Getting caught fucking my husband. My best friend walked in on us while we were fucking in our bedroom.

I am a 28 y.o. mother of two (I’m writing this story while I am breastfeeding, lol). My husband and I met and married in college, but waited for graduation to start a family (unbeknownst to me, I was about 4 weeks pregnant when I walked for graduation). I wasn’t a virgin when we started dating, but I was pretty darn close. 

To describe me, I’m blonde in a bottle, about 5’9, with a little bit of pregnancy weight (no judgement: it’s hard to get rid of), as our youngest is 6 months. My husband is tall (about 6’3) with an athletic wiry-type build. He played collegiate tennis and never really fell out of shape. I don’t really know his penis size but it’s the biggest of any of the men I’ve been with. Do no complaints there I guess. 

Honestly, I think my husband is really fucking sexy–even after years of marriage. We have sex very frequently. The longest I’ve gone without his dick inside me is about 6 weeks. And that was only because the doctors said I couldn’t have it for that long after I had the babies. Even then we dry humped like maniacs.

As for my best friend, Kim who plays a supporting role in this sordid experience, I’ve known her even longer than my husband. I’m straight and very in love with my husband. But I’m not too big to admit that I’ve thought about doing….things…with her. She is a fit, gorgeous brunette, about 5’5, with a sexy smile, and way more experience with men than me. By that I mean, she’s been with a lot more guys. We’re very close and still hang out as much as two kids allow. Kim and my husband get along pretty well. Though my husband confided in me that she can be a “little much” sometimes–something I think Kim would even agree with.

I don’t mean to make light of our current pandemic situation, but Coronavirus has been excellent for my sex life. My husband mostly works from home and I am a stay-at-home mom right now, which means that with synchronized nap times for the kids, we have plenty of time. Morning, midday, and night to get naughty. I even sucked his dick during a Zoom meeting once.

We all live in a state that is starting to open up again and I felt like I hadn’t had kid free time with Kim in ages. So about a week ago, we set up a time to meet to go shopping. I had the kids go down for a nap, which usually lasts about 2 hours. And my husband said that he could watch the kids and keep an ear out while I was out with Kim.

I went to go put on makeup before Kim got to my house. While in the powder room (so to speak) my mind was kind of wandering and I thought about my husband taking time away from work to watch the kids for me. I decided I would repay him later that night with some steamy naked times. But then I started feeling a little, ahem, moist, and I thought, “Why not now? The kids are asleep and Kim always takes forever to get ready, I probably have a good half hour before she gets here.” I guess I overestimated Kim’s habitual tardiness.

As far as couples go, my husband and I have pretty good communication on what attracts us and what kind of sex we like. I know that he loves when I get dolled up with some lipstick, lace lingerie, and high heels. I already had the makeup and heels (I go everywhere in heels), so I put on some of his favourite blue lace lingerie, the panties are crotchless. He also likes me to keep the lingerie and the heels on when we do the naughty dance. 

Ready for my (and his) world to get rocked, I laid down on the bed, knees bent and legs spread. He loves when I present myself. I texted him to “quietly come to the bedroom.” I heard his office door open as he walked down the hall. He opened the door and found me in his favourite loin coverings with my hand between my legs, rubbing furiously and edging myself to climax. I usually like longer lovemaking sessions but we were on a time crunch.

“I thought Kim was coming over,” he said with almost a dazed look, but pleasantly surprised. He was so damn cute, and I was dripping for him. “I’m sure she’ll be a while,” I responded. I got off the bed and walked over to my man. Draping my arms around his neck, I looked into his eyes and went in for a kiss, slow and tender. I unbuttoned his shirt, gently kissed my way down his lean and toned body and unfastened his jeans. His dick sprang out already reporting for duty, in response to which I knelt down and engulfed him in my mouth. Due to time constraints, I knew I couldn’t linger too long, but I made sure to get my fair share of moans out of him and to leave a nice red ring of lipstick around his cock.

I stood up, took his hand and guided him to the bed where I fell on my back. My husband is a man who loves to “return the favour” often before the favour is even given, which I greatly appreciate. He grabbed me by the thighs and put my legs over his shoulders and buried his face in my most private of places. Only my husband has ever gone down on me so I don’t know any better, but I swear he has great head game. I love looking down at him with his face between my legs and my hands in his hair. He reached up and grabbed my swollen breasts while licking me and I lost it. Gosh, I love cumming on his face!

