Here Are Some Of The Selfies I Sent To My Besties Husband Every Morning. He Usually Replies Back Jerking

“It’s cool, go on ahead to the store” he says

She pipes in “yeah, it’s no big deal, I’ll stay here and keep him company”

Then there were smiles and giggles between the two of them. Honestly, there had been all evening.

Reluctantly, I tell Alicia “let’s go” knowing damn well that the second we leave, they will be all over each. The thought makes me nuts but it also makes my insides tingle.

He wasn’t used to this, really. Being allowed to flirt, kiss, and fuck whom ever he wanted. But he was definitively getting used to the idea. There had always been chemistry between him and Heather, and she did rub her butt on his crotch that one time.

They were a little buzzed and it was so obvious she was down for being alone with him. Once we (me and my other friend were gone) he put his hand on her thick thigh and tickled back and forth from her knee to her mid thigh, and when he was feeling braver, all the way up to her crotch area, and back down.

She didn’t pull away, she didn’t stop him at all, even though she’s his best friends fiancé. Instead, she leaned in for a kiss and he reciprocated. He was hungry for her, the kissing went from light to heavy in a matter of seconds. Suddenly she pulls away, touches her lips, looks at him and says “omg we can’t” his dick was instantly rock hard. He knew they weren’t going to stop.

“It’s ok” he says, no one will ever know (he knows he will tell me all about this later, but she doesn’t need to know that) “and I want you so fucking bad” he said and squeezed her inner thigh.

It was sort of a blur after that. He kissed her hard then and moved his hand up her short shorts and right past her panties and was rubbing her clit and fingering her untill she was moaning in his mouth.

Holy Fuck his cock felt like it would already explode. Her pussy was hot and slick. He wanted to be inside of her. He didn’t realize how bad he wanted to fuck his best friends fiancé till now and he couldn’t believe this was actually happening.

But he couldn’t stop. He didn’t want to stop. Neither did she. He grabbed her tank top and pulled it up, her big boobs fell right out and he groped her everywhere, sucked hard on her nipples, continued fingering her now swollen pussy.

This was all happening at our backyard patio area at the patio table. Since they were outside and alone she was loudly moaning. His cock was pushing against his pants and leaking a little pre cum, he needed relief. He wanted to fuck her so bad.

She grabbed his bulge through his pants. Looked at my husband and said “fuck me now” (fuck. me. now.) (shivers at this thought) he quickly stood up and she was undoing his pants and pulling them down and his rock hard cock just sprung out. Holy Fuck he thought to himself as he looked down.

In an instant he had her bent over the table and was sliding his dick right inside her wet slit past her short shorts and panties and deep inside the folds of her pussy. She felt so fucking good on his dick. He wanted to stay in her pussy but wanted to cum badly too. This was an unusual dilemma for him.

“I’m going to cum” “I can’t fucking help it” he muttered as he started to slow down .

“Cum” she moaned. “Go ahead and cum” He grabbed her hips and pushed so deep into her that the front of her thighs pushed against the table she was bent over on. And he unloaded.

It was fucking sensational. Waves and waves rushed over him as he orgasmed and continually spurted his load deep into her. He could feel her pussy convulsing around him while she orgasmed from feeling his cum.

As he came, his cock stayed hard, so he didn’t pull out. He started humping his load deep in her. It felt so wrong to cum in his best friends fiancé, but it made his dick so fucking hard.

He fucked her nice and slow then, savoring every inch of her hot puffy pussy. “I can’t believe we just did that” she says while he’s still in her. “Me either” he says. They hear the car pulling back up the driveway then and immediately stop, put their clothes back on right and sit down in the same chairs they were in.

When my husband told me about this encounter later that night, while we were cuddling in bed, with his crotch against my ass I responded with “I knew it would happen between you two, it’s so obvious she’s into you!” “I could tell right away when we got back!” “Omg, you came in her though? She’s not on birth control!!”

The second I said it he was rock hard and saying “oh shit” but trying to push into my pussy at the same time. I opened my legs and let him in. He was so fucking hard. And he was done fast, he didn’t cum in my pussy though, instead he pulled out and pushed my face down to his dick to blow him. He shot down my throat saying “suck harder” “harder”

I know he came down my throat, thinking about how he came in her.

