"Park here and get your game face on Bongo."
Bongo slid the car into the alley, stopping behind the garbage bins, just like the pros on TV.
"That one." Tiger pointed across the way at a blue two-story suburban house, manicured lawn, three door garage. "Nice little rich bitch's place by the looks of it."
"Damn straight."
"Remember, Jamal said he'd leave the back door open. He's eighty percent at best, so keep your eyes open anyways. He wasn't real forthcoming with the deets."
"Money." Bongo said with excitement. "Let's get rich too! Bitch."
"There's gotta be some dope fucking shit in there. Right!" Tiger started bouncing up and down in a fury to get himself pumped up. He slapped both hands on the dash. "Remember the plan."
"Yeah. Yeah. Yeah." Bongo said, mimicking Tiger's bouncing.
***
The house belonged to Tim and Marissa, who were rather fortunate people. Timothy graduated summa cum laude from his undergrad, became a doctor in record time, and married the love of his life and high school sweetheart in one. Marissa. She was gorgeous, and only grew more voluptuous, and desirous with time.
Throughout the years, they promised that every anniversary would be special, unique, and a sexual evolution in their relationship. The first year of their marriage, they skydived together. After the excitement of falling hand in hand through the clouds, Tim took Marissa behind the hanger. Skinning her pants down to her ankles, he lapped at her young pussy with the adrenaline of a fighter pilot. Marissa returned the favor and finished her husband's substantial load in one gulp.
By their seventh anniversary, they both had been wanting something more. Some new sexual awakening. Both were honest Christians, which they concluded must now be left behind. They met a young lady, adventurous too, and quickly formed with her a relationship based on lustful desire.
Luka was young, attractive and petite, with smooth soft butterscotch skin. She had never worked a day in her life, having learned the value of her body and the basics of seduction at a young age. She had been with several older suitors before meeting Marissa and Tim. She'd made quick work of her first lover, only 5 years her senior, after using his body until she outgrew his unsophisticated sex, and attracted the attention of a richer married man. While he was more mature, and more able to satisfy her burgeoning lust, and her ever growing financial upkeep, their union was only a convenience for Luka who just wanted to fuck and be kept. Eventually, the wife became wise to her husband. But like a rolling stone, Luka had run into another shiny situation when she was chatted up by Marissa and Tim at a gathering of free lovers.
Marissa and Tim had been enjoying Luka for a year, always enjoying her together. One day Luka showed up at the house and told them, "I've decided to go to Los Angeles."
"For what?" Tim asked, slightly hurt. He'd grown fond of having two pussies to fuck and he was unprepared to lose the debaucheries the three of them would share.
"I'm going into porn," Luka replied. "My friend Gaia knows someone."
"I'm sad to hear that." Marissa said, and then folded her arms around Luka.
"But I'm not gone yet!" Luka returned the embrace.
Marissa and Tim smiled at each other. "That's our girl!"
That last night, the three of them fucked until the sunrise.
Luka disrobed Marissa, admitting to her once again that she had the finest breasts she'd ever seen and that she'd miss them.
"Well then you must have a tit for the road." Marissa grabbed one of her breasts, soft flesh bulging between her fingers, and pushed the nipple into Luka's mouth. Luka adored Marissa's tits, treating them like rare fruit; she gently sucked on them, while Marissa whispered motherly encouragement to Luka who was becoming increasingly wet as Marissa's nipples grew pinker and erect.
After a while of tit sucking but not finished with using their mouths, they turned their attention to Tim who was treated to a double helping of fellatio. Tim reclined on the couch, his legs spread wide, the ladies crawled to his loins like obedient subs. First, Marissa fed Tim's cock to Luka, massaging her spit into his balls. Then Marissa took over, sliding Tim's dick deep into her throat and out again with an exhale.
"God please never let me forget these soft cum guzzling lips" Tim said putting a thumb into Luka's mouth. "And the deepest wettest throat of my lovely wife."
"Marissa loves the taste of your cock," Luka said. "But you know what she really loves too?"
"That's right—those aren't the only soft lips here, sweetheart." The girls took to the couch, spreading their dripping pussies in his face. "Yeah! Try these soft, wet lips Timbo!"
With a boyish smile, Tim slipped two fingers each into his wife and Luka's wet pussies, massaging and sucking them to climax. Afterwards he poured cocktails for everyone, snorted a line of angel dust—and while playing with himself, watched Luka fuck his wife with the multispeed Bull-brator from the toy chest.
Luka was edgy. When Marissa needed to pee, she said no. Instead, she flipped the vibrator on high. Soon Marissa was squirting. Clear liquid warmth arched right onto Luka's laughing face. "Golden showers!" She shouted, rubbed Marissa's juices into her tits, and pleaded for more. "I love it! Keep it cumming love!"
