by Lexi Archer
Which made it a damn good thing we didn’t have that sort of outdated idea of how a relationship worked.
Speaking of. Down below Melanie was doing a hell of a job of making it clear that my wife had been right about her coworker’s crush on me while at the same time proving that she wasn’t into the trappings of a traditionally monogamous relationship either.
She let out a gagging noise that was like pure orgasmic bliss to my ears. That was the sort of noise a woman made when she was going too deep. When she didn’t have too much experience giving a guy head. It was swirling together with the already heady forbidden cocktail that was feeling her doing this to me to send me into overdrive. That little gag, quiet so it couldn’t be heard on the other side of the room, echoed through my mind.
Melanie pulled back and then she was poised with her mouth on the edge of my cockhead. She was staring up with the sexiest pair of “fuck me” eyes I think I’d ever seen, and it was precisely because that wasn’t the sort of look I ever would’ve expected getting from a girl who I’d thought of as sweet, innocent, and mostly virginal up to this point.
Noise from the other side of the room pulled me away from the delicious sensation of Melanie moving down on my cock again. She was only able to go about halfway down my cock before she stopped, it seemed that she wasn’t going to try and pull any porn star feats of deep throating on me and I couldn’t blame her since that would risk her making the sort of noise that might alert our spouses as to what was going on, but then again from what I could see of the two of them over there I didn’t think there was much worry.
There was no doubt in my mind that something was going on now. Earlier it could’ve been a trick of the eyes, but Tyler was sitting behind my wife with his hands wrapped around her waist and there was no doubt he was pressing against her. There was no doubt his hard cock was pressing into her ass and I even thought I could hear her gasping from across the room, though that was impossible.
If I could hear her gasping then there was no way they couldn’t hear the way Melanie was bobbing up and down on my cock.
It was weird. Almost as though thinking that was enough to draw Tyler’s attention over to our side of the room. He glanced over his shoulder, the quick furtive glance of a man terrified he’s going to get caught doing something he shouldn’t be doing, and when his eyes locked with mine they went wide and his mouth opened.
I grinned. What else could I do? Here I was with my cock buried in his wife’s mouth while he was grinding against my wife. The situation was ridiculous, and as he looked down he seemed to realize that his wife was nowhere to be found. He must’ve realized what the look on my face meant as I watched him grinding against Carrie, a sight that never failed to turn me on.
I fucking loved watching my wife having fun with other men. Almost as much as I loved the feel of this blowjob from Melanie who seemed inexperienced but she was more than making up for that inexperience with enthusiasm!
That enthusiasm coupled with locking eyes with her husband just as the dawning realization hit him that his wife was getting up to something just as naughty as my wife was getting up to was too much for me. I closed my eyes and let out a groan. I didn’t care at this point. He obviously knew what was going on. Carrie wouldn’t care about what was going on.
He wanted to grind up against my wife? That was fine, but he’d have to accept the consequences.
I looked down to Melanie and she stared up at me as she pulled out until it was just the tip of my cock in her lips. She seemed to sense that I was close, and she swirled her tongue around the tip of my cock as I felt my balls contract and then I was exploding inside her mouth.
Pretty little Melanie might not have been very experienced when she was giving a blowjob, but she definitely knew what she was doing when she was taking my load. Her tongue continued to swirl and she stared up at me like a fucking innocent temptress as I shot over and over. And would you believe that she didn’t miss a single bit? I felt her mouth contract and saw her throat move and then she was swallowing. I was blowing my load down her throat and into her petite stomach.
I felt like she was sucking the very essence out of me. I felt like I was going to lose it and I had to move a hand out and grab the side of the sink which was still running because I’d been so distracted that I didn’t bother to turn it off. I held onto that counter for dear life as I continued blowing my load until I got to the point where my cockhead got sensitive and I had to reach down and take her cheek in my hand to stop her from causing me to collapse.
“Fuck that was amazing Melanie,” I said.
She pulled off and my cock made an audible pop as a trail of my cum ran from my cock to her mouth and then it snapped apart. I looked across the room to where Carrie had turned around and was grinning at me while Tyler stood looking shell-shocked, though the way my wife’s hand was running up and down his cock from behind in a mirror both of what she’d done with me earlier and what his wife had done with me just moments ago was probably helping him get through the shock of the moment.
“Holy shit,” Tyler said.
I cocked an eyebrow at Carrie. “Ready for some fun baby?”
“You’re asking the wrong person cowboy,” she purred. “I know Tyler’s ready to go.”
I looked down to Melanie who still looked so captivating on her knees, even fully clothed, staring up at me with just a hint of my come on her lips. As I glanced down at her she reached out and licked that up causing me to shudder.
“Oh I’m ready,” she said. She bit her lip and she looked uncertain for a moment. She was the epitome of sexy innocence. “Carrie says you’ve done this before. Teach me?”
5: Compensation
“Did you hear that baby?” Carrie said. “She wants you to teach her.”
“Oh I heard that,” I said.
