Lena's Hubby Watches Her Fuck Lover

"We all know why I'm here tonight, don't we?" he said looking directly at Jack, as he reached up to cup her breasts. He pressed his thick cock against her ass cheeks, reminding everyone once again why he was here. "Why don't we show your husband why I'm here tonight?"

She grew increasingly aware of Jack's presence. Seeing him observe from afar, Lena felt a strange mixture of embarrassment and exhilaration. The heat of shame burned in her face but she also couldn't help but feel excited as Brian continued to take liberties with her body.

Her husband stood nearby, watching their every move. Brian continued fondling her breasts and whispered huskily in her ear, "Tell your husband what you want. Tell him how much you need this."

Jack stood silently as he watched Brian have his way with his wife. Not fifteen minutes after arriving, Brian had already partially undressed his wife and his hands were massaging her almost naked breasts.

All in front of him.

Brian, masterfully manipulative, teasingly lifted Lena onto the countertop near the sink, facing away from Jack. With calculated precision, he opened her legs which caused the tight dress to ride up to her waist, exposing her panty covered pussy.

He lifted her left leg, casually moved her panty aside and inserted his middle finger into her wet cunt. His forceful intrusion and the brazenness of his action made Lena moan loudly.

And, Lena couldn't resist, despite acutely aware Jack standing not far away. All she was focused on was the sensation of the digit in her pussy aggressively probing her inner walls. She clenched her teeth, biting her lip to suppress her urge to orgasm... already!

Without warning, he slid another finger deep into her wet hole, stroking her inner walls rhythmically. Loud moans escaped her lips involuntarily, creating a symphony of sound in the otherwise silent kitchen.

Jack found himself unable to look away. As his wife was facing away from him, he couldn't see Brian's intrusion or Lena's face. All he could witness was Lena rolling her head back, her lustrous hair hanging just above the kitchen countertop and her moaning loudly to the ministrations of her lover.

He felt his cock becoming harder inside his trousers, with the pressure intensifying within him. He noticed Lena's legs trembling, showing clear signs of an impending orgasm. The sight drove him mad. He wanted nothing more than to join in, and take part in pleasuring Lena. But at the same time, he couldn't bear the idea of doing anything without permission. Lena was quite clear - he was to watch only, not participate.

At last, feeling her release building to a crescendo, Brian, grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. He then ram his fingers deep into her wet cunt and furiously rubbed her G spot. Lena responded with loud moans as she came hard.

"Ohhhh. Fuck. Ooooh, I'm cummming!" Lena cried out loud as she orgasmed.

Finally, he let go of her hair. Leaning in, he whispered in her ear, loud enough so that Jack could hear, "You're such as hot fucking slut. I haven't even taken my cock out. Your husband must be so jealous right now, watching you cum with just my fingers."

The words stung like a whip, striking straight at the heart of Jack's insecurities. He knew perfectly well that Brian was right -- there was nothing he could offer Lena compared to what Brian possessed. The unfortunate truth was that he always envied Brian for possessing such masculinity, strength, and virility that seemed to captivate women like moths drawn to flame. It had been difficult enough accepting his own flaws, but now seeing Lena's orgasm...

Lena turned around and saw the look of longing in Jack's eyes. There was no mistaking the hunger that consumed him as he studied her face still glowing from Brian's recent ministrations. Here was a man who just watched his beautiful wife get finger fucked to orgasm in front of him. It was a man who wanted to be the one to please and pleasure his wife, but by her insistence, would only be a voyeur tonight, not a participant. It was a man who knew before the night is over, his beautiful wife would have many more orgasms like this one, but none from him.

Despite the awkwardness of the situation, Lena managed to serve dinner, placing plates of food and wine in front of everyone. She tried to ignore the burning gaze fixed upon her from both her husband and her lover as she sat down to enjoy the meal.

Dinner progressed uneasily. It was punctuated by moments of forced conversation and lingering silences. Lena and Brian talked occasionally throughout dinner, but the two of them often ignored Jack. Each bite of food brought forth images of what happened moments ago. Lena remembered how Brian had skilfully used his fingers and manipulated her to cum his fingers. A few times, she glanced at her husband, but she quickly averted her gaze when Jack looked back. Lena couldn't forget the image of her husband observing her before.

