u/BustyEmilySmith

This is Part III, you may enjoy it more if you read Part II first.

He walked over, his hard cock clearly bouncing under his thin sweatpants with every step, and he sat down right next to me on the couch. Of course, to do this, he did have to walk his hard cock fairly close to my bestie‘s face. As he did this, she struggled to focus enough to answer his question. “Uh…a-uh……a cock.“

He raised his eyebrow as he took his seat, “you want to stroke a cock?”

We all looked at his hard cock and the very obvious tent it was propping up in his lap. Images of her hand, her thin fingers wrapped around his engorged, veiny member flashed in my mind and I found myself aroused at that thought. My pussy had already been a bit warm and wet from hearing she had fingered herself listening to us fuck the night prior and telling her all the dirty details. But now, this raised my horny-meter by a noticeable amount. I could smell myself.

Their conversation continued in the background while I was lost in my horny thoughts

“Yes! It’s been so long since I’ve been fucked. I’m so desperate.“

I looked down at my crotch and saw a small wet spot on my shorts.

“I would even appreciate just giving a hard cock a few strokes just to give me some goon fuel.”

Hubby and I exchanged a mischievous look and before I could even process the thought, my mouth opened and spilled out “You can stroke his morning wood.”

My heart thumped as my offer hung in the silence between us. His cock twitched at the offer.

“Are you serious?”

I looked over at her, giving her a sultry smile.

“You can have as many strokes as you want for goon fuel. He takes a long time to cum when he has morning wood.“

Hubby stood up and took a step towards her, his hard cock right at her face. Her mouth opened in disbelief, her eyes glued to his clear tent. She reached for his waistband and looked at me. I nodded. She pulled his waistband down, letting his sweatpants fall to his ankles and unleashing his engorged cock, springing out mere inches away from her face. She reached out, slowly wrapping her hand around his cock.

“Fuck. I can’t even fully wrap my fingers around it.”

“Yeah. His morning wood is a bit shorter than his usual boners. But it’s also noticeably thicker.”

Hubby chimed in with a confident smirk, ”Is it too thick to stroke?“

She immediately answered by stroking him, sliding her hand up and down his shaft with lust in her eyes. As she kept stroking, her other hand slowly made its way down to her crotch, pulling her panties to the side and immediately getting to work fingering herself. The semi-obstructed view of my bestie’s wet, pink pussy as she stroked my husband’s hard cock was all too much. I slipped out of my shorts, spread my legs, and started pleasuring myself as I watched the scene unfolding before me. As the action proceeded and I heard my hubby’s familiar moans, I popped my tits out of my tank top and start squeezing them, making sure to also play with and pinch my nipples.

We continued like this for a bit before she switched hands, taking the cock-stroking hand to her pussy and the pussy-fingering hand to his cock. And in doing so, she covered his cock with her pussy juices, joining his precum in an effort to lube up the action. Our living room filled with all of our moans and the clear sound of not one but two very wet pussies being played with. Eventually, she started cumming. Her eyes closed as she screamed “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” She fell back onto our carpet as her fingers continued to finish her off. I took this as my chance. I hopped off the couch, got on my knees and started sucking his cock, slightly tasting the remnants of her pussy juices on him.

As she came down from her orgasm, she repositioned herself in front of him and started massaging his balls. I took my mouth off of him and continued to stroke him.

“Want to suck it?”, I asked her.

“It’s so thick. I’m not sure I can.“

”It’ll fit. It fits my mouth.”

As I kept stroking it as she started slowly approaching it with her mouth open and her tongue sticking out, he started moaning loudly, his knees almost giving out under him. It all happened so fast, but he started shooting his load directly onto her face. It was a surprisingly big load considering I had just milked his cock the night prior. It absolutely covered her face. Some had managed to land inside her open mouth, but most of it was on her lips, her nose, her chin. Some had even dripped down onto her shirt. But I’m a cum slut. And I know how delicious his is. So I couldn’t let it go to waste. I moved closer to her and started licking his cum right off her face. She let out a surprised gasp as her hands awkwardly lingered in the air not touching anything. The taste of cum mixed with makeup reminded me that all her work had now turned into a mess thanks to my husband cumming on her face.

