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Click here"No, no, it's fine. I didn't mean anything bad, Rich. British humour. And to put your mind at rest, I think this is good too. And it definitely works for me too."
Zoe smiled. Rich looked relieved and started pumping harder again.
"Right, let's do this, cowboy. You go as hard and fast as you need to. Let's go!"
Rich immediately upped the pace and forcefulness of his thrusting. Zoe made a deep animal sound. My cock reflexively engorged and started to straighten again in response to that sound.
"Fucking hell!" she gasped at Rich, "You really go for it, don't you!"
"Yes," said Rich. "This is good. This works for me."
Zoe smiled briefly. Then her head fell back, her eyes closed, and her mouth fell open. She held tightly to the sofa.
The two of them were locked in this most heated of intimate acts for about thirty minutes. I heard Zoe orgasm multiple times. She was also doing a lot of shouting and swearing and digging her fingers into the sofa.
Rich's hard, muscular glutes and thighs pumped his thick, hard, dick tirelessly into my wife while his strong arms held her legs to him. Zoe, meanwhile, was the epitome of a beautiful woman in the throes of sexual abandonment. Smooth glistening skin, alluring curves rocking and pushing, swaying hair, mouth panting, deep animal sounds alternating with soft gasps and almost musical exclamations of pleasure.
At one point Zoe signalled to me to bring her one of the large cushions. I took a cushion to her.
Zoe stopped fucking Rich and took Rich's member in one hand, and my cock in the other. She placed her mouth over my erection and licked and sucked my tip, while simultaneously working Rich's cock with her hand. After a while Zoe moved her mouth over Rich's cock and worked mine with her hand. She alternated several times between the two erect penises that stood at full mast in front of her face, tenderly sucking one while lovingly massaging the other.
Eventually I stepped back so that the fucking could recommence.
Zoe slid the cushion under her backside so that she was now presenting her pussy to Rich at a raised angle. She then wrapped her legs around Rich's back and used them to pull him close.
I watched my wife's glistening vagina lips receive and engulf Rich's rigid, long, tool.
I realised that I found watching my wife being sexually used and pleasured by this handsome, athletic stranger to be arousing. Her abandonment in the primitive animal lust that had engulfed the two of them had me aching to be the one pleasuring her, but I was also aroused by being able to marvel at, and enjoy, her sexual excitement as her very turned-on lover. My cock was straining and aching to be back inside my wife. And the thing was that I knew that it would be. There was a strange kind of intimacy about the situation because I knew that this was my wife, my partner, and my lover, and that we would be able to share in one another's pleasures for all of our lives. Including this moment.
Eventually, Zoe gasped "Water!" to me.
I went out to the kitchen. When I walked back in with a tumbler of water, Zoe was in the throes of another orgasm, this time squirting over Rich. Shortly afterwards, Rich reached his peak. He made a low, growling sound and the force of his final thrust almost sent Zoe flying backwards. He then stood with his hips forward, dick buried deep inside my wife, head back, making a sound that was both a victory cry and a release.
Zoe rested, looking shell-shocked, red-faced, and gasping. She fell onto her back and let her feet drop to the floor.
I handed Zoe the tumbler. She sat up and downed the water in one.
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After we had showered, dressed, and said our goodbyes, Rich headed off. The light streaming in through the windows now had a reddish orange glow.
Zoe stood in front of me, held my face, kissed my lips. Her face had a magical aura and beauty in the sunset's warm colours. She placed her arms around me and rested her head on my shoulder. I heard Zoe exhale loudly and slowly.
"Once a week for three months, you say?"
"I believe so," I replied.
"Christ alive."
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- COMMENTS
Anonymous12 months agoI loved this. Thanks for including the real conversations around consent and having the wife ask for what she wants in the moment. I found that empowering and sexy as usually the wife gets no say and is just used. This seemed more realistic and also more enjoyable
26thNC12 months agoCucks share, whores get shared. Even an anonymous bitch should know the difference between 26th and 27.
Anonymous12 months agoWhen Rich finally leaves there is no way she would be content with just Ross. He is carrying out Russian roulette with his marriage and open marriages seldom survive.
DenaliFX12 months agoExtremely erotic story, one that should arouse all voyeurs and all lovers of women in general. Whay have you written only twice in 6 years? We need you in print!
Witton12 months agoI thought it was brilliantly written - just about the best in a technical sense (pacing, dialogue, plot construction) of any three way I’ve read here. The usual set of naysayers appeared with their usual irrelevant comments.
I dislike the usual wife watching story - but this one with the wife’s taking ownership of her part … loved it. In the real world this doesn’t happen - that’s why it’s called “fiction”
EastCoaster112 months agoWhile this isn't something I would agree to do - or have happen - the story WAS well-written and very hot in the description.
From that point, it was a good tale.
4 stars, but my question is WHY would they both agree to this ?
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Anonymous12 months agoHope that she enjoys her "divorce experience". Who would risk their life staying married to a slut?
Anonymous12 months agoThe idea of one friend helping out another’s partner sexually is a something that probably happens more than you might think. Back in school my girlfriend came to me with a proposition. She said that her best friend, Bridgette, was a virgin but didn’t have a boyfriend and wanted to lose her virginity. Apparently Bridgette felt that if she did meet someone, that in order to keep his interest she needed to be well versed in sex. Bridgette wasn’t the most attractive girl, maybe 5’-2” tall, and tiny. She wore glasses and always dressed in baggy clothes. You know the type, kind of invisible to everyone else. But the idea of sex with another girl and a virgin to boot made me say yes. When I saw her naked I was glad I said yes. She had a sweet little body and her tits were probably large C cups, but as small as she was they looked huge on her. My girlfriend had helped her shave and that sweet little bare pussy was begging to be sucked and fucked. I took it slow the first time and she held me so tight as I slipped inside of her. After that night my girlfriend would invite her along with us and many nights the three of us would end the night in bed. My girl even started to enjoy going down on her. When we moved into our own apartment, Bridgette would stop over from time to time and we would all go out to dinner and then spend the rest of the night in bed. My girl and I lasted about another year or so and I figured that would be the end of getting to fuck Bridgette. About four years after that I was playing on a sand volleyball team and low and behold across the net from me was Bridgette. She had a new hairstyle and must have gotten contacts. We caught up after the game and she said she would love to hang out sometime. I asked her out the next Friday. During the date she confessed that she had been with a couple of other men but that after that very first time with me she felt no one could compare. We’ve been married ten year so far. Of course when people ask how we met, we look at each other and laugh and just say we met through a mutual friend.
