Insatiable Friends Ch. 02

"Dude, can I tell you something?"

Sean's eyes flicked over to his friend, perched on the couch a few feet from the television, controller in hand. His fingers worked the buttons as his body moved with the action.

"Uh, sure," he said, his voice sounding distracted as he, too, mashed buttons, trying to make his friend explode on the TV. He failed, one button push late, as Mack got him with some kind of explosive.

"Shit!" Sean said, laughing as he fell back onto the smaller loveseat. Mack grinned at his friend as he drained the tall glass of something sweet and alcoholic. Sean remembered his, reached for it and did likewise.

He burped, and they both laughed. "What did you want to talk about?" Sean wondered if what happened the weekend before would be brought up.

After all, having your new best friend's wife grind on you and make you cum all over her bare pussy was a bit much. Especially since they'd just met for the first time that day.

And let's not forget how she'd not only canoed her wet, hot pussy all over his cock, but had actually fucked him, taking him into her body and bouncing on him several times.

Not that he got to nut inside her, or anything. But, dammit, that was so freaking sexy how she took his sticky cum and smeared it around. Actually pushing some of it inside her!

He felt himself getting hard just thinking about it. Best let that thought go away. Sheri wasn't there, having to go out of town for several days to a customer site.

They were all software engineers, specializing in machine control, and often had to travel to their customer's locations to work on the software and ensure their production lines worked efficiently.

Sean wondered if Mack would be upset at what his wife had done to him after everyone had gone to bed, but with how smoothly things went the next morning, he didn't think it was a problem.

Again, he chuckled to himself, amazed at his new friends. They were wonderful people, and Sheri had already humped him, albeit briefly, and came against his cock, then making him jizz all over her.

Mack was as friendly and ebullient as ever the next morning as Sheri made them a full breakfast. He'd left a few hours later, not wanting to overstay his welcome.

Mack and Sheri had both given him a warm farewell. Sheri's hug held promise for the future, and the full, deep kiss felt wonderful, making his cock swell. She'd felt it and rubbed her palm against his pants before he could get out the door.

Mack's words brought him back from his reverie. "You know I'm a bit older than Sheri, right?"

Sean nodded, accepting the small pipe from his friend. "Yeah. You're what? Thirty three?"

"Thirty four, actually. And she's twenty-four, same as you."

Sean chuckled. "You dog." He lit up, taking a deep pull on the pipe. The acrid smoke felt good in his lungs as he leaned forward and handed it back.

Mack laughed with his friend. "Yeah, we both graduated university the same year, but I started much later than she did." He took a deep hit, clearing the bowl.

Sean exhaled, then took a breath to clear his lungs. "Got tired of being a rock star?"

Mack wiggled his eyebrows and shrugged. "Ah, it had its moments, but we weren't really going to get anywhere." He took his glass and looked into it, swirling it and making the ice cubes rattle.

"Got a hell of a lot of pussy." Mack shook his head, unable to hide a grin. "Ah, the good old days." He stood and picked up Sean's glass, then headed into the kitchen.

Sean stood and followed his friend, thinking about what it must have been like for his friend to get up on stage, his large bass guitar swinging around as they pounded out covers of the best of Classic Rock. Mack had told him a few stories from life in the local club scene.

There were no end of drunk girls eager in the extreme to fuck the guys in the band. Any band, they didn't seem to care. He'd told Sean he lost count after a year of how many girls he'd screwed.

"Mix us some drinks and I'll get the food out," Mack said as he opened the fridge. Sean poured the booze and a splash of mix after adding a few new ice cubes as Mack put some food out.

They sat at the small kitchen table, eating and drinking, talking about work and Mack's upcoming work trip.

"I worry sometimes," Mack said as he sighed.

"About what?"

"Sheri."

Sean's brows furrowed. "Is something wrong?" A quick pulse of apprehension swept through him. Was everything cool?

Mack shook his head. "No. Well, yeah... I mean, she's fine. It's me."

Another pulse of worry. "What do you mean?"

His friend sighed and looked down, his fingers moving the bits of food around his plate. After a moment, he drew a deep breath, then looked at Sean.

"I'm having issues... Sexual issues, you know. Performance."

"Oh," Sean said quietly.

Mack nodded, looking across the kitchen. "You have a pretty good idea of how sexual Sheri is."

Sean chuckled and nodded, taking a drink to hide his grin. Wouldn't be good to grin at the husband of the woman that made him cum in the dark last weekend.

"Well," Mack said and paused. "Sometimes I have trouble keeping up with her."

"She wants it too often?" Sean wasn't sure if that could even be a thing.

"I want it, too. Just as often. But sometimes... I guess you could say he doesn't always cooperate."

"He?" Sean shook his head.

Mack sighed deeply. "Him. My cock, okay?" He stared at Sean, his brows high.

"Oh," Sean said, drawing the word out. "Oh, dude. That's fucked."

His friend chuckled, a sad sound. "Yeah, and it frustrates us both."

"Have you gotten your testosterone checked?"

