We all left and burst through the door of our happy home like a trio of best friends, laughing and chatting. We went straight to the bedroom where the action was going to happen. Vanessa didn’t take any time at all to strip down to the lingerie I had picked it out for her — a sexy lace bra, no panties, and thigh-high stockings. She was ready to go! Brent’s eyes were just about popping out of his head when he saw her amazing form naked. I had already set up a comfortable armchair in the corner of the room. I didn’t want to feel like a creepy voyeur, but I did want to make some directorial comments. You know, like my own personal porn movie!
I sat in the chair as Vanessa grabbed the collar of Brent’s polo shirt and pulled him towards the bed. She landed on her back with Brent on top of her. I could feel myself getting hard already; my boner was pushing against the zipper of my pants and they hadn’t even started fucking yet. Vanessa laid back and pulled Brent’s polo over his head. She flipped over onto her hands and knees, tossing Brent to the side on his back so she could get his pants off. She was filled with lust like I hadn’t seen in quite a while!
Once she got his belt buckle undone, she didn’t wait at all to pull down his pants. She just started going at his cock with her talented mouth. His dick was better than he described. It was at least 8 inches long, if not more, and quite thick. Just enough to satisfy my size queen wife. This guy Brent has won the lottery! He grabbed her hair and pushed her head onto his cock. I loved seeing another guy take control of my wife and I undid my zipper to let my hard cock out. She was gagging and drooling all over his dick with each stroke. The drool was making a big pool on the bed and giving Brent plenty of lube to work with once they moved on to something else.
Brent’s head tilted back in ecstasy.
“Fuck…so good,” he managed to eke out in between moans as he fucked her face almost as hard as any pussy. My good girl Vanessa took it like a champ and started playing with her pussy. My cock was rock hard now and I started to stroke it, but I didn’t go too hard because I didn’t want to cum yet.
Soon Vanessa came with a screaming and creaming orgasm while she rubbed her clit as Brent’s 8 inch dick was buried down her throat. Her muffled screams of pleasure were such a turn on for me, it was unbelievable! I had to stop stroking my own 7-inch cock to stop myself from coming so soon with all the sights and sounds.
After a particularly voracious thrust, Brent pushed Vanessa off his dick and pushed her onto her back. He lifted up her legs so they were resting against his shoulders and pushed his cock into her pussy. She wailed with the sensation, affirming that it felt great. Her wet snatch was making sploshing sounds with each pounding thrust. Vanessa reached for the vibrator on the side of the bed. Her favorite thing was to use this powerful wand with a cock in her pussy for a huge, squirting orgasm. It was the only thing that made her squirt and she loved it! I hadn’t told Brent she was a squirter, so this was going to be a big surprise.
With Brent’s studly pounding the vibrator switched on, bringing Vanessa closer and closer to orgasm with each stroke. After just a few minutes she was getting close. I could tell because her thighs were quaking and her chest was turning all red. All of a sudden she was screaming louder than anything I had ever heard before and I saw the juice squirt out of her pussy. It went everywhere and lasted for almost 30 seconds. I never knew she had so much inside of her!
Brent’s chest was glistening with sweat and squirt, and even his hair seemed damp from the shower. Of course the bed was completely soaked and we’d probably have to set up the air mattress tonight while we let it dry. I started to jerk myself off again, watching this stud thoroughly use my wife.
Brent turned Vanessa over so she was on her hands and knees and pounded into her again.
“Oh yeah,” she moaned. I could tell she was in that special place that happens when your brain is slightly broken from way too much sex. “Don’t stop!” She begged.
Brent continued thrusting with increased fervor. He was getting close. He scrunched his face and I could tell he was about to cum. He grunted and pulled out, spilling his creamy seed all over Vanessa’s round ass. I didn’t cum, saving mine for when I pounded my slutty wife later, thinking about her getting used in such a hot way!
We thanked Brent for coming over after cleaning up a bit, and scheduled another date in two weeks to see him again. I set up the inflatable mattress in the living room because our bed was totally soaked with squirt.
We laid down on the squeaky bed, Vanessa fresh from the shower. I couldn’t keep my hands off of her and she was still wet and horny from Brent’s raging reaming. Soon my hot wife was riding me on top with her beautiful, bountiful tits bouncing up and down and my cock being squeezed by her warm, wet hole. I looked at her sexy face and remembered just how she looked when she was in the throes of passion with Brent. I couldn’t hold on too long and shot my well-deserved load into her snatch after just a few moments, thinking of all the hot fun we were going to have in the future.
As we lay there nestled in each other’s arms, Vanessa whispered “Thanks, Brian. I really needed that.”
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