by Jason Lenov
“Kevin? What are you doing?”
My eyes popped open to see Carina had pushed herself up onto her hands. She was staring at me over her shoulder.
“I… I… “ Come on, Kev. Why don’t you tell her you’re tasting Sam’s cum?
“Did you just put your fingers into your mouth?” she asked in disbelief.
I was somewhere between humiliated and aroused by the question. Unable to speak, I nodded instead.
Carina’s eyes opened wide and the shape of her body changed, as if she were swelling with excitement. One corner of her mouth turned up in a curious smile. “And? Did you like it?” she teased.
It was disgusting, wasn’t it? How could I like eating another man’s cum? But I couldn’t lie to her. Everything about this was so open and honest and good. I wasn’t going to tear it all down with a lie. I nodded my head. “Yes.”
Carina’s expression changed again, turning into an even more delighted smile. “You want some more?” she whispered.
I nodded again. “Yes.”
Carina rolled onto her back but kept her legs in the air in a pleasant arch, the tips of her toes pressed together. Her pussy had closed, sealing in Sam’s hot gift.
I looked up her beautiful, curvy body. She was holding herself up on her elbows, staring back down at me. “Come on Kev,” she said in an urgent whisper. “Eat me out.”
The way she said it made it sound like pleeeeeeease.
Swallowing, I split her filthy snatch open again. Some of Sam’s jizz spilled out, trickling down towards her ass. I watched a tiny little bubble form around her puckered ass hole, then saw it drip further down and finally splat onto the mattress.
“Come on baby,” Carina whispered. “Please?”
What could I say? What could I do?
This time as I leaned forward, I took a deep whiff of the stench of Sam’s seed wafting up from Carina’s slopping cunt. It tore up into my brain like a line of cocaine. I sank down and slurped up a glob of it into my mouth.
Cleaning Carina took me to a quiet, gentle place inside myself. It felt like the world had stopped around me. The overpowering taste of the cum disappeared under the beauty of the act.
I lapped and slurped gulp after gulp of seed until I felt the salty bite of her pussy walls. I opened my eyes to find that I’d done a really good job. There were a few drops inside her that my tongue wasn’t long enough to get but, for the most part, I’d done it right.
Carina spread her legs around me and sat up. She touched a hand to my cheek and smiled down at me. I tried to get up so I could kiss her but she put her legs on my shoulders and kept me on the ground in front of her pussy.
Raucous laughter rang out through the cabin and the boys appeared at the door again, beers in hand. “You guys having a good time?” Sam asked.
All three of them smiled at the sight of me positioned in between Carina’s legs the way I was.
“Good,” Sam chuckled without waiting for an answer. “Come on man, we’re getting hungry out here! You guys want some food?”
And just like that, everything seemed normal again.
I waited until Carina got dressed then we both walked outside into the fresh air. The fire was on, there were burgers on the grill and the guys were laughing. Carina kissed me on the cheek and walked over to them, grabbed a beer and joined in on the fun.
I had a harder time bringing myself to do it. I guess having spent our whole lives together as a normal couple, whatever that means, was making it a little difficult for me to switch gears so quickly.
I kept feeling like I should feel worse for what I’d done, or rather, for what I’d let Carina do. But man, every damn time I thought of the way she looked when he was coming inside her, or how she’d held my hand, I couldn’t stop. I just wanted to see it again.
After lunch we sat around sipping beers until the sun started to set over the lake. Sam and Derek got pretty drunk while James and Carina and I talked. By six o’clock they were almost asleep in their chairs.
When Carina got up to go to the bathroom, James turned and gave me a funny look. “I didn’t know you were into this crazy shit, man. You never told me anything about this.”
I smirked and got a little embarrassed. “Shit man,” I muttered. “I didn’t know either.”
James was taken aback. “You mean this is the first time you’re doing this kind of thing?” he asked.
I nodded. “Yup. First time.”
