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When Good Friends Become Great Friends

We have been close friends with Bob and Catherine for many years. My wife Isabel and Catherine talk every day on the phone go to the mall together and support each other in troubled times. Bob and I fish and golf and hunt together, sometimes meet for a beer after work and keep track of each other. On top of all that, we have vacationed with them ever since our children have gone their own ways. We very often spend weekends at our lake side cottage where we fish and swim and drink beer.

We have been good friends despite the different personalities involved, or possibly because of them. My wife Isabel is tall and slim, very calm and collected, takes charge during occasions of crisis and looks almost as you might imagine a lady parson to appear. She looks elegant in evening gown or tee shirt and jeans. She is opposite of all of that in bed, and is a hot erotic lover. Catherine is short and solid in appearance; big breasts and wide hips; a devilish outlook on life; quite loud on occasion and more often than not when drinking; quite outrageous. Her dress will range from colorful to wild, low cut blouses and tight skirts and slacks.

Bob and I are somewhat closer in character at least in physical dimensions, both in the 6 ft. range, moderate builds and both in good shape. However, Bob is not demonstrative at all and you never know if he is angry or happy. He maintains a cool outlook although I know that he can seethe underneath if he perceives mean or underhanded behavior. I am much more outgoing, outspoken at times and basically I wear my heart on my sleeve. In other words, one might expect that Catherine and I and Bob and Isabel the more likely pairings. But we are not and that has never been an issue.

Catherine and I have always had a sexual thing for each other. The feeling has never been expressed in any way except by a teasing provocative approach one to the other. Catherine is that way with all other men it seems and so I have always attributed her seductive actions as just normal for her and not necessarily specific to me. Mind you, I always enjoy our exchanges. We have stolen kisses and feels for many years, but always with a giggle or smile. Most contact occurs while dancing. We both love to dance while our partners are reluctant dancers. While we dance she will ask me to guess if she is wearing panties, or I will ask what color undies she is wearing. Her big tit always fits just beneath one arm as we dance and we have rubbed cock on pussy many times, but always make a joke about it. We have caught each other naked during a shower or change of clothes at the cottage or in a shared condo. We never become embarrassed or make any attempt to cover up but just let the other one take a good look. I know that I have thought about fucking her many times, but have never told her so. And most likely that was because our mates were such straight arrows that we did not want to make them unhappy. In addition my wife Isabel was always ready to fuck whenever I felt the need and she did not hesitate to make the approach when she was horny. So Catharine and I went along, enjoying our erotic encounters when they occurred and never really pursuing them further, despite the opportunities to get it on.

And then our world changed. We were spending the weekend at our cottage on the lake and had been out that evening to a neat restaurant. A great meal, some red wine, spirited conversation and a few dances had set us up for a very nice evening. While dancing with Catherine that night she had seemed somehow more soft and erotic and receptive. Not as loud or teasing, and in fact she had nestled nicely in to my body as we danced. I became quite aroused and rubbed my hard cock on her hip or between her legs at each opportunity. Her response was to nestle her mouth into my neck applying small hot kisses instead of the normal smart comments.

When we returned to the cottage we opened another bottle of wine and sat around the fireplace sipping and chatting. Bob seemed pretty well finished and announced that he was going to bed and as always was the first one to leave the party. A while later I returned from checking something outside to find that Isabel in the kitchen; she kissed me and said she was ready for bed and see you in the morning. I was still in the kitchen when Catherine slipped in behind me and put her arms around me, rubbing her tits on my back. This was something new, it was not done in her usual teasing manner, it felt like she was looking for more. I kept it light however; this was going a little fast so I turned and kissed her on the forehead and returned to the living room and sat on the sofa.

She came in and put on a CD playing soft ballad type music, "Lady in Red" as I recall, and beckoned to me to get up and dance with her. I just smiled and lay back on the sofa. She began to sway her hips and pushing her tits out provocatively as she waved her arms sensuously to come dance with her. Oh, I was interested, my cock was hard and I had moved the knob up under my belt to contain it in case Bob or Isabel might return. But I simply sat there smiling at her and becoming more aroused. She moved towards me, teasing and smiling and swaying her butt. She lifted her skirt upwards until I could see her panties. Damn, I was in sort of a panic watching this woman I had known for years almost certainly trying to get me to fuck her while my wife and best friend were sleeping about 10 feet above my head. She slowly unbuttoned the side of her skirt and as it dropped to the floor my eyes fastened on her black lace panties which were not much more than a thong. Her full hips framed the wide V of her legs and belly and my eyes searched for a glimpse of her pussy. My head was spinning, she wanted to fuck me; there was little doubt about that; and despite my reluctance to play fast and loose with my wife, I was pretty close to taking it on.


