Candi's breath caught as a thrill of anticipation raced up her spine. She flicked her gaze to her husband as Harrison darted his tongue out and ran it down the crease between her pussy lips. Her skin goose bumped from the slow, erotic movement.
"You like it?" Big Jim asked in a tight voice.
"Yeah," she answered breathily, her eyes never leaving his.
"Is he making you feel good?" Jim asked, his voice raspy.
Candi dropped her eyes and watched as Jim unzipped his pants and tucked the fabric of his boxers beneath his swollen balls. His cock jutted straight up across his belly and he stroked it. "Very good," she said as Harrison wiggled his tongue and licked between her slippery folds.
"Better than me?" he asked with no hint of jealousy what-so-ever, his voice dripping with desire.
Instinctively, she could tell the idea excited Jim, and she played along with it. "Yes." She laid her hand on the back of Harrison's head and spread her legs wider, giving him better access.
"You like his tongue licking your pussy better than mine?" he asked again as he stroked his hand down the length of his cock slowly. A bit of pre-cum beaded on the tip.
"He knows what he is doing," she said, her eyes locked with her husband's as she ground her hips, rubbing her pussy against Harrison's tongue. She was humming with desire, every part of her alive with erotic sensation. The heady combination of two men lusting after her body and her husband's provocative words excited her more than she had ever been.
"He knows how to lick you better than I do?" Jim asked as he broke eye contact, dropping his gaze to watch Harrison eat his wife's pussy.
"Yes. So much better. See how wet I am? You never make me this wet," she said sensually, in between soft little moans. "I'll never be able to get me off this good." She was lying, but it was fun, going along with the humiliation role-play. Or was it that? Maybe he really was into it, and she was only just finding out. It would make the most sense because most men would be entirely too jealous to share their wife. But, Big Jim gave into Harrison's proposition much too easily. Usually, he was a shark when it came to closing the deal. Not that she minded. If he wanted to be humiliated, then she had no problem taking charge in the bedroom and insulting him. It was strange to her, but, it secretly thrilled her too. There was so much power in controlling someone else sexually. Perhaps that is why Big Jim liked it so much. He was a powerful business man all day long, so maybe he needed to unwind and let someone else take charge in the bedroom at night. And, if he enjoyed that little humiliation kink, then so be it. She could do it—and enjoy the fuck out of it in the process.
"Oh darlin'!" Jim exclaimed as he stroked his cock a bit faster.
She sucked on her bottom lip as she dropped her gaze, watching as Harrison ran his tongue over her clit. "Ah!" she whimpered as chills swept through her. "That feels amazing."
"You taste amazing," he said in between licks, flicking his tongue over her honey spot.
She bounced, riptides of pleasure swirling in every direction, overwhelming her senses. Her juices slicked his face, his chin glistened.
Harrison rolled his tongue over her clit while easing his fingers between her pink folds, then pressed them against her entrance. He pushed two fingers into her and pistoned them into her slippery moist channel.
"Omigod," she moaned the words as her head dropped back. Her dirty blonde hair swayed in the breeze blowing in from the open balcony doors.
"Is he going to make you cum?" Jim asked in a gravelly voice.
"Oh yeah! Oh fuck yeah! I'm going to cum all over his face!"
"Shit!" Jim exclaimed as he stroked his cock harder, faster.
"Oh-Oh!" she whimpered as everything faded. Her concentration was focused solely on Harrison's tongue and fingers. She was close, oh-so-damned-close! Her body began to tremble as her orgasm swelled within her, pushing her towards the most powerful climax she'd ever experienced. One final, determined lick of Harrison's tongue over her clit sent her reeling into another world, another dimension, where everything was white-hot and blissful. She exploded on the inside, shards of pleasure piercing every part of her, filling every cell until her entire body quaked from head to toe.
"Oh, my god!" Jim squealed as he beat off in the corner. "I'm cumming!"
She was too caught up in the sensations of her own orgasm to care about his, and all she could do was muster the strength to roll her head to the side and watch her husband's hand rapidly moving over his erection.
