It was a fantastic vacation, but my wife and I were glad to be home. My buddy Anthony had offered to pick us up from the airport. His truck pulled up to the curb at our gate and we jumped inside. We were all happy to see each other since none of us had been able to hang out recently.
On the drive home, he mentioned that things were not going well with him and his long-time girlfriend Elizabeth. They had both decided it was time to move on and he was pretty sure they would be moving out sooner than later. His plan was to get a new apartment when his current lease with Elizabeth ended.
Unfortunately, there was about a two-week period before he could move into his new place. He was going to stay one week at his mom’s house and could stay two if he could stand it that long. I let him know that he was welcome to stay at our house in the guest room if he was going crazy at his mom’s house.
Eventually the day came and Anthony moved out of the apartment he shared with Elizabeth. It was a bad break-up and they were both upset. He decided to move in with his mother to see how that would work. It was only after living with her for two days, I got the phone call. He asked “can I still take you up on the offer to stay at your house until I move into my new apartment?” I told him “he was welcome any time.” After a couple of days, he settled in the guest room of our home. My wife likes Anthony and we always have a good time together, but having him actually living with us for two weeks was different.
The first three nights were casual. We would grill out and hang out by the pool. We all had to get up early for work, so late night drinking and partying was not on the schedule. Then Friday night rolled around. We pretty much did the same thing as the rest of the week – grilled out and hung out by the pool. But the alcohol started to flow and I knew things we going to take a turn as they usually do with the three of us (see previous stories).
We were on our third cocktail and decided to cool off in the pool. The water was warm and my wife clung to my back as I swam around the pool. We all settled at the large steps that entered the pool. It was a great night! We were listening to music, talking, laughing, and drinking into the night. My wife was snuggled up right beside me. I looked over and could tell she was felling no pain and very frisky. Suddenly her hand started working its way up my leg to my swim trunks. My dick began to stiffen as she gently started rubbing the front of my trunks. Anthony jumped up and announced he was going in the house to take a piss and make another round of drinks.
As soon as he entered the house, my wife told me to stand up, drop my trunks. It wasn’t long before she was engulfing my raging boner. She knew she had about 10 minutes before Anthony would return and didn’t waste any time sucking me off. We kind of got carried away and didn’t notice Anthony returning with the drinks. He cleared his throat to alert us of his return. My wife and I sunk back into the pool as if we were hiding what we were doing. Anthony just smiled and said “don’t let me stop you. I have seen this before. You do not need to be shy around me” and gave us both a big wink. My dick swelled as I knew things were about to get hot. We finished the drinks and started playing around the pool, splashing, kicking, etc.
Unfortunately, a storm was brewing and the winds and lightning started. All of a sudden, the sky opened up and a torrential downpour came. We did not even have time to dry off and didn’t want to run in the house soaking wet, so we all stripped from our swimming suits on the patio, grabbed a towel and dried off in the house. Things were so casual, that we just hung out with the towels wrapped around us.
I played some music and headed to the kitchen to make around round of drinks. When I returned, they were dancing. I joined them and we were all dancing like three crazy people. My wife was jumping up and down and with each bounce the towel she had wrapped around her would bounce up too. You could catch a glimpse of her hairy bush each time it swung open. I could also see her perfect breast bouncing to the beat.
It was about that time that I felt my dick start to swell with blood. It didn’t take long for her to notice and she jokingly pulled the towel off me. I am not a shy guy and was not even bother by my growing cock, so I just continued to dance around naked. I then picked my towel off the floor, twirled it up and snapped it at her like you would in a locker room. I popped it a few times before the action made her towel fall off too. I guess Anthony didn’t want to be left out by being the only one covered up, so he ripped off his towel too.
The dancing didn’t stop, it just changed into more dirty dancing. I was in front of my wife kissing her, grinding my boner against her mound, working my tongue on her perky nipples. Anthony move behind her and started rubbing his semi-erect cock between her ass cheeks. She loved the attention and ground her ass back on him. The song continued to play as did our dirty dancing. I was working on her nipples and fingering her wet pussy when my hand was poked by Anthony’s dick. He had gone from sliding it between her ass cheeks and rubbing it along her puckered butt hole, to sliding it between her legs. I moved my hand from her snatch and watched as his cock began to slide between her legs rubbing up against her pussy lips and clit. There was no penetration, but this really got her hot and it wasn’t long before she was shaking from an intense orgasm.
Hearing her moan and cum made me ready to fuck her right there. Instead, we all agreed to take the party to our bedroom. I turned off the music and headed down the hall to the bedroom. They were already on the bed when I entered the room. My wife was laying on her back and Anthony was between her legs eating her out. She was squirming from his big tongue swirling around her slit and lapping up her juices from the previous orgasm. I joined them on the bed motioning for Anthony to move so I could fuck her. He quickly moved away from her pussy revealing his black beard drenched with pussy juice. I wasted no time and buried my hard cock balls deep in her hole.
Anthony straddled her chest and began fucking her tits. His dick would come in contact with her mouth on his forward thrusts. This was getting hot and I wanted to cum bad. I let her know I was about to cum and she told me to cum in her mouth. I moved to her side as Anthony continued to fuck her tits with his big tool. She tilted her head in my direction and opened her mouth as the first spurts of my seed shot through my shaft and landed on her lips. Anthony sped up his pace and announced he was cumming too. It was about that time his dick head swelled and started pumping thick globes of his own sperm on her tits and face.
She loved having two guys dropping their loads on her at the same time. We all fell back on the bed totally satisfied. We laid there for about 30 minutes enjoying the intense pleasure we had just experience. My wife was a mess, so she jumped off the bed and told us she was going to shower to get the smell of sex and all the cum off her.
Anthony and I decided to make more drinks and went outside to sit on the patio. The storm had passed and it was a nice night. It was getting late and no signs of my wife. I decided to go check on her. I found her fresh and clean from her shower and passed out on the bed sleeping. I returned to Anthony on the patio where we stayed up to 4 am in the morning drinking and laughing like we did back in high school. It was going to be a fun two weeks hanging with my old friend and I knew my wife was going to enjoy it too.
To be continued….