Route 66

Sunday, March 2

Jess Reaves entered her suburban house, hands full of bags after her latest weekly grocery store trip. As her husband, Nate, helped her put away the purchased items, she told him about an interesting exchange she had at the store.

"I ran into my old college roommate, Lindsey Hayes, at the store."

"Oh, yeah?" Nate's voice indicated his interest level was fairly low.

"Yeah, it was a total blast from the past. Unfortunately, she had some bad news. She just got divorced."

"Oh?" Nate responded in the same, disconnected timbre.

"Her husband, Jack, just kicked her out of her house, and now she's living with her parents while she gets things sorted out."

"That's terrible." Nate said flatly, his tone unchanged.

"I know, can you imagine having to move back in with your parents at 32?!"

"Ugh. That actually does sound awful." Nate answered back, this time much more genuinely, looking at his brunette wife in her pretty green eyes.

"Right. I feel really bad for her. Those two got together during our senior year. I never liked her husband, well, I guess ex-husband now. I always knew that guy was a jerk... I wish I did more to help her. She put on a brave face but she seemed pretty devastated."

Nate thought for a second. "Well, there is nothing you can do about the past now, but maybe you could take her out to dinner? Try to cheer her up a little?"

"Great idea, babe! I'll text her now."

Thursday, March 6

Nate was alone at home, frustrated after watching his favorite team play a rather uninspired period of hockey. He opened his phone during the 2nd intermission.

He had received a text from Jess. She was out with Lindsey.

- "Hey babe, so Lindsey really needs a break from her mom right now. Can I offer to have her stay in our guest bedroom for a couple of days?"

- "Yes, that's fine."

While a fourth line player was telling the TV interviewer that his team needed to 'stick to the game plan' and 'get pucks in deep', Nate added to his text:

- "She isn't crazy, is she?"

- "Lol... We were both a little wild during our college days, but I'm sure she has settled down now, just like me. So, I can offer then?"

Nate looked at his wife's assumptive response and shrugged. He didn't have the greatest feeling about this situation, but knew it was too late to talk his wife out of it now anyway.

- "Yes."

- "Thank you, babe! Lindsey just promised me that she will be on her best behavior! Love you!"

- "Love you too."

Friday, March 7

After a stressful week at work, Nate walked into his living room. Lindsey was on the couch, reading a book.

"Hi Lindsey, I'm Nate, Jess' husband."

Nate got his first glimpse of his wife's college roommate. Lindsey was a beautiful blonde, who clearly didn't mind showing a little skin.

She looked very sexy in a simple zip up grey hoodie, with a pair of very short pink shorts. The casual workout attire showed off her milfy bust, and her toned legs very well.

Nate would be lying if he tried to deny he felt a physical attraction. Lindsey was hot.

"Hi Nate. Thanks for letting me crash here."

"No problem. We're happy to have you."

"Thank you, it really means a lot." Lindsey touched Nate on the arm.

"Hey, I'm not interrupting anything, am I?!" Jess walked into the room. Despite her words, her big smile and sarcastic tone made it clear she was only making a joke.

The group asked each other about the overall quality of their days. Soon, the conversation moved from the immediate past to the immediate future.

"So what's the plan for tonight?" Nate said.

"I think Linds just wants to do a girls night in." Jess said, her eyes darting to her friend to confirm that she was nodding in agreement.

"I was basically going out every night to escape my parents - I need to relax and get wine drunk. It will be just like our college days." Lindsey explained.

"Oh, can you be the best husband ever and pick us up some food, babe?" Jess asked, as she headed to the kitchen to find a bottle of wine. "How about that new Italian place?!"

"Pleeeeeease!" Lindsay added, smiling brightly at Nate. "I bet you Jess might be even willing to thank you with that tight little body of hers!"

"Lindsey!" Jess giggled, feigning outrage.

"How could I ever say no to two such beautiful women?" He took the girls' orders, put it in with Bella Napoli, and got in his car to pick up dinner.

When he returned, Jess and Lindsey were on the couch, giggling. Two half full wine glasses sat on the table. Lindsey was still in her casual athletic wear, and Jess had changed into an oversized faded yellow v-neck T-shirt and pair of black yoga pants.