When I was satisfied with my clean up, I looked back at him. He was standing there enjoying the view with his cock still hard, although a bit smaller now. I reached over and sucked his cock clean too. Holding it still, I looked up and said “I haven’t cum yet. Care to show her how you fuck me?“

I sat/laid down on the couch, my legs spread with my pussy right at the edge. He got on his knees and entered me. My bestie got on the couch for her front row seat to the “Emily is getting fucked” show. Her hand caressed my forehead, fixing my hair, while hubby fucked my pussy. He was making a lot of sounds, seemingly half pleasure half pain. I know how sensitive his cockhead gets after he cums, but he was doing a great job of using it to make me cum. Our moans filled the room. His cock plowing into me, making my big tits bounce up and slap my chin gently repeatedly. I looked over at my bestie, her cum-covered shirt at my eye level.

“Fuck. You look so hot fucking her like that“, she said as she spread her legs, moved her panties to the side and started fingering herself again. His eyes widened as he finally had a clear look at her pink pussy. Seeing the lust in his eyes, hearing the new little moans my bestie was emitting as she watched my own pussy get fucked, it all came together to push me over the edge as I came on his cock.

We all just froze there catching our breath after what had just happened. After a minute, my hubby got up and said “So, I hope that‘s enough goon fuel for you. And I’m sorry I came all over your face. Now you need to redo your whole look.”

I let out a bit of a laugh as she replied, “Its a small price to pay for that goon fuel you just gave me. That was seriously hot and your cock is so thick! I really enjoyed feeling in my hand.”

And with that, we all got up and started getting ready to go find some coffee and food.

After a few hours of hanging out and commenting and joking about earlier, she got on the road back home. Hopefully with enough goon fuel to satisfy her lonely pussy.

This is Part III, you may enjoy it more if you read Part II first.

He walked over, his hard cock clearly bouncing under his thin sweatpants with every step, and he sat down right next to me on the couch. Of course, to do this, he did have to walk his hard cock fairly close to my bestie‘s face. As he did this, she struggled to focus enough to answer his question. “Uh…a-uh……a cock.“

He raised his eyebrow as he took his seat, “you want to stroke a cock?”

We all looked at his hard cock and the very obvious tent it was propping up in his lap. Images of her hand, her thin fingers wrapped around his engorged, veiny member flashed in my mind and I found myself aroused at that thought. My pussy had already been a bit warm and wet from hearing she had fingered herself listening to us fuck the night prior and telling her all the dirty details. But now, this raised my horny-meter by a noticeable amount. I could smell myself.

Their conversation continued in the background while I was lost in my horny thoughts

“Yes! It’s been so long since I’ve been fucked. I’m so desperate.“

I looked down at my crotch and saw a small wet spot on my shorts.

“I would even appreciate just giving a hard cock a few strokes just to give me some goon fuel.”

Hubby and I exchanged a mischievous look and before I could even process the thought, my mouth opened and spilled out “You can stroke his morning wood.”

My heart thumped as my offer hung in the silence between us. His cock twitched at the offer.

“Are you serious?”

I looked over at her, giving her a sultry smile.

“You can have as many strokes as you want for goon fuel. He takes a long time to cum when he has morning wood.“

Hubby stood up and took a step towards her, his hard cock right at her face. Her mouth opened in disbelief, her eyes glued to his clear tent. She reached for his waistband and looked at me. I nodded. She pulled his waistband down, letting his sweatpants fall to his ankles and unleashing his engorged cock, springing out mere inches away from her face. She reached out, slowly wrapping her hand around his cock.

“Fuck. I can’t even fully wrap my fingers around it.”

“Yeah. His morning wood is a bit shorter than his usual boners. But it’s also noticeably thicker.”

