Old Friend Visits Wife

Reunited With An Old Fuck Buddy,

And More.

He was her old friend. They'd gone to school together, lived in the same neighborhood, and wrote to one another occasionally as adults. I never really knew how close they actually were. At least I didn't think about it all that much until he came to visit and was with her everyday while I was at work.

They had the whole house, total privacy, and no one to inhibit them with whatever they wanted to do. If they wanted to run around naked all day (which she loves to do), fuck in the jacuzzi, or have oral sex in the living room on the floor, there was nothing to stop them.

Claire is a very sensual person, loving just about anything having to do with sex. She loves cowgirl, anything oral, can give a sensational blowjob, and can squeeze her pussy muscles as tight as a fist.

I didn't know if they had ever had sex together, but I wouldn't put it passed them. I never asked her, figuring it was none of my business. I am not a swinger, but I don't think monogamy is all that important for a good marriage. People can be happy and be in an open relationship, that is for sure.

So when Peter came to visit, I guess I figured they would be tested. If being alone with total privacy got their sexual juices flowing, then so be it. I would not install cameras to monitor their behavior, spy on them, hire a detective to watch them, and I would not sneak home early to catch them in moments of bliss. If they did decide to run around naked, fuck in the jacuzzi, or have sixty-nine on the living room floor, then I just hoped they enjoyed themselves.

Maybe she'll feel comfortable enough with my unconditional love to tell me about it if they do. I hope so. I have tried to let her know that her having sex is her own business.

I don't have a lover, and the reason is clear. I don't need one. I am happy with what I have. Claire is a sexual dynamo. I love fucking her. However, she is also free to do as she wants. Infidelity is not a good reason to end an excellent marriage. Having sex with someone you are not married to is not a crime.

I actually like Paul. If I was to pick a man for my wife to have an affair with, he would be a top candidate. I was happy for her that he was coming to visit, especially if he got to fuck her.

He had been with us for a week when she cuddled up to me and whispered close to my ear, "Your wife has been a naughty girl."

"Did you do something you had fun doing?" I asked.

"I sure did," she said.

"Where did you have it?" I asked.

"In the living room, and in the bedroom, the kitchen, next to the pool, and in the family room."

"You missed the bathroom," I said.

"To crowded," she said.

"The shower?" I said. "I thought you'd surely shower together."

"You expected me to fuck Paul?" she said.

"Figured you already have," I said.

"That was years ago," she said. "Ancient history."

"So how was it? As good as you remember?" I asked.

"Better," she said with a wide smile. "We've both learned a lot. I have had a good teacher."

"So you have plans for tomorrow," I said, "besides some serious fucking?"

"We thought we'd go naked at the beach," she said. "Maybe fuck in the dunes."

"Careful where you get sand," I said. "You tell me all about it?"

"Every juicy detail?" she said.

"Leaving nothing out," I said. "Tell me where he puts it, what he licks and sucks, and what you suck on."

"You want a blow by blow description?" she asked.

"Absolutely," I said. "How is Paul equipped for the job, adequate?"

"More than," she said. "Over half a foot. I measured once. It was seven and a half then. Probably more than that now," she said grinning. "It fits perfectly."

"A good fit is important," I said.

Just about that time Paul came out of the bedroom. "You taking good care of my wife?" I asked.

"I am trying to," he said.

"She tells me you've enjoyed different rooms of my house," I said.

He blushed. "A few," he said, not sure how much he should say.

"It's okay," Claire said. "He wants me to enjoy myself," she said. "He knows about us," she told him.

"Then, yes," Paul said. "I've enjoyed many rooms of your house."

"Treat her good," I said.

The next morning I watched them go out to his truck before I left for work. I thought about what she wasn't wearing under the short summer dress she had on. I figured he would finger her on their way to the beach. It seemed like a two-finger trip to me. She loves to have her pussy filled while I am driving. If she is driving, she needs to concentrate.

At work I thought about their ride to the beach and the ride home. I wanted to hear about what he did on the way, and I imagined they had good sex in the dunes. I pictured her riding him cowgirl, her favorite position, behind a mound of sand around the point.

