I look back at her as a strange rush of emotion goes through me, that same feeling I get once in a while, that feeling of indignation and even annoyance when I think that Cynthia is trying to push the decisions onto me even though she wants it as much as I do.
“If you want to stop this, then stop it,” I say quietly, feeling my face go flush. “It’s your call.”
And I watch now as the color rushes to Cynthia’s face. She sees what I am doing, and now her smile fades as she narrows her eyes and looks me straight on.
“Okay,” she whispers. “Okay.”
Now the men are slowly forming a circle around my wife as she sits there spread wide on the table, her tits hanging off to each side, her legs spread shamelessly, pussy lips red and thick, the smell of semen and sex heavy in the air. All the men are rubbing themselves now, with Jack already fully hard again, his attention now focused on Cynthia once more.
“Okay,” Cynthia whispers again, giving me a last look in which I see a streak of devilish mischief that makes my cock flex. She turns away from me now as Jack brings his cock close to her mouth, and as she opens wide for his thick erection, she whispers one last time, “Okay. Let’s play.”
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I stare as Jack grimaces with pleasure and pushes his thick cock into my wife’s mouth, his heavy balls swinging against her chin as she receives his shaft. She takes all of it easily, opening her mouth wide and her throat too, I can tell. Perhaps she is so loosened up from sucking Parker’s monster of a cock that everything seems small to her now. What happens when Parker actually fucks her?
I glance at Parker now, and he is pulling on his tremendous cock as he watches Cynthia suck Jack with vigor and passion. Parker is smiling, but the smile fades as his cock stiffens, and now he steps forward and pulls on my wife’s nipples, immediately getting them to prick up as she lets out a little whimper that sounds wet and gurgly as she continues to suck this other lawyer’s dick.
Anders and Marcos are getting hard again too, and they are exchanging glances at each other as they eye my wife’s exposed ass, her spread-out pussy. They want to fuck her now, I can tell. Good. It’s about time.
My cock rises now as I watch Anders clamber onto the table and position himself in front of my wife’s open crotch. He fingers her for a moment, then caresses her inner thighs as he spreads her legs a bit more.
Cynthia looks down at him for a moment, but she is very busy sucking cock right now, and she quickly refocuses on Jack, who is grunting as he places one knee on the table and finally climbs up and straddles my wife, almost sitting on her tits as he starts to mouth-fuck her full on.
Now Anders slides his cock right into my wife’s wet cunt, and I groan out loud as I feel a desperate need to grab my own cock. Oh, fuck, this is insane! Oh, shit, this is wild! The feeling of being restrained like this is driving me nuts!
Anders is grimacing as he slides his long white cock all the up my wife, and I can see my Cynthia’s eyelids flutter now as she feels his cock move inside her. How far inside has it gone, my honey? Is he flexing and swirling it inside you? Oh, babe.
Marcos is pacing now, and I think he is trying to figure out how to get in there. He is fully hard now too, muttering in Spanish or something. I would laugh if I weren’t so wild with arousal and the delightful frustration of being tied up like this while four men are using my wife like the slut she’s pretending to be.
Yes, PRETENDING to be. Because she isn’t a slut—never was, never will be. That’s the beauty of what we’re doing. She gets to feel like a slut when we’re doing this, and I get to see my wife from a perspective that’s just INSANE. But we are both on the same page, both in agreement, both getting the same amount of pleasure out of this. It’s a game and that’s all. It’s a game and not real. The only thing that’s real is our marriage. The ONLY fucking thing.
Though right now these four cocks that are all trying to find their way into my sweet Cynthia looks pretty goddamn real, and I let out another groan as I watch Jack fuck my wife in the mouth, his balls slapping against her chin as Anders digs his fingers into her fleshy hips and starts to pump her pussy.
Now Marcos mutters again, walks around the mass of humping bodies, and starts to pull my wife gently towards the foot of the table.
What the fuck is he doing, I wonder as I watch this naked Spaniard with his bouncing hard-on clutch my wife’s calves and try to slide her down the table.
