“Yeah – really?” Ashton’s face had reddened a little. He turned back to the sauce he was stirring on the stove and spoke uneasily. “What makes you say that?”
Catherine remained close and clung to her husband’s arm. “He’s pretty straight forward, and I virtually promised him sex,” she confessed softly.
“What – so you actually spoke about having sex?” Ashton asked, swallowing hard. In the past it had always been his idea and up to him to set things up. He felt the lack of control.
“Yes we did.” Catherine decided to also be direct. She was suddenly feeling brave. “I told him that we’ve been thinking about having a threesome, and he said he’d be up for it.”
“He’d be up for it?” Ashton echoed with his face reddening even more and his eyes bulging but remaining fixed upon the pot he was stirring rather anxiously. “Are you sure you still want to go through with it?” he asked.
“Yes I’m sure,” Catherine said, snuggling again and slipping beneath his free arm. She thought of the way they had been teasing each other with dirty talk. “Don’t you want to watch a guy fuck me again,” she breathed into his ear. “I want him to do me in front of you. Any way you want.”
She had squeezed Ashton’s cock and it had firmed instantly. “What do you think I should wear?” she asked.
“I don’t know. You don’t need to dress up, do you? It’s only a casual dinner.”
“Yes of course it’s only casual.” Catherine giggled. “He’s not even interested in dinner…. I mean, what should I wear to tease him?”
“You mean something sexy?” Ashton asked. He was struggling to get his head around the situation.
“Yes something sexy!” Catherine said, pulling him around to face her. “What if I just wore a negligee? Maybe my red one and my satin robe?”
“It would be pretty obvious, though, if you wore that,” Ashton said. “I mean, he’d know you were – um.”
Catherine kissed him. “He’d know I was available to have sex with. Which I absolutely am!” She kissed her husband again. “But before he has me, don’t you want him to see what he’s getting?”
“So when’s he going to be here?” Ashton asked, deliberately ending that line of thought.
“Soon! I only have time for a quick shower,” Catherine replied, breaking away and heading for the bedroom.
She took her husband’s non-commitment as a yes, and in the shower she quickly shaved her legs and pussy. She usually kept a tiny strip above her clit but decided to shave completely this time. She slipped on the negligee and satin robe and noticed as she brushed her hair in the mirror that the robe was short enough that it flashed her pussy when her arms were raised. She had a giggle to herself about that but decided to slip on a pair of red see-through panties, just for a tease.
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Jason lived in an apartment around the corner from work. Down in the garage he had an old Mustang and a Harley. He chose the Harley and rolled on through the city and out into the suburbs where all the horny wives lived it seemed. Although it was going to be different fucking one while her husband was home. But then again it had been three nights since his last fuck, and his balls were in need of emptying, and Catherine was hot – probably the prettiest woman he had ever scored with – and he couldn’t wait to undress her completely, to watch her bouncing on his cock, screaming.
The street was a line of perfect family homes and small apartment buildings. Jason saw the faces peering from curtains in a few of the houses, so he gave an extra rev to his Harley as he pulled into the driveway of the address he’d been given. He smiled to himself and gave another rev to be sure everyone noticed his arrival, including Catherine and the guy looking out of the curtains right in front of him.
Ashton was shocked to see the motor bike in the driveway, and he was even more shocked to see the size of the guy getting off it. He was huge! He was tall and broad across the shoulders. His thighs were bulging beneath his Levis and his t-shirt looked like it was painted over rippling muscles. And when Ashton opened the door to the guy he was again taken aback by the size of the muscles in his arms and shoulders.
He swallowed what was left of his apprehension. “She’s in the bedroom getting dressed,” he said in answer to the question about whether Catherine lived here.
Jason sized the guy up. He looked like a wimp. “I’m Jason. Pleased to meet you,” he offered with a hand shake.
Ashton ushered the big guy into the living room and offered him a beer. Catherine appeared from the bedroom. She had changed the short satin robe she had on earlier for a long one but it was open at the top and there was plenty of skin showing. Also her nipples were poking at the shiny fabric. And as she walked, the lower part of her robe split open and showed her bare legs and the bottom of her negligee.
Jason’s eyes lifted from her legs as she stopped in front of him. He bent to return her greeting with a kiss. He met her lips firmly and held them for a few seconds, then he glanced across at the husband to see his reaction.
“Fuck she looks good,” he said, and the guy backed out of the room and went into the kitchen.
“Well you do,” he said in response to the disapproving look Catherine was giving him. He then pulled her close and kissed her again, that time meeting a little resistance as she tried to push away from him.
“Not yet,” she said, blushing. “At least wait until after dinner.”
Jason sat on the couch and watched her robe part as she sat beside him. He could see beneath to her thighs and a hint of red between them.
She tugged at the edges of her robe, drawing them together. “I didn’t know you had a motor bike,” she started.
“Have to take you for a ride sometime,” he replied as he looked at her chest. It was the first time he’d seen her without a bra on, and he liked the shape of her tits. They appeared to be sitting firmly with her nipples high and already aroused.
