Hi! This is Pabby with my experience with a horny couple. If any females, gals, couple or group want to contact me plz mail me at [email protected]. Some people think that, when you get past the age of 40, your sex life slows down. Well, that was certainly not the case with George and Meena (his wife). His wife has always been an outrageous flirt, but until just after her 40th birthday, I didn’t really know how far she’d go – boy, did I ever find out!
“You really want me to do that?” asked Meena.
“Oh, god, honey, you’ll never know how much. I’ve wanted it for such a long time, I think since the first day we met, but I’ve never had the courage to ask either you or Pabby before now! What do you say? Will you do it?”
The question George just asked his wife, shortly after her 40th birthday party, seemed so strange even as it came out. George was one of my best friends and He wanted me to make love to Meena for as long as he could remember. He had finally been able to bring the subject up after a game of squash a few nights ago. George and I had just hit the showers after a particularly grueling game and were chatting idly. The subject turned to sex, and he found himself relating to his friend the sex session that Meena and he had enjoyed the previous night.
“She’s still a little tramp in the sack,” he said. “She’ll do just about anything, man. I fucked her ragged for about an hour last night and I reckon she must have had at least three big orgasms in that time! When I thought I was finally about to get some sleep, she started begging me to do her in the ass!”
“Shit! What did you do George?”
“What could I do? You know Meena, she usually gets what she wants!” he laughed as he continued to soap his body. As the water washed the soap out of his shut eyes, he opened them and looked at me. My friend had never been a small guy in the downstairs department, but as he looked, he was shocked to see my long, thick cock slowly rising to attention. I noticed his gaze and became instantly embarrassed.
“Shit, sorry George,” I said, trying to hide my erection as I spoke. “I haven’t got laid for weeks, and you talking about Meena like that… well…damn! Sorry, man!”
He half smiled and half laughed.
“That’s cool, Pabby. I just never knew you thought of Meena that way!”
“Oh, come on. Your wife is one HOT lady, you know! For a moment we both fell silent. He knew that he should pose the ultimate question now, or he would never do it – he just needed the courage to form the words.
“Well, Pabby,” he said, taking a deep breath, “how would you like to break that streak of bad luck?”
I looked more than a little confused. “Oh course I would,” I replied, “But it’s not for the want of trying, you know. How do you think you can help?”
“If I could get Meena to agree, how would you like to fuck her?”
I looked at him with open mouthed. He thought for a moment that he had tested our friendship too far; what if I thought that he was too weird?
“Fuck, man. Would I!” I replied after a second. “But do you think she’ll go for it? And are YOU sure about all this?”
He smiled at me. “Well, there’s only one way to find out, I’ll ask her!”
So, that was half the problem sorted out. Now he found himself alone with his wife and confiding his innermost desires to her as well.
“Hmmm, I don’t know about this, honey.” she replied to his last question. “Pabby is a good looking man, and all, but what about us? What about our relationship? I wouldn’t want that to suffer.”
He started to explain more about his feelings to Meena. After lot of convincing “Okay,” she finally said, “if it’s what you want, then I’ll do it! But you have to do something for me now.”
He was elated. “Sure, babe, anything you want. Just name it!”
“You got to tell me how bad I am for wanting your friend to fuck me!”
He smiled at his wife. This was a favorite of hers. One of the many things that got her hot and horny was for him to call her names and tell her how nasty and dirty she was. This was something that he had no problem with at all. Although it was the middle of the afternoon, they were both feeling horny and he had a good idea where this would lead. Meena was kneeling on our big double bed with him standing above her. He looked down at her and she lowered her head, a demure smile just visible on her pretty lips.
“So, you like the idea of fucking my best friend, do you?” he said in a stern voice, getting into character. She kept her head bowed; a barely discernable nod was her only reply.
“You like the thought of his big cock being thrust into you, you little slut?”
Again a nod of the head and a whispered “yes”.
“You’re such a tramp!” he almost shouted at her, “Nothing more than a married whore! Look up at me you fucking slut!” Meena obeyed his instructions instinctively. They both loved this game. As he saw her pretty face rise, the look of pure animal excitement was obvious. Her eyes smoldered with lust as he drew down the zip of my jeans and freed my aching cock.
“Suck it you little whore, suck your husband’s cock!”
The rest of the afternoon flashed by. Meena sucked him to orgasm and he returned the favor, spreading her long legs and ripping her little cotton panties off before pressing his lips firmly against her stiff, protruding clit and bringing her to a crashing climax. They fucked twice more
He used the bedroom phone to call Pabby. He just couldn’t wait any longer!
“Hi Pabby,” I said, “George here. Yes, I asked her…Yes, honestly, she’s cool about it…when? Um, well, what about tonight? You busy?…Great!…No, seriously, she wants to go for it…okay…okay…fine, 7pm then… see you then, Pabby.”
Meena was a little surprised at first that it was going to happen so fast, and he half wondered if she would back out. But all he had to do was to call her a “nasty whore” again and remind her of the size of my prick and the look of lust returned to her face once more. I arrived early and full of enthusiasm. We all sat in the lounge and shared a bottle of red wine while we exchanged small talk and pleasantries. Half an hour had passed before Meena spoke. He had been watching her since I had arrived. She was finding it difficult to hide her excitement; crossing and uncrossing her long, stocking clad legs and generally not being able to sit still for more than a few seconds at a time.
“Look, guys,” she finally said, rising from her arm chair, “We all know why we’re here, so how about we get something going? Pabby,” she looked directly at me, “I’d love to see this penis that George has told me so much about!”
