Erin loves her husband but Trevor can be so goddamn exhausting. When her friend Kate visits, however, she gets some relief. The attention Trevor gives Kate would worry many wives. In Kate’s presence, it’s as if Erin disappears but she quite likes being a ghost— present but not forced to engage, a witness but not a participant. There is peace in this.
On top of all that, Erin enjoys watching Trevor stumble; his flirts ignored; the fake niceties Kate puts on to humor her friend’s husband; the empty smiles; robotic nods; forced laughs. Erin eats all that shit up. Trevor is oblivious to Kate’s polite rejections and Erin loves seeing his lame come-ons fail and fail and fail.
Until they don’t.
Maybe it is the wine or Kate’s recent stress or maybe Trevor’s relentless flirting finally came to fruition. All it takes is a look and a touch for Erin’s game of Watch Trevor Fail to come tumbling down.
Erin wasn’t paying attention. She doesn’t know how it came to this. She’s still a ghost. Still just a watcher. But the scene before her has drastically changed.
Kate’s palm on Trevor’s face and a laugh that came from her belly. Simple gestures but atomic bombs. Fortune tellers. From this moment on, everything changes.
Trevor, that fucker, knows it too. He pulls Kate closer to him and whispers, his palms on her hips. Again, palms. Oh fuck, the intimacy of palms.
Kate giggles softly . . . sweetly. . . and as Trevor’s mouth sinks down into her neck, he claims his hard-fought prize.
Kate turns her head to Erin, who will never forget the look on Kate’s face. Hungry lips parted, dreamy eyes lost in pleasure, but eyebrows raised in Erin’s direction as if to say, “Is this ok?”
The ghost is gone as is time, sense, rules. Everything is very present, immediate, and Erin nods at Kate with an emphatic yes. Fuck yes. Do it. Blow it all up.
Kate smiles at Erin before grabbing Trevor’s face and pulling his mouth to hers. Erin watches as the lips of her husband and the lips of her friend hook up and create space for their tongues to fuck. What in the hell is happening?
Palms against faces become palms against khaki bulges and tight-clothed tits. Giggles become moans. And Erin’s dry panties become Erin’s ungodly wet panties. WHAT IS HAPPENING?!?!
Trevor grabs Kate’s hand and leads her to the bedroom. As they pass Erin, frozen and wetly watching, Trevor grabs his wife with the other hand and brings both women into his bedroom like a goddamn king.
Erin is genuinely aroused by the balls on this man. Which is how she thinks of him. This man. He feels like a stranger and she likes that shit.
Trevor throws Kate to the bed like a horny-ass caveman. Then he puts his hand on Erin’s back like he’s about to push her ass down too.
“Don’t,” Erin finally speaks. Trevor is like, fuck maybe I took this caveman stuff too far but then Erin continues, “I think I just want to watch.”
Trevor is relieved but drops the caveman shit anyway cause it’s weird, then he crawls coolly into bed with Kate.
Just as he lies down, ready to fuck his wife’s horny friend before her very eyes, Kate lifts up and grabs Erin’s hand.
“Please,” Kate says to her smiling, “at least watch from the bed. I want to feel you against me.”
Kate’s palm is pressed deeply into Erin’s palm. It’s warm and soft, which makes Erin think of how Kate is also warm and soft but my god she hopes her husband fucks this bitch so very hard.
Erin smiles back and joins them on the bed. She spoons Kate, enjoying the warmth of her friend’s body as Kate and Trevor kiss again. Erin stares at their faces mashing. Her friend’s mouth that has told her many dark sexy secrets. Her husband’s mouth that has told her lots of dumb husband stuff. And here they meet, mouth-fucking each other, the wet smacking sounds reminding Erin of her lonely fingers digging into her own pussy on this very bed. Erin was always most aroused when she was alone but suddenly a new desire washes over her.
Erin reaches out and slides her hand down Kate’s shorts, then between her legs. Erin’s palm presses deeply into Kate’s pussy, making her break the kiss with Trevor. Kate moans and turns her head to Erin.
The friends stare at each other for a moment then kiss deeply. Erin slides her fingers into Kate’s wet pussy with the same ease her tongue penetrates the sloppy wet lips on Kate’s horny face.
As they mouth at each other, Erin thinks of all the dicks she knows Kate has sucked. She thinks of all the dicks Kate probably hasn’t told her about too. Erin feels like she’s kissing all those dicks at once and the only thing that freaks her out is how much she loves it.
While the girls kiss, Trevor has gotten completely naked. He’s the first one fully nude and wonders if he rushed it. Such a Trevor move.
As Erin is thinking about the countless dick Kate has swallowed, she tastes the faint hint of her husband’s kiss on Kate’s lips and suddenly wants to add another cock to Kate’s dick-sucking list.
