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I had always found Jack's wife sexy, the three of us had gone back many years, Jack and I had met whilst still in college and despite moving around about, we still kept in regular contact, hooking up for beers in town and occasional parties at each others houses.
I am pretty sure Karen his partner knew I fancied her, if fact, I am pretty sure Jack knew and seemed pretty nonchalant about it, I had never made any secret of my thoughts, frequently making 'boorish' comments after a few drinks and often doing my best 'Benny Hill' impressions whenever the situation arouse.
She was quite simple cute, short, slim, athletic, with a somewhat larger than expected chest, 'we' called her 'summer tits' as they had been somewhat covered up when we first met her, come summer, out they popped as the summer dressing came out the closet.
Karen worked out a lot, she was athletic and focused, she was ultra competitive and could be quite feisty, unfortunately, whilst I frequently amused myself and seemingly Jack, she could and often did flip out when we where together, typically around the time I had pushed her buttons once too often, invariable as she bent down or leant forward as she cleared up after the two of us.
I was fond of Karen, she was fun, but at the same time, I also found her to be somewhat cold, self righteous and even superior, maybe I was growing a chip, I don't know, maybe I just didn't notice a change in her as I gradually became more predatorial.
It is often hard to know where the line is and harder to stop crossing it when you finally come to it, I have always been loyal, however over time, deep routed feeling began to emerge within me about Karen, I am not sure if it was a case of 'teaching her a lesson' or 'having something that wasn't mine', simple put, but over the space of one summer, I found myself becoming more and more attracted, obsessed even with the thought of fucking her. Maybe she was growing tired of our laddish behaviour and was growing up - as I reflect, I am sure that is the case, but my own feelings where torn between lust and resentment.
Jack and I go back a long way, we have done a lot together, I would truly class him as my best friend, I could sense he was becoming torn as the temperature rouse during our bonding sessions and the growing frustration of his wife. But I could not help the increasingly erotic and intense thoughts of his having sex with his wife, I knew deep down they where beginning to cloud my judgement, I knew I was willing to jeopardise our friendship just to have her and I also recognised she wasn't going to offer it up willingly.
Was it an opportunity to good to miss - I don't know, but when the invitation for Karens 40th arrived, I kind of knew that I was going to take a path of no return, as I looked at myself in the mirror the invite in one hand, I knew then that I would cross the line, would I go all the way - I didn't know, but I knew from my trembling hands and in the pit of my stomach, that I would do something.
I love a good fancy dress party, I had been to many and always enjoyed going over board - Jack and I discussed outfits, as soon as he said Captain America, I knew I had an in.
Whilst we are of similar height, outwardly he appeared more stockier, the muscles on the hire costume would hide our physical differences. I called Jack and suggested we both head to the hire shop together, I was keen to ensure I had a good look at his outfit, whilst I hired out Robin, Batman's side kick, both had red tights and would be easier for me to play out my plan.
Time goes agonisingly slowly when you are waiting, but the party night eventually came round, doning my caped crusader outfit, I headed over to Jack and Karens, I couldn't help but admire how the tights accentuated my cock as I tucked myself in, I gave it a small stroke, knowing the next time it would be touched, it would not likely be my hands, it started to swell an strain against the tight material. Having read a lot about mens penis sizes and also listen to comments, chatted with the lads and spent a reasonable amount of time in gym showers, I was 'happy' with my size, I knew I was bigger than normal and had had my fair share of women tell me.
The party was going when I arrived, Jack opened up the door, all done up as Captain America, he looked good, behind him in the kitchen I saw Karen laughing gaily, she was dressed up as Superwoman, a gold and red breast plate pushing and accentuating her chest coupled with a very short skirt showing off her toned thighs, gold knee length boots adding to the allure, she looked incredible, my cock stirred. 'Great party, can here it down the street'
We had agreed I would stop over the night, I took my overnight case upstairs, came down and started mixing, it was still somewhat early. Karen and I had a couple of laughs and I wandered around catching up, always conscious of my plan in the back of my mind. Around midnight, the opportunity presented itself, the party was in full swing, Jack came over and asked if I wanted to walk the dog with him, they had a German Shephard, I declined, 'ok see you in 30 mins or so' was his passing remark and off into the night went Captain America.
I stole upstairs, I needed to work quickly, I really didn't have a lot of time, opening up my bag, I doned my Captain America top and mask, looking into the side mirror, you wouldn't have told us apart. My heart was racing, I knew I should stop and that I was seriously in trouble, but my lust had taken control. I went downstairs seeking Karen.
The house was packed and heaving, as I navigated through the throng of bodies, I spied her in the kitchen, she smiled as she saw me coming, non plussed 'hi stud' she murmed as I walked up behind her and put my arms around her. Without flinching she carried on chatting with friends as I ran my hands over her body, kissing the nape of her neck, she pushed her hips back, I knew I had found a weak spot, I am sure she felt my erection pushing into her thight.
