8 comments/ 159241 views/ 32 favorites Hidden Desires Discovered By: karmakoma Jack poured the wine carefully. He filled three glasses, one each for himself and his wife Sarah and one for his fantasy women Jo. Well, to be more accurate, a woman whom he fantasised about - quite often in fact. Jack was happily married. He loved his wife, and they both enjoyed the sex life they shared. But Jack was a man after all and it wasn't uncommon for him to imagine that it was Jo who lay beneath him whilst he slipped his cock into Sarah. That it was Jo kneeling in front of him whilst he rammed Sarah from behind; that they were Jo's lips wrapped around his cock as he exploded into her mouth. Jo was Sarah's best friend, and she was coming around to visit her tonight. Jack finished pouring the wine. He was a little nervous, as he always was when Jo was around. He guessed that it was some sort of guilty conscience, a worry that she would see inside his seedy mind and be disgusted at how often she featured in his imagination. This didn't stop him from stealing glances at her – he did after all have his fantasies to maintain. He would try not to be obvious whilst he gazed at her hot little body. Her firm, large tits – which, if he was lucky would be sufficiently exposed by the fabric of her clothes for him to make out her extra large nipples. God, they were enough to make him rock hard alone! Jo didn't usually wear a bra, and Jack would often find himself wishing for a spot of cold weather on the days that she came over. He grinned to himself wryly. What a pervert! He purposely tried not to think about her slim waist and gorgeous butt – he really didn't need a hard-on raging when he let her in the front door. As if on cue the doorbell rang and Jack went to answer it. And there she was, shining against the dark night, her blonde hair glistening extra yellow in the streetlamps' glow. He grinned a welcome, "Hi Jo, a bit cold out is it?" he wondered (optimistically), "Hi Jack", she said with a shiver, "actually it's freezing, I wish I'd worn a coat!" Jack stepped aside to let her pass him in the hall and was rewarded with a fabulous view of her chest, suitably swathed in a rather tight sweater. Her glorious nipples were rock-hard and poking stubbornly through the fabric. Jack smiled to whatever gods were on duty today, and whilst trying hard not to stare, he led her through into the lounge. Jo, not for the first time, regretted her choice of clothes. It always seemed like a good idea to wear things that excited Jack – God how he stared at her! But as ever, she felt racked with guilt. He was her best friends husband for god's sake! Still, she allowed herself a small thrill as she squeezed past him in the hall. He couldn't take his eyes off her tits! If he only knew how often she longed for him to reach out to them and crush them in his hands... Stop it! She admonished herself. She really should have more self-control. She and Sarah sat down together, and after Jack had handed them a glass of wine each, they got down to some heavy duty chatting. As was usual on such nights, Jack disappeared to his study. Jo assumed that he just couldn't be bothered with the girls' idle chatter which was a shame as she was quite taken with the tight t-shirt he was wearing tonight – it showed off his impressive muscular body rather well. She put such thoughts out of her mind though, as she really did feel guilty fantasising about him so much. Jack did his best to appear nonchalant around the ladies and disappeared to his study so that his wife wouldn't notice how much he was staring at her friend. He had a momentary pang as he thought about his beautiful wife. He loved her so much, but had never been able to tell her about how he fantasised about other women. His favourite fantasy always included Sarah with another woman. He'd come close to telling her all this a few times but figured that she would be just too upset by it all. He just couldn't risk it. Still, that did mean that he was tormented from time to time when he had these thoughts, but what could he do? He deliberately stopped himself from looking up any porn or erotic writing on the net, as he knew it just wasn't a good idea with his present company! Instead he concentrated on catching up with his email, with the occasional twitch from his cock as he thought about the drilling he was going to give his wife later! Much later Jo, whilst still gaily chatting, stifled a yawn. She really ought to head off soon. Her attention was caught by a twinkle in Sarah's eye, "Sorry, I missed that, what did you say," she said apologetically. Sarah grinned back at her, "Not tired are you J?" she laughed. "I said you'd never guess what happened the other night!" "A bit tired yes. Why what happened?" she asked. "Well, whilst Jack and I were fucking, he called out your name!" Sarah said in a fierce whisper. "NO!" Jo did all she could to appear as she thought Sarah was expecting her to – shocked. And she was! He did what? She tried to appear calm but couldn't help an involuntary clenching of her pussy. Surely he didn't! Sarah seemed unperturbed by her secret, "Yes he fucking did! We were really going at it at the time, both of us about to come, and he grunted out, 'Jo, take my fucking cock you bitch', I couldn't believe it! I'm certain that he doesn't even know he said it." Jo tried hard to maintain her composure. Oh my god! He fantasises about me too! Her pussy clenched again as she thought of him pounding into her whilst talking dirty. She needed to get home and play with her pussy whilst she fantasised about Jack filling her with his cock. However, she just said, "No way!" "Yes way! Don't worry, I don't mind. I mean, he's only a man isn't he?" Sarah laughed, "and you do have fantastic tits after all, he's bound to fantasise about them sometimes isn't he? Anyway, the sex was fucking hot so I really don't care!" said Sarah with a grin. Jo assumed that maybe they'd both had too much wine. It was time to go home. "I'm gonna go home now Saz, it's getting late," she said with another yawn. "No need J, you can stay here tonight. You can be the first person to stay in our freshly decorated guest room," Sarah said with a smile. Jo tried to argue with her, but in truth, she was a little drunk and she didn't really want to travel home in the dark. Sarah just shrugged her off and went off to find her husband leaving Jo to wonder about Sarah's recent declaration. She couldn't believe it. Was he really thinking about her when he was banging his wife? Her drunken brain hoped so, and she longed to get to her bed so that she could finger her now dripping pussy whilst she thought about Jack. God! How much she needed some cock right now! Jack's reverie was interrupted by his wife's slurred speech, "What you up to in here darlin', hope you're not wanking over porn. You know how I hate it when you waste your cum!" Jack shook his head ruefully. He figured she'd had a bit to drink by now as she wasn't usually this crude. Not