loganvito: wifeywithkinks: benderidontevenknower: “Ryan, baby, you awake?” my wife asked

loganvito: wifeywithkinks: benderidontevenknower: “Ryan, baby, you awake?” my wife asked sotto voce.I opened my eyes and slowly resolved the silhouetted figure into my Ashley’s naked form. I had not been asleep, only reliving the events of the previous few hours.“Yes,” was all I could muster and that came out cracked and throaty.“Can I…?” she asked nodding toward the bed. The absurdity of the request struck me as funny but I stifled the bubble of sardonic laughter. Here was my naked wife asking if she could join me in bed, ridiculous. She appeared to be treading lightly, sensing a rift between us, a fraying of the ties that had bound us tightly for eleven years, ties that now needed mending. She was not entirely wrong but we were here, now, only because of my own perversion and salesmanship. I was fully culpable with some regret. She was fully complicit and happily so.I extended my hand to her and she tiptoed to the bed soundless, expertly avoiding the squeaky spots in the floor. She remained backlit by the hallway light but the shadow and light played around her curves never revealing all but filling in enough blanks. Having previously pushed the blanket down and off the foot of the bed to facilitate my edging masturbation, I only had to peel back the sheet to welcome her.She placed her palms and a bent knee on the mattress to crawl the last couple of feet. This caused her breasts to hang and swing pendulous under her chest as she shifted her weight. I could not help but reach out and take the weight of one in my palm. It was warm and soft and just as amazing as the first time I had ever touched her but there was something different, something additional.I was on my back, as naked as she was, so she tucked one arm, snuggled up against my side, and laid the other arm and one leg across my chest and legs respectively. The smell of her good perfume and her sex wafted up and briefly took my breath away.“Well, that was something,” I opened.“Yeah…um…you ok? I wasn’t too loud was I?”I took a deep breath and let it out slowly to calm myself. “I’m fine. Some of it was hard to take but it’s what I signed up for. I can’t complain that you did what I wanted you to. You’ve described it so many times, it was good to hear it first hand, no pun intended.” I said that holding up my left palm, the hand I masturbate myself with.“So you heard?”“Yeah, not all but enough. I never knew these walls were so thin. Were you like that for my benefit?” I asked, hopeful.“Rule one: be honest always, right? No babe,, that’s just how I am with him. I tried to tell you.”I was silent, digesting. “So you meant those things you were saying: ‘best ever’, ‘so deep’, and my favorite, ‘my pussy is your pussy, anything, anytime, anywhere’. I think you were cumming pretty hard during that one.”“Honestly, I just say stuff. It just comes out. A lot of times I don’t even remember what I said.”“So those things aren’t true?” I asked with another, smaller, bubble of hope in my chest.“No babe,” she replied brutally, “I say stuff like that all the time when I’m at his place. I’m just saying the things he already knows though. The other night when I went to the grocery store? Jake texted me that he needed it quick and dirty. I was saving that story as a surprise for later, depending on how tonight went.”I needed to reset the conversation before the gut punches got to me so after a little recovery I said, “I can see why you like him so much, sexually anyway. You wouldn’t need him if I could do that for you. Really, that’s what this has been all about from the beginning for me. You getting all the experiences and pleasures you deserve.”“That’s so sweet baby,” she said reaching up for a kiss that grew into a languid tongue wrestle. To my chagrin her mouth tasted of sex; hers, his, theirs. Traitoriously, my cock twitched and started filling.“You didn’t brush…after. Did you?”“No babe. You said you wanted me the way I am with him. He cums where he wants. The second time was in my mouth. The first was inside me and this last time was on me, here” she said pointing to the cleft between her breasts then all around the rest of her chest, “and here. He kisses me after I’ve taken him in my mouth so…”Of course I then put two and two together. The ‘addition’ was the sticky and drying crust of his cum. I had felt and dismissed it when I fondled her earlier. Now I could feel it on my side where her breasts were pressed into me.“I want you, now, please, slide over me, on top, stay with me,” I pleaded desperately, attempting to roll her up onto me.“Oh babe, I’m sorry. I really am. The deal was, you wanted tonight here to be just like when I’m at his house. That’s how I got him to agree to this, you know that. If I was there I wouldn’t be with you, now would I?” she added rhetorically and relentlessly.