Jim's hand fisted tightly around his cock as he furiously pumped it. His cum spurted out in a stream and splattered across his belly. "Unghhhh," he muttered as he coated his wrist, hands, and stomach with his milky-white cum.
She felt the mattress sink as Harrison climbed onto the bed. He stretched out beside her and stroked his semi-hard cock as he stared at her voluptuous body. Her tits stretched the fabric of her camisole, perky despite their large size.
Harrison tugged the flimsy fabric beneath her plump breast and leaned his head over. He swiped his tongue across her erect nipple and sucked it into his mouth. "You have nice tits," he said as he switched nipples, giving each equal amounts of attention.
"Thank you."
"They're real?" he asked.
"Yeah. Runs in the family."
"Very nice," he said in between flicks of this tongue. He traced her areola with his fingertip while sucking on her nipple. "You have a very nice body, Candi. I am enjoying myself immensely."
She smiled, her dimple deepened. "So am I." Candi raked her fingers through his brown hair.
He kissed lower, swiping his tongue over the slope of her breast, then scattered kisses across her ribcage. "I want to fuck you. I have wanted to fuck you since the first time I have ever met you," he admitted.
"I've wanted to fuck you, too," she said, lying easily. Though she was enjoying him, she hadn't ever really thought about sleeping with the guy—but, she knew that hearing her say those words would flatter Harrison and humiliate her husband. Her blue eyes slanted, and she looked to Big Jim. "I want to fuck his brains out. I've wanted to fuck him forever, you know. I want to feel his big cock inside of my pussy, and whenever you and I have sex in the future, know that I will be thinking about him instead of you."
A myriad of emotions flashed across her husband's face—but arousal won the fight and smothered the rest of them out. His brown eyes glinted with pure, unadulterated lust. He was extremely turned on by her dirty mouth.
Harrison's cock was back to full height, his erection stiff and standing tall. "I want you to ride me."
"Mmm. I like the sound of that." She maneuvered around on the bed and straddled him, her knees pressing into the mattress on either side of his legs.
"No. Turn around. Face him as you sit on my dick," Harrison instructed in a raspy voice as he ran his hands along her sides.
Following orders, Candi switched her position and placed her hands upon Harrison's muscular thighs. She wiggled her hips, teasing him by rubbing her pussy against the tip of his cock a few moments before sinking down onto it.
Harrison groaned as she engulfed his cock with her pussy. "That's it, girl. Ride my dick. Ride me while your husband watches." His hands traveled down her back and sides, touching her everywhere.
Candi bounced, enjoying the naughty feeling of another man inside of her. Most anyone else would say that it was wrong, but in that moment, it felt oh-so-right. She looked at her husband with a devious smirk, "He has a nice cock."
"I can tell."
"Feels so good. He's going so deep inside of me."
"Is it better than mine?"
"Uh-huh. His is bigger and thicker and stays hard so much longer. It's better in every single way, darlin'."
Big Jim groaned and his cock swelled within his sticky hand.
"Really, darlin'? You think you can get it up again?" she said in a sensual, teasing voice. She was really getting into the whole humiliation role. It suited her, she thought mischievously. "You think you can get that ti
ny little dick hard again?"
"I will try," her husband replied in a sexually tortured tone.
"Uh-huh. Good thing I have Harrison here between my legs, buried in my pussy, else I'd just be a deprived little thing, now wouldn't I?" She took her time, her rhythm deliberately slow as she rode Harrison's cock.
Harrison sat up slightly behind her, positioning himself against the pillows. His hand roamed across her ass, while the other snaked around her slender hip and settled onto her pubic mound. He fingered her clit while using his thumb to massage her back hole.
The duality of sensations simmering through her felt like heaven. She sighed with delight and squeezed her inner muscles, milking his cock as she moved up and down his pole.
"I want to fuck you all night," Harrison said just before leaning forward and pressing his lips to the back of her shoulder.
