This is a print version of story My BBW Wife And My Friend by alex_g from xHamster.com
My BBW Wife And My Friend
Most stories about wife sharing/cuckolding seem to start out with how classically sexy the woman involved is. Slender, great figure, nice tits and so on. Let me tell you up front that isn't a description of my wife. My wife, Kay, is a wonderful woman; she has always been a good wife and mother. She has also always been a bbw. To be honest that was one of the big attractions to me, those full hips and well rounded bottom. It didn't matter to me that her breasts were on the saggy side. Those mouthfull mounds with nipples that would swell and taste sweet were always enough for me.
My first date with her was a blind date, I did confess however during our dating that I had heard that first night she was a slut. After we were married, the subject of how I thought she was a slut, and how that had been one of the reasons I was attracted to her, was discussed. We, well, mostly me, would have these conversations during our sex play. I would talk with her having sex with other men, how hot it would be to see this guy we had seen that day she thought was nice, fuck her. Then our first baby came and it seemed life got too busy for sex, let alone discussions of her with other men.
A couple of years went by and my best friend Steve, who had been gone for four years to the Navy, called. He was recently divorced and wanted some help moving back to town. He had been divorced for about a year at this point. He mentioned to me that he hadn't had sex with anyone for nearly two years. More to the point, he had always been somewhat shy, and he had lost all confidence in trying to approach women. I teased him about this a bit and told him I bet my wife and I could set him up with someone. I told him I knew she had some friends and gals she worked with that would be perfect for him. One was 59 and a widow, another was in her late 40's and a spinster. We laughed about it for a few minutes, then he got quiet. I knew then that he was really in need of some female companionship.
A couple of weeks after getting back from the trip, Kay and I lay in bed talking. The baby was asl**p and for the first time in awhile we were both in the mood at the same time. As I teased her to arousal, kissing her lips, sucking her nipples, fingers toying in her moistening slit, I mentioned my talk of Steve needing a woman. I asked her if she had a friend who would let Steve do to her what I was doing to Kay. Before long she was begging for me to fuck her and the talk was lost in the moment. Before long, my cock was inside her cunt and I was pounding away with abandon! As I was fucking her, I kept thinking of how hot it would be to watch Steve fuck my Kay. I had an intense cum and filled my fat wife with my seed as thought about her cuckolding me!
Afterwards, as we lay there, cuddling, in the afterglow, Kay said she would think about who she could set Steve up with. Her only concern was that she hated the idea that she was setting up one of her friends to just have sex with him.
The next day, after I took my shower I was in the bathroom. Just out of the shower, shaving, Kay stepped up behind me, put her arms around me and kissed my shoulders. She was wearing a red lacy nightgown, and the way she was rubbing up against me stirred my imagination.
"Are you horny, babe?" I asked over my shoulder; I could hear the hint of longing in my own voice.
"Yeah, I am!" she whispered to me; "because I've been thinking"
"Oh yeah, what sort of thoughts were you having that could make you so very horny?" I asked as I turned and put my arms around her, my arousal starting to stir as my cock rubbed against the silky material of her gown.
"I was thinking that I would do it. I would be the one..." she said into my chest, her eyes avoiding mine.
"The one what?" I couldn't imagine what she was thinking.
"The one that Steve could fuck," her voice quavered a bit as she said it.
"Are you serious?" I asked, my arousal increasing, I could feel the pulse of my now rock hard cock as it jabbed against her.
"Yes" she responded "I've been thinking about it alot. You know I've always liked Steve, I've always had this sort of thing in my mind about him. I mean, he is so cute, and nice, and you know he has never made me feel like some of your friends. You know, like I'm the fat chick and no one would want me."
"Wow, babe," I said ,"I never thought you would want to. I mean I thought about it, but not like it was a reality that you would, not that I would have asked you to or anything. Yet you know how I've always liked the idea of you having sex with others!"
I was so aroused from the thought of it, but in the back of my mind I still had uncertainty. The thought remained with me as we fell onto the bed, both of us highly aroused, no foreplay, just the contact of our bodies. The feel of hard cock in the wet confines of her cunt, knowing that she wanted another man there.
Friday morning we got up; she got ready for work and I fed the baby, saw her off to work, and went about my day. A couple of times during the day I had my cock stir as my thoughts drifted to what she had said about Steve. Ah, she wasn't serious, I thought. She was just horny and trying to get a rise out of me.
She got home from work, happy it was Friday and she had the weekend to relax. Even more happy that I had gotten some steaks to grill and she wasn't going to have to worry about cooking. We spent a nice evening, watched an old movie on TV.
