Willow

"... So we were wondering, if tomorrow night, you'd be like to come over for drinks, dinner and some wild sex?..."

My cock had been semi hard as I listened to her, before her question and went completely rigid after she asked it.

To rub a little context on Willow's question: Willow was for lack of a less trendy term, my work wife. We worked on most of our projects together, ate lunch almost every day together, traveled for work together, walked to the train station after work together and on Friday's, for years, we would have drinks together at a bar by the station, before getting on our separate trains and heading home.

We had one of those work relationships where she knew everything about me and I knew... I thought, all about her.

Something seemed a little off with her at work that day and when we got to the pub, she seemed to be drinking a little quicker than usual, so I asked her what was on her mind.

"Things were getting a little stale with Randy and me," she started. "Almost twenty years of being together, we started taking each other for granted and... well it got to where we weren't bothering to have sex together anymore..."

"How long ago was that?" I asked.

"Remember the night I kissed you and you made me touch your dick?" she replied.

I started to correct her on how things went down that night.

"Don't ruin it for me," she stopped me.

We'd been walking to the train station after a rather exuberant Friday evening of drinking. We weren't stumbling drunk, but we weren't too far from it, when Willow pulled me down an alleyway and pushed me up against the wall.

Before I could say anything, her lips were against mine and her hand was between my legs gripping and massaging my cock.

She was a great kisser.

Her soft lips, urgent tongue, body pressed against me... I was hard in record time.

"I want you," she said pulling her lips away from mine.

"We can't," I regretfully replied. "You're married."

It was tough to say, especially with her hand still between my legs.

"But you do want me, right?" she asked, before kissing me again.

"I always have," I answered truthfully.

"Good enough," she told me, planting one last kiss on my mouth.

Thankfully, I was wearing a fairly long coat, so my erection wasn't terribly noticeable as we walked to the train station.

"Thanks," she told me as she gave me a hug goodbye. "Just so you know, I think about you all the time... Sometimes, when Randy and I are having sex, I pretend it's your cock, not his."

She pressed her hips against my erection, just as her train arrived.

"Well, we've never really talked about it," I reminded her.

"What's there to talk about?" she laughed. "Had the chance to bend me over and do me right then and there... but your screwed up moral compass wouldn't let you... But in all honesty, I'm glad you... we... didn't."

"I go back and forth on that," I admitted.

"Did you at least think about me when you got home?"

"Three times," I told her.

"Me too," she laughed.

"But that's not what's bothering you tonight," I said, trying to steer us back on track.

"No," she replied. "Its part of it, but... I... Let me tell it. No more rabbit holes."

"Okay."

"Actually it was that night that made things change," she continued. "I went home, threw on my after work sweats, ate dinner with Randy, we watched some television... on separate ends of the couch and around ten, I went to bed. I got into my pajamas... What the fuck? I'm only thirty seven years old, I should still be sleeping naked, not wearing pj's to bed. As I tried to go to sleep, I started thinking about this great kiss I'd gotten earlier and the big, hard penis I'd held in my hand..."

"Who doesn't like that?" Shelly our waitress interrupted. "Do you guys need another round?"

"Shit!" Willow exclaimed as I nodded the affirmative to another round. "I didn't see you there. How much did you hear?"

"You wear pajamas," she laughed. "I'll be right back with your drinks."

"That was embarrassing," Willow commented, before continuing. "The more I thought about it, the more turned on I got. I started thinking about how hard your cock was... How much I wanted to feel it in my mouth... Just drop to my knees and suck it, right there in that alley... I slid my hand down between my legs... God my pussy was wet! It only took a minute or so and I started....."

"I'm going to take those drinks to the table in the back!" Shelly loudly announced to the bartender.

Willow and I both laughed at the warning.

"I have a question," Shelly said as she set our drinks on the table. "Was it his?"

Willow nodded.

"Jealous!" Shelly exclaimed, giving me a little ego boost.

"Anyway," Willow continued after Shelly left. "I came really quick. I kept playing with myself, picturing you going down on me... Kneeling down, pulling up my skirt... Feeling your tongue on my clit..... Mmmm... I came again..."