"I wouldn't complain," she said between soft little moans. "It's nice to have a big cock in my pussy. Feels incredible." She raked her fingers down his thighs through the soft hair covering his legs.
"You like this big cock?" Harrison asked behind her.
"I love your big cock!" she squealed.
He picked her up by the hips and positioned her on the bed, face down. Behind her, he rammed his cock into her pussy, fucking her doggy-style. He squeezed her ass cheeks, kneading her creamy white skin. "Your pussy feels so good. Best deal I've ever made," he said as he thrust deep into her, causing his big balls to slap against the back of her thighs.
She had almost forgotten that she had started this night out merely to help her husband close a business deal. She had no idea she'd actually enjoy having another man ravishing her. Candi wasn't a slut, but in that moment, she felt like one, but, she was okay with that. And, she'd learned that her husband had a whole other side to him. A submissive side, and it thrilled her to find out his dirty little secret. He enjoyed seeing another man balls-deep in his wife. She couldn't help but wonder if he was going to share her with anyone else.
Harrison plunged his cock in and out of her at a maddening pace, only to pull out completely and flip her over onto her back. He spread her legs wide and ran his dick down her pink, swollen nether lips, easing the head of his cock between her folds. "Beg me for it."
She stared up at him, her china-blue eyes smoldering with lust. "Please."
"Please what?" he asked, smirking down at her.
"Please fuck me. Please give me your cock!" She couldn't actually believe those words were coming out of her mouth—nor the fact that she actually meant it. She wanted him to put his dick back inside of her. She wanted to feel him stretching her pussy and pounding her at a pace that her husband could never quite reach.
Harrison rubbed the head of his cock over her clit, massaging it slowly as he leaked pre-cum over her swollen button. "You're beautiful," he said, just before leaning over and brushing his lips across hers. He parted her lips and darted his tongue into her mouth.
She melted into the kiss, her tongue dancing against his as she ran her hands down his back, exploring his skin. Cupping her fingers around the curve of his ass, she pulled him deeper into her, marveling at how wonderful it felt to be so full of another man's cock.
Harrison thrust into her, pushing in and out of her womanly depths as their breath intermingled, their tongues lapping at one another's. He broke the kiss and whispered against her mouth, "Fuck! I'm going to cum in your pussy." He exploded, his cum shooting deep inside of her, filling her with his seed.
Candi gasped for air as her body quivered beneath his, her own orgasm fueled by Harrison's—the sound of his breath as he unloaded inside of her, the feel of his weight pressing against her from above her, and the fact that another man just came inside of her, another man who wasn't her husband.
*
"Harrison actually did it," Big Jim said as he slid the documents across his desk at the car dealership. "He sent over the paperwork for you to sign. He's putting it in your name."
"Did you believe that he wouldn't go through with it?" she asked curiously.
"A part of me thought he might not. We didn't have anything on paper, so, he could have. I mean, it's not like we would fight him in court for breaking his word."
Candi chuckled as she picked up the pen and began the lengthy process of signing her name on the land deeds and contracts. "I suppose not." She flicked her blue eyes up and locked her eyes with his. "So. Are we going to talk about any of it?"
"What's to talk about?" he asked in a small voice.
"Are you serious?"
He looked sheepish. "I just—I don't know where to begin, sugar. A part of me feels like I've gone and fucked things up real bad between us."
"Why do you say that?"
"Because—" he wet his lips nervously. "Because I fear that you will leave me for someone else. Someone bigger. Better."
She scoffed, "Don't be ridiculous. I love you."
"I don't see how?" he admitted softly.
"There are a million and one reasons why I love you. So, don't worry, darlin', I will never leave you." She smiled prettily at him. "You're my heart."
He tapped his fingers against the desk, "If you say so." He smiled at her, and then said, "And I love you to pieces, you have to know that."
"I do," she said airily. "So. Can we talk about the other thing?"
"Mmm. What's that?"
"The whole, getting-off-to-another-man-fucking-your-wife thing? And, the humiliation stuff. How long have you been into that kink? Why haven't you told me before? You know that you can tell me anything. I want you to trust me."
