Now usually I like to strip down to nothing as soon as physically possibly when I’m with someone but this was an exception. I get over there and his wife is super into watch, doesn’t want to get involved just watch. I said sure, I’ve done that type of thing many times before. However, before we get started she pulls me into her big walk in closet and hangs me a bundle of clothes and tells me she wants me to wear them while I fuck her husband.

She steps out and I look at them, to see it’s a whole slutty outfit. A pleated mini skirt, a tight little top and panties. I put them on and stepped out to see the husband already stripping down. His cock hardened at the sight of my ass peeking out from beneath the skirt and before I knew it his hands were on me.

He pulled me on the bed and shoved the skirt up and began to lick me through the borrowed lace panties. They were impossibly thin and covered little but there was a seam that pressed right against my clit every time he shoved his tongue against it and it felt like heaven. I started grinding against his face as he ate me out through the fabric, sucking and licking through that slip of fabric as if it was nothing. As he pressed his tongue inside me, it pushed the panties further into my cunt. I shivered and writhed as he touched me and soon my control was punished to the limit. Before we had barely started things all my muscles locked up and I came right in those borrowed panties.

I threw myself back onto the bed, gasping for air as my muscles twitched. I could see his wife, her mouth open just watching it all unfold. The husband tore the panties off me and tossed them at his wife who caught them and held them tightly to her chest and then her face.

His hands were on my hips, yanking me to the edge of the bed where his throbbing cock was waiting. He pressed it to my wet opening and then plunged inside of me, pumping into my cunt easily with the amount of slick inside me. His fat cock rubbed against my walls and I was already falling apart as he leaned over me and began to fuck me like he owned me.

If I twisted my head all the way back I could see his wife, sniffing my cunt on her own panties as her husband plowed me in front of her. It made my muscles constrict around him and he stuttered to keep from cumming too early.

I was having so much, it should have been downright illegal.

He kept ramming into me. He grabbed my ankles and held them up in the air as he pounded into me, shaking the bed frame with each powerful thrust of his hips. I shouted his name as he took me, writhing under him on the bed as he pushed me closer and closer to another peak. I told myself I wouldn’t break so easily for the second time that night but his cock was too good, especially under the watchful gaze of his wife. I sucked in a breath and suddenly I was cumming on his cock, his thick shaft twitching inside of me as I brought him closer to the brink.

He leaned further over me, grunting into my ear as he fucked me hard. It was painful in the best way, like scratching an itch you couldn’t quite reach. I hooked my nails into his shoulders and dug in hard enough to draw blood as he kept going until his hips finally hitched. He groaned as he released inside of me, filling me with his load until it was dripping out of my cunt.

He pulled out, his cock dripping with cum and my own slick. He grabbed the panties from his wife and wiped his cock clean before tossing them at her again.

He pointed a finger at me and told me to stay right there, that we weren’t done yet tonight and he'd want me again.