Just Desserts... or Strawberrys Anyone?



     My wife Paula and I have a very special relationship.  Paula loves nothing better than taking on two guys at once, and I love to see her giving head to one of our friends.  I am fascinated by watching her take a gigantic cock in her mouth.  There's nothing more beautiful than having my lovely wife turn to me with a smile on her face after she's just blown one of my buddies.
     Last Friday we decided to invite my good friend Denny over for dinner.  More than once Denny has told me how lucky he thinks I am to have such an attractive wife, so I knew he was willing to share Paula with me... given half a chance.
     After a scrumptious dinner, Paula said, with a smile on her face, "I'll get dessert now."
     "What are we having?" asked Denny.
     "It's a special surprise," she said, "in honor of your eating with us."
     When Paula returned she was strutting her gorgeous body... naked... wearing only a three inch pair of red high heels.  I had picked out the red heels because they matched the bowl of strawberries she was carrying... huge, juicy strawberries that reminded me of her pink, succulent nipples.  In her other hand she carried a can of whipped cream.
     "Anyone for dessert?" she asked innocently, posing for us.
     It's hard to imagine a more tempting after-dinner treat.  I was so proud of my wife, and Denny was hypnotized by her.  Paula has short, curly hair.  Her lips are very full; the kind you can imagine performing any number of exciting acts!  Her boobs are firm and milky-white, and her nipples, like I said, are extremely large.  They're very sensitive, too, and Paula more than once has had an orgasm just from having her nipples sucked.  Her nips were getting harder and bigger as Denny and I watched her.
     Denny and I spread some sheets on the carpet to give us plenty of room to roll around, and Paula lay down in the middle of them.
     "I'll get the dessert ready" she said, "while you two get undressed".  By her smirk, I could tell she knew very well she held center stage.  We watched her as we stripped.
     Paula took some of the strawberry juice and dribbled it over her boobs, before squirting some of the whipped cream in her palm and rubbing it on her tits while we watched, spellbound.
     Sticking her tits out, she cooed, "Anyone care for a sample?"
     Denny took the left tittie, while I got possession of the right.  The tart taste of the strawberry juice and the sweetness of the whipped cream mingled with the tastes of my wife's skin, a heady mixture.  Denny was devouring her left boob.  Licking and sucking, he nibbled and teased her nipple to rock hardness.  Paula closed her eyes as the two of us pleasured her.  She was starting to moan deep in her throat.
     Paula sat up.  "How about the next course?" she asked.
     She lay back, spreading her legs for Denny and me, as she stroked her wet slit.  She slipped her middle finger in, then brought it to her lips, sucking her juices off.  "Mmm:" she murmured, softly, "delicious."  She took some of the strawberries and pushed them into her pink cunt.  Then she poured some of the juice over her hot box.  She turned to me.  "Sweetheart, would you put a dollop of whipped cream on top, for our guest?"
      "Glad to" I said.  My wife gasped when I shot the cold whipped cream up her cunt, then she got this devious look on her face, as if she couldn't get enough.  "Help yourself," I told Denny, who didn't need to be asked twice.
     He dove between Paula's open legs and lapped up his "dessert."  I could see his tongue burrowing into the cream in my wife's cunt.  Paula put her hands in Denny's hair, pressing his face deeper and deeper into her box.  "Jeez" she murmured, "this guy really knows how to eat pussy."  Every now and then Paula would give a little squeal when Denny would capture one of the strawberries and nibble on it.  Her titties were heaving now, her
breathing was fast and ragged.  Denny's face and mouth were covered with whipped cream, strawberries, and my wife's pussy juice.
     "Let me do you" she told Denny.  "Just lie back."  He was more than willing.  His cock was stiff and standing straight up. My wife, a connoisseur of cock, smiled in appreciation as she took it in hand.  She poured strawberry juice over his cock, then applied whipped cream.  She licked the length of his eight-incher, her tongue flicking up and down the length of Denny's shaft.  She nibbled the juicy head until he groaned with delight.  
     While Paula was giving head, she knelt, displaying her cunt, wet with her juices and the juice of the strawberries.  I got behind her, slipped a finger into her sloppy slit, and stroked her.  I took my rod in my hand and put the head just inside her cunt entrance and made circles.  She arched her back and I rammed my rod home.  My wife was so wet, I sank right to the hilt.  
     Watching her give Denny a blowjob, I took hold of her cute little love handles and started to thrust deep inside her.  Her cunt made little sucking sounds as I pulled back and pushed in.  I drove my dick into her, my balls slapping against her.  Her cunt contracted around my rod, and she grunted as I gave her quick, short, hard thrusts, exciting her even more.
     Just then Denny exploded, his come shooting up in milky wads.  My wife's lips encircled his pulsing rod, sucking hard to drain him.  She looked back at me with a sexy smile, licking her lips of the last of Denny's come.  Paula and I came together.  My jism
shot out in great gobs, filling my wife's hungry cunt.  My wife cried out as her cunt tightened around my shaft.
     Yes, my wife and I have a very special relationship.  When she gets that contented look after making it with two guys, then I know how happy I've made her. . . and she, me.
