[This is a continuation of the previous chapter. Please read it first so that you will know how this situation came about.]
Part 6: My Surprise
Sylvia slowly walked toward the bed in the middle of the room. My eyes are glued to her perfect ass. The emphasized sway of her hips is hypnotic. While it is difficult not to continue my mindless ogling, my gaze drifted on what is taking place on the bed.
My eyelids tore open as wide as they can. Rocco has one of his hands on my wife's breast, while Lana is riding him like a horse. The index finger of his other hand is being hungrily sucked and licked by my precious Lana. I felt more surprised than angry as I watched my beloved behaving more like a slut than a prim and proper lady I knew her to be. My heart ached but at the same time I never noticed and appreciated how sexy and seductive Lana is, until now. I also felt insecure seeing how Rocco incited this level of lust from Lana, which I never had. The size of the guy’s cock didn’t help my self-esteem, either. I felt inadequate seeing how Lana’s pussy lips are stretched to the limit as it slid roughly up and down his huge pole.
I am woken up from my self pity when Sylvia looked back at me when she reached the bed where the couple is rutting away. She gave me that knowing smile and turned her attention to my wife. She reached out her slender hands and cupped Lana’s other breast. Sylvia supported the weight of the tender flesh on the palm of her hand and slowly caressed it. Lana arched her back in pleasure when Sylvia massaged and squeezed her bosom. Sylvia didn’t stop there. She rolled Lana’s nipple between her thumb and index finger. I can imagine electric bolts running through my wife’s system through Sylvia’s expert ministrations. She knew when to pinch, pull and rub that I can hear Lana’s cries of ecstasy. I never knew Lana’s nipples can do that to her.
When she had enough toying with my wife’s tit, she bend down and gave Rocco some mouth to mouth. It might have been, at least, a minute that Sylvia and Rocco have tongue lashing and exchanged saliva before he retracted the hand from my wife’s mouth and had it fondle Sylvia’s breast. Sylvia’s ass is up in the air and her sweet pussy exposed in front of me. I noticed that she is starting to get wet, again. It didn’t take long before she starts rubbing herself. On occasion, she will slip a finger or two into her moist dark cavern. This went on for a while longer before Sylvia disengaged from the two of them and moved onto the bed.
The temptress crawled on top of Rocco and stood up in front of my bouncing wife. She offered her glistening pussy to her. I think, for a moment, Lana resisted and tried to turned her head away from the same vessel that sucked and absorbed my semen earlier. But Sylvia is too fast for her. She quickly grabbed her by the hair and guides her into the juicy twat. The struggle didn’t take long before my wife voluntarily and eagerly lapped and probed the woman’s cunt.
Lana might have been doing a great job, because it didn’t take long before Sylvia’s moans can be heard. She is also undulating her hips, trying to match the rhythm of my wife’s skillful strokes. Her hips would push forward demanding the appendage to go deeper. On occasion, she would hold on to the back of Lana’s head and mash her pussy into her face. But as time progress, she decided to let Lana control her movements and just enjoy the pleasure. She would intermittently run her fingers through Lana’s hair to show her appreciation for her pet.
I tried to figure out our situation. Why is this happening? Who are Rocco and Sylvia? What is their connection to my wife? Is this a dream? We have lived such an ordinary life. We have a healthy sex life but we never done anything beyond the ordinary. We have never even tried sex beyond the bedroom. I tested my restraints again to see if it is loose enough that my hands can slip through. It’s not. I checked the bounds on my feet, but no luck there, either.
My attention returned to the threesome on the bed. They changed position. Sylvia is sitting on the head of the bed resting on pillows bunched up against the back frame. Her legs are spread apart giving wide access to Lana as she worship her pussy. Lana is bent over facing Sylvia cunt. Her arms are slipped under her goddess’ thighs and her hands are on Sylvia’s hips. Her own pussy is up in the air being rammed by Rocco’s cock. Rocco is kneeling behind Lana fucking her cunt like no tomorrow. Both of his hands are gripping Lana’s slim waist. I can hear their panting and moaning. I can hear the slapping sounds as their flesh made contact. It is like a scene from a Porno movie.
