It was Saturday, and I had a honey-do to deal with. No rush, it was still early. Right, so there just wasn’t any need for me to open my eyes. In any case, I knew it was Jackie. No really, if there’s a prime length of morning wood on offer, well yeah, she’s going to go down on it. That of course, is just one of the many things I love about the hot raven-haired honey I was married to. Just then, because she was taking its full length, I could feel the tickle as her stylishly short hair brushed my thighs. No doubt about it, she loves sucking cock in the morning, or any other time for that matter. As for where, she isn’t at all finicky. Not always, but frequently she’ll change things up by delivering a fast and furious hand-job. And, if she doesn’t wind-up wearing some or maybe even all of a lover’s orgasmic ejaculation, she’s all-in with swallowing. That morning though, I opted for an alternative.

Jackie reached for my cock and I swatted her hands aside. She pushed up on to her knees and I caught her hips. I rolled her on to her back, her legs still coming-up as I drove a hard thrust down in to her. I growled; she gasped. Primed for fast and furious, that’s just how I fucked her. Fine, except there I was headed for a happy-ending when she barked-out a guttural command.

“Let me.” Jackie gasped. Well sure, it struck me as an order, one easy to obey. So, after driving-in one final flurry of penetrating balls-deep thrust, I relented. I pulled-out, growling and eager as a puppy as I rolled on to my back. Moving quickly my snickering wife settled in to position above me. With a whooped yes, she slammed down filling hot wet pussy with hot hard cock. Well, not only did she repeat that move, she repeatedly repeated that move. It was fast and furious, right on through her quickly reached orgasm. And then, because of course she’s well-practiced, in one swift move she was once again kneeling between my legs, my pussy drenched cock in her mouth. Bummer, but there just wasn’t time for me to add a bit more of the fast and furious. There was however enough time for her to bury the cum spurting head of my cock in her throat, time for me to reach for her head, time for me to clamp her head in place as I came, bucking-up again and again as I repeatedly filled her throat with cum.

Bummer, but because I was already running late, regretfully I didn’t stop to breakfast on Jackie’s pussy. I did however manage a quick shave and shower. Then, as I headed for the door, I stopped just long enough to deliver a reminder.

“Up and at its Jackie.” I dared, while prepared to duck. “Its late. I’m late. Never mind that, Phil won’t be.” I explained. “Knowing Phil, he’ll try to skip-out.” I warned. “So, it’s on you to make sure he doesn’t.”

All that silliness, and just because I’d promised to install a garage door opener. Anyway, it’s why I was headed for our neighborhood big-box store. Only first, I had to pop in to my office, rush or no rush, I needed to drop off some paperwork. And really, I wasn’t concerned; still, I did want to make it home before Phil showed up. A good friend, he had volunteered to help with the installation. Only, my good buddy prides himself on being punctual. Fine, except of course the guy is a horn-dog, make that a horn-dog with a major case of the hots for Jackie. They had enjoyed a quickie hit and run fuck at a recent party; but all that had done was wet the drooling horn-dog’s appetite. OK, so yeah, I was good with that. Hell, as I waited in line, I even sent him a text message. Running late but Jackie knows you’re coming, it read. Being an inveterate instigator, I added a challenging, no worries i left her naked and horny.

No worries sure; but, it was a slow-moving check-out line. Well, that left me with plenty of time to ponder all sorts of erotic possibilities. And, being sure that something would go down, I badly wanted to be there.

Anxious, I pulled in to the driveway, relieved to have spotted Phil’s car parked at the curb. Curious, and yeah eager, I wanted to run. I didn’t, but only because the hard-on tenting my shorts would have made running awkward. I entered quietly. I listened, which didn’t do me much good. But then, I spotted a puddle of black silk I recognized. And, just beyond Jackie’s no doubt hastily discarded robe lay a pair of cargo shorts, boxers, and sandals. The latter I knew had to belong to Phil. Yeah, it was an ah-ha moment. And just like that, I was off and on the prowl.

It was a short-lived hunt. They were easy to track down, all I had to do was follow the grunting and the familiar rhythmic slapping of flesh on flesh. They were in the living room, Jackie bent over the back of our sofa, Phil pounding cock aggressively in to her from behind. Jackie spotted me and managed a cutesy half wave. Phil went right on grunting and grinning, unaware that he was no longer the only one watching his cock repeatedly penetrate as he drove it deep in to my eagerly ooh and aahing wife’s vagina. But then, when my practically breathless wife spoke up, his head did pop-up.

“Hi honey.” My somewhat breathless wife called.

Her attention back on Phil, Jackie wheezed, huffing and puffing as she issued what was an utterly unnecessary challenge. “Harder Phil, you know I love it hard.” Jackie told the poor guy already fucking her for all he was worth. Still, Phil somehow found a way to pick-up the pace. It wasn’t enough to stop Jackie’s grumbling.

