28/04/2023
Watching My Wife Fuck Her New Boyfriend
One evening, my wife went out for drinks. She wouldn’t tell me who with, and became irritated whenever I asked, so I didn’t know anything about her plans, except that she had made a big effort that night with her hair, makeup and outfit. I suspected that she had started to see someone quite seriously, a boyfriend to cheat on me with emotionally and physically, but of course I couldn’t say anything. I tried calling her a few times that evening too, but she wouldn’t pick up her phone, so I went to bed by myself. The problem was, I couldn’t sleep very well as I was worried about who she might be with, so I kept waking up every half an hour. Around 3am, I couldn’t take it anymore, and decided to go get something to eat from the kitchen.
Out of my bedroom, I started to hear the sounds of contented slurping and muffled groans. I couldn’t believe it: she had brought a man back to our home. We had an open relationship (on her side only), so her sleeping with another man wasn’t a surprise, but she had never brought one home whilst I was in the house before.
I tiptoed towards the noise. When I got to the living room, I peered my head around the wall so and saw my wife completely naked on the sofa, her legs spread wide open, and the man she had brought home, also naked and with a toned, muscular body, expertly licking her pussy. Oral sex was never something I could do very well with her as she was too shy to tell me what she really liked, but this guy obviously knew what he was doing. He had one hand on the back of each thigh so that she was completely open before him, and he was moving his tongue slowly around on her clit, pausing every so often to lick her pussy lips and nuzzle her inner thighs.
His back was to me so he couldn’t tell I was there, and she was so lost in pleasure that there was no danger of her noticing either. He ate her out like this until she came to a shuddering orgasm, the type I could never give her through oral sex and one of the reasons she had to go out to find another man to satisfy her. She softly stroked the top of his head as a signal for him to stop, and he took his tongue from out of her pussy and put it straight into her mouth. They French-kissed like this for a few minutes, enjoying the delicious, luxurious taste of her juices in their mouths whilst their bodies pressed together, every nerve ending tingling with desire and expectation.
His cock wasn’t hard yet but it was clear that it was a good size. I always wondered if the other men she slept with would have dicks that were bigger or smaller than mine, and it looked like we were quite evenly matched here, except that his was a lot thicker. That it wasn’t fully erect yet was impressive too as the intoxicating smell of her pussy had filled the room, and my cock would have been oozing pre-cum had I been the one with my head in-between my slut wife’s legs.
He took her hand and helped her to her feet. You could tell that she had prepared for this evening as her finger and toenails were painted a deep scarlet, and her pussy and legs had been freshly shaved. She’d left some hair above her pussy, a little Brazilian, and her whole crotch was glistening with his saliva. He bent down and easily lifted her over his shoulder; she let out a little excited sound as her fat ass presented itself directly towards me. He couldn’t help himself and ran one hand over her round ass cheeks before letting a finger slip into the crack, gently sliding the tip inside of her pussy, provoking a deep, quiet moan as her body prepared itself for the real penetration that was on the way.
He walked her to the guest bedroom and gently laid her down on her bed. It was a king size that lay quite close to the floor and she looked so beautiful there before him, her legs open, inviting him over. He moved onto his knees then positioned himself over her body, his balls in-line with her breasts, his dick semi-erect. She compliantly took it and put it in her mouth, sucking on it until it got hard. She never much liked sucking my cock, but I think it was a respect thing, and she looked like she was loving the taste of her new man in her mouth; her eyes gazing lovingly at him with no shame at all as his dick felt itself around her mouth and throat. She slowly let it slip out from her lips then began to lick his shaft all the way down to his big, shaved balls, where she stayed, using all of the flatness of her tongue to deliver long licks to his scrotum like the dog she is.
She took his dick in her hand and moved it towards her groin. He understood the message and moved to enter her in the missionary position, but before doing so spent some time letting his stiff dick slide around on top of her engorged vulva whilst they kissed slowly and lovingly. Eventually, the tip of his cock entered her. She let out a gasp and tilted her head back so that I could see the veins straining in her neck. His arms slid all the way around to her upper back and he began to squeeze her like a Boa constrictor, making her feel safe and protected. He pushed his legs wider, taking hers with him, and penetrated her more deeply. He took his time, moving his hard cock from side to side inside of her, her soaking pussy accommodating all of it, savouring every new inch of thick dick. He pushed it in balls deep, and when he pulled it back, his cock was covered in her cream.
His arms moved down so that they were now locked around the middle of her back, his biceps pressed against the sides of her small breasts, and he squeezed her even harder. She was trapped in his grip and couldn’t get away even if she wanted to, but there was no danger in that. My wife would never say so, but the only type of man she respects is one who takes what he wants, and he was that type of man; he was going to pump her until he was done with her, until he had got what he came for and until he had made her feel all his strength and power.
In-between her cries of pleasure I heard her say something.
“I love you, David,” she whispered into his ear.
“I love you too, Maria,” he whispered back.
They looked deep into each other’s eyes as his hips thrust back and forth, his fat cock filling every part of her hole, his balls, still wet with her spit, pressing up against her.
“Fuck me, David,” she whispered again, “fuck me hard.”
It was clear she wanted him to do something he’d done before, and he didn’t disappoint. Releasing his vice-like grip on her, he moved his left hand to her tender throat and applied gentle pressure. With his right, he took her thigh and pushed it out slightly, allowing deeper access to her sweet fanny. She started to scream as he built up speed, her small breasts bouncing around, her head fully tilted back, neck straining, back arching, toes curling. He pounded her until she came, squirting and convulsing off his dick and into the foetal position in order to recover. Spooning her trembling body, he kept her warm and safe whilst her heavy breathing calmed to a normal rate.
He took her waist and rolled her onto her back again before sliding his leg over hers. He kissed her gently on her lips and rubbed his hard cock against her pussy. She had fear in her eyes, worried that fucking again after such a strong orgasm would hurt, but his smile reassured her that everything would be all right. She moaned as he mounted her again. Now that she had cum, it was his turn.
He held her tight in his arms and slowly started to push his manly cock in and out of her. She submitted to him entirely and let herself be used for his sexual gratification; she would do anything to keep this man - she wanted to please him and was proud that he desired her. The way her moans got louder told me that his dick had gotten even bigger and harder than before and that he was close. His balls were tight in their sack as they followed the thrust of his swollen member going in and out of her.
“I’m going to cum, baby,” he said, looking into her eyes.
“Cum inside me, David,” she replied. “I want to feel your cum inside of me.”
He looked at her steadily as the nerves on the end of his dick started to tingle with anticipation. Her cheeks were flushed red and her lips pushed out in a pout in a way they never were with me.
“Cum inside me, David,” she repeated, “make me pregnant.”
Those were the words he wanted to hear. He passionately kissed her and began to lose himself in ecstasy, his thrusts getting more and more vigorous as his groans built in volume.
“Cum for me, David!” she cried out in between gasps, “put a baby inside of me!”
Every muscle in his body was bulging now as he split my wife into pieces, all care and tenderness gone, running on pure desire.
“Make me pregnant David!” she screamed, “cum inside of me!”
He came with a huge groan, his arms tight around her once more, his cock pushed as deeply inside of her as possible. His huge load poured out from the end of his swollen bell-end, flooding her ovaries, dripping out of her pussy, dripping down her legs and dripping onto the sheets. The feel of all this cum put her in heaven; she pulsed her hips to greedily milk every drop, her face a picture of contentment.
They lay together like this for a while, lovingly kissing and whispering to each other before climbing under the covers. She pressed her beautiful ass against him and they fell asleep spooning, his arms around her, protecting her, taking care of her and loving her the way she needed to be loved.