"Hungry, ladies?" Nate said, as he hung his jacket in the closet.

"Hiiii Naaaaate!" Lindsey answered in a singsongy, flirty fashion.

"Lindsey! That's my husband!" Jess scolded, half heartedly, followed by more girly giggles from both women.

Nate got the feeling the pair were both a bit tipsy.

The women followed Nate into the dining room and began to eat. The room went silent as everyone enjoyed their food. Nate thought he'd break the silence with a basic question.

"How are you feeling today, Lindsey?"

"Honestly?"

"Sure." Nate said between bites of his penne dish.

"If you really want to know, I've actually been feeling really horny. Apparently, it's really common after a divorce."

The room fell silent. "I'm serious..." Lindsey defended. She pulled out her phone and began to read.

"'Feeling intense arousal after a divorce is common and can be attributed to a mix of factors including: a newfound sense of freedom, release from suppressed desires during a troubled marriage, the emotional intensity of the separation, and a natural human need for intimacy and connection which may now feel more readily available after leaving a relationship.' So yeah, that's how I've been feeling, Nate."

Lindsay took another bite of her ravioli. Nate had no idea what to say. He was shocked.

"Apologize to her!" Jess harshly whispered to her husband, accompanied with an aggressive stare filled with imaginary daggers. Nate wondered what on earth he was supposed to be apologizing for.

"Jess, there is no reason to apologize..." Lindsey continued, "I haven't felt this excited since our old college days! In fact, I've been thinking. Maybe it would help me work some of this out of my system if we told your husband some of the more naughty stories about our sorority. Relive some of our naughty adventures."

Nate raised an eyebrow and looked at his wife. Lindsey noticed the thoroughly confused look on his face.

"Oh, Jess... Don't tell me you haven't told him about Alpha Kappa Delta?"

"I didn't know you were in a sorority, Jess." Nate said, sounding curious.

Jess gave no answer, instead opting to look around the room, avoiding eye contact with her college roommate and with her husband.

Lindsey looked toward Nate. "Your wife and I had quite the reputation around campus. You really don't know about 'Route 66' or 'The Starting Five', Nate?" Lindsey still struggling to believe Jess had never told her husband about their college exploits.

Nate shook his head no. His wife looked like she'd just seen a ghost.

"Lindsey... please... don't..." Jess said.

Lindsey ignored her friend. "You don't know about the 'Panty Parties', Nate?"

"What are Panty Parties?" Nate repeated, almost as if he was a contestant on Jeopardy.

"Tell him, Jess." Lindsey sat back in her chair.

"I don't think my husband wants to hear about some stupid college party game we played a long time ago... I don't remember much of it anyway." She took a large swig of wine after finishing her sentence, before shooting Lindsey a 'stop it' look.

Lindsey ignored her friend's plea. "Since wifey can't remember, I'll fill you in, Nate. Jess helped me organize a number of what we called 'Panty Parties' at Alpha Kappa Delta. Imagine this: a bunch of hot sorority girls, dressed in their cutest lingerie, all experimenting with one another."

Nate felt a rush of warmth through his body. "Is this true, Jess?"

Jess kept her eyes on the floor. "It was nothing, just a bunch of coeds being silly..." her voice trailed off, unconfidently.

Lindsey smiled. "I don't know why your wife is being so modest. Lots of girls wanted to get 'silly' with her..."

"I need more wine." Jess got up and headed to the kitchen with her empty glass in hand.

"... including me. After all, her oral skills were very sought after."

Lindsey winked at Nate, knowing the weight of her latest statement.

Nate shifted in his seat. Lindsey took another sip of wine. She could tell Nate was getting very aroused. She let her words sink in, embracing the silent uncomfortably.

While his wife was in the kitchen, pouring herself a large glass of wine, Nate finally worked up the courage to ask more. He whispered to Lindsey. "I just wanted to make sure I heard you right. You... um... were... um... intimate with Jess?"

As Jess walked back into the dining room, Lindsey answered Nate. "Oh yeah. Jess and I fucked all the time back in college..."

"Lindsey!" Jess sounded increasingly short.

"... our mouths were practically attached to each other's pussies."

"Are you trying to embarrass me in front of my husband?" Jess said in a voice that sounded more defeated than angry.