The husband returned with beers. He sat across the room in a chair while they chatted for a while. He then served dinner and disappeared afterwards to do the dishes while Jason enjoyed the way Catherine shifted from side to side in her seat offering plenty of leg and cleavage.
It wasn’t long after dinner that the conversation first touched on sex. It was Jason who initiated things.
“So you guys have been thinking about having a threesome, eh?”
“We’ve been thinking about it,” Ashton said hesitantly.
Jason touched Catherine’s leg, stroking upward a little as he went on. “You’re up for it, aren’t you?”
Catherine looked to her husband. Her face had reddened, and they held each other’s gaze without saying anything.
“She’s certainly dressed for it,” Jason went on, glancing across at the guy as he moved her robe aside exposing her bare legs.
“What’s this you’ve got on under here?” he then asked, tugging at the loose knot holding her robe together.
She was still looking across at her husband, who was staring back. The negligee she had on was see-through, and Jason smoothed the satin robe off her shoulders to uncover it completely.
“She’s got nice tits,” he said to the husband. “Do you mind if I touch them?”
This was the moment of truth for Ashton. He had done this so many times but right then it was far from under his control, and he didn’t like it. He couldn’t respond to the question, though, and the guy smiled then he lifted Catherine’s chin and started kissing her. He kissed her deeply and passionately and she was responding, and as she moaned into his mouth, his hand closed over her right breast and started massaging.
Ashton watched in silence, wondering what he should do. Catherine came up for air totally flushed, her eyes glazed and her fingers clutching at the guy’s t-shirt. She was then being kissed again and that time Ashton saw the guy forcing his tongue into her mouth. He also started searching for the bottom of her negligee, then he slipped his hand up beneath it and felt her bare tits.
Catherine looked over to
see her husband watching with what appeared to be a concerned expression. The power of the new man’s kiss was making her giddy, though, and the way he was tweaking and rolling her nipple was sending waves of tingles through her body.
She felt unable to resist, and she wondered whether she was going to be fucked right there on the couch. She was ready to submit if that was what Jason wanted.
“Look, I don’t think this is such a good idea!” Ashton suddenly called out.
Jason heard him but was just pressing his lips over Catherine’s again, and he again searched her mouth with his tongue while quickly slipping his hand down her body and forcing it between her thighs.
She moaned at that, and he moved from her mouth to suck on her neck while forcing his fingers into her crotch and finding her to be hot and absolutely slick.
She was so slick in fact, that as he mauled her face and forced his tongue back into her mouth his fingers breached the edge of her panties and penetrated her easily. He then had his middle and ring fingers inside of her, and he worked the palm of his hand against her clit while he continued to kiss her hard.
“Come on, that’s enough now!” the husband said. He had stood up and was right there beside Jason’s shoulder.
Jason sat up a bit, and Catherine’s eyes opened as she stared blankly up at her husband. Her face was red and covered in saliva. She was panting with her negligee stretched up around her chest and her tits shuddering upon her breath. Jason still had his fingers up her, and he watched what he was doing as he slowly withdrew them.
All three of them watched what he was doing actually, and he paused with his fingertips still inserted and spread Catherine’s pussy lips open, keeping the crotch of her little red panties stretched aside and having a look at her sopping little gash before her legs closed together.
Ashton looked from the guys fingers, wet with his wife’s juices, to the crotch of his jeans and the massive bulge that extended down his leg. “I don’t think I want to go through with this,” he said to Catherine.
Catherine was still panting. “Oh you don’t? It’s a bit late for that isn’t it?”
“Look, if you’re not comfortable it’s nothing to me,” Jason said easily, taking in Catherine but directing his statement more at the husband. “I’m only here to perform a service. I can get my rocks off somewhere else. No problem.”
“You don’t have to go somewhere else,” Catherine said to him sweetly. Then she glared at Ashton.
“So this doesn’t mean anything to you?” Ashton asked Jason.
He shrugged. “Your wife’s hot and I’m going to enjoy it. But no – I’m not interested in coming between the two of you.”
“It’s nothing like that,” Catherine added, taking her husband’s hand and squeezing it. “It will be just like we talked about – just like all the other times,” she added warmly as she pulled him down to his knees.
Catherine then kissed Ashton, moaning softly as their lips met. She then turned and kissed Jason, accepting his tongue as it extended into her mouth. She ended up facing her husband while Jason kissed the back of her neck and lifted her negligee up over her breasts.
Her robe had fallen from her shoulders and it was being pulled off her arms. It was tossed aside, and she lifted her arms up and clutched the back of Jason’s head as he cupped her breasts with both hands.
“Suck him off,” Jason breathed into her neck.
“What?” Catherine replied. She could feel her face reddening.
“Suck your husband’s cock,” Jason demanded, and Ashton also blushed, but he got up again and remained standing there in front of the couch.
Catherine fumbled for his zip and lowered it. She then tugged at his shorts until his cock sprung free.
“Now suck it,” Jason said as he kissed the back of her neck again. “All the way and let him unload in your mouth.”
