While Her Husband Watches

by Thomas Henry

  When I sensed that she was ready, I started to move again. I gave her a few long, slow strokes and then very slowly pulled my cock free from her. I kissed her lips and then her nipples as I rose up on my hands and knees. “Roll over,” I said.

  Karen didn’t question my request. She just rolled over onto her stomach and stretched her hands high above her head. I straddled her on my knees and dragged the tip of my cock up between her thighs until it was nestled between her butt cheeks.

  “Hey, let’s be careful where we put that thing, okay?” she said.

  “No worries. I’ll be very careful,” I said as I leaned over and kissed the middle of her back.

  Karen turned her head and gave me a sideways look. “I’ve never…you know. I mean, Ted has asked me to, but…”

  “Afraid it will hurt?” I asked.

  Karen nodded. “Actually, we tried once. But I couldn’t handle it.”

  “Just a matter of relaxation and lubrication,” I said. “Maybe we’ll give it a try sometime. Meanwhile, I’ve got other plans for you.”

  “Oh, do tell.”

  “How about if I show and tell?” I grasped her shoulders and massaged them while I dragged my still-hard cock down into the slippery warmth between her thighs. As I continued to massage her shoulders, I worked my cock against her pussy, spreading her lubrication. I found the right spot and pushed my cock into her. I moved in and out, going a bit deeper with each push, spreading her wetness up my length. She was so wet that it took only a few strokes before I was buried up to my balls in her.

  The feel of her round, firm ass between my thighs was an incredible turn-on. There was just something almost primitive and animalistic about it. I wondered if this was how cave men took their women. I had a momentary mental image of a hairy beast of a man throwing Karen face down on a bearskin and ramming his engorged cock into her, violating her and pumping his semen into her.

  I grasped her shoulders and plunged deep into her. The mental image of her being taken by the cave man combined with the feel of my cock deep in her hot, wet pussy brought me to the ragged edge. I had to close my eyes and hold very still for a few seconds to stop myself from spilling my seed into her. I fully intended to inseminate her before the night was over. More than once, with any luck. But I wasn’t ready yet. I wanted to bring myself to the edge a few more times, building up the intensity and volume of my orgasm when I finally let it go. And when that time came, I wanted to be face-to-face with her, kissing her, feeling her breasts hard against my chest as I pumped my semen into her belly.

  I waited a bit longer until the danger passed. When it was safe for me to move, I grasped her waist with my hands and started sliding my cock in and out of her again. I pulled out until the head of my cock was just inside her, and then I slowly, but forcefully slid my full length deep into her until my balls were nestled up against her pussy. Karen grunted and pushed back against me with each stroke. I quickly came to the brink again, so I pulled out of her and rolled over onto my side next to her. I ran the palm of my hand up and down her body, from the middle of her back, down over the delicious curve of her ass, and down to her ankle.

  “Mmm, that feels good,” she said. .

  “Sure does.”

  “I love your touch.”

  “I’m glad, but I’m not doing it for your pleasure.”

  “Oh?”

  “Nope. Just feeling you up.”

  “Really? Well, feel this!” she said. She pushed me down flat on my back and climbed on top of me. She trapped my erection between her pussy and my belly, rubbing her wetness up and down the underside of my shaft. She leaned over and let her breasts sway, her nipples tracing patterns on my chest. She continued for quite a while, rubbing her clit hard against the underside of my cock, her movements becoming more and more forceful as her need rose. I pulled her down and kissed her, moving with her, rubbing my cock against her. She sat up and grasped her breasts with her own hands, cupping them and rubbing her engorged nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. She rolled her head from side-to-side a few times and then went rigid, clamping my hips hard between her thighs. It was all I could do not to cum with her. Fortunately, she held still, squeezing her nipples with her fingers and me with her legs, for long enough for me to pull back from the brink.

  Karen started to relax. She placed her hands on the bed on either side of my head and leaned forward to kiss me. As we kissed, she lowered her body onto mine. She broke off the kiss. “I need to catch my breath,” she said as she rubbed her cheek against mine, her breath ragged in my ear.

