Anniversary Present

"Come to the bedroom" was all that the text my husband, Jason, sent me on the way home had said. It was our anniversary, so I was expecting it to be some sort of candlelit and rose-covered scene he'd planned. I was excitedly thinking about what he could have put together as I took the elevator up to our apartment and unlocked the door. I stepped through the doorway to an empty and dark lounge. Come to the bedroom, his text played in my mind in his deep voice. I walked through the hallway that led to our closed bedroom door. I paused, taking a deep breath, and turned the handle.

Jason was standing with his back to the foot of the bed, wearing only a black tank top. There was no music playing. There were no candles and no roses scattered across the floor or bed. There was nothing to point to the fact that it was our anniversary at all, actually. There was only one thing there that was out of the ordinary; a naked girl kneeling in front of Jason with her mouth around his cock.

She was young, seemingly a good bit younger than my 30 and Jason's 34 years. Her long black hair contrasted with the pale skin that covered her thin, petite body. Though she was kneeling, she looked like she couldn't have been more than five foot tall, with a chest that was a B cup at most. She was extremely pretty, with a fresh, youthful face covered in light freckles. She had the look of the unattainable girl that you had a secret crush on throughout all of high school.

She held her lips softly around the head of his cock with her tongue swirling across the tip. Jason was staring down at her with his hand on the back of her head, gently grasping a chunk of her dark hair. He groaned as he looked up at me, the sound of the door opening alerting him to my presence. "Hey, Emmy," he said, his voice gravelly and nonchalant. "Happy anniversary, I got a surprise for you." He pulled the girl off his cock by the hair and turned her head to look up at me. She was prettier and younger than I'd thought. She smiled.

I stepped through the door, closing it behind me. I wasn't sure if I was imagining things or not. His surprise for our anniversary couldn't actually have been a naked girl in our bedroom. As he brought her mouth back to his cock, I accepted she really was there and that really was the surprise. He pushed her head down farther than it had been, farther than he does to mine, using the grip on her hair to move her head back and forth along his length, which I noticed was about as hard as I'd ever seen it. Jason was big, over seven inches, and the girl could only fit so much of him inside her small mouth. She moved her head back, releasing him from her mouth, and stuck out her tongue, licking a long path from the base of his cock to the tip. He moaned, the grip on her hair tightening.

"Fuck, Em, her mouth and tongue feel so fucking good, she's a natural. How come you're never able to suck my cock like this?" I felt a tingling in the pit of my stomach and an ache between my legs, shocking me. There's no way I was actually enjoying watching this, was there? Watching my husband I'd been with since I was 22 cheating on me with a girl, tinier and younger than me by far, in our bedroom on our anniversary? Just having that thought increased the ache between my legs. Still having not said anything, I slowly walked closer to them, getting an even better look at the girl working my husband's cock. Jason pulled her away again, a string of spit still connecting her tongue to the tip of his cock.

"This is Leigh," he said, with a grin. "She's a dual enrollment student in my class." Jason was an English professor at our local college. Dual enrollment? As in she was taking college classes while still in high school? That would make her no older than 18. For some reason, that worsened my ache. The thought and sight of him fucking the mouth of a high school girl nearly half his age made me lightheaded.

"She's been trying to get close to me all semester, and she couldn't say yes fast enough when I offered her a role in my surprise for you." He held out his hand to help her stand. I was right about her height; he towered over her, his six foot frame at least a foot taller than hers.

Her smile towards me widened. "It's really nice to meet you, Mrs. Phillips. Your husband is one of my favorite parts of college." She giggled, looking up at Jason, who was smiling back down at her. "He's really thorough and hands-on with my private tutoring."

Jason rolled his eyes at that and moved his gaze to me. "Don't listen to her, I barely touch her during tutoring. This is the first time I've seen her completely naked, she usually just takes her top off for me." My eyes automatically flitted down to her tits; small and perky, with puffy, pale pink nipples that I couldn't help but imagine with my husband's lips and tongue on them.

My gaze continued down her body, down her pale torso until it reached just below her stomach, centered between her slightly prominent hip bones. She was completely bald down there, not a single hair visible on her. She stood with her legs slightly apart and I could see how small her outer lips were and how nonexistent her inner ones were. Even in the softly lit room, the glistening wetness of her cunt was obvious. It even reached the inner parts of her thighs. The ache between my own legs was getting unbearable and I couldn't help but shift slightly where I stood.

