As John walked through the front door of his and Emily's small apartment, he was immediately struck by the sight that greeted him.
The kitchen was a mess, as usual, but the usual mess was nothing compared to what he saw now. There was a man kneeling on the kitchen bench, thrusting into Emily's petite frame with a ferocity that left John both shocked and aroused.
The man was tall, with broad shoulders and thick arms, and a large, muscular build that suggested hours spent in the gym or, perhaps, just plenty of sex. His hair was dark and short, and his eyes were a deep shade of blue that seemed to pierce right through John's body.
He was a stranger, a man that John had never seen before, and yet, here he was, fucking his girlfriend at the kitchen bench while John watched, paralyzed with surprise.
Emily was just as stunning as ever, her blonde hair cascading down her back in waves, her full breasts bouncing with each thrust of the man's hips. She looked up at John, her eyes wide with both shock and desire, and John felt a familiar pang of jealousy in his chest.
He stood there for a moment, watching as the man fucked Emily with rough, animalistic passion, his face contorted with pleasure as he spilled thick, hot semen into her throbbing pussy.
Despite the fact that he was jealous, John couldn't deny that watching Emily being taken like this was incredibly arousing. He felt a familiar heat building in his own loins, and he could feel himself becoming harder and harder in his pants.
"Do you like it?" Emily panted, looking up at John with a grin.
"You wanted to see me with someone else, right?" she asked, her voice breathy with excitement.
John felt a surge of confusion and arousal mixed together, but he didn't know what to say. He couldn't believe what he was seeing, and yet, he couldn't tear his eyes away from the spectacle in front of him.
The man between Emily's thighs grunted with satisfaction, his face contorted with orgasmic pleasure as he emptied his load into Emily's willing body.
She moaned with abandon, her body shaking with pleasure as he continued to pound into her.
As he pulled out of her, Emily turned to John with a look of pure ecstasy on her face. "That was amazing," she panted. "I've never felt so alive before."
John stood there, frozen in shock and awe, as Emily wrapped her arms around the man's neck and kissed him passionately. He couldn't believe the transformation he was witnessing before his very eyes.
It was like watching a different Emily, one who was uninhibited and adventurous, a woman unleashed. Her pleasure was palpable, radiating through the room, and he couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy.
Emily leaned into the man's embrace, grinding her hips against his, her eyes locked on John's. He watched as the man reached around the table for another beer, his hand brushing against hers in a way that made John's heart race.
Emily didn't pull away, and John wondered if maybe, just maybe, she was feeling something too.
He cleared his throat, trying to get their attention. "So, uh, I just got back, and I see you two have been busy."
They both laughed, Emily's beautiful laughter echoing through the kitchen. "Yeah, we have," she said, her voice low and husky, her eyes still locked on the man's.
John felt his heart beating faster, his vision blurring slightly. Was this really happening?
John couldn’t believe his eyes as he watched Emily being fucked on the kitchen bench. The man she was with was a complete stranger, but he was clearly no novice in the art of pleasure. He fucked Emily with fervor, thrusting into her with a raw energy that left John speechless.
John couldn’t take his eyes off the scene in front of him, even as Emily turned to him with a mischievous glint in her eye. “You like watching me like this, don’t you?
You always have,” Emily said, her voice low and seductive.
“You know I do,” John admitted, his eyes still locked on the scene in front of him.
“You’re such a good boyfriend,” Emily giggled, running her fingers through the man’s hair. “You let me do whatever I want.”
The man turned to John, his eyes blazing with intensity. “And you know what she wants,” he said, his voice dripping with lust.
Emily grinned back at John, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she rode the man's cock with abandon. John felt a sudden twinge of jealousy in his gut as he watched his girlfriend writhe and moan in pleasure.
He had never seen Emily like this before, her body completely surrendered to the man's caresses. Her skin was flushed with pleasure, her breasts bouncing with every thrust as the man took her from behind.
John watched, entranced, as Emily cried out his name, her body writhing in ecstasy.
He couldn't believe this was happening, that he was watching his girlfriend being taken by a complete stranger. But at the same time, he couldn't deny the excitement that coursed through his veins. It was like being on the edge of a cliff, ready to jump off but unsure if he wanted to.
"Do you like what you see?" Emily asked, turning to look at John with a naughty smile. "Are you getting jealous, John?
Don't worry, I'm not cheating on you, I just like getting fucked hard and fast by someone who knows what they're doing," Emily said, her voice heavy with lust. The man chuckled and continued to pound into her, his hand reaching down to fondle her breast.
Emily let out a loud moan, her body arching backwards as she felt the pleasure build once again.
John felt his heart race as he watched, his breath catching in his throat as he took in the erotic display before him. He couldn't believe how turned on he was, his body responding to the heat and passion in the air.
"Oh fuck, yeah," the man groaned, his hand squeezing Emily's breast as he came.
Emily wriggled beneath him, her body still buzzing with pleasure as she watched John watching them.
John, still frozen in place, couldn't believe what he had just witnessed.
He watched as Emily passionately kissed the stranger, her body still shaking with pleasure. "Have you ever seen anything like this, John?" she asked, turning to him with a wicked grin.
John shook his head, his eyes still fixed on the couple. "No," he whispered, his mind racing with confusion and lust.
Emily pulled away from the man and straddled him, her naked body pressed against his clothed one. "What do you think, John?" she asked, her voice low and seducing.
"You know you like it, John," the man said, his hands on Emily's hips as he pumped into her.
"Watching us like this. You wouldn't be able to resist us, either."
John stood frozen, his heart racing as he watched Emily being taken by the stranger. He couldn't believe this was actually happening, his girlfriend being fucked right in front of him. But at the same time he couldn't look away, his body tingling with anticipation as he watched Emily experience pleasure in ways he never even thought possible.
Emily looked up at John, her green eyes sparkling with desire as she felt the stranger's body move inside of her.
