“What makes you think that’s okay?” Karen snarled at her husband. “I’m

“What makes you think that’s okay?” Karen snarled at her husband. “I’m not yours to wager with,” she said as Mark cowered away from her. She fumed for a bit before turning back to their friend, Tom. “Well, let’s go,” she said, motioning for him to sit down and unzip.

“Look, it was just a friendly bet…” he started to say. Karen cut him off.

“Please, one coward is enough,” she snapped, glancing at her husband. Mark moved to leave the room, and that only made her more mad. “No! You sit there and watch,” she demanded.

She pulled out Tom’s cock and started stroking it. At first, she was very mechanical, almost resentful. Soon, though, she started to get into it. “You have a very nice cock,” she said earnestly.

“Wow…it’s getting really big,” she said after a while. Karen was completely focused on Tom and his cock. She licked her lips and edged her pretty face closer.  With her right hand still on his cock, stroking it slowly, she brushed back her hair with her left. Her lips drifted slowly closer to his cock.

“It was just a handjob,” Mark croaked out anxiously.

Karen shot him a glare and he shut up, letting out only an anxious whimper. Now somewhat defiantly, Karen purposely leaned forward and took Tom’s cock in her mouth. They both moaned as her warm, wet mouth enveloped his red, glowing, hard cock.

“Hhhhooollly shit!” Tom groaned. Out of instinct or habit, he ran his fingers through Karen’s long blonde hair. She moaned appreciatively as she quickened her pace.  With her left hand holding the base of his thick cock and her mouth wrapped around the head and shaft, Karen’s right hand glided down her own body and unbuttoned her own jeans.

“Hmmmgngh!” she moaned into his cock as her own fingers roamed over her clit and into her wet pussy.  She fingered herself as her head bobbed up and down on Tom’s cock. His hands were both on the back of her head, pumping her pretty face up and down.

“Shshs..shsh…shshshshiiiiiiiTTTT!” Tom cried out as he came. He arched his back, driving his cock into Karen’s throat and pumping volumes of cum into her. 

Karen swallowed every drop then wiped the excess cum from her lips and licked her finger clean.  Tom slumped back against the window, panting from the most amazing orgasm he had had in a long while.

Karen looked at Tom’s spent cock. It was still long and thick, thicker than her husband’s. After a moment, she stood up, not bothering to button up her jeans.  “Come with me,” she said, grabbing Tom by the hand. Her husband twitched in his seat, about to stand up. “No,” Karen barked. “You stay here. You can jerk off for all I care,” she told him as she lead Tom out of the living room and into her and Mark’s bedroom.