The Island – Part Eight (MMF, Bi, cum, anal, Cuckold)

The day after his creamy dessert, Scott awoke in bed. As he ran his tongue over his lips, he would still taste Paul’s dried cum. He’d left it on his face as a sign of respect and devotion to Rachel and Paul. Beside him, Rachel slept soundly.

In the back of his mind, Scott wondered if she was already pregnant with Paul’s baby, but knew they wouldn’t find out for another few weeks. Regardless of the answer, he knew it would not change anyone’s behavior, she would continue to be a depraved slut for Paul.

Today, Paul said they were going to have a sunset cocktail party out on the pier.

Everyone spent the day lounging by the pool, reading books and relaxing. Scott fought the urge to kneel in front of Paul again and swallow his cum, knowing that Paul had something special in mind for Rachel. From her lounge chair, Rachel watched her husband gaze at the bulge in Paul’s swim trunks, sensing the thoughts running through his head.

That evening, Paul delivered a clothing box to their room. After leaving it, Paul left to prepare appetizers and drinks for the impending cocktail party. As Scott looked on, Rachel slowly opened the box and gasped. Inside was a beauty, high fashion cocktail dress. As she examined it, it appeared to be custom made and just her size.

“How…what…this is gorgeous!” She held it up for Scott, who immediately noticed it was quite short.

As she held it up, she suddenly had a twinkle in her eye. She walked over to the end table and retrieved a black Sharpie marker. “Scott, I need your help.”

A half hour later, Paul sat on the pier enjoying a scotch, wondering where Scott and Rachel were. He’d told them to arrive about fifteen minutes ago, and this was the first time they were ever late. He passively wondered whether his commands were losing their power.

But he heard a sound behind and turned to find Rachel and Scott walking down the pier. Rachel looked absolutely amazing, the cocktail dress fit her like a glove. Her long smooth legs looked muscular as she walked on tall heels, the gentle click-click signaling her arrival. She’s was wearing a small black choker, with her hair straight down her back. She looked magnificent.

As she strolled confidently up to Paul, he took her hand and let her slowly spin around and show off her entire body. He was stunned, Rachel looked like a work of art. Scott stood by, trying to hide his smile. Rachel and him had a secret, but that was for the future.

Throughout drinks and appetizers, Paul couldn’t help but stare at Rachel’s beautiful form and figure. He’d ordered the dress the moment she stepped onto the Island for just such an occasion. Obviously his estimated measurements were right, because Rachel looked like she had been sewn into the dress.

As they watched the sun go down, Scott held Rachel’s hand. He had never been happier and for the first time, realized that he loved both of the individuals standing next to him. It wasn’t just lust, Paul was a good man to them both and would always protect them.

After dinner, they strolled back towards the house. Paul walked with Rachel, holding her hand under the arm, and Scott walked a few feet behind. Scott’s smile grew and grew as he wondered whether Paul would like the surprise.

As they walked into the living room, Paul turned on the glass fire place and sat in a nearby chair. Without a word, Rachel stood directly in front of him, her eyes locked on his. She spread her legs a few feet apart, revealing the clear lines of pussy juice that had been running down her thighs for the last half hour.

Scott walked up behind her, and obediently unzipped the cocktail dress, which still clung to his wife’s body. Rachel slowly peeled the dress off, revealing her collar bone, then her cleavage, and then…

Paul gasped, he had never expected this. He stared in fascination, a smile washing over his face. He looked up at Scott, laughing as he stood up to examine Rachel more closely.

Rachel and Scott has covered the entire area of her body covered by the cocktail dress in depraved messages. As Rachel dropped the dress to the floor, Rachel’s was an essay in filth and kink.

Across her tits, it read “fuck my little slut body.”

Across her lower stomach: “Your Womb, Own Me.”

Across her ass cheeks: “punish my ass, I’m your cumdump.”

Across her neckline: “go ahead…choke me.”

On the inside of her thighs: “this is your cunt…fill it to the brim.”

As Paul examines her body, he marveled at the depravity of the messages and how hard it made his cock. He knew Scott had written many of these, and could see the precum stains on the man’s pants. Scott had loved every minute of it.

As Paul watched, Rachel reached into her handbag and pulled out two stockings. She stepped out of her heels, and slowly rolling the stockings up to her thighs. She stood before him, her body covered in filth, like a little fuckdoll ready to be used.

Seeing this, Paul lost control. He threw Rachel down on the couch onto her hands and knees, and pulled his thick cock out of his pants. He grabbed her hips and pulled her towards him, her ass high in the air. Gripping her ass cheeks, he buried his tongue in her sweaty asshole, feeling her writhe under his touch. His large thumb danced over her hard and erect clit, making her moan into the couch cushions. They were like animals possessed, totally focused on their lust.

Scott watched on, eventually pulling his own cock out and stroking it. He’d never seen his wife like this and he loved it.

After Rachel had squirted all over his shirt while his tongue was in her ass, Paul pulled his tongue out and caught his breath. Before he could speak, Rachel’s hands gripped his head and she buried her tongue in his mouth. There were no limits tonight, things would be dirty. Rachel kissed him deeply, trying to taste her own flavor on his lips.

Pushing her away, Paul returned Rachel to a kneeling position and loudly spit directly onto her waiting asshole. She winked it at him, inviting the massive head of cock. Paul gripped his cock, looked over at Scott and smiled, and then began slowly pushing it in. At first, there was the usual resistance, until that moment when “pop” the head of his cock sank past her asshole and she gasped.

As she slowly relaxed, Paul began thrusting with longer and longer strokes, bouncing his heavy balls against her sopping wet pussy. She moaned and gasped, the low guttural sounds of a woman being assfucked. Paul spread her asscheeks, driving himself deeper and deeper.

As Paul looked over, he could sense Scott was about to fall over the proverbial edge and cum. “Scott, we need some lube, mind contributing yours?” Scott looked on, not believing his ears, “are you sure?” he asked. Paul nodded and Scott approached, stroking his cock as he kneeled over Rachel’s rippling ass.

Scott moaned as his cock shot cum directly at the top of her ass crack, thick white ropes pooling in the small of her back. Scott moaned at the sight, so overjoyed to see his little wife get used. After almost a dozen pulses, he stepped back, watching the rutting lovers.

Paul grabbed Rachel’s hips and slightly arched her back, causing the puddle of cum to begin crawling down her asscrack, just above his thrusting cock. Finally, Scott saw the exact moment his cum met Paul’s cock, and then watched in awe as Paul caught it with the head of his cock and fucked Scott’s cum right into Rachel’s ass. Rachel moaned at the almost frictionless connection between their bodies as Paul’s used Scott’s cum to fuck her.

Eventually, Paul had fucked almost every drop of Scott’s cum into Rachel and picked up speed as he neared orgasm. Letting out his own moan, Paul pushed himself all the way into Rachel, his cock filling her bowels with his warm seed. As that sensation overwhelmed her, Rachel also came, dripping down onto the couch cushions.

As their orgasms subsided, Paul’s stayed in Rachel’s cum-filled ass, enjoying the sensation almost too much to leave. Eventually he pulled out of her, his cock leaving her asshole gaped with cum leaking out.

“I loved my surprise, don’t ever hesitate to show initiative like that again.”

Scott watched Rachel’s ass slowly close, his mouth watering. “Go ahead Scott, I think Rachel needs you to clean her up…but only with your mouth.”

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