It had been a long, hard day of working in the yard. A cool blast of air conditioning hit him in the face as he walked through the door. “Honey, we need to get going so we can make it to Victoria’s tonight.” He hurried through the house to the shower, knowing he didn’t want to go to Victoria’s covered in dirt and grass clippings.
Standing under the running water, all he could imagine was Victoria’s wife. From the smell of her hair, the fullness of her lips, or the sway of her hips as she walked, everything about her just did something to him. But he knew his wife would never let anything happen between them. And neither would Victoria.
The shower door opened and there stood Rosalyn, nothing between them but the air, thick with steam. She climbed into the shower, closing the door behind her. He was still facing the stream of hot water coming from the shower head, running down his chest and across his ever hardening cock. She moved in to press herself against his back, following the furrow from his shoulder blade all the way around to the front of his body, caressing as she went. Her hands came to rest on the tops of his arms, just where they met the shoulders. She began by kissing the top of his shoulder and worked her way up his neck, laying her soft lips against his hot flesh.
He knew what she wanted, it was always the same with her. He pulled away from her, shoving his head under the hot water to wet his hair. He grabbed the bottle of shampoo and hastened to pour some into his hand. He set the bottle down and began lathering up his hair. He turned around to look at her, her gentle curves, her smile, her breasts.
His wife still turned him on, just not in the same way as she had in the beginning. In the beginning he couldn’t wait to get home and take her wherever they happened to be. He smiled at himself remembering the number of friends who stopped talking to him after they were caught in so many questionable positions. His best friend stopped talking to him after they left impressions of her breasts, arms and stomach on the dirty hood of his Firebird, but they had a good time. Who needs best friends anyway.
She pulled him to her, feeling his hard cock slide between her thighs. She pressed her lips hard against his as the shampoo flowed down from the top of his head and across their faces. He pulled her under the stream of water, running his hands through her hair wetting it, his lips still locked tightly on hers. She pulled back from him, shampooing her own hair while he rinsed his. He began soaping up his arms and chest.
“Let me do that for you.” With her hair and body full of suds, she reached out and ran her fingers down his chest, leaving a trail of bare skin between the bubbles wherever they went. She took the poof from his hand and pushed his shoulder to have him turn around. She took care to be gentle, knowing he doesn’t like anyone to touch his back, the scars from years of abuse marring an otherwise perfect landscape.
Once his back was all soapy, she asked him to turn around. He had tears running down his cheeks. She knew how to turn this around. With just a little push out came a “reeeeeeeeeee pop” and both had a little laugh. “Just be glad we have a window in here.”
After she soaped up all of his chest she pushed him backwards into the water stream, little rivers flowing down his chest, across his stomach, rinsing the suds from his skin. She continued soaping him as she reached his cock. He wasn’t as hard as he had been but she was going to change that.
She knelt in front of him, looking up into his eyes. She licked her lips as she soaped up and down his shaft then on to his balls. She knew what he liked. She pushed him a little further back flooding water down to rinse the soap off his freshly hardened cock.
Once it was rinsed, she took him all into her mouth and felt him enter her throat. She began to hum as he pumped her face, sliding his cock quickly through her soft lips. He grabbed her hair up in his hands to gain better control over her head as he plunged himself deeper into her mouth.
He could feel himself building up to his full potential, but he wasn’t done yet. He pulled her to her feet and pushed her into the water stream to rinse her off. He pulled her back out of the stream and then pushed her to the back of the shower, turned her around and shoved her over. She caught herself as he went down on his knees.
He needed to get her as close to screaming as he could. He buried his tongue deep inside her as she gasped. The taste was familiar, vaguely acidic. As his tongue did its own dance, he ran his fingers up and grabbed her ass with both hands as tight as he could. She let out a low moan, trying to keep as quiet as possible so others in the house wouldn’t know what was going on.
His thumb slipped into her ass crack and began circling her asshole, firmly. She always said she didn’t enjoy it but the way her body talked to him when he did it gave way to the truth. She pushed back against his face and his thumb.
He ran his tongue farther back, rimming her hole. While his tongue was talking to her hole, his fingers wandered like the blind across braille writing. He ran his fingers into her, pressing against the wall as he circled his fingers, feeling every fold inside her.
She pressed her face against the shower wall and reached her hand back to touch his head. She stifled a scream as she bit her lip. He could feel her tightening around his fingers and knew it was time to make his move.
In one move he stood and buried himself deep inside her. He thrust quickly and harder until he felt the signs that she was about there. He held her against the wall as he angrily slammed himself as far into her as he could. He felt her pulsate the length of his shaft as she shook, himself joining her as he exploded inside her.
She rinsed off the stench of sex with him and the rest of the bubbles and climbed back out of the shower, wrapping herself in a towel. He was all alone now, so he could go back to thinking about Victoria’s wife. With his wife, the sex had become all the same. Each played a roll in it but it was no longer special.
He turned the water off and grabbed his towel. Wrapping the towel around his waist, he ran his hand over the steamed mirror, clearing off enough of it to allow him to see his face. He ran a comb through his hair, he didn’t want a single hair out of place. A few spritz of cologne, a straightening tug on each of his nipple rings and he pulled on his pants. He might not be able to fuck her but no one could stop him from teasing her.
The short drive across town was quiet. His wife reminded him to keep his hands to himself and to be a good boy. He hated when she talked to him like he was a child, it was demeaning.
