Angst. That’s truly the only way I can describe the feeling. The feeling that consumed me when I watched my wife give herself to another man. Of course, I wanted it; I set it up; I orchestrated it. So I couldn’t be mad. But it was intense all the same.
Ella had taken to it much easier and with much more enthusiasm than I ever imagined she might. This also tortured me, but thrilled me at the same time. The thought that she had wanted this all along…the fact that she enjoyed Steve’s cock as much as she did…that she encouraged him to cum inside her, when we hadn’t even discussed such boundaries. It was all so crazy! What am I even doing?
The next morning was surreal. I woke early (I’m an early riser by nature), and recalled last night’s festivities immediately. The high of it all had tapered off and I was left with pangs of jealousy, regret, anguish. Ella was still soundly asleep, and I didn’t want to wake her. I imagine she needed the rest after our wild night. During the night, the blanket had slid down her body, and I could see the soft curve of her ass. God she was beautiful. And sexy. Achingly sexy.
I slid out of bed and headed to the kitchen to start a pot of coffee.
“Hey man”, Steve’s voice startled me, making me almost jump. He was seated comfortably at the table, coffee cup already in hand.
“Hope you don’t mind that I helped myself”, he said with a lopsided grin. I did mind, a little bit. He seemed to just help himself to everything in my house, and I can’t recall him asking for anything to be honest. But he was my guest, and I suppose I could let it slide.
“No worries dude, mi casa su casa”, I said, my back to him. I poured myself a cup, leisurely stirring in some sugar. I think we both realized the irony of what I said, and the uncomfortable silence hung in the room. Just the clinking of the spoon stirring in the sugar. I might as well have added “my wife your wife”. After all, she still had his cum deep inside her as we spoke.
I pulled up a chair and joined Steve at the table, gingerly sipping the hot coffee.
“So…are we good?” Steve asked tentatively, obviously picking up on the mood. I wasn’t even sure what had happened last night, so I didn’t know how the answer that. But I did my best to play it cool, and I didn’t want him feeling shitty either.
“Yea, we’re good man”, I laughed, trying to lighten the mood. “It’s just the first time we’ve done anything like this, ya know? Hard to believe it even happened”.
“Yea, no shit, same here”, Steve echoed. “I certainly haven’t done this before.”
We sipped our coffee in relative silence for the next few minutes. I flipped the television on so it wouldn’t be as uncomfortable.
“Hey you two”, a sleepy, sexy voice said from behind me. Ella was awake. Me heart quickened as she approached.
“Any coffee left for me?” She was like the walking dead. I imagine her whole body was sore after the marathon fuck session from last night and well into the morning. She was going on maybe 4 hours sleep.
I turned to see her pouring a cup, and noticed she was only wearing a t shirt and her panties from last night. Another pang of jealousy hit me as I realized the level of comfort she already had with Steve. In our home. In our bed. I glanced back to Steve, and caught him staring at her ass, framed perfectly by the thong panties she was sporting. He was mesmerized by her, watching as she swayed side to side, obviously knowing we were both staring. He jerked when he realized he was caught, quickly looking back to his coffee.
Ella came to me, holding her cup with both hands. “Morning baby” she greeted me with a light kiss and a flirty smile. Then she walked over to Steve with an exaggerated sway of her hips. I was getting hard just watching her sweet little ass move in those panties. My hard on was also fueled by how flirty she was being with Steve.
“And good morning to you too stud”, she giggled at him, leaning in and giving him the same peck on the lips that she gave me. Except that along with it, she slyly slid her hand to his crotch and gave him a light squeeze.
Steve made no effort to conceal his desire for my wife once she had entered the room. It was as if my opinion or approval simply wasn’t needed when she was around. It bothered me a little.
“Awww, no morning hard on?”, She said to him in mock disappointment, taking her hand away and plopping herself on a chair.