Mack nodded. "Yup, and it's dropped. They're talking about me getting shots, but there's risks to that. My dad died from prostate cancer. Testosterone is the fuel for that, and getting shots increases my risk later on."

"Oh, fuck."

"Yeah, indeed."

"So you can't get it up?"

Mack shook his head. "No, I can. Just not always reliably. Most of the time it's no problem, but sometimes he just... gives out part way through."

Sean nodded, his lips twisting as he thought about how much of a bummer that must be for not only Mack, but his sex-pot wife, Sheri.

"And that brings me to the question I wanted to ask you." Mack's words came out slowly, and Sean wondered if he'd rehearsed them.

After a moment, Sean raised an eyebrow. "And that is?"

"Sheri and I talked this week, and we agreed to ask if you'd be willing... to help out."

Sean sat there, his mind swirling. He was pretty sure he knew what was being asked of him. But was that really what Mack meant?

"Help out?"

Mack grimaced and nodded. "Sheri's getting frustrated. Sexually. We're so damned in love, and she never complains." He sighed. "But I know she needs more than I can give her."

Sean kept quiet.

"And that's where you come in. If you get my meaning." Mack held his friend's gaze and waited.

A laugh, deep down, bubbled up and erupted. Sean fell back against the chair, his stomach bouncing as he laughed. Mack's face turned up in a grin as he sat there.

"Holy fuck. Are you asking what I think you're asking?"

Mack nodded and smiled. "Yep. Would you be willing to step in from time to time. Give Sheri some love, help me satisfy her?"

Sean couldn't believe what he was being asked. His friend was asking him if he'd fuck his wife from time to time. Just as a favor to help a buddy out.

He spread his arms, palms out. "Dude, what're friends for?" They both laughed.

"Just one thing. This is only physical. Not emotional, okay?"

Sean nodded, his grin fading as he looked at his friend. "I get it. It's obvious how much you two love each other. I'd never even think of getting in the way of that."

"Cool. I knew you'd say that. I told her you could be trusted. She said so, too, by the way."

He put his palm to his chest. "I'm honored."

"Hell of a thing to ask from a friend, huh?" Mack chuckled, and Sean joined in.

He held up his glass, and Mack clinked it. "Yeah, I guess it's a bit unorthodox, but I get it. What you two are going through."

They both took a drink.

Sean looked into Mack's eyes. "You have my word I'll always treat her, and you, with the utmost respect, and never cause an issue in your marriage. You guys tell me if there's ever any problems."

Sean held out his hand, and Mack shook it. "Thanks, man. I knew we could count on you."

They ate and talked about much less interesting things for a few minutes until Sean asked, "So before, when you guys were back East, what did you do then?"

Mack inhaled, looking off. "Well, we had a group of friends. People we trusted. Ones we could... play with. Safely."

"Oh, I get it. You told me Sheri would do things with other guys after you met her. Was that with these people?"

"Yeah," Mack said, nodding. "After we first met, she was still pretty wild, fucking pretty much anyone. That phased out as we got more serious. We also started meeting like-minded people who liked to mess around safely, like we did.

"So, one thing led to another, and by the time we graduated and got married, we had several guys and almost as many women who we'd meet up with fairly frequently."

"Damn, sounds fun."

Mack chuckled. "Sure was. Sheri got her brains fucked out, and came home with me at the end of it each time. I'd usually get to fuck at least one of the girls, unless it was a Pile-on-Sheri night."

"Pile-on?" Sean laughed as Mack grinned at him.

"Just what it sounded like. Once in a while all us guys would just go fucking caveman on her. Fuck her silly, two or three at a time until none of us could get it up anymore. She'd be a pool of quivering, cum-soaked flesh by the time we finished with her."

He sat back and laughed. "Damn, she loved that, but we only did that every few months. It was pretty overwhelming for her, even with her libido."

"And you got to do the other girls? I bet that was something."

Mack wiggled his eyebrows. "Damn skippy, it was. Some of those girls were serious cuties." He shook his head. "But none were anywhere near Sheri. She's the best, man."

"You're in love. So's she. It's amazing, and I'm so happy for you guys."

"Thanks, man." Mack pointed at him. "See? That's why I know I can trust you. You see it."

Sean nodded. "Yup, I do, and I wish I had the same kind of relationship with someone."

"You'll find her. Don't worry."

Sean shrugged. "Yeah, I know. It's been months now since my breakup with Claudia, and it still kinda hurts."

Mack stood and took their empty glasses to the counter. He patted his friend's shoulder as he went by. "Don't worry, dude. Sheri knows someone she said you might like. I think she wants us all to get together sometime soon when none of us are travelling for work."

"Hey, that'd be great."

Mack filled their glasses, and they headed back into the living room.

"So you're cool with spending time with Sheri?" Mack asked as they both put their feet up on the low coffee table.

Nodding, Sean said, "Oh, hell yeah. I won't lie. She's gorgeous, and if this is what you and she want, I'm there."

"We both appreciate it. We'd like to build up another group of friends like we had back home. Maybe this is the start of that."

