I don’t remember which came first Lara’s desire to fuck other guys, or my desire to watch her do it. To be honest, I don’t really care about the answer to that chicken or egg riddle. However it happened, it’s been totally awesome for both of us.
Lara’s favorite lover is a guy named Kevin. They’ve gotten together at least seven or eight times now, but none more explosive than the other night. It had taken him a few visits to get used to my presence and stop sneaking glances at me while stroking his cock in and out of my wife’s moist pussy. But on this last occasion, he fucked her with complete abandon, as though I weren’t there, which was what she and I both wanted.
He’d arrived early with a bottle of wine, and though he suggested we each have a glass right away, I could tell he was ready to go. There was no hiding the hard on tenting the front of his pants, and trust me, you’d feel the same way if you ever met or fucked my wife. With her long, blonde hair, curvy body and fantastic smile, she’s any red blooded guy’s wet dream.
Lara and Kevin sat on the loveseat as we sipped our Shiraz in the living room. I was in a recliner across from them, waiting for the moment when things got physical. I knew the signs to watch for: first, a playful touch to his thigh next, he puts his hand on her knee, right beneath the hem of her short skirt. They got there quickly that night, and knowing my wife as I do, I was certain that she’d foregone panties, so I wondered how soon her lover’s fingers would encounter the juices flowing from her cunt.
Lara will often tease her lovers and make them wait, but that night, she was as anxious to get in the sack as Kevin was. Leaning in close, she whispered something in his ear, giving us both a good look down her cleavage. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and her sweater was so low cut that I could see the tops of her dusky nipples. I was certain they were erect with arousal, though I couldn’t actually see that through the knitted top. However, it was hard to imagine they wouldn’t be, since she and Kevin were sharing a deep kiss.
His hand was at the back of her head, fingers threading through her hair as their lips mashed together. I could barely make out their tongues slipping in and out of each other’s mouth as slurping sounds filled the otherwise quiet room. The air also got warmer, or maybe it was just my temperature rising as my ardor increased. Then my balls started throbbing and I shifted in my seat, my cock now as stiff as Kevin’s had to be. I was dying to touch myself, but I wanted to see exactly where this was going before I pulled out my dick.
Kevin’s other hand moved to Lara’s tit, stroking it through her sweater before his fingers dipped lower and then beneath her top. She gasped into his mouth, and I guessed that he must’ve pinched her ultra sensitive nipple. Her hand was now in his lap, massaging the outline of his shaft through his khakis, and his ass was rising and falling against the cushion beneath it, foreshadowing the motions of intercourse.
Lara tugged at his belt, and I realized it was unlikely we would make it to the bedroom. She pulled out his prodigious member, and I was once again surprised by how thick it was almost twice my girth. As she stroked it, it grew a little longer and thicker, and my own cock swelled in my shorts at her power over this other man. Letting go of Lara’s head, Kevin worked his hand up her skirt, and I knew he’d encountered her dripping wet center when her body started to wriggle sexily.
I pulled out my own dick, because it looked like things were progressing swiftly now. Not that anyone noticed what I was doing. Lara had removed Kevin’s hand from beneath her skirt so she could hike up her hem over her waist, climb onto his lap and begin writhing on him. Grinding her ass against his thighs, she clutched his shaft like it was a gearshift, and I aped her actions on my prick. She began pumping him up and down, and I did the same to my erection, keeping my eyes locked on them.
For a moment, I envied Kevin, but then I realized I had the advantage of being able to watch the best porn scene ever unfolding right before my eyes. And it got even better when Lara let go of her lover’s cock, slid to the floor by his feet, pulled off his pants the rest of the way and took his shaft into her mouth.
I could barely make out her face from where I sat, but I could see that her eyes were closed, and her expression told me that she was enjoying every minute of slurping on his big, fat cock. Then she opened her eyes to look up at him through her lashes, and that, coupled with her hollowed cheeks, made my shaft pulse in my fist. The contents of my balls started churning, so I forced myself to stop jerking off so that I didn’t come before they did. Though I had no idea how Kevin was holding on, because Lara was dragging her vise like lips up and down his pole, and I could bet she was doing that thing she does with her tongue, swishing it back and forth. Somehow, she always knows how to find her lovers’ most sensitive spots, and I knew she had to be zeroing in on Kevin’s at that moment.
I couldn’t have been that far off the mark, because he suddenly ripped himself from her mouth and pulled her back up onto his lap. His hands found their way into her sweater again, massaging her abundant tits as she grasped his dick by the root to hold it steady. She rose up on her haunches, and although I could only see between her thighs for a moment, the image of my wife’s labia hugging Kevin’s bulbous knob as it slowly pierced her opening is an image I’ll never forget.
Once he was lodged firmly in her cunt, Lara let go of Kevin’s dick and placed her hands squarely on his shoulders. Moaning softly, she lowered herself the rest of the way over his length until her asscheeks came to rest on his balls. She ground against him, her illicit dance making him groan. Meanwhile, he had pushed up her sweater and leaned forward to take a nipple between his teeth as one of his hands moved to the juncture of her legs.
When he pressed his thumb against her clit, Lara cried out in ecstasy and flew up off of Kevin’s prick. Just as quickly, she recaptured it, enveloping him once more with her wet sex. As she bounced up and down on her lover’s lap, the pressure on her button must’ve added to her pleasure, as would his teeth at her nipple. Soon, she started trembling, and then her back arched as she mashed her breasts against Kevin’s face and yelped through her orgasm.
I continued stroking myself at a slow, steady pace because I knew that climax wouldn’t be the last of the night. Though keeping my composure proved difficult when I saw Kevin’s hips pumping upward as he strove to drive his dick farther into my wife’s cunt. He buried his face between her breasts as he planted his hands on the couch to give himself more leverage to torpedo into her. He grunted loudly with each upward thrust, the look on his face one of combined lust and extreme effort. When he began pounding into her like a jackhammer, I guessed he was about to come and just needed a little extra friction to push himself over the edge.
Knowing he was close seemed to set off Lara again, and this climax was a big one. I increased the speed of my fist on my dick, pumping hard to play catch up, but that wasn’t difficult with the performance my wife was giving. She shivered and shook on Kevin’s lap, her breasts bouncing against his face and her mouth open wide as she cried out her bliss. I could see her fingers digging into his shoulders as she rode him through the waves of her climax, and before long, my own floodgates opened.
As my palm filled with the first spurt of my semen, Kevin’s expression changed to one of agony, though I knew that was the opposite of how he felt. The spasms from Lara’s pussy had coaxed the orgasm right out of him, and now his ass remained aloft, his cock buried deep inside her, as he reached his pinnacle. The icing on the cake was when my wife pulled herself off his still spurting prick so I could witness the evidence of his release. My own load now completely filled my hand, and as soon as I stopped coming, I reached for the towel I’d placed nearby to wipe myself clean.
Lara sat beside Kevin as he placed soft kisses on her neck. Finally, he got dressed and said good bye, leaving us with the naughty memories, at least until the next time we get together. And trust me, there will be a next time.
Mr. Trent P., Shaker Heights, Ohio