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Tags: Nsfw, Sexuality, Erotica, Storytelling, Threesome

The email from his wife, Denise, was simply entitled "Tonight" and told Aaron little more than that she'd booked a sitter and they would be going out to dinner. Intrigued by her impulsiveness (this was not a common trait,) Aaron shot back an excited response and eagerly awaited a reply. Despite the heavy afternoon, which lay in store for him at work, Aaron found he could not concentrate at all, his mind racing through all kinds of scenarios, which might explain his wife's mysterious behavior, but it was close to three o'clock before Denise called his cell and revealed her grand plan.



"Hey, can you talk?" she said, in that husky way she knew he loved.



"Sure I can talk," Aaron replied. "I've been waiting for hours. What are you up to, exactly?"



"Are you alone? Nothing's wrong, I just need to know that nobody else could be listening."



Now he was even more interested. He could hear that she was kind of energetic, giddy even, like a child on Christmas Eve. Not wanting to drag the suspense out any longer, Aaron quickly found an empty conference room and closed the glass door.



"OK," he told her, slightly out of breath. "I'm alone, no ears within a fifty-foot radius. What is going on with you?"



"So, look, I'll just jump into this..."



Her voice fell to a conspiratorial whisper.



"You know that night when we were on the couch and we watched that porno? You remember that, right?"



Remembering 'That' Night...



Of course he remembered. How could he not? They'd been at a boring work dinner with his company and were both a little buzzed. To pass the time, Aaron had begun whispering naughty things to Denise about what he was going to do to her when they got home. Later on, she'd returned from the bathroom and told him that her panties were now in her purse, that she was wet and very willing, and Aaron had felt as though, were he a cartoon character, then his jaw would now be falling heavily to the floor.



Neither of them was model-gorgeous, but who wanted those headaches, anyway? Denise had jet-black hair, light porcelain skin, and looked amazing in any kind of little black dress, which was exactly what she'd been wearing that night. She was elegant, without being too revealing and, at thirty-eight with a full-time job and two kids behind her, she was in great shape considering she'd not seen the inside of a gym in years.



They'd teased each other for the rest of the evening, as the side whispers grew bolder and more daring. Denise was not normally this risqué a person, but, of late, Aaron had noticed that she'd become more forward in her flirting, and certainly more audacious when it came to sex. When they'd eventually arrived home, the sitter was dismissed with an almost rude urgency, before Denise suggested that Aaron undress and put on a porn movie while she went to 'prepare' herself. Obeying instantly, Aaron quickly removed his shirt and pants, Denise sweeping them up and disappearing down the hallway as Aaron lay back naked on the couch and reached for the remote, his arousal already evident. When Denise re-emerged, she was wearing his shirt, his tie hanging loosely around her neck. She still had on her high, black heels, but nothing else. She'd unbuttoned the shirt so it fell open to her navel, and the sleeves were casually rolled up to the elbows, the cool cotton brushing against her skin as she swished and stalked slowly towards him. Her breasts struggled to contain themselves, her nipples pressing hard beneath the fabric, as she hovered over her husband and held a rueful finger up to her red-rouged lips.



"I couldn't find anything else to wear..." she cooed. "Is this good for you, or should I put on the pants, too?"



As she spoke, she tugged gently on the shirt, pulling it up just enough to reveal the perfect, sandy brown landing strip sitting teasingly between her legs.



"Leave those pants alone," Aaron growled, "And come here-"



Denise dropped to the couch next to him as his hands immediately slid under the shirt and cupped one of her breasts.



"What are we watching?" Denise whispered, turning to the TV, where two ridiculously fit women - one blonde, the other brunette - were knelt either side of a guy on a large, plush bed. "Well they're not wasting any time, are they?"



On the screen, the blonde was sucking the guy off, the brunette pushing her ass towards the camera, giving a view of her smoothly-shaved pussy.



"Was I gone that long, or did you just fast-forward to this part?" Denise smiled. "Not that I'm complaining."



Aaron mumbled something about 'fast forward,' but Denise had a hard time hearing him as his mouth was already on her tits, sliding his tongue from nipple to nipple. She tossed the tie over her shoulder and put her hand around Aaron's neck, pulling him further into her, while her other hand slid down his belly and headed straight for his cock.



"I think this has got you all riled up, babe," Denise murmured, "Was it all the dirty talk at dinner, or my juicy, hot, bare pussy under my little...black...dress? Huh?"



She leaned down to his ear, her hair brushing his face.



"Or maybe you just love me being naked under your shirt? I can tell you like it, I can feel you like it."



She gave his cock a gentle squeeze and she felt Aaron respond, his erection getting harder by the second. Looking back at the TV screen, Denise's cupped his balls and used her thumb to stroke them gently.



"And those girls going down on that guy..." she went on, as Aaron lifted his head momentarily, the threesome hotting up in front of them. "I know that's turning you on, baby."



His hips were starting to buck as Denise worked him, before she sat back up and slowed the attention on his crotch.



"I think you like all of it, right, sweetie?" she asked. "You want a piece of everything? I can do that for you. I can do whatever you want, and I know what you want."



"Yes," Aaron replied, his voice deep and heavy. "I want you to suck me. I want you to do what they're doing."



"Sure, baby."



She got down on the rug and turned so that her ass was between Aaron and the screen, making sure he got a clear view of everything. She moved her head over his cock and, as she continued to pump him with her hand, she began sucking on his tip, her tongue hot and hard, offering Aaron a brief glimpse of her bright red lips closing themselves over his cock before her gorgeous, silky hair fell over his legs, hiding what she was doing. But, with an amazing view of her ass, and the threesome on the screen getting hotter by the second, Aaron was content to lie back and surrender himself to this impossible seduction.



After a minute or so, Denise came up for air and looked up at him.



"Tell me what's happening over there," she said, "I want you to describe every detail, baby, as I take care of you."



Her hand never stopped stroking him as she smiled naughtily and went back to work with her mouth. Aaron rubbed his hand across her ass and probed between her cheeks with his thumb, desperate to reach her pussy, but Denise responded with a subtle wiggle of her hips, which, Aaron knew, was her way of telling him her pussy was off limits, for the moment at least. Right now, this was about him.



He looked back to the screen and drank in the scene before him.



"Uh, well the blonde is...sucking the guy," he began. "In fact, she has his whole cock in her mouth, she's gagging on it, it's so big, and the brunette is now facing us, she's sitting on his face, and her tits...her tits are bouncing up and down while she...while she rides his mouth...uh, uh, Jesus...uhhh..."



"What else?" Denise asked, her voice muffled as she continued to suck him off, hungrily. "Don't stop talking, tell me, tell what they're doing."



"The brunette is now fucking him," Aaron went on. "The two of them are kissing, holding each other up, it's so...fucking...HOT!"



He dug his hand into his wife's ass.



"God I want to eat you," Aaron panted, desperately. "I want to fucking eat you, right now, let me eat you, let me taste you, this is hot, oh God I wanna lick you, suck you, uhh...oh don't you dare stop, don't you dare stop, I'm so fucking close...!"



After eight years and a few thousand blow jobs together, Denise knew it was time for what Aaron lovingly called "The Bionic Mode," when she switched things up a gear and proved to him what he'd known very early on - that she could suck harder and faster than any other woman on earth. And, as the first jet of cum hit the warm vacuum of her mouth, she knew just the right amount of pressure to give with her hand and her mouth, to squeeze every last drop from him, prolonging his orgasm to the point where Aaron could only moan and pant his pleasure, all words, all other feeling, lost to him.



When he was spent, Denise rubbed his hips and cleaned his cock with her tongue, before sitting back up and turning her attention to the TV, where the threesome were now fucking each others' brains out.



"Fuck, baby, wow...!" Aaron managed to whisper at last. "That was...Jeez...best, wife, ever...!"



Denise curled up next to him and lay her head upon his chest. She felt his breathing, the quick rise and fall of his chest; it was hypnotic, calming, and safe. Watching the fucking going on, on the screen, she casually draped one leg over his and snuggled into him.



"That was fun, sweetie, you were so turned on. But this-" she nodded to the screen, "This is too orchestrated, too contrived, and those people are way too, well, perfect..."



She stroked his belly with her hand and slid her leg up and down his shins.



"I mean, my ass does not look like that...it didn't even look like that when I was twenty-two. And I'm sorry, but those tits...it's like gravity doesn't exist in these movies."



"It's just a porno," Aaron replied, hugging her closer. "It's fantasy, nothing more, nothing less."



"OK, so let's go with that," said Denise, moving her body so her pussy brushed against his bare thigh. "The fantasy. Is that your fantasy? Two girls?"



"Oh no," Aaron smiled. "I'm not falling for that one. You are my fantasy, babe. I have everything I need, right here."



"Good answer, obviously," Denise teased, "But seriously, if I came to you and said 'Honey, I found that blonde, that one right there, and she's coming over to have a three-way with us...' let's say it was your birthday present or something...would that be your fantasy? It's honesty-time. I really want to know."



She was pressing his thigh right between her legs, looking for just the right pressure point to get her pussy going, as Aaron studied her for a minute, but he didn't see any traps here.



"OK, yeah," he said eventually. "You and another woman would be...totally hot. But it would have to be...how do I say it...it would have to be about all three of us or, at least, the two of us, as I don't know who this mystery third person is. But it can't be like these movies, where it's all about the guy, it would need to be something we want, which is why...I don't know, which is why I've never pushed it, because I want us to do things, uh, together. You understand?"



Denise was sitting up, now, riding Aaron's thigh, one hand on the side of the couch, the other on his chest. The rhythm of her humping him was intoxicating.



"With the right person, that could be totally hot," Aaron continued. "The fantasy of it, it's...I don't know, I just don't wanna ever mess this up, mess us up, so that would have to be figured out but, right now? I am so fucking... turned on!"