Sean nodded as he sipped the strong drink. He'd experienced nothing like what Mack and Sheri had done.

Maybe that was about to change. He felt the twitch in his cock and realized he was anxious for Sheri to come back home.

He wanted to be inside her again. And this time, he wanted to fuck her properly and fill her with his cum, remembering how she seemed to love playing with it.

Mack's smiling face made him wonder if he knew exactly what he was thinking.

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The following weekend, Sean fairly vibrated as he drove to Mack and Sheri's apartment. She'd returned from her trip a few days before, and Mack had asked him at lunch to come over that weekend.

He'd gotten his hair trimmed, and taken a shower before leaving, making sure to splash a little cologne on his neck, wanting to be pleasing to the lady he hoped to fuck deep into her mattress later.

The door swung open, and Mack's grin and crazy eyes welcomed him. "Come in! Glad you could come over." He shook Sean's hand as he stepped back, giving him room to enter.

Sheri bounced over, her tits doing amazing things under her thin, light blue blouse. She smiled up at him, her blonde locks settling between her shoulder blades as her arms went around his neck. She pulled him down, kissing him deeply.

"Okay, jeez. Let the guy in the house at least, will ya?" Mack laughed and patted Sean's shoulder as his wife pressed her body to their friend.

At length, Sheri released him, both of them panting slightly. "I'm so glad you could come," she said, her eyes twinkling.

"I wouldn't miss this for the world," Sean said as they looked into each other's eyes.

"I bet," Mack said, laughing. "Come on in, have a seat. I've made some Mai Tai's," he said, walking into the kitchen.

Sheri took his hand and led him to the loveseat. "I've got some snacks. You wait here and I'll be right back." She winked and turned to walk into the kitchen, her ass swaying in a pair of tight white shorts.

Sean noticed there were no panty lines along her svelte butt cheeks. He also wondered if she had a bra on. Her boobs seemed to be moving more than last week. He never found out if she'd been wearing a sports bra then.

Mack and Sheri returned, both carrying trays, and they set into the spread, laughing and talking. Skirting around the subject foremost on Sean's mind, and hopefully Sheri's as well, they talked about her trip, and what else they had going on.

"I'm glad your project's going well," Sean told Sheri as Mack took a deep pull from his drink, his friend's crazy eyes gleaming. Sheri followed Sean's gaze, turning to look at her husband, making her laugh.

"Yeah. The product's been accepted, so no more travels to the sweltering south. I hope!" She grinned and took a drink.

Sean sipped, smiling at the woman he hoped to be inside sometime soon. They hadn't yet gotten to that subject yet, but the vibes she exuded were clearly sexual.

Her arms seemed to always be moving her boobs under her shirt, and a few times he'd noticed her hand brush along her stiff nipple when moving her wineglass to her mouth, then back. Her look told him she knew exactly what she was doing to him.

"Yeah, and I've got another trip coming up," Mack said and sighed. "I can't wait for this project to be over."

"Where is it again they send you?"

"Northwest Territories, up in western Canada. There's a huge sawmill, and our stuff automates the saws to efficiently dice up each log coming through the mill."

"Damn, you showed me a video of that. Fucking amazing." Sean shook his head, thinking of the complexity of that app, having to keep up with the rapidly fed trees going through the mill, each one different. The software Mack wrote reconfigured the saw blade positions in real-time for each log to produce the most usable planks.

The customer was thrilled, just wanting a couple of new features and a few bug fixes. It took time to test, usually at night when the mill wasn't operating at full capacity. It took a toll on his friend after a week onsite.

"Who wants a refill?" Sheri asked as she stood. Wobbling, she leaned forward and put a hand on Sean's bare knee, just below the end of his khaki shorts. Her fingers clenched, and one fingernail dug into him as she grinned.

Smiling back at her, he held out his empty glass. She took it, and the others, and went into the kitchen. She came back and gave Mack his, then Sean's. Surprising him, she plopped down next to him on the loveseat, her side pressing to his and took a deep sip of wine.

Sean saw Mack's grin and felt Sheri's arm go around his shoulders as she pulled her legs under herself. With her knees pressing to his thighs and body turned towards him, her tit pushed lightly to his side.

They chatted for a while as Sheri snuggled closer. Her wine gone, she leaned forward and placed her glass on the coffee table, then sat back, now closer, getting as much body contact as possible.

"So, dude. Sheri and I talked when she got home a few days ago."

Sheri's boob rubbed along his side as she bounced next to him. He turned to look into her grinning face, only inches from his.

"Mack told me what you guys talked about." Her blue eyes danced as he gazed into them. He felt her hand settle onto his thigh, at best an inch from his stiffening cock. Her fingers moved subtly.

"He did, did he?" Sean's grin matched hers and his cock inflated further.

She nodded, her head dipping down as she peered at him through some wisps of bangs. "And he told me what he asked you."

"Mmmhmm," Sean mumbled, wanting her to say it out loud.

Staring into his eyes, she almost vibrated. Her fingertips brushed his stiff cock, then her palm pressed it to his leg, moving it around.