After dinner concluded, the three of them moved into the living room. Lena and Brian decide to sit on the couch together, whilst Jack sat opposite them across the room. Despite Jack's attempts to act naturally, he couldn't escape the obvious weight of the tension in the air.

Brian reached forward, his hand resting on Lena's knee. He started talking about his experiences with other women, telling stories of how they might seem pure and innocent on the outside, most eventually craved sex when unrestrained. Meanwhile, Jack listened attentively, drinking in every word spoken.

"There was Jennifer. You know Jennifer, the beautiful blonde from work right, Jack? I have been fucking her on my desk after everyone has left. She has the best tits. Can you imagine seeing her on my table, with her legs spread and her tits bouncing, as I fuck her?"

Brian paused, taking a sip of his wine before continuing. "And then there was Ashley. The beautiful brunette from accounting. I remember the first time we met, she seemed so prim and proper. But once she got to know me, she couldn't get enough. We used to meet in the storage closet during lunch breaks. She would beg me to fuck her hard, to make her feel alive. I'd fuck her standing doggy. She loves getting it from behind. In that way, she's just like your wife."

Lena shivered at the memory. There was again that feeling of arousal and shame. She glanced over at Jack, who looked like he was about to explode with jealousy or lust. She saw him shift uncomfortably in his seat. She guessed his cock was probably rock hard, as Brian casually mentioned her favourite position. She wanted to reach out to him, to make him feel better, but she knew that was not part of the plan tonight.

Jack could sense that Brian was gradually steering the discussion toward Lena's desires, hoping to bring up the topic of their current arrangement.

He shifted nervously in his seat, as he watched Brian's hand traveled higher up Lena's thigh. His fingers pushed the hem of her dress up, and eventually brushed against her outer labia suggestively. Brian's voice dropped low as he continued sharing intimate details, this time drawing parallels between the various women he had encountered before.

Jack's breath quickened, his heart racing faster. From his seat, he could see Lena's panties, where Brian gently rubbed. It had developed a wet stain, a sign of her arousal. He felt an immense pressure building up inside him, growing stronger with each passing moment. He knew that Brian was building up to a moment he could violate his wife again.

Confidently, Brian stood up and offered her his hand which she took.

"For example, Lena, let me demonstrate to you how similar you are to other women I've been with. Stand up and face your husband," he said.

Obeying instinctively, Lena rose to her feet and faced Jack. Her body language radiated a mix of submission and determination. Brian stepped behind her, holding her firmly by the wrist while running his free hand along her hip, then down her leg, up her sides and finally resting on her breast.

Lena leaned back on him, submitting herself entirely to Brian's guidance. Underneath his palms, he felt the warmth emanating from her skin, her soft curves responding eagerly to his caress. Throughout the entire process, Jack remained seated motionless, fixated on the scene unfolding before him.

With deliberate intent, slowly but surely Brian reached under her dress with both hands and hooked his fingers around the sides of her panties.

He began to draw them off delicately, pulling them down beyond the hem of her dress, then past her knees. Her dress continued to cover her modesty, her pussy hidden by the thin fabric of her dress. So apart from her panties now resting on the floor around her ankles and stilettos, nobody would know she had nothing on underneath.

Lena glanced embarrassingly towards Jack who was unable looked away.

Brian continued, "All women crave two things. Your wife is no different. The first is they desire to be controlled and dominated. Lena, let's demonstrate for Jack. Why don't you bend forward and spread your legs a bit."

Brian suggested, and she did as instructed, arching her back gracefully and letting her dress ride up behind, offering Brian a view of her bare ass. With the bending motion, she was now closer to Jack and she could feel his breath near her face.

"Finger yourself," Brian continued directing Lena, encouraging her to touch herself. Lena obediently followed his command. She guided her hand to her pussy and rub circles around around her clitoris.

It didn't take her long before she started moaning at her own stimulation.

"Lena. She's a loyal and devoted wife, wouldn't you say, Jack?? Yet, here she is being controlled and dominated by me. She's bent over and she's finger fucking herself. All because I asked her to. Like other women, she loves being controlled and dominated, by a man, like me." Brian declared.

