearing Y fronts.

Still staring directly at me, she gently pulled the front of his pants down, exposing his sleeping cock.

He mumbled, and moved, she took the opportunity of pushing his pants down further.

Slowly she started to rub it. Gently wanking him. She never took her eyes off me.

The cock in her hand started to stiffen. She stretched her leg out, her foot was on my throbbing cock, once again.

Then she bent forward and took her husband’s slowly hardening cock into her mouth.

She sucked him gently, as she rubbed my cock with her foot.

Still looking at me, as she sucked and licked his now, very stiff, cock.

I was frightened to breathe. My wife, sleeping by my side.

Other people asleep in the room. Would they wake, would they see.

She was sucking her sleeping husband off whilst she was foot wanking me.

It was too much, I pushed the blanket in my mouth to stop me crying out.

Her foot pressed my cock against my belly and jets of hot cum shot across her foot.

Somehow she was smirking around her husband’s cock. He was groaning quietly.

I carefully reached towards her and she shuffled round, nearer.

I felt her leg, her thigh, her arse, then she spread her legs as my fingers managed to reach her cunt.

I remember being able to only just reach her. My fingers teased her.

But they were near enough to get them into her thong, her cunt was wet, her clit hard.

I teased her clit, feeling her wetness, then, I felt, more than heard, her gasp.

Somehow she managed to get a little nearer, I slid two fingers into her heat and wetness.

She wasn’t watching me, now, her eyes were on her husband.

He was responding to the sucking his cock was getting.

He started to move to get up. Quickly I removed my hand.

She was up on her knees, kissing him now, whispering in his ear.

Then she pulled the blanket up and covered his face.

And now, with the displaced blanket, much like me, moments before, she pushed some of the blanket into his mouth.

Bending back she continued sucking him off, but she took the opportunity to get nearer to me.

I reached out, silently feeling for her, then, finding the fabric of her thong I tried pulling it off.

She stopped sucking him and her hands pushed her thong off.

I could see her, in the moonlight, naked, on her knees, sucking her husband’s cock.

My cock is hard, now, as I recall the moment, it was so fucking sexy.

I looked at my wife, she was oblivious to this, still snoring.

I looked at the others in the room. They were sleeping peacefully.

Jill was sucking, licking, squeezing her husband’s cock and bollocks.

I reached up, caressing her naked arse. She wriggled it, provocatively.

I pushed my fingers forward as she spread her legs.

Two fingers, together, probing, pushing into her hot, wet, cunt.

She sucked him in, deeply. I knew that feeling, she’d done the same to me.

My cock started to harden as I watched, and fingered her.

Jack was holding the blanket over his face, pushing material in his mouth, stopping any noise he might make.

But he was completely unaware of what I was doing to his wife, and what she had done to me, moments earlier.

Jill was pushing back on my fingers, her cunt tightened around them.

Briefly I considered getting up and pushing my cock, once again rock hard, into her cunt.

Her head was bobbing up and down, his cock being sucked deeper.

He was pushing up, his hips thrusting, and now, he was cumming.

She was using his cock to stop herself from making any noise.

Sucking it deep into her mouth, gaging herself with it.

I heard him grunt and he was obviously cumming in her mouth.

I felt her cunt relax around my fingers, fluid flushing them, as she came too.

She turned and looked at me, opening her mouth, she showed me her mouth, full of creamy spunk.

Smilingly, she allowed cum to dribble slightly from her lips. Dirty, sexy, bitch.

I laid back, my fingers in my mouth as I now, sucked them, tasting her juices.

She watched me, swallowing his spunk, then ostentatiously licking her lips.

Silently she got up and got onto the sofa next to her husband,.

She covered them both with the blanket. Jack’s head was uncovered now. He smiled at her, she bent to kiss him.

Eyes slightly open, I watched them kiss. Imagining the taste in her mouth.

Again, she turned and smirked at me..

*********

Monday morning, after the party.

Jack was bragging about how horny his wife is, how she had given him an amazing blow job while everyone was sleeping at the party.

I showed suitable astonishment, “No, “ I said, in mock disbelief. “She didn’t “

Again, I felt guilty, while he was being sucked off, I’d had a foot job and given his wife a good fingering.

And I’d been watching that very blow job.

I knew what happened was not only wrong, but potentially dangerous for all of us.

But it also made me realise what she was doing to me, somehow she was using me.

