Jealousy, Arousal, Kim, Jim, and Me

"Come sit back down, boys," her chest heaved with excitement as she patted the cushions next to her. I felt so exposed, being naked in front of Jim and Kimberly, particularly when I saw the lustful way she devoured us with her eyes. Two naked men, just for her. For a moment, I felt like just a cock to her. And I liked it.

Jim plopped down next to Kimberly and began kissing her. My best friend was kissing my wife as she caressed his cock! I sat down and began nibbling at her neck. She turned her head and kissed me deeply. I felt strange and exciting knowing Jim just had his tongue in her mouth. I felt her run her fingernails lightly up and down my shaft. I opened my eyes to see Jim kissing her shoulder and massaging her breast while she softly stroked his cock. I thought either my brain would explode or my cock would rip from being so hard.

"Let's make this a little more fair," Kimberly said as she stood up. Her hair was tousled with some strands having fallen from her pony tail. A wet spot had formed in the crotch of her shorts. Her nipples looked like they wanted to rip the cotton of the t-shirt. She took a long look at Jim and me, naked on the couch, hanging on her every motion. Two cocks stood straight up, two lustful men ready to have sex with one woman. She smiled with such satisfaction and confidence, then pulled the t-shirt over her head. Her full, round breasts bounced with their release. I didn't think my cock could get any harder, but it did. Jim was transfixed on my wife's breasts. His hand went to his cock and he smeared the pre-cum over his head. She swayed her hips and her breasts swayed with them. She looked incredible! Her hands made her way to the shorts and in moments she began sliding them down, teasing us. She exposed just a hint of her nicely trimmed bush, then turned her back to us with a cute and sexy wiggle of her ass. Next to me, Jim moaned as he began stroking his cock, watching my wife. I realized that I had been stroking mine, as well. Kimberly bent over a bit and slid the shorts all the way down, exposing her luscious heart-shaped ass. She kicked the shorts off to the side, and I noticed that the living room looked much like it had earlier, full of discarded clothes—though more than before—and naked bodies—again, more than before.

Kimberly kept the high heels on and walked back to the couch. "There, isn't that better?"

"Uh-huh," was all Jim and I could gurgle. She leaned over and caressed our balls. I could barely move, I was riveted by what was happening. I just watched as my wife's hand hefted Jim's sac.

"Stand up." We did. She then took us by the cocks and led us upstairs, keeping a firm hold us as we followed her like lost puppies. When we got to the bedroom, my heart skipped a few beats. The jealousy was back. Our bedroom looked the same, but it was so different because there was another naked man in it. I could smell Kimberly's excitement mixed with her perfume. She sat down on the bed—our bed—and pulled us in front of her. I was about to see my wife have sex with my best friend on our bed, on our sheets. Jim and I stood before my wife as she eyed up our cocks. She felt us, caressed us, tested the heft of our balls. I couldn't believe how much she was enjoying this. I had always thought that she enjoyed the threesome fantasy when we'd tease each other about it, but I figured it was really more my fantasy than hers. But with Kimberly sizing us up, licking her lips, and cooing, I think I may have misjudged her.

Then she said something that made me so horny, so jealous. As she caressed our cocks, she said, "God, Jim, you're so big and thick!" She said it with genuine awe. She said it with excitement. She said it desire. Of course I couldn't help but compare us. I'm about 6". He had to be at least 8". And whereas Kimberly can just get her hand wrapped around my shaft, she couldn't even come close when she grasped him. "And you balls are so nice and big," she continued. Then with a sly grin she added, "and I hope so full." She said this as she gently squeezed my balls and I thought my knees would buckle.

Then she kissed his cock. Just like that. No warning. No announcement. My wife leaned forward and kissed the head of Jim's cock. A string of his pre-cum stretched from him to her lips. "Mmm," she said and then wrapped her lips around his bulbous head. I stared in amazement as Kimberly worked her mouth back and forth on Jim's cock, pumping it while absent mindedly playing with me like an afterthought. I watched as she took a new cock into her mouth for the first time in nearly 25 years. Her eyes were closed, a look of pure enjoyment on her face. Then I noticed that I could see her wedding ring on her finger as she grasped a cock bigger than mine, holding it firm as she slurped it. I hated it and loved it all at the same time.

I looked over at my best friend. He stared at Kimberly's mouth as it traveled up and down his shaft. His expression of awe made me proud: proud that my wife could elicit such a feeling in another man. And I was proud that I was able to be a part of what was happening. He sense me looking at him and he turned his gaze to me. "I can't fucking believe this," he said, his voice a soft whisper.

