The New Tenant - Part 5 (Patreon)

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Toby got to work immediately. He first inserted one fat finger sinking several inches in before adding a second one into my pussy. His fat fingers stretched me out obscenely, I involuntarily jolted my head back. With a moments adjusting, Toby started to pump them in and out while he massaged my clit with his fat tongue, his other hand clutching my thigh with a death grip. My knees started to buckle as he worked my g-spot until I exploded. Toby relentlessly continued to pump my pussy with his fingers.

"You like that?” Toby asked, challenging me to admit how good he made me feel. “I'm gonna make you cum again, Kimberly," he promised. I trembled as he used my name, making such promises.

Toby was the one speaking up to me from between my thighs, not Josh. It was unbelievable. I never expected to enjoy it so much. He then pulled his fingers out and inserted his tongue, slurping at me loudly. The vile sounds of Toby eating me out would haunt me forever, but right now it was the best thing in the world. His thick tongue worked me so well. Then he raised his head and shoved his fat fingers into me again. To my shock he added a third finger as he continued to suck on my clit. I arched my back and moaned loudly. He stretched me so fucking good. His strong hands started to grind against my sensitive area. All three fingers working wonders. It was almost like he wanted to foreshadow how his cock would fit, it being way fatter than his three digits.

"That's right," he said, discarding his tongue from my depths, "You like these fat fingers." I knew what he was thinking should’ve been instead of his three large digits thrusting in me.

I felt myself getting close to cumming again. I dug my nails into his shoulders as I tried to hold onto my orgasm. Toby knew what I liked. I could tell he was going to bring me to the brink again.

"Cum for me, Kimberly," he whispered, flicking my clit with his tongue again.

The combination of his voice and his touching turned me on even more. He licked my clit faster, keeping his relentless tempo with his fingers, and I felt my muscles tighten. I screamed out, trying to hold off any further release. Just when I thought I might be able to hold out, Toby stopped rubbing my clit and spread my legs even wider. His mouth fully moved to my clit and he sucked hard. I bucked my hips into him but he held onto my thighs, forcing me to stay in place.

"Fuck!" I cried out.

He kept sucking and swirling his tongue around my clit. It felt incredible. I wanted to never stop cumming. I couldn’t understand where he had it from. His enthusiasm was so absolute and flawless. Impeccable. He sucked my pussy so good, so nastily. And I knew it was way too far, but that made it extra delicious. As if this small treat was between Toby and I. Though, I guess a few things had happened that were too far.

In the end, after a good while, I was powerless as sleep took us in the end. Toby had worn me out with that eager tongue of his, those hungry lips.

*

I woke up the next morning to a warm sensation wrapped around my cock. Not only was that sensation wrapped around me, it was also moving. Up and down. Up and down my erection with something strong and wet pressing the underside of my dick. Small eager slurps and moaning emanated from beneath me, as I slowly woke. Opening my eyes, I saw a bulge in the blanket where my cock was, a bulge that was bobbing up and down in rhythm to the other worldly pleasure I received. A warm and wet suction bobbing my cock with intensity, stretching around my fat girth.

This was one way to wake up. I could get used to this. I put my hands behind my head, closed my eyes and let sweet Kimberly claim her prize. Do her job. Suck me off like she was supposed to. Satisfy her taste buds while satisfying me. Swirling her tongue side to side as she focused on my head, pressing the shaft with it while bobbing down deeper, coating my cock head in her saliva. Occasionally I felt my head barge against her throat as she got too deep, causing her to gag and squeeze harder than before. It was the best waking up I’d ever had.

I guess I should have been more surprised, but I was too focused on the otherworldly pleasure to even have any other thoughts than this angelic hot wife slurping down on my cock with such passion and eagerness. And really, it was only right that Kimberly was serving me. She was slowly caving to my desires.

And the best part, when I groaned out and started to cum she didn’t even stop. Kimberly eagerly slurped and gulped my cum down her throat. I could tell she wanted to savor it, but there was too much. Droplets emanated in the corner of her mouth, but still she managed to gulp most of my essence. My whole body shook as I pulsed in her sweet loving mouth. I clutched the sheets and grit my teeth. I was so sensitive it felt like I was going to explode. But I held on. I wanted her to finish me off completely. To have her drain me.

Finally, after a good five minutes of cumming in her mouth and relishing in the after bliss, Kimberly threw the blanket aside. Giving me the view I loved the most. Kimberly under me, and now with my cock stuffed into her mouth, bulging out her cheeks. She was still cleaning me off like a good girl. Occasionally she would rub her tongue across sensitive spots, causing me to shudder. She did that to tease me, and I lived for it.

Then with a pop, she dropped my cock out her mouth, a small string of cum and saliva hanging between my tip and her lips. Kimberly gave a small giggle as she drew it in with a nasty slurp and dropped it down her throat with the rest before she smiled cheerfully up at me.

“I thought you wanted some help with your morning wood,” Kimberly chuckled. I nodded.

“That certainly helped,” I said. “Morning woods can be quite uncomfortable.”

I tried to make it sound like she could – no – should do it every morning. Kimberly bit her lip like she did when she liked the idea of something. I took a hand down and stroked her hair.

“So I’ve been told. Especially with big ones like this, I bet,” Kimberly muttered.

Her fierce eyes looked up at me. Oh how I would love to subdue this woman until she was mine. Submit her to how I wanted to take her. Make those determined eyes curl in willing pleasure as I took her. But to do that, I had to show who was the dominant one. Not just to her, but to Josh as well. Make her do things to demean him. Especially with both of them there. I suspected Josh liked watching, so subduing his wife in front of him would probably put some thoughts in Kimberly’s little head. That would be the ultimate power move.

But we have to start somewhere.

I sat up in the bed, with my gentle strokes ending with me cradling the back of her head. She looked at me quizzically but I knew what I wanted. I put my other hand on her chest and pushed her until she was on her back, and she didn’t resist at all. She looked at me with a glazed look. I wondered what she was thinking. No. I didn’t. All that mattered was what I was about to do. Show her who calls the shots.

I saddled her with my knees outside her shoulders, pointing my cock at her lips. I pushed forward. My cock bumped against her lips, but after a moment's hesitation she parted her lips and let me in. I arched my head back and let out a long groan. Holding still, savoring the sensation. Closing my eyes to focus on the pleasure. It was so warm, so wet. The perfect place for my cock.

“That’s good Kimberly. Just like that. Taste that big thing, slut,” I said. I didn’t see her reaction, but I knew she loved being played with like that. So I pushed for more. “Aren’t you my dirty little cocksucking wife now?” I felt her nod. Yeah. She was coming around.

