Author's Note: FansOnly is fictional. Any resemblance to real companies is purely coincidental or a product of your twisted imagination.
Cathy hurled the whiskey glass at the wall, shattering it near my ear.
"Fuck you and that hussy."
I leapt up, squared my shoulders, and marched to my wife, chin inches from her face.
"Punch me, stab me, throw whatever you like--but tipping a G-string isn't cheating."
Cathy sobbed.
"You shoved Mischa's college fund up her diseased snatch. God forbid you stay home and get drunk with your WIFE!"
She smashed an empty Jack Daniels bottle. Neck in hand she stumbled toward me, tripped, and slashed the couch. I grabbed my coat and made it halfway out the door as Cathy lifted her head.
"Kevin, don't go" She slurred.
I turned around.
"Put down the bottle first."
She dropped the jagged bottleneck. I held her petite frame and blond curls as she sobbed and passed out in my arms
***
The next night, Mischa slept while Cathy and I lay naked on the couch, high on ecstasy. We'd gone through the massaging, touching, rubbing, sucking shtick from last weekend and the weekend before. Another dull, drugged-out night of almost-sex, no climax, and gloomy Tuesdays looming.
A good nut pulls Cathy out of a bad mood, but without it she gets mean. I was tired of sending our daughter to the neighbor's flat.
"Hey babe." I asked.
"Yeah honey?"
"How would you feel about a threesome?"
"You mean, you and I both having sex with the same person?"
"That's how they usually work."
She grinned, frowned, turned up her nose, grinned again.
"I don't know if I want a woman's legs spread in my face. Especially not on you."
My eyes lit up.
"What if she got off watching us?"
She shared my grin.
"Who are we going to call this late?"
"wellll..."
I opened my laptop, turned on the webcam, and pulled up the FansOnly account I made that morning.
Cathy reclined in my lap, legs spread. With two fingers inside her and one hand on the trackpad, I scrolled through writhing women of all shapes, sizes, perversions on the screen.
"Tell me when you find her."
She closed her eyes. I rubbed her clit.
"There!"
Candy, on the thumbnail, smirked at the camera. Her raven hair framed a black satin bra. Her curves ended in the kind of ass that pops every time your thighs smack it.
I spent three Coochie Coins, the FansOnly currency, and Candy filled the screen. I rubbed Cathy's clit faster as Candy pouted.
"Did you start without me?"
Her voice had the deep seductive tones of a woman fresh out of bed.
I pecked my wife's nipple. She moaned.
"Yes we did."
Candy smiled at Cathy.
"What's your name?"
"Cathy."
"How's your night going Cathy?"
"Perfect... almost."
Candy tilted her head.
"Almost?"
Cathy stared a laser into the screen.
"I need to cum... now!"
Candy tilted her forehead and grinned.
"Is that so"
She unclasped her bra, and pinched her soft perky nipples.
"Do you like them?"
"Yes."
Candy lifted her nipple and sucked. Cathy moaned. I fingered harder.
"Do you want to see more?"
Cathy nodded. Candy smiled and rubbed the frilly black fabric over her mound. She gasped and shimmied the dental floss fabric to the floor. She spread her shaved vagina and gyrated her hole.
"Do you like that?"
"Oh God yes!" Cathy moaned.
She shuffled my rising cock. Candy looked to me.
"What's your name, handsome?"
"Kevin."
Cathy smiled.
"Okay Kevin. You need to bend that sexy wife over the couch and plow her with that beautiful cock."
"What about you?"
"I'll be here. Don't worry."
The video froze on her pouting face. Cathy bent over the arm rest and buried her face in the cushions. Her pussy dripped as I plunged inside. After a few strokes I grabbed her hips and slammed fast and hard as I could.
The screen flickered to life. Candy reappeared sitting on the floor with her legs spread. She grunted and pummeled her snatch with a bulbous pink dildo
"Smack her ass" she ordered.
I slapped Cathy's left cheek.
"Harder!"
Smack.
"Fuck her."
I thrust deep as I could.
"Cum"
We both yelled and shuddered. Cathy's pussy gushed and dripped all over my cock while I unloaded inside her.
I pulled out. Cathy panted, wheezed and collapsed on her chest.
"That was... That was fucking awesome!"
Gob smacked, I crumpled to the couch and spooned her. Candy giggled.
"Looks like you two had fun."
She removed the dildo, stood up and reapplied her thong.
"Next time try four Coochie Coins"
"Next time?" I asked.
"You'll be back, honey."
The screen faded to black. My wife passed out in my arms as the sun rose.
***
The next afternoon, I woke with a foggy head and the smell of hot grease. Cathy hummed in the kitchen, flipping eggs. I sat up just as she brought me my plate.
And what a plate it was!
