"How did I get here?" I asked myself as I sat at my desk trying to focus on my new work budget but anxiously waiting for the chirp to alert me of a new message. Hopefully a message with a pic or two.

I could feel a light throbbing between my legs and my hand, though resting on my mouse, was itching to relieve my tension. My mind shuffled through made-up images of you and her. Her body wrapped up in yours; your hands exploring her soft skin; her pussy, so tight and wet, enveloping your cock, as you slide in and out of her before filling her up.

We had explored you playing solo with a mutual girlfriend with great success. We both loved you spending the afternoon fucking her senseless then coming home to me. I relished getting you upstairs to suck your cock clean, tasting her on you. Your greatest pleasure coming back to between my legs as you plunged my soaked cunt, waiting for me to cry out under you just as you unload into me.

Though we had played out and discussed this fantasy many times over the last few months, my nerves were on edge and my anxiety was high and filled with a desire I couldn't possibly have imagined. You were out pleasuring another woman, whom I had not yet met personally, well at least outside of the bar. Even though I knew I was going to get to know her and enjoy her myself, with you naturally, I was anxious. I was ready to have you back in my arms and me in yours.

My phone chirped and your handsome face showed next to the message alert. My heart pounded harder. My finger hovered over the message, trying to decide if I was really ready for this. I was. I want this. Truly wanted to share your innate sexiness and abilities with another woman and then to bring you back as mine. (I'm not an innately jealous or possessive woman but I thrive on knowing we are each others one and only and no sexual partners will ever change that)

Her ass is glorious was my first thought as the picture filled my screen. Your cock was buried deep in her pussy, your hand gripping that tight, sweet, round ass. Her thinner body was arched up on her hands and knees, I could see beads of sweat forming down her spine and at the base of her blonde hair. I could see her tightness wrapped around your cock, her juice glistened on the base.

I felt my pussy become instantly saturated as my mind filled with the image of your face as you fucked her. Thinking of your pleasure as you slammed into her tight ass from behind. All I wanted was to be home waiting for you.

Gemma is a bi 24 year old, who is putting herself through nursing school by bartending at our local haunt. She had caught our eye many times and you made sure to tip her well when she served us. We had chatted her up over the last couple of months hoping eventually she might become a playmate for you...me...us... She was sweet, a bit naive, but after finding her profile on Tinder, we discovered she was also a sex addicted freak, who had a thing for older men. Gemma was perfection to be our fucktoy.

At 5'8", 135lbs, tanned skin with shorter blonde hair, she couldn't have been more my opposite. I loved that for you and wanted you to be able to enjoy a variety of women. Not better, just different. Her body was slender with gentle curves not yet marked by pregnancies. She had smaller C cup tits that were perky, firm, and full with small dark pink nipples that begged for attention. Gemma kept a small blonde strip of curls above her tight pussy. So blonde they stood out against her tanned skin. She also was a bit of a wild child with a belly button piercing and several small tattoos sprinkling her young body.

When you discovered her secrets on Tinder, that night our love making was extremely fantasy charged. You shared her sexy pictures with me as I sucked your cock and told you what I wanted you to do to her, with her, with me. Your fingers twined through my long locks as you thrusted down my throat imagining her soft lips wrapped around your hard dick.

"I want you to seduce her," I whispered around your cock. "Tell her that I like to share you and want you to pleasure her in ways she's never experienced. Tell her that once you're done with her, you'll bring her to me someday for more pleasure. I'll clean your cum from her cunt and her juices off your cock." You shoved my head down causing me to gag as you held me in place. Your cock throbbed and exploded a huge load down my throat as you imagined what you would do to her young, sexy body.

So here we are, several weeks later, hundreds of texts exchanged, long conversations and multiple trips to the bar for you, and now you're in her apartment, with your cock buried balls deep in her pussy dropping a huge load after being denied release for several days. And I'm finishing my work day, waiting for updates about your adventure but mostly counting the minutes until you walk through our front door and pull me up the stairs to reclaim us.

My phone chirps again and I see you've sent a video this time. My heart races as I hit play. Gemma is straddling your lap, impaled on your hard cock. Her long legs bouncing up and down in a way that I cannot manage myself. Those firm tits bouncing freely around as she moans; your hand pinching her nipples, tugging them.