I slowly started to slide my rigid head back and forth over her warm tongue. I wanted to take my time. Both to explore her mouth, and so that I could feel her tongue as she explored my cock. I could feel her curiosity all over the sensitive spots on the underside of my cock. It made my cock come to life again, and I started to slowly increase the pace a little bit, going slightly deeper into her mouth with my cock. Kimberly coughed slightly each time I bumped against the back of her throat but I knew she could take it. Or she’d have to learn to. She needed to learn what I liked. So I kept pummeling at her as I started to taunt her.

“You like that big thing huh?” I started. Of course, she couldn’t reply, having her mouth stretched.

“That’s right my little slut, ugh,” I moaned. “Way bigger than Josh… Tell me, does Josh have a cock like this?” I dragged my cock out of her lips to let her reply.

“You’re so fucking big! Much bigger than Jo–” I cut her off as I fucked my cock into her mouth again.

“That’s what I thought,” I replied, pushing even more. “You belong there with me inside you.”

Her eyes shot up as she realized my wording. She knew what I wanted. I think a part of her wanted it too. “You want that? I know I’m the biggest you’d had, given Josh is your only lower up till now.”

I slowed down my thrusting to a series of small pushes as I let her feel the ‘up till now’ linger. To help her resistance waver more, I turned my shoulder and moved my hand down between her thighs, starting to tease her mound as I talked to her.

“I know you’re curious. Not only of how it would feel, but how different it would feel. Tell you what, ask nicely and I’ll consider it.”

My teasing words and playing with Kimberly’s pussy seemed to do the work on her. She clenched her eyes but quickly shot them open when I retrieved my fingers and took my cock out again. She looked up impatiently, her fierce eyes glaring at me. She didn’t say anything, though.

“I’ll do it if you want me to,” I pressed. Rookie mistake. I broke her trance.

“No! I mean… no… Josh wouldn’t approve… That’s too far, Toby,” Kimberly said. “I think it’s is enough for now…”

“Suit yourself,” I said, trying to sound arrogant more than disappointed.

If I couldn’t be inside her that way, I’d fuck her face instead. I shoved my cock back inside her mouth and started shoving back and forth. Kimberly applied pressure with both suction and tongue as I fucked into her with deliberate motions.

As I increased the pace it soon became too overwhelming. I fell forward onto my elbows as the stimulation became too much. My cock still docked inside her mouth. I felt my head directly against her throat. With this new angle, maybe…

Instead of pulling back, I decided to go for it. Maybe this wasn’t the best position for Kimberly to receive me down her throat, but she was a big girl and would just have to take it. Especially having just denied me my right to take her wholeheartedly.

So I pushed down with my hips, my cock bucking against her throat. There was unbelievable resistance, but I could also feel the ever so slightly movement of my tip dipping into her throat. I moved a hand down to cradle her head at a more upward angle to make it easier for her. As I did that, even more of my cock started to glide down her throat. I knew if I got my flared out head past the ridge of her throat, she’d get the rest. It was just about making her throat bulge the right way.

In addition to angling her head, I moved my hips up as well, and then pressed towards the mattress as I also scooted back down a bit. I then could feel movement. My cock was slowly starting to glide. Kimberly gagged loudly and her hand started thumping the mattress. But I was so close. I couldn’t stop now. My cock steadily started to sink down her neck. The ridge of my head snaked its way through the edge of her throat, and with a loud wet cough it sunk the final inch and there I was. My cock head had fully entered her head.

I held still for a few moments. I was dangerously close to cumming, and that would be a waste of opportunity. Gently I held still as I started to regain control of my breath. Looking down, I saw her fierce, defiant eyes look back up at me. She didn’t look angry. More like awaiting the next step. To see how far I dared to take her. So I closed my eyes and pressed ahead. Kimberly gagged more, but like a good girl she got more of my cock into her throat. I couldn’t get balls deep, but with half my cock inside her, I decided it was enough.

With slow deliberate strokes did I start to fuck Kimberly’s face. No, I didn’t fuck her face. I was making sweet tender love to her face. Mauling her throat as I swirled my hips gently in small circles. Carefully thrusting into her lips with my eyes closed and focusing on how good it felt. But it didn’t take long before my balls started to boil again. Kimberly’s bulging neck just felt too good.

I slowly started to lose control of my thrusts. My climax was too big and too hard to control. Soon I was ravaging her. I fucked into her with ferocity as I groaned. I was so close. So fucking close.

“Take it, little bitch! You want that cum, don’t you?” I groaned out, daring to subjugate her with my words even more. “Take that cream!”

And with that I pressed into her throat hard and erupted. Kimberly gagged loudly and I felt her coughs tighten her throat around my cock head, squeezing my sperm into her throat. Good girl, helping my cum find its place inside her belly. After several bucks and a lot of panting, I dragged my cock out of her throat, letting her free.

*

I stood in the kitchen bathroom, rinsing off. I was so fucking turned on I just had to get out of there before I did something stupid. Toby no doubt could get me off with his tongue again, but I wasn’t sure if I was able to stop him if he decided to push it beyond that. He surely had hinted as much. So to keep my fidelity intact I had to get out of there.

But I had already gone too far. I had no idea how Josh would react to any of this. It had sort of just happened, and I had let it get out of control. Let Toby use my mouth for his own relief. He just fucked my throat and I let him. And last night he even ate me out for the first time, and not only that, he was fucking amazing at it.

Though, this morning… That was all me. His cock was just so appetizing. Seeing the bulge under the blanket. Uncovering it and finding it pulsing. The aroma. Toby’s musk. The juicy veins protruding from his big balls to the tip. How I knew he worshiped me. It was like my body had a mind of its own.

I had no idea how it had come to this. Was it because he was shy that this dominant side was such a turn on? It was so fucked. I had a hot husband who girls dreamed about, who Amanda even had said she’d love to get fucked by rather than her own boyfriend, but here I was. Salivating over Toby just because he had an unbelievable dick and an ominous streak I just couldn’t help but submit too.

And normally, I wasn’t all that sexual. Sure, I could be a bit wild when we got going, and I am proud of the hot stuff I’m married to, but I was never one who cared about size or any of that superficial crap. But Toby’s dick was just so interesting. So fat. So juicy. The amount of damage he could cause with that thing? Phew.

I looked at myself in the mirror. If I had make-up on, it would’ve been in shambles. Toby had been pretty rough, but I was oddly enough sort of proud. Like how I just took that much of his fat hog down my throat? I couldn’t even get Josh that deep. Just to think how deep that thing could go in other places…

*

Time flew by. A week or two passed. It wasn’t so easy to tell. Summer was more or less upon us, and we had no more worries about the world. Kim teased me about helping Toby still, but as the nights progressed there was a slight increase of Kim’s, erh, admiration for Tobys cock. I wasn’t all that interested in dicks, honestly, but how Kim talked about Toby’s, it was kinda arousing. Hearing my own wife gush over how big he was. How fat it was. The veins and details she felt when she jacked him off. The more she realized I wasn’t angry with it (not that I was exactly thrilled either), the more Kim talked. She became more and more brazen and relaxed.

