My Wife Fucks A Black Man In The Community Pool Pt. 2 free porn video

"That's it! I'm calling maintenance again!" my husband shouted, stepping out of the shower.  

"Is the water pressure really that bad?" I asked, pretending as if I weren't just as fed up. "Why don't I look at it?" I suggested, making every effort to avoid a visit from maintenance.  

"I'm stopping by the rental office on my way to work. Hopefully they can come by today," my husband replied.  

"If you insist on having them come fix it could you at least be here while they're working?" I asked my husband, not wanting to be left alone in the house with that handsome black man I fucked two weeks ago. Even with my renewed promise to stay faithful to my husband, there is no telling what might happen if I were presented with that type of opportunity again. 

"No, I need to get to work so please, do whatever you need to do to get the water fixed!" My husband shouted, as he walked out the front door.  

"Whatever I need to do?" I said to myself, thinking about what that could mean. I wonder if my husband would have said that if he knew what happened the last time I was left alone with the dark skinned, ravishing maintenance man. As I keep referring to the man I cheated on my husband with as 'maintenance man' the feelings of shame and sluttyness came flooding back.  

Somehow, I managed to cheat on my husband with a man I'd known for less than twenty minutes, without even knowing his name. When you let a man, cum inside you before learning his name, you've reached a new level of slut.  

I spent the next few hours nervously straitening up the house, doing anything to keep my mind occupied. After vacuuming and putting all the laundry away I decided I had better take a shower now in case they had to turn off the water.  

"I guess this really does need to get fixed," I said to myself, turning on the shower and not getting more than a light spring rain.  

I stepped out of the shower to see an alert on my phone.  

"Maintenance just called and they'll be there in 15," read the message from my husband.  

'Better hurry,' I said to myself, wrapping myself in a towel, before stepping into my bedroom. Quickly drying off I searched around for something decent to wear. Even if I weren't interested in pursuing anything with this man, I still didn’t' want to look like a scrub the first time seeing him after we had sex.  

"Shit!" I gasped, hearing the doorbell ring, still damp from the shower. I darted to my dresser to find a nearly empty underwear drawer, having just loaded my delicates into the washer. "Fuck it," I said, grabbing a pair of cut-off jean shorts.  

Ding-dong the bell rang through the house.  

"No way I'm answering the door without a bra!" I said, thinking that would definitely send the wrong message. Not wanting to miss them, I grabbed the first bra I could, strapping it on, then throwing on a shirt before racing down the stairs.  

"Hi, are you here to fix the shower?" I asked nervously. 

"Well, hello to you too," he said with a smirk, as he looked me up and down. As he checked me out I looked down to see that I just happened to grab my Fredrick's of Hollywood red lace, push-up bra that was clearly visible through my aged white cotton top.  

"My name is Derrick, by the way," he said, extending his large hand. 

"Sorry, I'm just a little nervous. Renee," I apologized, shaking his hand, "how have you been?" 

"It's been a long week, but my day got much brighter once I realized who's house I was visiting today," replied, with a mischievous smile.  

"Hehe yea. Well, come on in," I said, opening the door letting him past. 

"Your husband mentioned he was on the way to work when he stopped by the office. Will he be returning anytime soon?" Derrick inquired, his eyes still glued to my body.  

"You know, I'm not sure what his hours are today. Sometimes he just drops in for lunch," I explained, hoping to make his schedule as unpredictable as possible.  

"Well, this could get interesting then," Derrick replied, with the same mischievous smile.  

"Yes, I know, but I'll let you lead the way," he replied.  

I started up the stairs with Derrick following close behind. I could feel his eyes glued to my ass as bounced with each step. My jean shorts just barely covering the curve of my ass. 

"Damn, that ass..." Derrick said under his breath, as we reached the top of the stairs.  

"Hehe, it's already awkward leading you into the bedroom my husband and I share," I said, blushing. Derrick was even hotter than I remembered. His muscular chest heaved underneath his skin tight white t-shirt while the fabric of his sleeves stretched around his large biceps. How was I going to control myself alone with this ravishing black stud? 

"So, the water pressure from the shower head is really poor. I don't know what's wrong with it but I'm sure you can handle it," I said, showing him to the master bathroom.  

"Yea, this shouldn't take too long," Derrick replied, setting his toolbox on the floor.  

"Ok great, then I'll leave you alone to work," I said, attempting to slip as far away from Derrick as I could. The two of us alone in my bedroom was guaranteed trouble.  

