San Diego

Two Weeks Later

Mike

"Hey babe, I'm gonna lie down for a while," Ally said, poking her head out from our bedroom.

"Okay. Are you feeling alright?"

She blushed, a hint of a smirk playing at the corner of her lips as she answered. "Yeah, I feel okay. I just wanted to let you know that I'm going to have a little alone time."

My heart skipped a beat when I realized what she meant. She was going to pleasure herself, possibly with Ben's help, and she was basically telling me to wait in the other room.

It was all I could do to hold back a groan as I sputtered out a response.

"Sure, have fun, baby."

"I will," she said, blushing and smirking, before disappearing back into the room and closing the door.

Fuck. For several moments, I just stood there, stunned still. Other than my cock, which throbbed and twitched in my pants.

As strange as it might sound, the overwhelming feeling I had, besides the obvious horniness, was pride. I felt so proud of my amazing, sexy minx of a wife, for gaining confidence with our sharing arrangement, and for taking what she wanted, when she wanted it. It made me feel good to know that she trusted me and our relationship enough to go for it and tease me with it, even.

Cautiously stepping closer to the door, I turned my head to press my ear up against it. I couldn't make out everything that was said, just the authoritative tone of Ben's voice and Ally's breathy responses.

Wanting to hear more, I dashed around the apartment, turning off everything that was making noise: the fan, the TV, the dishwasher. Then I returned to the bedroom door and listened again, making out some of their dirty talk and then the sound of one of Ally's toys buzzing to life.

"Show me how wet you are," Ben commanded through the phone.

"Okay," Ally complied easily, and I imagined her moving the phone down toward her pussy to show him her glistening lips.

"Fuck, I can't wait to feel that again. Rub your toy up and down along your slit. I want to hear the wet sounds it makes."

Ally sighed and moaned as she presumably followed instructions, pleasing herself and giving Ben what he wanted.

"Good girl, just like that. Coat my cock in your wetness. Get me ready to stretch that tight, wet pussy."

"Yess!" Ally moaned. "I need to feel you."

Again, I had to stifle a groan as I listened to my wife begging for another guy's cock. I squeezed my erection, feeling like a teenager about to cum in my pants. I didn't want it to happen like that, though. I wanted to save it for Ally. For after, to claim her back from my friend and coworker once again.

So, still throbbing, I busied myself doing other things around the apartment. I left the TV and fan off, ensuring I could still hear the sounds of Ally and Ben's pleasure from time to time as I imagined what they might be doing, what Ben might be seeing. I felt the same thrilling, intense mix of jealousy and arousal that was already getting quite addicting.

Ally

After ending the FaceTime call with Ben, I pulled on my robe and headed out into the apartment to get some water and check on Mike.

I found him in the kitchen putting away dishes. Though as soon as I entered the room, I had his full attention.

Feeling his eyes on me, I bit my lip and toyed with him a little more, taking my time to fill my water bottle at the fridge and struggling to hide a smile as my cheeks burned.

When I finally turned to face him and met his eyes, the intense look on his face captivated me, and I couldn't look away.

"Look at you," he said, a wild look in his eyes. "Messy hair, flushed face. Did my little slut cum hard?"

I shivered as another wave of arousal coursed through me, pebbling my nipples and causing fresh wetness between my legs.

"Maybe," I teased as I contemplated what, or how much, to tell him.

Mike smirked back at me, then suddenly crossed the kitchen to me and pinned me up against the counter with one hand around my throat.

I gasped and moaned, squirming between him and the cabinets.

With his other hand, Mike grabbed my right wrist and lifted it up to sniff my fingers. "Did you use these?"

Fuck. I nodded my answer, clenching, squirming, and moaning in his arms as I braced myself for what I knew was coming next.

I watched as he pressed my fingers into his mouth, wrapping his lips around them, sucking and swirling his tongue around them and moaning.

"Ohh fuck, Mike," I whimpered, my pussy throbbing.

Then he pulled back suddenly, and I heard the slap before I felt it sting across my cheek.

I gasped before a deep growl rose from deep in my belly. My nails scratched his skin through his t-shirt as I clawed at him, then gripped it in my fists to tug him closer, even as he pinned me against the counter with his hips.

"Pleeeease," I begged, grinding on him, practically climbing him like a tree as he squeezed tighter around my neck.

