The Fucker of Friend's Wives: QnA

Jon Thompson is a man who frequently fucks the wives of his friends; and no one in his circle knows about it. In fact, I am probably one of the few people who knows about his sex life. I met him one night at a bar and, after getting comfortable with each other, he started telling me about how he frequently fucks the wives of his friends and that he does it with good, justifiable reason. As a researcher in the sexual practices of humans, I found him a fascinating case study and I knew I needed to have a proper conversation with him and get our conversation recorded on tape. This is the transcript.

Me: Hello

Jon: Hello

Me: Before I begin I want to make sure that you know why you are here today and that you have given consent to my recording of this conversation.

Jon: Oh yes. I'm supposed to tell you why I love sleeping with wives so much and more. And yes, I consent to the recording of our conversation.

Me: Good. As we are friends I believe we can take a more informal approach and tone towards this. Where would you like to start?

Jon: Hmm. My kid days, perhaps? Isn't that where all you researchers like to start of? (chuckles) But, I don't think there is much to say there to be honest. There isn't any event or way of life in my young days that led me to become who I am today. I definitely did not get where I was today because of my upbringing. My parents are quite conservative and are a pair of normal people with an average marriage sex life. Which is quite boring to be honest. If there is one thing that set me apart though it would be my libido.

Me: What about your libido?

Jon: It's just so much greater than most boys my age. I didn't realise this until we started having conversations that most boys in their teenage years would have. We would talk about what kind of girls we like, who we found hottest, and of course, wanking. My good friends wanked about once a day at most, maybe twice on a good day. Heck, some of my classmates wanked once every few days at most. But I had to empty my load at least 3 to 4 times a day. If I didn't do that I would not be able to concentrate in class.

Me: Could you elaborate on that? I myself jerked off at least twice a day back then. How did you find the time to wank so often in the first place. (both laugh).

Jon: Very simple. Once in the morning, once after school, and one at night. I did this pretty much everyday. But usually I would have to wank more. I remember taking a bathroom break during class just so that I could get a load out and let my boner stop distracting me in class. And at home, when I have nothing to do, I would just take my time with a wank. This way you can easily hit at least 5 loads a day. But your numbers are not too bad too.

Me: Thank you. But how would your libido affect your future lifestyle of fucking your friend's wives?

Jon: I suppose a higher libido would make me more inclined towards experimenting and doing what is usually considered more taboo. Most of my friends are quite happy with a vanilla fuck, but I needed more. I was so horny and I was willing to have fun and do things that is out of the vanilla range. Which also means cucking your friends.

Me: I see. Is your libido still as high or?

Jon: Nope, no longer. If I emptied my balls any more than 3 times a day my balls start to get sore. These days I average around 2 a day. Which is still much better than most men around my age.

Me: Right. Most of my older friends barely get hard these days. So, basing on what you said, where did you start on your path to such taboo practices.

Jon: It would be on my 19th year with the housekeeper. I had already fucked a few girls at that age, but they were quite boring, being new to it and all. My appetite for sex really opened up because of my housekeeper.

Me: Could you tell me more? Perhaps more about her and how your relationship with her began.

Jon: Well, my mom wanted some help around the house and, with my Dad and I busy, all we could do was hire a housekeeper to come around and help out once every few days. We were quite well off so it was still affordable. They hired a busty Latina in her early 30s. She had a great pair of ass and tits and a beautiful face which I was heavily attracted to. But I didn't do anything. One day I was at home jerking off without knowing that it was one of her clean up days and she caught me wanking it right on my bed, in my room. I instantly covered myself in shock and she shut the door quickly, apologising. But after a second or so she opened the door again. She told me it was okay and that she could help out a bit. Clean my cock if I wanted her to. Naturally, I said yes. She told me to sit at the edge of the bed, which I followed, and she went down on her knees and start blowing me. It was one of the best blows I've ever had. Even today, after having sex with so many women, I think her blowjob skills are one of the best. She had magnificent head action, kept bobbing up and down, her two hands playing a supporting role, one of them softly massaging my balls. She had a long, flexible tongue which would lick the entire tip of my dick, the crown and all and would suck so hard till her cheeks sunk. After warming up she managed to deep throat my cock, which I've never experienced before, and started gagging on it. It was sloppy and hot and I shot right down that throat when her lips are at the base of my dick. I later found out she did that because she discovered that her partner was cheating on her a few days ago and she needed some cock get back at him and also fill her needs.

