Ride My Friend's Husband

T and R are best friends, both gorgeous, one tall and blonde, the other shorter and brunette, both stacked. After a night of drinking and dancing they both horny and decide it’s Time they shared Ts husband J

The bass throbbed through T's chest as she and R stumbled out of the club, drunk and sweaty, the air thick with heat and hormones. They'd danced all night, their bodies grinding against each other and anyone else who got too close. Now, the streetlights cast a grimy glow on their flushed faces, and T's blonde hair stuck to her neck, while R's dark waves framed her flushed cheeks. "I'm so fucking wet," R muttered, hitching up her skirt to fan herself. T laughed, grabbing R's hand and pulling her towards the apartment. "Me too. Let's take a shower together. Cool off." R raised an eyebrow but followed willingly. Once inside, they peeled off their clothes, kicking them aside in a messy trail. T turned on the shower, and they stood under the spray, water cascading over their curves, highlights gleaming on their full tits, wetting their slits. They started to wash each other, hands slipping and sliding over slick skin. T's fingers found R's clit, rubbing in slow circles. R gasped, arching into the touch. "Fuck, T. We're always like this. Horny and drunk," R breathed, her voice ragged. T bit her lip, looking at R with heavy-lidded eyes. "So? Let's do something about it. Let's share J." R's eyes widened, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she leaned in, capturing T's mouth in a hungry kiss. Their tongues clashed, and T pushed R against the tile, grinding their wet pussies together. "You want that?" T murmured against R's mouth. R nodded, breath hitching. "Yes. Fuck, yes." The shower rained down as they kissed. Their moans rang in the steamy air, and anticipation crackled. They were on the edge, but their dirty night was only just beginning.

T broke away from the kiss, her breath ragged. "Wait here," she ordered, stepping out of the shower. She grabbed two thick towels from the rack, shaking them out before draping one around R's shoulders. R stepped out, water dripping down her body, her nipples hard and dark. "Come on," T said, leading her to the bedroom. The room was dimly lit, the curtains still drawn from earlier in the day. She tossed the other towel onto the bed, and R sat down, her eyes never leaving T's. T straddled R's lap, her thighs slick against R's skin. She leaned in, her lips brushing R's ear. "You want to share my husband? You want to feel his cock inside you?" R shivered, her hands gripping T's thighs. "Yes. God, yes." T bit down on R's earlobe, then trailed kisses down her neck. R tilted her head back, exposing more of her throat. T's hands roamed over R's body, squeezing her breasts, pinching her nipples. R moaned, her hips bucking up. T smiled against R's skin. "You're so eager. But first, I want to taste you. I want to feel you come on my tongue." R's eyes fluttered closed as T kissed her way down R's body. She pushed R back onto the bed, spreading her thighs wide. R's pussy was glistening, her lips swollen and ready. T leaned in, her breath hot against R's skin. "Fuck, you smell good," T murmured, before running her tongue up R's slit. R cried out, her hips jerking. T's hands held her down, her tongue exploring every fold and crevice. She sucked on R's clit, her fingers slipping inside her. R's moans filled the room, her body twisting and writhing. T's tongue and fingers worked in tandem, driving R higher and higher. She could feel R's body tensing, her muscles coiling tight. "T... oh fuck, T... I'm gonna come," R panted, her voice desperate. T looked up, her eyes locked onto R's. "Do it," she commanded, her fingers curling inside R. "Come for me, R. Come on my fucking face." R's body convulsed, a guttural cry tearing from her throat. Her pussy clenched around T's fingers, waves of pleasure crashing over her. T lapped it all up, her tongue slow and lazy as R came down from her high. The tension was building, and it was time for the next step.

