It’s been a long day, I’ve been driving for roughly 14 hours straight and am just so eager to get off the road and into a hot shower before passing out in what are probably mediocre hotel sheets but of course, my partner insists that we stop by the bar for a few drinks and maybe some pub food if there is any. Road weary and bleary eyed I slowly sip at my whiskey sour as she pores over the little menu slip, blankly zoning out and not even noticing the gorgeous woman eyeing us from a few tables over.
My wife makes a quip about what she’d do for a chance with her though and I absently laugh, making a remark about how she’s always been too shy to approach another girl, much less one with a well built man at the table. She blushes and buries her face into the menu again, always talk but very little action, and I smile, leaving the table to get another drink.
I make small talk, easy banter with the bartender; when I feel a hand slide up my right leg and rest just over the top of my belt loops. “I couldn’t help but hear what you said to your wife about her little fantasy” you whisper in my ear, lips tantalizing against my skin, “care to take me up on a dare?” I’m intrigued, and we hash out some details before I make my way to my table and finish the evening drinks with my partner and I smile and wave at you both as you go back to your room. She’s a bit tipsy by the time we’re done and doesn’t notice that we’re on the wrong floor as we meander our way to a room. Your room to be exact.
As soon as we’re through the door you are caressing and kissing her, pressed against wall as she moans softly under her breath, opening up under your fingertips as you guide her into a lust filled state. I give your husband a nod, smiling, and he steps in, lifting her top off with the bra in one fell swoop, her heaving breasts falling back with a soft slap before you grab them, kneading and fondling them as he slips behind her, one hand sliding down her thighs and the other grabbing her by the neck and she gasps, grabbing at your side only to be slapped and told to be a good girl and not move by you.
All this time my cock is rock hard, throbbing, as I sit and witness you guide her to the sofa, sliding her pants down and leaving them bunched at her ankles, hobbling her as she looks up to take in the magnificent bulge of your husband’s cock pressed tight in his jeans, eye level and fully encompassing her vision. She’s never been shared before and this was the dare, to let you both consume her world and ravage her as I watched and I was eager to see you both please her.
I think it took us both by surprise when you looked at me, eyes cocked as she slid her hands over his pants and mewled with need, begging to suck his dick, to feel him choke and own her. You happily obliged as she shakily unzipped them, his cock springing free and pressing against her forehead, forcing her to reel back before you shoved her back in towards it, guiding her to it in an almost gentle manner…before impaling her on it, the poor girl’s gag reflex kicking in as he engulfed her throat. Fuck I nearly came then and there watching you violate her throat so thoroughly, her body heaving as she attempted and failed to take it all.
You giggled, hand on the back of her head as she struggled valiantly to take a ragged breath around his magnificent member, barely sucking in a sufficient gasp as you pushed her back down his girthy shaft. “Take it all like a good bitch, you were eager just a second ago,” fuck, it filled me with a need I never knew I had when you talked to her in such a demeaning manner, leaning forward to press your knees to her shoulders as she gurgled and grabbed at his pockets, pulling him in until he was hilted in her throat. The look of sheer pleasure washing over his face was beautiful and just as I was curious to see if she was going to faint on his cock you pulled her back with a wet *shcuck* and kissed her full on the lips.
You were beaming and she was already cock drunk, eyes glazed as he grabbed a handful of hair and you stepped back, the two of us watching in adoration as he slowly worked her up and down his length, inch by inch before interlocking his fingers on the back of her head, shoving his dick fully past her throat barrier, gag reflex failing her as she sputtered and rocked, the sounds of her muffled gagging as she licked his invading shaft a wondrous symphony. I was desperate to touch but you had ordered me to sit tight and I was barely able to remember that as he shoved deeper yet and held her face against his hips, staccato burst thrusts rolling her eyes back as she fought for air and you whispered something in her ear, slapping Maltepe Escort her ass playfully.
Some small part of her must have still been conscious, a look of determination crossing over her as she struggled and succeeded in sticking her tongue out and caressing his balls, eyes going wide as he came down her throat, pulling back to coat her face in rope after rope of his cum, rubbing his head over her face to really get her smeared, marked, practically owned as his slut now. She moaned as she sucked in air but licked her lips eagerly, looking up at you both for desperate approval. You smile, before grabbing her by the hair and dragging her to the chair I sat on, crossed legged, bidding her to kiss me.
Her face was beet red, and not just from the brutal face fuck she had just received but she leaned forward to obey as you licked her cheek, her salty, slick lips pressed against mine before you rubbed her face over my own, and I licked and kissed her clean, just as you had told me I would. You admired your work for a moment before sitting on her shoulders and pressing her gasping face into my crotch, spreading her ass for your man to appreciate the view of her ass and cunt at his disposal.
His semi turgid cock was splendid to witness, still glistening with her spit, but the sight of you taking it in your lips and working him back up was beautiful, divine almost in the way you worked his cock over; and just as I thought you would make him cum you arched back and ground her face against my throbbing shaft and his own, rigid rod unceremoniously split her in two. It was everything you had to keep from being bucked off as she shuddered, the deep, violating thrusts penetrating into her smoothly, leaving her jarred and bewildered as he slammed his hips into hers over and over, thick ass clapping against him as he molded her cunt to his form, truly owning her body as you pinned her in place.
