By: BansheeMagee
His fingers grasped me from behind, wrapping their way around my breasts, slipping around my hardened nipples. He could tell that I was enjoying it, and his warm lips planted softly on the smooth flesh of my neck. I flicked my gaze towards my husband who was sitting naked on the couch, slowly stroking himself as he watched me.
Behind me, my lover’s hands cascaded down my sides, flooding uncontrollably towards my hips. He had been wanting this for forever, and the way his thumbs sunk into the seams of my tights, I knew I had a lion that was ready to pounce. He guided my pants to the floor, and his fingertips slid their way up my legs.
He stopped at the base of my ass, and just to entice him more, I shook it for him teasingly. He responded with a kiss, and a light smack upon my olive shaded flesh as he rose back to his full height. He left my blue laced panties undisturbed, but raced the calloused palms of his hands underneath my shirt and up my spine. I tingled with excitement!
My husband’s cock was thick and full in his grip on the couch. This whole matter was so morally wrong, but so wickedly delightful.
My shirt lifted off my body with ease, my lover’s lips touching my flesh as I now stood against the kitchen counter in just my blue lace undergarments. I moved my ass against his jeans, and felt the hardened shaft press into me.
As if the buckle of my bra was but a sliding lid on a water bottle, my lover unfastened the garment with ease. His fingers flicked away the straps from my shoulders, and my full breasts were finally freed. It was my turn now.
I shot my dark eyes at my husband as my bra fell to the floor. There was a grin on my face, and I felt as if I were both a wife and a mistress. He would join my lover and I later, but for now, I was free from our wedding vows and could roam and play.
I spun around to face my lover, his shimmering blue eyes like sparkling ice. A fire flickering in the face of a glacier, locking deeply with mine. I jumped into his lips, the tingling sensation of my hardened nipples touching lightly against his bare chest.
Falling to my knees, I tore away his belt and unfastened his jeans. The bulge beneath his pants hung like a forbidden fruit, and once revealed, I slid my lips around it; savoring it’s taste…loving it’s flavor. He was much bigger than my husband, thicker in my mouth as well, but I’ll never tell.
As my head moved along his hardened manhood, I could feel it throbbing along my tongue, and I flashed my eyes up at him. He stared down at me with a dominating glare…a pleasurable glint.
I envisioned my husband, stroking himself on the couch and seeing my lover looking down at me. I knew my husband couldn’t see me below the counter, so his imagination would paint the scene for him. But as I stared up at my lover, pulling out his cock and running my tongue around its thickened tip, I was all his and he was all mine.
Enough was finally enough, it was time to let my lover invade my kingdom like a conquering king. I got up from the floor, locking myself tightly against his lips, pretending I could resist just to entice him more. This would be the first time in a decade that a new rogue would be in my inner palace, and I wanted him at his strongest measure.
We kissed passionately for a few seconds, tongues dancing lively. With one hand, I took hold of his firmest part, and leaned back against the kitchen counter. I used the tip of his cock to shove aside the thin layer of underwear from the front of my womanly gates.
My lover charged forward, and my body welcomed him into me. I could hear my husband sigh his delight at watching me, but his tone was but a distant whisper of a breeze to me.
Deeper my lover’s cock shoved into me, and my breath gasped in sinful delight! I needed more, his full length, so I pushed him back for a moment and he understood perfectly. The blue lace panties slid to the floor, and I stood before him in my barest form.
His eyes devoured me hungrily. I could tell he wasn’t going to last long, and that notion made me feel strong! I wanted to see my husband’s reaction though, so I turned towards the living room and felt the lion behind me clasp his heavy hands around my slender waist.
Deeply my lover pounded me, as my eyes locked with my husband’s, and his hardened spear thrusted wildly into me. My husband stroked faster, and faster. His dick looked bigger than it had ever been in a long time.
My lover was conquering me slowly, and when I felt his massive hand take hold of my long dark hair, I knew I wouldn’t be able to resist his invasion much longer.
That flooding sensation that makes all the nerves in my body numb, rushed through me. I cried out in pleasure as I my knees went weak. At the same moment, the lion behind me removed his spear and I felt the warm gush of his enjoyment spill across my back. I looked quickly at my husband, as I fell onto my elbows on the counter, and saw his explosion as well. We were all wickedly delighted, and that was just the first instance that night.
In the morning, I woke up in-between two firm bodies. I had never experienced such a night! My head laid against my husband’s chest, and my lover’s manhood pressed firmly against my ass. It was like a dream, but I heard my lover’s phone buzzing to remind me it was real.
My lover rolled to the nightstand beside him, as my husband woke up and kissed my lips so passionately.
“Mom and dad are on their way.” My lover said.
“Okay.” My husband answered.
“So, they’ll be here in about an hour or so?” I asked them both.
“Yeah, probably closer to two hours since it’s Thanksgiving.” My lover replied.
I smiled and lifted myself onto my knees between them. I glanced at them both, and took their cocks in my hands.
“So, we’ve got time for a quickie then!”
They looked at each other…and smiled.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/rzgxax/wicked_sinners_mfm