Unusual Request

UNUSUAL REQUEST

"Wanna fuck my wife?"

"Huh?" I said. I was having a beer with my friend Richard. "I'll bite. Sure."

"I'm serious." He said.

I looked at him, wondering what his angle was. "You want me to fuck your wife?"

"I'm asking if you'd want to."

"She's your wife man. She's off limits."

"I've seen you looking at her. Don't tell me haven't thought about what it would be like to stick your cock in her."

I said, "Well, maybe, but that's just fantasizing."

He explained a little, "What if it was okay with us?"

"What would Ellie think about this?"

"She'd be okay with it."

"I don't understand."

Richard explained, "We've wanted to try a threesome."

I thought for a moment. I knew Ellie, of course, and she was a wonderful woman. She was attractive with a very pleasant personality. I always enjoyed just talking with her.

"Why me?" I asked.

He replied, "We both like you. You're a good friend and we trust you."

"How would we do it? Assuming I'm interested." Duh!!!

"I don't know. You'd come over for dinner or something or we could go out dancing."

"Get her drunk or something?" I suggested.

He nodded.

"I wouldn't do anything without her being aware and okay with it."

"Of course."

"She'd really want to do it?"

He said, "Well, she'd have to be okay and could change her mind."

"With me?"

"Yes, with you. She suggested you."

I said, "She suggested sleeping with me. I can't believe it."

"It's true. I don't know what she sees in you, but when we talked about who she'd like to fuck, she mentioned you."

"Didn't that piss you off?"

He said, "Nah. She was careful to not make me jealous by saying you'd just be a good fuck."

"She just wants to use me, huh?"

He laughed, "Yeah. She's like that about men. Just fuck 'em and leave 'em."

"Wow! I'm really flattered. Ellie is a fine woman. You're a lucky man."

"Well, you may get lucky too."

"Okay. If you're serious, I'm in." I'd had a few beers and thought Richard was just bullshitting, seeing what I'd say.

He asked, "Want to see some photos of her?"

"Sure."

He fiddled with his phone and found his photos. He showed me one of Ellie in a bikini. It had obviously been taken a few years before because she was younger. Ellie had a nice pair of mammaries and they were prominent in the photo. Her little bikini didn't cover much. Her breasts were nice; the smooth, white globes rose wonderfully from her chest.

He showed another photo of her in the bikini. It was from behind and her ass cheeks were barely covered by her tiny suit.

"Very nice." I said, obviously true. She was a nice-looking woman.

He asked, "Want to see more?"

"Of course." I'd look at photos of his cute wife all night if he wanted.

He moved the tab on his phone and showed me another. This one was of her from behind, topless. She was wearing blue jeans and her tanned bare back looked very sexy. Women have intriguing figures, with soft shoulders and a trim waist that then spreads at the hips. Ellie was a sexy woman.

Then, he flipped to the next photo. She was wearing the same jeans, but was facing the camera. Her naked breasts were the focal point of the photo. She had creamy white globes with nice pink areolas and pointy little nipples. I love women's tits. Ellie's stomach wasn't flat like a model, but she was trim with her little navel a few inches above the waist-band of her jeans. It was a sexy photo. I am really into photos of topless women wearing blue jeans.

"Wow!" I said. "She's beautiful."

"Do you like her tits?"

"Of course." I like all tits and hers were special. I affirmed. "She has really nice tits."

He said, "I agree. I love to rub my face in them and suck those nipples."

I asked, "Do you have any more?"

He showed me another one of her topless. Wearing a tiny white skirt below her waist. She was in the sunlight and her breasts glowed in the warm sunshine. She has a pretty face and brown hair that was in a pony tail. Her long, tanned legs were exposed to a few inches below her pussy.

Then he pulled up one of her naked, from behind. Her bare ass cheeks were the focal point, with her sexy back above and a shapely pair of legs below. I focused on her tight ass with the cleft between two very attractive cheeks. It was a really nice photo. I said so, hoping he would show me more.

He showed a few more. One was of her lying on a beach nude, with her bare ass in the sun. Another was of her topless from the front but with her hands covering her breasts. The final one was of her nude, with her tits exposed, but with her hands over her pussy.

I decided to ask for the 'full monty'. "Do you have one of her pussy?"