They pulled into the driveway and shut off the car. She put out her cigarette and opened the door. He stayed behind for a minute, allowing her time to get most of the way to the door. This allowed him to see his favorite view of his wife. He liked to watch her ass as she walked away.
They no longer knocked when they came over. His wife just opened the door and walked on in. He was coming up the stairs when he heard his wife ask where Victoria was. He was so excited that Victoria wasn’t home. This gave him a chance to spend some time alone with Maci. With his wife going outside to smoke, he would get his chance to tease her. So he set his plan in motion as he closed the door behind him.
He didn’t realize his wife had a plan of her own. She grabbed Maci and gave her a big hug. Victoria was working late, she had a deadline to meet and she was probably going to be gone all night. She didn’t want to cancel at the last minute so she left Maci to entertain them.
Maci had just gotten home not long before they got there so dinner hadn’t even been started. They both kicked off their shoes just inside the door and came further into the house. He offered to make his wife a cocktail from the bar and offered to help Maci in the kitchen.
As they talked over banging pots, he was close enough to smell her. He could see she was wearing her lip ring and tongue ring as he watched her crimson lips move, wanting to kiss them but knowing his wife was just in the next room and would probably be walking through the door at any time to check on them as she would have finished her drink and gotten bored.
Rosalyn came through the doorway holding an empty glass in her hand. He was busy stirring the pot while Maci was reaching up into the cupboards. She was still wearing her business jacket. His wife was admiring how the lines of the jacket fit her. She was beautiful.
Maci turned around back to the island in the center of the kitchen. She set some spices on the counter and removed the jacket, tossing it on a chair in the corner. This revealed the black leather corset that had been hidden underneath. Rosalyn watched her move in it. How the cups framed the mounds of her breasts peaking over the top of them. How the ties helped to accentuate her curves. The corset came to rest right on top of the black pencil skirt that stopped mid thigh.
She appeared to be wearing stockings with the lines up the back and bows at the top and her feet were surrounded by her black stilettos that she moved gracefully around the kitchen in, even after being in them all day. She looked up at her husband and noticed how he was looking at her. She could tell he was really attracted to her, he hadn’t looked at her the same way he was looking at Maci in years.
She continued to watch as her husband stirred the pot. He looked up from the pot into Maci’s eyes. She smiled at him and he blushed and looked away, right into the eyes of his wife who was looking at her too. She blushed and quickly spoke up asking for another drink. She made small talk as he made her another one and she turned and left the room through the door to the patio.
His wife was gone, now he could make his move. He told Maci that she looked sore and asked if she would like a back rub. She said that would be amazing. He rubbed her shoulders, feeling the stress leaving and the tightness becoming less. He ran his hands down her back and to her sides, coming to rest on the top of her hips. She didn’t flinch. Her hand left the spoon and turned to face him.
Rosalyn was out on the porch smoking a cigarette, watching through the window. She was a little jealous. She wished it was her hands running down her sides. She felt a little swelling and her nipples become erect as he kissed Maci and she kissed him back. She hated herself a little for how she felt but it looked like he was getting what he wanted tonight.
His lips left hers and she turned back to the stove to stir the pot again. He pressed himself against her and she could feel him, his awakened beast, pressed against her. It had been so long since she had been with a man. She wanted a taste of the other side once again. She pressed back against him as he kissed her neck.
Rosalyn continued watching as he teased her, not touching her directly but wanting to. It looked like Maci was just as eager. She couldn’t help but hope things went farther. As he knelt behind her she knew it would be only a matter of time before Maci was all his. She saw her mouth open in a gasp as her skirt reached the top of her thighs.
She knew what he was doing to her, even without seeing it. This made her even more excited. She ran her fingers around her nipples, down her stomach and into her pants. They easily hit their mark. Her clit was swollen and hard as her fingers began tracing around it, flicking it between her fingers. She leaned against the wall by the window. She was trying to match his pace, pretending her fingers were his tongue. She knew how good he was when he went to his work of flicking his tongue, thrashing her clit. She gave a little groan as she tapped off from their session earlier.
Inside things were about the same. Maci tried to continue cooking on the stove but had to abandon it to keep upright. God he was good at this. He made quick work of her first orgasm as his face was covered in her sticky sweet goodness. He stopped, knowing his wife would be done with her cigarette any time and come back inside. He left her quickly to find the bathroom and get himself cleaned up.
Just after he left the room, Rosalyn returned from the patio, holding an empty glass. She offered to help in her husband’s absence, taking the spoon and stirring the pot. Maci then gently coaxed the spoon from her hand and went back to stirring. Rosalyn leaned in behind her and whispered in her ear that she was watching outside and hoped she had enjoyed her husband.
Maci turned around and was met with a kiss on the lips. Rosalyn passionately kissed Maci, lipstick smearing ever so slightly. Rosalyn broke away, not wanting her husband to catch her. She knew his fantasy but she didn’t want to let him know it was hers too, at least not yet.
The three sat down to a nice dinner with cocktails to follow. Maci sat at the head of the table while each of them framed her, one to each side. They talked about everything and nothing all the same. Rosalyn went to refresh her drink while he helped clear the table. This gave him a chance to be alone with Maci, alone to do whatever he wanted. He pressed her against the counter as he kissed her, running his hands down the corset to get a lay of the land.
