The Third Party (Key Society 3)

by Annita Manne

  “I can’t stay meek with this big thing in my face.” I squeezed his cock, making sure Mark knew how massive it was.

  I took the head into my mouth, making sure to exaggerate the stretch of my lips. I swirled my tongue over the big head. Above me, Anthony growled deep and low, filling the room with with primal sounds.

  A small dollop of precum left his cock. I pulled off, making sure there was a string of spit connecting me and his cock together. It looked so dirty.

  “Fuck yes Allie. You just know how to work my cock. Love the big black man feeding you.” Anthony grunted. He thrusted his hips, dragging his enormous across my face.

  I eagerly licked at the sides. My goal was simple, I would make Mark so hard he wouldn’t be able to resist joining in the party.

  “You make me so wet.” I whimpered exaggerated. I could the same exhibitionistic streak in Anthony. We were both putting on a show and getting off on it. He was as focused on my husband as I was.

  I took more of his cock into my mouth, swallowing it until it reached my throat. Then I slowly bobbed my head up and down his length, giving myself the time to get used to his thickness. I wrapped one hand around his the rest of his dick, stroking in rhythm with the bob of my head.

  With my other hand, I reached down to pleasure my clit, relieving some of the intense pressure I was feeling. I gave Mark a sidelong glance, confining my suspicions.

  His cock was hard straining against his pants. He was watching me suck on Anthony’s cock so intently he didn’t realize I was looking at him. A plane could crash and he wouldn’t know it.

  “I’m ready for it sailor.” I pulled off Anthony’s cock, licking my lips. My throat had slowly frown accustomed to his size. He would be able to skull-fuck me without any restraint. My body was ready.

  “You just give me the best presents.” Anthony laughed. He cupped my chin and raised me up easily. He took my lips into his mouth and kissed me savagely.

  I wrapped my arms around his neck, holding on for my dear life. His tongue was incessantly attacking my own, claiming complete dominance over my mouth. His whole body was leaning on to me, hungry for more.

  I held on top his biceps for support as he devoured my neck. He carried me as if weighed nothing. His muscles flexed but not straining in the slightest. Then he laid me back on the bed. The message was clear, I had a job to do.

  I reached for his thick beautiful ass. I ran my fingers through his powerful glutes, quads and hamstrings, making sure Mark could see just how much bigger Anthony was. Then I held onto those beautiful buttocks tightly.

  “Good girl.” Anthony grabbed my head. He pushed my mouth open with thumb. Then he plunged, diving all the way down my throat.

  My face was immediately met with his hard chocolate skin. My nose pressed against his abs. I had no choice but to inhale his masculine spicy scent.

  Then he held onto my head tight. He began thrusting hard and long into my face. He pulled out all the way and pushed all the way in.

  The slick sounds of me swallowing his cock filled the room obscenely. The speed at which he entered me grew faster and faster.

  He was using me for his pleasure right in front of my husband. Anthony was losing control of himself. The urgent need to rut and spill his seed overtaking. He was recalling and living his most primal instinct as a man.

  I reached down to play with my pussy. The scent of his arousal and impeding climax was sending me into a frenzy. I started thrusting my fingers in and out to match his rhythm.

  I wanted to see what Mark felt but couldn’t move my head. Anthony demanded my attention, and I gave it to him.

  The large cock was dragging across my tongue and then stretching my throat. I could feel heat build in my mouth. I was so full of him. And yet I wanted more. I vibrated my throat around his length, enclosing my walls around his thick cock.

  Anthony’s ruts become short and urgent. He let out a loud cry that shook the room. He plunged his cock deep into my face. I felt the first pulses of cum shoot from his cock into my throat. And then he suddenly pulled out and began spraying my body with semen.

  He began marking my body as his, painting me white with his seed. Anthony’s entire body convulsed as he stroked his massive cock. His body was shiny with sweat and his eyes shut in powerful concentration. The grunts from his mouth sounded almost animal-like as his instinct took over. His cock was like an angry beast, spraying like a firehouse at me. Volleys of cum kept gushing forward until I was absolutely drenched.

