I met Roger sometime in the sixties. We grew into the very interesting seventies. When least expected, we were best buddies. Roger is some 3 years older than myself, so besides being a great friend, he was some sort of teacher.

On those intriguing teenage years, Roger and me shared our fist sexual experiences. At the begining, it was a matter of playing with one another. Once women came to scene, we found out we were not made for each other. Roger and me lay naked in the beach one time when we were decided to get to know our sexual attitude a little further.

Our first daring steps were truly unforgettable. One afternoon, after caressing and kissing each other, Roger sucked my cock until I almost came in his mouth. He jerked me off the rest of the way. I felt terrible after the great pleasure. My turn came the following weekend, so I had to suck his cock. I reluctantly took it in my mouth but I immediately gagged. I ended up jerking off my buddy until he came in my hand.

Upon agreeing we were men enough, we decided to bury these episodes behind. To date, it's our most sacred secret, well, second most after what you are about to read. The only thing I hated was that Roger's cock was bigger than mine by over an inch.

Roger and me shared the first woman, and of course, Roger was there when I met Ann, the girl who ended up being my wife two years later.

He was already engaged to Sue, but their relationship was always headed for trouble. Roger definitely loved Ann's looks and style, and we both knew well.

Ann's feminine instinct had her dressing the "proper" way when she knew Roger was to join us. When we went out as couples, Roger would concentrate his attention to Ann and practically ignore Sue.

I was sure Roger would attend any pool party, where Ann would wear her yellow, very tiny bikini. I saw Roger several times trying to peek a little into Ann's treasures. I'd swear Ann flashed Roger at some points.

Sue was not bad at all, but Ann was by far the winner.

When Ann and me got married, Roger was my best man, and he had every special privilege inherent. That happened in late 1983.

Ann got pregnant immediately after the honeymoon trip.

By April of 1984, Roger and Sue's relationship was a total disaster. She tore their wedding invitations and cancelled all. Roger was raided by this and he sank into the deepest depression I've ever seen someone.

Ann and me planned a weekend trip to San Diego I told Roger about. He begged me with his eyes to take him along.

When I talked it over with my wife, she disliked the idea at first. After giving her some valid arguments, Ann accepted. Roger was delighted by our invitation, so off we went.

The two-hour long trip went nicely between jokes and chat. I noticed poor Roger catching up his long lost mood.

A severe allergy attack took me to bed as soon as we got there. I had Ann and Roger going to the nearest drugstore to bring me some Contact. They came back with the pills some ten or fifteen minutes later.

Ann went to the room while I talked to Roger.

"Are you Okay?" I inquired.
"I'm fine", he assured me.

My gorgeous, 2-month pregnant wife was horny, no doubt about it. As I took the highest possible dose of Contact, she repeatedly rubbed my cock to no avail. She even rolled down my pijamas and sucked it hard but it was useless. The thing just wouldn't respond.

I suppose I fell asleep shortly thereafter. I remember seeing my wife's graceful naked figure slip in her pink lace negligee, just in case, and grab a past issue of People Magazine.

It should have been around two in the morning when I woke up feeling terrible, decided to ignore the warning in the label and take anothe Contact shot. As I wrestled the bottle, I turned around to notice that I was alone in the master bedroom.

I put my robe on. The door had been left almost closed, so I opened it without any noise. Right then, like a lightning, the thought of Roger and Ann making love came on. Like a flash, I recounted all of the teasing I had witnessed, promoted, and what could the have talked about when I sent them to the drugstore.

The dim corridor light and the thick carpeting allowed me to slip quiet as a mouse, quiclky crawling to the opposing wall. I caught my breath, as I have this funny feeling.

I could perceive distant TV sounds, probaly a local re-run of a 70's Benny Hill show. I began crawling on my belly. I had some 6 feet of wall, continued by a thick wooden guard rail.

When I ran out of wall, I stopped. I could see the light coming from the TV room downstairs. The condo's layout allowed a full view of the lower level.

I peeked out. My cold, allergy, or whatever I was suffering cleared out immediately in exchange for the fastest and meanest hardon.

Roger, seated on the TV room's sofa had my beautiful wife Ann on his lap, facing him, eating her face out in the most passionate kiss I'd seen her give or take. She was just covered by her pink lace negligee. Her silk pink robe laid on the floor. She was rubbing her crotch on his. I just turned around and began yanking furiously at my poor little 7.5 inch cock, as my buddy was begining to have a great time with my wife. I had no idea how much time had passed, but it was evident the show was about to start.

For my own good I stopped, but I must admit that, even I jerked off quite often for my age (27), this had to be the best solo I had ever experienced.

If you want to picture Ann, she is a graceful 35 years-old blonde, 5'7" tall, 122 lbs, green eyes, 36-C breats, very firm and white. Her hair is right now pretty much they way it was back then: mid-back long. She was 2-months pregnant at the time, but 2 months meant nothing in her full figured body. The worst part was that Roger knew she was pregnant. She was just days shy of her 23rd birthday, which is April 29.

