Leah Adventures Further

This story involves explicit themes of wife sharing, exhibitionism, and voyeur. I hope the interested readers enjoy.

For a brief recap, Mark and Leah, a happy couple discover new fantasies. Leah is excited about being with someone other than Mark and Mark in turn likes the idea. They plan and scheme to invite their close friend John who has already seen Leah's naked pictures into their bed. After a few sensual encounters, they set up a simple game as an excuse to build up the tension until Mark watches Leah fuck John on their couch. She is pleasantly surprised by the girth of John's cock and thoroughly enjoys fucking him. We start with the very same day Leah gets her wish. John has just left them.

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For the rest of the day, Mark and Leah laze around, relaxing. They are seated close to each other on the couch, watching a TV show. Leah is in her silk robe with just panties underneath and Mark is in his boxers. Mark receives a brief message from John - "Thanks, man! Don't worry, I won't steal your wife. She is amazing though!". Leah reads the message along with him and looks anxiously at Mark.

Leah was still anxious about all the worshiping she did to John's cock in front of Mark and watched him take it in stride. To resolve her inner struggle, she asks inquisitively, "Are you okay about today?"

Mark, for his part, is genuinely at ease with the way things have played out. He replies with a puzzled look, "Ya, why? What's wrong?"

"Nothing you want to talk about today?" She presses.

"Look! I trust you" He kisses her forehead and continues, "Today was wonderful for all of us. I loved watching you. You loved being watched and more. John, well it doesn't matter what John wanted." He pauses to read her face. Her eyes are growing teary. Mark pulls Leah onto his lap, facing sideways. He puts one hand on her lap, wraps the other around her waist, and continues his monologue, "Honey, relax! I'm not worried about our marriage. We had our fair share of exploring. You married me because you want to be with me. The same applies to me. I want to be with you. There is no point in getting worried. I don't want to feel like I'm in college again." His tone is serious and resolute.

"Really? No repressed feelings? I don't have to worry about you coming home one day saying you cheated on me by banging your new secretary?" She says with a heavy lump in her throat.

"I do want to bang my new secretary. I think she's hot. But don't worry, I'll invite her over for us to fuck together before I do anything alone with her - If you're into that." He pauses to see her reaction. A smile spreads across her face, relieving her sadness.

"But no, there are no repressed feelings here!" He says, reassuringly. This has been their relationship from the get-go. Blunt and frank.

Mark watches a slutty grin grow on Leah's face, "So, now it's okay if I go fuck John alone. Right?" she asks. Following Mark's earlier logic. They exchange a knowing smile.

"You horny little minx!" He says, before moving his hand into her robe and embracing Leah in a slow, sensual, and passionate kiss. They go on for a while. Mark slides his hand up her thigh and fingers her pussy till it is wet again.

She breaks the kiss. "Wait!" She says to Mark. Then, she picks up her phone from the coffee table in front of them to click a carefully framed picture that shows a glimpse of her seductive smile and a hard nipple pulled out of the robe.

Mark smiles as Leah sends a cheeky message to John. "The nipple misses you already! See you soon!" She is answering John's question earlier in the day.

They get back to cuddling and kissing, gradually undressing each other. She straddles him and instructs Mark, "Be gentle! I'm still sore!". Then she slowly lowers herself onto his cock till it is all the way in.

"Ah!" Mark groans. "Don't worry. It hurts to be hard and I probably have only a few drops left!"

Her pussy feels different. Very loose and warm, But the whole act feels deeply comforting. Leah rides him very slowly! Soft moans fill the quiet living room. "I'm going to cum!" Mark announces. Leah pulls him out, not wanting to deal with more cum oozing out of her.

They clean up, watch more TV, eat, cuddle, kiss, share lots of love, and call it a night.

For the next few days, Leah and Mark don't spend too much time together. He is overworked. He arrives home late, exhausted, and immediately falls asleep. Miffed, she decides to do a mid-week visit to John again.

"On my way with some cookies!" She texts John. Hoping he is available.

"Lovely!" John replies back. Quickly followed up with a topless photo, one hand in his pants.

"Doing a midweek visit to John!" Leah sends another message to Mark showing off her dress.

"Oof! He won't be able to resist you like that!" Mark replies

"Come home early today!" She sends another picture. This time exposing one boob.

