It was Friday evening, the start of the weekend. I was ready for a few pints of cider with a few rums to follow. I was going round to an old mate's house, Tony. His wife Angie was on a girly weekend away with her sisters, cousin, and my wife Sue. They wouldn't be back till Sunday afternoon. Myself and Sue have known Tony and Angie since school in the early eighties. I was friends with Angie long before I became friends with Tony. As a small group, we used to do a lot together back then: pubs, BBQs, parties, etc.
Throughout growing up, leaving school, getting jobs, family, etc we saw less and less of each other, but we always kept in touch. When text messaging came out, it made it easier to do this, than it was on E-mail and personal messaging on early PCs. Then Facebook came along with Messenger and we were able to communicate more often. We might not have been in regular contact, but we managed at least once a fortnight or so.
A few years back, Tony and Angie moved nearer to us, so we started meeting for drinks and meals every so often. Myself and Tony continued our messaging, general chat, taking the piss out of the other for any reason. We still used FB messenger until WhatsApp started and we changed to that.
About two years ago, myself and Tony met up for a drink in a local pub. We started with the usual catch-up stuff: how's wife, family, etc, and life in general, when out of the blue Tony asked if I ever took photos of Sue. I replied all the time on holiday, and he laughed, saying, "No, intimate, naked ones."
This caused me to nearly spit my drink out. I know that we always talked about sex with our partners when we had drunk a bit, but this was different. So I confided in him that yes, I had taken photos of Sue, naked on holidays and at home. At this point, he took out his phone, opened up photos, and began to show me pictures of Angie in various outfits and poses.
I told him she was looking fantastic. I apologized for having none to show him, as they were all kept on a separate phone. I promised that I would send him some as soon as I was able to. The night continued as normal, except I had a raging hard-on from seeing Angie naked; boy was she still hot!
I managed to send Tony some suitable photos of Sue the next day on WhatsApp. He said she was looking great. The ones of her topless were his favorites.
Over the next year or so we regularly sent pictures of our wives, however as time went on the photos got more explicit, not just poses in sexy underwear like corsets, basques, stockings, and suspenders, but full sex. Nothing was left out: close-ups of Angie's cunt being stretched by Tony's cock, dribbling cum after a blow job, cum dripping out of her cunt and arse after a good fucking. The photos I sent were good, but not up to the standard of Tony's.
Tony then started sending videos of the two of them. God, did Angie love sex. Don't get me wrong, Sue enjoyed sex, but Angie was on the next level with what she would do for the camera. I must admit I wanked over a few of the videos Tony sent me. Angie is very, very vocal, especially when cumming.
Anyway, getting back to the Friday night at Tony's.
Before I went, I put all my photos and videos of myself and Sue onto my phone. I just knew that we would end up watching them later that night. I grabbed a new bottle of rum that I knew would go down a treat and set off. Tony only lives twenty minutes away on foot. I arrived at his house and let myself in as the door was left open for me. Tony was in the kitchen pouring out the first ciders of the night. I grabbed my glass and sat down.
The first twenty minutes were generally catching up, drinking the first drink fairly quickly. Another was soon poured. As I expected, the conversation soon got round to the subject of sex with our wives. I told him that I had photos with me If he wanted to perv at another man's wife, causing him to laugh.
"Later," he said. "First I'll show you one you've not seen yet."
He got the TV remote out and turned it on (a huge seventy-five-inches). He got out his phone and mirrored it with the TV. Suddenly Angie appeared on the screen, wearing a red corset and matching stockings—WOW. She moved towards the camera slowly, licking her lips as she went. Once close to the camera, she got down on her knees, and the camera followed.
Tony's trousers came into view, and Angie started rubbing the front of his trousers. A prominent bump appeared and Angie smiled up at the camera. She proceeded to pull down his fly with one hand, rubbing his bulge with the other. Her hand went inside his fly and she tried to get his cock out. Laughing and swearing at the trouble, she undid the button and pulled his trousers down. His very erect cock sprung out, catching her in the face, causing them both to laugh. She composed herself and gently got hold of his cock, rubbing it, stroking the length, and cupping his balls.
This went on for a while. Tony was breathing heavily. Angie then looked directly into the camera and at first just slowly licked his head. She licked all around it and then started to lick his whole length, (about seven inches, nothing to be ashamed of there). Tony's breathing was getting heavier as she did this. Then, while she was still looking straight into the camera, she took his cock into his mouth, and slowly went down the whole shaft,
God, even I made a noise as she did it. This video was far better than any Tony had sent previously.
Tony looked over at me, smiled, and said, "That was the first time she had taken the full length, she's been practicing on one of her life-like vibrators."
I could only muster a feeble wow.
Angie continued deep-throating, an occasional gag, but she carried on. She was determined to see this all the way through.
She did a few more slow, sensual lengths, all the time looking into the camera. She then slowly pulled off, looked at Tony, and said, "I want you to fuck my face, I want you to come in my mouth. Use my mouth as you would my cunt. Don't stop until you cum."
Tony paused the video.
"Bastard," I said to him, causing him to laugh.
"I need a piss and another drink," he said. "Do the honors," he added.
Off he went to the loo. I got up and fixed the drinks, rum this time. I was so glad that he went out of the room before I got up. I was supporting a rather impressive erection.
Drinks done, Tony reappeared. "I bet you just had a quick wank," I jokingly said.
"Mmmm perhaps later," he replied, laughing. He sat down and restarted the video.
The screen went back to Tony. He put both hands behind Angie's head. He slowly pulled her face towards his cock, and she opened her mouth and took him in. Tony slowly started thrusting into her mouth, not all the way, but enough that you could hear the pleasure in Tony's breathing. Slowly he went further into her mouth, and soon he managed to get his full length in.
She didn't miss a beat. He started to speed up, his breathing louder. She was still looking into the camera. He was near, she knew that. She started to meet his thrusts, her hands went behind him, around his arse and she pulled him into her mouth even more.
She wasn't gagging, taking it all. I've watched a good face fuck before, but this was on a different level. All of a sudden, a loud grunt and groan came from Tony as he shot his load. Angie pulled him into her, not letting even a millimeter of his cock escape as he came deep into her throat. She was still looking into the camera as she allowed him to slip out of her mouth, his cock still hard and angry looking.
She looked at Tony, swallowed what was left in her mouth, and mouthed "I love you."
The screen went blank. I just said, "FUCK."
Tony said, "Time for another drink." Off he went for another piss (probably a quick wank: I'd have to wait until I got home).
Tony came back. My turn for a piss, so off I went, Tony shouting after me, "There's plenty of tissue up there if needed."
"Fuck Off," I replied. Jesus was my cock hard. I had trouble peeing but I managed it. Back downstairs the rum continued to flow. More videos were shown, but nothing on the level of the first one. Mine were nowhere near as good. I kept apologizing for the quality compared to earlier.