Playing With Fire - Sex Stories

Playing With Fire

... a good thing he brought that lube." "Yeah, I saw it. Why did you bring lube to a dinner party?" Steve was a bit startled with my question and replied, "I'm like a good Boy Scout. I always come prepared." "No, I'm serious. Did you come here with the intention of fucking my wife?" I said sternly. "Well, I was hopin'. When you asked me over, I couldn't believe you had a change of heart after you tossed me out on my ear. Then... when Anne said she had something very special for dessert, I kinda knew." "So you've done this sort of thing before?" "You mean shag someone's wife like this?" "Yes. That is exactly what I mean." "I've done it lots. You can't believe how many couples are into this. I could do it twice a day if I wanted," Steve grinned. "Well, big boy, with equipment like this, you should be a porn-star," Anne said as she squeezed his cock. "I've been told that before, but I don't think it would be fun fucking plastic chicks with phony tits," he replied, cupping Anne's big natural boobs. Then he asked, "Is that it, or are we going for more?" "You're not getting off that easy, stud. The night is still young. Besides, that steak dinner wasn't free. You gotta earn it." Anne answered, pulling him in for a kiss. This night was one of firsts. Anne's first cock besides mine. My first time sharing my wife. Her first really big cock, and now we have positioned ourselves to give her her first double-penetration. Anne straddled Steve with his monstrous member buried in her pussy as ...

... deep as it would go. I had fingered and lubed her tight little rosebud. I added a generous amount to the head of my cock, and eased it in. "Owww! Be gentle," Anne cooed, as her tight little opening stretched to accommodate me. The head popped in, and inch-by-inch, I disappeared into her cavity. Steve lay motionless as I worked my way in. I pushed past her sphincter muscles, and she cried out, "Oh my god that hurts." "Sweetheart, just try to relax." "Relax??? You try to relax with a base-ball bat up your ass! Oh fuck, that is burning! Owww!" "Squeeze it. It will make it easier, and just be happy it's not Steve!" She laughed, and tightened her muscles, then they relaxed, and I was buried to the hilt. I just stayed there for a few seconds. "How is that, Babe? Any better?" "Hmmmm... yeah, much. I feel real full. I kinda like it." "Good. You ready?" "Yeah. Fuck me!" I pulled out and slammed back in, and she whimpered a bit. I poured more lube on my shaft and it slid like a finely-machined piston. Steve was being stimulated by my movements through the thin membrane separating us. He started thrusting in time with me. It was obvious he had done this before. He pick up the rhythm quickly. This was a lot more complex than I thought it would be. Even our moans were in time. "Ahhhh, that is incredible!" Anne moaned, then gasped with each movement. Steve was caressing and biting her nipples that were hanging in his face, adding to her pleasure. We became a team that was trying to reach ...