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Rodd's Friend's Tale #3 - Tom's friend cums to vis
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Rodd's Friend's Tale III
(My wife and I met "Tom" when we were looking for a third to make
up a trio. It turns out that in the 1970's, he spent the first
ten years of his career life as a professional photographer.
We discovered that he and his ex-wife were typical of those
free-wheeling 70's. Hope you enjoy some of the experiences he
has shared with me.)
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JENNIFER RELIEVES MY BEST FRIEND
Jennifer and I had only been married for about four months, when
my best friend Brent came to visit. He'd spent the last six months
in Army training and was anxious to get out into the real world and
have some fun before going back to camp. This was the first time
he'd met Jennifer, and when she answered the door in her shorts
and tank top t-shirt (exposing her long, luscious legs and about
half her tits), I could tell by the bulge in his pants that Brent
was impressed with my choice of a wife.
We sat around the house and talked, ate lunch, and consumed a few
quarts of beer. He really enjoyed Jennifer's company - especially
when he found out that he could talk in rather risque terms and she'd
respond in a similar way. After a while, we all decided to head down
to the local bar. Jennifer pardoned herself to change clothes before
going and "carelessly" left the bedroom door partly open while she
slipped out of her shorts and into a short skirt. There wasn't much
to see really - only a skimpy pair of bikini panties - but what a
marvelous view we both had of her tight butt and slim thighs.
When we got to the bar, Brent ordered a round of Tequila shooters,
and we three quickly splashed them down. He ordered a couple more
rounds each, and while he and I played a little pool, Jennifer watched
and sloshed down about three of the deadly drinks. The conversation
started getting pretty raunchy after awhile. Brent and I were both
half drunk, but Jennifer was totally plastered. Brent would casually
mention what a nice ass a gal at the bar had, and Jennifer would
reply, "Yeah, but I bet her cunt isn't as hot as mine". At one point,
with Jennifer sitting between us, we got her into an uncontrolled
laughing fit when we took the arm holes of her tank top and pulled
them in so both of her young, firm, 19 year old tits were on display.
To top it off, Brent put his finger in his Tequila glass, then put a
drop of the liquid right on Jennifer's large, pink nipple, and then
I followed. When we'd gotten both nipples wet, we took a bite of lime
and then sucked the Tequila off Jennifer's nipples. What a gourmet
treat! Hidden in her girlish laughter, I could tell that she was
getting very aroused.
My first thought was to dump Brent and take Jennifer back home and
fuck her, but it didn't work out quite like that. Jennifer
straightened her clothes, and we all three walked back to the
apartment together. Once inside, Jennifer announced that she had
to piss! Half way to the bathroom, she whipped off her skirt and
walked the rest of the way wearing only her panties and t-shirt.
Both Brent and I got a marvelous view of her cute tush, but there
was more to come.
Once she got into the bathroom, she turned around facing us, lowered
her underwear (exposing her full, dark bush), squatted on the toilet,
and proceeded to take a long and noisy piss. Brent make a funny
comment about it, and Jennifer replied that she may be drunk, but
at least SHE can hit the toilet with her pee. Taking it as a
challenge, Brent and I replied that even drunk, we can hit the toilet
without hitting the seat. At that, Jennifer replied, "Oh yeah!
Prove it!"
At that point, she stood up, stepped out of her panties and pointed
to our target. We were both quick in unzipping our pants and hauling
out our cocks. We both had full bladders, but Brent offered to let
me go first. I took my position with Jennifer beside me and proceeded
to piss. Needless to say, only about 50% of my liquid hit its mark.
The tequila had definitely messed up my aiming ability. After my
attempt, Jennifer told Brent to try. He stood next to Jennifer with
his uncircumcised penis in his hand and let loose a big stream of
the hot liquid. His aim was no better than mine, and he ended up
splashing half his juice onto the seat as Jennifer had predicted
he would. She gave Brent a failing score, then reached over, took
hold of his penis, and gave it the few last shakes. Not only did
Jennifer free the few last drops of piss from his penis, she also
started to free Brent's glans from his foreskin. Within a matter
of a few seconds, Brent's before hidden cock head was totally
exposed and his shaft was beginning to become rigid.
