Her Cocksucker

It's been a while since my wife and I first met him. Since that night after the party, when we explored that fantasy, when my wife shared me with him, when she gave me to him for the night. When I belonged to him for the night. When I tasted him. When i begged for him. When he had his way with me while she watched, smiling, laughing, joining in. The morning after, when she had her turn with him and I. When we belonged to her. When she had her way with the two of us. Since then we've talked about him. Talked about inviting him over again. Talked about how else I can please him, what else I can let him do to me. What else she wants me to do, what else she wants him to do to me. It's been a while since we've seen him.

Until tonight. We invited him over. A relaxing evening of drinking. Of reminiscing. Of flirting, smiling, running fingers across eachother. My wife smiling at us, enjoying watching us. Her hand occasionally on my leg, on his leg. As the evening goes on and the drinks flow, I see her eyes lighting up, I see her wheels turning. She scoots us both closer to him on the couch, until I'm right next to him, with my wife leaning on my other side, gently pressing me towards him.

We all laugh, knowing what she's doing. She's far from subtle, and her hands begin roaming. I turn and kiss her softly. I feel his hand on my leg, starting at my knee, caressing further up. I turn and look deep into his eyes, laughing. He makes the first move, leaning forward, squeezing my leg as our lips touch. He kisses me passionately, bringing his hand up to the back of my neck and pulling me towards him, gently pushing his tongue deep into my mouth. I run my hands on his chest, feeling his lean muscles. My wife moans watching us, kissing my neck, her hands running across my body.

The two of them run their hands over my growing bulge, rubbing me through my pants. I moan into his mouth, loving the feeling of him kissing me while their hands explore.

I find the button on his jeans, eagerly unbuttoning and unzipping. We break our kiss, and put our foreheads together, breathlessly staring into eachother eyes. My wife leans in behind me. She knows what I want. The fantasies I've confessed to her since our first night with him, the desires I've craved. She's told me what she wants to see me do, what she wants to watch him do to me. And I am all too anxious to please her. She bites my ear and whispers a single command, "Beg."

My eyes stay locked on his. "Please, can I suck his cock?"

"Mmmmm... silly boy. Don't beg me. Beg him."

Her nails are running down my neck, making me shiver. "Can I... can I please... suck your cock?" She giggles behind me at my question. "Please?"

He smiles at me. God, that smile. Mischievous, curious, soft but dominant. His smile approves of my begging, but he toys with me first. "Is that what you want?"

The answer is no. I don't just want to suck his cock. I want to worship his cock. I need his cock. I need to submit to him on my knees, I need to do anything and everything I can to please and service his cock. I'm desperate for it. I'm hungry for it. I've been craving his cock since we first met. "God yes, I want your cock. Please... can I please suck your cock?"

"Ask me nicely."

"Please... pretty please... I need it... I need you... I need you in my mouth... I need to taste you... please... pretty please" I plead with him, desperate for him, desperate to taste him, desperate to please him. I bury my face in his neck and whisper in his ear, "Pretty please... I need it..."

He puts his fingers under my chin and pulls me into a kiss. "Since you asked so nicely..." I happily slide off the couch and onto my knees. I help pull his jeans and boxers down, watching, mesmerized as his cock slowly flops out. It's beautiful. Smooth shaven, large, heavy, and not even fully erect yet. My mouth waters as I stare in anticipation. I've dreamed of properly worshiping his massive manhood, many nights spent confessing these fantasies to my wife as we played with eachother. She loved to see me with another man more than anything. To watch me be submissive, to watch me submit to her, to submit to him. She excitedly watches me, giddy as he helps us bring another fantasy to life.

I remove his pants entirely, pushing them to the side and I take my proper place between his legs. She slides in close to him and he puts his arm around her, they cuddle together watching me. My wife bites her lip and nods, giving me her approval. She's as eager for this as I am, and I happily obey.

She reaches down, grabbing his cock and lifting it up, stroking it slowly, guiding it towards me. Her hand barely fits around it. I lean forward, kissing the head, gently licking it, staring into his eyes as I do so. He smiles down at me, God, that smile. His smile gives me his approval, and I open my mouth, taking the large head of his dick in. I bob my head just on the tip, licking the sensitive spots on the underside of his beautiful cock. I revel in it, savoring the taste, the smell, the feel of him filling my mouth. I listen to his soft moans as I kiss and lick and suck, making love to his dick with my mouth. I feel him getting harder and growing bigger in my mouth. I moan to myself, getting lost in my ecstasy, in my worship. I pull it out and rest it on my face, rubbing it all over, feeling the weight of it, ogling at the size of it. "Oh my God, I love your cock." I whisper.