"Such a slut. Begging for my cock after you just came with another guy," Mike taunted, though there was only heat in his eyes.

Shameless, I was about to try begging again when Mike suddenly spun me around against the counter. He flipped my robe up over my ass, tugged my panties down, and pushed down on my back to bend me over the counter, all within the space of one ragged breath. Then he knelt down behind me, spreading my ass with his hands as he dove into my pussy, tongue-first.

"Ohhh fuck!" I groaned loudly, ears ringing and distorting my perception of volume.

"You taste so sweet, Ally," he mumbled into me without pulling back.

I couldn't help imagining Mike going down on me like that after I was with Ben, and the thought that he might do it, tasting another man's cum in my pussy, made me absolutely fucking feral.

I pressed back with my hips, grinding on his face as I moaned and cursed.

Sensing I was close already, Mike matched my energy, adding two fingers, thrusting, curling, and rubbing inside me as he lapped at my clit and squeezed and slapped my ass.

Then, when he pulled back and gave my clit a sudden, hard slap, I came apart, screaming through my orgasm as Mike resumed pressure with his tongue, his fingers fucking me hard and fast.

When my orgasm finally dissipated, Mike growled and pulled back, standing up behind me and lifting one of my legs until my knee rested on the counter. He pushed into me hard and fast with one thrust and didn't let up, gripping my hips and pounding away.

"I don't care how sore you are from fucking Ben, you're going to take my cock and feel my cum seeping out of you all day, dripping down your thighs."

"Ohh, fuuck! Yessss, don't stop! Make me take it all!" I moaned, clenching around his cock already.

"Unnh fuck," Mike grunted, fingers digging into my hips as he slowed down, thrusting hard and deep. "Whose pussy is this, Ally?"

I hesitated just a moment, wondering what Mike's motive was for asking that question again, in the present circumstances. But I didn't want to take us out of the moment, so I answered how I thought he'd want me to.

"It's yours!"

"Is it just mine for now, while I'm fucking you? Or is it always mine?"

Uh oh. Alarm bells started going off in my mind. Still, I tried to keep us in the moment. "No, it's always yours!"

"Is that what you tell him, too?"

Fuck. I moaned and cursed, but didn't answer, no longer sure what I should say as I felt things going south, getting awkward.

Mike must've felt it too, because he was the one to pull us back out of it, as he kept fucking me.

"I love claiming your slutty pussy back from him. I've been throbbing since you told me to wait. Hearing you, wondering what you were doing."

"Yeah, it turned me on knowing you were listening," I said, eager to recover the playful tone in our dirty talk.

"Yeah?"

"Yesss! I want you to watch. I want to look at you as he's sliding his cock into me. I want to see you watching as he fucks me and makes me cum on his cock. I want to see how much it turns you on."

"Fuck!" Mike groaned, slowing again. "So fucking much."

That thought caused me to clench around him again, squeezing his cock. "Don't stop! I'm gonna cum as I imagine it! Fuck, you feel so good!"

He growled and grunted as he continued thrusting, giving it everything he had and barely hanging on.

"Oh fuck Ally, I'm cumming!" he groaned, the first hot spurt of cum shooting into me before he could even get the words out.

I moaned and reached down to rub my clit fast and hard, cumming with him as he emptied himself inside me.

"God," Mike groaned as I milked the rest of the cum from his dick.

He kept thrusting a few more times through my orgasm, pushing his cum deeper inside me. Then he pulled back slowly, spreading my ass and watching as it dripped out, using his thumb to push as much as he could back inside.

"I want you to feel my cum inside you for the rest of the day. Maybe that'll help you remember whose pussy this is," Mike said, pulling my panties back up and my robe back down.

My face flushed as I thought about how Ben had picked out the underwear I wore, which Mike didn't know about. That made the whole thing feel much naughtier, and, I had to admit, more exciting. I debated telling him the truth, but opted against it.

I still wasn't sure what to think or say about the whole, "Whose pussy?" thing, but I let it go for the time being as I mulled it over.

***

Later that night, after dinner, Mike and I sat on the couch watching TV. He had his arm around my shoulders as I leaned into him, tilting my head up for a kiss now and then until it built up to making out, our hands wandering.

"I can't stop thinking about how hot that was earlier," Mike said, trailing his lips down my jawline to my neck.

