What's a Little Adultery?

"I love you, Mario Mancini. I always have. I always will. I love you, Eric Anderson. I always have. I always will. I love and adore both of you men and I will until my dying day," Bobbie assured us, even as she sighed with pleasure from the way that her husband made her feel with his tongue gliding between her buns, tonguing the crack of her ass.

"I love you, too, Bobbie Anderson," I gasped, meaning every word of it, as I felt the heat of Bobbie's sweet, sexy mouth engulf me yet again and the slickness of her tongue caress the head of my cock.

"I love you dearly, babe," Eric reassured his wife with more licks to her backside, making her whimper from his oral assault on her sweet derriere.

"My body is yours, both of you guys...It belongs to both of you guys. It's yours, for your joy, for your pleasure, for your satisfaction. I will never deny you a thing. Either of you. Ever. Nothing. I will not refuse either of you my sexual favors, ever. All that I ask in return is the same promise, that neither of you men will deny me free use of your bodies. I will love you both, will cherish you both, and will do my very best to prove both my love and my lust for both of you in all things," Bobbie told us, before resuming the way that she sucked me, her wonderful mouth pleasing me more than even she could guess.

Meanwhile, Eric had a feast of his own on his mind, and he repeatedly showed his wife just how much he enjoyed eating her ass, licking her like it was going out of style. She moaned and grabbed my thighs, unable to hold herself back. She sucked me harder with every stroke and flick of his tongue across her puckered hole. Her eyes seemed to go back into her head, while she put her heart and soul into sucking and licking me, trying not to be too distracted by the glorious tongue that devoured her bottom. Gagged as she was by my cock, Bobbie came with muffled moans that barely escaped her mouth from being eaten out by her husband while she sucked my dick.

At last, of course, I exploded in Bobbie's delectable mouth, emptying my balls spurt by spurt into her awaiting gullet. I had done it...I had just fucked my best friend's wife's face. At that point, though, I just wanted to swap places with Eric. Bobbie's ass just had to be something special, much as I guessed, given how much Eric loved licking and eating it. Besides, Eric deserved a turn at cumming down Bobbie's throat. The look in my eyes gave me away, and the happy couple rose with a wink at me.

"Switching places, right?" Bobbie asked me to confirm, even as she slid her husband's boxer briefs down to the floor and prepared to taste him.

"Oh, God, yes!" I exclaimed as I stood up and yielded my seat on the sofa to Eric, so that Bobbie could do him justice and not have his knees buckle on him...her blowjobs were that good.

I didn't hesitate to go for my prize, of course, spreading Bobbie's cheeks to lick, kiss, and suck on her wonderful ass. Bobbie moaned and even flinched a little, when I bit her playfully on her bottom. She also whimpered and gasped a little, evidently very aroused by the biting. I feared for a moment that she might in turn bite Eric's dick, but I need not have worried. She gave him just a slight sensation of teeth, as he told me later, but only a little scraping, nothing truly violent or painful. He was hard as steel by now, having watched his wife give another man head, and not just any other man, but his best friend. There was no doubt that he was a voyeur now, but I wasn't going to humiliate or hurt him for this. He was my best friend and was good enough to share his sexy wife with me, after all. I seriously owed him some favors and gratitude.

Besides, right at that moment, I was a bit preoccupied with eating Bobbie's delicious butt, and trust me, it was one of the sweetest things that I've ever tasted. Even now, I can't get enough of that bottom, it was so fucking yummy. I dove in and ate her ass to my heart's content, feasting as much as I rimmed her, making her squirm on my mouth as I enjoyed the flavors of her booty. She squealed, moaned, cussed, squirted on me, and then screamed more than once, between strokes of sucking her hubby with an unbelievable ardor.

Bobbie drained him like nobody's business, sucking, kissing, licking, and hell, just plain worshiping his dick until he could take no more and exploded down her throat. She came extra hard afterward, and then rose, somewhat wobbly, to her feet. At last, I planted a serious lip lock on her, followed by the steamy kiss that Eric gave her as well. We both took her by the hand, as Eric led the way, somewhat awkwardly, to the master bedroom and the marriage bed. We lay her down and both descended upon her, as if telepathically agreeing to suck her tits for now.

Bobbie moaned loudly again, welcoming our mouths and tongues on her breasts, licking and sucking her nipples especially, as we lay down naked with her (Eric had discarded his shirt by now). We continued this for several minutes, while she groaned and whimpered, pleaded with us not to stop until we had her past the brink. She came all over, and this time, we couldn't resist the allure, the fragrance, the wonderful scent of her drenched twat. By mutual accord, we now lowered our mouths to move toward her pussy and prepare to devour it.

Bobbie really started losing it when Eric and I began eating her cunt as a team, making her squirm and scream again. She shivered openly, creamed herself repeatedly on our tongues, and pleaded for yet more. She was at our mercy and we had none on her, dining at the Y with the same relish that we had when we ate her exquisite cooking. Her back arched, her knees locked, and then buckled, and at last her toes curled with the immense pleasure, the ecstasy of our mouths servicing her savory slit.