"Actually, it's company policy that workers are supervised when doing work in areas like the master bedroom," Derrick said, gesturing me back.  

"What? Are you making that up?" I asked, assuming he was saying anything he could to keep me around. 

"Haha, I wish. It's because people keep their valuables in here. We had an incident a few years back," he explained.  

"I guess that makes sense. Well, maybe I'll learn something watching you at least," I said, sitting on the edge of the bed with a clear view into the bathroom.  

"I bet you'll be watching but it will be more for entertainment," Derrick said, with a smirk.  

"Ok, hot stuff!" I replied sarcastically, crossing my arms as I sat on the edge of the bed. He wasn't 'wrong but I wasn't about to admit that I'd rather be here watching him work than anywhere else.  

"Don't stare too hard, you might go blind," He said, catching me checking out his ass as he bent over to select his tools.  

"I wasn't even staring!" I said, unaware of how long I may have been looking at his firm muscular ass. I couldn’t' believe how much trouble I was having keeping this man out of my head. The thought of having Derrick here in my bedroom was making my pussy wet.  I grabbed the remote to turn on the TV hoping it would be enough of a distraction.  

After about ten minutes I heard the shower turn on. 

"Damn, wasn't expecting that!" Derrick exclaimed, stepping out of the bathroom, his white t-shirt dripping wet. My mouth hung open at the site of his opaque shirt clinging to his muscular chest.  

"What happened in there?" I asked, squirming on the edge of the bed, getting more turned on the by the second.  

"Well, your water pressure is back!" he announced, before pulling the wet shirt over his head. I watched his muscles flexed as he gripped the shirt with both hands wringing it tightly over the sink.  

"Good, my husband will be glad to hear it," I replied, holding back my growing desires. 

"I should be finished in about 15 minutes," Derrick said, making an effort to flex anytime he could, showing off his gorgeous body. I couldn’t help but stare at his rippling arms and back glistening in the light as he moved.  

"Um, can I get you one of my husband's shirts?" I asked, hating myself for the suggestion, but if he doesn't cover up soon I won't last much longer.  

"No thanks, I wouldn’t want to ruin any of his clothes," Derrick declined, rubbing a hand across his chest and stomach.  My nipples were erect and began to tingle as I watched this sexy black man caressing his wet shirtless chest.  

All I could think about was how hard and how deep Derricked fucked my pussy two weeks ago in that pool. I've dreamt about his big black dick every single night wondering if I'd ever get fucked like that again. I've had sex with my husband twice since that night. His dick is about six inches long and average girth, but after feeling Derricks thick black cock filling my pussy, my husband can't even compare. So, I did what any good wife would do, cheering him on with moans of encouragement until he finished inside me.  

"I'd really feel more comfortable if you'd put a shirt on," I insisted, feeling my pussy tremble, as I admired Derricks physique.  

"Don't worry about it. I'll only be a few more minutes," he replied," openly flexing his chest muscles.  

"It's very inappropriate being in a married woman's room half naked!" I said, raising my voice, getting more turned by the minute.  

"Oh yea? More or less appropriate than being balls deep inside a married woman's pussy?" Derrick asked, sarcastically.  

"You're unbelievable!" I scoffed, looking away from the handsome shirtless man in my bathroom.  

"Thank you! You really wouldn't believe what I could do to that pussy on dry land," he added, grabbing the bulge in his pants.  

I wasn’t happy with his refusal to put on a shirt, but he had a point. Once you've crossed a line as far as fucking another man in a public pool everything else pales in comparison.  

'If he isn't out of here soon I'm not going to be responsible for my actions!' I thought to myself, feeling how wet I had gotten. I knew being alone with Derrick in our house was going to be difficult, but it didn’t turn out anything like I'd imagined. I assumed Derrick was going to be much more aggressive in pursuing me, so I was prepared to shoot down what advance he had planned. Even in the event he got handsy, I kept my phone by my side to call the neighbors. Never did I imagine he would be cool and collected while I wrestled with my sexual urges and desires. And in no scenario did he end up shirtless in my bathroom! 

"Tell me, how is it that a married woman ended up naked in the pool with another man?" Derrick asked, looking back at me as he packed up his tools.  

"It was a really hot night and I didn't have a bathing suit," I replied, thinking back to that moment.  

"So, is that all it takes to get you naked? A little heat?" he asked, the sly smile growing across his face.  

"No! Well, you were also really persuasive, and didn't take no for an answer." I replied once again without putting too much thought into my answer, which will be coming back to bite any moment now.  