He looked over to the TV. The scene had switched - all new performers - a raven-haired beauty lying back on the bed, her legs open, a cute, curvy blonde going down on her as a large, muscular football-player type fucked her from behind.



"So, look at the screen baby," Aaron said, as Denise continued to grind her pussy into his leg. "Pretend that big guy was me. Now, which girl would you be? The one getting fucked? Or the one getting her cunt licked out? Which would be more fun for you, baby? Do you want a big, fat cock inside you and a wet pussy on your face, or do you want a hot girl eating you out? No, devouring you completely as you watch me fuck her from behind? Huh? I think you like that one best, don't you? Talk to me, baby, tell me what you want, tell me what you want that hot girl to do to you."



"I want my pussy eaten..." Denise panted, her eyes glued to the screen as her hips rocked against Aaron's leg. "I want your cock, honey, oh I want it so bad, but I want my pussy eaten more."



Aaron knew she was speaking in the moment; there was no time to waste. He pushed himself down the couch and placed Denise's legs either side of him. He was getting hard again, just a few strokes was all it took to get him ready to enter her. She slid onto him easily, her wetness fixing them together as she pivoted her hips to consume him fully. Kneading her palms into his chest, she rocked back and forth against him, her pussy hard and hot against his groin.



"Think about it baby," Aaron panted. "You're right there, riding me like this, and there's a gorgeous, sexy, hot girl rubbing you, licking you, kissing you...hard, wet kisses on your mouth, on your tits...running her hands across your ass while you fuck me."



Denise was getting into this, her eyes half-closed in a dream-like state, every one of his words painting an impossibly horny picture in her head.



"Maybe she gives you a quick...swat," Aaron continued, reaching behind Denise and slapping her ass. "Maybe she makes your tight little ass all red as you get fucked. Sound like fun?"



"Oh yeah..." Denise moaned, totally lost in the moment. "Fun, yeah...mmmm."



"Tell me...tell me, as you're fucking me...don't think...just say it. What does she look like? What does the hot girl look like?"



"Hmmmm...Abby, it's Abby...Justin's mom, from the school."



"Keep going, baby."



Aaron arched his back slightly, eager to push his cock as far into her cunt as it would go. He could feel her climax begin to stir.



"She looks like Abby, but she's not Abby," Denise continued, rocking faster and harder now, her voice rising in volume. "Big tits, oh yeah...and she's blonde...I like blonde...and fun, I want fun! And she's tall, mmmm, oh, oh fuck, that would be so hot! Her eating my pussy, you kissing me as she rubs me, her fingers in my cunt, fucking me hard right up there, oh, oh god...oh BABY...!"



Aaron dug his fingers into her hips, pulling her on and off his cock, her head thrown back, beads of perspiration beginning to slide down the side of her neck.



"I got you, baby..."



"No, don't speed up, I- I- oh fuck, oh FUCK!!"



She tensed, as Aaron felt the world around them freeze, like the moment when a ball is thrown in the air and there's a split second when it's neither rising nor falling, it's as high as it can go before the descent begins. Denise was in that moment, dissolving, before her own fall engulfed her and she collapsed against his chest, cumming and cumming, her belly sliding against his own, her pussy gripped tight around his cock as she released every last ounce of herself onto him. Aaron steadied her above him as she came down, her tits heavy and hot as her lungs battled for breath. She stayed like that, sitting on his cock, loving how it felt inside her aching, hot pussy.



"Oh God...I sure needed that." she whispered, falling gently upon his chest.



So, yes, when Denise had asked "Do you remember 'that' night?" Aaron definitely had.



Back To Business...



"Aaron, honey, are you still there?"



"Yep, just thinking about that night."



He was hard again, the memory so sharp, so vivid, he wished Denise was there right now so he could fuck her.



"I know." Denise said, "Me too, right? So I've been, you know, thinking about it, for a while now, actually."



"Thinking about what? Which part? Denise, baby, if you're gonna start talking dirty to me, then I'm gonna need to go take this call in the bathroom or something, 'cause I'm in a glass room and everybody can-"



"No!" Denise cut in, "Although that would be fun..."



Aaron felt his cock pulse once more. He sat down and crossed his legs, self-conscious, as random people walked past the windows.



"This will only take a couple of minutes," Denise continued, her voice a whisper now. "But I've been thinking about that night and I, well, I liked the idea of it. The three of us, you know, another person."



Aaron re-crossed his legs. His erection was getting impossible to ignore, or hide.



"O-kay..." he replied, hugging the phone to his ear.



"So anyway, I, er, I placed an ad."



"An ad?"



"I thought it through, the whole thing, for a while now."



"Go on-"



"And I knew it couldn't be with someone we knew, like, how awkward, right? 'Hey, Debbie, see you at the bake sale,' the day after she's had her mouth on my pussy. And we aren't bar people, so that's not going to work... So, well, an ad seemed like the best option."



"Keep going..."



Aaron still didn't know what the hell to make of what he was hearing. Was this really his wife?



"So, anyway, the ad..." Denise went on, talking more quickly. "I was half serious, half-not, I had no idea what I was doing or if anyone would even reply, but I got a ton of replies, even though most of them were just, well, just not right for us."



"Hold on a minute-" Aaron cut in, still waiting for his brain to catch up. "When you say 'ad', do you mean, like, you posted a photo of us? Wait, please tell me you didn't use names...?"



"Way ahead of you, sweetie. No pictures, just a few lines to describe us, how it was our first time, how we need someone we both connect with, that kind of thing. We gotta have chemistry, right? So I went through the responses, asked a few questions, narrowed it down to a couple, spoke on the phone...it was like screening for a sitter, really."



"Wow, you're really serious about this..."



"Totally. At least, I am now I think I've found somebody..."



Aaron didn't know how he was going to stop himself from jerking off, right there and then. He let his hand rest gently over his pants, confident that the desk would hide him, then, double-checking that the coast was clear, he slid a couple of fingers inside his zip.



"You're telling me you've found a woman to- to-"



"Uh-huh."



"Fuck..."



He felt his chest contract, as though to breathe now would actually kill him.



"Honey?" Denise asked, her voice a little anxious. "You still there?"



"Are you sure?" Aaron managed, eventually. "I mean, don't get me wrong, I like the idea...love the idea...but, well, this isn't you. Is it?"



Watching porn, having great sex, sure, that was what they did, and they did it well but, this...? Aaron knew this was way outside his wife's usual comfort zone, because it was outside of them. Still, he was more than happy to see where this adventure of hers was going.



"Honestly, sweetie?" Denise went on. "This is something I've always known I wanted to try, I guess I just felt that I never needed to do it, because I love you and it's not like we don't satisfy each other, right?"



"Sure, baby."

"It just took me a while to realize that, well, that it's OK to want to do other stuff. It doesn't mean there's anything missing from what we have, it just means that there's different ways to have fun. As long as we talk about it, make sure we're on the same page, find the right person for both of us and it feels good, feels right. I don't know, I just-"



"Baby," Aaron interrupted. "You sold me."



"You sure?"



"If you are."



"I am...and so is Devin."



"Devin?"



Now the faceless fantasy girl had a name, the reality was really hitting home to Aaron. His cock was so hard now, he knew he'd either have to run to the bathroom to finish himself off, or pour a glass of cold water over his legs.



"She seems...nice," said Denise, oblivious to Aaron's pain. "I liked chatting with her. She was funny and, well... we're meeting her for drinks, and maybe dinner...tonight."



"Jesus-" sighed Aaron. "You're killing me, here, you know that?"



"But it's just to meet. I know that we're going to like her, at least, even if this doesn't go anywhere. I told her Nuestra Cocina, six-thirty. We'll get there at six, have a drink, feel it out, talk before she gets there. Worst case, we have a tequila and leave. Best case, we meet someone fun, have a great Mexican, and make more plans. But tonight is just a meet 'n' greet. No strings, no pressure, no big deal. What do you think?"



"I think I'm gonna need a minute of alone time."



Devin



Denise was already at a corner table when Aaron arrived, straight from the office. The rest of the afternoon had been spent in a series of trips to the bathroom as his mind went into overdrive at the prospect of a long-held fantasy finally coming true. More than that, he realized just how much in love he was with his wife right now and, even if nothing happened from this meeting, the fact that Denise was willing to expand their sexual horizons together was such a fucking turn-on, Aaron didn't know how he'd be able to keep his hands off her all evening.



"OK, so I ordered a pitcher of margaritas already," Denise said, as Aaron embraced her. "I figured at least one drink would be in order. How was the rest of your day?"



She looked into his face, all doe-eyed and innocent.



"How do you think?" Aaron replied, as he noticed a slight shiver run down his wife's arm. She was nervous, he could tell, but so was he. "So, tell me what I need to know before this Devin gets here. Who is she? And what the fuck are we doing?"



He smiled as he said this, Denise casting an impatient eye around the bar for any sign of the margaritas.



"OK, sure, Devin, she's, well, Devin, which I just told you, again. I don't know how old she is, probably a few years younger than me? She's in our 'range,' anyway..."



Denise signed some air quotes.



"And she works for a 'design agency...'"



More quotes.



"She's a light drinker, no drugs, she's social, but not a party girl. No serious relationship right now and she's 'bored' of the dating scene. She likes women, but she hates the 'label of bi,' as she called it. She just likes people, new experiences and was interested in our ad. We talked for about twenty minutes and, well, I just liked her."



"Female intuition?"



"Let's hope."



"What does she look like? How will she know us? Is she just going to walk up to every table and say 'Hi, threesome?'"



"No, smart-ass. She sent a picture, blonde-brown hair, a little long, like below the shoulder. She's neither thin nor plump, just kinda cute and normal. Hard to really tell from a single photo but, you know, cute!"