Of course, Jack is squatting over her chest, his cock deep down her throat, and Anders is fucking her pussy hard, his face almost up Jack’s ass as he rams my wife with deep, precise thrusts.
Cynthia seems oblivious to the world, her eyes closed as she sucks and whimpers, and I wonder if she even knows how many men are touching her right now, how many cocks are inside her, how many more will be inside her soon. Holy FUCK!
Finally Marcos succeeds in getting Anders and Jack to slow down, and although they are annoyed, they finally get it when he explains.
“We bring her down to the end of the table, yes?” Marcos says now, the words coming out quick because he is so excited. “I rest her feet on these chairs so her ass sticks out past the edge. Then Anders can fuck from the top, and I can fuck from the bottom.”
It sounds like an insane proposition (not to mention an insane position . . .), but as I watch Marcos arrange three large chairs at the foot of the table, raising them to full height and locking the wheels on the base so they won’t move, I start to realize that it will be a little cozy for Anders and Marcos, but it just could work. Holy shit.
Holy shit is right, I think as I watch Marcos and Anders gently position my wife so that her feet are resting on two separate chairs, her ass hanging off the table’s edge.
My wife’s lower back is still on the table, and she seems comfortable enough, so I relax and watch with fascination as Marcos squats down under her ass, smiling as he looks up at her buttocks, directly at her asshole. Oh, wow, how I’d love to have that view right now. Enjoy it, you Spanish dog. You only get this chance once!
Marcos spreads her asscheeks and licks her now from beneath, carefully and slowly. Jack has already resumed his position straddling my wife’s tits, and I just catch a glimpse of him sliding his wet cock back into her ready mouth. Parker is just standing there, still rubbing his erection, seemingly at peace with holding back for a moment. What’s he got planned, I wonder as I glance at the thick dark shaft of his cock, its red tip already glistening with a fresh batch of pre-cum.
Anders is the only one who is a bit impatient, it seems, and I don’t blame him. He is hard and wet, and no one likes to pull out before they’re done. Don’t worry, Anders, I think with a smirk as I shift in my seat, moving my hips so I can shake my erection a bit. You’ll be back inside her soon, my German friend.
“Come on,” Anders says to Marcos now. “Do it. Push it in. Go inside so I can get back on top.”
Marcos gives my wife’s pucker once last swipe with his tongue, and then with a sigh he moves his head away and quickly and carefully lubes her up, sliding first one and then two slick fingers all the way inside her asshole as I groan at the sight.
Finally he is ready, and he drops the tube, positions himself between my wife’s spread-out legs, bends his knees slightly, using the third chair to support his back, and guides his hard cock up towards my wife’s asshole.
I watch in ecstasy as Marcos slowly teases her hole with his red, warm tip before starting to push his way in. I glance at Cynthia’s face, and now I take a quick breath when I see that she has paused her frantic sucking and is focused on the sensation of this thick cock spreading her rear hole, forcing its way in from behind.
She moans now, holding Jack’s cock firmly between her lips even though he is still trying to fuck her in the mouth. Finally he gets it and holds on for a moment, his cock still inside her mouth but motionless.
Now Marcos is almost in, a
nd I jerk my hips and shake my hard cock as I watch the last inch of his thick cock slide up into my wife’s beautiful asshole. Oh, babe, how does it feel? Oh, shit, I wish I was on top of you too, my love!
But Anders gets that privilege for now, and when I see him carefully climb up on the table and stand over Cynthia as he wonders how the hell he’s going to get his cock into her pussy, I realize that maybe I’m very happy just watching for now.
Because it’s clear from the way Marcos is positioned that Anders is going to be very close to the grunting Spaniard. So I just watch in fascination as Anders now slowly straddles my wife, carefully lifting one leg over and across Marcus’s stooped head like a dog about to pee. Somehow he manages to do it, and now he is crouched awkwardly on top of my wife’s hips, his ass very close to Marcos’s face!
It is ridiculous, but Marcos is too focused on the feeling of my wife’s tight sphincter squeezing his throbbing cock as he slides his wet shaft in and out, and he clearly couldn’t care whose ass is in his face now. Anders doesn’t care either (perhaps these Europeans don’t have some of the same hang-ups...), and now I watch as he manages to get the tip of his long cock to line up with Cynthia’s dripping cunt.
