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My wife Sarah was sitting at her vanity, already preparing for our date night, when I walked in to take a shower. I was just about to hop in when she said it, “Message him.”
“What?” It wasn’t that I didn’t know what she meant, it was just so abrupt that it took me a moment to process what she’d said. “Why? This is supposed to be a night out for just us I thought.”
“I’m getting all dolled up for you, I figured I might as well put it to good use. Plus, I’m horny and I could really use some good dick.”
I couldn’t argue with her logic, and it’s not as if my dick didn’t start getting hard the moment she said it. I grabbed my phone and texted Chris, Sarah’s bull. ‘Hey, we’re going to be out tonight and Sarah was wondering if you’re able to meet up.’ By the time I got out of the shower, he’d messaged back.
‘Sure, give me a couple hours, but only if you ask for what you really want.’
My dick stiffened as I stared at the screen, I could feel my cheeks getting red as I began to type. ‘Chris, will you please fuck my wife in front of me tonight?’ Sarah was staring at me through the mirror, “What did he say?” I looked back down at my phone to see Chris’ reply, ‘Good cuck.’
“He says he can meet us in a few hours.”
It was actually a really nice date night. Sarah wore a tight dark short skirt that showed off her pink g-string underneath anytime she bent over. On top, she had a white crop tank top with a plunging neckline that showed off both her ab definition and the swell of her D cup tits. Her pierced nipples finished off the look, poking through her top and faintly visible through the thin fabric. We grabbed some apps and hit a couple of bars. Sarah was all over me, dancing with me, grinding on me, letting me run my hands up under her skirt, laughing at my jokes. We were having such a great time together so I decided to shoot my shot, “Hey, I could give you that good dick you need.” Sarah laughed for a moment before looking at me, “Oh, umm, shit you were being serious. Ok, uh, look baby, I love having sex with you. You’re so loving and caring, and it always makes me feel so connected with you. Tonight has made me feel connected too. But my pussy doesn’t need to feel connected, tonight it needs to feel stretched and wrecked, do you know what I mean sweetie? Besides, you love this stuff.”
She wasn’t wrong. “Yeah, I do, I just thought that maybe tonight…”
Sarah interrupted me with a squeal, “Chris!”
And just like that, our date night ended and her date began. If she was all over me before, Chris was practically wearing her. I fetched drinks while they talked and danced. I watched as Sarah rubbed her pussy up and down his leg, ground her ass in his crotch, and took every opportunity to rub him through his pants. We weren’t there much longer, it’s a good thing I’d already booked a room at the hotel down the block. It wasn’t until they got to the street that Sarah even looked back to make sure I was coming. We made our way to the hotel, me feeling like a third wheel walking 10 feet behind them as they flirted and touched the whole way. I was grateful for the digital room key, at least I would be spared the embarrassment of them making out behind me while I got a key from the front desk.
Not that they were being discreet up to this point, but once we got into the elevator all restraint went out the window. Chris pushed Sarah against the wall by her throat and began making out with her, his other hand running up her short skirt, bunching it around her waist. Sarah moaned as his tongue explored her mouth and his fingers rubbed her pussy through her silky panties. Chris abruptly spun her and bent her over, her hands pressed against the wall next to me. He pulled her pink g-string to the side and slid his fingers inside her as he grabbed a handful of her hair with his other hand. Sarah looked in my eyes as her head was pulled back and her eyes burned with lust. She looked like a woman possessed, panting as Chris began plunging his fingers in and out of her audibly wet pussy. Sarah grunted, a wild look flashing in her eyes before they rolled back in her head, “Fuck yes, fuck fuck fuck!” She came with a grunt, panting as the elevator chimed our arrival. Sarah didn’t even bother with her skirt or g-string, she just turned around and grabbed Chris’ hand before walking into the elevator lobby. I was painfully aware of my own erection as I watched my wife parade her exposed ass and pussy down the hall towards our room. I quickly let them into the room, but Sarah only took a few steps in before she turned around and dropped to her knees in front of Chris, who had been following close behind. She quickly undid his pants and fished out his cock. Chris wasn’t even fully through the door so he stepped to the side briefly to let it close behind him, with me still in the hall. Knowing that he was just on the other side, I had no option but to listen through the door to figure out when they’d moved away from it.