"Well," she asked with a quizzical look. " Did you think about it, about me and Steve?"
"Yeah, some," I replied, a bit shocked now at the idea she was more serious about it than I had expected. "I didn't really think you would still be thinking you wanted to."
"Its not like we haven't talked about something like this before. I knew it always turned you on thinking of seeing me fuck another guy," she said f***efully. "You planted these ideas in my mind, got to me to thinking about what I'm missing by not ever having been with anyone other than you. So now I want to. I want to see what its like, with someone I like, someone I can trust."
"Okay, okay," raising my hands in surrender. "I'll talk to him, sound him out, see what he says."
"Good," she grinned at me, reaching out and running her hand over the crotch of my jeans. The hardness of my cock throbbing there gave away the fact that the idea truly did appeal to me. I leaned to her, kissed her hard on the mouth, my tongue finding hers. My hand raised to her tit and squeezed. She had taken her bra off so I could feel the nipple hard against my palm.
Breath quickening, hands touching, I slid her top over her head, exposing the white mounds of her tits. My lips sought out her nipple, taking it between them, sucking feeling the nubbin harden and grow as my teeth grazed across it, my tongue flicked it back and forth. Her hand yanked my belt open, then with deft fingers she opened the button and slid the zipper down. Groping her way inside my briefs, her fingers surrounded my hard cock causing me to gasp as my tongue sought her other nipple.
I shed my jeans and briefs, moving to her, our mouths hungry for each other. We sagged to the floor, her lips surrounded my hard throbbing cock, slowly fucking it in and out of her mouth. My fingers teased her nipples first then ran over the swell of her belly to separate the lips of her hot pussy. My middle digit slipped inside her, the juices flowing freely. Running my finger inside the wet folds to I found the hard nubbin of her clit. She was moaning, ready now; I could see the pleading in her eyes.
My cock fell from between her lips; "Do it now," she moaned. I moved between her legs, shoved her knees to her chest, my cock rubbing over her outer lips. Her hand took hold of me and guided me inside the hot wet cunt. The feel of her pussy as it engulfed me, made the lust boil within me. Unable to control myself, I rammed into her hard and fast, burying myself as deeply into her as I could. My balls bouncing off her ample ass with each thrust, I could feel them growing wet as her cunt drooled its free flowing cream down over her ass. I was thinking about it, it was there spurring me on, the thought of his cock buried where mine was at.
She has this way of contacting her muscles when she cums that can milk the cum from a man. I could feel that now, those muscles working me. I stopped thrusting, holding back, knowing this was only the first orgasm, she would want more. The woman at times could be insatiable. As soon as she stopped, her breathing starting to level off I began thrusting into her once more, slower this time, leaning forward to capture a nipple between my lips, sucking it, then as much of her tit into my mouth as I could. I released it and lapped a bit at the nipple before I moved to the other tit to do the same thing. Her hips were starting to thrust up to me again; I could feel the need building in her once more.
"Faster, harder, deeper," she moaned "oh fuck, please, please."
Instead, I pulled out of her." Roll over I want you doggy. "She obliged me and positioned herself on her knees, grabbing a throw pillow to put under her tits and face. I rammed my hard cock into her hot fuck box, pounding into her hard and fast, her moans, the sounds of her pleading voice moaning "yes, yes, yes!" my fingers gripping her wide hips, her big ass shaking with each thrust. I was getting close and I told her so. She moaned for me to fill her, she loved that, the feeling of hot cum spurting deep into her womb. At that moment I didn't know that within 24 hours I would watch as another man filled my wife with his cum.
We lay there for a time after, not saying anything, just wanting to be with one another, knowing how much we belonged together. There was a harmony, a balance that we could both feel.
As luck would have it the phone rang and roused us from reverie. It also woke the baby up, so it was back to reality. It turned out to be the devil we had spoken of, Steve, on the phone. He was having car trouble and wanted to know if I could come give him a hand. The guy was in no way mechanically inclined, so I told Kay where I was off to and took my leave.
Later that evening, Kay was waiting for me again.
"Did you talk to him" she whispered "did you ask if he wanted to be with me?"
"No I didn't to talk him, I was busy with other things," I told her as I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her to me by gripping her ample ass. "You sure you want to do this, its not just the idea? You really want it to happen?"
"I want to," she said looking into my eyes, "at least talk with him about it. I can't explain it, I don't know why, but something, as long as you won't get mad at me about it. As long as I don't lose you because of it."
