San Diego Pt. 04

Two Weeks Later

Mike

"Hey babe, I'm gonna lie down for a while," Ally said, poking her head out from our bedroom.

"Okay. Are you feeling alright?"

She blushed, a hint of a smirk playing at the corner of her lips as she answered. "Yeah, I feel okay. I just wanted to let you know that I'm going to have a little alone time."

My heart skipped a beat when I realized what she meant. She was going to pleasure herself, possibly with Ben's help, and she was basically telling me to wait in the other room.

It was all I could do to hold back a groan as I sputtered out a response.

"Sure, have fun, baby."

"I will," she said, blushing and smirking, before disappearing back into the room and closing the door.

Fuck. For several moments, I just stood there, stunned still. Other than my cock, which throbbed and twitched in my pants.

As strange as it might sound, the overwhelming feeling I had, besides the obvious horniness, was pride. I felt so proud of my amazing, sexy minx of a wife, for gaining confidence with our sharing arrangement, and for taking what she wanted, when she wanted it. It made me feel good to know that she trusted me and our relationship enough to go for it and tease me with it, even.

Cautiously stepping closer to the door, I turned my head to press my ear up against it. I couldn't make out everything that was said, just the authoritative tone of Ben's voice and Ally's breathy responses.

Wanting to hear more, I dashed around the apartment, turning off everything that was making noise: the fan, the TV, the dishwasher. Then I returned to the bedroom door and listened again, making out some of their dirty talk and then the sound of one of Ally's toys buzzing to life.

"Show me how wet you are," Ben commanded through the phone.

"Okay," Ally complied easily, and I imagined her moving the phone down toward her pussy to show him her glistening lips.

"Fuck, I can't wait to feel that again. Rub your toy up and down along your slit. I want to hear the wet sounds it makes."

Ally sighed and moaned as she presumably followed instructions, pleasing herself and giving Ben what he wanted.

"Good girl, just like that. Coat my cock in your wetness. Get me ready to stretch that tight, wet pussy."

"Yess!" Ally moaned. "I need to feel you."

Again, I had to stifle a groan as I listened to my wife begging for another guy's cock. I squeezed my erection, feeling like a teenager about to cum in my pants. I didn't want it to happen like that, though. I wanted to save it for Ally. For after, to claim her back from my friend and coworker once again.

So, still throbbing, I busied myself doing other things around the apartment. I left the TV and fan off, ensuring I could still hear the sounds of Ally and Ben's pleasure from time to time as I imagined what they might be doing, what Ben might be seeing. I felt the same thrilling, intense mix of jealousy and arousal that was already getting quite addicting.

Ally

After ending the FaceTime call with Ben, I pulled on my robe and headed out into the apartment to get some water and check on Mike.

I found him in the kitchen putting away dishes. Though as soon as I entered the room, I had his full attention.

Feeling his eyes on me, I bit my lip and toyed with him a little more, taking my time to fill my water bottle at the fridge and struggling to hide a smile as my cheeks burned.

When I finally turned to face him and met his eyes, the intense look on his face captivated me, and I couldn't look away.

"Look at you," he said, a wild look in his eyes. "Messy hair, flushed face. Did my little slut cum hard?"

I shivered as another wave of arousal coursed through me, pebbling my nipples and causing fresh wetness between my legs.

"Maybe," I teased as I contemplated what, or how much, to tell him.

Mike smirked back at me, then suddenly crossed the kitchen to me and pinned me up against the counter with one hand around my throat.

I gasped and moaned, squirming between him and the cabinets.

With his other hand, Mike grabbed my right wrist and lifted it up to sniff my fingers. "Did you use these?"

Fuck. I nodded my answer, clenching, squirming, and moaning in his arms as I braced myself for what I knew was coming next.

I watched as he pressed my fingers into his mouth, wrapping his lips around them, sucking and swirling his tongue around them and moaning.

"Ohh fuck, Mike," I whimpered, my pussy throbbing.

Then he pulled back suddenly, and I heard the slap before I felt it sting across my cheek.

I gasped before a deep growl rose from deep in my belly. My nails scratched his skin through his t-shirt as I clawed at him, then gripped it in my fists to tug him closer, even as he pinned me against the counter with his hips.

"Pleeeease," I begged, grinding on him, practically climbing him like a tree as he squeezed tighter around my neck.

"Such a slut. Begging for my cock after you just came with another guy," Mike taunted, though there was only heat in his eyes.

Shameless, I was about to try begging again when Mike suddenly spun me around against the counter. He flipped my robe up over my ass, tugged my panties down, and pushed down on my back to bend me over the counter, all within the space of one ragged breath. Then he knelt down behind me, spreading my ass with his hands as he dove into my pussy, tongue-first.

"Ohhh fuck!" I groaned loudly, ears ringing and distorting my perception of volume.

"You taste so sweet, Ally," he mumbled into me without pulling back.

I couldn't help imagining Mike going down on me like that after I was with Ben, and the thought that he might do it, tasting another man's cum in my pussy, made me absolutely fucking feral.

I pressed back with my hips, grinding on his face as I moaned and cursed.

Sensing I was close already, Mike matched my energy, adding two fingers, thrusting, curling, and rubbing inside me as he lapped at my clit and squeezed and slapped my ass.

Then, when he pulled back and gave my clit a sudden, hard slap, I came apart, screaming through my orgasm as Mike resumed pressure with his tongue, his fingers fucking me hard and fast.

When my orgasm finally dissipated, Mike growled and pulled back, standing up behind me and lifting one of my legs until my knee rested on the counter. He pushed into me hard and fast with one thrust and didn't let up, gripping my hips and pounding away.

"I don't care how sore you are from fucking Ben, you're going to take my cock and feel my cum seeping out of you all day, dripping down your thighs."

"Ohh, fuuck! Yessss, don't stop! Make me take it all!" I moaned, clenching around his cock already.

"Unnh fuck," Mike grunted, fingers digging into my hips as he slowed down, thrusting hard and deep. "Whose pussy is this, Ally?"

I hesitated just a moment, wondering what Mike's motive was for asking that question again, in the present circumstances. But I didn't want to take us out of the moment, so I answered how I thought he'd want me to.

"It's yours!"

"Is it just mine for now, while I'm fucking you? Or is it always mine?"