They moved into the sitting room all sitting on the sofa. Maci played some music, hoping to quell the small talk. They each sipped on a drink until Rosalyn had to excuse herself to go smoke. This time Maci went with her. She hadn’t had a cigarette in years but today seemed like the kind of day when one was going to need to smoke. She made small talk with Rosalyn while she smoked.
Rosalyn offered her a cigarette but she refused. She asked, though, if she could have a smoke kiss. Rosalyn wasn’t sure exactly what she was asking for so Maci showed her, pressing her lips against Rosalyn’s while gently opening them. Rosalyn blew the smoke into her mouth. She inhaled deeply and exhaled, blowing a cloud of white as if she herself had taken a drag.
She leaned in and kissed Rosalyn, taking her by surprise. She grabbed her hand and ran it down her corset to her skirt. She had pulled her skirt up and was guiding her hand down to her engorged clit. Rosalyn knew what to do from there. Her fingers made quick work of thrashing her back and forth, circling it and stroking its little shaft all while their tongues were wrestling for space.
Maci pulled her face back and asked the one question that would change their lives forever. “Would you and your husband like to fuck me?” Rosalyn threw her cigarette and drew her hand back from the brink. “Lets give him a little show first.”
The front door opens and they walk back into the sitting room. He is sitting on the sofa, looking relaxed and sipping on another drink. They walk to the sofa holding each others fingertips. Rosalyn sat beside him facing him, while Maci straddles his lap, her skirt sliding up her thighs. She kneels, her nakedness hovering just above his lap.
Rosalyn runs her fingers through his hair. He turns to look at his wife, she smiles and kisses him gently. “I know what you have done to her. I watched you through the window. I don’t mind if this happens, it just has to be on my terms. You can do to her anything I do to her and she can do anything to you I do to you.” She kisses Maci on the lips, holding the back of her head. As they part lips, they both look at him and give him an evil grin.
Maci ran her hands through his hair and let her hands come to rest on top of the back of the sofa. She gently lay her full red lips on his and as she was pulling back she gave his bottom lip a little bite. He pulled back a little shocked, he had never been bitten like that before. He found that he liked it a little more than he thought he should, especially with his wife sitting beside him.
Rosalyn could get crazy jealous but it seems that she was going to be ok with this, it was her idea and he couldn’t believe he was getting his dream, a threesome. He reached up and set his glass on the table behind the sofa. He wanted his hands free to roam wherever his wife’s did.
He took his hands and ran them down Maci’s side, feeling the warm, supple leather under his hands. He could imagine running his hands down her bare skin. He hoped this was going to lead to him feeling her warmth from the inside too.
Rosalyn came up onto her one knee beside Maci and slid her hand down, reaching under the edge of her skirt. Her fingers reached home, stroking her clit with her thumb. She pushed her fingers deep inside her. Maci pulled up and kissed his lips while riding Rosalyn’s fingers. He held her sides tight, imagining she was riding his hard cock instead of his wife’s fingers.
He ran one of his hands up her back to the back of her head, wrapping his fingers in her hair and pulling her head to the side to open up her neck. His wife leaned in and lay her lips on her skin. She moved ever so slightly back and bit her neck, her teeth leaving marks when she pulled away.
As Maci pushed harder against Rosalyn’s fingers, she began to moan, but he wanted to hear her scream. He pulled her neck to his face, opened his mouth and bit her hard, tasting a flash of blood on this tongue. She screamed with pleasure, he thought she liked it a little rough and he was right.
Maci’s legs tightened around his legs as she reached climax. Rosalyn took her soaking hand from under her skirt and licked her fingers. She wanted to taste her sweetness just as he had. She tasted amazing, now she understood why he liked it so much.
She stood up off her knee and helped Maci up as well. She turned Maci to face her. She ran her hand down her neck over the bite marks they left. She turned to her husband and gave him a dirty look. “Don’t break our new toy.” She continued running her hand down, landing her fingers in the ties on her corset. She gave a little tug on the string and it pulled loose. She loosened the ties letting the corset fall open.
Rosalyn gave a tug at the bottom of the corset, letting it slip over her skirt and to the floor. Maci reached for the hem of Rosalyn’s shirt and removed it over her head. She traced his wife’s neck down across to her breasts heaving over the top of her bra. Her breasts were overflowing and looking for release from their confines behind the purple satin strangling them.
Maci made quick work of the hooks on the front of the bra. She ran her hands up across her breasts, bringing her nipples to attention. She continued up to her shoulders, removing the straps from their place. Her bra slid down her arms and fell on the floor. Maci kissed her slowly, running her fingers over Rosalyn’s skin, bringing goosebumps to the surface.
He sat on the couch watching them. There wasn’t anything he wouldn’t give to be in the middle of this. He watched as Maci took her hands and ran them through the waistband of Rosalyn’s pants. Her pants fell to the floor and she stepped out of them. The only thing between them was a black skirt and a thin layer of satin.
Rosalyn took her hands to her Maci’s skirt, finding the hidden zipper with ease. She unzipped it, letting it fall to the floor around her stilettos. Rosalyn pulled Maci to her, letting her walk out of the skirt. She ran her hands down her flesh until she could feel the mounds of her ass in her hands. She gave them a squeeze as she pulled Maci’s naked pussy closer to hers. All she could think was she wished she had brought her toys.
Rosalyn pushed Maci to sit on his lap, resting her legs on a cushion. She took one of Maci’s legs and allowed herself to slide between them. She got on her knees and pushed Maci’s other leg up over his head and had it come to rest on his shoulder. He knew his wife was very flexible but finding two women who could bend like this was stunning. He ran his hand down Maci’s bare leg as she leaned back on her elbows.