"Neither can I," I said.

Kimberly just moaned and continued to slurp. It was a sound I'll never forget. So lascivious, so wanton, so...naughty. By now Jim's big cock glistened with her saliva and his pre-cum. My cock, too, was leaking. Kimberly sat back on the bed and just looked us over, her breasts swaying gently with the motion. The look of utter confidence on her face tore at my manliness. This was for her, now: all for her sexual satisfaction. I also knew it was precisely what I wanted, too. I had always wanted to serve her, to be a sexual thing to her, to just be a part of her "stable."

Kimberly continued to just stare at us, licking her lips. She reached up and let loose her pony tail. Her hair cascaded over her shoulders and settled on the swell of her breasts. She shook her head to shake her hair out and again her breasts swayed. Next to me, Jim moaned. From the corner of my eye I saw his rock-hard cock twitch.

Kimberly pointed at me, then at Jim, and continued alternating as she said in a husky voice, "eenee-meenee-minee-moe-catch-a-fucker-by-the...cock. Well, Jim, looks like you're the winner." We weren't quite sure what he won, but we both knew it would be a hell of a prize. With that she propped up some pillows behind her back and spread her body out for her two men.

She ran her fingers lazily through her pubic hair and said, "John, dear, come here and get me ready to be fucked by Jim." She knew the directness of that statement would pierce me, and she was right. That simple sentence has replayed countless times in my head since that day. In that moment I thoroughly was lost to her. I would have done whatever she told me, and I did. I laid down on the bed between her legs and began to softly kiss her stomach while I caressed her thighs. Then I kissed lower. Her pubic hair tickled my nose as I continued down. I felt a weight settle on the bed and realized that Jim had taken his place next to my wife. I heard kissing and moaning and deep, passionate breathing. Still I continued to carry out my job. Kimberly's pussy was sloppy and wet with anticipation. She smelled like raw sex. Her clit, swollen and pink, looked like a little cock. I gently blew on it and I felt her body shudder. I kissed her fleshy lips and they responded by quivering. I slurped my wife's juices knowing full well that in moments they would help to lubricate Jim's cock as he entered Kimberly.

I licked and kissed her, looking up to see what they were doing. Jim feasted on Kimberly's breasts and she had a far-away look on her face. I felt the muscles in her legs tighten, I felt her pussy contract, then in a sudden burst, Kimberly pressed Jim's face to her breasts and yelled out in ecstasy. Slick juices covered my face as she came and came.

I slowed down my licking and let her recover from her orgasm. Kimberly stroked my hair as I softly lapped at her pussy lips. Meanwhile, Jim gently licked the underside of her breasts, softly bathing them with his saliva. Jim and I were both servicing my wife and I loved it.

I happened to look to my side and I saw Jim's cock, hard and big, resting on Kimberly's leg. His head leaked pre-cum, and he left a slick, wet spot on her skin. I just couldn't believe that another man's cock and balls were casually laying on my wife. I began to feel dizzy with jealousy again. I looked up at my wife. She had been watching me as I looked at Jim's cock on her. She continued to stroke my hair, but I also noticed that she was stroking Jim's hair as well. A ball of confusion grew in my stomach. She looked so beautiful with the two of us attending to her. But she was my wife—MY wife—and my best friend was suckling her nipples, his hard cock made a mess of her leg, and she stroked his hair in her post-orgasmic glow.

She smiled at me and my heart nearly broke. I knew what she wanted and I also knew that I wanted it, too. My conflicting emotions propelled me further. They swelled in me, propelling me on. My cock was harder than I had ever felt it.

She shifted her glance momentarily to Jim's cock, then back to me. "Do it," was all she said.

I sat up and moved to her side. She now had two naked, hard men on either side of her. I kissed her cheek, then I kissed her deeply on the lips. I turned to Jim and said, "I'd like you to fuck Kimberly now." They both moaned in anticipation. Jim straddled her, and began to rub his head on her soaked lips.

"Wait," she said, "John, I want you to show me how much you want this. I want you to couple us."

I thought I'd faint, but I really didn't know if it was from jealousy or from joy. I gave a quick look to Jim, as if to ask his permission. He nodded and said, "do it, John."