Finally he is there, and with a quivering smile and a muffled groan he pushes himself into her hot hole.
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It is the strangest arrangement of human bodies I have ever seen. The three men are all facing the same direction, with Jack straddling my wife’s chest as he fucks her in the mouth, Anders spread over her wide hips as he pushes his long cock in and out of her pussy, and Marcos sweating from the effort of half-squatting as he pumps my wife’s tight asshole like there’s no tomorrow.
Everyone is groaning and grunting, and I am bucking my hips as I desperately try to hit my cock against the armrest of the chair in an attempt to masturbate myself. It is insane, and even Parker, who has been standing back thus far, is jerking himself off with fury now, his cock looking like a section of thick metal pipe. When will he find his way into my Cynthia’s cunt, I wonder.
The four of them continue to rock and roll, shiver and quiver, grunt and groan, and I am feeling those extension cords dig into me as I thrash and flail my hips, my cock and balls slapping and swinging as I watch these men fill my wife as she whimpers and grinds.
Then suddenly Jack pulls back out of Cynthia’s mouth, his ass almost hitting Anders in the face. I’m not sure if Jack just came in my wife’s mouth or what, and I stare at him as he clambers off the table with a weird desperation, his cock looking red and hot, throbbing and wet.
No, he has not come, and now I see him stumble around the table, grab Marcos by the shoulder, and pull him back away from Cynthia.
“What the fuck?” Marcos shouts as his cock slides out of my wife and he stumbles back. “Are you crazy?”
“Please,” Jack says, his words sounding slurred as he ignores Marcos completely. He is talking to Anders, clawing at the German’s back. “Fuck, please. I’m right there, man. Let me come inside her. I need to feel Cynthia’s hot cunt around my cock. Please, Anders. I’m RIGHT fucking there.”
Anders is humping away and I am not sure if he heard, but suddenly he pulls out and steps aside, and before I realize what’s happening, Jack grabs Cynthia by the ass, pulls her farther off the table, RAMS his cock inside her, and with a shout comes like a fucking ANIMAL!
Everyone in the room stares as Jack goes up on his toes and holds, his face contorted, eyes rolling up in his head as his body convulses with the force of his orgasm. Cynthia was taken by surprise with the sudden withdrawal of Marcos’s cock from her ass and the quick switch of cocks in her pussy, but she is loving it I can tell, fucking LOVING it!
She smiles and pulls at Jack’s hair as he finishes unloading deep inside her pussy. He has crawled up on top of Cynthia now as he finishes with a shudder and a low groan of ecstasy, and she gently kisses him on the lips before he finally staggers back and withdraws, Cynthia’s slit and his cock both dripping with thick white trails of semen.
But there is no time to bask in the afterglow, because Anders has been jerking himself off while watching Jack finish, and now the German pushes Jack away and slides HIS long white cock back into Cynthia’s pussy, her pussy that is already full of Jack’s semen.
“Verdammt, das ist . . . scheiße!” he shouts now, and I realize that HOLY FUCK he is coming already, inside my wife’s cunt, RIGHT FUCKING NOW, following up Jack’s explosion with his own!
“Oh, FUCK!” Cynthia cries, and she shouts with pleasure even though I know she is not coming.
No, she isn’t coming yet. She is just so goddamn turned on by the thought of both Jack’s and Anders’s hot semen flooding the pathways of her pussy, the canals of her cunt, that she cannot help but cry out.
“Untie me!” I shout now, thrashing wildly as I realize that I want to join in too, add my hot white heat to the mix, fill Cynthia up in a way that she’s never been filled. “Fucking untie me!”
Anders is shaking and cursing in German as he comes in my wife, and no one is paying any attention to me. I am going insane with the desire to touch my wife, to have her touch me, but I hold on and watch as Anders finally finishes and pulls out, leaving my wife full of his thick cum.
He is breathing heavily, and now he turns to me, his back straight, his cock still hard and throbbing, glistening with my wife’s pussy-juice. Now he smiles at me, kisses his fingers in an exaggerated gesture of approval, and says, “Exquisite. Thank you, my friend. Your Cynthia is a goddess.”