"Calm down, Jess. It's time your husband knows the truth about his cunt munching wife. Don't you agree, hubby?"

Nate's mouth hung open. Jess watched as he slowly began to nod at the truth telling blonde.

"That's what I thought." Lindsey was gaining confidence. She knew she was close to being in full command of the room.

Lindsey put her hand on former roommate's shoulder and spoke to her like she was a child. "See Jess, your husband IS curious. He can't wait to hear about our slutty Alpha Kappa Delta adventures. Especially ones where you called me 'mistress' and your pretty face ended up in between my thighs. But I can understand if you don't want to tell him about our 'Panty Parties'. So instead, you can tell him about MY favorite game to play with you, Route 66."

Jess looked over at her husband. She could see his neck getting red with arousal.

"Lindsey, I'm not sure he's ready for this. He's not as..." Jess gulped as she struggled to find the right words.

"... experienced as you and me."

"Very few are, Jess. Now, I'm quickly losing patience..." The blonde snapped as she stroked Jess' brown hair. "... sit down and tell me and your wonderful, faithful, loving husband all about Route 66. I can tell by the bulge in his pants that he is just dying to know."

Nate watched intently as Jess gathered her thoughts. He was hoping she didn't continue to put up a fight.

"Do you really want to know, Nate? Some of this stuff got pretty wild..."

"Yes, I do." Nate crossed his legs, trying to hide his obvious erection.

With Nate's assurance, Jess started. "Route 66 was a game that Lindsey and I played from time to time when we both... liked a boy." Jess spoke slowly, guarding her words and avoiding eye contact with either person. She was still feeling quite embarrassed to talk about her wild past in front of Nate.

"Good start, Jess. Keep going. How did it work?" Lindsey rapped her fingers on the dining table as she encouraged the married woman to elaborate.

"So after one of us started seeing a guy, we'd invite him to hang out in our room. If we all vibed..."

"... which was almost always..." Lindsey interrupted, smiling at Nate.

"... if we liked him, then we'd ask him if he would like to watch us dance to a song."

"A few guys actually said no!" Lindsey said, shaking her head, excited to tell Nate about the game. "If they only knew what they turned down..."

"So if they were nice and said yes, I'd put on the song 'Route 66' and Lindsey and I would start to dance."

"The Depeche Mode version, right..." Lindsey added.

"... yes, the Beatmasters Remix, specifically," Jess corrected.

"Oh so you DO remember!" Lindsey said excitedly.

"Of course I do. How could I forget Route 66?" Jess said, feeling a little more comfortable. Her eyes darted over to her husband, still afraid he would suddenly turn angry. She was relieved when he smiled back at her, looking somewhere in between curious and aroused.

"So you two started to dance together? Sounds really hot. Tell me more." Nate said assuringly.

"Okay... so Linds and I would get up and dance for the lucky guy. We would start out close and kind of grind into each other... it's sort of hard to explain."

"You know, we could just show him, Jess," Lindsey suggested, followed by a naughty smile. "What do you think, Nate?"

Nate didn't answer. Instead, he pulled out his phone and searched on his favorite music app.

"Found it."

The distinctive drum machine fill that starts the song played through his phone. As Nate turned it up, Lindsey grabbed Jess' hand.

"C'mon, slut. Let's put a show on for your husband." Jess blushed, as she slowly stood to her feet.

Lindsey took the lead, positioning her former roommate's so that Jess' ass was pressed against her crotch and they were both facing Nate.

Lindsey began to sway sexily to the upbeat tempo of the song. She wrapped her arms around Jess' waist and pulled her in tightly, nonverbally encouraging Jess' hips to follow her lead.

Lindsey closed her eyes and spoke in Jess' ear, loudly enough for Nate to overhear. "Tell hubby what would happen next, slut."

As his wife gathered her thoughts, Nate observed their body language. It pointed to a power dynamic in which his wife was used to being called 'slut' by her dominant roommate.

It was a side of Jess that he had never seen before.

"So next, Linds and I would start to kiss each other..."

Lindsey turned Jess' face towards hers and took a kiss. Nothing more than a swift peck, a tease was directed at Mr Reaves as much as Mrs Reaves.

