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It took a few moments to gather my thoughts when I woke up. I was on my couch. I was still kinda drunk from the bar. I was in nothing but my t shirt and boxers, and my cock was raging hard.
I then remembered what all was happening. We had gone to the bar to meet a bull, Derek. We had been wanting to try hotwifing and a threesome, and meet him at a local munch. He was about ten years older than us and been doing this a few years. We all got tested and then met up at a bar not far from our place.
I don’t remember leaving the bar but I do remember falling behind my wife and Derek because I was drunk. They got really close and he eventually wrapped his arm around her waist while they walked, his hand firmly on her ass. When we got home, we had more drinks, and my wife lit a joint. She shotgunned a hit into my mouth and we made out for a few minutes. Then she sauntered over to Derek in our recliner and did the same.
Except, Derek had much better control over the situation than I did, so his make out session turned into a lap dance, followed by a blowjob. The last thing I remember was getting dizzy as I thought “I should undressed, so I don’t miss the action.” I must’ve fallen asleep during that, because my pants were still around my ankles. The buckle jingled as I stood up off the couch. I stepped out of my pants and then plopped back down.
I wasn’t sure what to do. The entire place was dark and there were no sounds coming from the bedroom. I lay down and started playing with my sensitive cock. I started thinking of them getting up and moving to the bedroom, never once thinking to wake me. My dick was fully erect right now and I felt like I was gonna cum. However, I realize that the likelihood of my wife going down the hall to fuck another man in our bed was very low, so I decided to go check the bedroom anyways.
The house was almost too quiet. I tiptoed nervously, hoping I wouldn’t wake up my wife. When I got to the door, the knob wouldn’t turn when I tried to enter. I realized that my wife did in fact take Derek to our bed and the two of them were likely sleeping right now.
I decided to go back down the hall and lick my wounds. I took a shot of whiskey and grabbed a beer and then sat down on the couch and started rolling another joint. Just as I was about to light it, the bedroom door open down the dark hallway. I waited nervously to see who emerged, hoping it’d be my wife and could get some much needed attention.
Just as I thought, Derek came walking into the living room in nothing but his boxers. He was built, but I wouldn’t say he was shredded. He was about 6’ 2” with dark skin. His cock bounced around in his briefs as he walked.
I wasn’t sure how to behave. He sat down and we started chitchatting. First it was light conversation, like what kind of weed I was smoking, and if he could join in. After telling a few smoking stories, he said “look man I’m gonna level with you. I’m sorry. You fell asleep and she just really wanted to.” He leaned across from the other side of the couch and put out his hand. “We cool?” he asked.
I shook his hand and reassured him. We were cool. That’s when the trouble started. I think he got the idea that he could be open about what happened. It started innocent enough, just talking about how cute my wife was, things like that.
It didn’t take long, however, before things got vulgar. He started asking me questions about her blow job technique, like if she licked to lick my balls frequently, and how much he loved it when she did it.
I don’t remember much of the blow job so the story was new to me. Every detail making my gut twist just a little bit. My balls were retracting up into me and blood would surge into my dick with every word, Derek said.
I could feel my cock getting hard again. What I would’ve given to see it unfold. Derek told me what happened after I had fallen asleep. Once my wife noticed, he picked her up in a bear hug and carried her into the bedroom. He threw her on the bed, and tore off her panties. He said that he dove in and pulled her panties to the side so he could eat her pussy.
My cock was fully erect now. I could barely control myself. I wanted to start mauling my cock while I listened to Derek tell me how he fucked my wife. He must’ve noticed too because he stopped his story and said “Little cuck likes what he hears huh?” he chuckled and nodded at my crotch and followed with “Go ahead and play with it. It’s a hot story.”
I started massaging my dick over my boxers. Rushes of electricity shot through my body and into my cock. Derek said once he had my wife soaking, he flipped her over and pulled her ass up in the air and shoved his cock inside her. I closed my eyes and imagined the scene.
He told me he fucked her like that until she shook and squirt all over our bedspread. Once she was done, he threw her on her back and fucked her missionary for a while. He told me he couldn’t keep track of how many times she came.
My guts were twisting, and my cock was gonna burst, but I wanted to finish the story so I slowed down and took a deep breath. Derek said my wife eventually got wild and wanted to ride him. He said that she was working his cock so good that he couldn’t resist cumming. He warned her that he was about to come, but she just laid down on him and kept pumping. As Derek said ‘shot my load’ it took everything I had not to come knowing he had bred my wife tonight.
When I opened my eyes and looked over, Derek had his cock completely out and was jacking off. I’m nothing to laugh at, but Derek put me a shame by a good inch and a half. He was also a little girthier than me.