Catherine slipped from the couch onto her knees and took Ashton’s cockhead into her mouth. He immediately gripped her head and started thrusting, and she held to his thighs and allowed that. It only took a minute or so and his cock started to throb with thick bursts of cum gushing up into the roof of her mouth.
She swallowed once and waited until he finished throbbing then she swallowed again.
When she turned, Jason was sitting back in the couch stroking his cock. He had his jeans open and a good length of shaft protruding from his briefs. He stretched his t-shirt off to reveal chiselled perfection. He got up and stood in front of Catherine kneeling on the floor.
“Take them off,” he said, grinning, and she tugged at his jeans and briefs, lowering them and releasing the full length of his penis and a massive set of balls.
He stepped out of his jeans, and Catherine instinctively took hold of his penis. It was warm and firm but not erect. “It’s too big to put in my mouth,” she uttered, peering up at him.
Jason lifted her negligee and tossed it aside.
“Just suck on the head and stroke it a bit,” he said.
Catherine glanced back at her husband slumped in his chair watching intently. She then turned back to Jason and took the head of his cock in her mouth.
It lifted and hardened. She could feel the shaft expanding in her hand as she squeezed it and sucked on the large, dome shaped head. With her other hand she cupped his balls.
They were heavy and free swinging, and she was able to move them around in their sack. She lifted his cock and kissed one of them, bringing a satisfying groan from the giant of a man they were attached to. She kissed the other one and sucked on it a little but it was also too big to fit in her mouth. Then she licked her way up the underside of the shaft and gathered a dribble of pre-cum. She could still taste her husband’s sperm and the taste of the other man mixed with that felt very naughty.
“That’s enough,” Jason said. “Lie back now.”
Catherine looked to her husband again as she lay down on the floor. She held his gaze as the other man tugged at her panties and pulled them from her legs. Her face was turned back, though, and Jason kissed her, inserting his tongue into her mouth again as he lowered down on top of her and forced her legs apart with his massive thighs.
Catherine’s head was swimming with the kiss and the feel of his rippling torso and powerful arms and shoulders, but she could also feel the head of his cock pressing into her crotch. It stabbed at her a few times, poking at her anus and glancing over her clit, then the head opened her pussy and slipped in.
“Oh god that’s huge!” Catherine cried, but her protest was smothered in another deep sloppy kiss, which continued as the shaft of Jason’s penis entered her inch by inch.
“Oh my god,” she uttered as she came up for air. “That’s so big!” She looked to her husband. “It’s so huge in me, Ashton.”
Jason kissed her eyes and her face and pressed to her lips more tenderly. “Almost there.” He flexed his lower body, forcing his cock in a little more. Then with a final slow insertion his balls were pressed against her openning and the entire length of his cock was inside of her.
“You okay?” he asked her.
“Yes I’m okay now. It’s just so deep in me and I can’t believe how thick it is.”
He withdrew about half his length then rocked forward to grind his pubic bone against her clit.
She moaned out loud, and he did it again, splitting her wide open and forcing her against the base of a vacant lounge chair. He had her arms pinned above her head with one hand, and he supported himself with the other, arching up and watching her tits bounce while he fucked her.
Catherine felt like she was being stretched open and rammed with a baseball bat. The pain gradually subsided, though, and she was being driven toward an orgasm.
One of her legs was then lifted and placed over Jason’s shoulder, which changed the angle of the thing penetrating her and seemed to allow even deeper access. She was fucked like that for a while, then her body was pulled away from the lounge chair, and both of her legs were hooked over his arms, spreading
them wide open and offering a good view for both men to watch the monster cock sawing in and out of her.
They did watch too. She was being crudely displayed like that, but the embarrassment did nothing to subdue the orgasm that was about to overwhelm her. Jason had his arms pinning her legs to her chest and his hands were gripping her wrists above her head. He was suspended above her bucking his body and fucking her with the full length of his cock. She could see her husband staring blankly at where he was penetrating her, but she couldn’t help it, and a massive orgasm suddenly thumped through her body.
“Fuck yeah,” Jason groaned. He held firm with his cock fully imbedded. “That’s it – cum on my cock,” he said. “That’s so fucking tight.”
He held still until Catherine’s orgasm subsided then he released her legs and started fucking her missionary again. She clung to his body and bit into his shoulder as another orgasm began to build. He was holding her head, keeping her in place and surging into her. His movement was smooth and relentless and only eased up when Catherine convulsed in orgasm again. He held firmly up her and waited for it to subside once more, then he resumed thrusting even more forcefully.
Ashton watched in amazement. He was sitting to the side at first, but Catherine had been worked around on the floor until he had a view directly between her legs. He watched as the huge balls that had been bouncing off her bum began to contract upward, and they seemed to clench and begin to pulse.
The guy had again forced his cock in as far as he could and held firm but this time it was obvious he was the one who was cumming. Catherine’s hands even lowered to his hips, and she seemed to be holding him in place while he unloaded in her. Then after a minute or so the servicing had been completed and the guy’s balls receded, and he resumed thrusting, but only gently.
Catherine’s limbs were totally relaxed. Her arms were resting on the floor above her head, her legs wide open. Jason continued to fuck her while kissing her.
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