I'd always fancied Debs - ever since Mike introduced me to her, I wanted her. So pretty. Stunning in fact, but more than that, she has one of the most sexual bodies I've ever seen. By that I mean not just 'hot' - not just a lovely shape with all the right curves, and pretty too - but SEXUAL: the way she moves... I often myself staring at her, especially her breasts and crotch. I'd look and wonder what her vagina was like.

And Mike encouraged that. He was desperate to see her satisfied, to see his wife give herself up to another man. And, don't get me wrong, he's fucking sexy too and bloody good-looking - great body, silver hair and beard. We've played with each other a few times and, let me tell you, he knows how to suck cock. The thing is... his cock is not all that. Not tiny - but not what you'd call a 'man's cock'. He certainly doesn't satisfy Debs. She knows it. He knows it. And I know it - which is how we all ended up in a hotel room in Glasgow.

Mike asked me to share what happened...

I looked at her, at her body. Naked on the bed with her gorgeous soft skin. Her vagina had a little hair above it - just enough to excite and tease - while her sex yawned open. I looked at her breasts stretched out, aching to be licked and mouthed and sucked by a proper man. She deserves that. She needs a real mouth to please her... licking her breasts, taking her phenomenal nipples in his mouth and then sucking them hard. Sucking them so hard in fact it hurts her... but then I know she wants that. She told me. She told me Mike doesn't satisfy her. She wants a real man to take control, to make her cum any way he can - while her husband sits watching, naked, in his chair... wanking his little boy cock - rock hard but barely visible in your fist.

So I slid down between her legs and pushed them wide to open her magnificent cunt... dripping now with her juices, running down her lips.

"Come here, Mike"... and he rushed over like an eager puppy.

Looking at me, Debs reached down with one hand and her fingers started to stroke her clitoris. She arched her back while her other hand caressed her breasts and her nipples contracted and got harder.

"Look at how wet she is, Mike. Your wife is wet for me. I've made her wet. Now lick it... Lick her vagina"

He knelt and leant in, his bearded mouth next to her cunt... and ran his tongue up her slit, so smooth and soft and hot and wet. Debs instantly started moaning so when he tried pull away, I held his head there tight, pushing his face into her pussy.

"No, Mike... She tastes exquisite, doesn't she? She wants more. You lick and you lick hard and... now, you kiss me. Those juices are for me, not you"

Sitting back, he looked at me, his beard and chin covered in her cunt juices. He looked so fucking sexy. My hand reached for his cock and I leant in, our open mouths soon finding each other, with our tongues in each other's mouths. The taste and smell of her sex, the bristles of his beard against my lips... it was bloody fabulously hot. Next to us, Debs eyes were shut as she masturbated - faster now, more desperate. We could hear the soft squelching as she moaned and shifted on the bed and, between her legs, Mike and I kissed and kissed. Our arms slipped round each other and, for a moment, it was just him and me. Together. Two mature married men, friends, kissing, lost in a sexual union as I tasted his wife on his lips. A connection born out of the forbidden...

I pulled away. I looked him in the eyes.

"Now piss off, I want to fuck your wife". 

Taken aback, he stood to go back to his chair chair but, before he turned I smacked his cock hard. It hurt and, when he flinched, I just laughed.

"Go on, take your mouse prick back to your chair."

And then my attention returned to his wife - naked, sweating, on her back, masturbating her cunt with her legs wide open and her juices running down the folds of her cunt. Her eyes opened and she looked at me.

I smiled and wrapped my arms under her thighs, leant in and I slowly ran my tongue up her vagina. And down again. And up again before, brushing it over her clitoris, I pushed my tongue inside her - not gently but fast, hard, and as deep as I could. She jumped a little but I didn't stop. I gripped her thighs tighter and, again, I pushed my tongue into her sopping cunt... and out again and then back into her... and again, and again - fucking her with my tongue.

Her hands were suddenly on my head and she pushed against me... "Fuck - YES... don't stop that, " she said, "don't EVER stop that'.

And all Mike could do is watch and wank his stiff little willy like a boy watching a late night movie. While I ravished his wife, while I used her like she wants to be used, like she NEEDS to be used... all little Mikey could do was play with himself in the corner.

Debs was lost in the moment now as I continued to push my tongue deep into the folds of her sex... a rhythm now... again and again and again I fucked her with my tongue, brushing her clit and pushing inside. And she began to buck against me now... her back was arched... her breasts flushed... Jesus, her nipples were so stiff. My head between her thighs, I reached up and grabbed both her tits fucking hard . I grabbed them and squeeze them and forced her back down to the bed so I could push harder against her sex with my mouth.

Which is when the orgasm started to rise within her.

"Oh Christ... oh.. fu..." 

I didn't let up... Faster now. Faster and harder, I pushed my tongue into her.  We writhed against each other, our bodies drenched in sweat and "Yes... YESS"... She started to cum. Fuck, did she cum - her body went rigid and she shouted out - noises, not words - and she started to squirt from her vagina... onto my tongue, into my face, jet after jet. Still pushing into her cunt with my tongue, I tasted all I could as she clenched me between her legs. Fuck, my cock has never been harder than when I felt her orgasm peak...

I didn't release my grip though until, slowly her body started to relax back on to the bed.

All the while, I knew Mike was watching - wide-eyed, jealous, hurt - but so turned on by seeing his wife climax with another man. Debs was out of breath, exhausted... fulfilled. Her cunt was on fire - red, puffy, covered with her juices. She was in another place while Mike... I saw him looking down. He'd cum on his hand. Pathetic.

"Come here, Mike... NOW"

He rushed over to us... his wife lying open, vulnerable and sated on the bed... her lover still kneeling between her legs. As Debs lay in a daze, I stood and told him to kneel and...

"Suck me. Make me cum"

Like an obedient schoolboy, he reached up and gripped my rock hard hard penis, pre-cum dripping from the foreskin, and took me in his mouth.

It felt good. It felt fantastic. I can't deny it. He was shaking and his wet mouth felt warm around me - his bristled lips tight on the shaft of my cock. Fuck, I was close. I knew that. The sexual energy from his wife had taken me to the edge. Holding his head in my hands - just as I'd forced him into Debs - I now pushed my cock deeper into Mike's mouth, fucking into his mouth like a cunt - not slowly, not gently, but like a man possessed.

I wanted to cum.

"Feel it in your mouth, Mike... my cock is hard because of your wife, because she's so hot, because she wanted my cock"

He gripped harder and moved his head up and down as I fucked. I felt my penis sliding between his lips, against his tongue. I was thrusting hard and fast.

Suddenly, I was aware Debs was watching and masturbating again - out of control, her hand like a blur as she frigged her cunt, heading for another orgasm. It was too much for me. Mike was almost struggling to stay upright as I was overtaken by my own orgasm. Thrusting like an animal now, I felt it rise fast and I started to cum, pumping burst after burst of it into his mouth. It took over my whole body as I gave Mike my all.

Beside us, Debs cried out and her body went rigid again, another orgasm gripping her body... while I gripped Mike's head to give him my last bursts of cum. It was in his mouth, on his tongue, dribbling from his lips... as my fucking slowed and my hands gradually relaxed round his head.

I eventually stopped and pulled out of Mike's mouth and looked down at him. He looked up at me. His eyes were watering. His face was red. My cum was smeared round his mouth.

I looked over at his phenomenal wife - legs open, her vagina yawning wide all puffy and wet, her closed with one arm above her head. I looked back at Mike, my friend, the cuckold. God, I adored them both. I leant down and kissed him on his lips.

"Thank you, Mike. Thank you for everything."