The night was pitch black as I sat in my room, eyes glued to my phone screen, heart pounding with anticipation. My wife, the love of my life and the mother of my children, had just agreed to let me watch her have sex with another man - a man I found incredibly attractive. I had always wanted to witness my wife being taken by another man, but never dared to ask for fear of ruining our relationship. But tonight was different. Tonight, we were exploring the taboo world of cuckolding.
I watched as she prepared herself, the moonlight casting eerie shadows on her lithe, naked body. She was a vision in my eyes: the perfect combination of womanhood and innocence. Her breasts, full and firm, swayed gently as she moved. I could see the delicate folds of her pussy, wet with anticipation - waiting for his cock to fill it up.
He walked in, tall and muscular, dressed only in a pair of tight boxer briefs that showcased his impressive erection. His eyes met mine briefly before he focused on my wife's body, gliding over her skin as if sizing her up for conquest. I felt an intense jealousy course through me, mixed with a desire to see him take what was rightfully hers.
He approached her, the tip of his cock peeking out from behind the elastic band of his briefs. My wife reached out and stroked it gently, teasingly. The head of his penis, large and thick, glistened with pre-cum as she caressed it. I watched, mesmerized by the sight, feeling a strange mixture of pride in my beautiful wife and desire for her lover.
He knelt before her, kissing and nibbling on her neck as his hands roamed over her body. She moaned softly, her fingers tracing patterns on his back. He pulled away from her momentarily to slide off his briefs, revealing his large, throbbing erection. My wife's eyes widened in surprise, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she reached out and grasped his cock, stroking it slowly before taking him into her mouth.
I watched as he thrust his hips forward, fucking my wife's mouth with abandon. Her head bobbed up and down on his shaft, her lips stretched around the base of his dick. She gagged slightly, but I knew she loved every second of it. He reached down and played with her nipples, tugging and pinching them as he continued to fuck her face.
Suddenly, my wife pushed him away, wiping the drool from her chin. Her eyes were filled with passion and desire. She was ready for more. He lay on his back, and she climbed onto him, straddling his waist. She guided his cock to her pussy, lining it up perfectly before impaling herself on his shaft in one swift motion.
I could see the pleasure etched on her face as he filled her from behind. His hands gripped her hips tightly as they both moved in rhythm, their bodies slapping together wetly. She moaned loudly, her hands grabbing at her tits as she rode him with abandon. I watched, entranced by the sight of my wife being taken so passionately by another man.
He reached around and fondled her clit, teasing it until it swelled under his touch. My wife arched her back, pushing herself deeper onto his cock as she approached orgasm. Her moans grew louder, more intense, as he continued to work her clit with expert precision.
I could see her shaking, her body convulsing with pleasure as she came. She cried out, a primal sound of release that echoed through the room. Her pussy tightened around his cock, milking him for every last drop of pleasure he had to offer.
He pulled out of her, and I watched in awe as my wife's pussy gaped open, inviting him back inside. He wasted no time, plunging back into her with one strong thrust. Their bodies moved together like two pieces of puzzle, fitting perfectly and creating the ultimate sensation of pleasure and pain.
I could feel my own erection growing in my pants as I watched them continue their dance. My wife was lost in the moment, her eyes closed tightly as she rode him with abandon. He gripped her hips tighter, thrusting into her harder each time until his own release was imminent.
Suddenly, he pulled out of her, and my wife collapsed onto the bed, gasping for air. He knelt beside her, stroking her hair gently as they caught their breaths. I watched them closely, feeling a strange sense of pride in my beautiful wife and the man who had just taken her to new heights of pleasure.
It was then that I realized this wasn't about jealousy or submission - it was about giving my wife the ultimate thrill ride, pushing her boundaries and showing her that there were other men out there who could satisfy her in ways I never could. And for a moment, as I watched them both lie entwined on the bed, I felt a sense of peace and contentment wash over me.
As I continued to watch, my hand slipped into my pants, stroking my own erection slowly. I knew it wouldn't be long before I reached my own climax - but for now, I was content just being there, witnessing the ultimate thrill ride of cuckolding with my beautiful wife and her handsome lover.