that he was complaining of course. "No I wasn't actually. I was saving that for you babe," he said as he reached out and grasped one of her breasts through her dress. Sarah closed her eyes and sighed. "Mmm. Ok then lover. Though you might have to be quiet about it tonight – Jo is sleeping in the guest room. Let's get to bed eh?" she said with a sly wink. She turned and left, shaking her ass as she went. Jack didn't waste time. He'd spent the entire evening fantasising about ramming his cock into Jo, and was now quite worked up and really needed to empty his burning sack. He busied himself around the house, clearing up after the women and locking up whilst they prepared themselves for bed. He hardly dared hope that he would catch sight of a scantily clad Jo as he made his way upstairs, but his luck really was holding out tonight. Just as he made the landing she appeared out of the bathroom. She stopped him in his tracks. Sarah had obviously loaned Jo one of her nightgowns, but oddly perhaps, she'd loaned her one of her sexiest. She stood stock still in from of him, apparently shocked or embarrassed at her attire. Her negligee was diaphanous and only came down to the top of her thighs. Jack tried to make the moment one of the longest in his life as he quite obviously drank in her beauty. His eyes traced down from her delicate neck to her gloriously full chest. Her nipples were currently very large and the fabric of her gown clung to them. Her narrow waist seemed to disappear beneath before her hips flared beautifully into her long, toned legs. The fabric was slightly too opaque for him to make out her pussy, but he enjoyed the moment as long as he could before she smiled self-consciously and bade him good night before disappearing into the guest room next to his own. Wow! He couldn't believe his luck. His cock was now at it's full, throbbing best and he desperately needed to bury it in some pussy. He made for his bedroom. Sarah was waiting for him. She lay naked on top of the sheets, legs wide with two fingers buried deep in her cunt. Jack was amazed as she wasn't normally quite this forward, especially with guests staying. He put it down to the wine. Not that he minded though, the vision of Jo out on the landing needed to be dealt with. He needed a hot tight pussy, and he needed it now! "Where have you been stud?" Sarah breathed hotly, "I've been missing you." Jack wasted no time in getting his clothes off. He stood at the bottom of the bed, cock throbbing, staring at his wife's' shaven pussy. "I can see that darling," he said huskily as he crawled onto the bed, "how do you want it lover?" Sarah arched her back and removed her fingers from her pussy, "I don't care, just get your fucking cock inside me!" she groaned. Jack didn't waste any more time. He knelt between her legs and placed his hands on her hips. Sarah arched her back more at his touch as he slowly manoeuvred his rock-hard cock towards her pussy. She was dripping wet as he gently teased her pussy opening with the hot head of his cock. She moaned, "fuck me, you bastard, fuck my cunt," she hissed as he slowly moved his cock into her hot, slippery hole... Jo couldn't believe it. Jack and Sarah were in the room next to her having sex and she could hear every word! The walls were really rather thin and she had no trouble making out what they were saying to each other, never mind the grunts, the groans and the bed creaking. She even imagined that she could hear the slick, sloppy noise of Sarah's cunt being rammed by Jack's hot cock. It was too much for her. She already had 3 fingers buried deep in her cunt and she tried to time her thrusts with those next door. Maddeningly though, Jack seemed to be taking his time, much to her and Sarah's frustration! He had settled on an easy rhythm as he fucked her hard, but slow. Jo was delirious with lust and longed for her own cunt to be filled with hot meat. She drifted along in her pleasure as she waited for him to speed up as his need for release came... "Ooh, yeah, that's it babe ram it in," cooed Sarah, now seemingly oblivious to how loud she was being. Jack could be heard grunting with every thrust. How close was he? Then there was a shuffle on the other side of the wall. "Fuck, yeah, roll me over and fuck me like an animal," was Sarah's next groan. However, it was the next comment that froze Jo's fingers were they where, deep in her cunt, "I know what you want you dirty bastard. Don't think I don't. I know you're imagining that this isn't my cunt, I know that you are imagining that you're ramming your cock into Jo's cunt!" Jo held her breath in amazement as all sounds in the next room stopped. "Don't stop fucking me you bastard, use my cunt! Fuck me like you'd fuck her, don't stop!" The banging next door resumed – louder, harder, faster. Jo was so hot and full of lust – she had to go and see for herself. Jack just couldn't imagine what had come over Sarah. She was like a woman possessed! She was willing him to fantasise about Jo, who was only in the next room. He desperately hoped that Jo couldn't hear what was going on – Sarah would only regret it in the morning. Still he couldn't help himself; Sarah was on her hands and knees in front of him – as he speared her with each thrust. Yet every time he rammed his cock deep into her drenched pussy, she still came out with more, "Yeah, that's it you bastard, just think about fucking that bitch next door..." Bang, bang, bang, "Don't think I haven't seen you staring at her tits. Here take mine, squeeze my nipples and imagine they're hers..." Bang, bang, bang, "Oooh, god... you really want her hot cunt around your cock don't you, you dirty bastard..." Bang, bang, bang, "YES! Fuck me! Empty your hot sack inside me. Use my cunt. I am JO! Say it!" Jack was outside of himself. He didn't know what to do. He rammed Sarah as hard as he could; she had her head buried in the pillow. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the bedroom door slowly drift open. "Say it!" Sarah cried again. Stood in the doorway was Jo. Jack saw her off to the side. She had a perfect view of the pair of them, of his long hard cock slipping with each slick thrust. He looked at her shocked face as his body – so desperate to cum – refused to stop. He rammed his wife again, harder, and harder. "SAY IT!" Jack groaned deeply, he had no choice. His nuts were boiling, his cock gripped in Sarah's tight, tight pussy as she rammed back against every thrust. They were both gasping for air but unable to stop. He stared deep into Jo's eyes, "Jo," he croaked. Jo's eyes widened at this but stared transfixed at his huge, throbbing cock pounding into Sarah's gaping gash. Sarah groaned loudly, "YES, Fuck aargh..." Jack couldn't take any more. He stared deep into Jo's eyes and started talking... Jo couldn't believe it! Sarah was begging Jack to fuck her as if it was she! And Jack was doing it! She gazed back into Jack's eyes and reached down to caress her pussy. God she was so wet! She used one hand