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Nightcap
The three of us stumbled through the front door, laughter echoing off the walls of the narrow hallway. Erin's hand was warm in mine, her cheeks flushed from the gin and tonics she'd been drinking all night. Cesar clapped me on the shoulder, his breath smelling of beer and tequila.
"Bro, your wife can hold her liquor," he said, grinning.
Erin giggled, swaying slightly. "I'm not that drunk."
We made our way to the living room, and Erin excused herself to change out of her dress. I watched her disappear into the bedroom, the sway of her wide hips making my cock twitch in my jeans. Cesar flopped onto the couch, stretching his long legs out.
"She's a good woman," he said, his eyes following the same path mine had.
I nodded, grabbing two beers from the fridge. "Yeah, she's something else."
Erin emerged a few minutes later, wearing a loose halter top and shorts. The top was tied behind her neck, and it hung open slightly at the sides, revealing the generous curves of her full breasts. She sat down on the armchair across from us, crossing her legs.
We talked about nothing important—work, the bar we'd been to, old memories. I noticed it first: the way the halter top had shifted, the fabric slipping off her left shoulder, exposing the top curve of her breast. Her nipple was fully out, a dark brown areola and a stiffened peak, and she didn't seem to notice.
I didn't say anything. I just watched, letting my gaze linger. Cesar noticed too. His eyes flicked to her exposed nipple, then back to me, a question in them. I gave a slight shake of my head, and he stayed quiet.
The conversation continued, but the air thickened. Erin's nipple stayed out, a bold, creamy mound with that dark center, catching the lamplight. She shifted in her seat, and the fabric moved, but it only exposed more of her breast. I could see the entire areola now, the nipple hard and inviting.
I couldn't stop staring. My cock was painfully hard, straining against my jeans. Cesar was quiet, his eyes fixed on the same spot.
Then I stood up, walked over to her, and knelt in front of the armchair. Erin looked up, surprised.
"What are you—"
I didn't answer. I reached out, cupped her full breast in my hand, and leaned in to take her nipple into my mouth. She gasped, her body tensing.
"Baby, wait—Cesar's right there—"
I sucked gently, running my tongue around the hard peak. Her protest died in her throat as a soft moan escaped her lips. Her hand came up to push against my head, but the motion was weak, half-hearted.
"Please... not in front of him..."
I kept sucking, alternating between gentle licks and harder pulls. Her hand stopped pushing and instead tangled in my hair. I could feel her body relaxing, her hips shifting, her breath coming faster.
I pulled back just enough to look at her face. Her eyes were half-lidded, her lips parted.
"You like this, don't you?" I whispered.
She didn't answer, but she didn't say no. I reached up with my other hand and pulled the halter top down, exposing both her breasts. They were full and heavy, the kind of tits that begged to be touched. I took her right nipple in my mouth while my hand massaged the left one.
Erin moaned again, louder this time. She looked over at Cesar, who was watching silently, his hand resting on his lap. But she didn't tell me to stop. Instead, she arched into my mouth.
I could feel the heat radiating off her body, the slight sheen of sweat on her skin. I moved my mouth between her nipples, licking, sucking, biting gently. She was moaning freely now, her head thrown back, her hands gripping the armchair's arms.
"Fuck... baby..."
I pulled back again, my mouth wet with her taste. "Take off your top."
She hesitated, her eyes darting to Cesar. But the alcohol and the arousal won out. She untied the knot behind her neck and let the halter fall, baring her full breasts completely. They hung heavy, the nipples dark and swollen.
I stood up, guiding her to her feet. "Turn around."
She did, her back to me, her round ass pressing against my crotch. I leaned in, kissing her neck, while my hands cupped her tits from behind, squeezing them, rolling her nipples between my fingers.
"Get on the couch," I whispered in her ear.
She walked over to the couch on shaky legs, and I guided her down onto all fours. Her shorts were still on, but I could see the outline of her pussy through the fabric. I knelt behind her, pulled her shorts down, and tossed them aside. Her panties were already wet, a dark spot forming at the center.
I pulled those down too, exposing her full, round ass and the glistening lips of her pussy. She was already wet, her juices coating her thighs.
I positioned myself behind her, my cock aching to be inside her. But I wanted her to ride me first. I tapped her hip.
"Turn around. Reverse cowgirl."
She complied, turning to face away from me, straddling my waist as I lay back on the couch. Her thick thighs gripped my sides, and she lowered herself onto my cock, taking me inch by inch. We both groaned as she sank all the way down.