“It’s so big. I can barely fit it… And the things he’s starting to say to me… Fuck, Josh, he’s so naughty sometimes,” Kim would say. Toby was so meek around me I could barely believe it.

One night Kim came in and started furiously making out with me, shoving her tongue into my mouth. After she smiled at me and asked if I could taste him on her breath.

“Who?” I asked, dumbfounded.

“Toby,” Kim had answered with a naughty little smile.

At first I was kinda taken aback, but her naughtiness drove me on. I guess taking cum in her mouth was sort of the same as taking it on her face, and I wasn’t really bothered by that. But making me taste it? That was some next level shit. I wasn’t sure how I felt about it. That was until Kim threw me back on the bed and rode me like a wild minx.

It became almost part of the routine. When Toby came in her mouth, Kim would make sure to use a lot of tongue while she sucked me off or while she made out with me. I wanted to throw up at the beginning, but in the end I sort of got used to it. It was so filthy, and I guess sort of humiliating tasting his salty leftovers, but Kim insisted. I guess she found it hot, and I couldn’t really deny that fact.

Another step was when she started to even make out with me with Toby’s sticky goo still on her face, chin and neck. The stench was wreaking, but seeing my wife coated like some slut was so hot. And honestly, I couldn’t really argue, though. I had tasted Toby’s goo on and in her mouth, so was it really different with it on her face? What blew my mind was when she even told me that it was Toby’s idea the first time for her to kiss me with him still on her breath, but that she had kept it going. She said she felt so slutty with his cum on and in her, and wanted to keep it there while we fucked.

*

With the new revelations I decided it was time for me and Kim to take a small break. Establish some control. I was pretty much a bit caught up in the whole pace of it all. I was cool with the handjobs, cumming in her mouth and the facials, and if it was a bit far having me partake like that I could live with it. But I think we both needed a bit of space. I had no idea it would be such a common occurrence.

So we decided to take an extended weekend out of town. We left Toby at the house, letting him do whatever, with a stern warning not to party too much. He nodded in his submissive way. Though I couldn’t get the images of Kim with this guy’s cum on her face out of my head as he accepted my instructions. And how I had sorta tasted his cum. Even as I easily looked down on him, I found myself slightly demeaned by his behavior.

So fuck all the playing around bullshit.

Kim was a bit hesitant at first, but when I introduced the randomness of the trip she immediately came around. We made our way to the airport and took the first flight taking us out of Indiana.

“Hey, Nebraska is cool, right? Maybe we can catch a rodeo. Ever been to one of those?” I said to Kim as we took off. Kim chuckled at the prospect.

“I want to see you get tossed off by a big bull,” Kim giggled. “So… from one trip to another,” Kim started, rolling her head to look at me.

“Yeah?”

“Italy. Is it happening?” Kim asked.

“Yeah, about that. So I was actually gonna save it until it was more finalized, but fuck it, you know? There may have been a huge development.”

“Really?” Kim asked, turning in her seat.

“Absolutely. And lets say, Entrendy might get a huge fucking deal here. They’ll even help us with European distribution! Even some of our other merchandise. I don’t know if that means they will do it themselves or they got some other folks on it. But that’s a step to the international market right there!”

“So… if the deals go through, what does that mean?” Kim asked, hesitantly.

“Well… Maybe we can go with our plan. I’ll do the boring shit, then I’ll fly you over on fucking first class, champagne and all, then we fuck around up and down Italy, celebrating our anniversary. Maybe buy some shot glasses, maybe a vineyard. Who knows?”

“That sounds amazing,” Kim said, glazed in her stare. She loved the prospect of traveling to Europe. She sat daydreaming for a bit before returning to her business state of mind.

“There are also so many opportunities in Europe. The CSGO scene over there is crazy. Especially with the pandemic. Lotta merch can be sold, sponsorships and so on,” Kim mused.

Kim paused and looked out the window. I always let her have the window seat, as she tended to get a bit sick on flights. Meanwhile, it gave me great access to some scotch too, eh?

After a few moments, Kim turned back.

“I’ve been thinking,” Kim said.

“Oh oh,” I teased. Kim slapped my shoulder and laughed.

“So I’ve been thinking, I said. After the business stuff… I think I might want to come… off the pill… you know with everything going so well… maybe we could get a small family started?” Kim said, trailing off to a small mumble.

I must admit I was a bit bamboozled. I mean it made sense. With more stable cash flow, and heaps of it, it made sense. And it would be kind of special to attempt at kids during a trip to Europe. Italy. France. Greece. We could probably make a whole trip out of it. We had no commitments holding us down other than our shop, which was entirely online. And Kim had always said she wanted kids early.

I took her chin and guided her eyes to mine.

“Nothing would make me happier,” I said, making her smile broadly.

“It makes me happy to hear you say that,” Kim said, leaning in for a kiss.

I then looked back at the airplane toilet.

“How about a small test run? Wanna join the mile high club?” I asked.

Kim looked back as well, lust written across her face.

“Maybe on the way back. We haven’t got much time left,” she said.

“I can be fast,” I said. And as if to settle it, I got up and held a hand for Kim to join me.

Between us and the toilet, however, was one one of the flight attendants. Older lady, in her 40s, but she held herself magnificently. A redhead stretching out her uniform in the right place. The flight attendant looked at us suspiciously, but with a small devious, yet knowing smirk. She then turned and headed back, as if to lead the way. Was she facilitating this? Maybe she knew that time was dire.

“I think you have yet another admirer,” Kim said from behind me.

“Really?” I asked, curiosity peaking.

“Move,” Kim said, shoving me to start walking.

We quickly made our way down the plane. The good looking flight attendant gave us another smirk and then turned her back to us, as if to tell us to get in while she didn’t look. I just shook my head and went into the small bathroom, Kim following shortly after.

“Fuck, they need to make these things bigger,” Kim said, as we crammed into the phone booth-sized WC.

“Tell me about it,” I whispered, not wanting to bring more attention than necessary. Even if the flight attendant seemed alright, you never know. “So how you wanna do this?”

I had no idea how we’d even broach this. Firstly, I’m fucking huge. Maneuvering in an airplane bathroom was difficult enough on my own. Now I was here with Kim and supposed to bang her. But I was determined to fail my mission. Kim looked around for ideas, but we didn’t have much time. Then both our hearts stopped. Someone knocked on the door.

Kim and I exchanged a look. How would we even explain this? There was no way out without being exposed.

I grabbed the door handle and inched the door open. Behind it was the mature flight attendant again.

“You guys need to hurry up,” she said in a low impatient whisper..

“Erh,” I stammered, utterly stunned.

“It’s a bit crammed up in here,” Kim replied matter of factly.

The attendant turned and looked down the aisle and then opened the door more.