She brushed me off, 'excuse my husband' she said to the couple 'he clearly loves this outfit and hasn't stopped', she turned to me pushing my arm slightly, 'right over here you' she giggled, clearly high on wine and totally unaware of it not being her husband.
In away, she played into my hands, by leading my arm, she didn't get to see my face, by taking me into the garden we entered a darkness, 'I am gagging for a smoke' she said 'and horny as hell'. I laughed, heading into a darkened corner, navigating Karen to a bench, whilst conscious of the light from the window, we would be able to see in, but they wouldn't see what I was about to do. Karen lit a cigarette, she sat up on the back of the bench, I moved unto her, our bodies close, 'so stud, what am I getting for my birthday treat', I loved the way she talked, my cock was now rock, it stuck out in clearly, I could see Karen looking down, her eyes seemingly taking it in, she seemed momentarily confused, I needed to seize the moment, I kneeled and pushed my face into her crotch.
'Darling, we can't not here' she murmed', my hands went around the back of her thighs and started to stroke the backs of her legs, kneading her firm arse, she started to relax, I could smell her pussy, it was radiating warmth. She shuddered and opened up further,'seriously baby, we might be caught' she murmured, my mouth starting to kiss and lick the sides of her hips, wanting and willing her to open fully. That is when she surprised me, her hand slide down and pushed the fabric of her costume aside, she was fully exposed and open. My tongue sort her out, opening her, licking her gently, tasting her wetness, running over her swelling bud. I had her.
She started to shudder with each lap, the noises coming out of her where deep, guttural, she bucked and help my head closer to her pushing, bucking on my face, her juices covering my mouth and chin, I knew she would cum, she needed to cum. My tongue sort out her, arse, I couldn't help myself, how dirty was she, how far would she go……she mewed, deeper, my fingers sort out the wetness, I pushed fingers into both her holes, whilst maintaining a steady rhythm with my tongue, seeking to tasted every part of her, she bucked, pulling me closer into her and came to a shuddering climax, her juices flowing freely, shaking she slipped down from the bench, 'oh my god, oh my god she whispered gently as she fell against me'. My hardness was now pushing against her thigh, 'my god you feel hard tonight darling, I loved that thing you did with my arse, I might have to give you more' she chuckled, I felt her start to move down, her fingers grasped my cock through the tights, ' my god, you feel massive' she murmed, her mouth found my cock, still encased, she open her mouth and gently bit down on the end.
In the distance, I saw our capped friend had returned, it was time to go……'Happy Birthday' I said and 'later', pulling her back up onto her feet………..to be continued.
I am pretty sure Karen his partner knew I fancied her, if fact, I am pretty sure Jack knew and seemed pretty nonchalant about it, I had never made any secret of my thoughts, frequently making 'boorish' comments after a few drinks and often doing my best 'Benny Hill' impressions whenever the situation arouse.
She was quite simple cute, short, slim, athletic, with a somewhat larger than expected chest, 'we' called her 'summer tits' as they had been somewhat covered up when we first met her, come summer, out they popped as the summer dressing came out the closet.
Karen worked out a lot, she was athletic and focused, she was ultra competitive and could be quite feisty, unfortunately, whilst I frequently amused myself and seemingly Jack, she could and often did flip out when we where together, typically around the time I had pushed her buttons once too often, invariable as she bent down or leant forward as she cleared up after the two of us.
I was fond of Karen, she was fun, but at the same time, I also found her to be somewhat cold, self righteous and even superior, maybe I was growing a chip, I don't know, maybe I just didn't notice a change in her as I gradually became more predatorial.
It is often hard to know where the line is and harder to stop crossing it when you finally come to it, I have always been loyal, however over time, deep routed feeling began to emerge within me about Karen, I am not sure if it was a case of 'teaching her a lesson' or 'having something that wasn't mine', simple put, but over the space of one summer, I found myself becoming more and more attracted, obsessed even with the thought of fucking her. Maybe she was growing tired of our laddish behaviour and was growing up - as I reflect, I am sure that is the case, but my own feelings where torn between lust and resentment.
Jack and I go back a long way, we have done a lot together, I would truly class him as my best friend, I could sense he was becoming torn as the temperature rouse during our bonding sessions and the growing frustration of his wife. But I could not help the increasingly erotic and intense thoughts of his having sex with his wife, I knew deep down they where beginning to cloud my judgement, I knew I was willing to jeopardise our friendship just to have her and I also recognised she wasn't going to offer it up willingly.
Was it an opportunity to good to miss - I don't know, but when the invitation for Karens 40th arrived, I kind of knew that I was going to take a path of no return, as I looked at myself in the mirror the invite in one hand, I knew then that I would cross the line, would I go all the way - I didn't know, but I knew from my trembling hands and in the pit of my stomach, that I would do something.
I love a good fancy dress party, I had been to many and always enjoyed going over board - Jack and I discussed outfits, as soon as he said Captain America, I knew I had an in.