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Entering John's shop, she walks past John's assistant who caught them in the act last week. "Hello!!" She calls out as she enters his office. As in the picture, he is topless except for the rugged jumper straps.

John whistles appreciating Leah's outfit. She is wearing a short, pistachio-colored, sundress with spaghetti straps. It shows off her cleavage and hugs her torso, accentuating her perky breasts and slender waist. They greet each other with a light cheek kiss.

Hearing someone walk outside, John decides to close the door for privacy. The atmosphere shifts, becoming more intimate and charged with unspoken sexual tension.

They stare at each other as he turns back into the room. John has his playful look on. He walks up to Leah, bends down, and grabs her ass.

"Not so fast!" She slaps his hand away, taking control. She walks up to John's almost empty desk and sits on it. Close to his chair.

"Come. Sit. Try the cookies." She says, in her usual jolly tone as she taps John's chair facing the door.

He obeys. Settling into his seat. "Very good!" he mumbles with food in his mouth. She smiles with a knowing twinkle in her eyes. Then, she walks around inspecting his office with her hands clasped behind her.

"So other than sports and furniture, what else do you do to spend time?" She walks up to the large bookshelf covering an entire wall.

"Oh! I see." She answers her question.

"You can borrow any of it if you want. It's mostly fiction." He says, still sitting on his chair.

Leah plucks a random book and flips casually through its pages. "Sure! I'll take this one." She says with a grin. It is not just for show - she does read a lot.

"No economics, politics, philosophy? I'm surprised." Leah comments tilting her head to scan across the rows of books.

"There are a few scattered in there" John replies with a shrug. "But I like stories."

Leah returns to the desk, settling back to her spot. This is her attempt - her honest effort - to unravel John and know what makes him tick.

Soon, her demeanor changes. She wants to get to the purpose of her visit.

"So, since when have you been imagining fucking me?" She asks, with a sharp change in her tone. She is teasing. The room is filled with sexual tension once again.

"Since I met you on Mark's 25th Birthday!" John admits, without any hesitation. "You haven't changed a bit in how you look." He compliments her. He puts the rest of his cookie back in the box, packs it, and slides it into his drawer, anticipating the inevitable mess that's about to happen on the desk.

"Thank you!" She replies. Her hand traces his torso and lands on his crotch. The evidence of his growing arousal can't be missed. She unbuttons his jeans, deliberately. The sound of his zipper fills the room as she pulls it down slowly. Her eyes move back up to meet John's. Her teeth catch her bottom lip. She has a sultry and inviting look.

John moves his hand slowly up to her waist.

"Ah-ah! Not yet!" She stops him again. "You'll have to wait for your turn!"

"You're going to regret teasing me!" He says. The competitive spirit is evident in his tone.

Leah drops to her knees, gathering her hair into a loose tie. With a quick lift, John flips the straps off his shoulders and slides his pants down to his ankle. His cock pops out, thick and heavy.

Leah very slowly slides both her hands up John's thighs. Their eyes are locked onto each other. She grabs his semi-flaccid cock with her right hand while cupping his balls with the other. She slowly starts stroking his cock.

After a few strokes, she takes it in her mouth, savoring every inch as it grows harder against her lips.

"Fuckkkk!" John grunts, appreciating her effort. With his hands locked behind his head, he lays back taking in all the sensations.

Leah is unapologetic in her attempt. Drooling saliva all over his cock, glistening it with a few drops landing on her chest and sundress. "Fuck! I love how big your cock feels in my mouth!" She compliments him and goes back to worshiping his cock.

They are interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Yeah! Come in!" John immediately answers without skipping a beat. Leah has a shocked look on her face.

"What are you doing?" she mouths. She can't help but giggle at the prospect of getting caught.

"Yes, Liam. What's up?" John asks his 28-year-old assistant. Liam is confused at first, trying to piece together the scene. His eyes dart between John and his desk until the confusion disappears. He has a knowing smile creeping across his face, conveying his understanding of the situation.

He reads John's puzzled look. In an uneven tone, he says, "Ummm.. sorry to interrupt. But, this can't wait. I need you to check something."

John then puts his hand over Leah's head pressing her firmly. The table shields the view. She is happy to take his cock back in her mouth.

"I'll be there in a minute!" Liam nods and backs out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Leah doesn't complain. She gets busy sucking on his cock again!