I could hear my wife moaning with what I could only assume was his cock in her mouth. I’d watched Chris fuck my wife a dozen times probably, more if you count the times that i watched and rewatched the videos of it, so it wasn’t hard to picture Sarah on her knees, her arms wrapped around him, hands on his ass, as her lips stretched around his extra thick cock as she attempted to force all 8.5 inches down her throat. My 6 inches throbbed in my pants as I pictured it, Chris’s moan breaking my concentration. I could hear Sarah choking and gasping for air, followed by more sloppy blowjob sounds, the gluck of Chris’s cock hitting the back of her throat marking her pace for me. I don’t know how long it went on, but it was long enough for me to realized I was subconsciously stroking my cock through my pants with my ear pressed to the door like some kind of pervert. I heard a big gasp and what sounded like my wife slurping up her spit, “Fuck I love your cock.” I could hear her walking, away from the door it sounded like, before Chris’s footsteps followed. I let myself into the room just as Sarah climbed up on the couch next to the floor to ceiling window.
Sarah had kicked off her shoes along the way and kneeled on the couch, leaning over the back facing the window, her sexy round ass and tight pussy presented for Chris. As I walked in, Chris was patiently stripping while he stared at my wife’s pussy like a predator eyeing his prey. I stood and watched as he kicked his pants away and strode over to her, his cock swaying as he walked. He slapped her ass, drawing a low groan from her, before lining his cock up and sliding it deep into her in one steady thrust. “OooHHHH FUCK. Goddamn I love your big fat cock. Holy shit, I need this.” Chris began pounding her pussy hard and steady as a string of moans and grunts came out of Sarah’s mouth. I knew it wouldn’t take long for her to cum when the moans turned to words. “Fuck yes, fuck. your. pussy! Fuck fuck fuck meeee!” Chris started fucking her faster, from behind them, I could see his balls swinging with every thrust, slapping her clit, her pussy lips stretched around his cock. “FFFFFF-UCK!” Chris laughed as Sarah collapsed after her orgasm, letting her fall forward off his cock. “Keep him hard cuck,” she shouted. I quickly dropped to my knees next to Chris, eager to taste my wife, even if it was off his cock. I ran my tongue along the underside, from the base to the tip, and then back down along the top, tasting Sarah’s juices, before letting Chris’s cock slide between my lips. God his dick was thick, I’d never really gotten used to it even though Sarah made sure it ended up in my mouth every time she fucked Chris. I could see Sarah standing up out of the corner of my eye, stripping her top as she got up, her tits bouncing free. She leaned into Chris, kissing him as one hand fell to the back of my head, pushing me to suck his cock faster and deeper. My eyes watered as I tried to take more of his cock into my throat and Chris rewarded me by moaning his approval. Sarah broke their kiss as her hands went to her skirt, “Fuck, that’s hot.” She quickly dropped her skirt and the g-string as she began rubbing her clit, “What good little cocksucker. Get that cock ready to split me open again cuck.” I could feel my cheeks burning with shame but I could also feel my own cock pulsing. “Go ahead cuck, stroke your cock while you suck dick like a good little slut.” Fuck, Sarah knew how to push my buttons. I managed to pull my cock out of my pants, but at the angle, my legs together, on my knees, I really was only able to expose maybe 3 inches of it, meaning I was stroking it with just two fingers. I’m not sure what was more embarrassing, looking like I’m jerking a tiny dick while I suck the monster cock that was just in my wife, or that I was actually turned on more by the humiliation of it.