“There is some space back here. The other’s won’t be back here before we land…” she muttered.

Was this for real? As if the matter had been concluded, she moved to the side to let us out, essentially blocking the way back to our seats. More or less prompting us to get back there and bang. Was she some 40 year old voyeur who liked watching young couples bang?  The thought excited me, that someone wanted to watch while I railed my hot young wife.

“Let’s go,” Kim said, not even phased by it. Though, I could tell she was kinda heated. Maybe she liked to be watched too.

Behind the bathroom, there was a small space where I guess the attendant sat. It was a bit shielded from the plane, so I guess it could be fine. Though, if Kim was bent over the seat, only part of me would be exposed, I guess. Erh. Fuck. I wasn’t sure how comfortable I was with that much exposure. As cool as our helpful mature lady was, I didn’t know if the others would be so lenient. Of course, the lady had her remedy. She pulled a curtain, blocking off the view from the rest of the plane.

The attendant then turned promptly towards us with a wide-eyed impatient look.

“What are you guys doing?” she said, still in a low whisper, with a hint of deviousness.

“Yeah Josh, take me already!” Kim said, bending over at the waist.

Were the girls ganging up on me? Not that I needed any further motivation.

“Oh my,” the attendant said as I slid my shorts to my ankles.

“Impressive, huh?” Kim sultrily said, meeting the mature ladies' eyes with a wink.

I grabbed Kim's white jeans and shoved them down to her knees and with a small groan from both of us I entered her. With an iron grip on her hips I started to piston in and out of her. Both tried to suppress our moans, and neither tried to drag it out either. We were on urgent business.

In the corner of my eye I saw the attendant move. I looked over at her and saw she was getting closer. Very close. I could smell her perfume as she stood right next to me. Her eyes were fixed down between my wife and I. Kim hadn’t noticed. Not until the redhead lady reached out and grabbed one of Kim’s cheeks with her red fingernails digging into Kim’s ripe ass, lightly pulling it aside, while looking down as if to inspect what was going on. I felt Kim clamp down around my girth and with a series of subdued whimpers. She fucking came while getting groped by some hot redhead! Or maybe it was the whole situation! It was fucking hot either way.

“You close too?” the lady asked, but not really out of impatience.

“Yeah,” I said.

“Good,” she replied.

The flight attendant then moved her hand from Kim’s ass to my pelvis, slowing my thrusts down.

“What is–” Kim asked, looking over her shoulder.

The lady took hold of the root of my cock and pulled up until I slid out of Kim.

“Fuck,” me and Kim groaned in unison. Me in how good it felt having a foreign hand on me, Kim from loving the sight of an older, mature lady taking her liberties with her husband.

The flight attendant didn’t mess around however. She started immediately jerking me. I was already pretty pent up from fucking Kim, and in public more or less, and with the attendant now jerking me it didn’t take long until I erupted all over Kim’s hot ass. As I came down, some even trickled down on the attendant's hand. She just smirked at that, seeing how good I came for her. Then she surprised me even further. She bent down at the waist and kissed my tip, giving it a light flick of her tongue. When she came up she just licked her lips a bit and smiled at me.

The attendant moved her hand up and sucked her fingers free of cum. I felt like my eyes were bulging. But we didn’t have time for any more, sadly.

“We land in four minutes. Back to your seats,” she smirked, with a small glance down at my package.

“That was wild. Holy shit. You fine with that? The lady, you know, jerking me?” I asked.

“Of course,” Kim answered, smiling at me. “I wanted to go again seeing that. Or for you to bend her over. Though, she struck me as a woman who’d have you bent over.”

“Heh what? Like pegging?” I joked. When Kim didn’t answer, I gulped. Not sure how I felt about that. “Fuck, I think I forgot my phone at home,” I said, rummaging my pockets.

“Doofus,” Kim chuckled.

Whatever people say, Kim and I had a great time in Nebraska. The rodeo was way more fun  than I’d imagined. I was even able to use my iron grip and never fell off the mechanical bull. They wouldn’t let me try a real bull, though. May as well, bigger men prevailed during our weekend. Roping and wrestling those huge things didn’t look easy. Then there was a nice barbecue and some other stuff. All in all, great weekend.

*

When we got back from Nebraska I was greeted by a nice little email from Italy. While it wasn’t a confirmation of a deal between Entrendy and them, it certainly was a hint in the right direction. First thing first, they wanted me to travel over like they had said, but now they had come up with a date. At the end of June I had to come over, then during the work week I would do what you would call ‘work’. Go over product, business plan, distribution ambition and all the things I wanted from our deal and what not. We had already done this, but there’s something about doing it in person.

This meant something else too. Kim and I were closer to two things that had been in the works for a while. The start of our family, but also get rid of the tenant, Toby. I have to admit the latter I was a bit happy about. I had tried being a big brother to him and to be his friend. I even taught him how to tie a tie for the end of the semester. What did I get in return? Him trying to push his way with my wife. I knew I could stop it, but Kim has been so enthusiastic lately. I was just glad it was just handjobs with the occasional facial and him cumming in her mouth, and nothing more. I wasn’t mad, or anything. Hell, I was excited to see my wife the way she acted nowadays. But it could easily escalate out of control.

“So you lovebirds need to calm it down,” I joked to Kim as I broke the news. We were playing 21 in the front where we had a hoop next to one of the garages. We didn’t really play by any rules, just threw some hoops up till 21.

“What do you mean?” she asked somewhat nervously. What did Kim have to be nervous about? Maybe the realization of our dreams coming true was setting in on her. Or was it that she was close to losing her favorite toy?

“I mean, if we’re gonna bang some kids into this world?” I said, dribbling the ball a bit. It was in desperate need of some more air.

“I’m not fucking him, and I won’t,” Kim answered. She was getting quite sweaty in her lycra shorts and white t-shirt. And, heh heh, her red bra underneath was poking through.

“Unless you want,” Kim said, squinting at me with the sun in her eyes, a small smirk on her lips. “Unless you okay with it.”

My heart stopped for a moment, but I quickly regained my composure. I threw the ball back to her, giving me a small break to think as she dribbled and took her shot.

“Erh. I don’t know. Probably not,” I said, looking at her as she shot again.

“How about you?” I asked. Now it was Kim who tossed the ball to me.

“I don’t know. I can't lie and say I’m not curious of course, but it would probably be too far. Also, I’m worried if Toby might get the wrong signals. I mean, I think he actually has a crush. I don’t. I love you. It’s fun to play around, but I don’t want to hurt his feelings or anything,” Kim explained. “I mean we’re all young, dumb and full of cum, right?”

I laughed at that, throwing the ball in a nice loop and saw it land perfectly in the basket.

“Just kidding. I’d have him pull out,” Kim joked.

