outside these four walls, nothing that would affect our lives once this night was over.
I didn’t feel jealous, or not so much, anyway — I felt as though I was giving her a gift, a toy, and she was taking immense pleasure from it. That didn’t mean I didn’t want to tear her away from him and take her for myself — but at the same time, I really wanted to watch her, take in this bizarre sight, appreciate the beauty of my wife having sex.
She enjoyed his cock, pulling it out of her mouth, licking it all over, stroking it all over her face, rubbing it against her breasts as she knelt over him. It was naughty, it was dirty, it was something she never thought she’d have in her hands after committing her life to me.
After a while, Rico stood up, and Isla continued to suck on him. Holding her head, he was fucking her face, and it was right in front of me.
Then he was urging her up onto her feet, “Come here, babe.”
My wife never liked being called ‘babe’. But what did it matter right now? She was about to be fucked by another man right in front of her husband.
Rico had her move to the bed. Again, she glanced over at me to see how I was responding to this shocking display. I gave her a warm smile, which surprised but delighted her, plainly enough.
Then I watched as he climbed onto the bed with her, between her legs, kneeling up to bring his large, hard cock down against her open flower, stroking his tip over the sweet pinkness of her pussy. This was Rico’s style — straightforward, perhaps somewhat selfish, which was precisely why girls we’d slept with together valued me just as much as him — but on this occasion, it was clear that Isla was more than ready.
I stifled a gasp as I saw him edge forward, and the tip of his cock slipped inside my wife’s sex.
Wow.
She tilted her head back, closed her eyes and opened her mouth to emit a long moan as Rico eased inside her. I was just burning inside to see it, as though every single nerve within my body was jangling at the same time.
Isla had to be so wet from flirting with Rico, and then slowly learning that she was actually going to get to sleep with him, that Rico was able to glide inside her, and fill her completely without any trouble.
“Oh my God,” she exclaimed as he started moving his hips.
She folded her arms behind her head, and gazed down at him as he thrust into her, moaning each time he slid inside her, panting as he fucked her. Her face and her upper chest flushed pink, her breasts jiggled, and her nipples were harder than I remembered ever seeing.
“Yeah… yeah… yeah…”
My God — I could see his great length emerge from her each time, and it was glistening with her juices, glistening with my wife’s pussy juices. It all seemed so wrong — and yet that only made it hotter still.
Rico grabbed hold of her ankles and pushed up her legs so her knees were by her chin, and Isla whimpered as he pounded into her like that, her whole body jarred each time he entered her.
“Oh please… more… fuck me… fuck me…”
I was so hard. I couldn’t resist pulling it out of my fly, touching it while I watched them — and there was a moment where Isla looked across and saw me, and beamed ear-to-ear to see me like that. But I felt as though I couldn’t risk coming while I watched them. If I came, I’d lose the sexual buzz that kept this whole experience feeling incredible. I had to resist temptation.
The two of them on the bed rolled over and Isla was on top, sliding him slowly back inside her, before steadily accelerating as she rode him. I could watch that great thing sinking into her each time, his hands squeezing her behind.
Rico was grunting and groaning as she rode him, and Isla was loving every moment.
I just watched, stunned.
It kind of hit me that maybe this was how things had to be now. Our marital monogamy had been shattered by Rico and his big, hard cock. I couldn’t see us going back to it now. Isla was having too