A cuckold story with my old friend

Brendan and I have been best friends since we were young. We tried a lot of things together for the first time, so he has a special meaning to me. When I started dating Samantha, I literally told Brendan everything. We were young then, and it seemed like harmless bragging to me. I showed him naked photos of Samantha and told him intimate details.

Brendan is a handsome, slim black man. He always had a lot of girlfriends, but he didn’t share with me the same details about them as I did about Samantha. When I asked, he often said that they had already broken up and there was nothing special to tell.

Samantha and I got married a couple of years passed. Brendan was still a close friend to me, although we met less often. Then our families became friends when Brendan married a nice girl. A couple of years later, we were already supporting him after their divorce.

I can’t help but think that the three of us were often as close as three best friends. But it was a little strange because I was with Samantha, and he seemed to know everything about her. We always had an amazing sexual relationship with my wife. We fucked several times a week. After two births, she remained sexy and attractive and always wanted sex with me.

Our communication with Brendan resumed as in our youth, when we became freer from household chores, and he got divorced. We went to bars, played, went on weekends to nature. Our communication gradually came down to my Samantha. And it all started again. I showed what a beauty she had become, how much sexier her body looked, and she retained the hot energy of her youth.

Intimate photos already looked more relaxed, and better quality allowed us to see all the details. Brendan began to come to our house often, we watched matches, drank, played cards. Samantha was never against it. Soon she got so used to Brendan in our house that she walked around in a short robe or shorts without embarrassment.

I began to notice how Brendan looked at her. He wanted her. This situation began to excite me. I imagined my best friend fucking my wife. Especially since he had a big dick.

We watched a game on our next holiday, drank and were very cheerful. Samantha went to bed early. We joked, and I showed him her latest photos from the shower again. She was very hot in them! We discussed her, and I was convinced my best friend wanted to fuck my wife.

• Do you want to fuck my wife, Brendan? – I asked directly.
• Damn, I’ve been dreaming about this since my youth! – he answered me.

My dick literally hardened in my pants. We snuck into Samantha’s bedroom. I woke her up with kisses revealing her body under the blanket. She put on a transparent short nightgown. Then she saw Brendan at the door and was a little embarrassed.

Everything happened as if by itself, and Brendan ended up in our bed. We both caressed her body. I didn’t even have time to take off her nightgown, and she was already wet with excitement. Brendan quickly took off his clothes and his black cock was already standing swinging in the air. I saw it was bigger than me and very hard.

I got up to turn on the night light. Meanwhile, Brendan was passionately kissing my wife. She moved her hips forward, and he immediately slid his hard black cock into her pussy. Samantha was so wet that he easily entered her at once by half of his big black cock. She moaned when he began to move going deeper into her pussy. I watched, and my cock grew harder and harder.

Brendan looked at her from above and continued fucking. He bit her nipples and breasts. Samantha continued to moan and breathe heavily. It was as if she was going to cum soon. My cock was hard, and I couldn’t tear myself away from this hot picture. My best friend was fucking my wife.

It all looked so sexy! They were both moaning. Brendan knew she was taking birth control. He moaned and stopped cumming inside my wife. And she let him do it! I froze for a second and came on the floor in front of me.

Samantha moved her hips under him, and they continued. He didn’t even pull out his cock continuing to fuck my wife. Brendan moved higher and massaged her clit. She trembled a little and began to cum with a quiet moan. He could have cum from this again. Because he was lying on her and moaning again. My best friend fucked my wife and blew his cum inside her twice. And she liked it so much.

It was late, so Brendan stayed the night with us. When I woke up in the morning, Samantha was gone. I went to the guest room and saw her jumping on his black cock. I decided not to interfere with them. After all, it was obvious they had wanted this for many years.