Aaron was desperate to look at the picture but, just as the waitress brought over the margaritas, a girl, who had to be Devin, approached their table. She was all the things Denise had described plus, Aaron immediately noticed, the fact that she had a pair of killer tits - not breasts, but solid, D-cup, gravity-defying tits. She was a few inches taller than Denise, about five-nine, and she was dressed in nice, tight jeans, modest heels and a sheer, blue, V-neck t-shirt.



Denise stood up and went to greet her with a big, open smile.



"Devin? Hi, I'm Denise. So you found the place OK?"



They embraced like old friends and Devin took the seat opposite, offering her hand to Aaron.



"Aaron, right?" she asked, eagerly, her eyes sparkling, her face a picture of genuine warmth.



"Pleased to meet you, Devin."



He could see right away why his wife liked her. The connection felt instant. She was cute, very cute, with a bubbly, confident nature, which made those around her feel immediately at ease. Aaron could tell she was a little nervous, however, just like them, but she was in control of it, something which was turning him on already.



Devin was eyeing the pitcher.



"May I pour?" she asked, rhetorically. "I could definitely use a drink."



Devin reached across and filled the glasses as Aaron and Denise exchanged a loaded glance.



After thirty minutes of small-talk, basic information and niceties, Devin seemed keen to get down to business.



"So, look," she said. "You two are a super-cute couple and I- I like the look of you, you seem connected, content, happy. So, why me? Or rather, what are you, you know, looking for?"



Denise was right on it.



"We've had this fantasy about sharing with another woman," she said, plainly, much to Aaron's surprise. "And, well, it just feels like the right time. And when we spoke, it felt...good, somehow. I just knew you were the one. I knew Aaron would like you, and I knew it was a good idea to meet. Although-"



Denise took another sip of her drink. Courage.



"Go on," said Devin. "It's OK."



"Well I hate to make this sound like you're interviewing for a job, but I...we...need to ask you some really, uh, 'direct' questions?"



"Fire away."



"OK, so, er, have you been tested and... all that stuff?"



"Clean as a whistle. I can show you the results. I'm a safe girl, a smart girl. I know what I'm getting into when I date. So yeah, I'm clean."



She looked from Denise, to Aaron, and back again.



"And you two?"



"No problems here!" Aaron piped up, a little too quickly.



Devin laughed, the ice broken, tensions eased.



"Great." she said. "Although I hope you don't mind if I ask for the papers from you, as well? I know, I know, buzz kill, right? But it's always best to get these things out of the way in the beginning. Helps everybody relax a little."



Aaron and Denise nodded their assent. It was clear that Devin was way more experienced at this than they'd originally thought.



Denise leaned in to the table as Aaron refilled their glasses.



"So you've done this before, clearly," he said. "With another couple I mean?"



"You mean like this?" Devin giggled, as she looked around them at the busy restaurant. "Meeting married couples for a pre-threeway interview? Actually, no, I can't say that I have. But I've done it a couple of times with my boyfriend and a girl we knew. Super-fun nights, both of them, although that first time was just awesome."



Her eyes seemed to drift off as the memory came back to her.



"Why was it awesome?" Denise asked, intrigued. "Tell us, we want to know."



"I think it was a chemistry thing, gotta have the chemistry, right?"



Denise and Aaron smiled at one another.



"But it was also about not rushing it." Devin continued. "That first night, we'd gotten home after a club and we stayed up almost until dawn. There was no hurry, no clock to watch, nobody had to be anywhere and we knew we could sleep in if we wanted. We were freer, just going with the moment, however long that moment was going to last, you know? But the second night, man, we all felt it, that impatience, that knowledge that the fun was coming to an end and we all had normal shit to get on with the next day, so we didn't enjoy it as much. We didn't allow ourselves to enjoy it, you know what I mean?"



They did know what she meant. In fact, Aaron and Denise had already decided that Devin had passed the interview. Not just that, but they were both desperate to know when she could start.



"So, look," Devin went on. "Provided you guys want to go through with this - with me, I mean, I'd want to, uh, get to know you a little better? What you like, what you expect, what you want..."



"We're all ears." Aaron replied.



"Great, OK, so I've got this little game, I think you'll like it. I do it with prospective boyfriends, helps us decide if we're a good match or not, gets us all hot and bothered and, well, we'll see what happens from there. Sound good?"



"Sounds perfect." Denise agreed, squeezing Aaron's leg under the table.



"Basically it's a truth or dare, but without the dares." said Devin. "It goes like this - I state something I 'like' and, if anyone at the table likes the same thing, they take a drink. If not, they don't. Then it goes around the table and ends up getting really personal, really fast."



"Let's do it," said Aaron, signing to the waitress for another pitcher.



"Right, I'll go first," said Devin. "Then Denise, then you, Aaron." She took a deep breath and smiled at them both. "I like...long, wet kisses."



There was a pause, before they all took a slow sip of their margaritas.



Devin nodded at Denise.



"OK, my turn." Denise said. "I like...having my neck kissed."



They all drank again, and Denise looked to Aaron.



"I like..." he murmured. "...Blow-jobs."



Denise and Devin looked at one another.



"Well you said it was going to get very personal, very quickly!" Aaron protested.



Denise gave him a gentle kick.



"OK, OK," Aaron conceded. "A better statement would be, I like oral sex."



They all drank.



"Giving or receiving, though?" Devin shot back. "You gotta be more specific."



"Both!" replied Aaron and Denise, in unison.



Everybody drank again.



"And I like big breasts," Aaron continued, not caring whose turn it was.



They all drank, as Denise noticed Devin fixing her with her gaze.



"I like...going down on a woman." Devin purred, her eyes never wavering.



Both Aaron and Devin drank, but Denise lowered her head, her hands clasped on her lap.



"I've, uh, never actually done that," she confessed. "So I don't know if I like it or not."



Devin was smiling from ear to ear, something Aaron noticed straight away.



The waitress broke the awkwardness with another jug of margaritas, which Aaron insisted the girls share. He also ordered tacos to keep them from getting smashed, as the game continued in earnest.



They all drank to sex in the shower, screaming orgasms, talking dirty, hotel sex, watching porn, masturbating, masturbating in front of people, watching partners cum, blindfolding, being blindfolded, and being tied up. Devin and Denise liked vibrators, giving hand-jobs, dressing up, role-play and having a finger in their ass when they cum. Devin went one further and confessed to loving anal sex; something else Denise shied away from, although she did admit to liking 'some stuff back there,' now and again. Buzzed and already ridiculously hard, Aaron had jumped in with "I like to see two women kiss."



Everyone drank, as Devin leaned in towards Denise and threw Aaron a wicked smile.



"You mean like this?"



And she proceeded to give Denise a long, hard kiss on the mouth, nothing wildly inappropriate, but enough to make Aaron even harder and give Denise a definite flush of desire.



"Uh, yeah," Aaron replied, as Devin pulled back and licked her lips. "Just like that."



Denise 's own answer was silent. She took a drink.



After a time, the three of them settled into a comfortable ease, laughing and joking around like old friends. When Devin left briefly to use the bathroom, it was the first time Aaron and Denise had the chance to offer their appraisal.



"She's great, baby," said Aaron. "I totally get why you chose her."



"I knew you'd like her. And so do I, a lot."



"Look, this might be a bit fast, but I was thinking about what she said, about taking time?"



"Uh-huh?"



"Well you know that cabin we rented from Johnny, about an hour north of here? What if we did an overnight? Next weekend? I know it's empty because Johnny's had a cancellation; he's desperate for a taker. We could drop the kids at aunt Helen's, head up there, cook, hike, lounge outdoors, just have some fun...with her...with us?"



Denise chewed her lip for a moment, her mind racing, the margaritas and the heady atmosphere creating a buzz, which excited her more than anything she'd felt in years.



"That's a great idea," she replied at last. "Let's ask her."



Devin returned and sensed immediately that plans had been made.



"Looks like you've been talking?" she smiled, sliding back into her seat.



"We have." replied Denise, placing a warm palm on Devin's hand.



"What are you doing next weekend?"



The Trip



In the ten days between meeting Devin and heading to the country, Aaron and Denise could think or talk about nothing else but their trip. They got their tests, gave Devin the good news, and Denise had met up with Devin a few more times, ostensibly for coffee but, unbeknownst to Aaron, their burgeoning friendship had already become something quite close. On the morning of the trip, bags packed, route navigated, and large coffees filled, Aaron and Denise had picked up Devin at her apartment.



"Sit up front." Denise had offered, as Devin threw her bag in the back. "That way you won't feel like we're just driving you somewhere, like a passenger. We want you to feel as much a part of this experience as we are. Come on, jump in."



Devin appreciated the gesture, and all the effort Aaron and Denise were making to make sure she was comfortable. She liked them both, Denise particularly, and she couldn't wait to see where the weekend was headed.



The trip was uneventful but, as they eventually drove through more heavily wooded areas, the sun poking through the dense trees at irregular intervals and the silence around them becoming more palpable, the three of them relaxed into a proper vacation mood. Stopping at a local market to pick up supplies, firewood and a few bottles of wine, it was only another ten minutes further up the narrow, windy roads before they pulled up to the cabin and Aaron killed the engine.



The 'cabin' was more like a proper house instead of the wooden, log variety. There were neighbors, but nothing visually or audibly close. For what this trio had planned, the place was as secluded as they needed.



"Aaron can get the bags," said Denise, as she and Devin got out of the car. "Come in, I want to show you around."



Denise nodded to Aaron as she led Devin inside the house. She liked the place immediately. It was rustic, with a big front deck area, two bedrooms (one with a king-size bed,) a deep bathtub easily big enough for two, if not three, and an imposing fireplace, which added to the cozy, intimate, feel. It didn't take long to unload and unpack, each of them keen to get on with their weekend.