We sat and enjoyed our coffees for the next half hour or so, not really talking about last night’s events. Ella wanted to chat with Steve about the house he was currently building in a newly developed area in our town. I was okay with that, as I hadn’t really figured out how I felt about it. I knew it excited me, but I also knew some things bothered me more than I though they would.
I decided it would be a good time to grab a shower, as they seemed to be deep in conversation about this new house and my mind was wandering.
I felt a hundred times better after my shower. It’s amazing the jump start you can get just by standing under hot running water. I slung a towel around my waist and headed down the hall towards the bedroom, when I heard a muffled moan from the dining room. Did I just hear Ella?
I peeked into the room and was greeted by the sight of Ella in her chair, legs spread wide, and Steve deep inside her. He was standing in front of her, slowly thrusting in and out of her, much like lasts night’s lovemaking session. Coffees long forgotten on the table, they were engrossed once again in eachothers sex.
No condom. Again. She was fucking him without a single thought of protection. My dick was hard in an instant. What the fuck is wrong with me? And why does this turn me on so much. The risk was so intense.
Ella noticed me almost immediately, smiling shyly at me as Steve continued to thrust into her pussy. She mouthed “I love you” at me when we made eye contact. I smiled encouragingly at her, and mouthed it back to her. But it was short lived. She was with Steve right now, and needed to give him her attention. Ella threw her arms up around his neck, inviting him down for a kiss as they fucked. Ella moaned into his mouth as they rocked together.
I sat on the couch, feeling emotionally wrecked as I watched Steve claim my beautiful wife yet again. But I was so hot. Watching them. It was the ultimate thrill! My cock was like a steel rod in my boxers, aching to be touched. But I didn’t want to embarrass myself in front of Steve, so I refrained.
I was snapped back from my reverie by Steve’s voice announcing he was about to cum. I watched as she clung to Steve’s hips, digging her fingernails into his butt cheeks as he hammered his cock home again and again. With one last thrust into her, he buried himself deep and began to cum. Ella’s eyes shot open and she beamed at him excitedly as he spewed his sperm up her pussy, and she encouraged him with soft words as he rode out his orgasm inside her.
“Yes baby, cum. Cum.” She told him. I couldn’t believe how hot they were together. It was like they’d been fucking for years. The chemistry was unearthly!
Steve pulled out shortly after cumming. He spotted me on the couch and seemed to become self conscious all of a sudden. He headed towards the bathroom with his clothes, and when he passed, I got a quick glance of his semi hard cock, glistening with a mixture of his and Ella’s cum. Fuck.
Before I knew what was happening, Ella was on her knees in front of me, pulling my boxers down and fishing out my rock hard cock.
“Baby you’re so turned on right now” she beamed at me. She knew this excited me as much as it did her, and she was so confident. She stroked my cock up and down, knowing I was close to cumming.
“Do you wanna fuck me baby?” She asked me sexily, looking into my eyes with a mischievous grin.
“So badly. So badly. You don’t even know” I replied breathlessly.
“Mmmmm but I think I do” she told me as her hand crept down between her legs and she began to rub her pussy. “I haven’t cum yet either, and I’d really like another dick inside me”.
“Oh fuck Ella” I groaned, loving her hand on my cock and her dirty talk.
“You probably don’t want to stick your dick in me with all his cum inside me though, do you?” She asked, teasing me. “Kind of dirty eh?” Her mischievous grin told me she was up to something.
I moaned in reply to her dirty question. It tortured me knowing how easily she let him fill her with his seed. How cavalier she was about all of it. But it also turned me on more than anything I’d ever felt before.
“Do you like seeing another man cum inside your wife?” Ella was digging deep now. Bringing me closer and closer to my orgasm. I couldn’t even form words now. She was in control. “Do you want to fuck your wife with another’s man’s cum in her”?
I almost came. No! Hell no! But why did the thought of it almost put me over the edge?
She was steadily stroking my cock as he she dirty talked to me, rubbing her used pussy at the same time. What a woman! My woman.
