Part 3: (edited to clean up some grammar issues, and rearrange the highlight videos better align with the experience)

I was impressed, stunned, excited, anxious, and incredibly aroused when I heard her speak so deliberately. And clearly, the gentleman was more than willing, as he replied while still in motion.

"Yes."

He picked up his pace and I could see his cock, long and full, plunging into my wife's pussy again and again. He started breathing heavier as she began cumming on his cock. I could see her cum creaming around his shaft as he bucked deeper and harder. Soon, I could see that he was buried balls deep inside my wife and could hear her gasps in rhythm with his penetrations. Her beautiful eyes, half shut, and her soft lips pursed over and over and she moaned louder and louder.

The gentleman began to breathe heavily, his arms under her knees as he drew her closer upon him. I could hear their bodies smacking together as my wife cried out again and again as she was cumming heavily. I could smell her cumming, and could tell that the gentleman was approaching his climax.

Suddenly, I remembered something from our bedroom fantasies, and gently raised my hand and placed it upon the gentleman's chest. He paused instantly, somewhat unsure if he had broached some unwritten rule, and my wife shuddered once more.

"Fuck her mouth."

I looked over at my wife and her eyes acknowledged our bedroom fantasy as well. The gentleman withdrew his cock, his shaft covered in her cum and slid back. My wife took the cue and propped herself upon her hands and knees before him and looked over at me, before wrapping her small hand around his thick cock. He knelt on the edge of the bed as my wife slipped the head of his cock into her mouth, and let her tongue work around the base of his shaft. Her hair fell forward, obscuring my view almost entirely, but I knew what I had to do.

Quickly rising, I slipped out of my shirt, pants and boxers and then returned to the bedside. I placed my hand on her hip, as the gentleman guided my wife's head with his hands. I listened to him moan as she took him deep, and I positioned myself directly behind her.

Her pussy was glistening, creamy, and slightly swollen from the activity. I fell to my knees and pulled her hips back toward my face, as I began licking her freshly-fucked vulva. Her taste was familiar and slightly tainted as my tongue slipped down over her clit. I brushed my nose against her pussy lips and tried to suckle on her clit, but relented to probing her pussy with my tongue again and again.

She moaned as the gentleman was slowly fucking her mouth, deeper and faster. I could taste her pussy getting cummier and wetter as I explored her depths and suckled her labia.

Oddly (I mean, incredibly oddly) I wasn't fully aroused at this point. I was only semi-erect, but I knew what my wife wanted. I tasted her once more, and then pulled myself upright behind her, slowly rubbing my cock against her labia. As soon as the head of my cock was in position, I thrust into her and heard her muffled gasp.

The gentleman by now had both hands behind my wife's head and was thrusting upwards at a regular pace, breathing deeply and grunting. Between us, my wife was moaning, her mouth and pussy alternately being stuffed as she rocked between us. Finally, she pulled her head back and gasped loudly, then rolled onto her side and placed her lips around my cock.

The gentleman grasped her legs and spread them open again, and his cock was much harder than his initial penetration. With my wife slowly tasting my cock and witnessing the probing thrusts of the gentleman, I could feel my own cock starting to swell. After a few minutes, I withdrew my cock from my wife's mouth as she climaxed repeatedly.

"Oh fuck..." I heard the gentleman respond, clearly feeling the pulsing of my wife's pussy around his thrusting cock.

"I'm gonna cum..."

"Do it... do it..." my wife uttered, nearly breathlessly. Her hand was stroking my stiffening cock and I heard their bodies slapping together as he pulled on her knees, driving deeper and deeper into her. I put my hand out and began rubbing her exposed and swollen clit quickly but subtly.

Finally, after he was balls deep, and my wife was openly yelping in ecstasy, I heard the gentleman start to climax.

"I'm cummin'!" he exclaimed as he pulled her hips close and thrust deep, then threw his head back and arched his body. He held that stiffened pose for what seemed like 5 seconds, before he slowly began sliding his cock into and out of my wife's cum-filled pussy. I could see their creamy off-white cum all over his cock and my wife's pussy lips. For a moment, he pulled all the way out, then slid back in, and their cum was wiped back down to the base of his cock once again.

