BBWife: Wife's New Friend (part 1)

***All my stories are true and actually happened. I either
experienced them firsthand or were related to me by my wife and I
transcribed them as best I could. Some creative liberties were
taken for parts she couldn't remember exactly, but the overall
situations that happened are as accurate as possible.

If you have any questions, comments, suggestions or criticism,
please send it to southern.sunshine@hotmail.com.
Thank you and enjoy.***

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It was a few years after our little adventure in the Dominican
Republic, and my wife Melanie and I were in our late 20s/early
30s when we moved into a new condo community on the gulf coast of
Florida. Nothing had happened since our trip, and I wondered if
what had happened had been just a one time thing, one of those
wild things you do only on a vacation. She definitely seemed more
"settled down" now, and it was hard to believe that this was the
same married woman who had not that long ago fucked two complete
strangers in a foreign country, much to her husband's delight.

After moving in to our condo, we took our time settling into our
new surroundings, which featured a lot of great amenities.  This
complex was definitely geared towards young professionals, and
the management would often host little community get-togethers, a
chance to meet some of your neighbors. We finally decided to
attend one of these events, held at the management office that
had one of the pool areas behind it. Caterers and a DJ were
brought in, and created quite a spread.

We arrived soon after it had gotten dark. Melanie had decided to
hear this rather low cut blue top (much to my insistence) and a
blue and white floral dress. I had preferred she had worn
something a little racier, but given that she is a larger girl I
think she was a little nervous about that. Still, she looked
great, her long dark brown hair flowing around her top, just
enough makeup to accent her facial features (her full lips and
smoky brown eyes are hard to ignore). The top definitely helped,
and even if she bent over it a little it provided a great view of
her ample cleavage. I wished the skirt was shorter, but she wore
a pair of modest heels that helped to show off her plump legs.

We walked into the pool area and stood for a moment checking the
scene out. There were probably 50 or so people there, most of
them around our age and fashionably dressed. The DJ was playing
some slower grooves that luckily didn't drown out conversation,
and the area around the pool had been decorated nicely. I spotted
the bartender on the other side of the pool area and told Melanie
I would get us a couple of drinks. I worked my way through the
crowd that was milling about, getting a beer for myself and a
glass of red wine for my wife.

I had been gone a few minutes due to the crowd of people around
the bar and the time it took the bartenders to fill the orders.
Finally I got our drinks and started to head back to where my
wife was standing. When I was within view of Melanie, I noticed
that she was talking to someone, though I couldn't really tell
who.

"Oh good," I thought. "She met someone". Figuring it was another
married woman (who my wife usually gravitates to in new social
situations), I continued to walk over slowly, making sure not to
spill our drinks. Suddenly, I stopped. As the person she was
talking to came into view, I saw that it was not another woman,
but actually another man. I quickly darted behind a column so she
wouldn't see me and to give myself a better view of what was
happening.

He was taller, but as she is only 5'4, most men are. He looked to
be about 5'10 or maybe even over 6', I wasn't sure. He was in
good shape, and was handsomely dressed in a nice casual suit with
an open collar. He looked to be around our age, late 20s or so.
And, he was black. I immediately snickered to myself a little.
How perfect is that? Like a lot of married men, while I fantasize
about my wife sleeping with other men, black men top the list of
choices. And judging from his and my wife's body language, they
were definitely flirting, however shyly she was being at it.

As I watched them talk, my mind began to wonder what it would
look like to watch them fuck. I pictured her small voluptuous
frame, pale and curvy, on her back on a bed. I pictured him, dark
and tall and chiseled, on top of her between her spread legs,
grinding into her body, his black cock sliding in and out of her
wet pink pussy, the stark contrasts of tone and color. The two of
them intertwined as he fucked her. I began to feel my cock swell
in my pants, and immediately tried to snap myself back to
reality. This was, after all, not the best time and place to walk
around with an erection.

I watched them chat for what felt like an eternity. Every once in
a while I could see her eyes darting around in my direction
looking for me. But due to it being nighttime and the low level
of lighting around the pool, and the fact I was hiding,  I was
pretty sure she couldn't see me. At least I hoped not. I
definitely enjoyed letting the two of them get to know each
other, my mind going back to the times I watched her with those
men in the Dominican Republic, and realizing how much I missed
that thrill of my wife with other men. It was addicting, and I
know realized I wanted it to happen again, more than anything.