"Like that, Jess?" Lindsey said raspily.

"No.... I remember our kisses were much... longer..." Jess said with a bit of a smirk. The petite brunette looked lovingly up at the slightly taller blonde woman, hoping for more.

"Tell me more, slut."

Jess closed her eyes and attempted to initiate another kiss. Lindsey put her index finger to Jess' lips, stopping her.

"No, Jess. TELL me and hubby more about our kissing. Describe it."

Jess cleared her throat and peeked at her husband, who gave another encouraging look. "... I don't know... we just kinda made out." She said, tucking a strand of her brunette hair behind her ear.

"You can do better than that, slut."

Jess looked up at Lindsey, with a look that nonverbally pleaded, 'No, I can't'.

"Jess, let me help you. Did we have opened or closed mouths?"

"Open..." Jess had a look of relief on her face, not wanting to disappoint the more dominant woman.

"Good. And did we use our tongues?"

"Yes."

"Yes, of course we did." Lindsey turned her attention towards Jess' husband. "Nate, I'm curious, do you have any questions for your wife?"

Nate was surprised by Lindsey's ask. However, he didn't fail himself. Instead, he took full advantage of the situation.

"Can you please demonstrate for me, Jess?"

"Sure." Jess blushed as she spoke. "As long as it's okay with Lindsey."

Lindsey didn't answer. Instead, she took a kiss from Jess.

This one was hard, and far more intense. It featured open mouths and plenty of tongue as previously promised.

Nate shifted in seat. His cock was uncomfortably hard as it strained against his jeans as he watched his wife passionately kiss another woman for the first time.

Jess let out soft moans while Lindsey's hands explored her body, fondling her ass and groping her breasts while they continued to deeply kiss.

Then Lindsey broke the kiss and placed her hand around Jess' throat.

"You are getting wet, aren't you, slut?"

Jess immediately nodded. Nate saw his wife's face was flushed with lust, a look he had only seen while he was deep inside her and she was nearing an orgasm.

Lindsey slipped her hand down to the crotch of Jess' yoga pants. Nate could see Lindsey's hand rub against his wife's sex through the thin material.

Lindsey looked over her shoulder and made eye contact with Nate. "Oh yeah, she is still the same as college. You just have to put your hand around her throat and call her a slut and she starts dripping like a broken faucet."

Then, Lindsey turned her attention back to Jess.

"And you are going to let me suck your husband's cock, aren't you, slut?"

Jess' eyes went wide. She didn't answer immediately.

Lindsey's grip tightened around Jess' throat. "Tell your husband to take his cock out for me. I want to suck cock right now, slut."

Slowly, Jess found the words. "... take... take it out..."

"Take WHAT out?"

"... his cock..."

"Don't tell ME, tell HIM, slut."

Mrs Reaves looked at Mr Reaves. "... take your cock out for Lindsey, baby..."

"Good girl," Lindsey encouraged. She let go of Jess' throat and gave her one last peck on the lips before turning her full attention to Nate.

Nate stood up and fumbled with his belt as Jess dropped to her knees.

As Nate yanked his pants and boxers down, his throbbing seven inches sprung out. His mushroom head was swollen and shiny with precum.

"Mmmmm. Your wife is a very lucky woman, Mr Reaves." Lindsey looked up at Nate and licked her lips as she unzipped her grey hoodie, revealing the lack of a shirt or bra under the athletic material. Her large, milfy breasts, complete with big pink areolas, were on display for the married couple.

Lindsey wrapped her hand around Nate's shaft and guided it so it was vertical. She then slowly dragged her tongue from where his shaft meets his balls all the way to his tip, eager to show off her well practiced fellatio skills.

"Mmmmm. This is so fucking hot..." Lindsey said, taking another lick.

"Fuuuuckkkk..." Nate moaned softly, savoring the sensation. Like many couples, the longer their marriage aged, the less frequent blowjobs became.

Lindsey opened wide and took Nate's cock deep into her mouth. She bobbed up and down, then popped it out of her mouth with a bit of drama.

She looked over her shoulder at Jess. "Why don't you tell hubby here why we called it Route 66, slut?"

Lindsey resumed orally pleasuring Nate.

