Claire stood up and returned to Paul, a clear hunger in her eyes for her first new lover in over 20 years. I sat slumped naked in my chair pathetically watching in equal measures of shock and awe at the scene unfolding in front of me. 20 minutes ago I’d been enjoying cocktails with no idea this was going to happen. I slowly stroked myself taking care not to over stimulate my throbbing and leaky cock.
Claire led Paul to the bed and sat on the end. She opened her legs wide displaying her clearly engorged and glistening pussy. Paul needed no second invite, no one would. He kissed his way down her body, knelt on the floor and lifted her legs over his shoulders. As he started to lick her Claire lay back on the bed and looked over at me.
‘Ooohhh. Oh my God! That feels incredible!’
This continued for a few minutes, and I recognised the noises and movements that Paul was pushing her towards climax. But this was not how Claire wanted to cum.
‘I need you in me!’ she declared moving back onto the bed and inviting Paul to climb between her legs. They kissed passionately as Paul gently stroked the tip of his cock up and down her slit moistening it as they both let out satisfied moans.
Suddenly Claire grabbed Paul’s buttocks and pulled him into her. In one slide as she was so wet he slid in right to the hilt.
‘Aaaahhhhhh!’ Claire screamed breaking off the kiss. ‘Fuck me Paul, fuck my married pussy!’
He started with slow long strokes elucidating primal noises of satisfaction from Claire. As the pace slowly increased Claire kept her gaze firmly on me. I nervously alternated between looking desperately into her eyes with jealousy yet deep happiness for her pleasure, and staring at his now glistening cock sliding in and out. Watching her pussy grip him on the withdrawal and accept him on the re-entry is honestly one of the hottest things I’d ever seen. I couldn’t wank any more without risking cumming, so I scooped my precum onto my thumb and tasted it, needing some sort of sexual experience. Claire saw this and smiled at me through the increasing expressions of sexual pleasure and approaching orgasm.
It wasn’t long before the inevitable. Claire’s breathing was getting faster and more erratic, her screams more desperate to get over the edge. ‘Yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me harder, come on, arrghhh, yes, Aaaarrrggghhhh! Oh my God, wow, ooohhhhhh!’
We had eye contact the whole time she had a huge orgasm. It was truly beautiful. Once she had come down, with Paul still slowing pumping away she mouthed to me ‘I love you!’
I had butterflies in my stomach watching as she turned back to Paul. She grabbed his buttocks again pulling him into her and started encouraging and demanding. ‘Cum for me Paul, cum in my pussy, flood my married pussy!’ |
