Forbidden

Photo by Michael Dziedzic on Unsplash

There is something about fucking another man’s wife. She belongs to him. She wears his ring. When my mouth is on her cunt she moans as my tongue strokes her pussy. When I penetrate her with my cock she wraps her legs around me, squeezing me as she orgasms.  She is responding to me. I am the source of her pleasure. Even then there is always a layer of her that belongs to him.

As we are fucking he watches us. At first he sits outside the door watching. The sound of her pleasure fills the room. Every thing about her is wild and she has given in to the pleasure she feels. As he watches us his cock stiffens and he strokes his shaft as he watches his own personal porno. He is only focussed on her. And a part of her mind will be aware of him, his movements and his mood. Even while I fuck her and she squirts her juices over my cock. 

I had never experienced a woman like her. She orgasmed at my touch so many times. She vocalised her pleasure in so many different ways. She touched me in front of others, teasing my cock until it was rock hard. And then walked away to speak with someone else, as if there was nothing between us. I don’t know what the people at that party thought when the three of us went back to our own yacht, to our own private party. I just knew that where I was going was going to blow my mind in ways that most people would never understand. 

I took her away to my room and undressed her. Somewhere outside her husband was doing his thing. As we kissed and touched we both knew he was aware of us, she was aware of him. I was slowly drowning in my desire for her. I stroked her pussy, opening her legs and moving between her knees. I craved the taste of her. I wanted to extract that jet of juice that she struggled to contain. Knowing how much she was trying to hold back made the taste of her juice so much sweeter.

“I want to feel you,” I whispered in her ear. “I want to be naked inside you.”

“That isn’t part of the deal.” She responded in between gasps. 

“Please,” I was desperate. 

“It isn’t my decision,”

I lay on top of her, pressing my body against hers. Her legs opened to welcome me. She wrapped her legs around my hips so that her wet hungry cunt was against my cock. A wicked grin played around the corners of her mouth as she reached down and stroked herself with my cock.  Little spasms of pleasure told me how much she was enjoying using my cock in this way.

“You want to be inside me?” she asked as she played the head of my cock over her pussy.

“Yes,” I struggled to contain myself

“You want to slip inside me?” She pushed the head of my cock into the opening of her cunt. “Like this?” 

It took all the control I had not to ram my cock deep inside her. I ached to immerse myself in the silky warmth of her. She had complete control over me. But I wasn’t so far gone that I didn’t notice the slight change in her demeanour that told me her husband was in the room. I looked over my shoulder to see him sitting at the end of the bed. 

“I want to see your cum on her pussy,”

It was as if he had read my thoughts. Despite the forbidden nature of this encounter. What most people knew as “normal” I didn’t feel intimidated. 

“You want me to fuck her naked?” His consent was important. To her. To me. To all of us. 

He shrugged, “Don’t you?”

I didn’t need to be asked twice. My attention went back to her. The man watching intently faded into the background. My whole focus was on her. She smiled that wicked smile. Her hand was still holding me. Teasing the head of my cock against her opening. Her legs opened inviting me deeper and she released me. I slid myself into her. I resisted the urge to rush. I wanted to feel every millimetre of her. I was surprised at the way she responded. I didn’t think it was possible but she responded even more intensely. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened as she groaned in pleasure. 

I felt as if every hair on my body was tingling with pleasure as her hips bucked upwards towards me, urging me to fuck her. I didn’t need any more invitation. Our eyes locked together as I fucked her hot wet pussy. Her juice squirted over my belly and soaked the bed underneath us but neither of us cared. Nothing mattered except the feeling of skin on skin and the man watching. 

The familiar pleasure began to build at the base of my shaft. Deep strong heat building up as I pumped into her. I knew it wouldn’t be long. Somehow she knew.

“Put your cum on me,” she whispered in encouragement. 

I didn’t need to be asked twice. I pulled out of her just as thick white jizz spurted over her swollen pussy. My body tensed as a second wave of pleasure shuddered through me and a second jet covered her. I was spent and rested against her for a few seconds as the other man touched her, smearing my jizz over her cunt. 

I moved away and he took my place. Reclaiming his territory fucking her hard until he left his own seed deep inside her. 

Wicked Wednesday
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gemmi72

Wife, swinger, blogger. An ordinary woman living life one day at a time dealing with the complications of moonlighting as a sex goddess.

10 thoughts on “Forbidden”

  1. I don’t normally comment, but I have to on this.

    As I was reading, I could almost feel the sensation of the man inside my body. My body responded accordingly.

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