A Good Wife Will Bring a Slut Over for Hubby to Play With

The sight of a young, pretty, blonde woman, lying on her stomach between his legs, naked and sucking his cock must have been a pleasant one indeed.

“Are you in the bedroom?” I asked Cassian, my husband.

“Yes.”

“Are you naked?”

“Not yet.”

“Better hurry.”

I opened the bathroom door and leaned against the door frame, wearing a sultry expression.

“Happy Valentine’s Day,” I said, sliding my hands down my hips, and showing off my sexy lingerie.

“Wow! You look so hot,” he said as I sauntered toward the bed.

“So do you,” I said licking my lips.

I climbed onto the bed from the foot, watching his cock throb and dance as I cat-crawled toward him. As I continued forward, I caressed his hardness with my breasts and legs, and then I kissed him with an insatiable hunger.

“I want to play tonight,” I said in a breathless, husky voice as our lips parted.

“Play? How?” he gave my butt a strong squeeze before kissing my neck.

I moaned and shifted until I reached my nightstand. He grinned when I withdrew two silky scarves and I scooted forward to sit on his chest and grabbed his left arm. It took me less than a minute to tie his wrists to the headboard and then I reached back into the drawer again. His eyebrows shot up when I withdrew a black satin blindfold.

“Oh boy,” he muttered as I looked down at him with a crooked grin.

I placed the blindfold over his eyes and slid the strap around his head, letting out a devilish chuckle as I slipped out of the bed.

“No peeking,” I demanded and left him wondering for a few seconds before I licked the head of his cock, his shaft, and then his balls.

He grunted and gasped as I giggled and teased his cock, never letting him know when the next touch was coming. His cock danced in the air and he pulled at the scarves tying his wrists but didn’t manage to dislodge them.

“You’re driving me crazy, baby,” he growled when I sucked his cockhead between my lips and let it pop out.

“Good,” I purred, and then gave him the longest lap yet, from the base of his cock, to the tip.

An explosive growl escaped him when I finally took him in. I sucked his throbbing head between my lips, my tongue undulating around, then took him a little deeper, and sucked even harder.

Every few strokes, I would let him slip free with a wet pop, leaving him twitching in the open air before diving back in. Sometimes, I would only lap his balls, tickle the tip, and then engulf him a moment later. He began to writhe on the bed, every second a new surprise. When I finally pressed my lips to his, he kissed me hard.

“What? What is this?” he suddenly broke our kiss.

That’s when it hit him. Even though I was kissing him, he felt moist lips wrapped around his cock.

“Told you I want to play,” I said laughing and I pulled the blindfold away.

The sight of a young, pretty, blonde woman, lying on her stomach between his legs, naked and sucking his cock must have been a pleasant one indeed.

“Cass, meet Bea, my yoga instructor,” I said and slipped into the bed, next to her.

Bea winked at my husband and looked into his eyes as she bobbed her head on his thick shaft.

“You’ll have to share, though,” I said, leaning in and licking Bea’s luscious lips, wrapped around my husband’s cock.

“Ummm… not a problem,” he said as we engaged in a tongue-wrangling kiss over him.

“Doesn’t Bea have an incredible body?” I asked as Bea stood on her knees.

“Incredible,” he agreed and took the opportunity to drink in the sight of the younger woman. Her blonde hair was caught up in a ponytail, framing a fresh, young, beautiful face. She had perky, small breasts that fit her lithe form perfectly, and her pussy was perfectly shaved, leaving her ample pussy lips bare.

“Shall we?” I asked, taking Bea’s hand and wrapping it around my husband’s manhood.

The young girl knew what she was doing. Cassian didn’t even try to hold back his grunts as she took his cock into her mouth again.

“Mmmm, Yes. Just like that,” I encouraged her. I started to stroke over Bea’s back, slipping down frequently to her bottom and into the cleft.

She let his cock slip from her mouth with a gasp, but I stepped in, swallowing his cock down to the root.

“How can you get it all?” she asked and her eyes widened as my lips slid slowly back up his shaft.

I chuckled and let his cock pop from between my lips, trailing strands of saliva. “Practice. It took me a while to get used to his cock.”