"So, a little heat and a persuasive man who won't take no for an answer would get you out of those clothes?" he inquired.  

"Of course not! I'm a married woman and not some slut any guy can pick up!" I shot back, defending myself.  

"Then what was it that made you decide to strip off your clothes to join a naked black man in the pool, in the middle of the night, with no one around?" he continued his query.  

"I was already turned on after watching you run on the treadmill, you're just so hot, and I was curious to see how awesome you looked naked." I confessed, playing right into his hands.  

"So, what is different about today?" he asked.  

"I promised to remain faithful to my husband. I'm not going to cheat on him again," I declared, doing my best to believe my own words.  

"I bet he was pretty torn up when he found out his wife had sex with a black man," Derrick said. 

"What do you mean? He has no idea what happened, and I'd like to keep it that way," I asserted, hoping Derrick wasn't planning on blackmailing me in my own home.  

"I couldn't agree more," Derrick replied, to my surprise.  

"Then what are you getting at?" I asked, growing more confused. 

"Have you had sex with your husband since that night?" He asked, almost knowing what I would say.  

I sighed, 'Yes, we have," I admitted, making me want Derrick even more.  

"And how was it?" he continued his questioning, stepping into the bedroom. 

"He'll never compare to your big black dick!" I blurted out, telling Derrick exactly what he wanted to hear.  

"You mean, this dick?" he asked, unzipping his pants before pulling out his massive black dick.  

Before I knew it Derrick's thick black cock was staring me in the face, in the bedroom I share with my husband.  

"Please Derrick, put that away! My husband could come home at any moment!" I pleaded, in a last-ditch effort to keep my promise to stay faithful to my husband.  

"Is that really what you want? Your pussy already soaked through your shorts. What do you really want?" he said, pointing out the saturated fabric in the crotch of my shorts.  

"I want your dick!" I blurted out, as I sprang up from the bed wrapping my arms around Derrick's neck, kissing him deeply. I feel both of Derricks big rough hands on my ass, as he squeezes tightly, lifting me to the tips of my toes. 

"Mmm!" I moaned, feeling his hard dick pressing against my stomach. My pulse raced as Derrick walked me backwards towards the bed, before dropping me on to the soft mattress.  

"I need you so bad!" I confessed, spreading my legs and reaching into my shorts to rub my clit.  

"What about your husband?" Derrick asked, standing towering over me with his hard, black protruding out from his pants, making my pussy quiver.  

"Forget my husband, I need to get fucked!" I admitted, not the least bit concerned about what would happen to our marriage, giving up on my promise to stay faithful.  

"And what if he comes home early?" 

"Then he'll see his wife being fucked by the biggest black cock he's ever seen!" I replied, knowing the threat of being caught cheating by my husband wasn't going to keep me from getting fucked, here and now.  

"Get those shorts off and let me see that pussy," Derrick demanded, slowly stroking his dick. Laying on my back I unbuttoned my shorts, lifting my hips slightly to get them over my ass, then I held my legs up straight and started pulling them off.  

"OH MY GOD!" I screamed, unexpectedly feeling Derricks thick cock pushing deep into my pussy. Derrick wrapped his arms around my legs holding them over his shoulder as he pumped his big black dick in and out of my pussy, fucking me deep. 

"Oh fuck! Oh baby, yes!" I screamed, as I felt every inch of his cock sliding deep inside me, stretching my pussy around the thick shaft.   

"I saw that pussy and couldn’t wait any longer to give you this dick!" Derrick grunted, pushing deeper into my pussy. 

"Oh baby, it's been too fucking long since I've had you inside me!" I moaned, as I felt Derricks massive black cock filling every inch of my pussy. It had only been two weeks since I've experienced so much pleasure and I knew I could never go that long without being fucked like this again.   

"How does my dick feel?" Derrick asked, fucking me fast and hard. 

"It feels so good! Your dick is just so fucking huge!" I moaned, as I felt Derrick filling every inch of my pussy with hard black cock. I was overwhelmed with pleasure feeling his dick hit places deep inside me that have never been touched.  

"And you tried to act like you didn't want this dick," he said, smirking and shaking his head.  

"I don't know what I was thinking. I'll never say no to this dick again!" I moaned, surrendering myself to a man I'd only met twice in my life.  

Just as I began to lose myself while Derrick fucked me senseless I heard my phone chirp. I could tell from the custom alert that it was George, my husband.  

"Shit, that's my husband," I gasped, reaching out for my phone.  

"Tell him, your busy and you'll call him back when I'm done fucking your pussy," Derrick joked, steadily fucking me as I read the text from my husband. 

