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Stacy appeared to be descending into a blissful nap.  Eric and I stood there. There was an uncomfortable vibe in the air.  We had been friends in high school and hadn’t seen much of each other since I had moved away from San Diego ten years before.  Whatever that friendship was had come to an end this week.  But, what was the dynamic now?  I hated what had happened between him and Stacy, but I didn’t see him as an enemy or a friend now.  Eric spoke again, and it felt like he was perhaps beginning to casually show what the dynamic was to be.”It’s crazy, man.  When I fill her with my seed it’s like a sleeping drug for her.  She always has to have a nap or lay down for a bit.”It was true.  She had been wide awake and talking to me moments ago.  Now, she lay snuggled up on the bed like a worn-out puppy.”Well, Timmy, I’m gonna go have a seat on the couch there.  Why don’t you bring me a cold beer, huh?”He walked past me and plopped down on the sofa and grabbed the remote and flipped on the TV.  This was it.  This was the moment the full effects of the situation, my fate, was being decided.  I looked down at Stacy sleeping peacefully.  I looked to my right.  Eric was looking at the TV and casually fiddling with his cock bulge thru his shorts.  I paused for just a second, and then I turned around and opened the fridge.  I grabbed a cold beer out and walked it over to Eric and handed it to him.”Thanks, buddy, but why don’t you open it for me.”I didn’t say a word.  I opened it and served him.  Those last two words pretty much said it all.  He took the beer without looking at me.  He went back to watching TV.  I waited for a second and then I turned and went into the bathroom.  I closed the door and sat down on the closed toilet seat.  I was breathing heavier.  I felt flush. My mouth was dry.  I looked down and my penis was hard.  I stood up and went to the sink.  I splashed water on my face.  As I did, I looked at myself in the mirror.  I had just brought a beer to the man that was fucking my wife.  And after doing that, I was rock-hard. Why?I came out of the bathroom.  It was almost 2 pm.  To my left were the two queen beds.  Stacy was resting on one of them.  To my right was the kitchenette/bar.  Past that and towards the balcony were the living room and Eric.  He had his long legs stretched out with his feet sitting on the coffee table in front of him.  I walked to the living room.  As I got there Eric almanbahis şikayet waved his empty beer can and without any words said, I took it from him and brought him another.  His shorts were laying on the floor below him.  He sat there in nothing but a t-shirt.  The TV remote and his phone sat on the couch to his left.  His right hand was slowly rubbing his cock.  He wasn’t jacking off.  He was just sort of caressing it.  It was semi-hard and it was gigantic.  It was the first real look I had.  The room was silent except for the TV.  I stood about two-three feet to his right.  I just stood there watching him.  My eyes betraying me.  I stared in hypnotic gaze at his powerful cock.  My legs were feeling weak.  I was feeling weaker.”You guys are leaving tomorrow morning, right?””Yes.””You guys have a two or three-bedroom place up there in Seattle?””Two-bedroom.””Some good hunting and fishing up there I hear.””Yes.””Thinking I might have to make some trips up there. Do some hunting.”I nodded, yes. I was fairly certain who his prey would be.  My eyes continued to stare at his cock.  It was not even hard and looked to be a thick six inches.  Fully erect, I am four and a half inches.”Stacy will be back to her feisty little self in a minute.  Why don’t you come sit on the floor for a second, Timmy.”At this point, it was like my body and actions were acting on some natural impulse and not by my own thought process.I took a couple of steps closer to him and literally knelt next to his legs. As if it were as natural as breathing, he pulled his legs back towards himself insinuating that I should move to the now vacant place his legs were. I scooted on my knees right below him. He then set his feet back on the coffee table, a leg on either side of me.  I was now kneeling between his legs facing him.”Like I said, Timmy, Stacy will be up and needing it again in a few minutes, so….”His hand was now away from his cock. It lay there half hard, facing me, hanging down over his huge balls.  I swear to you it felt as natural and right as anything I’ve ever done with a woman.  I just slowly bent over towards it. I used no hands.  I just leaned over and kissed the head of his cock.  I looked up briefly.  He was staring at the TV as if I wasn’t even there.I licked the head a little and slid my lips around it.  I sucked on the head inside my mouth.  With my mouth around the head, I lifted it up a little almanbahis canlı casino and slid further down on his shaft.  I could feel him growing already.  