Standing there in the bathroom, wearing only her tank top, Jennifer
mimicked a little girl, as she put one finger up to her lip with
a "What's this" look on her face as her other hand held on to Brent's
quickly hardening cock. She looked over at me and noticed that
my own cock was starting to stiffen. A devilish look came across
her face as she said, "You guys are lousy at aiming at a toilet. You
think you're any better if you had a different target?"
With that, she let go of Brent's hard-on and started walking out of
the room whipping off her t shirt in one graceful motion. Brent
and I followed, removing our clothes as we walked. As she walked
thru the living room, she grabbed a pillow off the sofa and then
continued into the kitchen. She walked up to the kitchen table,
tossed down the pillow, and turned around to face us. Although
Jennifer and I had known and fucked each other for over eight months
now, I was still turned on by the sight of my young and attractive
wife standing stark naked in front of us. Her young tits sticking
out firm and white, her slim body exposed with her rib cage and flat
tummy obvious, her long and slim legs joined in a mass of dark,
tangled pubic hair.
Her straight, long, dark hair hung partially in her face as she told
us, "Ok! You each have one chance to see if you can hit the mark
better than you did with the toilet" At that, she hopped up on the
table, laid back resting her head on the pillow, moved her feet wide
apart thereby separating the mass of pubic hair to reveal her sweet,
tight, 19 year old pussy. She took her fingers and opened herself
up, revealing that she had no problem lubricating. "Who's first?"
she asked. "Go ahead," I told Brent.
Brent approached Jennifer, his unsheathed cock, rigid, and pressed
flat against his tummy. Jennifer watched as he neared. He took
hold of his joint, pulled it down into entry position, and begin
to press it into Jennifer's steaming pubic mass. Her outer lips
parted easily as Brent entered her hole. I could see that happen
as the head disappeared completely. Jennifer let out a sigh, and
then Brent plunged his entire shaft into my teen-age wife. Jennifer
was uncontrollable as my best buddy pumped her young pussy. I
watched as he plunged in and out of her, his balls slapping on her
ass and his mouth sucking her hard nipples. The celibacy of Army
life must have been great, since within a few minutes, Brent's
testicles were pulling up nearly out of sight. I heard his breathing
increase, as did Jennifer's moaning. Then the spasms began, as I
could tell he was emptying himself inside Jennifer's sweet little
hole.
As his orgasm died down, he started laughing. So did Jennifer
saying, "Well, you hit that target at least." With Brent
replying, "It's been almost six months since I've tried it".
While he was talking to Jennifer, asking me questions and telling
me what a wonderful wife I had, Brent kept up a mild humping action
inside Jennifer. I guess not having had any pussy in so long, he
wasn't eager to leave her hole. I could tell that he was getting
back into it as the strength of his stroke increased, and then on
one backstroke I could see that he was hard again.
This time, he treated Jennifer to about 10 minutes of straight
humping, her cum lubricated pussy stretched wide by Brent's thick
pole. Again, the breathing increased, the spasms started, and
Brent was unleashing yet another load of semen inside her quivering
pussy. Jennifer started laughing telling him that he'd better do that
more often and that jacking off just didn't seem to take the edge off
for him.
Brent finally slid off Jennifer. His limp and wet penis, the head
retracted back inside the foreskin, made a slight popping sound as
it slipped out of Jennifer's hole. "Your turn," he said.
Jennifer smiled at me and eyed my now thick and veined erection,
the head a deep purple from all the excitement. As I approached
her open hole, I could see that it was a deep pink color with her
dark pubic hair matted down around the opening. She opened her legs
a bit wider, and I moved my penis closer to the entrance. About six
inches away, I saw a thick stream of Brent's semen quickly exiting
her vagina. Before the goo could move more than an inch from her
opening, I caught the lead edge with my cock and pushed it back inside
with my cock head and shaft following.
I went straight up to my balls on the first stroke. Although Jennifer
had the typical tight 19 year old pussy, she felt unusually loose
with all that natural lubrication Brent had squirted up there. As
I hit her cervix, she replied "Ahhhhh, you're better at hitting
pussy than you are at hitting the toilet." She pulled me toward
her and started giving me long, deep kisses.