She started moving, her hips rocking back and forth, her ass slapping against my thighs. I could see everything: the curve of her back, the jiggle of her tits, the way her pussy gripped me with each motion.
But I could also see Cesar. He had moved to the edge of his seat, his eyes locked on Erin's body. His hand was on his lap, and I could see the bulge straining against his shorts.
Erin was lost in the rhythm, her moans growing louder, her pace increasing. She was getting close—I could feel it in the way her walls tightened around me.
But I didn't want to cum yet. I wanted to see more.
I reached up, grabbing her hips gently, slowing her down. "Not yet."
She whimpered, but she stopped, looking back at me over her shoulder.
"Cesar," I said, my voice calm. "Show her what you've got."
Erin's eyes widened, her breath catching. She looked at Cesar, then back at me. "Baby, what are you—"
"Just watch."
Cesar stood up slowly, his eyes meeting mine. He pulled down his shorts, and his cock sprang free. It was long, thick, uncut—the foreskin pulled back slightly, revealing the glistening head. It was bigger than mine, and darker, the veins prominent along the shaft.
Erin stared at it, her mouth slightly open. I could see the flush on her cheeks, the way her body tensed. She was embarrassed, but she was also turned on. I could feel her pussy clench around my cock.
I leaned forward, my lips brushing her ear. "Go on. You know you want to."
She hesitated for a moment, then looked at Cesar. She reached out, her fingers touching his shaft, tracing the length of him. She looked back at me, a silent question.
I nodded.
She shifted off me, her pussy empty and wet, and crawled over to him. She looked up at his face, then took his cock in her hand and guided it to her mouth. She licked the tip, tasting the pre-cum, then took him in, her lips stretching around his girth.
Cesar groaned, his head falling back. His hand came to rest on her head, not forcing, just holding.
Erin sucked him eagerly, her head bobbing, her tongue working along his length. I watched, my cock still hard, waiting. I could feel my own climax building, but I held it back.
"Come here," I said, my voice rough.
Erin pulled off Cesar's cock with a wet pop and crawled back to me. She positioned herself over my hips, but before I could enter her, she leaned down and took my cock into her mouth. Her lips were slick with Cesar's saliva and pre-cum, and she worked me expertly, her tongue swirling around the head.
I was close. Too close. "Erin, I'm going to cum."
She pulled off immediately, her mouth still open. "Not inside me. I'm not on birth control."
I knew that. I was already on the edge. She took me in her mouth again, deep, and I came down her throat with a groan, my cum flooding her mouth. She swallowed, her throat working, and pulled off, licking the last drops from her lips.
But while she was bent over me, swallowing my cum, Cesar moved behind her. She was still on her hands and knees, her ass in the air, her pussy exposed. He didn't ask. He didn't wait. He lined up his cock and pushed inside her in one smooth motion.
Erin gasped, her body jerking. "Oh fuck—!”
He was deep inside her, his big cock stretching her. She didn't pull away. Instead, she pushed back against him, taking him deeper.
"Yes... oh fuck, yes..." Her voice was a moan, her face buried in the couch cushion.
Cesar started fucking her hard, his hips slapping against her ass. His balls slapped against her pussy lips, wet with our combined juices. Erin's moans turned into cries, her hands gripping the cushion.
"Cesar... oh God... your dick is so big... so fucking big..."
He leaned over her, his chest against her back, his mouth at her ear. "You like that, don't you? You like getting fucked by your husband's friend."
"Yes... yes, I love it... don't stop..."
He didn't. He fucked her harder, faster, her tits swinging beneath her. I watched, still catching my breath, my spent cock twitching at the sight of my wife being taken by another man.
Then I felt my own stomach tighten, not with arousal, but with a prickle of concern. I knew she wasn't on birth control. I knew Cesar was about to cum. I could see it in the way his thrusts became erratic, his breathing ragged.
"I'm going to cum," he growled.
"She's not on birth control," I said, my voice flat.
Cesar looked at me, his eyes dark, his hips still pounding into her. He held my gaze for a long moment.
Then he said, "I'm going to cum in your wife."
He drove deep, his body shuddering as he came, his cock pulsing inside her. Erin cried out, a long, shuddering moan, her own orgasm triggered by the feeling of his hot cum flooding her.
He stayed inside her for a long moment, his body pressed against hers, both of them breathing heavily. Then he slowly pulled out, and I watched his cum seep out of her, dripping down her thighs onto the couch.
Erin collapsed onto the cushion, her body spent, her eyes closed. I reached out, stroking her hair, feeling a strange mix of satisfaction and unease.
But she was smiling.
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