“You’re not done? God he’s cum three times already. How many…? Nevermind don’t answer that.”She slid her hand down and found my now stiff phallus. I need to change my nickname for it to ‘Benedict’. “Mmmmmm, what have we here. I’ll never understand why me doing these things drives you so crazy. I just thank my lucky stars that it does,” she added with a giggle and a squeeze on the head of my sensitive cock.“Have you been jerking off listening to us in there?” she continued, adding a stroke to her manipulation.I hissed, “Yessss, that’s so g…OH!” she cut me off with a slippery tweak of my glans between her thumb and forefinger.“Have you cum yet?”“Once,” I said with labored breath, “I was trying to edge myself but it got to where I couldn’t touch myself once you got going though because I would have cum. I did eventually though, touch it, I couldn’t help myself when you came that last time screaming your head off. I came with a single stroke. That’s never happened to me before.”“Oooo, that’s the sexiest thing I think I’ve ever heard, baby,” she said with a smile in her voice.“Yeah, well, ditto,” I countered.“Touchè.”“Are you going to cum again? For me?”“Shit! If you keep that up I will. Oh man!”To my horror she immediately took her hand away leaving me high and dry, hips thrusting against air. “Wait, hold on if you can. I want you to save up a big one that I can have when he leaves. Please baby? Edge some more but try not to cum. I want it all.”I groaned, too loudly, in frustration. She said, “I better go. He’ll be upset if he wakes up and I’m not there. If he is I know how to make him not upset” she said with an evil smile. “I love you. I don’t know why you like this stuff but I’m glad you do.”She gave me a peck on the lips that I pulled into more for a few seconds but she pulled away and out of reach as I lifted a hand toward her breast again. “Nuh, uh, bad boy. Not yours. Not until later. Tomorrow, I promise.” At the door she paused in thought. Clearly conflicted she eventually turned back and whispered, “If you can promise to be absolutely silent, I’ll leave the door cracked enough for you to watch a little. If you want to. Just wait until we get going again before you come, ok?”I nodded, light headed and giddy at the thought. I didn’t hear her move back to the guest bedroom. She clicked off the night light we keep plugged into a hallway socket in the hall. It was the light that had silhouetted her earlier and would, in turn silhouette me if she hadn’t. A short time later I heard the soft rumble of his voice. It was clearer than before I thought. Then I heard movement on the bed, a groan from him and a pleased murmur from her. Then there was only sound so slight it could have been imagined. I crept to my bedroom door and listened intently again. The guest room was to my right only a couple of paces away but because the knob was closer to me than the hinges and the usual light had been extinguished, it was difficult to tell if the door was cracked.I moved down the hall against the wall opposite their door, hugging the wall because that was the best way to avoid squeaking the hardwood floorboards. My heart skipped a beat when I saw that the door was indeed open about two inches.I gingerly stepped across, my erection pointing the way, as true as a compass seeking north. Our bed was in full view with my eye six inches from the opening, the closest I could stand comfortably with my erection. What I saw made me ache with desire and jealousy.Ashley’s upper body was lying across Jake’s abdomen facing the foot of my king size bed and me at the door. She was bobbing and slobbering on what couldn’t have been, but appeared to be a doorknob sized cock head. Her hand was glistening in the half light wrapped and twisting not quite all the way around the top third? quarter? of an incredibly long and thick shaft. All I know is that there was a L—O—T of dick not receiving attention. His legs were spread apart allowing her access to his nutsack hanging with a pair of egg sized testicles. Her other hand was tugging, stroking, and rolling them. She actually had to switch back and forth between them because the pair was more than a handful for her.The tube that had already delivered three loads of cum to my wife drew a thick line back up to my girl’s overstuffed mouth. I couldn’t help but think about how she could easily take my entire cock down to the root and, like a free diver, stay for an interminable amount of time. She was taking gasping breaths and diving onto this monster but only getting and inch or two past the crown, it was just too thick, and she couldn’t stay long without gagging.Ashley must have sensed my presence or was just checking periodically. She glanced up and looked right at