My wife watches me, her eyes wide and mouth open. Watching me be submissive turns her on more than anything. She smiles at me, curling up in his arm. She caresses my face lovingly, and takes hold of his cock and caresses my face with that as well. I move my head down under his massive cock, and slowly lick his balls as she strokes him. His balls are delicious, smooth, heavy, and every bit as impressive as that dick. I rub them on my face, kissing them, licking them slowly but hungrily.

"Mmmmm... such a good boy." She moans as she watches me. We tease him together with his head laying back, listening to his breathing and his soft moans. He gasps when I take one of his balls into my mouth, sucking on it, pulling it back, rolling my tongue around it. And then do the same with the other one. My God his balls are delicious. I lick my lips, loving the way he tastes.

My wife sits up, and hooks her hands on her pants, sliding them and her panties off in one move, before curling back up into his arm, cuddling with him as she watches me. I close my eyes and take this huge cock back in my mouth. I'm desperate to please him, to please them both, and I force myself to take him deeper. His cock is long and thick, and sucking it as deep as I can turns me on more than ever.

I open my eyes and look up to find the two of them kissing, her hand caressing his chest as his hand slides down between her legs. She gasps as his fingers find her clit, and he quickly sets to work. I get even more turned on watching them, watching as she spread her legs open for him, inviting his hands in. They moan into eachother mouths as they kiss, his fingers expertly teasing her.

Without taking him out of my mouth I run a hand up her leg, and she jumps as my fingers slide inside her. She is dripping, gushing wet. My fingers slide in easily, and curl up into her G spot. I keep rhythm bobbing my head on his cock and fingering her from the inside. He matches my rhythm on her clit, both of our fingers working her in tandem, driving her crazy. Before long we feel her body tensing, breathing faster and heavier, her moans turning to screams, muffled by their never ending kiss. Her screams go silent and her body tenses up more and more, clenching my fingers, not letting go, until finally she releases an intense orgasm, screaming and shaking, her nails digging into my arm, pulling my fingers deeper while at the same time grabbing his head and pulling him into a deeper kiss. She screams and moans into his mouth, her body twitching as she loses herself in her orgasm. She collapses on his chest, panting, eyes wild as she smiles down at me. She lays there for a minute, his hands playing with her hair as I continuously suck his dick.

She composes herself, slaps me in the face with his dick still in my mouth, grabs my head and pushes me once down deep enough to make me gag, before standing up and addressing us. "You two, upstairs, now." she demands, still panting from her orgasm. I reluctantly remove my mouth from his penis, instantly missing it. My mouth feels empty, and I'm eager for him to fill it back up.

He stands, then reaches down offering me a hand. I take it, and he pulls me up into him, holding me close and kissing me deep. I melt for him, moaning into his mouth, letting myself be taken by his kiss. I lose myself in the feeling of belonging to him again. We finally break the kiss, and he moves his mouth close to my ear. "Good boy" he whispers to me, then spanks my ass and leads me to the stairs. We follow my wife, still bottomless, showing off her perfect little butt as she playfully bounds up the stairs.

By the time we get in the room, she is completely naked, standing next to the bed. He removes his shirt and is now fully naked as well. I stare at them both, taking in their perfect bodies. Her dark Mediterranean skin, perfect curves, small breasts, long wavy hair. His lean and toned body, killer smile, and massive cock, still glistening with my saliva, swaying between his legs, hypnotizing me, calling me back.

I realize I'm the only one still dressed. I look at her, and ask the only way she wants me to ask tonight. "Can I please take off my clothes too?" He smirks at this, but she smiles evilly. She walks up to me and aggressively undoes my pants, ripping them off. He steps up and grabs my shirt, lifting it over my head. I now stand naked before then, my own cock hard and heavy as well, dripping precum. She catches some on her finger and smiles as she feeds it to me. She then hooks her fingers onto my jaw, and pushes me down to my knees.

"Beg." She commands, smiling down at me.

I'm less subtle this time. Less quiet. I look up at him standing above me. I need it, and I let him know. "Please feed me your cock. Please... I need it, I need to feel you in my mouth, in my throat."

He leans down close and whispers in my ear, "Ask me nicely."

"Pretty please..." I desperately whimper. She laughs at me, but he smiles. God, that smile. He takes his cock in his hand, God, that cock, and the two of them step forward. He puts one hand on the back of my head, pulling me towards him. I open my mouth as he guides his cock in. His hand pushes me down, forcing me deeper than before. I reach behind him and grab his ass, squeezing it, pulling him towards me, encouraging him to use me, to use my mouth, to fuck my mouth.