to hold her negligee out of the way and to spread her pussy lips wide – directly in front of Jacks thrusting cock – and used the fingers of her other hand to finger her clit furiously. God she was so close! Her eyes never left Jack's. "Jo," he croaked, staring intently at her. Jo's stomach turned over as she fingered her clit even harder. Sarah was thrashing like a wild thing on the bed. "You want my hot cock don't you Jo?" Jack spoke directly to her! She nodded passionately. "YES you bastard!" screamed Sarah, "I want your rock hard cock deep inside my pussy!" "You want me to ram your tight little hole don't you Jo?" Jack continued, gasping the words directly to Jo. Jo nodded again whilst mouthing the word 'yes'. She moved closer to the two on the bed, spreading her hot pussy lips wider so that Jack could see how much she wanted him. "Ooh...YES...that's it...ugh...you...bastard...argh...fuck...my...hot...CUNT! FUCK MY HOT CUNT!. Fill me with your hot spunk!" groaned Sarah, her head still buried in the pillow. "You want me to ram you as hard as I can and empty my hot sack inside you don't you?" Jack asked Jo; he didn't know how much longer he could hold out. He gazed slack-jawed at Jo's furiously moving fingers and bobbing tits. He desperately wanted to get off the bed, ram his cock deep inside her and watch her face as his cock spasmed his hot jizz deep inside her. Jo nodded again feverishly, and moved ever closer. If he reached out he'd be able to touch her, but he couldn't. He couldn't risk his wife finding out she was there. Instead he stared at her, drunken with lust, and they played out their fantasy together. Sarah was reduced to gibbering beneath him, her words barely recognisable, "Aaagh...umm...yes, ram me you cunt...fill...my...aching...HOLE!" Suddenly Jack felt the familiar rumbling deep down in his boiling sack. He stared madly at Jo, "Gonna...ugh...fill...ugh...your...hot...fucking...CUNT!" he gasped. Jo could feel her own orgasm about to rip through her and stifled a gasp. Her mouth formed an 'O' as she stared deep into Jack's eyes. Sarah started screaming, "Yes...gonna...ugh...just a little...ugh...gonna...YES, I'M CUMMING!" she screeched. At long last Jack felt his balls contract and in an almighty lunge his cock started spewing jet after jet of boiling hot cum deep into his wife's spasming cunt. He held his cock there as his wife's grasping pussy milked it and stared at the exquisite sight of Jo's silent orgasm. Their mouths mimicked kisses and smiled with the bittersweet pain of orgasm. He couldn't take the pleasure any longer and his reflexes took over – he closed his eyes. With a shudder he rammed his wife one more time. When he opened his eyes, Jo was gone. When he awoke in the morning it was with a sense of disbelief. Had last night really happened? And if it had, what was going to happen today? Surely Jo, or more likely Sarah would be embarrassed about it. He felt terrible. It just wasn't fair to subject a friend and guest of theirs to such an experience. They were like animals! He lay in bed worrying about it, whilst hoping that the two girls would be able to get over it. He hit upon the idea of making some tea for Jo, which would give him an excuse for going into her bedroom to see how she was. Carefully he slipped out of the bed and headed off downstairs. Jo awoke to a gentle tapping on her arm. She reluctantly let go of her dream – which seemed to involve her getting a good stuffing off a man with an excessively wide cock, and incredible stamina – aren't dreams great! As she came to her eyes settled upon Jack who stood before her in just his boxer shorts. That got her attention! Her half-asleep mind gazed at his well-defined body without reservation and it took her a few minutes to realise what she was doing and look up into his eyes. He gazed at her with some intensity and it was only then that she remembered what had happened last night! With a flash she pictured his tense, sweaty body slamming his hard dick into her friend. She remembered the crazed look in his eyes as he held his cock inside Sarah and emptied his tortured sack deep into her pussy whilst staring into Jo's eyes. Immediately her pussy remembered, and she felt it moisten straight away. God, he wasn't here to fuck her was he? He started to speak, "I..." before he could say any more she held a finger to her lips and motioned to the wall between their rooms. She tapped her ear to accent her point. He seemed to understand, and paused for a minute, "I'm sorry," he mouthed to her. She gave him a puzzled look, "Why," she mouthed back. This seemed to confuse him. He looked at her as though she should know what he meant. He gave a knowing look at the wall and crouched down so that he could whisper in her ear, "About last night," he whispered with a breath, "it really wasn't fair on you to have to go through that." She gave him a strange look, "But it was good, I had a great time," he looked totally shocked, "You did?" he said a bit louder. She gave him a stern look, nodding her head to the wall, before replying with a whisper, "Yes, I fucking did! I haven't cum that hard for years! I was just a bit jealous that I didn't get any cock. But you're my best friend's husband so I know I can't have that. But it was still fantastic!" she finished with a sigh. He seemed surprised at this and sat back a little whilst he thought. After a few seconds the troubled look left his face and he smiled over at her. "Me too. You know how much I wanted you though don't you?" he asked with a barely audible whisper, "I still do." Jo looked at him and nodded. He looked so intent on her at that moment, she just longed to open her self to him and take his throbbing meat inside her. Her pussy twitched at the thought and before she knew she'd done it her legs were starting to open underneath the blankets, she thrust her barely covered breasts out instinctively as her nipples stiffened. Jack stared at her tits from just a few feet away. Mesmerised he started to reach out a hand to her. She watched with bated breath as his fingers closed the gap between them and caressed her left breast. She gasped. Jack continued staring as his thumb and forefinger squeezed her juicy nipple. God his touch felt so good! She let out an involuntary groan. Hidden Desires Discovered "Jack?" a sleepy voice called softly from the room next door. Jack's fingers froze on Jo's gorgeous tit. Oh God she felt so good! His cock was now rock hard and poking out of his now too-small boxers. He smiled an apology to Jo's expectant face and stood up as quietly as he could. This put his throbbing member at Jo's eye level and he caught her eyeing it greedily. Now it was her reaching out towards him. He thought he should go back next door as quickly as he could but couldn't help but wait until Jo's searching fingers closed around his flaming pole. She squeezed him hard whilst she licked her lips. "Jack?" the voice next door said a little louder. He had to go – now! But Jo wouldn't