I wasn't sneaky with my staring and Jason noticed. "You like what you see, don't you, Em? And you liked what you saw when you walked in, too. Don't worry, hon, I can tell you did and I knew you would. I wouldn't have put this all together for you if I had any doubts." I opened and closed my mouth repeatedly, looking for a response that my brain couldn't find. Jason chucked. "Tell me if you like what you've seen, Emmy." I swallowed and slowly opened my dry mouth to speak.

"I do like it. I really like it." I spoke softly, just above a whisper, like I was afraid to even hear myself admit it. To admit the fact that I really did like, no, love seeing my husband push the mouth of a tiny teen girl halfway down his cock. In fact, I wished he had shoved her all the way down.

Jason beamed at me. "There's my pathetic girl, I knew you'd love it. I've got a whole night planned for you with the help of Leigh here, so why don't you just take a seat?" He gestured to the chair against the wall next to the door where I was standing. "I'll make sure I keep her at the perfect angle for you to see." I followed his instructions and sat down.

He turned his gaze back to Leigh and pointed down at the floor at his feet. Wordlessly, she resumed kneeling in front of him. He took her hair back in his hand. "Open," he said, guiding his hard cock back towards her mouth. She obeyed, opening wider this time. He held her head still as he slowly thrusted in and out of her mouth. He was going deeper than before, hitting the back of her throat, which I could tell from the quiet gagging sounds she was making. Picking up speed, he started to really fuck his cock into her throat. The gagging got louder and I saw drool start to drip down her chin.

"Good fucking girl, take that big cock down that tight fucking throat," he said, his words as vulgar as the sounds he was causing her to make. "Such a perfect mouth from such a perfect girl. And God, you really are perfect, aren't you? I can't believe how well you're taking my cock with how young you are. Just a cute little teen getting a grown man's cock shoved down her throat." Her eyes began to water and the drool started to leak down onto her tits.

He pushed his cock as far down her throat as he could, less than two inches failing to fit, and held her head there. Leigh gagged and choked and shook, and he let up for just a second before shoving it right back where it was. He repeated this, picking up speed, until he was fucking her throat harder and deeper than he'd ever fucked mine. Her face was covered in her tears and spit and she sounded like she couldn't breathe. After minutes of this, Jason finally pulled her back by the hair and let her drop to the floor. She collapsed onto her hands and knees, coughing and drooling and gasping for air. Her face was pink and her hair was a mess. For a second, I was worried he'd gone too far, until I saw her cute smile creep back onto her face.

"You're so good, Leigh, so fucking good, so much better than her. If I'd had my cock down your throat any longer, I'd be shooting cum straight into your stomach right now."

Jason ruffled her wild hair as she pouted playfully. "Well, why couldn't you have done that? Maybe I wanted your cum down my throat."

She scrunched up her nose as he laughed. "I know for sure that you wanted that, hon, but I'm not nearly through with you and I'll have to limit how much I cum if you want to get through everything I'm going to do to you." Leigh smiled and Jason picked her up underneath the arms and laid her on her back at the foot of the bed, her elbows propping her up and her legs spread wide, her ass at the very edge. He knelt in front of the bed, right between her legs, staring hungrily between them.

"Emmy, come here for a second, would you? You'll wanna see this." I stood up from the chair, my legs already slightly trembling beneath me, and walked to where Jason was and sat on the floor next to him. "Look at just how perfect her little cunt is, I've never seen anything like it." With her legs spread, you could see everything. Her small lips covered nothing, leaving her soaking pink cunt on total display. Her clit was small and perfectly round, like a little pink pearl, and her hole was so visibly tight that I couldn't even see it at first. I couldn't help but imagine my husband's finger going in and out, his wedding ring grazing the inside of her cunt.

I made a soft whining noise in the back of my throat. Jason chuckled at my reaction, "God, you're needy, aren't you? What exactly do you want, Em? What is it that you need so desperately?"

I looked at him with a pained expression on my face. "I need you to touch her, please, I need you to play with her." And I did need it, desperately. I needed to see him with his fingers inside her, his tongue inside her, his lips wrapped around her perfect little clit, I needed to see him make her gasp and whine and moan and scream from the pleasure.