T's smile was primal as she sat up, her chin glistening. R's chest heaved, her body slick with sweat. T leaned down, capturing R's mouth in a fierce kiss. R could taste herself on T's tongue, and it sent a fresh wave of heat through her. She gripped T's arms, digging her nails into the muscle. T broke away, her eyes wild. "You taste amazing," she growled, before moving down R's body again. This time, she bit gently at R's inner thighs, eliciting a shriek. She nuzzled R's pubic bone, inhaling deeply. "Fuck, you're so responsive," T murmured, before delving back in. Her tongue traced lazy patterns, avoiding R's oversensitive clit. R whimpered, trying to grind against T's face. T chuckled, pinning R's hips down. "Patience," T teased, blowing cool air onto R's wet flesh. R shivered, her body aching with need. T's tongue finally found R's clit again, flicking it gently. R moaned, her body tense and ready. "T... please... I need more," R begged, her voice breathless. T looked up, her eyes dark with lust. "More? Like this?" She slid two fingers back into R, curling them expertly. R cried out, her body arching off the bed. T's tongue and fingers worked in unison, driving R wild. R's moans filled the room, her body writhing and bucking. "Oh god, T... I can't... it's too much," R panted, her voice desperate. T's fingers moved faster, her tongue relentless. "Come again, R," she demanded. "Come on my fingers. Show me how much you want this." R's body convulsed, a scream tearing from her throat. Her pussy clenched around T's fingers, waves of pleasure crashing over her. She shook and trembled, her body convulsing as T coaxed every last drop of pleasure from her. Finally, R went limp, her body spent and sated. T sat up, her fingers still coated in R's desire. She leaned in, kissing R deeply. R could taste herself again, and it sent a fresh surge of heat through her. She reached up, pulling T down on top of her. Their bodies pressed together, slick and hot. R could feel T's heart pounding against her own. "This was just the start," T whispered, her breath hot against R's ear. "Now, it's time for the main event." She rolled off R, standing up. R watched as T crossed the room, her body on full display. T opened the bedroom door, stepping out into the hall. "J," she called, her voice echoing through the apartment. "We're ready for you."

T and R moved silently, their bodies still pulsing with the aftershocks of pleasure. They found J sprawled out on the couch, his broad chest rising and falling with deep, steady breaths. The dim light from the hallway cast shadows across his tanned skin, highlighting the muscles of his arms and chest. His pants were tented from his growing erection, reminding the girls of his impressive size. R's breath hitched as she looked at him, her body already aching for more. She glanced at T, whose eyes were gleaming with lust and mischief. T nodded, a smirk playing on her lips. She stepped closer to J, her hips swaying gently. She reached down, running a hand through his dark hair. J stirred slightly, a soft groan escaping his lips. "J," T whispered, her voice a low purr. "Wake up, baby. We need you." J's eyes fluttered open, taking a moment to focus on T's face. His hand reached up, grabbing her wrist. He pulled her closer, his eyes dark with desire. "T," he murmured, his voice thick with sleep and lust. "What do you need?" T leaned down, her lips brushing against his ear. "We're both so wet and ready for you. R and I... we want you to fuck us." J's grip on her wrist tightened, his body tensing. He looked past T, his eyes locking onto R. She was perched on the arm of the couch, her legs spread wide, giving him a clear view of her glistening pussy. She bit her lip, her fingers drifting down to tease her clit. "Fuck, you two are gorgeous," J growled, his hand moving to cup T's breast. He pinched her nipple, eliciting a soft moan from her. "You want this, R?" he asked, his eyes never leaving hers. R nodded, her breath coming in short gasps. "Yes. God, yes. I want you to fuck me, J. I want to feel your cock inside me." J's eyes flashed with heat. He sat up, his muscles rippling. T stepped back, giving him room. His eyes never left R as he stood, his erection now fully visible, straining against his pants. He reached down, stroking himself through the fabric, a low groan escaping his lips. R's eyes widened, her body trembling with anticipation. T moved behind her, her hands roaming over R's body, squeezing her breasts, pinching her nipples. R leaned back against T, her head resting on T's shoulder. Her eyes were locked onto J, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps. "Take off your pants, J," T whispered, her voice a low command. "Let us see what we've been missing."