“Shit, man. You’ve got balls,” James said. He let out a low whistle that drifted out over the lake and towards the coming night.
We sat in silence for a time. When the light in the bedroom window came on we both looked that way.
Carina stepped into view. Whether she meant to or not, she gave James a beautiful eyeful of her fleshy, round breasts, the nipples already stiff as she pulled off her shirt.
He shifted in his seat and I caught him giving me an uneasy glance.
A moment later it was clear that Carina had meant for James to see because she turned to face us, smiled and winked.
James put his beer down and stood up. He rubbed a hand across his chin and adjusted his cock. He was half-way to the porch when he turned around. “You, uh… you don’t mind? Do you?” he muttered.
James wasn’t nearly as dominating as Sam about it but it still provoked a powerful reaction inside me. He was asking me if I minded whether he fucked my wife, for fuck’s sake.
The same confusion overwhelmed me. I felt like I should say no, stand up for her honor and defend it and yet, at the same time, I wanted to follow him right inside, sit down and watch him give her the best fucking of her life.
The silence grew uneasy between us the longer I didn’t answer.
James shifted his weight from one leg to the other. He glanced at me a few times then, finally, just turned around and started walking towards the porch. “I’ll uh, I’ll be inside.”
Another tremor of nerves shot through me. I wasn’t sure what the feeling was but it tickled my cock. Without waiting for the go ahead, James was going to go into the cottage and fuck my wife.
I glanced over to see Derek and Sam passed out in their seats. The fire was low and the sky had gotten dark.
James stepped into the yellow glow of light coming from the bedroom. He stepped towards Carina and his hands cupped her luscious breasts, as if he were worshipping them. He gazed at them, transfixed as he ran his palms along her curves.
When James leaned in to kiss her, Carina instantly complied. She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck and held him close for a deep and passionate kiss.
That was when I realized how hard my cock was and how much I wanted to be in the room with them. A little drunk myself, I staggered up the porch steps, fell into the house, then stumbled to the bedroom door.
Carina had already unbuckled James’ pants and yanked them off his legs along with his boxers. His stiff cock was standing up, pointing at her as she sank down onto her knees in front of him. She didn’t even cast me a glance as I stepped into the room.
I slid along the wall trying to get a better view of her taking him into her mouth.
She stared at his cock, smiling for a while. With the tips of her fingers she traced the gnarled veins that ran along its length making it flex and bounce.
He was big but not as big as Sam. Nonetheless, his cock looked strong and Carina seemed excited about feeling it inside her.
She kissed the tip, then licked up the shaft, then popped the head into her mouth. Her cheeks hollowed in a powerful suck as she gazed up into his eyes.
A smirk twisted across James’ lips as he stared down at her. “Holy shit you’re just a little slut, aren’t you?” he muttered. He looked up at me shaking his head. “Your wife’s a little slut.”
I couldn’t hold his gaze. I looked down at Carina hoping to catch her eye but she was intensely focused on James. She put her hand at the base of his shaft and started to pump his cock into her mouth.
Ther
e was no hesitation or shyness this time. She just looked like she hadn’t had a dick in her mouth in years and the only thing that would make it better would be a hot shot of James’ cum dumped into her mouth.
She pumped him hard, sometimes smacking his balls with her fist as she worked the head of his cock with her tongue.
I saw his abs tighten and his nuts come up under his legs.
“Oh no you don’t,” he said, grabbing a fistful of her hair and yanking her off.
She popped off his cock with a wet smack, her mouth open wide, a mess of spit dripping out.
“Not before I try that sweet pussy,” James said. Without a second thought he yanked her hair to one side so she had to spin around from the pain.
Seeing Carina grimace nearly made me step in to stop him. Just as I was about to open my mouth she caught my eye.
James shoved her onto the bed and had her crawl up on her hands and legs the same way Sam had.
Carina mouthed a single word at me. “Don’t.”
