I Want to Watch My Wife Have Sex
Julie couldn't be a better wife for me, except maybe agreeing to try another three'some, get into it, and explore the fun once or twice a year. Am I asking so much? I believe that the main attraction of a three'some for me is seeing her get off on it so much.
The repeated sex she and sometimes we had with our "other man" the time we got into a three'some arrangement was sure good for Julie. She and I were engaged to be married, yet she had no qualms about getting that other guy's di'ck in her mouth and pus'sy as much as possible, for instance: dashing up to his room in the middle of the night when I left the house for work, walking into his house and bedroom when his wife was supposed to be out of town, rising up off my lap and going to her knees in front of him whenever he walked into my room.
One time we were all three in my room and I said "Dave, why don't you go upstairs with Julie and take a shower with her." He and Julie thought "OK" and sauntered up the steps. I stayed in my room trying not to rub my co'ck too much, thinking Julie would come down to me and be well stimulated once she finished her shower with Dave.
I heard the water going; they were in there naked and washing each other. That was an exciting image. After a while the water stopped and I waited, but they didn't come back down. I went upstairs to see what happened. Nobody in the bathroom, I opened the door to Dave's room and there they were, Julie stark naked on her back with her knees up and Dave between her legs, moving that co'ck with the big head in and out of her. Julie looked over at me as I watched through the door, had a nervous smile on her face, but she kept her arms around Dave's rib cage and her knees were wide open. Dave turned to tell me to "Get out of here." He repeated it, so I left, said I was going to the cafe around the corner. Boy was I mad. I wanted some sex from Julie too. They were supposed to come back down after the shower and we would have a three'some; that's what I wanted. Fuming there at a table, after a good long while Julie came in with that worried look on her face. When she saw how angry I was she started the tears and apologizing. I told her it was my fault, that I hadn't made my expectations clear, and we got over it.
Anyway, that illustrates how much Julie liked fuc'king and sucking with Dave. It was really something, a great turn-on, to see her so excited having his co'ck in her mouth; the way she whirled her head around to smear her tongue all over his peck'erhead. She would eagerly suck his co'ck whenever the opportunity presented itself. I loved seeing the skin on her face take on a glow when she got her lips around his shaft, that big pec'ker head of his inside her mouth. She'd stuff it in one side as far as she could, then shift her head so his di'ck would push out her cheek on the other side. A little perspiration on her forehead would make a few strands of hair stick to it; that was very sexy; tiny beads of sweat on her upper lip too; I knew she was hot.
It was so fluid the way they communicated somehow and Julie knew exactly what Dave wanted next, she would pull her by-now ruby lips off his co'ck, get up off her knees, and in one motion pull her pants and panties completely off, back over to my bed, and lay down with her legs spread wide, looking at Dave the whole time. Dave followed her to the bed in three steps, had his pants undone, and would climb between her open legs. Her pus'sy was always so wet from sucking his di'ck that he didn't have to fiddle with foreplay, he just put his co'ck in her. I think Julie most of the time reached down there and guided it in for him.
There was my fiancee, laying naked and her bare heels on my bed, her lovely knees up in the air, the guy from upstairs pushing his stiff di'ck in and out of her while I watched. It was strangely erotic to see the girl I was going to marry with her arms around some other guy as he fuc'ked her; I still remember the way she would look over at me with a blissful smile on her lips, big brown eyes open wide and in their own way, smiling too.
Dave would get close to cu'mming in a few minutes. He'd swing his legs off the bed, Julie's sexy leg on that side rolled down flat on the mattress. Holding his pants up, Dave would step towards the head of the bed and Julie would look up at him as she wrapped her moist and tender young lips around his shaft. Muffled cry from Julie, a groan from Dave, as he sprayed his cu'm into her mouth. God I love that scene. Her limpid brown eyes so big and her neck muscles taut as she held up her head, looked into his eyes, and accepted his gift of thick, earthy fluid. Then she would fold her long lashes down onto her cheeks, closing her eyes, and slide her warm wet lips up and down his co'ck to suck out every last drop of Dave's c'um.