Uh oh. Alarm bells started going off in my mind. Still, I tried to keep us in the moment. "No, it's always yours!"

"Is that what you tell him, too?"

Fuck. I moaned and cursed, but didn't answer, no longer sure what I should say as I felt things going south, getting awkward.

Mike must've felt it too, because he was the one to pull us back out of it, as he kept fucking me.

"I love claiming your slutty pussy back from him. I've been throbbing since you told me to wait. Hearing you, wondering what you were doing."

"Yeah, it turned me on knowing you were listening," I said, eager to recover the playful tone in our dirty talk.

"Yeah?"

"Yesss! I want you to watch. I want to look at you as he's sliding his cock into me. I want to see you watching as he fucks me and makes me cum on his cock. I want to see how much it turns you on."

"Fuck!" Mike groaned, slowing again. "So fucking much."

That thought caused me to clench around him again, squeezing his cock. "Don't stop! I'm gonna cum as I imagine it! Fuck, you feel so good!"

He growled and grunted as he continued thrusting, giving it everything he had and barely hanging on.

"Oh fuck Ally, I'm cumming!" he groaned, the first hot spurt of cum shooting into me before he could even get the words out.

I moaned and reached down to rub my clit fast and hard, cumming with him as he emptied himself inside me.

"God," Mike groaned as I milked the rest of the cum from his dick.

He kept thrusting a few more times through my orgasm, pushing his cum deeper inside me. Then he pulled back slowly, spreading my ass and watching as it dripped out, using his thumb to push as much as he could back inside.

"I want you to feel my cum inside you for the rest of the day. Maybe that'll help you remember whose pussy this is," Mike said, pulling my panties back up and my robe back down.

My face flushed as I thought about how Ben had picked out the underwear I wore, which Mike didn't know about. That made the whole thing feel much naughtier, and, I had to admit, more exciting. I debated telling him the truth, but opted against it.

I still wasn't sure what to think or say about the whole, "Whose pussy?" thing, but I let it go for the time being as I mulled it over.

***

Later that night, after dinner, Mike and I sat on the couch watching TV. He had his arm around my shoulders as I leaned into him, tilting my head up for a kiss now and then until it built up to making out, our hands wandering.

"I can't stop thinking about how hot that was earlier," Mike said, trailing his lips down my jawline to my neck.

"Yeah, it was fun seeing how turned on you got," I answered, smirking and moaning as I felt his teeth scrape against my skin.

"I really did. I can't wait to try the real thing when Ben visits next week."

"Yeah, I'm excited, too," I admitted, smiling and squeezing around him. "What do you think you'll want to do when he's here?"

"I want to do everything we've talked about doing."

"Yeah?" I asked, pulling back just slightly.

"Definitely," Mike answered with a reassuring smile. "I want to watch you with him, and share you with him, if you want to try having both of us at once. And if you want to do anything with him on your own, that's okay, too."

"Are you sure?" I asked, pulling back a little further.

"Yeah, if you want to."

I nodded, mulling over how I should bring up the concern that came up for me earlier.

"What is it?" Mike asked, before I could settle on the right words.

"It felt a little weird earlier, with the whole, 'Whose pussy is this?' thing."

"Weird how?" he asked, trailing his fingers over my upper arm.

"The way you asked, I guess. You were so intense, and it just made me wonder if it was just a heat-of-the-moment thing, like dirty talk, or if it was more than that. It felt kind of like a loaded question to me."

Rather than responding right away, Mike took a moment to contemplate, and I allowed myself to let out the breath I didn't realize I'd been holding. It felt good to put my thoughts out there like that.

"Well, I mean, I do have jealous feelings. I can't deny that. I guess it's possible some of my insecurity got mixed into what I intended as dirty talk," he admitted after a minute. "But I haven't been lying to you about how I feel about all of it. The excitement is stronger than the jealousy. I like the dynamic we have going with Ben. And I really did get insanely turned on earlier, with the way you just asserted yourself and told me what you were going to do, making me wait. I absolutely loved that! I hope I'm making it obvious how much I want to do this, not just for you, but for myself, too."

By the time he finished speaking, his hand had slid up my thigh to my ass, squeezing and groping as if to drive his point home.

"You are," I agreed, blushing. But I needed to push just a little more to make sure I aired out all of my insecurities. "You're sure you're okay with it, even without knowing everything? Or do you want me to tell you more of it? Or all of it?"

Mike took another minute to think, and I could see that he was taking the conversation seriously and giving me honest, thought-out responses.

"No," he finally said, shaking his head. "I don't feel like I need to know all of it. I do like that it's your own experience. I want that for you."

It felt almost too good to be true, what Mike was telling me. But the way he said it so plainly left little room for doubt that he meant it.

Then another thought crossed my mind.

"Do you want that for yourself, too? With someone else?"

Mike smirked. "I'm not saying that wouldn't be fun, but I'm okay with it just being this for now. If it would make you uncomfortable for me to be with someone else, it obviously wouldn't be worth it for me. I know the reason this works is that it's exciting for both of us."

I nodded, agreeing with him. I honestly wasn't sure how I'd feel about him being with another woman, but I didn't feel immediately opposed to it. I let it go for the time being, though.

"I know that's the most important part of it, and that the whole 'claiming me back' thing is part of the turn on for you. But-"

"And you enjoy that too," Mike said, the statement coming out with a slightly questioning intonation.

"And I enjoy it too," I agreed, smiling. "But I'm also hearing you say that you want me to have the freedom to enjoy myself with others. So that makes it feel kind of confusing to answer the, 'Whose pussy is this?' question, unless we agree that it's part of the dynamic and just dirty talk. Because my actual answer is that you don't own my pussy and neither does Ben. It's mine to give to whoever I want. I'm with you and married to you and giving you my pussy daily because it's what I choose, not because you own it or me."

"I agree," Mike said, a huge grin on his face. "I love knowing that you're choosing me, and if that ever changes, I want to know about it. It would hurt like hell if your feelings changed, and you decided that there's someone else you want to be with more. But I would never want to think that you were only staying with me out of obligation or anything like that. I just want you to be the happiest, fullest version of yourself and to have everything you want from life, with me and with anyone else you want around."

After hearing all that, my smile took over, and I finally allowed myself to believe that he really meant everything he'd been telling me. It made me feel like the luckiest person alive.