Bea took him in next, going deeper than before and letting out a croak when he hit her throat. She pulled away to catch her breath and I took him in again. Back and forth we went, licking, sucking, tonguing, and kissing with him between us.

“Should we tease him a little longer?” I asked Bea.

That drew a gasp, followed by Bea biting her lower lip and nodding her head. Cassian let out an embarrassing, high-pitched grunt when her lips slipped from his sensitive organ and we both got up on our knees above him and shared a passionate kiss.

I laid back with my head toward the foot of the bed and my legs spread wide between my husband’s legs. Slowly, Bea crawled between my legs, and presenting her ass to my husband, she started lapping at my dripping cunt.

“You taste so good,” Bea said before taking another lick.

“You can have all you want,” I moaned.

“I want you to come for me,” she said in a rush as I began to buck my hips upward and her writhing intensified.

“Don’t stop,” I whimpered while squeezing my breasts.

Bea answered with a moan and sucked my clit between her lips. When she began shaking her head back and forth without releasing my swollen bud, a long moan that erratically rose and fell in pitch bubbled up from my lips and I grabbed the back of her head, holding her tight against my cunt as a huge orgasm came over me.

I managed to suck in a ragged gasp when my orgasm gave me a moment’s respite and pushed Bea away. The moment the young woman was out of the way, I clamped my legs together, twitching from the aftershocks.

My husband’s whimper redirected my attention to him and after a few rapid breaths, I got up on my knees and kissed Bea passionately.

“I think he needs to put his lips to work,” I said breaking our kiss.

As Bea was on her knees, I got behind her and spread her pussy lips, showing her to my husband.

“Isn’t it beautiful?” I asked as I parted her pink folds to show the evidence of wetness within.

“Oh, please,” Bea begged while caressing her breasts.

Bea got up, straddled my husband’s face, and looked down at him, anticipation causing her breasts to quickly rise and fall as he breathed in the musky perfume of her wet cunt.

A long, broken cry escaped Bea as she lowered herself onto my husband’s face and he lapped her sweet young pussy.

“Is her pussy as sweet as I think it is?” I asked.

“So sweet,” he slowed his tongue only long enough to respond and then gave a devilish stab of his tongue under Bea’s hood, forcing her to cry out from the unexpected assault on her clit.

“Didn’t I tell you he was great with his tongue?” I asked Bea.

“Oh god, yes!” she responded.

Bea’s yelp when he sucked her hood between his lips and exposed her clit to his tongue echoed back loudly from the walls. Her hand snapped to the back of his head, the fingers twining into his hair and digging into his scalp.

“She’s going to cum, baby.”

Cassian released her clit only long enough to shift position and added quick shakes of his head to the sensations. Her grip on his hair tightened even more. He kept up the pressure, flicking his tongue and shaking his head as quickly as he could manage without losing the grip of his lips on her clit. The muscles in her thighs tensed and her hips lifted as her hands pulled him tight against her. She wailed long and loud as she drew ever nearer the precipice of ultimate pleasure.

“Oh! Oh! Oh god! Oh yeah! Yeah!” Bea screamed.

The last word trailed off into a squeal of release as her orgasm exploded. She lurched and continued to cry out, her voice spiking as the electric bolts of bliss shot through her. All the while, my husband kept his tongue moving.

“Yes. Yes. There you go,” I encouraged her as I smoothed Bea’s blonde hair away from her face.

Bea collapsed on the bed next to him, twitching, and trembling through the aftershocks with her eyes tightly closed. She whimpered and gasped, sometimes crying out, until the sweet torment finally began to give her respite.

I scooted across the bed as Bea shivered through the ebbing climax, seeking my husband’s lips and kissing him passionately. His erect cock hadn’t gone unnoticed, and he grunted when I wrapped my hand around his shaft.

“I need you. Now,” I huskily said as I pushed on his chest.

Still shaky from her climax, Bea scooted closer and curled her fingers around my husband’s cock as I straddled his hips. As she held his cock straight up, I sank on him the moment his head touched my pussy lips.

“Ah fuck, baby,” he growled from the sensation of sliding into my satiny canal.