My body seized up. What the fuck did she mean “don’t?” James was treating her like she was his own personal fuck toy. I mean fair’s fair and Sam certainly used her the way he wanted but this seemed excessive.
I looked at her again but her eyes told the same story. They were wide with fear and wonder and just looking into them made me hard. She was as scared as I was about how this was going to turn out. And she seemed just as excited about it, too.
When James slapped his cock against her pussy I understood a little better why she didn’t want me to step in. Each noisy, wet slap bounced around the small room.
She was soaked. Her pussy was dripping juice the same way it had when Sam had fucked her. She was massively turned on by him treating her the way he was.
Carina gasped and her eyes popped open a little wider as James pushed the bulbous, purple head of his cock past her pussy lips.
My stomach twisted as he paused.
“That’s a tight little ass hole you’ve got there,” he grunted from behind her.
Before Carina could say anything James pursed his lips and spat. A fat, clear gob of his hork landed just above her rectum. Pressing a thumb against her, he coaxed the glob lower until it formed a thin sheen across her puckered hole.
Carina’s jaw swung low and her back arched as he touched her somewhere she’d never been touched before. This time she jerked her head back.
James let go of her hair to let her look back at him. “Yeah? You like that?” he asked, grinning.
Carina bit her lip. “You know what, I don’t really… I mean, I’ve never really done that,” she said quietly.
James burst out laughing. Without warning he forced his dick into her tight pussy. At the same time he applied pressure to her ass with his thumb. The tip of it dipped inside.
Carina bucked, like an animal trying to escape.
James laughed again. “Yeah,” he said, his arm flexing as he pushed more of his thumb into her ass. “Right.”
I clawed at the wall behind me as James started fucking her pussy with his thumb in her back hole. I couldn’t stop staring at the way his finger looked buried inside her the way he had it.
After what seemed like reluctance, Carina got into what he was doing. Her body started swaying on the bed in time with his thrusts. The wet noise of her pussy opening and closing around him got louder as Carina started to moan.
As he was fucking her, James started twisting his thumb around in her ass. He popped it out, making Carina shudder, spat on her ass hole again, then shoved it back in.
Adrenaline coursed through my body as I watched Carina’s initial reluctance crumble and saw her become the animal she was.
Every once in a while she’d turn and look back at James and stare at his thumb inside her ass. Her body began to shake and her moans turned into quick, tortured bursts of sound. “Oh fuck… oh fuck… oh fuck… “ she panted. She crumpled the sheets in her fists as her orgasm closed in.
James kept fucking her, each thrust deeper and more commanding than the last. He spat on her again and gave her ass a slap before ramming his thumb back into her hole.
That sent her over the edge and made her cum.
Carina shrieked and shuddered, her pussy spewing hot, stick goo all over James’ cock, the excess running down her legs and onto the sheets.
As her body relaxed and the climax waned, James yanked his thumb out of her ass and his cock out of her pussy at the same time. His slick head sprang out slopping fat drops of her cum around the room. Without warning he sprang up onto the bed and before she could react, buried his cock head into her ass hole.
“Oh my God, what the fuck?!?” Carina moaned, craning her neck to look behind her.
“Take it, bitch,” James grunted. Bracing himself against her ass he bore down onto her driving his cock deep into her ass.
Carina screamed. Her body sank down onto the bed. Her expression changed from shock to awe to wonder and then her eyes closed.
Holy fuck. She looked like she was actually enjoying herself. She was enjoying the feeling of his cock in her ass.
After a few more thrusts James’ body started moving in fitful jerks. His cock flexed. He shouted as his body started dumping splash after splash of hot load into her ass.
I watched the whole thing. Time seemed to slow down. The motion of James’ body above her was as mesmerizing as a lava lamp in a dimly lit room.
James shuddered as his climax left him. He stroked out a few more casual thrusts into Carina, then pulled his cock out. It was slick and dripping with cum. He stepped off the bed and grabbed a fistful of her hair and turned her around.
