Ruin My Wife's Pussy

Garrett didn’t mind me watching. We’d all gotten used to our little arrangement with him visiting about once a month to fuck Julia while I watched and filmed. His cock was twice the size of mine. He grabbed my wife’s ankles and spread her legs, yanking her body towards him. She gave a little squeal in anticipation of what was coming next. Garrett’s long, thick cock hung between his legs, already hard, ready to take her.

Now my wife was facedown in the mattress, perking her ass up for him. He pawed at her body hungrily, and she was basking in his lustful attention. He grabbed her ass with both hands, spreading it lazily. He rubbed her pussy, drawing out a soft moan, but he was having his fun playing with her ass. He was fixated on it, and she lay there with her head resting on her arms, content to be the center of attention. Watching this man lustfully fondle my wife’s ass was turning me on, but I had to pace myself. I didn’t want to cum early, not again.

Finally, he spat on his hand and rubbed his massive dick.

“You’re so big,” she whispered into the sheets as he slipped it in. There was a strain in her voice. She really meant it.

He clapped her slowly, methodically, knowing that she needed to warm up to his eight-inch dick.

He buried his face into her shoulder and she turned her head to kiss him.

“Fuck me harder, fuck me harder,” she moaned. He didn’t need more encouragement than that. He picked up speed, thrusting into her with greater and greater power.

I stroked myself, watching, mesmerized by her moans and squeals. I wasn’t here, as far as Garrett was concerned, but Julia was putting on a show for me. She swore up and down she didn’t like how insanely big his dick was, but if that was true, she was a pretty good actress.

There was some truth to it. She told him to stop often, usually just with an exasperated “Okay!” with a gentle touch. He always immediately obliged, slowing down or pulling out to change position or go slower. I got the sense he was used to this kind of thing from women. Big dick problems.

He flipped Julia over on her back. Grabbing her ankles, he split her legs in two, making her exposed and vulnerable on the sheets. He towered over her, his cock swinging back and forth. He yanked her towards him. He grabbed her hips and penetrated her. I watched his heavy balls hang down against Julia's asshole as he pounded her, driving her deep into the mattress with every forceful downward thrust of his pulsing cock. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his shoulders. They were whispering something back and forth, I couldn’t hear it.

I was so close to cumming. I took my hand off my throbbing dick, letting it twitch. Any more touching and I’d explode.

Eventually she would beg him to cum.

“Please cum inside me, please cum inside me, please cum please cum please please please…”

It was hot, sure, but everyone knew that meant she had reached her limit.

Garrett took a long time to cum, and knowing he was hurting her seemed to slow the process even more. Nonetheless, Julia's tight pussy could bring him to orgasm in a short time.

I wanted him to finish, too. I loved sloppy seconds after Garrett fucked my wife. He really worked her hole over, and she felt like...well, nothing in the aftermath. But watching always brought me so close to the edge, it didn’t matter that my wife’s pussy felt like she’d been gangbanged.

Soon she’d have two loads of cum inside her.

She looked so cute, so innocent. Her red-flushed cheeks and her sleepily half-closed eyes, her curly brunette hair falling around her shoulders. She gripped his strong forearms as he made her breasts bounce up and down with each thrust. She was getting her pussy wrecked right now, I thought.

Ruin her, I said to myself. Ruin my wife’s pussy…