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I knew the game. I knew my place. Yet it hurt, nonetheless. It must have shown, for he grinned wide and piled it on. 'And what do I bring you that he can never provide?'

She thought this through, his hands openly kneading her breasts as his friend looked on, quietly amused. Though there was pain evident in her eyes as she stared at me, there was little doubt she was enjoying herself, her submission, I suspected, turning her on as much as his touch, perhaps as much as humiliating me.

'You bring me a hard, manly cock. A cock I love dearly.' She was almost whispering.

Mike snorted at this as my heart sank a little lower. She was debasing herself and me in front of The Stud and his friend, and judging by the rigidity of her nipples through her blouse and brassiere, she was enjoying it.

The Stud said nothing, but his eyes gleamed in victory. He dropped his arms to her midriff, grabbing her blouse on either side. As he lifted upwards, she simply raised her arms, allowing her shirt to be removed without argument. Her arms clamped down tightly on either side as he fumbled with the clasp on her bra, her eyes directly on mine as he unsnapped it.

Speaking to me, she said, 'I'm powerless to stop him.'

With that she loosened her arms and let her bra flutter to the floor, exposing her breasts. As I watched, I found that I was intensely aroused by her submission. She wanted him to dominate her, something I could never do effectively, the love I felt for her making me inadequate.

'I know. Its OK.' Part of me was stunned to hear the simple words cross my lips. But there was no denying that the sight of her topless in front of this young man and his friend, a stranger, as she relinquished control, was turning me on.

The Stud slipped his hands up over her breasts, covering them as she moaned slightly and lay back against his chest, her eyes going closed. The smile on his face was wicked as he played with my wife in front of me, enjoying the dominance over the two of us. Her hands pressed back against his thighs as he pulled at her nipples, getting an excited moan in response. He squeezed them roughly, having learned in their previous tryst how she liked her nipples treated roughly. Mike was watching intently, now shifting foot-to-foot.

The nipple play went on for a time, with my wife mewing contentment with every new approach he tried. When he pinched her nipples between a thumb and forefinger on each hand and pulled them away from her body, she arched outward, her mouth falling open in a silent scream. He held her like this for a minute as he showered her upturned forehead with kisses. When he released her, she fell back against his chest, panting.

'I told Mike you like it rough.'

'Yes, yes, it feels good.' She glanced sideways at Mike for the first time in quite a while, then closed her eyes again, seemingly to shut him out of her mind. For a moment I thought she was going to blush.

The Stud let go of her right breast, his hand traveling across her flat belly to the top of her shorts. He rubbed across her stomach a few times, then slowly wormed his hand down the front of her shorts. To my dismay, and my excitement, she made no move to stop him, her head lying back on his chest, her eyes closed again. I watched his hand clearly reach her pussy, as she let out a long breath in response. Despite the misgivings I felt, despite the twinge of jealousy that wormed its way through my awareness, it was an erotic site.

He held her that way for a few minutes, and then slowly, almost reluctantly, he removed his hand.

'Take 'em off.'

He stepped back slightly, his hands at her waist. Her nipples stood out in arousal, as she hesitated for a moment. Then her hands came to the string of her shorts, as her eyes opened and settled on me. In no hurry, she carefully untied the shorts, loosening the string in the eyelets as she maintained our eye contact.

She paused for a second, thinking it through, then slipping her fingers in at either hip she eased her shorts and her panties downward until her pussy was exposed to my eyes. Then she finally broke off her stare and bent over to slide them past her thighs, over her knees, and finally off her feet one at a time. Dropping them to the floor, she stood back up, totally naked before three fully clothed men.

Her pussy had a light covering of hair, the result of a regular trimming regimen she maintained since she was shaved bare some months back. As a result, her swollen pussy was clearly visible, making her arousal evident.

'Spin around a couple of times.'