At last, however, she collapsed, sweaty and exhausted, from the sheer stress that so many climaxes had on her body. It was pure fatigue, and we now took the chance to hold her, Eric facing her front while I held her from behind. Yes, that's right, I spooned my best friend's wife and we both loved it, as did her husband. Eric and I listened to Bobbie's shallow breathing as she lay between us, totally shaken and stirred by both of us. We drifted to sleep, more satisfied and hopeful about our futures than we had ever been before.

Chapter 2

I awoke the next morning to something trapping my dick, and it didn't take long to realize what. It was a very warm, wet pussy, and it belonged to Bobbie Anderson, my best friend's wife, much to my shock. I panicked for a moment, but she put her finger to my lips and increased the pace of her strokes as she rode with her usual passion, her typical zeal. I had heard a few stories from Eric...and yes, from her, by now, that I was aware that she was just plain awesome in bed, and now I knew it for a fact. I felt some guilt at committing adultery with my best friend's wife, but then I saw him standing behind her with a huge grin on his face, and the brief fear and shame gave way to gratitude for such a wonderful gift of his wife's sexual favors to me.

"Oh, buddy, did you forget already? We have a deal, remember? Bobbie and you are lovers now, just as she and I are man and wife. Remember our threesome last night, even if it was only oral in nature? That was some of the wildest, steamiest sex that I ever had, despite not actually fucking her. We're just getting started, though, man! This is your new life, one where you can have my wife at the drop of a hat, just as I can.

"You know, this woman has never refused me sex, not once in twenty years? Is that amazing or what? Hell, sometimes, she almost rapes me! The first time that I got caught cheating on her, I was prepared to go to the sofa and accept a sexless penalty phase, like many of my buddies, but what did she do? She followed me to the sofa and all but forced me to fuck her right there. That's my idea of a perfect wife, if there is such a thing!" Eric told me, bragging on his wife even as he slipped in behind her and began kissing her along her spine.

"Tell him what happened when you caught me cheating on you!" Bobbie laughed as she kept riding me and enjoying her husband's kisses from her upper back to her buttocks.

"She wasn't about to accept a penalty phase, either. She jumped into bed with me and made up for the cheating in a way that I could never stay mad at her, as I told you before. She made sweet love to me, her pleading eyes soft and warm as she rode me and kissed all over my face, neck, and chest. That's my very loving wife, man! That's how she is, and now you're going to benefit from her loving ways as surely as I do," Eric assured me as he continued to fondle and grope his darling wife.

In any case, I was definitely in my personal Heaven, having a wonderful slut like Bobbie ride me this way as a wake-up call. It was my first time inside her pussy, of course, but I wasn't surprised at how well she used her magical twat (at least, it felt fucking magical to me, damn it) to pleasure me. It was glorious, honestly, having the gorgeous Mrs. Anderson and her delightfully slick, warm pussy surround my cock while she had her way with me and her husband did the same to her. Eric soon helped me get her moaning like crazy, his fingers probing her asshole while he licked her entire back from her neck to her tailbone.

"Oh...fuck!" Bobbie kept repeating, even as I groaned beneath and enjoyed the sweet warmth and wetness of her married cunt.

"Yes, I am," I managed to get that joke out, but just barely.

The laugh that it triggered also caused Bobbie to involuntarily clench my cock, making me cum far inside her sweet, slippery slit at last. I was embarrassed at cumming so fast the first time inside her snatch, but she looked down at me and winked. I started to stammer out an apology, but she shook her head and kissed me, full on, with plenty of tongue. Then she adjusted enough to let Eric sink his boner in deep, plunging himself into the buttered bun that was his wife now. I was now privy, not only to their marital relations, but also to Eric's kink for sloppy seconds, witnessing it first hand at last.

The way that Bobbie rubbed herself against me kept me from going totally limp, too, much to my shock. She kept kissing me as well as pressing her fleshy tits against my chest, even running her fingers through my hair, even as her dear husband, my best friend, drove deeper into her twat. She made noises now that defied human understanding, were only possible if a woman was aroused on a primal level. It was an atavistic kind of excitement, as she took a second cock inside her that morning, welcoming it back inside its warm and loving home.

Bobbie only stopped kissing me long enough to kiss Eric, and him with an equal amount of tongue to what she gave me. She had to turn her head and twist her neck a little to do that, but she obviously considered it worth the discomfort to remind her husband that she was still his good lady wife as well as my girlfriend. She was determined, it seemed, to shower both of us with the full radiance of her love, with levels of affection that most expect to be focused entirely on one person, not two. She didn't just fuck us...she made love to us, both of us, with her heart, soul, and mind as well as her body.

When Eric spilled his load inside Bobbie, she noticed that I was hard again, and she promptly moved just enough after he slipped out to plant her pussy on my cock all over again. When he began rimming her, she sighed and moaned with obvious exhilaration at the continued attention from her hubby, things intensifying as she engulfed me with her now very creamy cunt. This time, I lasted a bit longer, but she didn't, creaming herself repeatedly as she rode me and enjoyed Eric's tongue back there. It felt like another wonderful plane of existence for me, at least. No, I wasn't squicked at all that Eric had left his spunk behind to coat my dick as I impaled his wife on my prick.