"Thank you," I said, snuggling closer and laying a leg over his lap as I pulled him into another kiss. "Thank you for trusting me and encouraging me. You're an amazing partner. I love you so much."

"I love you too, baby," Mike said, sliding a hand between my legs and pressing in to rub me through my shorts as he kissed me again.

I gasped and moaned into him as he touched me, reaching out to feel his hard cock through his sweatpants, squeezing my hand around him and causing a groan.

"Being with you still feels so exciting after all this time, baby. And if anything, changing things up is just making that more true. Do you feel it, too?" Mike asked, tugging on the tie at the waist of my shorts and then slipping his hand inside them and into my panties.

"Yess!" I moaned, grinding on his hand.

"I didn't think it was possible to love you more than I already did, but I do. Every fucking day, I do."

Just as he finished speaking, Mike slid two fingers into me. The wetness coating my opening allowed him to push deep right away.

"Oh fuc-!" I gasped until Mike cut off my moan with another kiss, rubbing and thrusting.

Then he slid down to his knees in front of me, tugging my shorts down and settling in with his head between my legs. He added his mouth to the mix, and didn't bother with teasing since I was already combing my fingers into his hair, ready to grind on his face. He swirled his tongue around my throbbing clit, alternating a flicking pattern with sucking as he continued stroking my g-spot with two fingers.

I moaned, looking into his eyes and playing with his hair, my thighs already quivering. I tried resisting the urge to take control right away, wanting to feel more pleasure from his mouth on my pussy and the warm tingles I was getting from our eye contact.

"That feels so fucking good," I moaned.

Mike's responding growl caused a delicious vibration against my clit that nearly sent me over.

"Oh god!" I yelped, arching my hips suddenly.

The need to cum became too strong, and I pressed Mike's head down, holding him in place just where I needed him as I rocked my hips, rubbing my clit onto his lips and tongue to create the friction I needed. I came in almost no time, suddenly spasming and yelling out, back arching.

Mike groaned and dove in to take over, pinning my hips down with a bruising grip as he kept licking and sucking.

"Fuck," I muttered, once I could form words again.

Mike smiled up from between my legs, his face slick with my juices.

"You taste so good, baby," he said, still rubbing and squeezing my thighs, hips, and the side of my ass as I shivered and continued writhing.

"Let me see," I said, smiling down at him and cupping his cheek to pull him up to kiss me.

I moaned as I sucked on his lip and tasted myself, guiding him to sit down beside me on the couch, getting lost in the kiss as our hands roamed and groped feverishly, tugging each other closer until I was all but in his lap, rubbing his hard cock through his sweatpants.

I resisted the urge to straddle him just yet, though. Instead, I slid down to my knees, tugging his sweatpants and boxer briefs all the way down and off, watching as his hard cock sprung free. I spread his legs wide as I knelt between them, wrapping my hand around his erection and giving it a gentle squeeze as I began slowly stroking.

With a hungry growl, I dropped to swirl my tongue around his head, cleaning up the clear pre-cum that was already beading at his tip. Then I rubbed my lips over the smooth part of his head and my tongue over his slit, hoping for more of a taste.

"Oh, shit!" Mike yelped, leaning up suddenly, his hands on my head. "Easy, babe."

I moaned and reluctantly pulled back.

"Sorry," I said, the sinister smirk on my face letting him know I wasn't that sorry.

Still, I took it a little more slowly as I continued, licking and rubbing my lips along his shaft as I stroked him, making my way down to his balls. I started with a few teasing licks before pressing my tongue flat against them and licking, then gently sucking them into my mouth, massaging them with my lips and tongue and moaning, burying my face against him.

"Ohhhh fuck," Mike growled, his cock twitching in my hand.

I opened my eyes and smiled up at him, knowing he'd only be able to see the twinkle in my eyes.

"God, that's so good," he said, almost laughing.

He brought his hands to my head again, gently caressing and combing my hair back as he watched me.

I moaned and slipped his balls out of my mouth, only to slide lower, licking and rubbing underneath them as they rested on my face.

"Jesus fucking Christ!" Mike growled. "This is the best fucking feeling. God, you feel sooooo good, Ally. I can't wait to watch you doing this to Ben, knowing how fucking good it feels. Your powers definitely need to be shared."

That made me laugh, chuckling into him as I kept worshipping his balls and taint.

"I'm serious," Mike said, smiling down at me and chuckling a little, too. "You have too much talent to be wasted on one cock."

"It's hardly wasted," I protested, pulling back as I continued stroking slowly. "You appreciate the attention, don't you?"

"Fuck yes, I do. But it's time to share the love."

"I guess it's a good thing I feel like I could do this all day."

Mike groaned, pushing my head back down and guiding me back to work. "I wouldn't mind that either."

I moaned into him again, enthusiastically licking and rubbing my tongue over his taint, then dragging it up over his balls and gently taking them into my mouth again from time to time.

Pre-cum streamed down Mike's cock, helping my hand to glide along easily as I stroked him, feeling him throbbing and pulsing in my hand. His whole body coiled with tension, and I knew he was holding on as long as he could.

Moments later, something snapped, and I felt Mike's hand in my hair, roughly gripping a fistful and using that hold to yank me back suddenly.

"Fuck!" he barked, using the hold in my hair to drag me up on top of him. "I need inside you. Now!"

I gasped and moaned as my husband manhandled me into his lap, not letting go of his cock as I straddled him. Without hesitation, I pressed him between my wet lips, sliding him back until I felt the give at my opening.

I eased onto him slowly at first, but Mike had other plans. He let go of my hair and dug his fingers into my hips to hold me in place before forcing himself deep inside me with one hard thrust.

"Ohhhh fuck!" I cried, holding onto his shoulders as my back arched.

"Look at me," Mike ordered, cupping my cheek and angling my face down.

I looked into his eyes and felt him thrust up again, hard and deep. An involuntary smile took over my face as he split me open, and I moaned through the delicious pain and fullness.

It felt crazy. I felt crazy as I started grinding and sliding on his cock, riding him as he kept thrusting deeper, harder, up into me.

Then he reached between our bodies and pressed his thumb onto my clit, rubbing fast.

I brought one hand to meet his and pressed my fingers in too, guiding him and rubbing with him.

"That's it baby, help me make you cum," he groaned, letting me guide him and take what I needed.

