My friend’s story

Rick’s WIFE 5 (5 of 6)
The scene: Blindfolded, I was kneeling on the living room
floor, knees spread, groin tight against the backside of Linda, my
wife, who was also kneeling and sitting on her heels. Linda, in
turn, was kneeling between the outstretched legs of William, who
sat on our loveseat.
Now, picture this: Me, Mr. Heterosexual, was leaning forward
with my arms around my wife. My left hand was placed over Linda’s
left hand which squeezed and massaged William’s balls. My right
hand, in turn, was placed over her right hand as she stroked up and
down the length of his cock. Meanwhile, I was the only one fully
clothed (I had NO idea what Breigha was wearing). Such are the
things my wife’s fantasies are made of….
I would have been more concerned about the situation, had my
cock been less in need of attention. As it was, I don’t think I
ever remember having an erection so purely HARD and urgent. At
times, my fingers would slip between Linda’s fingers
(accidentally!), which were slick with William’s pre-cum, and I
could feel the strange sensation of touching another man’s erect
penis.
“Linda, kneel up now. I want you to take the tip in your
mouth and fellate me. Peter, gently place your hands on both sides
of her head.”
We did as told. I could feel the motion of my wife’s head as
her mouth engulfed William’s cock.
“That’s a pretty sight, Peter. Ruby lips in a big “O,” eyes
closed, concentrating on taking as much as she can, her husband
lovingly holding her bobbing head. I wonder if she uses her tongue
on the crown like this when she sucks your cock, or if this is just
for me? My god, it’s heavenly.”
Nearby, the everpresent sound of the camera shutter.
“Linda, keep your lips locked on the head. Now, Peter, this
will be an important watershed, but I have confidence in you. I
want you to reach around with your right hand and masturbate me.
I want you to jack me off into your wife’s mouth. Don’t stop until
I’ve come and Linda has taken all of it and swallowed. I also want
you to place your left hand very lightly and gently around the
underside of her throat so you can feel her swallow, but in any
case be careful not to squeeze or press too hard. Linda, look me
in the eyes. Look nowhere else until I tell you otherwise.”
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Okay, here we go. I reached around, grasped his erection, and
began the eternal ritual. He was quite large, indeed. It was coated
with pre-ejaculate and my wife’s saliva. My left hand softly held
the underside of Linda’s warm throat.
Each time my fingers rose to the top, they would touch my
wife’s clenched lips: a soft ring of flesh capping the pole I
stroked as I would want mine stroked.
“Ah, this is exquisite.