The neon glow of the tiki bar spilled onto the sidewalk as I nursed my drink, watching my wife sway her hips to the bass-heavy reggae. She’d come here alone, claiming she needed space—space I’d given her without question. But when those two dark-skinned men—tall, muscular, their arms thick with tattoos—sidled up to her, I should’ve known things were about to get interesting.

They weren’t subtle. One whispered something in her ear, and she laughed, tossing her head back like she’d been waiting for this. My cock twitched as she let one of them pull her close, his hand sliding down to grip her ass through her tight dress. The other smirked at me over her shoulder before his fingers tangled in her hair, yanking her head back just enough to make her gasp.

I couldn’t look away.

She let them guide her out back, past the flickering lanterns and into the alley where the shadows stretched long and hungry. The bigger one—thick thighs, a dick that looked like it could split her in half—pressed her against the brick wall. His hands were everywhere: squeezing her tits, sliding under her dress, fingers hooking into her panties before yanking them down in one rough motion.

“Fuck, she’s soaked already,” he growled, his voice rough like gravel.

I watched as his friend dropped to his knees, burying his face between her thighs. She moaned, her fingers tangling in his locs as he lapped at her pussy like a man starved. The other one freed his cock, thick and veiny, and pressed it against her lips. She opened without hesitation, taking him deep into her throat with a guttural groan.

“That’s it, baby,” I heard myself say, my voice rough with need. “Suck that dick while he eats your pussy.”

She moaned around the cock in her mouth, her hips bucking against the stranger’s face. He growled, pulling back just long enough to slap her thigh. “Spread those legs wider for me, darlin’.”

She obeyed, her dress hiked up around her waist, her bare ass pressing against the bricks as he devoured her. The second guy fucked her mouth harder, his hips snapping as she gagged around him. I could see her throat working, her lips stretched obscenely around his girth.

Then he pulled out with a wet pop, his cock glistening. “Get on your knees,” he ordered, and she dropped without hesitation, her hands wrapping around his shaft before he could even finish the sentence.

I stroked myself through my pants, watching as she took him deep, her tongue swirling around his tip before she swallowed him whole again. The other one stood, his dick bobbing as he lined up behind her.

“You ready for this thick dick, baby?” he asked, his voice dripping with promise.

She whimpered around the cock in her mouth, nodding eagerly.

He didn’t waste time. One hard thrust and he was buried to the hilt, her pussy stretching around his girth with a wet schlick that made my balls tighten. She cried out, her back arching as he pounded into her, her tits bouncing with every rough stroke.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” I muttered, my hand moving faster. “Look at you taking that dick like a good little slut.”

She moaned, her eyes flicking to mine as the stranger fucked her senseless. His friend pulled out of her mouth, his cock dripping with her spit, and guided it to her lips. She took him without hesitation, her throat working as he fucked her face in time with the other’s thrusts.

The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the alley, mixed with her ragged breathing and their grunts. I could feel my orgasm building, my cock throbbing as I watched her get used to the stretch, her pussy clenching around his cock as he buried himself to the root.

“You like that, don’t you?” the first one growled, his fingers digging into her hips as he pounded into her. “You love being our little fucktoy.”

She whimpered in agreement, her nails scraping against the bricks as she took every inch of him.

Then he pulled out, his cock glistening with her arousal, and turned her around. She didn’t hesitate—she bent over, her ass on display as he lined up behind her.

“That’s it,” I encouraged, my voice hoarse. “Show me how much you love their cocks.”

He didn’t go easy. One thrust and he was balls-deep, her pussy swallowing his length with a obscene noise. She screamed, her fingers clawing at the wall as he fucked her raw, his balls slapping against her clit with every brutal stroke.

The second one stepped up, his cock in hand, and pressed it against her lips again. She took him eagerly, her throat working as he fucked her mouth in rhythm with the other’s hips.

I couldn’t hold back any longer. With a groan, I came hard, my cum spilling over my hand as I watched her get split in two by their thick cocks. The first one groaned, his fingers tightening as he buried himself deep—then pulled out with a wet pop, his cock twitching as ropes of cum painted her pussy lips.

She whimpered as the second one pulled out, his cock glistening with her spit and her own juices. He stroked himself once, twice—then came all over her back, his cum dripping down her spine like a brand.

She collapsed against the wall, panting, her dress still hiked up around her waist, her pussy swollen and leaking their combined release.

The first one smirked at me as he tucked himself back in. “She’s a good girl. You should keep her.”

Then they were gone, leaving her there in the alley, a mess of cum and need.

I helped her up, my fingers brushing through her hair as I kissed her deeply. “You liked that, didn’t you?”

She bit