The Husband Asked Me to Fuck His Wife

It all started one February morning in the early hours, in one of those free dating chats you join without looking for anything in particular and end up reading ads until three in the morning. A guy named Álex wrote to me. He was from the Costa Brava, said he was in his early forties, and was looking for a well-endowed mature man to have a threesome with his partner. I replied, we exchanged a few photos, and he told me I was exactly what they were looking for.

We moved over to Telegram. For almost three weeks, we talked about a bit of everything: fantasies, tastes, boundaries, what turned Silvia on—because that was her name—and what excited him most about watching. There was no rush. We were both married adults, with our responsibilities weighing on us, and arranging a night like that required everything to line up.

One Saturday morning, his message arrived.

—Silvia’s really horny today. She’s been thinking about you all week. Are you coming tonight?

I was free. They only asked me for two things: to book a room at a hotel on the coast and bring condoms. I booked a junior suite at a four-star hotel in Palamós, stopped at a pharmacy, bought a box of XL condoms, and got into the car with my stomach tied in knots. Forty minutes on the highway, music playing softly, my mouth dry. Álex had sent me a single photo of Silvia, and it wasn’t much: a round, white ass pressed against a rumpled sheet. I had no idea about the rest. No face, no tits, no idea how she moved or how she talked.

By quarter to eight, I was already in the room. I sent him the number on WhatsApp, and he replied immediately.

—We’re coming into the hotel. Leave the door slightly open. We want you on top of the bed, naked, with your cock nice and hard.

I let out a nervous laugh at the screen. I undressed, folded my clothes over the chair, left the box of condoms open on the bedside table, and turned on only the lamp in the corner. I lay on top of the duvet, my hands behind my head. My cock wouldn’t get hard no matter how much I touched it: the nerves were stronger than the desire. I ran my hand over my foreskin, squeezed the base, and took a deep breath. In the end, I left it alone and waited, half-hard.

The door opened with a soft squeak. Álex came in first—gray jacket, three-day beard, mocking eyes—and she followed behind him.

Silvia was far better than I’d imagined. She must have been around forty-two, with brown hair streaked with blonde, falling below her shoulders, a wide mouth, and lips painted a muted red. Short black dress, heels. She looked me up and down from the doorway with a smile I couldn’t read, and for a second I felt ridiculous lying there with my cock only half-hard, exposed like a dish on a table.

—Darling—Álex said without taking his eyes off me—here she is. This is the man who’s going to give you pleasure for quite a while.

—Hi—she said, coming closer slowly.

—Hi—I replied, propping myself up on one elbow.

Silvia bent down and gave me a quick peck on the lips, as casually as if we’d known each other forever. She smelled of jasmine and hot skin.

—I’m going to the bathroom for a moment to get comfortable—she whispered. —Don’t move from there.

She closed the bathroom door, leaving me alone with Álex. He was already taking off his sweater.

—Relax, man—he said as he lowered his trousers. —What turns me on is watching her enjoy herself. I’m not going to interrupt.

He took off his underwear. He had an average cock, neither big nor small, and gave me a half smile when he noticed me looking.

—That’s why I called you—he added. —Mine isn’t enough for what she wants today.

I didn’t know what to say. I just nodded. He sat in the armchair beside the bed and waited, his cock in his hand, looking at me as if I were the trophy.

When Silvia came out of the bathroom, I got hard all at once.

She had taken off the dress and was wearing only a tiny black pair of panties. Her medium-sized tits were round, their nipples already erect and pointing toward the ceiling. Her shaved pussy showed through the damp fabric. She came closer slowly, swaying on her heels, and sat astride me.

—Let’s see that mouth—she said.

She devoured me. She was the one who set the pace. She thrust her tongue deep, bit my lower lip, grabbed my face with both hands, and didn’t let me breathe. I ran my palms over her bare back, down to her ass, squeezing it through her panties. From the armchair, Álex slowly stroked his cock without taking his eyes off us.

—Kiss her hard—he told her. —You know it turns me on to watch you devour him.

Silvia moaned against my lips and sped up. I wrapped one hand around her neck, and with the other I unclasped her bra. I freed her tits and lowered my mouth to one of her nipples. Hard as a rock. I sucked it, bit it lightly, and licked it in circles. She arched her back and pressed herself harder against me.

—Fuck, your wife has such great tits—I said, glancing at Álex.

—They’re all yours tonight, champ—he answered in a hoarse voice. —Suck them until you can’t take any more.

I ran my tongue over her other nipple while pulling her panties down over her hips. She moved to help me take them off completely. When she was naked, I leaned back to look at her whole body. Her shaved pussy gleamed, her lips already swollen and parted. Álex came up behind her, ran two fingers between her pussy lips, pulled them out dripping wet, and held them up in front of my face.

—Look at how wet she is. She’s spent all afternoon thinking about the cock you’re going to eat, haven’t you, darling?

—Yes…—she murmured, her eyes half closed. —I want it inside me. Now.

I took her by the hips, turned her carefully, and laid her on her back on the mattress. I opened her legs and knelt between them. Before putting anything inside her, I leaned down and ran my tongue all over her pussy, from bottom to top, very slowly. Silvia dug her fingers into the sheet and let out a long moan.