Whilst we are of similar height, outwardly he appeared more stockier, the muscles on the hire costume would hide our physical differences. I called Jack and suggested we both head to the hire shop together, I was keen to ensure I had a good look at his outfit, whilst I hired out Robin, Batman's side kick, both had red tights and would be easier for me to play out my plan.
Time goes agonisingly slowly when you are waiting, but the party night eventually came round, doning my caped crusader outfit, I headed over to Jack and Karens, I couldn't help but admire how the tights accentuated my cock as I tucked myself in, I gave it a small stroke, knowing the next time it would be touched, it would not likely be my hands, it started to swell an strain against the tight material. Having read a lot about mens penis sizes and also listen to comments, chatted with the lads and spent a reasonable amount of time in gym showers, I was 'happy' with my size, I knew I was bigger than normal and had had my fair share of women tell me.
The party was going when I arrived, Jack opened up the door, all done up as Captain America, he looked good, behind him in the kitchen I saw Karen laughing gaily, she was dressed up as Superwoman, a gold and red breast plate pushing and accentuating her chest coupled with a very short skirt showing off her toned thighs, gold knee length boots adding to the allure, she looked incredible, my cock stirred. 'Great party, can here it down the street'
We had agreed I would stop over the night, I took my overnight case upstairs, came down and started mixing, it was still somewhat early. Karen and I had a couple of laughs and I wandered around catching up, always conscious of my plan in the back of my mind. Around midnight, the opportunity presented itself, the party was in full swing, Jack came over and asked if I wanted to walk the dog with him, they had a German Shephard, I declined, 'ok see you in 30 mins or so' was his passing remark and off into the night went Captain America.
I stole upstairs, I needed to work quickly, I really didn't have a lot of time, opening up my bag, I doned my Captain America top and mask, looking into the side mirror, you wouldn't have told us apart. My heart was racing, I knew I should stop and that I was seriously in trouble, but my lust had taken control. I went downstairs seeking Karen.
The house was packed and heaving, as I navigated through the throng of bodies, I spied her in the kitchen, she smiled as she saw me coming, non plussed 'hi stud' she murmed as I walked up behind her and put my arms around her. Without flinching she carried on chatting with friends as I ran my hands over her body, kissing the nape of her neck, she pushed her hips back, I knew I had found a weak spot, I am sure she felt my erection pushing into her thight.
She brushed me off, 'excuse my husband' she said to the couple 'he clearly loves this outfit and hasn't stopped', she turned to me pushing my arm slightly, 'right over here you' she giggled, clearly high on wine and totally unaware of it not being her husband.
In away, she played into my hands, by leading my arm, she didn't get to see my face, by taking me into the garden we entered a darkness, 'I am gagging for a smoke' she said 'and horny as hell'. I laughed, heading into a darkened corner, navigating Karen to a bench, whilst conscious of the light from the window, we would be able to see in, but they wouldn't see what I was about to do. Karen lit a cigarette, she sat up on the back of the bench, I moved unto her, our bodies close, 'so stud, what am I getting for my birthday treat', I loved the way she talked, my cock was now rock, it stuck out in clearly, I could see Karen looking down, her eyes seemingly taking it in, she seemed momentarily confused, I needed to seize the moment, I kneeled and pushed my face into her crotch.
'Darling, we can't not here' she murmed', my hands went around the back of her thighs and started to stroke the backs of her legs, kneading her firm arse, she started to relax, I could smell her pussy, it was radiating warmth. She shuddered and opened up further,'seriously baby, we might be caught' she murmured, my mouth starting to kiss and lick the sides of her hips, wanting and willing her to open fully. That is when she surprised me, her hand slide down and pushed the fabric of her costume aside, she was fully exposed and open. My tongue sort her out, opening her, licking her gently, tasting her wetness, running over her swelling bud. I had her.
She started to shudder with each lap, the noises coming out of her where deep, guttural, she bucked and help my head closer to her pushing, bucking on my face, her juices covering my mouth and chin, I knew she would cum, she needed to cum. My tongue sort out her, arse, I couldn't help myself, how dirty was she, how far would she go……she mewed, deeper, my fingers sort out the wetness, I pushed fingers into both her holes, whilst maintaining a steady rhythm with my tongue, seeking to tasted every part of her, she bucked, pulling me closer into her and came to a shuddering climax, her juices flowing freely, shaking she slipped down from the bench, 'oh my god, oh my god she whispered gently as she fell against me'. My hardness was now pushing against her thigh, 'my god you feel hard tonight darling, I loved that thing you did with my arse, I might have to give you more' she chuckled, I felt her start to move down, her fingers grasped my cock through the tights, ' my god, you feel massive' she murmed, her mouth found my cock, still encased, she open her mouth and gently bit down on the end.
In the distance, I saw our capped friend had returned, it was time to go……'Happy Birthday' I said and 'later', pulling her back up onto her feet………..to be continued.
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