She asked why I was staying up and I told her I was still horny and she smiled and said I should go enjoy myself.
While it's still as fresh in my mind I wanted to put pen to paper (so to speak).
Yes, it was a really intense moment and I know I felt pulled in two different directions - I will admit that it was quite humbling to see him fuck her like that and to see her respond like she did. She lay there motionless with one leg slightly bent and I'm not even sure if she knew I was there or anything at that moment.
I don't know how to explain what I felt other than to say that it scared me a little bit for sure - I mean she really was out of it and I just can't fully describe how she looked lying limp there and seeing her pussy lips just parted and glistening between them. I felt it very pointedly that I wasn't going to get to feel her like that and that what I was seeing was all I would have of her. I can't describe it other than knowing I would love to have plunged my cock into her at that moment and yet, at the same time, I honestly didn't want to. I don't know how else to say it other than that honestly - despite how much I longed to feel her just fucked soft wet pussy - at the same time, after what I'd just seen, I honestly wanted to jerk-off and just leave her and leave me with the memory of what I'd just seen. I know it sounds weird to say it but that's the best way to describe it.
Even now, I wince at thinking I haven't felt her now, bare, in so long - but at the same time, damn does it turns me on to know that.
I knew I needed to say something after what he'd said so I just said "yeah...." and it wasn't that it was hard to talk to him, it was more that I didn't know what to say so I just said "... looks like she enjoyed herself". He turned to look at me and I have to say it was awkward talking to him with his cock still kind of hard and still wet and now with cum in a drop at the end of it but he said with a slight laugh "... she said you were into watching...." and after a short pause he added ".... that's cool...." and with that he sat down on the bed next to her.
I guess the motion of the bed made her rouse a bit and I will say again that just as in the past, it still hurt to see her put her arm around him and pull him tight right then. But he was leaning down now and kissing her forehead and I quickly felt like a third wheel so I left the room.
I was really hard when I left the room and I was really tempted to logon to the computer and maybe even jerk off but I also knew that she'd said she wanted me to be there for both times so I didn't want to lose track of time. Instead I got a beer and I stood in the kitchen looking out at the little bit of snow that had continued to fall. It was the first time I'd had a calm moment and I'll be honest and say that I felt a little emotional and even shed a tear or two at what I'd just seen. I guess, no matter what I say and profess, that at times I still have some apprehension at it all. And yet, I immediately recognized that the other thought in my head was me hoping they hadn't started their second round without making any noise or coming to get me. And that made me laugh to myself. Even after all this time, it still gets to me - I love it and I love being a part of it - but it does still pinch me down deep inside when I see him cum in her and I see her respond as she does.
Thing is, I only stood there for a few moments before Paul came down to the kitchen in what I realized were a pair of his shorts he'd brought with him - and it struck me as funny that he'd brought an overnight bag for some reason. He asked me if he could have a cold-one and I told him sure and he came over and stood next to me. It felt like a weird moment standing there with her lover but then he said that "you are some husband to let her do this with me". I turned to him and told him that it wasn't easy and that him being cool about it made it easier.
"It's just the sex you know?". I heard what he said but I didn't understand it and then he said "it's just the sex... it's like...." and then he said it "....she just enjoys the heck out of it.....".
No, we didn't talk about technique or how she felt or what position, but we did talk about him and her. He told me that it's been so long for him since he'd been with a woman who loved sex as much as Sue seems to. "She loves you man. I couldn't ever come between that." and I told him that was good but then he added that as long as I was good with it, that he wanted to give her what she wanted. We talked for a bit, again he talked in generalities but eventually he came out and asked me "you going to be okay with her staying with me on Tuesdays?". I looked at him and once I caught myself from the thoughts I had from what he said I told him an honest "thank you for asking" and then I added that "we'll see how it goes but we can try it out". He was quiet for a moment and then I added "its something I knew she'd want eventually". He didn't say anything back to me but smiled.
Finally Sue re-appeared looking quite disheveled but with a tell-tale smile on her face. She gave me a little hug and then gave Paul a kiss and moaned about "what did you do to me". I was looking out the window but could see her reflection in the glass and I don't think she saw me - but I saw her take a tissue from the dispenser and reach under her night-shirt and blot at her pussy. My cock was so hard.