*

Usually when Kim went off to jerk off Toby, I lingered back in the bedroom awaiting her ravaging return when she came back at her insistence. Tonight however, I was extra restless. I wasn’t entirely sure why, but I had this gnawing feeling that just kept me awake. Maybe I’m being petty, but something about Toby’s recent behavior had me sort of disliking him ever so slightly. Not much, but like come on dude.

I had sort of helped Kim facilitate it, but I couldn’t help but resent Toby for his continuous effort to try to demean me. I knew why of course. He wanted her, that much was obvious. I knew Toby abided by Kim’s law, and I trusted Kim. So my confidence told me there was nothing to worry about. But after coming back from Nebraska, the first night back, Kim was already down there. Instead of up here. Couldn’t Kim wait a day? I guess I didn’t blame her. I knew she’d stop if I told her too. So it was wrong of me to put my annoyance with her. But I was worried Kim would be disappointed if I forced a stop to this. And besides, she’d be back here after. If she stayed down there, that would’ve been something else.

I looked over at the door. It was a good ten minutes since she went down there. It usually took about twenty to thirty minutes for Kim to get back, so there was still plenty of time. Before I could reconsider, I had already slid out of bed and was now on my way downstairs.

Once down in the hall, I perked my ears. I heard some rhythmic wet sounds coming from the TV-room of all places. First of all, had they started doing it all over the place? Second, what the fuck was those wet sounds? Was Toby that wet from precum? Maybe they used lube. A lot of lube.

I turned and made a small jog to the door into the TV-room. I heard quiet, wet slurping as I approached. When I peeked inside I saw the back of Toby’s head and the top of his shoulders in the middle of the chaise lounge. Past his head, I barely saw the top of Kim’s black hair. Only it wasn’t stationary. It was moving up and down with deep movements. In Toby’s lap.

I crept slowly to my left, keeping in the shadows in the back of the dimly lit room, steadily getting more and more a view of what was going on. Toby was sitting in the middle of the chaise lounge, his sweatpants and underwear down and out of view. Knees spread with my loving wife with her pretty little lips stretched half way down Toby’s massive shaft. Her one hand wrapped around the root of his cock, the other disappearing down and out of view, and I knew then she was probably playing with herself.

I first reacted how you’d think. I was startled. Shocked. Surprised. Angry, I guess. My wife, who I always put on a pedestal, my highschool sweetheart, who I grew up with, was sitting on the floor of our TV-room, pleasing Toby with her mouth. A kid who was a few years younger, didn’t take care of himself and who rented a room in our annex. I wasn’t really the jealous type… and I don’t know I was now either. I was aroused. I couldn’t help but be rock hard. Seeing my loving wife, my best friend and business partner, pleasing another man, flicking her tongue to taste his precum and then swallowing his big head down her throat, wrapping her lips around him. All while pleasing herself. The way she furrowed her eyes and clenched as she came while sucking on this fucking kids cock.

Part of me wanted to rip Toby’s head off. Maybe I should have. Kim would never let herself be subjected like this, not to begin with, and certainly not without me knowing. We had agreed on handjobs, and now that was out the window. I knew she would never have made the first move to escalate things, so I knew who the culprit in this boundary pushing debauchery was. But I wondered why she hadn’t said anything though? It was part of the ‘fun and games’. Maybe she was worried I’d be pissed? I guess that made sense. Especially if she deep down didn’t want it to end right away.

But I guess I had arrived at the end of the action. After a few more seconds of Kim eagerly pleasing Toby, he moved his hands to the top of my wife’s head and shoved her over halfway down his fat cock and groaned, not even holding back on the volume. That’s when I had enough and retreated. I decided I’d play it safe. I wanted to know Kim’s side of things, or at least give her a chance to confess.

“Just got back from helping Toby out?” I asked, playing it cool, as Kim returned to our bedroom about fifteen minutes later.

“Oh yeah. He came in my mouth so much,” Kim said. “But I swallowed.”

“Tell me,” I prompted. I never did. Kim always told me.

“Wh– you want to know?” Kim asked.

“I mean. You’ve got something to tell, don’t you?” I asked. I was desperately wanting to not sound like I was angry. I truly wasn’t.

Kim didn’t answer right away. She seemed like she was thinking. Then she met my eyes, as if coming to a conclusion, with a small smirk on her face.

“I sucked his fucking cock, if that’s what you’re wondering,” Kim said.

I choked. I had not expected her to be this forward.

“What? I then cleaned his cock, his big fat balls and then rode his face. In the TV-room,” Kim said, as if she was challenging me. “We’ve done it all over the place, while you were up here waiting. Kitchen, on the counter, by the pool. Sometimes I blow him during the day too. Is that too much? Fuck I can’t pretend anymore, have I fucked up?”

Kim broke down as she spoke. First keeping strong, but wavering as she continued. She wasn’t crying, that was just not something Kim did, but she wanted my forgiveness. And most importantly, my permission, my acceptance.While it was a betrayal, I couldn’t really stay mad at her either. She had been a wildcat lately, and honestly, blowjob, handjob… What's the difference? And I knew how Kim was, so I knew there was nothing more than the intriguing appendage behind any of this. But I wanted to know, regardless.

“How did it start? We agreed on handjobs, now this? I mean, have you guys been fucking as well?”

“No! It’s like… I help him… and he helps me. We haven’t fucked. I wouldn’t do that. I’m not even sure I want to. Like it is tempting, but only because he has… you know… a big one.. But he’s still way different from us. Me. He’s such a boy compared to you.”

“Big what?” I teased. I wasn’t angry, truly. I wanted Kim to know that.

The way she talked, I still heard the brash, unfiltered, yet loving sexy wife that I had fallen in love with so long ago. In my mind, I knew Toby was up to something. He would be the one to push. But we both knew that, I guess. Which is why control is so important. If they had been sneaking this under my nose, in addition to the cumplay, I knew he was out here playing games. I saw right through it. But the thought of that little twerp trying something like that made it almost more thrilling. Me, tall, handsome and capable of fucking up Toby up any which way, getting my wife corrupted by such a fucking imbecile? Maybe it was just because who Toby was that made the apple even more poisonous. Some part of me even wanted to see how far it could play out.

“Cock,” Kim said, emphasizing her pronunciation. I loved when she did that. Hard K’s.

“But no. I won’t fuck him. I don’t think I’m even interested. I guess I’m curious, but that’s it. I won’t deny that his cock turns me on, but that has more to do with him having a donkey dick more than anything. I mean, it’s literally dangling in my face most of the time I see that thing,” Kim explained.

“That is good, I guess… but how did it happen?” I asked again. “You can tell me.”

“I was jerking him off one day. Then I, erh, I think I was trying to tell him something and he sort of just pushed his cock inside of my mouth. Before I knew it, I mean I was pretty riled up not gonna lie, but before I knew it he was shoving that thing inside my mouth (“I knew it”). Back when we had the sleepover,” Kim explained.

