A Fantasy - Threesomes & Moresomes
In the kitchen
Vicky struggled with the box in the back of her car. Looking into the house her husband was no where to be seen.
“Do you need a hand?” James asked from the fence. The young man from next door looked as Vicky struggled with the box. She brushed the hair away from her eyes and she released the box back into the boot. “That would be great.” James ran to the boot and grabbed the box. Vicky led him up to the house. 'How is Uni going for you?”
James negotiated the steps to the front door. “They say first year is always the hardest.” He smiled from behind the box. “Where is hubby?”
Vicky watched as he marched by her into the house. She was admiring his body, the jeans hanging loosely from his waist. “Probably went to the shops.”
Vicky led him into the kitchen. “Would you like a coffee?” James put the box down on the dinner table and followed her into the kitchen. “Sure,” Lowering himself into the chair at the table. He looked over, Vicky's body casting a silhouette through the light dress she was wearing.
Vicky could feel his eyes on her body, a young man's hungry eyes. She looked over him and smiled, a moment shared, eyes locked, she looked at him there in the chair. She turned back to the kettle and moved to the shelf with the cups.
James was quick, seizing the opportunity presented to him, his lust drove him up close behind her. She almost dropped the cups as his hands snaked around her waist. She didn't look at him, she could feel him almost enveloping her. His breath hot on her neck, his hands sliding up her body, cupping hers breasts. She smiled as she felt the hard cock in his pants, nestling between her ass cheeks.
He kissed her neck. Vicky pushed her body against his, his cock barely restrained by his pants. He kissed her ear. She could feel her nipples hardening as he rubbed her. She gripped the kitchen sink as he started to grind his cock against her, his hands travelled to her shoulder and pulled the straps of the dress down her arms, trapped by her sides she was helpless as he exposed her breast over the kitchen sink.
His hands were warm on her nipples, his kisses along her exposed shoulders and neck were making her excited, she could feel the wetness in her panties, the cool air as one of his hands raised the sun dress up.
His hand slipped into her panties, straight away the wetness increased. “You are so wet, so hot.” His breath in her ear was warm, like his fingers as they rubbed up and down over her wet slit. “So naughty,” He slid the first finger into her. “It's a shame that your husband isn't here to watch me fuck you. To see how much of a slut his sexy wife is.” He slid in the second finger. They began to move in and out. “To watch as his wife sucked my cock, licked it, tasted it before his eyes.” Vicky moaned as his fingers slid in and out, her clit feeling the roughness of his hands.
“I'm sure he wouldn't mind.” The voice came from behind. James froze, his fingers buried inside Vicky. He turned his head to the door. Vicky's husband stood in the door His eyes locked on the lewd scene before him. Vicky's skirt above her waste, James's fingers inside her, her breasts exposed before her husband.
James noticed that Vicky gently continued to grind herself down on his fingers, her husband stared, enraptured as she did so. James allowed her to turn and face her husband, her shaved pussy responded to his touch, seemingly getting even more wet. James withdrew his fingers and began to pull her panties down till the fell to the floor. “Do you like it?” The question asked of both of them. “Do you like what you see?” He ran his fingers over Vicky's pussy, massaging it before her husband. He stared as James's fingers made circles over her clit. Occasionally he would slide a finger in, then out. Her husband watching as the young man handled his wife. James became more bold as her husband continued to watch. He kissed Vicky on the mouth. “Take my cock out.”
Vicky slide the zipper down on his jeans, her hand pulled the belt from its recess and she flipped the button. Slowly she slid her hand inside his pants. She smiled lewdly at her husband as her hands disappeared inside his pants. She could feel his cock. It was already hard. It was hot, think, and felt so good in her hand. She pulled the cock from its cloth prison. She didn't need to be told. She dropped to her knees in the kitchen, before her husband and started to lick it. She ran her tongue over it, sliding the head into her mouth, she slowly allowed it to fully enter her mouth. She looked up at James, their eyes met. Her husband completely lost in the moment. Vicky slid her hand between her legs, rubbing herself, feeling her own orgasm build as she could feel it in the throbbing cock that was in her mouth.