"Oh! Yess!" John moans as he feels his orgasm beginning to build. Leah's hands and lips are working his cock in tandem. Her hands replace her lips as she pulls out. But John is not ready to cum yet. He wants to give it all to Leah at once. He waits for her to pause for breath again before cupping her face and pulling her up.

He kisses her deeply, his hand finding her breast, kneading through her dress.

"I'm not done with you yet! Wait here, I won't be long!" He says in a low husky voice. Before Leah can say anything, he pulls up his pants and disappears with a devilish grin.

She grabs a glass of water and catches her breath. Her legs are dangling from the desk, where she sits with her back to the door. Her mind is anticipating what's to come.

John returns swiftly. He leaves the door slightly ajar. He leaps up to Leah, and stands in front of her, between her legs. His presence dominates the space. He hooks a finger into her spaghetti strap and playfully stretches it. He continues tracing his finger down the strap, against her sensitive skin and soft boobs.

Leah is looking up at him. Sporting a seductive smile. Like before, she slaps his hand away assertively and spreads her legs. In a commanding and challenging tone, she says to him, "Your turn!"

With a slow, deliberate motion, she lies down on the table. Her body is tense, anticipating action from John. Her dress rides up, and bundles around her waist.

John gets between her legs and quickly pulls off her panties. He wants to tease her till she begs. He starts by kissing the sensitive skin of her inner thighs.

"Mmmhh! Yess!" Leah moans, waiting for John's tongue on her pussy.

He places a few playful spanks on her ass and breathes on her pussy. He does everything but what she wants most! She murmurs, shifting her hips, waiting for contact.

John pops his head out and says, "Told you not to tease me earlier!"

"Fucking lick my wet pussy already!" Leah urges, in a horny, desperate tone.

John finally obliges. He gives her pussy a long, slow lick. He uses both his hands to spread her pussy lips and digs his tongue in between. Flicking vigorously.

"Ahhhnnn! Yesss! That's it!" She moans loudly, getting what she wanted. Her hands grip the edge of the table and her back arches.

Her eyes snap open and she glimpses someone at the door - Liam, the peeping tom. They briefly lock eyes.

"Fuck!" Liam grunts silently, caught off guard. He momentarily disappears.

Leah loves the thrill of being watched. She knows he will come back. She locks eyes again with Liam and licks her lips when he returns.

"Keep going! That's it!" She says, her need grows stronger. John is oblivious to the silent exchange and Leah has shifted her attention to Liam.

"I'm close!" She announces. While writhing, she grabs a handful of John's hair, with her gaze still locked on Liam. Her excitement builds and her breathing gets more erratic. Her body rocks in rhythm with John.

Liam disappears briefly, the door creaks, and they hear a knock.

"Not now!" She grumbles in frustration.

This breaks John's rhythm. He realizes the door is not closed completely - someone is waiting outside.

"Wait there! What now?" He shouts, genuinely frustrated about the interruption.

"This is the last time! I promise." Liam speaks softly behind the door. His tone is apologetic.

"Arrghhh! I was this close." Leah grunts. Making a pinching gesture with her hands as she gets off the table. She isn't too mad at Liam though. His presence has only added to the heat of the moment, increasing her arousal.

"Sorry! Be right back!" John disappears again.

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John takes a bit longer this time. Leah resumes walking around his office with a glass in hand. Her dress gracefully drops back into place. She sips water while glancing across objects. She's unable to focus, distracted by the heat between her legs. Her pussy is throbbing, craving attention.

Something on the shelf at the corner of the room catches her eye. She walks up to it. Her stride is slow as if her legs are weighed down, weak, and wobbly. "Ah! So cute!" she says out loud, puts her glass down, and picks up a miniature furniture set.

Heavy footsteps approach the room. John enters, filling the quiet room with his heavy breaths. His scent reignites the heat between Leah's legs. She feels her pussy throbbing harder again.

Their eyes meet. John walks up to Leah and gently places his hands on her waist. She looks up at him, eager to share her excitement about what she found. "This is so nice! Did you make it?" she asks.

"Nah, it was my old man," replies John. "Never picked up on that hobby." He has a hint of sadness in his eyes and tone.

Leah's thought goes back to the day his dad passed away. It was only a few weeks after her and Mark's wedding. She remembers Mark sitting by John, consoling him. Her eyes go soft. She wants to comfort him and make him regain his happy demeanor.

