by Jason Lenov
Kim’s eyes opened for a moment in surprise but she quickly went back to smiling. She leaned back against him.
My excitement sharpened as I realized what was happening. No doubt white-shirt was hard. Kim’s surprise must have come from the feeling of his cock against her ass.
My wife’s ass was touching some strange guy’s cock.
My own cock roared to life.
As the guy started bumping and grinding against her, Kim fixed me with a wry smile. She bit her lower lip as she pushed her ass more firmly against his crotch.
The din coming from the speakers faded compared to the ringing in my ears. My pulse was racing and my palms had started to sweat. Suddenly all I wanted was to grab Kim, drag her to her hotel and give her the fucking of her life.
When she started rubbing her ass against the guy’s groin I nearly did just that. But I resisted. Her smile, the way she was moving and the fact that she seemed to be enjoying tormenting me heated up my body.
When he wrapped his arms around her and put them on her belly I thought she was going to stop. She looked down at his hands on her stomach and the smile faded from her lips. No one had touched her like that in years. She looked back at me, almost as if she were asking if it was okay.
I knew I should probably get her out of there. I knew I should walk up and say we were leaving, that the fun was over and it was time to go. But I couldn’t. I was paralyzed by lust at seeing her be so intimate with another man. The only part of myself that would move was my head.
I gave one small nod.
Kim’s mouth fell open and her eyes went a little wide. But gradually the smile crept back across her lips at my permission. As his hands began to wander higher and higher on her body she rubbed her ass against his crotch.
The wind left my lungs as I watched him cup her tits, then crawl higher and paw at them like an animal. He tilted his head and bent towards her neck.
Kim closed her eyes and melted back against his body as his lips wet the skin on her neck with a kiss.
The music started to fade, a new song fading up, replacing the one that had been playing.
Kim’s eyes fluttered open.
Suddenly the guy spun her around.
I gasped as I saw him move in to kiss her on the mouth.
This proved too much. Kim put her hands on his chest and pushed him back. She stuck her left hand up and wiggled the ring on her finger with her thumb.
The guy put his hands out and mouthed the words “what the fuck?”
Kim shrugged. She picked her away across the floor, grabbed my hand and dragged me towards the door.
We couldn’t keep our hands off each other in the cab on the way to the hotel. It was like we were teenagers again, never having touched another person’s body. We jogged through the hotel lobby giggling and fell into Kim’s room and onto the bed, clawing each other’s clothes off.
“I can’t believe I did that,” Kim said, stuffing her hand down my pants and pulling out my cock.
“I can’t believe it either,” I whispered back between kisses. “Did you want to fuck him?”
Kim shook her head as she tugged my pants off. “I just got so turned on because you were watching. He was kind of a creep, actually.”
I smirked. The fact that Kim thought he was a creep and still rubbed up against him the way she had made it all the more nasty. And she’d done it for me.
She dropped down onto her knees next to the bed and slurped my cock into her mouth, making me gasp.
I tucked the hair that had fallen over her face behind her ear so I could watch as she sucked me off. Tendrils of pleasure crawled up my spine at the feeling of her tongue circling my glans. “If I told you to, would you have fucked him?” I asked quietly.
Kim popped off of my cock, her mouth hanging open. “Would you like that?” she asked, her voice low and sultry and lewd. She kept rubbing my lubricated cock with her fist. “You’d like it if I was your whore? If I did anything you asked?”
My cock hardened in her hand.
Kim smiled. She popped it into her mouth again and started to bob.
I pushed her off. “Baby, I’m really close.”
“Oh not yet,” Kim purred as she got up onto the bed over me on her knees. She hiked her skirt up revealing that she hadn’t worn any underwear.
I gasped and looked up at her. “You…”
“That’s right, baby,” she said. “All for you. His cock could have slipped into this pussy. He only had to take it out and hike up my skirt like this.” She settled over me, her pussy dripping her hot excitement along my shaft. Reaching under herself, she found her hole with the head of my cock and released her weight, letting me slip into her sheath.
