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12/08/2019
I met Evan when we first took up the contact and worked overseas. We used to socialise with him a bit. He and my wife have always had an on again, off again sort of friendship. Half the time she thinks he’s a prick, the other half they’re fooling and joking around like two kids. Maybe that was a recipe for attraction.
I never thought my wife was attracted to him until one night when we were hanging out at our place. My wife, Evan and I were all on the couch, drinking beers and watching a movie. My wife and Evan had a microfiber blanket thrown over their laps. I wasn’t sure, but I had the feeling they were being touchy-feely underneath the blanket.
I got up to go to the bathroom. I wasn’t gone but a few minutes, and when I returned, my wife was on her knees in front of reclining Evan, sucking his cock. I was shocked, but not upset.
He looked at me with genuine concern and asked, “Umm … is this OK?”
“Umm … she seems to want it,” was my natural and honest response.
I went into the kitchen to get myself another drink. While I was in there, my wife walked past me toward the bedroom, leading Evan by the hand. I knew she was going to fuck him. She hadn’t asked permission, nor even mentioned she was going to do this. She wanted to do it and that was that. A primitive part of me wanted to feel betrayed that she was tip-toeing off to fuck my friend without me, but that was quickly drowned out by a rush of arousal that she was going to take the initiative to get fucked just because she wanted to.
My instinct tells me never to tread where I’m not explicitly invited. I’ve noticed my presence can sometimes keep my wife from fully expressing her sexual desires.
I think she worries subconsciously I’ll resent her for them. The truth is far from it! I love it when she behaves uninhibitedly, neither worrying about what I’ll think nor trying to impress me. For me it is when I find her behaving at her sexiest and myself obsessively attracted to her.
I held out for about ten minutes, and then crept toward the door which wasn’t completely closed. I could hear the distinct sounds of foreplay, slurping sounds, her giggling, him moaning.
I heard him ask, “Think your husband will be OK with this?" She giggled again, "Fine, I’m sure. I want to do this." I remember feeling a slight pang of jealousy. Jealousy turns me on so much. I wanted to join in, but I didn’t want to interrupt the flow of events.
There were more sounds of sucking and moaning, then my wife moaned: "Fuck me, please fuck me." Then she gasped, then I heard the quick, rhythmic sound of flesh slapping on flesh. I heard her say “fuck me like you hate me”.
In a few moments, my wife was screaming. Evan was really pounding her good. Once in a while I’d hear a loud *slap!* . I must have been him smacking her arse. She’d cry out, and scream again, "Fuck me, fuck me, yes fuck me!”
There was a surprised squeal, then a moaning, slurping sound. I imagined he had pulled out and stuffed his cock in her mouth. A quick peek through the gap of the just open door told me this was true. I was so turned on I didn’t know what to do with myself.
He pulled out of her mouth and began fucking her pussy again. I realised then he was fucking her raw.
Then I heard her say to Evan “What do you think hubby’s doing ? Should we invite him to join?”
“Fuck him. You’re mine tonight,” he replied. Imagine! Imagine the balls of my friend. He has come to my house, fucking my wife bareback, slapping her arse, and not even invited me to join!
I went back to the couch, feeling a combination of deflated yet excited. I masturbated to the sounds of her screaming in orgasm and him slapping her arse. He had claimed my wife sexually for the night. I know he has other women, he has told me about them.
Reality is the woman he’s seduced was my wife. Tonight her body would bring his cock pleasure. Tonight she was going to orgasm again and again riding the cock of the guy who is my friend.
I started wondered if this would become a regular thing. Would he come over and take liberties with her regularly? Would he expect me to relinquish my rights to her? I pictured her reclined on the floor of his beautiful house, naked except for a collar and leash, which he held as he sipped scotch in his chair. Slowly, despite my best efforts, I dozed off.