I couldn’t believe this. Sure Carrie and I had done some things over the years that were pretty out there in terms of fantasy territory, but this blew all of those experiences away. There was just something about Melanie, something about the sense of innocence she exuded even when she had my cock buried in her mouth, that turned me on and inspired me to higher levels of arousal than I think I’d ever felt before in my life.
I wondered if Carrie was feeling the same thing with Tyler. I wondered if he gave off a quality that I wasn’t picking up on. I wondered if she was as turned on by the idea of him getting turned on by her as I was.
More than anything I wanted to see where this evening was going to go. I knew I was on board. I could tell from the way Carrie was talking that she was on board. I could tell from the way Melanie kept those “fuck me” eyes fixed on my own that she was definitely up for a little bit of fun.
The only wild card in this whole situation was Tyler. All eyes in the room moved to him. Sure he’d been turned on by my wife. Sure he’d been grinding against her and taking some of his pleasure. Of course there was a huge difference between grinding against someone else and his wife giving a full on blowjob to a strange man. What would he think of that? Would the two sins balance out in his mind? Would he be willing to do a little more sinning in the interest of balancing the scales?
“Did you really just give him a blowjob?” Tyler asked.
Melanie looked over to him and the innocence was gone from those eyes. She was a temptress. A seductress. She was a naughty little minx who knew she was the center of attention and she was enjoying every moment of it. That flash was enough to make me seriously wonder if I’d completely misjudged her. If my wife and I were the ones who were being seduced instead of the other way around.
Nah.
“You know I did Tyler,” she said. “We talked about this. You were the one who said the idea turned you on.”
Interesting. Very interesting. So our boy Tyler here had a fantasy about watching his wife with another man. That was a fantasy that I could get behind considering it was the fantasy that had launched my own polyamorous sex life with Carrie. That was a fantasy that I had
gotten behind on more than one occasion. That was a fantasy that I was hoping I would be able to get behind tonight, because while Melanie’s mouth was nice there were so many other forbidden pleasures I was sure she had on offer and I wanted to try all of them!
“Well yeah, the idea. I didn’t think you’d actually do it…”
“Yeah? What about you and all the fun you were having with Carrie?”
Tyler looked down and didn’t seem to have a good response for that. It probably didn’t help that Carrie moved up behind him and started running her hands all over his body. One hand in particular moved down to start rubbing his cock. She winked at me and I took the hint.
I pulled Melanie up and whirled her around so she was facing her husband. I moved up behind her in much the same way that my wife had moved behind Tyler, and I allowed myself to start exploring her body while putting on a show for her husband at the same time.
God she felt incredible. Her body was so tight. Granted Carrie was still a tight hardbody as well given her obsession with fitness, watching her prancing around the living room in yoga pants and a sports bra was always one of the highlights of my day, but there was something to be said for getting to explore new territory every once in awhile. It was one of the perks of deciding to be more open in your marriage.
It was especially nice when I knew it was mostly unexplored territory. When I could tell from the way Tyler was licking his lips and staring, from the way Melanie stiffened for a moment at my touch and then seemed to melt into me after that moment of stiffness, that I was the first guy other than her husband to do this exploring in a good long while.
She felt so incredible. The way her stomach was rising and falling rapidly as my hands ran over it. The way her tight ass felt, every bit as wonderful as I’d fantasized about, as I pressed my already hardening cock against it.
I suppose that was also a testament to how damned hot she was. Usually it took me a little while to get up and going again. The spirit was willing, but the flesh could be weak and all that. Particularly as I got on in age even though I was only in my early thirties. The point is it was slightly remarkable that I was able to start getting hard again so quickly, though Melanie seemed to take it as a given as she started pressing her ass back against my already exposed cock that was still slick with her spit.
I looked up to Tyler. “I know what you’re probably thinking right now, man.”
“You do?” he asked.
I listened for any sign of heat, any sign that he wasn’t enjoying what I was doing to his wife, but there was none of that. No, he was breathing heavily and he seemed to be enjoying the show even if he was still putting up a token resistance. It was a token resistance I knew very well because I’d done it myself once upon a time. The first time I shared Carrie. Back when I still thought I needed to act a little upset about my wife getting with another man. Back before I’d realized our relationship was safe no matter who we played with and that I needed to let go of my jealous hangups already.
Yeah, it was pretty obvious that Tyler still had some of those jealous hangups to work through, but I was also sure he’d be more than happy to work through those if Carrie was the one helping him work on some of those issues.
I could help him just a little too, though. After all, I’d been where he was standing almost a decade ago and more than anyone else in the room I probably had a pretty intimate understanding of what was going through his head.
“You’re looking at me right now running my hands all over your wife and you’re thinking about how what you should be doing right now is coming over here and punching me out or some bullshit alpha male stuff like that, right?”
Tyler licked his lips again. He closed his eyes and inhaled sharply as Carrie apparently found a nice spot on his cock that really got his attention. His eyes opened again and locked with mine.
“Something like that,” he said.
