WARNING - This is a wife sharing story with male bisexuality.
Thomas paid the tab and the trio playfully smiled at each other as they finished their drinks and made their way out the door. Lynne smacked them both on the ass as she strutted past them eagerly heading to the car. The locks on the doors barked out as Thomas hit the button on the key fob. Lynne bouncing on her heels opened the back door, while using her seductively soft and bratty voice, "Can Chuck ride back here with me, baby?" Thomas could never say no to her when she was like that, and she knew it. The three made their way into the car, Thomas immediately began adjusting the rear-view mirror so he could see the inevitable show that was about to be put on. He no sooner placed the vehicle in reverse when Lynne leaned over and unzipped Chucks pants. A loud car horn blared from behind as Thomas slammed his foot on the brake. Lynne looked at Thomas in the rear-view and laughed out loud while continuing to free Chuck from his jeans.
The drive to the house wasn't long at all. It was long enough however, for Lynne to get Chuck's large member fully at attention as she methodically worked her mouth and hands. Every few minutes checking the rear-view to see if Thomas was enjoying the show. The streetlights would shine in the car and illuminate her face for Thomas. Her hair lightly falling to the sides, creating a mysterious veil, shading the view of her deed slightly. Chuck's hand laid flat against the back of Lynne's head as if guiding her up and down. Lynne let the noises of suction and saliva echo throughout the car, exaggerating every sound so that Thomas was sure to hear them. Thomas could see Chuck raising his hips slightly while applying pressure to back of Lynne's head, trying to get his large cock into the back of her throat. Lynne gasped loudly when she was released and sat up smiling. "Baby, Chuck is choking me with his large cock," Lynne once again using her bratty voice as she grinned into the mirror. "What are you going to do about it?" she wiped her chin as she teased. Thomas only smiled at her, he knew his wife loved the attention. Lynne coyly leaned toward her husband kissing his neck while reaching between his legs. He was as hard as ever, that was all she needed to know. She kissed Thomas a few more times on the neck while rubbing him over his pants, before retreating to the back seat once again.
Thomas could hear Lynne gasping for air every few seconds and Chuck giving approving grunts as he jerked his hips and pushed her head down further onto himself. The brakes of the car gave a pathetic screech as they pulled into the drive. Thomas, expecting his passengers to acknowledge their arrival, unbuckled his seat belt and turned. Chuck spoke to Thomas directly, "This slut is going to make me cum." Lynne started moving faster, "that's what you want right slut? You want to make me cum?" Chuck looked Thomas in the eyes as he pushed Lynne's head down one final time. His words only turning her on more. Holding her tightly in place he started grunting and shaking in his seat. His orgasm was quick and powerful as he unleashed it as far down her throat as physically possible. Thomas could hear Lynne struggling to swallow the massive load. The loud and carnivorous gulping sound she was making seemed eager and ravenous. Failing to consume it all, Lynne sprung upright gasping and choking, spit and cum dripping from her mouth and chin as she tried to catch her breath. She leaned forward and kissed Thomas passionately; her lips salty and soaked.
Lynne let out a breathy moan, "let's go inside please," and everyone in the car slowly started collecting themselves. Once the group had gained their composure, they exited the vehicle and walked into the house. The front door swung shut behind and Thomas secured the lock. He turned to see Lynne walking to the Livingroom, "I am going to play some music, you guys..." she looked them both up and down, "make yourselves comfortable," a toying giggle followed her good-bye as she disappeared around the corner.
The two men stood in the door way for a few seconds. Thomas gave a cheeky smile at Chuck as he shrugged his shoulders and started off toward the living room. As they turned the corner, there was Lynne, swaying her hips at the start of the first song wearing only her panties. She kept her back to the men as they made their way to couch and sat, swaying her hips in rhythm with the slow beat. Thomas, feeling very excited after the drive here, started undoing his trousers and letting his thickness rest against his exposed upper thigh. As though she could sense his unrestricted eagerness, Lynne turned and walked seductively over to her husband and knelt between the men. Still swaying to the beat, she took Thomas with her left hand and tenderly started stroking and playing, while using her other hand to once again free Chuck from his jeans. Her hair covered her face as her neck rolled to the song. She caressed the men with each hand while slow dancing on her knees.
She felt both he men harden in her grasp as she enticingly guided their blood flow. The first song ended, she flipped her hair back out of her face, and gave them both a sexy smile. With one hand still rubbing Chuck, she delicately started licking the tip of her husband. Her tongue manipulating itself up, down and around his sensitive flesh and after two or three laps around the track, she would slowly let him slide into her mouth. Her pace picked up considerably as the next song got more intense. It wasn't long before she stopped touching chuck completely and lost herself in pleasing her husband. Chuck feeding off her new enthusiasm reached down and used his long fingers to spread Lynne open. He navigated his hand around every inch of her valley before dipping two of his fingers inside.
Thomas gathered strands of loose hair from the sides of Lynne's busy face with both hands and pinned them behind her head. Knowing that she was being watched closely and having a rush from Chucks intruding fingers, she worked her husband with everything she had. Chuck was matching Lynne's momentum with his fingers as she devoured her husband. She knew Thomas was on the edge when he tightened his grip on the handful of hair he had pinned together. His waste tightened as he let out a long exhale and pulled her head up and back making it impossible for her mouth to reach him. Dedicated to getting her reward Lynne slipped her hand up and down Thomas who was slick from saliva. Thomas, pulling her hair back so that her chin was protruding forward, and her head was tilted upward, leaned forward slightly as he unloaded his pleasure onto her beautiful face. Lynne exhaled a satisfied moan as the warm drops from her husband landed around and on her lips. Almost on the verge of climax herself she bucked her ass a few times as Chuck continued to fuck her with his hand. Licking her lips and still massaging her husband she gave one final push of herself further onto Chucks hand and shuttered.
Chuck, harder than ever and not giving Lynne a break, snatched her up off her knees and placed her on his lap. He put her facing forward so that they were looking in the same direction. Her legs straddling his, he almost effortlessly spread her open and vanished eight inches deep inside her. The look on her face, still reeling from orgasm, was void of logic and reason. She was whatever they wanted her to be, she was completely theirs for the taking. Chuck clasped his hands on her breasts from behind as he leaned back on the couch taking her with him. Clutching her soft chest, he surged himself back and forth in her dripping and exposed midsection. Lynne, seeing Thomas looking at her from the corner of her eye, tried to focus on her husbands face while being taken from beneath. The adrenaline and endorphins consuming every cell in her body made it hard to focus. She could tell he was smiling in appreciation, and as if on auto pilot, she grabbed his head and pulled him closer to her.