Sarah’s pussy was wet and I could hear her fingers making squishing noises as she played with herself faster. The faster she went, the faster I sucked and stroked, desperate to help her cum by at least providing a visual to get off to. She came with a scream before she slid two fingers into her pussy and then pulled them out, smearing her juices on my upper lip as she pushed me away from Chris’s cock, “Put my panties on fag.” She walked over to the bed and laid on her back, her legs spread invitingly for Chris. His big cock bounced in front of my face as he turned to Sarah. I was preoccupied trying to get Sarah’s panties on when he slid his cock back into her, but I definitely heard Sarah’s moan at the moment it stretched her out. When I got her panties pulled into my ass crack, my cock pushed the front out making my erection a little uncomfortable and entirely ridiculous looking, but even that made my dick twitch and a drop of precum soaked through. Sarah was on her back with her head near the foot of the bed as Chris began slamming his cock into her. Standing behind her shoulder at the foot of the bed, I had a perfect view of her pussy lips stretched around his thick cock, seemingly trying to pull it back in every time he pulled back. He had perfect rhythm, hitting a pace that wasn’t super fast but was still pretty quick and steady. Sarah was screaming every time his cock bottomed out in her, “Oh! Uggnhh! FUCK! YES!” My dick twitched as I found myself almost hypnotized watching his cock resize my wife’s pussy, each thrust causing her flat belly to bulge as he rearranged her guts. “Fuck yes Daddy! Fuck my cunt! Break my pussy!” I wasn’t sure Sarah even knew I was still there until she reached back and grabbed my dick, bent and tucked into her panties. Chris kept his pace and a stream of curse words and pleas for more cock continued out of Sarah’s mouth. She wasn’t really even trying to stroke me, but the motion of her hand over my dick as she was being pounded through the mattress was making my balls tighten up as I got closer to cumming. I could tell she was close too when suddenly the dam broke, “UUUNNNNGGGGGHHHH FUUUUUCK!” Watching her orgasm crash through her body, her back arch as she tried to drive her pussy onto Chris’s cock, her pierced tits pointing at the ceiling, pushed me over the edge and I blew my load in her panties. Chris pulled his fat cock out of her as she came down from her orgasm, her pussy left gaping. She was still holding my dick through the panties when she pulled her hand back and turned to look at me and then her hand, “Oh, did cucky cum? Did you fill my panties with your cum while Chris filled my pussy?” Fuck she knew how to get to me. My softening dick twitched as she reached her hand towards my face, “Clean it bitch.” I licked the palm of her hand, cleaning the cum that had leaked through her panties. When she was satisfied, she wiped her hand on the bed and then rolled over, pulling one leg up along her side and presenting her ass and pussy to Chris again.
“Kneel!” Sarah barked, and I obediently knelt, ending up face to face with her as Chris slapped her round ass. “Do you like watching Chris fuck your wife while you stand there like a bitch in my panties?” Sarah’s eyes snapped shut and her head dropped to the mattress as Chris slid his cock back into her. “Fuck he’s got the best cock I’ve ever had.” Sarah looked into my eyes again, “And you love that don’t you. You like watching men fuck your wife better than you ever could, don’t you.”
“Yes.”
“Yes what?”
“Yes, I love watching other men fuck my wife.”
Chris was pounding her harder, slamming into her ass cheeks with every thrust. I watched as he slid his thumb between her cheeks. He must’ve slid that thumb right into her tight asshole because Sarah moaned deep, her eyes fluttering before snapping back to me, “No, not other men, BETTER men.”
“I love watching better men fuck my wife.”
“Good cuck. I love you but you know I need this. You need this too, don’t you? You need to be humiliated while better cocks stretch your wife’s pussy, don’t you? Say it cuck, admit that you need it.”
“I need it Sarah. I need to be humiliated, embarrassed, while fat cocks stretch you out and make you cum.”