When I turned to watch the show, my wife stood up in front of Roger. He wanted to stand up as well, but she pushed him back. She used her teenage model expertise and delighted my buddy for some time. She arched, twisted, and danced for him. Roger was still dressed, but the bulge was about to burst, like a volcano. To this point, and to my knowledge, Ann Helen hadn't still met Roger's cock.

At certain moments, my wife would push he arse so close to Roger's mouth, he attempted to tear the negligee off with his teeth.

Roger couldn't resist any more, so he stood up and clasped her body to his, undoing the symbolic knots of her babydoll, having her titties out in some five seconds. It was obvious my buddy was flattered by Ann's superb 36C titties. She turned to her right, making Roger switch, to my fortune, to a loveseat in the left side. Her silhouette was now outlined perfectly: her nipples were fully erect, pointing to Roger's eyes, begging to be taken.

Roger jumped to her again, wrapping his arms around her graceful body. He just lowered his hands to her waist, and began darting his tongue at his nipples. My wife arched back, moaning to a dangerous point, as Roger took the oportunity to suck het titties one at a time, repeatedly, just jumping his face from one to the next, as she took her right hand to her pussy. Her long blond hair hanged just over her buttocks as Roger ate her titties. I coulnd't care less I she saw me up side down!.

Roger began his journey down my wife's almost naked body, kneeling in front of her, rolling down her negligee just enough to expose her cleavage. Roger began tongueing her navel as his hands grabbed her tits.

Ann's cunt is almost hairless, naturally. Her scarce bush boundary was a reward for any of Roger's tensions or depressions. He now had my wife 95% naked. Her negligee was just a pink clothy mess just below her crotch, making her look naughtier than ever!!!!.

In all of the multiple fucks I had given her before marriage, I had never felt so hot as right now, not even when I probed her asshole with my cock, or when I had her cummung on my hand right in front of her cousin, the owner of the condo.

I was certaing she was cumming on her finger as Roger rushed back up to mute her moans with his mouth.

They trenched and kissed for some five minutes, non-stop. After that hot face-sucking session (it was not merely a kiss!), my wife began to kneel in front of my buddy's still dressed body. As she began undoing his shirt she started sucking his Adam's apple, traveling her face on her tongue down to his hairless chest, licking his nipples. Ann had Roger giggling and swaying as her tongue rimmed his nipples, while undoing his belt and button. She stopped and backed off as Roger's jeans lossend up. She looked up and smiled at him, as her hands grabbed the pants at his hips, lowering then to his knees. The motion was not strong enough to get his deep blue briefs on the way, just made some three inches of his meat protrude over the elastic band.

My wife stopped cold. Roger's head daringly almost ripped his bikini off. She got her beautiful face closer and kissed it, then licked it, just as if that much was enough for her. Roger went wild at the feeling of her tongue, making him moan out in the open.

The scene of my wife's mouth in contact with a penis other than mine made me almost convulse. It was too much for me!!.

Looking on, I began to play my stiff cock again, but I had to hold on...Ann's eyes couldn't leave Roger's as her hands played only with the exposed part of his cock.

She reached out for something she couldn't get, then her mouth opened and gripped Roger's blue bikini, lowering all the way mid-thigh. She then went back and just contemplated his tremendous erection. She punished herself, I could tell, by just embracing and kissing Roger's thighs as he foldled her hair. She placed her ear on them as trying to listen for something from inside his body, then separate to kiss his skin, get him rid of his pants and briefs, and proceed to kiss his toes!. Roger just moaned and stretched as my wife's body was beyond his reach.

She composed herself again, kissing his cock. Then she sensually licked the underside of it. She would swerve her whole body just to lick the entire contour of Roger's meat, showing me off a saliva and precum shiny monster. I don't know what the fuck Roger did to his cock, as I remember it being just a little bigger than mine. The bastard either played basketball with it or lifted weights. Personally I couldn't believe that a normal wimpy cock would grow into suck a white massive snake.

I wish I had the balls to jump right then...they probably wouldn't disapprove, but the thought of being embarrased by having only a "decent" 7.5 inches compared to Roger's meat, perhaps even losing my wife to it, made me sit tight and watch. Besides, Roger's stomach is flat as a board. I have some fat around my waist. Probably, Roger's cock may have been as big as mine, but the lack of fat and hair made it look much bigger.

I know my wife. She gets so slutty sometimes, she is capable of dumping our well-off position in favor of Roger's cock!.

As her mouth swallowed about a third of Roger's cock, she pushed him to the loveseat (he was falling down anyway). As Roger's body collapsed in the coach, Ann's mouth never separated from his cock, not even as they reaccomodated. She even sided her hair so I could see his cock fuck her mouth!.

There was the perfect view. My wife's bobbing head swallowing Roger's cock one inch at a time, cupping his balls, and the bastard's eyes as white as a boiled egg!

In the end, Roger's cock managed to fuck 2/3rds of his length in Ann's mouth. I don't know how she managed to breathe with that massive cock down her throat. I could feel her tongue playing my head, and, believe it or not, I felt envy, not jealousy, at Roger's way to enjoy my wife.

