Barry and Dean finished playing eighteen holes, having a few wobbly pops from the beer cart girl along the way. The little blonde college girl was a hottie, with her boob-filled crop top, daisy duke shorts, and pretty smile. They had tipped well after getting to see her ass when she reached into the cart and her boobs jiggle freely when she laughed at their bad jokes.

In the clubhouse they had a few more, discussing the little blonde and then their wives. Barry complained about how his wife had no interest anymore and how his bedroom has been dead for over a year already. Dean nodded in understanding, then told him things were better than ever at his house after a similar situation.

He explained that they had a long talk and began making changes to get things exciting again, such as going to hotels, buying lingerie and a few sex toys, and doing some role-play.

“Donna gets really worked up when we pretend she comes home from fucking another guy and telling me about it,” Dean chuckled. “Gets me fucking going, too. Sometimes we talk about her being shared—two guys at once. She really likes that one.”

“No shit? You going to do it?”

“Ha, maybe one day if she really wants to. I’m up for it.”

“Phew, you are a lucky bastard to have a wife that’s still feeling it. Wish mine was interested in something. I brought it up in bed once, she nearly broke my dick jumping off of me.”

The drive to Dean’s house was full of similar conversations, ranging from the little blonde’s cute ass to their desire for more sex, and when they arrived Dean invited Barry to come in for another beer before heading home. Barry checked the time and agreed, knowing his wife wasn’t expecting him for at least another hour.

Donna heard the car pull into the driveway and checked herself in the hallway mirror. With her hair and makeup done, the new lingerie, and high-top leather boots she looked great. She was hoping Dean would find her as sexy and exciting as she felt, and had a new fantasy story to tell him. She had been horny and aroused all afternoon thinking about it, and had got herself off once reading the erotic stories she was researching. She hadn’t known so many men liked sharing their wives and watching them fuck other men, and since Dean had started talking about it she found herself in a constant state of arousal.

Donna calmed her nerves and went into the family room, kneeling on the armchair with her exposed bum facing the hallway. He would see her as soon as he walked in and giggled nervously when she heard the door open.

Dean and Barry froze in the hallway, glancing at each other and then back at Donna. Her big, firm ass was on full display, and both were hard in an instant. Dean smiled and put his finger to his lips, gesturing for Barry to stay quiet, and closed the door.

“Hello, honey,” Donna called out. “I hope you brought some company home.”

She giggled quietly as the role-play began, not realizing that Barry was there. Dean and Barry slipped their shoes off and approached Donna, with Dean putting his hands on her ass.

“You look fucking hot, my little slut.”

He had found that she enjoyed his dirty talk now, urging him to tell her how slutty she was.

“I am hot,” she replied in a sexy voice. “For some cock.”

“Yeah, you want some cock, do you?”

He took his hands away and gestured to Barry. He moved closer and grabbed her ample cheeks, giving them a squeeze.

“Yes,” she teased. “I wish you had two so I could suck you and fuck you at the same time.”

Barry couldn’t help himself and moved one hand between her thighs, running his fingers over her wet cunt, and Dean smiled and nodded.

“You’re so fucking wet, my little slut. You must really want to be shared.”

Barry slipped two fingers under the material and into her pussy, making her gasp and start moving her hips.

Oh, yes,” she moaned. “One for my pussy and one for my mouth.”

Dean slowly undressed while standing behind Barry, the sight of him fingering her pussy and rubbing her ass getting him hard as a rock.

“I want to watch someone fuck you,” he told her, tapping Barry on the shoulder. “Then fuck you after.”

“Oh, yes,” she moaned. “I want to do that, too. I want you to fuck me after another cock has been in me.”

Donna was highly aroused, by both the talk and with how his fingers felt. They seemed thicker and touched her in different places, and she wondered if her imagination was playing tricks on her.

Dean put his hand on her head, pushing her forehead into the chair, and Barry reluctantly slipped his fingers out and stepped back. Dean took his place, pulling the material aside to expose her juicy pout, and stuck his thumb into her. His finger rubbed against her clit while the thumb fucked her.

“Here’s a little cock for you,” he growled.

“Ooh, something bigger would be better,” she replied with a giggle.

Barry undressed quietly, staying behind her, and stroked his erect cock. He was horny as hell and wanted to try Donna’s fat pussy. Dean motioned with his head for him to come closer, until he was right behind her with his swollen cock in hand.