He smiled and moved his finger on his phone, then turned it toward me. There she was, nude, with her arms raised and her hands behind her head. Her tits were raised up and pushed forward. But the highlight of the photo was the triangular patch of dark hair at the top of her legs. The tiny slit below was darker pink, hiding her special treasures. I held my gaze on the picture for a few moments, appreciating the beauty of Richard's wife.

"Damn. She's fine. You're a lucky guy."

He moved to another photo. This one was more revealing. She was at the beach. Lying on her back. Her pussy lips were slightly apart, with indistinct pink folds partially visible. I couldn't take my focus off her pussy. I don't think women's genitals are particularly appealing from an artistic sense, but seeing them is damned arousing from a sexual standpoint.

I wanted to see more, and Richard flipped to one of her sitting on a beach towel, with her legs spread, her labia apart and the fleshy pink gash basking in the sunlight.

"Fantastic." I exclaimed.

What an experience, a dude showing me nude photos of his wife. We were sitting at the end of the bar with no one near us. I ordered another couple drafts for us, putting a twenty on the bar to pay. Drinks were on me.

"Would she be okay with you showing me these photos?" I asked.

He laughed, "Probably not, but what the hell." He took a long pull on his beer. "I need to convince you and we wouldn't want her to think you were easy, would we?" Convincing me was not a problem. I was easy.

I waited for him to return to the subject of me screwing his wife.

He said, "So what do you think?"

I said, "Wow. It's hard to believe you're serious. Why would you want to share your wife?"

He said, "I don't know. We got talking about stories we read where people are swapping and such and the idea turns us both on."

"Ellie too?"

"Oh yeah. She's into it as much as I am, maybe more. I think she actually wants to perform for me, screw someone while I watch."

"I've never known of anyone who wanted to do something like that, but I'm good with it if you are."

He said, "We'll have to make a plan. She may chicken out."

"That's okay. I don't want to force her to do anything. It has to be something she wants to do."

He said, "Exactly. If she says no, it means no."

I nodded.

He said, "Let me talk to her and see what she says. Keep this to yourself, of course."

"Of course. If we do it, no one will ever know." I said, "Maybe if I get married or something, I'll share it with my wife."

He laughed, "Maybe we can swap."

I said, "No obligations though."

"Of course not."

"What if she wants to do it again?" I asked.

He shrugged, "Whatever she wants." He laughed, "I'll be delighted if she just does it once."

I was amazed; he'd be delighted if I fucked his wife.

We changed the subject and drank a few more beers.

Richard and I had met through work, then played golf together. We hit-it-off pretty well and socialized. He invited me to few parties at his house and Ellie joined us for drinks and dinner a few times. I'd flirted a little with her, and I certainly took notice of her. She always wore tight blouses and skirts or pants that accented her shapely figure. I caught a few glimpses down her blouse to see the rising flesh of her breasts and occasionally would see the outline of her nipples. She was always very friendly, but I never had the inkling that she was interested in me sexually.

A week later, Richard called me on the phone and invited me to dinner with them.

He said, "You remember what we talked about with you and Ellie?"

"Yes. I remember."

He said, "She's interested. Maybe."

"Okay. Whatever you guys want to do is fine with me."

We made the specific arrangements to meet at a casual restaurant on Saturday night.

Richard sent a photo to stimulate my interest. It was my favorite, the one of Ellie nude, from behind, displaying her pretty back and ass. Wow.

I dressed in a long-sleeved shirt and nice slacks. I met them at the grille and we took a table in the back. I didn't bring up the possibility of Ellie and me; I let them take the lead on things. During dinner, we had a very friendly conversation, I told them more about me in a humorous sort of way, showing that I didn't take myself too seriously, hoping Ellie would find me attractive. She was dressed in a sleeveless white blouse and a dark blue skirt that came to just above her knees. I certainly noticed her shapely legs. The muscles in her thighs tensed as she moved. Her arms were sexy, too. Her hair was in a pony tail, just like in some of the photos of her, and her pretty face was framed by stud earrings and a sparkling choker-necklace. She had that pretty smile, and her eyes were really sexy.

We had a nice meal, accompanied by before dinner drinks and a bottle of wine. As we were enjoying coffee and dessert. Ellie said, "Why don't you two take me dancing."

Richard suggested a nearby club. He and I hit the head before leaving. At the urinals, I asked him, "So what's happening?"