let him. She pulled him towards her with a sultry grin, and before he could stop her she'd pulled down his pants, exposing his full-length throbbing meat. Jack tried to stop her but stopped as soon as she engulfed his cock with her warm, moist mouth. He froze in pleasure as she sucked him in, her lips stroking over every ripple of his flesh. The white light of sheer bliss momentarily blinded him, she lifted her head and dove down again before he could stop her. Fuck! He thought, much more of this and he'd be emptying his load in her mouth in seconds. He tried hard to pull away but Jo just wouldn't let him, she seemed intent on drinking his hot seed. She developed a steady rhythm as she looked up into his eyes – she knows! He thought. She knows what she's doing and she wants me to cum in her mouth whilst my wife waits for me next door! He was just at the point of abandoning himself to it all when he heard Sarah again, "JACK!" she said louder this time. With a start he pulled away from Jo. She just wiped the back of her mouth with her hand and gave him a sultry look, "Later," she mouthed to him. Jack pulled his pants back up. Realising that he just couldn't hide his hard-on from his wife, he decided to bluff his way out of it. He crept out of Jo's room with a wink and headed out to the landing. He hoped that Sarah was still too sleepy to realise where he'd been. When he entered their room his wife's gaze immediately locked onto his massive cock. "Mmm," she said with a lazy sigh, "you been thinking back to last night have you babe?" Sarah smiled wickedly and lifted the covers so that he could see her naked body, "you better get back in bed then you naughty boy!" Jo lay in the bed next door. Once again it seemed as though Sarah just didn't know how much sound travelled in her own house. Damn! She thought. I nearly managed to make him cum in my mouth! She grimaced. God, he looked so hot whilst she was sucking him off. She could only imagine how good his cock would feel buried in her tight twat. She rolled over on to her back and idly started fingering her clit, all this excitement had made her need to cum again. She listed intently to the activity next door. "Jack has been a very naughty boy hasn't he," whispered Sarah in a sultry voice, "imagining that he was banging my best friend! Got you all worked up didn't it you dirty, dirty boy! And look at your cock now – still worked up!" then Sarah seemed to realise that her words were perhaps a little too loud and her voice dropped to a barely audible whisper, "I bet you'd like Jo to suck that nice hot cock of yours though wouldn't you?" Jo gasped as she thought how she'd been doing just that a few seconds ago. She fingered her clit harder. "I bet you'd like Jo to suck your rock hard cock and milk all of the lovely cum out of it wouldn't you?" Then Jo heard Jack respond, "Yeees," he groaned. Sarah didn't reply, but Jo knew what she was doing because she could hear the slick wet sounds of a mouth slipping over a burning rod. She fingered her clit harder still, her mind wandering back to the sight of Jack stood in front of her, his cock buried in her mouth, with that look on his face – the look that says 'YES! Suck me! Suck my cock, I'm gonna fill your mouth with cum!' her breath came in short gasps as she heard Sarah's actions speed up on the other side of the wall. She knew that Jack wouldn't be able to last very long as he'd nearly exploded in her mouth. This was confirmed as she heard him grunt, "Ugh! Yeah...suck it baby...gonna...Ugh...gonna..." Her fingers were a blur on her clit as she listened to her fantasy man next door getting his cock sucked. God how she longed to drink him in, to drink his white hot jizz as it spurted down her throat. She felt the familiar stirrings in her pussy as it clenched, her whole body rose as her back arched on the bed. YES! Oh YES! Jack too became louder and insistent next door, "AAGH! OH Fucking Sweet Jesus YES! Suck it baby, suck it...just...ugh...a...little...ugh...bit...AAAGHH! UGH!" Jo's own orgasm swept through her clenched body as she joined Jack in his momentary pleasure. She was swept away for several moments her body writhing on the bed before the peak past. She lay panting, still unable to believe what had happened in the last 12 hours. From across the wall she heard Sarah chuckle, "Mmm, delicious lover. You saved that all up for me?" There was a pause before she continued with a laugh, "amazing what a little harmless fantasising can do eh?" Later on Jo wasn't sure how she was going to handle seeing the two lovers after the previous night and morning. She stayed in her room as she heard them get up and head downstairs. Eventually however she knew she'd have to face them and, a little nervously, ventured downstairs too. When she arrived in the kitchen she found Sarah eating breakfast at the table whilst Jack was busy preparing food. They both looked up and smiled as she entered the room. They didn't seem uneasy, although she noticed that Jack gave a slightly nervous look to his wife – well he at least was a little worried – although Jo suspected that it was only the fear of his wife finding out what had really happened last night that concerned him. He hadn't looked too worried whilst his cock had been engulfed in her mouth earlier on! Sarah indicated that she sit down next to her. "Jack will fix you some breakfast J, you take it easy," she said with a smile. Jo smiled inwardly at the thought of telling her friend that she'd 'eaten' already that morning – but thought better of it. Sarah leaned close to whisper in her, "I hope we weren't too noisy for you last night," she smirked, "I don't know what got into Jack he was an animal!" Jo smiled but gave Sarah a good, hard look – was she serious? Surely she knew just how much Jo had been able to hear last night. But all she saw in Sarah's face was the same old look of open friendship – friends sharing a secret. They'd always been very open with each other about their sexual exploits, and last night wasn't the first time that one of them had had passionate, noisy sex in one room, which the other overheard from another. She decided that Sarah was being genuine and gave her the benefit of the doubt. "Nothing I haven't heard you get up to before," she whispered back with a laugh. 'Except for the mention of me that is!' She thought to herself. Sarah laughed back, "Yeah, that's true, but we both know who the screamer is between us two!" she shot back. Jo smiled back. She had to admit that of the two of them, she was the noisiest. "It sounded like he gave you a good going over anyway!" she said a little wistfully as she glanced over at Jack's back on the other side of the room. Sarah nodded over towards him, "He sure did, why, not jealous are you?" she said with a saucy grin. Jo didn't have time to fake her answer as she reacted instantly with a vigorous nod, "Hell yes! You know I've not had any cock for months!" she whispered fiercely. Sarah gave her an apologetic look and shrugged, "I'm sorry babe, I wasn't thinking – I know you've been on your own for a while now. I'm sure a nice guy will turn up soon." "Don't worry Saz, I don't mind. I might be sexually frustrated, but that doesn't mean I begrudge you your fun!" 