“Two cocks, baby. You really want two cocks?”

“Oh, yes,” she panted, close to orgasm from the hand manipulating her pussy. “I want to get fucked good by two cocks.”

He nodded at Barry and removed his hand from her pussy, leaving her on the verge of orgasm, and Barry put the head of his cock against her opening.

“Yes, fuck me,” Donna moaned. “I wish I had a cock to suck, too.”

She was ready to cum and her fantasy played in her head. The fat tip pushed in and began filling her, feeling a little thicker than usual, and she pushed back to take more. It began moving back and forth, not going as deep but stretching her more, and she realized that it was not her husband’s cock.

“What is happening?” she moaned.

Dean let her lift her head up and she turned to find his cock in her face. He pulled her mouth to him and pushed it against her lips.

“Two cocks, Donna,” he growled. “Mine, and Barry’s.”

Her lips parted and she took him into her mouth, sucking him deeply as his words made sense and she realized it was true. Barry was fucking her while she sucked Dean, and the sudden arousal made her cum. Her cunt spasmed and her tummy clenched when the intense orgasm hit, releasing her inhibitions and driving her arousal even higher. She pulled her mouth off and gasped.

“Oh, yes!” she cried out, turning to look over her shoulder at Barry. “Fuck me while I suck his cock!”

Barry plowed into her, holding her hips and craning his head to the side to watch her suck Dean, struggling to hold his load. He hadn’t had sex in over a year and the situation had him immensely turned on.

Donna sucked the cock like it was her last meal, taking as much as possible on each bob of her head.

“Oh, suck my cock you little slut,” Dean groaned. “My whore wife.”

The names turned her on, making her feel dirty and slutty, and Donna loved it. She pulled her head back again.

“I am a whore,” she panted. “Letting Barry fuck me.”

Barry groaned, struggling not to cum, and felt her cunt squeeze. Donna quivered and moaned, taking Dean back into her mouth as she climaxed. Barry pushed in deep and groaned loudly when his cock exploded, holding her thighs tightly and burying his huge load into her. Dean grinned and struggled not to cum in her mouth, waiting until they both relaxed to move away and take Barry’s place.

“Oh, I’m going to fuck your whore pussy now,” he growled. “Your freshly-fucked whore pussy!”

He pushed in hard and began pumping, fucking her hard and fast, feeling the greasiness of Barry’s cum on his cock, and bellowed loudly when he erupted. His cock throbbed, pumping spurt after spurt into her, adding to the huge loud pushing out past his shaft.

Donna climaxed again, turned on by his furious fucking and the knowledge that both men had cum in her. She quivered and shook, gasping for breath, and gestured to Barry to move closer and put his cock in her mouth. She took it in her mouth, tasting the mix of juices, and sucked his cock until her orgasm washed away.

Dean slumped against her, gasping, and watched her suck until she lay her head down and Barry moved away. He was spent, his balls totally emptied by the intense orgasm.

“Fuck, that was hot!” Dean announced, slipping out and stepping back.

“Oh, fuck yeah,” Barry agreed, smiling ear to ear.

They helped Donna to turn over and sit in the chair, her legs apart and her eyes closed. Sweat ran down her brow and cum seeped from her battered pussy while she recovered slowly. Barry dressed and kissed her on the head.

“You were awesome, Donna,” he praised.

She giggled and smiled at him.

“So were you,” she giggled.

“I better get going,” he announced. “We all good?”

“Yeah, it was great,” Dean assured him. “We will do it again, right Donna?”

“I would like that,” she agreed.

Barry left and Dean helped Donna up from the chair. He hugged her tightly, kissing her deeply and squeezing her ass with one hand.

“That was so fucking hot, Donna.”

“It was incredible,” she giggled. “Are you okay with it?”

“Oh yeah, I loved it.”

“Good. I did too,” she admitted.

“Sorry about surprising you like that,” Dean apologized. “It just happened.”

Donna giggled and kissed him. She smirked and looked into his eyes.

“I, uh, I knew someone was there,” she admitted. “I could see you guys in the reflection of the window. I didn’t know it was Barry, though.”

Dean laughed.

“So you are my little slut,” he teased. “I love it.”

She kissed him again.

“I’m going to shower, you should join me,” she said with a smile. “Then we can talk about the next time you are going golfing with Barry.”

Dean grinned and followed her to the bedroom.