We were mates before he met her, was she trying to come between us.

I never got into that situation again…

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So, now, we have to move forward about five years…

I had split from my first wife, nothing to do with Jack and Jill.

I was living with the lady I’m married to, today. Cee.

The lady who mostly features in my torrid tales of lust and depravity.

She and I had an extra marital affair, and it’s during this period, that the next part of this tale unfolds.

As so often happens, the pendulum swings, and I was getting much more sex than Jack was.

He was still married to Jill, but for whatever reason, sex wasn’t really happening.

I know this, because he was very open about his sex life.

I never really had been.

However, now I was getting plenty.

My wife was over having children, and my lover couldn’t get enough of me.

I was at it every day, sometimes with both of them, (not at the same time) but one in the afternoon, the other in the evening. Sometimes I was having sex morning, noon and night.

Cee was a revelation sexually, to me. She knew what she wanted, she was confident and experienced.

My wife was the complete opposite. She had been a virgin when I met her. Basically shy around men.

I had taken her maiden head. (How archaic) …Mine was the only cock she had held, fucked or sucked.

I’d often teased her about this. She would say mine was the only cock she wanted.

I would say how do you know that if you’ve never tried another.

One day, Jack said he’d seen my wife, how good she looked, how she lost her “baby weight“ etc…..

That night, in bed, I told her this.

I was sucking her nipples, at the time , playing with her cunt.

Devilishly.I mentioned that he’d seen her,..” In fact” whispered “I think he’d like to fuck you”

She giggled…sighed, “bite my nipples “ she mewed.

While I did, I was thinking about my lover, and thinking about Jack’s wife, Jill.

And, suddenly, I was thinking about my innocent wife being fucked by someone else.

Even though I was enjoying my wife, I wanted more of Cee’s experience. More opportunities to fuck her.

Was this, perhaps the answer to a couple of quandaries. I could negate my guilt with Jack, whilst he did, be with Cee.

“Would you like him to fuck you ?” I ventured ….She just sighed, then moaned..then giggled

“I think he’d like to fuck you” I continued ..“He’s always going on about your breasts” I lied (he’d never mentioned them)

“Oh, what does he say” she asked m eagerly, looking at me, now.

“He’s obsessed with them” I murmured, feeling them , holding them. “He’d like to feel your big tits” I chuckled.

“Ohh” she sighed, “ And I know he wants to suck your nipples, he said so when I told him how much you like that”

Now I sucked her nipples alternatively, pinching, sucking her teats. “Mmmmm” she moaned.

“Oh you’re so bad, talking about what we do ?” She whimpered. Her hands on my cock.

“I’ve told him you’re my virgin “ I chuckled. “That mines the only cock you’ve had”

“You didn’t “ she uttered indignantly, but she was getting more excited, wetter, moaning.

I could feel her cunt tighten on my cock, which she’d somehow slid into her cunt as I sucked on her tits.

“Yes, I did, and he said if you ever wanted a comparison, he’d love to demonstrate his equipment for you” I managed to say.

“Oh, what did you say to that” she was mumbling now, and then..

“But would you mind, though, wouldn’t you be upset “

“Never mind that” I growled “Would you like him to fuck you ?” slowing my pace, but still fucking her.

“Oh, I don’t know, I …yes…but what… oh god that’s nice,… your cock feels enormous, ..it’s so hard”

It was true, I was getting really turned on. I was imagining my mate, fucking my wife. My wife fucking my mate.

What I’d seen as an opportunity to redress the balance of guilt, as in, let my pal fuck my wife, was now really exciting me.

“I wouldn’t mind” I groaned, trying not to cum. My heart pounding.

“You’d love it, though, wouldn’t you, feeling another’s cock inside you…another man’s cock, not mine”

“Oh fuck, oh god this is so fucking horny” she gasped.

“Shall I ..does he really want too ?…. Does he really want to fuck mee” she wailed

“Yes of course he does, who wouldn’t want to fuck you, suck your big tits,” I was almost shouting now.

“He wants to stick his big cock in your wet fucking cunt …you fucking tart, oh god .will you suck him toooo….oh fuck…”

We were both thrusting passionately now, “ oh god, I’m cumming, now, have thaaat” I cried out.

It was great sex, and she said so too, as she came noisily….

So, after she calmed down, and after the best sex I’d had with my wife, she agreed to my idea, and I made a plan…

To be continued…