'Well, maybe just a little' thought Jo as her mind once again returned to the image of Jack's tense, muscled body banging his massive tool, hard into Sarah's pussy whilst calling out her name. Not for the first time her pussy twitched with longing and a vain hope that it was she that was being so forcefully fucked, that is was she with that incredible feeling of fullness that only a rock hard rod could provide, that it was she lying there and panting whilst his tool spasmed its load deep inside her. She tried not to sigh with longing whilst her friend was watching, but soon the topic was changed to other matters as Jack handed her some breakfast. She chatted idly with them whilst avoiding Jack's eyes. She just couldn't risk Sarah realising that something had happened between them. She longed desperately for Jack to just ravish her and fulfil the need deep inside her. She wanted to be penetrated. She wanted to be taken and to have his cock mashed deep inside her. She wanted to feel the freedom of her inhibitions falling away as she rode the fantastic pleasure wave of being fucked hard. But she didn't let any of this show. Instead she ate her breakfast and chatted about inconsequential things. When she figured enough time had passed, she made her excuses and disappeared upstairs to prepare for heading off home. "She's not embarrassed about us last night then?" Jack asked Sarah quietly after Jo had been gone a few minutes. "Nope, she says not." "That's a relief, I thought she might have overheard the things you said," Jack said with a nervous laugh. Sarah gave him a long, hard, scornful look, but remained silent. "What?" Jack said even more nervously, what did Sarah know? Finally, Sarah spoke. Her voice was slow and deliberate, "Jack, how long have we known each other?" Jack gave her a startled glance. This wasn't going well, this wasn't going well at all. What was she getting at? The question, however, was rhetorical, as Sarah didn't wait for an answer. "I'll tell you – it's been 8 years. In all that time, you don't think I've worked out what makes you tick, what gets you off – the things you want!" Her voice became more animated as she glared at him. Jack didn't know what to do. He had no idea what she knew, but his mind began to come to the terrible conclusion that Sarah had just worked out what had happened. What was he going to do? It could be the end of their marriage for God's sake. Yet he couldn't admit it for fear that he was wrong. "I...er...well I..." "Oh shut up you moron!" Sarah retorted. Immediately her face softened and she said softly and with great tenderness, "this is the last time you lie to me, or try and hide the truth..." she reached out and touched his cheek softly, "...of course she heard it, she heard every fucking word – because I wanted her to dummy!" Well that shocked him! He sat bolt upright and stared wide-eyed at his wife. She laughed at his expression before continuing, "and before you go thinking that I've suddenly become afflicted with a strange case of night-time sexual blindness – I saw her last night too!" Jack couldn't believe his ears! She knew! She knew all this time. What the hell was she doing? He stared at his wife with shock and confusion, and for the first time in years realised that he didn't know everything about this woman – she still had secrets. In answer to his unspoken question she shrugged, "I know you love me Jack – I know it. And I love the sex life that we have. What you and Jo have is a case of basic animal attraction. You want to rip her clothes off and fuck her senseless and she wants you to do it. It's been obvious to me for years. I was just getting sick of us not being open about it – all those times that you'd nearly tell me, only to chicken out and clam up. I'm not stupid darling!" she laughed gaily at her husbands' open-mouthed stare. It was nice to shock him now and again – little did he know! Her face turned deadly serious again as she looked intently at him, "I just have one question to ask you..." she said heavily. Jack, still dazed from her revelation nodded slowly. "...what were you doing this morning?" Straight away Jack knew what she was getting at. This was a test. She wanted him to tell her about what he'd been doing prior to arriving back in their bedroom with a raging boner. If he failed this then he knew that the relationship was finished. But this had all happened so quickly – could she really handle the truth? It was one thing to allow your friend to watch you fuck (even if you were masquerading as them at the time), but quite another to find out that your best friend has been sucking your husband's cock. He looked over at his wife who stared back at him nervously. Intuitively he knew how she felt – her love for him was obvious – she'd taken a great risk in exposing his and Jo's secret desires. Now, the only reward she deserved was the truth. The only thing he could give her – now and ever onwards – was the truth. He was overcome with a feeling of deep affection and love – he smiled nervously at her expectant face. "I was...well...er...she...er...Jo was sucking my cock," he finished with bated breath. There was a fleeting moment as Sarah took in this information that Jack couldn't bear. God, I hope she can cope with this! He was so relieved when a huge grin spread across her face before she replied exultantly, "I knew it!" she hissed, before adding with a wry smile, "the bitch!" She then leapt out of her chair and into her husband's lap, embracing and kissing him tenderly, "thank you darling – thank you for honesty!" she sighed into his ear. They sat like this for a few minutes, content with each other before Sarah leaned back. "We've got a problem though," she said lightly. Jack had no idea what she meant so just raised a questioning eyebrow. Sarah leaned forward to whisper in his ear, "somebody upstairs really, really needs some cock – quite desperately in fact – and you are going to supply it!" Jack was still not certain about how far their newfound openness extended. He gave his wife a puzzled look, "You want me to fuck her?" he asked, incredulous. Sarah shook her head slightly. She blushed as she replied, "No...I...well...er...I want you to fuck her whilst I watch," she said in a rush. 