Hubby (Mike) and I are both still fully dressed; you look so vulnerable, but very excited at the same time. "Come closer, Jack," says Mike; I move very close to you, hubby moves closer, from behind. We listen to one another breathe, but we don't touch. Mike puts his hands on your shoulders, gently kneading, then slides them down your back and back up, lightly scratching. "Yessss", you whisper, at his touch. He unhooks your bra, letting it fall to the floor. Your nipples are very dark, about the size of half dollars; I move close and blow on each one, raising goose pimples and causing them to harden (been chewing on ice from my bourbon and coke); I sooo want to suck on them, Ruby, but I keep my mouth to myself, for now, as Mike is running this show. He moves your hands behind your back; your long, supple fingers reach for his balls. He presses forward against your ass as you pull on his nuts, nuzzling your neck. He unzips, one of your hands to moves into his boxers. I maintain my composure, but I am really itching to get my hands on you.
"Take off your shirt, Jack," Mike says, as he moves his hardening cock against you. I pull my tee shirt over my head, leaving me in my jeans. I am hairy and fair, broad shoulders, in good shape from regular gym work. "Touch him, baby," Mike says, breathing harder as you continue working on his balls. I feel my nuts shifting, my cock hardening and starting to strain against the tight jeans; I am not wearing underwear. That beautiful smile erupts as you move your hands to my shoulders, kneading, then running them gently over my face, pausing to run a finger across my lips; I resist the temptation to suck your finger into my mouth. Your hands move down my neck, both sides, then slowly over and down my chest to my belly, where you stop, moving back up and then down, caressing me. "Mmmmmm that feels nice, Ruby," I whisper, breathing harder. You move back up again, this time raking your nails lightly down my chest, pausing at my nipples and hardening them."Taste him, Ruby," Mike whispers in your ear, as he nibbles and sucks on your earlobe. He's moving ardently against your tight ass now, slender hips, with beautiful, perfectly shaped buns. You move your mouth over my left nipple and take it between your teeth, biting, causing me to wince, then sucking, as your fingernail traces circles around the other one. "Mmmmm, shittttttt, Ruby, that feels soo good," I whisper. You continue working on my nipples, before moving up my neck, kissing and nibbling, to my mouth. You move your tongue between my slightly parted lips, tracing underneath the upper one before lightly sucking on my lower lip, teasing me mercilessly.
But your hubby's attention is starting to overwhelm you; I can tell you need his cock. Mike backs away and strips, stepping out of his shorts, his thick, large cock ragingly hard. Sensing what's next, you immediately turn around and grasp for him. He moves forward and grabs your ass, moving his hands inside your panties, hoisting you up; you wrap your legs around him as his tongue moves into your mouth. He backs you to the wall, bracing you there as he moves your panties to the side and moves his cock to your wet pussy. He pauses to lube you, then moves inside, slowly but relentlessly, as you let out a guttural moan: "Jesussssss, Mike, it's too muc......uhhhhhhhhh, fuckkkkkkk!!!!". He bottoms out and holds himself there, fighting for control, giving you a chance to accomodate him and relax. I hear him whispering to you but can't make out what he's saying; you nod and he starts moving again, slowly, carefully giving you his cock. I rub myself through my jeans, watching y'all fuck with increasing intensity. He is working deeply and steadily now; you gasp in pleasure with each thrust. "Shittttt, baby, don't stop," you exclaim, wrapping your legs even more tightly around hubby's waist as he feverishly takes you. I move closer to watch; Mike removes the blindfold and your eyes focus on me as your orgasm washes over you: "Fucking goddddddddddd..."; your eyes roll back as you climax, your legs unwrapping as Mike pushes you up against the wall, his arms underneath your thighs, thrusting forcefully, over and over...
Your chest is heaving as Mike lets you stand; you turn around and face the wall. "Get naked, Jack, come over here." I oblige. Mike directs me between you and the wall; I move up and between your arms, facing you. Mike moves against you, grinding the length of his cock against your wet pussy; you groan in response. He playfully musses your hair as you continue to focus on me, smiling. I bring my mouth to yours as Mike enters you again; you moan and suck on my tongue. He has you positioned upright, allowing us to interact but restricting how deeply he can take you. He is close against you, showering your neck and shoulders with kisses as we french passionately, alternating tender lip nibbling with ardent tongue play. Mike fucks you steadily and thoroughly, his excitement growing again; your eyes are glazed over with lust as we play. "I am gonna cum again, Jack," you whisper intensely; "Watch my face baby..." Your eyes brim with tears and you begin to shiver as you climax; I move my mouth to your goose-pimpled nipples, sucking. I move my mouth back to yours, deeply frenching you as your pussy spasms around your husband's cock. Mike groans, finally letting himself go, his seed coursing inside you, coating your walls, filling your hot, swollen pussy.
