“Yes…” I hiss, raking my nails through his hair. I dig my heels into the soft mattress and push myself at him.
“I knew a sexy woman like you would be shaved,” Mateo says, grinning up from between my thighs.
“It’s a special night,” I moan.
“Yes, it is,” he agrees.
“You just keep getting hotter, Carol,” Noah chimes in.
Mateo’s tongue dances inside me, flickers over my clit like a candle flame. I was already so aroused by the boys that Mateo has me close to coming very quickly—embarrassingly quickly. I’m soaked, and I can hear the soft, wet sucking sounds of my pussy being licked over my own labored breathing. I hear voices murmuring in the background, but I don’t care what they’re saying about me. I only care about Mateo’s mouth on my pussy.
My glasses are lifted from my face and my eyes flutter open. Conner is there, kneeling beside us on the bed. He has a warm washcloth and he wipes Noah’s cum from my face. It’s a sweet moment in the middle of a hot, dirty night. Once he’s cleaned me, he leans down and kisses me tenderly, respectfully. I love his earnest kisses and how it feels when he lovingly strokes my cheek.
The kiss is broken when I tear my mouth from Conner’s to wail. Mateo has me coming and the pleasure flowing though my body is so intense. I buck my hips at him and he holds me fast, his tongue working my clit.
“Oh…my…god…mmmm” I cry, arching my hips off the bed.
“That’s it beautiful, come for me, show me your passion, Carol,” Mateo says, smiling up from between my thighs. Two fingers are buried in my wet cunt, massaging my g-spot and extending my pleasure.
The room isn’t quiet any longer. I can’t stop moaning as Mateo worships my pussy. Conner lowers his lips to my breasts, hungrily sucking my nipples, kicking my pleasure into the next gear. I’m on fire from the guys’ attention. I feel myself losing control. I know I’ll let the guys do whatever they want with me.
“Yeah, you like that, don’t you, honey?” It’s Noah.
He’s kneeling on my other side, his cock near my face. He strokes my hair while smiling down at me. I nod and stare back at him helplessly.
“We’re gonna fuck you silly tonight. John told us everything you like, Carol. We’re going to take good care of you.”
Noah produces a blindfold from behind his back. They’re from the bedroom toy bag John had brought. I’d left it out for when we came back to the room. I never anticipated we’d be coming back with company.
“This looks fun to play with,” Noah says.
“Wait…I don’t know…” I moan.
Noah’s cock brushes my cheek when he leans over me. I like it when John blindfolds me and we play fantasy games, but I don’t know about using it with the guys, though. It feels dangerous, and that both thrills and frightens me. Noah isn’t done. While he’s bent over me, he slips the blindfold over my eyes, plunging me into darkness. Now I’m really scared.
“Noah…please…”
Even I know my moaning protest sounds like encouragement, and maybe it is. I can’t fully understand everything I’m feeling in that moment. But before I can say any more, I feel a cock—I’m sure it’s Noah’s—dragging across my face, draping over my cheek and nose. I instinctively open my mouth and he slips it right in. I can’t protest anything now. I am truly at their mercy. My fear morphs into excitement. I almost climax a second time.
Mateo bends my legs back further, and it’s feeling crowded on the bed. The guys are all right on top of me. Noah feeds me his cock, Conner’s on my other side teasing my breasts, and Mateo’s tongue is taking long sweeps downward. It feels weird to have him licking down there. He must be confused—or maybe he’s just teasing me. I want his tongue back on my clit. His tongue slides lower and he spreads my cheeks.
I cry out, but it’s muffled by my mouthful of cock. I swear when Noah feels my exclamation he pushes even deeper into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat. I can’t think about that. I am totally focused on Mateo’s tongue rimming my asshole. It feels so strange. It’s so different to be licked there. It’s so sensitive and Mateo knows just how to use his tongue to stir all those dormant nerve endings. John would never go there, and I’d never ask him to. I’m embarrassed that Mateo is even back there, but as his tongue explores and presses, the strange tingling turns into intense, glowing pleasure. I can’t really describe it, but it makes me shake and twitch. And then his tongue pushes past my sphincter and I’m screaming around Noah’s cock.