I hear your breath, deep and ragged. I know that pattern and moan. She's going to make you cum in her wet cunt. Your hand drops from her breasts and finds her clit; your thumb furiously rubbing small circles. Gemma moans loudly and then her body begins to shake. I see your hips thrusting up into her and hear your release. Your orgasms washing over you together. My pussy has soaked my panties and is threatening to leave evidence of my arousal on my skirt. I have to get home to be ready for you.

A short while later, I hear your Bronco pull into the driveway, as I prepare a dinner for us. My whiskey glass is near empty as I drain it while walking to greet you. Shutting the door behind you, you gather me into your chest. I feel your beard nuzzle into my neck, as you whisper "I love you" into my hair. I can smell her on your skin and my heart races.

Your hands grab mine and pull me up the stairs to our room. The gentleness stops there and the urgency takes hold. I drop to me knees in front of you and unleash your cock. It's hard and ready for me. My eyes dart up to see your face, dark with desire, looking down as my lips circle your dripping head. The first taste of someone on you that I've never played with. My tongue laps the underside of your cock as my head slides down until my nose is touching your soft hair.

"Mmmm..." I moan as her flavor floods my mouth, your mixed cum fills my taste buds. My head is swirling with emotions. Intense pleasure, slight jealousy, overwhelming pride as I smell her squirt on your skin. Fuck you are an amazing lover and I know she came many times on your cock and tongue. She's probably never known pleasure like that until this afternoon.

I suck, lick and throat your cock like only I can. I know you enjoyed her. Her youth. The newness. The novelty of a different woman. But I know that even more so, you are mine and I am yours. Nothing or no one will ever change that.

Your hands grab my arms and pull me to my feet. You pull my top over my head and yank my little boy shorts down over my full hips. In two quick seconds, I find myself on the bed with your body on mine and your cock buried inside me. My legs wrap around your thighs and pull you deep into my wetness.

"Fuck baby," you mutter. "Did we make your pussy wet today? Tell me."

"Uh-uh..." I moan on your thrusting. "I, uhh, uhh, couldn't stop watching the clock and thinking of you."

"What did you think when you saw the picture?"

"I wanted to taste her on your cock; I wanted to see your face."

"Did you like seeing me breed her tight pussy?"

"God, yes," I moan into your lips as you thrust harder into me. "Yes, I want you to breed her as much as you want, baby. I want you to enjoy her body and use her. I want you to bring her to me so I can get her ready for you and have her pleasure me."

You thrust harder and faster into my dripping pussy. Your cock is so hard, throbbing into me. Your arms are wrapped around me, holding me to your chest.

"She's nothing like you...amazing, of course but she's not you," you whisper. "She'll never be you."

My body starts to tremble as your lips demand mine and your tongue forces into my mouth. You twist my hair to keep control of me as your cock continues its assault. You know I'm close. Your orgasm is right there waiting to take me back.

"I'm going to keep breeding her for you" you say. "I'm going to use her and teach her to pleasure you. She's never been with a woman but she wants to learn. Would you want to teach her, baby?"

"God yes," I moan into your neck.

"That's my good girl." A bite on my neck and a deep set of thrusts tell me you're close.

"That's it baby, was she good? Did you like her tight pussy cumming on you?" edging you closer to orgasm.

"She was incredible, baby, her pussy was so hot and wet. I want to have her again..." your thrusts more urgent.

Your words and pleasure push me over. My pussy clinches down and my cum soaks your balls. My body thrashes in your arms as I cry out. I feel your body shudder and the flood of cum fill me. My pussy overflows as your mouth claims mine, tongues assaulting the others. Your weight collapses onto my chest, your face buried in my cloud of tangled hair. Our heaving breath mixes, panting as we continue to stroke and explore the others body as if for the first time.

You pull back and turn my face to stare into yours. My lips meet yours again though more gently. Softly reclaiming each other. You plant tender kisses across my face and neck. Breathing in my scent, touching my soft skin.

This moment solidifies that this experience is something we can only share together. With trust, permission, understanding. The sheer joy in exploring others and sharing the pleasure individually and together.

"I'm seeing her again next week," you mumble. "But this time, I want you to join us after work so you can clean her up and teach her how to love a woman before I fill her again."

My head spins at the thought and I start to count the days in anticipation.