'Ahhh' thought Jack, 'so I guess this is one of her fantasies'. "How are we going to do that though?" he asked. Yet as he asked the question he knew what he was going to do. With that knowledge came the realisation that he was going to fuck Jo! Blood surged unbidden into his cock at the prospect. Sarah felt it and grinned. They both stood up without a word. She wrapped her fingers around his tool, now jutting out from his dressing gown and whilst squeezing it, said softly, "I know what she likes – what she fantasises about – right now she won't want it tender, or gentle. She'll want it fast and hard – as hard as you can manage – she'll want you to rip her clothes off and just take her from behind like an animal. Just give me a few minutes to get into the en-suite!" As she said this Jack saw the telltale signs of arousal in his wife. The dilated pupils, the licking of moist lips and her shining eyes. Her nipples grew rock hard under her light gown and no doubt her pussy was dripping also. Jack took all this in – in a moment the full import of his wife's voyeuristic fantasy brought home to him by her state of excitement. He was amazed that he had only found out about it now. With another squeeze of his cock she led him down the hall... Jo stood in front of the mirror in her room regarding herself. She hated to sound vain, but she did have great tits! She caressed them now whilst staring at her near naked body in the mirror. Mmm, God how she loved her nipples to be touched and tweaked! She tweaked them gently now and sighed. For the hundredth time that morning she yearned to feel Jack's rough, masculine hands grope and squeeze them whilst he speared her deep and hard. Out in the hall she heard Sarah shout out something before she heard the front door slam. This snapped her out of her reverie and she quickly shimmied into her dress. It was a fairly thin summer dress with a halter neck top. Without a bra on she knew it would excite any man, but there was only one man she wanted to excite right now. She wondered if he'd be able to make out the faint line of her thong panties through it, but with a shrug she realised she didn't care – I've sucked his cock for God's sake! Once again she thought about that moment this morning, a few seconds of control left in Jack's body before his cock spewed in her mouth. Just a few more seconds she thought, and Sarah would never have known! Thinking about it again made her realise the ache deep down in her still wet pussy, it throbbed gently at her thoughts, seeming to taunt her with its emptiness. With a start she heard the door open behind her. She assumed it must be Sarah as she rarely knocked and turned around, a taunt ready on lips...but she was stopped dead in her tracks. Jack stood before her in just his rather short dressing gown. This in itself wasn't too surprising; she had after all seen him like this in the kitchen. But her gaze latched onto his cock. It was jutting out from the gap in the fabric, all big and purple and throbbing. Her pussy clenched involuntarily at the sight – what was he doing? She looked up at his face and was shocked at his expression and the way he looked at her. All trace of nervousness had vanished. He drank in her body, pathetically protected by the flimsy fabric of her dress with an animal like intensity. He stared with open lust at her tits and took a step forward. Involuntarily Jo took a step back, why did she suddenly feel so much like prey? That was what her mind thought – her body on the other hand was already responding for her – with chagrin she realised that her nipples, still firm from her tweaking, were fully erect and bulging out of her dress. She gasped as Jack let his gown slip of his shoulders and took another step closer to her. He stood there like a predator, dark and ominous – cock out in front of him, hard and proud. The sight caused her knees to tremble and she felt her pussy flutter and clench. "Jack? What are you doing?" she asked with a shaky voice. She took a step back but felt the cold mirror behind her. There was nowhere else to go. Jack took another step forward; his hard body only a yard away from her. The intensity of his lust made it hard for him to speak, "I'm going to fuck you," he grunted as he took a final step towards her. Those words both terrified and delighted her. 'Oh God, oh God, oh God' she thought. She wanted him so much, yet she couldn't just let him take her – could she? "What...about...Sarah," she managed with a gasp as his hands reached out for her. "Gone out," was all he said. In that moment Jo knew. With an internal shriek she realised that she was totally alone with this big, strong and sexually rampant male. He was going to fuck her! Yet at the same time she relaxed into the moment with a feeling of total release. YES! Her body cried. After all these years of longing - TAKE ME! With this feeling came a great rush of blood to her chest, face and pussy as she allowed her arousal to totally swamp her. Jack reached out, as though in slow motion toward the neck of her dress, and before she realised what he was doing he tugged it sharply downward. The fabric ripped easily in his strong hands and he contemptuously tossed the scrap of fabric aside. Jo was startled, but had never been more turned on in her life. She remained stock still, still stunned at the man overcome with his desire. His hand reached out for the tiny pair of pants that covered her shaven mound. She braced herself for his rough touch, and for what was sure to follow. He gripped the fabric, his warm hand against her flesh causing her to flinch, before ripping that too. Jo felt a slight sting as her pants were ripped off – but was more amazed at the rush of warmth to her pussy – she couldn't remember being this wet or open. Hidden Desires Discovered Jack once again threw the scrap of fabric away. He stepped in very close to Jo now. She could see a sheen of sweat on his flesh – God he smelled divine! – Hot and musky. He reached down towards her pussy again and she braced herself once again for his touch. She gazed at him, licking her lips and willing him to touch her. She arched her back against the cold mirror as his fingers finally found her dripping hole. He pressed his hand against her hard and she groaned aloud, "Fuck yes!" she said without thinking. He rubbed her clit a little before slipping two fingers into her sopping cunt. She pressed back against his hand whilst groaning louder, "Urggh...God." Abruptly his hand was gone and she opened her eyes in surprise. Before she knew what was happening he used the same hand to grip her hair fiercely and pulled her towards him. He kissed her savagely whilst mashing his taut body against her soft flesh. She felt her tits pressed hard into his chest, and the wonderful rock-hard feeling she craved against her belly – cock! Jack maintained a firm hold of her whilst they kissed passionately. He thrust his tongue deep into her mouth, whilst pressing her head hard against his lips. She responded with lust of her own. She threw her arms around him, squeezing herself as tightly as she could against his gorgeous, hard body, whilst thrusting her tongue out into his mouth savagely. This seemed to go on for some time as their tongues duelled and their bodies pressed as tight together as they could. Jo could feel her pussy actually dripping down her legs with need and reached down to take hold of Jack's cock. But before she could reach it he pulled her head away from him and with a strong tug