I Shared My Husband With My Best Friend

“I still can’t believe you broke up with James,” I said, handing my best friend another glass of wine.

“We thought you two would get married for sure,” my husband, Chris, added.

Sierra let out a loud sigh.

“He seems to have settled down with his affair partner,” she said. “Even bought a dog together.”

“He’s a fool to have left you,” Chris said.

Sierra smiled. He always knew how to perk her up again.

“Plus, the new girl isn’t even half as hot as you are,” I added.

“Thank you, Laura,” Sierra said. “It’s been quite a dry spell the last few months. It’s like all the good guys are taken.”

“Well…” Chris chuckled.

“Yeah, yeah, we all know how perfect you are,” I laughed.

“It’s not only dating. I miss sex. I mean, James and I had sex all the time. I’m literally gagging for cock these days. And being right in the middle of my ovulation cycle hasn’t helped much either,” Sierra ranted.

I looked at Chris.

“Fuck, that’s oversharing,” Sierra said, her face turning red.

“Is this more of a girl-talk thing?” Chris said, looking uncomfortable. “Should I go?”

“No, babe, stay,” I said.

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to make things awkward,” Sierra said.

“I get cranky without sex,” I said. “So does Chris. We know what you mean.”

“I do not–” Chris started.

“Oh, shut up, you. You know you do,” I laughed.

“Count yourself lucky,” Sierra said.

“If you’re looking for a one-off lay, maybe Chris can help?” I said.

My heart raced. I could barely believe what I’d just offered.

“Wait, what?” Chris said.

“Wouldn’t you want to help Sierra out?” I asked.

“By what, fucking her?” he said.

The words fucking her sent a shiver of pleasure down my spine. I could feel it all the way between my legs.

“You’ve had too much wine,” Sierra said.

“Why not? We’re all adults here. Chris and I roleplay this quite often. Now we can do it for real,” I said.

“Laura, that’s private,” Chris said.

“Don’t you think Sierra is hot, Chris?” I asked.

He stared at her.

“Imagine lifting that little dress of hers. Pulling her ovulation-soaked panties down and fucking her,” I said.

“Holy shit, Laura,” Sierra said.

I crawled over to where Chris was sitting and gripped the front of his shorts.

“Shit!” he yelped.

I rubbed his erection through the material.

“You’re even hard thinking about it,” I grinned.

Sierra’s face turned blood red.

“Fuck,” Chris exclaimed as I pulled the front of his shorts down and yanked his cock out.

I kept eye contact with Sierra as I ran my tongue up and down his veiny shaft.

“I’m trying to look away,” Sierra said, but remained frozen.

I lowered my mouth over his cock and took him all the way.

Owp! Owp! Owp!

I sucked Chris off as the sounds of a sloppy blowjob filled the awkward silence. Finally, I pulled my lips off with a plop. His cock glistened and twitched in the light.

“I have him nice and hard for you, Sierra,” I purred.

“Guys, I don’t know what to say,” she said.

I crawled to her couch and slipped my hands under her dress.

“Laura!” she exclaimed.

I pulled her panties down to her feet. There was a white, sticky residue on the gusset.

“You know you want it,” I said.

I gripped her knees and pushed them apart. Her dress rode up, barely covering her upper thighs. Sierra’s breathing grew more rapid as I started unbuttoning the front of her dress. I pulled the sides open, exposing her sexy black bra. Her dark, hard nipples were visible through the lace.

“Laura,” she gasped.

I gripped the bottom of the bra and pulled it up, allowing her big tits to drop out.

“How badly do you want my husband’s cock?” I asked, tracing my finger around her areolae.

Her chest was heaving up and down, and I could smell her arousal. Sierra’s nipples bulged with lust.

“I…” she started.

“Come here, Chris,” I motioned.

Chris sauntered over, his rock-hard cock bouncing. I grabbed his shaft and stroked it up and down. With my other hand, I lifted her dress. Sierra’s wet cunt flowered open before us, her lips thick, wet, and gaping.

“I want it so badly,” she whispered.

Sierra quivered. I was convinced that she was so aroused she’d push Chris down so she could sit on his cock.

“Well,” I smiled, trailing my finger all the way up her thighs.

I used my middle and index fingers to part her engorged labia even more.

“Uh,” she whimpered as I exposed her throbbing clit.

Her wetness pooled at her opening. I stood up and pulled my top over my head, allowing my tits to slap down. Chris came up behind me and peeled my leggings and panties down to my feet.

“What do you want so badly?” I asked.

I lowered my body over hers, allowing my tits to squash down against hers. Before Sierra could answer, I let out a loud moan as Chris shoved his cock into me from behind.

“Chris is so long and hard inside me now,” I breathed.

I could feel her racing heart.

“I want it, I want it,” she begged. “I want your husband’s cock inside me.”

“Uh!” I whimpered again as Chris gave me a hard thrust from behind.

“Fuck, I’m so horny right now,” Sierra whined.

I dropped next to her, feeling Chris’ cock sliding out of me. I grabbed his pulsating shaft and pulled him between Sierra’s legs.

“Oh my god,” she said, lifting her lower body, allowing her cunt lips to touch his tip.

My husband was seconds away from shoving his cock deep into my best friend.

“Please,” Sierra pleaded again.