Hubby Loves Watching His Wife Fuck Dudes
“Hubby Loves Watching His Wife Fuck Dudes”
The anticipation was palpable as John lounged back in his armchair, a cold beer in hand and a mischievous grin etched across his rugged face. He couldn’t believe his luck – his wife, the stunning and raven-haired Lisa, had agreed to his fantasy of having other men fuck her luscious body, all while he watched and masturbated. After years of playful banter and titillating conversations, they had finally decided to make this kinky dream a reality.
The doorbell rang, snapping John out of his lustful reverie. He glanced at his watch – 8:00 pm sharp, the perfect time for their evening of carnal pleasure to begin. Standing up, he adjusted his jeans and made his way to the front door, his heart racing with anticipation.
“Come in, gentlemen,” John greeted the two well-built, chiseled men standing on the porch. “I’m John, Lisa’s husband. You must be Steve and Brad.”
The men nodded, their eyes darting past John’s shoulder, eager to catch a glimpse of the woman they would soon be ravaging. John ushered them inside, leading them to the dimly lit living room adorned with plush furniture and warm lighting.
“There she is,” John announced with pride as Lisa descended the stairs, her body wrapped in a sheer, black negligee that left little to the imagination. Her ample breasts threatening to spill out of the lace cups with each step, and her toned, bare legs seemed to go on for miles. She was a vision of unbridled sensuality.
“Steve, Brad, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you,” Lisa purred, her voice dripping with seduction as she extended a dainty hand. “I’ve been looking forward to this all week.”
The men eagerly took turns shaking her hand, their eyes roving across her enticing curves. John watched the exchange with barely contained excitement, feeling his manhood stir within his pants. This was really happening.
“Shall we get started?” Lisa asked coyly, her gaze flickering between the men. “I believe you’re supposed to be my ‘personal trainers’ for the evening, correct?” She traced a finger along the hollow of her collarbone, drawing their attention to her exposed cleavage.
Without missing a beat, Steve stepped forward, his hands coming to rest on Lisa’s hips. “That’s right, baby. And it’s our job to work you hard, fucking every inch of your tight little body until you’re screaming our names.”
“Mmmm, I like the sound of that,” Lisa replied breathily, pressing her ample bust against Steve’s firm chest. “Why don’t you show me how you can ‘train’ this body of mine?”
With a low growl, Steve captured Lisa’s lips in a searing kiss, his tongue delving into her mouth with reckless abandon. His hands roamed her curves, kneading the supple flesh through the thin fabric of her negligee. Lisa moaned into the kiss, her fingers tangling in his short, cropped hair.
As Steve and Lisa lost themselves in their heated embrace, Brad sidled up behind the raven-haired seductress, his hands coming to rest on her round, pert ass. Squeezing the thick cheeks through her negligee, he ground his hardening cock against her, allowing her to feel the generous size that awaited her.
“Fuck, you have an incredible ass,” Brad rasped in Lisa’s ear, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine. “I can’t wait to see it bouncing on my cock as I rail you from behind.”
“Oh god, yes,” Lisa panted, her hips bucking back against him instinctively. “I want you to fill all my holes with your big, throbbing cocks. Make me your little fuck toy.”
“That’s what we’re here for, baby,” Steve promised as he tore his mouth away from hers, his lips leaving a trail of fire down her neck. “We’re going to ruin you for any other man.”
With a wicked grin, Brad pulled down the straps of Lisa’s negligee, allowing the flimsy garment to pool at her feet. Her full, heavy breasts bounced free, the dusky pink nipples already puckered with arousal. Steve wasted no time in taking a stiff peak into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the sensitive bud as his fingers closed around its twin.
John watched the debauched scene before him with rapt attention, his hand working furiously over the bulge in his pants. He felt a sense of overwhelming pride as he witnessed his gorgeous wife getting her holes stuffed by two strangers – it was a sight he had fantasized about for years, and now it was coming to life in vivid, technicolor.
Steve and Brad continued their worship of Lisa’s body, their skilled hands and mouths leaving no inch untouched as they worked to bring her to the brink of ecstasy. They laid her down on the plush rug, spreading her legs wide to reveal the glistening pink of her sex, already drenched with honey.
“What a pretty little pussy,” Brad purred, his fingers ghosting over her throbbing clit. “It’s just begging to be stretched and stuffed with a big, thick cock.”
“Please, I need it,” Lisa whined, her hips rolling desperately into Brad’s touch. “I need you to fuck me. Fuck my pussy raw.”
Rising to his knees, Brad unbuckled his belt and freed his substantial manhood, the thick head already glistening with precum. Lisa’s eyes widened at the sight, her tongue darting out to lick her lips in anticipation.
With a low grunt, Brad Notched the tip of his cock at Lisa’s slippery entrance, teasing her with shallow thrusts that barely breached her tight hole. Steve moved to straddle her face, his rigid member bobbing enticingly above her, the flared head shiny with precum.
“Open wide, baby,” Steve commanded, his tone leaving no room for argument. “I want to feel that hot little throat wrapped around my dick.”
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