“Woah, that… that was a while ago. Like several weeks? And you’ve been doing it since? So how did it continue then?” I asked, slightly perplexed. It was kinda numbing learning how my wife had been sucking cock behind my back for weeks on end.

“Do you want me to stop? I’ll stop right now, if you want me to,” Kim asked.

“I’m not sure. Maybe if we keep it as is, truly. Like no more boundary or rule pushing, unless we’ve spoken about it and agreed on it. I wanna know the good stuff, you know, and I think it’s alright to play around but ya know. Let me know if you get the urge and we’ll talk about it. I want you to be comfortable. And finally, we concede that he’s out by the time we’re back from Italy,” I said.

“Agreed. Nothing other than what we’ve done, and then we’ll give him his notice when we get that deal in order,” Kim agreed, not even hesitating.

We sat next to each other in silence for a bit. The pillow talk had sorta come to an end.

“Josh?” Kim asked after a few minutes.

“Yeah?”

“You want to get that little motherfucker back?” Kim asked, now with a smirk. “You know this shit me and him have been cooking together trying to demean you? I know you’re sick like that, but I know a way we can show who the boss is.”

“What’s the plan?” I asked, intrigued to know where this was going.

*

The engine of my Lambo roared as I slid up into our garage. We had ordered my tickets to Italy and then gone out to celebrate. Kim and I had been out on an expensive barbecue. It was a fancy new place Kim had invested some points in, that specialized in Brazilian barbecue. Apparently they had some venues in Europe–

That’s not important.

I grabbed a beer in the fridge as I heard Kim come out of the bathroom. She was buying time. I knew she was a bit nervous. We had done similar things, but now it was more of a performance than other times. Normally, we’d just bang away and Kim would be as vocal as she’d be. But today we wanted to make a show out of it. Show who was the boss in this house.

What happened next stunned even me. Kim hadn’t told me about this part of her plan. Turning the corner from the hallway was not my nerdy, hot little wife. It was the exotic latina goddess I knew hid underneath all that brashness. The queen to my kingdom. She had dropped the red dress back in the bathroom. Before me she ticked in on her high heels wearing a piece of black on slate black lingerie. My eyes feasted on the sight of her. How the straps hugged her thighs, almost framing them for a perfect picture. How her stocking made even Kim’s legs look even sexier. How the bra showed skin without showing too much. Not even through the thinly woven cotton could I see even a smidge of areola. Hidden, just out of sight.

“The way you look at me…” Kim muttered. “I’ll have no problem screaming your name.”

I was on her before I knew it. Before Kim had even finished saying her sentence. I knew the silk was supposed to keep her clothed, but the animal brain in my head wanted me to just rip it off. I picked her up with one arm around her waist and plopped her on the kitchen island. With my other arm I wrapped her long legs around me as I yanked open my belt, letting my suit pants drop to the floor. Sliding her silk panties aside I entered my hot wife without difficulty. We both groaned out in unison, forgetting the rest of the world for a few moments as we loved each other right there in the moonlight.

“Josh! Oh, Josh!” Kim moaned out. Not out of theatrics, but in full earnesty.

I almost regretted agreeing to Kim’s plan by now. This moment should’ve been ours. I couldn’t wait to give Toby his two weeks notice so Kim and I could fuck all over the house without that creep lumbering around. Though, that was the intention of tonight. To have him lumber around and see who did what and who didn’t. Who owned this fucking house, who was the couple, and who weren’t. Who got the princess and the castle.

“Ngh, ugh,” Kim whimpered. She was so cute when she did that. She wanted to express herself, but was too overwhelmed with everything going on that she couldn’t.

Kim shot her lips onto mine. We started vigorously making as I guided her through her first orgasm. At least we got to share that one together before the creep joined.

“If we can do it like this everytime, we’ll have no problem making babies,” Kim chuckled, coming down from her frantic panting. Her face was shining slightly with sweat and her eyes laced with arousal. Fuck, me too, honestly. I had at some point thrown my jacket aside and ripped my shirt open, my abs contracting with my heavy breathing.

Kim draped her hands around my neck, leaning up from the counter. I saw the determination in her look.

“Ready, big boy?” Kim muttered. I nodded. “Time to put on a show.”

But I wanted to up the ante. I didn’t want her to play it up. I wanted us to get there without problem. To have her whimper, groan and scream as I fucked her like only I could. Still sheathed inside her, I wrapped my arm around her once again and stood up, lifting her with me. Without a grunt or anything. I could lift Kim up with one arm easily, and with adrenaline coursing through my veins I was plenty strong enough. Then I walked us over to the space between the lounge area and the kitchen. More moonlight, but mostly more space.

Standing like that, Kim wrapped around me, my giant arms in return wrapped around her, I started to lift and slam her down on myself, jerking her up and down like a wicked ragdoll. Meeting her with my own thrusts, shooting our juices down my legs and onto the floor. Kim was now whimpering and screaming with each motion. She loved getting taken with brute force like this, so I gave her each brute fiber I had. Pumping her up and down until she screamed out how much she loved getting manhandling. A normal man would have felt their thighs burning by now, but my tree trunks had no problem giving Kim the power from each squat I had done for the last decade of heavy lifting.

“Jesus, Josh,” Kim whimpered into my mouth. “What’s gotten into you?”

“You, Kim,” I muttered.

Wanting to change the scenery a bit, I walked us over to the lounge area. I threw Kim onto the three seater closest to the window and mounted her once again. From the corner of my eyes I could see movement. Toby had entered the scene. No doubt the whimpers and screams of this sexy wife of mine had made him crawl out of his lair. “Any warm blooded man or woman would’ve,” I thought to myself.

“Fuck yeah, Josh,” Kim said, all of a sudden more vocal.

“Give it to me, daddy,” she whimpered under me. “Show this hot momma who’s the king in the castle! Ugh! Fuck this hot bitch like you mean it! Bake those insides!”

So the problem here was that Kim’s dirty talk was way too dirty for me. I couldn’t keep up. When we both wanted to keep going, the accumulation of it all became too much. Kim seemed to feel my predicament and pushed at me with her palms so I would pull away before cumming too fast.

I dislodged from Kim and stumbled back, crashing into the two seater Kim and Toby so many times had shared during our parties. I sprawled out trying to regain my composure. It all became too overwhelming.

“Poor form,” I heard Toby say. It somewhat stung coming from him. In the corner of my eye I saw him move in between the sofas, towards Kim who was still on her back.