“Ooh yeah, like that Phil, but harder. Robby knows. Ask him, he’ll tell you I love being fucked hard.”

Phil didn’t have to ask. He’d heard the stories. Still, when my buddy glanced my way, I gave him an approving nod. And then, I decided it was time to get naked. Afterall, Phil wasn’t going to last, and I wanted to be ready. That didn’t mean I wouldn’t have some spectating to do. Luckily, I like watching Jackie at play, maybe even as much as she enjoys playing to an appreciative audience. And, of course Jackie didn’t get off, not that I’d expected her to. But then, my buddy did treat her to a thorough fucking; something which I knew would leave her wanting more. Right, so I was looking forward to hearing my ever-horny wife belting out the yeses and mores as I took a turn.

Phil, winded and a little sweaty stepped back, his cum-smeared cock limp. I stepped right up, whooping a loud “Yeah baby” as I cracked a sharp swat off my wife’s bare ass. I didn’t do it, but the thought of taking her ass right there in front of Phil did cross my mind. Instead, I drove a savagely delivered thrust in to her cum-lubricated vagina. And then, while listening to her panted gasps, I banged her hard. Wanting more, I caught my wife’s hips and tried to fuck her even harder. She continued to grunt, I continued to risk leaving her with a bruised ass. I was relentless. By the time I got off, Jackie’s ass glowed, no bruises, but it did look like maybe she’d been spanked. It wasn’t a planned move, but I did splash half my load across that ass. The rest, I spewed deep in to her twice-fucked vagina.

Working to catch my breath, I noticed that Phil was dressed. So, figuring it was time we did some real work, I got dressed. That meant Jackie was left bent over the sofa, softly snickering as Phil and I headed for the garage.

“No shit Bro, she opened the door wearing one of her slinky coverup thingies.” My broadly grinning good buddy confided. “And well, it really wasn’t covering up anything. So yeah, I was thinking, hot damn its on offer. And well, no way was I about to pass on a chance to bang her.” I suggested that just maybe Jackie would have been monumentally pissed if he’d been dumb enough to have passed on what she had on offer.

Out in the garage things were moving right along. It was so far-so good. That was mainly because Phil insisted on reading the instructions. Anyway, I made the mistake of suggesting that he grab a couple cold beers from the kitchen. Phil took off. What he didn’t do was return. Well, of course I suspected that he’d been waylaid. For damn sure he hadn’t gotten lost. Whatever, I went looking. And, I found him. They were out on our rented condo’s small rear deck. At the time we were renting from her parents. And no, they wouldn’t have approved of their daughter lying out naked. Nor did I suppose they would have approved of the cute way she lay there face down, her head pillowed on her folded arms, legs spread wide, her bare ass pushed up and invitingly on offer. Then too, of course it wasn’t even her husband wheeling and dealing from between their eager daughter’s legs. Ah well, at least I liked what I saw, liked the slow way Phil almost lazily worked his iron-hard cock in and out of there breathlessly panting daughter’s proffered pussy. And, like never mind what they might have thought about it; I was all in on watching my buddy’s hard cock repeatedly penetrate my wife’s utterly bare laser smooth pussy. And OK, so maybe I shouldn’t have whooped an enthusiastic “Fuck her Phil. Hot damn, fuck her hard.”

Poor Phil. I didn’t mean to, but I did startle the guy. He jerked back, his cock slipping free of pussy, leaving it free to spew an avalanche of cum across Jackie’s bare ass. But then, like so what. I mean, like the ballsy fucker was actually jacking-off as he landed a final splash of the white stuff half way up her back. I grabbed a towel and wiped. And then, I offered my grinning buddy a fist bump. It didn’t go unnoticed. So, it was a scowling Jackie that growled threateningly.

Grinning, and managing to look exceedingly well-pleased with himself, Phil stood. So, I was laughing as I swung in to position. Latching on to Jackie’s hips, I was prepared to slam a thrust down in to her. Sure, I could have flipped her on to her back. And then, I could have settled upright between her legs, hoisting her ass as she wrapped her legs around my waist. It’s one of our favored positions, and one in which I could have most likely fucked her through a couple noisy orgasms. But no, I’d already made up my mind. It was just for kicks of course, still for that day however many times Phil and I fucked her, far as I was concerned, it would remain an orgasm free Saturday for Jackie. Right, it was a stupid idea.

Jackie lay face down. I wanted her more accessible, much more accessible; so, I pulled her up and on to all fours. I settled in to position, up on my knees as I drove an intentionally savage thrust up in to her. And then, like some sort of berserk jackhammer, I went right on slamming more of those ferociously delivered thrust deep in to her. She responded with a flurry of eagerly huffed oohs. So, of course I fucked her harder.

