Underneath the dim glow of a streetlamp, her legs spread wide, I stared at the swollen, wet pussy that belonged to my wife. It was a sight that never failed to take my breath away. It seemed as though it were calling out for me, inviting me closer, demanding that I bury myself deep inside it.
I stepped forward, my cock rising up to meet her gaze. "Please," she pleaded, her voice husky with desire. "Fuck me now."
Without hesitation, I lunged forward, my hardening member sliding easily between her lips. She moaned, a low, guttural sound that vibrated through her body and straight into mine. We were connected in a way that words could never describe; we felt each other's every move, our bodies moving as one.
As I thrust deeper inside her, she clenched around me, her muscles tightening around my swollen member. It was an intense sensation, one that had me gripped by lust. Our eyes met, and we locked gazes. The fire in hers burned even brighter than the one that blazed within me.
Her hands slid up my back, fingers digging into my skin as she pulled me closer. Her breath hitched, the sound of it like music to my ears. I could feel every movement she made, every twitch and spasm that her body gave in response to mine. The more intense our connection became, the more we were drawn to each other; the bond between us grew stronger with each thrust.
Her fingers found their way to my balls, rolling them gently before squeezing them hard. I groaned, the sensation sending a shockwave of pleasure straight to my cock. She smiled, a wicked grin that told me she knew exactly what she was doing.
Suddenly, her hand slipped lower, tracing the length of my shaft before coming to rest on her clit. She massaged it gently, teasing and torturing it until it swelled beneath her touch. The combination of our movements was too much for me; I could feel myself reaching the edge.
"Harder," she panted, her voice barely a whisper. "I want you to come inside me."
My body responded to her command, my thrusts becoming more urgent, more forceful. She met each one with equal intensity, her own pleasure building towards its peak. It wasn't long before we both reached the precipice, our bodies shaking as we teetered on the brink of ecstasy.
As I felt myself approaching orgasm, she whispered into my ear, "Come inside me."
Those words were all it took; I erupted, my cum gushing deep within her pussy. She shuddered against me, a soft moan escaping her lips as she found her own release. For a moment, we stood there, our bodies locked together in the aftermath of our passion.
Slowly, we pulled apart, both of us breathing heavily. I could feel my cum leaking from her pussy, a testament to the intense connection we had just shared. As we gazed at each other, I knew that this was only the beginning; there were still so many more adventures waiting for us in the world of hotwifing.