"How about we start with a hike, let Devin get her bearings?" Aaron suggested, as he put away the last of the wine.



"Sure, sweetie," Denise replied, "But before we do, Devin and I have been talking."



"I like the sound of that."



"About rules."



"Huh?"



"Well, to make this weekend work for all of us, we need to establish boundaries."



Denise looked to Devin for back-up.



"Just a few, though." Devin grinned. "But Denise's right, it's important to know where the lines are."



"OK, shoot."



Aaron shut the cupboard and leaned back on the kitchen counter-top, his arms folded, waiting to receive his 'instructions.'



"OK, so number one," Denise began, tentatively. "No doing anything...sexual...unless we're all present. That way, nobody gets jealous, or feels left out at any time."



"Including us?" Aaron inquired, flicking a finger between himself and his wife.



"Including us." Denise nodded, smiling.



"Oh, OK."



She couldn't tell if Aaron was disappointed, but she agreed with Devin; everyone had to be included in the fun, otherwise the balance would be upset and nobody would be having any fun at all.



"Two," Denise continued. "Devin, you're not a guest here, you must treat this place as yours, as much as we will. Do what you want to do, when you want to do it. Help yourself to anything, don't ask, just do what suits. Agreed?"



"Sure thing." Devin smiled back.



"Three...well, three and over we just figure out as we go along, I guess."



Aaron unfolded his arms and winked at both girls.



"So, can we do that hike, now?"



Denise hit him playfully on the arm.



"Get your boots on, country boy..."



She followed Aaron into their bedroom to change for the hike, but were surprised when Devin came in to change with them. It wasn't a bad thing, certainly, although watching Devin unbutton her jeans and kick off her sneakers in front of them, was hard to ignore.



"This is OK, right?" Devin asked, feeling the attention upon her. "Me in here..."



"Totally!" Aaron replied, quickly. "It's absolutely OK!"



Devin stripped down to her underwear and removed her bra as she fished out her sports top and a pair of shorts. Although trying to act cool, Aaron and Denise could not help but stare at Devin's beautiful body. She turned around to face them, her breasts full and heavy and perfectly-formed.



"Hey guys," she said, taking a step closer to both of them. "I'm really looking forward to having some fun with you today. Let's work up a bit of sweat, huh?"



She leaned in, embracing them, one in each arm, her tits pressing in among them, before she stepped back, finished dressing and disappeared into the kitchen to fill some water bottles for their hike.



Glancing at her husband, Denise stroked his arm, then let her hand wander down to the bulge already growing in his pants.



"Easy, tiger..." she whispered, squeezing him gently.



"Tell me you're not wet right now." Aaron replied, trying his best to control his urges.



"I'm not wet right now."



Denise changed quickly and left Aaron to finish up. He grinned after her. She was a terrible liar.



The Hike



The terrain wasn't strenuous but it was disorienting and, after a couple of hours chatting, laughing, and general oblivion about where they were actually going, they realized they should perhaps head back.



"I'm pretty sure I can retrace our steps," said Aaron, as he and Devin turned around and began to make their way back down the track.



"Wait a second," Denise called out, still stood on the spot. "We're pretty secluded back here, and this is our special weekend..."



She walked slowly down towards Aaron, placed her hand firmly upon his crotch and squeezed.



"Why don't we have a little fun before we go back?"



She leaned in and kissed him, her hand beginning to massage his growing erection through his shorts. Aaron slid his hands around her waist and began kissing her back, hard and hot as Devin, knowing she did not need an invitation, moved next to them and guided them all to a thick tree just off the side of the track.



"How's this, baby?" Denise whispered, teasingly, her hand moving faster and firmer over his covered cock. "Out in the open, broad daylight, with two women just waiting to service your every need. A hiker, a neighbor, anybody could come by at any minute. I just don't know how much time we have? What do you think, Devin? Do you think we have time?"



Devin stepped closer to Aaron and pinned him against the tree.



"I don't know Denise," she growled. "We may have to be quick. I mean, what would someone say if they saw me doing this...?"



She turned Denise's face to hers and locked her lips onto Denise's mouth.



"Or this...?"

Then she went to Aaron and ran her tongue along his lips before sliding it inside his mouth, probing, searching.



As Devin continued to kiss them both, Aaron reached down and began unbuttoning his shorts, desperate to free his cock. Devin and Denise then pulled away and began making out against the tree as Aaron watched, his hands still fumbling with his shorts, cursing himself for not choosing the zippers.



Sensing his frustration, Devin reached across and tugged at Aaron's shorts, pulling them down over his butt, Denise's mouth still upon hers, their kissing now urgent and frantic. Now stood in his underwear, Aaron felt Devin's hand upon him, pushing at his bulge, as she pulled her mouth away from Denise's and began kissing her neck and collarbone instead. Denise had her head thrown back in a lazy contentment, loving how Devin's hot breath felt upon her neck.



"Mmmm," Denise moaned, "That feels so good..."



Seeing how in control of the situation Devin was, Aaron was happy to just stand there, Devin's hand brushing delicately over his covered cock, watching as his wife surrendered to Devin's delicate caresses and kisses. As Devin's attentions intensified, Denise grabbed Devin's ass and pulled her even closer, before opening her eyes and staring at Aaron.



"Is this hot, baby?" she asked. "How are you doing over there?"



She looked down at his cock, his erection growing even larger under his briefs as Devin worked him.



"I'm doing real good, honey, I just need a little, a little-"



But before he could finish, Devin face was on his, kissing him with the same passion she'd shown to Denise, but it was short-lived. Devin already had her thumbs hooked into Aaron's briefs, pulling them down in one swift, well-rehearsed motion. Now fully exposed in the cooling late afternoon air, Aaron watched as Devin fell to her knees and took him full in her mouth. He inhaled deeply, as the surrealism of the scene suddenly hit him. In all the time he had known his wife, he had never kissed another woman, had never touched another woman. Hell, he hadn't even thought about another woman. Yet here he was, his wife watching as another woman's mouth hung off his cock.



He felt Denise nipping at his earlobes, a place she knew had always turned him on.



"Do you like this, baby?" she asked gently, her breath tickling the side of his neck. "Do you like watching her sucking your cock? Are you watching? Are you watching good? You see how you're sliding in and out of her hot, little mouth? Does it feel good?"



She was flicking her tongue around his whole ear, now, as Aaron felt his whole body erupt in tiny little earthquakes.



"Look at your huge cock fucking her mouth, baby," Denise continued. "Do you want to cum in it? Tell me, baby, do you want to cum in her mouth?"



Then she stroked the back of his neck and gently pushed his head down so he was looking directly at Devin.



"Tell her," Denise murmured. "Tell Devin what you want to do, baby."



Devin lifted up her chin for a moment and stared into Aaron's eyes.



"Yeah, honey," she purred. "Do you want to cum in my mouth? Is that hot, because my mouth's hot for you, baby." She parted her lips wide and licked them slowly. "Is that what you want, huh? To empty your cock into my hot, horny mouth?"



She bent down again and gave him a slow, hard lick up the underside of his shaft then returned her gaze to Aaron's.



"That's what Denise wants, honey," said Devin. "That's what your wife wants, to see you cum in my mouth, all hard and hot and wet, she wants to see it so bad, you know she does. And I swallow, honey, I wanna swallow all your hot cum, as much as you've got. Show me how much you've got?"



She lowered her mouth back onto him and began sucking more vigorously as her hands cupped and squeezed his balls, matching the rhythm of her mouth as Aaron struggled to stand up, his legs already buckling beneath him. But Denise had sensed his anxiety, and was using her body to rub against his back, supporting him as Devin continued to work her magic.



Feeling the power of his climax begin to build, Aaron turned back to Denise; he had to know she was a hundred percent OK with what he was about to do, with what he was desperate to do.



"I'm right here, baby..." she whispered, her hand running up and down his back like a delicate feather. "Let it go, baby, let it go..."



Aaron returned his focus to Devin as she feasted on his cock, her hands working overtime on his balls and taint, delivering sensations he never knew existed.



"Yes..." he groaned, his breathing getting shallower. "I want to cum in your mouth, I love how my cock feels in there. Devin, oh Jesus, Devin, I want to...want to...fuck your...fuck your...oh god keep going, keep that hot, little mouth...fuck...FUCK!"



As he felt the rush of his climax begin to engulf him, Aaron turned back to Denise and grabbed her face, kissing her hard, forcing his tongue inside her until he couldn't consume her any further. Then his cock exploded, as he thrust his hips further into Devin's face, jamming his cock inside her mouth as he came and came, his hot cum shooting down her throat. True to her word, Devin swallowed him, greedily, gripping the base of his cock, knowing exactly how to squeeze every last drop from him.



When he was finished, Devin stayed on her knees and dutifully cleaned him up with her tongue, kissing and licking his tip like an adoring servant. Then she stood up and, before either Aaron or Denise could react, Devin reached for Denise's face and kissed her hard, wanting her to taste her husband's cum on her lips, wanting her to be a full part of what just happened.



And then all was silent, save for the birds in the trees and the distant rumble of some faraway storm, which served only to remind, the three of them that they still had a long walk ahead.



Evening Falls



Back at the cabin, Aaron poured some much-needed drinks as the girls kicked back on the chaises, which sat upon the front deck. The sun was setting and, as Aaron handed out the wine and some snacks, he wondered if the incident in the woods was something they should talk about. To gauge the mood, he knelt down beside Denise and took her socked foot in his hands.



"Massage time?" he ventured.



Denise murmured her agreement and settled back in the chaise to be pampered.



"Devin, you're next," Aaron smiled, as he began to rub Denise's feet. "I'm pretty good at this, right hun?"



"The best, baby."