  I wrapped my arms around her and gave her a big hug. Then I started sliding my palms up and down her back, from her shoulders, down to the small of her back, and then over the swell of her butt.

  “Feeling me up again?” she asked.

  “Yep. Giving my hands a thrill while I scheme.”

  “Scheme?”

  “Scheme. Don’t think I’m done with you yet, do you?”

  “Oh, I hope not. I certainly am not done with you.” She kissed my cheek and then started kissing her way down my chest. She sucked briefly on each of my nipples and then ran the tip of her tongue around them. Then she kissed her way down my stomach, pausing briefly at my belly button before she found my aching cock. She kissed the head and then ran her tongue down my length to my balls. She licked and sucked on them for a while and then ran her tongue back up my shaft. She engulfed me with her mouth as she captured my balls with her hand. She sucked hard on me while she massaged my balls. My orgasm started to rise. Karen must have sensed it. She stopped sucking and said, “Don’t cum in my mouth.” Then she winked. “At least not this time. I want the first one inside me.”

  She grasped my cock and gave the tip a final lick. “You taste good,” she said.

  “I think you’re tasting yourself,” I said. “But I agree. You do taste good. Perhaps I’ll give you a taste of me a bit later.” I pulled her up on top of me. We kissed and then she slowly impaled herself on my cock. She was stretched out on top of me, and she slid her breasts up and down my chest as she slowly rode me. I held her ass as I rose to meet her with a thrust of my own.

  “So tell me,” she said. “Exactly what was it you were scheming about?”

  “Mmm. Not sure I can explain,” I said. “May have to show you.” And with that, I wrapped my arms around her and, with my cock deep in her, rolled her over onto her back. I pulled my arms out from under her so I could support myself while I spread her legs with my knees. Then I took hold of her hands and stretched them high above her head. Stretching her out like that had a wonderful effect on her breasts. Her back arched a bit, raising her plump breasts toward my mouth. Holding her hands firmly against the bed above her head, I leaned down and captured one of her nipples with my lips. I slowly sucked it deep into my mouth. I could feel it swell as I sucked on it. When it was nice and hard, I captured the other one and sucked it until it was as swollen as the first. Then I began to switch back and forth, sucking on one and then the other as if I were trying to milk her. Karen squeezed my hands and rolled her head from side-to-side. She squirmed against my cock. I held still, buried deep in her, as I continued to suck on her and she continued to thrust against me.

  “Oh, god! I’m gonna cum again!” She opened her eyes stared directly into mine. I couldn’t tell if it was a look of ecstasy or if she was pleading with me. “Give it to me,” she said. “Make me cum. Cum with me!”

  I gripped her hands and stretched them high and wide as if I had them bound to the headboard. I began thrusting into her harder and harder, faster and faster, just as deep as I could. It took only a few strokes for my orgasm to start to rise in me. I knew this was going to be it. There was no way I was pulling back from the edge this time. I was going to cum, and it was going to be huge. I pounded her, driving my cock deep into her, thumping the bed against the wall again and again. At the last moment, I let go of her hands, slipped my arm under her shoulder, and grabbed her by the back of the neck. I kisse
d her, fucking her mouth with my tongue as I finally lost all control and flooded her with my semen. She gripped my shoulders, digging her fingernails into my skin, as she squealed and convulsed with me.

  I held her tight, kissing her, as I continued to spasm, adding spurt after spurt to the pool of my semen inside her. The spasms continued for a while after I had no semen left to give her. I relaxed my grip on her neck, but I continued to hold it as a symbol of my possession of her. She released her grip on my shoulders and wrapped her arms around my neck. We continued to kiss, slowly, deeply, occasionally breaking off for a few seconds to catch our breath. During one of those breaks, she whispered, “That was a great scheme.”

  “Thanks. But that was only half a scheme.”

  “Oh? How the hell are you going to top that?”

