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I’ll start this will a bit of background. My wife Erin is the very definition of a textbook Ginger. Long red hair, slim body, with nice C-cups, a tight butt, and a sex drive that most men could only dream of fulfilling. She’s truly the definition of insatiable. Try as I do, I have a hard time keeping up with her needs.
I stumbled upon an article one day discussing group sex, especially the inclusion of another man in the mix and my mind started to wander to the possibility of sharing Erin with another guy. A while later, when Erin and I had sex, I found that I started to fantasize about the possibility of sharing her, imagining another man getting and giving her attention at the same time as me. Eventually, I mentioned it during sex and Erin dismissed the idea, but reacted physically with an incredible orgasm moments later. It was obvious that the idea turned her on. It took quite a while before we agreed to try to act on this fantasy.
Erin and I had continued our fantasy, dirty talking and finally started to discuss candidates. We batted around the idea of a stranger which had some benefits because if things didn’t work out, we could walk away without worrying about being judged by friends or associates. Ultimately, we decided on the safety of someone we trusted instead of a stranger.
My oldest and best friend is named Peter. While Erin and I were being intimate one night, I suggested that Peter might be a good candidate to join us. At first, Erin balked at the idea but her body betrayed her yet again, suggesting that she was very turned on by the idea. Later, when I called her on it, she agreed that he would be someone she would love to have some fun with.
So it was that Peter was the first person I trusted enough to talk to about the fantasy Erin and I had about including another man to help me satisfy her. Peter’s not much taller than her, but is extremely fit, with lean muscles and a devilish grin. I mentioned it to Peter one afternoon while we were tinkering on a car and he gave it some thought, then eventually agreed to try it, with some basic rules that we all agreed on.
Erin and I discussed the plan, then made the arrangements for Peter to come by one evening. Because of how attracted they were to one another for all those years we’d been friends, and the sexual tension that had built up from the time we’d discussed the idea to the actual meeting, I decided to let the two of them enjoy one another with me there just to watch, but after that, both Peter and I gave her all the attention she could possibly want, plus some, resulting in some amazing sexual encounters.
After that first night, we included Peter about once a month. I was completely secure in my relationship with Erin and saw that they became a bit closer due to the intimacy, but were still more like friends with benefits. There were a couple of times Rus Escort that I was stuck working out of town, or on shift work and was really horny so I arranged for Peter to go visit Erin without me there. Erin rang me each time and put the phone on the end table so that I could listen and enjoy vicariously while jerking off. We all respected the rules of engagement and things went well this way for years.
More recently, Peter was over at our house for dinner, along with some other friends. The alcohol was flowing and both Erin and Peter got pretty drunk. They both stepped out front to smoke a joint and I heard them laughing and jokingly squabbling. I went to the door and opened it to ask what was going on.
Peter replied, “Hang on.” He turned to Erin and asked, “What’s the bet? What do I get if I’m right?” I was intrigued.
Erin giggled, then looked back at Peter, “I don’t know. What do you want?”
Peter looked at me, then back at Erin with his trademark grin, then replied back to her, “A blowjob.”
Without hesitation, Erin replied back, “Done!”
Peter then turned to me, holding up a metallic grinder, used to grind marijuana for smoking, “Where did you get this?”
I replied back to Peter right away, knowing exactly where it was from, “You.”
Peter turned to Erin quickly and smiled, “Told you!”
Erin mumbled something, then nodded, saying that she thought we’d purchased it somewhere.
That was the end of that discussion that night and I’d assumed that due to them both being very drunk and fairly high, that neither remembered it at all as it wasn’t brought up again for months.
I was busy working one day when I received a text message from Peter, “What’s your thought on me collecting that debt from Erin?”
As it had been months since the bet, I’d all but forgotten about the bet so I was confused as to what he meant. I replied back, “Debt?”
Peter replied, “Remember that bet at your place a few months ago?”
I suddenly remembered exactly what he was referring to and I was immediately turned-on by the idea. I replied, “I’d hate for her to default on a debt. Thoughts?”
There was a long pause before Peter texted back, so long that I returned to work for about 20 minutes before my phone chimed again. I opened it to see Peter’s message, “I’ve been working stupid hours lately, as you know, and haven’t had much time to get away. I’d love to have company on my lunch break one day. Maybe you could bring me lunch? 😉 “
I texted back, “Leave it to me. I’ll be in touch soon.”
When I got home that night, I was beyond horny. I hugged Erin when I walked in the door, then kissed her passionately. I began to fondle her, then turned her away and bent her over the kitchen counter, yanking her jeans and panties down before pushing my hard Sincan Escort cock into her.
“What’s gotten into you?” she asked, panting while I pounded her from behind.
I thrust in and out a few times before replying, “Peter messaged me today. He’d like you to pay your debt to him.”
