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It was a lazy Saturday afternoon and my wife Tara and I had just finished a tiring sex marathon. Sweaty and spent, we were lounging naked on the couch watching TV, my flaccid cock still drooling cum onto my stomach. Tara’s face was a mess, streaked with rivulets of jizz that had already started drying on her cheeks and in her hair. I always gave her my full load, having held it back all week.

As we flipped through channels, Tara’s phone dinged with an incoming message. “It’s Jen,” she said, smiling as she read it. “She and Mark are going to videochat in a bit, just wanted to let me know.”

Jen was Tara’s best friend, a bombshell of a brunette who was bi-curious but still hesitated to go all the way. Her husband Mark was a regular cube monkey with a normal job who deferred to her. I got the sense he couldn’t satisfy her in bed.

I raised an eyebrow at Tara. “Doesn’t she ever get sick of fucking her prude husband?”

Tara shrugged and went back to scrolling her phone. “They’ve been together forever. Don’t you ever wonder about my other girlfriends and their sex lives? I mean, I know you must think about it.”

I rolled my eyes. Of course I did. All men are natural voyeurs. But it was a touchy subject. We didn’t want to go down that road in case things got out of hand. Plus, I knew she probably beat around the bush with her other friends about our bed shenanigans, but Tara was crazy and adventurous in private with me.

Suddenly an idea hit me – why not do another round right then and there while I knew Jen and Mark were about to videochat?

“Fuck Jen,” I suggested. “C’mon, let’s do it again while we know she’s about to get on. She needs to see a real man at work.”

Tara squealed with delight. “Yes! I’d love to show Jen how you fuck me. Damn you’re so bad.” She moved down to lick my jizz off my cock and balls, getting it fully hard again in no time at all. Then she turned around and bent over the arm of the couch, spreading her legs and spreading her ass cheeks open with two fingers. Her puffy cunt was already dripping wet, still swollen and red from the fucking earlier.

“Unghhh fuck!” I grunted as I slammed my cock into her tight pussy from behind. Tara moaned like a whore, throwing her ass back to meet me thrust for thrust. I reached around to pinch her nipples, making her yelp. Our fucking grew more urgent and passionate, the wet slapping of skin on skin getting louder.

I smacked her ass hard. “Yeah that’s it, fucking take it,” I growled as I gripped her hips and started slamming into her, my heavy balls smacking against her clit. I made sure to put my cock in as deep as it could go, feeling it stretch her walls.

Tara shoved a hand between her legs to rub her clit as she got louder and louder. “Yes yes yeeeessss! I’m gonna cum!” She shuddered violently, her pussy clamping down on my cock like a vice as she wailed. But I didn’t let up, still pounding at her snatch through her intense orgasm even as her juices trickled down her thighs.

Finally I yanked my cock out of her with a wet pop. Tara rolled over and dropped to her knees, her face lighting up with lust and love as she opened her mouth. I stepped closer and used my thighs to pin her head as I began to furiously jerk off, nut slamming into the back of her throat just seconds later. Thick ribbons of cum hit the back of her throat over and over as she gulped heroically to swallow it all.

I opened my eyes to see Tara’s phone camera pointed straight at us, recording the whole thing. “We’re gonna send that to Jen aren’t we?” I growled breathlessly, still pumping out jizz.

“Mmmmhmmm!” Tara hummed around my cock, her mouth stuffed full of creampie. She eventually let me slip out of her mouth and cough and sputter as the jizz spilled over her lips and chin.

She played back the video, moaning at the lurid sounds and icky pictures, then immediately texted it to Jen. We both waited with bated breath for a reply.

Several minutes passed with no response. At last my phone buzzed, and when I picked it up I saw it was Jen. But she was video calling me.

I hit accept, trying to cover my naked lower half with a throw pillow as Jen’s pretty face appeared on screen, her light brown hair noticeable disheveled.

“Rob, I hate to Confirm to you That your little video trick didn’t work,” she said dryly, an amused smirk playing across her face. “Publish the evidence.”