We d been at the strip club for a while, and my roll of singles had started to dwindle. I d been sticking them into the bras and panties of all the big breasted babes who danced my way, loving how the crisp green bills looked against their pale skin. My cock had gotten hard from just watching them, but they didn t have my full attention most of that belonged to my wife, Caitlin.
Though not quite as naked as the other girls, she still looked oh so sexy as she undulated to the music, holding her own with the professionals. I couldn t take my eyes off of her and neither could some of the other male patrons of the club. As far as she was concerned, however, I may as well not have been there, and we may have not been married. Her full attention was focused on the man standing beside her, and I was waiting for her to make her move.
I refused another lap dance from a stripper as Caitlin leaned toward the tall, dark haired stranger and said something into his ear. Though I couldn t make it out, I was familiar with the script, which would include the words: fuck, husband and watch. He nodded at her, they turned to me, and Brent and I were introduced.
My dick stayed hard for the entire ride back to our house, Brent following close behind us in his own car. I kept checking the rearview mirror, expecting him to turn down some side street at the very last minute, but he was still with us when we pulled into the driveway. I was raring to go, and I could tell that Caitlin was, too: She licked her lips repeatedly, until they were entirely devoid of gloss, and her nipples poked sharply at her thin camisole. My erection throbbed as I looked lustfully at my wife and thought, not for the first time during our six year marriage, that the guy we d just met had no idea how lucky he was about to get.
Once we were inside, she didn t waste any time. Although I went to grab a beer, she took Brent right into the bedroom with her. By the time I joined them, they were already making out, and he had a hand on each of her asscheeks, squeezing them through her skirt, while she did the same to his dick through his pants. Since the night was quiet, I could hear the wet sucking noises of their tongues slipping in and out of each other s mouth. Their kiss was so intense that they didn t even notice me when I took my seat in the corner.
I watched the show unfold and slowly sipped my beer, which helped me temper my arousal. When they started stripping, I ignored the insistent throbbing of my balls to concentrate on them. Caitlin unbuttoned his shirt and ran her hands over his well defined pecs, while he pulled her top off over her head, dislodging her ponytail. Her long, blonde locks fell over her bared shoulders and then, when her bra was also shed, they fell over her bare tits, too. I stroked my erection through my pants as our new friend lowered his face to one of my wife s succulent nipples and swiped his tongue around it until her head tipped back and breathy sighs escaped her parted lips.
She scrabbled at his zipper blindly, desperate to get it undone. I gripped myself harder when she drew it down and pushed Brent s pants past his hips. They fell to his ankles, and since he wasn t wearing underwear a nice surprise for my wife his erection sprang right up. His lips stayed busy at her breast as he kicked his pants away and made quick work of Caitlin s skirt, discovering that she wasn t wearing underwear either.
Brent cupped her mound with one hand, catching the juices that always flowed at the drop of a hat. I knew he d worked a finger into her when she gasped suddenly and her body went rigid, and while he stroked in and out of her tight pussy, she tugged on his rod. Then, as I held my breath, she reached down to tickle his pendulous sac.
My own testicles drew up against my pelvis. Then, when the couple fell to the bed together, I could no longer contain my excitement. Pulling out my erection, I stroked my fingers over it idly as my wife got onto her back, her legs high in the air, which gave me a quick glimpse of her swollen labia. Then my view was blocked when Brent mounted her, his cock seeking its target. I watched it poke amongst her folds until it eventually located her gaping hole. As his head pierced her slick pussy, she wrapped her legs around his trim waist, hooked her ankles behind the small of his back and pulled him into her.
I could practically feel the warmth of her canal closing in around me as he sank in deep, all the way to his balls. He mashed her breasts flat with his body, but I was given another glimpse of her heaving chest when he pulled his length from her clutches. They groaned in unison as he quickly plunged back in in my mind, I could picture the tip of his long, slender prick bumping up against her core. He stroked between her pussy lips with a smooth, steady rhythm as she clung to him as if for dear life, her heels digging into his asscheeks and her fingernails scratching his back. She panted as loudly as I did as I started jerking myself off even harder.
It looked like the lovers were going to reach the finish line in record time, and I endeavored to time my climax so that it coincided with theirs. Caitlin was trembling and begging Brent to fuck her even harder, and it became a struggle to pace myself because there s nothing hotter than my wife when she gets that vocal. What I didn t know, however, was how hot it would be when Brent talked back.
I stopped masturbating for a moment, totally enthralled with this new development. Yanking his cock out of her pussy, he held it a few inches away, taunting her with it. Yeah, you want this? he demanded, and she nodded at him, her eyes wide and glassy. As abruptly as he d pulled out, he flipped her over, wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her up onto her hands and knees, so that her beautiful ass was high in the air. Also kneeling, he rose slightly and regarded her from behind, as taken with those creamy white cheeks as I still am whenever I see them. He gave one firm cheek a playful swat, and she gasped loudly, but not as loudly as she did when he lined up his cockhead with her dewy labia and speared her once again.
Leaning in for a better view, I watched closely as Brent impaled my wife on his prodigious length. His thumbs pressed into her asscheeks as he resumed pumping in and out, and I mirrored his rhythm with my fist. I didn t think that he was going to last much longer, especially when it became clear that Caitlin was getting close to her orgasm. Her breasts bounced beneath her as she shivered and shook with delight, and her partner bucked his hips and repeatedly drove his rod deep into her steaming center. When her movements became so erratic that she couldn t support herself anymore, she fell flat onto the mattress with a keening wail.
Brent moved with her, his asscheeks flexing and relaxing as he never missed a beat with his thrusting cock. Whenever he pulled out, I could see that it was slick with her juices, and my balls swelled and throbbed at the sight. I was ready to see him let go and hopefully give the performance of his life, whereas Caitlin was already coming and enjoying every hot, sweaty minute of it.
Her partner grunted loudly as he continued his endeavors on top of her, his ingress made easy because she was so soaking wet. I had to hurry to catch up to them, clutching my shaft more tightly, my fist a virtual blur as I jerked off as hard as I could. Never taking my eyes off of the entwined couple, I stroked my dick and drew circles over my crown with my thumb, ready to trigger my release at a moment s notice. When that moment finally arrived, Brent reared up and then slammed forward, letting out a mighty roar.
As he scorched my wife s insides with his semen, she hissed a satisfied, Yes! I d managed to time myself perfectly and shot my own load all over my fingers and a little onto the floor as his lava poured into Caitlin, triggering another small orgasm for her as well. He remained buried in her pussy until his balls were totally depleted, and perhaps even a moment beyond that, enjoying the warm caress of her palpitating canal. When he pulled out, I saw a little of his semen seep from her hole to drip down the cleavage of her fine ass.
The evening had been a success. After we d gotten dressed, Caitlin and I thanked Brent for coming home with us, though he said that the pleasure had been his. I had no doubt that this was true from what I d seen. However, he never knew how much pleasure we d received because of him. Even now, we muse over the memory of his visit and fuck long into the night, reliving the fantasy.
Mr. Charles F., Shreveport, Louisiana