Jansen smiled at her graciously. “I hope your husband doesn’t take offense to that.”
My wife giggled. “You know he’s been encouraging me!”
“Yea, uh…so, how is all that going, anyway?” he asked hesitantly.
Jansen knew the agreement, he knew Amanda was sleeping with the other men. But the fact that he seemed curious and even a bit jealous made her feel especially good.
She pressed her index finger to his lips to quiet him. “I don’t want to talk about the others tonight. Tonight is all about you and me.” She began to undress, and Jansen did the same. They were soon both naked, eying each other like two fighters sizing each other up. Jansen marveled at Amanda’s tanned, toned body, and how her smooth and supple her skin was; Amanda admired the sculpted muscles on Jansen’s physique…and especially the one expanding between his legs.
Jansen peered closely at my wife. “You’re shaking,” he said softly.
“Am I?” Amanda responded shyly. “I didn’t notice.”
“Afraid you might enjoy this more than you should?”
Amanda practically leapt into Jansen’s embrace, wrapping her arms around his neck and her thighs around his waist. He hooked his left forearm under her butt and easily supported her weight while with his other hand, he reached for his enormous cock and pressed the tip into my wife’s vagina. There was no point in waiting. They both knew how badly they wanted to fuck each other.
My wife’s loose pussy was already wet, but she moaned and squirmed in his clutches as she tried to accommodate his monstrous size. Amanda arched backwards as Jansen slide into her, giving him a good view of her ample breasts. “Oh my god, I love that,” she gasped. “I’ve been wanting this, Jansen!”
Wrapping both arms around my wife now, he jammed the rest of his cock into her with a mere flick of his hips. She started to scream, but he placed a large hand on the back of her head and pressed her face into his shoulder to muffle out her cries. Then he began to bob Amanda up and down the length of his shaft, using gravity to his advantage to let her body drop and impale her pussy on his thick cock, only to buoy her up again.
Over and over, Jansen repeated the process. He was fully aware that Amanda had promised her body to the other men, but he wanted to make himself stand out from all the rest.
“I WILL make you forget about the other guys…and your husband… tonight,” Jansen whispered in her ear. Then he began prancing about the locker room, letting the momentum of his movements bounce her up and down this erection. There was so much spring in his stride that he was essentially hopping off the floor with each step.
“Oh my god!” Amanda cried. “That feels so good! What are you doing to me?”
Jansen did stop as he spoke softly in her ear again. “Tell me you love it.”
“I love it, I love it! Oh fuck, I love it! Don’t stop, Jansen! Please don’t stop!”
The tall blonde man slammed my wife against a set of metal lockers with a loud bang and kept fucking her as he held her aloft. Amanda lifted her chin towards the ceiling and began moaning in ragged breathes. She dug her nails into his back and ran them hard against his skin as she tried to keep her legs wrapped around his body for leverage. Jamming my wife against the lockers with just his massive cock, Jansen reached for her hands and pinned them overhead.