Jack looked at his bisexual wife with wide eyes. He knew she was up to something when she suggested they all go on vacation together. But he never expected her to invite one of their mutual friends along too. As the days passed by and they spent more time with this friend, Jack couldn’t shake off the feeling that there was something more going on between them than just friendly banter. And then one night, everything clicked into place.
He caught his wife and the friend in a compromising position, their hands roaming each other’s bodies suggestively. His heart sank as he realized what was happening right before his very eyes – his bisexual wife was cheating on him with their mutual friend. The realization hurt like a knife to the chest, but it also ignited something within him. A spark of jealousy turned into a raging inferno, consuming every thought and emotion within him. He watched silently from the shadows, his cock already hardening at the sight of his wife being pleasured by another man. As he stood there watching, he couldn’t help but wonder if maybe he could join in on the fun too. After all, why should he be left out when both of them clearly enjoyed each other’s company so much?
As the passionate encounter reached its climax, Jack made his move. He stepped out of the shadows and approached them slowly, his erection straining against his trousers. Without saying a word, he knelt down beside the bed where his wife lay panting heavily beneath her lover. With a mischievous grin spreading across his face, Jack removed his own clothes, revealing his throbbing cock for all to see.
Without missing a beat, his wife looked at him and smiled seductively. “Why don’t you join us?” she purrs, reaching out a hand towards him. And so began an intense threesome filled with moans, groans, and the sounds of flesh slapping against skin. Jack took pleasure in knowing that not only was he sharing his wife with someone else, but he was also satisfying his own desires in the process. It was a taboo fantasy come true for him – being both cuckolded and participating in the act himself. Jack positioned himself between his wife’s legs, her pussy glistening with the friend’s saliva and arousal. He aligned his cock with her entrance and thrust in swiftly, eliciting a loud moan from her lips. The friend watched intently, a smirk playing on his face as he stroked his own hard dick, ready to join in the action.
“Fuck me, fuck me hard,” his wife gasped, urging Jack to take her rougher. Jack complied, pounding into her with relentless force, each thrust pushing her closer to the edge. The room was filled with the lewd sounds of sex – flesh meeting flesh, breathy whimpers, and the wet slaps of skin.
The friend moved closer, his hand reaching out to cup one of Jack’s wife’s full breasts, squeezing and tweaking the nipple. She arched her back, moaning louder, caught in a sea of sensation. Jack felt his orgasm building, his balls tightening in preparation for release. With a growl, Jack buried his cock deep inside her once more, holding himself there as he released his load, filling her with his sperm. His wife cried out in ecstasy, her body convulsing around him as she too reached her peak, juices coating Jack’s shaft and dripping down his balls. As they both came down from their highs, the friend stepped forward, positioning his erect member at her приоткрытых lips. “Suck it,” he commanded, and without hesitation, she obliged, taking him into her mouth with expertise born of experience. Jack watched, still somewhat breathless from the intensity of what had just transpired, as she expertly worked the friend’s cock with her tongue and lips.
The friend soon neared his climax, pulling her head back slightly to give her a chance to breathe before erupting, spraying his cum all over her face and chest. She laughed mischievously, wiping some of the cum off with her fingers and bringing them to her mouth for a taste.
Jack felt a surge of possessiveness and excitement wash over him. This wasn’t just about sharing his wife anymore – it was about being part of something raw and uninhibited, something that pushed boundaries and defied expectations. He knew this would change things between them, but in that moment, he didn’t care. All that mattered was the pleasure coursing through his veins, the thrill of the forbidden, and the knowledge that he was right in the middle of it all.