All the sensations were too much. In no time, I felt the pleasure rising. My toes curled and my hips bucked involuntarily as I rode him hard, losing control.

"Fuck yes! Cum all over my cock, Ally! Soak me!"

I could barely hear him over my own moans, but I didn't stop until I felt myself going over the edge, blissful tingles spreading from my core throughout my entire body as I surrendered to the pleasure.

Before I finished completely, Mike took back control, holding me and pinning me down against his chest while thrusting up into me hard and fast. He grunted like a wild animal as he took me and filled me with his cum again.

Afterwards, I let myself rest against his chest, feeling his heartbeat against mine, both of us panting.

"Fuck, that was good," Mike said first.

I laughed into his chest before sitting up to look at him.

"That turned me on so much."

"Yeah?"

He nodded, the biggest smile on his face. "I loved it."

"That's good," I said, blushing and smiling, too.

"What are you thinking?"

"I loved it, too," I nodded. "And I love you."

Mike gripped a fistful of my hair and pulled me in to meet his lips for another deep kiss.

"I love you so much, baby," he said, hardly pulling back long enough to get the words out.

I moaned softly into him as we kept kissing, realizing that, with each reassurance Mike gave me, it was getting easier for me to believe that he really wanted everything he said he did, for me, and for himself. The more I felt his reactions, the more I believed he was enjoying it, too, and that I wasn't hurting him with what I did with Ben.

I finally allowed myself to dare to imagine a future full of more fun adventures with Ben and others, too. It was a type of excitement I hadn't felt in so long. I felt like a kid who'd just been surprised with a trip to Disney World. It was pure joy and indulgent pleasure, and I felt overwhelmed with appreciation for Mike, for being so generous and just loving me so much.

I squeezed my body around him affectionately as we continued kissing a bit longer before getting up to shower together before bed.

***

Ben arrived the following weekend. He'd arranged it as a work trip, planning to spend the following work week at the San Francisco office where Mike worked. Because of this, the guys' company paid for a hotel for him, and he invited us to stay there with him on the Friday night when he arrived. We made plans to go out to dinner and then back to the hotel if all went well, as we all had a feeling it would.

Still, I couldn't help feeling some nervous tension as Mike and I rode to the hotel in an Uber that night. It was mostly excitement, but still caused me to feel on edge.

Mike noticed me freaking out and reached over to squeeze my hand.

"Hey," he said, getting my attention and tugging me closer in the back seat of the car to put his arm around me. "The only goal for tonight is to have fun. No pressure."

"I know," I said, nodding and smiling before leaning up to kiss him, feeling so much gratitude for his generosity and care yet again.

Mike lingered, deepening the kiss as he brought his hand to my inner thigh.

I shivered and moaned softly into him, embracing the kiss and pulling him closer, tighter, against me as we pulled up in front of the hotel.

Ben was waiting outside, and came around the car to get in on my other side.

We all said hi, and I shifted on the seat to give Ben a quick hug, Mike's hand still resting on my thigh.

We talked casually at first, as we made the short drive to the restaurant. Ben's flight went smoothly. The hotel seemed nice. Ben and Mike discussed details of some work stuff that they had planned for the following week.

As we talked, Ben rested his hand on my other knee, squeezing and then sliding up my exposed thigh a bit, causing tingles as a shiver raced up my spine. Especially as I felt Mike squeezing my other thigh from his side, too. I already felt overwhelmed by the attention from both guys at once, breathing hard and not knowing whether I should push them back or just embrace it. It felt like too much, and yet I just wanted more.

"I'm so fucking excited to be here," Ben said, leaning in to whisper in my ear. "I haven't stopped thinking about you since San Diego, Ally. I can't wait to feel you again."

I shivered again as I felt his warm breath on my neck, struggling not to moan too loudly.

Spurred on by my reactions, Ben kissed his way up my shoulder and neck, sliding his hand higher up my leg at the same time.

Mike kept rubbing too, but backed off a little to allow Ben's hand between my thighs. In return, he took my hand and placed it on the bulge in his pants, so I could feel how turned on he was.

I let out a breathy sigh, squeezing and rubbing Mike's hard cock through his pants as Ben nipped and sucked on the skin just behind my ear. Fuck, it was going to be a fun night.

"Here we are," the driver announced then, bringing us all back to reality.

We thanked him and got out of the car, and both guys attempted to slyly adjust their erections before heading into the restaurant. I held onto Mike's arm and reached back to lace my fingers with Ben's behind my back as we made our way inside.

We were shown to a table near the bar right away, and I sat between the two guys once again.

"I'm uncomfortably hard already," Ben said, as soon as the hostess walked away and before we'd even glanced at our menus.

We all laughed, and I looked around to make sure we weren't attracting too much attention already before reaching over under the table and sliding my hand up Ben's thigh to rub his bulge.

He covered his mouth with his hands, attempting to hold in a groan.

"That feels so fucking good," he muttered, just loud enough for Mike and I to hear him. "I haven't been able to stop thinking about how good your pussy felt. And tasted. And your mouth on me."

"Pretty addicting, isn't she?" Mike agreed, winking at me.

I smiled. "I can't wait to taste you again, either. And for Mike to watch me take your big cock down my throat."

"Okay, so we're definitely doing the watching thing this time?" Ben asked, glancing between me and Mike.

"I'd like to," I answered.

Mike nodded in agreement, then turned back to me. "What else would you like?"

I blushed and laughed a little. "Well... A lot of things."

"Tell us," Ben demanded, pressing my hand around his cock, encouraging me to squeeze and stroke him.

At the same time, Mike reached over and yanked on my knee, spreading my legs open under the table and sliding his hand up my inner thigh once again.

I gasped, struggling to maintain enough composure in the crowded bar. "It turns me on so much to imagine being with both of you at the same time. Just having both of your attention on me. And your hands and mouths."

"You've got it baby," Mike promised. "Do you want to feel us both inside you at the same time?"

"Yess," I moaned, unable to help myself. "Definitely in my pussy and in my mouth. But maybe we can try the other ways, too."

"Is that good with you?" Mike asked Ben, barely tearing his eyes away from his me as I squirmed, nearly writhing in my seat at that point.

"Definitely," Ben agreed quickly. "I wouldn't mind doing some watching, too."

"Well, no time like the present," Mike said, sliding his hand up higher under my dress until his fingers brushed over the damp fabric of my panties.

