Watching

My wife and I recently decided to go out for a night of fun. Work is what work is and it wears you down over time. We thought a night on the town was what we needed to relax, unwind and have some fun. So We went down to the local club, it was a familiar place for us both and a great place to just relax and recharge. The guy’s there where always friendly to my wife; …..as she has a cheeky sense of humour and a great pair of tits. Most men undress her with their eyes long before they approached her for a conversation or to ask her for a dance. It actually gets me hard thinking of all the cock she could have if she only knew !!.
This night was like most other times but this night there was a new face in the club. And like the others his focus was on my wife and her tits……..it was easy to see what his eyes followed about the room and judging by his face, he liked what he saw.
Im not sure how long we’d been there, but he he eventually made it to our table. He introduced himself as Ben. Dark short hair, middle aged and average weight. We chatted for sometime before he asked if she wanted a dance. He looked at her then me,
I knew he was testing the waters for a reaction but I thought “why not”!
It was getting late by now and the music was getting slower and my wife was getting drunker. The last dance for the night came and the music slowed the a nice slow dance usually for couples, but that didn’t stop our new friend. He held her into a close embrace, ensuring her tits were against his chest, his crutch against hers and wrapped his arms around her just keeping his hands above her arse. They swayed slowly in rhythm with the music for what seemed forever.
My wife loves to dance, and often dances with our friends. I trust her always, so I know that this dance was just a dance for her. But not for our new friend. But the music eventually stops and the lights come on. So it was time to go.
I sat there the whole time wondering and watching them together and got harder thinking about how she would look being slow fucked by our new friend….?!
So I did what I never thought I’d would ever do and asked Ben if he wanted to come back to our place for a night cap !
Ben didn’t disappoint……with a cheeky grim and slight act of humility he accepted the invite……

We arrived home, smiling and laughing as my wife unsteadily wobbled though the door. She went to put the kettle on in the kitchen and then trotted off to the bathroom.

I stood there while she ran away; I looked at Ben and took the advantage with directness
“ so Ben, do you want to fuck my wife” ?
being direct caught him off guard……his answer seemed to get stuck in his throat……umm, yeah!!
“Good, because I want to watch you fuck her too…..”, “ my wife won’t cheat, but when she’s drunk and horny, she’ll let me do anything I want with her and she usually sleeps or plays along with her eyes closed until I’m finished”.
“ when we go to bed I want you to change places with me soon after the lights go out”. “ I’ll work her up and get her wet, then you can slip in and pretend ,to be me”. “ what do you say”……
Ben nodded approvingly……..…so we were on.

My wife returned 20 minutes later, dressed in pj’s, smiling and swaying. “I’m going to bed babe”…..” I’m tired” she said.

I looked at her gorgeous body, braless and beautiful , and imagined just how beautiful she was going to look soon….

“I’ll be there soon”, don’t wait up…..

She turned , said good night to Ben and wandered off to the bed room…..

I gave her 20 minutes to fall asleep, then Ben and I went down to the room. Though the doorway I could see her slow breathing, with lips pursed in a small pout. Yep she had crashed into a deep sleep from the night activities. I slowly undressed in the hallway and told Ben to get ready.

I was now naked and walked into the room; and just behind me was Ben.

Wow, Ben wasn’t going to disappoint me…..his cock was hard and long with an upward curve, perfect to reach the insides of her tight cunt, he was already oozing from his tip. Which just made everything so much hornier….

I climbed into bed as Ben stood against you wall, slowly wanking and watching……I snuggled in close and slowly untied the buttons on her PJ’s until her tits fell out in their natural splendour. Ben began stroking harder at the sight of her perfect tits and hard nipples.

Asleep but sensing my presence my wife arse pushed against my cock. I pushed my hardened cock onto her and reaching around to her already wet pussy, began to slowly rub her slippery cunt lips…..

She shuffled in the bed, allowing me direct access to her warm tight honey pot……which was often her way. I’m sure My wife has sexy dreams……

I looked at Ben and signalled for him too come over, as I slowly entered her. I gave her slow long deep strokes and kept rubbing her wet cunt lips…..Ben stood beside the bed and kept stroking himself harder then I thought possibly to witness on another man, so it was now the time to swap out…..

I stopped, withdrew my cock and slipping aside while he effortlessly glided into my position……..it was shear poetry in motion. What was even more beautiful was hearing my wife let out a slow moan as he entered her already dripping wet cunt right up to his balls.
He stopped at the end of the stroke and steadied himself…reaching around and tightly gripping her tits..she backed up onto his cock, approvingly, invitingly and shamelessly wanting more depth.

I was now standing there with my cock in my hand stroking along as he slowly started a rhythmic grinding of his pelvis into her magnificent juicy cunt. With his every plunge in, she pushed back deeper and harder onto his cock. I never realised just how beautifully sexy my wife was, and the sight of another man enjoying her body was beyond my expectations.

I had to stop stroking; it was getting too much too watch and wank off too, and besides I so wanted to go sloppy seconds in her when our new friend was done filling her with his warm creamy load.

I originally thought Ben may just be a fuck and blow guy, but he had staying power. His strokes got faster and deeper, her groaning slowly got louder. I became worried that she was going to wake up and discover the game….his grip on her big tits were beginning to make marks and her nipples were hardened and blue.

In my head I just wanted him to blow, but my cock was pulsing and dripping from the wonderful show before me…..
then as if he had read my thoughts he bucked and grunted as he emptied a huge sack of cum deep inside her, pulsing again and again and again. Jesus he must have been storing that up for along time. Cum began squelching out of cunt, dripping onto her legs. Her body convulsed and tightened, her sodden cunt tightened onto his cock. She moaned and sighed and instinctively reached down to his balls, squeezing then as if coxing every last drop of his sticky load into her…

They fell silent and still, my wife’s grip on his balls fell away, as she drifted back into sleep….Ben laid there truely spent from his efforts, but it was my turn and I wasn’t waiting anymore. I tapped his shoulder and motioned him out, I then slipped my rock solid cock straight into her drowning cunt. Fuck….! It was more than I could have ever imagined, warm, wet, sloppy; her cunt was so dilated and filthy.
It was incredible, her juices and his load intermingled, and flowed at ever one of my thrusts into her. “Hard again babe” she mumbled ……”.god yes honey”, I said “your just so fucking sexy”.

Ben had now walked out of the room, to look for somewhere to sleep

I rolled my wife onto her back, slipping my cock into her mouth, knowing that Bens cum load covered my cock. I watched her suck and lick his cum off my cock, she was beautiful………..I dropped my cock down into her cunt again and then back to her mouth. I repeated this several times filling her mouth with his cum before I finally cum in her mouth so hard that she coughed and choked. My god she is perfect….. I laid beside her, regaining my thoughts but just new that I was going to fuck her again before the morning came. Her cum filled cunt was just waiting for more….and I was only to happy to oblige..

Ben must have been a drifter, because he never came back to the club. And he disappeared before we woke that day. I didn’t really care that much away, he had already given me his best, and I doubt another performance would have topped our first.