“My wife is running her hands all over you and you don’t see me over there trying to beat you up, do you? You didn’t see me getting jealous about you grinding against my wife, did you?”
“Well no…”
“Melanie, can you do something for me baby?”
“Mmm, anything you want,” she gasped. It seemed she was just as into this as I was. It seemed she was as much a part of the seduction as Carrie and I. I suppose that was a good thing that at least one half of the couple we were trying to seduce was a more than willing participant. It made it easier to get the other half of the couple to be a willing participant, in my experience.
“Tell him how good this feels. Tell him everything I’m doing,” I said.
“Oh God Tyler this feels so good. It feels so much better than everything we talked about. His cock is grinding against my ass and his hands are all over me and it’s so naughty because he’s the first to…”
Now it was my turn to take in a sharp breath. I had a good idea that I was the first man other than Tyler to explore this hot newlywed’s almost-virginal territory, but hearing the confirmation was so fucking hot. If my cock was only half at attention before, well let’s just say her admission that I was the first guy to be feeling her up like this and then her quickly shutting her mouth was enough to blow completely through the refractory period and get my cock standing at full attention pressing into her ass.
“Oh fuck…” she moaned. “His cock is pressing into my ass. I think he likes being the first guy other than you to get to do this…”
“Am I really the first Melanie?”
“Well there were a couple of other guys in high school and college, but Tyler was the first guy I ever, you know.”
“Does Tyler ask you about those other guys? Ask you about what you did with them? Does he like you to talk about it while you’re fucking?”
I was taking a shot in the dark here, but I figured it was a pretty educated shot in the dark. After all, that was how it started with Carrie and me. It started with me terrified about how she would react. It progressed to me acting like a jealous asshole when other guys were around her, and finally coming to terms with my fantasy and telling her about it.
Telling her about it had been one of the best damn things I’d ever done. It had opened up a world of sexual possibilities for us. A world that had led to some of the most intense experiences of my life. A world that this other sexy couple was on the cusp of if Tyler would just admit this turned him on.
“I do ask her to do that,” Tyler said. His voice was strangled, though whether that was because of what I was doing to his wife or because of what my wife was doing to him was difficult to tell. Probably a little bit of both.
“Yeah Tyler? Does it turn you on thinking about other guys feeling up your wife? Did you jerk off thinking about it before you told her about your fantasy?”
“Yes,” he said. “I wouldn’t have ever said anything if Melanie didn’t mention Carrie having a little crush on me. After that it all sort of just came out.”
I grinned at Carrie and she gave me a sexy little wink. So she’d been the architect of this whole thing. Something told me she knew exactly what she was doing when she dropped that she was turned on by Melanie’s wife. She probably had a good idea that Melanie had a thing for me and then tossed the dice.
It looked like it was going to be one hell of a winning roll, too. For both of us! I was going on about how turned on he got thinking about his wife with other men, but that fantasy still burned fucking bright for me too. It was still driving me crazy watching Carrie running her hands all over another man.
It was funny how we could do this dozens of times over the years and it still felt like the first time every time. I still felt that same anticipation that gave me a huge case of the shudders. I still felt my pulse quickening in a way that had nothing to do with the hottie whose body I was exploring, though it did feel nice as I finally got really daring and moved my hands up to cup Melanie’s tits.
God her body was perfect. They were like delicious little cones that were just waiti
ng to be sucked. Just like the rest of her they were so petite, but wasn’t anything more than a handful a waste? She gasped again as I ran my fingers around her nipples which were pressing out through the thin material of her top.
Yeah, it didn’t feel like she was wearing a bra at all.
“So why don’t we all go ahead and fulfill everyone’s fantasy?” I said. “It seems like everyone’s on board. It seems like this is what you’ve wanted. Let your fantasy become reality.”
“Fuck Tyler. I know how much you’ve wanted this and now we’re here. It’s now or never!”
Tyler looked at me, or more accurately he looked at my hands running all over his wife. Exploring every inch of her body. At this point we were more or less just grinding against each other and dry humping putting on one hell of a show for my wife and her husband. I could feel her ass pressing against my cock which was almost nestled between her ass cheeks except for her annoying shorts in the way. I’d pulled up her shirt exposing her stomach and my palms were inching up towards her tits.
All I was waiting was for word from Tyler. Conflict was obvious on his face. It was a conflict that I knew so well from the time I was in the same spot he was. I knew how that conflict was going to end even if Tyler didn’t. There was no denying this fantasy. There was no getting around it.
It was an obsession, a fantasy, that could only be controlled by giving into it.
“Yeah, I suppose I’m up for a little fun,” Tyler finally said. He was rewarded almost immediately by Carrie moving around to his front and really giving it to him where moments ago she’d just been teasing and playing along with me.
I didn’t have much time to think about what my wife was doing though. Didn’t have time to watch her part in our seduction of this couple into a lifestyle of infidelity. No, I was busy with my own infidelity happening right in front of me as Melanie wheeled around and her hand was down on my cock just like it had been right before she gave me that incredible blowjob.