We sat there in silence, stroking ourselves for a minute. I couldn’t help but just stare at his massive cock. He obviously noticed because he said “Do you want a closer look?” I’m nodded my head yes and he motioned me over with his head. I scooted over, but not too close as I was nervous how he would react. “I don’t bite. It’s OK to get closer.” I swallowed hard and scooted until our knees were touching.
We sat there in silence, stroking our own cocks. Derek broke the silence, “Ever seen one that big before?” I shook my head while staring at his cock. I can’t remember the last time I stared at anything like that dick. “Do you want to touch it?” Derek asked me.
I froze. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to or if he even wanted me to. I just mindlessly nodded my head. I sat there still frozen. Derek chuckled and responded to my inaction by reaching over to grab my hand. He pulled it over and I instinctively opened my hand and as he wrapped it around his shaft. I have never touched another cock before. It was warm in my hand.
Derek let out a little sigh as I slowly rubbed his cock. I stopped jacking myself off, but my dick was even harder than ever. My breath caught in my throat and I stopped remembering to breathe for a minute. Derek eventually stretched his arms out with one wrapping around the couch behind me. After a few seconds he eventually placed it on my back and started gently rubbing.
Everything felt good. His cock was warm and heavy. Mine was straining against its own skin. Derek eventually broke the silence “This your first time touching another guy?” I nodded yes again. “How does it feel?” He asked.
I bit my lip as I thought about what to say. “It’s not that bad,” I whispered quietly.
Derek just chuckled in response and said, “Why don’t you try giving it a little kiss?” the words hit me without warning. I didn’t respond. All I could do was breathe deeply while continuing to play with Derek‘s dick. “Here,” he said softly as he pressed gently on my back, pushing me down,” let me give you a hand.” Derek kept pushing until I was almost at his dick. I resisted at first but he just pushed my back harder. “It’s okay,” he said with a deep growl, “Just a kiss.”
I puckered my lips and finished lowering myself. I pressed my lips over his tip, slightly kissing and sucking it at the same time. I started to sit up but Derek kept me held down. “Just a few more,” he groaned. I decided not to fight and started gently kissing his shaft up and down. He let out little sighs and groans as I did.
Derek eventually moved his hand up to my head, cupping it from behind. ”Come on,” he groaned in an aggressive whisper, “just suck it a little. I’ll be quick.” I could feel the force of his hand against my head, even without trying to push up.
I took a second to think about it. I don’t think I could take Derek in a fight so if I piss him off, I might get my ass kicked. My cock was hard. It almost hurt from being so erect. I wasn’t sure what came over me, but I opened my mouth and slowly took Derek’s cock in.
He moaned loudly as I sucked his tip in. His warm skin moved along my tongue as I bobbed up and down, deeper and deeper. Derek maintained the firm grip on the back of my head as his fingers started to comb through my hair.
I had to admit, I kind of enjoyed it. I liked the warmth in my mouth. I liked how he smelled. I like the sounds that he made as I sucked him. And, I loved the taste of his musk mixed with my wife’s pussy. I was going crazy by this point. I was so horny Derek could’ve done anything he wanted to me.
He must’ve been getting what he wanted, though, because he started thrusting up and down more. As he started getting more aggressive, I had to brace myself while he fucked up into my throat. Derek was easily 9 to 9 1/2 inches long so he had no issues gagging me. “That’s it, cuck,” he growled, “choke on my cock.” I just moaned in response.
After about five minutes of vigorously, fucking my mouth, Derek started grunting aggressively. With one last push, he shoved my head down on his cock until he bottomed out. I started gagging as it slid to the back of my mouth, but it eventually popped into my throat, and Derek started screaming while he shot his load, rope after rope, down my throat. I tried to swallow as much as I could, but Derek‘s cock made it difficult. It started to leak out around his cock from my lips.
Derek’s cock pulsed in my mouth as he slowed down his pumping. I slowly rubbed my tongue along his shaft as he finished milking his load out. Once he quieted down and his cock quit leaking in my mouth, I let it drop out with a large string of spit following it down.
Derek chuckle. His fingers wrapped around my hair and he pulled me up to his face. “I’m going to go in there and go back to bed,” he told me, “I’m gonna fuck your wife one more time before I go tomorrow. Don’t disturb us until then.” I just nodded that I understood and he responded with, “Good cuck.”
Derek stood up and pulled his boxers up, and without any acknowledgment of my existence, walked down the hall and back into the bedroom. I heard the door latch and then click as it locked shut. I sat on the couch beside myself with spit and cum dripping from my chin. I realized that I still hadn’t come yet and reached down. I gave my cock a couple of soft rubs and exploded. My load soaked my underwear. I laid back and immediately started dozing off as my dick oozed out the rest of my load.
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