The first contraction of an orgasm made me gasp again. I closed my eyes and tried to pull myself back. It was too late. I groaned as I released into her.
Kim, bless her heart, rode it out on top of me, hands on my chest, even though she wasn’t going to get hers.
As soon as I had finished I knew I couldn’t let that happen. I lifted her up, rolled out from under her and lowered her onto the bed.
“Daniel stop! What are you doing?” she cried, trying to keep her legs closed.
I pried her thighs apart and sucked in a breath at the beauty of her defiled flower, dripping white. Lowering my face between her legs I got a pungent whiff of the mingled scent of our juices.
“Daniel, wait,” Kim whispered, but with much less resistance in her tone. She made a show of trying to push my face away with her hand.
I looked up and stared into her eyes, filled with wonder at what I was doing, as I pressed my lips against her cunt.
Kim gasped and touched my cheek with her palm. As I splayed her folds and pressed my tongue against her clit her mouth fell open. “Oh fuck,” she groaned. “That’s so fucking hot.”
Her profanity stoked my enthusiasm. Kim rarely swore, even in bed, and knowing I was doing something that had her this excited was getting me worked up again. She was gazing down at me, watching as I massaged her clit with my tongue.
I don’t know where the impulse came from to delve lower and deeper between her folds. It was a filthy idea but once it had occurred to me I knew I had to try. I dipped lower and the acrid stinging taste of my own ejaculate tickled the tip of my tongue.
Kim’s eyes bulged. “Daniel, you’re not…” But the end of the sentence was lost to a moan as I fucked my tongue into her cunt. The hot ooze coated my mouth muscle, sliding down it and towards the back of my throat.
I stared at Kim who had begun to knead her tit with excitement. She glanced down at me, still looking stupefied at what I was doing. Slowly, she brought her leg up onto my back, locking me into position between her legs. “Suck it out of me,” she whispered.
I groaned. It was a strange sort of pleasure that rippled up my spine. She suddenly seemed so commanding, so in control.
I sucked. The rest of my deposit slipped out of her and down my throat like an oyster with a gurgling slurp.
“Oh my God,” Kim whispered, unable to take her eyes off me.
I rose a little higher and slurped her engorged clit into my mouth. I stroked and suckled and slapped it with my tongue, savouring in how it made her moan and writhe at my mouth.
Just as my jaw was getting sore, Kim began to come. Her pussy contracted with a squishing sound as she arched her back from the orgasm. A trickle of hot juice spilled from her and I had no choice but to swallow it, what with her leg on my back.
Only when she was done did her leg slip off allowing me to take my mouth off her pussy and catch my breath. I crawled up next to her on the bed.
Kim turned to look at me, smiled and touched my cheek. Then she burst into giggles. “Oh my God, Daniel, was that the grossest thing ever?” she asked.
I shook my head. “Strangely, it wasn’t,” I replied.
“Really?”
“I mean, I wouldn’t have it for breakfast every day…”
Kim lost it and st
arted to laugh. She slapped me playfully on the chest. “Gross!” she cried.
“But it was actually really hot,” I added.
“It was so hot,” Kim whispered, her laughter abating as she pressed her forehead against mine.
We lay there in silence, enjoying being next to each other instead of hundreds of miles apart.
“You really want me to do this?” Kim asked.
I looked deep into her eyes. “I really do.” I knew after what had happened at that club that I wanted it for sure.
Chapter 6
We had to take separate flights home after Kim had concluded her business meetings and by the time we’d landed Kim had come up with a plan.
“I think I know what we can do,” she said as we got into a cab.
“You do?”
“I think so,” Kim said, smiling and staring out the window.
“You going to share or keep it to yourself?” I asked.
Kim glanced at the driver and raised an eye.
“Oh. Right,” I muttered. I sat out the rest of the trip in silent anticipation of what Kim had come up with.