"I can definitely do that for you, hon," Jason said. "You didn't even need to ask, I don't think it would be possible for me not to play with a cunt this perfect. I can already tell how tight she's going to be around me. It'll be a nice change of pace." He motioned his head towards the chair. "Now get back in your place." I obeyed his order.

He took his index and middle fingers and ever-so-softly traced them over Leigh's pink clit. She immediately responded, jerking her hips back with a gasp as if she'd been shocked. Jason gave her a couple seconds to adjust before beginning to slowly run his fingers from the top of her clit to the bottom of her hole and back, going up and down, covering them in her wetness. Her breathing increased in speed and volume, soft whimpers escaping from her lips.

Jason stopped his fingers at the entrance to her cunt and began to push in. Even with just two fingers and despite Leigh's soaking wetness, he met resistance in the form of her walls clamping down around him like a vise. "Goddamn," he muttered. "I swear her cunt is gonna cut off the circulation in my fucking fingers. I've never felt anything like this." Inserting both digits entirely, stretching out her tight young hole, Jason started to curl his fingers upwards, gently rubbing them against the roof of her cunt.

Leigh's hips began bucking wildly, her whimpers turning to moans. "Oh my God, oh my God, oh my fucking God..." she repeated mindlessly.

Jason stared up at her with pure lust on his face before turning to me. "Fuck, I need a taste of this." He lowered and moved his head forward until his mouth was inches from her cunt. His eyes flashed and he dove in, immediately latching onto her clit. He wrapped his lips around her perfect pearl and flicked the tip of his tongue over it, up and down.

Leigh gasped loudly and then let out a sound just short of a scream. Her entire body tensed up and her eyes rolled back into her head. She started trembling and babbling uncontrollably as she came, her cunt further flooding Jason's fingers and mouth. He didn't let up through her orgasm; his tongue continued working her clit, swirling around it, his fingers massaging her walls. He used her through it, not giving her a second of relief until the wave had passed completely. He pulled away, her cum dripping from his facial hair.

"God, that was amazing," he said, pulling his tank top off and using it to clean his face. "I can't remember the last time I ate out a cunt that perfect." The casual jabs he was taking at me caused pain in both my chest and between my legs. A part of me hated hearing him talk about how much better she was and another part loved it. The latter was definitely winning. I was squirming to an embarrassing degree in my chair, the pressure in my cunt building, begging to be touched. I knew what was going to happen next. It would only be the natural progression after them both performing oral on each other. I knew he was going to fuck her. And I was waiting in sick anticipation.

Jason stood up directly in front of Leigh. She was still blissed out from her orgasm and was giggling and smiling at him. He grinned back and walked to the head of the bed where he grabbed all four of our pillows. He handed his two to her. "Here, put these under your head, I want you to be able to look at me." He took the other two, my two, and laid them at the edge of the bed. "Lift your ass a bit," he told her, "The bed's a bit too short so I need to get your ass a bit higher to get a good angle." She did as he said and he pushed the pillows that I sleep on every night underneath her ass. Her cum was already getting on them.

"Now hold your legs back for me, I want to see your perfect little body all spread out. It's been so long since I've had a girl who looked this good naked in my bed." Leigh pulled her legs back, linking them with her arms to keep them there and to remove any possible obstacle from Jason fucking her cunt. Her perfect cunt, as he said. Her perfect everything. My heart was pounding with the most confusing feeling of excitement. I couldn't remember the last time I'd been so unbelievably turned on.

Jason held his cock and rubbed the tip over Leigh's clit, causing her to let out a soft moan. He ran his length up and down between her lips, basically fucking the outside of her cunt, their moans in sync. He was being truthful earlier, he was definitely giving me the best angles of her. He prodded the head of his cock right at the entrance to her cunt and began to rub circles over her clit with his thumb. She moaned loudly and he smiled.

"Are you ready to have that perfect little teen cunt of yours fucked? To have it stretched around the cock of a man practically old enough to be your father?" He was talking so dirty, it was so unlike him, he never talked that way to me. He really does think she's better.

Leigh nodded with excitement. "Please fuck me, Mr. Phillips, I need your big cock in me so badly it hurts." Jason pushed his cock harder against her hole, still thumbing her clit. There was resistance from her cunt, the size and tightness of it nearly denying him entry. He kept going, though, and after a minute or so of constant steady pressure, the head of his cock popped inside of her cunt.