Once her mouth got used to the new size and length, Ann's head bobbed like a real pro, I mean, a porn star!. Her blond hair and her opened arse moved with such an erotic rythm, that I had my own hot and abundant cum all over my hand without feeling. Her gorgeous rosebud, plump as a peach, pumped at every swallow of my buddy's cock. I closed up in my mind her perfect white and smooth cheeks, her purplish and tasty asshole.....I wanted to tongue-fuck it so bad!.

My cock quickly regained its hardness. Ann had some five minutes sucking Roger's cock, not letting it out her mouth a single second, looking at his face when her eyes were not closed.....it was the show of my life!!!!

Some moments later, my wife climbed on Roger's body, opening up as much as she could, as if the damn bitch knew I was watching and enjoying. She got to his mouth and ate his face, licking it once the kiss was over. Instictively, Roger guided his cock towards Ann Helen's cunt, rubbing her lips, She moaned as if nobody were in the house!.

Apparently, Roger and Ann relayed Contact's effect a little too much!.

Roger's cock began entering my wife's pussy very slowly. It was her hot mood that made her seat on it at once, and begin riding on Roger immediately. His hands reached out and rubbed her titties as she would just moan and yell.

Roger's eyes closed as she came, begging him to hold. She was already pregnant though.....

My good friend Roger fucked my wife's pussy for an eternity, by my standards. I could manage 3 to 5 minutes tops.....She was having the treat of her life!!!.

Once she felt fulfilled, Ann Helen collapsed into Roger's face again. Some moments later, she murmured to his ear something....and began rising very slowly.

Roger's cock was shiny and throbbing. My wife's juices could be seen from miles!.

She got on all fours in the loveseat as Roger approached from behind, grabbing her hips. Roger's cock head began rimming her asshole, smearing it with his precum and hers to assure a perfect ramming...

Ann began biting the seatback's leather as Roger's head wrestled and defeated her sphincter questionable defense. Her body jerked once Roger's body was inside her. Her moans and yells couldn't wait as Roger's cock began mercilessly impaling her large intestine.

My wife rose her whole arse to ease Roger's throbbing cock's way inside her ...and let him see her in all her glory. She loves that!.

Once Roger's cock reached beyond my marked capacity and his balls touched her lower butt, he opened up her cheeks, grabbed her hips, and began fucking my wife like a machine, doggy style. Her asshole must have been smoking. It may seem incredible, but Roger's cock pumped my wife's large intestine for another eternity. She drove her hand beneath her body and began playing with her pussy, cumming again. I lots count of how many times Ann Helen came. I was mostly stunned by Roger's cock of steel!. My wife's large intestine was certainly more elastic now. The son of a bitch surely stretched her out!. I felt sorry for her anus, as it was certain it would bleed, but that was the least I could wish the bitch!.

Roger bent over Ann's back and murmured something in her ear. She sided her hair and giggled.

She leaned half her body on the coach as Roger began, very slowly to pull his cock from her rosebud, fingering her cunt to ease the feeling. It took forever to leave. It actually looked like a train coming from a tunnel!.

When Roger's steamy and shitty cock came finally out, he sat down as Ann knelt between his opened thighs. She sided her hair again and teased Roger a little.

She wrapped her mouth around his cock, and her head bobbed faster and faster. Roger moaned and yelled...he had it made!. Ann's moanings were muted by buddy's massive member. At moments she would just stop as Roger fucked her mouth, then she would take over. Finally, my wife cupped Roger's balls as he moaned loudly enough to wake the neighbors, when a tremendous wad of hot cum began flodding her mouth. Ann took the first spurts without problem, but Roger's cum was so much, she gagged and had to let go of his cock shortly. Right then, some spats hit her beautiful face, but Ann swallowed Roger immediately, taking most of his cum in her mouth.

Roger's ejaculation took much longer than mine. When it was over, my wife began licking his body headed for his face. Roger and Ann rejoiced eating his cum. When they were both clean, she grabbed his shaft again and rubbed her nipples with energy and passion. Roger heleped her cum again finger fucking her cunt.

Meanwhile, I yanked furiously at my cock, cumming a second time. I wiped my hand in the carped, and went to the bathroom to get a mat to cover it. It was as much as a nice first time after three days!.

I waited until my wife dressed after just laying there, with my best friend, touching each other.

I went to bed soon enough to avoid any problems. Ann stopped at the bathroom and showered. Some ten minutes later, she came out. Her mouth was Scope fresh.

As she got to bed, close to me, I thought of the great scene I had just witnessed. I felt I wanted her more than ever....specially after seeing another man drive her into the proper gear. I better take action.

Some two years ago, Ann knew I was watching. In throws of passion, she even told me Roger's cum tasted great (that bitch!), and that he fucked her the very next morning after I left (on purpose).

Roger married not long ago. Ann told me (and I believe her) that Roger fucked her again after a X-mas party in 1995, in his mom's house. Honestly, I'm not bothered. Perhaps we can share wives the next time!.

Paula is not bad at all!!!