As soon as we were in the hallway and the door slammed shut behind me, Kim turned around with her fists on her hips. “Okay so that was fun and everything but what did we spend on your ticket?”
I sighed. “Almost a grand.”
“Yeah. That could get expensive. I say we look for something a little closer to home, maybe?”
My chest tightened at the suggestion. “What do you mean a little closer to home?”
“There’s clubs in town that…”
“Kim I’m all for that but aren’t you worried about being seen?”
Kim smiled with one corner of her mouth. “I wasn’t exactly talking about that kind of club.”
“What?” I whispered.
“You want me to have sex with someone, right?” Kim asked.
Hearing her say it made my inside hurt. “Right,” I muttered.
“There’s no way I’m hooking up with some stranger club rat, Daniel. A little groping and rubbing, sure, whatever. There’s no way that’s going inside me, though.” Kim’s expression was deathly serious.
“Then what are you talking about?”
She cracked a smile again. “So I’ve heard that sex clubs are a thing.”
“You want to go to a sex club?!?” I squawked.
Kim rolled her eyes. “Do you want me to have sex with someone else?”
Another punch to the gut that melted into lust. I nodded.
“There’s got to be something like that in town, right? We’re not New York but Dreyton’s big enough. Come on. Let’s go see what we can find.” She grabbed me by the hand and dragged me towards the couch.
Once we sat down Kim kicked off her shoes, tucked her feet under her thighs and propped her iPad up on a pillow. She tapped the words “sex club Dreyton” into the search bar.
My eyes went up at the first result. We looked at each other, both surprised. “I guess this is a thing,” Kim said, tapping the link.
The page that popped up was black with purple highlights and slender white text. There was a picture of one side of a woman’s naked body lying down. The logo covered her breasts.
Purple Circus.
Kim and I exchanged glances again.
A sharp shot of adrenaline coursed through me as I watched her delve into the information on the page. She was really getting excited by this, I could tell, and the more excited she was, the more excited I got with her.
“Okay so it’s at an undisclosed location, it says here. You have to provide health records and sign an NDC.” When she looked at me again her eyes were wide and bright and almost sparkling with glee. “This is perfect!”
I looked at the page again. I don’t know exactly what it was that didn’t sit well with me about the idea. I wanted to see Kim with another man but going to a club? It seemed almost…clinical.
“What’s wrong?” Kim asked.
I shrugged. “What if we just, I don’t know, met someone and brought them back here maybe?”
Kim rolled her eyes. “Daniel you can’t be serious? This is our house, our home. You want to see a stranger fuck me in our bed? Besides how would we even do that? Would you prowl bars asking other guys if they could fuck your wife while you watched? How many people do you think would go for that?” she asked, folding her arms across her chest.
“You’d be surprised,” I muttered back.
“Daniel.”
“No, you’re right, you’re right,” I said, sounding a little resigned. I don’t know what I’d been imagining, exactly, but it wasn’t a club.
“Daniel this way if we do run into anyone we know they’ve signed the NDC like we have. Consenting adults, no risk of word getting out. I’m so close to getting corporate, you know something like this could mess that all up.”
I sighed. “You’re right.”
“Daniel,” Kim said, putting a hand on my shoulder. “You know you can still change your mind about this, right? We don’t have to go through with it.”
“I know,” I said, nodding.
“But you still want to?” Kim asked.
“Yeah,” I answered. “I do.”
As Kim typed out the email I wandered upstairs to shower the plane ride away. A few minutes into the shower the door to the bathroom clicked open and Kim walked in.
She was grinning as she took off her clothes, then stepped into the shower.
“What?” I asked.
“They emailed me back!” she said.
I couldn’t help but let my eyes wander down her naked form. My cock jumped as I gazed at the tantalizing cleft of flesh that disappeared between her legs. “What’d they say?” I asked, focusing my attention on her eyes again.