and twist he turned her around to face the mirror. Jo, her hair still held strongly, trembled with need. Oh God, how much she wanted this! She felt Jack manoeuvre himself into position behind her – she knew what he wanted – so did she! But she still groaned loudly as she felt the hot, hard head of his cock press against her gaping pussy. She groaned again, even louder as he pressed it forward slightly and the head popped through the slight resistance to penetrate her channel. Then, holding her breath, she waited for the thrust. But it didn't come. Jack pulled the head of his cock backwards and forwards, just in, and just out of her pussy opening. It was exquisite, but it was torture! She grunted back at him, all thoughts of propriety long since gone, "Fuck me you..." she didn't finish - with an almighty lunge he hammered the full length of his cock deep inside her dripping gash. "...AHHHH! OH FUCKING YES!" she cried. He pulled out again and without pausing, smashed his cock, balls-deep inside her cunt. She moaned with delirious pleasure, "Oh...Ohh...Ohhh..." as he banged into her again and again. As he let go of her hair she pushed her hands back against the mirror so that she could push back hard against his thrusting meat. His hands reached around to grasp her hips and pulled her back to smash her ever harder against his rock hard pole. Jo lost all sense of time or place. All she knew was the deep, savage pleasure of hard, fast penetration. Her pussy felt every ridge of his throbbing cock. She could feel his sweaty, heavy sack swing and bang against her clit with every stroke. She had never, ever felt such a sexual bliss as this – it seemed to go on forever as he relentlessly hammered her harder and harder with his huge dick. Jack was overcome with pleasure. He was realising one of his lifelong fantasies. Jo looked incredibly beautiful in front of him as he rammed her as hard as he could. Her body was fantastic, her skin sweating with exertion and her unbelievable tits hanging down and bobbing with every thrust. Instinctively he leaned forward to press is chest against her heaving back and reached around to take hold of her tits in each hand. He was rewarded by a guttural groan from Jo and she pressed back harder against his thrusting cock. He guessed rightly that she liked it and took hold of her juicy nipples between his thumb and finger and tweaked them hard. He was amazed at the response. Jo yelled out a groan, "AAHHH! Oh God!" Sarah had told him before that Jo was a noisy lover but he couldn't believe the volume of her moans. He responded by tweaking her nipples harder still whilst squeezing as much of her firm tit flesh as he could with his hands. Unbelievably she bucked beneath him whilst screaming, "FUUUCK!" Jack grinned to himself. 'Ok bitch' he thought to himself, 'now I'm gonna make you beg for it!' He glanced over at the door to the en-suite bathroom which the spare room shared with the master bedroom, and felt an incredible wave of unbridled lust at the thought of his crazed wife in there, watching, and undoubtedly fingering herself furiously. He could just make out her face at the edge of the door, and this, along with Jo's wild responses to his touch sent him into a frenzy. He started banging her harder than he'd ever banged a woman before in his life. With each thrust he gripped her tits and nipples harder and harder. He fucked her like a beast, wildly ramming his aching pole into her sopping hole. She responded with each thrust and each squeeze with progressively more volume. Slam! - "UUGGHH GOD!" Slam! - "YES! Fuck me you cunt – FUCK ME!" Slam! - "AH...Ah...Ah...harder...fuck me HARDER!" Slam! - "HARDER you fucking BASTARD...ugh...give me all your cock!" Slam! - "Oh God...gonna cum...Oh God Slam – "YES...Oh Jesus don't stop!...gonna...argh.." With a last desperate frenzy Jack fucked her with everything he had. He forgot about Sarah – all he could think about was the exquisite velvety, warm tightness surrounding his cock, the unbelievable feeling of Jo's swinging tits in his hands and her flesh – her sweet flesh that blurred and joined with him in a frenzy of mutual need. He couldn't hear her anymore; he couldn't hear the frenzied sounds that he was making. His mind was reduced to those few precious moments, the moments when you, as a couple, forget yourselves and your spirits join in a moment of unbelievable bliss. He felt and knew the moment when Jo went over the edge because her body melted into his whilst it arched in a single moment of absolute pleasure. Instantly he knew that he was coming too and drew is cock back for one more savage thrust. Slap! His balls banged against her and he felt a searing pressure deep in his sack as he erupted uncontrollably inside her. His cock spasmed and pumped jet after jet of his hot juice into her as he rammed backwards and forwards with each eruption. They were both delirious in the moment – totally unaware of anything save their pulsing sex. Sarah watched amazed at the two of them fucking each other so savagely, just a few yards away. She couldn't believe how her long held fantasy had finally actually happened. It was fucking amazing! She could see that Jo was already lost in it and fingered her clit ever harder at how savagely her husband was using her. Jack reached over and grabbed Jo's tits. This seemed to send Jo into a total moaning, thrashing frenzy and made Jack bang into her ever harder. Sarah opened the door wider and saw the whole seen uninterrupted. It made her so hot! Jack glanced over towards her – no doubt to see if she was watching. She saw a shudder pass through his body and knew that he was going to cum soon. He carried on banging Jo harder and harder whilst viciously grappling with her pendulous tits. She was going crazy with it – screaming and moaning obscenities at him. Jo knew she must be close too. This just made her even more excited and her fingers became a blur on her clit – she wanted to cum when they did! Before too long Sarah – delirious with need – saw Jo stiffen back against Jack ramming inside her and scream out, "AAAAAGGGHHHHHHH!" Jack also started grunting and Sarah – knowing that her husband was burying his spurting cock deep inside her friend – came in a rush that almost caused her to pass out. She could hardly breath as her pussy clamped against her fingers, radiating wave after wave of rippling pleasure outwards – everywhere. The feeling seemed to last forever. She stayed where she was as long as she could, but weak-kneed and trembling, she crept out of the bathroom for fear of being discovered. When she had recovered some of her senses she crept around the bedroom and got dressed – she was supposed to have gone out after all! She figured that the two lovers would take a lot longer to recover than she did, although she did toy with the idea of walking in on them and acting shocked, she decided against it. Instead she crept out of the house in order to maintain the deception and waited in the car to