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Last weekend I finally met Mike and Sarah in person after chatting with them online for a few weeks. They invited me over to their quiet suburban home on a warm Friday evening. When I arrived, the house felt cozy and welcoming — soft lighting in the living room, a comfortable couch, and their wedding photo on the wall showing them smiling happily together.
Mike opened the door with a friendly but slightly nervous smile. He’s a decent guy, average build, kind eyes. Sarah stood just behind him, looking stunning in a fitted red sundress that hugged her curvy figure beautifully. Her full DD breasts pressed against the thin fabric, and I could already see the outline of her hard nipples. She gave me a warm, excited smile and glanced at Mike with obvious affection.
“Hi Alex,” Mike said, shaking my hand firmly. “Thanks for coming. We’ve both been looking forward to this.”
Sarah stepped closer, her cheeks flushed. “Yeah… I’m a little nervous, but in a really good way. Mike and I have talked about this a lot, and I’m so grateful he’s open to sharing this experience with me.”
We sat down on the couch together — Sarah between us at first. The air felt thick with anticipation. I wanted to make sure everyone was comfortable, so I spoke gently to both of them.
“I really appreciate the trust you’re giving me tonight. I want this to feel good for all of us.”
Mike nodded and looked at Sarah lovingly. “Go ahead and help her get comfortable, if that’s okay with you, Sarah.”
She smiled at him and nodded. I watched as Mike slowly slid the straps of her sundress down her shoulders. The fabric slipped away, revealing her beautiful, heavy breasts with soft, dark areolas and nipples that were already stiff with excitement. He continued lowering the dress and gently removed her black lace panties. Sarah’s smooth, shaved pussy was visibly aroused — her outer lips swollen and glistening with her natural wetness. A thin, shiny string of her arousal stretched as the panties came off.
Sarah leaned back on the couch, parting her legs slowly while Mike held her thighs open with gentle care. I leaned in and kissed the soft skin of her inner thigh first, then ran my tongue slowly along her wet folds. She tasted sweet and warm, already soaking. Sarah let out a soft, breathy moan, her fingers gently threading through my hair.
“Oh honey…” she whispered, looking at Mike, “it feels so good.”
I slid two fingers inside her carefully, feeling how tight and slick she was. Her walls clenched around me as I curled them gently, stroking that sensitive spot inside. Sarah’s breathing quickened. Her hips started moving in rhythm with my fingers. Suddenly her body tensed and she released a warm, clear squirt that coated my hand and dripped down onto the couch. She gasped loudly, her full breasts heaving.
“Wow… I came already,” she said with a shy laugh, still holding Mike’s hand.
I stood up and took off my jeans. My cock sprang free, thick, hard, and already leaking precum. Both of them looked at it. Sarah’s eyes widened with clear desire.
Mike spoke softly, his voice full of love for her. “If you’re ready, Sarah… I can help guide him.”
She moved onto her hands and knees on the couch, arching her back gracefully so her ass was raised invitingly. Her pussy lips were puffy and open, glistening with her juices. Mike knelt beside us and used his hands to gently spread her for me. I positioned the head of my cock at her entrance and pushed in slowly, inch by inch, giving her time to adjust to my size.
Sarah moaned deeply as I filled her. “It’s so deep… I can feel every inch of you.”
I started thrusting with steady, powerful strokes. The wet, intimate sounds of her pussy taking me filled the room. Her heavy breasts swayed beneath her with every thrust. Sarah’s moans grew louder and more passionate. She kept looking over at Mike, her eyes full of pleasure and gratitude.
“This feels incredible, honey,” she told him between moans. “Thank you for letting me feel this.”
I could feel her getting close again. Her walls tightened around my cock as she came hard the second time — her pussy pulsing and releasing more of her warm juices that ran down my balls and her thighs. The sensation was intense.
I kept a steady rhythm, my hands holding her hips. Sweat was starting to build on both of us. Finally I felt my own climax building.
“I’m getting close,” I said, still moving inside her. “Where would you like me to finish?”
Sarah’s voice was breathless and full of need. “Inside me… please. I want to feel you come deep inside.”
With a deep groan I buried myself fully and let go. My cock throbbed as I pumped rope after rope of thick, warm cum deep into her. It felt like it went on forever. When I finally pulled out slowly, a thick stream of my cum immediately began leaking from her stretched, satisfied pussy, dripping down her thighs in heavy white drops.
Sarah stayed in position for a moment, breathing heavily, glowing with satisfaction. She reached out and pulled Mike close, kissing him tenderly while my cum continued to trickle out of her.
Mike leaned in lovingly and began to gently clean her with his tongue, tasting the mix of her juices and mine. Sarah sighed happily, running her fingers through his hair.
“That was amazing,” she whispered to both of us. “I feel so full and so loved.”
I sat back, catching my breath, and smiled at them. “Thank you both for such a wonderful evening. You two clearly have something really special. I’d love to do this again sometime if you feel the same.”
We talked for a little while longer, the three of us relaxed and connected. When I left, Mike and Sarah were cuddling on the couch, her head on his shoulder, both of them looking content and close.
It was one of the hottest, most intimate experiences I’ve ever had, knowing I could give Sarah that deep pleasure while respecting the love and trust between her and Mike.
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