I must have been woken up a half dozen times between midnight and 6am by the sounds of them fucking. The first time they woke me up was right after I fell asleep. He was groaning loudly, telling my wife that she belonged to him. I crept to the door and peaked in. “You’re mine now. You belong to me,” he told my wife as he straddled her. He pinned her arms to her sides under his knees. He stroked his dick. My wife was agreeing, gasping, pleading as she craned her neck and tried to lick his cock, which is just out of reach: “Please, cum in my mouth!” she begged. “Oh yes, cum in my mouth! I belong to you, I belong to you …” Satisfied, he moaned loudly as he shot his load. She gasped, mouth open, catching the streams on her tongue.
The last time they woke me up, she was desperately screaming, “So good! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!! I’m yours! Oh fuck I’m yours! Fuck my arse! Fuck my arssssse!!” Evan was grunting furiously as their bodies came together hard. I heard him groan loudly and my wife’s squeals turned into a drawn out, shuddering moan. He had cum in her arse. Nothing I know of gives her a more powerful orgasm than a guy cumming in her arse. I could picture her eyes rolled back in her head as her whole body shook uncontrollably, her arse spasming on his dick, draining every last drop.
I woke up finally around 8am. Evan came out of the bedroom still naked. He found his clothes put them on. He asked sincerely how I was doing. My wife followed shortly after, naked, and gave him a hug and intimate kiss before staggering back into the bedroom.
Evan then left the house and I joined my wife in bed. She was still naked and absolutely exhausted. There was dried cum on her belly, neck, and cheek. Stains on the sheets, it was everywhere. A container of lube sat open on the night stand. She would have used that to help him get his sizable cock in her arse. Her hair was everyplace.
I curled up next to her and she put her arm around me.
“Hi honey,” she said sweetly, smiling at me. I gave her a little kiss, and we fell asleep in each other’s arms.
We woke up a couple of hours later. My wife said to me “you want some? You were such a good devoted husband for letting me have the night with your friend”. I am sure he will be back and I won’t be able to refuse him. His cock is delicious”.
As she said those words she took my cock and feed it into very wet and used pussy. We had a glorious long and steady fuck. Very different to what she had had repeatedly all night.
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I never thought my wife was attracted to him until one night when we were hanging out at our place. My wife, Evan and I were all on the couch, drinking beers and watching a movie. My wife and Evan had a microfiber blanket thrown over their laps. I wasn’t sure, but I had the feeling they were being touchy-feely underneath the blanket.
I got up to go to the bathroom. I wasn’t gone but a few minutes, and when I returned, my wife was on her knees in front of reclining Evan, sucking his cock. I was shocked, but not upset.
He looked at me with genuine concern and asked, “Umm … is this OK?”
“Umm … she seems to want it,” was my natural and honest response.
I went into the kitchen to get myself another drink. While I was in there, my wife walked past me toward the bedroom, leading Evan by the hand. I knew she was going to fuck him. She hadn’t asked permission, nor even mentioned she was going to do this. She wanted to do it and that was that. A primitive part of me wanted to feel betrayed that she was tip-toeing off to fuck my friend without me, but that was quickly drowned out by a rush of arousal that she was going to take the initiative to get fucked just because she wanted to.
My instinct tells me never to tread where I’m not explicitly invited. I’ve noticed my presence can sometimes keep my wife from fully expressing her sexual desires.
I think she worries subconsciously I’ll resent her for them. The truth is far from it! I love it when she behaves uninhibitedly, neither worrying about what I’ll think nor trying to impress me. For me it is when I find her behaving at her sexiest and myself obsessively attracted to her.
I held out for about ten minutes, and then crept toward the door which wasn’t completely closed. I could hear the distinct sounds of foreplay, slurping sounds, her giggling, him moaning.
I heard him ask, “Think your husband will be OK with this?" She giggled again, "Fine, I’m sure. I want to do this." I remember feeling a slight pang of jealousy. Jealousy turns me on so much. I wanted to join in, but I didn’t want to interrupt the flow of events.