J's hands moved to his belt, unbuckling it with a swift, deliberate motion. The sound of the leather sliding through the loops was loud in the quiet room. He unbuttoned his pants, the zipper echoing as he pulled it down, slowly freeing his thick cock. It sprang out, hard and ready, making both T and R gasp. J kicked off his pants, standing naked and proud, his cock jutting out aggressively. He stroked himself, his eyes never leaving R's, his hand moving in a slow, deliberate rhythm. T's hands continued to roam over R's body, her touch becoming more insistent. She pinched R's nipples, making her arch her back and moan. T's other hand slipped down between R's legs, her fingers finding R's wet, swollen flesh. She slipped two fingers inside, eliciting a sharp cry from R. T's fingers moved in and out, her palm grinding against R's clit. "Look at him, R," T murmured, her voice husky with desire. "Look at what's going to fill you up." R's eyes were glued to J, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She could see the thick veins running up his shaft, the way the head of his cock glistened with pre-cum. She could feel her own body responding, her hips bucking against T's hand. J moved closer, his hand still stroking his cock. He reached out, his other hand cupping R's chin, forcing her to look up at him. "You want this, don't you?" he growled, his thumb brushing against her lips. R opened her mouth, taking his thumb inside. She sucked on it, her eyes locked onto his. "Yes," she moaned, the word muffled around his thumb. "I want it. I want you." J's eyes flashed with lust. He pulled his thumb out of her mouth, replacing it with his cock. R opened wide, taking him in as far as she could. Her tongue swirled around the sensitive underside, making J groan deeply. T's fingers continued to work inside R, her other hand squeezing R's breast tightly. J pulled out of R's mouth, his breath coming in harsh gasps. He looked down at her, his eyes wild with desire. "Turn around," he commanded, his voice rough. "I want to see that ass in the air." R complied, turning around and presenting herself to him. T moved with her, her hands never leaving R's body. She positioned R on her hands and knees on the couch, her ass in the air, her pussy glistening with desire. T knelt down in front of R, her mouth finding R's clit once again. R moaned, her body trembling with anticipation. J moved behind her, his hands gripping her hips. He positioned himself at her entrance, his cock rubbing against her wet folds. He leaned down, his body covering hers, his breath hot against her ear. "Tell me you want this," he demanded, his voice a low growl. R moaned, her body trembling. "I want it," she begged. "I want your cock inside me. Please, J. Please fuck me."

R is so horny and wet, watching J. This woudl never happen with her lame husband ….. he barely even fucks her any more.

R's hips bucked back, seeking more contact, her breath hitching as J's cockhead teased her opening. "He barely touches me anymore," R gasped, her voice laced with frustration and lust. "He doesn't fuck me like this. He doesn't make me feel... so fucking alive." T looked up from between R's legs, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Well, lucky for you, J's not your husband," she purred, before diving back down, her tongue licking a hot path up R's slit. T's fingers spread R's lips, giving J a clear view of her glistening, swollen pussy. J groaned, his grip on R's hips tightening. "Is that what you need, R?" he growled, his voice thick with lust. "To be fucked properly?" R nodded, her body trembling with anticipation. "Yes," she moaned. "I need it. I need you to fuck me hard. To make me come undone." J leaned back, his eyes locked onto R's ass. He spat on his hand, coating his cock with his saliva, making it glisten even more. He positioned himself at her entrance again, rubbing the head of his cock against her wet folds. R moaned, pushing back against him, trying to impale herself on his cock. T looked up, her chin glistening with R's juices. "Tell him what you want, R," she commanded, her voice firm. " Tell him to fuck you." R's eyes met J's, her voice a desperate plead. "Fuck me, J," she begged. "Fuck me hard. Make me scream." J's eyes flashed with heat. He slammed into her, his hips moving in a swift, powerful thrust. R cried out, her body arching as she was filled completely. J began to move, his hips slapping against R's ass, each thrust eliciting a sharp cry from her. T watched, her fingers slipping inside herself, her breath coming in quick gasps as she pleasured herself to the sight of J fucking R.