She looked directly at me again, then slowly started to circle around, hesitation evident in her movements as she showed the three guys present her body from all angles. I could see in her face a taste of the humiliation I had come to know, and just as clearly I could see that it set well with her. She liked submitting to this young man, liked being under his control. While I was well aware of this side of her persona, it had not been so evident in quite a while. She spun until he told her to stop, facing me once again.

He pulled her back against him, his left hand cupping her right breast as his right hand slipped down over her pussy, holding her tightly. She bent her knees slightly and moved them apart, allowing him access with a moan. Her wetness allowed two of his fingers to slip easily between her pussy lips, a sight I could enjoy but Mike was missing, standing on the side.

If she minded being naked in front of three dressed guys, if she minded being openly fondled, it didn't show. Her nipples stood out proudly as she melted against him. Her left hand reached across her body to cover his hand over her breast, while her right hand closed around his right wrist in a sign of encouragement. As he teased her body, The Stud stared directly at me, seemingly to dare me to object. I said nothing, dropping my eyes to watch his hands.

Any reservations she may have felt at being made a toy in front of me and a total stranger quickly slipped away as she yielded to his touch. Her eyes were tightly closed and her body seemed to slump, The Stud having to hold her up. She resembled a rag doll in his muscular arms. He played her body as he kissed the top of her head, the scene becoming more passionate with each passing second. Urging her weight back onto her own feet, he slid his left hand from under hers, and then closed back over her hand, pressing it into her breast.

She took the cue and caressed her own breast, as Mike and I watched. After a minute, he did the same with his right hand, working her fingers into her pussy. She offered no resistance whatsoever, however the sudden stiffness of her body suggested she had to steel her mind to the task.

The Stud helped her tease her body, then eased his hands away, both of them moving to her buttocks as he took a half-step back. Her hands maintained a gentle motion at her breast and her pussy, making no move to pull away, as he kneaded her butt. It was gradual, but she started to relax, her body responding to her own touch. When she started biting her lower lip, I knew for a fact she was turned on and not simply complying with his wishes.

Likewise, I knew for a fact that she was turning me on. Despite any concerns I may have had, despite the jealousy I felt, watching her masturbate before three fully dressed guys was intensely arousing. It was fascinating to watch her submit to The Stud, and I found I was eager to see what would come next. It took all my will power to keep my hands on the counter as I sat on the stool, as my swollen cock begged for attention. Looking over at Mike I could see he had a similar issue, his cock tenting the front of his shorts.

The Stud released her ass and whipped his muscle shirt over his head and off, dropping it to the floor. When his hands came to her shoulders, her eyes fluttered open and settled on me. They were glazed over with sexual enjoyment, no longer showing any compassion for my feelings. He spun her around to face him, pulling her close, forcing her hands to leave her body as the two of them pressed together. As she reached her arms around him, I caught a glimpse of her fingers on the right hand, wet with her juices.

Again they kissed, this time with greater passion, her naked back arched backwards as he bent over her. From the back I could see the swell of her right breast where she pressed against him, and I knew her well enough to know she loved the feel of her bare tits against his muscular chest.

Her nude form looked almost tiny against him, and as I studied her beautiful bare ass, his hands once again came down to cup each cheek, grinding her pelvis up against his crotch. She was lost in it now, and willingly followed his every move, allowing him whatever freedoms he required. His fingers dipped between her cheeks and down into her pussy, then trailed back up her crack to her lower back. A visible shudder passed through her when they grazed over her asshole.

He pulled away from her lips and spoke for the first time in a while. 'Don't you think its time to show appreciation that I came over to save you from your wimp husband?'

She didn't respond, instead dropping her head and closing her lips over his left nipple. He pulled away and took a half step back, refusing to be deterred.

'Are you ignoring me?'

'No.' She actually looked down, like a chastened child.

'I'd hate to have to spank you in front of your wimp husband.'

She said nothing, and I had to stifle the sudden amusement I felt. I knew she would actually enjoy a whipping, but realized The Stud probably had no idea. I was dying to tell him, but knew my role in this was as an observer and an object of ridicule, not as a participant.

