Rob's Best Friend Comes To Stay

*** This is a story with consensual extramarital sex where no-one gets hurt. Feel free to move on if that is not for you. ***

Jemma always loved the Stratton Oakmont Christmas party. It was a chance to have more than a few drinks in a group of colleagues who were all happily married and not trying to get into her knickers so she could feel safe. HR had drummed it into them all how the new Non-financial Misconduct rules applied even at the office party.

Whenever she went out with girlfriends, the downside of her stunningly pretty face and great figure showed its downside. The attention was non-stop. The large diamond on her finger should have put them off, but instead it seemed to encourage the attention from men and a few women too.

Her boss, Dominic put her in a taxi home and she was looking forward to a night of drunken sex with her hubby, Rob. She smiled as she caught Dominic trying to look up her dress as she sat down in the taxi.

The house was quiet when she walked in. In the entrance hall, she slipped off her thong from under her cocktail dress and put it in her handbag. Rob had this thing about her going commando. It absolutely drove him nuts. She wasn't about to flash her colleagues though, so this was her compromise. She took her bra off through the sleeve of her dress and felt a lot more relaxed.

He was still out. She remembered him saying he was meeting Steve for "a few". Steve was his best friend growing up who had recently moved back from the states. She hadn't even met him yet. She opened a bottle of red and poured herself a glass as she sat on the sofa waiting for him. She would be ready to fuck him as soon as he walked through that door.

That was the plan, but she was asleep on the sofa when they came in two hours later. She heard the door close and sat up. The top of her dress had twisted and despite feeling cool air on her nipple, she ignored it, instead she sat up and crossed her legs, showing off her thighs and a hint of what was between them. She knew it would turn Rob on.

The first face she saw was not Rob. It was Steve. She heard Rob who was stood behind him say, "So I said Steve could stay over. That's alright isn't it honey?"

She quickly closed her legs and pulled her top back in to place covering the nipple that had been showing. She stood up and took his hand, saying, "It's so nice to meet you, Steve," as Rob walked in.

Steve looked her in the eyes with a smile, "It's so nice to finally see you in the flesh Jemma. Rob has told me a lot about you! You're even sexier than the photos he showed me."

Her body shivered as he said "flesh". She knew just what he meant, even though Rob did not of course. Then the realisation hit of exactly which set of photos he was referring to. She was livid. She had let Rob take the nudes with a promise that they were for his eyes only. She didn't show it. Instead, she smiled sweetly and said, "Thanks Steve. Glass of red?" gesturing to the open bottle.

Once the bottle was done, Jemma stood and said, "Right, I will leave you two to it. This girl needs her sleep," and she tottered up the stairs, feeling their eyes on her.

She stripped off after brushing her teeth and lay face down on the covers with her legs slightly apart, waiting for Rob.

She was asleep once again when he came up the stairs. She was woken to the sensation of a finger gently teasing her pussy lips apart, sliding through the wetness that was already there. She pretended to be asleep even as she got wetter and the finger was joined by a second, both pushing in and out of her just as she liked it.

She heard a whisper from behind, "I know you're awake," and she felt him lift her hips, exposing her pussy to him. She could feel his cock as he rubbed the tip up and down through her lips a few times, coating his cock in her juices. He pushed in slowly pausing only when his balls were against her clit. After a few seconds, he started to move, long strokes that made the bed creak. Her hands grabbed at the sheet, "Ah fuck that feels so good!"

He leaned down to her ear and whispered, "Will your husband mind that I am about to knock you up?" She shivered and started rubbing her clit.

"Ah yes. Fucking ah. Yes! Fill my pussy!" He moaned, pushed in deep, and spurted several hard ropes against her cervix. She felt each one. After a minute, he pulled out and lay next to her. She chuckled, "Why does that turn us both on so much Rob. I swear, I came so hard when you whispered that in my ear."

She noticed that she could hear Steve downstairs moving around and realised that he almost certainly would have heard them.

She waited until it was quiet downstairs and while Rob snored, she walked down to the kitchen to grab some water. Ignoring the sounds of him standing she walked into the kitchen, opened the fridge door and pretended to look for something in the bottom drawer.

Steve stood behind her, "Well that's a sight for sore eyes!"

She stood up and covered her boobs with her arm and her pussy with her hand, "You're meant to be asleep!" She hissed.

He stood still staring and said, "Well I was until you came so fucking loudly. Now I am too turned on to sleep."