"So, are you still okay with this?" she asked, her breathing becoming heavier, her tits moving with each breath.

He considered being coy, but her barely hidden excitement made him take pity. "Of course! Are you kidding me?" he asked, laughing.

She laughed with him, then pressed her lips to his, her fingers curling around his cock over his shorts and moving. He pressed one hand against her back, holding her lightly as they kissed.

The kiss evolved. Hands moved, bodies came together, pressing. Sensitive parts touched as their inner heat ratcheted up.

Mack's subtle cough got their attention, and they slowly broke away from the other, both panting as they turned to face her husband.

His grin wide, crazy eyes at full power, he wiggled his eyebrows. "I think this might be an opportune time for me to go out, get a bite to eat and see that double feature playing at the theaters."

Sean thought that through. Mack was leaving his wife here with him, knowing full well he'd fuck her brains out. Well, she'd probably fuck his brains out, but whatever.

And he was giving them several hours to do it.

"Are you sure, my love?" Sheri stood and sat next to Mack, facing him as her hand pressed against his cheek. She leaned in, kissing him softly.

He smiled at her, and Sean felt there were only those two in the room at the moment, him being just a fly on the wall for all they cared. Their love ran deep, and he witnessed it again as their foreheads pressed together.

"You two have fun getting to know each other." Mack looked around his wife, smiling at Sean. He turned back to Sheri. "I think we might have just started our new special group of friends out here."

Sheri's wide grin was obvious, even from where Sean sat. She turned to smile at him, her eyes sparkling. "I think so, too. It feels like a long time since we've had real friends we could play with safely. Without any issues."

"I promised Mack I would never come between you two. The love you guys have, it's the stuff of poems. I only wish a girl would look at me the way you look at him." Sean nodded, his eyes misting.

"You're a good man," Sheri said. "The world needs more of them."

"Tell the other women out there, will ya?" Sean asked, chuckling. Mack joined him.

Sheri nodded, the corners of her lips turned up. "Oh, they're out there looking for you. I might just know one."

"That'd be great." Sean sighed, smiling at the couple so desperately in love.

"But she's not here right now," Sheri said, turning to face him. Her hand moved, cupping a boob and hefting it. "I am, however."

"And with that," Mack said, chuckling. "I'm off. You kids have fun. Don't do anything I wouldn't."

"Is there anything you wouldn't do?" Sheri asked, giggling as she stood with her husband.

"Eh, probably not, given the right moment." His crazy eyes and infectious grin went with him to the door. He grabbed his wallet and keys as Sheri handed him a light jacket.

"In case it gets cold later," she said, on tiptoes as she kissed him.

"I love you." He pulled her close.

"Love you too, my man." She pecked his lips, then stepped back as he opened the door. "Now go get something terrible to eat and pig out on popcorn."

"Can do, my sweet." He looked over at Sean. "Thanks, man. I know it's a weird thing to say, but you know why."

Sean nodded. "I do, and don't worry. She's in safe hands."

"Better be strong hands," Sheri said as she came to stand next to him. He jerked when her fingers pinched his ass.

With a laugh, Mack pulled the door closed. They heard him walking down the apartment building steps, then a car starting shortly after.

"Well, it's just you and me." Sheri grinned at him, so close her tits brushed against his chest.

"Yup." He smiled, then glanced across the room. "Wanna play video games?" he asked, trying to keep an innocent look on his face.

She stood there, still, as she searched his face. After a moment, he couldn't hold it in and laughed. Her nose scrunched up, and she smacked his upper arm.

"You beast!" She turned and walked away towards the hall, her hips moving in an exaggerated pattern. "I should leave you out here to play by yourself."

He was right behind her, and she squealed as his arms wrapped around her torso from behind.

"Today I am definitely not playing with myself," he huffed as hurried over and lifted her small body. She giggled and thrashed in his arms as he carried her into the bedroom and tossed her on the bed.

He watched her tits wobble as she came to rest on her back, eyes smouldering. He knelt next to her, looking her up and down. Her shorts had pulled tight, announcing her luscious camel toe.

He was fairly certain she had gone commando and figured this was as good a time as any to find out. She giggled as he bent and pulled at the sides of her shorts.

Deciding to take an aggressive posture, he bounced her around, moving in an overly physical way as he rolled her around. He was rewarded by peals of silvery laughter as her shorts moved over her curvy ass.

As the fabric slid down, more and more creamy skin appeared until the first hint of her sparse blonde patch peeked out.

She was commando under the thin cotton shorts. He tugged harder, exposing her small inverted triangle. Because of the tightness of her shorts, he couldn't yet get a glimpse of what lay between her legs.

As he struggled to get the shorts off as she thrashed around, he wondered if it wouldn't have been easier to let her do it herself. Mentally shrugging, he grinned as they passed her knees. He pulled and got them by her feet.

Sean held them up like a trophy and roared as Sheri giggled, her thighs spreading as she rolled around, her tits moving hypnotically under her shirt.

She sat up, her legs spreading wide. Sean got his first look in full light of what lay between her legs, and what had so wetly slid along his shaft before in the warm darkness.