Marissa repositioned herself over Luka, spraying her golden mist down all over the young nympho. Luka pushed a set of fingers up into Marissa's cunt, in-and-out as the juices flowed down her arm. Marissa's quivering legs couldn't hold her up any longer. She collapsed on top of Luka.
"That was too fucking hot," Tim said, spectating comfortably on the couch.
After a round of tequila and some toweling off, Marissa centered Luka's bald pussy over her husband's cock. "Bombs away!" Marissa said. Luka dropped down, engulfed Tim's warm member, and started fucking in long strokes. Her pussy was like a vise on his cock. And though Tim thoroughly loved his wife, nothing was quite like slamming a new tight pussy.
"You love fucking that slutty cunt don't you honey." His wife said, petting herself and enjoying the pleasurable anguish on his face.
"You're going to miss this tight pussy, aren't you Tim." Luka said. Both teased him about how much he was going to miss their sexy times. They knew just how much Tim loved their thruple. "The next time you see this sweet cunt will be in the movies." Marissa and Luka giggled playfully over the rhythmic slurping of Tim's cock plunging Luka's juices. Tim fully trying to keep his Chi from escaping his cock.
"Luka! Shit girl slow..." Tim blurted out, overcome by pleasure. His feet clenched.
"Are you having fun sweetheart?" Marissa said. Sudden images of Luka in a LA gangbang scene materialized in Tim's mind. He smiled knowing he was getting the best of Luka's sweet young body before the industry did.
Marissa, ready for more fun, sat over her husband's face, slapped it playfully before filing his mouth with her cunt, as if training him to pay attention. Tim dutifully sucked Marissa, her juices flowed down over his face like rivulets. Luka's body pulsated, sending ripples through Tim's hard cock.
Feeling the energy, Marissa advocated for Tim, "Get his cock fucking hard Luka! I mean it! Make my motherfucking husband cum like a fucking tidal wave!" Marissa's encouragement whipped up an excitement inside Luka, like she was already an industry vet. Based on her ecstatic vocals, Luka was going to be a star.
Each of their undulating, sweaty bodies orgasimed one after the other, a chorus of moaning and sloshing organs. First Luka came in a series of explosive spasm and a string of expletives. "Oh! Fuck me Tim. Fuck me motherfucker!"
Then Tim, unable to contain himself, shot burst after burst of cum into Luka, filling her insides with gooey warmth. Her grunts grew more fierce at the smell of semen, her handiwork. Luka loved the feel of warm cum inside her. Feeling Tim's final throws, she dismounted only to descend on his red cock and empty the remaining shots in her mouth.
Feeling his climax, Marissa used her husband's face as a ribbed sextoy, rubbing it's contour over her clit until her body began buzzing too. Luka continued to suck Tim well past his dick's post-climax hypersensitivity. Smothered in his wife's cropped-haired vagina, Tim surrendered his body to the overload of sexual release. For the remainder of the night they laughed, fucked, drank, smoked, and came a dozen or so more times.
Luka left in the morning to catch her flight, worn out, red and raw. It wasn't long before Tim and Marissa were watching Luka's gangbang premiere. Both were proud of her that she was able to manage all the dicks in her mouth, pussy, and ass for her first scene.
The following anniversary, Marissa's sexual hunger seemed to outpace her husbands. One morning she was pouring them both coffee.
"Honey?" She wanted to queue him up. He lifted his head from the newspaper.
"I want to get ass fucked." She gingerly took a sip of coffee.
"Yes, please!" Tim's eyes lit up. It'd been eight years, and they'd enjoyed so much, but never had she entertained opening her anus for him. "That sounds like a wonderful eighth anniversary idea, you sexy minx."
Marissa only slightly smiled at his excitement, setting her cup down. "I want to be fucked in the ass—by a mandingo. A big black cock." She paused to gauge his reaction. But she knew it was already too late, she hurt his feelings. She was going to let him fuck her ass first, but she also wanted to be fucked by a big black cock. Yet she also felt that she deserved this, and though both loved Luka together, she really was giving Tim more than she was giving herself on anniversaries.
"I'm sorry that came out wrong." She backtracked and came around the kitchen island embracing him. She folded his head down into her soft, comforting breasts. Tim couldn't resist, like a baby cradled in its mothers tits, Tim weakened against his wife's. "I want to feel my ass explode with cum. And, I want you to watch it happen. I want to see you watch it. I want to look into your eyes while he cums inside me."
"As a cuck?" He replied in a defeated voice. He knew that after the liberties with Luka, at some point another man would be introduced into their anniversary, but... "Find a mandingo? Who?"
"I leave that to you. You'll find someone good. You get to choose, and..." Marissa lifted Tim's face to meet her eyes. She wanted his undivided attention, "... and for doing this for me, I will let you film it all."
At that, a spark of happiness flickered in Tim's eyes—oh, to be a pornographer.
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