The air was thick with anticipation as he entered the dimly lit room, his eyes immediately drawn to the sight before him. His wife, naked and spread-eagled on the bed, her pussy slick with arousal, beckoned for attention. It was clear that she had been preparing for this moment all day, the thought of it sending shivers down his spine.
He knew he couldn't hold back any longer; he had to have her. He approached the bed, his cock already straining against the fabric of his pants. As he undressed, he watched as she licked her lips, her eyes never leaving his groin. Finally, free from his clothing, he stood before her, his erect penis bobbing in front of him like a beacon of desire.
He crawled onto the bed, positioning himself between her legs. The warmth of her body seeped into his, and the scent of her arousal filled his nostrils. He could feel the moisture from her pussy on his thighs as he adjusted himself to enter her. He took a deep breath, letting it out slowly as he slid himself inside her.
The sensation was overwhelming; every inch of his cock felt like it was burning with pleasure. Her tight walls squeezed around him, pulling him in deeper with each thrust. She moaned softly, her hands grasping at the sheets beneath her. He watched as her body responded to his, her breasts jiggling with the rhythm of his movements.
He could feel the pressure building within him; he knew he wouldn't be able to hold back much longer. As he continued to fuck her, he noticed a shadowy figure standing in the corner of the room. It was his best friend, dressed only in a pair of tight briefs that barely concealed his erection. The sight of him sent an electric current through him; he knew that soon, they would both be taking turns with his wife.
He increased his pace, feeling her pussy clench around his cock as she neared her climax. He could feel the wetness coating his shaft, and he knew that any second now, she would scream out his name. Just as he felt himself about to cum, he pulled out of her, leaving her gasping for breath as he moved away from her.
He watched as his friend approached the bed, his cock standing at attention. He could see the desire in his eyes as he positioned himself over her, ready to take what she had so willingly offered. With a swift motion, he entered her, filling the void left by his own departure.
The sight of them together was more than he could bear; he knew that now was his chance. He stood up and began to stroke his cock, feeling the precum glistening in the dim light. He watched as they continued to fuck, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony.
With each passing moment, the need grew stronger within him. He needed to feel her again; he needed to claim her for himself one last time before allowing his friend to have his way with her. As she moaned and arched her back beneath them, he knew that it was now or never.
He lunged forward, thrusting his cock back into her waiting pussy. The feeling of being inside her again was incredible; he could feel the warmth enveloping him as he started to pound her once more. Their bodies moved in unison, their rhythm growing stronger with each passing moment.
The sight before them was a beautiful mess of sweat-slicked skin and heaving chests. As they continued to fuck, he could feel his orgasm building within him. He knew that he wouldn't be able to hold back much longer; it was now or never.
With one final thrust, he let out a primal grunt as he came inside her. The feeling of release was overwhelming; he could feel the warmth of her body enveloping his cock as he continued to move within her. She moaned softly beneath him, her orgasm wracking through her body like a tidal wave.
As they finally came down from their climaxes, he watched as his friend slipped out of her, leaving her gasping for breath on the bed. He knew that this was just the beginning; there were so many more adventures waiting for them in the world of cuckolding.