It was my turn to be nefarious, leaning in to kiss and caress your neck as I whispered one of her most secret and carnal kinks. I loved the wicked smile that you wore as you took her hands and gave them to his, pulled her arms taut as you stood up, ass right in my face as I dutifully remained still, listening to him crash into her as he pulled her back with each thrust forward, the momentum carrying her forward to you as you stripped down, her lips barely grazing over your own as she cried out and screamed in pleasure, the first waves of a massive orgasm rocking through her as she muttered how much she adored the Master’s cock.
It was admittedly a shock to hear those words from her mouth, such a shy and unassuming attitude never struck me as actually being able to submit to another man’s cock but when the words left her lips I couldn’t help but want to see her take that cock again but also, I wanted her to worship your body too as she reeled, high on the orgasmic pleasure coursing through her. I longed to hear her profess her unwavering submission to you both in that moment.
You must have read my mind, or the look in my eyes, fingers crooked under her chin as you locked eyes with her and bade her to get to work with one word, “Lick”, draping one leg over her shoulder as you pressed her face into your crotch, rubbing your lips over hers and jerking her head forward to get your point across. Your face softened for a moment as she opened her mouth, tongue caressing over you obediently, learning her way through what made you react most favorably as you winked at me and motioned for me to come over.
“I want you to blow my Mr and get him good and ready to rock your wife’s world again”, your eyes locked with mine as you grinned a feral smile at me, “I want her to think of him every time she feels anything near that pussy of *ours*” You emphasized the ours with a slap to her ass, moaning with her as she helplessly leaned into you and lapped at your soaking juices as best and deep as she could.
I bit my lip as I knelt before your husband, his hands resting on my shoulders reassuringly as I leaned in and licked his shaft, the taste of my wife on him absolutely intoxicating. I used both hands, one cupping his balls and the other bringing his half hard cock up, bobbing my head over it and marveling at the feel of him as it rested on and glided over my tongue. I could feel each vein, every pulse, and taste the remainder of the cum still seeping out of him as he grew in my mouth. I didn’t even notice his hands leave my shoulders but the feel of them on my head, easing me down and down and down, fuck, it was almost enough to make me soak my pants there on the floor and beg for more. But you had left her in a Maltepe Escort Bayan pool of her own sweat and cum and crossed the few feet over to pull me off with the same wet sound, my eagerness to please evident by the deep breathe I had to take in, eyes fixated on his ass as he sauntered over and grabbed her hips, easing his thick cock back into her as her body eagerly accepted him. Her face even had a lazy smile as she sighed, almost as if she was relieved not to be empty but to be a willing cocksleeve for your man.
I looked up at you, beseeching you to let me touch or at least do more, but you slipped a finger, sodden with your honey, into my mouth and bade me be a good boy as you sat, legs open, on the chair I’d been on moments ago. Your husband, her Master now, propped her torso in the air by her wrists, hips gyrating against his as she strained to feel him deep in her. I couldn’t see her face from my vantage point but I bet it was delirious surprise as you pulled her face back into your cunt, legs locking around her head masterfully.
Truth be told, I didn’t even need to see her face. The delirious moans of pleasure as he pummeled into her, muffled through your legs as you suffocated her in pussy, were a clear indicator of where she was at mentally. It was beautiful listening to those uninhibited sounds of pleasure as she let loose and enjoyed being used by you both. Coupled with the sound of your husband’s hips clapping against her ass, your rasping gasps as she went back to servicing you; it was a symphony of depravity.
It must have been about two minutes when her frantic tapping against your hips started to slow and you spread your legs quickly, slapping her hard across her cheek to bring her back to reality before she could pass out. You cupped her slick chin and cheek and looked deep into her wide eyes; “Who’s a good little slut” you crooned, eliciting an immediate “I am, I’m your good slut please let me taste you more Mistress!” from her. You tutted and shook your head as your man started to jackhammer into her at a faster pace, savagely filling her cunt and practically leaving her cross eyed. “You. Can. Call. Me. Goddess,” you emphasized each word with a firm, but gentle, slap across the face and stood up over her, taking in the sight of her tits swinging back and forth at the same frantic pace as his thrusts.
You gave me a wicked grin and slowly made your way to me, stepping past me but trailing your fingers over my chest and face. “Are you ready to join us slut?” You asked me, leaning in close enough for me to feel your pert nipples pressed into my back, arms wrapping around me and presenting a *massive* double ended monster of a dildo. I opened my mouth to reply and you shoved one head into my mouth, forcing me to my knees as you pressed three inches past my lips and made me hold the other end to keep it there. You made quick work of my button up, worming it off of me and shoving me to my back, planting your knees on both sides of my head and shimmied my jeans down and off of my legs, pussy just nearly dripping over my face from her worshipping.
