A Waiter for my Wife - Sex Stories

A Waiter for my Wife

... careful putting his raw dick in, it doesn't take him many thrusts to get up to full speed. My wife starts out quiet but soon she's louder than the sound of the bed-springs. He takes her ankles but keeps them high.

"Fuck me with that huge cock," she keeps yelling. Frank is just looking at her smiling. He's probably as amused by the noises and filth she's producing as he is amazed by what she's letting him do to her.

"You like that," he says. We're a good five minutes into the fucking and this is his first attempt at dirty talk.

"Call her a slut," I tell him.

"You like that, you slut," he says with a bit more confidence.

"Mmmm, I love it," my wife says. I can tell by her tone that she's close to her first orgasm.

"Tell me how much you love it," he orders.

"I love it so much," she cries. "You're so much better than my husband. So much energy and so much cock."

It's nice that she's still thinking of me even now and including me in her stream of filth.

"Take me to the limit," she challenges him. There's no way he can go faster, but he puts a little more force into each push. Enough that their bodies start to slap together differently.

Amy lets out three gasps of what sounds like actual pain and on the fourth thrust erupts into orgasm. Frank tries to continue his pumping, but as she spasms irregularly into the bed, he's forced to pause.

When she subsides, she opens her eyes and looks at him in awe. "Thank you," she says and reaches up to kiss him ...

... again, his dick still in her.

She lays her head back down after another minute's sensuality and he thrusts again.

"Sshh, sshh," she says. "You've fucked me, now make love."

So now they're slow. He slides in and out of her at a leisurely pace. Their eyes are locked together and their lips meet at intervals. Even when he's gentle his cock has more effect on her than mine. She's constantly moaning, biting her lip and grasping fistfuls of sheets.

This is the bit that drives me crazy, more so than the animal rutting. I'm supposed to be edging, but when he drives one deep, holds it there and she just says, "Oh, baby!" I find myself coming all over my smart trousers. The happy couple don't even notice.

I'm torn between cleaning up and just staying and watching. I stay. It won't be long now and I wouldn't miss it for the world.

It starts with another quickening of the tempo. Amy feels it at the same time as I see it because she's suddenly saying things like, "Fill me with your hot cum."

"You want it?" he replies. "Tell me you want it."

They go into a call-and-response cycle. Whatever she says he just asks again. "Tell me what you want."

At first, she's creative. "I want all the cum from your enormous hard dick to fill me up."

By the end, it's all she can do just to say "I want. I want." again and again.

"Give it to her. Come on give it to her," I find myself saying.

When she finally gets what she wants, it's with him crying out, "Oh fucking Jesus!" ...