I gasped, picking up a menu and holding it up to cover my face, gripping it tightly as Mike stroked along my slit.

A server came over to take our drink orders then, and Mike kept his hand right where it was between my legs, not stopping or letting up as he rubbed me.

As we placed our orders, he hooked a finger into my thong and pulled it to the side. Then his fingers were on my bare pussy, pressing into my wet slit and stroking, curling into me.

"Mike!" I moaned as soon as the server left our side.

"You're so wet, baby," he answered. "I can feel how excited you are to take two cocks at once. My sweet little slutty wife."

I clenched around Mike's fingers, grinding in my seat as much as I dared, helping him get them deeper.

On my other side, I watched Ben adjust himself under the table, stroking and rubbing his erection through his pants. "If we were alone right now, you'd already be taking it."

"Fuuck," I breathed. "I can't wait to feel both of you."

"Being watched is turning you on so much, too, isn't it, baby?" Mike teased, finally reaching the right spot inside my pussy and stroking. "By Ben and maybe some strangers in this bar. You want to cum right here at the table, don't you, my naughty little slut?"

I hunched over the table, unable to answer. Desperately, I held my water glass up to my mouth to cover a moan as my pussy pulsed and gripped Mike's fingers tight.

"I want to watch you cum like this, Ally. I'm so fucking hard for you. I hope you know what you're asking for, because Mike and I aren't going to stop fucking you until you're begging for mercy."

"And maybe not even then," Mike added, forcing his fingers deeper with another thrust and pressing his thumb onto my clit, flicking it back and forth.

"Ohh fuck," I gasped, somehow keeping it just above a whisper.

The server brought our drinks then, and Mike only faltered for a moment with the interruption before picking back up with his fingers, stroking and thrusting inside me, alternating rubbing and flicking patterns on my clit.

"Do you all know what you want to eat yet?" the server asked, standing near the empty seat on the side of the table between Mike and Ben, directly across from where I was so close to cumming on my husband's fingers.

"Do you want the salmon, baby?" Mike asked, helpfully.

"Mmhmm," I nodded, not lifting my eyes from the menu.

The guys placed their orders next, and then the server was off again.

"Rub your tits through your dress," Ben ordered as soon as the server was out of earshot.

I looked at him as I leaned forward with my elbows on the table and crossed my arms over my chest, somewhat slyly rubbing my thumbs over my nipples. Sitting forward like that, I also started grinding in my chair, riding Mike's fingers as he continued stroking, thrusting, and flicking my clit.

"That's it, baby. Be a good slut and cum on my hand right here at the table."

"Oh fuck, I'm going to!" I gasped.

"Fuck," Ben groaned, reaching under the table to touch me again, rubbing his way up my thigh.

Within moments of having both guys' hands on me again, I broke, struggling not to yell out or writhe too obviously in my chair. I made fists with my hands and felt my nails digging into my palms as I cursed under my breath, keeping my head bowed and biting my lip through an intense orgasm.

Every part of me clenched and tightened down to my toes, curling in my shoes. Afterwards, the pleasure that flowed through me as my body relaxed felt so intense.

Mike eased up with his thrusts and gradually eased his fingers out of me. Ben squeezed my leg just above my knee, rubbing with his thumb.

I heard both guys talking, but their voices were distorted as my ears rang, muffling all the sound in the restaurant temporarily, as if I was underwater. Another effect of the intense orgasm.

"Are you okay, baby?" Mike asked then, leaning in to kiss my cheek and whisper in my ear.

I nodded, smiling and taking my time to recover. "So good."

That made him chuckle as I turned to kiss him properly.

"Thank you," I said once I pulled back, smiling dreamily.

"My pleasure, baby," Mike said, squeezing my leg again affectionately.

Then I took a big gulp of my cocktail as I finally raised my eyes to look around the bar, wondering if I'd catch anyone's eyes or get any hint that other patrons had noticed anything.

The sexual tension was thick in the air over the table as we rushed through our meal. Mike asked for the check as soon as our food was delivered, and we ended up taking most of it to go, all too eager to get back to the hotel.

There was less talking and more groping on the Uber ride back. I rubbed both guys' hard cocks through their pants, and Ben slid his hand up my dress to feel my wetness.

"Take your thong off," he said, whispering the order into my ear.

I sighed and tried my best to casually wiggle out of my panties without lifting my dress.

Ben helped to tug them down and retrieve them from around my ankles, shoving them into his pocket before replacing his hand up my skirt and kissing me, moaning into me as he felt my wetness.

After a few moments, Mike slid a hand into my hair and gripped a fistful, tugging me back to him and kissing me deeply right away.

We put on quite a show for the Uber driver, both guys' hands on me as they took turns claiming my mouth. I couldn't help myself. It felt too good. And I knew I could no longer deny that having the audience only excited me more.

Once at the hotel, we basically sprinted to the elevators, none of us bothering to hide our arousal any longer.

We got an elevator to ourselves and the guys sandwiched me between them, kissing, groping, and working on getting clothes unzipped and unbuttoned already.

We barely made it inside the room before my dress hit the floor, followed quickly by the guys' shirts, pants, and underwear.

"My turn to make you cum," Ben said, urging me to lie down on the bed near the edge and tugging my legs open.

I gasped and moaned as I watched him kneel on the carpet between my legs, diving into my pussy tongue first. My back arched right away, and I touched myself, running my hands over my chest and squeezing my breasts, pinching my nipples.

When I opened my eyes again and looked up to watch as Ben devoured my pussy, I noticed Mike had taken a seat in a desk chair just across the room.

He had an intense look on his face as he watched and stroked his cock, and smiled at me as our eyes met.

I couldn't help smiling back, then moaning loudly as Ben sucked on my clit.

He added fingers, curling them into me and stroking as he moaned into my pussy, his lips and tongue teasing my clit.

"Ohhhh fuck!" I gasped, throwing my head back as my whole body arched off the bed.

I held Ben's head down, grinding my pussy on his face, and forced my eyes back open to look at Mike as I felt myself losing control.

Mike squeezed his hand around his erection as he watched me cum on Ben's face, listening to my loud moans and yells as another man made me cum. He groaned, and I could tell he was struggling to hold on to control.

As soon as my body relaxed, Ben got up and knelt on the bed between my legs, pulling me into a deep kiss.