'So don't you appreciate my willingness to help you?'

'Yes, I do.' Her voice sounded eager. I suspected it was from the thought of being spanked by this young man, but he probably thought she was just getting into the role-play.

'How do you intend to show it?'

He was trying to embarrass her, or me. It was hard to tell. My mind wondered to how she got in this situation. From what I had gathered, she had cut a deal with The Stud to convince him to use me in the showers at the University gym. In return, he got to fuck her. In establishing the deal, she was in control, setting the terms, getting her way. But now, control had switched over. And she seemed to really like it.

'I'd like to suck your magnificent dick.' Her voice faltered slightly, the words not coming as easily as she probably would have liked. My heart skipped a beat to hear myself in her, to see her experience what she liked to put me through, as she submitted in front of a total stranger.

'Sounds nice, but would that be fair to Mike?' The Stud had a smirk on his face.

She looked over at Mike for the first time since The Stud was pinching her nipples. I saw her eyes drop to his swollen crotch. 'I'll suck his dick, too.'

My cock was throbbing in my pants as The Stud pressed her further. 'You'll do it because I say so? You don't really want to?'

She looked back at The Stud. She wasn't as used to this as perhaps I was, and I could tell she was having some difficulty managing her embarrassment. 'I really want to suck his dick, too.'

She paused a moment, and when he didn't speak, she added, 'I need both your cocks in my mouth.' Her voice sounded stronger as she stood naked in front of them.

Again The Stud remained silent, making her visibly uneasy. She shifted foot-to-foot, then seemed to make up her mind, sinking to her knees before The Stud. His crotch looked as swollen as mine felt, and I finally gave in and slipped one hand off the counter to cover my rigid cock. The Stud watched her as her hands came to the snap on his shorts, pulling it apart. As she lowered the zipper, it became apparent he had no underwear. Once the zipper was all the way down, his shorts remained in place, unable to slip over his hard cock.

She grabbed his shorts on either side and pulled them down, freeing his monster cock. Once he sprang free, the shorts dropped easily to the floor, and he stepped out of them. Without hesitation, her left hand wrapped around the base of his member, and any hope I had of stopping this ended as her mouth closed over the head of his cock. The moan that was heard came from her, not him.

Mike was now openly rubbing his own cock through his shorts as he watched, his vantage point giving him a much better angle to watch her suck The Stud's big prick. From where I sat, her head obscured most of the action, but it was obvious what she was doing, and I knew from my own experience how fantastic that big cock must feel in her mouth.

I suddenly felt a different jealousy, knowing full well that I had sucked his cock more than she had. For a brief moment, I considered joining her on the floor, helping her, or perhaps sucking off Mike on her behalf. But I again I realized they wanted me here to humiliate, not to participate. They had come for pussy.

From the moment The Stud had started toying with my wife in front of me, with Mike present, I assumed he had told Mike that I was a cocksucker. Any doubt about this was erased when The Stud looked at me and said, 'She really is better at sucking dick than you are.'

This seemed to spur her on, while it caused me to look away. I had the perverse thought that he was lying, that I was really better, but that he wanted to humiliate me. Mike looked my way with a grin, but I couldn't meet his eyes.

The Stud addressed her. 'You really do suck cock well.'

She looked up at him and grinned, his glans at her lips.

My wife was quite a sight kneeling naked in her kitchen, sucking the monster cock of this healthy young college student. One hand pumped his cock into her mouth, the other was cupped under his balls. Every so often she would come off his cock and lick down its length, or tongue his balls, his purple cock head glistening with the wetness of her mouth. It was a long blowjob, and her enthusiasm never waned, as she seemed to relish the feel of his manhood between her lips. Whereas he liked to hold my head and fuck my face, with her he remained passive, allowing her to service his cock as she saw fit. When his hands finally came to her head, it was almost involuntary, and I knew he was getting close.