Me: I'm assuming this was not a one-off?

Jon: Of course not. After I came in her throat and she swallowed as if it was honey we had a chat and felt affectionate towards one another. She was a great woman, hard working, determined, and with a huge sexual appetite. We both had needs and we liked each other so we continued having fun. After that first blowjob I felt so good, so calm that I fell asleep. She finished up cleaning my room and the house and left a note for me, saying that she would be back in a few days, and that she had fun and was looking forward to the next time.

The next time we met was right after I ended school. I came home and was looking forward to a chill wank but I saw her standing there in nothing but a pair of purple panties, hiked up and high waisted. She was swaying her hips, moving to some music playing in her head. It was the first time I got to appreciate her lovely figure. Her fat ass and soft, large breasts. I quickly took all of my clothes off and we fucked everywhere around the house in every position we could think off. It was that day I fell in love with fucking her doggy style. It's so raw and I get to pound her hard until her pussy gets wet and creamy.

Me: How did she increase your sexual appetite though? It is quite a taboo encounter but no different from any other fuck.

Jon: I think you forget how a young 19 year old would feel with an experienced woman in her 30s. She taught me lots of things like how to eat pussy properly and how to fuck a woman's throat so that she could feel good too. I should elaborate more.

Given that arrangement of her coming to our place once every few days, we only managed to get a good fuck once in a while. But she took care of the house so well that my mom decided she should live in with us. We gave her a good room to stay. It was right next to my room and there were connecting doors inside. I don't think my parents suspected anything going on between us. But this meant we got to spend a lot of time together. Because of her I didn't have to jerk off at all. She taught me the pleasures of sleeping nude and it also made it easier for her to play with me while I was asleep. Every morning I would be woken up with my cock in her mouth or her pussy right on top of my face. Sometimes if I had morning wood she would just ride me awake. I would wake up to her on top of me, bouncing up and down, with her legs spread and her pussy devouring my cock. She had magical ways with her hips. I can't explain it, but I feel like my cock was getting a massage when she swayed her hips while I'm inside her. If I woke up to her pussy on my face, I would start to eat her out before I could open my eyes, eat her out the way she liked best. She would moan loudly about how great I was which made me feel proud. And if I woke up to a blowjob, I get to just relax there and watch her beautiful face pleasuring my cock. Relaxed muscles, sun shining from the windows. It was perfect. Afterwards I would fuck her and cum right inside her. I think it was her that made me allergic to condoms and all. I learned the pleasures of going raw and cumming inside a warm pussy from her.

I would make her some nice breakfast while she hugged me from the back, both of us in the nude, and go to school after that. When I came back from school I would always see her in something new and sexy. She always had something fun up her mind and I would play along. She would be in new lingerie in some new colours I've yet seen. There was once she wore a full body latex suit with a zip in front that only had a hole for her pussy. She tied my limbs to the bed framed and used my cock like a true master. I wanted to pull down that zip so that her tits could spill out but I was restrained. She slowly teased me by slowly lowering her zip. Once her tits were exposed I felt so pent up that I instantly came in her pussy. One of the hardest orgasms I had. This is just one of the days of fun I had. And at night, once everyone is asleep, she would come into my room through the connecting doors, or I would go to hers and we would have some intimate love making and fall asleep together after cuddling.

Me: And you didn't get caught by your parents?

Jon: Nope. They were always away for work. Early risers and early sleepers too. So we had all the time to ourselves. We even made it a norm to walk around the house nude. Easier to fuck that way. She would be cleaning the house or cooking something up and I would come up behind her and shove my cock in her pussy. She's always wet and ready somehow. I would fuck her while she gets her chores done and once she's finished she would seize my cock like it was her toy. Her favourite thing to do was to sit me on the dining chair and have me massage her boobs while she rides me, swaying her hips back and forth furiously until we are all covered in each others sweat and I cum while my head is buried in her tits.