Denise clinked glasses with Devin as Aaron went to work. He knew his way around his wife's body, expertly digging his thumbs into her arches and pressing down on all the right points.



"Oh, that is good." Denise moaned, "Devin, honey, you are in for a treat. This feels amazing."



"Well I think someone's feeling a bit grateful." Devin laughed, raising her glass to Aaron.



"You bet!" Aaron replied.



"OK, so let's see what you got."



Devin stretched a bare foot out towards him, as Aaron looked to Denise, who nodded her assent. Sliding her foot into his hands, Devin was surprised to feel an instant calm wash over her at Aaron's touch. She hadn't realized how tense her muscles were but, within moments, she felt herself completely relax and even feel a bit sleepy.



"Oh my god," Devin cooed, turning her head to Denise. "You're one lucky lady, alright."



"I think, tonight, we both are." Denise smiled back.



They chatted on the deck for an hour or so, enjoying the wine and the snacks and, most importantly, the chance to recharge their batteries, before Aaron decided to get dinner ready. Seasoned steaks, salads and veggies, all healthy, hearty stuff.



"Fancy some music?" Devin asked, when she and Denise came in to help him.



She set something up from her phone and she and Denise began to dance as Aaron continued to cook, but Denise wouldn't leave him alone, pulling him away from the sink for a grind and a rub to the rhythm.



"Hey!" Aaron protested, a peeler in one hand, a bunch of arugula in the other. "If you guys want to eat tonight, then..."



But his words were falling on deaf ears. Denise was already swinging him across the floor, a little tipsy from the wine, but more carried away with their naughty adventures. Devin joined in, the three of them rocking across the cabin from room to room, being goofy, being free, being completely caught in the moment.



During one particularly sexy number, Denise reached up to her husband and put her arms around his neck, grinding her body against him, seductively. Keen to join in, Devin was quick to come up behind them and sandwich herself in between.



"If I don't get the food on that grill, we're going to starve..." Aaron insisted.



Without words, the two women 'danced' him back to the kitchen and swayed and rocked around him while he tended to the steaks. Ten minutes later, they were feasting on their food like carnal gods devouring a bloody sacrifice. The air was loaded, erotic, dirty and, despite the abundant and overflowing plates upon the table, hungry.



After dinner, Aaron lit the fire and they all sat around on the floor, glad to have the huge, sheepskin rug beneath them as the temperature outside had clearly dropped several degrees since their hike. Devin went to the bookcase, twisting to some music only she could hear, but the way she moved was so hypnotic, so seductive, Aaron and Denise couldn't help but watch and drink in every move she made.



"Hey, Devin, honey, stay there for a second." said Denise.



She got to her feet, took Devin's hand and began to lead her off to the bedroom.



"Be right back, baby." she called back over her shoulder.



"But- What the-? I thought we said-"



But they were already gone. Aaron sat patiently, unsure what to do, but he knew he shouldn't follow them, not if he wasn't asked. He knew he'd had his big treat already in the woods, earlier. Was it really so unfair not to expect the girls to treat themselves, too, if they wanted? He could hear movement and a few muffled voices from the bedroom, but little else to tell him what was going on. Trying not to feel left out, Aaron took a big gulp of wine from his glass and settled down beside the fire, preparing for a long wait.



But, just a few minutes later, he heard the bedroom door creak open, slow and deliberate.



"Ready!" Denise called, a few stifled giggles escaping from Devin, behind her.



And then Denise was leading Devin back into the room. Denise was wearing a white, lace chemise that came to just below her hips. Peeking out from underneath was a white thong, but there was nothing else, save for the sexy pair of mules on her feet which showed off the results of her recent pedicure; bright red toenails she'd obviously had done especially for this weekend. Aaron felt his groin stir into life, but before he could compliment his wife, Devin stepped out from behind her, and his desire was doubled.



Barefoot, Devin was wearing a sheer, black thigh-length robe, which fell open at the front. Underneath she had on a black peek-a-boo bra and black boy shorts, which looked as hot as hell while, on her head, she wore a cute kitten-ear headband which made her look innocent and playful.



"Wow," was all Aaron could manage at the sight before him.



"You like, baby?" asked Denise, knowing full well how turned on her husband was right now. "Devin helped me pick this out. I had to try on a few outfits before we settled on this. And Devin? Well she looked good in everything, but it was me who had the casting vote on what she should wear. And the ears were my idea. Super sexy, huh?"



"You look amazing, both of you." Aaron replied, then winked purposely at his wife. "And your ass looks amazing in that thong,"



Denise smiled, turned and slapped her butt, playfully.



Devin stepped forward and took Aaron's hand.



"Come on," she said. "Follow me."



She led him to a large Chesterfield in the corner of the room, the light from the fire casting tall, dark shadows on the wall behind them. Denise followed, stalking them both like a panther after its prey.



"Sit." Devin commanded.



She pushed Aaron gently into the chair then turned to Denise.



"We were in the changing room together, last week, trying these on."



"I thought you'd only met for coffee?" Aaron queried, but not minding at all the 'deception.'



"We did that, too." smiled Denise, as Devin stood aside and let Aaron drink in the full sight of his wife in front of him.



Devin slid her hands around Denise's waist and began kissing her neck.



"Just look at this body, Aaron." Devin said, huskily. "Isn't it amazing?"



She spread her palms across Denise's thighs then pulled her body back into hers.



"And these legs...so firm and smooth."



Then she lifted her hands and rested them on Denise's hips.



"And her hips, oh man..."



Devin stroked Denise up and down the side of her body, then reached in front of her and pressed her stomach.



"And this flat belly, Aaron, I could just eat off of it..."



All the time, Denise was gazing down at her husband, her tongue sliding across her lips and her eyes closing slightly every time Devin stroked her.



"And these tits, oh my god, Aaron. Look at these perfect, hot tits."



Aaron watched as Devin moved her hands up over the chemise to cup both of Denise's breasts over the fabric. The sight of another woman holding his wife's tits in her hands was almost too much for him. He was desperate to stroke himself, desperate to be stroked. He couldn't stand it. After a few seconds, Devin reached inside Denise's shirt and gently pinched her nipple. Denise gasped and shuddered slightly, wanting to look at Devin, but Devin turned her face back to Aaron.



"Stay there, honey, be patient now." she smiled. "I think you're getting your husband all hot and bothered. And we haven't even started yet. So where were we?"



Devin brought her hand up to Denise's face, parted her lips and pushed her finger inside Denise's mouth. Denise began sucking, greedily. Devin kept her other hand on Denise's nipple, squeezing it sharply, as she pushed her finger in and out of Denise's mouth.



"That's right," Devin encouraged her, "Get it nice and slick for me.'



Denise sucked harder, faster, as Devin kept her eye on Aaron, needing to keep him focused, contained.



"And, hey," Devin called over to him. "We haven't talked about this amazing...cunt."



Devin removed her finger from Denise's mouth and lifted the hem of her chemise, exposing her thong. Denise was so turned on, she was already soaking wet, the thin fabric doing little to hide the signs of her arousal. Devin slid her wet finger under the thong and pressed hard onto Denise's clit, a small cry emanating from Denise's throat as Devin began to masturbate her.



"Jeez..." Aaron whistled, squirming in his seat.



He was not really breathing, but suddenly his lungs forced a massive breath down inside him. Although fully clothed, his shorts were tightening impossibly around his cock. He needed release.



"Is this doing it for you, Aaron?" Devin asked. "It's doing it for your wife, I can feel it. She's hot, Aaron, and she's wet, she's so fucking wet right now."



Devin bent her knees slightly and Denise cried out again as Devin pushed her finger deep up inside her.



"Oh she's nice and tight, Aaron, baby." Devin whispered. "I can imagine how this tight, little cunt feels around your big, hard cock."



Denise bucked as she felt Devin slide another finger into her.



"Yeah, oh yeah, Aaron," Devin went on, "She is pouring all over me, she is soaking wet, she loves me fucking her with my fingers. Are you liking it, too?"



"Yes, yes I am..." Aaron gasped, his fingers reaching into his shorts.



"No!" Devin shouted, "Not yet."



Aaron obeyed, his cock physically hurting him now, so desperate was it to spring free.



"I've been thinking about you both attacking me, all week." Devin said, as she pushed her fingers further into Denise. "Did you masturbate about me? Did both of you cum, thinking about me? Huh? I know I did. I fucked myself so hard just thinking about the both of you."



She leaned into Denise, pulling her body back towards her, hooking her pussy up with her fingers, almost lifting Denise from her feet. Aaron watched his wife's face, her eyes closed in ecstasy, her partially exposed breasts heaving upon her chest and her legs trembling with desire as Devin worked her.



"Do you know what else I thought about?" Devin went on, her mouth inches from Denise's ear. "I thought about those perfect, luscious lips going down on me. Licking...my...pussy. Sucking...my...cunt! Because I know you've never done it, but I know you want to, I know you want to do it so bad, with me. I know you want to eat my pussy, Denise baby, I know how much you want my cunt in your face. So tell me, what are we going to call it, Denise? My plump, pink pussy? My hot, wet cunt? Tell me..."



Denise's legs were shaking, twitching, her head pushed back against Devin. She was rising up in her shoes, opening her legs as wide as they would go to give Devin full access, but then Devin suddenly removed her damp fingers and began running her hands across Denise's body instead, feeling every curve, every valley, every crevice of her hot, wet skin. Then Devin grabbed the chemise and pulled it roughly over Denise's head, shaking her momentarily from her reverie.



"You want to eat my pussy, don't you Denise?" Devin whispered, as Denise stared at her, almost trance-like. "You want my cunt on your face, you want me to cum all over you."



