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Watching Morgan: Cuckolded By My Best Friend (Part 11)

With Zachary’s final acceptance of being their cuckold, Morgan wants Kimiko to get the full ‘Jack’ experience. But Kimiko thinks its time for her husband to release the tension that has been building for years.

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Morgan was gone when we got back. She left a note, saying she had lunch plans with a friend, asking if we could connect later. That didn’t happen until much later. Her ‘friend’ took her back to his place, and they seldom left his bed for the rest of the weekend. One thing’s for sure about my best friend, she’s insatiable. Seldom passes up an opportunity for a solid poke.

My mixed feelings about what had happened only grew worse as Kimiko went on and on about the next gathering with Jack. She actively texted with Morgan working out the details. In-between getting her needed humping in bed, Morgan apparently had plenty of time to arrange another session with Jack next weekend.

Kimiko’s enthusiasm and frequent assurances of it only being about sex, helped me get over my nervousness. Or maybe it was the fact that we were back to humping each other… like crazed teenagers.

All that lasted until Jack arrived at our house that Friday night. Then our relationship, all three of us, took a sharp turn… not sure how to even describe it… sideways?

It started the same. Me answering the door. The two ladies coming down in slinky lingerie. But as soon as Jack was in, my wife leaped into his arms, wrapping her legs around him. Their lips crushed together. I gasped at the surprise of it. The big guy had no trouble supporting her slim weight, grabbing her ass to pull her crotch against him. Oh, yes. Kimiko wanted to get fucked all right!

Morgan turned to me and smiled. She came over, standing in front, partially blocking the view. As she slowly removed my clothes, she forced my eyes down to hers, away from my writhing wife. Kimiko’s top was already on the floor as Jack had her pressed against the wall, sucking on her nipples to her moans of delight.

“Time to let all that go, Zach. You’ve given your permission. Now it’s time to do the watching you crave.” As my clothes hit the floor, her hand wrapped around my shaft, already finding its fullness. “See, you want to watch this. She’s not leaving you for him. Sweet Kimmi just likes what that cock does for her. And who can blame her?”

Morgan stepped away from me, pointing toward the loveseat. She walked over to the necking couple against the wall. “Don’t be selfish now,” she giggled. “There are other mouths to feed.”

Jack chuckled, letting Kimiko drop to the floor for the first time since he arrived.

“Enthusiastic, this one,” he grinned. “Gets me going.”

We could all see. His massive rod was pressing against his jeans, broadcasting his own growing ‘enthusiasm.’

Morgan and Kimiko almost ripped his clothes off in their hurry to get at him. Morgan dropped to her knees, lavishing that tool with all the expertise she had learned in the last 10 years. Kimiko came right down beside her, and the two of them shifted position to make sure I had a full view of their sharing his enormous man-meat.

Fuck, this WAS hot! Watching them lick his shaft, while occasionally stealing their own touches with each other, had me stiff as a post. Both Morgan and Kimiko took turns looking at me, making sure I knew they noticed what I was doing.

Morgan turned, looking at me. “Wanna share?” she teased. What? Me sucking on that? Not a chance! I shook my head no.

Kimiko abandoned their joint efforts, coming over. She placed her hand on my rod, whispering in my ear. “I would not mind if you wanted to do that. Kind of hot.”

My look must have given her my response. She got up, winking at me, returning to the action. Kimiko was no longer interested in sucking. She pulled at Morgan. “Let’s go upstairs,” she begged. My wife was greedy for his shaft to go somewhere else.

Jack picked Kimiko up in his arms, heading for the stairs. Morgan came over to me, extending her hand. “Ready for some real fun?” she teased. “I think you are going to like what we have planned. I know I will.” Well, that was kind of cryptic. What did she mean by that?

But I let her lead me by the hand, following my wife and her pleasure into our bedroom.

By the time we got there, Jack was already on his back with Kimiko positioning herself to slam him home. Even though she had experienced his girth before, it still took a while for her to work a behemoth like that all the way down. Though, the way she groaned as she worked it… she was enjoying the journey!

Tearing off the rest of her teddy, Morgan sat next to me on the loveseat in our bedroom. No stockings this time, just her luscious, naked body. Soon, her leg draped over mine, foot swaying as Kimiko finally found her home. The groan that came out of her throat sent a pulse to my shaft that almost hurt. I was so hard.