She could sense it as well, and her hand squeezed the base of his cock tightly, causing it to swell even more. Even from my angle, it looked huge in her mouth, as she pumped her head back and forth. Reaching the point of no return, his fingers twisted through her hair as he now drove his cock deeply into her mouth. He went rigid as he started to come, and a long groan slipped past his lips. She didn't back away, taking it all, and I could easily imagine the pulsing of his beautiful prick as it pumped his come down her throat.

Finally he settled back onto the flats of his feet as she continued to love on his softening cock with her mouth. With his dick still between her lips, she laid her head back and looked up to his face.

'That was good, baby. You did well.' He sounded breathless.

The compliment pleased her, her lips forming a smile even with a cock between them. She suckled him for a few more minutes, and then released his cock, turning 90 degrees towards Mike without being instructed. His hand was still over his cock as she slid over to kneel before him.

She briefly looked at me with a wicked smile, and then reached for his pants. His shorts had a button, but it hardly slowed her down as she lowered his zipper and pulled the shorts down his legs. He had on boxers, but they came down with the shorts, revealing a nice stiff cock nestled in dark brown pubic hair. He was shorter than The Stud, but thick and just as heavily veined. The gleam in her eye suggested she was pleased with what she found as she immediately sucked his length into her mouth.

All he could do was mutter, 'Yes. Damn.'

His shirttail hung down to his crotch, and her hands came up to push it out of the way as she devoured his manhood. He quickly took the hint and peeled his shirt off, dropping it onto the counter behind him. He wasn't as muscled as The Stud, but he had the athletic fitness of youth. My wife was now turned sideways to me as she sucked Mike's dick, and this time I had an excellent view as she slid her lips along his length and ran her hands over his flat abdomen.

As I watched her kneeling naked on the floor, her mouth eagerly servicing the hard cock of a stranger, I was turned on beyond words. My hand was busily rubbing my own cock through my pants as I eyed her beautiful form, so gracefully erotic in submission. Her breasts swung heavily with her movements, the nipples rock-hard, and she had a slight bend at the waist, accentuating the roundness of her slender ass.

She grabbed his cock with her right hand as she let it slip out of her mouth, licking down the far side as she stared at me over the top of his member. She held eye contact with me as she licked back and forth, her hand providing complimentary strokes, and I knew she liked me watching. She was trying to put on a show just for me.

When she lowered her head slightly and started licking at his balls, his eyes went closed and his knees buckled as he moaned his appreciation. She had discovered a sensitive area for him and assaulted his testicles with determination, lifting them with her tongue and trying to suck them into her mouth. He spread his knees further, offering her improved access. All the while her right hand held his hard cock straight up, steadily pumping it up and down.

Her left hand slid up the inside of his thigh and cupped his balls to her lips. Then her fingers slid back as she kissed her along the length of his cock to once again take it fully into her mouth. As she pumped his cock into her mouth with one hand, she continued to worm the other back to the crack of his ass.

Although I couldn't see the hand between his legs clearly, it was evident when her finger found his asshole by the guttural noise he made and his hands coming around to seize her head. It was only another minute before the sensations became too powerful for him, and his body started to tighten up. Then he was moaning loudly as he pumped his come into my wife's willing mouth.

His face twisted up into a grimace as the orgasm passed through him, his hands holding her head firmly as she continued to stroke his cock into her mouth. She was looking upwards, watching him, as he came into her mouth. Her nipples jutted outwards, and she pressed her thighs together, trying to create some pressure on her pussy.

She looked quite the whore as she swallowed his come, and I loved her more than ever. Finally he relaxed a little, and she started long slow licks of his softening cock as her hand left his ass and found it's way to her own breasts.

'Pretty decent Mike?'

He opened his eyes and looked at The Stud. 'You ain't lying. Jesus, that was good.'

The Stud just chuckled as he turned to the refrigerator and retrieved two beers, handing one to Mike while he ignored me. Mock outrage passed through my mind: the son of a bitch drinks my beer and comes in my wife! But in truth, I didn't care.