James was having trouble standing, his hands running through her hair as her fucked her mouth, look at her sexy eyes, he travelled the path down her body, her breasts, her hand moving rhythmically between her own legs. He felt her stiffen as she came. The shudder in her body from the release. Her own hand wrapped around his cock. She didn't want him to cum just yet. She had more ideas.
Vicky took her mouth from the cock and looked at her husband. Then back at James. “Please fuck me.” James helped her rise. As she did, he removed the dress, her black stockings all that remained on her body. He then kissed her again. His hands rubbing her nipples. “Not here.” He looked at her husband. “On your bed. Where you two sleep.” They moved towards her husband, her hand still holding James cock, leading him toward the bedroom. They entered the bedroom. Vicky's husband followed, his eyes fixed on the couple that were going to fuck on their bed.
James instructed Vicky's husband to sit on the chair in the corner of the room. Vicky was directed to help James remove his clothes. She kissed his chest as it became exposed, she kissed him on the mouth. He pushed her back so she sat on the bed. Her face level with his cock. Vicky reached out for it, her hand wrapping around it and she began to pump it, her hand moving along the shaft. She started to try and put it in her mouth but was stopped by James. She looked at him. “What do you say?” His tone spoke volumes. “Please.'” Vicky replied. “Please what?”
“Please may i suck your cock?”
“You want to suck my cock in front of your husband. You want your husband to watch as some young guy fucks your mouth, then fucks you.”
“Yes.” She looked at her husband.
“Are you a slut.”
“Yes.”
“And you need more cock than just your husbands don't you.”
“Yes”
“You want my cock. You want my cum on your tits, my sweat on your body, my cock deep inside you.”
“Yes”
James smiled. “Good.” He released her so she could slide the cock into her mouth. She wanted it inside her. She got it nice and slick, James's hands, touching hers breasts, teasing her nipples.
“Now I'm ready.” James said finally. She climbed back onto the bed. “On your hands and knees” James instructed. “I want your husband to see the look on your face as you feel my cock slide into you.” Vicky complied, assuming the required position. James moved behind her. He looked at Vicky's husband. Their eyes met. He lined his cock up with her pussy. He rubbed it over her lips, teasing but never going in her. Vicky tried to thrust back on his cock. She wanted inside her. “Please.” She said again.
James kept teasing. “Tell your husband what you want.”
Vicky looked at her husband. “I want him to fuck me. To make me his whore. To fuck me in front of you.” James entered her. A deep thrust. And Vicky moaned, her eyes locked on her husbands as her neighbour continued to slide his cock in and out of her pussy. “Is it good?” James asked? “Do you like my cock?” Vicky continued to look at her husband, there on the chair. His cock now in his hand, watching the two of them fuck on their marriage bed. “I love your cock.”
“Good” James fingers travelled a path down her back. His balls slapping into her bare pussy with every thrust. “Suck your husband. Make him cum” Her husband stood before her at the edge of the bed. Vicky took his cock in her mouth. Trying to find her rhythm as James continued to drive his cock into her. Vicky felt her husband cock, throbbing in her mouth. She licked, sucked. She knew her husband and she knew it wouldn't be long.
James slowed his pace, his cock, drawing out of her, taking what seemed forever, then sliding back into her. Her husband played with her breasts, James rubbed her body all over, exploring the back, his fingers through her hair, sometimes leaning over as he thrust into her. The heat of his body merging with hers. Vicky began to cum. She could feel her wetness accentuate the feeling she was getting from James cock. It felt like it grew even bigger as exploded inside her, his cum, hot inside her pussy. Her husband continued to rub her nipples, the thrusting of James began to subside as he emptied his cum in her. Vicky concentrated on her husband. All her attention given to the cock in her mouth.
She could feel the cum as it came from her husband, she pulled the cock from her mouth and watched as it ran over her hands, exploded across her breasts. It felt warm, and it clung to her sweat covered skin. Vicky smiled. She had two cocks and the rest of the afternoon.