I reach between them and grasped his cock. It was the first time I had ever touched another man in this way. He felt familiar yet so different. Of course I had stroked myself many, many times, and the feeling of a cock in my hand wasn't foreign. However, he was bigger, thicker, fuller. With my other hand, I gently spread Kim's pussy lips. She was undeniably wetter than I had ever felt her before. I then took Jim's cock and lead it to her lips. I rubbed it a few times on her clit, and she let loose a short, yelp of pleasure. I couldn't wait any longer, and so I took Jim's cock and I inserted it into my wife. From there he did the rest, plunging deep into her with one long, beautiful, soul-fucking stroke. As their pubic hair meshed, my hand was still between them. I felt like an intruder. I felt in the way. I felt like I was invading upon something very private. But I also felt an odd sense of pride—pride that my wife was so sexy, so desirable, so...wonderful. It was almost a sin NOT to share her. I moved my hand and as I did so I brushed passed his balls. They felt unbelievably full and potent. I couldn't help but think how they were going to empty into Kimberly's womb, filling her with strange cum.

They embraced tightly, kissing, only adding to my feelings of intrusion. I just moved back a bit, sitting on the edge of the bed, watching my wife and our best friend fuck. He pulled out of her slowly, nearly all the way out, then slid back in just as slowly. The look of bliss on their faces was indescribable. He continued his in and out motion, increasing the speed and the force with every stroke. Kimberly yelled out, "Fuck yes! Fuck yes! Fuck me Jim! You're so fucking big. Fuck me with your hard, huge cock.

For his part, Jim grunted and thrust. He moaned, "Fuck yes, Kimberly...this is even better than I ever fantasized."

"Me too, me too!" she said as she spread her legs even wider for him.

I just sat there, watching, mesmerized. I touched my cock and was startled by how hard it was and by how much pre-cum oozed down the shaft. They were really going at it now, Kimberly's breasts bouncing and giggling with every stroke, Jim's balls slapping her ass. Her screams had morphed into short, staccato whimpers. Jim sweat as he thrust into her, moaning and grunting.

Eventually their fucking took on a more urgent, immediate rhythm. Kimberly just squeaked, "yes...yes...yes...." Through clenched teeth Jim growled, "I'm gonna cum...."

She grabbed his back, scratching him with her nails. I had never seen her so aroused in all our marriage. Jim's balls pulled up closer to his body and his ass clenched. With one final thrust he let out a guttural moan and Kimberly screeched.

"Fuck yes! I feel you filling me! Fuck...yes!"

And so at that moment my wife was no longer just mine. Another man was filling her with his cum, and she welcomed it, encouraged it, needed it. I saw his ass clench and loosen, clench and loosen as he pumped and pumped into her. She whimpered as she accepted it. Soon he collapsed on her and they kissed for several seconds. When he rolled off of her, Kimberly's body glistened with their combined sweat. Her hair was a tangled mess. She had a serene look on her face. The air in the room hung heavy with their sexual musk.

I felt...I don't even know what I felt. My stomach was in knots. My cock was raging. Jealousy, frustration, pride, awe, and intense sexual arousal all battled within me. When Kimberly recovered a bit, she turned her head toward me and smiled a wicked smile. She cocked her finger, motioning me to come to her. Jim sat back and watched as my wife took me in her arms and kissed me deeply. I could smell Jim's cologne on Kimberly as we kissed. Her body was damp and relaxed below me. She sucked my tongue then kissed my cheek, my neck, then my ear lobe. She whispered in my ear, "thank you, John, for letting me experience that. I love you so much."

I didn't know what to say, so I just said the first thing that came to me. "I love you, too." I think she needed to hear that, to know we hadn't destroyed our marriage. And we hadn't. Holding my wife and knowing that her body was overflowing with Jim's cum, I still knew she loved me and I loved her and that we always would. I said to her, "you looked so beautiful with him. I can't believe how horny that made me, watching you."

She turned her head so she could look me in the eye, almost as if trying to gauge my sincerity. When I smiled at her and began rubbing my hard cock on her thigh, she knew I meant it.

"Would you do something for me?" she asked.

"Of course."

She reached down and caressed my balls ever so lightly. She lowered her eyes a bit then looked back up, like an innocent girl suddenly gone naughty. "Clean me."

My last fantasy was about to be fulfilled. Kimberly was laying there with a pussy full of cum and just asked me to eat it out of her. I felt exhilaration. I felt excitement. I also felt a bit humiliated. I glanced at Jim and could tell he hadn't expected that, but it didn't look like it bothered him.