The dude hadn’t even dressed properly. I knew he had no reason to, but my wife was in pure hot lingerie, just stripped out of her sexy red dress. I had one of my suits on. Toby came in a dirty t-shirt and unwashed sweatpants…

Toby quickly shoved his sweatpants down and climbed in between Kim’s legs, pointing his cock where I just had been. Kim looked up at Toby in disbelief, but let out a loud groan as his tip connected with her clit. Toby rubbed up and down a few moments, before docking his canoe towards her port. But he didn’t do anything. He just kept circling his cock around her very aroused pussy. Driving her nuts. He wanted her to beg. I saw her pleading eyes. And just when I thought I was going to watch my wife get fucked…

“Fuck off, Toby,” Kim whimpered, pushing at his big belly. Surprising both me and Toby.

I don’t know if the presence of me was a factor, but he backed off. Toby slid back and sat down beside Kim, who was getting into an upright position.

“No hanky pank,” Kim said, meeting my eyes as if to tell me ‘see, I can hold off’.

Toby didn’t reply. Not so confident now that I was in the room, eh? No pushing of boundaries now, eh? Just playing along?

“Get down here,” Toby muttered in a commanding way, slightly out of breath from no doubt having inspected the show before making his entrance.

While I didn’t like his tone, and I saw Kim squinted a bit, I guess it wasn’t further than anything so far. It was status quo, more or less. And so Kim abided. She climbed out of the sofa and down between his giant thighs, letting herself become a subject to Toby’s pleasure. So now I would be treated to Kim sucking off Toby for the second time ever. Right in front of me. Right where both of them knew.

It felt like slow motion. Kim looked appreciatively up at Toby before lowering herself to his testicles. Caressing them with her tongue. Sucking on them deeply so that it looked like she was munching on them. Kim then licked around and coated them with her saliva. Worshiping both heavy balls before kissing her way along Toby’s fat shaft, tickling the skin with her wet tongue. Kim glided her lips all over the side of his shaft.

When she finally reached the tip of Toby’s cock, Kim slowly folded her lips around it and began to play along the edge with her tongue. Not even having an inch inside of her lips, she started to play around with her tongue. Not firmly or fast, but playfully tickling the sensitive parts of his flare and his underside. I could tell from Toby’s reaction how good it felt. I had gotten blowjobs from Kim, but nothing like this. I was beginning to think she was putting in the extra effort due to me sitting here.

“That’s the stuff,” Toby groaned, closing his eyes.

Kim then released the fat tip from her mouth to play with the sides more. Toby’s cock pulsed and twitched in sheer want of the continuation. Kim moved her lips to the side of his shaft and started sucking on the side up and down along his shaft. Almost jerking his foreskin.

After teasing the sides of the shaft for a bit, Kim moved back up to the tip and without hesitation this time, she engulfed Toby’s fat head, gently starting to glide the head in and out of her mouth. Kim tenderly sucked on his tip, massaging the shaft with increasing intensity. She was more or less suckling the head of Toby’s cock, while caressing his length with her fingers.

Increasing the suction, Kim used her mouth to glide her mouth up and down his shaft with increasing pace. The change in pace was driving Toby wild, as he moved a hand to the back of her head. But instead of forcing his way down her throat, he let her continue at her own pace while resting his palm on the top of Kim’s head. But from his trembles I knew Toby didn’t have much left. That was until Kim moved a hand down and pressed his taint, forcing Toby to delay his orgasm. Toby groaned impatiently but did nothing to force Kim. He just let her worship his cock, explore it at free will, relishing in the pleasure in the meanwhile.

“Just like that, fuck yeah!” Toby groaned, a small shutter running through him. “You don’t wanna stop just yet, is it?”

Using two hands to jack his shaft, Kim stroked him into her mouth while dipping deeper onto his shaft. Deeper and deeper. Soon she had half his cock in her mouth, his head no doubt kissing her throat. The deeper she got, the less her hand played a role as her wet throat and mouth took over pleasing Toby’s cock. I could see the top of her neck bulge and stretch slightly as Kim worked him over.

Slowly I had realized that Kim wasn’t sucking his cock. She was worshiping it. Working hard to please Toby, without really getting anything but more pent up arousal in return. What was supposed to be a showcase of who was the boss, what was supposed to be a power trip of, had turned into my wife worshiping Toby in front of me…

*

… and their little display had now turned into Josh’s own wife worshiping me. It was such a power trip. I saw it in her eyes. Giving me that nice and breedable puppy look. I just wanted to take her right here and now. But Kimberly had said a distinct ‘no’. While I might have pushed anyway, taking what I wanted and letting Kimberly know this was how she should please me, Josh was here. And Josh was still the man of the house. And as he was shirtless his superiority was ever more obvious.

While he had in the beginning acted like an older brother to me, now we had sort of become rivals. Even he understood this now, surely. And yet, here he was watching me use his wife. My goal for the night was to take Kim in front of him, but this would work for now.

I knew he was leaving for Italy, leaving me fully alone with Kimberly for weeks. Did he really trust Kimberly that much? Did she? Charming. Too bad I would do everything in my power to compromise that. Some of the stones had already been set, and some others were in the making. Everything was falling in place for little ole me to slide in where I belonged.

One of those stones was the bricks of demeaning Josh as the powerful spouse. And I’m not talking sheerly in a physical sense. No, more in how Kimberly respected him. Maybe this golden opportunity the big oaf had orchestrated could be made in my favor even more. He tried to play his power move by fucking Kimberly in the living room? I could play a similar trick too.

“Enough of that,” I whispered down to Kimberly, pushing at her forehead to get off my cock. She looked up at me confused at first, but let me guide her up on the sofa.

“How you want me?” Kimberly asked, her voice laced with lust.

I guided her so she sat facing me, her back braced against the back of the sofa.

“Let me just climb up here,” I said, getting up on the sofa and standing over her, my cock dangling close to her face once more. “Tongue out,” I instructed her. Without Kim raising a hand nor a complaint, I handsfree guided the tip to her sweet lips and pushed it into her mouth. I started to push and pull my cock through her tightly vacuumed lips. She had become so accustomed to how to receive my length now.

“Good,” I whispered, stroking a strand of hair out of her face. “Now I can really ride that mouth.”

I heard Josh make some sort of groan, but didn’t bother to check. He was in his place, sitting back and watching me take his little Kimberly away from under his nose. She may feign reluctance, but I knew I was close to the finish line.

“Hmng, hmn hhmng!” Kim croaked as I roughly pressed into her throat, starting to piston into her as if I was banging her pussy, steadily shoving ghlk’ing sounds out of her throat. She was so well trained by now I knew I could be rough.

But Kimberly’s tentative dick sucking earlier had done me in so much already. And her humming around my fat cock didn’t help exactly. I pushed in, mushing my sack against her chin and shouted obscenities as I emptied me right down her gullet. Only pulling back an inch so I could shove back into her, squeezing my white goo down her throat and saliva out.

“You like a good dick down your throat, huh?” I asked her, looking down at her mascara ridden face. I then turned my voice into a whisper, “Why don’t you give your husband a nice kiss?”

