A Shared Secret - Part 1 - Sex Stories

A Shared Secret - Part 1

... hard in my jeans. I loathed myself at that moment. How could I take pleasure in watching my wife with another man?

As Alma came down from her orgasm, Wyatt lay beside her, pulling her close. She grinned, still breathing hard, then thanked him with a deep kiss. Once he stretched out on his back, his cock looming out from him, Alma decided to return the favor. She took her time kissing her way down his chest and stomach. Wyatt lifted his head, eager to witness the journey her mouth was taking. She hovered over his tip, doing some teasing of her own before finally swirling her tongue all around it.

By that point, I was leaking precum into my underwear. I set the flashlight on the ground, careful to remain quiet. It felt as if I were outside of my body, watching not only Alma and Wyatt but also myself while I rushed to free my cock. My shame could no longer dampen my own lust. Breathing faster, I began roughly stroking.

Alma was busy giving Wyatt's sack plenty of attention, just as she'd done with me the night before. I could tell he was wild for it, and I realized I indeed had him to thank for my wife's newfound love of ball-sucking. Soon his dick was pulsing, as if desperate for her mouth. Alma grinned and licked his erection from base to tip. "Suck my cock, Alma, please!" Wyatt groaned.

My arousal only grew while watching Alma's head bob up and down, her lips wrapped around Wyatt's shaft. He placed a hand on her head and guided her even farther down his length. ...

... I'd never dared to do that before, always letting Alma set the pace of the blowjob. But she yielded to Wyatt completely, taking almost every inch. I imagined the head of his cock invading her throat and tried not to moan.

Alma began to gag, and Wyatt released her so she could pull off. His dick was shiny with her spit. The sight of what my wife had done to him made me jerk even faster. Wyatt's face was flushed, his eyes feral with need. "Ride me, sweetheart!" he urged. My balls tightened when Alma moved to straddle him. She had an IUD, but I was still shocked she would fuck him without a condom. The faintest whimper escaped me as she lowered herself onto his hard, veiny dick. Her face revealed how desperate she was for it.

They both groaned once she had him deep inside her. She began riding him immediately, as if she couldn't help herself. Her tits bounced with each movement of her hips, and when Wyatt gave her ass a smack, she let out a playful shriek. I had to stop stroking for a few minutes; I was way too close to shooting my load then and there. Meanwhile, my wife fucked Wyatt hard and fast. He looked helpless beneath her, and I knew he was fighting back his own orgasm. Alma slowed only long enough to lean forward and give him a hungry kiss. "Baby, I can't get enough of your pussy!" he growled, his grip on her tightening.

Why hadn't I ever talked to her like that during sex? I wondered. She obviously loved it, for she went back to riding him with even more vigor. I ...