While I Whisper: A Surprise

I want to tell you a story. Put your hand on your cock. Keep it there. See how long you can last.

You weren't supposed to be home yet, but when you walked in, I didn't stop.

I wanted you to see us. Wanted you to watch.

She was behind me, strap-on thick, perfect. I was on all fours, already soaked, already open. She spread my pussy, pushed in slow, so slow, and I moaned like I hadn't been touched in weeks. It filled me just right. Stretched me in that way that makes me shake.

Touch yourself, baby. Just a little faster.

You caught us in the middle of it. My tits were swinging, my knees wide, her hands gripping my hips while she slammed into me. Your eyes locked on me. You didn't even blink. I knew you were hard the second you saw it. Your hand was already on your cock. You started stroking yourself, slow at first, then faster. You couldn't look away.

You like this? You like watching me fuck her?

My fingers are on my clit now, baby. Just like they were then.

You nodded. Couldn't speak.

She was saying filthy things that made my pussy wet. Telling me how good I looked, how tight I was, how she could feel me squeeze every time I cried out. I was dripping down my thighs. You were just standing there, cock in your hand, stroking so slow, like it hurt to go too fast.

Stroke for me now. Don't stop.

She reached for your cock with one hand, tongue darting out. You stepped closer and she took you in her mouth like she was starving. She kept fucking me while she sucked you.

The strap-on still buried in me, fucking me steady while her lips slid over your shaft, taking you deep, moaning around you.

Your eyes closed, your hips twitching. Her mouth sliding over your length, deep and wet and loud. Your cock glistening with her spit as she moaned around you.

You stepped behind her, pressed your cock between her thighs, and slid inside her hot, wet pussy from behind. Slow at first, then all the way. She gasped, your cock driving deep as she stayed buried in me.

I felt it, baby. Every thrust you gave her made her fuck me deeper. We were all tangled. Your rhythm became hers. Hers became mine.

I'm rubbing harder now. Just like I was then. God, I wanted to come so bad with both of you fucking me in time.

You were groaning, fucking her, her cock driving into me, and I was crying out, face down, taking all of it.

My fingers are soaked now, baby. Juices running down my leg.

Her cock inside me. Your cock inside her. One long rhythm. One line of thrusts. Her body jerking with every snap of your hips, which made her drive even deeper into me. Every time you fucked her harder, she fucked me harder, and I felt everything.

I couldn't hold in the sounds. I moaned, begged, shook with it. My breasts bounced with every movement, my hands braced on the bed, my pussy stretched and soaking as her strap-on pounded me in time with your cock.

You reached forward, grabbed her tits as you fucked her, growling, "Look how good she takes it."

I took all of it. Every inch. Every thrust. Her hips slamming against me, yours slamming into hers. I was stuffed. Shaking. Cunt fluttering around the toy, mouth open, drool slipping down my chin as I screamed your names.

My pussy's so wet. Don't come yet. Slow down. Show me your cock. Whisper my name as the story makes you hard. There's more. So much more.

"You feel so fucking good," you growled, slamming into her. "Watching you fuck her like that. Fuuuuuck, baby."

You pulled out of her then, baby and took her out of me with you and I whimpered at the loss. You didn't make me wait long.

You grabbed my hips and slid your cock into me, thick and slow, like you knew exactly what I needed.

"Oh my god, yes," I gasped. "Just like that."

You leaned in, chest against my back, one hand sliding up to wrap around my throat, not tight, just enough to remind me who I belonged to.

"You're mine," you whispered, your voice low, calm, certain. "You feel that? This cock's the one you beg for."

I moaned, long, broken, because fuck, you were right.

You moved inside me with steady, claiming thrusts. Deep. Delicious. Filling me over and over while I clung to the edge.

"Don't stop. Please don't stop. You feel so fucking good."

She was in front of me now, kneeling on the bed, fingers sliding between my lips, feeding me her taste.

"You look so perfect like this," she said, watching your cock disappear into me. "Used by both of us."

I sucked her fingers greedily while you fucked me deeper, your cock throbbing inside me. I was dripping down your balls, my cunt clenching every time you pushed in.

"You like watching her fuck you, baby?" she purred. "You gonna come with her pussy squeezing your cock like that?"

My body twitching between you both. Your hand tightened in my hair.

You bent closer, your voice rough and low, like you were barely holding yourself together.

"I heard the sounds before I even reached the door. Moaning. Skin. Wet slaps. The kind of fucking you feel through the walls."

You let out a dark, shaky breath.

"I thought you were watching the video I sent you this morning. The one with her."

Your cock twitched hard inside me.

Mmmm, I bet your cock's hard inside your fist. Oh yeah. Stroke it.

"That filthy local clip--two guys fucking her at both ends, her body shaking, begging for more. She looked so good. Wild."

Your thrusts got deeper, slower, like you were watching it all over again.

"I watched it in the locker room. Couldn't stop thinking about it. Ended up in the gym shower with your voice in my head, my hand wrapped around my cock, stroking while I imagined you in her place."

You groaned.

"I filmed myself coming. Sent it to you. Thought you might watch it later. Touch yourself. Maybe tell me how you wanted it."

Another thrust. Sharp, deliberate.

"But instead... you found her. Messaged her. Invited her here."

You growled into my ear, voice rough with disbelief and hunger.

"You didn't just get turned on. You made it real. You brought her to our house. And when I walked in..."

You slowed, voice nearly a whisper now.

"There you were. On all fours, tits bouncing, her cock buried deep in your cunt. Not just watching the fantasy. Becoming it."

I moaned.

I gasped as you thrust.

