Wife caught masturbating in the woods

Cuckold’s Delight: A Voyeur’s Tale

The sun Beat Down mercilessly as I traipsed through the dense forest, my perspiration mixing with the heady scent of pine and earth. I had been tracking my prey for miles now, an arduous journey that tested my endurance and resolve. But I knew it would all be worth it in the end.

You see, I am not your average outdoorsman. No, I am a man possessed of an insatiable curiosity, a hunger that could only be sated by the most forbidden of fruits. My name is Ethan, and I am a cuckold – a man who gets his kicks by watching his wife engage in sexual acts with other men.

For months now, I had been hatching a plan to surprise my beautiful wife, Lily, with a tryst that would blow her mind. I knew she had been feeling restless lately, and I sensed an opportunity to give her the thrill she craved while indulging my own perverse desires.

And so, I organized a rendezvous with one of her old fling partners, a rugged lumberjack named Brock. I gave him strict instructions on where to take Lily, deep into the woods where she would be alone and vulnerable. I knew she would be skeptical at first, but her lust would soon take over.

As I approached the designated spot, I could hear the faint sounds of moans and gasps. My heart began to race as I crept closer, the sounds growing louder with each step. I stopped behind a large tree and peeked through the leaves to behold a sight that nearly buckled my knees.

There was Brock, his massive frame looming over my tiny wife as she lay sprawled on the forest floor. He was fully naked, his huge cock already slick with her juices as it plunged in and out of her tight little pussy. Lily’s head was thrown back in ecstasy, her beautiful face contorted in a mask of pleasure.

I watched with rapt attention as Brock railed my wife, driving his thick shaft balls deep into her needy cunt. Lily’s moans grew higher in pitch until she was practically screaming, her fingers digging into the dirt as she bucked up to meet his thrusts.

It was at this moment that I decided to make my presence known. I stepped out from my hiding place, my own cock straining against my zipper as I took in the lewd scene before me. Lily’s eyes went wide as she caught sight of me, surprise and shame warring across her lovely features.

“Ethan!” she gasped, her voice trembling. “What are you doing here?”

I smiled at her, my voice low and steady. “I’m here to watch you get fucked like the naughty girl you are,” I purred. “Brock and I have been planning this for weeks. He’s going to make you cum on his fat cock, and I’m going to watch it all.”

Lily’s mouth fell open in shock, but Brock merely grinned at me and gave his impressive tool a few slow pumps. “Get over here, little slut,” he rumbled. “Let’s give your husband a two for one show.”

And so, I settled in to watch the two of them go at it like animals in heat. Brock shifted positions, lifting Lily’s legs up high and spreading her open like a butterfly. The new angle allowed me to see her glistening folds stretch around his girthy member, each thrust sending ripples through her delicate skin.

Lily’s cries grew louder and more urgent, her fingers grasping at her husband’s chest as he stood there, stroking his own erection to the primal fucking taking place mere feet away. I could see the desperation in her eyes, the need for release that only Brock’s powerful cock could provide.

“Fuck me harder,” Lily whimpered, her hips bucking wildly. “Make me cum all over your fat dick.”

Brock obliged enthusiastically, slamming into her with renewed vigor. The sounds of their copulation echoed through the woods, a chorus of flesh slapping against flesh and mingled groans of pleasure. I felt my own orgasm approaching inexorably, my hand a blur on my aching shaft.

It was then that I noticed the faint sheen of moisture between Lily’s thighs, her arousal dripping down to pool beneath her churning ass. I knew what was coming, and I focused intently on her face and body as it did.

Lily’s back arched sharply as her climax hit her, her eyes rolling back and her mouth forming a soundless scream. Her pussy clenched rhythmically around Brock’s pistoning cock, and I saw her inner walls twitching and pulsing as she squirted her release all over his thrusting shaft.

The sight was too much for me to bear. With a strangled groan, I came hard, my seed splattering the tree bark in front of me. I watched through hazy eyes as Brock seconds later achieved his own climax, his thick ropes of cum painting Lily’s insides white.

In the hazy afterglow, Lily and Brock disentangled their limbs, both sporting satiated smiles. I approached them slowly, my spent cock swaying heavily between my legs.

“Thank you,” Lily whispered, reaching up to caress my cheek. “That was incredible.”

I bent to kiss her softly, savoring the taste of her lips. “I’m glad you enjoyed it, my love. I have many more surprises in store for you.”

And with that, we gathered our clothes and began the long trek back home, my heart filled with satisfaction and my head already swimming with ideas for our next kinky rendezvous.