Cuckold husband watches best friend fuck his wife

The cuckold husband watched in horrified awe as his best friend pounded his wife into their marital bed. The creaking of the springs matched the rhythm of his friend’s hips as he mounted her, again and again. Her moans of pleasure filled the room, echoing in the cuckold’s ears.

This was not how things were supposed to go. The cuckold had always been proud of his wife’s fidelity, flaunting her to his friends and colleagues. She was a stay-at-home mom, devoted to him and their two kids. But behind his back, she had been having an affair for months now with his best buddy from university.

It started innocently enough. They had met for drinks, catching up on old times. The more they drank, the bolder their compliments and flirtations became. The next thing they knew, they were tearing each other’s clothes off, stumbling to the bedroom.

It was the sex of his life. While his cuckolded husband was popping Viagra to get it up, his buddy could fuck for hours on end. He brought out a side of her she never showed her wimp of a husband. Fun, adventurous, even a bit kinky and rough. The thought of him made her pussy leak with anticipation.

They kept their affair secret for a while. Stealing kisses when her husband wasn’t looking, sneaking out for midnight rendezvous. But she got pregnant from one of their trysts, much to both their surprise. What should they do now? She knew her husband would freak out if he found out.

So they hatched a plan. She would tell the cuckold it was a Christmas miracle, that her womb had magically aged, and she should have been going through menopause by now. He bought it. Of course he did. He was that naive.

The affair continued, even with her big belly getting in the way. He found it incredibly sexy, watching his baby grow inside her. He’d lay her on her back and fuck her gently, her tits bouncing as he thrust. But what she really craved was rough sex, to have him dominate and take her however he pleased.

As her pregnancy progressed, she started pushing the limits with her cuckold husband. Questions about her fidelity, about his impotence, his casual frat buddypaloozer lifestyle. Anything to get under his skin and stroke her ego. At the same time, she began opening up to her lover about her sudden lurch into housewife boredom.

He saw the warning signs, urged her to slow down. But she was a sailboat out of control in a hurricane, flailing and flirting wildly even as their affair calendar was bursting at the seams. It was only a matter of time before her husband found out.

And now, here they were. The cuckold was forced to lie on the living room carpet in the fetal position, hands bound behind his back, cork that almost broke as he watched his friend’s enormous cock plunging in and out of her tight cunt. He grunted with every thrust.

“Look at him, baby,” she purred, looking down at the cuckold with disgust. “This is what happens when you let yourself go. When you can’t satisfy me like a real man should.”

She pounded her clit as she came hard, her juices spraying all over his chest. He gripped her hips, fucking her even harder through her multiple orgasms. “That’s it, rocket right to the mouth,” she gasped. “I want you to fill me to bursting.”

As their moans reached a crescendo, the cuckold took one last look at the ecstasy on his wife’s face before being forced to avert his gaze. The last thing he saw was his buddy slam into her one final time, his balls contracting as he flooded her fertile womb with his seed. Her eyes rolled back in response.

As the two lovers seperated, spent, the cuckold felt something rise inside him. Anger, hurt, humiliation… and a weird feeling of arousal. He tried not to think about it as the couple got ready to go, talking about who would drop her off what carseat and where next. He knew his life had just changed forever.