I never expected our night out with friends would end like this. We were supposed to meet a couple of gentlemen for drinks. I'd been chatting with my wife about how much I wanted to see her fuck another man, but tonight seemed like a lot to ask. I had to tease her, "Is that why you wore your favorite red dress, because you know how it makes your ass look?" She replied, "You know how it makes you hard, right?" Her playful tone left me a little anxious and excited.

We met up with the couple at a cozy bar. They were a nice pair of guys. I had to wonder if she'd be able to pull it off. The conversation flowed smoothly, jokes were cracked, and the drinks kept coming. My wife, always the life of the party, was radiating energy and confidence. As the night went on, the atmosphere grew more intimate. I couldn't believe how bold she was being. My wife took a moment and leaned over to me, her voice a sultry whisper, "I think I want to see if he's as big as he claims to be."

Her words sent a thrill through me. "Are you sure?" I asked, a mix of nervousness and excitement in my voice.

"I've been thinking about this all week. I want to feel him inside me," she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

The gentleman in question was a tall, muscular black man with a commanding presence. I could feel a mix of jealousy and excitement as I watched her lean in close to him, her fingers lightly tracing his arm. She whispered something in his ear, and he threw his head back with a deep laugh. "Well, I'm flattered. But I have a feeling you're going to be even more flattered."

I felt my cock twitch at the thought of him taking her. My wife, ever the provocateur, moved to the dance floor with him. I watched as he held her close, his hands roaming her body. She looked over at me, her eyes filled with lust and desire.

I could barely contain my excitement as I saw her hand slide down to his crotch, her fingers caressing him through his pants. I couldn't believe how bold she was being. I had to admit, I was fucking horny and very excited to see how this would all turn out.

The night was electric. I could barely believe how hard my wife was going for it. She pulled him into the back room. I followed, feeling like a voyeur in my own game. She pulled him into a corner, her hands gripping his shirt as she kissed him fiercely. He returned the kiss with equal intensity, his hands roaming her body.

I watched as he pulled her dress up, his hands cupping her ass. He pulled her panties to the side, his fingers teasing her pussy. She moaned softly, her hips pressing against his hand. "Fuck, you're wet," he said, his voice low and husky.

"Yeah, I am," she panted, her eyes never leaving mine.

I was feeling so horny now. I could feel my cock straining against my pants. I wanted to fuck her, but I knew this wasn't about me. This was her night, and I was just along for the ride.

He spun her around, pressing her against the wall. I watched as he unzipped his pants, his thick cock springing free. He stroked it a few times, his eyes locked on my wife's. "You ready for this?" he asked, his voice a deep rumble.

She nodded, her breath hitching as he rubbed the head of his cock against her pussy. He teased her for a moment, letting her feel the size and weight of him. Then, with a single thrust, he was inside her. She cried out, her fingers digging into the wall as he began to fuck her.

I could see the pleasure on her face, the way her body moved with his. He was fucking her hard, his hips slamming against her ass. I could hear the wet sounds of their bodies meeting, the slapping of flesh against flesh. It was fucking hot.

"Oh god, fuck me harder," she cried out, her voice filled with need. He complied, his thrusts becoming even more intense. I could see the sweat on his brow, the strain in his muscles as he fucked her. I watched, transfixed, as his cock slid in and out of her pussy, her juices glistening on his thick shaft.

She was moaning, her body shaking as he fucked her. I could see the pleasure on her face, the way her eyes rolled back as he hit her spot. She was close, I could tell. Her body tensed, her breath coming in ragged gasps. He reached around, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed it in tight circles, his cock still pounding into her.

I could feel my own orgasm building. I was so turned on by the sight of him fucking my wife. I stroked myself, my eyes locked on their bodies. I could feel the pleasure building, the tension in my balls as I got closer and closer to the edge.

My wife came with a scream, her body convulsing as her orgasm ripped through her. I watched as her pussy clenched around his cock, milking him for all he was worth. He grunted, his body tensing as he came inside her. I could see his cock pulsing, his cum filling her pussy.

I came hard, my own orgasm crashing over me as I watched the other man fuck her. I couldn't believe how fucking hot it was. I was cuming so hard, my cock spilling over in my hands.

The man