“Use me,” Kate whispers to her like she can read minds.
Erin grabs Kate’s head with both hands, her fingers tucked into Kate’s mouth, and aggressively offers her pal’s face to her spouse.
“Trevor, I want you to fuck this mouth.”
Now stoked that he’s already gotten naked, Trevor wastes no time mounting Kate’s face. Erin never removes her hands from Kate’s head as Trevor dips his dick fully into her throat and back out.
“Like this, baby?”
“Yes, Trevor. Fuck her face good.”
Trevor begins humping Kate’s face as Erin watches inches away from the insertion. Sweet Kate never gags nor flinches. She takes that dick like a cock-hungry hero.
“Stop!” Erin commands forcefully.
Trevor stops.
Erin turns Kate’s face to hers and the two kiss again. Goddamn, her husband’s cock tastes better on the mouth of another, and watching Kate eat dick made kissing her even hotter.
“More,” Erin orders, once again offering their guest’s mouth to her husband, who wastes no time dicking that face again.
Kate and Trevor moan in unison.
“Don’t you fucking cum in her mouth, Trevor.”
MotherFUCK, thinks Trevor, who can now think of nothing but cumming in Kate’s mouth.
He yanks out quickly and again Erin goes in for that dick-marinated kiss.
Trevor begins undressing both of the girls, who don’t make it easy on him. When he finally gets both of their panties off, the girls waste no time going at it harder.
Erin climbs on top of Kate and grinds her pussy to pussy. Trevor puts his face down there and does his best to lick them both. At one point, Trevor gets his head between them as Erin lifts up, then his face is immediately smashed between two sloppy wet pussies.
Trevor struggles to breathe and instantly thinks to himself, fuck I’m going to die. Having his head engulfed in pussy isn’t something he fully imagined and it is a thousand times greater than he dreamed. If I die, so be it, he thinks. This is the single greatest day of my life. He wished every goddamn person he’s ever known could see him now. Well, maybe not his parents. But all his friends for sure.
“Trevor, I can’t get into her pussy deep enough,” Erin whines. “Use your dick, baby.”
He’d never heard his wife sound so desperate and horny. Making her proud is now the only thing he wants.
Trevor plunges his cock deep into Kate’s hot core, the first pussy he’s had, besides his wife’s, in years. He fucks her full, firm, and forcefully. All the way in. All the way out. Plunge. Plunge. Plunge. He’s in good pussy heaven.
“Now me,” Erin begs. “Put her into me!”
Without missing a beat, Trevor pulls out of Kate’s pussy and into Erin’s pussy as the girls mouth each other’s faces and tits.
Trevor now fucks Erin full, firm, and forcefully. All the way in. All the way out. Plunge. Plunge. Plunge. His wife’s pussy feels better than ever.
“Now put me in her, Trevor! Mix our pussies, you fuck!”
Trevor fucks Kate even harder than he did the first time. He knows he’s going to cum. There’s no holding back and so he just fucks deeper and faster and cries out his favorite thing to yell when he’s cumming.
“He’s cumming! He’s cumming!”
Erin is slightly embarrassed Trevor did the “he’s cumming” bit in front of her friend, but she is more mortified about what could come next. Erin kisses her husband before he says more awkward shit and makes those weird noises he does when he climaxes.
Erin holds Trevor’s head as he unleashes blasts of his cum inside her friend. Trevor is cumming too hard to speak so his wife speaks for him as he continues to fuck Kate as best he can.
“Kate. Oh fuck, Kate. He’s cumming so hard for you. I’ve never seen him cum this hard. You did this to him, Kate. He’s been dying to fuck you for years. Oh fuck, Kate. He’s crying. Your pussy brought this grown man to tears. My pussy has never done this to him. Only yours. Only you have made my husband cum cry.”
Trevor has given her all he has and collapses on the bed next to them.
“Fuck that is hot,” Kate finally speaks. “I was so close to cumming too. Erin, can you please come eat the crybaby’s cum out of me and finish what your husband couldn’t?”
“Lol I love when you’re an asshole,” Erin replies, positioning her face between Kate’s legs.
Erin looks into her friend’s freshly fucked hole. It is glistening in Trevor’s cum. A thick glob is oozing out slowly. Her husband’s load has never looked so delicious. She feels bad for not appreciating his thick and plentiful nut before this moment. Erin sticks out her tongue and catches the hearty cumwad as it rolls down Kate’s ass. She keeps licking up and buries her face deep into her friend’s cock-blasted pink pocket, eating Kate’s pussy with buffet-style hunger.