Morgan giggled. “Fun seeing her get what she wants, isn’t it?” All I could do was nod.

We said nothing more while Kimiko had her fun. I couldn’t take my eyes off her pussy, especially after she moaned with her third release, shaking on top of Jack. It throbbed with the sheer volume of pleasure he gave her. She collapsed on him, whimpering.

Morgan turned to me. “Let’s see if we can make those a little stronger. She got up, walking to the bed. Her hands massaged my wife at first. Tender, loving, soothing, covering her back, ass, and upper legs. It seemed to bring her back after that string of releases.

Kimiko responded, turning her head toward her masseuse. “So nice…” she said, wrapping her arms tighter around her big lover. Jack turned his head toward me, smiling, like we were in this together. And I guess we were.

At that moment, I finally came to accept that we WERE in this together. That wink told me that Jack had no designs on my wife. He was as amazed as I was at how her enthusiasm seemed to infect everyone in the room, making it so much hotter.

But soothing was not why Morgan was there. As she smiled back at me, I realized what she was doing. She wanted my wife to experience the ‘full’ Jack treatment. Her hands moved down to Kimiko’s hips to get them moving again. Her whimpering grew stronger as Morgan pushed down harder, returning the focus to pleasure.

Jack quickly got into the game, thrusting upward at the same time. Kimiko throbbed, shaking, as she abandoned all control, leaving them to take her where they wanted.

Between Morgan’s massaging and pushing, and Jack’s thrusting, I could see her pussy contract in an agony of ecstasy. Jack pushed Morgan’s hands away, grabbing onto my wife’s hips. She was HIS now! His massive arms slammed her down on him while he thrust upward. Oh man, it was hammer time! I chuckled to myself.

Kimiko wrapped her arms tighter around his chest, holding on against his growing assault. She was helpless against the pull of the pleasure, like riding a wild bull! Moments later, her trembling became something more. She was shaking, screaming out… “Oh my god… fuck me… I love this…”

Jack whispered into her ear loud enough for us to hear. “Cum for me, sweet Kimmi.”

That was all it took. An orgasm tore through her that took MY breath away, much less hers. Every part of her roared outward, needing an outlet for the power. This was not a single explosion. It seemed to go on and on as his hips kept working her. Out of breath, she collapsed on his chest, gasping for air.

Morgan leaned over, kissing gently on her head. “That will do, sweet Kimmi. I want you to have lots more of those.”

“More?” Kimiko whimpered from on top of Jack.

“Lot’s more,” Morgan said.

Our enthusiastic couple on the bed kept slamming away, both of them cumming again, Kimiko rolling off, cuddling for the next round. Her hand never left his shaft, gripping and stroking the behemoth for more.

Morgan had walked back to the loveseat, and her now ‘regular’ position, draping her leg over mine.

Jack recovered at his usual speed, allowing Kimiko longer to rest while enjoying her strokes as he hardened. When he was ready, he pulled her up on her hands and knees, moving her around so her face pointed toward us on the loveseat.

What the fuck? She looked wasted already. How was he going to do more of that?

Yet, there was something else. A lust painted on her face. A lust that needed satisfying. She wanted as much as she could get.

Kimiko returned our gaze, finally. She smiled when she had enough breath to speak.

“That was nice…” she mewled.

“Told you so,” Morgan giggled.

Jack was up on his knees behind her now, leaning to push her face into the bed. This left her pussy totally exposed to whatever he wanted. Kimiko whimpered, knowing what was coming, wanting it badly. He pushed himself roughly in with a groan from my bride.

He started his pile driver routine again. My wife simply gave herself to him, surrendering her desire completely. I could see her body relax, accepting every inch of him. As he built up his momentum, Kimiko winked at Morgan. She returned with a simple nod.

And in some ways, that was the last I saw of my wife for the next half hour. Jack simply took it to her. Grabbing her hips, thrusting harder and harder into her, it was as if her first round on top had just been a warm-up.

Her moaning simply wouldn’t stop. That first cry of release filled the room, making my cock throb again. I had been stroking through the last session, but now I needed relief. My own groaning matched hers.

Morgan pushed my pumping hands off my shaft. “Not yet, babe,” she whispered, leaning in to press her naked breasts against me. She grabbed my shaft, stroking at a slower pace.