At first I thought she was going to defy me. But no. Kimberly smiled wickedly up at me, and as I dismounted from her, she climbed over to Josh. I didn’t expect him to play along so meekly, but Kimberly leaned over him and she pushed her tongue inside his mouth with ease. I knew I dropped most of my sperm down her throat, but I bet he could still taste me. Fucking sickening to think a man would let himself sink so low.

Oh well. At least it wasn’t me.

*

I couldn’t believe how filthy it was. How nasty. Doing it right here in front of Toby. Making out with Kim just after he’d bricked in her mouth. One thing was alone, but now he saw it. I don’t know why, but that just made it worse. And better. Both. Kim was so eager though, it couldn’t be stopped.

Kim then pulled back from the kiss. At first I thought it was because she needed to catch her breath on something, but her lips never returned. Then I saw her close her eyes as she furrowed her brow and let out a jagged moan, right in my face, letting me smell her breath in the process.

Moving my head a bit I could see Toby’s face mushed in between Kim’s ass cheeks. Loud, obscene slurping following Kim’s moans filled the lounge area. I should be more angry, but hearing both from Kim’s moans and the loud slurps coming from back there made me just turn on once more.

To make matters worse, Toby was slowly dragging Kim back away from me, breaking her build-up to an already delayed orgasm. He was pulling her back their three-seater, slipping his fat tongue out of her so she could lay down prone on the sofa. But before she could get properly in position, Toby moved her left ankle to his left shoulder, her right to his other shoulder, diving into her pussy like that. I didn’t even think of doing it this way, but the lust in Toby’s eyes told me that he was just going with the flow now.

“That’s the stufffff…” Toby moaned as his face disappeared out of sight and into the depths of Kim’s sex.

“Ouh, hmn, ugh, that… shit! That’s one way to do it-UGH!” Kim moaned in ecstasy.

Her legs elevated on Toby’s shoulder like this allowed his broad tongue to slither into her vulva, covering all parts at the same time, and even get deeper if he wanted. I couldn’t see it, but I could imagine it. From the way they moaned and from how muffled the slurps were. Kim’s moans in particular were getting more and more erratic, on the verge of being shrieks. And then she exploded into a frenzy as Toby made her cum so fantastically with his tongue. I could see her face contorted in pleasure. She white-knuckled a pillow, trying relentlessly to push back against Toby, even as hard as that was in this position.

Finally, Toby slid Kim’s now trembling legs down to the sofa, so she could truly lie in a prone position, with her legs slightly apart from where Toby sat. Kim was so out of it she didn’t fully realize what was going on. But I did, I was fully aware. But I froze. I fucking froze.

Toby pressed his massive erect cock down between Kim’s cheeks. Not out of sight, though. He mushed into the cleft of her ass and started to hot dog her ass instead. I guess Toby wasn’t all that in control. I knew Kim was too out of it right now to stop him if he wanted to go the extra mile. Instead, he started sawing the sensitive part of his cock back and forth between her cheeks.

I kinda understood what Kim meant at that moment. Looking at that big hog slide back and forth in her crack was truly mesmerizing. Like a horror movie just before a jumpscare. We both knew it hovered in the air, but didn’t know quite what or how it was going to play out next. I looked at Kim. She was back to consciousness again, but she was in that same frozen state as me, wondering what was next, mixed with clouded arousal.

Each time Toby drew back I saw his cock slide further down as his movements grew. Eventually, his tip started to slip down and out of site with each pull. By his movement, I knew he was just teasing around, not really inserting it, and I knew Kim would stop him if he did. Everytime he pushed up with his hips, the raging head would poke up in between Kim’s tanned cheeks. But from her reaction I could tell the teasing his tip sliding across her slit and down to her clit had an effect on her. Toby was so close, and nothing was between him and Kim’s unsheathed sex.

I saw it on Kim’s face, like a shockwave shot through her each time he drew back and his cock disappeared out of site. She muttered a curse as Toby slid back again and graced her clit. Toby did it again, using his hips to push up at an angle to make sure his hog slides the right way up between her cheeks.

Then one time when he was going to push up, Toby dared to push forward instead.

It was hard to tell from my angle, as I didn’t really see where they connected, but it sure looked with the angle and how he somewhat let go of his cock for a second, that Toby had slipped it in. Not much. Just the tip. Perhaps he didn’t think I’d notice. But Kim’s contorted face gave him away.

“Fff-fuck…” Kim moaned out, finally able to express words. “Okay… enough of that. No more!”

I was truly amazed with how resilient Kim was at that moment. If I was in the same position, I don’t think I’d be able to. It was the most amazing thriller movie I’d ever seen, seeing that ominous tip slowly close the distance until it reached full penetration. But Kim’s dedication to being a loving wife was stronger than her lust.

Toby slipped back up instead, resuming his hotdogging of my wifes flawless ass. “But your husband wants me to,” Toby tried. Kim met my eyes. She knew how I felt about it. One thing is teasing, one thing is handjobs and sure maybe even blowjobs. But fucking?

But I could see the arousal in her eyes. She was on the brink of letting Toby have her. Probably she sensed it too, that the point of return was rapidly approaching. So Kim promptly rose up in a seated position and turned towards Toby. Toby took the opportunity to press at her shoulder so that she laid back down again, and climbed in between her legs, pointing his cock right at her opening and started to press. All before she had time to respond, and when she was about to utter her restraint, her head jolted back as Toby’s fat head started to press at her tight opening.

*

One moment I was in the process of entering Kimberly, the next I was airborne. With a grunt I landed on my back on the floor behind the two-seater. Josh had grabbed me and tossed me off of his wife, not even bothering seeing where I had landed. The small taste of his strength put a small portion of unease in me. I was pretty heavy, and Josh had just thrown me across the room without any difficulty.

Josh held a hand to help Kimberly out of the couch. He then finally turned to me as I rubbed my elbow.

“Lady said ‘no’, buddy,” Josh said, winking at me. I felt so humiliated. I thought I had it in the bag.

I was starting to realize that Josh would never let me truly sleep with Kimberly. Not soon enough, if they were going to evict me. Fucking oaf. He was probably scared I would please her more than him. That we were more compatible. Truthfully, we were. It was my right to fuck Kimberly, and this big power tool had to spoil it.

Good thing he was leaving soon. I had planned for it meticulously. I knew once we were alone Kimberly would cave. As they were about to walk past me, Kimberly spoke up however. Almost as confirmation that two out three in this room wanted it.

“We can’t leave him like this? Would you mind me helping him finish?” Kimberly asked Josh.

“Even now?” Josh asked, but he didn’t sound angry. Not at all, actually.

My back was still killing me from the impact so I didn’t catch what they said per se, but I guess Josh had said it was alright. I wanted to push my luck even more, horned up as I was, but I think I had been daring enough for one night. I settled for a continuation of her blowjob right there on the floor. A pity-mouth fuck, you could say.

*

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