My wife got to her feet slowly, and after a few minutes helped herself to a glass of wine. She joined them in ignoring me, leaning on the counter so that I was looking at her naked back. She seemed to be totally at ease standing naked in the kitchen with these two young college boys.

They chatted for a while about school, the guys bitching about the workload while my wife opined for a return to her days in college. The guys got another beer, and she helped herself to more wine. I continued to sit at the counter, fully clothed, listening to their conversation. They continued to act like I wasn't there.

'By the way, in case you two need a better introduction, Mike has been my best friend since high school.'

All three laughed at this, and even I chuckled. She held out her hand like a proper lady. 'How do you do?'

He took her hand and kissed the back of it as they all laughed again, then he suddenly pulled her against him and kissed her deeply on the lips. She responded eagerly. When he finally released her, she muttered, 'Veerrry nice to meet you.'

They all laughed again, enjoying their little jokes. Her nipples were erect, and she was eyeing both guys, and I knew she was thinking about their cocks. She had to be horny as hell by now.

The Stud took her by the hand and led her around the counter and down the two steps into the sunken living room. Mike followed. Their clothing remained behind on the floor and counter. A wooden railing separates our dining area and living room, and from my stool I watched as The Stud slid the heavy oak coffee table over towards the far wall, then flopped down on the couch, facing it.

'Sit on the table and let us look at you.'

For a second my wife affected the look of a shy schoolgirl, then turned and sat on the cold wooden table. Mike came and sat on the wide arm of the couch, the position pushing his hips forward, accentuating his cock.

'That's it. Lean back and place your hands flat on the table.'

She did as she was told, her breasts now proudly displayed.

'Spread your legs.' As she did so he added, 'Wider, now slip your hips forward to the edge of the table. A little more. Come on. That's it.'

She did exactly as asked, knowing that her body was being exposed to their eyes. In this position, her breasts were offered up deliciously and her swollen pussy lips were slightly parted and glistened with moisture, showing them how turned on she was.

They took a few pulls from the beers as they studied her in silence. From my vantage point I could see Mike's cock, and while it wasn't hard, it had swelled noticeably since he walked out of the kitchen.

The Stud looked back over his shoulder to me. 'Get us a couple more beers.'

It was an order, and I jumped up much too eagerly to comply. I twisted off the tops and carried them down into the living room, admiring my lovely wife so sexily displayed five feet in front of them as I delivered the beers. They took them without acknowledgement. My wife simply stared at The Stud, her eyes ablaze. I knew in that instant that she would do anything they said.

Rather than returning to my stool, I plopped down on the love seat, to the right of my wife, suddenly feeling awkward to still have my clothes on.

'You have a lot to be proud of girl.' She smiled, the compliment feeding her vanity. 'Now turn over and let us see that skinny little ass of yours.'

She slowly got her feet, every move seductive to my eyes. Turning, she bent over and placed her hands flat on the tabletop, her ass towards The Stud.

'Get up on the table and kneel.'

It was a large round table of heavy oak construction that she could easily get on. Taking a moment to clear off the few items on the table, she placed a couple of throw pillows for her knees then eased up on the table without a word. She was eager in her compliance with his demands, taking a position on all fours to proudly show off her bare ass.

'That's sweet. Very, very sweet.' They sat and stared, and I could see that both of their cocks were stiffening, and could feel mine doing the same. I was enjoying her shameless display as much as they were. Her eyes were closed and her head was hanging in a submissive pose as they studied her anatomy.

'Lower your head to the table. Get that beautiful ass up high.'

His voice was taking on more of a commanding tone, and she quickly responded. Her head came down, turning sideways towards me as she laid her face on the tabletop. Her back relaxed so that her shoulders sank to contact the wood, her arms spread carelessly to either side. Her breasts pressed against the table, and her ass pointed upwards, spread wide in this position.

From the side I could clearly see her protruding pussy lips, and a hint of her rosy pink asshole, so I knew the two guys had an excellent view of her sex on display. Her eyes fluttered open and stared at me dreamily as her lips formed a weak smile. Any reservations I may have felt initially were totally gone. I was totally turned on by her willingness to subjugate herself to these guys.

