Friday Nights Are For Fucking

My wife’s job keep her out of the house and on the road for up to five days a week. This schedule has resulted in us really looking forward to Friday night, because it’s on that day that she can finally let loose and not have to worry about an early morning the next day. As such, Friday nights usually consist of a big, delicious dinner prepared by me with lots of wine and a visit from any one of her regular lovers. Some Friday nights even see multiple guys coming to see her.
Last week was no exception, and shortly after we’d finished dinner, her favorite guy-on-the-side Ron showed up. I’m sure I’ve mentioned him before. He’s literally got a salami cock. It’s about eight and a half inches long and about six and a half around. Last night, he also had a friend from work with him. I didn’t get the dude’s name, but he was sporting a cock of about seven inches long and five inches around. Needless to say, they tag-teamed my wife and fucked her through the mattress. It wasn’t long after they arrived that they had her on a spit. They’d put her on her back, her head hanging over the side of the bed so that the friend could ram into her throat while Ron took advantage of her pussy with his giant rod. Normally, she can take about five inches into her mouth before her gag reflex kicks in, but for some reason — maybe the angle, who knows — she was taking the friend with no issues whatsoever. The two guys switched places a few times, moving her into different positions, before Ron’s buddy finally just took over and began screwing the shit out of her. I was absolutely amazed as I watched her spasm and climax multiple times. She’d just be finished with one orgasm when suddenly the next one would be upon her. To put it in perspective, in one five-minute period, she came seven times before he unloaded deep inside her.
When he got off of her, his jizz flowed out of her like a river. Ron, the dog that he is, said that he usually doesn’t mind sloppy seconds, but that was just a little too much for him. He motioned for me to come in and take care of things. I quickly dropped to her crotch, sucking her pussy and drinking up all the cream dripping from her hole. Ron’s friend was quite surprised. He said that it was the first time he’d ever seen another dude willingly and happily eat a stranger’s cum from a girl’s cunt, especially the cunt of his wife. As I licked and cleaned, Ron schooled his friend quickly on the basics of cuckoldry.
When I was done with my job, Ron took his place between my wife’s legs. He put her legs over his shoulders and proceeded to drill her like a mad man. My wife squirmed and yelled, writhing around in pleasure so much that Ron called me over and told me to help keep her still. I took hold of her shoulder and pinned them to the bed. She looked up at me through her eyelashes when I touched her, and I nearly creamed my pants. It was clear she was in fucking heaven, and then she was pulling me down and kissing me, whispering over and over how much she loved me and thanking me for being so understanding to her need for being screwed like this. I told her back that I loved her, too, and that all I wanted was for her to happy. She kissed me again, her tongue in my mouth playing with mine as Ron moaned down below and pushed his semen into her. This moment was easily the most erotic experience I’d ever had. Feeling the passion and love in her kisses while another dude jammed his prick into her and came was definitely the highest point of my cuckold life. I know that I could never have experienced so much passion from my wife in a single kiss if it had not been for another man bringing her such pleasure at the same time.