Brunette woman in red lace lingerie straddling a shirtless man in jeans as he lies backwards on a bed with white sheets.
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My Husband Lost Me In A Bet. I Made Sure He Stayed To Watch

Summary: After losing a bet, a husband watches as his wife, asserting her independence, invites one of his friends to engage in a sexually charged scene.
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Reading time: 6 min

I glanced over at my husband, Jim, who was still seated at the poker table, a look of disbelief plastered on his face. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of satisfaction at his misfortune. After all, he was the one who had so confidently wagered me in a bet, believing that his poker skills were unbeatable.


"Well, well, well," I said, crossing my arms over my ample chest. "Looks like you've lost, Jim."


He looked up at me, his eyes pleading. "Aw, come on, babe. You know I was just kidding around. I didn't really think I would lose."


I raised an eyebrow. "Oh, really? Then why did you make the bet in the first place?"


He opened his mouth to respond, but was cut off by the sound of the front door opening. In walked a tall, muscular man with a confident swagger. I felt my heart rate quicken as I took in his chiseled jawline, piercing blue eyes, and broad shoulders. This was the man who had won me in the bet.


"Hey there, beautiful," he said, flashing me a dazzling smile. "I'm Tony. I believe you're mine for the night."


I felt a thrill run through me at his words. I had never been with anyone but Jim before, but there was something about Tony that made me want to throw caution to the wind.


"Well, Jim?" I said, turning to my husband. "Are you going to stay and watch, or do you want to leave now?"


He hesitated for a moment before finally speaking up. "I'll stay," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.


I smiled. "Good choice."


Tony and I made our way to the living room, our eyes locked on each other. I could feel the heat radiating off of his body as we stood close together, and I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to feel his hands on me.


Without a word, Tony pulled me close and pressed his lips to mine. I moaned as I felt his tongue explore my mouth, his hands roaming over my curves. I could feel Jim's eyes on us, but I didn't care. All that mattered was the feel of Tony's body against mine.


He broke the kiss, his eyes blazing with desire. "I've wanted to do that since the moment I saw you," he growled.


I smiled. "I've wanted you to, too."


He wasted no time in lifting me up and carrying me over to the couch, laying me down gently. He trailed kisses down my neck, making their way to my cleavage. I arched my back as he cupped my breasts, his thumbs flicking over my nipples.


"You have such beautiful tits," he murmured, his breath hot against my skin.


I couldn't help but agree. My breasts were large and full, with nipples that were always sensitive to the touch. I moaned as Tony began to suck and bite at them, his hands kneading my flesh.


"Fuck, you're so hot," he groaned, his fingers finding their way to the button of my jeans.


I gasped as he ripped them off of me, his eyes zeroing in on my lacy thong. He traced a finger along the edge, making me squirm with anticipation.


"Please," I begged, my voice barely above a whisper.


He smirked, his finger slipping under the fabric and finding my wet and waiting pussy. I cried out as he began to rub slow circles over my clit, my hips bucking up to meet his hand.


"You're so fucking wet," he growled, his finger sliding inside of me.


I moaned, my eyes fluttering shut as he began to fuck me with his fingers. It wasn't long before I was on the brink of orgasm, my body trembling with pleasure.


"Come for me, baby," Tony commanded, his thumb pressing down on my clit.


I screamed as I came, my body shaking with the force of my orgasm. Tony didn't let up, his fingers continuing to fuck me until I was begging him to stop.


"Please, Tony," I gasped, my body still trembling. "I can't take it anymore."


He grinned, his fingers slipping out of me. "Oh, I'm not done with you yet, baby. Not by a long shot."


He stood up, his eyes roaming over my body. I couldn't help but feel self-conscious under his gaze, but there was something about the way he looked at me that made me feel sexy and desired.


"You're beautiful, you know that?" he said, his voice soft.


I blushed, looking away. "Thank you."


He chuckled, his fingers finding their way to the waistband of his pants. I watched as he undid the button and pulled them down, revealing his hard and throbbing cock.


"Do you want this, baby?" he asked, his hand wrapped around his length.


I nodded, my eyes glued to his cock. I had never seen one so big before, and I couldn't wait to feel it inside of me.


Tony climbed back onto the couch, positioning himself between my legs. He teased my entrance with the tip of his cock, making me squirm with anticipation.


"Please, Tony," I begged, my voice hoarse.


He smirked, his cock sliding inside of me in one swift motion. I cried out, my back arching off of the couch as he filled me up.


He began to fuck me hard and fast, his hips slapping against mine. I could feel Jim's eyes on us, but I was too far gone to care. All that mattered was the feel of Tony's cock inside of me, fucking me deeper and harder with each thrust.


"You like that, baby?" Tony growled, his fingers finding my clit.


I moaned, my hips bucking up to meet his. "Yes, yes, yes!"


He chuckled, his fingers rubbing slow circles over my clit. It wasn't long before I was on the brink of orgasm again, my body trembling with pleasure.


"Come for me, baby," Tony commanded, his thrusts growing harder and faster.


I screamed as I came, my body shaking with the force of my orgasm. Tony followed soon after, his cock twitching inside of me as he filled me up with his seed.


We lay there for a moment, our bodies slick with sweat. I couldn't believe what had just happened, but I couldn't bring myself to regret it either.


"That was amazing," Tony murmured, his lips finding mine.


I smiled, my fingers tracing over his chest. "It was."


We lay there for a while longer, our bodies entwined. I could feel Jim's eyes on us, but I didn't care. I was too caught up in the afterglow of my orgasm to care about anything else.


As Tony and I lay there, I couldn't help but wonder what this meant for my relationship with Jim. Would he be able to forgive me for what I had done? Or would our marriage be forever changed because of it?


But those were questions for another time. For now, I was content to bask in the afterglow of the most intense orgasm of my life.