Jess moved in closer to the pair. She wrapped her arms around Nate and gave him a short, sweet kiss.

"Are you having fun, baby?"

Nate nodded. "This is incredible, babe. So, why was it called Route 66?" He maintained eye contact with his wife while a moan escaped his lips, spurred on by Lindsey rolling her tongue expertly against his sensitive head inside her wet mouth.

Jess softly answered. "We called it Route 66 because there were a total of six holes available to the lucky guy." As she finished her sentence, she held up three fingers on each of her hands as she gave him a naughty smile.

Suddenly, Jess felt Lindsey's hand grab her wrist. "Get down here and help me out, slut."

Jess obediently dropped to her knees and Lindsey fed Nate's spit covered shaft into Mrs Reaves' mouth. It was clear to Lindsey that Jess was a little out of practice. She struggled to get half of Nate's seven inches past her lips.

"C'mon slut. I've watched you deep throat MUCH bigger cocks than this. Your faithful husband deserves a half decent blowjob from his wife."

"I'm sorry, mistress. I will do better for you."

"Good girl." Lindsey smirked, reveling in Jess calling her 'mistress', indicating her full submission had been achieved.

"I will do better for BOTH of you." Jess corrected herself.

Jess opened her jaw wider and worked her husband's cock deeper, further into her throat than she had ever taken him, including when they were dating.

"You see, Nate..." Lindsey said as she rose to her feet, "... all you need to do is call Jess a few names in a confident tone and she magically gets more open to suggestion... isn't that right, cocksucker?"

Jess moaned affirmatively, as she continued to work.

"Why don't you try it, Nate... order your whore of a wife to take you deeper."

"Take me deeper, babe." Nate muttered softly.

"No... you need to use a much more assertive tone with our little fucktoy. Try again. Make sure to call her a slut, she really gets off on that... don't you, bitch?"

"Take my cock deeper down your throat, slut," with improved, but somewhat wavering confidence.

Jess immediately reacted. She moaned, as if she had been waiting years to have Nate dominate her, and she took Nate as deep as she could, making wet gagging noises before she released him so she could take a breath.

"Do you want me to keep sucking your cock, daddy?" Jess looked up at Nate, not as his wife but as his sub.

"Daddy?" Nate questioned.

"Do you not like 'daddy', Nate? May I suggest 'master' or perhaps 'Sir'?" Lindsey chimed in, as she removed her pink shorts and white thong.

"Mmm. I like 'Sir'." Nate smiled.

"Would you like me to keep sucking your cock, Sir?" Jess offered.

"Or you could use her sloppy pussy, fuck her in her tight ass, or even order her to lick my cunt." Lindsey, now completely nude, outside of her grey unzipped hoodie. "Anything you want, Nate."

A part of Nate was still cautious. He looked down at his wife, still on her knees.

"Anything you want, Sir." Jess assured.

"Just be assertive, Nate. Take what you want." Lindsey added.

"Stand up, slut." Nate ordered.

"Yes, Sir." Jess scrambled to her feet quickly, eager to show her new Sir that she was a good sub.

"You have way too much on. Strip for me."

"Yes, Sir."

Jess pulled off her faded yellow t-shirt as sexily as she could. She hadn't bothered with a bra, her modest, perky B cup breasts were quickly in view of her former mistress and her husband.

Her hands then went to the waistband of her yoga pants. She pulled down the black, stretchy material swiftly, leaving her only in a pair of blue boy short style panties.

"Stop. Don't take your panties off... yet." Nate ordered his sub / wife. His voice sounded increasingly relaxed and confident, as he quickly got more and more comfortable playing this dominant role.

"I want you to tell me more about Route 66."

"Yes, Sir. What else would you like to know?"

"Tell me about your hottest Route 66 encounter."

Jess paused in thought as she considered which story she'd tell.

"Be thorough and explicit, slut." Lindsey added. She was just as interested in Jess' answer as Nate.

"... well, if I'm being 100% honest, the one I've actually fantasized the most about is the one time we went down Route 66 with Jack."

"Jack? My ex husband Jack?" Lindsey's tone sounded genuinely surprised. Inquisitive, not annoyed.

"Yes, mistress."

"Didn't you say that Jack was a jerk?" Nate questioned, recalling their initial conversation about Lindsey's divorce last weekend.