We could still hear them going, her moans escalating into screams of pleasure as she began to shudder with each thrust, the orgasm ripping through her as he molded her into a toy for his pleasure. He let her arms loose, rocking his hips into her as she fell forward, he leaned in, hands grasping her bountiful breasts and pulled her up even with him, kissing her neck and bouncing her up and down his length, biting into her shoulder as he growled, filling her yet again with his semen. They stayed locked like that for a few more seconds, rocking his hips as she shivered in ecstasy, feeling him fill her up completely and irrevocably and we were entranced, momentarily, before you remembered you still had a few tricks up your sleeve.
You yanked the dildo free of my mouth and kissed me, biting my lip and pulling me over to them as he let her go, a shivering mess of cum and sweat curled up on the floor. He saw your toy and shook his head with a laugh, taking the moment to sit down on the chair she was piled up in front of, cock twitching and still mostly erect. “Down, now, like a good whore,” you gestured with the dildo, as you knelt beside my quivering partner. I knelt and watched as you kissed down her cheeks and neck, cupping her left breast, sucking and nibbling at her nipple to rouse her back to us. Her eyes could barely focus on you but she was trying, as you bit her other nipple playfully, cajoling her into kneeling on all fours. Her eyes lit up at the sight of his cock right there in front of her but you quickly smacked that Escort Maltepe idea out of her head and curtly told her not to move or she would be receiving that massive rod in the ass with no hope of preparation. She stayed put, anal has never been her forte but you didn’t need to know that, yet at least.
Slipping the, prodigious I might mention, head of the dildo into her was nothing; your husband had worked her with frenzied energy and she was still eager for more, you stopped at about seven inches before pulling it just shy of free, slamming it back in and rocking her within an inch of his rod. You saw her almost give in to the desire but she stayed her hands and kept them planted on the floor. It must have pleased you because you patted her ass and eyed me, turning me around and lining the rubber girth with my ass, running a line of lube up and down its length before grabbing my dick with one hand to stay me and easing it in with the other. Every yank of your hand brought me back, back, until finally our asses were touching and you stood up to admire your work, slapping our cheeks and grabbing me by the hair to pull me forward and suddenly rock me back, making her yelp as it bottomed out in her cunt.
I got the gist quickly, just in time to hear a gurgling behind us as he took to face fucking her with an animalistic ferocity. Her body was reeling and she rocked me into your waiting thighs, legs clasping behind my head as he fucked me vicariously, stars filling my vision and the scent of you filling my lungs, your nectar like honey over my lips as I broadly stroked my tongue over you, parting your lips and curling it up to really taste you. My world was nothing but pleasure and my only meaning was to worship, earn the right to a shallow breath before being shoved back to work, and every moan of pleasure that filled my ears through your legs was a hymn that sent my blood racing. I couldn’t help but throw my hips back, making her squeak around his shaft as her head bobbed and spittle coated her chin and his balls, as she came, pussy clenching tight around the dildo before it popped out, her hips spasming as he kept using her throat until she went limp, and he let her fall to her chest, ragged breaths through her cum filled throat.
I didn’t have time to react as he pulled the dildo free of me and grabbed my hips, my brain was just barely processing the sudden void within me, but then he slammed that cock deep into me like it was home and I moaned his praises into your thighs, barely able to focus as he fucked me hard, lapping at your pussy until you shuddered and stopped me shy of an orgasm. “You like that shaft” you cooed to me “do you want to be our little cocksleeve?”
I couldn’t help myself, words wouldn’t work as he stole my breath with each thrust, so I nodded fervently, and you smiled wickedly.
“Well in that case, let me find my strap, you’re in for a wild ride now bitch”
It took me a minute, brain fog setting in heavy as your husband drilled my hole, but I smiled drunkenly at your choice of words as my cock smacked my stomach over and over again. The ride was already wild but I was here for every dirty thing you could unleash on me.
That ass bobbed as you bent over to look through your bag and something clicked in my head. It wasn’t something I could fight as I held myself up on my hands, hole clenching tight around his rod, I moaned like a lurid whore as rope after rope erupted from me, every thrust of his rocking my cock forward and coating my chest in cum.
But fuck that drilling never ended and the orgasm ripped through me like never before, I never realized one could feel it so thoroughly in their body. You popped up out of nowhere after and slapped my face with your prosthetic dick, both cheeks imprinted by the massive head. “Your cum belongs to me now and you do not get to orgasm without my permission, slut” You emphasized particular words with more slaps of the dildo and your man slammed himself home and held me still as his cock pulsated inside me.
“Y-yes Goddess,” I managed to get out before you shoved that rubber length down my throat, my head was reeling from the unceremoniously and mercilessly rough throat fuck. You made sure to hilt it down my throat and hold me there, cooing at your husband and marveling at his thick base wedged deep in me. Air was running out and my chest heaved and shuddered but you laughed and pinched my nose shut. My world was closing in on itself but I was loving every second of it as you both laid waste to me until I passed out and you pulled free, laying me in a pool of my own cum.
I came to about an hour later, wife snuggled up to you both with the dreamiest look on her face as you fondled her tit and she idly stroked your man, a screenshare of your reddit with pics of us all rolling over the television. It was radiant, beautiful, and definitely an eye opener to a lifestyle I was desperate to pursue suddenly.