Your wife's old friends

• Jasmine takes another slow sip of her beer and comments neutrally on how long you’ve been married. “Fifteen years… that’s a long time.”

• She sets the bottle down and looks at you with mild curiosity. “Do you two have kids?”

• She asks how old your daughter is. “And who does she look like more? You or Sarah?”

• She drinks again, watching your reaction carefully. “Are you happy in your marriage with Sarah?”

• She listens to your answer and gives a short, non-committal comment, then leans back in her chair. “I’m really glad Marcus and I decided to drop by. We used to be a very tight group back in college.”

• She tilts her head slightly. “Did Sarah ever tell you about our little company?”

• When you say she never mentioned it, Jasmine lets out a bright, amused laugh. “Yeah… that doesn’t surprise me at all, considering the role she played in it.”

• She finishes her bottle and asks you to get her another one from the fridge.

• Jasmine takes a long drink, still smiling, and answers casually: “Your wife was a very… loving girl in college. She was in our group for one simple reason — anyone could fuck her whenever and however they wanted.”

• If you look doubtful, she adds with a soft laugh: “Half the campus got a turn with her, honey. Not just our group.”

• She takes another sip and glances toward the hallway. “By the way… doesn’t it seem like Sarah and Marcus have been gone for quite a while?”

• She winks at you. “I’d bet money he’s already got her bent over and stuffed full of cock in your bedroom right now.”

• If you hesitate or look sceptical, Jasmine leans forward with a playful but sharp smile. “Want to make a bet? We go upstairs. If Marcus is fucking your wife, you owe me a wish. If he’s not — I owe you one.”

• The two of you go upstairs. The bedroom door is closed, but faint wet sounds and soft moans can be heard from inside. When you open the door, the scene hits you at once.

• Your wife Sarah is on all fours in the middle of your marital bed. Her short pink bathrobe is pushed up over her back. Her own panties are stuffed deep in her mouth, muffling her moans. Behind her stands Marcus, completely naked from the waist down, his large thick cock sliding in and out of her pussy with smooth but powerful strokes. His big hands grip her hips firmly as he pulls her back onto every thrust. Sarah is pushing back against him, clearly meeting his movements, her face flushed with a raw, desperate lust you have never seen on her before.

• Jasmine gives you a light shove in the ribs with her elbow and whispers with satisfaction: “Looks like you lost the bet, honey. You owe me a wish.”

• Sarah turns her head toward the door at the sound. Her eyes are glassy with pleasure and guilt at the same time. She blushes even harder when she sees you, but she doesn’t stop moving — she keeps sliding back onto Marcus’s thick cock, taking him deep.

If you try to intervene or start shouting, Jasmine immediately steps in front of you and delivers a hard, stinging slap across your face. “Shut the fuck up,” she says coldly. “Unless you want Marcus to break your arms, keep your mouth closed and stay quiet.”

• Then she places a firm hand on your lower back and pushes you fully into the bedroom, closing the door behind you.

• Marcus hears the footsteps behind him and turns his head toward you and Jasmine without stopping his thrusts. “Sorry, man… but I had to bury my cock in your wife. We’ve got history, you know? Old college connection.” He gives Sarah’s ass a firm slap. “You’re not against it, are you, Sarah?”

• Sarah only answers by pushing back harder onto his thick cock, taking him even deeper. A muffled, needy moan escapes around the panties stuffed in her mouth.

• Jasmine laughs low and dark. “Sit your ass in that chair and watch,” she orders, pointing at the armchair in the corner. “Shame we only came as a pair instead of the whole old crew. You’d be watching your wife get filled in every hole right now.”

• You sit down. Jasmine steps behind the chair and presses her body against your back. Through the thin red fabric of her short dress you clearly feel her hard nipples — she isn’t wearing a bra. Her hands settle on your shoulders, then slowly slide down over your chest, caressing you while her warm breath brushes your ear.

• Marcus starts fucking Sarah faster, the wet slap of skin against skin filling the bedroom. Sarah’s red hair swings with every powerful thrust.

• Jasmine’s hands keep moving lower. She unzips your pants, reaches inside and pulls your cock out. Her soft fingers wrap around it and start stroking slowly, deliberately. “Look at your wife,” she whispers. “Look how she’s taking that fat cock.”

• She keeps jerking you until you’re fully hard, then calls out to Sarah without stopping her hand: “Sarah, baby… look at your husband. He’s rock hard watching you get fucked.”

• Marcus winds Sarah’s long red hair around his fist and starts pounding her pussy with brutal force. Sarah’s whole body shudders as she cums hard around his cock, but he doesn’t slow down for a second.

• after Sarah finished first fine Jasmine suddenly lets go of your cock and walks around the chair to stand in front of you. “Time to pay up for that lost bet.”

• She lifts the hem of her tiny red dress. She isn't wearing any panties. Her smooth pussy is already glistening. She climbs onto the chair above you, positioning herself so that her pussy is right in front of your face. She grabs your hair, pressing your mouth against her wet lips. “Lick my pussy. Now, fucking cuckold”

• You start licking. Jasmine grinds her pussy against your tongue while Marcus continues fucking your wife harder and harder, his breathing growing ragged. You can hear how close he is.

• When Marcus finally growls and empties himself deep inside Sarah’s pussy, Jasmine yanks your head back by the hair so you’re forced to watch. Thick white cum starts leaking out around Marcus’s cock as he slowly pulls out.