  I gave her quick kisses on her lips, the tip of her nose, her eyes, and then her chin. “Well, let’s see…” I kissed my way down her neck and the center of her chest, with momentary detours to her nipples. I slowly pulled my still-swollen cock from her pussy. I kissed my way down her tummy and through her pubic hair. I pulled back so I could look at her. A thick stream of my semen oozed out of her swollen pussy and dripped onto the bed. There was something incredibly stimulating about seeing my sperm seep from another man’s woman. I wondered if Ted would have the same reaction. Would he even let me fuck his wife without a condom?

  I decided not to think about that just yet. I grabbed Karen by the backs of her thighs, down near her knees, and spread her wide apart. Her pussy lips parted and more of my semen seeped out. I leaned over and planted my mouth on her and plunged my tongue into her. She was full of my thick, slippery juice. I used my tongue to work some of it up to her clit. When it was thoroughly bathed in my lubrication, I began massaging it with the flat of my tongue.

  After a few moments, Karen grasped my head with her hands. “Easy,” she said. “I’m very sensitive right now.”

  I held still for a bit and then slowly penetrated her with my tongue again. I ran my tongue back and forth through my semen until it was coated thoroughly. Then I rose up on my knees and leaned forward. I found her lips with mine, and as we kissed, I parted her lips with my tongue and let my sperm ooze from my mouth to hers.

  She sucked my tongue until she had taken every bit of the wetness I had drawn from her pussy. “Mmm. You taste good, too,” she said.

  I rolled over onto my side next to her and placed my hand on her tummy. I briefly fantasized that I could feel my child inside her. I kept my hand on her as I leaned over and kissed her lips. As if she had been reading my mind, she asked, “Why didn’t you ever have any children?”

  “Well,” I said, “Different reasons at different times. But I guess it all boils down to me never getting to the point where I wanted them.”

  “Why not?”

  “Well…” My voice caught in my throat. “I guess the real reason is that the woman who was supposed to be the mother of my children married another man and had his children instead.”

  “But you’ve been married a couple of times.”

  “Yeah, but not to her.”

  “Sounds like you’re still in love with her.”

  “Yeah. The great tragedy of my life. I’ll always be in love with a woman I haven’t seen in decades.”

  We lay there silent for a while. I had spent many years trying not to think about Rachel. I could feel the tears brimming in my eyes. Before they could spill over onto my cheeks, I rolled Karen onto her side, facing away from me, and snuggled up behind her, spooning her. I slipped one arm under her pillow so I could wrap both arms around her. I kissed the back of her neck and pulled her tight against me, her ass pressed against my groin, our wetness seeping into the sheet. For just a few moments, I fantasized that she was Rachel.

  “Well,” Karen said. “It’s not too late. You’re not too old. Maybe you’ll find another mother for your children.”

  “Maybe,” I said, knowing in my heart that I never would find another Rachel.

  “Can I ask you about something else?” Karen asked.

  “You may.” I was glad to have a change of subject.

  “Do you think it’s strange for Ted to want to see me with another man? If he loves me, how can he want to have another man fuck me?”

  “It’s a pretty common fantasy.”

  “Really?”

  “Yeah. I don’t know how many people actually do it, but it’s a common fantasy.”

  “But Ted doesn’t just fantasize about it. He really wants to do it.”

  “Well, at least he thinks he does. Maybe the reality won’t live up to the fantasy.”

  “I guess I just don’t understand how a man could want to see another man fuck the woman he loves.”

  “I don’t think I can explain the logic of it. Maybe there isn’t any. Maybe it’s just some mindless, primal drive. But I get it. I know the feeling.”

  “Do you fantasize about seeing Mai with another man?”

  “Sure. I’ve actually watched her fuck other guys.”

  “You’re kidding!”

  “Nope.”

  “Tell me about it.”

  “Well, I think the best time was with this young guy who was about to get married. Mai met him when he came to change our cable box. She’s always on the lookout for American guys to marry some of her relatives in Southeast Asia, so I guess she asked if he was married and so forth. Anyway, she found out that he was about to marry some woman here. I’m not sure exactly how it came about, but she discovered that he and his fiancé weren’t very experienced. So, she decided she was going to give him some pre-marital lovemaking lessons. He had other appointments to go to that day, so Mai invited him to come back another day when he had some time.”