“Do you need a hand?” James asked from the fence. The young man from next door looked as Vicky struggled with the box. She brushed the hair away from her eyes and she released the box back into the boot. “That would be great.” James ran to the boot and grabbed the box. Vicky led him up to the house. 'How is Uni going for you?”
James negotiated the steps to the front door. “They say first year is always the hardest.” He smiled from behind the box. “Where is hubby?”
Vicky watched as he marched by her into the house. She was admiring his body, the jeans hanging loosely from his waist. “Probably went to the shops.”
Vicky led him into the kitchen. “Would you like a coffee?” James put the box down on the dinner table and followed her into the kitchen. “Sure,” Lowering himself into the chair at the table. He looked over, Vicky's body casting a silhouette through the light dress she was wearing.
Vicky could feel his eyes on her body, a young man's hungry eyes. She looked over him and smiled, a moment shared, eyes locked, she looked at him there in the chair. She turned back to the kettle and moved to the shelf with the cups.
James was quick, seizing the opportunity presented to him, his lust drove him up close behind her. She almost dropped the cups as his hands snaked around her waist. She didn't look at him, she could feel him almost enveloping her. His breath hot on her neck, his hands sliding up her body, cupping hers breasts. She smiled as she felt the hard cock in his pants, nestling between her ass cheeks.
He kissed her neck. Vicky pushed her body against his, his cock barely restrained by his pants. He kissed her ear. She could feel her nipples hardening as he rubbed her. She gripped the kitchen sink as he started to grind his cock against her, his hands travelled to her shoulder and pulled the straps of the dress down her arms, trapped by her sides she was helpless as he exposed her breast over the kitchen sink.
His hands were warm on her nipples, his kisses along her exposed shoulders and neck were making her excited, she could feel the wetness in her panties, the cool air as one of his hands raised the sun dress up.
His hand slipped into her panties, straight away the wetness increased. “You are so wet, so hot.” His breath in her ear was warm, like his fingers as they rubbed up and down over her wet slit. “So naughty,” He slid the first finger into her. “It's a shame that your husband isn't here to watch me fuck you. To see how much of a slut his sexy wife is.” He slid in the second finger. They began to move in and out. “To watch as his wife sucked my cock, licked it, tasted it before his eyes.” Vicky moaned as his fingers slid in and out, her clit feeling the roughness of his hands.
“I'm sure he wouldn't mind.” The voice came from behind. James froze, his fingers buried inside Vicky. He turned his head to the door. Vicky's husband stood in the door His eyes locked on the lewd scene before him. Vicky's skirt above her waste, James's fingers inside her, her breasts exposed before her husband.
James noticed that Vicky gently continued to grind herself down on his fingers, her husband stared, enraptured as she did so. James allowed her to turn and face her husband, her shaved pussy responded to his touch, seemingly getting even more wet. James withdrew his fingers and began to pull her panties down till the fell to the floor. “Do you like it?” The question asked of both of them. “Do you like what you see?” He ran his fingers over Vicky's pussy, massaging it before her husband. He stared as James's fingers made circles over her clit. Occasionally he would slide a finger in, then out. Her husband watching as the young man handled his wife. James became more bold as her husband continued to watch. He kissed Vicky on the mouth. “Take my cock out.”
Vicky slide the zipper down on his jeans, her hand pulled the belt from its recess and she flipped the button. Slowly she slid her hand inside his pants. She smiled lewdly at her husband as her hands disappeared inside his pants. She could feel his cock. It was already hard. It was hot, think, and felt so good in her hand. She pulled the cock from its cloth prison. She didn't need to be told. She dropped to her knees in the kitchen, before her husband and started to lick it. She ran her tongue over it, sliding the head into her mouth, she slowly allowed it to fully enter her mouth. She looked up at James, their eyes met. Her husband completely lost in the moment. Vicky slid her hand between her legs, rubbing herself, feeling her own orgasm build as she could feel it in the throbbing cock that was in her mouth.