Aaron continued to watch as his wife stood in front of him in just her thong and skimpy heels. Her pussy was glistening, her nipples like bullets standing hard and stiff upon her chest as Devin remained behind her, pinching and teasing her. Then she quickly span Denise around to face her, giving Aaron a front row view of his wife's magnificent, tight ass. Devin kissed Denise fully on the mouth, but Denise wanted more, pulling Devin to her and devouring her lips, her mouth, her face, sucking the air out of her, before forcing her hands down the back of Devin's robe.



"Aaron, your wife's a little wet," Devin said, as Denise continued to rain kisses upon her. "I think she'd be more comfortable naked, don't you?"



Devin took a step back from Denise as Aaron reached out and pulled his wife's ass towards him and slid the thong over her cheeks and down her legs. Stepping out of it, Denise bent down a little, pushing her ass into Aaron's face. He responded by showering her butt in kisses and grabbing handfuls of flesh, maneuvering himself so he could get at her asshole with his tongue. He could smell how turned on she was, she was pure sex right at that moment, as he buried his face in her ass and searched out her hole with his mouth.



Devin also knew how turned on Denise was. She began slowly removing her robe, holding Denise's gaze in hers, never breaking eye contact for a second. As the robe fell to the floor, Devin unhooked her bra in then stepped closer to Denise and placed Denise's fingers in the elastic of her boy shorts.



"Help me out of these, baby?" she asked, demurely.



Bending down even further, Denise quickly slid down Devin's shorts and began kissing the inside of her bare thighs. Behind her, Aaron was probing Denise's asshole with his tongue. Devin reached down, held Denise's head in her hands and stroked her hair, before stepping back and gently pulling Denise to her feet.



With no words needed, Devin led Denise the few steps back into the bedroom and lay back on the bed, opening her arms and legs wide. Denise climbed onto the bed and fell on top of Devin, their kissing urgent, frantic, as Aaron appeared in the doorway, already naked, his hand gripped around his cock as he watched his wife and Devin get it on right in front of him.



Devin again took Denise's head in her hands and began to direct her mouth over her arms, her chest, her belly, Denise kissing every piece of Devin's skin she found beneath her lips. As Devin pulled Denise's mouth over her chest, Denise began to nip and bite hungrily at Devin's tits, desperate to eat her, to taste her, loving how another woman's breasts felt upon her lips. Sucking on one of her nipples, Denise looked up to Devin for approval.

"That's right, baby," Devin whispered. "Just like that. You're so hot, honey, so goddamn hot."



Devin glanced over at Aaron, who was pumping himself hard, now. She was getting off just as much on watching Aaron, as feeling Denise's mouth on her tits.



"Oh yeah...yeah!" Devin moaned, sucking in every ounce of air around her as Denise feasted on her breasts. "Eat me up, baby, eat me up!"



Devin opened her legs wider and gently pushed on Denise's shoulders, forcing her to fall into the gap.



"So is it pussy, or cunt?" Devin asked, hooking her knees over Denise's shoulders. "Have you decided? What is this to you, huh? Look at it."



Devin guided Denise's head down between her legs and Denise paused a moment before pressing a finger against Devin's clit.



"Pussy," Denise whispered. "It's your pussy, your beautiful, hot, wet pussy."



Denise reached her hands up to keep playing with Devin's tits as, down below, she rubbed her own breasts against Devin's pussy.



Devin let her head fall back into the pillow as, at the end of the bed, Aaron stepped forward, his cock huge and angry. He parted his wife's legs with his hand and, although her position meant he could not gain full access, he could at least use his mouth to caress and pleasure her and maybe pull her open a bit.



Despite this being her first time going down on a woman, Denise had long since abandoned herself to the moment. She felt no embarrassment, no insecurity and no fear, as she squeezed Devin's huge tits, high above her, and buried her head in her cunt. Her smell was intoxicating, Denise couldn't get enough of it, she wanted to drink it in, devour it, fill every part of her body with it. Hitting Devin's clit again and again, Denise could feel both their bodies falling and rising in a natural rhythm.



"Fuck, Denise, yes, yes! That's it, right there, oh god!" Devin was crying. "Aaron, can you see what your wife is doing to me? She's sucking my clit so hard, Aaron, she's got me so wet, your wife is eating me out so bad there's nothing left of me, she's, she's, oh Jesus Christ!"



Behind her, Denise could feel Aaron probing her ass, trying to get to her pussy, too, but all her attention was on Devin. Knowing what she liked herself, she began doing the same things to Devin, flattening her tongue and running quickly up and across her slick slit until she reached the nub of her clitoris, then back down again, teasing her just enough to send ripples of pleasure coursing through her, but not enough to make her cum, not yet. Denise felt a warmness build in Devin's hips as she ate her out, Denise pleased at how much Devin obviously loved what she was doing.



"Fuck, Denise, your mouth feels so good on my pussy, I love you eating me, I love feeling your tongue in my cunt." Devin panted, as she continued to writhe and slide up and down the bed. "Aaron, are you watching? Are you watching your wife fuck me with her mouth?"



Aaron rose up and drank in the sight of his wife's head buried between another woman's legs, then he gave Denise a tight whack across her exposed pussy, open behind her, underneath her peachy ass, her legs slightly parted, her wetness like a bullseye waiting to be shot. Aaron moved up the bed, drawing his hand across his wife's back, before pushing his fingers into her hair and twisting it, pushing her face further into Devin's pussy. Both Denise and Devin moaned with pleasure, which turned Aaron on even more. Already he'd been blown away by how aggressive Denise had behaved, sexually, since they'd got here, how uninhibited she'd been in this strangest and most alien of situations, but this was the here and now, this was the moment, this was what was actually happening.



Aaron kissed Denise on the shoulder as she continued to lick and suck at Devin's clit, then he moved up towards Devin's chest. He'd wanted get his face between those breasts since the first time he'd seen Devin at the bar. Sure, his wife had an amazing body, but Devin's tits were from a planet all their own, and he wanted them. He wanted them now.



With her arms down by her sides, her fingers gripped into the bedspread, Devin was lost in herself, her head lolling to one side as she twisted and turned, Denise's tongue driving her into a frenzy of impossible pleasures. Sensing a presence beside her, however, she opened her eyes to find Aaron cozied next to her. She smiled at him as he began to massage her shoulders and kiss her neck, moaning her approval as he went. Feeling brave, Aaron reached down to those magnificent breasts and ran a finger across her nipples.



"Don't be so gentle," Devin whispered, pushing her chest up to him. "Eat them, bite them, suck them. Fuck, Aaron, I want you to be rough with me."



She squeezed her legs gently around Denise's head as she spoke.



"Do you understand?" Devin continued, wanting them to know she was speaking to both of them. "It's OK. Use me. I want it. I want it so bad!"



Obeying, Denise pushed Devin's knees even wider and went straight for her exposed, throbbing clit, using her teeth to nip, bite and tease it, Devin's juices already flowing helplessly from her. At the same time, she felt Aaron's mouth completely envelop her left breast, his tongue flicking and hitting hard against her hot nipple before his own teeth clamped around it and squeezed, sending a shot of pain straight through her body.



"Fuck!" Devin cried, her body bucking, "Oh fucking yes! YES!"



Aaron continued to bite at her, while his other hand attended to the other breast, the nipple gripped tight between his thumb and forefinger, twisting, pulling, hurting her.



Devin bucked once more but kept her hand firmly on the top of Denise's head, holding her mouth in place.



"This is so amazing...don't stop, oh Jesus, don't you dare stop! Use me, whatever you want, you hear me? Use me! Play with me! I'll do whatever you want. What do you want? Tell me what you want to do to me! Both of you, one of you, whatever, just tell me, show me! Fuck, just...fuck! I'm cumming, oh my GOD! I can't, I can't, not yet, not yet-!!"



Devin opened her eyes and tried to distract herself. Tugging at Aaron, she made him look at her.



"Tell me what you want to do to me," Devin demanded. "I know there are things, there must be. What have you been dreaming about doing to me, Aaron?"



She winced slightly, as Denise took another nip on her impossibly sore clit.



"Come on, honey," Devin smiled, "Time's running out. Whatever you wanna do to me, you gotta do it now, before I- before I-"



"I want to fuck your tits." Aaron said, quickly, unable to take his eyes away from the majestic sight before him. "But I wanna fuck your mouth, too. I wanna fuck everything, every hole, I am so turned on right now."



"My tits, yeah, my tits..." Devin panted, "I know you've been dreaming about my tits. And my mouth, you liked how my mouth felt on your cock didn't you?"



"Yeah, I loved your mouth on my cock."



"And what about my pussy, huh? My cunt? You haven't been in there, yet, Aaron. Or my ass. Remember our game? Remember what I said? I love cock in my ass, Aaron, I fucking love it, it's so hot. The thought of your big, fat cock filling up my ass...goddamn it-"



But when she mentioned her ass, it wasn't Aaron who was first to respond, but Denise. Releasing a wave of hot breath onto Devin's wet pussy, Denise pushed her hands under Devin's butt and pulled her closer. The pressure between them was insane, Denise's tongue pushing hot and hard against Devin's clit once more, just the way that Denise liked it herself, and then it was happening, Denise pulling the trigger on Devin's orgasm which rushed, wave upon wave, down between her legs. Denise kept her head there, her mouth lapping up Devin's cum as her hips bucked, Aaron's hand squeezing her tits so hard she could no longer feel them. Devin closed her legs around Denise's head, gripping her tight, wanting to push her juices full into her face. She could still feel Denise's tongue licking her, sucking her, her clit so sore and raw she could swear she was bleeding.



When she was spent, Devin allowed Aaron to raise her hands above her head, pinning her to the bed with one hand while he rubbed her arms, shoulders and breasts with the other. Below, Denise kissed Devin's pussy lightly and rubbed her thighs and hips with both hands, bringing her back down as calmly as she could.



Devin stared at the ceiling, just trying to regulate her breathing. Her head was spinning; she'd never felt anything like this, not ever.