"Yea, that would go over well," replied sarcastically, before reading the message. "Shit, he's on the way home!" I said in a panic. 

"Damn, I was just starting to enjoy this tight little pussy," Derrick said, as he began pulling out. 

"No!" I shouted, wrapping my legs around his waist, pulling him back into me. "Keep fucking me!" I demanded.  

"Holy shit! You were serious about letting your husband walk in on us fucking!" He laughed, pumping his dick deep into my pussy with long firm strokes.  

"It's not like I want to get caught, I just need your big black dick inside me," I confessed, looking into Derrick's eyes as he filled my pussy. 

"As much as I'd love to fuck you in front of your husband, I don't want to lose my job," Derrick replied.  

"Then we better make this quick!" I suggested, wrapping my legs around him tighter, as he continued fucking me deep and hard.  

"Let me see them big white tits so I can get there faster," Derrick commanded. I pulled my shirt over my head along with my bra exposing my milky white breasts. He immediately grabs my tits with his large hands, squeezing and pressing them together.  

"Oh baby, that feels so good!" I said, enjoying the sensation of his strong, rough hands mauling my breasts.  

"I love these big white titties!" Derrick said, fondling my breasts and tweaking my nipples while fucking me harder.  

"They're all yours baby!" I said, truly enjoying every bit of his touch.  

"I want to fuck your tits and nut all over them," Derrick said. 

"That sounds hot, but next time. I'd never be able to clean up such a mess in time," I replied. 

"As long as you really mean 'next time' I guess I just pull out and bust on the sheets," Derrick bargained.  

"And how would I explain the pool of cum in the middle of our bed?" I asked sarcastically. I tried to think of a quick solution while Derrick continued fucking me deeper and harder with every stroke.  The answer was obvious, but I hardly knew this man.  

'Am I really about to tell this stranger to cum inside me?' I contemplated as he pounded me harder and harder. Just asking myself that question turned me on so much my pussy started to gush.  

"Cum inside me!" I said, looking up into Derrick's eyes.  

"What was that?" Derrick asked, still fucking me deeply, while maintaining eye contact.  

"Cum inside me!" I moaned, as I felt Derricks dick throbbing against the walls of my tight pussy.  

"That's what I thought. It didn't take long for you to go from faithful wife to cum slut," Derrick said smugly, while he pounded my pussy harder.  

"No, it's just that if you cum inside me I don't have to worry about cleaning the sheets, " I said, attempting to justify my decision. The truth was I really did want to feel Derrick's huge black dick explode inside my pussy and filling me with his cum.  

"Bullshit! You really just want me to bust in that pussy, don’t you?" Derrick asked, gazing down at me as he fucked me harder, pushing every inch of his dick deep inside me.  

"Oh fuck, that feels so good! Oh yes, fuck my pussy!" I moaned, avoiding his question.  

"Go on, admit it! You just want me to bust in this tight pussy," Derrick pushed. 

"Oh god, baby yes! I want to feel your big black cock explode inside me!" I confessed. "I want you to cum in my pussy!"  

"I knew it! Does your husband know he has such a slut for a wife?" Derrick asked.  

"Mmm, say it again?" I asked, wanting to hear those words.   

"Say what, slut wife?" he replied? 

"Oh god, baby yes!" I moaned, on the verge of an orgasm, turned on by the suggestion of what I had become,  

"Is that what you are? Because only a slut wife would let me bust a nut in her pussy!" Derrick said, fucking me deeper and harder than I've ever felt.  

"I'm a slut wife! Fuck my slut pussy and fill me with cum!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.  

Something in Derrick changed once he heard those words. His dick started throbbing harder as he fucked me with the most powerful, earth-shattering strokes. His long thick cock pulled all but a few inches out of my pussy before thrusting deep inside me. until I could feel his cock bottoming out inside me. 

"Oh god yes! Fuck my slutty pussy!" I screamed again. "Give me all of that big black dick!" 

As soon as the words left my mouth, Derrick thrusted his hips pushing his cock so deep inside me until I could feel the head of his cock pressing into the bottom of my pussy. 

"Oh fuck, fuck, fuck! I'm fucking cumming!" I screamed, as Derrick continued fucking me deep and hard. 

"You ready to take this nut?" Derrick asked, pounding me harder. I could tell by how hard his cock was throbbing inside me that he was going to blow at any moment.   

"Yes baby!  I want to feel you explode inside me!" I cried, waiting to feel his thick, hot load fill my pussy.  