After a while, I heard her laugh and he extended his hand, and it
seemed that the conversation they were having was almost over.
She took it and he shook it gently, and to my surprise, kissed
her hand as well. She was grinning from ear to ear (as was he),
and probably was even blushing a little. Before he departed he
reached into his coat and handed her a small piece of paper,
which later I found to be his card. She took it from him, nodded,
and placed it inside her bra (and I didn't even realize women
really did that!). He then headed out the gate by the pool and
left.

I waited a moment before finally returning with our drinks, my
beer now half gone already and her wine sufficiently warmed from
me holding it all this time. I could tell she was flushed, and
even with a bra on her nipples stood out a little from her top. I
handed her the glass of wine which she gulped half of it quickly.

"Took ya long enough." she exclaimed, her breathing a little
heavy now.

I shrugged. "Well, I saw that you were making a new friend and
just wanted to give the two of you time to get acquainted." I
whispered back to her.

She looked at me suspiciously. "Ha ha." she responded dryly,
taking another sip and pretending to scope out the party.

"Hey, you seemed to be enjoying yourself just fine. I didn't want
to interrupt. And he definitely seemed to be enjoying you as
well." I replied.  I stared over at her, giving her a look hoping
she realized what I meant.

She rolled her eyes playfully, but I could tell she had basked in
this man's company. We chatted with a couple of other people, and
after a while we decided to head back to our condo. We strolled
slowly on the dimly lit sidewalk back to our unit, the air humid
and floral. My mind kept coming back to her interaction with the
man shed met, creating visuals of the two of them naked together.
My cock began to stir, and we went from holding hands to my hand
around her shoulder and down to her waist until finally to her
ample ass and gave it a little squeeze.

"Hey now", she said in mock irritancy. Ignoring her, I started to
lift her skirt until my hand was touching one of her panty-clad
ass cheeks. My fingers played with the white lacy material,
lifting a leg opening just enough to get my hand under it.
Usually she would smack my hand away if I did something like this
in public, but to my surprise she didn't stop me this time. I
continued to massage her bare ass cheek until we got close to
section of the less illuminated sidewalks that passed by one of
the storage facilities halfway between our unit and the pool.

Unable to take it anymore, I pushed her behind the building.
"Hey, where are we going?!" she said curiously as I leaded her
along. When we got to the backside of the building, I turned her
around facing me and backed her against the wall. I looked around
quickly, and realizing that no one would be able to see us unless
they came around the back of the building, I pressed my body to
hers, mashing my lips against hers and grinding my crotch against
her. She gasped, surprised by my aggressive behavior, but eagerly
returned my kiss with a giggle. I felt her put her hands around
my shoulders as our mouths opened, our tongues dancing around in
circles in each others mouths.

I hiked her skirt up, pulling it up to her waist until her
panties were in full view all the way around her. I pushed
against her harder, causing her to open her legs a little more. I
backed off a bit, and immediately pressed my hand between her
legs. Not too surprisingly, she was soaking wet. I could feel the
heat emanating from her panty covered pussy as I gently rubbed.
She moaned into my mouth as I touched her, her kisses becoming
more urgent. My cock was straining hard against my pants as I
pulled her panties aside and finally touched her bare pussy. She
moaned louder, her legs opening as wide as they could go while
still standing.  I parted her chubby pussy with my fingers,
finding her clit already hard and sensitive. I gently rubbed her
slowly back n forth, her wet cunt lubricating my hand thoroughly.
I felt her legs start to shake, her mouth now making little
panting noises, her kissing less focused now.

"Oh god", she breathed huskily into my mouth. I kept up the pace
of my hand between her legs, loving the sensations I was giving
her out here in the open. Her body continued to tremble, and I
knew she was close. With my free hand, I grabbed the front of her
shirt, and finding her nipple already very erect, I ran my
fingertips over it roughly. Her hands that were around my neck
grasped my shoulders for support as her orgasm approached.

