I stepped back from them, and stripped out of my work clothes, stroking my hard cock as I walked back over to them.
“Are you sure about that?” Eli asked, adjusting her so she was sitting back, hovering over the ground between his thighs, just how I wanted her. “Because I think we’re both about to like this.”
I lined up and sank into our wife’s wet pussy without another word, making her hiss and dig her nails into our husband’s chest as she took it.
“Yep,” she moaned, “I like that a lot.”
Fisting a hand in her long dark hair, I pulled her up, so she was sitting up and then I reached around her body and pulled her lingerie to the side, revealing both of her massive tits to our guy, who was always down to play with his favorite toys. “Who bought the swing?”
“Me.” Frankie panted. “It was my gift to you both for our anniversary. I hung it up this morning before I ran to the store to get some steaks for dinner. I was going to fill you both with delicious dinner and then bring you in here and let you do dirty, depraved things to me.”
“Interesting.” I glanced up at the ugly hook in my ceiling and slammed into her again, making them both moan with pleasure. I held her still as Eli leaned forward and started playing with her tits, while I fucked her pussy until she was moaning, and begging to come.
She knew better than to do it without permission on a fuck like this.
She knew I’d demand her submission before I gave it to her.
Which was why I didn’t give it to her.
Instead, I picked up the toy she had laid on the bench at the end of the bed, and chuckled when I saw what was on it.
A condom.
She glanced over her shoulder at me and grinned. “It was supposed to make his ass burn with the tingling shit,” She shrugged, “but the bastard liked it.”
“Hmm.” I said, pulling the condom off and taking the dildo out of the harness before pouring lube over the head.
Frankie’s eyes squinted as she watched me prep it, and almost as if she knew what was coming, she started to scurry off Eli’s lap.
But he was two steps ahead of her and held her tight around the waist as I lined it up with her ass, pushing her toy in. “Fucking hell, Trav.” She hissed, but leaned back on it, taking it in one slow, steady thrust.
My wife thrived with a toy in her ass, and we all knew it.
She moaned, pushing on and off it, fucking herself with it as I held it firmly before I let go of it and pushed her up Eli’s chest. Sputtering, she looked back at me. “What the fuck?”
“You stole my prize.” I shrugged, stroking my cock, still wet with her arousal, as I grabbed the bottle of lube again and poured it over it. “So now you get to sit there, stuffed, but unfulfilled.”
“Dick.” She hissed, but her eyes were alight with fire, from what I was about to do.
Our husband was a little more reserved. “Trav, wait.”
“No.” I walked back to where he sat, so on display and at my mercy, and pushed my cock against his asshole. Something I had wanted for years. Something he held off on, out of fear of my size, but he was always eager to fuck my ass though. Which Iwasn’t complaining about, there was nothing better than taking it from him while I gave it to Frankie at the same time.
“Jesus, I’m not prepped to take you there yet.” He groaned, tensing. “I haven’t taken anything that big yet.”
“Which is a shame. Something I would be willing to help you with if you had just come to me with it.” I pushed, breaching that tight ring of muscles at the entrance, cursing at how tight he was. “But now you’re going to take me, ready or not, because you hid it from me.”
“I was trying to surprise you.” He hissed, holding onto the swing, gripping it tight in his fists. “Because you’re the absolute worst to buy a present for.”
“He’s got you there, big guy.” Frankie smirked. “You’re impossible to buy for.”
“Am not.” I groaned, notching my hands around his hips where his legs met his sides and bracing him as I pushed in and pulled out, taking him slowly but keeping the motion continuous. If I kept moving, the burn wouldn’t come as forcefully. I knew that. “This.” I moaned, “This is what I wanted.”
“Fuck,” He dropped his head back and widened his legs, pushing onto me as best as he could in the swing, as I went deeper. “Jesus, that cock is so thick.”
“You can do it.” Frankie murmured, laying kisses all over his chest and neck, tempting him and distracting him like a good little wife. She was perfect for us. “You’re doing so good, baby.” Reaching behind her, she grazed my chest with her fingertips, grounding me, “How does he feel, Saw?”
“So tight,” I licked my lips, pushing all the way into him, and his cock jumped between them. “So hot.”