She stared at him unblinking for a minute. He stared back with his eyes meeting hers.

She dropped her hands, "Fine. You can use me as inspiration but no touching. I'm not cheating on Rob."

He dropped his shorts. His cock was slim but very long. It got her attention and he smiled as he saw her reaction. He started to stroke it, using his precum as lube.

She sat on a kitchen chair with her legs open and started rubbing her clit.

He moved closer between her legs.

"I mean it Steve. No touching. Only looking, okay?"

He nodded and carried on stroking. His first spurts hit her mouth. Her lips were parted just enough for her to taste him. He aimed lower, covering both nipples and the final weak shots hit her hand and pussy.

She grabbed a paper towel off the table and handed it to him, then took one for herself to clean up. Without saying anything, she walked upstairs, leaving him in the kitchen.

Rob was waiting, "Well?"

"I let him come on me and I wiped it off. You're right. His cock is really long!"

"Tell me you cleaned him with your mouth?"

She smiled, "You really are a perv. No. He cleaned himself. Some of his cum shot into my mouth anyway." She noticed his cock getting hard as she said it and she grabbed it with her hand, "Sleep now. We can play tomorrow." She kissed him on the mouth so he could taste what was left of Steve's cum and lay next to him.

After five minutes they were both asleep.

At 8am, he shook her awake. "He is up downstairs if you want to offer him some," he paused, looked at her with a smile and continued, "breakfast?"

Jemma stretched, got out of bed naked and padded downstairs. He was dressed in his boxers and sipping coffee on the sofa when she walked in.

She sat down opposite him as if she wasn't fully naked and said, "Good morning, Steve. Did you sleep okay?"

Steve nodded, dropped his boxers then walked over to her, rubbing his already hard cock. He stopped with his dick close to her face and said, "Don't I get a kiss good morning."

He touched the tip of his cock to her lips as she looked him in the eye and she planted a wet open-mouthed kiss on his tip, then pulled back, saying "Too much!"

She stood, brushed her arm on his dick as she walked past him and said, "Rob told me to make your breakfast. How do you like your eggs?"

He called after her, "Fertilised of course." Rob had clearly told him they were trying for a baby too. She wondered if they had any secrets from Steve at all.

He was behind her when she bent down to get the eggs from the fridge and he took the opportunity to rub his hard cock up and down through her lips. She hated that she was so wet.

She jolted upright and said, "I said no touching. Not, please will you rub your lovely hard cock on my pussy lips Steve," but she was smiling. They both watched a drop of precum slide off the end of his cock onto the floor.

She turned back to the fridge. This time he slid into her. He was thinner than Rob, but still stretched her just that bit. He got halfway before she pulled off him and said, "You really don't listen much do you. Did you hear me say, 'Please fuck my wet pussy with your lovely long cock and put your spunky precum in my little fertile pussy'? I am pretty sure I didn't say that."

Steve looked at her and said, "No, but your very wet pussy sure seemed to be saying that." She ignored him and bent over once again to get the eggs. She didn't stop him as he slid all the way in, the head pressing her cervix, his balls just about an inch from her clit. He was deeper than Rob had ever been.

She turned to him, "I guess you aren't all the way in so that's kind of okay." She let him have three good thrusts, the wet sound loud in the kitchen, before she pulled off him. "Fucking hell Steve. Did I say 'Please fuck me hard, make me cum and then spray my fertile cunt with all your jism to knock me up while my hubby is just upstairs'?"

He slid back in and said, "I think you just did." And he started to thrust harder. She held the fridge door for support as he fucked her, each stroke just tapping on her cervix. When she heard his breathing change, she spun around, dropped to her knees, and took him into her mouth.

The first spurt hit her tongue and she swallowed it, then the next, and the next, finally licking him clean once he was finished. Once she had, she said, "Well I just had my breakfast. You can make your own fucking eggs!"

She walked up the stairs laughing to herself.

Rob was waiting for her with his cock in his hand, "I could hear every word. Tell me he came inside you!"

She nodded, then chuckled, "Well he came in my mouth anyway. I need your swimmers to get to my egg. Not his. No matter how much that turns you on to think about it."

She pushed him back on the bed and straddled his cock, taking him in easily and said loudly enough for Steve to hear, "Now please fuck me hard, make me cum and then spray my fertile cunt with all your jism to knock me up while your best friend is just downstairs."