“Spit on my cock” I urged her as she stroked. “It’s getting dry”. She had been rubbing it raw and it was starting to hurt a bit. Ella held my cock in her hand, while pursuing her lips. She was thinking something crazy. I knew her so well.
“I have a better idea”, she got close to my face as she looked into my eyes, trying to get a read on what she could get away with probably. She was pushing boundaries left and right since last night. Who knows where she was headed now.
Ella let out a breathy moan as she continued to stare into my eyes. I then realized her left hand was between her legs, her fingers buried deep inside her. She pulled her fingers slowly out of her sloppy pussy, scooping out a massive amount of Steve’s cum. It pooled in her hand as she looked down, examining his load.
“I’m still amazed at how much he can cum” she gushed. “He’s still leaking out of me too” she said, both of us staring at her crotch as strings of his cum stuck to her thighs.
Then with that mischievous grin, she placed her cum covered hand right around my cock, and began lathering my hard on with Steve’s cum! Holy fucking shit, I did not sign up for this! I was too shocked to even respond, and I think Ella knew she was pushing it. But she didn’t stop.
Ella’s hand went back to her pussy. She was clearly getting off on this. It was so dirty! And so damn wrong. Why wasn’t I stopping her?
“Ella….. what?….I..” I only managed to get out a few words. Ella looked up at me with a major cum face on. I couldn’t deny how hot this was making both of us. My cock was soaked in another man’s sperm right now and I wasn’t even getting sloppy seconds! This was the lowest of the low. Yet…I couldn’t tell her to stop. It was too fucking good!
“I was going to give you some pussy this morning, but it looks like you’re loving this baby” she teased, smiling at me deviously.
I looked down at my cock, noting the streaks of white cum running up and down as Ella’s hand stroked me slowly. The smell of his load was so strong. The whole room reeked of sex and sperm right now. She was going to make me cum. With her hand. Using Steve’s cum as lube. How was this happening?
Then Ella leaned forward and took my cock into her mouth. She placed her lips halfway down and slowly free her mouth back until she kissed the tip. She smiled slyly at me, opening her mouth and showing me the cum she had gathered off of my cock. I almost came again. My cock lurched. But I held it in yet again, because I wasn’t ready to cum just yet. Ella swallowed the cum, moaning in pleasure at his taste.
She sucked me and cleaned my cock completely over the next few minutes, and I couldn’t hold back any longer.
“I’m gonna cum” I yelled, feeling like my balls were exiting my body through my cock. Ella sealed her mouth over my dick and swallowed everything I had to give her. It was a big cum, so some of it leaked out the side of her mouth. She grinned happily at me after swallowing me load, and I felt so much love for her. This was my woman.
We both stood up, and she leaned in to kiss me. I didn’t object, since I didn’t mind the taste of my own cum. Also she had just jerked me off using another man’s sperm as lube, so nothing was going to phase me at this point. I ran my finger through her sloppy pussy lips, feeling how soaked she was with sex juices.
“Fuck you’re wet Ella” I said into her lips. I slid a finger up into her, and she inhaled sharply. I realized then she hadn’t cum yet. I felt another trickle of sperm running down my finger as I lazily fingered her little hole.
“I need a cock”, she moaned. “Fuck me Jake” she pleaded. I had just cum and I wasn’t going to be able to get hard for a few more minutes at least.
Then I had an idea.
“Why don’t you see if Steve’s up for round two” I asked while I dug two fingers deep into her womanhood.
“Ughhh, fuck” she moaned into my mouth. “Can I babe? Can I fuck him one more time?”
“Yes, of course you can” I answered her desperate plea.
“Thank you so much baby!” She beamed at me as she raced towards the room where Steve had been getting dressed.
“Uh uh” I heard her say, as the door closed partially. “I need a little more of THAT”. I assumed she meant his cock. He quickly undressed and they landed together on the bed. Our bed. In our bedroom. With the door closed.
After a few minutes of silence, while I sat on the couch, still recovering, I heard her telltale moan. He had entered her. The sounds of fucking filled the house, as they fucked towards mutual orgasms yet again.