I looked at my wife's gleaming eyes, so satisfied and fulfilled, and her tiny Mona Lisa smile. I then turned to the gentleman and said, "Let her clean you off."

He got the message and withdrew completely without hesitation. I quickly shuffled to switch places with him while my wife propped herself up on her elbows and looked at the gentleman's cock as he approached her. I positioned myself at the end of the bed, and looked up and met my wife's gaze.

I can only say it so many ways. Her look was a mixture of a knowing deep love, of pride and pleasure, both seductive and alluring, yet vanished inhibition and surprise at herself. I've imagined it, fantasized about it, searched all over the internet for something like it, and have never found anything approaching the unbridled desirability of that gaze. My wife, the love of my life, was breathtakingly beautiful, empowered, and emboldened.

Then I glanced at her pussy, which she slightly opened before me.

I'd seen images of creampies before, had delivered hundreds over the years, and yet I saw something I wasn't expecting. Her pussy contained a small pearl of thick cum, smaller than pencil eraser, on the right side of her opened vulva. Below it, and on the curve of her ass on her left cheek was a larger, but pebble sized dollop of cum clinging lightly to her skin, and her pores were raised from her excitement.

I gently massaged his cum into her pussy with my middle finger and looked back up at my wife, who began to suck on the head of his cock as he awkwardly fed it to her. I raised up, placed my hands on her breasts and rubbed my cock all over her fucked pussy.

My wife's gaze began an alternating cycle - she looked up at the gentleman, then at his cum covered cock that he was slipping into her mouth, then over to me as I began thrusting inside her. She closed her eyes, then repeated the cycle and began moaning again - her mouth full and her eyes flicking from place to place to place.

The gentleman stroked her hair as I fucked my wife's cum-filled pussy deliberately and vigorously. I would say that her pussy felt wet, but that isn't correct. It literally felt cum-filled and I could feel it dripping out at each of my thrusts. I looked down and watched my own cock, covered in their cum stroke deeper and faster and deeper and faster.

I could see the gentleman's cock getting slightly more erect again in my wife's mouth, and I heard her gasp as she popped it out and her legs began to quiver. I could feel her pussy clench on my swollen cock, a well-known indication that she was about to climax again, and I returned my hands to her breasts and rolled her nipples into my palms. For several minutes I continued this, but I knew that I would not be able to sustain it, and so at the first sensation that I was about to cum, I just began to thrust deeper into her. Finally, I touched her center, and started cumming loudly, forcefully, deep inside my wife. She stroked the gentleman's cock as she gulped and gasped, finally putting his semi-hard cock into her mouth and turning her head to take more of it in.

Her body shuddered and I slipped my swollen cock out of her pussy, which dripped clear white now. I stood up, still erect in front of her, and made eye-contact again. She was enthralled and animated as she tasted her pussy off of his cock, but I curled my finger and she quickly placed herself on all fours and smiled as she looked up at me.

I caressed her cheek as I raised my cock toward her mouth, and her tongue caressed the base of my shaft, before slipping the head of my cock inside.

The sensation was incredible. I was still "buzzing" from having climaxed, and now my wife was cleaning my cock, trying to look into my eyes and raising her doubly-fucked and filled pussy into the air.

The gentleman wasted no time positioning himself behind her and thrusting, slowly at first, but then more deliberately. My wife's melodic moans became elongated grunts of passion as she bobbed between our two hard cocks. She was actively sucking and licking all the cum off of my cock, while the gentleman was probing deeper and faster behind her. I could see her pussy lips clinging to his cock, and remnants of our cum foaming up on his shaft.

For at least two minutes this continued, until my cock became so sensitive that I had to extract it with a satisfied gasp. I stepped back and watched my wife clutch the white comforter as the gentleman fucked her rapidly from behind. Self-servingly, I positioned myself at their side and watched as my wife pushed her head into the blanket, as her ass raised higher and higher. I could see that his cock was swollen and thick, and that her pussy lips greedily clutched at it each time it withdrew.