This morning I texted her and invited her over next weekend, she immediately responded with “Yes! Can’t wait!”

Nothing hotter than the thought of you sitting in the corner turning into a leaky mess hearing every moan and whimper as you watcher take it all

It’s so hot to suck my husbands ball while he likes hot women’s pictures on insta. Makes me want to go through his phone and start up conversations with them, give him a nice surprise when he opens his app to find a bunch of other woman way hotter than me have messaged him nudes.

Confession:

Edging to the instas of hotter women that’ve liked his pics or that follow him and imagining them together just hits different 😳🙈🤍

My turn for a romantic trip with hubby...

He looks at other women to get up, puts their picture on my back while he fucks me and it’s the image and thought of someone else that quickly gets him off.

He snores as I cry myself to sleep.

It’s so bad that I get turned on when they laugh at me wearing my swim suit that show my rolls. My husband laughing along with them is just the cherry on top.

I want to be her bestie soooo damn bad. Just watch my husband jerk it to her pics. I’d fantasize about licking her pussy juices from his cock and balls. Even if it was day old dried I bet it would still taste good. Omg I’m just edging to the thought of them face timing while I eat his ass and he strokes his cock, telling her how much he wants her, how gorgeous she is, and how they could use my mouth as lube, not like she needs it, but the sloppier the better.

Here are some of the selfies i sent to my besties husband every morning. He usually replies back jerking off to me. My bestie thinks hes cheating on her... i guess technically hes not??

the first time

Where we live in the country, there are coffee stands on nearly every corner. In some counties, there are even coffee stands that offer a little something extra with your coffee. Im not sure why they’re called bikini baristas. Ive never seen a girl in a bikini. In fact, I’ve only ever seen them wear lingerie, electrical tape with a thong, or stripper outfits to be honest.

Keeping this in mind, I suggested to my husband during a particularly fun conversation that perhaps he should go down there, order a coffee, flirt a bit, and see how things go. Maybe after regular visits, he’d find a girl he hit it off with.

It was playful conversation one night during foreplay. Afterwards, I wanted to take a bit of the pressure off of him. After all, this was my fantasy, not his… I told him it wouldn’t matter if it actually happened. Making up a story to tell me about picking up one of the baristas and bringing her home to our bed to fuck her, would do just as well.

…

A few days passed and then I got a text, “Can’t wait to tell you all about the barista tonight while I fuck you.” My knees weakened a bit as I reread the message over and over. Unconsciously, I bit my lip and reached down to touch the wetness that was forming between my legs.

I kinda hoped that he would wait awhile before making up the barista story, cause I wanted it to feel believable. Regardless, this was the first step in our cuckquean adventure and I was just excited he was playing along.

When he appeared at the front door that night, he was already wearing a sly smile. He opened the door and found me standing in the kitchen, finishing up the dishes. Brushing the hair off my shoulders, he leaned in and kissed my neck. “When you finish up here, meet me in the room.”

…

“Come here, I want to show you something,” he demanded. I crawled across the bed to where he was seated. He motioned for me to sit in front of him and lay back against the heat of his chest. Whatever it was we were about to look at, he wanted me front row, but with access to my body.

I leaned back against him as he scrolled through an Instagram page full of what I could now tell was bikini baristas. “Ooooh, which one did you pick to tell me about?” I asked.

The squares on the screen each featured a different girl in sexy clothes. Most were playing to the camera with their puckered lips and perky tits. “Which one would you want me to fuck?” he growled in my ear.

“Mmmm,” his breath against my neck made me weak. I scrolled through and looked at all of our options. Each one was pretty in her own rite. They were all around 10-15 years younger than me, and none looked like they’d had children. Everything about them was perfect and perky.

I found a petite brunette with a round ass and big natural tits. She also was dressed in the prettiest black lace lingerie, with a garter belt and thigh highs to match. I knew he’d like her. “I want you to bring her home, baby,” I said as I clicked the square, enlarging the original picture.

