I always thought my girlfriend, Liz, was timid shy. She always dressed conservatively, never revealing her lean body. When we went to the beach, she always wore an one-piece swimsuit; She never ever would wear a bikini. If we went out with friends, she was always quiet. She preferred to spend the evening in, cuddling on the sofa, enjoying a glass of wine.
Well, we were once at a wedding shower for one of her friends. It was during the evening, and the beer and wine were flowing freely. I was talking with one of the bridesmaids when Liz walked up to me. She appeared nervous, but told me that the best man, Greg, wanted her to help him get one of gifts out of his car. I said OK and turned back to my conversation with the oriental woman in front of me.
After about ten minutes, I noticed that Liz hadn't returned. I excused myself and went in search of her. I left the house and stepped out into the dark night, looking for Greg's car. I walked down the street and into a dimly-lit alley where I saw Greg's black sedan.
I picked my way around the clutter of leaves and branches on the sidewalk. The house was in an old established part of town and the sidewalks were buckled from the immense tree roots that grew underneath them. I was standing underneath a large oak tree when I saw Liz and Greg standing beside his car.
In the still of the night, I could barely hear them talking. But suddenly, Liz said in a clear voice: "All right, but we've got to be quick." I stopped dead in my tracks.
Liz dropped to her knees while Greg undid his pants. They fell around his ankles and he took his stiff penis in his hands. Liz, in her conservative little dress, cupped his shaft in her hands and brought to her face. Slowly her head moved up and down as she engulfed his cock in her warm wet mouth.
After only a few seconds, Liz stood up. I pressed myself against the tree, my heart beating wildly in my chest. In the darkness, I knew she couldn't see me. She turned around and leaned over onto the hood of Greg's car. Greg stepped up behind her and pulled up Liz's dress. He pulled her panties down. Liz then reached back and gently spread her ass cheeks apart. I swear I could see the slender folds of her pussy, a pussy I had kissed and fucked hundreds of times.
Greg spat on his hand and began working his saliva into Liz's asshole. Before long, he had worked his index finger up her ass. He then stepped up behind her and guided his dick to Liz's anal opening, positioning the head between her strong ass cheeks. And then, slowly, Greg pushed his hard cock all the way up my girlfriend's ass.
Liz just stood there as Greg entered her. He grunted when he first entered and sighed deeply once his cock was finally all the way in. Finally, he began pumping his dick in an out of Liz's ass. He put his hands on her exposed hips to steady himself as the pace of his fucking increased.
Liz began to moan softly, responding to each of Greg's thrusts. With each stroke, Liz would cry out, her rectum filled completely with cock. Suddenly, Greg grasped Liz's hips and began pounding urgently into her. His thrusts became longer and more forceful, pushing Liz up against the car. He began grunting loudly, and I knew he was about to shoot his cream up my girlfriend's ass.
I began to shake. There I was, watching my girlfriend fuck a guy we barely knew up the ass. I imagined his white come spurting into her. My chest was hollow and I leaned against the tree for support.
Suddenly Greg cried out. He pulled Liz against him, straining to push his dick as deeply into her ass as he could. Then he groaned and released her. He stepped back and his cock slid easily out of Liz's anal hole. A thread of white semen dripped from the tip.
I needed to get away and think. My girlfriend had just let a guy fuck her in the ass, and I didn't know what to do. Quietly, I slipped back to the house and the wedding shower. After a few minutes, Liz and Greg entered the house. Each carried an armful of gifts. I watched as Liz went and got a glass of wine. Then she came up to me and asked if I had missed her.
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