Kim stepped closer and picked up my cock. She started rubbing it to hardness. “They were super nice and said that as long as we had membership applications and health records with us we could come any time.” She was staring into my eyes.
My cock hardened in her hand.
“You’re sure you still want to do this, right?” Kim asked as she stroked my dick to life.
“I’m sure,” I whispered, my voice a little tight. “Do you?”
Kim bit her lip and nodded. “Yeah,” she whispered back. “I really do.”
“Wait,” I said, trying to push her hand away from my cock. I didn’t want her to be disappointed if I came and she still wanted sex.
Kim stepped closer. She reached up and circled my nipple with the tip of her finger. “I thought that…I thought that maybe you could, you know, go down on me again?” She whispered, then, even more quietly, added, “it felt so good,” with another bite of her lip.
I shuddered as she tightened her grip on my meat.
Kim let her hand drift down from my chest, past my abs, down my leg until she brought it up under my nuts.
I sucked in air as she cupped them with the most gentle squeeze.
“Is that okay?” she breathed.
I nodded. My cock had hardened completely with her stroking and the orgasmic tickle had started working it’s way up my spine towards my brain.
Kim gazed into my eyes. “You thinking about another man fucking your wife?” she asked.
The question and the profanity it was laced with stiffened my shaft.
“You are now, you bad boy,” she said, grinning. “You thinking about what a little slut I’m going to be?” she said, laughing a little.
I grunted as she squeezed my nuts and stroked a little harder. “Fuck, Kim…”
“I’m going to let another man put his cock into my pussy. The same way I let Kyle in.”
Squeeze.
I had to brace myself against the wall. Water was splashing across my back. My jaw dropped at the mention of Kyle, at the thought of Kim being drunk and letting him fuck her for old times sake.
She grinned wider. “Oh you like that, don’t you? You like thinking of Kyle fucking me, your little drunk slut of a wi
fe spreading her legs and letting him…”
My knees started to shake. One more squeeze of my nuts and I felt my seed start to spill. “Oh fuck, Kim!” I shouted. I looked down at the sight of her pumping my hard shaft just as the first hot rush of ejaculate erupted from the head of my cock.
It flew through the air and landed on her stomach with a splat.
Kim looked down and started to laugh. “Oh Daniel!” she said. She started kneading my nuts, as if she were trying to squeeze all of my juice out. “That’s a good boy,” she said as another emission splashed onto her trim belly. “Spray it all over me. Spray your cum all over me, baby.”
Kim pointed my cock a little lower.
I was grunting with each pump of her hand. I was nearly drained but had a few drops left.
Kim gave me on final, stiff pump.
The remnants of my deposit dribbled out and landed just above her snatch.
Kim leaned close. “My turn,” she whispered and squeezed my balls.
I groaned.
Kim released my nuts and I dropped to my knees. The water from the shower sprayed the back of my head. I looked up.
Kim was staring down at me with an adoring look.
I knew what she wanted, I could tell by her eyes. Before dipping between her legs I slurped up the puddles of cum I’d sprayed onto her.
Kim’s expression melted. She patted my wet hair in an approving gesture, then put one leg up on the edge of the tub and pushed me down beneath herself.
The way she was standing I was forced to crane my neck pretty hard to reach her pussy. I started to eat her out and almost immediately Kim started to moan.
She bucked her hips back and forth, sort of riding my mouth with her cunt, trying to find the sweetest spot that would make her come. “There, right there, baby,” she said after a while.
I stayed perfectly still.
Kim continued to ride my face, her hips moving faster. Her legs began to shake. Her mouth fell open. She twisted her nipple and gasped.
Her pussy clamped down on my tongue.
“Fuck!” Kim screamed.
A hot gush of her ejaculate sprayed into my mouth. I gagged as it hit the back of my throat but managed to pull it together and not throw up or move away.
Kim grabbed a fistful of my hair and rode out her climax on my mouth. By the time she was done she was panting and gasping and leaning on the tile wall for support. She began to laugh and I wasn’t sure why.