I’m not an anal virgin. My ex would never consider it, but it was something I’d always been curious about. I’d read it could hurt and I’d read it could be amazing. I told John early on that I was curious, and he was happy to indulge me. He loved my ass and jumped at the chance to play with it. It did hurt at first when we first experimented, but once we got into the swing of things I learned to enjoy it. John put anal beads back there and pulled them out while we fucked. I came so hard! But anal takes planning, and over time we moved away from it. Having Mateo rim my ass brought all those forbidden cravings back.
Someone fingers me—I have no idea who—and his thumb on my clit takes me there once more. Three guys, six hands, two mouths, one cock. It’s too much attention for me. I twist away from Noah’s cock, freeing my mouth, and I howl, my second orgasm shattering my mind. I’m bucking on the bed, out of control, and the guys just keep working me. My orgasm seems to go on and on, and I swear I’ll never stop coming.
“Look at her, she’s out of her mind. She can’t get enough,” Noah says.
“She’s an incredible woman. You’re amazing, Carol,” Mateo says.
“God…” I gasp.
I get a short break while the guys discuss how to use me next. I could pull the blindfold off during this break, but it’s more exciting to leave it in place. I want to try and guess who is doing what to me. I jump when I’m touched again. I’m being kissed and I’m pretty sure it’s Mateo. His breath carries the antiseptic sting of vodka. He pulls me across the bed by my legs, and it feels like my butt is about to fall off the edge. My legs are lifted straight up and spread. A nice, thick cock spears me. I’m only sure it’s not Conner’s. I’m still afraid of that one.
“Oooo…god…” I moan as Noah or Mateo slides into me.
It’s not all about size, but my mystery lover is bigger than my husband, and he opens me up more than I’ve felt in years. I’m soaked, so he easily takes me regardless of his girth. My pussy clings to his thick piece of meat and grasps at it, my muscles trying to keep him inside me. He pulses inside me and he’s working his hips like a maestro, not just pounding away. This kid, I think I know which one, really knows how to fuck. When he pulls back, I raise my hips from the bed, pushing myself at him. I don’t care how wanton it looks. I want him back inside me. His grip tightens on my thighs and he plunges back in. I cry out.
“Oh damn…” Mateo groans, confirming my guess. “John man, you’re a lucky sonofabitch.”
“Carol’s a keeper,” my husband says. It’s the first I’ve heard his voice since all this started. I’m dying to know what he’s feeling. I bet he’s as overwhelmed as I am. I just hope he still thinks this was a good idea. He doesn’t sound upset, so that’s good, right?
“Fucking right, bro,” Noah says. It sounds like his voice is coming from above me on the bed. “Your wife is fucking hot.”
I clutch at the sheets and lift myself back at Mateo with every wonderful thrust. He’s showing both his power and control, and it’s driving me mad. I want to throw him onto the bed and ride him hard. But Mateo is in charge, and—for the moment—I belong to him. He can use me however he wants.
The bed shifts above me and a cock is pressed to my lips again, balls dragging on my cheek. I open wide and suck him in like the whore I am tonight. I find it very easy to play the whore for these sexy guys. Noah plugs his cock deep, pushing against the back of my throat and I’m already getting better at taking it without choking.
“You’ve got the best f
ucking mouth I’ve ever had, honey. This is why I love fucking MILFs. They know what they’re doing. Oh fuck!”
I’m a professional, accomplished woman, and yet I love being reduced to just being a MILF. I love knowing these young men see me that way and want me. I suck Noah harder and squeeze Mateo tighter in my cunt.
“Try this out, bro. It was in their bag of tricks with the blindfold,” Noah says.
“I love how kinky you are, Carol. You’re a fun chick, aren’t you?” Mateo says.
“Are you going to get in on this, bro?” Noah asks. I assume he means Conner. Maybe Conner is hanging back and watching with John. I don’t want Conner to just watch.