I said "I did watch it. I watched you, listened to her moaning as you jerked off. I watched her, and fucked myself with my vibrator, imagining you doing that to me. I sent her a comment, that was all, saying, "I wish I could get fucked like that." I didn't expect her to reply. She said she had a thing for married women. Their husbands watching. I didn't expect to get so hot from our chat, but when she described what she'd do... oh yeeeeah. I wanted to wait for you, baby. I swear I did.

She asked if we should start without you and I said no. I said you'd want to see everything.

So she kissed me. Said we'd just do this for a bit, until you got here.

Her mouth--fuck, it was so soft. We made out, long, slow. I slipped my hand into her top, felt the shape of her breast on my hand. Her nipple hardening."

Oh, you like that huh? I like that too.

"She pulled me into her lap, stripped me slow, kissed my breasts, sucked my nipples while her hands spread my thighs. I grabbed her tits. Squeezed. Thumbed her hard nipples. I was already wet, baby. Just from the way she looked at me. Just from remembering that video you sent.

I told her we should wait. I said your name. I meant it.

Her thigh slipped between mine while she sucked my nipple. She told me to ride it. Just a little. Just to take the edge off.

So I did. God, I did. I ground against her, slow at first, trying to stay in control. But she flexed her thigh under me. Whispered how soaked I was. Said I was already halfway gone.

And when she slipped her fingers inside me, I couldn't stop. I moaned your name while she touched me.

She got me on my knees. Ate me from behind. Slow, teasing licks. Tongue barely flicking over my clit until I begged.

I was shaking. Dripping. Trying to hold out for you.

But she knew exactly what she was doing."

I want you to come for me soon. I'm rubbing faster, baby. My fingers inside myself, where i want your cock.

Back in the bedroom now, I pushed you out, lay you down and climbed on top of you, and sank onto your cock, inch by inch. My pussy still stretched, dripping wet, greedy for more.

She slid behind me, palms warm as they closed around my breasts, squeezing hard while I rocked on your cock.

"Look at her," she growled, licking the back of my neck. "She can't get enough. Cock-drunk and still begging for more."

You moaned beneath me, hips jerking up into mine. "Fuck, yes... ride me, baby. Ride me just like that. You feel incredible. My little wifeslut," you groaned, voice full of lust. "Fucking look at you."

Her fingers twisted my nipples as she spoke from behind me. "Watch her, darlin'. Look how she grinds on you. Feel how tight she squeezes. That cunt's yours, but I want you to share right now."

Then she moved up the bed beside us. You watched her push a vibrating toy in and out of her wet pussy. Your cock twitched inside me as your hips jerked in time to her thrusts of the toy.

She left it vibrating inside and climbed over your hips, straddling you too, facing me. She slid her pussy down against the base of your cock, just under where I was riding you, her slick folds rubbing the underside while her clit pressed flush against mine.

The pressure made us both gasp.

"Fuck," she groaned. "So hot. So fucking full of him."

Her hips rocked with mine, our clits grinding together, your cock deep inside me.

"Come with me, darlin'," she moaned. "Rub on me. Ride him. Let's fuck him together."

You were staring up at both of us, eyes wide, mouth open, your voice caught in a desperate groan. I kissed her, our tongues seeking each other.

I was so close.

You pulled hard down on my hips.

"Fuck, you love this, you slut. Let me hear you," you said.

And I did love it. I moaned loud, shameless, because your cock was hitting so deep I could barely hold myself up.

"That's it, baby," she whispered. "Come for us. Let him feel it. Let me come on your clit." Our bodies, our tits pressed together, we tongue fucked each other.

"Oh fuuuck," she whispered, breath thick with heat. "Come for us. Let him feel how soaked you are. Let me grind this pretty little cunt on yours 'til we're both dripping."

Your hips bucked beneath me, cock twitching, so close.

She was coming, thighs trembling, pussy grinding against our slick mess, her clit rocking against mine as she cried out. Her hands clutched my hips and she came between us, voice shaking. She slid off and and leaned into your mouth, breath hot and broken. Her lips met yours in a hungry kiss, wet and open-mouthed. The toy was still buzzing inside her.

"Do it," she growled, kissing you hard, messy. "Fill her pussy with it. I want to feel your cum leaking while she rides my face and you fuck that beautiful cock deep inside me. I'm not done with her. Not until she's shaking on my tongue and begging for more."

She turned to me, eyes burning, lips parted.

"Come here," she whispered, as I fucked your cock hard, up and down.

Our mouths crashed together, open and wet, tongues tangling as I rode you fast and deep, your hands gripping my thighs. Her kiss was wild, moaning into me as my body rocked. "That's it," she breathed against my lips, "fuck him for us. Let him feel everything."

I tipped over the edge--cried out, body tensing, cunt fluttering around you in tight, greedy pulses. My orgasm hit like a wave and I couldn't hold back the sounds, couldn't do anything but shake while you filled every inch of me.

Fast and hard now. I'm going to cum. Come while you imagine her fucking my clit, kissing me, you inside me. Come.

You swore, low and raw, and slammed your cock up, deep. Hard. Pulling my hips down.

"Jesus, fuck, you're squeezing me so hard. Oh fuck... my wifeslut... I'm coming. I'm fucking coming... so tight... taking all of me, you slut... that's it... fuck... that's it, take it deep... make out with her... oh yeah i like that... every drop... you're mine."

You held yourself there, buried to the base, and I felt it, your cock throbbing as you came.

Hot. Thick. Pouring into me in heavy pulses. You moaned my name over and over. Your hips jerked, twitching inside me, cock still pulsing while you spilled deep.

We stayed there, all three of us, your breath ragged. We climbed off.

Hmm, that felt good. What do you want to do next, baby? Your turn.