My own pants had come down.
My cock was out.
My hand was on it.
I was stroking myself furiously.
“And that’s when he must’ve noticed you,” my wife said to me.
Indeed it was.
I must not have hidden my movements very well.
She hadn’t see me yet, but he turned around and discovered me watching.
“Is this your wife?” He asked aloud.
Now she also knew I was there.
Whipping her head around, she looked horrified.
Until she saw my cock out.
“Yes it is,” I answered him.
“I’m not stopping until I cum in her,” he told me.
“Go ahead,” I told him.
I knew he wasn’t looking for my permission, but saying that gave me power.
“Keep going. Keep fucking her,” I told him.
Now I was even more in charge.
“See if you can cum before I do,” I challenged him.
He won — or lost, depending on how you look at it.
“And that’s when he came in me,” my wife said to me.
Yes it was.
I watched his ass cheeks clench together as he shot his semen into her.
He kept pounding her, and I kept stroking myself.
When his load had been fully deposited, he pulled out.
What a sight.
My naked wife, her backside raw from being roughly fucked.
A naked stranger standing behind her, cock wet from her inner pussy.
Me, standing behind them, naked from the waist down.
The only one who hadn’t orgasmed yet.
My wife collapsed in satisfied exhaustion on our bed.
A mixture of his cum and hers slowly leaked out her unfaithful pussy.
She glanced at me, unsure how to process my unexpected reaction to this scene.
Something came over me.
Something I had never done before.
“And that’s how you ended up in this position,” my wife said to me.
She said that to me while her lover’s cock was buried deep inside my ass.
When he had pulled out of her, something came over me.
I was mesmerized by the juices of their sex glistening on his cock.
I wanted to taste it.
I knew what she tasted like, but never knew what a guy tasted like.
Had secretly been curious for a long time about sucking a cock.
I saw my opportunity.
My wife had already cheated on me.
This guy had already screwed my wife.
What was the worst that could happen?
Rejection?
I knelt in front of him.
“Can I lick you clean?”
His face showed surprised amusement.
“I’m actually bi,” he said. “Go right ahead.”
I leaned forward.
My wife was watching intently.
I opened my mouth.
Wider. His mushroom-shaped head seemed almost too big to take in.
I extended my tongue.
Go slow, or go deep? I wasn’t sure.
Lust overtook me. The latter won.
I buried his firm warm thick wet tasty long shaft inside my mouth.
I wasn’t prepared for how much its fullness would consume me.
I had never done this before.
I nearly gagged.
But stayed with it.
And started sucking.
And using my tongue.
And bobbing my head up and down on his big manly cock.
I tasted the familiar scent of my wife.
I tasted the saltiness of his cum.
I closed my eyes to appreciate the sensations.
I couldn’t believe it.
Was this actually happening?
I had a dick in my mouth.
A man’s dick.
A cum-coated dick.
I was tasting someone else’s semen.
I was licking someone else’s shaft.
I had someone else’s balls in my hand.
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