He saw her shaved lips spread as she leaned forward, grasping for the edge of his shirt, and remembered how it felt when the tip of his cock brushed along that hole, and how it felt to slide inside it.

Lust soared in his heart, and he raised his arms as she grinned and pulled his shirt off, tossing it aside. He leaned forward and did the same for her, leaving her naked as her soft, plump boobs bounced free.

Sean wasn't normally overly dominant in bed. Sure, he liked to direct the action, taking the lead in what he and the woman he was with did.

But with Sheri, he felt she wanted him to take her, to hold her down and fuck her, to make her suck his cock all the way down her throat. To get behind her and slam his stiff dick in and out of her as she begged him for mercy.

He was surprised when she pushed his chest, making him topple sideways with a yelp.

"Hey!" he said, laughing as he fell onto his back. His eyes followed her gyrating tits, pink nipples hard as rocks as she got on her knees and worked on his zipper. It didn't move, and she made an exasperated sound.

"Is this thing stuck?" She rocked back, her hair settling around her face and making her look terribly sexy to him as her chest heaved with each deep breath.

"Lemme see." He quickly got the zipper down and unbuttoned his shorts. She helped him out of them, getting his rod hung up on the elastic of his underwear. It pulled upright, then slapped his stomach as she yanked the last of his clothes off.

"There!" Her eyes gleamed as she ran a hand over his stomach and chest. He lay on his back and reached for a tit.

"You're beautiful," he said, his voice husky as his fingers pinched her nipple. She wiggled, still grinning as her hand found his cock, lifting it as she leaned over. Keeping eye contact, she took him into her mouth, her tongue doing amazing things.

"Oh, fuck," he said as he exhaled, his head falling back. "That's incredible." He draped a hand over her head, his fingers exploring her loose blonde curls as she bobbed up and down.

He felt his cockhead against the back of her throat and wondered. With a deep breath, then a push, she slid him into her throat as her nose settled against his pubic hair. She held him there, then pulled back, only to repeat it over and over.

A few minutes later, he felt his balls tingling and patted the back of her head. "Sheri, stop. I'm getting too close."

Another hard push down, his cock going deeper than ever, and she pulled off and sat up. She wiped her lips with the back of her hand and smiled as she held him with her other hand.

"That was amazing." He reached for her, pulling her to lie next to him. Wrapping her in his arms, their lips met, kissing each other softly as both sets of hands wandered over naked flesh.

She broke the kiss, her blue eyes twinkling as they lay there panting.

"I'm loving that we can do this." She kissed the end of his nose as her hand gripped his ass cheek.

"Me, too. I can't believe we're doing it. That it's okay with both of you."

She paused, searching his eyes. "This is for fun, okay?" Sean nodded. "There's not going to be any romance, or stuff like that between us. Just friends, playing around."

Still nodding, Sean said, "I get it. I won't make it weird, or cause any troubles."

She smiled. "Good, I'm glad. I really like you, and I think this could turn into something really fun and good for all of us."

He kissed her lightly, his hand moving from her lower back to glide over her taut ass. "I agree. I know you and Mack love each other. I'll never threaten that, I promise."

"He's my soul mate. I knew that early on." She laughed. "Oh, shit. The things he let me do." She shook her head, looking over his shoulder with a faraway look.

"You guys told me a little about that the other day."

She grinned. "Oh, there's more. Much more." Her laugh made his cock pulse, and she felt it move against her stomach. Wiggling her eyebrows, she squeezed it.

"I was a bad girl. Long before Mack met me."

"Tell me something." He grinned at her. "What got you that way?"

She rolled onto her back, her palm going over her eyes as she laughed. Her tits moved, drawing his eyes as one of his hands took hold of the closest one.

"Let's see, I guess it started with Butthead."

"Butthead?"

She nodded, glancing at him as he lay next to her, softly squeezing her boob. "Yeah, that's what I call him now."

"I guess you don't like him anymore?"

She shook her head. "Nope, he's an asshole."

"You don't have to tell me anything if you don't want to."

"No, it's okay now. It was a few years ago, before I met Mack." She drew a deep breath. "I was seeing Butthead. He lived in a large, old Victorian with four other guys."

He switched to her other boob as he rolled onto his side.

"He and I would go over to his house after class. His room was upstairs, away from the other guys' rooms." She chuckled, a sad sound. "And we'd fuck. Almost every day, and if I was on my period, well... then I'd either blow him or let him do my ass."

Sean smiled. "Lucky son of a bitch."

She looked him in the eye. "You'd think so, huh? That he'd think that." She shook her head, looking at the ceiling. "But nope. You know what that little peckerhead did?"

"No, what?"

"He rigged up a camera in his room. Hid it on the bookshelf and had a live feed going into the living room where his roommates would watch us getting it on."

"Holy shit," Sean breathed out. His finger clenched on her tit, making her jump. "Sorry, but that's fucked up."

She patted his hand. "Thanks, and yeah, I thought so, too. One of them finally told me about it. I think it went on for over a month."