Me: And your friends didn't know about this?

Jon: Nope. I kept it a secret. It was our thing. Between me and her only. There was once where after we graduated, I was invited to some skinny dipping party which eventually turned into an orgy. I declined because I just wanted to have some hot sex with her. Turns out she had a food theme that day and she was covered in honey and whip-cream. I licked her clean while fucking her hard and even ate the creampie I gave her after I came. I didn't regret it one bit.

Me: So what happened eventually?

Jon: She found a steady partner and quit the job. It was cool. Both of us knew that this would not last long and I was going to move out for college soon. I remember the last day we had together. It was a weekend. We fucked from morning till night. If I came she would get me up again and I would continue. I must have shot my seed in her at least 5 times that day and she swallowed quite a few ropes. The last time I came in her was midnight. We were fucking against the window, standing doggy, both of us looking at each other through the window reflection. We came hard and fell asleep. The next day when I woke up she already left and all that remained was a note.

Me: Would you mine telling me what she wrote?

Jon: I would like to keep what she wrote to myself, thank you.

Me: No worries. So after that what happened?

Jon: Very simple. College. It was another experience that made me who I am today I suppose.

Me: Mind elaborating.

Jon: As you know there's a lot of fucking going on around campus. Everyone is looking for some fun. But mine was a bit different. I had a roommate whose sex life somehow became mine.

Me: We've spoken about this before but could you repeat it again for the recording?

Jon: Sure thing. He was probably the the only mathematician on earth that could keep getting laid. He was quite open about things too. The first thing he did after we said Hi was ask me how open I was towards sex. I told him I'm down with almost anything and he smiled and told me about how much fun we were going to have. Little did I know how fun he was.

Me: How fun was he?

Jon: Well he was a home nudist like me. I was comfortable being naked at home by then and clothes kinda irked me so it was nice to know he was like that too. We were comfortable with our bodies and we spent a lot of time in our rooms just wanking around everywhere together. But what's fun about him is how he likes to share his girls.

Me: What do you mean share?

Jon: He would often bring a girl back to the dorm. Usually she's also one of those fun, adventurous types and he would always ask if the girl is okay with having some fun with me. And if I like her I would definitely have some fun with her too. I think he took a liking to me because I helped him write essays and stuff for courses he had no interest in. I would also listen to his problems and all that. He told me I was a good friend and that friends should share the joys together.

Me: Could you give me an example? or how it started in the first place?

Jon: Not long after we moved in together he brought back a lovely cutie back to our room. He went to a party and managed to bring her back. I was already asleep by then but I woke up to their moans. I caught glimpses of him fucking her doggy. I was happy for him and went back to sleep. Next morning he woke me up and after rubbing my eyes I saw her there in her panties and a revealing top. She wore a tiny pair of white panties and a small top that showed her mid-riff and cleavage. Her nipples were hard and poking against the fabric. She had lovely tits that was more than a handful, a toned body and a fine ass. I was naked, of course, but so was my friend. I covered myself up with the blanket but she laughed and said it was okay.

The three of us stayed in the room and did our work. He was busy doing his math problems and I had some readings to do. She took one of our laptops and began going through her emails on the desk. I couldn't stop glancing at her. She was a beauty. She noticed my glances and started teasing me. She spread her legs and pushed her panties aside a bit. After a while she stood up and started slowly swaying her ass while using her laptop. I couldn't stop watching her ass. She turned around and walked to the sink and got me a cup of water but when she passed it to me she bent forward and so that my face was close to her breasts. I got hard. Very hard. But I tried to concentrate.

After a while he pulled me aside and asked me whether I liked her or not. I told him to look at my hard cock. He said that if I wanted to I could fuck her. He pointed to her direction. She was standing up, hands resting on the table, hips swaying side to side. He told me that all I had to do was pull her panties down and fuck her. I didn't believe him and didn't want to get in trouble. But he told me to trust him. I was pent up and I did trust him so I just went for it. I approached her, pulled her white panties down to her ankles, and slid my cock into her wet pussy. She let out a moan and said, "that took you long enough." I pounded her in that position and ended up cumming on her petite ass. He was stroking while I fucked her and once I was done she went to him and started blowing him. After a while he gave her a creamy facial.

