jerking off my husband while he is fucked by my lover ???

The tingling heat of anticipation swelled within me as I settled into our living room recliner, the late afternoon sun casting an amber glow through the bay window. In my lap was my laptop, the screen angled just so, displaying a highly anticipated video file. I had been craving this for weeks now, and today, finally, I would sate my curiosity and lust.

I hit ‘play’ and the video opened on a dimly lit bedroom scene. Our friend James was lying on his back, stark naked, atop our marital bed. He was stroking his thick, black cock to full hardness, the bulbous head already glistening with pre-cum. My husband, Bill, entered the frame, beckoning me to follow. James’ eyes widened as Bill stepped aside, allowing for an unobstructed view of me, clad only in a sheer, red robe.

James licked his lips, his gaze roaming over my voluptuous figure. I smiled coyly, loosening the robe’s tie and allowing it to slip off my shoulders, revealing my braless breasts. My nipples, already pert with arousal, begged for attention. I climbed onto the bed, straddling James’ waist and grinding my damp pussy lips along his rigid shaft. “Oh, fuck yeah…” James groaned, gripping my hips.

Bill moved in close, kneeling on the bed beside us. His own cock, a shade lighter than James’, jutted proudly from a thatch of blonde pubic hair. I mouthed along the underside of his shaft, flicking my tongue over the sensitive spot just beneath the glans. Bill shuddered, tangling his fingers in my hair.

As we kissed and groped, James rolled me onto my back, spreading my legs wide to expose the full vulgarity of my cunny. “Goddamn, you’ve got a beautiful fucking pussy,” he growled admiringly. Bill knelt between my legs, his strong hands massaging the tender flesh of my inner thighs. I quivered with need, my wet, pink folds swollen and slick with desire.

James shifted into position, the bulbous head of his manhood poised to penetrate me. He looked at me, silently seeking permission, and I nodded, biting my lip. He slid into me slowly, my velvety walls stretching to accommodate his girth. “Mmmfuck…you feel so goddamn tight,” James hissed through gritted teeth.

Bill had been stroking his own member throughout this, but now climbed up beside James. From this angle, I could see that the two cocks looked almost comically large compared to the size of James’ head and face. I reached out, wrapping my fingers around each shaft, one in each hand. James groaned at the pressure of my tight cunny clenching around him, coupled with the sensation of my hand pumping his cock.

Bill bent to take one of my breasts into his mouth, suckling my nipple as if he were nursing from my teat. He reached between us to thumb my clit, and I sobbed with pleasure, tightening even more around James’ plunging length. James sweat beaded on his brow as he thrust harder, faster, his pelvis smacking audibly against my ass.

“Goddammit, I’m gonna cum,” James gasped. “Fuck fuck fuck…”

“Yes, cum for me,” I urged, jacking his shaft. “Fill me up, baby…”

With a roar, James slammed into me one last time before stiffening, his cock erupting. Spurt after thick spurt of his seed painted my insides, sloshing around inside me. I milked every last drop I could, working my hands over his throbbing cock until he was spent.

James withdrew with a wet pop, his diminished member dripping accustomed jisms. “Fuck…holy shit…” he panted. Turning my head, I found Bill poised to enter me, his blatant erection seeking its own pleasure. I nodded permission, and he hilted himself in my overflowing cunny with a throaty growl.

I wrapped my legs around his waist as he began to move, the feeling of his cock sliding through James’ cum incredibly erotic. James lay beside us, stroking himself back to hardness, his eyes searching my face for some sign of what I might be feeling. I smiled at him, realizing that even in this most intense and intimate moment, I could reassure him of my affection.

Bill found a steady rhythm, fucking me deeply, stretching me. The depravity of the situation – my husband using another man’s cum as lubricant, James stroking his regrown erection, the knowledge that in a few minutes I would be fisting not one, but two throbbing cocks, filled me with perverse joy. I wanted all of it, every filthy, beautiful second.

Bill hammered into me intently, chasing his own peak. My pants and whimpers grew in volume as my own orgasm began to crest. “I’m cumming, I’m cumming!” I cried, every muscle in my body tensing. James pumped his cock furiously, and Bill slammed home one final time before unloading into my spasming cunt.

My cunny clenched around Bill as he filled me with his hot cum, milking every drop from his jerking cock. James stroked himself through his own climax, adding to the viscous mixture already coating my insides. I felt so full, so stretched, so deliciously used.

“Holy fucking hell,” James gasped, collapsing onto the bed on my other side. “That was… Jesus, that was incredible…”

Bill pulled out slowly, a river of our combined jism leaking from my gaping hole. I reached down, scooping up a dribble with my fingers and bringing it to my mouth. The salty-sweet flavor of sex burst on my tongue.

I looked around at the two men in bed with me, the two most important men in my life. “Was it everything you thought it would be?” I asked, my voice husky. They both nodded, James looking a bit awestruck.

In that moment, I knew that this was just the beginning. We had explored a new dimension of our relationship, a new reaching of the boundaries of what we would allow ourselves. The possibilities stretched out before me, shining and exciting, and I knew I wanted to explore them all, as long as they had Bill by my side.