"Damn."

Her brows rose as she looked him in the eye. "And sometimes they'd have friends over! I don't know how many guys at my school watched me get royally fucked on their TV."

He moved his hand lightly over her chest, down her torso, then back along her side. He felt her quivering, either with sadness or anger, he didn't know.

She laughed, one short, sharp sound. "So you know what I did?"

"What?"

"I decided to fuck each of his roommates."

"Oh..."

"In my room, with a camera of my own."

Sean shook his head. "Um... to get back at him?"

"Partially, but also to show their girlfriends. They were each dating someone all the while they perved out watching me and the asshole do it."

"Oh, I get it."

She nodded again. "Yup. So one by one, I got them each in the sack and filmed it without them knowing it. Made DVDs and when I'd gotten the last one, I mailed them out to their girlfriends."

"How did they take it?"

"Not too well," she said, laughing. "I made sure to talk a lot when we fucked, and got them to say how much better I was and shit like that. I also got them to admit they watched me and him doing it on his television, without my consent. Any girlfriend would be livid to watch that."

He laughed. "So what about your boyfriend?"

"Those girls took care of that. Whenever he'd get a new girlfriend, one of them would send her a copy of the DVD, or just tell her what happened. I'm not sure he got laid again at that college."

Sean rolled onto his back, laughing. Sheri joined him as she rolled toward him. After a moment, they settled down.

"I'm sorry that happened to you, though."

She nodded her head, brows raised. "Yeah, it sucked." Her eyes twinkled as she looked at him. "But one good thing happened because of it."

"What?"

"I found out I liked it when people watched me fuck."

"No shit? You got off on that?"

She grinned and shrugged. "Actually, in a weird way, I did. I hated that it happened without my consent. That was low. But after I got past that, well... it felt kinda sexy that so many guys watched me fuck."

"Wow." He smiled at her.

"And," she said, then paused. His brows went up as they locked eyes. "I also realized I loved fucking other guys. Just fucking. No romance, no strings or complications. Just fucking for the physical pleasure."

Sean chuckled. "Well, I guess that explains me being here."

She leaned over and kissed him. "In a way it does."

"Well, let's make some new memories. Happy ones," he said as he pushed her onto her back with a sudden movement. Her eyes flew open as she squawked.

Sean devoured the curvy blonde, his mouth moving over her neck, around her tits, sucking and nibbling as he touched her all over. He wanted to learn her, and find out what places got the most reaction.

Ending up between her legs, he smiled over her bare pussy lips. He nuzzled her sparse pubic hair, his tongue extending for its first taste. She shuddered when his tongue circled her clit, then slid down, separating her pink lips.

Entering her, he tasted her from the source as his hands held her quivering hips. Over and over, he lapped at her, roaming the wonderful area between her legs, taking his time to give her his best.

"Oh, Sean," she gasped as his tongue buzzed her clit, one finger sawing in and out. "I'm gonna..." She never finished the sentence as she came, adding a new, richer taste he eagerly devoured.

She was sweet and tangy. A wonderful combination of flavors he was learning to love. He brought her back down to Earth, her tits moving on her heaving chest. She held his head with both palms pressed to his ears.

Lifting his face, he looked at her. "What did you say?"

She lifted her face, and he saw the sheen of perspiration on her forehead. She chuckled and removed her hands. "I said stop, you're gonna kill me."

"Oh," he said, grinning. "I couldn't hear you."

Falling back, she took a deep breath as Sean kissed her thighs, rubbing most of her nectar from his face. He moved beside her, taking her in his arms.

They lay there, content and warm, naked flesh pressing the length of their bodies. She moved and purred, stretching against him.

"Damn, that felt good." She kissed him, then extended her tongue to lick around his mouth. "You taste like me."

"Imagine that?" He grinned at her, his hand cupping her soft ass.

Her eyes danced as they looked at the other. "Remember," she said, her smile fading as she held his gaze. "This is only two friends playing together. Having fun."

He nodded, smiling. "I get, Sheri. I understand."

With another deep gaze into his soul, she smiled. "Good." She kissed him hard. "We've had a couple of times before where things got a little wonky. I don't want to deal with that again."

"Sounds a little scary."

She shrugged, looking over his shoulder. "It got... uncomfortable, let's say."

"You don't have to tell me."

Smiling at him, she pecked his lips. "Maybe one day." She wriggled from his arms and sat up, her hand taking his semi and stroking it back to life. "But not today. This is for us to have fun and get to know each other much better."

His stiff cock grew even harder, still not having cum, and she swung her leg over his waist. Her wet pussy slid up and down the top of his cock, and they looked into each other's eyes as he held her soft tits.

"I have a confession to make." Her hips slid down the length of his shaft as it rested on his torso.

"I know."

Her eyebrows rose. "You do?"

He nodded, grinning as she moved along his shaft, spreading her wetness. "I woke up when you started to touch me. I was still wasted, and wasn't sure what was happening. It felt like a really erotic dream at first."

She giggled, her pressure against him building. "Did you know it was me?"

