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Part 3 – Getting my turn
We got back to our room a little after 3 a.m., having spent the previous hour and a half in Chris and Ali’s hotel room where I watched as Chris fondled, fingered, tasted and penetrated parts of my wife’s body that had always been exclusively for me. As I was putting the booze away, I noticed that the pantyhose that Amanda had been wearing earlier in the night were balled up and sitting on the dresser and it occurred to me that she must have taken them off before heading down to Chris and Ashley’s room. Perhaps she anticipated the fun to come? I didn’t know at the time if that was true. But, I liked the idea that she might have been thinking that way. (I later learned that she had in fact taken them off just in case something were to happen.
After setting the booze down, I turned to see Amanda sliding her dress off and letting it drop to the floor. She then sat at the foot of our bed and spread her legs invitingly. I wasted no time, quickly standing in front of her and dropping my jeans, finally releasing my swollen dick from its cramped, denim confines. I then took my long-awaited turn as I slowly slid my cock – which had become increasingly hard over the course of the past two hours – into my wife’s unusually wet and inviting pussy. I say “unusually wet” because for the past couple of years we have had to use lube to comfortably have sex. I don’t know if it was the extra excitement of the night’s events: enjoying a new partner and having an audience for it that caused her to get so incredibly wet. Or, if it was a result of the masterful tongue work that Chris performed on her sweet, smooth pussy. (I say masterful because she later admitted that he was “good, REALLY good” with his tongue). It’s even possible that the action that took place under the sheet resulted in Chris shooting a hot load where no man, other than me, had shot a load in a very long time. Whatever the case, we proceeded to fuck without any additional lube necessary and oddly, without either of us saying a word – not due to anger or jealousy but rather, intense arousal. I was so turned-on by all that I had just witnessed and I had become intent on releasing all of that pent-up sexual energy. In a matter of a few short hours, my wife had just become my own personal porn star – as I watched another man bring her to one body-quaking orgasm after another. It surprised me how much I enjoyed seeing it. The scenes from that night continued to play over and over in my mind as we were fucking. Images that previously seemed unimaginable were now fueling our incredible sex session until I eventually pulled-out and shot a hot load all over her big, beautiful tits. Amanda then went into the bathroom to clean-up before falling into bed where we both passed out – tired, drunk and sexually exhausted Wow! What a night! I hope we get to do it again!