J's thrusts were relentless, his hips slapping against R's ass with a wet, fleshy sound. Each powerful drive forward made R cry out, her body jerking with the force of his entry. T, still kneeling in front of R, watched with lust-filled eyes, her own fingers moving swiftly in and out of her pussy, matching the rhythm of J's thrusts. "Fuck, you're tight," J grunted, his hands gripping R's hips so tightly it was borderline painful. "Your pussy is like a damn vice." R could only moan in response, her body trembling with each powerful thrust. Her fingers dug into the couch cushions, knuckles white with the effort. T reached up, her hands cupping R's breasts, squeezing and kneading them in time with J's thrusts. Her mouth found R's nipple, sucking and biting gently, sending shockwaves of pleasure through R's body. J's pace quickened, his breaths coming in ragged gasps. "You like that, don't you?" he growled, his voice laced with dominance. "You like being fucked hard?" R could only nod, her mouth open in a silent scream, her body convulsing with each powerful thrust. T's fingers found her clit, rubbing and circling it in quick, precise motions. The dual sensations of T's touch and J's cock were overwhelming, pushing R to the brink of ecstasy. J's hand snaked around, his fingers finding R's clit, mirroring T's movements. Together, they worked her, their fingers dancing over her sensitive nub, their touches synchronized and relentless. R's body tensed, her muscles clenching as she teetered on the edge of orgasm. J felt it, his thrusts becoming even more urgent, more desperate. "You're going to come for us, aren't you?" J demanded, his voice a low growl. "You're going to come all over our fingers and my cock." R's body responded instantly, her orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave. She screamed, her body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure ripped through her. Her pussy clenched around J's cock, her juices gushing out, coating his balls and T's fingers. J groaned, his own orgasm triggered by R's. He slammed into her one last time, his body stiffening as he came, his cock pulsing and releasing deep inside her. T watched, her own orgasm hitting her as she saw J's cock spurting his release into R. Her body shook, her fingers moving frantically as she rode out her own wave of pleasure. As they all came down from their highs, their bodies slick with sweat and glistening with their combined juices, J slowly pulled out of R. He collapsed onto the couch, his chest heaving with exertion. T, her own body still trembling, moved to sit beside him, her head resting on his shoulder. R, her body boneless and spent, collapsed onto the floor, her eyes fluttering closed as she rode the aftershocks of her orgasm.

T's fingers slowed, then stopped, as she caught her breath, looking over at J and R, both panting and sated. "Well, that was quite the show," she murmured, a satisfied smirk playing on her lips. R, still on the floor, managed a weak laugh, her body too spent to move. "You have no idea," she panted. "That was... incredible." J, propped up on an elbow, reached out to stroke R's hair, his touch gentle despite the roughness of their encounter. "You were amazing," he said, his voice softening. "The way you took it..." R looked up at him, her eyes heavy-lidded but glowing with pleasure. "It was everything I needed," she admitted. Her gaze shifted to T, gratitude shining in her eyes. "Both of you." T grinned, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on J's chest. "Our pleasure," she replied, her voice laced with satisfaction. She glanced down at R, her eyes gleaming with a renewed hunger. "But I think we're not done yet." R's breath hitched, her body responding to T's words despite her exhaustion. She watched as T's hand moved lower, her fingers wrapping around J's semi-hard cock, beginning to stroke him back to life. J's eyes fluttered closed, a low groan rumbling in his chest. "I think you need to be fucked properly again, R," T purred, her eyes locked onto R's. "And this time, I want to watch you take him in your mouth." R's breath hitched again, her body aching with a fresh wave of lust. She looked at J, his cock now fully hard, standing proud and ready. She crawled over to him, her body moving with a grace born of desire, her tongue darting out to lick her lips in anticipation. She positioned herself between his thighs, her hands reaching out to grip his shaft, her mouth lowering to take him in. J groaned, his hips arching up to meet her, his hands tangling in her hair. T watched, her own body stirring with renewed arousal, her fingers slipping back inside herself as she enjoyed the sight of R sucking J's cock. The room filled with the sounds of their pleasure, a symphony of moans, gasps, and wet, sucking noises as R took J deeper, her head bobbing up and down, her lips and tongue working their magic.