"The second thing all women crave for is a big cock," Brian pressed on. He pressed his body against hers and snaked his hands around her body. Gently, he cupped her breasts and squeezed the nipples. "You're such a dirty girl, Lena. You want me to take you, don't you? Tell your husband."

Lena moaned as she felt the heat of his body against hers. She could feel her arousal rising from his fingers on her nipples and her own inside her pussy.

"Yes, Brian," she breathed, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. "I want you to fuck me. In front of Jack."

Seeing her vulnerable state, Brian decided it was time to take things further. He unbuckled his pants, dropped his briefs and took out his cock. Positioning his rock-hard erection at her entrance, he pressed lightly against her, causing her to gasp.

"Tell your husband why," he asked.

Lena looked into her husband's eyes, feeling shame and desire. She swallowed before speaking, but her voice trembled as she said the words both men desired her to say. "Because you have a big cock, Brian. I... I want you to fuck me because your cock is so big. So much bigger than Jack's. I want to fuck your cock tonight, not his."

Brian smirked, his gaze flickering between Jack and Lena. "What did I tell you? All women crave these two things. They want to be controlled and they want a big cock to fuck."

With a swift thrust, he pushed himself into her wetness, stretching her opening.

Lena closed her eyes and allowed herself to be taken. She surrendered herself utterly to the powerful feelings coursing through her body. The intense sensation of being owned by another person washed over her, driving her wild with ecstasy.

In one smooth movement, Brian pulled almost all the way out of her before plunging back in forcefully. His powerfully thick length seemed to fill her insides completely. He repeated several times, each time taking his cock entirely out before ramming it back in, as if to emphasise just how big it was.

On each entry, he met resistance as Lena's internal passage stretched wider and wider to accommodate his size. This sent waves of pleasure surging through her nerves. She relished in the discomfort of her tightening channel wrapping itself ever so hungrily around Brian's massive tool.

The force of the fucking from behind was rocking her back and forth. To steady herself, Lena placed both her arms on Jack's shoulders who sat in front of her, watching as his wife was taken by another man. Her face was only inches from her husband's and she could not disguise the pleasure she was feeling from her expression.

Jack could see that Lena was being well fucked. From his vantage, and with her dress still fully on, he could not see Brian's cock or her pussy as he fucked her from behind. However, with the deliberate forward and backward motion, he could easily tell Brian had a big cock. Even though he hadn't seen it, the sounds and movements were quite telling.

"Tell your husband how my cock feels," Brian demanded.

Lena looked at Jack, her face flushed and her eyes pleading. She bit her lip, trying to find the words that Brian had asked her to say. Finally, she mustered up the courage and spoke, her voice shaking with emotion. "It feels... incredible, Jack. Brian's cock... it's so big inside me. Jack, I love you, but I love Brian's cock."

"Tell your husband why," Brian demanded, again.

As Brian thrust deeply inside her from behind, she said to her husband, "Because... because his cock is so much bigger than yours, Jack. It's longer. It's thicker. It just feels so good. It fills me up in a way that you never could."

Brian pounded her harder, reaching depths Jack hadn't ever ventured with his smaller cock. Lena heard Jack groan involuntarily. Desperate for release, she found herself pushing back on Brian's cock, in rhythm to his trusts.

"His cock is so big," Lena moaned, her comment directed at her husband.

Jack's erect cock strained painfully within his pants, pressing tightly against the fabric. This unbridled passion threatened to consume Jack as he watched his wife ravaged by Brian. Unable to control himself any more, he unzipped his pants, reached inside and took out his cock.

Instinctively, Lena grabbed his cock and started stroking it.

Unintentionally, she stroked it hard and fast, mirroring the fervour of Brian's attack behind her. Experiencing her slender hand move deftly up and down his shaft took him right to the edge. It was truly erotic knowing his wife was being fucked by her lover whilst she stroked his cock.

Hearing Lena murmur endearments like "oh my god", "so good", "yes baby", inflamed Jack's lust even more. It seemed his wife's excitement was contagious. Soon enough, her excitement reached another climatic moment.

"Brian, your cock feels so good! I'm about to cum..." Lena cried out loudly, clearly about to cum.