—Fuck… like that… don’t stop…

I sucked her clitoris with my lips closed, pushed my tongue deep inside her, alternating broad licks with short sucks. Every time I brushed her clitoris, her thighs clenched around my head. I slipped two fingers inside her while continuing to lick her above, searching for the right spot with my fingertips. Álex, sitting in the armchair again, jerked off while watching me eat his wife out, without saying a word.

—Eat her whole—he said after a while, his voice thick. —Let her come in your mouth if she wants to.

Silvia began moving her hips, fucking my face, seeking more pressure from my tongue. A minute later, she grabbed my hair and pulled my head back hard.

—Stop… stop… if you keep going like that, I’ll come right now. And I want to come with your cock inside me.

I sat up with my mouth and chin soaked in her fluids. I took an XL condom from the bedside table, tore it open with my teeth, and put it on carefully. My cock was so hard it almost hurt. Silvia licked her lips as she watched me roll it down.

—My God… it really is huge…

—I told you, darling—Álex cut in from the armchair. —Now he’s going to push it all the way in.

I lay on top of her, supporting myself on my forearms. I ran the tip of my cock over her pussy lips, up and down, without putting it in yet. She arched her hips, impatiently searching for it.

—Don’t make me wait any longer. Put it in.

I pushed slowly. The head slipped in without a problem. When I was halfway in, I felt her tense and stopped dead.

—Are you okay?

—Keep going… slowly… I love the way you open me up.

I entered little by little, with short thrusts, until my balls touched her ass. We both moaned at the same time. She was hot, tight, wetter than almost anyone I’d ever felt. I stayed inside her for a second without moving, savoring the sensation, and then I really started to move.

At first, slowly. Long withdrawals, thrusts all the way in. Silvia’s tits moved with every thrust, up and down, hypnotic. Álex stood up, came over to the bed, and stroked her hair while staring intently at me.

—Fuck her hard—he said. —She loves being pounded. Don’t you, love?

She nodded with her mouth open, unable to form a word. I sped up. The bed began to creak. The impacts of my hips against her ass rang through the room, dry and rhythmic. Silvia dug her nails into my shoulders and began to spit out broken phrases.

—More… like that… fuck, what a delicious cock… you’re splitting me in two…

Álex jerked off standing beside the bed. He looked at her, then at me, licking his lips. After a few minutes like that, Silvia placed her hands on my chest and gently pushed me.

—Wait. Pull out. I want it another way.

I pulled out. She turned over on the mattress and got down on all fours, her ass sticking up. White, full, slightly reddened by the thrusting. She looked over her shoulder with shining eyes and a murky smile.

—Now from behind. Put it all the way in.

I knelt behind her. I grabbed her hips with both hands and penetrated her with one thrust, all the way in. The cry she let out bounced off the walls. I began to pump hard, watching her ass move with every blow, watching her skin turn pink. Álex climbed onto the bed in front of her and knelt before her face.

—Suck me while he fucks you—he asked.

Silvia opened her mouth and swallowed him whole in one movement, without hesitation. Seeing her like that, impaled from both sides, was one of the most obscene images I’d ever experienced. Me pounding her from behind; Álex in front, his cock inside his own wife’s mouth. She moaned around her husband every time I penetrated her all the way.

—That’s it, darling—Álex panted, his eyes closed. —Suck me while they fuck you.

I kept thrusting into her, faster and faster. Her pussy clenched and tightened around my cock, and I could tell she was getting close. I dug my fingers into her hips and sped up even more.

—Don’t stop—she blurted with her mouth full. —I’m going to come…

A couple more thrusts and Silvia’s entire body went rigid. She began to tremble, squeezed her thighs together, and let out a long, hoarse moan around Álex’s cock. She came so hard she nearly dragged me over the edge too. I felt her contract again and again around my cock, spasms shaking her whole body, from the backs of her knees to her shoulders.

When the contractions began to subside, she pulled Álex’s cock from her mouth, panting. She turned to look at me over her shoulder, her cheeks flushed and her lips swollen.

—Now I want to watch you. Pull out, take off the condom, and come on my face.

I pulled out of her, carefully ripped off the condom, and stood beside the bed. Silvia settled onto her knees in front of me, her tangled hair stuck to her forehead. Álex stood beside me too, his cock pointing at her cheek. We both started jerking off quickly, looking at each other over her head like two guys who’d teamed up for one night.

Silvia stuck out her tongue, closed her eyes, and waited. I was first. I shot a powerful stream onto her tongue, staining her lips and running down her chin to her neck. She moaned without opening her eyes, tasting it. A second later, Álex came over her too: it streaked across her cheek and ran down her neck to her collarbone, mixing with mine.

We both stood there panting, looking at her with her face and chest covered in semen. Silvia ran her tongue over her lips, collected what she could, and looked up at us with a tired, mischievous smile.

—Fuck… that felt so good—she said, almost voiceless. —It’s been a long time since I came like that.

She let herself fall onto her back on the mattress, still trembling a little. Álex and I looked at each other, exhausted, sharing the strange complicity of two strangers who had just shared a woman without even touching each other.

—You know what?—she said after a while, staring at the ceiling. —We have to do this again. But next time, you’re coming to our house. Let the neighbors see the three of us going in together.

Álex burst out laughing.

—I thought today was only the tryout, champ. Looks like you passed with flying colors.

The three of us laughed. I took a towel from the bathroom and handed it to Silvia, who wiped herself slowly, without hurry, the smile still on her face. I still couldn’t quite believe what had just happened, but I was sure of one thing: that wouldn’t be the last night the three of us spent together.