  Anthony fells to his knees in front of me. He pressed his body into mine. He kissed me deeply. Our lips pressed open, but I took the lead as I placed my tongue into his. For the moment, he was exhausted. I had drained this man of his power.

  I caressed him softly, running my small hands across his wide back. I pressed his face into my breasts earning me a sigh of utmost contentment. He lay further down until he rested on my hips. I stroked his head gently. Anthony had done me well.

  I looked at Mark wondering what expression I would find.

  Instead of an angry or horny Mark, I found him smirking triumphantly at me. He had that gleeful look of victory on his face. I realized he was proud of me for conquering Anthony. He didn’t see me as the lesser individual. He saw me for who I am, the woman with all the power.

  Suddenly my pussy felt wet. I wanted and needed more. I opened my legs around Anthony’s face.

  “Eat me out.” I ordered him. It was time for him to return the favor.

  “Yes my queen.” Anthony grinned at me. The smell of womanhood reinvigorated him. He grabbed my knees and ate me out thoroughly. His tongue flicked at my inner folds, tasting and exploring. It was an urgent and demanding assault of my sex. It felt good and uncomplicated. There was merit to simple brute force. I wanted more.

  I leaned back and hooked my legs behind his back. I grabbed his bald head and guided him towards the fire within I needed tamed. Whenever he did something I liked, I moaned out loud encouraging him. This time I was using him for my pleasure.

  Mark had spread his legs. He had taken off his jackets and rolled up his sleeves. His massive arms flexed as he began to rub the hard bulge in his pants. He unbuttoned the top of his shirt, revealing just a hint of his muscular pecs.

  My eyes couldn’t separate from his. We were connected through a simple powerful look. He was thinking of me. And although Anthony was on my sex, I knew I’d rather have Mark eating me out.

  Mark licked his upper lips, giving me a glimpse of that expert red tongue. My whole quivered as I imagined him below me. I urged Anthony to go deeper into me, nearly suffocating him with my sex.

  Tension began to build in my belly. But Anthony’s tongue and fingers were nowhere near enough to satisfy me. I needed something bigger. Something to spread me open and sate may sensual hunger.

  Mark nodded at me. And instead of waiting for me, he took the lead. “You should fuck her Anthony. She’s ready.”

  I trembled as Mark took control of our little threesome. No longer just a observer, he directed our next course of action. He was actively involved in giving me to Anthony. Or in this case, supplying me with man to pleasure myself with.

  “Fuck yeah.” Anthony growled, not realizing the game had completely changed even though the act was still the same.

  My focus temporarily returned to Anthony as his enormous body loomed over me. His muscular pecs were flexed tight with his brown nipples hardening. His abs were pulled rigid across his belly, showing off the thick bulge of abdominal muscle. Anthony was a beast of a man, and I was getting to fuck this specimen.

  I reached forward feeling the hard muscle as he entered me. His thick cock head expanded my entrance wide. The first stretch was always so delicious as my body learned to accommodate his size. I felt my inner walls clinging to his his massive cock.

  Anthony reached down to capture my lips. His arms flexed powerful at my side as they kept his massive body upright. The tip of his tongue kept me occupied as he pushed deeper into me,
spreading me wide open.

  “You feel so good wrapped around me.” Anthony groaned into my mouth. He held onto my hips, pushing his cock deeper into me. In just a few blissful second, he was all the way inside of me.

  I was so full of cock, my head had grown dizzy with lust. I reached for his muscular pecs, feelings its hardness. That was one way to describe Anthony. The man felt like he was made of stone.

  “Fuck me.“ I slapped his arm as he luxuriated in the feel of my inner walls wrapped around him. I didn’t have that patience. My inner woman was crying out to be taken to be fucked.

  “Naughty naughty.” Anthony held my hips tight. His first stroke was forceful and demanding, thrusting so hard that the bed shook.

  When I whimpered in reply he grinned at me. It was exactly how I liked it. Once he released I could take it hard, he spared me no mercy as he pounded into me like a powerful jackhammer.