Her moans filled the room, as she orgasmed. Brian continued fucking her hard through it, so hard that one of her stiletto heel broke at the joint. Trembling, her legs weak and unsteady, she started to collapse on to the floor. Instinctively she took her hand off her husband's cock and grabbed his shoulder to steady herself.

Jack reached up to hug his wife as she trembled through the orgasm caused by another man's cock. His lips moved towards hers, attempting to share some kind of connection amidst the taboo nature of her climax. Their lips met, kiss deepened, then turned fierce and passionate.

Through out the entire event, Lena was fully clothed, other than her panties, now discarded on the floor somewhere. Her dress was low cut from the top, so Jack had a good view of the insides of her breasts swaying to the fucking motion. One of her heels lay broken from the force of the fucking.

In all that time, he had not seen her pussy or Jack's member.

But despite the lack of visual confirmation, he was acutely aware of what was happening beneath the thin fabric of her dress. He was witnessing a display of raw unfiltered passion he had not experienced with Lena before. The fact that his wife - someone whom he loved deeply - was experiencing such intense pleasure from another man's cock, consumed his emotions.

When things finally settled and Lena came down from her high, she turned around and sat on her husband's lap, his hard cock sandwiched between them, on the crack of her ass. The contact made his cock throb. Jack held her close, possessively, feeling her tremble subside after her climax.

The both looked up, and noticed Brian was still in the room, his erection on full display for the very first time. Lena observed her husband's gaze drift to his friend's crotch.

She whispered sexily, "Look at that monster," indicating Brian's cock.

"No wonder I'm exhausted. Can you blame a girl for cumming this hard after being fucked by that thing?" Turning her head, she looked straight into Jack's eyes. There was no trace of remorse or malice in her face.

She reached up and tenderly kissed her husband.

"Don't be jealous. I still love you," she said with a cheeky smile, "But you can see why I love Brian's cock more than yours, babe."

Her voice echoed throughout the house, leaving Jack speechless. His wife had just orgasmed on her lover's cock and she had just admitted in front of both of them that she loved her lover's dick more than his. But the thing that hit him most wasn't her choice, it was how matter-of-fact she delivered the statement.

"That's the cock that just fucked your wife," she said, as she took off her broken stilettos. She stood up gracefully, reaching for Brian's member with her right hand. Her fingers lightly brushed the tip, before wrapping around the thick shaft. Slowly and deliberately, she ran her hand along the entire length of the engorged cock to its base.

"You should probably thank Brian for taking care of me," Lena teased.

She stroked the cock slowly - up and down, up and down, as if to emphasise its length. With her other hand, she reached out to tease the cock head by running her finger gently across the sensitive slit. Watching her with rapt fascination, Jack couldn't help but get aroused by seeing her expertly manipulate another man's tool.

Lena then, with two hands, grasped Brian's big cock.

She wrapped her fingers around it, giving Jack a clear sense of how large it truly was. Her two hands encircled part of it, leaving the rest protruding proudly from her grip. Seeing this, Jack realised just how vast the difference in size was compared to his own small cock. Normally, when she grasps his cock, with just one hand, only the tiny cock head remained.

"Can you see just how big Brian's cock is?" she purred, as she continued to pump her lover's shaft. "Jack, that's the cock that just fucked your wife."

With a devilish smile, she demanded of her husband, "Stand up, honey."

Feeling embarrassed, but sensing he should obey, Jack rose to stand beside her. Nervously, he adjusted his position to match hers. His cock had remained hard from her previous attention and stood alertly erect.

"Oh, look at that," Lena said with a wicked grin. "Jack, your cock is as hard as I've ever seen it. You must be really enjoying the show." She turned back to Brian and gave his cock another tug.. Then, with a slow, deliberate movement, she reached out with one hand and took hold of Jack's cock.

As Jack felt his wife's firm grip envelop his organ, he tried to keep his composure while watching Brian's huge erection in her other hand. Lena measured the lengths by bringing the two cocks opposite each other, highlighting clearly the stark contrast between the two. Jack's cock reached about half way and looked thinner than his friend's.

Lena looked up into her husband's eyes. "Look how much bigger Brian's cock is compared to yours, honey. He is clearly twice as long as you, and thicker too," she stated, stroking both cocks simultaneously.