Every time The Stud drank from his beer, Mike followed suit, taking his lead from his friend. They both admired the intimate view they now had of my wife, and I found the thought of these guys knowing every inch of her to be quite arousing. The Stud glanced at Mike and winked.

'You are doing quite well. Why don't you show us how a good little whore gets herself off now.'

She must have known this was coming, for she showed no hesitation as her right hand came to her belly, then slid back to disappear between her legs. From my position on the side, I saw it re-emerge as her first two fingers slipped between the wet lips of her pussy. They sawed back and forth for a moment, then both fingers slid deeply into her pussy. She let out a small moan, and I shifted my eyes from her hand to her face to find her looking straight at me.

From their location on the sofa, the guys had a bird's eye view of her hand as she masturbated without shame. As her fingers moved in and out, the sheen coating them testified to her wetness. She hardly blinked as she watched me watch her, light moans of pleasure emanating from her lips.

Her other hand came up to her pussy, and while I couldn't actually see it from my vantage point, I had seen her masturbate enough to know that she was manipulating her clit, a sure sign of a pending orgasm. Her mouth came open, another known sign of arousal, her eyes as wet as her pistoning fingers.

As the pitch of her breathing changed, I watched in amazement, knowing what was coming. But at the apex of her arousal, just when it appeared she would crash over the edge, she surprised even me when she suddenly pulled her wet fingers from her pussy, moved them back, then drove first one, and then two, into her lovely asshole.

It was a totally depraved act, signaling to me that she was well past her internal point of no return, beyond which anything goes, a part of her I knew well from years of intimacy, but few besides myself had ever seen.

Her eyes went closed as her body rocked back and forth, her own fingers pushing in and out of her ass as her other hand worked furiously at her clit. She was grunting with every breath now, and the grunts were getting closer and closer together until they became a low scream, orgasm wracking her body.

Over and over she yelped, as she moved into the realm of multiple orgasms, short little spasms that jolted her body over and over as her fingers continued to work. With two blowjobs down, and two young studs now studying her naked body, the pent up excitement exploded through her.

Finally she collapsed to the tabletop, her fingers leaving her asshole and covering her pussy in almost a protective posture. Both hands were pinned against her pussy as she lay panting on the table, the throw pillows pushed off onto the floor. Her back rose and fell steadily with her breathing as she eased through the last of her orgasm, settling back to Earth almost reluctantly. My hand was at my bulging crotch, my own breath coming with difficulty as I sat mesmerized by my wife's shamelessness.

'Damn girl, that was something.' The Stud was sitting up on the edge of the couch, his monster cock now rock hard, her extended legs just inches from him. Mike was hard as well, one hand wrapped around his cock as he stared at her bare ass, her fingers still working gently at her pussy. She looked so beautiful lying there in the warmth of orgasmic delight.

'Turn over. Let us see you.'

Slowly she opened her eyes, rolling over onto her right side, and then her back. Settling back to the center of the table, she placed her feet on its edge, knees up, her legs spread wide. Her naked pussy was directed straight at The Stud, a scant few feet away, as her hand slipped back over it.

Her other hand came to her breast, and without any encouragement she started to play with herself once again. She pinched and pulled at her nipples, using them to lift her breasts away from her body, as her other fingers slipped easily into the wetness of her cunt. Her tongue came out to wet her lips as she quickly started her rise to orgasm once again. As her hips came up off the table in offering to The Stud, her fingers busily at work, I sat impressed at how quickly she went from being totally spent to totally aroused.

With her eyes closed, her breathing was once again the telling indicator as she neared the precipice. She spread her legs as widely as possible, working her hips lewdly before the two college boys, putting on a whorish display without reservation. When The Stud slipped to the floor and bent his head forward to her pussy, she snatched her hand away and used it to pull his face in tightly.