Hubby chimed in with a confident smirk, ”Is it too thick to stroke?“

She immediately answered by stroking him, sliding her hand up and down his shaft with lust in her eyes. As she kept stroking, her other hand slowly made its way down to her crotch, pulling her panties to the side and immediately getting to work fingering herself. The semi-obstructed view of my bestie’s wet, pink pussy as she stroked my husband’s hard cock was all too much. I slipped out of my shorts, spread my legs, and started pleasuring myself as I watched the scene unfolding before me. As the action proceeded and I heard my hubby’s familiar moans, I popped my tits out of my tank top and start squeezing them, making sure to also play with and pinch my nipples.

We continued like this for a bit before she switched hands, taking the cock-stroking hand to her pussy and the pussy-fingering hand to his cock. And in doing so, she covered his cock with her pussy juices, joining his precum in an effort to lube up the action. Our living room filled with all of our moans and the clear sound of not one but two very wet pussies being played with. Eventually, she started cumming. Her eyes closed as she screamed “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” She fell back onto our carpet as her fingers continued to finish her off. I took this as my chance. I hopped off the couch, got on my knees and started sucking his cock, slightly tasting the remnants of her pussy juices on him.

As she came down from her orgasm, she repositioned herself in front of him and started massaging his balls. I took my mouth off of him and continued to stroke him.

“Want to suck it?”, I asked her.

“It’s so thick. I’m not sure I can.“

”It’ll fit. It fits my mouth.”

As I kept stroking it as she started slowly approaching it with her mouth open and her tongue sticking out, he started moaning loudly, his knees almost giving out under him. It all happened so fast, but he started shooting his load directly onto her face. It was a surprisingly big load considering I had just milked his cock the night prior. It absolutely covered her face. Some had managed to land inside her open mouth, but most of it was on her lips, her nose, her chin. Some had even dripped down onto her shirt. But I’m a cum slut. And I know how delicious his is. So I couldn’t let it go to waste. I moved closer to her and started licking his cum right off her face. She let out a surprised gasp as her hands awkwardly lingered in the air not touching anything. The taste of cum mixed with makeup reminded me that all her work had now turned into a mess thanks to my husband cumming on her face.

When I was satisfied with my clean up, I looked back at him. He was standing there enjoying the view with his cock still hard, although a bit smaller now. I reached over and sucked his cock clean too. Holding it still, I looked up and said “I haven’t cum yet. Care to show her how you fuck me?“

I sat/laid down on the couch, my legs spread with my pussy right at the edge. He got on his knees and entered me. My bestie got on the couch for her front row seat to the “Emily is getting fucked” show. Her hand caressed my forehead, fixing my hair, while hubby fucked my pussy. He was making a lot of sounds, seemingly half pleasure half pain. I know how sensitive his cockhead gets after he cums, but he was doing a great job of using it to make me cum. Our moans filled the room. His cock plowing into me, making my big tits bounce up and slap my chin gently repeatedly. I looked over at my bestie, her cum-covered shirt at my eye level.

“Fuck. You look so hot fucking her like that“, she said as she spread her legs, moved her panties to the side and started fingering herself again. His eyes widened as he finally had a clear look at her pink pussy. Seeing the lust in his eyes, hearing the new little moans my bestie was emitting as she watched my own pussy get fucked, it all came together to push me over the edge as I came on his cock.

We all just froze there catching our breath after what had just happened. After a minute, my hubby got up and said “So, I hope that‘s enough goon fuel for you. And I’m sorry I came all over your face. Now you need to redo your whole look.”

I let out a bit of a laugh as she replied, “Its a small price to pay for that goon fuel you just gave me. That was seriously hot and your cock is so thick! I really enjoyed feeling in my hand.”

And with that, we all got up and started getting ready to go find some coffee and food.

After a few hours of hanging out and commenting and joking about earlier, she got on the road back home. Hopefully with enough goon fuel to satisfy her lonely pussy.