I moaned into him, sucking on his tongue and bottom lip to taste myself as I reached for his cock, wrapping one hand around his throbbing shaft and cupping his balls with the other.

Ben groaned and guided my head down to take him into my mouth. As soon as my warm lips and wet tongue enveloped him, Ben lost it, grunting and thrusting down my throat as he pushed my head down, forcing me to take him deep.

I moaned and gagged, choking on Ben's cock and pushing back instinctively.

He allowed me to take a breath before pushing me back down for more, reaching down to rub and finger my pussy some more as he fucked my face.

"God, you're such a hot slut, Ally," Ben groaned. "It turned me on so much the way you couldn't resist my cock in San Diego. Sucking and fucking me before you even got permission."

I still had some worry that the reminder that I had made the choice to cheat with Ben would cause some tension with Mike.

But he surprised me yet again by saying, "She never needed permission."

I pulled back from Ben's cock to look at my husband, who smiled and winked at me. I smiled back, even as I felt tears and saliva streaming down my face. It felt like a nod to our earlier conversation about Mike's, "Who's pussy is this?" questioning, and maybe Mike's way of showing me again that he got what I was trying to say and really felt the same way.

"Fair enough," Ben chuckled, guiding me back down onto his cock.

Once he'd edged himself with my mouth almost to the point of cumming down my throat, he eased out of me and moved back to stand at the end of the bed, grabbing me by the ankles and dragging me so that my hips lined up to the edge. Then he pushed my legs up and back against my chest and brought one knee up on the bed beside me, leaning over me as he slid his bare cock into my pussy.

I didn't realize until that moment that Mike and I hadn't actually talked about whether Ben would use condoms, or even whether he had the first time, the weekend in San Diego. I wasn't sure if it would be an issue for Mike, but felt guilty that I hadn't asked. Then again, I had asked him if he wanted to know any other details, and he'd said no.

A quick glance in Mike's direction let me know he didn't seem to be upset by it, as he continued stroking his cock, watching us with an intense look in his eyes. I had to admit; it felt more exciting to feel Ben just going for it, knowing that he would cum inside my pussy as my husband watched, and that Mike would know that he had done so last time, too.

Ben brought me out of my thoughts then, gripping my hips, his fingers digging in as he changed up his angle, causing more friction against my g-spot with each thrust.

"Oh, fuck!" I moaned, gripping the comforter in my fists as my back arched and I built up to another orgasm.

"Good girl," Ben groaned, thrusting methodically. "Cum again for me."

I felt a flush rising in my cheeks yet again, moaning and yelling out uncontrollably as I struggled not to move too much, wanting to feel more of the delicious friction from Ben's cock.

"God, that's so hot. Good job, man. It looks like you've already figured out how she needs to be fucked, even after just a day," Mike commented as I came on his coworker's cock, somehow without a hint of jealousy in his tone.

Ben groaned, easing off gradually with his thrusts.

"She's fun to figure out," he panted, smiling. "It's a nod to your relationship, if anything. It's really cool that you're both so open with each other."

As my body finally relaxed, I turned to look at Mike as he watched me and stroked his cock. It was almost strange to hear the guys having such a casual conversation about fucking me, and yet I knew that was the reason this arrangement seemed to work. Like Ben said, and like Mike and I had discussed before, open communication really was the most important factor. I could see that clearly now.

Smiling, I reached out for him, inviting him closer.

Mike smiled and moved closer until he could hold my hand, sitting on the bed beside me. "You look so sexy cumming on his cock, babe."

His words did something to me, causing me to moan and my back to arch, my pussy clenching around Ben's rock-hard cock yet again.

Ben cupped my face then, bringing my attention back to him even as Mike and I continued holding hands. Once my eyes were on him again, he slipped his hand down to my throat, squeezing as he changed angles again, fucking me faster and hammering against my g-spot.

"Be a good hotwife and cum again on my cock, Ally. Cum again for me. Show Ben how much you need it."

"Fuck!" I yelped, the curse coming out strained as Ben's hand squeezed around my throat.

I lost it in almost no time, arching and cumming on him again as ordered.

Ben grunted and kept going, fucking me through my orgasm.

"That's it, Ally. You're such a good girl for me. I'm going to fill your married pussy, and you're going to take it all, aren't you? Another man's cum filling your slutty hotwife pussy."

I screamed and yelled out my responses to Ben's dirty talk, feeling myself building up yet again as he pounded so deep inside me, fucking me hard and fast. "Fuck! Oh fuck! Yess! Fuck me! Fill my pussy, I want it. Yes!!! I want your cum inside of me! Make me take it all! Please!"

Ben kept going until he lost control, spasming and growling as he slammed into me and shot several hot spurts of cum deep inside.

After, Ben pulled out slowly, smiling down at me and breathing hard as he leaned in to kiss me. Then he moved to kneel beside me and guided my head to the side to clean his cock.

I held my knees back as I licked and sucked Ben's cock clean, moaning around him as I felt his cum dripping out of my pussy, knowing Mike must be getting a good show.

As soon as the thought crossed my mind, Mike was there, moving in and kissing the backs of my thighs.

I gasped and pulled back from Ben's cock, looking up at my husband and smiling, feeling almost giddy.

That feeling only intensified as Mike leaned over to kiss me. I moaned and kissed him back, knowing he must be tasting Ben's cum on my lips and tongue. Tasting my cum and Ben's together. Despite all the orgasms I'd already had, the thought made me squirm and clench yet again as I wrapped my arms and legs around my husband and squeezed him tight.

Mike moaned too, sucking on my tongue and lip, feeling my reactions and how much it clearly turned me on. Then he slid down to his knees before me and held my thighs back as he leaned in and pressed his tongue to my slit, licking all the way up from my opening to my clit.

"Ohhhh fuck! Holy shit, Mike!" I cursed, gasping and squeezing my thighs around his head.

He chuckled a little as he pushed my thighs back open, holding them back as he continued licking and sucking on my lips, then slid his tongue into my opening, eating Ben's creampie out of me.

It was hotter than I had even imagined. I hadn't wanted to get my hopes up that Mike would want to go down on me like this, but once the thought had crossed my mind in the kitchen the week before, I hadn't been able to stop thinking about it, either. Feeling his mouth on my creamy pussy and watching him lick up Ben's cum was so insanely hot and turned me on so much. I felt like I had to tell him so, just in case I wasn't making it obvious with my reactions already.

