James had a thing for petit women. The kind that you could hoist up and fuck against a wall or spin upside down while standing up and 69. Someone you could carry up the stairs and throw into the bed.
But his wife, Olivia, was not his type. She was tall, thick and curvy. She had the body of Ashley Graham, which was beautiful nonetheless, but still, when you have a type, you have a type.
One afternoon, Olivia caught James looking at a woman in the mall. Seemed like the woman had the same taste as Olivia, so they found each other in the same stores a few times.
“You like her?” Olivia finally asked.
Scott felt put on the spot. They’d never discussed this sort of thing before.
“Uh, what? What are you talking about?” He said.
“That skinny girl over there. You like her.”
“Like her? I … I don’t even know her. What are you talking –”
“Look, I’m not stupid,” Olivia said. “I love you and you love me, but it’s obvious I’m not your type, physically, and that’s okay.”
“Okay …” Scott said, not wanting to purger himself.
“Go talk to her. If you can convince her to fuck you, you can have yourself a hall pass.”
“What? Why are you doing this?” He asked.
“Because to be honest, you’re not my type either,” she said. “And I have an itch you just can’t scratch, which means if I have an itch, you must, too. And we’ve never talked about it before. So, let’s talk about it now. I want to fuck this guy from work. He’s dumber than a stack of rocks, but Jesus H fucking Christ, he is beautiful. Hispanic. So, what do you say?”
Scott smirked and stepped aside, walking over to the petit woman in the store.
“Hi,” he said to the woman. “I’m Scott and I just … this might sound strange, but I noticed you and had to come over and say hello.”
“Hi,” she said. “I’m Jessie.”
They spoke briefly, he introduced Jessie to Olivia and explained that they had recently decided to have an open marriage in an effort to spice things up. And if she was interested, he’d love to have her company.
The truth was, watching her husband flirt so boldly in front of her caused her to get very, very wet. It was a turn on she hadn’t expected.
“So you want to fuck me?” Jessie said. “Okay. Here’s the catch. Everyone has their kinks, right? Well … mine is simple. I want your wife to watch.”
Scott shot Olivia a look. Olivia shrugged, turned on by the whole prospect.
With that, the three of them stormed out of the mall and Jessie followed them to their nearby home.
Once inside, Scott wasted no time shoving Jessie into the wall and pressing his mouth into hers. He fondled her petit, perky A cup breasts, or at least whatever there was to fondle.
She moaned with pleasure as her pussy became wetter and wetter, soaking through her panties.
Olivia watched, in awe of her husband moving so aggressively on this petit young woman.
Scott ripped at her shirt, pulling it off and throwing to the floor. Given that Jessie was so petit, she had no use for a bra, so her breasts immediately became exposed. She had a flat stomach, abs visible.
“Oh, fuck,” Scott said as he sized her up. He unzipped her pants and pushed them to her ankles. Jessie had also forgone underwear, so her giant bush was exposed for all to see.
She stepped out of her pants and walked over to the sofa, bending over, giving Scott and Olivia a few of her waxed pussy lips and asshole.
Scott licked his lips as he marched towards her. Olivia stood back in the foyer, watching, rubbing herself all over. Desperate to undress and masturbate.
Scott shoved Jessie onto the sofa and crawled on top of her.
“Your cock,” Jessie said. “I need to suck it.”
He propped her head against the back of the sofa and shoved his erection into her mouth. Her eyes grew wide as he pushed past the point of no return. Tears, black from mascara, ran down her cheeks.
“Yes,” he heard Olivia moan from the foyer.
He ignored her and kept going, fucking Jessie’s mouth until she spat and gagged and a bit of drool ran down her chin.
Scott scooped it up and dangled the stream of saliva over his cock, letting Jessie lick it up.
In the background, a zipper unzipped. He glanced backwards and found Olivia, with her thick thighs and neatly trimmed bush, walking towards the chair in the living room. She sat and put her legs up on the coffee table.
“That’s so hot,” Jessie said in between breaths from having Scott’s cock jammed into her tight little mouth.
“How old are you?” Scott asked.
“Twenty,” Jessie said.
He smirked and before she could ask the same question, he slid his cock into her mouth, letting her slurp all of the saliva off of it.
“36,” he said.
Jessie nodded as she masturbated. Olivia watched her and mimicked her moves, sliding two fingers inside of her own tight cunt.
Scott pulled his dripping cock from her mouth and slid down, kissing her neck, sucking her nipples, running his tongue along her abdominal muscles until he finally got to her thick bush. He tongued that, too, working his way closer and closer to her sopping wet pussy.
“Jesus,” he said, remarking at her young pink twat. “So tight.”
Jessie pulled her fingers from herself and handed them to Scott, which he sucked on.