Steve fucked her through two orgasms, Ella cumming repeatedly on his cock as he pounded her mercilessly. My curiousity and angst got the better of me, and I opened the door of the room to get a better look. Steve had Ella on her back, her arms pinned above her head, nailing her into the mattress with his long thick cock. Her small tits shook with each one of his powerful thrusts into her hips. It was a sight to behold.
“You feel so good inside me” she said to him, clearly loving everything he was giving her. It hurt to see them like this. They were incredible together.
“I’m gonna cum soon Ella” he said breathlessly. He was sweating, she was sweating, her pussy was soaked, his cock was owning her. They were connected so intimately. They looked like lovers.
“I want to cum inside you” Steve said, looking into her eyes. “Can I cum in you again?”
“Yes baby” Ella gushed, “of course”. She stared lovingly into his eyes.
I watched as his thrusts sped up, becoming more insistent. With one final thrust, Steve slammed his hips tightly into hers and yelled loud enough I was afraid someone might here next door. His toned hips flexed and his ass cheeks did as well, and I watched in a trance as this alpha male mated with with wife for the 7th time on less than 24 hours. They were breeding at this point. It was less of a fuck session and more of an endeavor to impregnate my wife.
Ella took his seed inside her and loved every moment of it. She stroked his back as he came down from his orgasm, running her nails over his skin.
“Fuck that was amazing” Ella gushed. She wrapped her legs around his waist again, keeping him locked inside her pussy. That’s where this man was right now. Deep inside my wife’s vagina, having just filled her full of his sperm. It was the 7th time he had filled her with his sperm.
I think they knew it was the last fuck, and Steve was going to go home after this. They stayed connected, lying on our marital bed for fifteen minutes after he had cum. I had walked back to the couch, but I could hear them whispering to eachother and a few playful giggles. Again, curiousity got the better of me, and I peeked through the door, and saw he had moved off of her, buy they were lying side by side now. Steve was tracing a finger lightly over her abdomen, saying something to her that made her giggle and blush.
“When will I see you again?” Steve asked her quietly.
“I don’t know baby” she told him, holding his hand in hers now. “I guess I’ll talk to Jake and see if he wants to do this again”. She paused, seeming to think about something. “I just hope it’s not too long, I’m not sure I can go without this beautiful cock in me again” she said with a small laugh. “Or your cum”, she added. She spread her legs, dipping a finger into her sloppy pussy, spreading his cum around her pussy lips and over her clit. I could hear the wet sounds from outside the door.
Ella squealed suddenly, and I looked through the door to see him shoving two pillows under her ass. She was propped up at her waist.
“We’ll have to make sure it all stays in you then” Steve said to her. “We’ll use gravity” he added, smiling into her face.
Ella got a semi serious look on her face then, looking back into Steve’s eyes.
“You know…..I’m not on the pill”. I could tell she was nervous, and that she hadn’t told him this yet. He seemed a bit shocked, as I assumed he figured she was when she didn’t ask for him to wear a condom.
Sensing his hesitancy, she reassured him. “It’s early in the my cycle so the chances aren’t great. But once my pussy felt your cock I knew I had to have your cum in me”. She seemed shy now, and uncertain. “I’m sorry, I should’ve told you before we started”.
“No, no, it’s okay. I loved it” he reassured her, kissing her as she melted into him.
“Do you still think you’ll want to cum inside me if we fuck again?” She asked him.
“What does Jake think about all this?” He asked her pointedly.
“Ummm, well he’s good with it…as long as we don’t get too risky ya know”. We hadn’t discussed it at length, but I could see why she said that.
He laid his hand on her abdomen and looked meaningfully into her eyes. She looked back at him with the same expression, and it was like something passed between them.
Steve dressed and left shortly after, and it was a bit of an awkward goodbye. None of us were sure what to say. Ella and I were left to our thoughts, and although we carried on as normal though the day, there was definitely something brewing under the surface. Something crazy. Something absolutely insane.
What were we doing? What had I started?
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