Kimiko cried out with another release that shook her entire body. Jack didn’t notice, continuing his pounding. He had already cum several times. This gave him even more staying power to torment my wife.

This time, her eyes did not close. They were focused on me, or more accurately, on the hand stroking my shaft. I could see her quick glances at Morgan, who was paying very careful attention to her.

“Do it,” Kimiko whispered to Morgan. Do what? Morgan moved my cock straight toward the ceiling, waving it around. Kimiko nodded her approval.

Without warning, Morgan plunged my cock down her throat. I almost pushed her off in surprise. But this young lady knew how to suck cock. I loved it, though I kept anxiously looking at my wife, wondering what she would say. Morgan lifted her head.

“Kimiko has given me permission to touch you however I like, while she is… otherwise engaged,” she giggled. That mouth went back to work. A furtive glance at Kimiko found her nodding and smiling her approval.

You’ve got to understand how much of a shock this was. For a decade, I was not allowed to even touch her. In the last two weeks, she has stroked me to release and now this!

Kimiko’s orgasm distracted me. Morgan pulled off briefly, saying only “This is so good,” then plunged back down.

It’s odd that I knew this, having never received a blow job from her, but Morgan was not trying to get me off. This was just for her pleasure. She licked up and down, massaged my balls, and suckled on the head. She had positioned her motions to make sure Kimiko could see every plunge.

Occasionally, she looked at my wife, whose eyes only left the action on the loveseat when her release took control. The two women would smile at each other, then both go back to what they were doing.

Kimiko seemed to breathe heavily, even though Jack had not made any changes. Her focus was solely on Morgan and what she was doing. When Morgan looked up, she got another nod from my wife.

My best friend pulled away from my rod, dropping her leg over my lap. Oh fuck… was she going to…

“Morgan…” I could barely get the words out. “… are you sure?”

She grabbed my head in her hands and kissed me. It’s funny. My mind flashed to The Princess Bride and the ‘five greatest kisses of all time!’ All those years of frustration. All the need I ever had for this beautiful woman came out in that one kiss. In my heart, it WAS the greatest!

I wrapped my arms around her. She pulled back from me. Our eyes unyielding, devouring each other, finding the love that had always been there.

“You have always been the love of my life… you know that,” Morgan said softly. “Now, I have permission.”

Both our heads turned to Kimiko. There she was, smiling at us, nodding her head.

“Go ahead,” she said. “You both need this.”

And that was that. Morgan reached her hand down, guiding me into the one place I never thought I would go, but had always wanted to. She dropped herself onto my shaft with a loud moan from both of us.

I grabbed her head into my hands this time, pulling her lips back onto mine. Everything else in the room disappeared. It was just my best friend and the forbidden love we had always shared.

“And I love you just as much, Morgan Fontaine. Always have. Just never thought I would get a chance to show you.”

Our hearts melted into one as we found our own pace together. Not fast. Slow and intimate, needing to release the sexual tension that had built over many years. When I could pull myself away, I glanced at my wife on the bed. Kimiko only smiled at me, a knowing approval… when she wasn’t screaming with another blast of her own, of course.

Jack started grunting. We all knew what that meant. It seemed like both couples began pacing together, synchronizing our movements. Morgan came first, shaking with the pleasure.

“So good,” she moaned.

I could hear Kimiko’s and Jack’s roar as they rushed to join Morgan. But it was my own blast that triggered the two women. I had been building this up all day. My shout delivered on all those years of pent-up desire for Morgan AND for the freedom to let Kimiko see it.

“Oh god,” Morgan shrieked. “I can feel every blast in me… this is… amazing! Oh, fuck… I’m going to cum again.” It was as if the sheer volume I delivered had somehow triggered another release as Morgan fell against me, shaking with the intensity.

I held her tight, pillowing her breasts against me. “Only for you this time, my love,” I whispered in her ear. “Only for you…”

Morgan whimpered at those words as if they were the sweetest she had ever heard. I glanced over her shoulder at Kimiko. Her knowing smile made my heart sing. She was okay with what we had done… wanted it to happen.

I guess she knew all that tension had been building for years. Maybe now my friend and I could find some peace.

To be continued in Part 12…

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