Her Friend’s Visit Ch. 02 by yellowjacket66

Literotic asexstories – Her Friend’s Visit Ch. 02 by yellowjacket66

HER FRIEND’S VISIT 2

Part 1 of this tale told of how I found my wife’s best friend Amy nearly naked in our kitchen one night. She had been visiting us and had gone to the kitchen, wearing just her underpants, to get a drink of water. She said she had forgotten where she was, thinking she was still in her apartment, as the reason why she was not dressed. I could see her pretty young breasts with her pink areolas and nipples and the outline of her pussy hair through the material of her panties. I was wearing pajama pants and she probably could see the tent my dick was making once I had seen her.

One thing led to another. I convinced her to strip. I licked her pussy; then I screwed her right there in our kitchen while my wife (Tracy) was asleep upstairs in our bed. Passion had overtaken any sense of restraint and we had both become consumed with the sexual desire.

After we finished, Amy seemed to be upset at having screwed her college roommate and best friend’s husband. It was the first time I had cheated on my wife and Amy was only the second woman with whom I’d ever had intercourse. I had really enjoyed screwing her, who wouldn’t. She was young and fit and her pussy was tight and wet. Amy and I joked about trying to get my wife involved with the two of us. We went back to bed, me with a dick smelling of Amy’s pussy and Amy with a load of my semen in her womb.

Amy wasn’t on birth control, something we hadn’t considered during our tryst. I hadn’t thought about the consequences of possibly knocking-up my wife’s best friend. Fortunately, I hadn’t, not that time anyway.

Two months later, Amy was visiting again for a few days. She lived about fifty miles away. She’d split up with her latest boyfriend, at least for a while, and came to visit us over a long weekend to get her mind off of her troubles. She had arrived on Thursday evening.

On Friday, Tracy and I took the day off and, with Amy, we visited a museum and the closest shopping mall. Throughout the day, Amy and I were very cautious in our interactions, avoiding the mild flirting we had done in the past. Still, she would smile at me in a mischievous way when my wife was not looking. Tracy possibly sensed that something was different, but didn’t say anything. She’s very perceptive about what others are thinking, particularly me.

Tracy facilitated what happened that evening when, after we got home, she offered to go get a pizza, leaving Amy and me at our home together. She had no sooner left the driveway when Amy jumped me in the living room. I was sitting in an easy chair when Amy climbed onto my lap and kissed me. I kissed her back. We didn’t say anything for a few minutes as we just kissed and swirled our tongues together.

I pulled Amy’s shirt over her head and undid her bra, freeing her exquisite breasts. I fondled her beauties for a few moments and then put my face in her chest, nuzzling her soft flesh and rubbing my nose on her little brown nipples.

She said, “I’ve wanted you all day. Hurry-up and fuck me.”

I knew we were continuing an illicit relationship, but my dick over-ruled my brain and smothered any concerns from my conscience. Having such a beautiful woman kissing me was amazing. She pulled my shirt over my head and we tumbled to the floor. I pulled her pants and panties off and my eyes focused on her pretty pussy. She had a light-brown patch of pubic hair and a dark slit at the top of her smooth legs. I put my face in her pussy with my nose against her clitoris. I spread her labia with my tongue and slurped the nectar from her quickly moistening cunt. I used my fingers to expose her clit and eagerly licked her magic-button, sending her into an immediate orgasm. She bathed my face with her delicious juices.

We both realized that time was limited. My wife would return soon, so we commenced the main event. I moved up and slid my cock into her waiting vagina. I slipped in easily and once again, I enjoyed the wonderful feeling of being inside her. I was further aroused by the heat from her pussy and her internal muscles squeezing my prick. Her slippery channel clamped around my dick like a tight glove.

She quickly brought me to my own climax. I had enough presence to pull out and shoot my cum on her belly. When I rolled off her, spent and exhausted, she leaned over and took my flaccid prick in her mouth, sucking the remnants of our juices.

“I like to suck a cock after it’s been in me.” She said.

Obviously, she had previous experience.

“I used to suck Jimmy’s prick when he had come inside me. He always had a little more cum that I could suck out of him.” Jimmy was her estranged lover who she said she wanted to forget.

Then, I heard my wife’s car in the driveway and leaped to my feet in a panic. I ran upstairs to our bedroom while Amy quickly dressed and reclined back into the couch, pretending to be wakening from a nap.

My wife asked where I was and Amy feigned indifference, saying I must be upstairs.

Tracy found me lying on our bed, in my underwear, pretending to be taking a nap. I should’ve washed my face. When Tracy kissed me, she smelled the scent of pussy on my face. The suspicions she’d had were confirmed. I expected her to be angry, but she surprised me.

