Claire wasted no time in working over his cock. Using both hands, she was feverishly sucking it like a hungry slut. I took the video camera from Paul to catch the action. When this evening was over and Claire had come to her senses, she might never agree to something like this again. This might be a one-and-done situation and I didn’t want to miss a second of it. Paul was receiving one of my wife’s spectacular blowjobs. I had never been with anyone even close to the skills Claire has in this area. I loved watching another man experience this for the first time.
As much as I loved watching her perform orally on Paul, the coup de gras would be him fucking her. I needed to get her close to orgasm again to be confident of her acquiescence. I moved behind her and pushed my cock inside her dripping pussy. “Oh GOD!” She moaned. She had trouble focusing on Paul’s blowjob once my cock was pounding into her. I waited for her to get close to orgasm again and then I motioned for Paul and me to flip her around. With the precision of a pit crew, we quickly rotated her 180 degrees and I shoved my dick in her mouth before she could object. I watched with extreme anticipation as Paul slid his meaty cock slowly into her sopping wet pussy. “Oh my GOD!” She screamed. “Oh God, oh God… YES!”
Paul worked his cock all the way in and out of her. Very quickly he was slamming the length of his meat deep inside of her, with the slap, slap, slap of his balls keeping time. You haven’t lived until you’ve seen a well-hung stranger balls-deep in your wife while she’s screaming for more. I didn’t want this night to end.
I was getting all of this on film with the determination of a Hollywood director. With her hands bracing against my legs for balance against Paul’s forceful thrusts, she looked into my eyes and mouthed the words, “Thank you.” It was one of the sweetest things I’ve ever seen.
She had forgotten about my blowjob now that Paul was fucking the shit out of her, but I didn’t care. This was so much better than I had imagined it would be. Claire was quickly moving once again toward an orgasm. This time she would not be denied. Paul continued to pound her as she started to completely lose control. “Oh my God! Harder, harder! Yes, yes, yes, yes! Please fuck my pussy hard! Oh my God! OH SHIT!!! AAHHHHH!!!”
It was incredible. Nothing I had ever seen in porn even came close to that scene. Paul kept fucking my exhausted wife even after her orgasm had subsided. With her head resting heavy on the seat between my legs, she was like a rag-doll. I could see Paul was nearing his money-shot, so I motioned for him to let her suck him off. He turned her around and she once again wrapped her tight lips around that fat cock. She moved with a sense of purpose. Both hands jacked him off while her mouth sucked the tip. When my Claire wants a man to cum in her mouth, there’s nobody faster at making it happen. Paul grabbed the back of her hair and started to fuck her face. I was amazed at how much cock she was taking in with each thrust. Quickly he tensed up, grabbed the back of her head with both hands and shot his load into her mouth. She swallowed his cum like a starving animal, never taking her mouth off of his cock and milking it long after he was finished. I’ve never felt so in love with anyone in my life as I did with Claire in that moment. What an incredible slut!
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