Carina seemed to understand what he wanted from her. She scrambled off the bed and onto her knees on the floor. She was wincing from the pain of having her hair yanked but didn’t seem put out by it.
I held my breath as James took his cock in hand and started feeding it into her mouth.
She grimaced at first, her distaste obvious at having to slurp up the flagging, meaty pole. But she played along. She played along and as soon as she got a taste of it she was like a bitch in heat.
She wrapped her hand around the base of the shaft to hold it. Then she started licking and sucking him, cleaning it off in noisy, hungry slurps until it was a glistening rod of flesh, ready to be used again.
James stared at her as she licked the last drops of semen from the tip, then let go of her hair. He looked up at me and shook his head. “Fuck man,” he muttered. “You are one lucky guy. She is fucking filthy.” He stepped away with a smirk.
Carina stayed on her knees, panting and licking her lips. A wet, messy fart squirted out of her ass spilling still warm seed onto the hardwood floor.
As James walked towards the door I saw that Derek and Sam had woken up and had been standing there watching. As soon as he pushed past them they stumbled outside, bleary eyed and obviously still drunk.
When Sam pushed his shorts down I thought Carina was going to say enough is enough. Instead, she scrambled over to where he was standing and slurped his half-hard cock into her mouth.
Sam took a while to cum. He had a hard time keeping his hard on, probably because of how much booze he’d had. He didn’t give up, though. This time, when he was ready, he pulled his cock out of Carina’s pussy and shot his load all over her face.
He had a thick load. Every time I thought that was the last of it another burst would come swelling out of his cock. He slathered her in white cream, then slapped his cock against her cheek before stepping away to give Derek a turn.
Derek shoved his cock into her mouth as Sam’s cum ran down her face.
Carina tried to wipe it out of her eyes but he slapped her hand away.
Grabbing her by the hair, he started fucking her mouth. After a while he brought her closer, shoving the head of his cock into her throat. She gagged on it a few times but never pushed away.
By the time he was done most of the cum had dripped off her face onto her shoulders and neck and
tits. Derek’s ass tightened. He grabbed the base of his cock and gave it a few quick jerks, pumping seed into her mouth. After a moment he stepped back, his cock falling out, a long strand of bile and seed and drool clinging to the tip.
He let Carina swallow what he’d fucked into her face, then gave her his dick again to clean off.
Like a good little whore she licked all along each side of it. She got the underside and the top, then polished off the head of his knob before spitting him out.
Out in the living room, James was already snoring on the couch.
Derek left without a word.
Carina crawled her way up onto the bed. She was so exhausted from being fucked so long and hard that she didn’t even care that she was covered in cum.
After a few minutes of staring at her I slid softly along the wall and flicked the light off. I didn’t know something so revolting could be so hot but it was. I was hard as a rock. All I wanted was to bury myself inside her pussy and make her mine.
I settled above her on the bed, holding my cock, and spread her thighs gently apart.
Her soft pink gash beckoned. No one had come into her pussy that night and it felt kind of special that I was going to be the one to do it.
Carina stirred.
I hadn’t even realized she’d fallen asleep.
“What are you doing?” she muttered, barely able to open her eyes that were almost sealed shut from the cum.
“I thought… I need you, baby,” I whispered, pressing my cock against her pussy lips.
Carina shook her head and found the strength to crawl away. “Oh honey, I’m sorry, I’m so sleepy,” she muttered. Pulling the covers over her filthy, used body, she curled up with her back towards me and passed out.
I can’t explain the frustration I felt in that moment. Every sick and twisted fantasy I’d ever had felt like it was crammed into my nuts and cock just begging to burst out.
Jealousy screamed up my body. How the fuck was she not too tired to let those fucking guys take her and yet she couldn’t stay awake for a little while longer to let me have a fucking turn?!?
Anger and betrayal churned inside me.