He said, "She's thinking about it. Just see what develops."

They rode together to the club, with me following.

It was crowded place and we were fortunate to be able to find a booth in the back corner, fortunately not far from the dance floor. As we walked in, Richard gave me a nod, indicating that he had talked to Ellie on the drive and things were still heading in the right direction. I got a pitcher of beer and a carafe of wine for Ellie.

I had no sooner sat down than Ellie asked me to dance. We boogied to a few fast numbers and worked up a good sweat. She was a bit high, in a buoyant mood and was having a good time. We danced well together, sharing some moves and staying close. When a slow number played, I took Ellie in my arms and after a minute or so, pulled her close with our chests together and her arms around my neck. I inhaled her fragrance and looked at those seductive eyes. We joked about some of the other people on the dance floor, almost shouting above the loud music. She rested her head against my chest and I put my nose in her hair, smelling her shampoo and perfume. My dick was stirring and I kept my pelvis away so she wouldn't think I was too eager or too easy. As the song neared completion, she seemed to nuzzle closer to me and my boner pressed against her belly.

The song ended and we adjourned to our booth, sitting on one side, opposite Richard. He went to the head and while he was away, I took another step. I leaned over to her, put my arm around her shoulder and kissed her. She kissed back, putting unexpected passion into it. I could tell she was aroused. I loved the taste of her lips. She was like a ripe peach and she was soft with that intoxicating scent.

She said, "I know what you guys have been planning for tonight."

I said, "It's only what you want to do."

She said, "Thank you. I'm still thinking about it. You're sweet and I'm having a good time."

I kissed her again.

I asked her, "Richard says you two want to add a third person."

She said, "Yeah. It's something we've talked about in bed."

"He wants to watch you."

"I know."

"Do you want him to watch you?"

She said, "I think so."

"Why?"

She thought for a moment, then said, "It excites me for him to see me do things. He's the only man I've been with. I'd like to try it, just to say I've done it."

I kissed her and said, "You're a beautiful woman. It would truly be special if you would let me make love to you."

She kissed me again and we spent the next few minutes in heavy embrace. My hands roamed over her ass. I stroked her nylon-covered legs and her bare inner thighs above the tops of her stockings.

Richard returned and we barely acknowledged him. Ellie said to him, "Do you like watching, honey?"

He didn't need to answer. She added to her passion, kissing me and opening her mouth. Our tongues tangled; we were getting it on with Richard silently observing. I think he had his hand on his prick.

She excused herself to go to the ladies' room.

I looked at Richard. "She seems interested. Are you sure?"

He said, "Yeah. If she's up for it. You two look hot."

She returned and I stepped out to let her into the booth. When she sat down, she held her hand out, holding her panties. She showed them to her husband, then handed them to me. I noticed that she had also removed her bra. Even in the dim light, I could see a trace of the color of her nipples and her breasts bounced around with every movement. With her sleeveless blouse, I could see the side of one breast through the arm hole. Fantastic!

We began to kiss again. In the dark club, there were others doing similar things, so we weren't particularly noticeable, but we were going at each other. It was the passion of a new connection. We were tasting each other and my hands got more familiar with her body, roaming over her back and sliding under her blouse. I moved my hand up and held her breast in my hand. I loved the feel of her soft skin as my other hand roamed over her back. She was hot, kissing me and twisting her head and body. Her nipple was hard and my fingers toyed with it. It clearly aroused her and I leaned her back in the booth, with my body on top of her. I pulled her shirt up and bared her breasts. My lips touched that wonderful nipple, then moved to the other breast and sucked the little nub.

While my face was buried in her chest, my hand moved up her skirt. I touched those smooth, silky thighs. Her legs fell apart and I moved higher to where her soft pussy hair was waiting, feeling the heat in her crotch. Her panties were gone. She had deliberately uncovered her pussy for my benefit. She was on fire with lust. I knew if we continued that I might even fuck her right there in the club.

"Let's get out of here." She said to me, "Take me home and fuck me."

I was amazed that this fine, wonderful woman wanted me. I wanted her more than anything. The scent of her perfume and the lotion on her skin was intoxicating. Her kisses were wonderful and she was a truly nice person.

