My Wife and Her Lover

Standing in the doorway of my bedroom, my gaze is fixed upon my wife and her lover, in our bed, engaging in the most passionate form of lovemaking. Their beautifully naked bodies twisted and twirling together, indulging in the most luxurious act of pleasure between two women that I have ever laid eyes upon. Her lover, an older woman of Cuban descent, with wild curly black hair covering her head and face, possessing an otherworldly curvaceous body, lays on top of the wrinkled bed sheets, her solid legs spread with my wife’s head buried deep between her moistened thighs. The contrast of their skin tones, her lover’s deep bronze tone, versus my wife’s milk chocolate glaze, seemingly melts together amid the flickering candlelight illuminating the bedroom.

Her lover’s deep throaty moans provide a lustful soundtrack as her delicate voice seemingly echoes throughout the four corners of the room.

“Oh nena si, chupame el cono.” she replies. “That’s it, baby, oh yes, right there.”

My wife’s tongue is like a magic wand, as her lover’s vocabulary switches from Spanish to English, as her delicate hands are playing with her large breasts.

My wife’s head raises from the space in between her lover’s legs, moving upwards, she begins sucking at her lover’s large nipples, while using her fingers to fuck the woman's engorged vagina.

The visual is something out of a few of the nude magazines my dad once owned when I was a pre-teen moving into my teenage years. The same magazines that I would sneak and read every chance I got. The same magazines that I would jerk my cock to every night before bed, and every morning before school. Those magazines had me overly curious and extremely obsessed with the female form, even to this day, and sometimes I think more so than the average man.

I was curious as to how a vagina worked. What it felt like to stick my dick inside of it. What it tasted like when I put my lips on it. How could I make a girl cum with my finger? How would her body react to me rubbing the tips of my finger against her clit?

The female form was a mystery to me until I lost my virginity at the age of twelve to a girl who was maybe a year older than me. Of course, neither one of us knew what we were doing. I just remember it being a bloody mess, but afterward, I developed a hefty yet desirable taste for sex.

And so, it began.

Standing here in the present, naked in my doorway, stroking my thick erect cock, while watching my beautiful brown skin wife make mad passionate love to her Cuban mistress, who whispers sexually charged vulgarities in her native tongue, before switching over to English phrases. Watching her plump toes curl as my wife brings her to several climaxes.

"Follame! Mami lame mi cono." she moans. "Ohhh, yes, right there, right there, fuck me."

I stroke my dick harder and faster, as my eyes take in the sight of the two women locked in a very longing embrace, their mouths pressed tightly against one another. Their tongues are locked in a twist, their breasts are mashed tightly against the other, just as their pussies, dripping with their liquid secretions, are conjoined. Their bodies writhing up and down, moving back and forth. Watching them roll over the four corners of our king-sized bed, eating each other out, sucking the other’s clit, nursing at the other’s breasts.

"Mmmm oh, yes, baby." my wife moans as her lover sucks at her pussy.

Their fingers move in and out of the other. I watch my wife’s tongue dart in and out of her lover’s asshole before she sucks her beautiful toes. The older woman is spent, as my wife is uncontrollably insatiable, and I am turned on more and more, standing in the doorway, still stroking my enlarged cock. My balls are so full of cum, ready to explode.

“Oh, oh, baby, fuck me.” Her lover hisses, as her feet are being devoured by my wife’s mouth. Gently, she sticks her tongue in the spaces between her toes, massaging the soles of her feet. Her full lips encase each of her lover’s toes, one by one, giving them extra special care, as her lover is apparently being driven out of her mind.

My wife then grinds her pussy against the older woman as the two once again find their bodies cemented. The bed begins to rock back and forth as the bedsprings begin to squeak loudly as their bodies rock back and forth. Her lover’s moans become louder as the two are not just lost, but trapped within the throes of fiery passion.

“Yes, baby, yes baby, right there.” Her lover screams as the two women grind their pussies together.

My wife begins thrusting her body against her lover’s, the two move in unison, rocking back and forth, with me still standing in the doorway, following their rhythm as I jack my dick.

I feel a warm tingle in my balls, as sweat pours from my forehead.

The two women moan in unison, their voices blend so well, like a euphoric melody. I find myself joining in, providing the baritone to their soprano-like wails.

The three of us have become a sexual chorus, our moans harmonious.

Their bodies swayed to their own rhythm, as I beat my beefy dick like a drum.

My deep baritone wails are turning me on so much that I feel my dick explode as hot cum erupts from the tip of my cock head, coating the palm of my hand, even splattering on my bare feet. I use the cum in my hand as lube and continue jacking off until another very large load of cum explodes from the tip of my cock head coating my hand, dripping on my feet once more. My racing pulse slowly returns to its normal pace, as a wave of relief encases my body.

By now the two women, having climaxed for the final time, lay in bed, naked, on top of the wrinkled sheets, soaked in sweat and pussy juice. Their hair is tussled, their bodies twisted like that of a pretzel, as both are in a state of what I’d like to call a very cool, yet calm state of relaxation.

I slowly drag myself into the bathroom to clean up and take a very nice long piss.

Upon emerging from the restroom, my wife’s lover, still naked is walking down the hallway.

She smiles. “Excuse me.” She replies as she steps into the bathroom. I close the door behind her. Walking back into the bedroom, I am greeted by my wife’s beautiful smile and her naked body, as she wraps her arms around me, and kisses me. Granted I can taste her lover’s aroma on her lips, and it is quite intoxicating.

Her lover returns from the bathroom freshened up, her once wild mane now neatly tamed, as her once naked body is contained by her G-string and a strapless bra. She walks into the bedroom and dresses.

Once her lover is fully dressed, she prepares to make her exit. My wife turns to her, and the two kiss.

“Mmmm.” My wife moans. “I can’t wait until the next time.”

“Me neither.” Her lover replies.

The two separate, her lover smiles before she makes her way down our long corridor and down the staircases. Upon hearing the front door close shut, my wife and I retire to our bedroom.

“I think I will take a hot shower….do you care to join me?” she replies as the light from the flickering candles highlight her brown eyes.

“How can I resist?” I reply.

“I mean look at this body.” She replies with her usual sharp humor.

We both laugh before embracing.

We walk hand in hand to the shower, naked, still basking in the glow of the night’s events.

Turning on the shower, we step inside, our bodies covered in hot water, as the steam from the shower soon fills the bathroom, enveloping us in its mystery, as we disappear into the cloud of steam, kissing and giggling like giddy teenagers.

"Ohh..., I like that." she moans.

The End.