I wanted to hear about the sex she had with Paul, and she promised she'd tell me everything they did. Since he'd started his visit I had heard a lot of what they'd done and it excited me to hear.

They got back from the beach at seven and she told me he fingered her pussy all the way to the beach and back. She was good and wet before they even got to the parking lot. She was really hot by the time they put their towels down, and they went to the dunes right away.

When they found a spot in the dunes, she mounted him, riding him cowgirl and bouncing over her old friend's hips. They fucked until she came shouting. There were two other couples using the dunes for the same thing.

When Claire climaxed she said one of the other women came at same time one dune over. "Dueling orgasms in the dunes," Claire said. I had to smile at my wife's wit.

She said they fucked twice in the dunes, once cowgirl and then once missionary. They walked back, played some frisbee, then surfed, slept, and came home before the sun went down.

I fixed steaks and we ate on the patio. Claire and Paul swam nude after dinner and I watched a ball game. I looked out at the pool and Claire was sucking Paul off on the steps of the pool. She was deep throating him and I was impressed with her ability to take him to the back her throat and hold it, being able to keep from gagging. She had never done that with me before, although she does give a very wonderful blowjob.

She really enjoys sucking cock and I am always happy to let her practice on me. Paul also seemed pleased at her ability to give head. He sat back on the pool steps with his cock standing up out of the water and Claire eased her mouth down over his wet shaft. I stopped watching the game and just watched her blowjob on her old friend as he sat in the pool. She started bobbing her head up and down his stiff shaft that stood up out of water, and she held his cock up with one hand.

When he started coming she held her mouth over his dick, letting his cum shoot up between her lips. She caught each spurt on her tongue, cheeks, lips, and chin. Some drops of cum ran down her chin. She licked her lips with her tongue, wiping the cum off her smile with a happy swipe of the tip. I smiled at the sight of my lovely wife sucking her old friend's cock and licking his semen off her lips.

It had been over a year since she'd seen him, and they were making up for the absence in a big way. I was happy for her, and I knew she would thank me profoundly, sexually after he left. The night before he was scheduled to leave, they invited me to join them.

We gathered in our bedroom and we all got undressed. We decided he and I would service her first, with one of us eating her pussy, while the other one would suck on her nipples and kiss her lips, caressing and massaging her breasts as we did the other two things.

I was the one who started to eat her pussy, while Paul focussed on her tits and lips. I opened her labia with my thumbs and reached in with my tongue as far as it would go. Her pussy was extremely wet from the excitement of being with two men at one time, and the wetness ran into my mouth. I swallowed happily.

I drank her juice as fast as I could, and the excess dribbled down my chin. She pulled up her knees and spread her legs as wide as she could. Paul had his lips around one nipple and she moaned as I ate her pussy and he sucked on her breasts. We went like that for a few minutes until she came from my mouth and his lips and the suction he was putting on her nipples.

We then switched to one of us fucking her while she sucked the cock of the other one. Since I started with eating her pussy, he got to have it this time. He entered her from on top between her thighs and I knelt beside her and she took my stiff cock in her mouth, sucking on the tip before taking it clear to the back of her throat in one motion.

He started moving slowly, going in and out of Claire steadily, increasing his pace gradually. She was moaning around my cock as she sucked it, moving along the shaft, her lips wrapped halfway around its girth, and her tongue working along the underside of my dick.

She put both hands on my erection and sucked vigorously as he pushed into her at the same time. Her pussy was so wet it was making sloshing noises as he moved in and out. It was red and puffy from all the use it was getting.

"Make me come," she cried, and her body became ridged and her fists knotted into balls of clenched, tight fingers. He brought his cock nearly all the way out, then he shoved it back in with one quick motion.

She took her mouth off my cock as she began to come and Paul increased the speed of his thrusts, ramming into her wildly, like a man possessed. His cock moved so quickly that the sound of his fucking was one steady din. She came screaming shortly after he reached his fastest cadence.