Rosalyn leaned in to kiss Maci, first kissing her lips then working her way down her chest, running her tongue around her nipple, sucking it into her mouth. She continued down across her stomach, kissing the mound just above her slit. She couldn’t wait to taste her again.
Rosalyn kissed lightly on her lips. She slid a finger in her slit and found a wanting, hard clit. Maci’s head flopped back as she ran her finger down her slit and found her hole. She plunged her fingers into her hole and her mouth took her clit to task. She sucked and flicked it with her tongue, slamming her fingers into her hole.
He watched in amazement. He was growing hard as Maci ground against him as she began to moan and wriggle her hips, grinding against his wife’s face and knuckles. His wife reached her free hand up and undid his belt, made quick work of his button and zipper. She reached her hand in and freed his rock hard snake from its tight confines. She took her hand to his shaft and began stroking it with the same speed she was pounding her wife on his lap. He lay his head back, picturing it was Maci he was pounding instead of his wife’s hand.
The only thoughts going through Maci’s head was how good Rosalyn was at this. She didn’t picture her as the type to want this but then her radar for these kinds of things had always been off. She bet Victoria would know about this though, she and Rosalyn had been good friends for awhile now.
She laid back on the pillow to free her hands. She reached down to Rosalyn, grabbing her hair and pulling her closer, she really wanted to fuck her face and she wanted to be fucked hard. Releasing his cock from her grasp, Rosalyn reach up to grab Maci’s other hand and place it on his shaft. Maci knew what to do, it was all coming back to her. She began stroking it, keeping pace with the fingers pumping in and out of her pussy.
She knew she was going to cum, she could feel it as her legs tightened and her grasp became more firm around his shaft and the stroking faster and faster until she screamed, cumming on Rosalyn’s face. He wasn’t quite there yet. Rosalyn leaned up higher and took his shaft from Maci’s hand. She took his length in her mouth and down into her throat.
As her head bobbed on his cock, she slid off his lap, coming to rest between his legs. Maci leaned in biting him on his thigh. He grabbed the back of her head and pulled her up to him, kissing her and lashing her tongue like he had her clit earlier. He stifled a moan in her mouth, his wife bringing him close to reaching his own potential. He grabbed his wife’s head and pushed himself further down her throat and held her there as he exploded into her.
His wife came up and kissed him on his lips, spilling a little of the combination of him and Maci into his mouth so he could taste what their sex would taste like. He licked her lips, tasting Maci with every pass of his tongue. The taste was better than any dessert he had ever had and only made him want her more.
Maci knew there was much more fun that could be had. With the help of Rosalyn, they remove his shirt. Maci ran her hands down his chest and across his stomach. They both take a side, kissing down his chest, Maci stops and gives a little tug on his nipple ring which brings the little man to attention. She could never pass up a nipple ring.
Rosalyn pulled him to standing from the sofa while Maci removed his belt from his pants. She folds the leather in half and gives it a snap, making him jump. She wraps the belt around his throat, threading it through the buckle, leaving it to hang loose. She runs her hands down his sides feeling his skin prick to life under her touch. She reaches his waistbands and makes quick work getting them past the little notches holding them on his hips. They slide to the floor at his feet, leaving him bare and erect again.
He and Maci, finding it unfair they are completely bare and Rosalyn is not, grab her by her arms while Maci gets on her knees in front of her. She grabs the thin strip of cloth holding the purple triangle up on her hips with her teeth. She pulls the cloth free and her teeth let go, letting it fall to her knees. He takes his foot and pushes it all the way to the floor. He slaps his wife’s ass and she takes her feet from inside the thin rings.
Maci leads Rosalyn by a hand and him by the belt, down the dark hallway to a locked door. She reaches up and brushes her finger along the trim of the door and a key fell to the floor. He bent down and retrieved it, his face brushing her thigh. She pulled on the belt, reminding him she was in control now. He handed it to her and she opened the door into a dark hole. She reached in to find the wall inside and switched on the light.
As the room began to lighten, the dim backlight allowed them to see what was in the room. On one end was a black, hand-carved poster bed with various leather thongs hanging from it. Attached to those thongs were silver rings. The bedding was a dark purplish red and black. Along the walls were various tools, most of them Rosalyn recognized as crops, ticklers, cuffs and whips. They all matched the colors of the bedding, either dark purplish red or black. There were sets of drawers along another wall. Next to the bed was a St Andrew’s cross, padded for slight comfort.
Maci led them into the room. It didn’t smell as one would think it should smell, like sex and sweat. It smelled faintly of leather and a musk. Rosalyn wandered the room, touching things, holding them in her hand. She took one of the whips of the wall and cracked it. She felt the power she was wielding with each time she crack it, the air was alight with it.
Maci led him to the St Andrew’s cross by the belt. She turned the cross to face the bed, making sure he would have a good view. She helped him back into it, cuffing his wrists and ankles. She thought briefly about leaving one hand free to allow him to pleasure himself but she knew that wouldn’t be any fun for her.
She walked to one of the drawers and opened it. Rosalyn was interested in what was inside so she wanders over to look inside. In the drawer were dildos and vibrators of all shapes and sizes, the gear to strap them on, assorted plugs and lubes. Rosalyn reaches in the drawer, running her finger over them, like a celebrity does when selecting jewelry in the movies. She picks one dildo out of the drawer and hands it to Maci. This dildo was bigger than her husband but she knew she could take it, but she wondered if Maci could. Maci takes the gear out, attaches the dildo while Rosalyn waits patiently for it back.