He takes the encouragement and begins grinding his hips into my face, pushing me down, his enormous perfect cock going deeper and deeper until I'm gagging, my lips stretching to the limit around the thickness of it. My wife grabs my head with one hand, joining him in pushing me down, and the other hand grabs his hair and pulls him into a kiss. The two of them stand there before me, moaning into eachother, kissing deeply while he fucks my mouth. They both hold me down as deep as I can take him, pushing past my gag reflex, until I can't breathe, and hold me there. I hold it as long as I can, eyes watering, until the need for air over takes me and I tap his leg. They release me, and I collapse on the floor, gasping. I look up at them, with tears down my eyes and drool down my chin and smile. "More..." I manage to whimper out between my panting. "Please... I need more."

My wife smiles proudly at me. "On the bed." I stand and climb into the bed, he spanks my ass, hard. I yelp before she spanks my other cheek even harder. I lay down on my back, and he grabs my hands, pulling me to the side of the bed until my head is at the edge. "Good boy" She climbs on top of me facing my feet, lowering her beautiful shaved pussy just above my face "Beg"

"Please... pretty please..." she laughs at me before lowering herself onto my face, and I eagerly begin licking and sucking on her clit. She grinds into me, smothering me, taking her turn using and fucking me face. He steps up behind her and places his hand on her back. She arches her back, inviting him in, and I watch as his absolutely massive cock slides easily into my wife, disappearing into her right above my face. Her pussy is dripping, stretching around his girth, and I resume licking her clit, driving her crazy as he fucks her, slowly at first, then picking up speed as she gets used to his size.

She's moaning and screaming our names above me from the two sensations. I lose myself in the ecstasy of it, her heavenly taste as I hungrily eat her clit, his massive balls slapping my forehead as he fucks my wife harder. I can't help myself, and I tilt my head back and lick his balls, trying to get them in my mouth as they swing back and forth. I alternating between her and him, tasting them both as his he fucks my wife closer and closer to her growing orgasm. It's not long before her body tenses up and she screams, pushing all the way back and holding his dick in as deep as she can, shaking and shivering on it as she cums, twitching as I continue licking her all the way through.

He pulls back and fucks her slow and i gently lick her clit as she comes down from her second orgasm of the night, until she slides him out and turns herself around on top of me. She smiles down at me, flushed, panting, sweating. She cocks an eyebrow. At this point she doesn't need to instruct me any more, I know exactly what she wants from me. I look up at him standing above me, his enormously impressive dick just inches from my face, dripping with my wife's juices. I tell him everything I've been dying to say all night.

I beg. I plead. I whimper. I beg more. I tell him how much I love his cock. How perfect it is, how big it is. How much I love the taste of it, the smell of it, the sheer size of it, the feel of it in my hands, on my face, in my mouth. How deep I want to take his cock down my throat. I tell him how much I love his balls. How much I want them in my mouth, in my hands, on my face, on my chin. I tell him how desperate I am for his cock. I tell him I want to worship him, to worship his cock. How much I love being on my knees in front of him, submitting to him. I tell him how badly I need him to dominate me. To abuse me. I tell him how badly I need that perfect cock in my mouth, in my throat. I tell him how badly I need to make love to it with my mouth, how badly I need to choke on it. I beg him to slap me with it. I beg him to slap me in the face with his balls. I beg him to fuck my mouth, to fuck my face. I beg to be his cocksucker. To be his slut. To be his whore, his bitch. To be his good boy, to make me his good boy. To be whatever name he wants to call me as long as I can taste that perfect dick.

I beg her. I beg her to feed me his beautiful cock. I beg her to watch me submit to him, to let me be his obedient slut. to give me to him. I beg her to watch, to watch me submit, to watch him use me, to watch me be a good boy. I beg to please her by sucking his cock for her. I beg her to let him use me, to abuse me, to be rough with me. I beg her to allow me to be his, to let him make me his, to let him own me.

I beg for his cum. I beg him to cum in me, on me, wherever he wants, whenever he wants. I beg him to let me taste his cum, to let me swallow his cum. I promise to be good and swallow every drop, to lick him completely clean, and to suck and worship that incredible cock with my mouth until he is hard again, and I'll do it all over again. Please, I say. Please. Pretty please. Over and over. Pretty please. With cherries on top. Anything, just please please please put that delicious cock back in my mouth. I need it... I need him.