"Honestly, I don't know. I wasn't into any of it before you. I've never thought about it really, but, after we got married, I guess my insecurity got the best of me. At first, I was jealous when you'd flirt with other men because I knew that most of them were better than me."
"They aren't! No one is better than you, Jim!"
"They are. Well, some of them, anyhow. I guess that's how it began. I would imagine you taking one of them up on their offer. I was jealous, but then, as I imagined it, the thought of another man's cock in your pussy or mouth really got me hot."
Her brow quirked. "You should have said something sooner."
"I didn't know how. Really, how many men admit to their wives that they get off to the idea of them fucking another man?"
"I'm sure there are plenty of others with that kink. I actually had a friend whose husband loved watching her with all kinds of other men. Mostly black men, though, because they have such enormous cocks."
"I didn't know you'd be interested in, to be honest," he admitted.
"Well, neither did I, not until Harrison made his offer," she said as she finished signing the last of the documents. A smile curled the corners of her mouth, "But, I'm glad he did. We have the Juniper property!"
"So." He hesitated as his cheeks deepened with embarrassed color. "Would you be interested in doing it again?"
Candi looked surprised, "Really? So, this is something you want to explore?"
He gave a little nod of his head, "Only if you are comfortable with the idea."
"Yeah, I mean. I think so? Why not? It was fun being with Harrison."
"I didn't mean Harrison."
"Oh?"
"Yeah... I thought maybe you'd like to sleep with someone else. Someone... black."
She made a gaspy sound in the back of her throat. "Do you have someone in mind?"
Big Jim gave a little shrug of his shoulder. "No one in particular. I mean, I haven't actually pictured you with anyone in specific."
Candi ran the tip of her finger across her pearl necklace, absently twisting the strand. "This could be a lot of fun for us, darlin'." She gave him a provocative smile.
"So, you'd be into it?" he asked.
She nodded, "I'm game for anything as long as it makes you happy. Plus, I do fancy the idea of having a big, black cock between my legs."
He growled a sensual sound as his brown eyes widened. "Such a tease."
"Who's teasing?" she said as she stood up. "If this is what you really want, darlin', then I'm going to give it to you." She looked over her shoulder and made certain no one was walking by the office—his walls were glass and the blinds were up.
"What are you up to?" His brow quirked with suspicion.
"You'll see," she said teasingly as she lifted her skirt and flashed him. She had on a tiny pair of satin black panties that barely covered her slit. "I'm getting so hot and horny and I need a real man to satisfy me." She winked as she stepped around his desk. "Better pull those blinds down, lock your dock, and keep your eyes glued to camera seven."
"Camera seven?" he asked with a hint of confusion.
She laid her hand against the back of his head and pulled him forward, "Hurry, give me a little lick before I go."
Without another word, he rubbed his face against his wife's crotch and licked her pussy lips after moving her panties to the side.
She moaned softly, obviously enjoying the feel of his tongue lapping at her slit. "That's enough," she said as she pulled away and straightened her skirt. "Remember. Camera seven."
As she left the office, Big Jim hit the button to lower the blinds, then locked the door. Once he settled back down behind his desk, his gaze focused on camera seven. He could see her in the supply room with Jamar, one of his best salesmen.
"Oh, damn," he muttered under his breath as he watched her lock the supply room door. Jamar looked at her with confusion as she neared him. As her arms snaked around his neck, his eyes widened.
Jim turned on the sound so that he could listen in.
"What are you doing?" Jamar asked with a hint of panic.
"Kissing you," his wife said as she licked Jamar's neck, her pink tongue slithering a wet path across his black skin.
"Whoa! We can't do this! Jim will kill us!"
"Shhh. It will be our dirty little secret. You do like to get dirty, don't you Jamar?"
"Uh..." his voice trailed off as he weighed his options. "Fuck. Dammit. I don't want to betray him but fuck! You're smoking hot!"
"It will be all right," she cooed as she slid her hands beneath his shirt. "Take this thing off."
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