Erin didn’t reply at first, moaning while I fucked her. A minute or two later, she breathlessly replied, “I was wondering if he’d ever want to collect. I’m game if you’re okay with it. After all, it wouldn’t be right for me to welch on a bet.” She giggled after the last sentence.
I fucked her harder, her reply turning me on even more. I answered, “You know I’m good with it.” As the images of previous encounters between Erin and Peter flooded my mind, I burst, flooding Erin with my cum. She screamed out, climaxing also, obviously also very turned on by the thought.
Later that night I told Erin my idea, “Peter is working a ton. He suggested that you repay him on his lunch break. It’s too public there so I thought that I could drive you there, we could pick him up, and you could repay him in the back seat of the truck while I watch in the mirror.”
Erin stared at me, contemplating my idea, then replied, “As long as you promise not to crash. I don’t want to bite him!” she giggled. I smiled, then assured her that I’d find somewhere quiet to park.
I texted Peter just before bed that night, “Debt repayment tomorrow? What time’s your lunch break? We’re going to take you out for lunch.”
Peter replied, “Absolutely! Noon. Sounds good.”
I drifted off to sleep, my head full of dirty thoughts, as I’m sure Erin did also.
Erin and I both work from home, so making this happen from our end was easy. Erin spent the morning doing little tasks, obviously too distracted to work, before showering and dressing up for her lunch date. She wore a black tube top along with a short skirt, no bra or panties. She looked divine, and horny. Her cheeks were flush and she had that sparkle in her eyes that she gets when she is full of lust.
When the time came, without another word, we both got together and headed out to my truck. The rear windows are tinted and the rear seating area is very spacious and we figured this would afford the most privacy.
We got in and I drove us to Peter’s workplace, stopping out front and sending him a text. Before I’d hit the send icon, Peter was coming out the front doors with that grin of his. He immediately jumped into the back seat of the truck. I started to drive and as soon as we were out of sight of his workplace, Erin quickly climbed over the console into the back.
I started to adjust my mirror so I could see what was happening while I drove somewhere more secluded so that I could park and watch. By the time I’d moved the mirror, I could see that Sıhhiye Escort Peter’s pants were down around his ankles and he was holding his cock in his hand. He put his hand on the back of Erin’s head, grabbing a big handful of her thick ginger curls, then pulled her mouth down to his crotch. Erin quickly shifted onto her knees on the seat beside him.
It was very hard watching the road and I was grateful that we weren’t in a busy city setting. I still almost swerved off the road as I tried to get glimpses of what Erin was doing to him. I mostly had to resign myself to listening to Peter’s moans and the sounds of Erin slurping and gagging on his cock.
I was urgently searching for a place to park nearby. I’d previously scoped out what I thought would be a great spot, but based on the pace the two of them were going, I feared they’d be done before I even got there so when I passed a mostly vacant parking lot at a hardware store, I turned in. I immediately parked at the side of the lot, as far away as I could, nosed in. I shut the truck off and turned in my seat.
Erin was bobbing on Peter’s cock and he was leaned back, holding Erin’s hair out of the way, pulled back into a pony tail with his hand retaining her thick red mane. One of her hands was massaging Peter’s balls and he was groaning as she skillfully sucked him. Her top was pulled down and her skirt was up around her waist with her ass in the air. She was completely exposed.
Erin is very skilled in bed, but I have to say that she takes great pride in her ability to suck cock. She was moaning around his shaft, taking him all the way to the hilt over and over again. I realized that she was moaning not only because she was enjoying what she was doing to him, but also because his hand had found her bare pussy and he was fingering her.
Peter spoke now, “Oh fuck Erin. That fucking mouth is incredible! You want me to cum?” Peter’s question was met with a loud moan. Erin immediately moved her hand from his balls to his shaft, gripping it tightly and pumping it in synch with her mouth. She does this when she’s trying to make a guy cum, and it works every time. Her hand started to twist and move up and down and Peter groaned.
Peter’s breathing became shallower, then he suddenly threw his head back, thrusting his hips up off the seat and groaning loudly. Erin’s cheeks inverted as she sucked harder, then moaned around his cock. I could see that Erin was swallowing as Peter spurted his semen into her eager mouth.
Moments later, Erin lifted her head, licked her lips and smiled at Peter. She hadn’t spilled a single drop of his cum. She then straightened her clothing and sat down next to Peter as he pulled his pants up over his now softening cock. They kissed briefly, then she smiled at him and said, “You know, I’m going to need both of you boys to look after me soon, especially now that you’ve got me all wound up?”
Peter grinned, “Whenever you want!”
I took care of all of Erin’s needs that night, and it wasn’t many days later before we had Peter drop by so that we could both use her and satisfy her for a while longer, at least until she needs more than I can provide on my own.
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