It was hot this July. Jess was practically panting as she walked out of the office toward her car and the wave of heat swept over her. It had been over 100 everyday for the past two weeks and nobody was in a hurry to do anything. Today however, she was in a rush to get home.
Today Jess and her husband Ryder were celebrating their 10th anniversary. They had married each other very young and their relationship hadn't been the smoothest road, but she loved him. This had been a rough year for them, new jobs, moving to a new state, it had all taken a small toll on their relationship. She was always tired from work and so was he. It had been hard to find even a spare moment to have a conversation. They hadn't discussed any plans for the night. He had told her happy Anniversary on his way out the door that morning, and she imagined they would just relax around the house and maybe have dinner together. Traffic was turning out to be a bitch...
She got back to the house a bit late and Ryder was already there. He smiled and hugged her when she came in the door. "Happy anniversary hun." He told her again.
She smiled weakly and told him the same and that she was exhausted. She went limp in his arms. She wanted to stay there a bit longer but she was aching for a shower. She just needed to scrub off the grime that a southern summer brings with it. She made her way to the bedroom and hopped in the shower. As soon as the lukewarm water hit her back all the tension spilled off of her shoulders. She recalled something she had heard once about washing your worries down the drain but couldn't put her finger on where it was from.
As she got out of the shower something seemed different. The faint smell of lavender incense permeated the bathroom door, and she could hear the soft tones of her favorite music in the bedroom. It was a type of slow electric violin instrumental that nobody else seemed to have heard of.
Just then a light rap on the door snapped her back out of the trance and into reality. Ryder cracked the door open and walked in admiring her shapely figure. She was petite, a little over 5ft and 100 lbs. her eyes were a devastating hazel complementing her red hair, and she had an ass to die for.
"Hey there lover," he said, "you ready for tonight?"
"Sure?" She said hesitantly wondering what he had in mind. She made her way out into the bedroom and noticed the glowing candles laid about the room and the burning incense as she started to get dressed. She pulled out a low cut night slip and a matching lace thong that she had bought to commemorate the occasion and slid into them.
"What do you think?" She asked him as she did a little twirl in front of their mirror. Then she felt his strong arms close around her and she went limp again.
"Ravishing" he said, and then she felt his arms moving upwards and a soft silk scarf covered her eyes.
He lifted her off the ground and kissed her and she immediately fell back into the trance. The music, the smell of the burning incense, and the glow of the candlelight on her skin consumed her senses as he placed her gently on the bed. He kissed her lightly moving from her lips to her ears and down the side of her neck. He worked his way down to her chest and stomach kissing her and massaging her perfect tits, giving light pinches to her nipples. Then she felt his tongue softly flicking her clit and lips through the sheer lace of her panties. Just a slight touch, but never the less sent chills down her spine.
Then she felt him by her shoulder and reached out to touch him. Her hand met warm skin. A stiff thick shaft; she slowly closed her fingers around it and massaged it slowly. It dawned on her that something was a little different, it was about the same size but noticeably thicker, smooth and strong with a slight downward curve towards the head. Ryder's cock was always curved slightly upward when it was hard. It hit all the right spots when they did missionary but it was always more difficult for him to take her from behind.
She felt a hand slowly caress her hair and suddenly there was Ryder whispering into her ear through the the trance. "This is my friend Dillinger and he's here tonight to assist me in worshipping your amazing body. We are going to help you explore the limits of your pleasure and push the boundaries of your sexual experience."
Jess couldn't comprehend what she was hearing, her mind was moving in too many directions matching the hands that were slowly caressing her sensitive skin. She felt them lie down on either side of her. The two bodies surrounding her in warmth, touching her and massaging her. She felt her senses taking over and she let go. She reached down and took a warm cock in each hand as Ryder kissed her neck and Dillinger massaged her tits and sucked her nipples. They were hard and pulsing. Ryder was slightly above average in length and smooth with a thick defined head, while Dillinger was thick and well veined with a pronounced downward curve. She felt their hands caressing her legs and moving up her thighs. Then her lace thong slowly slipped off as if by itself. She spread her legs slightly in anticipation and then she felt one of them move.
Ryder began kissing her deeply and then she felt Dillinger slide between her legs and his tongue gently parted her lips. It was like an instant flood of desire as soon as his mouth closed around her pussy and she was almost dripping. Ryder's kiss muffled her moans. His tongue flicked back and forth rhythmically, rocking her toward an intense orgasm and she was still stroking Ryder's now rock hard member with both hands. Then Dillinger pulled away and turned her over on her stomach. She sat up on her knees and arched her back high in the air showing off her perfect ass. She buried her head in Ryder's lap as Dillinger went to work again.
He squeezed her ass with both hands and probed both of her holes with his tongue in and out licking her up and down and sucking her clit gently. Then he raised up and pressed his cock against her lips, he pushed in slow and deep. He was thicker than she had originally assumed and it hurt a little bit. He began to thrust slow and deep and the slight pain quickly gave way to a sense of fullness. She could feel him inside her, every inch of his cock as it plunged into her. The downward angle of his cock was amazing and he was hitting a spot she hadn't ever felt before. She felt herself getting wetter and wetter and she could hear a gentle wet sucking sound as he pounded her deep.