• Marcus laughs, still catching his breath. “Sarah always did love taking loads. Didn’t you, slut?” He smacks her ass again. “Remember the graduation party? How we filled every one of your holes until you were dripping?”

• Jasmine chuckles from above you. “Speaking of the graduation party… did you know that nine months after that night, Sarah gave birth to a daughter?”

• Marcus’s eyebrows shoot up. He lets out a rough laugh. “Well shit… timing’s interesting, isn’t it?”

• Marcus pulls his still-hard cock completely out of Sarah. A thick stream of his cum immediately pours from her used pussy and runs down her inner thighs. The panties are still stuffed in her mouth.

• Jasmine climbs off the chair and points at the bed. “Lie on your back. Right there.”

• When you obey, she looks at Sarah. “You know what to do.”

• Sarah obediently swings one leg over your head and lowers her cum-filled pussy onto your face. Warm, thick mixture of Marcus’s cum and her own juices immediately floods your mouth.

• Marcus’s voice is calm and commanding: “Clean your wife up.”

• While you lick and suck the cum from Sarah’s pussy, Jasmine drops to her knees in front of Marcus and takes his half-hard cock into her mouth, sucking him back to full hardness with skilled, wet movements. It doesn’t take long before he’s completely hard again.

• Jasmine pulls off his cock with a wet pop, then spreads Sarah’s ass cheeks wide with both hands. She leans in and drags her tongue slowly over Sarah’s tight little hole, coating it with spit.

• Marcus presses the thick head of his cock against Sarah’s spit-slicked anus. “Fuck… still so tight. You never let your husband fuck this ass, do you?”

• Sarah shakes her head, moaning around the panties.

• Marcus laughs. “Jesus, man… your little slut won’t even let you have her ass. You have no idea how many cocks have already been balls-deep in this hole. Hey Sarah — why don’t you tell your husband how at the graduation party you took two cocks in your ass at the same time?”

• He pushes forward slowly but relentlessly until his entire length is buried in her ass. Then he starts fucking her with deep, powerful strokes while you continue licking her pussy below. Cum and spit drip down from her stretched hole onto your tongue.

• Jasmine climbs onto the bed in front of Sarah, yanks the panties out of her mouth and immediately grinds her wet pussy against Sarah’s face. “Lick me. Properly.”

• Marcus starts railing Sarah’s ass hard. Every thrust forces more slick from her hole down onto your tongue. He looks down at you between thrusts. “How does my cum taste mixed with your wife’s ass, huh?”

• Jasmine laughs. “Give him a proper taste from the source.”

• Marcus pulls out of Sarah’s ass and shoves his cock straight into your mouth, fucking your throat for a full minute while Sarah continues eating Jasmine’s pussy. Then he pulls out and drives back into Sarah’s ass. He switches several times — your throat, then Sarah’s hole, then your throat again.

• Sarah can’t take it anymore and starts cumming hard, her body shaking. She briefly pulls away from Jasmine’s pussy in the middle of her orgasm.

• Jasmine immediately slaps her hard across the face. “Don’t you dare stop, slut.”

• Marcus pounds Sarah’s ass ruthlessly while you keep licking her dripping pussy. Jasmine finally cums with a sharp cry, grinding hard against Sarah’s tongue. At the exact same moment Marcus roars and empties another thick load deep into Sarah’s ass.

• He pulls out. Cum immediately begins leaking from her stretched hole.

• Sarah shifts her weight and sits fully on your face, pressing her used ass against your mouth. You lick every drop of cum from her hole while Marcus and Jasmine catch their breath above you.

• Marcus chuckles. “Sarah hasn’t changed one bit. Still the same dirty little whore. And she found herself a perfect little faggot husband to match.”

• When Sarah’s ass is clean, she climbs off your face. Marcus grabs her by the hair and pulls her off the bed onto her knees. “Lick my ass.”

• Sarah obediently presses her face between his cheeks and starts tonguing his hole.

• Jasmine stretches and looks down at you. “I want my ass cleaned too. It’s so dirty after that long drive…”

• She gets on all fours on the bed and looks back at you over her shoulder. “Get over here and lick my asshole.”

• You crawl behind her. Her hole is slightly sweaty and not perfectly clean. You start licking. Jasmine moans softly and pushes back against your tongue.

• Marcus’s cock is hard again. You feel him move behind you, forcing your knees wider apart with his hands. The thick head of his cock presses against your own hole while you continue eating Jasmine’s ass and Sarah continues eating his.

• Marcus looks down at Sarah. “Ask me nicely to fuck your husband’s tight little ass.”

• Sarah, still licking his hole, obeys in a shaky voice. Jasmine laughs.

• Marcus starts pushing into you. Your hole stretches painfully around his thick cock. “Fuck… way tighter than your wife’s,” he growls.

• He sinks all the way in, pauses for a second, then starts fucking your ass with deep, steady strokes. Jasmine rubs her clit faster and faster, pressing her ass harder against your face. “I’m gonna cum again…”

• She cums with a long moan and collapses onto the mattress. Marcus keeps pounding your ass. Jasmine recovers, then gets up, walks over to you and orders: “Open your mouth.”

• She spits a thick wad of saliva straight onto your tongue, then climbs off the bed, sits in the armchair and lights a cigarette, watching with calm interest.

• Marcus grabs your hips and starts slamming into you harder and harder until he finally buries himself to the hilt and cums deep inside your ass with a low groan.

• He pulls out. Cum immediately begins leaking from your stretched hole.

• Marcus looks at Sarah and points at your ass. “Clean him up. Lick every drop of my cum out of your husband’s hole.”