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MARK, Part 1...
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I had a friend once I'll call "Mark."
Mark's marriage fell apart shortly after my wife, Daisy, and I bought our first house. Mark was over at our house a lot as his divorce was panning-out. He practically lived with us for the better part of a year.
Mark's wife had been a real cunt. Daisy and I had never liked her. Not surprisingly their divorce got ugly quickly and real expensive. So Daisy and I had a good bit of sympathy for Mark.
One Friday night in the Fall we were all sitting in the hot tub. Mark had had a rough week. His wife's lawyer had really been sticking it to him and he was in a funk, understandably. We were drinking too much and smoking dope, and we were all naked - but it didn't seem to be cheering Mark up much.
He was telling us these "we never" stories about his wife and their marriage... "We never did this... We never did that... She wouldn't do this... She wouldn't do that..." and it was some depressing shit. I couldn't imagine being with a woman who refused to suck dick. Like... not even for a special occasion! A birthday, an anniversary or holiday or something.
"She was especially uptight about her ass!" Mark said, "Her asshole was totally OFF LIMITS!"
So Daisy asked him, "You never had anal sex?"
"No," Mark said, gloomily.
"But you want to?" Daisy said.
"Sure!" Mark said, "But it's not like chicks are lining-up for me these days. I can't get a DATE, let alone find a girl who'll let me fuck her in the ass."
By this point in Mark's maudlin monologue my wife was pretty outraged. She shot me this look and I understood Mark's night was about to improve dramatically. My heart started beating harder and I felt my peter start to tingle.
After a while we got out of the hot tub and went inside. My wife followed Mark into the family room. I went into the kitchen and got a beer from the fridge, but I lingered there - watching.
Mark, his towel wrapped around his waist, dropped heavily onto our sofa. Daisy stood stark naked in front of him and unselfconsciously dried her hair.
My wife is a lot of woman. She's from the Midwest. Corn country. Ancestors from Scandinavia or Denmark, one of those places in the North West of Europe where Vikings came from. She's big, leaning towards fat, but in a powerful way - not an obese way. She's six feet tall and nearly two hundred pounds. She looks like a farmer's wife who could throw hay bales up to the loft, or an athlete who could throw the shot put or hammer, or how I imagine a shield-maiden would have looked. She's got big tits, a broad ass and thick thighs... and when she's standing stark naked in front of you it's a lot to take in.
And Mark was openly staring at her.
Daisy said, "Would you like to have sex, Mark?"
"W-what?" Mark said - suddenly astonished.
"Would you like to have sex with me?" Daisy said - tossing her towel aside and putting her hands on her hips, "Anal sex. I'm asking you."
Mark looked back at me. His face was so red it was almost purple, "Is she serious?"
I smiled, took a sip of my beer, and said, "Sounds like it to me."
Mark turned back to Daisy, "Sex?"
"Anal sex," Daisy said, "Your dick in my ass."
Mark got flustered. He started blathering nonsense, looking around furtively, half-hearted protests and comments about our friendship, the impropriety, etc. But he wasn't getting-up and walking-out. He wasn't turning away. He wasn't saying, 'No.'
Daisy just looked at him for a long moment. Then she moved forward, bent over, took his face in her hands and kissed him on the mouth. It shut him up. Then they really began to kiss - tongues and lips working hungrily. Mark reached-out and took hold of Daisy's dangling tit, pulling gently on her stiffening nipple.
I moved from the kitchen to the dining room where I was closer and could see better. I began to pull on my hardening peter.
Daisy stopped kissing Mark and said, "You want to fuck me in the ass, Mark?"
Mark said, "Yes."
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Posted on : Dec 11, 2023
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Commented on Oct 2, 2024
Damn what a sexy wife and lucky friend you have. I got a nice hard dick reading your description of Daisy, wow!
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Commented on Dec 11, 2023
MARK, Part 2...
Daisy smiled knowingly. She stood-up straight, said, "Whoopsie... we have any lube down here?"
"Yeah..." I said - moving over to open a drawer in the end table by the sofa, "Here..." Handing her a tube of lube.
She smiled and kissed me, "Thanks..." Then she turned to Mark.
"It upsets me hearing these stories about your wife, Mark." Daisy leaned over and pulled Mark's towel open, "I can do this for you,"
She squeezed a big gob of lube into her palm and began rubbing Mark's stiffening prick - smearing lube along its length and tip, "I WANT to do this for you."
She straightened, squeezed another gob of lube onto her fingers, reached back in her butt crack and smeared lube on her butthole - the whole time talking about what was going to happen, but in practical matters. Like... how it was going to work. She was basically telling him what she wanted - how she would position herself, what she expected from him, what she was okay with, etc. It wasn't seductive or sexy, it was all very 'matter of fact.'
Mark began to slowly wank himself and listened intently.
Daisy then straddled Mark's legs, facing him, knees on the couch cushions beside his hips. He looked-up at her with an awed expression on his face. Daisy lowered herself towards his lap - her big tits all up in his face. Mark slid his hands up her thighs to her hips. My wife reached behind herself awkwardly and took hold of Mark's erection. She arched her back, wriggled her hips a bit, got his prick into position, settled herself a little lower - then she hesitated...
"Ready?" She said.
Mark nodded.
Daisy took a deep breath and, letting it out slowly, she lowered herself down onto Mark's hard prick. She closed her eyes and took her time. She winced one and paused - wriggling her hips to readjust herself and then resumed. As Mark's prick slid up my wife's ass his mouth fell open. He moaned quietly and had a dazed expression on his face.