"OHHH FUUUUUCCCK!!!" she moaned rather loudly, to the point I was
afraid anyone that might be nearby would hear. But at that point,
it wouldn't have mattered anyway. She broke off our kiss, her
head back against the wall, her eyes closed. God, it was a
beautiful sight when she came. She grinded against my hand now as
wave after wave of pleasure racked her body. Her mouth pouted a
little as her body shook hard, my hand now drenched with her
fresh pussy fluids as they ran out of her depths. I slowed my
rubbing as she started to come down, her orgasm subsiding. She
continued to pant a little, giving a little sigh of satisfaction
before releasing my shoulders, her energy spent.

My cock was aching at this point, and sensing my need her hands
moved to the front of my pants. I helped her by undoing them and
opening them quickly, and she reached in freeing my cock to the
night air. She proceeded to rub it gently with her fingers,
sending little shocks of pleasure through my spine. I knew I
wasn't going to last long, and forcibly spun her around where she
stood and pulled her back from the wall a bit. I pressed on the
small of her back, indicating I wanted her to bend over. She
leaned over, pressing her hands against the rough texture of the
wall, bracing herself.

I pushed her skirt up again till it was around her waist, her
beautiful large round ass in plain view now. Sliding her panties
to the side again with one hand, I grasped the shaft of my cock
with the other hand and leaned into her. Finding her pussy, I
began to push into her. She let out another moan as I began to
slide into her soaking cunt from behind. Her pussy was hot even
to my pulsing cock as I buried myself into her depths. I released
my shaft and her panties, placing my hands onto her hips and
holding myself in her, savoring the sensation. I stared down, the
sight my waist pressed against her ass, only the base of my cock
visible in the dim light. My cock throbbed a bit inside her tight
snatch, which responded by gripping my cock harder. I took a
breath and began to saw my cock back in forth, the feeling
electric around my hard pole. I pulled her hips to me as I
grinded my cock as deep as I could inside her, Melanie giving
little gasps and coos as my dick slide in and out of her slit.

I started to quicken my pace, watching lewdly as my cock,
glistening with her pussy juice, stretched her pussy lips each
time I pulled back out only to see them disappear as I sunk back
into her each time. Even with the ecstasy of fucking her this
way, my mind thought again of the man she had just recently met.
I began to fantasize even now that he was in front of her as I
fucked her, trying to imagine him putting his cock between her
full pout lips, the dark meat of his huge dick contrasting
against the pale freckly skin of her face. The image was more
than I could bear as I felt my balls beginning to contract.
"UHHHHHHHH!!" was all I could manage through clenched teeth as I
tried to keep my orgasm as quiet as possible in this public
place. I grabbed her hips and pushed in as hard as I could, and I
felt my cock spasm deep inside her. She responded by gripping my
cock with her pussy as she milked the come that I shot deep into
her womb. My entire body clenched as I shot hard inside her cunt,
emptying my balls inside her. The intensity was so great I
thought I was going to pass out as I filled her with my come, my
entire being as tense and rigid as my cock now was.

I breathed deep the floral night air as my orgasm subsided. I
held myself inside her, wanting to make sure I kept my come
plugged inside her for as long as I could. My cock convulsed a
couple of times, squirting the last few drops of come into her
depths. I leaned over her, laying my heaving chest against her
back. I listened to her heart race as I gasped for air. I lifted
myself off her, feeling my cock start to deflate from inside her.
With a groan I slowly pulled my cock from her now dripping pussy,
my come immediately starting to trickle down her thick legs.

"Ewww" she exclaimed as she felt it leak out of her, my warm seed
mixed with her own pussy fluids. The air was sticky with the
aroma of sex as she slowly stood back up from being bent over for
so long. She rubbed her palms together, brushing the bits of dirt
from the wall where she supported herself. She sighed, adjusting
her skirt back. I smiled to myself as I tucked my cock back into
my pants, thinking about what her slit must look like now-the
hair matted, the opening to her cunt milky with my come, oozing
out slowly. I shivered at the thought, the pure carnal visual of
it all.

We stumbled back to our condo, our legs weak and wobbly. Even
after all of that, all I could think of was what would the future
hold for my wife and her new friend. Going on vacation and acting
wild is one thing. But having someone so close, at any time. I
looked over at her as we walked, hand in hand, wondering if she
would again give herself to another man. Giving my wife's hand a
little squeeze, I knew one thing for sure-I was definitely going
to see if I could make it happen again.