She stood up and said, "Well, do I look good gentlemen?" and we both agreed she looked great. I realised later on that he wanted us both to fuck because he thought we made a great pair too. He asked her to tease me throughout the entire morning and get ready for a dicking down any time. She agreed. And that's how it started.

Me: Did any girl reject getting shared?

Jon: Some, but very few. Both of us had the same physical attributes and we had decent personalities so usually the girls would think "the more the better". But I think it was mostly cause he had a knack of finding girls that didn't mind getting shared.

Me: I see. So what happened after that first time?

Jon: A common understanding was reached between us and whoever he brought back. The understanding was that he, by default, would want to share his girl with me, and the girl knows that she was going to get shared, and that I can always have her if I find her appealing. Some of the girls he brought back wasn't my type, you see.

We had a lot of threesomes and foursomes too. Word got out and girls started bringing their friends along so I get to have a girl to myself too. One thing we liked to do was to have both girls side by side, doggy position, face down ass up while we take turns fucking them and talk about how great the girl in front of us was. This gives them an ego boost and a bit of a sense of competition which makes them sluttier and fuck us harder. We once had a foursome during a basketball game and every time someone scored a basket we had to switch positions into something new. You can imagine the things we came out with.

Me: But I remember you telling me that he preferred threesomes, right?

Jon: Right. He loved the sense of sharing one girl. One of our favourite positions was the the spit-roast. I would always take the pussy and he would take the mouth and we would fuck the hottie in sync. Oh right! He was also the man that introduced anal to me.

I told him how I've never had anal before and he gave me a shocked expression. My housekeeper and I never thought about it as both of us did not have any interest in anal. He swore that stretching out a girl's ass was a great feeling to me and instantly starting calling a number.

In around 30 minutes a fit, petite hottie walked into our room. She was wearing shorts and a big baggy shirt. She quickly took it off, revealing her small perky tits and hard nipples. She took off her shorts and exposed her pussy with cute tufts of hair nicely trimmed. She looked at us and told us to hurry up and start warming her up. After a bit of foreplay she was lying on her back with her legs spread and hips raised by a pillow underneath. He took a bottle of lube and lubed up her asshole and handed it to me to lube up my cock. I applied more than usual. He told me to slowly push my cock in, just to let her get used to it and that's what I did. I slowly got my tip in, her hips shifted a bit, and I got deeper and deeper. She started squirming once I started thrusting hard into her tight asshole. It had a lovely grip on my cock.

I took my time enjoying my first anal experience. Her pussy was wet and leaking but I kept fucking her ass, changing my pace here and there. Once I finished with her asshole he went over to fuck her leaky pussy and ended up coming a big load inside her. Once we were done she put on her clothes and walked out with our cum leaking out of her holes.

After that our threesomes took on a new dimension. We would often double penetrate a girl. I usually took the ass and him the pussy. He said he loved the way my cock stretches out an asshole. We loved to carry a girl up with our arms, one in front of the girl and the other behind, and have our two rods pound her two holes while she is being carried up by us.

This happened for four years straight and then we graduated. I never met him again.

Me: Right. We should move on since this is getting long.

Jon: Right, and I think both of us are getting hard (chuckles).

Me: So between your housekeeper and your college experience. Which doing you think had a greater impact.

Jon: Definitely my housekeeper. The girls in college were enthusiastic and open-minded but throughout those years I missed my housekeeper's experience. Until today I've not met someone who could move her hips better than my housekeeper.

Me: So now the themes are coming together. A lovely mature woman and a sharing of partners--

Jon: And also an openness to what's more taboo.

Me: Yes, and that. This leads to sleeping with your friend's wives?

Jon: Well I'm sure you can see the similarities. Most wives are mature and I developed a liking for taking someone else's partner. But it did not have to be this way. I simply started sleeping with my friend's wives because I saw how frustrated they are. So many of them didn't have good sex lives.

Me: And you decided to take it into your own hands?

