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I never thought it would actually happen. He invited me over, told me his wife was curious about being with another man, and that he wanted to be there when it happened. I laughed at first, thought it was a joke, but he looked me dead in the eyes and said, “I want you to fuck her.”
When I walked into their bedroom, she was already lying there on the bed. Pretty, nervous, and wet. Her husband sat on the edge, holding her fingers like he was about to comfort her through a hospital procedure. But this wasn’t a doctor’s office. She was spread open for me, panties already pushed aside, waiting.
I stripped down and climbed between her legs. She sucked in a breath the moment she saw my dick. Her husband squeezed her hand like he was reassuring her, but his eyes never left my dick, like he’s waiting for me to put it inside her. “Go slow” he whispered, not to me, but to her.
I pressed the tip against her pussy and she gasped. She was so tight, I had to push harder, stretching her inch by inch. She moaned, biting her lip, squeezing her husband’s hand. He was watching his wife get fucked by another man, while she clung to him for comfort.
“Fuck…” she cried out as I went deeper. Her husband stroked her hair, whispering, “It’s okay, baby… you’re doing good.”
But she wasn’t looking at him anymore. Her eyes were locked on me. She was moaning louder with every push, her pussy dripping as I stretched her wide. He kept holding her hand, but she was squeezing it so hard I thought she might break it.
I grabbed her thighs, pulling her hips down, bottoming out inside her. Her husband’s face went pale, then red. He tried to smile, but it was clear—she wasn’t just “trying it.” She was loving it.
“Holy shit, your dick is fucking big!” she moaned, her nails digging into his hand while her pussy is taking my dick raw.
I started thrusting harder, smacking into her, making the bed shake. Her husband sat there helpless, watching his wife take me deeper than she’d ever let him. Every time I pulled out, her hole clung to me, stretched wide and dripping, before I slammed back inside.
She was begging now. “Don’t stop…don’t stop…..fuck me more…”
Her husband leaned down, kissed her forehead, but her moans drowned him out. Her body shook under me, her pussy clenching and squirting while I fucked her hard. She was gripping his hand like she was holding on for life.
I can feel her pussy getting tight. She then screamed “I’m gonna cum! Don’t stop!” I kept on fucking her until she stopped moaning.
When I finally came, I buried it deep, pumping her full until it spilled out of her pussy. Her husband just sat there, silent, still holding her hand.
She lay back, sweaty and smiling, whispering, “That’s what I needed.”
And he just nodded, staring at me, like he knew his wife had been fucked in a way he never could
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