"Seems that I'm not the only one who likes sloppy seconds, not counting Bobbie here," Eric laughed as his wife continued to mount me and welcome me inside her.

"Mind if I keep the loads in me for a while? I want at least two loads from each of you in me until my shower, if that's okay with you guys. I love the feeling of two men's cum, slimy and slick, inside my twat, if you guys don't object," Bobbie pleaded with us, making me nod as she continued to ride me for the hell of it.

"Go for it. I think that it's hot as hell myself," Eric reassured his wife, while I chuckled.

"Yes, you're a walking ad for the virtues of the Devil's threesome, you know," I teased her, "I can see it now...this is what the sexiest woman on Earth does with her free time. Lets her husband and boyfriend double team her bareback and cum deep inside her pussy."

"Well, if I have any say in it, we'll have loads of free time to do it, too, if we all agree to sell Icarus Publishing, LLC," Bobbie encouraged us with an impish grin.

"Count my vote for it, then. You just sold the buyout better than Mr. Sharpe ever could. That's the advantage of being my wife as well as my partner, I guess," Eric laughed before he went back to rimming his wife while she bounced up and down on me.

"Me, too. I could get used to having a girlfriend who's so loving and so fucking good in bed! Damn, woman! Why wouldn't I want to spend more time with you and less time at the office now that I'm going to be richer than Croesus?" I somehow managed to say, just before Bobbie made speech impossible, both by kissing me again and by moving her hips so splendidly that she could drive the Pope mad with lust.

We seemed to go forever, at least that morning. Bobbie stretched it even further by climbing off me just long enough to let Eric slip her the sausage for a stroke or two from behind. Then she climbed back on me for several more thrusts of my hard cock. We kept it up for what felt like an eternity, but actually took only about thirty to thirty-five minutes...What an amazing time it was, anyway! It was glorious, as I felt Bobbie cumming on Eric and me several times, until I finally had enough and came inside her at last inside her juicy cunt.

Eric was more than ready by then, fully taking over this time as before, pushing in and out of his wife like crazy. Once more, Bobbie made out with me as her husband screwed her good from behind, taking her doggy-style. He had been fucking her off and on, as noted, but now he was full-time pounding her and with a vengeance. His cock was very nice, too, though uncut whereas mine was circumcised. Thankfully, he seemed to keep it very clean, near as I could tell.

Bobbie kept rubbing her clit against my semi-soft dick as she kissed me and pressed her tits to my chest again. She continued to work her hips feverishly, doing her best to draw him into her, taking more of his cock inside her on every stroke. If his first time was sloppy seconds, was this sloppy fourths? It certainly didn't seem to bother Eric at all, just as it didn't bother me. On the contrary, with every thrust, Eric acted more aroused, more aggressive than before. He filled her up and then some, certainly no slouch and not the stereotypical wife-sharing hubby.

At last, of course, it was too much, as Bobbie proved when she came on her husband's dick and he spilled his spunk inside her yet again. She now had two men's loads inside her twice over, both of them men that she adored. She made this plain by kissing us both fiercely on the mouth with a healthy dose of tongue. If this was how our affair would go, I decided firmly now, I definitely wanted to pursue it. It wasn't just the great sex, though Bobbie had proven Eric right about being terrific in bed. It was also the fact that she was so warm, so caring, and so loving about the whole business. She didn't try to separate sex from love while having her affair. In fact, she just loved two men with everything that she could give us.

"Breakfast?" Bobbie broke up my train of thought, a bright and hopeful smile on her face.

"Sure, I'm hungry enough, having burned some calories this morning. Thank you for that wake-up, by the way. I do need to piss, as I imagine so does Eric, but after we wash our hands, sure...breakfast sounds fine. Tell me, was his bragging right, or is your coffee really that good?" I brought up something that perhaps he'd never mentioned to his wife.

"Eric, did you brag on my coffee?" Bobbie turned to her husband, who would have blushed if his complexion permitted.

"I may have...said a thing or two about it," Eric told her, his grin reminding me a little of President Obama's for some reason.

"Just for that, honey, I'm going to make sure that your coffee and breakfast are extra special this morning, and the same for Mario, since he was nice enough to tell me just how proud my husband is of me. It's always great to know just how appreciated I am," Bobbie gave us both a very sweet smile, and there was little doubt that she meant it sincerely.

Suffice it to say, Bobbie kept her word, but that's another story altogether. Maybe I'll tell it someday. I just know that I've finished this one, the tale of how I began an adulterous affair with my best friend's wife, and he encouraged me to do it. As a matter of fact, it's still going strong, and I'm running late for a date with my very happily married girlfriend. Excuse me while I text her to explain the delay. She's very understanding whenever I do that first, a bit more upset when I don't. Eric was nice enough to stay home and watch their kids this time, but my turn will come, though it would have to be when my wife's out of town. Oh, yes, I'm married now, in spite of my determination to avoid it, yes, she knows about Bobbie and me, and yes, that's another story as well.