Jon: No. I told my friends to fuck them well, but they wouldn't listen. They would rather go strip-clubs or fuck someone younger, which I find hard to understand. But such is life.

Me: Would you mind telling me more?

Jon: I can't, for understandable reasons. Can't leak the privacy of people. But if we are friends and you aren't satisfying your wife, there's a good chance I'm fucking her behind your back. End of story.

Tape ends.

"Thank you so much for doing this Jon," I said. "No worries," he replied, "any time for a friend." We both stood up and shook hands. I placed the recorder in the bag and got ready to leave his apartment. His door bell rang. Jon went to open the door and invited a lovely lady in. She was a blonde woman with long, wavy hair and was wearing a tight, black mini dress that showed her hourglass figure. She had medium-sized breasts and her cleavage flaunted it. Her dress was strapless, exposing her pale shoulders and wide hips and a perfect piece of ass. She was all curves and she knew it.

I finally recognised her while she was taking off her high heels. She was the wife of a colleague of his, a colleague who frequently refers to Jon as a good friend. Guessing what was going to happen, I quickly took my things and made my way to the door. As I walked to the door, Jon introduced me to her, "She's Mary, I believe you've seen her before?"

"Yes I have," I replied, "A few months ago at a gathering. Nice to meet you again." I shook hands with her and told them that I should leave soon. I took a step out of the door but Jon placed his hand on my shoulder. I turned around. "Listen," he said, "she's attracted to you. She told me while you were packing your stuff. You can go home if you want, I'm not stopping you. But remember what my friend said about sharing joys together? Well, I would like to share her with you."

I took a look at her. She was standing near the chairs we were sitting at, looking at us. I looked back at Jon. I nodded my head with a smile. Walking back in I placed my bag somewhere on the floor and we both walked towards Mary. She placed both her hands on my chest and looked at me lustily. "So you agreed to join us?" she said. "Mhmm," I replied. "Okay, stay still and relax," she said.

She got down on her knees and pulled down my pants. My semi-erect cock popped out and was twitching in front of her. With a satisfied grin, she took the base of my cock with her right hand and placed my tip into her mouth. Her deep red lipstick left some stains on my cock but it only made it hotter. Her thick red lips moving up and down my shaft got me so heated up that I had to take off my shirt.

"Mary here," Jon said, "is a slut for good cock and I think she's more than happy with what you have."

Mary's lips left my cock with a pop and she told him to stop talking so much and take his pants off. He obliged and his pants fell down to his ankles, hard cock bouncing right in front of her. With her left hand she started giving Jon a hand-job but she kept on sucking my cock. "Be a good slut and show Jon some love," I said to Mary. She took a deep breath and started gagging on Jon's cock, just like how she did for me. She was a woman that loves to go rough. Deep throating must be one of her specialties. She made a sloppy mess of Jon's cock with lines of spit dripping from her chin and his balls.

She brought our cocks closer together and started taking turns. She would suck my cock for a few seconds and then shift back to Jon and back to me again. Her red lipstick getting smudged over both our cocks. She took her time with my cock; she was slow and smooth and sensual. She enjoyed every inch of it with relish. But with Jon she went rough and bobbed her head up and down like some wild animal.

"I think she prefers your cock," Jon said to me.

"But she's currently choking on yours," I replied.

Jon grabbed her head and guided it towards my cock. "Fuck her throat for me will ya," he told me. I grabbed her hair and started fucking her throat with as much power as I could muster from my hips. I did full thrusts, taking my cock out till my tip is at her lips and shoving it back again forcefully; or I would shove my cock completely into her mouth and make short thrusts. Her lips were trembling and I could feel her breathing down hard on my groin from her nose.

Jon was taking off her dress while I was choking her with my cock. He unzipped the long zip on the back and her dress fell and exposed her lovely breasts. I gave them a good squeeze and felt her hard nipples while she gagged, gasping for as much air as she could.

Jon lifted her skirt, revealing her round and cute ass, and said, "Get on all fours. We're gonna fuck you from both ends now." She brought her mouth away from my cock and got on all fours while taking deep breaths. I knelt down and shoved my cock back into her throat again. Jon shoved his dick into her pussy and she made muffled moans while her mouth works on my cock.

