I bit back a moan of disappointment as the explosive climax that had been building fizzled out like a damp squib. Above me Tom thrust against me, his cock pumping my pussy as he moaned my name over and over again. I felt him jerk against me, his hot cum filling my pussy before he collapsed on me, body trembling from the intensity of his climax.
"Thank you, babe. Love you," he muttered against my head, pressing a kiss to my temple before he rolled over to the side. Within moments soft snores filled the room and I knew that he would sleep soundly until his alarm went off in the morning.
I glanced over to the bedside table and read the numbers on the illuminated digital display of the alarm clock. One a.m. Five hours until Tom had to get up and leave for the oil rig where he would be working for the next three months. I felt sad at the thought of him leaving, after all we had only been married for two weeks but his departure was not the only cause of my depression.
Sighing, I grabbed my phone and headphones and left the bedroom and headed to the bathroom. I turned on the light and closed the door, sliding the lock into place before sitting on the toilet lid. The noise from the extractor fan would cover any noise from the phone. Not that I really needed to worry about Tom waking and hearing me. Once he was asleep he slept like the dead and required the largest alarm clock in the world to wake him in the mornings.
I plugged the earphones in and opened up my videos, scrolling down to the one that would have been worn away if it had been on tape. My thirty hours with Mike and Bailey. Already my pussy was tingling in anticipation of watching the recordings. I scrolled down the list and selected one where Mike was fucking my ass whilst Bailey fucked my pussy with a strap on. I'd never been fucked in the ass before but the feeling of those two cocks inside me had sent me screaming over the edge.
I slid my fingers down my body and started to stroke and tease my clit. My pussy was wet from Tom's cum and my pussy juices making my fingers slide over that tight little knot of nerve endings. I studied my face on the screen, seeing the fear and pain from Mike's first thrust into my ass melt away as pleasure started to build and I started to thrust back onto him.
After our first night together, Mike had persuaded me to go to the mall to buy more cameras for around the bed. We had had so much fun testing them to see which were the best positions for them. I quickened my rubbing at the memory, allowing my fingers to enter my pussy, feeling the slick walls glide against my fingers.
My ears were filled with the sound of my moans as Bailey teased my lips with her long black strap on cock. I watched as I latched on to it, licking and sucking on it as though it was a real cock. My tits swung back and forth as Mike continued to thrust his cock into my ass. Occasionally, he would slap my buttock with his hand, the sound loud in my ears. I remembered the burn from the slap, the heat and the pleasure that had flooded my body making me crave more.
"Like that, bitch, do you?" His rough voice scraped over my sensitive nerves making me shiver with pleasure. Another slap echoed through the headphones as he treated my ass to another smack. "Like it rough, do you? Like being treated like the whore you are? A slut for the taking?"
My breathing quickened and I positioned the phone so that I could still watch the film but both my hands were free. With my free hand I reached up and started to tug and squeeze on my erect nipples. In the film I saw Mike pull me upright so that my back was against his firm chest, one hand gripped my hip whilst the other started to squeeze and pull on my tits.
I bit my lip, remembering that sweet pain from his fingers. I pinched my tits to try to recreate it whilst my fingers pumped my pussy. I forgot that I was seated on the toilet lit in my small bathroom and instead I was kneeling on the bed, my ass being filled with Mike's mighty cock whilst Bailey lined up the strap on with my dripping pussy.
"Slide that cock in her, Bailey. Own this slut's pussy, use it how you want," Mike urged Bailey. The sound of his voice drew me closer to the edge, my fingers going faster in my pussy, juices squelching around them. I reached down with my other hand to finger my clit, stroking and rubbing as the pleasure built within me.
"That's it, Bailey, pump it hard in there."