I kept sucking it.  Up and down I sucked on his cock.  Soon, it was standing straight out and slightly upward.  I continued to suck his cock hands-free.  Eric continued to ignore me as I sucked his cock.  He grew harder and harder. As it got fully hard, my mouth had to stretch open wide to fit him inside.  It hurt my jaw a little.  I sucked and sucked it.  I sucked the head with special attention.  I felt exactly like a girl in a porn video.  I must have been doing it right because he was hard as steel.  It was rigid.  I got maybe close to five or six inches down on his cock and could still see more cock beyond that.  As my mouth slowly slid back up his shaft, my lips would drag back along his shaft tightly sealed around it as I sucked in the entire time.I was lost in the moment.  I wasn’t sucking his cock, I was making love to it.  Where was this coming from?  Up and down.  Up and down.  I sucked him good.Suddenly, he pulled it from my mouth and stood up.  It stuck out from his body like a baseball bat.”Thanks, buddy, but I think it’s time for Stacy to get another pounding.”He just stepped around me and went to Stacy on the bed.  I stayed on my knees and watched him.   He slapped her hard and loud on her ass.”Wake up, baby.  Let’s take a shower.  Wake you back up,” he said chuckling.Stacy came out of her slumber, literally as if she had forgotten where she was.  I watched as she obediently got off the bed and followed Eric to the bathroom.  I heard the door close and the shower turn on.  It was only 3:30 pm.It only took about a minute and the sounds that haunt me to this day began again.  The confined space of the shower and the fact it was enclosed in tile made it seem like they had a microphone in there.  There was no doubt about it, Stacy was getting power-fucked again.It was such an erotic sound she made.  It was a beautiful mix of ecstasy, agony, anguish, pain and euphoria.  It was so emotional-sounding.  It was a sensual combination of screaming, crying, and moaning.  It was the most beautiful and erotic sound I’d ever heard.  It was also, at the same time, the most emotionally painful thing for me to hear.Stacy came at least twice while they were in the shower.  Each time it culminated with her volume rising into a loud almanbahis casino continual scream.After a few minutes, the shower shut off.  I could hear them in the bathroom talking as they dried off together.  I was now sitting on the couch watching TV, and wondering what I should do.  I kind of wanted to leave.  I knew they were fucking each other like rabbits, but the more I witnessed it in person, the less I felt like a real man.Eric came out first in just a towel wrapped around his waist.  He went to the fridge and opened a new bottle of wine and poured two glasses.  Stacy came out a bit after and walked over to me.  She was still drying her hair with a towel and was wearing one of her slinky thin cotton tank tops.  This one was a very light sky blue.Her pussy and ass were mostly exposed and visible to us.  She made no effort to hide it anymore.  She leaned down and kissed me on the cheek.  God, I loved the scent of her just after a shower.”How’s my little hubby doing?”  she asked.  She had to know how that sentence made me look in this setting.”Fine,” I said sounding pretty much like the pussy boy she and Eric had turned me into.”Eric and I are kind of tired right now, baby.  We’re gonna lay down for a bit, OK?”I nodded yes, as she caressed my cheek and kissed the top of my head.She then turned and walked over to Eric at the bar counter.  They took their glasses and walked into the bedroom.  The bedroom wasn’t entirely separate from the living room, but the bathroom sort of jutted out from one side of the room out into the middle of the large room creating a sort of peninsula or two separate areas.From where I was sitting on the couch in the living room, if I turned to my right, I could see the lower thirty percent of the bed before it became hidden by the bathroom that separated the bedroom from the living room.They lay on the bed and faced each other.  I could only mainly see their legs.  I could hear them talking in soft slightly hushed tones. As much as hearing your wife getting fucked by another man, seeing them lay in bed together and talk in hushed tones, meant only for them, is just about as painful.  In between talking you could definitely hear the clear sounds of lips kissing.  Sometimes the kissing would go on for minutes at a time non-stop.   Around 5:30 pm, I heard a little rustling and shifting in the bedroom.  I peered in there as best as I could.  With sounds and visual cues to go by,  Stacy was now sitting on Eric and was riding him.  She wasn’t bobbing up and down though.  She appeared to be grinding her hips back and forth.”Mmm, Mmm, Mmm, Mmm, Mmm.”   She moaned in rhythm to her hips grinding on him.  “Mmm, Mmm, Mmm.”

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