Mike moves back and away as I grab and hug you against me. "You ok, sweetie?" I whisper, concern in my eyes; you nod, saying nothing, leaning into me. "You have no clue how much I want you right now, Ruby," I say, as you rest your head on my shoulder. I wrap my arm around your waist and we take a seat on the couch. Mike brings you a glass of wine; you sit between us, leaning against hubby. "You guys will be the death of me," you say, your smile returning; "A girl can only stand so much pleasure." Mike lets out a big guffaw, and you give him a stern look, before bursting out laughing. "Jack, all I can say is that you are the one in danger here," says Mike. "This girl is about to wear you out." He breaks out a joint and lights up; we share, the wine and weed having their desired effects. You share your toke with me, combined with a hot kiss; your hand moves to my hardening cock.
Mike heads to the kitchen as you beckon me to stand in front of you. Your scrape your nails across the bottom of my balls as your fingers move underneath, one of them nestling between the cheeks of my ass. You drizzle saliva down the length of my cock as your finger teases my asshole, next using your tongue to spread your spit over me. You move the flat of your tongue to the foreskin underneath my cockhead, then kiss the tip of my cock as your finger moves back and presses into the area between my ass and balls. You take the head of my cock between your teeth, holding me, while your tongue swirls over my cockhead, teasing my peehole. You spit on my cock, lubing me more as your hand moves to my shaft. You watch me as you pull your fist the length of my cock and over the head, several times. "You like that, Daddy?" you coo, causing my cock to surge. "Mmmmm nobody's called me that since my ex, back in her dirty days," I think. "Yesss, baby, you are making me so hottt for you," I say. "Don't tell Mike I called you that, baby," you whisper, smiling; "He thinks he's my only Daddy." With that, you take me into your mouth, to the back of your throat, as your fingers wrap around the base of my nuts; you pull them down, forcefully, the pain adding to the pleasure. You start moving me in and out of your mouth, your hand following my shaft behind your retreating lips. You're nice and sloppy with it, finally moving me into your throat with ease, swallowing me to my pubes. "Give it all to me, Daddy," you say, as you come up for air, your hands moving to my ass. My glutes tense as you squeeze them, moving my cock back into your throat. You hold me there, then retreat, leaving my shaft glistening with your spit. "Fuck my mouth, Daddy," you say, just as Mike returns, carrying a straight-backed chair. My hands move into your hair as I fill your mouth and throat with cock; your hands move to your pussy. Mike watches approvingly, watching you work on your clit as I use your mouth. "You ready baby?" Mike asks, as you come up for air. "Yessss, Daddy", you say emphatically, winking at me.
"Sit in the chair, Jack," Mike tells me. I oblige, watching as you straddle and face me. I feel your hand grab my shaft as you work your wet pussy over me. Slowly, gingerly, you impale yourself, still sensitve from before; I groan, relishing the feel of your warm, wet pussy surrounding me. You seat yourself, staring at me intensely, being very still. Almost imperceptively, I begin to feel you starting to move, using the supple, strong muscles of your ass and thighs. You move your mouth to mine, entwining our tongues, as you pick up the pace. Your hips are gyrating, the motions still tiny but very powerful. You scrape your nails across my nipples and pinch them. My hands move to your tits but you push them away, as your hands move to the back of the chair. Bracing yourself, you pick up the pace and strength of your gyrations, as you really start to work on me. Your hips are soon churning in an intense, filthy rhythm, rapidly moving me to where I need to be, so badly, spilling my seed in your hot cunt. "Finish it Ruby", I hear Mike say; "Yes, Daddy", you reply. Your tongue is in my mouth one final time as you press against me, grinding. "Give me your fucking nut, Jack," you whisper in my ear, biting my earlobe. I feel it coming, starting to spill out of my cock just before the first intense wave of pleasure hits. "Oh fuckkkkkk, Ruby...................................................................." I empty my balls into you, one of the most intense orgasms of my life, as you continue to milk me, relentlessly. You gradually slow down, taking us back to where we started, except that now I am essentially a puddle of goo. "Take a rest, old buddy," I hear Mike say. I turn to watch as he takes you in his arms and carries you to your bedroom. You wave, smiling radiantly, mouthing "Daddy" over your spouse's shoulder, as you leave me to recover.