Catherine could see me wavering and turned up the heat; turning away from me as she removed her blouse. Then turning back she stood in bra and panties her eyes burning into mine. She moved to within a few feet in front of me, I could smell the scent of sex and my heart was pounding. She pushed her panties down and stepped out of them and tossed them to me. Our eyes met as I raised the panties to my face and sniffed and licked them. This seemed to get to her and she trembled. The tease had pretty well left her face. She whispered, "Take your cock out, I want to see it hard, and I know it is hard." I stared at her dark bush in front of me as I undid my belt and slipped my zipper down; pushed my pants and shorts to the floor and settled back on the sofa. My cock sprang out at about a 45 degree angle. She said "touch my pussy; I have wanted to feel your touch for years, feel me." I leaned forward and slid my hand along inside her leg and moved it up until the edge reached her wet slit and I moved it back and forth. She whispered, "Do you like my cunt?" There was no need to answer it in words but I did, "I love your cunt, it is gorgeous and I love the feel of it and I want to fuck it." I let my fingers roam along the slit, slipping in and out, hooking up underneath the pubic bone. Then I put in two fingers and finger fucked her with her clit in between my two fingers. I pinched her pussy lips together, grinding them gently, massaging them as the slit became juicy. The sticky sound of my fingers in her wet cunt could be heard just barely above the music. She was leaning with her hands on my shoulders as I worked her and her eyes were clamped tight at the finger fucking she was receiving.

She moved over me on the sofa, her knees straddling each side of my hips, her wet cunt directly over my cock. Her hand went down and found my cock and said, "Let me do this, just sit back and enjoy." She rubbed it in her slit and then settled down on it. It was as if there were a thousand little tongues licking my cock as it slipped up her cunt hole. I could feel her pubic bone rubbing on mine, our bushes co-mingling. She paused at this point and unhooked her bra and her big tits tumbled out in front of my face. Huge brown aureoles dangling there, the nipples hard and erect like the rubber tips on a pencil. Pulling my face between her tits she began moving and grinding and using her cunt to fuck me. I tried to fuck her back but had little room to stroke so I lifted her butt up with my hands and was able to get enough space to start driving my cock up into her. We were just getting into it when suddenly she stopped and sat up straight. I looked at her but her eyes were on someone behind me. I twisted my head to see Bob standing at the bottom of the stairs. I could not read his expression but I made a move to get up and then realized what would happen if I did. Meanwhile Catherine was pretty well frozen in place. Then my wife Isabel appeared suddenly behind Bob.

The only sound was the music in the background. For some reason I realized that Catherine's pussy was working my cock more or less sucking the knob. Then Isabel was beside us, a light smile on her face as she bent and kissed me and then Catherine. She said "there you are Catherine, you have finally got his cock in you, enjoy." To me she smiled and said, "Is her cunt more gorgeous than mine?" She walked away, taking Bob by the hand and leading him up the stairs. She stopped on the stairway as his hand slipped up between her legs and then she turned to him and opened her robe to expose her tit. He kissed and sucked the nipple as Isabel smiled over at us, "Come Bob, I have something for you upstairs."

Catherine was the first to respond and she put her hands around my neck and her mouth on mine and began moving her cunt slowly up and down my cock which was beginning to regain its stiffness. I thought to myself; what the hell; I am this far along I might as well get off and I began to fuck up at her. I strained up as I shot my load and Catherine collapsed. We sat there as the cum leaked out of her pussy and into my lap. I said, "What the hell just happened? What are we going to say to Isabel and Bob?" She straightened and smiled down at me, "not to worry baby, they have been fucking for 5 years. I just found out this week. And to think of all the times I stopped when I had a chance to fuck you and did not because of them. We have got to make up for it don't you think? Take me to bed and let's get a start on catching up."