They walk to the end of the bed together. Rosalyn forces Maci’s face down in the bed. “Stay there.” She brandishes the whip from behind her back and gives it a crack. Her husband jumps as does Maci. She winds up the whip and releases it with a crack across Maci’s ass. A red welt forms on her ass as the whip slaps it again. Maci makes no noise. Rosalyn, upset by this, draws the whip back to try and hit her as hard as she could with it. This time Maci yelps.
While Maci is still bent over the bed, she returns to the wall, cock bouncing the whole time. She retrieves a bar, and the keys. Once she has returned to the bed, she bends down and slaps Maci’s legs apart. She chains the bar between them to make sure she stays in position no matter what she does to her.
She goes back to the drawers, opening and closing each one, looking for something. When she finds what she’s looking for she returns to the bed. She slides her hand down into Maci’s slit, applying the clip. He can hear the buzzing sound as his wife takes a position behind her. With no warning she slams the behemoth dildo into her wet hole. Maci bites the bedding as she quietly moans.
His wife continues pounding her from behind. She looks up into her husband’s eyes and locks in on his gaze. While she pumps the dildo into Maci, she smiles at him. She runs her hands up her sides, reaching her breasts. Looking into his eyes she runs her fingers round her nipples, pinching them, flicking them, all while pounding Maci as hard as she can.
She runs her hands up Maci’s back reaching her shoulders pulling her back to her as close as possible. Her pumping and pounding came harder and quicker as Maci moaned and rode her back. Rosalyn dug her nails and ran them down Maci’s back, leaving trails of red marks. She slapped her ass reinvigorating the welts from the whip.
As Maci drew closer to cumming, Rosalyn realized she could feel the vibration coming from Maci’s clit clip. She quickly pulls out, realizing she wants to reach this moment of climax with her. She makes speedy work of finding exactly what she wants, returning to the bed, hoisting her foot to the edge and placing the vibrator in her own wet hole, holding it in place with the gear.
She turns it on and almost begins to quake. She slams the dildo back into Maci before she loses too much. The vibrator is causing the dildo to vibrate too. Maci screams as she’s cumming and Rosalyn pushes her face into the bed while she leans into her, feeling her own climax. She pulls the vibrator from within her to stop the waves from crashing over her. She releases Maci from her bind and pulls her up from the bed. Rosalyn releases the gear back to Maci and goes to her husband and gives him a kiss. She then sits on the edge of the bed, waiting.
Rosalyn feels the sheets cool under her fiery, sweat soaked skin, she finds this all exciting. She knew her husband liked watching her fuck Maci. She wondered if he would like it as much watching as Maci fucks her. Maybe he could learn a thing or two from this. Maci walks to the bed, dildo bouncing in the air just like an erect cock.
He watched as his wife lay with her head off the bed. Maci slides up to Rosalyn with the dildo and she opened her mouth, graciously taking the whole serving of dildo. Maci pumps her hips so the dildo goes further into and out of Rosalyn’s mouth. He didn’t think watching his wife give a dildo a blow job would make him jealous.
Rosalyn grabs Maci by the legs, further encouraging her pumping action, pulling her closer so she can take more of it into her. He was surprised that she was able to take something that large since he wasn’t quite as gifted. He knew once he was free from these chains he would show her that even though he might not be as big, he definitely could get the job done, satisfying her to the fullest.
Rosalyn sat up, flipping over facing herself toward her husband. The dildo slowly slid into her wet hole, her face looking surprised at how large it was. Maybe she wasn’t able to take anything bigger than her husband in there. Maci went back to the drawer and retrieved the lube. She applied a drop to her fingers and ran them around the edge of her hole, pushing them out, stretching her open further.
She took the dildo and slowly slid it into Rosalyn again, this time sliding easily, Rosalyn moaning as it passed her G spot. Maci began slowly pushing the dildo forward, hiding more and more of it in her hole as Rosalyn screamed and began to shake. As she pulled it back it glistened from all the juices from Rosalyn’s cum.
This didn’t stop Maci. She continued to pump her hole, first slowly then speeding up as she moaned and began pushing back, her pussy pounding against the base. He watched her face as she was about to climax again, saw her breasts bounce with every pound. No one was touching him but he felt he was going to cum just watching. He began pulsing in the air as he ejaculated, his semen streaming, just reaching the edge of the bed.
From behind him he hears the click of a switchblade. “Did you fuck my wife?” The voice sounds ominous and he’s scared. There are many women he has found attractive, whose was it that was going to get him killed when he was so exposed.
Maci is still pumping Rosalyn from behind. Rosalyn, pushing against the dildo harder than before, screams out as Maci slaps her ass. She reaches forward and grabs Maci around the throat, giving a little squeeze. The belt lands beside them on the bed. “Thanks sweetheart.” Maci wraps the belt around Rosalyn’s throat, pulling it tight.
Victoria walks up to the bed with the knife still out, its blade glistening in the dim light. She sees her chance, looks him in the eye and draws the blade gentle but firm against his wife’s back, drawing a small dark line of blood. “This is how you do it and not scare her.” She walks to the drawers and opens the next one down from the drawer with the dildos. She pulls out another knife and walks back to the bed.