"Baby... that's so fucking hot."

Mike just moaned and kept at it, taking his time to lick and suck on my folds as he stroked his throbbing hard cock.

"Fuck yeah it is," Ben agreed, watching and stroking his cock as he got hard again.

"After you cum on my face, it's my turn. Then I'm going to eat my cum out of you, too."

"Yess!" I moaned, arching and thrusting my hips, grinding my pussy onto my husband's lips and tongue.

Mike kept licking, sucking, and flicking with his tongue, and didn't stop until I came on his face as promised.

Before I had a chance to relax, he stood up and flipped me over onto my hands and knees, manhandling me into a doggy position. As he leaned over me and pressed his cock into my messy pussy, he pressed down on the back of my head, pinning me down against the mattress.

"Rub your clit. Cum again with me, baby," Mike ordered, slamming my hips forward and causing my ass to ripple with each hard thrust.

I moaned and cursed, rubbing my clit fast, feeling wetness from Mike's saliva and maybe some remnants of Ben's cum.

Mike released his hold on my head in order to hold me by my hips, and I looked up at Ben, watching him stroke his once again hard cock.

"Come here," I beckoned, patting the bed in front of me.

Ben made quick eye contact with Mike, who nodded his permission. Then he moved onto the bed to get into position in front of me so that I could suck him as Mike fucked me.

"Fuck yeah, that feels so good," Ben groaned as my warm lips slid down his hard shaft.

He held my hair back, guiding my head and groaning as I sucked him, rubbing along the underside of his cock with my tongue as Mike's thrusts jostled me forward into Ben's lap.

He growled and pushed my head down further, holding me down on his lap as he reached around to rub my clit.

My moans were muffled as I gagged on his cock as I reached back to help Ben find the right spot, holding his fingers down on my clit and rubbing with him to help him get the tempo and pressure right.

Then I leaned down further to lick and suck on Ben's balls as he kept rubbing my clit and Mike kept fucking me, all of us moaning and cursing.

"Fucking cum, Ally! Be a good, slutty wife and cum on my cock so I can fill you up with another load!"

With just a few more thrusts, I followed Mike's command, cumming hard and moaning and yelling into Ben's lap.

"Oh, fuck!" Mike yelled, grunting as my pussy clenched and squeezed around him. He held onto my hips and kept thrusting with each pulse of his cock as he emptied spurt after spurt of cum deep inside me.

Mike took his time before pulling out, moaning and apparently luxuriating in the feeling of his wife's cum-filled pussy wrapped around his softening cock. Then he slid back down to his knees behind me and leaned in to clean my pussy again, as promised.

I moaned onto Ben's cock as I felt Mike's tongue massaging my swollen lips and slit. It felt glorious as I recovered from the hard pounding each of the guys had given me.

"That feels so amazing, baby," I said, looking back over my shoulder at Mike, wanting to encourage him and express my appreciation.

"Good, because I could do this all night."

"Be careful what you offer. I might let you," I teased.

We all shifted positions slightly, so that I could lie back and relax. Ben sat back against the headboard, and I rested my head on his thigh, still casually playing with his cock and balls, stroking, licking, and sucking here and there. Mike lay on his stomach between my legs, gradually getting hard again as he massaged and licked me while we talked.

"How are you feeling?" Mike asked, smiling up at me and squeezing my thigh.

"So amazing," I gushed, smiling back and reaching for him, squeezing his hand. "I can't really believe we just did all of that, especially after talking about it for so long, but it felt so good. I still feel so good right now."

"Was that enough for tonight, or do you want to try anything else?"

I thought for a moment. "Well, I still want to try feeling you both together. But saving it for another time is okay, too."

"I'm good to go another round," Ben chimed in, smirking down at me as his cock twitched in my hand, making us laugh.

Mike moved up to lie beside me, combing fingers into my hair and kissing me as I kept stroking and teasing Ben's cock. His hands wandered over my body, his fingers brushing lightly over my pussy and up my stomach before squeezing my breasts and pinching my nipples. Then he followed with his mouth, swirling his tongue around each pink nub and flicking with his tongue before sucking them into his mouth.

I sighed and moaned, feeling Ben shifting down beside me, kissing down my neck to my chest, paying equal attention on my other side.

Both men took their time kissing, touching, and building me up until I was panting and begging for more.

Then Mike got up to get a tube of lube from his bag and a towel from the bathroom. He guided me to get onto my hands and knees again, on top of Ben.

We continued kissing and touching as Mike spread my ass open and started teasing me there, licking in circles around it.

"Ohh fuck," I breathed, moaning into the kiss with Ben.

Mike moaned too, causing vibrations as his lips rubbed over my asshole.

After spending some more time rimming, he brought a finger into the mix, first just rubbing circles around my asshole, following the same patterns he'd made with his tongue.

The attention that Mike was giving to my ass felt so good and was making me so wet. I started grinding my dripping pussy onto Ben's cock, stroking him and guiding him toward my entrance, needing to feel him inside me again.

We groaned together as he slid into me and reached around to help keep my ass spread open for Mike.

Mike sighed and fisted his cock as he watched me riding Ben's cock. Then he continued teasing my ass, rubbing a lubed fingertip in circles around my asshole before tapping on it lightly and then pressing in, applying gentle pressure at first.

I moaned, my back arching as pleasure coursed through me.

Mike knelt up to brace me against his chest, kissing my shoulder and my neck as he pressed his finger gradually deeper. Once he'd gotten in to the first knuckle, he held still, letting me take him deeper on my own as I writhed and pushed back onto him.

"Look how gorgeous you are with both of your holes filled, baby," Mike whispered into my ear, biting down on my lobe as he pressed a second finger into me. "That's it. Take it like a good girl."

Ben groaned under us, thrusting up harder and deeper into my pussy. I wondered if he could feel Mike's fingers rubbing against him through the thin membrane separating my pussy and ass and felt fresh wetness coating Ben's cock at the thought.

Gradually, Mike worked up a rhythm to thrust his fingers in tandem with Ben's cock as I rocked my hips back and forth. It was too much, and yet not enough. I knew what I needed, and didn't hesitate any longer to ask for it.