"Tell me what you want. I want to hear you say it," Derrick demanded, plowing into me with wild abandon.  

"I want you to cum inside me! Please cum in my pussy! " I moaned, ready to receive his seed. 

Asking him to cum inside me sent Derrick over the edge. On the very next stroke he buried all ten inches of his thick black dick deep in my pussy. 

"I'm gonna bust!" Derrick groaned, as he exploded deep inside me, flooding my pussy with hot, thick cum. 

"Oh god yes! Fill my pussy!" I screamed, the sensation of his thick cock pumping me full of cum sent me into another orgasm.  

Derrick continued pumping torrents of thick cum into my pussy until his balls were drained.  

"That what you wanted?" He asked, as he pushed the last of his seed into my flooded pussy.  

I could feel his cum sloshing around his dick as he continued pumping a few inches in and out of my pussy. It wasn't long until I felt his thick load leaking back out and dripping down the crack of my ass.  

"Oh my god, yes! That was incredible!" I moaned, feeling stuffed and satisfied. 

"Baby? I'm home for lunch!" I heard my husband call from downstairs, as he walked in the front door.  

"Fuck! He's here, you have to go!" I panicked, pushing Derrick off of me. As his dick slid out of me I could feel a stream of cum ooze from my pussy. Thinking quickly, I reached down cupping my had to catch the wad of cum, then without thinking twice I poured his semen into my mouth, licking my palm clean.  

"Fuck, that was hot!" Derrick gasped, watching me licking his cum from my hand while he fastened his pants. 

In less than a minute Derrick was dressed, had his tools packed, and was on his way down the hall, with his wet shirt slung over his shoulder.  

I got out of bed to search for my clothes when I felt more of Derrick's cum running down my thighs. I quickly slipped on my panties keeping my legs clenched together hoping to hold the rest of his load inside me.  

"Water pressure is back to normal Mr." I heard Derrick speaking with my husband. 

"What was the problem?" George asked. 

"Narrow pipes, just had to flood them with my special blend," Derrick added, saying much more than my husband picked up on. 

"Great, could you leave some of that special blend here in case the pipes need to be flooded again?" George asked, making Derrick snicker.  

"Don't worry, I flooded those pipes really good. I've never seen pipes so full. There will be plenty up in there for a while," he said, holding in the laughter, enjoying the opportunity to tell my husband how much cum he left in my pussy.  

I was do distracted eavesdropping on their conversation that I hadn't located the rest of my outfit.  

"Baby?" My husband called, as he climbed the stairs.  

"Yes, love?" I replied, crawling into bed scrambling for the sheets to cover myself.  

"Oh wow! I wasn’t expecting this!" George exclaimed, walking into our room to find me topless in bed. 

"Um yea, you said you'd be home for lunch, so I thought this would be a nice surprise," I said, going along with his assumption that I was in bed naked for him.  

"How much of this to I owe to that buff shirtless maintenance man that just left?" He asked, stripping off his clothes before climbing into bed. 

"What are you talking about?" I played dumb, not sure if knew what just happened.  

"That buff shirtless black guy that just left." he said, pulling the she off my body. "I'm not surprised your pussy is so wet after watching a guy with a body like that working shirtless." 

"Oh, I didn’t really notice. I'm just wet for you baby," I said, doing my best to keep a straight face.  

"Renee, seriously? I'm not going to get upset if you got turned on watching a hot black guy working without a shirt on. I don't care if he's the reason your pussy is so wet as long as you're waiting in bed for me." He explained. 

"Ok, I'll admit he is the reason my pussy is so dripping wet," I said, confessing to much more than he realized.  

"It's kind of hot to know that I get to enjoy your pussy after another man got you so wet," George admitted, still oblivious as to how another man got my pussy so wet.  

"Oh really? So, you're ok if the hot maintenance man gets my pussy soaking wet as long as you get to have me afterwards?" I asked, setting him up.  

"Of course, especially if it means things will get fixed around here and I get to come home to my wife in bed, wet and ready," he replied, unwittingly giving me permission to fuck any man I want as long as he leaves my pussy "wet." 

I was getting so turned on imagining that my husband really was giving me permission to fuck Derrick any time I wanted. It was time to find out whether or not my husband would really enjoy how wet my pussy was.  

"Are you ready to feel my wet pussy on your dick baby?" I asked, wanting to feel him inside me.  

"I can't wait to fuck that pussy, but I want to taste you first..." he said, crawling between my legs.  

