I was the one who started it. I was the one who begged my husband to fuck another girl while I sat there and play with my pussy. It wasn’t about cheating or secrets. It was about a fantasy I had been thinking about for months. I wanted to see a woman squirt right in front of me. I wanted my husband to be the one to make it happen.
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The idea came to me one night while we were fucking. I told him I wanted to watch him with someone else, and he laughed like I was joking. But I looked him in the eyes and said, “No, I want this. I want to sit there with my fingers in my pussy while you fuck her and make her squirt.”
It took time for him to believe me. But the more I whispered it, the more he knew I was serious. I wasn’t testing him. I wanted it, badly. He was a bit hesitant at first, but I know this fucker will eventually give in.
So we planned it. I told him to send a message to his ex and tell her about out plan. I know that she'll agree to this because of how well my husband fucks. She was a bit shy at first, but willing. When she came over, I was nervous and wet at the same time. My legs shook when I sat in the chair by the bed. I watched as my husband kissed her, slid his hands down her body, and pushed her back against the sheets.
The second he pulled his dick out, I removed my shorts and panties. I slid my hands down my pussy. My pussy was already fucking wet. I rubbed my clit slowly, watching him tease her with his dick. He was rubbing his dick on her clit, making her pussy wetter. When he put his dick inside her pussy, her moan filled the room, and I swear it went straight through me.
I thought I’d feel jealous. Instead, I felt hot, almost dizzy with how wet I was. My fingers were moving fast over my clit, and I couldn’t take my eyes off his dick fucking her pussy.
He grabbed her thighs, spreading her open, and started to pound her deeper. Her moans got louder, her hands gripping the sheets like she was losing control. My husband looked so fucking good, his hips slamming into her, sweat starting to drip down his body.
“Make her squirt,” I said, even though my voice was shaky. I wanted it. I needed it. My pussy was dripping as I fingered myself, my body rocking with every thrust he gave her.
I could see her getting closer, her legs trembling, her voice breaking as she moaned his name. And me? I was about to cum too, just from watching them.
My husband fucked her harder, chasing that moment, and I sat there with my pussy gushing on my fingers, waiting to see it happen right in front of me.
And there it is, she squirted a lot. She screamed so loud that I came so hard just hearing her. I didn't know what to do at this point. I'm torn on thinking if I should join them and let her eat my pussy while I suck my husband's dick.