John and Becky knew that I wasn’t feeling too well after the divorce with Shannon. Even though I repeatedly said things were fine, it had been months since they had seen me out and I never made an effort to call to see how things were.

On a random Saturday afternoon, John called and asked if I had plans that night. In an instant, I had tried to think of just about anything to get out of doing “something,” but I couldn’t think of anything so I said “No.” They were inviting me to dinner at a new sushi bar. Eating fresh tuna was the last thing I need to get me over Shannon, but I reluctantly accepted their gracious invitation.

A few Sake’s into our dinner and we were having the time of our lives. I forgot all about Shannon and it was like the three of us were back to normal, minus Shannon. As Becky was telling John and I about her new job, I couldn’t help myself catching quick glimpses of Becky’s chest. She was showing so much cleavage and her black tight sweater outlined her voluptous double d’s. I pictured myself holding them up, but remembered she was my friend’s wife. I shouldn’t be thinking these things I thought to myself. But nevertheless, I still would look at them, whenever she was looking at me.

The bill finally came and John paid. Just as we were about to leave, he excused himself to use the restroom, leaving Becky and I alone to wait for him. “John and I would love to have you over tonight,” becky said. “I’ve got to get up pretty early tomorrow, I don’t think tonight is a good night.” She smiled at me and cupped one of her large breasts and staring massaging it discreetly and said “Are you sure?” The wink she gave me knew she wanted more than to offer more conversation. John had told me a few times that they had gone to swingger parties, but I never thought they would be inviting me to something like this. I know Shannon would have never gone for it, but now, I was single.

When John came back to the table Becky told him I would be coming over. John smiled and said “Good, we’ll have some fun.”

On the drive over all the scenerios were going through my mind how we would be fucking Becky. I had only tag teamed a girl once in college with my room mate, and the girl wasn’t even as close as hot as Becky was. I was getting hard in the car and started rubbing myself through my pants. By the time I got to their house, a nice size buldge was protruding through my pants.

When I rang the doorbell, Becky answered completely naked. They had only beat me by a few minutes and she had already disrobed. John wasn’t in sight, but Becky took my hand and invited me in. Since their house was an asian motif, I took off my shoes and Becky helped me with the rest of my clothes right there. As she led me down a hallway, she abruptly stopped so that I would run right into her. Her round ass was now rubbing against my cock. She brought both of my hands on to her breasts. “I saw you looking at them at dinner,” she said giggling. “Do you like them?” I started to rub them even more and moaned “Yes.” Becky took a deep exhale and led me into their bedroom.

John was waiting for us on their bed, totally naked. I was surpised at how hung he was. I’m a meager 5 inches, but John must have been pushing 8 maybe even 9. I now knew the secret to keeping his sexual wife satisfied. As Becky lead me to the bed, nothing was said. John and Becky starting kissing and she quickly included me into mix, kissing me right on the mouth. As I closed my eyes and my tongue met hers, I couldn’t believe this was happening. It felt so good to kiss again and when she started stroking my cock, it really set in that I would be fucking her tonight.

“Why don’t you lay down on the bed,” Becky said. “So, Mark, how open minded are you?” I was about to fuck my friends wife, I couldn’t think of anything more open minded than that and said “Very.” John and Becky both looked at each other and lifted their eyebrows. “Oh really?” they both said. “Yes.”

Although, it didn’t occur to me before that moment, I immediatly knew what was going to happen next as they were both laying in front of my spread legs. And I was perfectly ok with it. Becky softly grabbed my balls and started massaging them. As I leaned my head back and closed my eyes, I felt another hand on my swollen balls. I then felt a tongue sliding up my shaft, followed by another tongue doing the same.

As I opened my eyes and looked down, John was taking my cock in his mouth. As he took me in deep, I watched Becky lick her lips as she started pinching her nipples and massaging her big breasts. She got on her knees and started fingering herself right in front of me as her husband was busy moving up and down my cock with his mouth.

Becky joined in with John and they started taking turns deep throating me. Which ever one didn’t have a cock in their mouth was busy rubbing my balls, which were already tightening ready to explode with cum. John could sense something was coming soon and took over once again. He teased me a bit by licking my head, then took it all in the back of his throat, making me moan hard as his lips moved up and down on my cock, in a fast, rhythmic motion.

As my breathing became harder and faster, I said “I’m gonna cum soon,” expecting John to take it out and jerk me off. Instead, he pressed on moving up and down my cock even harder. Ready to let go, I shot my load deep down John’s throat and let out a sigh that matched Becky’s. As I continued to squirt my man juice, John continued to take it all in, swallowing when he couldn’t hold any more in his mouth. With his hand squeezing out the final load, he opened his eyes with a smile. We in fact were all smiling. I knew this was going to be the start of a great night…