She knows by now her wife will need a release. She takes the knife by the blade and shoves the handle into Maci’s waiting hole. Maci, as if by training, begins riding the handle until she tightens her thighs, moans and stops. Victoria pulls the knife from its warm wet sleeve and puts it into her hand.
As her wife pounds Rosalyn even harder, Victoria grabs Maci by the back of the head, pulling her back slightly by the hair. As Rosalyn begins to beg to be fucked harder and harder, deeper and deeper, Victoria kisses her wife passionately, nipping at her lip, tongues thrashing. Maci pulls on the belt as Rosalyn screams that she’s cumming again, stifling the noise. She climaxes as Maci buries the dildo as deep as she can as hard as she can, Victoria running the blade of the knife against her wife’s chest.
Blood didn’t just form a line on Maci’s chest, it began trickling down her chest, across her breast and dripped from her nipple. Victoria licked at the wound, loving to taste her wife’s blood. There was nothing he could do but stand there with his mouth open as his craving for the blood drove him crazy. He tried to wriggle free but it was no use, Maci had tied him too tight to escape.
Victoria lets her wife go, slaps her ass and tells her she’s going to change. Rosalyn wants to be in control now. She flips Maci on her back, took the belt from around her neck and threw it on the floor. She mounts the mammoth dildo, sliding her sopping wetness down its full length. As she rides the dildo, Maci slips her fingers down into her slit to find the clit and adds the clit clamp. As the clamp reach the shaft of the clit his wife leans forward, overcome with all that is happening to her pussy.
Her husband climbs into bed behind her, takes a little lube stroking his rock hard cock with it and gently slides it into his wife’s ass. She screams as this brings both pleasure and pain. Victoria unchained him before she left, she didn’t like to see this part.
As his wife rode the dildo like a prize stallion, he matched her pace burying his cock further into her ass. It didn’t take long for either of them to reach their peaks. He pulled out of her ass just before he came, shooting his hot seed all over her back. She slide down the dildo one last time before she was done, covering Maci’s pussy with her juices.
Maci left the bed to retrieve something for herself. She took off the dildo and left it to be cleaned up later. He and Rosalyn were alone in the bed. “Did you learn anything?” Rosalyn laying on her back, he slid between her legs. He wanted to show her what he had learned. He slid his hardness into her well worn hole, he was gentle and loving.
When she couldn’t take this anymore, she rolled him in the bed not missing a stroke. She was on top now and she showed him how she wanted it to be, bouncing harder and harder. From the other side of the room buzzing was heard. Maci had found her favorite vibrator and was teasing her own clit with it.
As Maci was reaching her first vibratory climax, she slid the vibrator into her sopping pussy. Maci slid it in and out, pounding her own pussy with the vibrator. Not to be outdone, they matched her pace, his cock disappearing inside her wet hole. He wanted nothing more than to be the vibrator in her pussy. He pounded his wife harder from below, digging his fingers into her hips pulling her closer to him.
Maci ran her free hand up to her nipple, teasing it until it was fully erect. Wanting the nipple in his mouth, he slipped Rosalyn’s nipple into his mouth, flicking his tongue against Rosalyn’s like Maci was flicking her own. Rosalyn reached climax just as a thought hit her.
She realized that Victoria had been there. She felt the slight twinge from where Victoria had run the blade across her back. The spots covered with his spunk were growing cold quickly. She realized how bad this must have looked when Victoria found her with her wife. She quickly climbed off the bed and ran from the room to look for Victoria and apologize.
Maci was in her own world sitting on the floor in the corner, vibrator taking her pussy to task. She didn’t notice Rosalyn running from the room or him approaching her. He took a tickler from the wall and ran it up her leg. Her eyes opened, looking up at him seeing his devilish smile.
He got down on the floor at her feet putting his hand out to offer help. She took her hand from the vibrator, smiling back at him. He put his hand on the trigger, taking control of it, and he slid it out, turning it off. He took the belt from behind him and wrapped it around her neck.
He stood, pulling her up behind him. He pulled her close, close enough to smell her hair, feel her heart beating fast in her chest. His hands glided over her skin, not really finding a place to rest. He wanted to touch all of her, to control her, to be controlled by her. He wanted her to touch all of him too.
His eyes softened when he looked into hers. She smiled and bit her lip, her dimples shining through. It was her he wanted to show what he learned. There was only one problem. The smell of blood was still in the air and he needed to hurt her first.
Searching through the drawers, he found thick leather cord. He led Maci across the room by the belt, giving it a hard tug to tighten it. He pushed her back to the bed and had her sit. He went about his busy work. He moved the St Andrews Cross to the center of the room. He didn’t want to use the cuffs to bind her to it, he wanted to bind her with leather. Using the belt he helped her from the bed to the St Andrews Cross.
She had never used the cross, preferring closer contact between herself and her sexual partners. The cross was Victoria’s thing. She liked to tie up her men and tease them, driving them almost mad before she took them into her mouth. Most men barely made it past her lips before losing their load to her wet hole.
He had her face the cross and raise her hands. He set about tying each of her limbs to a plank. The smell of leather turned him on, he wondered if it did the same for her. The thought left as quickly as it came, and he headed back to making knots to ensure she couldn’t get free.
When he reached her legs, he slapped them hard to get her to part them. The air hit her wet and he could smell the sweetness he had tasted, first on his own, and then with his wife. His mouth couldn’t help but drool a little at the thought of tasting it yet again.