I jumped as her bare foot found its way between my legs and pressed against my hard cock.

"I wanted to see if this was turning you on," Willow explained as she clenched my shaft with her toes.

"It is... you are... do," I told her.

"Fun fact," she said, still massaging my cock with her foot. "Yours is only the third cock I've ever touched and Randy is the only guy I've ever been with. Technically I was a virgin when we got married."

"Technically?"

"I was always too wrapped up in studying to have boyfriends," she explained. "I was at a party in college and met a guy... I was more than ready to lose my v-card. We were making out and he put my hand on his penis... I was shocked at first, but decided I was going for it. I unzipped him and pulled it out... I was expecting it to be bigger..."

"How big was he?" I asked.

"Hold up your hand," she instructed and I did. "Yeah, about the size of your middle finger... maybe a little thicker.... I stroked it a couple of times, working up the nerve to take it in my mouth and suddenly he moaned and started shooting off. He grabbed the back of my head and tried to force my mouth down on it... but, yeah... No... If you and I ever fuck, don't grab the back of my head unless I tell you to..."

"Duly noted," I told her.

"So anyway," she continued. "Technically I was a virgin. When I started dating Randy, I told him I wanted to save that for the man I married, but I was more than willing to do other stuff... So hand stuff turned into oral stuff, which turned into... you know."

"No I don't," I told her.

"Butt stuff," she blurted out. "One night, I was feeling daring and said he could take me there..."

"You actually said 'take me there?'" I laughed.

"Actually worse," she laughed too. "I told him he could make love to my butt."

"You're right, that is worse," I agreed. "So how did that go?"

"Oh my God!" she said kind of loudly. "I loved it! I came so hard, so quick and so many times. Even on our wedding night, I made him finish in my ass. In fact, that's how I got off the third time, thinking of me on my hands and knees in that alley... You fucking me hard from behind, then pulling out and shoving it in my asshole as you came."

"Oh wow!" I moaned, partially because of her confession and partially because her foot was still stroking up and down on my cock.

"I woke up the next morning feeling a little guilty and angry," she continued. "It wasn't about getting slutty with you or thinking about you as I got myself off. No I was guilty that I'd been placing all the blame on Randy and not taking any account of what a fucking dud I'd turned into. As soon as I got the coffee brewing, I took off the pj's and dumped them in the trash. Panties went into the laundry room. I hadn't done it in long time and it felt good to hang out naked again. Just as the coffee was finishing up, Randy came out. He said his good mornings and judging by the smile on his face and the erection he sprouted... He liked me hanging out naked too. Going back to things I'd done when we got along... I lipped a coffee mug and poured him a cup."

"Lipped?" I asked.

"When we were on our honeymoon, we ordered room service," she explained. "Randy complained about the coffee tasting bad. I dumped out the cup, ran the rim along my pussy and refilled it for him... He liked it better, but it was really bad coffee. It kind of became a tradition."

"Interesting," I laughed.

"I told him how miserable I was," she continued. "Don't be mad, but I told him about kissing you, holding your cock and how, if you'd said yes, I would have bent over and let you fuck me right then and there.... He took it surprisingly well... He seemed a little surprised we hadn't already."

"Oh shit!" I exclaimed.

"So I brought him his cup," she continued. "Asked if there was anything else he needed. He told me he couldn't think of anything. I took another page from our early years, I dropped to my knees, fished his cock out of his underwear and sucked it while he sipped his coffee..."

"You need to stop," I said, reaching down to my lap and pulling her foot away from my crotch.

Wow, they were soft.

"I thought you were enjoying it," she told me.

"A little too much," I admitted, massaging her pretty toes. "Things were going to get messy."

"Should I continue?"

I nodded.

"It had been months since I'd given Randy a blow job," she said. "So it didn't take long before he came. Once he'd finished, he wanted to get me off, but as much as I wanted to, I needed to talk first. Blah, blah, blah we talked. We settled on more nakedness around the house. I was all for that. Shit! It's getting late. Quick version is, being naked all the time has done wonders for our sex life. We're fucking all the time now and even talking about... branching out."

"Wow," I said, getting an idea where all this was going.

I motioned to Shelly for the check.