My wife was moaning in pleasure, and I could smell her cumming again as the gentleman's loins smacked against my wife's ass with each pounding thrust. She was climaxing, cumming, clutching the comforter and arching her back to receive the maximum penetration that she could. For nearly five minutes (I remember because the song that was playing was almost that long), I watched her getting fucked by the gentleman over and over and over and over....

Finally she gasped and the gentleman withdrew for the final time. He rolled onto his back and my wife rolled adjacent to him. She looked at me, and her eyes widened in amazement at how incredible she felt. She asked for some water, and I remembered that there were two bottles in the living area. I looked over at the gentleman and indicated that he should go get them.

He understood, then rose and retrieved the water as I continued gazing lovingly at my beautiful wife. When he returned, he opened a bottle and handed it to her, and laid by her again. She drank deeply, and smiled pulling the bottle away from her lips in a fellatio-like manner, all while maintaining eye-contact with me.

I was king of the world.

Until I saw the gentleman caressing my wife's shoulder.

Even worse, I saw her reach up and caress his arm in a similar manner.

Obviously it is hypocritical to say that I was jealous after such an erotic activity, but what I was witnessing right there did not seem erotic or enticing or alluring. It seemed, for lack of a better word, unwelcome.

At the same time, the gentleman asked if we were "Ready for round 2 and a half..." I maintained my composure, and gazing deeply into my wife's loving eyes, I smiled briefly and responded directly.

"No. I think we're good."

My wife's blink showed her surprise, since this had been a long-running fantasy of ours. However, she nodded her assent, and looked over at the gentleman.

"Thank you," she said, and withdrew her caress from his arm.

The gentleman nodded and my wife's eyes met mine again. We stared longingly, lovingly, at each other without a word for a long time. During this, the gentleman slipped off the bed, quickly dressed, and left our room without another word.

As the door closed behind him, the sound caused my wife and I to glance in that direction.

"Did he just leave?" she asked.

"Yes." I replied, assuredly.

"Wow..." my wife trailed.

"That was intense," I acknowledged as she nodded vigorously, taking another drink of the water. She exhaled deeply and looked at me and smiled wide, proud and amazed at our encounter. The entire evening with the gentleman had lasted about an hour and a half, and then he was gone forever.

We quickly got dressed, headed to a bar, and chain-smoked nearly an entire pack of cigarettes between us (we're non-smokers, btw) as we quietly discussed and debriefed the entire evening.

I told my wife that I have always loved her, was always impressed by her, but that she was amazing, so desirable, so bold. She told me that she felt the same, and was so happy that I enjoyed myself so much. She said that her heart was pounding so much that it almost made her ears ring. She was beaming. I felt very happy that I could help make my wife feel so wonderful.

We returned to our hotel room and took a long, hot bath. After we dried off, we headed to bed, where we snuggled close the entire night, caressing each other in our lovers' embrace.

The end...?

Here are some links that might help highlight what we experienced.
PLEASE NOTE: These are NOT us, do NOT belong to us, and are NOT "the gentleman" either. However, it is a decent approximation of some of our encounter and I thought it might be nice to share.

I hope you enjoyed this retelling. It has been a very contentful year since our encounter, and I can attest that these events are as true as I can possibly remember. I don't know if this is for everyone, and I don't think we'll ever become part of the "lifestyle", but for one night, for one amazing night, we were in another world and have been even more in love ever since.

https://www.redgifs.com/watch/mediumturquoiseadorableguanaco

https://www.redgifs.com/watch/enchanteduncommonherring

https://www.redgifs.com/watch/mediumforestgreenoriginalannashummingbird

https://www.redgifs.com/watch/punyreliableanhinga

https://www.redgifs.com/watch/onerlookedwidevampirebat

https://www.redgifs.com/watch/delightfulthinanhinga