Brent was sitting on the chair next to us, his eyes glued on Jennifer's
pussy and my cock hammering away at it. He had his own cock in his
hand and had worked up another impressive erection. Knowing that
he would want more of my wife when I got done with her was too much
to bear. I began my orgasm and added to the already abundant supply
After I was empty, I asked Brent if he'd like some more of her. It
was like a precision drill team. As soon as my limp penis cleared
her opening, Brent's hard bone slid right next to mine and into
Jennifer. She was surprised, but managed to hang onto consciousness
until Brent unleashed his third ejaculation into her over worked pussy.
After that Brent didn't just fall out, he popped out as he literally
fell off the table and landed on the floor - passed out!
I helped Jennifer up off the table. She was just about gone too,
a combination of the tequila and the exhaustive fucking. She passed
out face down on the bed, her sweet butt looking wonderful and the
inside of one leg displaying a couple of large globs of semen that
had managed to leak out of her pussy on the way to the bedroom. I
went back into the kitchen and got Brent onto the living room couch.
Then, I collapsed into the big overstuffed chair and fell asleep.
The next morning, Brent and I awoke to the smell of coffee and the
sound of breakfast cooking. We got up, still naked, and headed for
the bathroom. Jennifer was in the kitchen dressed in her robe
and was making breakfast. As Brent came out of the bathroom, Jennifer
asked him, "Is your piss aim any better this morning after all that
practice last night?" We all laughed about it over breakfast.
Afterward, Brent said that he had to get going. He took a quick
shower and got back into his uniform. I left them sitting at the
table while I took a quick shower, too. In about 10 minutes, I
returned to find Jennifer, naked once again, bent over with her
hands holding onto the kitchen counter. Brent, his army pants down
around his knees, had his hands on Jennifer's perky little butt
and was pumping away at her hole. She was moaning on each stroke.
They must have been at it for several minutes because I managed to
arrive just as Brent was squirting yet another load of semen into her.
I got another cup of coffee and watched as their orgasms subsided.
Brent popped out and pulled up his pants. As Jennifer slipped on
her robe, Brent said to me that he hoped it was ok that he had
knocked off another piece before going. He said that he might be
without a woman for another 3 or 4 months. I told him I didn't
mind at all!
As he got his stuff together, we all walked to the door laughing
and talking about all the fun we had. Jennifer gave him a big
goodbye kiss while he reached inside her robe and fondled one of
her tits. Then he was out the door and on his way back to camp.
Jennifer and I returned to the kitchen. She was doing something
at the counter, and I came up behind her and started kissing her
neck. I told her how hot it had gotten me, watching Brent fuck her,
and if she'd mind doing it with some guys other than Brent. She
thought it might be fun, that we'd have to try it sometime soon!
I slipped her robe off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor.
Removing my own pants, I bent Jennifer over at exactly the same
spot that I'd found her and Brent earlier. I spread her ass
cheeks and started to finger her pussy trying to get some of Brent's
cum to use as lubricate on my cock head. I noticed that her
normally brown tinted asshole was swollen, red, and slightly dilated.
The thick patch of black hair that encircled her backdoor was wet
and matted down. That's when I asked her if Brent had just fucked
her asshole! She laughed and said that he wanted one for the road,
but her pussy was too sore for anymore action. He was going forget
it, when Jennifer asked him if he'd mind fucking an asshole instead.
When had I walked in I had caught my best buddy giving my teen-age
wife a cum enema. Not that it was anything new to us, Jennifer and I
would usually butt fuck two or three times a week, but I sure would have
liked to have gotten a closer view of that action.
I parted Jennifer's ass cheeks and took hold of my rigid meat. I
asked Jennifer if she thought I'd have better aim with her backdoor
than with her pussy or a toilet seat. I slid into her just used
asshole with less trouble than I would have had getting into her
pussy. I guess I had Brent to thank for leaving such an ample supply
of lubrication up there. What are friends for anyway?
I've run out of time, so I'll talk to you later....
THE END
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