We quickly exited the club with Richard following behind. Ellie climbed into my car. We embraced and kissed in the parking lot. I pulled her blouse up and over her head, removing it and exposing those wonderful tits. My mouth suckled her nipples while she ran her hands through my hair. My hands explored her legs, sliding over her stockings up to where her bare skin provided a gateway to her pussy. My finger touched her vulva and then she stopped me.

"Not here. Take me home."

I kissed her again. The warmth was radiating from her body, evidence of her lust.

She giggled, "I feel like a teenager on date."

I turned the key and drove toward their home. It was Ellie's turn to be the aggressor now. She reached over and put her hand on the bulge in my pants, finding my prick through my clothes. I raised my hips in response to her attention.

She unzipped my fly. "Let's see what you have in here."

She found my cock and held it in her warm hand. I pulled to the side of the road and kissed her. We opened our mouths and I sucked on her tongue. My hands roamed over her breasts while she pumped my cock. If the console hadn't been in the way, I might have fucked her in the car.

I resumed driving while she played with my straining dick. We pulled into their driveway. I went around to open her door and she immediately went for my cock. Her husband was watching from the front door. Ellie was aggressive; she slobbered over my meat, taking it into her mouth, holding my balls in her hand and licking them. The car door was open and the overhead light was on. Any watching neighbors would be able to see the half-naked housewife next door sucking a stranger's cock in the driveway. She was swallowing me, fucking me with her mouth. Ellie had morphed from a polite housewife to a sexual tiger. I ran my hands through her hair, disheveling it, while she bobbed up and down, taking my dick into her throat. I looked at Richard to see his reaction and he was just watching expressionless with his hand holding his prick through his pants. I looked down at his wife's head, straining to take my entire cock in her throat. I was about to come, so I stopped her. She wanted my cock and I had to hold her at bay. I'd never had a woman want my cock so badly. This was amazing.

She was till topless; her breasts bounced and jiggled as we walked into the house. I watched her pretty nipples in the glow from their porch light. Once in the house, she dropped her skirt and stood before me wearing just her stockings and her shoes. Her heels made her legs flex beautifully. I gazed at her beautiful pussy; the tuft of brown pubic hair formed a dark triangle above the tight slit between her legs.

I followed her, focused on her ass cheeks; they swayed with her walk. She led us back to their bedroom. I pulled off my shirt and undid my pants. With Ellie on the bed, essentially naked, I dropped my underpants and freed my hard prick. Sitting on the side of the bed, she took my cock in her mouth again. My hands undid her pony tail; her hair tumbled over her shoulders. Her pretty eyes turned up at me with my cock in her mouth. I gently stroked her hair while her tongue played hopscotch on my dick. She definitely wanted me to fuck her.

I pushed her onto her back and moved between her legs. I wanted to get my prick in her as soon as possible; I didn't want to risk her changing her mind. My cock easily slid to the right spot; her anatomy was designed to channel my prick into her vagina. I felt it press into the opening to her sex, and then her flesh squeezed the tip of my prick, initiating that sliding friction that feels so wonderful. I pushed a bit more and my cock slid deeper into her slippery vagina. Her muscles massaged my prick as it pushed into her. My pelvis pressed against hers and I was balls deep. She laid back and I began to pump her, leaning in to kiss her, my tongue probing her upper lips while my cock spread her lower ones. She was wet and warm and absolutely wonderful. I've had a few women in my time, but none of them matched Ellie's unrestrained passion. Her legs were wrapped around me, she gasped loudly and I could feel her tensing in an orgasm. Making a woman come is the absolute pinnacle of manly accomplishment. I was giving her the ultimate pleasure, what a man should do for a woman. She had abandoned all of her inhibitions and was wildly and eagerly craving sex. With me!

I wanted to take more of her. I wanted to taste her, so I slid down her precious body, kissing all over her breasts, biting her nipples, then caressing her stomach with my lips. I put my tongue in her cute little navel. When I arrived at her patch of pubic hair, I took a moment to take in the wonderful sight of her pussy. My fingers stroked her inner thighs; her skin was so soft and smooth. I pulled one stocking down her leg, touching her skin with my fingers and lips as I slowly rolled the nylon past her knee and down her calf. Her delicate foot enticed me and I kissed it, licking the sole of her foot. I took each of her toes in my mouth and slowly sucked on them while looking up at her spread-open pussy.