Might as well blame it on Phil. Afterall, he did pick up the towel. Right, but then seeing as how I’d fucked until I’d run out of cum, Phil and I dared another fist-bump. And then, with Jackie shaking her head as she quietly smoldered, my buddy got busy wiping.

It was later, and we had made Jackie come check-out our handiwork. With the push of a button the garage door opened and closed smoothly. It wasn’t as much fun, but she did it with none of our neighbors in position to observe a Naked Jackie hooting yippie as she repeatedly pushed the button. And then, once again alone in the garage, Phil and I did the bare-minimum of clean-up. That done, we caught up with Jackie in the bedroom. She was of course naked. Phil hesitated; I didn’t. So, daring to think that I’d get the chance to fuck her first, I quickly stretched out on the bed. Jackie laughed, stopped to whisper in to Phil’s ear; and then, she clambered up and in to position. Only, she didn’t slam down, burying my hard cock in her hot pussy. Nope, there I was patiently waiting hoping to hear my wife yipping a loud chorus of cowgirl like yippees as she rode my cock. Instead, I got kissed. And then, and much to my surprise I heard her whoop a somehow snarky sounding “No dummy, fuck my ass.” Right, she hadn’t been talking to me.

Phil had heard, knew, and for damn sure he didn’t need to be told twice. Hell no, Jackie had made it clear just what was on offer. Oh well, at least by the time the lucky fuck finished, we were working a double-penetration. Well fine, because my good buddy had done his part, taking my wife’s ass with what else, utterly wild abandoned. OK, and like awesome. Only, well I was left assuming that once again I’d be left taking sloppy-seconds. Yeah-yeah, no problem. As it happens, I like taking my wife’s ass, especially if I’m lucky enough to find myself using some other lucky fucks cum for lube.

“You’re up Robby.” Jackie enthusiastically cried. So yeah, I caught the good news, even over Phil’s guttural post-orgasmic panting. Hell, I didn’t even mind her impatiently gutturally delivered orders. “Now Robby. Take this horny bitch’s ass lover.” OK, so I had my orders.

Glad that I’d held-back, which considering how badly I’d wanted to blast a geyser of cum in to my wife’s fast liquefying pussy hadn’t really been all that difficult. I mean, like I was all in on ripping in to Jackie’s ass, Jackie’s tight and already thoroughly fucked ass. Luckily for him, Phil took the hint and got out of my way.

I couldn’t wait, so didn’t. Going with rough, I spread Jackie’s ass cheeks, growling as I drove an unrestrained thrust through an already well-fucked asshole, and right on through Phil’s left behind cum. Again and again, I pulled-out, watching as I slammed another thrust in through my oohing and aahing wife’s receptive asshole. Jackie was panting like a dog. I was gasping for breath. Phil was whooping encouragement. Unable, and OK unwilling to hold back, I took my wife’s ass like some half-crazed berserker. I did it hearing Jackie’s dreamy, and yeah breathless “Yes, yes all of it Robby.”

Later, Phil suggested we go for dinner, even volunteered to pay. I let him. And then, after dinner, and seeing as how I was driving, I couldn’t very well object when Jackie joined Phil in the back seat. Anyway, it was the backseat of her prized midnight blue classic Camero. I wasn’t in a hurry, and in fact we were still in the parking lot. Fine, so I made good use of the rear-view mirror, watching as my good buddy peeled my wife out of her short shorts. He tossed them on to the passenger seat, her tank top followed. Right so Jackie was naked long before I stopped for a red light. Uh-huh, and to judge by the flurry of honking horns, I wasn’t the only one watching Phil pumping cock in to my wife. It was more envy than jealousy; Afterall, I’d never gotten to fuck Jackie on anyone’s backseat. Seriously, life can be so cruel. Still, that night things worked out.

The garage door opener worked. I was a hero, and an appreciative Jackie was all-in on rewarding her hero. Well, I was thinking blowjob. Too bad that; because, what Jackie wanted was to be fucked some more. OK, so I took her bent over the hood of her classic Camero. And then, there was Phil ready to make like the energizer bunny. The insatiable horndog was up and raring to go. He took her bent over the trunk.

Poor tuckered-out Phil called it a night and headed for home. And that, well it left it up to me. Passing was of course out of the question; so, I went down on an extremely insistent Jackie. And never mind my silly plan, by the time we hit the shower I’m pretty damn sure that Jackie had scored more orgasms than Phil and I combined. And, whatever the score, insatiable being her default condition, my very needy wife required fucking. Phil should have stuck around, not that I needed a wingman, …ah well.