“Yes,” I say through my teeth as I pull at my bindings. “Now fucking untie me so I can go to her!”
Anders laughs now and nods as he comes up to me and starts to unwrap the extension cord binding my left arm. But suddenly I hear Cynthia’s voice, and Anders stops.
“No!” she shouts. “Not yet.”
I blink and stare. Not yet? Why the fuck not? I’m ready, babe!
But when Anders moves out of the way, I see why Cynthia stopped him. Because there is my wife, my sweet Cynthia, sitting on the table, legs dangling off the edge, her thighs looking large and white all spread-out like that, her tits looking beautiful and heavy as they sag a bit . . . yes, there is my wife, and in front of her is Parker, his hand caressing her throat as he leans in to kiss her, his cock sticking straight out like a goddamn locomotive . . .
. . . and wrapped around the dark contours of his cock are my wife’s small white hands, gripping his girth firmly, fondling his heavy black balls as she pulls him closer, closer, closer, before finally lifting one leg up to the table, spreading her cunt wide, and taking him in with a tremor and a gasp.
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The sight of Parker’s thick black cock sliding into my wife like that is almost too much for me, and I can feel my orgasm gathering in my goddamn balls as I groan and grunt along with my Cynthia. Her eyes are clamped shut, and as Parker slides out so he can thrust his cock back in, I see how fucking stretched out Cynthia is.
“Oh, babe,” I say, almost to myself as Parker drives his cock into her now, his hand still around her throat, his tongue licking her face as she moans shamelessly. “Oh, Cyn, you look so fucking hot right now.”
Parker slides his wet shaft in and out several times, and I can see that Cynthia is shivering in ecstasy as the full length of this man’s cock grazes her swollen and stretched pussy lips. She must be very close, and I cannot wait to hear her scream as she comes now.
But there is no scream for some time, and all of us watch as Parker speeds up his thrusts until he is fucking my wife with steady, powerful strokes that are sending ripples through the flesh on her thighs, arms, tits, even her cheeks and lips. She is literally being pounded, and she is clearly delirious with pleasure right now.
After several minutes of Parker fucking her as she sits on the table, one leg still raised, he suddenly slides his hands under her ass and lifts her right up i
n one swift, powerful motion. Cynthia opens her eyes in surprise, and she quickly wraps her legs around Parker’s waist, locking them above his muscular hips as he lowers her all the back down onto his upright cock.
Now Cynthia is wrapped like a little monkey around the standing Parker, and he turns so I get a full view of my wife from behind just as the thickness of his dark shaft disappears up her cunt from behind.
I am mesmerized by the scene, by the sight of my wife’s ass hanging down, Parker’s large hands squeezing as he holds her up and starts to bounce her on his cock. Cynthia is letting out small yelps every time Parker brings her down on his erection, and the sight is wild, just insane.
Anders and Jack are sitting down and staring, lazily playing with their cocks that are soft by now. But Marcos is standing upright and jerking himself off as he licks his lips and stares at my wife’s ass shuddering and shaking as she rides Parker’s cock.
Marcos is close to coming, I see, and after one quick look at my wife’s wet asshole all spread out, I find the presence of mind to shout out something, something to remind everyone here that although I am tied up like a fucking prisoner, this is still MY wife and WE are in control.
“Parker!” I shout. “Hold her steady for a moment and let Marcos finish inside her.”
Marcos just looks at me with an expression of sheer delight, and I wonder if there are tears of gratitude in his eyes. I just nod and wink at him as I watch him turn back to my wife’s asshole and start to get close. You’re all about that taint, aren’t you, boy, I think with a smile.
But Parker is still bouncing my wife on his cock, and now I am almost pissed. Sorry, man, I am in control here. I AM IN CONTROL!
So I shout his name once more, but he still does not listen, and now I pull at my bindings, feeling a real sense of anger as I stare at my wife’s naked body getting bounced on this man’s cock in front of me.
I am about to shout again, but before I do, I hear Cynthia’s voice.
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