I flushed red for a brief moment, and smiled. Once I saw that she was absolutely serious, however, I quickly unzipped my fly and hauled out my big dick. Gorge watched her eyes light up as they fell to his friend’s member. She licked her lips and immediately fell to her knees in front of me. Her long slender fingers wrapped seductively around my hard shaft as she began to play with my cock and balls. I sighed deeply as she began to work my foreskin up and over my large bulbous cock head and then slide all the way down again to the base. Tickling my balls briefly and grasping the shaft, she parted her lusciously painted lips and, forming an “O”, she took the mushroom shaped head into her hot, wet mouth. As she began to suck hungrily on my dick, Gorge started his verbal barrage once again.
“Suck him you little whore” he cried as he massaged his own solid erection through his pants. “Take his big cock in your hot little mouth. Feel the size of him. Go on, lick the shaft, and roll your tongue around his glans like the slut you are!”
His wife was sucking on my cock for all she was worth. She was kneeling in front of me with her ass in the air. The sight was too much for him and he quickly joined her on the floor, kneeling at her swaying bottom. I was moaning and groaning deeply as he lifted her skirt and flipped it onto her back. She had changed her panties from earlier and now wore a pair of sexy, lace thongs that revealed the smooth, creamy flesh of her buttocks. He pulled the single string that ran between her cheeks to one side and deftly thrust two fingers deep into her pussy. She was soaking wet down there and his fingers slipped in and out with ease as he began to finger fuck her hard and fast.
The harder he fingered her wet, cunt, the deeper she swallowed my big cock. He wanted to see what was happening and, looking over her back, he was just in time to see my penis disappear right down to the balls in Meena’s throat. She gagged slightly as I began to cum, but then adjusted the angle of her head slightly and allowed my emission to pour into her sweet, hot mouth. I had my eyes tight shut as I climaxed, but he could clearly see the obscene outline of my huge organ as it spasmed inside his wife’s mouth. As she slid back to allow his still hard cock to drop from her lips, her lipstick glistened with my seed and he could see some of the residue drip onto her chin.
Meena was still gasping loudly as he thrust my fingers in and out of her wet snatch. I joined him in helping her to lay down on her back and then assisted him in removing most of her clothes. The skirt was first. I quickly unbuttoned it and I pulled it from her waist and down her legs. Then came her white silk blouse. We took one side each and tore it apart; the buttons popping and flying through the air as she squealed her encouragement at us. The bra and thong quickly followed in the same hurried fashion and George and I knelt back to admire the semi naked woman on the floor between us. Dressed only in her dark stockings and garter belt and with my cum still streaking her lips, she did indeed look like a complete slut and both George and I told her so. Hearing our words, she wriggled her butt on the carpet and pouted at us. She looked desperate for more attention and we were both pleased to provide it!
I was their guest (and the whole point of the evening) so he decided that I should go first. He was amazed that my cock was still so hard and it throbbed out from my body, slapping against my belly. His own erection was painfully hard as well and he unzipped and released himself quickly. While I positioned myself between his wife’s outstretched legs and prepared to enter her, I began to roll my hard glans around her stiff left nipple. George and I were still calling her all the names under the sun, telling her she was a dirty little bitch, a slut and a whore. She lapped up the insults, her breathing coming in ragged short gasps, and as I eased my huge length into her open pussy, she screamed out in the throes of orgasm. It seemed to take ages for her climax to finish, helped along pinching and tugging on the hard buds of her nipples. I was not going to allow her to come down, either. As one orgasm led into another, I pounded my tool deep into her hot pussy, grunting my pleasure and telling her what a hot, wet cunt she had and how I intended to fill it with my cum. George watched the scene with a sense of awed fascination mixed with pure pride as his best friend lunged forward sharply and buried himself right up his wife’s pussy with a shout of joy. As I came, I continued to hammer my tool in and out of her, causing the thick white liquid to ooze sexily from the sides of her pussy and run down the crack of her ass. Gasping for air, I finally pulled out of her and sat back breathing hard.
“Wow!” I exclaimed, “Meena, you sure are a great fuck! Only the nastiest sluts can take my meat so well.”
“You better believe she’s a hot bitch,” he said, not giving her a chance to reply for herself. “And she’s not finished yet! She’s still got me to cum yet!”
Replacing me between her spread legs, he looked down at his wife’s vagina. The hole was open and dilated, thick white cum seeping from the inside and dripping down to splash lewdly on the carpet under her. His dream had come true, and he wanted to celebrate this occasion by sticking his cock deep into her pussy amid the swirling liquid so recently deposited by his friend. My large organ had left her so open and wide that he hardly felt himself touch the sides of her cunt. He could hear a squishing noise as his own cock slithered up inside her. As he began to ram his erection into her pussy, he watched his slut turn her head sideways and lick my soft cock clean of their combined juices. He squeezed her buttocks together as he fucked her harder and harder, his cock flying in and out at a lightening speed. He kept watching as she hungrily lapped all the fluid from my cock, the sight bringing him closer and closer to his own climax.
Just as he thought he was about to pass out from the excitement, his balls and cock twitched wildly and he shot a huge stream of cum into his wife’s pussy. He wanted the tramp to see it happen, so pulling out quickly He joined me at her head and ran my greasy, spasming cock over her face and lips. She took it all with eager excitement and once again her whole body shuddered into another crashing orgasm. I stayed over the whole night, that first time. We both fucked his wife several times during the course of a sleepless night and in every position we could think of. Since that time, I have become a regular visitor to their house and we all but share the charms of our slut Bernice. Whenever she and George run out of new ideas, I usually manages to think up something for us all to do. This weekend we are taking her to the shopping mall. I have insisted that she shaves her pussy and puts on no underwear. Whenever we say the word “slut”, she has to flash her pussy at the nearest man or woman. I can’t wait to see their faces when they get an eyeful of her clean cunt! What a great life we have!