Lover invited us to the bathhouse and poured sperm into my husband’s ass

It was a sweltering summer’s day when my wifeSarah and I received an unexpected invitation from our neighbour and close friend, Lover. “Why don’t you two come over and join me at the bathhouse today?” he suggested with a mischievous grin.

Sarah and I exchanged glances, both curious and a little taken aback by the proposition. We had always been open-minded and adventurous in our sex life, but this was new territory. After a moment’s hesitation, we agreed to tag along, our minds racing with possibilities.

As we arrived at the steamy, dimly lit bathhouse, our senses were immediately heightened. The air was thick with the heady scent of sweat and arousal. We could hear the muffled moans and slapping of flesh echoing off the tiled walls. Sarah grabbed my hand, her heart pounding with a mix of nervousness and excitement.

We found Lover lounging in one of the whirlpools, his muscular physique on full display. He greeted us with a knowing smile and patted the space next to him, inviting us to join. Sarah and I undressed, feeling exposed yet liberated, before slipping into the warm, bubbling water.

The initial awkwardness melted away as we made small talk with Lover, letting the heat and relaxation wash over us. But as the minutes ticked by, the sexual tension became palpable. Lover’s hand brushed against my wife’s thigh underwater, causing her to let out a barely audible gasp. I could see the bulge growing in his swim trunks.

Unable to resist any longer, Lover leaned in and captured Sarah’s lips in a passionate kiss. She responded eagerly, her hands roaming over his chiseled chest. I watched, my cock throbbing in my trunks, as the kiss deepened and their tongues danced. The sight of my wife making out with another man was incredibly arousing.

Emboldened, I reached out and cupped Lover’s Package, feeling his hardness through the fabric. He moaned into Sarah’s mouth, his hips bucking slightly. Encouraged by his reaction, I pulled the waistband of his trunks down, freeing his erect cock. It sprang forward, long and thick, already glistening with precum.

Sarah broke the kiss and looked at me with lust-filled eyes. “I want to taste him,” she whispered. I nodded, my breath hitching in my throat. She bent down and took Lover’s cock into her mouth, her head bobbing up and down as she deep-throated him. Lover gripped the sides of the whirlpool, his eyes rolling back in pleasure.

I shifted position, getting a better view of the erotic spectacle before me. The sight of my gorgeous wife servicing another man’s cock was indescribable. My own erection strained against my trunks, begging for relief.