“Rub my clit,” I gasped while pinching my nipples and a shuddering moan shook me when Bea did exactly that.

All my husband had to do was enjoy the show before him. A hot young blonde woman rubbed his wife’s clit while I pinched and twisted my erect nipples, moaning loudly.

“Oh god. Your cock feels so good,” I said locking eyes with his.

The bed began to creak as I picked up the pace. Bea also shifted to a more comfortable position and kept pace.

“Are you going to come for us?” Bea asked as her fingers blurred.

“Yes. Faster,” I answered.

“You’re so hot, baby,” Cassian said and he flexed the muscles in his groin, making his cock throb inside of me.

Wailing from the sensation, I went absolutely wild, going up and down on his cock, forcing Bea to chase me a little to keep her pressure on my clit.

“Oh. Oh god. Oh god. Oh god,” tumbled from my lips. “I’m… Gonna… Oh, gonna…”

A tight-throated squeal followed, and my hips lost their rhythm but didn’t stop. Bea stayed right on target, her fingers flashing over my swollen bud as I trembled, my mouth hanging open and sucking in air with a noisy gasp.

Cassian suddenly thrust his hip upward and pushed me over the edge. Lashing my head back and forth, breath coming in whimpers and gasps, I spasmed uncontrollably from the ongoing shockwaves of orgasm.

“Was that as good as it looked?” Bea asked as she caressed my body.

“Fuck yes,” I answered. “Would you like to have that cock deep inside you?”

“Oh, please. I need it so bad,” she answered.

“Hang on. We’re doing this my way. I think you’ll both love it.”

With a couple of tugs, I untied the bows holding my husband’s wrists in place, and immediately he got on his knees.

“Bea, you get up on your hands and knees,” I ordered.

She nodded and immediately rolled over, fingering her pussy as she got in position. Cassian grasped Bea’s shapely behind and settled into position behind her.

I positioned myself behind my husband, and wrapped my fingers around his erection, just behind the head, pulling it closer to Bea’s folds, rubbing his cock up and down the slippery parting of her lips.

“Tell me you want it,” I said.

“I want his cock inside of me. Please,” she answered looking over her shoulder at us, biting her lower lip.

“Then give it to her, baby,” I said while centering his tip at the entrance of her cunt.

A grunting growl escaped Cassian as the head of his cock slipped inside her, and she let out a yelp. She was deliciously tight, resisting his slow push despite an abundance of wetness.

“Relax, sweetie. Let him in,” I encouraged her.

Bea groaned as he penetrated a little deeper, and then gasped when he withdrew again. The next stroke drew a whimper, and the one that followed, a moan.

“Fuck she’s tight,” he grunted as he fed her half his cock.

“Make her cum, and then fill her up,” I said, coating my index finger with my own juices and then slowly sliding it down his ass crack.

The angle was a little awkward but I managed to reach his puckered hole and I slowly pressed my index finger against his tight hole. Bea began letting out an ever-louder stream of exclamations as he pounded her and my finger made its way inside my husband’s ass.

A loud growl rumbled in his throat as I started to finger fuck his ass faster and faster, trying to keep the same rhythm as his. Suddenly, Bea exploded into orgasm with a screeching wail, screaming and clawing at the bed sheets as she came over and over.

Cassian managed a few short, sporadic thrusts, but even that had him on the cusp of his own explosion.

“Fill her up,” I said in a rush, feeling his ass tighten around my finger.

He slammed into her hard and erupted with a scream of his own, his cream surging into Bea’s clinging cunt. Every thrust of my finger inside his tight ass made him twitch and intensified his climax.

Without notice, I pulled my finger out of his ass and grabbed his cock, wrapping my lips around his pussy-slick cock, sucking him clean. Watching his hot cum drip from Bea’s cunt, I buried my face between her ass cheeks and lapped up my husband’s cum, mixed with her juices.

After a few minutes of feigned uncomfortable silence, Bea finally caught her breath, sat up, and leaned back on her hands. She glanced at me and then smiled at Cassian before standing. The little minx strutted with her bare ass swaying over to her discarded clothing on the floor.

“Good job,” I said as Bea walked over to the bathroom door and gave us a finger-waggling wave.

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