My wife settled herself lower, then lower still, until her broad ass was resting comfortably on Mark's thighs. She sighed satisfactorily, opened her eyes and said, "There you go, Mark... you're in my ass."
Daisy smiled at Mark. Mark stared back at her and seemed totally focused on her face. Daisy was calm, not at all stressed - her hands on Mark's shoulders. Mark squirmed - shifting his hips beneath her, rubbing his hands up and down my wife's sides, from her thighs up to her tits and back.Â
Daisy said, "Okay?"
Mark said, "Okay."
There was some squirming - adjusting position. There was some fumbling and shifting of sofa cushions. Mark began to explore Daisy's body with a bit more confidence - he rubbed his thumbs back and forth across her nipples. Daisy leaned forward and kissed him - then presented her tits for him to suckle, lifting and cupping them for him. Mark took first one then the other into his mouth hungrily.
I moved to a chair in the living room where I could watch and I began to wank.
Mark was struggling to move his hips more - to thrust, but he could only shift and squirm beneath my wife. Daisy is a big woman and heavy. My wife was moving her hips, but very gently - kind of a slow hula, almost imperceptible. She was watching Mark carefully, but she turned towards me.
"He's so fucking hard, Whoopsie..." Daisy said, "His prick feels like a rod of iron."
I chuckled and rubbed my peter.
Daisy grinned raunchily and winked at me. Then she looked at Mark and squeezed her buttcheeks hard - rocking her hips around in a single quick, tight, forceful circle that made him grunt and groan loudly.
"You like that?" Daisy said, "That was good, huh? You want more of that?"
"Oh... God..." Mark said, "Daisy..."
My wife slouched, squeezing her ass hard - mashing it down and grinding it against Mark's crotch. She pressed her breasts together with her biceps and placed her hands on Mark's chest - pinching one of his nipples. She moaned theatrically into his face, saying, "Ohhh... Mark... you're sooo hard, baby."
"Fuck," Mark said.
Daisy smirked and kept moving - grinding her ass down against Mark.
"Daisy, wait..." Mark said.
Daisy said, "Wait?"
"Just..." Mark said - looking alarmed, "Wait a sec. I-I'm g-gonna..."
"You gonna cum, Mark?" Daisy asked, still working her hips around in tight, forceful circles, "You gonna cum in my ASS?" She took hold of the back of Mark's neck, leaned back and rocked her hips forward and back, squeezing her buttcheeks hard.
Mark gasped, "I'm cumming!" He grimaced, wide-eyed. He leaned forward, grasped Daisy's broad ass and thrust himself into her vigorously, grunting as he did. He was red faced, the veins and tendons standing-out in his neck. He grunted and growled, shivered and whimpered, and eventually sighed and sagged back - utterly spent. All his pent-up frustration, all his anger and disappointment, all that sexual tension, poured forth into my wife's ass. He panted and stared at my wife, "Jesus..." He said.
My wife's heavy breasts jiggled and shook as he settled and was still. She'd held him - ridden out his orgasm patiently. Now she sat on him calmly, smiling at him - amused.
"You okay?" She asked, brushing the hair back from his forehead.
He smiled, dazedly, "Yeah..."
"You enjoy that?" Daisy said, "Sure felt like you enjoyed it."
Mark glanced furtively at me, "Yeah..."
Daisy leaned forward and gave him a sisterly kiss, "Hmmm?" She said - sitting comfortably on his lap with his prick still up her ass, "Your first time."
Mark glanced at me. I waggled my stiff peter at him. Mark said, "It was... great."
"It was great," Daisy said - she kissed him again, little more tenderly, "Thank you, Mark."
Daisy patted Mark's chest fondly, then she lifted herself off his limp prick. It flopped against his abdomen with a wet splat. She stood-up slowly and a little unsteadily, and backed-up, turned and winked at me. She picked up my beer from the sofa table and took a sip looking at Mark.
Mark seemed suddenly uncomfortable. He was avoiding her gaze and mine. He shifted, then covered himself with his towel - wiping vigorously at his penis. My wife stood there and finished my beer. Completely unselfconscious - watching Mark.Â
She looked at me, "He do okay?"
I said, "He did great."
"I thought so too." She belched - smiling at me, her hand on her hip. A trickle of lube and cum ran down my wife's inner thigh then. Daisy lifted her ankle, cocked her knee to the side & looked down at it. "Oop... I'm leaking... musta been a big nut. I gotta go clean-up." She said, setting the empty beer bottle down.
Mark said, "Um... thank you."
"Sure thing," Daisy said, pausing to kiss me casually and to pat my shoulder. Then she went upstairs.
Things with me and Mark downstairs got super awkward. I mean SUPER awkward. One thing, I was still naked, still hard, still wanking my stiff peter. I was looking at Mark, wondering what I should say... but he ran outta there like I'd pulled a gun on him. I don't know where he went. He barely stopped to put on his shorts.
I went upstairs after he'd gone. My wife was laying on her stomach on our bed, flipping through a magazine. She was still naked.
"He leave?" Daisy asked.
"Yeah," I said, "He took off."
"He okay to drive?"
"Probably not."
She shrugged. "Oh, well."
"That was fun," I said, "I'm surprised."
Daisy sniffed. "He doesn't have a very big dick and I knew it'd be quick."
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