She was prettier than me, not by much, but by enough that I felt a pang of insecurity as he grazed his thumb over the picture. “I was hoping you’d like that one,” he whispered against my neck. “I took your advice, baby girl. I stopped by that coffee stand on my way to work yesterday.” His fingers skimmed along my thighs. I uncrossed my legs to allow him more access.

“I ordered a drink, but they were out of what I wanted, so I asked the barista to recommend a drink for me.” He went on to tell me about their flirtacious banter. “When I signed the receipt, I wrote my number on the bottom.” His fingers now lightly grazed my parted lips through the fabric. I was already a dripping mess. I leaned into him as he swirled his finger around my clit, barely touching me.

“She texted me yesterday. Nothing risque… at first, but we got to talking and I told her about your dirty little fantasy. I casually mentioned I was having a hard time meeting girls in the area who would be down with the situation and she didn’t believe me. She said I shouldn’t have any trouble at all finding girls to fuck.”

I whimpered as he pulled my thong to the side, exposing me. “We’ll look at that,” he cooed, “I haven’t even gotten to the good part and you’re already a mess.” His fingers circled over my clit while, with his other hand, he reached up under my shirt for a handful of my tits.

Teasing me with his fingers, he tells me how casual conversation turned into flirting last night. He says she sent him pictures and exits the instagram app. He opens his messages and suddenly I’m confused.

Wait, did this actually happen or is this fantasy?

He scrolls quickly through conversation so I can’t read it. My brain tries playing catch up. So, wait, this actually happened? He went down there to pick up a girl? My stomach is in knots. I feel light-headed and try to come to terms with what is happening. I wanted this… Right? He opens one of the pictures she sent, its a sexy shot of her in lingerie. Fuck, I think. She’s gorgeous… I’m feeling wildly insecure. Maybe I can’t do this.

He flips through a few more photos of her in lingerie before he stops and pulls his fingers away from my clit. His fingers are slick. My pussy is wet with envy. “There’s no denying it now, baby… I knew this turned you on, but I’ve never seen you soak through the bedsheet like that, ” he says pointing to the puddle in our bed.

I’m embarrassed. So many thoughts are going through my head, everything is chaos, the room starts to spin. He swipes to show me the last picture.

I audibly gasp when it comes into focus. “Look at that,” he says, zooming in on the center of the photo. She’s seated on a bed with her legs splayed open. Her right hand is holding the phone while her left hand spreads her pussy open. It’s fucking beautiful and pink and perfect. “That’s the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen,” he whispers into my ear. I whimper again and he slides his fingers inside me.

I lean back into him and close my eyes.

“I could hardly keep up at work last night. Between texting her all night and two trips I had to make to the bathroom, I was behind the whole time. I got so hard looking at her pictures and talking about her being apart of your fucked up little fantasy, I had to jerk off. But the conversation kept going beyond that and before I knew it, I had to jerk off again. That’s never happened to me before. I don’t know that I’ve ever been that turned on.” His words sting, but the ache between my legs intensifies. My hips buck upward, my body betraying me and begging him to continue as the pressure builds.

“You like that, huh, baby?”

I nod my head.

“No, I want to hear you say it.”

My voice cracks. I’m so close now. “You should go back tomorrow. I want you to fuck her. You deserve to fuck her, baby.” I’m right on the edge.

“Remember when I picked up coffee for us this morning?” he asks, “…I fucked her first.”

An intense orgasm washes through my body. His fingers slow to a steady pace as we ride through my clenching muscle spasms. My breath slows to a normal pace before either of us speaks.

“That was everything I hoped it would be, babe,” I said as I rested against him, “Thank you.”

Holding my chin, he turns my face up towards his, “Show me your thankful,” he says, “get on your knees.” I do as I’m told and slide off the bed and get down. He turns to grab something from the bed. I wait patiently at his feet.

It’s his phone. He opens a video and starts to watch. There’s a lot of heavy breathing and smacking sounds. Then I hear his voice coming from the video, “Oh my God. Your pussy is so tight. Fuck.”

“Open your mouth,” he demands, looking down at me. I do as I’m told and I’m immediately rewarded. I can taste her on his dick. I’m overcome with envy and lust. My tongue explores the length of him as I lick her pussy off of my husband.