"Yes, Sir. He absolutely is a jerk, Sir."

Lindsey chuckled in agreement.

Jess continued. "Jack is a total asshole. But he was a confident asshole who had a great body and a nice cock... and he certainly was more talented in bed versus most of the other college guys we fucked..."

Lindsey nodded. "Completely fair."

"It was purely sexual. I never liked him personally. In fact, I didn't agree to play with you guys until months after you and Jack were a serious item."

"She's right. I asked her to play with us repeatedly. Jack was pretty pumped when she finally agreed. We didn't play until after he proposed. It was a bit of an engagement present, actually."

"So, why was it so hot?" Nate asked.

Jess took her time, choosing her words carefully. "Ultimately, I don't think it had much to do with Jack. It just felt so hot fucking a husband in right front of his wife. Sure, Jack and Linds weren't exactly married yet, but she was wearing his ring..."

She smiled at both Lindsey and Nate and added. "It just felt naughty.... REALLY naughty..." Her voice was dripping in lust.

"... especially when he came inside me."

Lindsey grabbed Jess by the throat.

"My husband came inside of you, slut?

"Yes, mistress."

"And that still turns you on?"

"Yes, mistress. I loved the feeling when his warm seed painted my insides white. It still makes me cream my panties every single time I think about it." Jess whispered.

"Mmmmm. You always were such a greedy little cum slut."

"Yes, mistress. I love cum. I loved it when Jack called me his cumrag."

"Tonight, you're going to let me feel what it's like to take a load from someone else's husband, aren't you, slut?"

"Yes, mistress."

Nate's eyes darkened with lust. "I need to fuck you two right now. How about we all head to the bedroom?"

"Yes, Sir!" Jess said excitedly.

Lindsey grabbed Jess' hand and the two women sauntered upstairs.

The two college roommates held hands as they made their way upstairs, Jess only in a pair of blue boyshort panties and Lindsey wearing only her grey hoodie in pink trim. Their asses were side by side, one smaller one covered and the larger one nude, swaying back and forth for Nate as he followed them up the staircase and down the hallway, until they came to the closed double doors of the home's master suite.

"Open our bedroom door and invite Lindsey in, slut."

"Mistress, will you please come inside and fuck me and my husband?"

"Mmmmm. I thought you'd never ask," Lindsey smiled.

The threesome stepped into the large bedroom. As Lindsey slinked out of her hoodie, she noticed the Reaves' wedding photo on the nightstand.

The quintessential photo showed the couple embraced in a soft, modest kiss. Jess under her expensive white veil, her left hand gently caressing Nate's face, her wedding ring prominently featured, their eyes tightly shut. The base of the white picture frame was captioned 'FOREVER.' in black script.

If she didn't recognize their faces, she would have guessed it was a stock photo that came with the purchase.

"Sir, may I remove my panties? They are getting quite wet." Jess asked as her knees dug into the mattress.

"I want to watch Lindsey remove them for you." Nate said sharply as pulled off his shirt, revealing his bare chest to the room.

"Mistress, can you please take my panties off?"

Lindsey hopped on the bed and crawled over to Jess. Before grabbing the waistband, she placed her hand on Jess' panty covered pussy and rubbed her through the thin material.

"How bad do you want my face in between your legs, slut?"

"mmmm... please, mistress... I want it so bad..."

"Tell your husband what a naughty lezzie whore he married," Lindsey commanded as she increased the speed and pressure on Jess.

"Please Sir. I'm such a dirty little whore. I need my pussy licked by my mistress. It's been so long since I've been fucked by a girl and I'm dripping wet for her."

"Lindsey, take them off." Nate ordered.

"Gladly, Sir!" Lindsey said excitedly as she slid the blue panties of Nate's wife.

Jess' bald slit was glistening. Her clit was throbbing. She leaned back on the bed and parted her thighs, inviting her mistress in.

Nate gently stroked himself as he watched the women play. Lindsey started at Jess' left knee. The blonde placed light bites and long licks, inching her way up brunette's inner thighs.

Lindsey was patient and achingly slow. Then, she suddenly took a long lick up Jess' entire opening. From just above her asshole to just below her clit.