“You are a sweetheart, Lana.” Sylvia exclaimed. “I have never been with anyone that eats pussy as good as you. Hmmm… That’s it. Go deeper. Oh… my precious. You are going to make me come. Yes…” Sylvia is now on frenzy. She grabbed Lana head and started moving her hips. “Oh shit… Yes… Hmmm… Hmmmm…” She is like a woman possessed. She flipped her head back and turned it from one side to another. Her veins of her creamy neck are popping out as she strained to achieve her release. “God damn it. Oh yes… Do it… Make me cum. Make me cum.” Even through Lana is alternating between sucking her clit and plunging the tongue deep inside her vagina. She can’t help it. She removed one of her hands that is entangled in my wife’s blond locks and started rubbing her own clit vigorously. Her sweet torture didn’t last any longer. “This is it… Oh god… Aaaieee…” She gripped the sheets and screamed at the top of her lungs as wave after wave of electricity ran through her body. Her body twitched as her hips pumped the imaginary cock. Lana rode through Sylvia’s furious spasms. Her mouth firmly latched on the orifice as she suckled and savor all the juices that the blond goddess has to offer.
It took Sylvia a minute or two before coming back to reality. She found my wife still servicing her. She gave Lana an adoring look and raised her up so that Lana is standing on the palm of her hands. She moved closed to Lana and gave her a kiss. Tongues intertwined and I am sure that Sylvia has a taste of her own juices. Sylvia disengaged, lick her own lips, smiled and locked on my wife’s lips a second time. This time, it is more intense. I can actually see their tongues inside each other as they flipped their head from one side to another. I even heard (or maybe just my imagination) the slurping sounds as they cleaned up each other’s saliva.
Sylvia disentangled herself from Lana and proceeded to get out of the bed. The very moment that Sylvia released my wife’s lips, Lana screamed as an orgasm racked her body. Rocco never let up, he kept pounding while Lana stretched and twisted her body as the intense pleasure passed through her. I can see her knuckles turn white as she grabbed the sheets with all the energy she can muster.
Part 7: I get some attention
After watching my wife settle down from the throes of ecstasy, Sylvia turned around and approached me. Her body is glistening with sweat, despite the relatively cold temperature of the room. Her hair is pushed back, her mascara is running and her lipstick is a little smudged. Somehow, she looked sexier than ever. I watched her hips swayed gracefully, her pussy lips rubbed against each other as she strutted her way to where I am sitting.
She ran her fingers through my hair, brushing against my earlobe, and titled my head upwards to meet her gaze. “Hello, again, my darling. Did you enjoy the show? Did you get hard watching that slutty wife of yours beg to have every inch of Rocco’s cock slip inside her sore vagina.”
Even though I am enthralled by her beautiful face and captured by her hypnotic blue eyes. I managed to say, “Please stop and let Lana go… Let us… go.” She smiled like I have just said something silly. She bit the right side of her lower lip, let go of my head gently and caressed my cheeks with the back of her hand. Her hand is so smooth and her touch so gentle that I have closed my eyes to savor the sensations. Before I floated into the clouds, I saw her cocked her head to one side to observe my reaction. Every strand of hair in my body stood up in reaction to the electricity generated by her touch.
She climbed on top of me and sat on my lap holding on my shoulders to balance herself. Her hands moved up towards my face and press her lips onto mine. I intended to turn away. But who am I kidding. No way could I have resisted her. As I felt the tip of her tongue touched my lips trying to force its way into my mouth, Surrender is the only option. I let her probe my mouth and sure enough I am returning her kisses. Our mouths are still locked when she returned her hand back to my shoulders, down to my chest, tweaked my nipples, along my abs and, finally, around my piece.
She disengaged and look down at the purple head on my stiff pole. Her index finger caressed and traced around the crown. This made the whole thing twitch and made me gasp. “It seems like little Fred here would like to play some more.” She, then, using her fingernail, gently and slowly drew and scraped the sensitive skin from its tip, through its underside and until she reached the base. She took my balls on her soft hands. She lovingly massages and teased it.
“There’s still a lot of spunk left in these boys. Shall we see how much more we can siphon out of it?” With that, she enclosed the head of my cock with her other hand. She squeezed it and stroked down leaving her thumb just below the pee-hole. Her thumb reached up and spread the pre-cum that is now freely leaking out. Each circular stroke around its tip coupled with the sensation of ball rolling on her fingers (not to mention her constant “ooohhh…” and “aahhh…”s) is encouraging and coaxing more fluids to bubble out of its confines.
I think I am going to burst it this keeps up any longer. She leaned forward so that her face in less than an inch from mine. I smell her warm sweet breath in my nostrils. She licked her lips begging me to do the same. I looked into her half closed eyes inflaming my lust. I am weak. I bend forward hoping to catch her lips, but she backed away a little bit so that I will miss it. But yet I persisted, and she moved yet a little farther. Getting frustrated I returned to my old position leaning on the back rest.
