I Let My Husband Fuck My Friend On Our Public Balcony

The city lights blink like distant, indifferent stars as I sprawl on the balcony couch, my thighs slick with sweat and lust. My friend Chloe, her mouth a filthy O around my husband’s cock, sucks him deep, her cheeks hollowed out. She gags slightly, tears streaming down her face, but she doesn’t stop. Her hands grip his ass, pulling him deeper down her throat, choking on his length. My pussy throbs, watching her take him like that, his balls slapping against her chin. I can see the saliva dripping from her mouth, coating his shaft as he fucks her face.

I spread my legs wider, my fingers digging into the cushions as I watch them. My husband grunts, his hips moving faster, fucking her mouth with wild abandon. Chloe moans around his cock, the sound vibrating through him. He pulls out suddenly, his cock glistening with her spit. He turns to me, his eyes wild, and pushes Chloe onto her back. He hikes up her legs, exposing her shaved pussy, and slams into her with a brutal thrust. She screams, her body arching off the couch. He fucks her hard, his hips pounding against hers, the sound of flesh slapping flesh echoing through the night. I can see his cock sliding in and out of her, coated in her juices. I can feel the vibration of their fucking, the couch shaking beneath us.