"Are you going to leave Ted?" I asked.

She laughed. "Are you nuts?! I love Ted!"

"Well then why...?"

"Listen," she said, "...do you remember how the sex was when you and Bob first met? When all you could think of was his hands on you and his juice cock inside you, and whenever you were together you would tear off each other's clothes and fuck like animals...two or three times in a row sometimes..."

I *did* remember. I felt a tingle in my pussy and I blushed.

"I'll take that as a yes," she said. "That's the way it is with Carlos. We hardly even talk-it's hard to talk with your mouth full of hard cock. We just fuck like animals until we are too tired and sore to fuck anymore, and then he leaves until the next time. I have no interest in anything more with him, and he knows it and feels the same way."

"But...how can you...?"

She laughed again. "I'm going over there now. Do you want to come and meet him?"

"Oh, I don't..."

"Come on. Aren't you curious?"

"Well, yeah, but..."

"Do you have some where you have to be right now?"

"Well, no, but..."

"Well c'mon then! He won't bite you. Unless you want him to."

I still don't know why, but I agreed. I really *was* curious to see what this guy had that she found so compelling that she would risk her marriage for.

We drove over to an apartment on the west side-I later found out that it wasn't actually his, it was a place that he and some friends kept for 'partying'.

When we walked in the door, Michele introduced us, "Carlos, this is my friend, Angie-Angie, *this* is Carlos."

He was slim and swarthy and he smiled, flashing a mouthful of very white teeth at me. "Ciao Bella," he said, and then to Michele, "Ciao Bella."

She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. His own hands went to her waist, and then to her ass. Then it moved up and he grabbed a handful of tit through her blouse. She moaned around his tongue but didn't break the kiss as his hands pulled up her blouse, exposing her tits to his hungry hands. Michele wasn't wearing a bra. Carlos broke the kiss, and moved his mouth to her tit. He suckled greedily, and then took her nipple between his teeth and pulled gently. Her knees started to buckle and he caught her and guided her to the couch. He kissed her again, his one hand kneading her tits and his other disappearing under her skirt. Michele moaned again and shifted her hips to give him easier access. Her skirt hiked up and I could see that she wasn't wearing any panties. Carlos had three finger jammed in her pussy. She moaned and squirmed. I could see his fingers were glistening with her pussy juice. She was literally dripping wet. So, I realized, was I. He started fumbling with his pants and Michele moved to help him. She practically tore them off of him, exposing a large, fat, very hard cock with an immense, bloated mushroom head. My mouth actually started to water, and my pussy felt like it was full of hot butter. His mouth went back to hers and I saw her hand wrap around his fat cock and drag it into position. He sank his cock into her all the way to the balls in one long, slow thrust. Michele moaned loudly and she wrapped he arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, pulling him as deep as he could go, she squealed as she started to cum. He left his cock in to the hilt, grinding it slowly as her clutching, spasming cunt came all over his cock. When she sighed and went limp. He started fucking her with a slow, steady rhythm. I couldn't believe I was standing there watching my friend get fucked. He lifted her lags over his shoulders and really started to hammer her cunt hard. I had a clear view of his fat cock pistoning in and out of her splayed pussy, dragging out the lips of her pussy with each stroke. She grunted with each stroke and then screamed, "Oh fuck!" as she began to cum again. Again he thrust his cock as deep as it would go, and then left it there, grinding it against her clit as she came. When she was done, he started to fuck her again with a slow, steady rhythm.

His thrusts became faster and wilder and then I heard her say, "Don't cum yet." She looked at me and said, "Come here Angie."

I did. I didn't want to, exactly. At least I didn't think I did. I walked like a sleepwalker. Carlos was still pumping his cock in her pussy as she spoke to me.

"You need to try some of this, Angie," she said.

"Oh, no Michele, I can't..."

"Oh....fuck," Michele moaned. "You can't believe how good this big, hard, fat cock feels inside me. Come on Angie. I *know* you want some too. I promise I won't tell anyone-Bob will never know. Who will it hurt? Just think of Carlos as a big, warm dildo." If that notion bothered Carlos, he hid it well. I *did* want him inside me, too! My pussy was dripping wet and tingling-almost itchy-with the need for something big and hard inside. I realized I was pulling off my top before I consciously knew I had made my decision.

"You have to promise me that Bob will never find out about this, Michele! I mean it! Promise?"

"Mmmmm...yeah, I promise. You are going to be thanking me in a minute."

I stripped completely naked. In for a penny, in for a pound I say. I lay down on the bed, legs spread wide and knees pulled up slightly, giving them both a clear view of my creamy cunt. Let them get a good look, I thought. Let them see how wet I am-how needy my slut cunt is. Part of me still couldn 't believe I was doing this-I was about to let a perfect stranger fuck me and I was going to let my friend watch!