"After a few minutes, yeah. I cracked one eye open a little, and saw you with your robe open."

Pushing hard against him, she moaned and leaned back. "Did you like it?" she asked, gasping.

"Couldn't you tell? I got my spunk all over you." They both laughed.

"I liked that." She leaned forward, her hips grinding on him, and kissed him as her tits slid over his chest. "A lot."

She shifted forward, and his cock sprang free to press between her legs. Moving her hips, she got his head to rest between her lips. A slight downward movement got him at the door to her womanhood.

"Are you alright with this?" She pushed minutely against him, and he felt himself breach her opening.

"Oh, hell, yeah." He pushed, shoving his head another half inch into her.

Grunting, Sheri pushed down, and they came together, joined in the most personal way. Sean moaned as his cock filled Sheri. Her tunnel felt exquisite as she pushed down onto him.

She sat up, and they both moved, getting him as deep inside her as possible. With a grin, she lifted and fell, fucking him steadily as one hand held a tit and her hip with his other hand.

He loved the sounds she made, remembering them from the week before. But now, he could see her in all her glory in the sunny bedroom. They'd left the blinds open as no one could see inside the second-floor apartment.

"Did you like it when I did this to you the other night?" She cupped her boobs as she leaned back, changing where his dick pressed against her tunnel. She bounced faster, her sex sounds deepening.

"I loved it. I wanted to cum in you."

She groaned and ground her pubic mound against his.

"That was so damned sexy, waking up that way. You doing that after only just meeting you."

"I wanted to fuck you after the first time Mack told me about you. It took him forever to invite you over." She leaned forward and kissed him, her hips moving hard against his body.

"I'm fucking you now." He pushed up, spearing her on the downstroke, making her squeal.

"You are," she said, groaning. "I want your cum."

"Are you safe?"

"Yes," she said, the word like a hiss as her hips shuddered. "Now, Sean! Now!"

He felt her pussy squeeze around him and realized her orgasm had begun. He grabbed her ‌ass with both hands and fucked her as hard as possible. She shook like a rag doll, moaning as her pussy quivered.

His balls tightened, and he felt his hot juice explode out and into Sheri. As each jet of potent seed shot out of him to fill her, he realized he was cumming in another man's wife.

The thought gave him a moment of panic, only to be replaced with an animal longing. Something deep in his mammalian brain drove him to push as far as he could, to shoot as much baby-making sperm into the woman shuddering on top of him as he could.

With a few final grunts, he wrapped her in his arms as she lay on him, her hair partially covering his face as they gasped, trying to get their breath back.

She lifted her head, hair a mess, and grinned. "That was fantastic." She kissed him, and he pulled her closer.

"It was." His softening cock pulsed as it tried to get every drop into her.

Sean thought as they lay there. Cumming in another man's wife. It thrilled him, even if said husband had asked him to do it as a favor.

It was the act of inseminating her, someone who had said vows to another man, that thrilled him. He'd never felt anything like this, and was perplexed.

Was he a rotten friend for thinking this way? Mack trusted him. So did Sheri.

But he wasn't trying to hurt either of them. Quite the opposite, actually. And it was safe to cum inside her. She'd said so.

He thought about how this was only for fun, and he found it fun to pretend to conquer her, take her physically and try to impregnate her, thankful it was only a fantasy.

So, he had some warped fantasies. The pussy of another man's wife was still wrapped around his cock, his cum leaking out of her. She'd almost begged him to do it, so how could he be a bad friend for doing so?

"Sheri?"

"Hmm?" Her head hung alongside his.

"Thank you."

He felt her giggle, and she lifted her head, smiling. "Thank you. I really enjoyed that."

"Yeah, me, too. I hope we get to do this again."

She laughed, then frowned as his limp cock slid out. She fell to the side, and he held her close. "Oh, I'm sure of it."

Raising up on an elbow, she looked him in the eye. "Mack and I had a wonderful group of friends back home. I'm hoping we can do that again here."

"Me, too. I'd like to be part of that."

She kissed him quickly, her hand moving over his chest and stomach. "You already are."

"Good." His hand held her tit as they looked at each other.

A more serious look grew on her face. "That night, I felt a little bad later."

His brows shot up. "Why?"

She shrugged, not meeting his gaze. "I guess later it felt... a little rapey, maybe?"

He gently squeezed her boob, pulling her close. They kissed as she lay half on top of him.

"I was aware of what you were doing pretty much the whole time, and actually had to force myself not to reach up, roll you over, and fuck you senseless there on the floor."

She shivered. "Oh, that would have been fun." She giggled as she kissed his chest, one hand moving over his skin.

"Yeah, but I didn't want to scare you away. What you were doing felt so damned good, and it'd been so long since anyone..." He trailed off, not wanting to bring up his bitch of an ex.

"Sounds like you had something really bad happen. I'm so sorry." Her lips tickled him deliciously.

He lay there, thinking of her. Claudia. The woman he knew he had been falling in love with.

"There was this girl I was seeing last summer. We'd met a few times, and eventually we went out. She was the younger sister of my next door neighbor."