Sarah’s eyes fluttered again, sweat was building on her forehead, she was struggling to stay with me, the fat cock pounding in and out of her soaking pussy and the thumb in her ass dragging her away. “Oh fuck Daddy, pound your pussy! Ungh. Yes! Shit. OH GOD!!” As she came she started to squirt, she lifted her hips as she shoved a hand under her to rub her pussy through the orgasm, drenching the bed and Chris’s cock. “Holy shit that was good, holy shit, holy shit, fuck.” Sarah pulled her knees under her and turned so she was on all fours with her ass and pussy near the end of the bed. “Get under me cuck.”
I didn’t need to hear anything else, I was so excited to finally be some part of the fun. I slid under my wife so that we were in a 69 position and reached out my tongue to her clit just as Chris’s thick cock pressed into her pussy again. “Oh look who’s hard again,” Sarah cooed. I could feel her hand grasping my dick again as she laid her face on my thigh, her hot breath running across my dick. Chris began to pump his cock in and out of my wife as I licked at her clit. I could feel her moans in this position along with Chris’s balls dragging back and forth across my forehead. I lapped at their union, my tongue licking cock as much as pussy. Sarah always loved this, her body was tensing and her moans getting faster. I shifted my tongue to hit her clit more directly, hitting the side to side motion she loves, and was rewarded by feeling and hearing her cum again. Chris didn’t slow down, I could tell he was going to cum soon too. I watched up close as his cock stretched my wife’s battered pussy, his balls slamming against my head now. I felt Sarah pull her panties down off my dick and begin stroking me, using my own cum as lube. “You better help him cum cucky. You’d better be licking his cock and don’t forget the balls.” My tongue was already pressed fully against his cock as it slid in and out of my wife and I tilted my head back to try and get his balls in my mouth. I could feel them tensing up, I could feel Sarah’s breath on me, her hand gliding up and down my cum covered dick. Chris was fucking her faster, I wasn’t sure which of us was going to cum first when he suddenly pulled out. I watched as he stroked his cock once and then held it, blasting Sarah’s pussy with jet after jet of his thick white cum. A cum covered pussy is hot as fuck, but watching it get splattered up close was too much, Sarah sensed I was going to cum and let go of my dick. My dick twitched, I ached for her to stroke just a little more so I could have my release. I moaned with need and as I did, another thick rope of cum landed across my face, covering my eye, nose and across my lips, some landing in my mouth. That pushed me over the edge and I got my ruined orgasm, I could feel my dick spurting as Sarah giggled. “My pussy must look pretty good covered in his cum huh cucky?” All I could do is moan in response.
Chris leaned over my face, “Open cuck,” and I tilted my head back and opened wide. “Clean me up slut.” Sarah pushed herself up on her hands and looked under herself to see my mouth stuffed full of Chris’s softening cock. “Fuck that’s hot,” Sarah reached under herself and rubbed her clit as she watched me clean Chris’s cock, getting every last bit of my wife’s juices and his cum. Chris pulled his cock out of my mouth just in time for Sarah to cum again, “Fuck yes, suck it, suck iiitttttt.” She laid her face back down on my thigh and let her legs slide apart, dropping her pussy down on my face, “Mmmm, clean me too cucky.” Her pussy gaped, she was so stretched out that some of Chris’s cum actually landed inside her hole. I lapped at her clit, cleaning the cum from my wife’s pussy. Sarah moaned as I slowly got every drop of cum, “You’re still hard. Go ahead and jerk your dick.” I started jerking my dick furiously, cum running over my tongue and down my throat, Sarah moaning as my tongue slid inside her hole to get every last drop, “Cum for me baby, you deserve it. You did such a good job making sure I got the cock I needed.” I stiffened, and just as I was about to cum, I felt Sarah’s mouth wrap around the tip of my dick. I came so hard down her throat, salvaging a piece of my manhood even as I lay there with Chris’s cum on my face and in my belly. Sarah climbed off me and crawled over to kiss me but stopped just above my face. She opened her mouth and dribbled all my cum into my mouth and on my face, spitting the last bit on me, “Clean that up too bitch.” Then she took her finger and began scooping the rest of the cum from my face into my mouth. ‘God that woman knows how to wreck me,’ I thought, as my dick twitched and started to get stiff again.
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