“Your face smells like pussy.” She said.

I tried to deny it. “What are you talking about?”

“Don’t tell me that, I know what pussy smells like. I’ve smelled my cunt on your face many times.”

It was true. I had often eaten my wife and then kissed her while we made love. She knew the smell of pussy. I didn’t know if all pussies smelled the same, but I’m sure the scent is similar from one cunt to another.

I said, “That’s ridiculous. Maybe you’ve permanently scented my face from sitting on it so many times.”

She responded by kissing me deeply, holding my head in her hands, putting her tongue in my mouth and licking my chin to get the second-hand taste of her friend’s honey-pot.

“Does Amy’s pussy taste better than mine?” She asked.

I played dumb. “I don’t know about that, but I can’t imagine any pussy tasting better than yours.”

I was surprised further when my dear wife stood up and pulled off her shorts and her panties, exposing her snatch. She climbed back on the bed and straddled my head. I looked up to see the pussy of the woman I loved awaiting my attention. But rather than waiting for me to put my face up into her crotch, she pushed down, covering my face with a very hot and wet pussy. She moved, twisting to give herself pleasure, fucking my face.

“Eat me, baby.” She asked. “Suck my cunt like you did hers.”

Amazingly, my wife was turned on by the thought of her college friend having her cunt eaten by her husband. The gush of my wife’s woman-cum was all over my face and Tracy’s body was spasming and jerking with a powerful orgasm. I didn’t say a thing; I was being smothered in her crotch. She was into it and I didn’t want to interrupt her. I thought, if eating her friend’s pussy got her off, I’d be happy to eat her friend at any time. Tracy’s hands were behind my head and I was having trouble breathing with her cunt pressed so tightly over my entire face. I had to push her away a bit to gasp for breath.

“Eat my cunt, you cheating bastard.” She said and I couldn’t reply, even if I had wanted to. “I ought to suffocate you.”

She continued, “Put your nasty tongue inside me and lick the inside of my vagina.”

I obliged her between gasps of breath. I would get a mouthful of air and then dive back into my wife’s cunt, doing my very best to further stoke her passion and give her pleasure. Having my wife come on my face is one of my favorite things in the whole world, exceeded only by fucking her. I was truly enjoying myself.

She had reached around and pulled down my undershorts, freeing my recovering prick. It had revived and was hard again. Tracy held it in her hand.

“Your dick is sticky. Is that from Amy’s cunt? You fucked her, didn’t you?” She asked.

I mumbled indistinctly with my face buried in her honey-pot. She pushed her asshole over my face and I flicked my tongue into her dark little hole. That made her come even more.

“That’s it. Eat my asshole. Put your tongue inside me.”

I did as she wanted. I was enjoying this as much as she was.

Then she said, “I want your sloppy cock inside me.”

She dismounted my face. While I gasped to regain my breath, my wife remounted me, sliding my cock into her quim. She was very wet and my dick, though not fully recovered, was hard enough to slide into her.

“Do you have any come left for me?” My loving wife asked.

I looked at her and didn’t answer.

She stopped moving and looked at me. “Tell me the truth or I’ll stop fucking you.”

I was a slave to my prick and would agree to anything to continue having my dick inside my wife’s vagina.

So, I relented. “I’m sorry. I love you. It just happened. Please forgive me.” I whined.

She had her hands on my shoulders, holding me down while her crotch was poised over my hard cock. “What will you do to earn forgiveness?”

“Anything.” I begged.

“I’ll have to think of something. Maybe I’ll make you eat her cunt while I watch.”

I thought, “Don’t throw me in that briar patch.”

My wife abandoned my cock and moved her pussy over my face again. She’d made me admit my dalliance with her friend and proceeded to grind her cunt on my face while she experienced a powerful and prolonged orgasm. She exhausted herself, finally collapsing on the bed. I just laid there beside her.

I looked at her and she just said, “I don’t believe it. That turned me on so much, thinking about my husband fucking my best friend.”

“Are you mad at me? I’m just weak.” I said.

She looked at me and laughed, “Bullshit. You’re just a typical male, you’ll fuck anything that has a pussy.”

“Well, your friend is not just anybody. She’s pretty hot.”

Tracy said, “I knew she’d try to seduce you. I didn’t expect you to be so easy. You’re just a male-slut.”

I had to admit she was right, but in fairness to me, Amy was a very attractive woman and what would you do if you found a hot young woman in just her panties in your kitchen? I took a shower to give myself some time to think and to get rid of my unfulfilled hard-on. The downside of the shower was to remove the smell of two women’s pussies from my face.