the cracked door, pulled her mouth off his knob end, then smiled and winked at me. At the same time the hand near the top of his cock sped up and included his head with an audible ‘schlock, schlock, schlock’. Her other hand reached under his sack and closed, lifting and presenting the orbs veiled by the now taut, shiny, and hairless sack. She adjusted her body and his shaft so she could reach them with her mouth then proceeded to slather a glistening layer of saliva to each in turn. Jake moaned and lifted his pelvis in response.Again I was drawn into my memory. My wife had never done this for me but a college girlfriend had. I could vividly recall not only the intense pleasure but also the feeling of vulnerability at having a testicle pulled away from my body into the warm but undeniably toothy mouth of a lover. I felt a vicarious tug in my own groin in that moment.After spending only a minute or so on Jake’s balls Ashley apparently decided it was showtime. She lifted off him, gathered her feet under herself and stood on the bed. Facing me she stepped one leg over his hips and began to squat. He accommodated her intentions by holding his pike perpendicular to his pelvis until she could reach it. I thought it looked big before but him pressing it down like that really showed off what my wife was in for.Ashley surprised and disappointed both him and me by not placing the head at her opening. Instead she let it slip up her front then held it against her belly with a spit slickened palm and settled her butt onto his groin. I had no doubt she did this for me. Pressed against her like that it was easy to see how impossibly far he would be inside her if she took it all. She looked up and gave me a ‘cat that got the cream’ smile.Still on the balls of her feet she used her hours of gym leg work to lift just enough to allow him to slip past her pubic bone then settle and socket the head into the notch of her opening. Hesitating only a moment because she had nothing to hold onto or support herself she dropped her weight on his column of flesh. At first he didn’t enter her but after an excruciatingly sexy gyration of her hips he popped inside and her body dropped the four or five inches she needed to brace her hands on his thighs. She let out a loud gasp and stiffened. She paused, partially impaled, to gather herself but I noticed she didn’t retreat one centimeter.She looked over her shoulder and said to him with a nervous laugh, “You’d think I’d be used to it by now but that part gets me every time. It’s like I forget how big you are when you’re not inside me. God you feel so good.”What struck me was that he was inside her to the full depth I was capable of giving her. The two biggest differences were that she was struggling with his girth, something she had never had trouble with me, and there were a handful of inches qued up and ready to fill her much deeper recesses.She glanced at me to confirm I was still there. Then she shifted her weight to her arms, beautifully squeezing her breasts together in the process, and started bouncing and rolling her hips taking more and more of him until her pussy bumped his pubic bone. Looking extremely satisfied she sat up tall, in the same position she had been in when his cock was pressed to her tummy. Because of that little demonstration I knew exactly how far inside her he was and wondered again how it was even possible.Leaning forward she began slapping her ass up and down on him, treating him to what was probably an amazing view of the action. I watched as her face immediately began to contort with the pleasure. I knew from that look, an orgasm was already building. Her steady rhythm faltered for three or four strokes before a shattering orgasm broke over her.Her legs began quaking, opening, and closing as her muscles were wracked into rigidity. She fiercely gripped his thighs which, I was sure would leave ten little marks in his skin. When she stopped moving he grabbed her waist to steady her and began a ball jostling fast fuck up into her pussy intensifying her already huge orgasm. She threw herself backward as a scream ripped out of her chest for several long seconds until he finally relented and she went limp against his chest. In those brief moments that her legs were splayed wide and her torso back I could clearly see that the girth of his cock pulled her clit down to drag along the top of his shaft on the in stroke. She had described to me several times before but I had found it difficult to believe.Once she calmed a little he sprung into action. He pushed her forward and off, flat on her chest. He tucked his legs so he could kneel behind her, then pulled her ass up high. Once she was positioned to his liking he proceeded to pound her silly until he extracted yet another impressive orgasm from her.He repeated