When he came, she came loudly too, "Ah fuck Rob. I love your cock and all that lovely warm spunk. Fill my pussy. Yes! Yes! Yes!"

She rolled off him and went to shower. Both men were dressed downstairs and eating breakfast when she came down dressed to go out. She kissed Rob goodbye, then kissed Steve on the lips with her lips slightly parted saying, "Thanks for my breakfast, Steve. It was a pleasure getting to know you on this trip."

Rob laughed, "Bloody hell Jemma. Lovely speech but he is staying over tonight too, you know?"

That night, Steve had a dinner so Rob and Jemma had a night in. By 9pm, she dragged Rob up the stairs. They both stripped off as soon as they got the bedroom. She pushed Rob so that he fell backwards on the bed, then crawled up the bed to engulf his cock in her mouth. She sucked him in deep, feeling him harden inside her mouth, then reached down to gently squeeze his balls, "These feel lovely and full. Reckon you will knock me up tonight!"

She felt him twitch at her words and pulled off his cock with a pop. She continued up his body and kissed him as with her hand she held his cock upright and sank down on to him, feeling his cock stretching her pussy just as she loved it. She started to ride him with long slow strokes, but he was impatient and rolled her onto her back while he stayed buried in her.

His strokes were urgent, the bedframe rattled against the wall each time he bottomed out in her and when he came, he held his cock as deep as he could, firing his spurts deep inside her.

He rolled off her and they were both asleep quickly after. They both were woken by the front door closing. After a few minutes of silence, Jemma turned to Rob and said, "I'll just go see if he needs anything." then winked at Rob as she walked out of their room, still naked.

What she didn't expect was to see Steve kissing a woman on their sofa as she walked in. The lady was naked, with pierced nipples. A pair of Louboutin shoes lay discarded on the floor. As they broke apart, Jemma recognised her as the Head of Trading from Stratton, "Oh fuck. Hi Mrs Holt. Sorry. I thought Steve was alone down here. I'll go"

Debs turned to her and said, "No need Jemma. We are looking at each other's naked bodies and both of us are with a man who is neither of ours' husband. You should call me Debs here." She stood, walked over to Jemma and kissed her while cupping Jemma's heavy boobs, then pulled her to the sofa and got Jemma to sit. She licked Jemma's pussy and swallowed the cum she collected, then pulled back saying, "Nice full pussy load of spunk there. You have just solved my dilemma. You see I promised my hubby I wouldn't let anyone come in me after my last scare and I really want to try out Steve's lovely long cock. I needed a CC and now I have one. You! Stay right there."

When Jemma went to say something, she got as far as, "What is a CC?" before Debs put her finger on Jemma's lips and said, "Cum Catcher of course. Now don't say anything. Do as you are told and just sit there until I call you in."

With that, Debs turned around and slowly lowered her pussy onto Steve's cock, "Ah fuck, so deep even with this angle!" She pulled off him then went on all fours on the floor, then looked at Jemma and said, "Join me, CC," patting the carpet next to her. Steve pushed into Debs from behind. She struggled to accommodate his full length and gasped as he bottomed out. He started to thrust harder and harder and Debs reminded him, "Make sure you blast all your spunk into my CC and not me, okay?"

Despite the reminder his first spurt came as he was halfway out of Debs' pussy. He pinched the end of his cock and slammed into Jemma, unleashing five heavy spurts deep within her, then carried on fucking her with each stroke of his cock pulling out some of Rob's load. He didn't come again and when he pulled out, Debs cleaned his cock with her mouth then licked the cum from the outside of Jemma's pussy. Holding their combined juices in her mouth she kissed Jemma and transferred them to her. Jemma swallowed them then licked her lips.

Jemma stood up, shook her head in disbelief, muttered, "CC!" then wished them a good night. She chuckled as she went upstairs to Rob.

"Let me see it," was all he said.

She lay back on the bed, legs open and knees up, then pulled her pussy lips apart.

Rob looked at her pussy as Steve's load started to drip out. Using his fingers, Rob pushed the cum that was seeping out back inside, "That should do the job. You see Jems honey? This is much more fun than artificial insemination!"

She grinned and said, "His long cock did feel amazing. I just wish your swimmers would do it instead my love."

The next morning, they heard Debs downstairs, "Fuck Steve. I gave you a CC to use. How do I have your spunk dripping out of my cunt now? For fuck's sake! Get her down here now to lick it out."