Once she was secured to the cross, he made sure he was able to control the belt around her neck from behind her as well. He let the loose portion of the belt brush her ass as he walked to the wall with the larger sex tools. He stood there for a moment, arms crossed, tapping his lower lip with his finger. He wasn’t sure where he wanted to start with her, all he knew was he wanted to use these on her.
The devil in him smiled as he licked his teeth. He reached up and took from its place on the wall the cat o’ nines. It didn’t take him long to reach her and make his first strike. His blow landed just above her thighs on her ass. She winced away as far as she could but she kept silent, knowing that was how she needed to be or she would get the ball.
He reached back to strike again and again, each time landing the blows on a different piece of her skin. Each time, she winced and nothing more. She loved the pain this caused and it was a release for him. He reached his arm back once more to strike her but this time something went awry. One of the tails hit his own hand. He screamed in pain.
She giggled. She knew it was wrong and she was going to pay even before he reached her and took up the slack belt that had been dangling down her back. He pulled it tight, so tight she could barely get air in and no words out. “You think that’s funny, do you?” He released the belt just before she passed out. He stormed off to the wall again.
He came back and removed her from the cross. He pulled the belt tight as he drug her to the bed. He held her over the end of the bed and told her not to move. He pulled the paddle down from the wall. He sat on the edge of the bed and turned her over his knee. He paddled her until her entire ass was red. He then sat her on her ass. She winced with pain but didn’t say anything. He went back to the wall.
Finding nothing there to satisfy his beast within he turned to the drawers. He found the one thing that would get the beast to quell. He closed the drawer, turned back to her and asked her to lay on her stomach.
She was already in position when he reached the edge of the bed. He climbed over her, straddling her legs until he reached his destination. He came to rest on her thighs, just under her ass. She could feel this cock hardening as he rested it down her crack. He leaned over her, putting pressure on her back. He took the beast fighter and aligned it. He could see the many times he had tried this in the past and failed it. He wasn’t going to fail this time.
He dug in and sliced the knife down the center of her back. He could feel her skin give way as he went, knowing there was going to be blood. He watched as the blood pooled between her shoulder blades, like a crimson lake. He could smell the iron in the air and this made him hard.
He took his finger and traced sigils on her back, ones he had learned long ago, ones that claimed her as his. She had never let him go this far before. She must be more trusting of the beast in him this time. He bent down and drank from the pool, his facial hair, chin and lips covered in her blood when he rose. He smiled at the company standing in the door.
Rosalyn shrieked, she had never seen his beast so fully out of him before. It looked as though Maci wasn’t moving, wasn’t breathing and this made her gasp. Rosalyn turned and ran from the doorway. Victoria waved her hand at him. “Clean her up.”
The blood on her back made the rent in her skin look worse then it was. He cleaned the drying blood off her back and then bandaged her. Maci lay still, letting him complete his work before she moved. He was very tender with her as he covered the last of the wound.
He helped her up, hoping she wasn’t mad at him. He looked into her eyes for any sign. She smiled at him and let him hold her for a little while. This wasn’t over, not by a long shot. She knew he needed to get out of his head and realize he was making progress controlling the beast.
They had been working in secret, Victoria the only other person who knew. It had been months since they started, but this was the first time Victoria had ever walked in while they were working. She didn’t realize Rosalyn was behind her. She hoped Victoria could talk to Rosalyn, get her to understand what she saw, for her sake and his.
She took her hand and placed it on his chin, lifting it so he could look her in the eye. “Rosalyn said you could do anything to me she did. There is still plenty we have yet to do.” She pushed him back on the bed. She grimaced as she move to straddle him. She pulled him up to her, hugging him. She kissed his face playfully, he grabbed her holding her tighter, pressing harder with his lips.
He rolled on top of her, pinning her to the bed. He kissed her again, more gently this time. He owed her so much. He let his lips lead him down her body. He caressed her breasts, nudging her nipples awake. He slipped one into his mouth while the other was between his fingers. He suckled her like a newborn, not wanting to release his hard earned prize.
He continued down her body, down the center of her belly. She giggled as his hair tickled her. This just egged him on. He kissed down past her sex, kissing her thigh. He nuzzled up the other thigh before reaching his final destination.
The scent was intoxicating to him. He ran his tongue around the outside, licking her lips before he dove in. With one final kiss on her lips he sank his tongue deep in her luscious valley. She wriggled as his tongue talked to every inch. As his tongue drove deeper into the valley his nose nuzzled in continuing to stimulate her as she tried to push back.
His tongue dove deep into her hole, running in circles, caressing the outer edges, occasionally flicking into her hole. Every time his tongue pierced her hole she moaned a little deeper. He sent his tongue back to her clit, nibbling it and sucking it, her hips pushing up, pressing her against his face.
With his tongue occupied, his fingers found their way into her waiting hole. Her hips pushed back against his fingers as he found the soft folds of her G spot. She moaned louder, taking her hands down to his face. Her legs began to tighten around his head as her hands pulled his face further into her wanting snatch.
She ground herself against him, feeling her inner dimensions tightening around his fingers. She knew she was cumming, she rolled over on her knees and he happily positioned his face under her. He pressed his face back against her as she pressed back against his face, trapping it between her ripeness and the bed. She rode his face like a stallion to the finish line, his face glistening from the dew.