I took her hand and lowered it to my crotch.
"Feel that," I said, rubbing her hand over the erection inside my jeans, "that's from just the thought of being able to see you with him." I whispered in her ear. "It would be just as much my fault as yours. So how could I be mad at you for doing it? The thing is, you be sure you can handle it. That after its done it doesn't eat at you. I don't want you feeling guilty."
"Well, at least talk to him about it, see if he would be interested," she said pushing me away, "it would make me feel so good to know someone besides you at least wanted me. Even if nothing comes of it."
The next morning I was up early to go fishing. I swung by Steve's; I knew he would be up and he might want to go along. He grabbed his gear and we headed out to the lake. It was only a 10 minute drive to our favorite spot. The fishing was slow; we talked about various things. He mentioned his ex and I asked him about still being in a "dry spell." I asked him about this girl we used to know, who had a body somewhat like Kay's, if he had ever dipped into that. Just to get a feel for if he would be interested.
He told me had made with her a couple of times, nothing more. So I asked him if he had wanted to fuck her. He said sure he would have. I asked him about her being a fat chick and if that hadn't turned him off. It didn't, he said, it wasn't so much what a girl looked like, as to how she made him feel.
It was at that moment the words tumbled from my mouth.
"So you wouldn't mind a chance at getting into Kay's pants then" I said, watching for his reaction out of the corner of my eye.
He sounded surprised, "how did you know?"
"Know what?" It was my turn to be surprised.
"That I have always sort of had a thing for big women like Kay," he stated.
"Really?" I questioned "I mean I always knew you liked her, but I never thought you liked her in that way."
"Yeah," he said "I was always kind of envious of you, she is just so sweet, and nice. She has a nice ass too. I hope you don't mind me saying that."
"No man I don't mind at all," I looked into his eyes at this point; I wanted to be sure of what he was thinking. "In fact man, we were thinking, Kay and I, that maybe if you want to just have sex with someone, and not a relationship, well that Kay could be that girl for you."
"Are you serious?" He was startled by the question but not put off by it.
"I am," I told him "dead serious. She and I talked about it and she wants to. I want her to as well. I always sort of had a desire to see her with someone else. I think it would be hot, and for it to be you, I can't imagine anything hotter."
"Fuck man," he still was trying to take it all in. "I'll have to think about it. I mean, it would be like a dream come true for me, but you guys are married. I mean, I don't know if I can just do that like that."
"Just think about it." I told him "I am not pressuring you to do it, just think about it."
It was time to head back to town. The fish weren't biting anyway and I had other things to get done during the day.
When I got home Kay had breakfast ready, she had eaten already and went off to her laundry chore. I finished eating then wandered back to the bedroom where she was sorting laundry. I wanted a little something from her. My cock was so hard it was about to rip a hole in my jeans. Moving up behind, her shoving my jeans and briefs down I rubbed my erection over has ass.
"How about a quickie?" I asked holding her hips and rubbing against her.
"No." she said, "we both have too much to do. So did you talk to Steve, about us?" She smiled and ground her ample ass against me.
"Yes I did, he said he would think about it," I was grinning. "He told me he has always had a thing for you. Why do you think I'm so horny?"
"Do you think he will?" she asked.
"I don't know, you know how shy he is. He will probably just keep jerking off over it and never actually do it. Which is what I will be doing."
"Okay, okay," she said "Tonight I promise you can have you way with me."
We went on with our days at that point. I mowed the yard, put gas in the truck, all those mundane things that filled my day. I do have to admit that my thoughts were almost constantly on the recent conversations with and Kay and what I had said to Steve.
At lunch time Kay told me I should ask Steve and his room-mate over to dinner. She said she thought they should have a home cooked meal once in awhile. She was making her meatloaf; now I know a lot of guys joke about their wives' meatloaf, but Kay is a great cook and hers is wonderful.
I call Steve and asked him if he and his roomie wanted to come for dinner. He said his room-mate was gone until late that night. I told him he should just come on over by himself then. He was hesitant but I told him to get his butt over and eat with us; we were always glad to have him.
Steve got to our place about 5:30. He was acting a bit shy and nervous, which, considering how many times he had been to our place, was odd. Understandable though, given our earlier conversation. Even though I was sporting an erection aching in my jeans, I kept the conversation on things non sexual.
After dinner, the tension in the room was intense when she came back to the living room and sat down next me on the couch. For a moment there I thought Steve was going to bolt, the nervousness was so obvious. Kay leaned to me, kissed me on the cheek and asked me to ask him.