  “How did you find out about it?” Karen asked.

  “Mai told me about it. She knew it would turn me on to watch, but she figured that the guy wouldn’t be comfortable having me there. So, she planned for me to watch them without him knowing. I was supposed to come home from work and hide in the closet before he arrived. But I got tied up and couldn’t get away in time. By the time I got there, they already had started. Fortunately, Mai had left the bedroom door cracked open, so I was able to watch without being seen.

  “When I first peeked through the crack, they were lying face-to-face on the bed, kissing. He was naked, and she was wearing tiny white panties and a bra. He was hugging her and massaging her pussy through her panties with his fingers. She had her hands down between them, stroking his cock with one and cupping his balls with the other.”

  “Why wasn’t she naked, too?” Karen asked.

  “I think she was trying to get him really worked up without letting him get very far very quickly. I’m pretty sure she was stalling, waiting for me to get home.”

  “I guess that makes sense. So you were watching, but they didn’t know you were there?”

  “He was facing away from the door, so I stuck a couple of fingers though the crack and wiggled them at Mai. I caught her eye and she gave a slight nod. She let go of the guy’s junk and pushed him over onto his back. She straddled him with his rigid cock standing up against her ass. She reached behind and squeezed him. Then she unfastened her bra and tossed it on the floor.

  “You’ve seen her, so you know she’s got really big tits. The guy was all over them in an instant, massaging with his hands and sucking on her huge nipples. She let him suck her for a couple of minutes and then she slid down and took his cock in her mouth. She sucked hard for a few seconds and then stopped abruptly. I think she sensed that he was about to cum, so she held still to let him regain control. Then she started sucking again, this time very slowly, as she gently massaged his balls.”

  “Is she really good at giving blow jobs?”

  “Oh, yes.”

  “Um…does she let you cum in her mouth?”

  “Yeah, she really likes that. Funny, isn’t it? Some women refuse to go down on a man, and others seem to love it.”

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��What about the woman who was supposed to be the mother of your children?”

  “Her name was Rachel. She was really good at it, and she really seemed to enjoy it.”

  “Did you teach her?”

  “No. She was the first woman ever to do that to me. Maybe some other guy taught her, but I always wanted to think it just came naturally.”

  “I hope you don’t mind me asking about this stuff. I don’t really have much experience, so I’m trying to learn.”

  I gave Karen a little hug. “I guess it just comes naturally to you, too.”

  “Yeah, I guess. Um, one more question before you get back to your story.”

  “Okay.”

  “Um…do the women usually swallow your sperm?”

  “Mai always does. Rachel sometimes swallowed, and sometimes she opened the car door and spit it out on the ground.”

  “Why did she do that?”

  “I asked her once. She said she worried that swallowing it might make me think she was slutty.”

  “Did it?”

  “Not at all. It was gratifying to have her swallow my semen. I took it as a sign of desire for me. Almost an act of love.”

  “I see. So, Mai was giving the guy a blow job.”

  “Yeah. But it didn’t last long. He sat up and tossed Mai onto her back. He grabbed her panties and jerked them down her legs and over her feet. He tossed them on the floor and grabbed her legs and spread her wide apart. Then he dove in and began to lick her pussy. I could see that she already was pretty wet, which probably was a good thing because the guy didn’t know what he was doing.”

  “Unlike yourself,” Karen said, wiggling her ass against me.

  “Ah, flattery will get you everywhere.”

  “That’s good to know, but finish your story first.”

  “Okay. So this guy licks Mai’s pussy for a couple of minutes. His cock was starting to drip. It was very stimulating, watching him lust after her. I was as hard as he was.

  “It wasn’t long before he climbed on top of Mai and tried to find her pussy with his cock. She spread her legs, grabbed him, and guided him into her. He immediately began pumping her for all he was worth. It was a real turn-on to watch him ravish her. I could feel his need to plant his seed in her.