"Yeah, it was fun seeing how turned on you got," I answered, smirking and moaning as I felt his teeth scrape against my skin.

"I really did. I can't wait to try the real thing when Ben visits next week."

"Yeah, I'm excited, too," I admitted, smiling and squeezing around him. "What do you think you'll want to do when he's here?"

"I want to do everything we've talked about doing."

"Yeah?" I asked, pulling back just slightly.

"Definitely," Mike answered with a reassuring smile. "I want to watch you with him, and share you with him, if you want to try having both of us at once. And if you want to do anything with him on your own, that's okay, too."

"Are you sure?" I asked, pulling back a little further.

"Yeah, if you want to."

I nodded, mulling over how I should bring up the concern that came up for me earlier.

"What is it?" Mike asked, before I could settle on the right words.

"It felt a little weird earlier, with the whole, 'Whose pussy is this?' thing."

"Weird how?" he asked, trailing his fingers over my upper arm.

"The way you asked, I guess. You were so intense, and it just made me wonder if it was just a heat-of-the-moment thing, like dirty talk, or if it was more than that. It felt kind of like a loaded question to me."

Rather than responding right away, Mike took a moment to contemplate, and I allowed myself to let out the breath I didn't realize I'd been holding. It felt good to put my thoughts out there like that.

"Well, I mean, I do have jealous feelings. I can't deny that. I guess it's possible some of my insecurity got mixed into what I intended as dirty talk," he admitted after a minute. "But I haven't been lying to you about how I feel about all of it. The excitement is stronger than the jealousy. I like the dynamic we have going with Ben. And I really did get insanely turned on earlier, with the way you just asserted yourself and told me what you were going to do, making me wait. I absolutely loved that! I hope I'm making it obvious how much I want to do this, not just for you, but for myself, too."

By the time he finished speaking, his hand had slid up my thigh to my ass, squeezing and groping as if to drive his point home.

"You are," I agreed, blushing. But I needed to push just a little more to make sure I aired out all of my insecurities. "You're sure you're okay with it, even without knowing everything? Or do you want me to tell you more of it? Or all of it?"

Mike took another minute to think, and I could see that he was taking the conversation seriously and giving me honest, thought-out responses.

"No," he finally said, shaking his head. "I don't feel like I need to know all of it. I do like that it's your own experience. I want that for you."

It felt almost too good to be true, what Mike was telling me. But the way he said it so plainly left little room for doubt that he meant it.

Then another thought crossed my mind.

"Do you want that for yourself, too? With someone else?"

Mike smirked. "I'm not saying that wouldn't be fun, but I'm okay with it just being this for now. If it would make you uncomfortable for me to be with someone else, it obviously wouldn't be worth it for me. I know the reason this works is that it's exciting for both of us."

I nodded, agreeing with him. I honestly wasn't sure how I'd feel about him being with another woman, but I didn't feel immediately opposed to it. I let it go for the time being, though.

"I know that's the most important part of it, and that the whole 'claiming me back' thing is part of the turn on for you. But-"

"And you enjoy that too," Mike said, the statement coming out with a slightly questioning intonation.

"And I enjoy it too," I agreed, smiling. "But I'm also hearing you say that you want me to have the freedom to enjoy myself with others. So that makes it feel kind of confusing to answer the, 'Whose pussy is this?' question, unless we agree that it's part of the dynamic and just dirty talk. Because my actual answer is that you don't own my pussy and neither does Ben. It's mine to give to whoever I want. I'm with you and married to you and giving you my pussy daily because it's what I choose, not because you own it or me."

"I agree," Mike said, a huge grin on his face. "I love knowing that you're choosing me, and if that ever changes, I want to know about it. It would hurt like hell if your feelings changed, and you decided that there's someone else you want to be with more. But I would never want to think that you were only staying with me out of obligation or anything like that. I just want you to be the happiest, fullest version of yourself and to have everything you want from life, with me and with anyone else you want around."

After hearing all that, my smile took over, and I finally allowed myself to believe that he really meant everything he'd been telling me. It made me feel like the luckiest person alive.

"Thank you," I said, snuggling closer and laying a leg over his lap as I pulled him into another kiss. "Thank you for trusting me and encouraging me. You're an amazing partner. I love you so much."

"I love you too, baby," Mike said, sliding a hand between my legs and pressing in to rub me through my shorts as he kissed me again.