  I moaned in loud whimpers of pleasure as his cock stretched my entrance. His cock was rubbing over my clit with each thrust. I had to hold to the headboard to hold myself from the sheer force of his muscles.

  Anthony was a full six foot three and two hundred thirty pounds of pure black muscle pounding into my tight tiny pussy. There was no was I wasn’t going to be overwhelmed.

  Mark was watching me, his wife, get fucked hard by this monster of man. I wonder what he thought of me. Did he see the woman he wanted to know? Or was this a side of me he would hate? In my sex-fueled brain, I couldn’t make sense of our mutual decision. Only that I was being fucked out of my wits at this very moment.

  “Yeah take it. Take that big black cock.” Anthony growled at me. His cock seemed to expand inside my walls, stretching me even further.

  The tension in my belly was filling me up. It was so good. I arched my back. I hooked my legs around his ass, pulling him closer to me.

  I needed more. Anthony was brining me close but it wasn’t enough.

  “Harder.” I screamed into him. I could almost taste the orgasm I needed and I wanted. I just needed a few more thrust to make it there.

  Sweat began to drip from his body onto mine. I wrapped my arms around him, pressing our bodies close. His thrusts became shorts ruts, a telling scene he was near.

  I could feel the rapid pounding of his heart as he pushed into me. I clenched around him, feeling his cock pulse and grow inside me. I just needed a little bit more to carry me over the edge. He was so close but still missing the mark.

  I could feel him nearing his edge. Once he was done he wouldn’t be able to complete my climax.

  Then suddenly Anthony stood still, as if he had been shock by an electric prod.

  “Anthony?” I gasped. The slicks sounds of sex immediately stopped. I could still feel him pulse inside me, but hips remained so still.

  Then I heard Mark’s voice.

  “You’re never going to satisfy her like that.” Suddenly, he was no longer in the couch. And I saw him right behind Anthony, holding the man’s hips steady. “When I give you my wife, I expect you to serve her well.“

  Mark’s voice was so deep and dark. Although I recognized it immediately, the sheer power behind it made me quiver in fear and excitement. I felt the hair’s on Anthony’s back rise.

  “Her pleasure comes before yours.” Mark said, his voice full of gravitas. He reached forward, and teased my clit. “Just a little more to satisfy her. Would you deny my wife that?”

  “Mark.” I gasped as he began toying with my pussy with Anthony’s cock still lodged deep inside. I was stretched to my limits, making each touch more pronounced.

  I could see Mark’s face and hands behind Anthony. But it seemed like he suddenly dominated the entire room. I suddenly yearned for his smell and his touch.

  “Go on. Fuck her slow and steady. Make sure she’s there before you even think of coming close.” Mark growled into Anthony’s ear. I had to look twice thinking that Mark bit Anthony’s ear lobe.

  It couldn’t have happen. I must have seen it wrong. Anthony was a much bigger man than Mark. Instead I saw Mark’s hands on Anthony’s waist, guiding them to the proper movement.

  Anthony’s thrust were suddenly more sensual, with more tilt at just the right angle to inflame my walls. It was so much better than his straight brute thrusts. His cock now slid into me, dragging the blunt cockhead inside the spots in me that truly ignited my pleasure.

  It slowly dawned on me that Mark was guiding Anthony’s hips not only with his hands, but also with his hips.

  Mark was pressing his body against Anthony. He was making this large man succumb to his will.

  I suddenly felt hot, filled with a fiery energy that seemed to suddenly come alive.

  “Fuck me hard.“ I gasped. I grabbed Anthony’s face and kissed him hard. I wanted everything he could offer me.

  He started plunging deep into me with the same stroke I had all these years. It was Mark’s expert movements with Anthony’s powerful cock. The intensity and speed of the thrust grew quicker. It had the primal pace but sensual technique. It felt so good.

  Anthony began gasping into our kiss out of breath. I let him nip at the column of my throat, pulling him close to my body.

  That left me to watch Mark loom over us both. His eyes were solely focused on me. His body was mimicking the same movement of fucking. But instead of his cock in me, I saw it sliding up and down against the valley between Anthony’s cheeks.

