Page 81 of His Wife

“That’s it, suck my cock. Suck it and I will give you a big reward for going above and beyond. All I have to do is think about cumming and you will get a mouthful. It’s my own personal supply that I get from Mark on a daily basis.” She must’ve frozen his seed and used it to simmer inside of these fake balls. I’d heard of such technology, but I had never witnessed or experienced it myself.

Her thrusts became wild and I could hear her moaning. Her voice was husky. I pushed my lips and my head a little closer. Just the thought of what she was doing to me was making me so hot that I could barely sit still. I suddenly got a bigger surprise than I was ready for. That knob grew bigger, and I thought for a moment that she was pumping that seed through a tube inside the fake phallus. It splashed against my mouth and then it dawned on me that this was not fake at all.

I felt fingers pulling the blindfold from my eyes. I looked up with my mouth full to see Mark’s smiling face looking down on me. He pulled free with a wet audible pop. “I hope you’re not angry. We’ve been planning this for quite some time. I told Carol all about you and she said that we would have better luck seducing you with her doing it first. Watching the video had me pumping that night, until I was shooting all over my wife’s face.” The very talk of watching our lesbian encounter had kept the lead in his pencil.

“You really didn’t have to go to all this trouble. I’m glad that you did and you’re probably right.” His cock was still ramrod stiff and Carol was behind him with her hands wrapped around his waist, holding onto that pillar of strength.

“I’m the one that’s going to fuck you with my cock, Marlene.” She got me where she wanted me, and I was soon on my hands and knees getting plugged from behind. I looked back to see that her legs were the ones pushing up against his pelvis to spearhead his member within my folds. I split open, receiving him and then a mouth latched onto my clit and a pussy slammed down on my face. I saw the wetness of her lips and they drew my tongue to her.

Mark was deeper than any man had ever been before. That was the kind of cock that every woman strives to find. Carol was letting me borrow her prized possession. She wasn’t lying when she told me that it was her cock. It was just not what I’d expected.

She was leaking and I was eagerly licking around that open space between her legs. I was moaning with my tongue deep inside her. I was getting fucked and licked at the same. It was too much for my libido to handle.

“I can’t even begin to tell you how much it means to me that we can share this together… Yes… Yes… Marlene… I’m going to…” I felt her body quaking and trembling as she came, and I swallowed the sweet nectar greedily.

Seeing her body convulse excited Mark even more. He pressed into me and he was soon making that bed bounce like never before.

“I love your body,” Carol whispered as she shifted herself to lay beside me, our sweat mingling together. Panting and gasping, Mark’s beat became even faster. His deep, powerful strokes rocked my body to the core.

I went into convulsions, exposing my vulnerable side and allowing them to guide me into my first ever threesome. I had no idea how long my orgasm lasted, but it siphoned the steaming seed from his nuts. He fired heavily in between my legs and then Carol latched onto me with her mouth to suck it back out. With a few more licks of her tongue I felt myself go crashing over the edge.

I was pretty much exhausted, but I was able to take her tongue and the contents of her mouth. We kissed in a very heated embrace, while Mark ran his hands all over our bodies sending these messages that things had only begun.

I lay, limp, between them with both kissing my neck together. He kissed me first and then she pulled me by the hair to make me do the same thing for her. If I hadn’t known any better, I would have sworn that they were competing for my affections.

Afterward:

The three of us sat around the round oak table in the kitchen sipping red wine and eating lamb chops, wild rice, asparagus in a tangy balsamic sauce and a tossed salad. Soft jazz music played in the background. Candles glowed softly creating a cozy, romantic atmosphere.

“Our profession is dangerous, but it helps me to know that I have the two of you to come home to,” I told them. I had moved in, and it wasn’t into the extra bedroom that they used for guests. I couldn’t get enough of their bodies, and they were constantly surprising me. I had to pinch myself, sometimes, to believe that this was really happening.

Carol understood that her husband, Mark, and I were in danger every day on the job and she was there to greet us with a warm body and a kiss upon our return at the end of the day. This might not have been where I had thought my life would go, but it far surpassed any ideal family life that I could have dreamed up in my lifetime. I had no idea if this was going to last, but I was happy to be with the two people that could read my body and my mind better than I could.

One of our passions was cooking, and we heated things up in the kitchen and in the bedroom. Together we were a force to be reckoned with. We had each other, and that was more than most people could say.

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