He slid up in the bed, lying on his back. She knew she had to reciprocate, it was what good girls did. She knelt between his knees, took his cock in her hand and looked up at him. She gave him an evil grin before she took him fully into her. She could feel him as he made his way down her throat. She hummed as she kept him there as long as she could. She backed him out long enough to catch her breath and she was back to taking him all the way down her throat.
She slid him back out, her head bobbing up and down. He loved watching as her lips made his cock vanish and then return again just as quickly. She would change her speed, going slower and then speeding up, only to slow down again. She knew what she was doing, sensing when he needed her to pound him down harder.
As he felt his climax cumming, he grabbed her head, one hand on each side and wrapped his hands in her hair. He had complete control over her. He pulled her all the way home as he exploded down her throat. He could feel her swallowing as his second wave and third wave came over him with smaller explosions.
She looked up at him as he released her hair and he watched as his softer cock slid out of her mouth, a trail of spit and spunk leading from the tip to her lip. He wiped her lips, breaking the trail.
She crawled up his body, stopping when their sex met. She hovered there, he could feel the steam coming off her. This was the moment he had been waiting for, the moment he would finally be able to fuck her. His wife had said it was ok since she did it and he couldn’t wait.
This thought brought his once flaccid member to full attention. He wanted her, to feel all of her, to feel how her body would react to taking all of him. She leaned in to kiss him as he ran his hands down her side, grabbed her hips and slammed himself home. She screamed with ecstasy as the whole of him buried itself deep within her.
This was the moment she had been waiting for as well. She wanted him, had wanted him from the first time she offered to help him. From the first time he kissed her all those months ago. She leaned up, putting her full attention to riding him.
They worked together, his hands gripping her hips slamming her onto himself over and over again, harder and deeper then the last time, her going up on her knees and dropping down as hard as she could, feeling him making new pathways through her stomach. While they were working it from the outside, she was working it from the inside too. She rolled all the muscles that framed her hole, he could feel it squeeze, like he was getting a hand job on the inside. This brought him to climax quickly, her not far behind.
She climaxed quickly again and again as he made short upward bursts with his hips. He wanted to go even deeper into her so he flipped her over on the bed, took her legs to his shoulders and slammed himself as far in as he could get, he pushed her to her limits and then some when he pushed her feet over her head. He got a few pounds in before she moved her legs back down to his hips. She would pull him closer to her with her legs and if he wasn’t going the speed she wanted, she would just put that stiletto into his ass cheek.
He found he liked it when she would hit him with her heel. This gave him incentive to take her harder and deeper until she climaxed. This time he climaxed with her. He collapsed onto her, his cock softening, exhausted.
He rolled besides her, both sweaty from all the exercise. Rosalyn was standing at the end of the bed. She looked angry, maybe she had changed her mind. “I thought I said nothing happened unless I was here.” She climbed on top of Maci, kissing her hard. She straddled atop Maci kissing her again. Maci could feel her nakedness press against hers. “You want this don’t you.” Maci could feel Rosalyn’s pussy grinding against hers.
Rosalyn pushed Maci’s legs open with hers, both pussies just staring him in the face. How could he turn this down? This was the only time he was probably every going to get this. He climbed up between their legs, his cock rock hard like it hadn’t seen any action in days. He slipped it into Maci, pushing in as far as she could go. He pulled out of Maci and pushed into Rosalyn. He continued trading one pussy for another, alternating them. Maci and Rosalyn were kissing each others necks, their hands wandering as they moaned with every thrust he made.
The thrusts were deeper and harder the longer it went on. The girls pushed against him when it was their turn, grinding against one another between times to keep their pussy excited. He screamed when he was close to cumming and pulled out as Rosalyn rolled off Maci and he exploded, his stream hitting them both, covering them in semen.
Once he was done, Rosalyn rolled on her side and began licking his spunk from Maci. Once Rosalyn was done, Maci licked Rosalyn clean. Victoria was at the end of the bed, her body naked. She climbed into bed beside Maci, their hands wandering.
She kissed Maci, tasting his saltiness. She looked him in the eyes. “Ready for me?”
“Beep, beep, beep.” He reached over and slapped the alarm, silencing it. Was it all a dream? He rolled to the edge of the bed and sat up. His cock didn’t think it was all a dream, as it stuck straight out. He shuffled to the bathroom, seeing the light was on. He knocked on the door and a voice he didn’t recognize answered that they were in there.
He shuffled back toward his bedroom, stopping by the spare bedroom door. He could see movement under the covers. He didn’t remember them having guests over. He stayed still watching as he waited for whoever was in the bathroom.
It was then he realized he wasn’t home. He rubbed his eyes looking around. This wasn’t the spare bedroom at his house he was standing in front of, it was the master suite. He jerked forward, accidentally pushing the door open and the covers were kicked to the end of the bed.
There before him was Victoria and Maci, naked. Maci was between Victoria’s legs, plunging a dildo into her folds. Victoria was clawing at the headboard, stifling a moan with each advancement of the dildo.
Just then the bathroom door opened. Victoria’s boyfriend came out and slapped his ass on the way by. As he jumped into bed with the girls Maci removed the dildo. He smiled over his shoulder, plunging himself into Victoria while putting his hand to Maci’s throat.
“Maybe next time you can join us.”
He shot up in a sweat. He pinched himself to make sure he was awake. What a crazy dream? Even if it was a dream, it was still so hot. He took his already hard cock in his hand and took to pleasuring himself, his wife asleep beside him none the wiser.
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