My wife brings her face down to mine, kissing me deeply. "Good boy," she says when we break, "very good boy." He grabs me and pulls me until my head is hanging off the bed. He slaps me in the face with his cock. I beg for more. He slaps me again and again, slapping his heavy cock across my cheeks. My wife grabs his hair and roughly kisses him, then looks him in the eyes and says "Don't be gentle." She then scoots herself back, grabbing my throbbing cock for the first time, and lowers herself onto me, groaning as she takes me in all at once, and then grabs my wrists, pinning my hands to the bed.

She start slow, riding my cock, grinding on it, while he adjusts my head off the edge. He then lowers his cock down, and in one move pushes it all the way down past my gag reflex and into my throat. I feel my neck bulging as his balls come to rest on my nose. I can't breathe, his absolutely massive cock is deeper in my throat than I've ever had it. He holds it there for a moment, to let my throat get used to it, then pulls back all the way until just the tip is in my mouth. I moan, desperate for him to be rough with me, to use me, to fuck me. I push my head towards him, eager and hungry for more. He thrusts forward again, all the way until his balls hit me in the face.

He picks up speed, grunting and moaning, pulling all the way out, and driving it all the way back in, over and over. I catch a breath each time he pulls out, desperate for air, but even more desperate for him to use me like his. I'm hungry for him, hungry for his cock, hungry for his cum. My wife is picking up speed, grinding and bouncing on my dick, moaning and screaming. Ordering him to fuck me, to use me. She scratches at my chest, pinching my nipples. She calls me her good boy, telling us how hot it is watching me take his dick all the way.

He wraps his hands around my neck, choking me, feeling his cock bulging through my neck. He's choking me with both hands and his cock, holding me down so he can fuck my throat even harder. My wife releases my wrists and reaches up, joining him, wrapping her hands around my neck as well. She moans about how hot it is feeling his cock fucking my throat, and urges him to fuck me harder. I lose myself in the ecstasy of all 4 of their hands squeezing my neck, feeling his enormous cock sliding in and out of my throat, gagging me, choking me. She squeezes my neck harder and I feel her perfect body squeezing my dick as she reaches her third orgasm, screaming and shaking on top of me.

She recovered quickly, and starts bouncing up and down on my cock, riding me hard while they both hold me down by the throat. I reach my hands over my head, reaching for his ass, squeezing it, pulling him into me. I can't get enough, the thrill of submitting to him while my wife watches him abuse my mouth and throat. The feel of his balls slapping my face as he fucks my mouth. Listening to her moaning, him grunting, the two of them a calling me names, using me. I feel my own orgasm building up as she rides faster and faster. I dig my nails into his ass as I explode into her, cumming for what feels like forever, my screams muffled by his cock pushing deep into my throat, distorted into high pitched groans everytime he pulls out..

My screams seem to push him over the edge as he grunts loudly, and aggressively forces his massive cock deeper than ever, his hands squeezing my neck, and his balls pushing into my face. He holds it there as deep as he can, and I feel his cock throbbing, twitching inside of me. His warm cum going directly down my throat and into my stomach. I can't breathe as he feeds me his cum, but I don't care, pleasuring his magnificent penis is the only thing that matters. I hold as long as I can, desperate to please, desperate to properly worship this enormous cock buried deep in me, hungrily taking his cum. I try to move my throat muscles, to squeeze every drop out. The two of them still squeezing their hands around my neck.

I feel myself getting light headed and finally give up, tapping my fingers on his ass. He pulls out and I gasp hungrily for air, panting, a trail of cum connecting his cock to my face. My wife smiles at me, my red face a mess of sweat, tears, drool, and cum. She grabs his cock and pulls it towards her, taking it in her mouth and licking it clean. His balls are above my face again so I happily take them both in my mouth and gently suck on them. He moans and shivers while we both gently clean him off. She looks down and kisses me, feeding me what's left of his cum. She then scoots herself up until she's sitting on my face, grinding, feeding me my own cum as it drips out of her. I hungrily lick her clean, swallowing as much as I possibly can as the two of them kiss, making out above me. Finally the they lay down on the bed, pulling me up in between them.

The three of us lay there, panting, gasping. my throat and jaw sore, my neck bruised and tender, and will be for days. A testament to my fantasies being fulfilled tonight. A towel appears and cleans me off before being discarded. We all cuddle on the bed, holding eachother, caressing eachother, groping eachother, kissing eachother. I find his cock and hold it, whispering how much I love it, and how badly I needed it tonight. I stay holding it, keeping it in my hand, never wanting to let it go. My wife notices and giggles at me. They both take turns whispering in my ear, "Good boy" over and over as we drift off.