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Knowing I belong to King and no one else.
King pinches my nipple, his fingers between my thighs never stopping, and I moan. Loudly.
Everything clenches as I try to stave it off for just another moment.
“Yeah, Wife, that’s it. Soak my fucking fingers. Make him watch as you come all over my hand.”
The man’s eyes drop from my chest, back to where King’s hand is playing with my pussy, blocked only by a thin layer of lace. And that’s the final straw.
King’s heavy breathing fills my ears as I explode. “Keep going.” His fingers keep flying over my clit. “Make that pussy ready for me.”
My fingers start to claw at his arm. “I am,” I pant. “I’m ready.”
King’s arms wrap around me, and he lifts, until he’s carrying me a few strides across the room.
He sets me down a couple feet in front of the tool chest.
“Bend over. Hands on the counter.”
I do as he says, stretching my arms out in front of me to reach the surface.
A large hand slides from the base of my neck, down to my lower back. “Arch for me, Wife.”
I do.
King flips up the back of my dress, so it’s bunched around my waist.
I turn my head to the side, so I can see the man in the chair. He’s a little behind us now. But just as I think it, King grips my hips and angles us, so the man gets more of a profile view.
“Got to make sure he can see those tits.” King shakes my hips and I can feel my tits sway with the movement. “And,” he starts to pull my panties down my legs, “gotta make sure he can see me sliding in and out of your hot little slit.” King lets them drop around my ankles, and I watch over my shoulder as he stands behind me.
There’s the sound of a zipper, followed by the slap of King letting his cock smack against the top of my ass.
King bends his knees, aligning our heights, and I slide up onto my tippy toes.
“My greedy Baby.” King groans, his cock sliding easily against my drenched lips.
His tip starts to press against my entrance and the man in the chair makes a groaning sound.
“He can watch.” King pushes forward, slowly filling me. Steadily filling me. “He can dream about sucking those tits.” He bottoms out, and we both moan. Then he starts to pull back out. “He can see how much my dick glistens when I pull out of you.” King gives a few shallow thrusts, just the head of his cock moving in and out of me, as he grips my ass, spreading me so he can look straight down at what he’s doing. “But no one sees your holes.” A finger slick with my own release rubs over my back entrance.
My back arches further, of its own volition, and King lets out a chuckle.
“Who would’ve guessed my wife would be so fucking filthy.” He circles his thumb around the tight ring of muscle. “Down for fucking anything.” He starts pushing his cock all the way back in. “Ready to take me any way I can give it to her.”
I can’t stop myself from looking over at the man.
He’s watching where King is entering me. Looking at my husband’s length, and… I bite back a moan. He’s hard. There’s a bulge in the front of his pants, and I know he’s smaller than King, but something about seeing another man physically turned on from watching us sends a shudder through my body.
The watching. The slow thrusts. The way King is making me feelback there. It has me right back on the edge.
“Please,” I beg.
King’s hips meet mine, his hands moving back to my waist, gripping me tight.
“Please, what?”
I swear his cock pulses inside of me.