I admit to feeling just a little betrayed, but of course I was not in any position to make an issue of it. After all, I was the one caught with my cock in somewhere it was not supposed to be. I suppose it was the worry about loss of affection more than the fact that I had just found out my wife had been fucking my best friend. Over some period of time I had thoughts of nailing Catherine so I had been thinking about it if not doing it. What was it Jimmy Carter said about "lusting in his mind?" But I was also excited about Catherine and her confirmation that indeed she had wanted to fuck me. I wanted more of her and the way seemed to be open this night to explore my buried fantasies about fucking all of her. We arose and straightened out a bit and climbed upstairs.

The door to Bob and Catherine's room was open and as we approached we could hear the soft sound of two people fucking. We looked in and stood there a few minutes, both taken aback and excited about what was happening with our mates. Isabel was on her back with her head on the pillows, her knees raised up with her feet on the mattress. Bob was in between her legs and his white butt was slowly grinding up and down in relentless even stroking of my wife's gorgeous cunt. His cock pulled back all the way each counter stroke, seemed to dally between her cunt lips and then slowly disappeared back into it. A soft grunt came from each of them. Their mouths were locked in a tongue twisting kiss and if they knew that we were watching they gave no sign. They were probably relieved that their secret was out and were now relaxing and totally enjoying each other. Catherine whispered "he can go like that for hours, always the same speed until he cums." Just then Isabel's body arched upwards at the hips, thrusting up at Bob and trying to keep his cock fully in her. I said, "I can tell she is cumming now, but she can cum again if he lasts out." Isabel began to thrash under Bob, her knees opening and clamping alternately on his hips. Catherine whispered again, "come baby, this is making me fucking horny, I need you now."

We entered our bedroom and shut the door. I put the lights on because I loved to see what I am fucking. She had dr*ped her blouse over herself to come upstairs and I removed it while standing her in front of a mirror. I stood behind her and slipped my hands under her arms and found those beautiful big tits I had hungered to suck for years. I hefted them in the palm of my hot hand, lifting them up while her face was turned kissing my neck and ears. My cock slipped between her butt cheeks and along the still swollen slit while my hands continued to massage her tits and nipples. We kissed more passionately as I stood there with this naked woman in my arms ready for whatever would come. She turned and our hands roamed each other and rubbed our bodies together in luxurious fashion, barely believing that we had each other now. I bent and lifted one big tit up and clamped my lips on a nipple, licking it and sucking it into my mouth, pulling it out from her tit. I put my mouth underneath the other tit and licked along the crease between the tit and the chest, then up to the nipple and almost sucked half her tit into my mouth.

I wanted her missionary style for the first "lots of time, no rush" fuck. She climbed to the bed, her face relaxed and lustful and no sign of tease or joking around. This was for pleasure and we both yearned to enjoy it. I looked down over her body as she lay with legs spread, her beautiful big cunt now the focus of my attention. She slowly drew her knees up to her shoulders and presented it all for me, the open and wet slit showing pink below her black bush. I had to force myself to take my time and enjoy every move we would make and not to rush in and cum on the first stroke. The adrenalin was pumping and my cock bowed upwards. I leaned over her on my extended arms and my cock bumped its way between her thighs and belly, finding her bush and slipping down to the welcoming lips. A few short jabs with the knob and then in one thrust I was buried to my bush in her. We kissed as I felt her adjust to the size and angle, her pussy munching on my cock, and then I covered her body with mine and we began our "fuck ballet". It was almost as if we had been at it for years, perfect timing as we strained at each other, fucking each other was what it was and we continued until we cum.

After a snooze, we formed up side by side facing each other, she swung one leg over my hip and guided my cock between her legs and began sliding her wet cunt lips along the top of my shaft, back and forth, back and forth. Then her hand went between our legs and she pressed the knob into her slit. Our open mouths were glued together with tongues probing and feeling each other's lips and tongue and teeth. I started fucking her that way from the side, then pulled her on top of me and let her take over. What a sight, big tits swinging around over my face, her hands pressing on my hips as she lifted herself up and down. I used my thumb to press on her clit, rubbing it as she fucked me. Her eyes closed and she lay her upper body down on my chest and took herself over the edge.

We drifted off to sleep once more and then the next thing I knew I heard Isabel and Catherine talking and watched as they kissed each other and then Isabel climbed into bed with me. Things were a little awkward next morning at breakfast. But soon there were giggles and laughs and we all gathered for a group hug. What's next you say? I am not sure but I can hardly wait to find out.

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