Tiffany’s orgasm tore through her and she soaked his entire crotch, his trim pubes slick down and her cum dripping from the heavy sack that slapped against her mound with every thrust. He was wildly pounding her out now, with a firm grip on her hips throwing her back into him with reckless abandon, bottoming her out with every stroke. He was getting desperate now and Tiff could sense it. She began begging him “Yes yes yes, fuck your tight little pussy I want your cum!”.

He answered her pleas with a hard smack on her ass cheek leaving a bright handprint and a “Good slut, but don’t tell me tell your husband over there.” Tiffany raised her head from the bed and turned to look at me for the first time in what felt like an eternity. Looking me dead in the face she said in a sultry tone with a coy look in her eye, “I want Joes cum in my pussy so bad babe, I want him to fill up this tight pussy and mark it as his own!” Joe looked at me as his rhythm turned to a frenetic jackhammer and with one final powerful thrust he buried himself to the hilt. His balls contracted up into their firing positions as I could see his base pulsating hard inside my beautiful wife.

“Oh fuck, that’s so much!” She squealed in disbelief. Before withdrawing Joe leaned down and whispered something in her ear to which she replied with a bubbly “Mhmmmm”. And then he withdrew, his weapon flopping out in all its semi hard-cum covered glory. But then my eyes went up to her, still bent over ass in the air, a satisfied mess. Her pussy had a noticeable gape, I’d never seen it so slack, not to mention absolutely drenched in thick white cum.

Joe used my boxers from the floor to clean up his cock, then putting his own back on he smiled to me “Like what you see little cuck? That’s how she should be left every time. Now I leave you to your wife, you can have her back now that I’m done with her.” And with that he finished getting dressed and closed the door.

When I turned back to Tiff she was now on her back, legs spread wide and her freshly fucked pussy on full display. She reached down to her gaping hole and dipped two fingers in, getting them a nice glaze of cum before bringing it up to her lips and savoring it before beckoning me to her with her finger. “Aren’t you going to make love to your slut wife?” “You’re not too sore?” I asked genuinely concerned. “I don’t think we’ll need to worry about it I want you to feel me now.” Her reply was somewhat surprising, after the absolute pounding I had just witnessed surely she would want a breather at least. And did she say she wanted me to feel her and not the other way around? I got between her legs and kissed her passionately, tasting a trace of his cum. Lining up my dick with her chasm I then pushed inside with ease. I’d never felt her this way before, about half her usual tightness I could barely feel the sides, my cock felt like it was just swimming in a pool of his cum. And another new feature, each thrust of mine now pushed out air as well, making cum bubbles and queefing noises, he had definitely unlocked extra space within her that I was now falling short to use. She was hardly animated, just lying there and taking it unbothered by my efforts. Within a few minutes I blasted my load into her as well. For a moment in post coital bliss we held each other, naked and content. Breaking our comfortable silence Tiffany announced, “God this is the most cum I’ve ever had in me at one time I better go push it out.” And with a hand cupped to her leaking hole she got up and pranced naked to the bathroom door before stopping at the threshold.

She turned to me with a naughty look on her face before telling me, “Actually, I have a better idea! All this delicious cum shouldn’t go to waste after all.”. She came back to the bed and straddled me, raising herself up in a sort of squat she deposited the contents of her pussy all over my semi hard cock and balls. The lukewarm gooey sensation was a new one for me and actually was rather pleasant. Before I could say anything about it though I felt the warm and familiar sensation of her mouth on my cock. She was working me hard again but also slurping up the cum that now lubed my shaft. She licked every drop off my balls before showing me the deep throating skills that had failed to conquer Joe’s massive cock, now swallowing my average one with ease. When she was satisfied not a drop of cum remained she raised her head and asked if I wanted her pussy again. “Well of course babe but you’re not too sore?”. She shook her head no explaining, I’m still really wet and after Joe it’s kinda numb so don’t worry about it and have your fun!”

Have MY fun? Well now it’s confirmed she’s doing this for my benefit. I got behind her and grabbed her hair, determined to make my fun hers too. I started pounding away my hardest and Tiff dutifully holding her ass in the air for me but seemingly unmoved by my efforts. I slapped her ass where he had, I called her my good little slut wife, I manhandled her the best my slender frame could. I was lasting a bit longer now since this was my second round and it seemed she wanted to hasten the process. She started backing it onto me in time with my thrusts and was now talking about Joe again, “Thank you for letting me have his big beautiful cock. He made me feel so good, he knew how to use my pussy as his, I need his cock again! Tell me you’ll let me have him again!”. She had turned her head to look me in the eyes as she plead to be allowed his black cock another time. That was enough to send me over the edge and I collapsed down onto her, my light second load still throbbing in her recently rearranged pussy. “Of course we can see him again my love.”, came my satisfied and somewhat defeated reply. I knew the road before us was going to accelerate faster than could be controlled, but I needed to see Tiffany that happy again and Joe’s was the perfect cock for the job.

(Shall I continue the story? Or does this feel good enough for a natural conclusion?)