This story is based on an old, but great story by J. Boswell called My Cock-Crazy Wife. You can find it on old sex story websites. Go read it. This is a different take on it. First couple parts are done, and I'll work on the rest some time, probably...
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Three months before our trip to California, my wife, Tara, and I met up for dinner and drinks with my college friend Tammy. After college, Tammy moved across the country to California and had only met Tara once, at our wedding. Now, a few years later, we were finally getting a chance to hang out together.
Tammy was in town for a conference, and left her boyfriend John behind in California. I could tell from the dismissive way she talked about him that John was on his way out with Tammy. I also knew Tammy would have no trouble finding a replacement. Tammy always had been - and still was - a knockout. Tall and athletic, with long dark curly hair and large, bright eyes, she was beautiful. Her breasts were large, and looked even larger thanks to her toned, flat stomach. She and I were roommates for two years in college, along with another friend of ours, but we never hooked up as we were both always dating someone else.
As beautiful as Tammy was, Tara was a dream come true for me. Shorter than Tammy, with shoulder-length blonde hair, Tara had an incredible body. Her DDD breasts were perfectly shaped, and her firm, round ass was something I couldn’t keep my hands off even after a few years of marriage. And beyond my physical attraction to her, Tara was insatiable. We could fuck for hours and hours and she always wanted more. She made me feel like a pornstar - she came easily and often, telling me my dick hit her in all the right places. I was a lucky guy!
The three of us chatted through dinner and a few rounds of drinks. The conversation got louder and more risqué as the night went on. At one point I got a call from a friend I had to take, and excused myself from the table, leaving Tara and Tammy to themselves. When I returned, they both looked at me, looked at each other, and looked at each other knowingly.
“What’s going on here, you two?” I said. “I don’t like the two of you ganging up on me.”
“Oh, don’t worry,” Tammy said. “Just girl talk.”
After we said our goodbyes, Tara and I went to our car. I could tell she was drunk - as soon as we got in she couldn’t wait to talk.
“Tammy is so great,” she said. “And she is totally in love with you!”
“That can’t be true,” I said. “We’ve been friends too long. Besides, she has John!”
“That guy?” said Tara, incredulously. “She’s dumping his ass soon. Apparently he’s lame in bed. She was complaining that she needs to get fucked hard. Like how you used to make all those girls in college scream!”
“WHAT?” I asked. It was true that Tammy used to always tease me about the noises that came from my bedroom when we lived together, and I certainly never got any complaints from any girl I was with. This came from out of nowhere.
“Tammy said when you two lived together she could hear you with every girl you had over,” Tara said excitedly. “She said she it made her super horny and she would either fuck whatever guy she was seeing as hard as she could or she would get herself off listening to you with those other girls. I think she was super jealous!”
“Oh man,” I groaned. “I knew I shouldn’t leave you two alone.”
“Can I tell you something?” Tara asked, a hint of playful evil in her voice. “I think I made it worse. I told her about our sex life. I told her it was amazing. I told her that we fuck for hours and that you make me cum so hard, over and over again. I’m sorry - I was drunk and she seemed so interested. I hope you’re not embarrassed. I swear I made you sound like a sex god!”
I rolled my eyes with amusement. “Ok…,” I said. “Hopefully she’ll still talk to us after all this!”
“Oh, I don’t think she minded,” Tara said. “Now, take me home and fuck my brains out. I’ve had enough talk about sex…I need it!”
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Two months later, we got a message from Tammy inviting us to California. As expected, she had dumped John and was dating a new guy named Jason she wanted us to meet. Tara and I discussed it, and agreed we could use a trip. We set the date for a month later.
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Three months before our trip to California, my wife, Tara, and I met up for dinner and drinks with my college friend Tammy. After college, Tammy moved across the country to California and had only met Tara once, at our wedding. Now, a few years later, we were finally getting a chance to hang out together.
Tammy was in town for a conference, and left her boyfriend John behind in California. I could tell from the dismissive way she talked about him that John was on his way out with Tammy. I also knew Tammy would have no trouble finding a replacement. Tammy always had been - and still was - a knockout. Tall and athletic, with long dark curly hair and large, bright eyes, she was beautiful. Her breasts were large, and looked even larger thanks to her toned, flat stomach. She and I were roommates for two years in college, along with another friend of ours, but we never hooked up as we were both always dating someone else.
As beautiful as Tammy was, Tara was a dream come true for me. Shorter than Tammy, with shoulder-length blonde hair, Tara had an incredible body. Her DDD breasts were perfectly shaped, and her firm, round ass was something I couldn’t keep my hands off even after a few years of marriage. And beyond my physical attraction to her, Tara was insatiable. We could fuck for hours and hours and she always wanted more. She made me feel like a pornstar - she came easily and often, telling me my dick hit her in all the right places. I was a lucky guy!
The three of us chatted through dinner and a few rounds of drinks. The conversation got louder and more risqué as the night went on. At one point I got a call from a friend I had to take, and excused myself from the table, leaving Tara and Tammy to themselves. When I returned, they both looked at me, looked at each other, and looked at each other knowingly.
“What’s going on here, you two?” I said. “I don’t like the two of you ganging up on me.”
“Oh, don’t worry,” Tammy said. “Just girl talk.”
After we said our goodbyes, Tara and I went to our car. I could tell she was drunk - as soon as we got in she couldn’t wait to talk.
“Tammy is so great,” she said. “And she is totally in love with you!”
“That can’t be true,” I said. “We’ve been friends too long. Besides, she has John!”
“That guy?” said Tara, incredulously. “She’s dumping his ass soon. Apparently he’s lame in bed. She was complaining that she needs to get fucked hard. Like how you used to make all those girls in college scream!”
“WHAT?” I asked. It was true that Tammy used to always tease me about the noises that came from my bedroom when we lived together, and I certainly never got any complaints from any girl I was with. This came from out of nowhere.
“Tammy said when you two lived together she could hear you with every girl you had over,” Tara said excitedly. “She said she it made her super horny and she would either fuck whatever guy she was seeing as hard as she could or she would get herself off listening to you with those other girls. I think she was super jealous!”
“Oh man,” I groaned. “I knew I shouldn’t leave you two alone.”
“Can I tell you something?” Tara asked, a hint of playful evil in her voice. “I think I made it worse. I told her about our sex life. I told her it was amazing. I told her that we fuck for hours and that you make me cum so hard, over and over again. I’m sorry - I was drunk and she seemed so interested. I hope you’re not embarrassed. I swear I made you sound like a sex god!”
I rolled my eyes with amusement. “Ok…,” I said. “Hopefully she’ll still talk to us after all this!”
“Oh, I don’t think she minded,” Tara said. “Now, take me home and fuck my brains out. I’ve had enough talk about sex…I need it!”
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Two months later, we got a message from Tammy inviting us to California. As expected, she had dumped John and was dating a new guy named Jason she wanted us to meet. Tara and I discussed it, and agreed we could use a trip. We set the date for a month later.