"Steve," I asked, I could hear the nervous tone in my voice, "did you think about what we talked about earlier?"
He had to clear his throat before he could speak. "Yeah I thought about it, it's about all I could thing about all day."
"Did you come to a decision?" I asked, not knowing if I wanted to hear a yes or a no at that moment. I have to admit I was having second thoughts.
Kay got up with a shrug, said she was going to the bathroom. Steve looked at me.
"I guess I just have to think about it some more," he said. "I just can't seem to get myself to believe that she would really wants to do this. Or that you want to let her."
We sort of sat there looking at either in silence. I was trembling, I wanted it and didn't want it all at the same time. I felt like if I didn't push for it, it wouldn't happen and like Steve I just couldn't make the push.
About then I noticed Kay was standing the hall. She had on a sheer pink nightgown I had never seen before. The top was all lace and in the hall light I could the pale skin of her sagging breasts through it. I imagine my mouth fell open, but I didn't say anything. Then she was moving slowly towards me. Steve looked at me then toward the hall just in time to see her come into line of sight.
His mouth came open then too. She didn't hesitate in coming up to him, bending down and pressing her lips to his, kissing him. Her mouth moved away slightly, then her lips went back to his and she kissed him deeply.
His hand went to her hip and caressed her. She took his other hand and moved it to her right tit. He was squeezing and teasing the nipple as they kissed.
I just looked on, in shock, my shy wife had become the aggressor. She wanted this to happen. My wife was acting like the slut I had dreamed she was when we first met. After four years of marriage, she was going to have sex with her second man, and it wasn't me.
Suddenly she stood up and took his hand in hers and pulled him to his feet. She looked at me and asked. "Aren't you coming too?".
"No not yet I said." I knew I had to take some deep breaths and study my nerves a bit. "You go ahead I'll be there in a few minutes."
I took some deep breaths. My legs were shaking, I was sweating, I wasn't sure what I should do. I was in that same instant jealous and turned on as hell.
Standing up I made my way down the hall to the bedroom. The door was open, the light was on and there they were. Kay and Steve were lying in our bed, his pants and briefs were on the floor. I could see the wetness on her tits where he had obviously been licking her nipples. He hand was wrapped around his cock and his fingers were inside her cunt as they kissed deeply.
My own cock throbbed, still confined in my jeans. I stood there in the door and watched. They shifted positions somewhat as she pulled his cock urging him to bring to her face. Her mouth opened and her tongue lapped over the head. She then sucked it greedily into her mouth. He moaned and thrust his hips forward, a hand moving to her tits to tease the rock hard nipples as she sucked him.
Once again I felt weak in the knees. The thought that I should stop this flashed through my mind. Then the thought I was going to get to see something I had always wanted, my wife fucked by another man. I didn't know what to do.
Backing from the bedroom I went into the bathroom and stood there trembling. Suddenly I was yanking my belt loose and shoving my pants down. Stepping out of them I reached down and touched myself. I was so hard, and I knew then I was going to let it happen.
I moved back into the hall and to the bedroom door. I stood there watching. He was now between her legs, his head buried inbetween Kay's chubby thighs. Her head was back and her mouth was open in a little "O". She was obviously enjoying herself as Steve lapped at her juicy cunt.
Steve slowly stood up and moved his legs between her spread hips up. Kay's legs wrapped around his torso and I could see them bolth look down as Steve slowly thrust his hard cock into my wife's drooling gash. Steve quickly picked up the pace into her. I could hear the wet sucking sounds of her pussy as his cock went in and out. She was moaning and thrusting her hips up to meet him with each stroke.
Kay wasn't far from cumming I could tell that. I knew her and what it looked like when she came really hard.
"Now" she groaned. "Now, give it to me now," she begged Steve, "cum now, fill me now, oh oh oh oh I need it so much!"
This was unusual for her, she rarely talked much when in the heat of the moment. Those rare times it happened I knew were something special. Her eyes were squeezed shut as my friend fucked her harder and harder.
He grunted. I could see him tense up and knew he was about to give her what she wanted. Three or four more thrusts and he shuddered and moaned forcing himself into her as deep as he could and stopping. Her ankles locked behind his back and her arms wrapped around him as she held him close.
Kay screamed softly as I could see Steve stiffen. I knew he was cumming, filling my hot BBW wife with hot sperm.
After several minutes of not moving, both of them were gasping for breath. steve slowly broke loose from her and stood up. I watched as his cock slid from Kay. Cum dripped from it, and oozed from her freshly fucked cunt. I didn't know what to do. I just stood there looking at it. Thinking about what to do, for some reason I had strong urge to drop down to my knees and lick it up. Strange, because I had never liked the taste of cum.
