My wife lent me to her friend for the weekend .

My wife's friend, Sarah, had recently gotten divorced. She was around 35, and after the divorce, she complained to my wife that she hadn't been with a man properly in six months   her ex was selfish in bed, always came quickly, and never cared about her pleasure. My wife, knowing we have an open marriage and that I love these kinds of adventures, once joked: "Listen, my husband is a master at this. He can lick and fuck for hours until a woman goes crazy from orgasms. If you want, I can lend him to you for an evening."

At first, Sarah laughed it off, but a couple of days later she messaged my wife: "Seriously though? I'm really dying for it. Just sex, no strings attached." My wife showed me the chat and asked if I was up for it. I'd always found Sarah attractive   a tall blonde with big, full breasts, a firm ass, and long legs. Of course I agreed. It felt like a gift.

The plan was simple: Sarah would come over on Friday evening under the pretense of a "girls' night"   watching movies, drinking wine, while I supposedly went to a friend's for the night. But in reality, my wife would go to her sister's, leaving us alone in the house. We prepared: my wife bought new lingerie for Sarah, a bottle of good wine, and even left a note: "Have fun, kids. Sarah, don't be shy to ask for anything you want. He loves it when a woman takes the initiative."

Sarah showed up in a tight black dress that accentuated her curves. She had big, firm tits (size 4, as I later found out), a slim waist, and a juicy ass. The three of us sat with some wine, joked around, my wife winked, and left. As soon as the door closed, Sarah turned to me: "Your wife said you like to start with a massage. Let's test that."

We went to the living room. I sat her on the couch and started massaging her shoulders. She moaned with pleasure   all that tension had built up. Gradually, my hands moved lower, down her back, then to her thighs. She slipped out of her dress, staying in lace lingerie: a black bra that barely contained her breasts, and thong panties that highlighted her shaved pussy with plump lips.

"Wow, it's so big," she said when I undressed and my cock stood hard (about 18 cm long and thick, as she later noted). She took it in her hand, started stroking, then dropped to her knees and took it in her mouth. She sucked greedily, deep, saliva running down the shaft. "Your ex didn't deserve a mouth like this," I joked. She laughed and took it deeper.

I laid her on the couch, pulled off her panties, and dove tongue-first into her pussy. She was already wet, her clit swollen. I licked slowly in circles, then slid two fingers in and found her G-spot. Sarah writhed and moaned loudly: "God, no one's ever done that... Don't stop!" A couple of minutes later, she came for the first time   hard, shaking, squirting juice on my face.

Then we moved to the bedroom. I entered her slowly   she was tight, despite the divorce. "Fuck me hard, I want to feel everything," she whispered. I started pounding, holding her hips, then flipped her onto all fours and spanked her ass. She came again, screaming: "Your cock is perfect, thicker and longer than my ex's!"

We fucked in different positions: her on top, riding like crazy, tits bouncing; missionary, where I sucked her nipples; from the side while I rubbed her clit. In the end, she asked me to cum on her tits. I pulled out and shot a huge load all over her breasts   there was so much cum, she smeared it over her nipples and licked her finger: "Tasty. That was the best sex in years."

The next morning we did it again   in the shower, then on the kitchen counter. Sarah said it saved her from depression and asked if we could do it again. I replied: "Of course, but next time my wife wants to watch or even join   she loves seeing me fuck another woman." Sarah blushed: "I'm not opposed to girls... Maybe we can try a threesome?"

My wife came back, we told her everything she was thrilled, masturbating as she listened to the details. Now we're waiting for the next time. Still looking back at the photos from that weekend