Wonderful Watching
I had never seen her with anyone else before, so my heart was beating through my chest and I shivered with excitement. She glanced over at me and smiled, a impish grin that said I really like what I'm doing. She is a totally voracious woman, completely unable to be satisfied by only one man. She loves fucking, as hard and as fast as you can give it to her she will take whatever comes, without missing a beat, and she will give back as good as she gets.
I grinned as he grunted and pushed it into her, his cock as big as she could take, as stiff and thick and round as she preferred, and she arched her back, pushing her hips against his, taking him as deep in her pussy as he could go, calling out to no one in particular as her pleasure swelled inside of her. She looked over at me again and mouthed, "I love you," as she squeezed her pussy closed tight around his erection and held him in. I said out loud I loved her as well, and she bit her lower lip and groaned as she approached her second orgasm within ten minutes,
I had watched her fuck him now for forty minutes and it was nearly an hour of carnal ecstasy. I saw her bottom cheeks clench and I knew she was tightening her pussy down on him, closing her vagina lips on his shaft, squeezing him in her sexual grip.  She can grasp with her pussy like a fist. Claire has the tightest pussy a man could ever dream of, and she uses it like a vise, holding and squeezing and tightening the man in her vagina and not letting him go until she was done with him.
When she clasps her pussy on a man's cock he becomes her prisoner, in her control, and he is at her mercy. I have never seen a man who can escape that wonderful venue. His cock is her possession until she releases him, until she decides to let go. I have been in that lovely clamp so many wonderful times I can't even count them, and the muscles of her vagina can hold tight around a rod shaped pole for as long as she choses, and it is a grip no man's wants to escape.
I watched the look on her face go from marvel to ecstasy, and I had to grin at her sexual concentration, her complete sensual control. The muscles of her forehead tensed and again I smiled in delight as I realized I love watching my wife get fucked by someone else almost as much as I adore doing it to her. I have learned I am a voyeur without reservation, and I get off seeing her pleasured by a long, stiff cock pushed into her as hard and fast and deep as can be. It is a pleasure I don't regret and celebrate as often as possible.
His name is Grant and they met at a work conference. She danced with him and called me that night excited with the news that she had met a possible intimate friend and intended to spend some time with him at his hotel in his bed and under his weight. She happily described him to me, enthusiastically telling me how handsome and athletic he was, how she looked forward to fucking him, and how much she wanted to tell me all about it. I said how pleased I was that she was so happy to find him.
"Fuck his brains out, baby," I said without hesitation or regret.
When they woke the next morning she called to tell me she had invited him to stay with us so I could watch her with him in our bed and see his cock thrusting into her throughout the night.
"That's great news," I said, eager to see them together. When he got to our house she met him at the door. She was her normally affectionate self and kissed him passionately at the door and let his hand wander all about her body. She loves giving me the chance to watch her be ravished by an eager and already hard suitor.
He was an extremely good looking guy, easy to talk with, and very physically fit. We shook hands at the door as she stood with her arm around his waist. He was obviously a little ill at ease meeting the husband of the woman he intended to fuck, but I told him I was happy to have him there to pleasure my wife for as long as he could.
"You're okay with this?" he asked as we walked into the house. I told him I loved watching her fuck someone she liked, that I liked seeing her pussy filled with capable cock and watching her get pleasured by eager and talented hands. He nodded and smiled, clearly feeling better about fucking a woman with her husband in the house. I said I would like to watch if he didn't mind.  "You can bring all your friends," he said with a shrug. "She is one hot lady, so I don't mind at all if I have a spectator."
I followed them into the bedroom and went right to "my chair" in the corner, the one I always use when she's is being sexually entertained.  "He loves to see me having a good time," she told him with alacrity. "John likes to see me fucked as much as he likes fucking me," she gushed.  I said not quite, but I did like to see her well cared for sexually.
"I'll do my best," he said with a grin. He undressed her, which is a big part of the show. Slowly he removed the each piece of her clothing. First her blouse, then her skirt, then the panties and bra, then she kicked off her shoes. When she was nude they kissed and she helped him on to the bed. He got on his back, like he knew what she liked, and she climbed on top of him, then she took hold of his cock and worked it into her pussy. She sighed as he slid in and her eyes rolled back in her head and she relaxed on to his body and moved her legs apart.