Ham, eggs, sausage, pancakes, grits, toast, and bourbon-spiked coffee in my Garfield mug. Naked, Cathy placed it on my lap and sat beside me. The first bite was heaven.
"Hope you like it honey." She cooed.
"Fuck yeah." I replied.
After the second bite I furrowed my brow.
"You're awful happy today. Did you do a bump."
"I wish." She replied. "Last night was..."
"Mind blowing?"
"More than that" She replied." I haven't cum that hard since my junior college days"
"The ones you never talk about?"
"The ones you fantasize about it in the shower."
"How would you know?"
"Next time clean the walls after."
I reached towards her tit; she slid my hand away.
"Too raw. Eat up before Mischa gets home."
***
A week later I dropped our daughter off at mom's house and returned to the apartment with a brown paper bag.
"Kev, did you pick up mushrooms?"
"Yeah"
I handed her the two eighths. She blended them with Kahlua, Bailey's, bananas, weed butter, and vanilla ice cream. I checked the living room as the grinders roared.
Our laptop sat open between two rose scented candles on the coffee table.My electric blue robe lay on the couch.
Cathy walked towards the bedroom.
"Get dressed. I'll be out in a minute."
I stripped my faded jeans, boxers, and t-shirt before tying on the silk garment.
"Close your eye." She cooed.
When I opened my eyes, she stood in a matching blue kimono, barely covering her nipples and tied near her crotch. She smiled and held two frosty milkshakes.
"Ready to see our girl again?"
I smiled.
"Yeah, go call her up."
Cathy handed me a milkshake, nearly giving me a brain freeze as she scrolled and found her. She spent four Coochie Coins, and Candy's face appeared.
Candy wore a gray kimono like Cathy's, her mischievous smirk, raven hair, and pop pop ass beckoned us.
"Hi Cathy, Hi Kevin. Love the robes!"
"Ooh thank you girl. I got mine from Macy's."
Candy's eyes lit up
"On Wednesday when they had that sale?"
"Yeah."
"I was there too. We must have missed each other."
"Wow. Small world."
Candy stared into Cathy's eyes.
"I bet they look even better on the floor."
She chuckled, blew a kiss, untied her belt and floated into her birthday suit. I could've spent an hour gazing at her breasts.
"You start."
We embraced in front of the webcam. I palmed my wife's ass and kissed her as Candy exposed her breast and pinched her nipple.
"Spread her."
I parted my wife's legs. Candy's hand disappeared between her thighs.
"Rub her. Slowly."
I rubbed the hood with my fingers near the edges. She moaned as the first few drips crawled down her lips. I moved towards her center.
"Don't go there yet. Keep it slow and steady."
I teased her for the next five minutes. By then, her juices dripped off the couch.
"Now finger her."
Two fingers slipped in. Her pussy squished. I moved slowly.
"Faster"
My pace doubled. She squirmed. Candy smiled and licked her lips as her robe crept up.
"Put a third one in. "
"No" Cathy whimpered.
"I didn't ask. Do it!"
I stopped and looked to my wife with my ring finger tapping on her pussy. She bit her lip, shut her eyes and nodded. I pushed inside. She arched her back and yelped.
"Now twist them, in and out. Like this."
I watched Candy pump herself with her own three fingers and matched her speed and technique. My wife's pussy loosened as more liquid slipped down her thighs. She moaned in a tone I'd never heard before.
"Stop."
I removed my fingers. Candy smiled.
"Good. Now lick her clean.
Cathy grabbed the back of my head. My tongue lapped up her sweet tang.
"Fuck" she muttered.
The screen froze. When Candy returned she worked herself with the same pink dildo. I was so busy sucking Cathy's clit I almost missed her command.
"Pound her pussy, Kev."
I threw her ankles on my shoulder and mounted her on the couch She grabbed my chest hair.
"Yes baby. Right there. I'm almost... oh!"
I thrusted as she shuddered, twitched and melted into the couch. Candy convulsed into her own moans and gasps.
Cathy lay motionless as the last orgasmic wave washed over her. My cock throbbed
"Looks like you're ready for another round stud." Candy said.
"No." Cathy whispered. "My pussy is sensitive right now."
"That's not where it's going."
Cathy shook her head.
"Candy. My wife isn't into that."
Candy chuckled.
"She's not, but you are."
My face flushed.
"C'mon Kev. I know you want to stuff your cock into her tight little asshole."
My dick grew titanium hard. She turned to Cathy.
"See how turned on he gets? Bend over and spread."
Cathy shook her head.
"It hurts too much."
I looked back to the screen. Candy's purple dildo was replaced with a clear silicone butt plug suctioned to the floor. She spread her cheeks and eased the tip into her puckered hole.
"What if I could make it feel good?"
My hard on twitched and dribbled.
Candy giggled. Cathy sighed and stared daggers into my eyes.