He covered her with his mouth, loudly sucking on her wet sex, as her legs came off the table and reached across his shoulders, locking him into her crotch. Her other hand pulled at her nipples until she exploded into another orgasm, bucking against his face as he held on to her hips, lifting her to his mouth.

This orgasm was powerful, but over more quickly, as she fell back to the tabletop, breathing loudly as she once again started the journey from bliss to normalcy. He licked at her pussy continuously as she came down, until she pushed him away, too sensitized to take any more.

He fell back to the floor, turning sideways to the couch. He lay back much like she had before, legs extended straight out as he leaned backwards, elbows locked, hands flat against the carpet. He cock extended upward, rigid and ready.

'Come here, my little whore.'

She looked down between her legs, couldn't see clearly, and lifted up on one elbow. When she saw what she was being offered, she started to rise, her breathing still erratic, her body still on the road to recovery. She slipped off the edge of the table, and then straddled him in one fluid motion.

Bending forward, her lips found his in a passionate kiss, her ass now pointing towards me, his cock nestled in the crack. It was an incredible sight to see my naked wife on top of this young man, kissing him wildly, clearly about to take his cock. Mike apparently liked it as well, stroking his cock as he watched the action at his feet.

Pausing her kisses, she reached back for his cock, lifted up, then came back down on it smoothly, impaling her pussy on his manhood with a satisfied groan. She took him all as we watched, his big cock sliding deep into her pussy. The Stud just smiled as he leaned back and watched her. My wife's hands came up to cup her own breasts as she leaned in to kiss him once again.

They kissed for several minutes as she sat on his dick, squirming slightly to ensure she had it all. Leaning forward as she was, I could see she did in fact have his full member, her pussy spread wide to wrap around his girth. He sat up, bending his knees so that his legs were about a 45-degree angle behind her. His arms wrapped around her as they continued to kiss with intensity, her pussy encasing his cock as she sat astride him in his lap. He broke away from the kiss and eased her back so that she was resting against his legs, then brought his hands around to replace her own at her breasts.

He kneaded her breasts gently at first, then started to be more forceful as he milked each one, pulling her nipples away from her body. Her head fell back across his knees at an odd angle, her eyes closed and mouth hanging open. Each time he pulled at her nipples, she let out a low moan that she carried until he let the nipples slip between his pinching fingers and fall back into place.

With each pass, the pinching became more intense, and her reactions more pronounced. She was obviously trying to grind her hips down on his big cock, as she responded to the rough nipple treatment that she had always loved so much. She truly was a little whore, not caring that her pleasure at this abuse was on display to Mike and I.

When The Stud bent forward and took one nipple in his teeth, her eyes popped open from the sharpness of his bite. In her reclined position, she was looking straight up at Mike's hard cock as he stroked it, watching her face. She didn't look away, and after a moment he bent his knees and brought it to her lips. She accepted his cock without reservation, greedily sucking it into her mouth.

My own hands were working inside my pants now, searching out my own engorged cock. The sight of my sweet wife, impaled on one cock and sucking another, while The Stud tugged at her nipples with his teeth, was driving me wild.

As The Stud alternated breasts, pinching her nipples with his teeth and fingers, my wife squirmed out of control. She tried hard to hold on to Mike's cock, to give him a blowjob while The Stud worked over her tits, but she made a poor job of it. With his uncomfortable position, knees half-bent, and her distraction, Mike gave up and pulled away. My wife melted back against The Stud's legs once again, her head back, eyes closed, as her hands guided his head from nipple to nipple.

He eventually tired of the game and lay all the way back on the floor. My wife fell forward on him, placed a hand on each of his shoulders, and started riding his hard cock. She glanced backwards at me for an instant, knowing full well that I could see his monster cock sliding in and out of her pussy as she fucked herself on The Stud. Hanging her head between her arms, she started grinding lewdly as she rode him, slamming herself hard against his body on each down stroke. He simply lay back on the floor, placed his hands behind his head, and smiled smugly as he watched her whorish display.