Sheri settled against him as she listened. Her hand moved lightly over his chest.

Shrugging, he said, "I guess I was falling for her. Real fast. I thought things were going great between us." He sighed, his brows furrowing as he pursed his lips.

After a moment, Sheri asked, "You don't have to tell me if it still hurts." Her hand caressed him, spreading warm feelings in him as he remembered another woman's deceit.

"No, it's okay. Basically, she disappeared. I could tell for a few weeks she was pulling away, not wanting to see me as often. She'd take longer and longer to call me back, never answering the phone when I called.

"Then one day, I never heard back from her. I went to her house, but was always told she wasn't home, even when her car was in the driveway."

Sheri made a sound, almost a short sob, and kissed his pectoral. He held her closer.

"She wouldn't call me back and no one would tell me anything. Basically, she left me without a word. I heard from my neighbor a couple of months later that Claudia had been seeing a new guy who lived up in the Sierra mountains. She'd drive up to spend each weekend with him."

"She what? Without even telling you or anything?" Sheri's eyes blazed. "That bitch!"

He chuckled, a sad sound. "My thoughts exactly. But, yeah. That's what happened. My neighbor felt bad, and agreed what her sister did sucked. Didn't change anything, but I guess it's good to hear people agree with you."

"Have you talked to her since?"

He shook his head. "Nope. And at this point, I don't want to."

"Well, a man as special as you will find a nice girl who'll appreciate you very quickly."

"I think I'm ready. It's been long enough."

"Good." Sheri wrapped her arm over him, pressing her front to his side.

"Sheri?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm sorry if I got a little rough there at the end. I was really getting into that."

She chuckled. "Oh, no way. I loved what you were doing. Couldn't you tell?"

He laughed, remembering how her pussy lips fluttered around his cock as she came down from her orgasm. "Yeah, I could."

"Sometimes warm cuddles and slow screws are just the thing for that moment. Other times I want to get my brains fucked out." She pinched his small nipple, making him jump.

He stuck his finger between her ass cheeks, diddling her butthole and making her wiggle. "Oh? So how am I supposed to know which one to do?"

"You're gonna have to figure that out," she said with a smirk. "I doubt you'll have a problem. I'm not one of those girls that makes it difficult on the guys, but most are pretty oblivious to subtleties."

He laughed. "I'll try not to be."

"I have faith in you," she said, chuckling. Her hand moved over his stomach, then wrapped around his cock. He rotated to face her, and their hands moved over each other.

She smelled amazing, like fresh mountain air with a hint of wildflowers. Must be some sort of soap, he thought as his lips kissed her neck. She gripped him as his cock stiffened.

Remembering what she'd just said, he took action. Sitting up quickly, he got to his knees as she looked at him wide-eyed. Taking her ankles, he flipped her onto her back and threw her legs apart.

With a short shriek, she huffed as he landed on top of her, his knees pushing her thighs further apart. He lifted her by her ass cheeks and angled his hips to point at her entrance.

With a lunge, he filled her, not caring if she was ready. But she was soaked, both with his juices and hers. He pulled back and threw himself forward.

Over and over, he hurled himself on top of her, beating her with his body, almost bouncing on her. She gripped him, her hands fluttering along his arms and back as he fucked her as hard as possible.

Never before had he unleashed this wild animal on a woman. Shrieking and groaning beneath him, his hips punished her smaller body.

"Yes, yes, yes," she moaned with each titanic thrust into her, eyes clenched tight as he groaned over her.

She babbled, her head rocking side to side as he fucked Mack's wife as hard as he could.

Without warning, he pulled back, leaving her pussy gaping and making her cry out. He lifted her hips and spun her to rest on hands and knees.

As he lined up his cock and shoved it into her, her head collapsed onto her pillow, moving in time with his hips.

Her ass rippled, and he slapped one cheek hard. Her pussy clenched tight around him as she moaned, low and soft.

He thrust into her as hard as he could without dislodging from her hot wetness, then slapped her other cheek. Both glowed pink from the blows.

Her pussy clenched again, then fluttered as he heard her gasping, the sound building in pitch and volume.

Two more times he spanked her, making her cum on his cock. His balls tingled, and he knew he'd be pumping his potent seed into her again.

Sheri vibrated, and as her pussy clamped down around him, she cried out, her fingers spreading rigidly as her head thrashed.

His balls tightened, and ropes of cum spewed into Sheri. He felt like a Viking warrior, pillaging a local girl, fucking her hard and planting his seed into her fertile field. He wanted to knock her up, for her to conceive his child and continue his bloodline.

Not her husband's.

As the last of his cum pulsed into her as they slowed, then stopped, Sean barely resisted a chuckle. He never knew he had a kink for fucking other men's women. And for wanting to knock them up.

You learn something new every day, he guessed.

And now he had her husband's permission to fuck her regularly.

As a favor to him! Hey, what're friends for?

He knew he'd never hurt his friends as he caressed the quivering blonde cutie under him as he ground his softening cock inside her as long as he could.

"I can't wait for next weekend."