Erin growls. She’s never growled but she goddamn growls and gropes Kate’s ass, pushing her pussy into harder kisses. Deeper breaths. Faster licks. Flick flick flicking Kate’s clit with the tip of her tongue. Two fingers in. Three. Fingering and flicking and fucking her friend, Erin works that pussy just like she’s prayed someone would work hers. Kate’s left leg quivers spastically and Erin knows she’s about to break, she knows this bitch is gonna crack so she digs digs digs eats eats eats until . . Kate. Shatters. Apart.
Kate’s convulsing pussy makes even more of Trevor’s cum seep out. His seed has never tasted better and for the first time in forever Erin is proud of her husband.
She looks up lovingly at Trevor, who is in fucking awe of what he just witnessed. He gives Erin two thumbs up and a shit-eating grin. Such a Trevor move. But goddammit if she doesn’t love this idiot.
Erin stands up on the bed in a victorious pose over continuously cumming Kate.
“I guess it’s your turn, eh wife?”
“Which one of you fuckers is gonna give it to me?”
Suddenly Erin’s mouth goes agape. Her knees buckle. She’s speechless. Like a movie where the hero gets too cocky in celebration and is stabbed surprisingly by a fallen foe, Erin got what was coming to her.
Trevor looks down to find Kate’s fist jammed up Erin’s center, forearm deep into that good pussy. Erin didn’t need to look. She knew. She feels every finger. Every goddamn knuckle.
Kate punches up. And up. And up and up and up. At one point Erin’s feet are off the fucking ground. Trevor has never referred to his wife as the B-word before but he couldn’t help mutter aloud.
“This bitch gettin’ fisted.”
It isn’t even a proper sentence and he doesn’t care. All rules are off when your wife is being pussy-punched in half by her bestie full of your cum. All rules are off when you are having the fuck sesh of a lifetime. All rules are off when this bitch gettin’ fisted.
Erin, who earlier felt like a ghost, now feels exceptionally alive. Every nerve in her body shatters as she erupts on the end of Kate’s small but mighty fist.
Have you ever seen your wife orgasm so mind-bogglingly hard that it makes you fall in love with her all over again? Trevor just did and his diamond-hard dick is proof. It’s like a boner reborn. Trevor’s dick has fucked Erin countless times but Trevor’s dick has never fucked THIS Erin— the post-fisted, post-threesome, post-eating-her-husband’s-cum-out-of-her-friend’s-pussy Erin. This was a brand new Erin. This was a brand new boner.
Too bad, bro. Erin’s pussy is goddamn destroyed. Not forever but definitely for the immediate future as she crashes from the sky to the floor like a fallen fisted angel.
One thing remains lifted triumphantly to the heavens. Kate’s glistening, pussy drenched fist.
“Your wife doesn’t have a pussy anymore,” Kate says with horny eyes.
Trevor is terrified and turnt the fuck on.
“This is your wife’s pussy now,” Kate says as she lowers her pussy-murdering fist and offers it to Trevor. “Fuck Erin’s new pussy.”
Trevor mounts Kate’s creamy, clenched fist and pushes his cock in. Kate’s grip is so tight, it feels like the tightest pussy in the world.
She doesn’t jack him off. She holds her fist perfectly still, making Trevor hump it.
“Do you like your wife’s new pussy?”
Kate seems deranged with sexual power.
“I do. Her pussy has never felt better,” Trevor says fucking Kate’s grip.
“Tell her. Tell her how much you love her new pussy.”
“Erin, your new pussy is so fucking great. Oh goddamn, Erin, it’s a thousand times better than your old pussy. Erin, shit!” Trevor moans as he fucks and fucks and fucks Kate’s fist.
Kate doesn’t need Trevor to tell her that he’s about to cum. She feels it in the twitches of his pulsating rod.
“Cum in Erin’s new tight pussy or cum in my old slutty mouth?”
“Your old slutty mouth,” Trevor says in a hurry.
Kate removes her fist, slips her mouth over Trevor’s brand new boner, and selfishly sucks his dick. Trevor erupts almost instantly inside her pretty face. Kate doesn’t save nor savor his cum, she gulps it down in thirsty swallows. She pulls it right into her belly and keeps on drinking till the dick is dry.
Like it began, Erin watches them from afar, her pussy broken and throbbing, her heart pounding, restored with a newfound love for Trevor and sweet Kate.
“Are you fuckers finished,” Erin says from the floor. “I don’t know if I can walk but I definitely want some Mexican food.”
Kate pulls Trevor’s drained dick from her mouth, wipes her lips, and says, “Yeah, babe. Great idea. Do you need an ice pack?”
“I think maybe a quick warm bath would be better,” Erin replies. “Or maybe just all the tequila in the world.”
“Yes, bitch! Margaritas sound delicious. C’mon let’s go.”
“I think I’m gonna need a wheelchair. Trevor, baby, don’t we have one in the garage from when you fell off the ladder? Trevor? Honey, are you ok?”
A single tear runs down Trevor’s cheek.