They let out gasping moans together, with Jason cursing under his breath and Leigh softly whining. My husband was fucking another woman. Actually, I didn't even know if she was old enough to be considered a woman, she was still just a teenage girl. The ache between my legs compounded and I couldn't help but let out a moan. Jason looked over at me, breathing heavily.

"So you like this? You like watching me fuck another girl, a girl smaller, hotter, younger, and just better than you?" He pushed his cock an inch or two deeper inside her, causing them both to moan again. I nodded, humiliation creeping up my spine. Jason laughed. "God, you're pathetic. I mean, that's exactly what I wanted you to be, but it's still incredible that you're this horny over it." He looked back down at Leigh, admiring her body and staring at the head of his cock lodged into her tight cunt. "I'm barely inside of her and she's already the best fuck I've had in nearly a decade." I let out another moan against my will. Jason looked down at my fidgeting hips squirming in the chair.

"You want to touch yourself, don't you?" He let out an incredulous laugh. "You want to rub your pathetic cunt to the sight of your husband fucking someone so much better than you." I nodded again, slowly, ashamed. "Maybe if I'm in a good mood after I finish fucking her," he said. "Don't you dare touch yourself until then." He again inched deeper into Leigh's tight cunt, now nearly halfway inside. I followed Jason's orders and crossed my legs and sat on my hands, squirming.

"Jesus Christ, how fucking soaked are you? You don't just like this, you love it. You're actually a fucking cuck." Jason removed his thumb from Leigh's clit and grabbed her waist with both hands, adding another inch inside of her. She was so tiny that his hands nearly wrapped around her perfectly. He pulled out of her cunt slightly before thrusting the remaining few inches completely inside her.

Leigh cried out, practically gasping for air, whining softly. Jason's head was thrown back, his eyes closed and mouth open, a look of pure pleasure on his face. They stayed like that for a moment, letting her tight cunt adjust to the size of his cock. He finally opened his eyes and looked at me. "You seriously have to sit on your hands to keep them out of your pants? That's fucking pitiful." They laughed lightly and promptly stopped paying attention to me. That's what I wanted, though, I wanted Jason to ignore me and get to experience someone so much better. I wanted him to have fun and enjoy himself and I didn't care if I had a part in it, as long as I could see it happening. And, God, could I see it.

Jason was fucking Leigh with nothing short of passion and lust. He fucked her like he never wanted to leave her cunt. Even when he pull out so he could thrust back in, he still kept over half of his cock inside of her at all times. His hands wrapped around her waist pulled and pushed her on and off of his cock. He doesn't fuck me anything like that, and the fact that he was capable of it and wanted it further cemented just how lesser he viewed me. I squeezed my thighs tighter together, the ache inescapable.

Leigh's moans picked up, raising in pitch and volume, and it was clear she was nearing orgasm. Jason moved his hand from her waist and resumed thumbing her clit. "Are you going to cum for me, baby? Are you going to cum all over my cock? I can feel that tight little cunt of yours spasming around me and I know it's about to happen."

Leigh's breathing quickened and deepened. "Please," she whimpered. "Please let me cum for you, please let me squeeze your cock with my cunt, I need to cum, please." The expression on her face was a confusing mix of anguish and bliss.

"Cum for me, baby, let me feel that perfect little cunt cum all over my cock, that's it, you can let go." Jason was practically cooing at her. He quickly reached down to cover Leigh's mouth as she cried out, her body trembling violently. Jason fucked into her deep, hard, and slow, like a battering ram to her cervix. "So good, so fucking good, such a good fucking girl, cumming so pretty like that." His battering slowed further as Leigh's orgasm faded, leaving her near-unresponsive.

Jason used the hand covered her mouth to gently caress her cheek as she stared blankly at him. She slowly came to, a small smile forming on her face. He then leaned down and kissed her on the lips. After a moment, she responded and started kissing him back. Starting as light and sweet, their kisses quickly evolved to something manic and wild. Jason had climbed on top of Leigh, gripping a handful of her hair. When his mouth wasn't attacking hers, he used the handle that was her hair to pull back her head, revealing her neck, to which he moved his ravaging to, lips, teeth, and tongue marking as much skin as they could.