Then I kissed Kimberly square on the mouth. I proceeded to kiss down her neck, her chest, her cleavage. I detoured a bit to enjoy her full, soft breasts—so sensitive now due to the rough treatment Jim gave them. I kissed them knowing he had just suckled. The intensity of the moment was building. I kissed her stomach, her hips, her thighs. The closer I got to her pussy, the more I could smell their combined sex. I nuzzled in her feathery pubic hair then looked at her used pussy. Her lips were full and swollen. A sheen of her juice covered the entire area. And oozing from her I saw my best friend's cum. A glob of white semen was nestled between her lips, like a pearl in an oyster. I couldn't wait. I pressed my mouth to her pussy lips and kissed her. My tongue moved to where I had seen his cum and I licked. It tasted like her, but different. It tasted like adultery. I let out a soft moan, vibrating her clit. Kimberly stroked my hair and urged me on. "Yes, dear, eat it. Eat it all. Eat Jim's cum from my cunt."

I licked and I sucked and I swallowed. I thrust my tongue as deeply insider her as I could, scooping Jim's cum and eating it. After I thought I got it all, Kimberly contracted her muscles and I was rewarded with more cum. How much had he given her? I wondered. As I ate, Kimberly approached another orgasm. She squeezed my head with her thighs and held my face to her pussy. I managed to look up and saw that she had pulled Jim down to her breasts which he was happily sucking on once again.

"Fuck...fuck...yes...fuck...." was all she could say as she came again.

After she came down from her latest orgasm, Kimberly said, "poor John, you're the only one who hasn't cum yet."

I was well aware of that fact, but I knew what I wanted. I wasn't ready to cum yet, perhaps because I wasn't ready to let the fantasy end.

"If you two wouldn't mind, I like you to fuck again," I said.

Jim just laughed and said, "no problem there!"

"John, are you alright? Are we cool?" Kimberly was truly concerned.

"Oh, we're wonderful," I said. "I just have a specific idea for how I'd like this to wrap up."

After we all agreed to my plan, I went downstairs, still naked and hard, and left Jim and Kimberly alone to fuck again. As I gathered our clothes, I heard our mattress squeak and headboard hit the wall, knowing my wife was getting fucked by someone else. My cock ached from being so hard for so long. My head swam with all my feelings. My balls were tight and ready to explode.

I folded my clothes and put them in a neat pile on the coffee table. I then gathered Jim's clothes and folded them as well. I picked up the orange Hooter's pants and the low cut t-shirt. I marveled at how fucking sexy Kimberly looked in our daughter Joslyn's outfit. Later, after we talked about the experience, Kimberly would tell me that one of the most exciting parts of the night was the fact that she and our 21 year old daughter could fit in the same sized clothes.

I remembered the panties she tossed at me just before she left the kitchen earlier that evening (it seemed like days ago). I fished them out of the pocket of my folded pants and laid back on the couch, listening to my wife and her lover. I dangled her panties over my cock, letting them lightly stroke me. Soon, they were wet with my pre-cum. Upstairs, the squeaking increased and Jim and Kimberly became much more vocal.

I dragged the soft panty material across my balls and my cock twitched. I heard Kimberly shout out, "Fuck yes!" and Jim yell, "I'm cumming!" I smiled with satisfaction.

I gave them a few minutes to recover before I picked up Jim's clothes and the Hooters outfit. I walked naked up the stairs, my cock bobbing in front of me. When I entered the bedroom, Kimberly and Jim were laying in each other's arms, softly kissing and stroking each other. For about the thousandth time that night, jealousy hit me like a ton of brick. They looked so contented together, so satisfied. I cleared my throat and they looked up, almost embarrassed by the position I caught them in. Jim kissed Kimberly one more time then took his clothes into the bathroom to clean up and get dressed. I thought it odd that he would display modesty at that point, but perhaps he wanted to give Kimberly and me a moment alone.

I sat on the bed next to my naked and well fucked wife. I ran my fingers through her long, chestnut hair. She sighed and smiled, then took my hand in hers and kissed my fingers. "Thank you. I don't know how I can ever express what this meant to me."

"I know," I said. I glanced at her pussy. It was red, puffy, and very, very wet. Are you full again, just like we discussed?

She smiled at me and said, "what do you think?"

I grinned and gave her the Hooters outfit. She slowly put it on, taking time to let me see her perfect body as she covered it up again. When she pulled the orange shorts on, she bent at the waist, thrusting her ass toward me. I saw the folds of her pussy and the hint of Jim's cum. She shimmied them up her legs, then turned to me and played with her breasts, just showing them off.