'Fuck, fuck, fuck! What am I going to do? He's going taste Derrick's cum in my pussy!' I thought to myself in a panic. As he slid my panties off I realized 'How would my husband know what cum tastes like." 

--Switch to husband's point of view-- 

I slid my tongue between the lips of my wife's pussy lapping up her juices. My tongue licked up and down between her lips working its way to her clit. It seemed like the more of her juices I licked up the more there was for me to taste.  

"Oh god baby! That feels so good!" My wife moaned, as he pussy contracted pushing out a thick gooey substance.  

'She must have been really turned on if her juices are this thick!' I thought to myself. The familiar taste of my wife's pussy began to change to the point it was almost unrecognizable. Her extra thick juices coated my tongue like a thick film. I continued licking and sucking at her clit trying to get used to the extra slimy texture and salty taste. 

"How do you like eating my dripping wet pussy, baby?" Renee asked, as I continued sucking on her clit.  

"You taste really salty and much more creamy than usual," I said, trying to place the vaguely familiar flavor. 

"Oh, fuck yes baby! Keep licking my clit! I'm going to cum!" Renee screamed pulling my head into her soaking wet pussy. I continued flicking her clit under my tongue before sucking it between my lips. 

"Oh fuck, baby! Suck on my pussy!" She screamed, as she began to cum. I could feel her pussy contracting as I sucked and licked her pussy.  

"Swallow my cum baby!" Renee moaned, her hand on the back of my head holding my face against her pussy. A strong contraction pushed a huge wad of thick salty goo into my mouth. 

'What the fuck is that!' I thought to myself, as it coated my tongue and filled my mouth. Before I could swallow it all the next contraction pushed even more of this foreign ooze into my mouth. As I struggled to swallow down the thick gooey substance filling my mouth I realized what I just sucked out of my wife's pussy. It was cum, and a lot of it.  

It had been a long time since I'd had a mouthful of cum, but it has a taste and texture that is unforgettable.  

'Did my wife really let the maintenance man fuck her, without a condom, and let him cum inside her?' I asked myself as I swallowed another man's load that had been deposited inside my wife only moments ago. 

It was even harder to believe that she would let me lick her pussy after being filled with another man's cum. 

As angry as I was to discover my wife had been unfaithful my dick was still rock hard. The thought of that sexy muscular black man fucking my wife turned me on more than anything had in a very long time. In addition to that, swallowing his cum brought back memories of all the guys I've sucked before I had gotten married. For the time being I decided to keep my discovery to myself.  

I got up onto my knees as I swallowed the last big of cum from my wife's pussy, letting out a small moan. 

"Sounds like you enjoyed that as much as I did," Renee said, with a mischievous smile. 

"Loved every minute," I replied. 

"You even cleaned up all my cum like a good husband. You must love the taste of my pussy," She said. 

"It tasted much different than usual but it's something I wouldn't mind getting used to," I said, imagining my wife's pussy getting filled by the maintenance man in the near future.  

I crawled up between my wife's legs placing the head of my cock between the wet lips of her pussy. With one stroke my rock-hard dick slipped all the way into her pussy. I thought I had swallowed all of the cum from her pussy, but that wasn’t the case. I could feel my dick sloshing around in the rest of the massive load that was deposited inside my wife. On top of that it was immediately obvious the maintenance man had stretched her pussy. My wife's pussy was typically pretty snug around the shaft of my cock, but now my dick was only sliding against one surface of her pussy at a time while another man's cum filled the rest of the open space inside her. It was clear his dick must be much bigger than mine. 

"Oh god baby! Your so fucking wet!" I moaned, as I pumped my dick in and out of her sloppy pussy. 

"You like that baby?" She asked, looking deep into my eyes.  

"Yes! It feels incredible!" I moaned, fucking her faster and harder.  

I never imagined I'd be fucking my wife after another man stretched her out while filling her with his load. And I never would have expected that it would turn me on like it did.  

"Oh fuck, baby! I'm going to cum!" I moaned, after being inside her for less than a minute.  

"Ugh, already?" she asked, clearly annoyed buy my lack of stamina. 

"Oh fuck!" I screamed, as my dick exploded inside my wife, adding my sperm to her already sloppy pussy. 

"Well that didn't take long," Renee said, as I rolled onto the bed next to her.  

"I'm sorry baby, you pussy was just so wet and felt really different. I couldn’t handle it." I explained, basically admitting to like getting my wife's sloppy seconds.  

"Hopefully it's something you can get used to..." My wife said, letting me know it wouldn't be the last time I'd be fucking her cum filled pussy.