"Mike!" I gasped breathlessly, thrusting back on his fingers. "I need you. Now!"

He groaned and slipped his fingers out of me, spreading me open again with his hands and just staring at it a moment before dropping to give my ass cheek a playful bite.

"Ow!" I yelped, though it hadn't really hurt.

I laughed as I looked over my shoulder at him and found him smiling back at me.

Then he looked past me at Ben. "Switch places?"

Ben looked surprised, but didn't hesitate to agree to be the one who got to take my ass.

I stayed in place on my knees as the guys shuffled around me on the bed, smiling at Mike as he handed the lube to Ben before settling under me and guided me to slide down onto his hard cock.

"Ohh, god," I moaned, luxuriating in the feeling of his cock filling me.

Ben added some lube to his hand and rubbed it onto his cock, stroking himself and lining up with my asshole. He leaned forward over me, breathing into my neck and kissing me there as he pressed in.

I groaned and cursed, holding still as I felt the thick head of Ben's cock pushing against my asshole. Even after all the pleasurable prep work Mike had done, my opening still felt too tight to allow him in.

I tried arching my back and pushing back onto him, looking back over my shoulder to watch as he used his hand to force his thick cock into my tight hole.

Finally, the head of Ben's cock slipped inside with the aid of the lube and we all groaned together from the sensation.

I waited to feel Ben's hands on my hips, but they didn't come.

"Here," Mike said then, reaching for the towel he'd brought out and handing it up to Ben so that he could wipe his hands off.

"Thanks," Ben said, and we kind of chuckled through the awkward moment.

Then we got right back into it as Ben gripped my hips and pushed gradually deeper into my ass, sliding nearly all the way out and then thrusting slightly deeper each time, easing into me and stretching me enough to accommodate them both.

My face felt like it was on fire. I was so flushed and full and loving every second, moaning and writhing, then leaning down to kiss Mike deeply as I rode him.

Then I sat up and leaned my back against Ben's chest, pulling his hands up from my hips to cup and squeeze my tits as I writhed between them, grinding and squeezing around them both.

"Fuck!" Mike cursed, at the same time as Ben let out a low growl.

They both slowed their movements, not wanting to lose control right away.

But I quickly got impatient, wanting to feel them both thrusting into me more. Harder, faster, deeper. So, I started wiggling and grinding my hips, moving as much as I could between them and encouraging them to pick it up and find a tempo together.

"God damn it, that feels so fucking good," Ben growled, taking my lead and fucking my ass faster.

Mike grunted and thrusted with me too as we all moved together, groping, kissing, sucking, and biting skin wherever we could, grunting and moaning and cursing, getting lost in how good it felt.

"You're taking us both so well, baby," Mike said, holding behind my neck and staring up into me.

"God, you're such a good slut," Ben added. "Good girl. So tight and full. You want all of our cum inside you, don't you? Dripping from both holes?"

"Yesss!" I yelled, moaning and cursing uncontrollably as I felt my orgasm cresting.

Mike's cock rubbed against my g-spot as Ben stimulated the ring of my asshole, rubbing with his thumb as his cock stretched me, giving me all the friction I needed. It felt delicious, like scratching a deep itch.

"Don't fucking stop!" I yelped, losing myself in the sensation.

"You're making it really fucking hard to hold on saying shit like that!" Ben groaned.

I laughed a little, breathlessly, but then went right on begging. "Please! It feels so fucking good!"

Mike leaned up and latched onto my nipples, pinching, sucking, squeezing, and caressing my breasts, adding another sensation that brought me even closer to the edge.

Then he looked up at me, meeting my eyes, and I smiled back. A sudden burst of laughter escaped me, and then I felt tears pricking at my eyes, losing control of my emotions as I got close.

Then Ben dropped his lips onto my neck, kissing, sucking and biting in all my favorite spots, and I lost it.

"Cum, baby," he moaned into my ear, causing an immediate reaction.

My pussy clamped down around Mike's cock, pulsing as I yelled out, bucking and writhing as I came apart between both men. I threw my head back onto Ben's shoulder as I felt them each fucking me harder and faster as they chased their own releases.

Ben got there first, grunting and thrusting as he filled my ass.

Feeling the pulsations from Ben's cock against his own triggered Mike's orgasm within seconds, and more loud groans filled the room as his cum filled my pussy once again.

In the moments after our shared climax, there was only the sound of heavy breathing as we all came down together, carefully separating before flopping down on the bed in sweaty heaps.

"You look pretty satisfied, babe," Mike said after a few moments.

I laughed, realizing I already had a big smile on my face, but didn't open my eyes yet to look back at him. "I am. Very."

After resting for a few minutes, we all got up to get cleaned up. The shower in the hotel room was decently big, so we attempted to all get in at once. We all fit, but it was a tight squeeze as we shifted around to take turns under the showerhead, soaping up and rinsing off.

"Here, let me rinse off real quick and then I'll leave you guys to finish," Ben offered.

"Thanks," Mike said, squeezing my hip.

Once we were alone in the shower, Mike and I smiled together, moving in and wrapping our arms around one another as we stood under the hot water, taking the moment Ben offered us to reconnect after everything.

"I love you so much, baby," I said, cupping Mike's cheek and then sliding my hand back to comb my fingers through his hair.

"I love you, too. So much."

We leaned in together and shared a deep, passionate kiss, moaning into one another.

Mike trailed his fingers down to my pussy, brushing over my puffy, swollen lips before pressing in gently against my clit.

I sighed and pulled him back in for another kiss, moaning into him as he flicked and rubbed my sensitive nub, building me up yet again. I maintained the kiss as long as I could bear to, then pulled back when I felt close to cumming yet again on his fingers.

"You make me feel so lucky, Mike," I breathed, feeling raw, vulnerable passion as I looked up at him.

"I'm the lucky one," he answered quickly, not letting up. "I want you to feel this good every fucking day."

"Baby..." I gasped, my head rolling back as my hips took over, grinding on his fingers.

Mike kept up the pressure and pace, not stopping even as I started writhing and bucking in his arms as I came, until I finally pushed his hand away with a gasp and a smile.

He smiled back at me and reclaimed my lips in a bruising kiss as we held onto one another as tightly as our wet, soapy, slippery bodies would allow.

There were more kisses and whispers of, "I love you," and eventually we finished the shower, washing ourselves and one another.