R's jaw ached, but she took him deeper, her cheeks hollowing with each suck. T's eyes were locked onto the sight, her fingers moving faster, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. "Fuck, yeah," T whispered, her voice thick with lust. "Take it all. Show us how much you want it." J groaned, his hips thrusting up to meet R's mouth, his fingers tangled in her hair. "Your mouth... fuck, it's divine." R pulled back, a thin line of saliva stretching from her lips to J's cock. She looked up at him, her eyes watering, but her expression hungry. Her hand moved between her thighs, her fingers finding her clit, rubbing in quick, tight circles. T watched, her own body aching with need. She moved closer, her eyes never leaving R's pussy. Her fingers brushed against R's, pushing them aside. She pressed two fingers against R's entrance, feeling the resistance before she pushed in, filling R alongside her own fingers. R moaned around J's cock, the sound vibrating through him, making him groan deeply. Her body jerked slightly, her hips bucking as T's fingers stretched her, filling her completely. T's other hand found R's clit, rubbing and circling it in sync with her thrusts. "You like that, don't you?" T purred, her voice low and dangerous. "You like being so full. So stretched." R's moans grew louder, more desperate. Her body shook with the effort of holding back her orgasm. J's grip on her hair tightened, his hips slamming up to meet her mouth as he neared his own release. T's fingers moved faster, her touch relentless as she pushed R towards the edge. "Come on, R," T urged, her voice a low growl. "Show us what a good little slut you are. Come with both our hands inside you, and Jane's cock down your throat." R's body tensed, her breath coming in short gasps. Her moans grew louder, more desperate, her body shaking with the effort of holding back her orgasm. J's grip on her hair tightened, his hips slamming up to meet her mouth as he neared his own release. T's fingers moved faster, her touch relentless as she pushed R towards the edge. R's body convulsed as T thrust harder, her fingers filling and stretching R raw. She screamed around J's cock, her orgasm ripping through her. Her pussy clenched around their fingers, her juices coating their hands as she came undone. J groaned, his body stiffening as he came, his cock pulsing and releasing his hot cum down R's throat. R swallowed quickly, her body shaking with the force of her own release, her mouth and throat working to take every drop of him. Her mouth worked him so thoroughly, his cock felt like a rock, still throbbing with each pulse of pleasure. T watched, her own body trembling with the intensity of the scene. Her fingers moved frantically as she brought herself to the edge, her body aching with need. She kept her fingers moving in and out of R in a feverish pace, her own pussy dripping and swollen. She was soaked and desperate, and she didn't want to stop pushing R until she was begging for it. As R pulled back, gasping for breath, T's orgasm hit her, her body convulsing as she came, her fingers coated in her own juices. She looked over at J and R, both panting and spent, a satisfied smirk playing on her lips. "Well, that was one of my most favorite performances ever," she murmured, her voice laced with satisfaction.

As T lays there post orgasm J pushes R aside and grabs his slutty wife, bending her over and entering her from behind

As T lay there, post-orgasm, her body still trembling with the aftershocks, J pushed R aside, his eyes locked onto his wife. His cock, still slick and glistening, was hard and ready again. He gripped T's hips, pulling her up onto her knees, bending her over the arm of the couch. She let out a soft moan, her body arching to meet his. "Fuck, you're soaked," J growled, his hand sliding between her thighs, his fingers spreading her open. He positioned himself at her entrance, rubbing the head of his cock against her, coating himself in her juices. T pushed back against him, eager and ready. "You want this, don't you?" J teased, his voice low and dangerous. "You want your husband to fuck you while she watches." T looked back at R, her eyes meeting the other woman's gaze. R was propped up on an elbow, her body still recovering, but her eyes were filled with lust, watching the scene unfold. T nodded, her body aching with need. "Yes," she whispered. "I want it." J slammed into her, his hips crashing against her ass. T cried out, her body jerking forward with the force of his thrust. He set a punishing pace, his hips moving like a piston, his cock driving into her with relentless force. T screamed as she took it, her body shivering as she struggled to take it all. Their eyes locked, and J gripped T's hips even tighter. He pounded into her, his grunts mixing with her moans. His balls slapped against her, the sound raw and animalistic. T's body began to shake, her muscles tensing as she neared her climax. R watched, her fingers teasing her own clit, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. Her eyes were wide, her body aching with renewed lust as she watched J fuck his wife. T's body tensed, her muscles clenching as she teetered on the edge. "J...I'm going to come," she panted, her voice barely recognizable. Her eyes rolled back, her mouth open in a silent scream as her orgasm hit her. Her body convulsed, her pussy clenching around J's cock, her juices gushing out, coating his balls. J groaned, his own orgasm triggered by T's. He slammed into her one last time, his body stiffening as he came, his cock pulsing and releasing deep inside her. T collapsed onto the couch, her body boneless and spent, her breath coming in ragged gasps. J followed, his body slick with sweat, his chest heaving with exertion. He collapsed beside her, his arm throwing her over, pulling them both into a panting, sweaty mess. J's eyes flashed, pausing and then rolling over to R, who had barely recovered. "Your turn," he stated bluntly, his breath catching.