"Fuck, you guys are...good! And I so needed that, I was so turned on, so fucking turned on. And, Denise, no way was that your first time! Jesus..."



As her soul returned to something that resembled normal, Devin pulled herself up on her elbows, well aware that Aaron still had a massive erection to take care of, and Denise definitely deserved a reward of her own.



"Hey," Devin breathed, lazily, "If you can give me a minute, this play time isn't over."



Aaron and Denise glanced at one another, happy to hold out a few minutes longer if it meant more fun and games with their favorite new playmate.



Extra Time



As Aaron went to pee, in a desperate effort to calm himself down, Denise remained lying with Devin, caressing her hips, her belly, her breasts, each of them still lost in their own, just-discovered worlds.



"You were so, amazing," Devin was saying. "I mean, damn, you give good head, girl!"



"Well, you were very, what's the word? Motivating..." Denise chuckled back.



Hearing Aaron return, the two women smiled conspiratorially at one another but stayed where they, loved how their skin felt against one another, the sexual energy between them potent and necessary.



Aaron emerged with wine and strawberries, lying the bowl on the bed as he poured out three glasses. Denise grabbed a strawberry and lowered it playfully into Devin's mouth.



"Mmmm, they taste good..." Devin mumbled, as she finished it in three bites. "Hey, Aaron, why don't you come over here and attend to your wife while I go freshen up? Start the party, but don't go too far without me, huh?"



As Devin disappeared, Aaron had a chance to just drink in the sight of his beautiful wife lying naked before him. Her hair was already bedhead as she basked lazily in an erotic, sweaty glow, her ass perched high behind her, almost begging him to pay it some attention. His erection returned quickly.



"You heard Devin." Aaron said. "Babe, get over here."



Denise cocked her head and see-sawed her legs behind her. Silent, she simply smiled at Aaron and crooked her finger, beckoning him over to her side, where he arrived in seconds, desperate to touch her, desperate to feel her underneath him.



They kissed, deeply, passionately, as their legs intertwined. Feeling her own desires rise quickly, Denise gripped Aaron's head and moved him down her neck. After kissing her shoulders, he moved toward her nearest nipple and lightly licked it before taking it into his mouth. Denise said nothing, but began grinding her crotch into his bare thigh.



When Devin returned, she was turned on to see Aaron mauling his wife like a lion as Denise surrendered totally to his touch, her cunt sliding urgently up and down his leg. Stepping to the side of them, Devin began to run her hands gently over both of them, her fingers wandering aimlessly, no journey, no destination, just a freedom of touch she wanted to spoil each of them with.



Loving the independent, but equal, attention, Aaron and Denise stepped things up a gear, Aaron kneading his thigh into his wife's cunt, as he feasted on her breast.



"I want you both to...take me." Denise moaned. "Make me do anything you want. I am so horny right now, I'd do anything, anything, I just want this, please. I want this so bad!"



She was digging her nails into Aaron's back now, his face wincing with little shots of pain as he felt Denise's pussy slide damply against his leg. Then, without warning, Devin slapped hard at Denise's other breast, a red welt forming quickly upon her skin. There was nothing playful about it, this slap was meant to cause pain.



Aaron looked quickly to Denise but, once the initial shock had subsided, Denise looked purposefully up at Devin and nodded.



"Yes," she said, firmly. "YES!"



Like a dam broken down by the sheer weight of the water pounding against it, Aaron and Devin quickly took control of Denise's desires, converging in tandem and overwhelming her with a quick succession of intense sensations. Aaron flipped Denise onto her back and got between her legs, his cock so hard and desperate, it took a few moments to position himself correctly but, with a quick readjustment, he pulled her body up towards him and thrust hard up into her, her cunt contracting around him so tight and urgent, he was sure she would cum on him right there.



Lifting her even further off the bed with his cock, Aaron leaned forward and took her breast in his mouth, her shoulders bearing her own weight as her head pushed back into the pillow, her belly taut and firm, her lower legs tucked underneath her, supporting her as her husband began to fuck her hard and deep.



Then a loud 'thwack' filled the room as Devin, crouched beside the bed, underneath Denise's arching ass, hit her once again, this time across the buttocks. Aaron felt Denise tense beneath him as the pain ripped through her, his cock feeling even harder, her cunt even hotter.



"Have you been...bad, Denise?" Devin was asking, her voice suddenly hard and authoritative. "Are you a... naughty girl who deserves all your-" She spanked her again. "...punishment?"



Convinced that his wife was getting off on this torture, if her wet, pulsing pussy was anything to go by, it was also becoming clear to Aaron that Devin, too, was becoming aroused by the sadism (there was no other word for it.) Wanting Devin to have full access to Denise's ass, he quickly pulled his cock out of her and turned her over onto all fours, pushing her legs apart roughly, her pink pussy staring back him, its own invitation. She was soaking, her juices already falling down her legs. Giving her no time to prepare, Aaron got behind her and shoved his purple cock back up inside her, his fingers digging viciously into her hips, pushing his cock in so hard and deep, he wanted her to feel him in her mouth.



Devin stood beside them, her face flush with wonder at the wider expanse of flesh now available to her. Without hesitation, she brought her palm swiftly down upon Denise's ass, timing her assault to coincide with the second-long gaps between Aaron's merciless thrusting.



"Your ass is red raw, honey," Devin panted, breathlessly, as spank after spank came raining down on Denise's ass. "I can see my hand print on your milky white skin. I can see your husband's gorgeous, fat cock sliding in and out of your hot, wet pussy, and I can see that juicy cunt giving that cock everything it wants."



She turned to Aaron.



"Is that right, baby? Is she all wet and warm for you? Is she letting you fuck her how she likes to be fucked?"



"Fucking yeah..." Aaron growled... "She loves to be fucked like this!"



Aaron felt Denise trembling beneath him and, for a few moments at least, she was a person he didn't recognize. She was moaning, some of it was words, but words he couldn't understand. She was sure she was not in distress, in fact he felt it was quite the opposite, but he couldn't take his eyes off her as she morphed in front of his face, his previously-quite-traditional, well-behaved wife now bucking and thrashing like a banshee, a woman possessed, a woman embracing the pain, no, inviting the pain, a woman he was so fucking in love with right now, he couldn't see anything beyond it.



As Devin continued to spank Denise, Aaron fucked her cunt furiously. He felt like he was tearing her apart, his cock had never felt so hard, so destructive. But he was also consumed with a rabid desire to bite and scratch her. He flipped her again, her body as compliant as a rag doll, every muscle, every limb obeying his rough direction. Entering her again, her cunt red and angry, Aaron lowered his head onto Denise's tits, lashing and pulling at her nipples with his teeth. Denise screamed in pain, but all that did was make him do it more. Every cry, every mark, every scratch made his cock ache harder and longer, his balls now impossibly heavy and full as they slammed, wet and hard against her ass. Whatever climax his body was getting ready for, Aaron knew it would be the hardest, longest, most intense orgasm he'd ever known. But he didn't want to cum, not yet, God not yet!



Devin took a sip of wine, holding it in her mouth, before sliding onto the bed, Aaron lifting Denise higher so Devin could get underneath to her ass. Grabbing handfuls of flesh, Devin pulled Denise's cheeks apart and began running her wet lips across the angry red welts which now criss-crossed her butt. Devin allowed some of the wine to spill out of her mouth, the warm stickiness stinging the her wounds, tiny hairs now visible in the darkness as the wine clung to the follicles.



"Take me," Denise mumbled, her whole face contorted in pain and ecstasy. "Both of you, take me now. Fuck me, I want to be fucked by both of you, now, NOW!"



Hugging her hot, damp body to his, Aaron thrust up inside her again, then pulled out, his huge, wet cock throbbing angrily over her body. He looked to Devin, then back to his wife.



"Tell me how you want it, baby," he asked her. "Tell us how you want us to fuck you. This is all about you, honey, this is all for you. But you've got to tell us what to do."



"I-I want your cock in my mouth," Denise whispered, urgently. "I want you to fuck my mouth, hard, I want to eat you so bad, but then I want you to come over my face, over my tits, over my whole body, I want your cum all over me."



"Oh baby-" Aaron wasn't sure how long he could last, even her words were enough to make him spurt, there and then, but he controlled himself and turned to Devin.



"And what about Devin?" Aaron continued. "What about her? What do you want her to do to you? Tell her, baby, tell her how she's gonna make you cum."



"Devin, I don't care, do whatever you want, I want you do whatever you want, just make me cum, I'll do anything you want, just promise you'll make me cum."



Aaron was already moving up around the bed, his cock inches from Denise's mouth, her lips open and ready, as Devin knelt between Denise's legs, near her feet.



"Tell me, Denise." Devin asked, looking up, her eyes ablaze with promise and desire. "Are you gonna be our...slut? Say it, Denise. Tell us that is what you want, that you're going to be our slut."



In her previous life, Denise had never really been comfortable with name-calling or doing anything that could be considered sexually degrading. Sure, she could dirty-talk with the best of them, but words like 'slut' and 'whore' had never been a turn-on for her, for either of them. But there was something about the situation, something that made it OK. Denise didn't feel degraded, she felt very in control and she felt hot, so fucking hot that she knew that, at this precise moment, she didn't give a fuck what anyone called her, she just wanted to cum, and cum hard.



"Yes, I'll be your slut! I am your slut, I'm your whore, and I'll do anything you tell me to. Just, please, fuck me!"



The green light had Devin buzzed, and she quickly rushed over to her overnight bag and pulled out a large ziplock pocket, as Aaron stood by his wife's face, desperate to start fucking her mouth. Overwhelmed, Denise's body was still tingling from the heavy-handed molestation doled out by the two of them and, as she spread her legs wide open for Devin, her clit and pussy aching and raw, she hoped the interruption would not last long.