The bed shifts to my left and I blindly reach out until my hand closes around Conner’s giant cock. I stroke it vigorously and the jangle of my charm bracelet joins the chorus with the wet sucking sounds from my mouth and pussy. The hands of two different men play with my breasts—Conner gentle like a lover, Noah aggressive and teasing.
“Here we go,” Mateo says.
The buzzing tells me Noah has taken one of the toys from our bag. There are a couple it could be. I’d be embarrassed about some virtual stranger rooting through my bag of sex toys if I wasn’t being plugged by two virtual strangers at the moment. Mateo takes the vibrator and presses it to my pussy, right where his cock is plunging into me. It vibrates right through the hood, down to my clit. I scream into my mouthful of cock and I’d buck off the bed if the boys weren’t all anchoring me in place. I swear my brain short circuits. I climax so fast that it’s all scrambled. I choke on Noah’s cock, but he keeps plugging it into my mouth anyway and that only adds to my gleeful insanity. He’s truly using me. Mateo fucks me even harder and works the tip of the vibrator on my clit. It gets hard to breathe and I start to see stars. Strangely, that makes my orgasm even more intense. I feel like I’m floating on a cloud above my body.
Noah takes his cock from my mouth and I cough violently, desperately sucking in air. He puts my hand on his wet cock and I squeeze it. Mateo’s cock is still working my pussy, bouncing me on the bed. He grabs my ankles and holds my legs out at a wide V. He pounds so deep inside me I feel like I’m going to split in two.
“Ohhh…god…ohmygod…yes…YES!” I cry.
I rip the blindfold away. I’ve had enough darkness. I want to see these sexy young men as they take me. Mateo stands beside the bed, holding my ankles. He’s staring down at me as he fucks me. Conner kneels to my left, his big cock jutting out. I still hold it, but I stopped actively jerking him off when I came. Noah sits back on his heels on the other side, smiling while he watches his friend use my pussy.
My eyes search the room and I find John. He’s sitting in a chair in the corner, watching the action. He’s not nude—and I’m pretty busy—so it takes me a moment to realize his pants are down and he’s rubbing his cock. Knowing my husband is enjoying seeing me used like this is like a jolt of electricity through my body. I never thought of myself as an exhibitionist—not even remotely—but knowing John is watching makes all this so much hotter for me. John and I lock eyes for a moment. He looks guilty, like I caught him doing something. It’s funny, since I’m the one handling three cocks at once. A smile slowly spreads over my husband’s face, joined by mine. It’s a special moment.
John fumbles for his phone and holds it up. I feel like he’s asking permission and I know I should deny him, but I don’t shake my head. He’s going to record this. Anyone could see it. Oh god!
Mateo steps to the side and I’m left panting on the bed. I look up at the boys on either side of me, wondering who’s going to be next. Noah seems to be the one directing traffic, and he tells Conner, “Go on, buddy, take your shot. I bet she can handle that hog now.”
Conner hesitates and looks down at me. I nod enthusiastically. I stroke his big dick.
“Come on, sweetie. I want to feel you inside me,” I encourage.
The handsome young man moves between my legs, but he’s taller than his friend. He has to lift my hips from the bed, and I reach out for him, and guide him to me. Conner smiles, finding his confidence. He slides inside me and my mouth hangs open, a long, low moan escaping it. Oh. My God. Conner looked big and he feels even bigger inside me. I'm drenched from everything Mateo did, so it doesn’t hurt, but god he stretches me open. He bottoms out inside me and it feels like he’s halfway to my chest. He throbs inside me, and my whole body throbs with him.
“You okay, Carol?” he asks, kneading my ass in his big hands.
“Give it to me, babe. Do it,” I tell him bravely.
“Oh yeah?” Conner sounds amused.