"We need to hurry," I said as I paid. "We're going to miss the last trains."

"Hold my hand," she told me as we walked towards the train station. "We talked about a threesome. Your name came up, so we were wondering, if tomorrow night you'd be like to come over for drinks, dinner and some wild sex?"

"My name came up?" I asked. "How did you bring me up?"

"Actually Randy brought it up," she told me. "All I said was, if we were going to do it, I didn't want to go out and find some rando, for the first one. I wanted it to be with someone I had a connection with. Talking about threesomes had us both horny... We were going at it, me on my back, legs on his shoulders and he said 'It would be so hot to see you sucking Dylan's cock right now.'"

"Wow, what did you say?"

"I couldn't say anything," she smiled. "I was too busy cumming all over his cock."

"Damn," I laughed.

"Then I told him you were bi... And you'd probably let him help me suck it," she continued. "It made him cum. He's a little bi-curious."

"You guys are wild," I said, kind of shocked.

"I know... just because you're bi, it doesn't me you'll fuck just anyone," she said seriously. "But what do you say? You want to come over tomorrow night and fuck me and my husband?"

"Are you being serious?"

I couldn't have timed my question better if I'd tried... I asked just as we came up on our alleyway.

Willow pulled me in, leaned against the wall and pulled my hand under her skirt. My cock throbbed as my fingers touched her smooth pussy.

"Feel how wet I am," she whispered.

I softly pressed my middle finger on her clit and lightly teased it.

"That feels nice," she gasped. "But I didn't say to make me cum. Just finger me."

She rocked her hips forward slightly and my finger slid inside her.

"You're very wet," I said, mostly because I felt I should say something.

"I get that way around you," she moaned. "We need to stop before this gets out of hand."

Reluctantly I removed myself from her.

"That is so hot," she exclaimed, watching me lick her juices from my finger. "Do I taste alright?"

"You taste wonderful," I said, giving her a light kiss. "I want more."

"So you'll do it?" she asked.

I nodded.

We made it to the fairly crowded platform, just as her train pulled into the station. Before boarding she pulled me in and kissed me, deep and sloppy, like I was going off to war.

"You're the best brother ever," she said, getting some shocked looks from the people around us. "See you tomorrow around four."

Thankfully, everyone around us that heard her little joke was getting on the same train as her.

At four ten, Saturday afternoon, I was ringing Willow and Randy's doorbell.

Willow answered the door, naked except for a pair of bright pink flip flops.

I'd never seen Willow in anything other than business attire.... I was stunned!

Her boobs were full, round and as deeply tanned as the rest of her body. Her nipples were a little bit darker and rock hard. Her stomach was flat, with a sexy hoop belly button ring. Below that, her pussy was smooth and her legs were long and slightly muscular.

Not that I was looking for flaws, but there just weren't any. She was perfect.

"I wanted to keep them clean in case you needed to lick them," she explained after greeting me with a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"I appreciate that," I smiled.

"You're far too over dressed," she said as she accepted the bottle of wine I'd brought.

I quickly removed my shoes, socks, shirt and shorts.

"Can I do that?" she asked when I hooked my thumbs in the waistband of my underwear.

Without waiting for an answer, she got on her knees in front of me and slowly peeled them down, revealing my semi erection.

"Nice," she said, wrapping her hand around my shaft and stroking. "This is much better than feeling it through your pants."

"Yes it does," I replied.

"I want to suck it," she said, smearing the ooze of precum over the head with her thumb. "But I'm not going to."

She kissed the tip of my swollen erection and let it spring back against my stomach.

"Randy wants to watch me do it," she explained as she stood back up.

She led me to the kitchen and yes her backside was as gorgeous as her front, informed she had some things she had to do in there, turned down my offer to help and told me Randy was out in the backyard.

I was glad, I don't know why I would have thought it would be any different, to see that Randy was also nude and relieved to see, while it wasn't a full blown, pointing to the sky boner like mine, his cock was more hard than soft.

"I see Willow has been busy," he pointed to my still rock hard cock and said after we'd greeted each other.

"Yeah, I think she broke it," I laughed. "It won't go down."

"Before any of whatever happens, happens, I want to thank you," Randy said.

