A Friend in Need - Sex Stories

A Friend in Need

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He cleared his throat again. “So, you’re happy for me to ah, to fuck Sally? To make love to your wife?”

I nodded. “Yes. And I can join in if you like, or whatever makes it easier – or more appealing – for you. To be honest, our sex life has been getting pretty stale recently. So, you’d be doing us a favour, too.”

He looked at Sally and appeared to think about it for a moment. Then he grinned at me. “OK, if you really mean it?”

“I do.”

“That wasn’t too hard,” Sally giggled.

Sally leant in to kiss him again, and this time, Max responded – hesitantly at first, but with increasing enthusiasm as his repressed lust started to take over.

My cock started to grow as I watched them. Sally’s hand moved from his thigh to the bulge in his jeans, and Max’s own hand manoeuvred its way under her top and began fondling her breasts. Sally moaned as I saw Max pinch a nipple.

After only a couple of minutes of smooching, Sally broke off, her breathing eager and irregular; I, too, was excited, and I rock-hard as I saw my wife’s enthusiasm.

“I think we should take this to the bedroom,” she announced. Standing, she pulled Max to his feet and led him up the stairs. I slowly followed.

Sally invited Max into our private space – our inner sanctum. This act alone brought home what we were about to do; I was both nervous and thrilled. The ricocheting of butterflies in my stomach was matched only by the thump-thump of my heart.

Once inside, they stood facing each ...

... other by the large double bed. Max unbuttoned Sally’s blouse, and she slid out of it, leaving her upper body clad only in a bra. She helped Max pull his T-shirt over his head. As aroused as I’d ever been, I watched as she unhooked her bra and freed her large breasts. As she exposed herself to him, I thought there was a very real danger that I might spontaneously shoot my load.

They had eyes only for each other; I could very well not have been there. They kissed again, mouths open and tongues exploring. Max’s hands were roaming over my wife’s magnificent tits, exploring, stroking, gently pulling. Sally was moaning in response, and her frantic hands found his belt buckle.

Sally knelt and pushed his jeans and jockey shorts down. His cock sprang free, and I was a little startled. He was larger than I remembered. Not huge, but definitely a little bigger than me; maybe an inch longer and certainly a little thicker. Like me, he was uncircumcised and had a beautifully shaped glans. I could see Sally’s eyes widen in pleasant surprise. Then she leaned forward and took the velvety head into her mouth, her hands stroking his rigid shaft at the same time.

“Mmm, you have a very nice cock,” she murmured. Then she giggled. “You’re a bit moreenhanced than Joël, too. I’m really going to enjoy this.” Her eyes sparkled as she gave me a smug grin and returned her mouth to Max’s weapon.

It was Max’s turn to groan, his pleasure obvious. But after only a few seconds of her ministrations, he ...