The Third Party

by Annita Manne

  I had fallen asleep on the way home.

  “Honey?” Mark opened the passenger door. We had arrived home but I hadn’t left the car.

  “Sorry.” I moved to make a step out. But my legs shook as my heels hit the pavement.

  My whole body was sore from the evening’s festivities. I had been fucked so well and hard. But it felt good. I had never felt so light and airy.

  “Let me.” Mark smiled at me. He hooked his arm under my legs and then lifted my body with the other. I wrapped my arms around his neck for balance. He deftly kicked the door shut with his foot. “Do you mind getting the keys?”

  Mark pointed at his pocket. I reached down, pawing at his pants. I let my hand linger there, feeling his hard thigh. I could feel the fabric stretch tight across my fingers.

  “Allie.” Mark said huskily.

  I laughed softly. We had a wild night but he still got hard around me. I took out the keys and made sure the car was locked.

  I couldn’t stop giggling as he carried me bridal style back to our house. It felt so strange to walk back home at three in the morning. I felt like we were two college students coming home after a long night of partying.

  Then again, I was never this wild in college. I had never slept with three men in one night. And never with two at the same time.

  “What is it?” Mark asked me. He had brought me to our bedroom all the way up on the second floor. He layed me down on the bed softly. Despite the effort, he didn’t look like he had broken a sweat at all. Sometimes I forgot how strong my husband actually was.

  He knelt in front of me, and took of my heels. He began rubbing them. He dug into the soles, pressing down on the tight pressure points. The feeling was an absolute relief. I had been walking around all night on those shoes. I didn’t realize how tiring it was.

  I often forgot how sweet Mark was to me.

  “It’s three am.” I pointed to our clock. In just a few hours the sun would be rising.

  “So?” Mark laughed with me. He first helped me out of my dress. We had already showered in Elise’ place after finishing. The only thing left to do was change into our nighties.

  “Mark.” I whispered softly as he removed my bra and panties. I was like a princess being attended to.

  I was completely naked again in his presence. And like a Pavlovian response, my body was yearning for him.

  “Ssssshhh.” Mark kissed me softly on my forehead. He helped put on my night slip dress. “We have enough time for that for the rest of our lives. I plan to take you as many times as you want. But tonight you should rest.”

  “Okay.” I shivered. I loved it when Mark took control. He didn’t ask for much, but when he did, all I could do was follow.

  He undressed in front of me. I could never tire of watching his big muscle revealed under his plain button downs. Ever since we joined the society, he had been working out harder than ever. His abs were hard ridges on his stomach. His Apollo’s belt was defined, enticing me to follow below his waist.

  He pulled down his underwear, offering me a look of his magnificently erect cock. I licked my lips wanting it in my mouth again. My pussy reacted, moistening itself. Then my body lurched in soreness. Maybe he was right.

  Mark changed his underwear and crawled over to me in bed. He cradled my head in his powerful chest. I could see his powerful bulge confined under his boxer briefs. I reached for it.

  “If you want, I could suck you off.” I squeezed his massive tool. My husband only deserved the best.

  “No. Rest. I’m not in any rush.” Mark took my hand and brought it to his mouth, kissing it softly. “I just want to cuddle before we got to sleep.”

  “I want that too.” I nuzzled at Mark’s neck. Even though we were just lying there, limbs tangled messily, I was completely content. “You were so amazing tonight. The way you took control. It still makes so hot thinking about it.”

  I shuddered as I remembered Mark’s powerful, commanding gaze behind Anthony. The way he bent the large man to his will was so arousing.

  “I think I went a little overboard. Anthony sort of shied away from me tonight.” Mark said sheepishly. At his heart though, he was still a sweet teddy bear.

  “He’ll be fine. We all learn new things about ourselves.” I traced my finger over Mark’s chest, not wanting him to be discouraged. I wanted to do it again.

  “This is going to sound weird.” Mark dithered around.

  “Tell me.” I bit my lip in anticipation.

  “Anthony’s ass was kind of hot.” Mark groaned into his pillow in embarrassment. I liked where this conversation was going.

  Truth be told, I wanted Mark to go all the way and fuck Anthony. The idea of him dominating a man who was fucking me was exciting. I would feel his thrusts and power magnified though another body. Vanilla Allie was definitely over.

  “The man does have a magnificent booty. It’s so round and large. I wanted to bite it myself.” I told my husband. I wanted to keep this conversation alive.

  Mark paused, trying to map out the proper sequence of words. He always did this when he had a particularly complex though in his head. He could write complicated programming code in seconds but it took him a long time to correctly describe his own feelings.

  “When he was bent over and eating your pussy, I saw that he wasn’t giving you what he wanted. I wanted to take over for him. But instead of eating you out, I had the urge to go to his ass and show him hows it done first hand.” Mark buried his face into his pillow.

  I reached down to touch myself again. This was far more exciting than I imagined. Hayato’s words about anal play suddenly filled my head. Maybe Mark was more amenable to that than I thought.