"You're welcome," I answered. "But what are you thanking me for?"

"Putting the brakes on things that night," he replied. "I didn't realize how bad things had gotten between us... and I understand why she wanted to, but I appreciate that you didn't give in."

"To be honest, it wasn't easy," I said. "But it would have been wrong."

"Thanks," he repeated. "I have to admit, it was kind of a turn on when she told me."

"I can see that," I said, watching his cock rise.

The man had a nice cock.

He was about the same length as me, but thicker with a big flaring head. Like Willow he was shaved smooth.

"You mind?" I asked, staring down at it.

He nodded.

Reaching out, I cupped his smooth, balls first before running my finger tips over his rigid shaft.

"He's got a nice cock, doesn't he?" Willow's voice came from behind, startling the hell out of me just as I was wrapping my hand around him.

"Yes he does," I admitted, giving it a squeeze and taking my hand away.

Willow filled my empty hand with a beer and handed one to Randy.

"Guys, I... um... now that this is all happening," she started. "Do you mind if we take things slow... Get some ground rules down... That sort of thing?"

Both Randy and I agreed it would be a good idea and the three of us made our way to the patio.

"I think my rules are pretty basic," Willow started. "No means no, ouch means you're hurting me and please stop doing what you're doing. I love to be treated like a slut, but don't like to be called one. I don't like being spanked. No choking... if that's something you're into... sorry. Give me some warning if anything bigger than two fingers is about to go up my butt and I have no desire to be pooped on... don't even ask."

"I'm with you on all that," I took my turn. "I guess the only thing I'd add for me is, I hate the whole consent thing at every turn...'can I touch you there?' 'Is it okay to do this or that?' You guys have my blanket consent, do whatever you want... if it's something I'm not into, I'll say so and we'll do something else."

"I'm good with all that." Randy chimed in. "I'm just nervous, I've... We've never done anything like this before. I've always been a little curious. I just never had the guts to try it... It feels weird to admit it, but I the idea of you joining us was a huge turn on."

"So I heard," I told him.

"Is there anything you two don't share?" he asked.

"It's not like I told him about the strap on," Willow said with a laugh.

"You're evil," I told her.

"I have my moments."

Randy drained his beer and stood up. Thinking he was going for a second, I was a little surprised when he stepped over and knelt between my legs.

A soft moan escaped Willow's lips as Randy's hand slowly stroked my cock.

"I want to do it before I chicken out," he said.

"Be my guest," I encouraged.

I moaned as his tongue took a few tentative swipes at the head, before taking me in his mouth.

"This is the hottest thing I've ever seen," Willow said as our gazes locked.

Her legs were spread and her fingers were between them, feverishly rubbing her clit, watching Randy's head bob up and down on my hard shaft.

"That feels great," I told him.

I wasn't lying, the man had skills.

He worked my cock in a twisting motion with both his hand and his mouth... Lots of tongue action and his free hand was cupping and squeezing my balls.

"Fingers," Willow said, suddenly kneeling beside me, as she grabbed my hand and pushed it between her legs.

My middle finger easily slipped between her wet folds. She pressed her clit against the palm of my hand and gently rocked her hips.

"Lick," she ordered, rubbing her rock hard nipple against my mouth.

"Dylan's fingering me again," she moaned to Randy. "Just like he did last night... He's going to make me cum while you make him cum."

"You'd better hurry," I said, taking her nipple out of my mouth. "I'm close."

Randy intensified his stroking and licking around the head of my cock.

"Me too," Willow grunted.

Her vagina clamped hard around my finger, her body stiffened and shook as she moaned.

Feeling her juices gush over my hand was all I needed to put me over the edge.

"I'm cumming," I warned Randy.

He tightened his lips around my shaft and stroked as my balls emptied into his mouth.

"Save some," Willow ordered.

Her lips pressed against mine as my shrinking cock slipped from her husband's mouth.

"Did you save some for me?" she asked Randy.

He nodded and opened his mouth to show the pool of cum.

"Do you want to kiss me?" she asked.

While the roles were reversed, I caught on that this was a game they'd played before.