John gets ahead of her. He says, "Nah nah! You don't get to go soft on me now! We were in the middle of something." bringing back a smile on their faces. Leah feels a churn in her stomach, and her breath picks up.

John walks up to the desk. He stops in front of it, with his back to the door. She feels the room open up, sad about not being crowded by John's scent in that cozy corner. He taps on the desk. With a skip to her step, she walks over to John and sits on the spot he was tapping. Her dangling legs spread wide, and she pulls John between them.

John holds her chin with his thumb on her bottom lip. Leah opens her mouth just enough to let out a low growl. Staring intently at her, he presses down on her lips and drags her lip sideways. Leah moans, tilting her head to press on his hand. He moves his hand into her neck, the thumb resting next to her ear with the rest of his fingers digging into her hair. She leans into his hand and closes her eyes, swooning.

John flips Leah's hair off her other shoulder with his other hand. He then bends down to kiss the exposed neck. Soft pecs at first. Each kiss sends a bolt through Leah. The kisses increase in intensity till he starts sucking on it.

When she opens her eyes again, the sight of Liam behind the door surprises her. He is watching intently while rubbing his crotch. The door that seemed far suddenly feels much closer. She realizes that John left the door open deliberately. A seductive smile grows on her lips as she focuses back on Liam, excited to perform again.

John enters her view, capturing her attention. Her hand traces up his thighs to feel his cock. She slides a finger inside the seam of his pants and tugs it. John, realizing what she wants, gets rid of his pants and stands naked in front of her.

He places his hand on her bare thigh and slides it up on both sides. Her soft skin draws out a growl from John. Leah is pumping John's fully erect cock with her tiny hands. She takes a long breath in sync with John's hands moving up. It comes to a sharp stop when John grips her waist. He pulls her forward, getting her back on her feet. In one motion, he slowly removes his hands from under her dress and moves them up to pull off her straps from her shoulders. She bites the inside of her lower lip and wiggles just enough to let the dress drop to her feet.

She steps to the side to let Liam catch a glimpse of her naked - something she knew he was waiting for.

Her attention quickly moves back to John, who grips her waist tightly and twists her around.

"Ah!" She lets out a sharp moan. Her hands grab the desk's ledge, and she looks over her shoulder. Half her bottom lip has disappeared into her mouth. She playfully wiggles her ass at John, drawing his attention to it. She then spreads her legs, inviting John to do what he intended.

He spanks her hard, sending a shock wave over her. Leah's body instinctively springs forward as she lets out a louder and sharper moan. It echoes through the room. She looks down at her body as John's hands aggressively creep up from below. He grabs her boob roughly with one hand and slides the other between her legs pressing hard against her moist pussy.

She feels the air press down on her as John bends forward to whisper in her ears. "Fuckkk! Your tits are perfect, and you're so fucking wet! You want that cock?"

"Mmmhmm!" Leah nods in response, moaning with her lip still clutched by her teeth.

Leah feels her body tense up as the tip of John's cock presses against her pussy. She wants what is coming. Her ass perks up, and her back arches downward as she eases back into John's cock.

"Holly fuckkkk!!" Leah shouts out loud once she takes it all in. All the teasing and foreplay from earlier makes her body react surprisingly. She starts shivering and cumming immediately. The intensity only grows as John starts pulling his dick back slowly.

It's a new and surprising experience for Leah, making her hungry for more. She is eager for John to thrust his cock back inside, knowing this is going to be one long, drawn-out orgasm that she can't wait for.

"Fuck me with that big fat cock, please!" Leah is begging and moaning as she looks back at John.

"Yess, that's it!" she's stammering with her orgasm hitting her. "I've been craving that big cock"

"Ya? You wanted to fuck your husband's best friend? You're a horny slut aren't you" John picks up the pace, thrusting harder.

Leah looks forward and groans with her mouth open. She is gripping the table with all her might. John pauses very briefly and picks her up by her waist till it's at the perfect height for him to slam his cock in her. Her feet are off the ground. The sound of her ass slapping John's pelvis fills the room.

Leah arches her back and gets into a euphoric state. Her eyes roll up momentarily as the orgasm gets stronger. When they come back down, she has a wide grin.

"Fuck... your... friend's... horny... slutty... wife... John!" She says each word interspersed with moans that match John's thrusts. Then, she turns around and says, "Cum for me! I want it on my face and tits this time!" firmly.