We all looked out at the snow-covered backyard and talked about how nice the snow is going to be next weekend. I think it was innocent and not meant to taunt me, but it surely did anyway. She cooed about how nice it'll be and he talked about how he's going to meet up with his friends who we've learned, have a place up there of some sort. So perhaps he won't be spending the night as I'd thought? Not sure yet.
It had probably been close to 45 minutes now since their passions had subsided and we brought out some snacks and a few non-alcoholic drinks. It felt strangely normal for the 3 of us to be talking so easily and calmly around the kitchen table. I'm not sure how long we all were talking but it was pretty late when Sue left to use the bathroom and left Paul and I alone. He asked me - as if it was nothing - whether I was going to stay with them "this next time". I asked him if he minded and he laughed and said no and then he said that he "liked knowing it turned Sue on" that I was there with them. It was weird to hear him telling me what Sue had apparently explained to him.
In a way I was a little embarassed about it, but I am slowly getting over that feeling. I keep feeling that Paul or whoever will judge me or perhaps think I'm gay or inadequate because of what I enjoy and how I enjoy it. And yet, I continue to see that I don't feel that way and that most other guys aren't making me feel that way- so maybe one day it'll be easier for me.
A few moments later we heard Sue and she was in the hallway just outside the kitchen and she was calling for Paul and that she needed his help. He yellled back that he was coming and I followed. As he approached the hallway he asked what she needed help with and just as I put my head into the hallway I saw that she was standing there naked on the first step and I heard her say "I need your help with this" and as I watched he kissed her and she guided his hands to her lower back and butt. I was about to fall back when I saw her eyes open and look at me and she smiled when their kiss ended and she motioned for me to follow. I nodded and shooed them away.
I gave them a little time alone again and this time I was surprised when I looked in and he was going down on her. I was surprised and my first reaction was that "hmmm, she lets him lick her after they've had sex" and then laughed at my own realization as a huge "duh" moment.
Whereas they paid me some attention the first time around, this time they were much more into each other and while I did move around and even moved in pretty close, I was also very careful to not be in their way and I succeeded. But for most of this time around for them, Sue was much more passive and much of their sex was spent with Paul being deep in her but only gentle motions overall. She again insisted on sucking him to hardness but this time there wasn't any interaction with me, I was truly just a spectator.
For them both having gone at it pretty good earlier, it surprised me how quickly they were both reallly getting into it again. He put his hands on the back of her head for her to suck him in deeper. She gagged a bit but made no complaints and I have to say, seeing his huge knob of a cock pull out of her mouth was almost as arousing as seeing him pull out of her pussy.
I knew i wasn't going to have any of her pussy and I was so horny that I began to realize that maybe I should see if I could jerk-off while they were going at it. I didn't want to disturb them so I slipped off the bed and undid my clothes down to my boxers. I felt like a teenager with a tent in my pants as I stood there and looked up at her still slurping on his cock but now with two of his fingers buried cup-like in her pussy and with her hip motions becoming more and more pronounced.
I didn't even remember doing it but at some point I fished my cock out through the fly-flap in my boxers and it seemed like suddenly they were about to fuck. I hadn't even seen him change positions and now as I watched, he rolled onto his back and she was poised to straddle and slowly impale herself on his cock. Her eyes were so glazed over as were her fingers as they looked so sexy on his cock as it was her this time that rubbed it all around her ******* pussy spreading her's and his wetness.
i couldn't take my eyes off of her as she rubbed it forwards and then backwards and then in a circular motion - and then, pulling her knees apart I watched her take him in her slowly. Oh so slowly. It was beautiful and so crazy to see her so horny and taking control of the postion herself. But seeing her slowly inch down on his cock was hauntingly sexy. She leaned forward and he knew what to do - he took her breasts in his hands and proceeded to pinch and gently squeeze her nipples. She was juicing up and even if I couldn't see it in the dimmer lights, I could surely see and hear it as she slammed herself downward on his cock until with one last time she plunged downward and shook and shuddered for a moment before letting out a sexy giggle and then pulling herself complete off of him.