Both of us were fucking her in his favourite spit-roasting position. I grabbed her blonde hair and pulled on them while I used her sweet mouth. Even with my cock fully in her mouth she looked up at me, eyes teary and spit dripping down from her chin, begging for more. I saw Jon pounding her hard in front of me and with every thrust her lovely ass jiggled and bounced. After a while, the tip of my cock was getting numb from banging against the walls of her throat for so long so I asked for a switch with him.

"Sure thing," he said. We switched positions and it was my time for my cock to taste that soft, warm pussy. I slipped into her easily; her spit made good lube and Jon stretched out that pussy already. She was wet and her thick white cream covered my cock. I thought I went hard on her mouth but Jon was thrusting way rougher than I did. I could feel his thrusts on my end. I returned the favour by pounding her harder, not holding back any longer with her pussy. Her black dress, only partially taken off, was still hanging around her waist, which, for some reason, made it even hotter while we stuffed her from both ends.

Sensing her limbs getting weaker, Jon told me to shift her to the table. We lifted her up and placed her, facing up, on the low glass table next to the chairs we were sitting on. We got to see her lovely tits bouncing up and down with every hard thrust we made. Her pink nipples were hard and Jon gave both of them a hard pinch and a pull. The entire room was filled with the sounds of our grunts and her stifled moans.

"Have you did anal before?" Jon asked me, panting and covered with sweat, "this slut loves a good cock up her ass." I didn't tell Jon that I was an experienced ass fucker; I had a reputation for giving girls a good anal experience and many would come up to my room just to have a lovely time of getting their ass stuffed by my cock. I noticed a bottle of lube inside Mary's bag and took it out. I took my cock out of her pussy and covered my cock copiously with lube. I applied a good amount on her tiny asshole and pressed my tip against that black star. I slowly pushed my tip in. She tried to push me out but I knew that was a mere physical reaction. She wanted that cock deep inside her as much as I did. Jon had moved beside me and was taking a look at her asshole slowly getting stretched. I pushed deeper and very soon I was balls deep in her. It's been a while since I've felt such a tight asshole. Her asshole gave a strong and pleasurable grip at the base of my cock. I thrusted slowly, but sped up quicker than usual. I knew she was an experienced woman who loved it rough. I was slamming her ass hard and she was moaning with a mixture of pain and pleasure. Without Jon's cock in her mouth she could finally moan as loud as she wanted and she was such a loud bitch that I bet our neighbours heard her.

I love women that are loud. They want the world to know that they are getting ravaged and that they love it; they want all the men to know that no cock could fuck them better and that all the other women are missing out. I grabbed her waist hard while fucking her and fell in love with the sight of my cock stretching her asshole, her pussy leaking onto my cock.

I came. Hard. Deep into her asshole. I let my cock throb inside her for a moment before pulling out. I knew Jon was on the edge; he applied lube all over his cock and was waiting for his turn. When I pulled out my cock, a bit of my cum leaked out but Jon scooped it up with the tip of his dick and shoved it back into her ass along with his cock. "Thanks for warming her ass up for me," he said. I sat on the floor, watching Jon enjoy my sloppy seconds. He came in no time. Jon pulled out and fell back on the floor next to me. Mary tried to stand but she couldn't. We lifted her up and placed her in-between us on the floor. She sat upright with her legs spread, her head resting on my shoulder while she held Jon's hand. Both of our loads were slowly leaking out of her asshole. "Both of you gave me such a big fat load," she said, "Nice and warm. I love how it is slowly leaking out of me."

"I didn't know you could fuck so well," Jon said.

"I've had my fair share of experience," I replied.

"Listen," Mary said, "I know a few friends that would love to get fucked by you two this way," she reached over and fondled my balls, "Heck. Forget about Jon. They would be happy with this new cock. I could introduce you to some of them. What do you say?"

"A life of fucking wives isn't too bad y'know," Jon said.

A pause. I gave it some thought and said:

"Sure. Who do you have in mind?"

The three of us chuckled and we cleaned up our mess.