We rested for a while, but Claire was ready before either Paul or I was. I began fucking her sopping pussy after a less than adequate rest for either Paul or me. My cock was barely back to full erection when I tried to slip it into her mushy pussy. It was like trying to stuff a rag into one inch hole. It took me nearly five minutes to get stiff enough to get in all the way into her well-fucked pussy.

The end of our fuck session came with the three of us falling deeply into a very sound sleep, although when I awoke four hours later Claire was sucking a nearly flaccid Paul and trying to inspire him into having an erect and interested penis for her to feast on.

I raised up on one elbow and watched her work him into a full-blown erection. She deep throated him, taking him to the back of her throat and holding him there for nearly a minute. Once again, when he began coming she held him in front of her open mouth, taking spurt after spurt down her throat, swallowing nearly a cup of cum and smiling at me as she did it. It was a great show, and I actually enjoyed another man's blowjob.

When Claire and Paul were at the beach having sex in the dunes and another woman came at the same time as Claire, it was "dueling orgasms." Afterwards they met them, the four walked back to the beach together. Claire and Gwen hit it off really well and exchanged cell phone numbers.

When she told me about it I asked if she had any interest in hooking up with another woman. It was one of my favorite fantasies.

After Paul left, Claire called Gwen and asked if she'd like to meet. I was thrilled to hear they'd set a date.

I could not wait to hear about her rendezvous with Gwen. Perhaps, I thought, they'd even consider letting me watch. I asked her if she would tell me all about it. "Would you like to watch?" she asked, anticipating my greatest hope.

"I'd absolutely love that," I said eagerly.

"Then I'll ask her," Claire said with a broad smile. The women set up a time, Gwen agreed that I could watch, and they invited me to be a spectator at their pussy eating soirée. I was ecstatic. I had enjoyed her stories about fucking Paul, loved fucking her with him, but being able to see her with Gwen was a dream come true.

They decided I should already be in the room before they arrived, so the 'show' would be complete, and they chose to have it at a hotel to really make it special. They picked the Marriott because it had such a fine restaurant, and I would go to the room after we all ate dinner.

We had lobster with shrimp for three and finished with a delicate raspberry cheesecake and coffee. I left the table with the room key, and they came up fifteen minutes later with the other key. I was to go into the room, wait for them, then watch the show when they came finally came up.

I had only been in the room for ten minutes when I heard the door. They came in, ignoring me, and kissed and hugged just inside the entryway. At the door, they undressed each other, slipping off the other woman's dress, panties, bra, and stockings. They had both kicked their shoes off at the door.

Naked, they kissed for awhile, enjoying a lot of tongue, fingered one another, then moved to the bed and wrapped themselves around each other, finally ending up in a sixty-nine position and feasting on each other's pussy.

Claire opened up Gwen's lips with her fingers and pushed her tongue in the other woman's pussy. She reached in as far as she could stretch her tongue, then moved it around, tasting and slurping Gwen's juices, swallowing as fast as she could. She was in heaven, I could tell. I had not known how much she liked eating pussy before that.

Gwen focussed on Claire's clitoris, sucking on the tiny bud, and pulling at it with her lips. My wife was soon going crazy with lust, writhing about wildly, but still sucking on her girlfriend's quim.

Gwen then moved her lips and tongue to Claire's anus and began circling her pinhole with wet swipes of that active tongue. Claire pulled her legs up, to give better access, and began moaning softly. Both women came at about the same time, and both squealed with glee as they climaxed at the same time.

After coming in their sixty-nine position, they moved up and put their lips together for incredibly passionate kisses. They stretch out side by side with their mouths held against each other and played with their tongues curling around the other person's. They moved their hands over the other woman's body, caressing each other's breasts, pinching their nipples, and inserting fingers in her partner's pussy. I watched until both women fell asleep, then I crept out the door and drove home.

I have watched Claire with Gwen many times now, and Paul comes to visit each year. In fact, he and Claire are planning a trip to Europe next summer. I will tell you about their trip when they have returned.

She also has three new bi friends and I have seen her with two of them. In fact, at one time I watched three of them at one time. Her visit from her old bestie ended up liberating us amazingly.