When Devin reappeared before her, Denise could see several colorful objects dangling from her hands. Sex toys.



"Does our...slut...want these used on her?" Devin asked, cruelly, knowing that she was in control of Denise's orgasm.



Denise was mad with impatience, but keen to keep going, whatever was involved.



"Yes!" she cried out, completely desperate now. "Please! FUCK ME!"



Devin stepped away, as though punishing Denise for her outburst.



"I'm sorry," Denise continued, quieter now, playing the game. "I mean, yes please. Please fuck me with whatever you want. Punish me however you want. I'm a slut, I'm your whore, I deserve whatever you give me."



"That's better," said Devin, aware that Aaron could not wait much longer.



She nodded to both of them, her permission to get fucking, and Denise twisted her upper body so she could grab a hold of Aaron's cock with one hand and slide the other between his legs, cupping his ass and pulling him gently towards her, her lips open, desperate to have him inside her, desperate to have him fuck her mouth until she choked.



As Denise and Aaron got to work, Devin pulled out a large, black, cock-shaped vibrator and a small, pink butt plug. Running the vibe in and out of her own mouth to get it ready, Devin then flicked the switch on the side and the machine purred into life. It was very thick, and, as she ran it gently across Denise's perfect, pink clit, Denise immediately jerked her body, the ripples of pleasure pulsing through her and distracting her, momentarily, from the task in hand.



"Ohhhh..." she moaned, as Aaron's cock slid from her mouth. "Fuck, yes, that's so good...!"



She turned back and took him in again, Aaron pushing deeper and deeper toward the back of her throat, his erection struggling to contain its own desperate need to cum.



"Are you liking that, Aaron?" Devin asked, as she continued to tease Denise's folds and clit. "Does your cock feel hot and hard inside her mouth? Are you filling her up with your huge, hard cock? Do you like to fill her up?"



"Yeah," Aaron panted, as the wet sounds of Denise's frantic sucking and licking filled the room. "I love fucking her mouth, and she loves it too, don't you, baby?"



Denise moaned in agreement as she worked his shaft with her hand, and bent her head back so Aaron could thrust deeper into her mouth.



"Well I'm gonna fill her up, too," said Devin. "Would you like that, huh? Denise?"



Without waiting for a reply, Devin sucked on the pink butt plug before going down on Denise, one hand still working her cunt with the vibe as Devin's lips closed around her clit. Denise immediately tensed underneath her as her legs stiffened and she felt a rush of blood to her pussy. As she attended to business between Denise's legs, Devin also managed to push a hand underneath her ass, Denise swiveling her hips to accommodate her. She had no idea what Devin was doing, but it felt so damn good, she didn't care. With the thick, black vibe working her pussy and Devin's mouth eating her clit, Denise didn't know there were any other feelings possible, until she was aware of her butt cheeks being roughly pushed apart. It did not feel unpleasant, just strange.



Then Devin came up to Denise's ass and used her tongue to spread Denise's asshole as she let go of the vibe, leaving it to hum impatiently on the bedspread. Then she put her mouth back on Denise's clit and used two hands to suddenly push the little pink plug into Denise's ass.



"Oh god, my ass, you're putting something... in my ass?"



Denise was just jacking Aaron off, now, her breathing all over the place. She expertly twisted his cock one way, then another, Aaron's eyes closed in ecstasy as he concentrated on the wet, warm sounds of her fingers working his shaft.



"Do you want me to stop, slut?" Devin teased, as she slowly turned the base of the plug around and around inside Denise's ass. She was kneeling there, now, her tongue licking and sucking at her pussy as the plug did its own job above her.



"N-no..." Denise moaned, loving how full she felt. "Keep going, whatever you're doing, keep going."



"You said it."



Denise tilted her hips to allow the plug deeper access then, when it was fully in, Devin gave it a little tap, which sent a ripple of pleasure shooting through Denise's lower body. Not wanting to leave anything wanting, Devin picked up the vibrator and placed it back at the entrance to Denise's cunt, before pushing it deep up insider her, as her mouth returned to Denise's clit. Devin fell into a steady rhythm - thrusting the vibrator in and out of Denise's pussy, biting and squeezing her clit, and occasionally flicking the plug in her ass. To Denise, it was an assault on the senses; she didn't know where to focus herself, every single sensation felt so well.



She tried to return her attention to Aaron, who was now jerking himself off, fast and frenetic, his giant cock engorged and heavy, his fist moving madly up and down his shaft, his head tilted back in pure, unrivaled, ecstasy.



"I'm gonna cum quick," he panted. "I'm gonna cum so hard and quick, all across your tits, baby, all across your face, your mouth, your lips, your hair, your gorgeous, fucking tits...watch, here, get here, oh god, oh my fucking GOD!!"



And he exploded. With his hand moving so fast, the first wave sprayed itself across Denise's jaw, her neck, her shoulder. He couldn't control his cock, it was jerking everywhere. Aaron gripped himself, feeling the next spasm thunder down through his belly and surge up his shaft. He turned his hips and pointed his cock right over Denise's tits as ropes of sticky cum shot out, violently, landing all across her breasts, her belly, her face, his pained roar filling the room like a beast on the verge of the ultimate victory.



Eventually, he felt his body relax, his eyes focusing on the beautiful sight of his wife's prone body covered in his warm, soft cum. He rubbed it into her skin, stroking rivulets of it over her nipples, flicking them into life. Then he drew lines in the stickiness and lifted his fingers to her mouth so she could lick them clean as she fought against her own, urgent desires, now more desperate than any time before. Feeling Aaron cum all over her - the rawness of it - was sending Denise over the edge. The little plug was filling her up her ass and the vibrator was so big and thick up inside her cunt, as Devin thrust it in and out of her with such deliberate ferocity, Denise wasn't sure she'd be able to withstand the force of the climax she knew was heading her way.



With one hand still nestling against her husband, his softening cock just inches from her face, Denise moved so he could support her. Her orgasm arrived like a freight train, and she couldn't even speak as all the breath was sucked out of her lungs, Devin slamming the vibrator up inside her one final time and keeping it there, jammed hard against her G-spot, Devin's tongue pressed firmly down upon her clit.



Denise's body shook with a tremor so hard, Aaron could feel everything inside her go rigid. Then, a few moments later, she relaxed a little and reached down to slide the vibrator out of her pussy. Devin removed her soaking mouth from Denise's clit and began to rub the inside of her thighs in long, swift strokes, as though trying to light a fire with friction alone. As Aaron bent down to kiss his wife, he could hear her whimpering like an injured animal. In that moment, he felt so protective, so proud, and so full of love for her, he thought he would burst.



They kissed, lightly and slowly for a few seconds, before Aaron felt a sudden, violent shift beneath him. Staring at her face, he could see Denise's eyes wide open in, he didn't know what it was, shock? From her lips, a guttural moan emerged that was so primeval, so terrifying, Aaron panicked before he realized what was happening.



Looking down, he saw that Devin had gone back to work on Denise, licking her all over with an animal passion that nobody had a hope of stopping. She was very forceful, in total control, her hands pressed down on Denise's belly, pinning her to the bed. Devin licked, flicked and sucked with her mouth and, with her fingers, fucked Denise's cunt, three at a time, hooking her like a fish on bait. There was no rhythm, rhyme or reason to Devin's assault, just all the rules of desire coming completely undone.



"Ohhh! Oh FUCK!" Denise screamed.



There was no-one else around, no-one to complain, no-one to give a damn, except her. She wanted to cum and she was going to cum loud.



"Fuck, I'm CUMMING, oh my god, Aaron! Fuck me, oh Jesus, I need you to fuck me, too, Aaron! Fuck my pussy, fuck my ass. I'm cumming again, I'm cumming again, baby, oh BABY, PLEASE!"



"You heard her!" Devin cried, lifting herself up and glaring at Aaron. "Fuck her! Fuck her now! What are you waiting for?"



"Fuck me! FUCK ME!" Denise was still screaming, as Devin continued to finger-fuck her cunt, four fingers now, she was tearing that pussy up. "Don't stop! Don't stop! Oh GOD! Devin, Devin, Aaron! FUCK ME!"



She was bucking so hard, her muscles spasming, her final climax surely just moments away, as Aaron stepped quickly to where Devin was crouched, and pulled her away. Taking her place, Aaron leaned in and grabbed the massive vibrator, switching it to the max and thrusting it mercilessly up inside Denise's cunt. Ramming it in and out of her as she writhed and twisted beneath him, Devin moved to the other end and held Denise's shoulders down, her breasts hanging heavy over Denise's face, as her second orgasm finally took hold, paralyzing her with its power, her hips thrusting up towards the ceiling as Aaron held the vibe deep up inside her, his mouth on her clit, lapping up her cum as she flooded over him, her head dizzy, her whole body now floating above her as her climax shuddered and trembled out of her.



At last, she allowed herself to fall, Devin's warm tits brushing against her lips, the faint smell of her sweat mixing with the heady scent their sex. She felt Aaron gently stroke her whole pussy, calming it down, his fingers tracing lines in her cum, as he'd done with his own, his tongue trying to lick up as much as possible before Denise closed her legs in mute satisfaction, not sure if she'd ever feel something as powerful, as destructive, ever again.



Above her, Devin bent down and kissed her gently on the lips.



"Good?" she asked, already knowing the answer.



Denise just stared up into Devin's face, wondering how on earth they'd been lucky enough to happen across this magical creature. Preparing to get showered, Devin stepped back around the bed and gently turned Denise onto her side.



"Best not forget this little puppy..." she purred, sliding the butt plug out of Denise's ass, causing another, low moan of satisfaction.



"That is one pet I'm glad we could show a home to." Aaron winked, as Denise smiled back at him, not wanting this dream to end.