Wife’s Desire

It wasn’t my idea, of that you can be certain, as I had never even heard of such a thing before my wife told me about it. A sexfight. Two women, struggling to make each other cum first.

It sounded hot, don’t get me wrong, it’s just … I was shocked. Not that someone invented such an idea, that made sense, but that my wife wanted to do it. Not for me, mind you, but for her. It was her fantasy. Specifically facing younger girls – ones the same age as our daughter’s college friends.

I told her we’d think about it, maybe put a personal up or something equally non-committal, but that’s when she told me, a girl was already coming. One she met online. One who was just as interested in sexfighting as she was. I asked when, and she said: “any minute”. At that moment I didn’t know what to say, or what to do, so I just sat down where she asked me to and watched.

Watched as the young woman arrived. Watched as she and my wife undressed. Watched them come together and engage. And then watched as the blonde twenty-something forced my wife to cum, over and over again – forced her to beg for an end to the tribbing and the fingering – forced my wife to eat her dominant nubile pussy.

I tried on several occasions to intervene, both in voice and in action, but at each attempt, my wife told me to stay out of it – to leave them be.

When the night ended, I thought my beautiful, defeated wife, who had fought so valiantly, would tell me how much of a mistake she had made, and how she was so glad it was over. But instead, she told me that another girl was coming on Friday, and then another on Sunday. I went to argue but decided instead … to go buy a camera.

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