James was having trouble standing, his hands running through her hair as her fucked her mouth, look at her sexy eyes, he travelled the path down her body, her breasts, her hand moving rhythmically between her own legs. He felt her stiffen as she came. The shudder in her body from the release. Her own hand wrapped around his cock. She didn't want him to cum just yet. She had more ideas.
Vicky took her mouth from the cock and looked at her husband. Then back at James. “Please fuck me.” James helped her rise. As she did, he removed the dress, her black stockings all that remained on her body. He then kissed her again. His hands rubbing her nipples. “Not here.” He looked at her husband. “On your bed. Where you two sleep.” They moved towards her husband, her hand still holding James cock, leading him toward the bedroom. They entered the bedroom. Vicky's husband followed, his eyes fixed on the couple that were going to fuck on their bed.
James instructed Vicky's husband to sit on the chair in the corner of the room. Vicky was directed to help James remove his clothes. She kissed his chest as it became exposed, she kissed him on the mouth. He pushed her back so she sat on the bed. Her face level with his cock. Vicky reached out for it, her hand wrapping around it and she began to pump it, her hand moving along the shaft. She started to try and put it in her mouth but was stopped by James. She looked at him. “What do you say?” His tone spoke volumes. “Please.'” Vicky replied. “Please what?”
“Please may i suck your cock?”
“You want to suck my cock in front of your husband. You want your husband to watch as some young guy fucks your mouth, then fucks you.”
“Yes.” She looked at her husband.
“Are you a slut.”
“Yes.”
“And you need more cock than just your husbands don't you.”
“Yes”
“You want my cock. You want my cum on your tits, my sweat on your body, my cock deep inside you.”
“Yes”
James smiled. “Good.” He released her so she could slide the cock into her mouth. She wanted it inside her. She got it nice and slick, James's hands, touching hers breasts, teasing her nipples.
“Now I'm ready.” James said finally. She climbed back onto the bed. “On your hands and knees” James instructed. “I want your husband to see the look on your face as you feel my cock slide into you.” Vicky complied, assuming the required position. James moved behind her. He looked at Vicky's husband. Their eyes met. He lined his cock up with her pussy. He rubbed it over her lips, teasing but never going in her. Vicky tried to thrust back on his cock. She wanted inside her. “Please.” She said again.
James kept teasing. “Tell your husband what you want.”
Vicky looked at her husband. “I want him to fuck me. To make me his whore. To fuck me in front of you.” James entered her. A deep thrust. And Vicky moaned, her eyes locked on her husbands as her neighbour continued to slide his cock in and out of her pussy. “Is it good?” James asked? “Do you like my cock?” Vicky continued to look at her husband, there on the chair. His cock now in his hand, watching the two of them fuck on their marriage bed. “I love your cock.”
“Good” James fingers travelled a path down her back. His balls slapping into her bare pussy with every thrust. “Suck your husband. Make him cum” Her husband stood before her at the edge of the bed. Vicky took his cock in her mouth. Trying to find her rhythm as James continued to drive his cock into her. Vicky felt her husband cock, throbbing in her mouth. She licked, sucked. She knew her husband and she knew it wouldn't be long.
James slowed his pace, his cock, drawing out of her, taking what seemed forever, then sliding back into her. Her husband played with her breasts, James rubbed her body all over, exploring the back, his fingers through her hair, sometimes leaning over as he thrust into her. The heat of his body merging with hers. Vicky began to cum. She could feel her wetness accentuate the feeling she was getting from James cock. It felt like it grew even bigger as exploded inside her, his cum, hot inside her pussy. Her husband continued to rub her nipples, the thrusting of James began to subside as he emptied his cum in her. Vicky concentrated on her husband. All her attention given to the cock in her mouth.
She could feel the cum as it came from her husband, she pulled the cock from her mouth and watched as it ran over her hands, exploded across her breasts. It felt warm, and it clung to her sweat covered skin. Vicky smiled. She had two cocks and the rest of the afternoon.
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