After I came off the peak he flipped me around onto my hands and knees and started pounding me doggy style. He slid in so easily due to the combination of my climax juices and his saliva. We switched positions to reverse cowgirl and were in a nice rhythm, moans filling the room when I locked eyes with Kim. “GAH!” I knew I should have locked the bedroom door. I just thought it would be easier to hear the baby crying if he woke up if I left it cracked. Kim and I have always had a relationship where we go into each other’s houses without really needing to knock. Though I will note that she said she did knock this time.

I froze in shock when I saw her, but my husband did the prudent thing and hid his engorged manhood with a pillow, handing me one too. We were caught, and even though we were in our own freakin’ home, I was the one feeling embarrassed.

“Don’t stop on my account. From what I heard, you got off, but I don’t believe your husband has had the pleasure,” Kim said.

“Kim, get out, what the heck are you doing here?” I pretty much cry-screamed. Again, I was mortified. My best friend just caught me fucking my husband in lingerie, and apparently, she even heard me climax. She’s seen me naked before in our college days, but this just felt so much more….intimate.

My husband was dead silent.

Kim giggled. “Well do you want me to get out, or do you want me to tell you what I’m doing here?”

I threw a pillow at her.

She laughed again, apparently feeling no shame. “Fine, fine. I’m going, but could you guys keep it down? I could tell you were having fun so I wanted to see what I was missing out on. I’ll wait downstairs. You guys have fun.” And with that, she disappeared downstairs.

I rushed to the bedroom door and locked it behind me. Hanging my head, I apologized to hubby, but when I looked up he had removed his pillow, which showed he was still hard. I smiled slyly and maybe a little incredulously.

“Wait. Did that turn you on?” Remember how I said we are pretty open with one another? Well, my husband confessed that he has been turned on by the idea of someone watching us for quite some time. He didn’t envision Kim being the one watching him fuck his wife, but there we were. Kim has seen it (I found out later how much), and he was turned on by it.

I’m not going to lie, although it hasn’t ever been my fantasy, my husband talking about one of his fantasies turned me on. And even though it wasn’t on purpose, his fantasy coming somewhat true was starting to open the floodgates for me again. I might have even started to adopt his fantasy as my own a little. Although I wasn’t ready to invite Kim back up to watch (or anyone for that matter) I decided to tease him a bit, deciding to no longer care that Kim was probably still listening in. If she wasn’t ashamed, then why the heck should I be? I took my man’s shaft in my hand and started stroking. Time to pull out all the stops.

“You naughty boy,” I pouted. “You’re so hard after my best friend saw you screwing your wife.” He moaned.

“Would you like it if she saw me gagging on your big hard rod?” He nodded, though it almost seemed he didn’t want to answer. I was really getting into it and loved talking dirty in my sluttiest of voices.

“Your wish is my command.” I started blowing him immediately, but this time I tried to deepthroat him. I’m honestly not great at deepthroating, but I swear I almost got all of him in my mouth. My husband said afterwards that it was the deepest he ever felt me go. I started gagging, half hoping my deviant friend would hear.

I came up for air.

“What if she saw me licking your balls?” He just moaned as I started licking them while stroking his spit-covered penis. I took those balls into my mouth one by one and moaned so he could feel the vibration of my voice.

“Fuck, babe, I think I’m going to cum!” It seems he was being loud on purpose too. “Where do you want it?”

“Cum on my face!” I barely had time to say it before he hosed my face down with his sticky white stuff, moaning with each spurt. He smiled and half sigh-laughed. I think he likes cumming on my face almost as much as I like cumming on his. It’s a treat for him because it’s hard to get my face clean after.

In all, this probably wasn’t more than 7 minutes after Kim left the room. And almost exactly 30 minutes since I was getting ready in the first place. Obviously, that was not how I planned the afternoon going. I told my husband to put some clothes on and let Kim know that I needed a sec to “freshen up.” Kim told me while we were shopping everything she heard and saw.