J didn't wait for a response. His hands gripped R's waist, flipping her over and pinning her onto T's shaking body. T moaned softly, her limbs still trembling from her own release, but she wrapped her arms around R, pulling her down into a brutal, desperate kiss. Their tongues clashed, their breaths mingling as J positioned himself behind R. R's body was slick with sweat, her skin hot to the touch. J's hands roamed over her, his touch possessive and demanding. He slipped his fingers between her thighs, feeling her wetness, her need. She was ready, her body aching for more. He positioned himself at her entrance, his cock hard and throbbing. He rubbed the head against her, coating himself in her juices, making her whimper with anticipation. "Please," R begged, her voice muffled against T's mouth. "Fuck me. Fill me up." J didn't need to be told twice. He slammed into her, his hips crashing against her ass. R cried out, her body jerking forward, her nails digging into T's shoulders. T moaned, her body arching up to meet the force of J's thrusts, her breasts pressing against R's. Her hands roamed over R's back, her touch soothing and possessive all at once. J set a brutal pace, his hips moving like a piston, his cock driving into R with relentless force. The room was filled with the sound of their bodies slapping together, their moans and gasps mixing with the wet sounds of their fucking. R's body began to shake, her muscles tensing as she neared her climax. R's head tossed back, her cries becoming increasingly desperate. "Harder," she demanded, her body bucking against J's thrusts. "Fuck me harder, J." J obliged, his hips snapping forward, his cock driving into her with even more force. T's hands moved to R's clit, her fingers rubbing and circling it in sync with J's thrusts. R's body convulsed, her orgasm hitting her like a freight train. Her pussy clenched around J's cock, her juices gushing out, coating his balls. J groaned, his own orgasm triggered by R's. He slammed into her one last time, his body stiffening as he came, his cock pulsing and releasing deep inside her. R collapsed onto T, her body boneless and spent, her breath coming in ragged gasps. J followed, his body slick with sweat, his chest heaving with exertion. He collapsed beside them, his arm throwing them both into a panting, sweaty heap. The room was filled with the scent of sex and the sound of their labored breathing.

As the trio lay there, entwined in a sweaty, panting mass, J's chest heaved and he began to stroke his cock. His eyes ravenous, roaming over the two spent bodies beneath him, he wanted more, but they were spent. He pulled himself upright and, gripping R's ankle, dragged her across T's body. "On your back," he ordered. R complied weakly, her body trembling as she rolled onto her back, her legs splayed wide. T, her breath still ragged, propped herself up on an elbow, her eyes locked onto J's cock, now slick and glistening with a mix of their juices. She reached out, her fingers wrapping around him, stroking him gently. J groaned, his hips thrusting into her touch. "Fuck, that's good," he growled. He looked down at R, his eyes dark with lust. "But I want more. I want to fuck you both at the same time." T's eyes widened, but she didn't stop stroking him. R, her body already aching, looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and excitement. "I...I don't know if I can take more," she admitted, her voice barely a whisper. J smirked, his hand moving to T's breast, his fingers pinching her nipple. "You can, and you will," he said, his voice leaving no room for argument. He pushed T down, positioning himself between her thighs. She didn't resist, her body already primed and ready for more. He slammed into her, his cock filling her completely. T cried out, her body arching up to meet his. He paused and looked again at R. "Open your mouth." R obliged, her eyes hazy with lust and more than a little bit of fear. He lifted himself up and placed the head of cock into R’s mouth. R moaned and sucked his cock head like she had never tasted anything so good. Her tongue danced around the sensitive tip of his head, making him growl with pleasure. He reached under her and began fingering her clit. As R continued, he moved back and forth, fucking both women.