Just before their lips met, Willow lowered her head slightly and Randy drooled my load into her mouth. I watched as their mouths pressed together and tongues passed it back and forth.

"Did you save some for me?" I asked Willow when they parted.

Willow's cum coated lips broke into a smile as she nodded.

"Do you want to kiss me?"

Her cum coated lips were on mine in a flash. I could taste it in her mouth as our tongues swirled against each others.

As we kissed, Randy had stood up and was stroking his big, fat cock watching us.

"Think we should help him out?" I asked Willow as I reached out and took over stroking for him.

"Gosh I don't know," she answered as she ran her fingers over his smooth balls. "It seems like a big step for him. "I know he's bi-curious... And this one time, after only one beer, he sucked my work husband. You should have seen it... It was so hot. But actually putting his penis into another man's mouth? That seems like a big step... I don't want to presume he'd want to take that leap."

"I understand your concern," I told her as my thumb rolled the copious amount of precum over the head of his cock. "You're a very caring wife, not making him do things he's not ready for."

"Guy's, you're killing me here," Randy mock pouted.

"Ladies first," I told said, pointing his rod towards her.

I continued to stroke him as Willow swirled her tongue over the head and eased it into her open mouth.

Watching her full, soft lips going up and down his cock did wonders for putting the starch back in mine.

"Mind if I have a turn?" I leaned in and asked.

She smiled, pointing her husband's cock in my direction.

They both moaned as my mouth closed around Randy's cock. Adjusting to his girth took some getting used to but I was soon able to take most of it down. Just as I was getting into a rhythm, Willow leaned to join me.

Her mouth was everywhere, licking his shaft while I sucked, sucking while I licked his shaft and balls, licking my lips as they wrapped around him.

Willow and I were licking the head together when he let out a quick warning he was about to cum before unloading on both of our faces.

As soon as the last dribble of jizz exited his cock, Willow was busy licking it off my cheeks, nose and forehead. I could tell she was collecting, rather than cleaning and had a good idea why.

I quickly licked Randy's salty cum from her chin, nose and a big glob right under her eye, before pulling her close and kissing her.

"I need his cock in me," Willow told Randy after our mouths parted. "Would you like to see his cock in my pussy?"

"God yes!" Randy answered.

"How do you want us to do it?" she asked. "Me on top, riding his big hard cock? Me on my back? My legs spread... Dylan pounding my pussy? Or me on my hands and knees so Dylan can fuck me from behind like an animal? You can choose two."

"Start off with you on top and finish doggy style," he answered.

We moved over to a lounging platform they had in the center of their yard.

"You need to lick me first," she said, as she pushed me on my back. "Every guy I've ever had sex with has licked me before fucking me. I don't want to break that string."

"Remind me," I said after giving her a kiss. "How many guys has it been?"

"Just one," she laughed.

"Just checking," I told her. "I would love to lick your pussy."

Randy gripped and stroked my cock as his wife straddled my face. I listened to them kissing as she lowered her wet, bald pussy to my tongue.

"He's licking my clit," she moaned to Randy. "It feels so good... God! He's licking back and forth now... He's going to make me cum...."

I moaned into her pussy as she took my cock in her mouth and Randy's tongue teased and licked my balls.

"Suck it," she urged her husband.

Randy stroked and sucked me a few times, before giving my cock back to Willow.

"Oh fuck," Willow moaned as I ran my tongue over her smooth, puckered hole. "He's licking my ass... I love it."

I alternated back and forth from her clit to her butt, finally concentrating on her swollen nub as she and Randy took turns sucking my cock.

Her body began to quiver and her moans around my shaft became more intense. I could tell she was just about to climax.

"Stop!" she said, pulling her wet pussy from my face. "I want to cum on your cock."

I wasn't about to argue.

She quickly spun her body around and Randy gave me one last suck before she lowered herself on my shaft.

"Mmmm," she moaned as she rolled her hips, grinding her clit against me. "You fit nice."

"So do you," I said, grinding back against her.

"He's making me cum," Willow announced to Randy as her body began to quiver and shake.

"So hot," Randy murmured as he watched from the side, stroking his fat cock.

"Come here, Honey," Willow suggested.