Again - so brazenly - she just lay on her back against the pillows in front of our headboard and spread her legs for him. There is something just so crazy about seeing her like that - and yet, she looks just so beautiful - wanting him so.
And didn't she have him. He consumed her this second time. She was slick and wet and open for him that dare I say she looked totally sluttish at that moment with her entire self ******* and waiting for him to use her. And so he did.
A moment later he pulled her legs downward on the bed and aligned himself up and almost effortlessly pushed right into her.
There was something just so intense about them this second time- she seemed so much more pliant and relaxed and eager for whatever he wanted. And now, now that he filled her once again, her eyes opened wide and I am assuming the sexual daze cleared from her head as I saw her hunker herself down and did see her start to fuck herself upwards at each of his thrusts into her.
She just looked so beautiful at that moment - the distant glazed look in her eyes and the unmistakeable moan from her as she felt unmistakeable approach of her next orgasm.
I should say that Paul is pretty well groomed and must do some man-scaping as he doesn't have this wild bush of pubes blocking my view and this time, I will admit openly that I enjoyed what I was seeing. Yes, it's weird to stare at his back and butt and to look below and see his cock in her. I do love to watch her fuck like that but it is just a weird position if he doesn't pull her downward and then push her back a bit more. Well that is what was just about to happen - he pulled back and out of her - pulled her down the bed and then pushed her legs back - this time resulting in her pussy being open as he arched her back and positioned himself for a more pleasureable time.
I know I've said this before but I don't know if I'll ever get tired of seeing her like that - giving herself to her lover.
That did the trick and in this new position he fucked her so much more deeply that I knew it wasn't going to take either of them long.
She was moaning about how goood she felt and about how good he felt. He was moaning right back at her telling her how good she felt.
I think I'd hoped this would have lasted longer but now I recognized that it was Sue who seemed like she was controlling what was happening with Paul because she began to tell him to fuck her harder and deeper - and she told him more and more loudly too. He hoooked her legs around his arms in my favorite position and I think it was around then that I put my hand into my boxers - and I remember, my thought was to just adjust myself - but as I held my cock and I watched them fuck savagely I became acutely aware that my cock was on the very edge.
I struggled to control myself until he began to literally pound into her - pounding her into the bed. What totally turned me on was the unintelligle things that Sue began to spew - moans and groans. Followed by Paul soon changing is rhythm into that familiar deep thrust and then a few gentle ones and then another deep one. When I recognized his rhythm and I recognized that he was just moving into that final pattern - I'm going to say it for Pnisnvh and the others - when I recognized he was about to cum in her, I wasn't even thinking about it when I gently stroked my cock and that was it - I let out a soft grunt that I'm not sure if they even heard - but I did as I came violently with spurt after spurt flying out onto our bed.
He fucked her hard and deep and god bless him - he came again in her as I watched. I hadn't lost any of my desire to see him cum in her as I felt the last of my own orgasm fading. Instead it actually felt pretty good that I'd cum so spontaneously like that and I have to admit that it again turned me on to see him taking her again. I didn't think he could or would do it but he didn't go soft immediately and in one smooth motion he seemed to move right into hooking his arms beneath her and holding her still while he rode her. And sure enough, feeling (and I could see it) his slick cock running in and out of her did it - she let out a loud "oh god" and then her body began to spasm and tremble as he again drove her to her favorite Big-O ending. I tell you it was just quite a beautiful moment.
I stayed until she stopped moving and he held her closely. For as spent as she was just a moment or so later she reached up and hugged him and held him close to her. And that was when she looked over at me and I guess she could see the wet-spot on my boxers because when her eyes came back up to mine the smile in them and on her face was totally apparent.
I left them alone shortly after that. And even after that, I still needed to relieve myself again before bed thinking about the two of them together in our bed. I was tired - but even now, just 24 hours later, I still feel like I am swept up in a whirlwind.
But for right now, my immediate need is also apparent. I hope to have time in the morning to read what I've just regurgitated and hopefully not be horrified at my rambling.