I was aware of him leaving the room then Kay's voice. "Don't go," she cried out. "Steve, please don't go yet."
Her legs were still open, her cum drooling pussy looked so inviting. She looked at me, then reached out for me. I moved between her legs and slid my hard cock into her. I was fucking her hard, slamming into her in my urgent need.
"Did he go?" she asked me, "did he? Steve don't leave please. I need more!"
I fucked her furiously, feeling how wet and slick she was. I was aware of the wetness covering my balls as it leaked out of her.
Steve stood beside the bed looking at her. She grabbed his semi-hard cock and pulled him toward her. First she kissed the tip of his penis, I could tell she liked the taste of their wetness on him. I slowed my thrusts into her as I watched her take him deeply into her mouth. The room was filled with the sounds of our fucking and the smell of sex.
I was getting close, oh so close. I looked up at her, her eyes were closed. Panting into her ear I told her I was going to cum. She told me she wanted it. I exploded into her, pumping her already filled cunt and added my cream to that already there.
The three of us lay on the bed. Her in the middle. He and I taking turns kissing her while we caressed her body. My fingers were coated form my constant exploration of her well fucked cunt.
Her hand was wrapped around his cock. It was semi soft, but appeared to be growing once again.
Kay looked at me and smiled. With a gentle shove she motioned me to sit on the chair next to our bed. As I moved to the chair, Kay wiggled herself up on to her hands and knees, her oozing cunt facing towards Steve. She crooked her finger in a welcoming motion to my friend and she spread her ass cheeks wide for him to see.
"Fuck me, Steve." Kay pleaded. "Fuck me from behind so he can watch us."
I could tell steve was getting nervous then, and maybe somewhat embarrassed. He got up on the bed, grabbed his cock in his hand and aimed it at Kay's pussy. steve was different this time. No gentleness or passion. He slammed into her from behing hard and fast. Her ass shaking with each thrust. steve grabbed her hips focefully and yelled, unloading yet another dump of hot cum into Kay's body.
Two more slamms into her and he pulled out with a wet plop. Steve quickly grabbed his clothes and left the room. Kay remained in her doggy position and looked up at me quizzically. A huge glob of cum slipped from her well-fucked pussy and pooled on the sheets under her. I kissed her and told her I had better go talk to him.
He was in the living room pulling his pants up.
"I'm sorry," he said, not looking at me.
"What are you sorry for?" I asked him grinning. "You gave us both what we wanted."
"You're not mad at me for doing it?" he asked a bit amazed.
"Not at all, you saw how much she wanted it," I told him. "This is something she and I have talked about for years. Now that its happened, and with you, it was great!"
"You might not think that way tomorrow," he said.
"Oh I won't regret it, and I really don't think Kay will," I told him, pointing over my shoulder at Kay. She had gotten up and was leaning in the doorway listening to us. I could see her finger slowly rubbing her pussy in small circles with one hand.
He was really uncertain, I could tell. "Its fine man, really, don't worry about it." I tried to reassure him.
steve left without saying another work. I locked the door behind him and went back to the bedroom. Kay was under the sheet on the bed facing away from the door. I could see the wet spot on the bed where her ass had been when it all took place. Rubbing a finger over it, I smiled, remembering what I had seen. I could feel my cock grow hard.
Slipping into bed, I moved up behind her, making sure my erection didn't touch her, as I was unsure how she was feeling. I place my hand on her hip. Gently rubbing and lightly squeezing.
"How do you feel about me?" she asked , "Do you hate me for what I just did?"
"I love you now more than I ever," I told her. "I can't hate you for doing what I have always wanted you to do. I am sort of jealous, but in fact I am also very turned on at the moment."
With that I shifted, my hard cock pressing into her ample bottom. She shifted her position allowing it to slip between her wide cheeks.
"My pussy is a little sore at the moment," she said, "but you can fuck my ass if you want"
I worked my cock into her anal opening then, carefully so as not to hurt her. It didn't need lubrication; it was already wet. I fucked her slowly while caressing her nipples. When she started thrusting back to me, I reached down and stroked her clit. We kept this up until I filled her ass with cum. Then we lay there for a long time together.
"Next time," Kay whispered to me. "I want to feel him in my ass with you in my pussy!"
I loved her more than ever. I love her more today than I did then. I love her for being the good wife and mother she has always been, and for becoming the slut wife I always wanted.
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