As he knelt beside us and kissed Willow, his hard cock was right by my face. I hardly had to move to wrap my lips around his hard shaft.

Willow moaned watching her husband's cock sliding in and out of my mouth.

"You like this, don't you?" Randy asked her as he pinched and twisted her hard nipples.

"Yes," she moaned, grinding her wet pussy against me harder.

"Me too," he moaned as I took his shaft deep. "I can't wait to taste you on his cock."

Willow's eyes went wide, her body began to shake, with a deep moan she came a second time all over my cock.

"We need to switch," Willow told me as her body's quakes and shakes died down.

Randy's mouth was on my Willow slick cock the moment it came out of her pussy.

Willow and I watched Randy lapping his wife's juices from my cock and balls for a few moments.

"Put him in me," she demanded as she got on her hands and knees.

Randy's hand continued stroking my cock as I moved to my knees behind her.

He rubbed the head against her clit, up and down her slit a few times before pulling me into her pussy.

"Fuck me," Willow grunted.

With the wet heat of her pussy clamping my cock, listening to her moans and shrieks as I slammed in and out of her, watching Randy stroking himself while watching us and Willow's hand reaching back, squeezing and pulling on my balls.... I wasn't going to last long.

"I'm getting close," I announced.

"Me too," Willow added.

"Play with her butt," Randy suggested. "She loves that."

Willow's moan at the suggestion, told me that was what I needed to do.

"Oh God!" Willow cried out as I rubbed circled around her anus with my thumb.

She let out a deep moan and pressed back against me. My thumb slipped inside her butt and that was all she needed.

"He's making me cum, Babe," she told Randy as he body shook in front of me.

I couldn't hold out any longer and drove my cock deep as it shot off deep into her.

"Your turn," she said, spinning around and pointing her cute butt towards Randy.

Randy didn't need to be told twice. He stopped fisting his cock and knelt behind her.

"Not there," Willow said as he pressed forward. "I want you in my pussy... You can both fuck my ass later."

They both moaned as Randy mounted her and buried his cock deep.

...'I love to be treated like a slut...' rolled through my mind as I watched Randy pump in and out of his wife's pussy.

I held the base of my semi erect, cum and Willow juiced penis. She opened her mouth to gasp as Randy hit an especially good spot. I seized the opportunity and roughly shove drove my cock deep in her mouth just as Randy's thrusts pushed her forward.

I worried for a second that I'd gone too far as she momentarily choked and gagged a little. I relaxed as she didn't try to pull away and started moaning around my shaft as her husband continued plowing her from behind.

"She's good isn't she?" Randy asked.

"Very," I answered, as Willow's mouth and tongue made me harder by the second.

"She loves sucking cock," he moaned. "Don't you Babe?"

Without taking my cock from her mouth, Willow nodded and moaned an emphatic "Yes".

"Rub it on your face," he ordered.

Pulling me out of her mouth, Willow rubbed the head and shaft over her lips, her cheeks and forehead.

"I love your cock, Dylan," she moaned as she licked up and down my shaft.

"I love you sucking my cock," I moaned, driving it back into her wet mouth.

Now familiar quakes began running up and down her body. Her moans became lower and more primal as Randy's cock plunged in and out of her hot hole.

Both Willow's and Randy's bodies went rigid as he made his final trust, shooting off in her pussy while she came on his cock.

"You're not done," I said as Willow began relaxing.

Turning her around and flipping her over on her back, I threw her legs on my shoulders and speared her cum soaked pussy with my cock.

Fucking her as hard and fast as I could, sucking and licking her gorgeous soles and toes, as Randy wedged his fingers between us, roughly grinding them against her swollen clit and my cock had me on the edge of cumming.

Watching her boobs bounce and her tongue working over his big, hairless balls, brought me even closer.

Seeing her crane her neck back, knowing her tongue was searching for his puckered hole... The look on his face that told me her tongue had found it... The moan he released as her tongue slipped inside... I lost it.

With one final shove, pinning Randy's fingers even harder against her clit, I started to cum. Holding still, I could feel her pussy clenching and almost milking my cock as she came.

"I'm done for a while," Willow announced, not moving. "You guys are gonna have to handle dinner..."