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It was the morning after our first threesome.
We had slept with our bedroom door open and now James was stood in the doorway holding 3 cups of coffee. He had a tee shirt on but his bottom half was naked. Even flacid his cock was bigger than mine when hard.
Frutti sat up, took her cup from him and passed mine across.
“Mmmm” she said “ he looks nice” nodding at his manhood.
I watched as it instantly started to swell and get erect - Frutti reached out and cupped his balls, the effect was instant - his cock sprang up and was rock hard at her touch, I knew I was going to be in for another exhibition of their love making.
My wife then threw the bed covers back, opened her legs wide in his direction and with both hands held her cunt wide open for him to see her all. Her nipples had filled with lust and were as erect and hard as his cock.
“I’ve got somewhere for him to go” ... she teased....
Picture the scene - me laid there our bed, cup of coffee in hand, my wife at the side of me stark naked and wantonly holding her cunt wide for her new lover to see her open womanhood, her nipples excited by the thought of what was going to happen with her new lover while her husband just lay and watched.....
It’s a situation that would probably only excite those who enjoy wife sharing from one side of the sexual fence or the other..... or if you’re that woman!
He was standing right next to our bed, he took off his tee shirt and draped it over his cock to show how strong his erection actually was. It was like a metal rod, no bending or pointing down.
He laughed “Think he’s hard enough?” ....
“I’d best check” she said “ from inside here though”.... still holding her cunt open.
He climbed onto her and without needing any guidance his cock found it’s target, from her gasp and then squeal I could tell that he had entered her.
They kissed, him holding her close to him as he bucked on her, she pulled away briefly and smiled at him, then they kissed again.
I watched as she rode his every thrust forcing up against him as his stokes in and out got stronger and faster, I watched as her breasts rose up and down against the movements of his body, as their lips parted and his head lowered and took her nipples in turn into his mouth, nibbling on them and gently biting them as he rode her.
I was laid there watching my wife having the fuck of her life from the look on her face and the noises she was making and I was wanking.
Wanking and realising just how much I was enjoying seeing my wife with another man, a man with a much bigger and harder cock than mine, who was clearly pleasing her more than I ever could or had, realising perhaps that I was actually enjoying this wank as much if not more than if it was me fucking her.
I had to slow myself down and start to edge myself, the excitement of what I was seeing was getting overpowering and I was close to coming.
They carried on for a while, tongues being exchanged as they kissed, lips being gently bitten, nipples being nibbled by each other, smiling at each other when their eyes met, and all of the time increasing the speed and strength of the rhythm.. fucking away at each other, earnestly moving towards an inevitable climax. Totally unaware of me even being laid next to them. I continued to wank, slowly.
I could tell it was close, the pace had taken on a new urgency and was getting frantic. He was pounding her now and she was letting out little sobs of joy and encouragement, I could her her whispering at first “Fuck me, fuck me” in his ear ....
then louder and louder until she was almost screaming it.
A look at his face and I could tell he was there, all control was gone and he literally was shagging the arse off her, the sweat from his forehead dripped onto her face, already flushed and wet with perspiration then she arched, almost lifted him off the bed as she bucked against him and screamed, she’d come..... and again from his face I could tell that he was emptying himself into her.
My spunk flew up almost to my chin.....
Breathless she collapsed below him, he fell into her arms and they kissed, a long slow lingering kiss, less urgent than before but no less passionate for that.
They looked into each other’s eyes.
“I love you” she told him ....