  I hooked my legs over his his, and started rubbing my pussy slowly up and down his powerful thighs.

  “Allie.” Mark sucked in a breath.

  “Don’t stop.” I told him. I wanted him to know how excited his story was making me.

  “It’s just, he was this big and powerful guy you know. But he needed to be taught what to do. I wanted to do it to him.” Mark reached down and readjusted his cock.

  “What happened when he was fucking me?” I saw what was happening but I wanted to hear him say it.

  “I put my cock up against his ass and started grinding against him. I wanted him to fuck you the way he was supposed to.”

  “Did you put it inside?” I slipped a finger in my pussy. What did Anthony feel if Mark’s cock went into his ass. Would it even feel good?

  “No. But I wanted to. His asshole looked so tight between his massive muscular glutes. Is it bad that I want to fuck both Ramona and Anthony now?“ Mark laughed awkwardly.

  “No. If I had a penis, I would also want to put it up Anthony. The man’s beautiful.” I allayed his fears. Now that I thought about it, maybe I could use my fingers. “And Anthony was definitely enjoying your cock up his crack. He was grunting more than he ever did when we were alone. He liked it. Liked it a lot.”

  I remembered the look of surprise in Anthony’s face. It was followed by complete submission. He accepted what was happening to me, and his stroke got even faster. He climaxed hard sandwiched between the both of us.

  “I just wanted to give you the fucking you deserved.” Mark stroked my cheek. His fingers replaced mine in my pussy. He started stroking me sensually. Not in any rush to help achieve my peak, just enough to keep me on my pleasure.

  “You did. It was so good. It was so good.” I repeated as his fingers suddenly scissored me once. I leaned into his touch yearning for more. I put my hand under his waistband and wrapped my hands around his thick cock.

  “Yes. I could tell. You squirted all over me. That’s never happened before.” Mark grinned. He took his fingers out of me, making me whine in disapproval. But then he took them into his mouth and licked me clean off of him. “It tasted so good cleaning you up.”

  “Mark.” I gasped as he pushed his finger back in me. After our fierce love-making, Mark licked me clean before headi
ng to the shower. We would have had sex again if Elise hadn’t come knocking.

  She offered to let us stay the night. But wanted to tell us everyone else had left, Anthony and Ramona included. We quickly got cleaned up and headed home.

  “Was is it as good for you as it looked?” Mark began kissing my neck. He shimmied out of his underwear, pressing cock against my leg.

  “Yes. Oh god. I couldn’t even walk home.” I reminded him. I straddled him, rubbing his the head of his cock with my entrance. I just let my body flirt with his tip.

  “Mmmmm…” Mark held my hips patiently. He was letting me decide for far I wanted to go. When I felt the tip trace along my pussy, I realized how sore I still felt.

  But then I remembered another hole. My so-called third entrance hadn’t been used tonight.

  “Hayato showed me how to get there when we were together.” I told Mark. Instead of dragging my pussy across his hard cock, I moved forward until his tip was positioned against my ass. I saw Mark’s eyes widen as bounced up slight, letting the his cock rise up and rub against my hole. “He also suggested we explore somewhere else beside my pussy.”

  “I mean… I just didn’t think you’d like…” Mark bit the words from coming out of his mouth.

  “You’ve thought about it?” I asked suddenly surprised. Not once in our years of marriage did Mark bring up anal sex. Not even when we were so desperately trying to spice up our sex life.

  “Yes. A lot. You have a very beautiful ass.” Mark grabbed it. He thrusted up sliding his cock against my asshole. It felt good.

  “Why didn’t you tell me?” I rubbed my asshole against the tip, feeling how much larger it felt there. It felt like a completely different cock, coming from behind.

  “I thought it was rude. I didn’t want to disrespect you.” Mark said sheepishly. He was always thinking about me. I wondered what other fantasies he held back from me. One day I would find out.

  “Well. I want to try it out. Not tonight. But someday.” I bent down to kiss him. I realized that we still had so much adventures to take on. Even after three nights, our learning wasn’t over.

  Mark reached hungrily to kiss me. He conquered my mouth from below. He started thrusting up to me. But instead of going inside me, he just rutted against me. It was more than enough to get me off.

  “I’m close.” I murmured, rubbing up against him.

  “Let go Allie.” Mark groaned into my mouth.

  My body quivered as I had a short but equally satisfying orgasm. Mark’s body trembled as well, releasing short spurts of cum on his abs.

  I laid back on my bed. Mark cleaned himself up and spooned me. His soft cock nestled in my ass.

  “I love you.” He whispered into my neck.

  This I realized this was something I would never want with anybody else. I may have sex with other men, or women. But I would never share the cuddles with others or the soft embrace Mark gave to me at night.

  “I love you.” I whispered back. He pulled me close to his arms and nuzzled my neck. Slowly we both let sleep overtake our sated bodies.

  We were going to have so much more adventures together. And even if we didn’t, it wouldn’t matter. Everything would be perfect as long as I had my husband right beside me.