Jess let out a loud moan, almost primal. She then whimpered when Lindsey pulled away.

"Please don't stop, mistress!" Jess pleaded.

"Don't stop what, slut?" Lindsey answered.

"Eating my pussy!" Jess exclaimed.

"Sure, Jess. I'd be happy to go down on you. You only need to do one thing for me."

"Anything, mistress! Please!!" Jess bucked her hips in need as she implored her former roommate.

"You know what I want, slut. My pussy walls are cum hungry," she whispered.

Jess looked over at her husband. He was still stroking himself. "Sir. Please fuck mistress while she eats me out."

"Good girl..." Lindsey resumed taking her long, sloppy tastes.

As she made out with Mrs Reaves' pussy, Lindsey bent over and wiggled her ass for Mr Reaves.

After inserting a couple of fingers inside his wife, she looked over her shoulder at Nate.

"What are you waiting for, hubby? Come fuck me."

Nate didn't need any additional coaxing. He moved in, kneeling behind Lindsey's large ass. She arched her back even further, inviting him to put his married cock deep inside her divorced cunt.

As Lindsey continued to pleasure his wife, Nate pulled open her ass cheeks, giving himself a lewd view of both of her beautiful holes before he slowly pushed himself inside her.

It was the first time he had been inside someone other than his wife since they uttered their vows years ago.

It felt so bad.

It felt so good.

"Mmmm... Your husband's cock feels so wonderful inside me..." Lindsey said, in between her sloppy, deep kisses with Jess' slit. "... but I need him even deeper. Tell him to fuck me harder, slut."

"Sir, mistress needs your wonderful cock deeper inside her needy pussy. Please fuck her harder."

"Fuck, this is so hot..." Nate grabbed Lindsey's wide hips and pushed himself in deeper. The sound of his body slapping against the blonde's ass quicker and quicker and louder and louder.

Jess looked down at Lindsey's face in between her legs. It was red with determination. Given the pounding Jess' husband was giving her college roommate, she was surprised that Lindsey was able to keep her mouth on her cunt so well.

"Oh fuck, mistress... nobody eats my pussy like you do... mmmm... keep please going..."

Despite Nate's persistent pistoning, Lindsey's determination remained very high. She was going to make Jess finish.

"... yes, yes, yes... right there... oh fuck mistress... I'm going to come..."

Lindsey moaned deeply into her friend's wet slit as Jess wrapped her legs possessively around her college roommate. Then, she came on her face.

Nate strokes slowed up as he watched his wife's body buck in pleasure as waves of pleasure washed over her body.

Once Jess stopped, Lindsey pulled her face away from her sex.

"... thank you, mistress... I needed that so badly..." Jess panted.

"If you really wanted to thank me, slut, you would tell your faithful husband to shoot his married seed deep inside my hungry cunt."

Jess immediately pleaded with her husband. "Sir, please flood my mistress' pussy with your thick cum..."

Jess pushed herself up and moved to her husband, who was still plowing her mistress from behind. His strokes quickly sped up as his orgasm rapidly approached.

"... paint her insides white for me. Give her every drop..." she whispered in his ear.

As Jess sweetly kissed her husband, he let go. Ropes of thick Nate's white cum powerfully shot deep inside Lindsey.

"Mmmmmmm!" Lindsey moaned as she felt Nate's warm release coat her walls.

"... every fucking drop..." Jess whispered between loving kisses as Nate fully emptied all of himself into Lindsey.

Once Nate pulled his semi hard cock from Lindsey, the blonde flipped around and leaned back into Jess' spot on the bed. She then opened her legs, and showed the wife the mess her husband left in between her thighs.

"What are you waiting for, slut? Be a good wife and clean up after your hubby."

"Yes, mistress."

"Nate, you should probably know that your cuntlicking wife is going to eat my pussy all night long. I plan to keep her busy until I fall asleep. Feel free to use any of her holes while she licks me clean and I repeatedly come all over her pretty face. Is that alright with you, slut?"

"Yes, mistress." Jess answered obediently before she took her first salty lick.

Author note: If you made it this far, thank you! I truly hope you enjoyed it! I'm always looking for feedback, if you have a thought or two, please share with a comment or a note! Thanks again!