“You taste so good. So … young.”
He went down on her, making Jessie moan and groan and writhe on the sofa where they sat every day. Their sofa would now smell like another woman.
He hoisted her hips up into the air, exposing her little pink asshole, and ran his tongue up and down that, too.
Olivia loved when he ate her asshole. She loved how dirty it felt.
“Yes,” Olivia groaned. “Tongue her asshole.”
Scott looked back at Olivia, her shirt was off. Her large breasts bounced up and down as she passionately rubbed her clit.
“How fucking hot is she?” Scott asked of Jessie.
“So hot.”
While Scott ate Jessie’s pussy, Jessie watched Olivia masturbate, shoving fingers inside of herself, tasting them all the while.
“Oh god, I’m gonna cum,” Olivia groaned as her pussy sprayed a torrent of liquid across the hardwood floor.
Jessie gasped. “You can squirt? So fucking hot!”
“Shut up,” Scott said, pressing his hands over Jessie’s mouth.
Jessie could taste her pussy on his fingers. She licked them.
“Lick my clit, baby,” Jessie whispered.
Scott focused on her clit while a finger of his found its way inside of her anus. She tightened up, not expecting that, but relishing in the feeling nonetheless.
“I’m cumming,” Jessie grunted as Scott tongued her clit and lips faster and faster.
“Yessss, oh god, I’m cumming!!” Jessie shrieked.
Olivia had begun to masturbate again, too, and was also close to cumming.
“Tell me when you cum,” Olivia said.
“Now!” Jessie hollered. “OH GOD FUCK I’M CUMMING!”
Olivia and Jessie came together, howling and screaming the entire time.
After they finished, Scott hoisted Jessie into the air, like he’d always fantasized, and spun her around.
“Fuck me,” Jessie shouted.
Scott pressed himself into her pussy and thrusted, gripping onto her hips.
“Oh my god, you’re so deep,” Jessie shouted.
Scott slapped her ass and thrusted harder, deeper than he thought he could ever go. Olivia watched, moaning with delight as she masturbated for a third time. The chair she sat in was drenched with squirt. Her legs glistened from being sprayed.
“Turn around,” Scott said.
Jessie relocated to the other side of the sofa, facing Olivia.
Scott locked eyes with his wife and smiled. Olivia rubbed her clit while Scott fucked a stranger in front of her.
“Cum inside of me!” Jessie shrieked as she trembled on the verge of another orgasm. “I want your husband to cum in my pussy!”
“Me, too” Olivia moaned as her long brown hair fell over her chest.
Scott fingered Jessie’s little asshole, pressing his finger deep into her while thrusting his cock into her.
“I’m gonna cum!” He shouted.
“I can feel it. I can feel you swelling,” Jessie grunted. “Cum in me. Please! Soak my cunt with cum!”
He thrusted harder, grunting, sweating, shouting until he released his seed, spilling days worth of cum inside of her young little pussy.
Out of breath, he removed himself from her and collapsed on the sofa.
“Come here,” Jessie said to Olivia. “Get under me.”
Olivia squatted down underneath Jessie, who squatted over Olivia’s open mouth.
“Taste his cum,” Jessie said as she squeezed every ounce of jizz from her cunt into Oliva’s open mouth. “Good girl,” Jessie said. “Don’t swallow all of it. I want a taste.”
Jessie slid down and locked lips with Olivia, slurping his salty jizz out of Olivia’s mouth and into her own. They made out, ferociously, until Scott found himself with another hard on. He started to masturbate as the two women made intense love.
“I want to taste your squirt,” Jessie said. “Can you do it again?”
“Uh-huh,” Olivia said.
They repositioned, Jessie lying flat on the floor, Olivia kneeling over her open mouth, masturbating, rubbing her clit.
“Finger me,” Olivia said.
Jessie slid two fingers inside of Olivia and pressed them deep into her cunt.
“God yes, just like that.”
Olivia rubbed her clit harder and harder, bringing herself closer and closer to another orgasm while Jessie did the same thing.
Scott walked around to the other side and locked eyes with Olivia as she brought herself to orgasm for a fourth time.
“I’m cumming! Open your mouth you little slut!” Olivia shouted.
Jessie followed orders, opening her mouth as wide as possible.
“OH GOD OH GOD HERE I CUM! I’M GONNA SQUIRT OH GODDDD!”
With that, Olivia gushed a stream of liquid directly out of her vagina into the waiting mouth of Jessie.
“Oh Christ,” Scott said, stepping forward and ejaculating on his wife’s face without even needing to ask.
His cum splashed onto her face and ran down her breasts, dripping onto the face of Jessie, who lay, trembling with orgasm, soaking wet.
“That was amazing,” Jessie whispered in disbelief. “Amazing.”
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