recover. Jack and Jo lay panting in a sweaty heap on the floor in front of the mirror, their hearts still racing from their exertions. Jack's cock, twitched inside her, unbelievably it was still quite hard. She groaned with the sheer bliss of her release, all thoughts of guilt at just having fucked her best friend's husband, for the time being ignored. They kissed each other tenderly for a few seconds before Jack started to unwrap his body from hers. With a slow, mutual groan he withdrew his now softening cock from her dripping, but sated pussy. She spoke to him softly, "Jack...that was...incredible! You don't know how many years I've wanted that," she sighed. Jack nodded slowly and kissed her gently one more time. "I know. Me too," he replied. A concerned look crossed his face, "though you do realise that this changes nothing...don't you?" He asked with a frown. Jo looked into his worried face and laughed out loud, "Of course it doesn't!" she retorted. "I know how much you two love each other. This..." Words seemed to fail her briefly as she looked around at the place where she'd recently been so violently fucked, "...this was just as it was." She said looking back into his eyes with a saucy grin, "good, hard fucking. You have no idea how much I needed it!" she laughed again. Her smile disappeared abruptly when she heard the front door slam and was replaced with a look of horror. What had she done! For the first time she started to feel guilt, great waves of guilt at how she'd betrayed her friendship. What was she to do? Jack immediately understood what she was feeling and leaned down to give her a quick hug, "Don't worry about it," he whispered softly, "she'll never find out about it. Just get dressed and come downstairs when you're ready," he finished before standing up and taking great pains to appear as though he was creeping quietly, he went to get dressed. Jo got dressed quickly, mainly for fear of Sarah finding her lying in a pool of her husband's cum with her ripped dress beside her. She tidied the room as best she could then sat on the bed to calm herself. Would Sarah be able to tell? Would she be able to see from her expression that she'd just had the best fuck of her life – from her own husband? How was she going to face her? Jack dressed quickly and quietly went downstairs to see his wife. He found her staring out of the kitchen window, an unreadable look on her flushed face. Once again Jack began to worry that it was all too much for her. He reached out and gently caressed her neck. She started at his touch and spun around to embrace him in a fierce hug. He hugged her back before asking rather tentatively, "Are you ok?" Sarah immediately leaned back to look into his eyes. "I'm absolutely fine – fantastic in fact!" she smiled up at him. "Watching you fuck my friend like that was the most erotic thing I've ever seen!" she added. "I just hope that she's ok about it and isn't all overcome with guilt – God! You two were hot together." They continued to hug each other for several minutes and were still doing so when a rather nervous Jo appeared in the kitchen. Sarah broke her embrace and pretending not to notice Jo's discomfort proceeded to chat to her in their customary way. After a while Jo seemed to relax a little and appeared more like her normal self. Jack avoided her gaze so as not stress her unduly – although his cock, even now, throbbed in his pants as he looked at her. After a half hour or so she got up to say her goodbyes and left. When Sarah had waved her off she closed the front door firmly. "Now then stud," she said huskily as she strode purposefully towards her husband, "I don't care how tired you are, you are gonna fuck me like you fucked her – or else," she growled as she took his hand and led him upstairs... Later on they lay entwined together on their bed, tired but content. Sarah nestled her head against her husband's deep, masculine chest and sighed with pleasure. Jack had given her a pretty good banging and she felt sexually complete...almost... "Jack?" she murmured against his chest. He grunted by way of reply, trying his best not to doze off to sleep. She continued, "You know how I said I understand, about the animal attraction thing – between you and Jo?" She paused whilst she thought for a moment, "well that's because I have it to." Jack didn't seem to react to this statement, just dazedly murmuring an agreement, "Uh-huh." Sarah smiled to herself, 'I guess he is pretty tired' she thought, before tickling him lightly, "Jack, did you hear me?" she asked a little more insistently, "I said I have the same problem." She waited, and finally, he seemed to come around. He reached down and stroked her hair gently, "Yes, I heard you darling," he said softly, "I guess I should have expected it really. I just hadn't thought about it. It might be strange at first – you know – letting you fuck other men, but it's only fair isn't it?" Sarah chuckled softly against his chest, "what are you laughing at?" he wondered down at her. "You're not listening are you dear," she said with a laugh. Jack became indignant, "Of course I'm listening – I heard what you said, and I'm agreeing with you – it's only fair that you can fuck other men too!" he said emphatically. Sarah sighed then lifted her head so that she could see directly into his eyes, "No darling. What I actually said, was that I had the same problem as you!" She felt her husband pause beneath her as he listened to her emphasis, before slowly, incredulously, asking, "You mean..." "Jo? Yes! I mean Jo," she answered with a laugh. He sat up quickly in the bed – all sleep forgotten. He still seemed confused. "Let me get this straight," he said in a daze, "you want to fuck Jo?" "Yes! Why do think it's so strange – she has got great tits hasn't she?" Sarah added impishly. Jack, to his credit, seemed to take her newfound interest in women in his stride. She'd never told anyone about it before, but the last 24 hours had unlocked all her inhibitions it seemed. She had always fancied Jo – but she'd not always realised it. But after getting off on letting Jo watch her fuck her husband, and then, even better, watching Jo fuck her husband with such abandon earlier today – she wanted more. All her suppressed desires, her subtle longing for soft, female flesh made her flush. A sudden thought of being fucked hard by her husband with all his hard, lean, maleness, at the same time as being entwined with Jo's soft, feminine delights made her body shudder. Jack stared at her for long moments as he accepted what she'd said. Before long he grinned broadly, "Do I get to watch?" Sarah laughed loudly, "Men! So predictable!" she cried. "Of course you get to watch!" she sat astride his chest and leaned down to kiss him passionately, "and if you're a very good boy, we might even let you have us both!" They spent the rest of that day talking and fucking, fucking and talking. Trying to come up with a plan that would take Sarah and Jo's friendship to a whole new level...