He gives it to me alright. No offense to Mateo, but Conner gives me the pounding of a lifetime. He does start slow, giving me his full length in long strokes, but he quickly builds, pulling me at him while he drives forward. I don’t recognize the sounds coming from my throat. Even I’m not sure if I’m begging him to keep going or to stop. I hold the cocks on either side of me tightly. Mateo is dripping wet from my cunt and he’s easy to jerk off.
My head is spinning when Conner flips me over. I hear Noah comment, “Nice,” but I’m hardly paying attention. Conner holds my butt high in the air and fills me again. I grunt as he takes me with power strokes—until my grunts are stifled by Mateo fucking my mouth. Mateo gathers my hair into a ponytail and uses it as a handle to force his way into my mouth over and over. My breasts sway beneath me, and someone grabs and plays with them.
I’m bounced between the two friends, and this is how I always imagined a threesome would be. I don’t have any control, but I love being used. I hadn’t thought I would take to being a sexual plaything like this, but it’s so satisfying. The boys keep me coming and I’ll be happy to let them use me all night.
“Fuck me, man. Your wife is a goddam freak. I love it, bro!” Noah announces. He’s not one of the guys fucking me, so I’m happy he’s enjoying the show.
“She sucks dick like…oh man…damn…” Mateo adds.
“Uh, thanks. Carol’s one-of-a-kind. She’s a keeper,” John stammers out a reply.
“You’re damn right. I wonder what she won’t do,” Noah says.
“We’re gonna find out. You don’t mind, do you, Carol?” Mateo asks.
I can’t answer, Mateo has my mouth busy. But it doesn’t matter, I don’t have an answer. I don’t know if I have any limits anymore.
“Carol…Carol…uhn…”
That’s the only warning Conner gives me before slamming deep in my pussy and coming. I feel every pulse of his thick shaft as he fills me with his seed. For some reason it’s a shocking moment. I don’t know why, but having another man come inside me feels like crossing a line. No man other than my husband has done that in well over a decade. Conner stays inside me, packing me with his load, and the illicit act has me coming right after him. When I shout into Mateo’s cock, the boys know I’m coming again, they all cheer—even my husband. I sag to the bed, but Mateo refuses to release me and I suckle his prick like I’m addicted to it. It must be quite the sight for John’s video.
I was given another short break and pushed up to sit on the bed, my back against the headboard. Noah brings me the tequila from the other room and I take a long pull, washing the lingering taste of sex from my mouth. The amber liquor drips out of my mouth when I take too long a pull from it and Noah kisses me, capturing it. I kiss him hard, wanting him just as much as the first time we kissed. I may be getting a little tired physically, but I still want the boys as much as when we started.
“Are you ready to really push things, Carol?” he whispers. Noah casually fondles my breasts as he sits in the bed beside him. It feels great and I love that he just assumes he can.
“What do you have in mind?” I ask, eyes sparkling, wondering what he could possibly have in mind. They’ve already double teamed me, after all.
“Let’s leave it as a surprise. I just want to know you’re open to anything.”
“I don’t know if I can handle any more surprises toni
ght.” We both chuckle. I only think for a second before adding, “What the hell, I’m all yours.” I kiss him.
Noah slips away with a secret smile, and Conner brings me a bottle of water. I need that way more than the tequila, and I drain the bottle in one guzzle. Conner caresses my hair, brushing it back from my face. He traces the line of my necklace, fingering the diamond pendant at the end of it. He’s sweet, so different than Noah. I like both. I could get used to both guys using me as their plaything.
“How are you doing? Are you really having fun?” he asks.
“Doesn’t it seem like it? I’ve never felt anything like this before. You guys are a fantasy come true.”
“I just don’t want you to feel like you have to do anything. It really is all about you, at least for me.”
“You’re so sweet, darling.” I kiss him softly. “You really are. But I like this. I like it all. There’s something primal about you boys just taking me.”
“So, you really want it? You really want all of this?”
He sounds surprised. Conner is young enough that maybe he thinks girls are supposed to feel a certain diffidence about sex. Or maybe he sees me differently because I’m a wife and a mother. I appreciate the sweetness, but I don’t want him to see me that way—not tonight.
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