Have you ever had that feeling that you are not really there? You mentally know you are, but you feel detatched like you are just an observer? Well that was the feeling I had at that moment. My brain was screaming in rage and jealousy. I had just watched my beautiful wife, a woman who had never given me the least hint that she could be a wild child, behave like a complete whore. The scene was even more surreal in that I was lay in the arms of a strange woman, who seemed to be caring for me like a wife would do, gentle kisses, soft caresses and soothing whispers, whilst my real wife lay in wanton post orgasmic abandon filled with another man's sperm not three feet away.
I should have been angry, but the rage inside had a very sexual edge to it, frankly all I wanted was to fuck someone. Despite what had just happened, Molly's gentle fingers had elicited a very definite response as my cock was standing proud and engorged the skin stretched like a drum head. I couldn't muster anything like the size of Des' monster appendage, but the gentle 'oohs' and gasps in my ear told me Molly was not exactly disappointed.
Paul was the first to move. I had almost forgotten he was there so quiet was he. He removed his suit jacket and carefully folded it and placed it on the dressing table chair. All heads turned to watch him. He seemed oblivious to everyone else in the room as with slow deliberate movements he removed his shoes, socks and then after placing them under the chair, unbuttoned his shirt.
Within a minute he was naked save for a shiny metallic looking pair of briefs, a most unexpected look for a man, but what was most striking and frankly shocking was his whole torso was covered in tattoos.
Paul hooked his fingers into his briefs and slowly pulled them down his legs. What sprang out can only be described as totally bizarre. His cock and balls were black. Not the warm brown black of black men, but a blue/grey black of tattooists ink. The head of his cock was tattooed with a snake head complete with two bright green eyes. Although not fully erect, his cock was also nothing to ridicule as it stood just a bit longer than my own but marginally thicker.
Molly leaned forward and whispered in my ear, "His wife is dominatrix. She is also a very, very good tattoo artist and a lesbian to boot". I turned to look at her in disbelief. "Honestly", she said "they have been married years and have never had sex, well not vaginal sex anyway. They have two kids, both conceived by Paul wanking off and then the old turkey baster trick".
"Jesus" I muttered. Molly just raised her eyebrows and gave me a peck on the lips.
Sharon had rolled onto her side, her head propped on an elbow. There was a look of pure triumph on her face. She looked me straight in the eye an eye now filled with fire "if you think that was my revenge, think again because I'm not finished with him, nodding in Des' direction, of him, motioning to Paul" then with a slight smile breaking across her face she added "And maybe even you" indicating me, or was it Molly she was addressing?
Des looked full of energy, shifting his weight from one foot to the other, "Look ladies this is all very touching, but I don't know about you, but I'm here to fuck, now Pete are you going to use that hard on and fuck your wife or are you going to screw Molly?"
Molly tightened her grip on me, "Stay with me lover" she whispered and as if to mark her possession she gave my cock a gentle squeeze.
Des was already hard again and was gently wanking his cock. He looked down at Sharon, "Seems like it you and me again then love".
Sharon grinned at him "Oh I think I can manage that" she replied "Not had a massive cock for many years, I'd forgotten how much fun they are, but god, can you take it a bit slower I'm aching down there already. He banged me earlier", nodding at me "and then you have just ploughed my womb to where my stomach should be. It hurt like hell, but fuck me it felt so good, I have never cum that hard before, ever".
"Glad to have been of service ma'am", quipped Des as he climbed onto the bed next to Sharon. "Shall we".
He lay back his ridiculously large penis bobbing in time with his heartbeat. Sharon threw a leg over his immense thighs and taking hold of his cock guided it to her entrance.
"This is for her", she exclaimed "Now see how it feels to know the one you love is enjoying the pleasure of another, at least you know all about this, I had no fucking idea!. and with that she sank herself full length, no preamble, straight down onto him.
Molly moved to face me and took my face in her hands. She kissed me lightly and stroked my cheek with the side of her thumb. "I don't like seeing people humiliated", she said "That was just cruel, what she just said. I think you should have a bit of fun too, don't you".
I nodded stupidly looking into those dark brown eyes. Molly moved in for a proper kiss which I willingly joined her in. Our lips met. I felt her suck my bottom lip into her mouth and gently bite, her tongue running across it. I responded by pushing my tongue into her open mouth and flicking it around her tongue. We both sighed into each others mouths as our passion built. I ran my hands over her body, lightly fingers tracing her curves, following the creases in her skin until I found her breasts. I flicked my thumbs backwards and forwards across her nipples which hardened instantly. Breaking the kiss I lowered my head kissing down he throat until I reached her cleavage and then across the soft flesh of her breast before taking her nipple into my mouth. I sucked gently, then hard, then nibbled her bud. He breathing became ragged and she cradled my head to her as though suckling a child.
I felt rather than saw her lay backwards fully onto the bed and she pulled me up to kiss me again. "You can always do that on my clit", she sighed. No more invitation was needed as I kissed down her body until I got to her shaven pubic mound. Using my hands I parted her soft fleshy folds exposing the fuschia pink interior. Her sighs told me I was doing something right, so tracing the line of her outer lips with my tongue, I reached the bright pink bud of pleasure that is the clitoris. I lapped at it gently, then a little more firmly until I heard a small gasp. Encouraged I placed my lips over it and sucked the bud into my mouth whilst running my tongue over the hardening bean. Molly let out a loud groan, "Oh yes she gasped, just like that"
I took that as a sign not to change anything, and carried on sucking and licking increasing the pressure just a little. As I was getting into a rhythm I gently inserted a finger into her passage feeling for her rough front vaginal flesh. I found it with ease and the cry she made as I stroked it told me I was in the right place. I now introduced a second finger and being able now to reach deeper, started a curled finger "come hither" motion in time with my sucking and licking on her clit. That was enough, her breathing became rapid, shallow, hesitant. Moans and sighs spilled from her lips. Her vaginal walls began to automatically contract and release and I knew her orgasm was close. Suddenly it was there, a high pitch wail came from deep in her throat. Her hands were in my hair forcing my face hard against her pussy from which fluids were freely flowing over my hand. Her body stiffened and bucked as she started to thrash into her climax. I had a hell of a job to stay with her through it, but managed to taking my cues from her movements. The orgasm carried on and on. She cried and wailed, gasped and groaned and finally she was through it even though her body continued to twitch spasmodically.
When she could open her eyes again, she looked at me, then over to Sharon, in her own passionate situation, "Oh my god", she said "you are sooo fucking good at that. That was absolutely awesome. God girl you have one skilled pussy licker here. Despite what he's done, and might I add your doing now, he's a definite keeper".
Sharon looked over briefly "Oh I know, it's just a shame he fucked us up, but maybe we can make something out of his mess".
"You heard her baby, work at it huh". she winked at me, "right you I haven't finished with you and I have a surprise for you".
I was ready to fuck this gorgeous sexy siren, but intrigued too. I didn't have long to wait to find out what was going to happen. |
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