I gasped and moaned into him as he touched me, reaching out to feel his hard cock through his sweatpants, squeezing my hand around him and causing a groan.

"Being with you still feels so exciting after all this time, baby. And if anything, changing things up is just making that more true. Do you feel it, too?" Mike asked, tugging on the tie at the waist of my shorts and then slipping his hand inside them and into my panties.

"Yess!" I moaned, grinding on his hand.

"I didn't think it was possible to love you more than I already did, but I do. Every fucking day, I do."

Just as he finished speaking, Mike slid two fingers into me. The wetness coating my opening allowed him to push deep right away.

"Oh fuc-!" I gasped until Mike cut off my moan with another kiss, rubbing and thrusting.

Then he slid down to his knees in front of me, tugging my shorts down and settling in with his head between my legs. He added his mouth to the mix, and didn't bother with teasing since I was already combing my fingers into his hair, ready to grind on his face. He swirled his tongue around my throbbing clit, alternating a flicking pattern with sucking as he continued stroking my g-spot with two fingers.

I moaned, looking into his eyes and playing with his hair, my thighs already quivering. I tried resisting the urge to take control right away, wanting to feel more pleasure from his mouth on my pussy and the warm tingles I was getting from our eye contact.

"That feels so fucking good," I moaned.

Mike's responding growl caused a delicious vibration against my clit that nearly sent me over.

"Oh god!" I yelped, arching my hips suddenly.

The need to cum became too strong, and I pressed Mike's head down, holding him in place just where I needed him as I rocked my hips, rubbing my clit onto his lips and tongue to create the friction I needed. I came in almost no time, suddenly spasming and yelling out, back arching.

Mike groaned and dove in to take over, pinning my hips down with a bruising grip as he kept licking and sucking.

"Fuck," I muttered, once I could form words again.

Mike smiled up from between my legs, his face slick with my juices.

"You taste so good, baby," he said, still rubbing and squeezing my thighs, hips, and the side of my ass as I shivered and continued writhing.

"Let me see," I said, smiling down at him and cupping his cheek to pull him up to kiss me.

I moaned as I sucked on his lip and tasted myself, guiding him to sit down beside me on the couch, getting lost in the kiss as our hands roamed and groped feverishly, tugging each other closer until I was all but in his lap, rubbing his hard cock through his sweatpants.

I resisted the urge to straddle him just yet, though. Instead, I slid down to my knees, tugging his sweatpants and boxer briefs all the way down and off, watching as his hard cock sprung free. I spread his legs wide as I knelt between them, wrapping my hand around his erection and giving it a gentle squeeze as I began slowly stroking.

With a hungry growl, I dropped to swirl my tongue around his head, cleaning up the clear pre-cum that was already beading at his tip. Then I rubbed my lips over the smooth part of his head and my tongue over his slit, hoping for more of a taste.

"Oh, shit!" Mike yelped, leaning up suddenly, his hands on my head. "Easy, babe."

I moaned and reluctantly pulled back.

"Sorry," I said, the sinister smirk on my face letting him know I wasn't that sorry.

Still, I took it a little more slowly as I continued, licking and rubbing my lips along his shaft as I stroked him, making my way down to his balls. I started with a few teasing licks before pressing my tongue flat against them and licking, then gently sucking them into my mouth, massaging them with my lips and tongue and moaning, burying my face against him.

"Ohhhh fuck," Mike growled, his cock twitching in my hand.

I opened my eyes and smiled up at him, knowing he'd only be able to see the twinkle in my eyes.

"God, that's so good," he said, almost laughing.

He brought his hands to my head again, gently caressing and combing my hair back as he watched me.

I moaned and slipped his balls out of my mouth, only to slide lower, licking and rubbing underneath them as they rested on my face.

"Jesus fucking Christ!" Mike growled. "This is the best fucking feeling. God, you feel sooooo good, Ally. I can't wait to watch you doing this to Ben, knowing how fucking good it feels. Your powers definitely need to be shared."

That made me laugh, chuckling into him as I kept worshipping his balls and taint.

"I'm serious," Mike said, smiling down at me and chuckling a little, too. "You have too much talent to be wasted on one cock."

"It's hardly wasted," I protested, pulling back as I continued stroking slowly. "You appreciate the attention, don't you?"

"Fuck yes, I do. But it's time to share the love."