that routine through missionary and then him standing and her bent over the side of the bed. He actually fucked her so hard she scooted across the bed a little with each popping thrust. Ashley ended up with her hands on the floor supporting her upper body upside down. Her down-side up was pointed almost straight up and high supported by his hands hooked on her hip bones. Jake was on his feet on the bed fucking down into her at this point as he pulled her up onto his shaft.He was extracting an orgasm from her every few minutes like a pump action shotgun; rack a shell, boom, change target, rack rack, boom, rack rack, boom. All the while she said the hardest things to hear: all the promises, all the hyperbole, all the clenched screams of unrelenting pleasure. It was impressive and humbling to say the least. I never touched my hardest hard on ever for fear of coming to orgasm and losing my drive to witness the debauchery playing out in front of me. At some point I had begun to thrust my hips and clench my pelvic muscles one for every two of his thrusts. This set up a pulsing dull pleasure to bloom from my genitals through my abdomen and eventually out to my thighs and chest. It was unlike anything I had ever experienced, warm and consuming.In what proved to be the final act, she made him stop and lay on his back, just like when she first mounted up only this time she climbed on facing him. After guiding him back inside she leaned forward, pressing her chest to his, presenting me with the view similar to what he had earlier. Even with all the position changes this was the first good view I had of the point where they were joined. I almost couldn’t believe my eyes.Even after all the fucking she was still stretched tight around him. On the in stroke her thick outer lips would contract pulling inward, riding the contours of his shaft. Everything seem to suck in and I’m positive her clit was pulled down to drag along the top of his shaft like I had seen earlier. On the out stroke everything reversed. Her insides were pulled out and stretched paper thin, clinging and sucking on his cock, refusing to release the well greased pole.At first she writhed and undulated, fucking him. But as her pleasure rose she began a mantra of whispered exhortation directly into his ear. He gradually took over until he had her clenched in his arms and his cock was a blur, fucking up into her. His large testicles at first were hanging and flopping below his cock but as he took control I watched as they drew up and stopped bouncing as much then drew up to tight orbs on either side of the thick cannon of muscle between his legs below the base of his shaft.Finally his rhythm stuttered and faltered as his groans became a keening wail. Ashley retook control of the joining and proceeded to drive them both to a final muscle clenching simultaneous cumming. The final moment became apparent when he grabbed her ass and drove his entire length up into her as far as he possibly could go. It looked like he was trying to insert his entire body into her stretched beyond capacity opening. Then the pulsing clench of the muscle between his legs began pumping semen deep deep inside my wife. I remember thinking that after three rounds there couldn’t be much left but I was wrong. After nearly a minute of visible pulses a ring of extra pearly fluid formed around the edge of where they were joined and formed into drops then streams of cum that dropped down onto his balls and then the matress.That was it for me. My thrusting had continued throughout and the blooming warmth had grown to a consuming fire focused at the tip of my cock. With a final thrust into air I held and clenched and finally blasted a stream of cum that hit my bedroom door with and audible thunk, then a second, then a third. The blasts were so powerful I was surprised the door wasn’t forced open a bit more. I’m sure I made sound but the rushing of blood in my ears prevented me from acknowledging it. Apparently her constant whispers into his ears and his heaving breath covered my moment of indiscretion from theirs.After a long couple of minutes I snuck back to the guest room. I didn’t dare attempt to clean my mess for fear of revealing my presence and ruining the amazing thing she had going.I finally slept after that but was awakened at dawn to the murmurs and squeaks of a more leisurely lovemaking session. Because their door had remained cracked and mine open I could hear more clearly but did not rise to watch. I laid there and languidly stroked myself listening to the gift I had given to my bride and anticipating my reunion with her soon. Wow This Is probably one of the hottest things I’ve read on the hotwife lifestyle in a while. 100% how I feel and hope my wife feels. -- source link

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