NOTE: this story is 100% fictional. It is a sequel to my story "Mina Slips and has Sex with Mark" and it involves adultery, revenge sex, rough sex, mild violence, etc. If you are offended by this please skip reading.
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It's been almost three weeks since my best friend Mark fucked my wife Mina, right in front of me. The fact that she had sex with someone else while I was watching did not bother me as much. As I said before, we have quite an open marriage, and all the things we did before probably led to what happened that night. Sure, I could've stopped it, but I didn't. Why? The answer is pretty simple. I enjoyed it.
I loved watching Mina being destroyed by a big cock. I loved watching her sweaty tight ass cheeks moving, while she received what must be the biggest cock of her life. I loved the fact that she went nuts from pleasure and desire. I love my wife and I want her to be happy. So if she feels a need to fuck someone with a big cock from time to time, I have no problem with that; just as long as we discuss it before.
So what was the problem? The problem was that it was my best friend who fucked her. He took advantage of her being tipsy and horny and fucked her right in front of me; without even discussing it with me in advance. Sure, it was Mina's fault as much as his, but I loved Mina. We had an argument the day after he fucked her, and she said she was never gonna do it again without my consent, with him or with anyone else for that matter. And I believed her. She was sore for days, and complained that his cock was big even for her. But the sex we had, following this event was amazing.
But Mark, he never even called to apologize. He just fucked my wife and left, as it was nothing. I was mad at him, but I realized that I was angrier because of what he did after, than because he fucked my wife. Days went by, and I thought about it from time to time. Mina went to visit her parents and was supposed to stay there for several days. My anger was starting to fade away, when I got a phone call. It was Mona, Marks long term girlfriend.
"Will you and Mina be home later afternoon?" she asked. "I'm having some problems with Mark and I wanted your advice."
"Mina's not here, but you can talk to me if you want," I said.
We were good friend for years now, ever since she started dating Mark, and this was not the first time she comes to talk about her problems. But it's usually with Mina there as well. Yes, she was a good friend, but I still fantasized about fucking her. She could be flirty from time to time, and we often joked with sexual innuendos, but I never really tried anything. She was my buddy's girl for fuck's sake, and I could never do that to him.
"OK, I'll meet you in two hours," she said cheerfully and hung up.
I stood there holding my phone for a few seconds, when I realized that I was daydreaming about her. That fucker fucked my wife, so what's stopping me now from doing the same to him? But she would never go through with it. Or would she? She did say she found me attractive, on several occasion, but I dismissed it as her just being polite. What if she really meant it?
I continued to think about her, and I got pretty turned on. I went to grab a shower and cool myself down a little bit. Instead I ended up stroking myself while thinking about those luscious lips, sexy ass, and tight little pussy between her legs. I came hard.
I showered and I got dressed. There was still an hour left before she was supposed to be here and I was still horny as fuck. I decided to watch some porn.
Around 4 pm the doorbell rang.
I got up and opened the door. It was Mona, and she was sexy as hell. Figure of a supermodel, straight long brown hair with blonde wisps, full lips with dark red lipstick, tanned skin, very sexy outfit, and 5 inch heels. She was a sex doll.
"Stop drooling and let me in," she laughed.
"I'll let you in, but just so that I can enjoy the rear view, just as much as I enjoyed the front," I teased her.
"Sweet talker, as always," she said and came in.
"Would you like something to drink? I got coffee, juice, or maybe you'd like something stronger?" I asked her.
"Give me the strongest stuff you've got," she said.
"You got it," I said and poured us each a double shot of whiskey.
I set on a sofa next to her.
"So what's up?" I asked casually.
"He cheated on me," she said bluntly.
"Wait, what?" I stuttered confused. "How do you know?"
"Well, that's the thing. I don't," she continued, "but I'm sure of it."
"He's been acting differently for the past few weeks, and I know that he's fucked another girl," she added. "He's been distant, he avoids talking to me, and he's been spending way too much time out. Do you know what's going on?" she asked me.
I paused for a second; all kinds of thoughts going through my mind. Of course I knew what's going on. He'd fucked my wife, all right. But how do I tell her this? And do I tell her at all?
"I swear to God," she continued already sounding pissed. "If he's fucked another slut I'm gonna go and fuck every guy he knows."
"Come on Mona, you don't mean it," I said sympathetically.
"Of course I don't, but I feel so stupid now," she said. "I could've fucked a hundred guys by now, but I chose to be faithful. I mean, I have guys hitting on me all the time. And I mean really hitting on me, not fooling around like you. And some of them are really handsome," she continued.
"I'm sure you do Mona. I mean look at you, a regular head-turner," I complimented on her. "If it weren't for Mina and Mark, I'd be all over you myself, you know," I joked, but I actually meant every word. "But they sure don't deserve our loyalty," I continued in more serious tone.
"What do you mean?" she asked and looked up at me puzzled.
"Well, I'm just gonna say it," I said. "You were right, he cheated on you."
"Oh my God, that motherf..." she yelled. "I knew it. Who is she? You have to tell me. Who is that fucking slut?" she fumed.
"Mina," I said, and lowered my head, faking being sad.
"M-Mina?" she repeated in a broken voice. "Oh my god..." she said and started to cry.
I moved closer to her and hugged her. Her face was wet, and her mascara was smeared around her eyes. She looked so sexy, and I wished I could fuck her right now, here on the sofa.
"Shhhhh, It'll be OK," I tried to calm her down.
"How could he do that to me?" she asked sobbing. "How could they do this to us?" she continued. "How the fuck could they do this to us?" she said louder.
Her anger was taking over. She stopped crying, wiped her tears from her face and took one sip of whiskey. She looked straight into my eyes.