Carlos pulled out of Michele's cunt. There was a soft 'plop' and then a meaty 'thwack' as his big, hard cock slapped against his belly. He came towards me and I spread my legs wider. He climbed onto the bed and kissed me deeply. I felt his cock, hot and slick, rubbing against the lips of my pussy...and then I felt the head begin to enter me. It was big! But I was so fucking wet that it slid in easy. I took the first two inches and I moaned. It felt so good! I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled and wiggled and squirmed, trying desperately to get that cock all the way inside me. I knew Michele must be thinking I was a total slut the way I was humping for cock, but I figured she was in no position to judge. Actually, it sort of turned me on to know she was watching. In fact, it *definitely* turned me on. Carlos put his hands under my ass and pulled me all the way on to his cock. I felt his balls nuzzled against my asshole as I started to cum. I screamed and I think a scratched Carlos-I started flopping around like a gaffed fish. "Oh God! Oh Fuck! Oh! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

When the last shuddering aftershock left me, I opened my eyes and Michele was smiling down at me as Carlos fucked me slow and steady. "Pretty fucking amazing eh?" she said.

"Oh fuck yeah," I agreed. "God, what a cock!"

After my third orgasm, I started begging for his cum. "Uh! Oh! Oh fuck! Oh, come on baby, I want you to cum inside me! I want you to fill me with your hot cum! Uh! Yeah, fuck that load up my cunt!"

And he did. He started really hammering that big slab of meat into me and then he screamed and I could feel his cum flooding my cunt. It filled my womb and it filled my cunt and then there was no place else for it to go so it started to flow like a sluggish white river out of my cunt and down the crack of my ass. When Carlos was done, he pulled out and moved to the side and Michele was right behind him, on her knees. Later she told me that she had been sucking on his balls when he had cum inside me. She placed her hands under my knees and pushed them towards my breast so that my pelvis was tilted up, and then with one long, slow lick, she lapped up the cum that had dripped down my ass. She licked my asshole, making sure to get all the cum, and dragged a moan out of me when she wiggled her tongue right up my ass for s second. And then she had her face in my cunt as she greedily lapped up Carlos' creamy load. She sucked and licked until she had gotten everything at the opening, and then she started sticking her tongue deep inside, trying to get at the cum that she knew was pooled there. She was like a maniac-I've never seen anyone so hungry for cum! After all the cum was cleaned up, she continued to lick me until I came again.

"Thanks," I said breathlessly.

"Mmmm...no, thank *you*. The only thing better than a nice mouthful of hot cum is licking a big load of cum out of a sweet, pink pussy." I filed that useful information away-I had a feeling I would be needing it later.

A little later, while we were both getting cleaned up in the bathroom, I leaned over and kissed Michele. "Thanks," I said. I didn't know what else to say! Does Hallmark make a card for "thanks for getting me fucked and filled with cum and then licking my cunt clean"?

Michele smiled. "My pleasure. You know, sometimes the best thing about finding a good thing is sharing it with someone. Carlos' cock is a good thing."

"You said a mouthful!" I agreed.

"You have no idea-just wait 'til you *get* a mouthful. In fact..." Michele poked her head out of the bathroom door and called for Carlos, but he had already left. He hadn't even said goodbye! Michele rolled her eyes, "Isn't that just like a man? Well, you'll have to wait until next time, I guess. You are going to love the way that big cock feels when it's throbbing in your mouth. And he *really* cums a lot. I like cum a lot, you know...".

"Yeah, I noticed." We both laughed.

"That's not the only reason I licked your cunt though, you know."

I could tell. I mean, when she first went down on me, she was digging for cum, no mistake-she was going at me just like our dog licks his bowl when the food is all gone. But after the cum was all licked up, she kept licking and I could tell from the way she was panting and wiggling that she was really enjoying it. "Have you done that before...a lot?"

She smiled. "Not a lot. A few times though. Once back in college and a few times since. I've wanted to do you for the longest time though."

I blushed. "You're good at it." She was too, I wasn't just being polite. She really got me off. She had that perfect combination of enthusiasm and technique and natural talent.

"Yeah? Think you'd let me do you again sometime?"

"You really want to?"

"Fuck yes!" She laughed. "Your pussy was just like I had fantasized it would be-hot and juicy and sweet. I like the way you keep your pussy hair trimmed in a little heart too. It's adorable. In fact, *any* time your pussy needs a little 'attention', I'm your girl."

I had a little flashback to how it felt to have her tongue wriggling deep in my cunt...looking up at me with those pretty blue eyes..."Michele, I think you can probably have my pussy any time you want." I just couldn't imagine having the willpower or the desire to say no.

"Well what time is it now...," Michele checked her watch. "Oh fuck-I've got to get home and pick up the kids from school. Soon though...?"

"Oh yeah." Not soon enough for me, I thought. My pussy was getting creamy again just thinking about it.

We finished getting cleaned up, and as we were leaving Michele gave me the phone number for the apartment. "Carlos doesn't actually live here, but if you want to meet with him, just leave a message on the machine telling him when."

"Oh Michele, I don't think I want to..."

"Well, if you do. You might you know. Tonight, when you crawl into bed, you' re going to be thinking back to how his cock felt inside you. You're going to want some more. Soon. Anyway, if you *do*, that's how you can get some."

"You don't mind?"