There were more sounds of sucking and moaning, then my wife moaned: "Fuck me, please fuck me." Then she gasped, then I heard the quick, rhythmic sound of flesh slapping on flesh. I heard her say “fuck me like you hate me”.
In a few moments, my wife was screaming. Evan was really pounding her good. Once in a while I’d hear a loud *slap!* . I must have been him smacking her arse. She’d cry out, and scream again, "Fuck me, fuck me, yes fuck me!”
There was a surprised squeal, then a moaning, slurping sound. I imagined he had pulled out and stuffed his cock in her mouth. A quick peek through the gap of the just open door told me this was true. I was so turned on I didn’t know what to do with myself.
He pulled out of her mouth and began fucking her pussy again. I realised then he was fucking her raw.
Then I heard her say to Evan “What do you think hubby’s doing ? Should we invite him to join?”
“Fuck him. You’re mine tonight,” he replied. Imagine! Imagine the balls of my friend. He has come to my house, fucking my wife bareback, slapping her arse, and not even invited me to join!
I went back to the couch, feeling a combination of deflated yet excited. I masturbated to the sounds of her screaming in orgasm and him slapping her arse. He had claimed my wife sexually for the night. I know he has other women, he has told me about them.
Reality is the woman he’s seduced was my wife. Tonight her body would bring his cock pleasure. Tonight she was going to orgasm again and again riding the cock of the guy who is my friend.
I started wondered if this would become a regular thing. Would he come over and take liberties with her regularly? Would he expect me to relinquish my rights to her? I pictured her reclined on the floor of his beautiful house, naked except for a collar and leash, which he held as he sipped scotch in his chair. Slowly, despite my best efforts, I dozed off.
I must have been woken up a half dozen times between midnight and 6am by the sounds of them fucking. The first time they woke me up was right after I fell asleep. He was groaning loudly, telling my wife that she belonged to him. I crept to the door and peaked in. “You’re mine now. You belong to me,” he told my wife as he straddled her. He pinned her arms to her sides under his knees. He stroked his dick. My wife was agreeing, gasping, pleading as she craned her neck and tried to lick his cock, which is just out of reach: “Please, cum in my mouth!” she begged. “Oh yes, cum in my mouth! I belong to you, I belong to you …” Satisfied, he moaned loudly as he shot his load. She gasped, mouth open, catching the streams on her tongue.
The last time they woke me up, she was desperately screaming, “So good! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!! I’m yours! Oh fuck I’m yours! Fuck my arse! Fuck my arssssse!!” Evan was grunting furiously as their bodies came together hard. I heard him groan loudly and my wife’s squeals turned into a drawn out, shuddering moan. He had cum in her arse. Nothing I know of gives her a more powerful orgasm than a guy cumming in her arse. I could picture her eyes rolled back in her head as her whole body shook uncontrollably, her arse spasming on his dick, draining every last drop.
I woke up finally around 8am. Evan came out of the bedroom still naked. He found his clothes put them on. He asked sincerely how I was doing. My wife followed shortly after, naked, and gave him a hug and intimate kiss before staggering back into the bedroom.
Evan then left the house and I joined my wife in bed. She was still naked and absolutely exhausted. There was dried cum on her belly, neck, and cheek. Stains on the sheets, it was everywhere. A container of lube sat open on the night stand. She would have used that to help him get his sizable cock in her arse. Her hair was everyplace.
I curled up next to her and she put her arm around me.
“Hi honey,” she said sweetly, smiling at me. I gave her a little kiss, and we fell asleep in each other’s arms.
We woke up a couple of hours later. My wife said to me “you want some? You were such a good devoted husband for letting me have the night with your friend”. I am sure he will be back and I won’t be able to refuse him. His cock is delicious”.
As she said those words she took my cock and feed it into very wet and used pussy. We had a glorious long and steady fuck. Very different to what she had had repeatedly all night.
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