  My husband was dominating this wildly powerful man with nothing but the force of his words. I had never been so aroused in my life. And suddenly I knew, Anthony would never be able to bring me off today.

  I was too focused on my Mark. My impressive powerful dominant husband. I quivered as I saw him lean down slowly. He pressed his body along Anthony’s back and reached over to capture my lips.

  This.

  This was the kiss I needed. Mark opened my mouth and claimed it as his own. His tongue touched the tips of mine in a sensual dance that reinvigorated my body. This was the man I married. This was the man I needed.

  “Allie.” Anthony cried between us. He stated twitching and groaning, rutting his hips hard. He was cumming inside me, hips trembling pressed into mine and ass quivering around Mark’s thick cock.

  “Give it to me.” I groaned out. Anthony had just been the appetizer. I could see the patience in Mark’s eyes. He was going to claim me back and fulfill his duties as my husband.

  Anthony finally collapsed between us. Mark pulled off him, cock rock hard. There was small trail of precum that connected his cock to Anthony’s ass.

  It seemed I wasn’t the only one tonight to play with ass.

  Anthony rolled over absolutely exhausted. His thick cock had grown soft. The condom was filled to the brim with cum. He tied it and tossed it into the floor.

  “Fuck you two.” Anthony said with an exhausted laugh. “You guys are going to be the death of me.”

  “You’re not done yet.” Mark suddenly said, surprising the both of us. “You made a mess on my wife. I think you should be the one clean it.” He pointed at the dried cum stains on my body.

  Anthony dutifully obeyed. He licked my body up, keeping up my level of arousal.

  “Are you ready my love?” Mark bent down to kiss me.

  “Give it to me.” I whimpered under the two men’s touches.

  Mark pushed his thick cock into me in one complete stroke. Despite having just been fucked by Anthony, minutes ago, I still felt my body wrap tightly around Mark like a vise. It felt so good to feel his bare hot cock inside me. There was just no comparison.

  “My beautiful wife.” Mark said as he caressed my face. He stayed buried inside me as finger explored my body with featherlike caresses. He circle them around my nipples making them even more sensitive than before. He guided Anthony to suck on them sweetly. He was in complete control that I had no choice but to submit to him.

  Then he slowly began to thrust into me. His cock knew just all the right places to make scream. I placed my arms on his powerful pec
s, trying to stop him from moving. I was already so close, but I didn’t want to cum yet. There was so much pleasure I hadn’t received yet.

  But Mark knew me well. He knew I could hold. He kept his tempo to one that would drag out the ecstasy as long as possible. His steady thrusts was making me blossom into something I never knew. And with Anthony’s licking me everywhere, I was in absolute heaven.

  Soon the tension in belly was too powerful to ignore. I was on the brink and everyone knew it. Mark turned his thrusts urgent. He kept his hands on my hips steady, making sure he was just hitting the right spot inside me.

  “Mark.” I cried out. I could feel it erupting from his inside. I suddenly knew what was going to cum, but was voiceless to warn them. My body trembled madly, shaking so violently I felt like I was having a seizure.

  Mark knew me well, increasing the pace of his thrust, guiding me to my most intense orgasm. Suddenly I felt a wet tongue flicking at my clit. Mark had dragged Anthony to lick and tease my nub just right above Mark’s powerful cock drilling into me.

  “Cum for me Allie. Do it.” Mark growled, his entire body trembling with mine. He was close. I knew we were going to peak together.

  And I couldn’t hold any longer.

  With a loud cry, I felt my body explode into a thousand bright lights. My pussy suddenly erupted in clear fluid even more violent that the one I had with Hayato. Mark plunged deep into me, filling my insides with his seed. I threw my head back as I spasmed from the intensity of my climax. Mark was right there with me drawing it out in full. He was kissing my lips letting me reach the highest of peaks.

  We collapsed into the bed together, his cock still buried inside me.

  For a blissful few moments, my head was completely clear. The only thing in my awareness was my husbands body on top of mind. We were the only two things in the world.

  Mark kissed me on the lips, solidifying our connection. “You were magnificent.”