“Come on, show yourself to your husband,” Brad said, grabbing Laura by the hair and pulling her off the couch. My wife stood up groggily.
“Get on your knees!” the guy ordered. Laura knelt down obediently and crawled on all fours after the stranger like an obedient bitch. When she reached my feet, she looked at me, panting.
“Did you ever think your wife is such a bitch?” Brad asked, standing above her, looking into my eyes for the first time in the evening. I had no idea what to answer, I couldn’t have spoken even if my mouth was free. But, tied up like that, I couldn’t even move my head, I just watched with my eyes wide open as the stripper yanked my wife’s head up by her hair. “Look how much she enjoyed this hard fucking!” he continued to tease me, stroking my wife’s panting lips with his thumb. “I’m quite surprised, hardly any of my guests love this kind of hardcore pounding this much!”
True, Laura was heaving in front of me in complete satisfaction. Her face was red, her nostrils dilated, just like her pupils, and a few stray strands of tangled hair fell into her face despite the others being in the guy’s hand. That kind of satiety was spreading from her that is characteristic of fully satisfied, charged women.
The guy pulled my wife off the floor by her head. He looked into her face from very close, from inches.
“Did you enjoy it, bitch?”
“Very much,” Laura replied with a smile, and the guy kissed her with an angry gesture. His tongue ran deep into my partner’s mouth, devouring each other with wild passion. It was then that I noticed that the dude was jerking his cock. Well, Laura looked damn good in her sexy panties, with her smeared makeup, freshly fucked. I would have liked to touch myself, too, but the handcuffs still held my hands tightly.
“Sit on your beloved husband’s lap,” the guy said softly, almost hissing. Laura obeyed again: she delved on me with straddle legs, swept the black boxer shorts from my lap to the rug, and sat on my lap. I could feel the closeness of her hot pussy on my throbbing dick. Laura even teased me with an evil grin, rubbing her groin straight to my cock. That’s when I really felt how wet she was.
Laura reached back and adjusted my dick to her slit. She descended on it with a devilish smile: her dripping wet pussy embraced my throbbing rod easily.
“How do you like it?” my little wife asked.
“Mhhmm,” I moaned.
“Oh, poor you!” Laura leaned down and kissed me on the cheek. She swayed on my dick gently and gave tiny kisses around the ball gag in my mouth with her hot lips. Then she leaned over my ear, and whispered, “How do you like my cum-filled pussy?”
It was damn good to be in her wet pussy. I also felt that this guy had fucked her really hard because she was gaping, moving so easily on me that I was afraid my cock was about to slip out of her. The slithering became even stronger, and this time not just because of Laura’s juices: I could feel the fresh, sticky, foreign sperm in my wife’s pussy even with my cock which had ejaculated twice already. The thick, hot liquid lubricated my cock like a fine oil and made Laura’s pussy particularly smooth.
“Delicious, isn’t it?” Laura asked, and I really had to agree. Even though I never would have done that on my own, now it was damn exciting to enter my wife’s pussy having another man’s sperm in it. Laura probably enjoyed it too, for she closed her eyes and slowly, in an almost meditative trance, began to ride up and down my dick. This had been one of our favorite positions so far, but in this weird lineup, it even felt more exciting somehow. The head of my cock entered lightly all the way into my wife’s slippery-sticky pussy.
“No wonder... they say...,” she panted while riding me, “that sperm is the best... lubricant...”
And it really was. Laura moved on my cock very easily also because of this special lubricant, but also because she had just been fucked hard by a muscular stranger.
I looked around to see where he might be right now: he was just standing on the coffee table next to us. Jerking his cock for a while, he was watching my wife ride me, then grabbed Laura’s hair with both hands and pulled her head on his cock. The love of my life deeply swallowed the muscular cock glistening from the sperm and pussy juice with a small scream. The guy pounded my wife’s mouth, professionally, at the same pace as she was riding me. It wasn’t the sensitive oral lovemaking that I could have seen before; now, he was penetrating Laura’s mouth with powerful thrusts, a bit as if he wanted to show what a real mouth fucking was like.
I had to close my eyes, the feeling of my wife riding me completely overwhelmed my senses. The sticky fluids didn’t stop at embracing my dick, they also started leaking onto my balls. I would have liked to see if it was just pussy fluids, or maybe mixed with some from our guest’s sperm, but I couldn’t bend over from the armchair. So I just enjoyed my wife’s sloppy pussy. The sound of sucking began to become loud, so I opened my eyes: the guy had just pushed his cock all the way into Laura’s mouth, I could even see the bulging of his dick entering deep into her throat. He didn’t really care for my wife’s breathing, he just fucked her lovely mouth hard. Laura’s saliva poured wildly out of her mouth, wrapping the throbbing cock with dense strays. Watching those hardcore thrusts, the saliva flowed not only on the stripper’s cock but on his balls as well. In front of my wide eyes, a large drop slowly came off and splashed on my face. It flowed along my nose, rolling on my skin with tainting slowness.
Oh my God! So far, I’d only tasted Laura’s saliva when she kissed me. Now, it was dripping on me from the testicles of a total stranger. I knew I would never forget this day, no matter how our relationship with Laura developed from this.
It was damn exciting to see this man fucking my wife’s mouth hard, right after he had pounded and filled her with his sperm. I wished I could have grabbed and bitten into Laura’s breasts, too, but those damn handcuffs still wouldn’t let me.
The guy now pulled out his cock, which had large, fat drops of saliva dripping down on my forehead, then he bent down to Laura’s face.