Ch. 04.1 - Wife Plays with Two Men

"OOOOOoooh.. Fuck yes, Jenny! FUCK!" Alvin grunted loudly.

"You've been dreaming about this moment for as long as you can remember, haven't you?" Jen teased, her voice dripping with seduction.

"Oh, hell yes--you have no idea," Alvin groaned, his breath ragged as he finally spoke properly. "Now that it's in your mouth... god, it's even better than I ever imagined. It feels like heaven."

As Jen worked to take in his full length, her slow, sensual strokes sent uncontrollable shudders through Alvin, his body trembling under her touch. Behind her, the waiter showed no mercy, thrusting relentlessly, completely lost in the pleasure of pounding her. Every movement, every sensation, pushed the moment to an even more feverish intensity.

Unnghh... Ohhh... Arghh.. Ungghhh...

Loud, wet, erotic slurping sounds filled the air as she was taken from both ends, each sensation sending electric pulses through her body. The intensity of the moment reignited memories of her unforgettable experience on the boat, making her shudder with a fresh wave of excitement.

"It seems like you enjoyed watching me being taken too," Jen teased, a knowing smile playing on her lips.

"I...," Alvin hesitated, his throat dry. "Yes... I do."

"Then why did you stop the guys in the gym when they were groping me?"

"Because I thought... you were uncomfortable. I never realized you... actually liked it... not until later," Alvin explained.

"So you really are a slut huh? You let men in the gym groped you?" the waiter attempted asking in between his breath as he began to feel tired from the minutes-long pounding.

Jen paused momentarily, her eyes locking onto Alvin's as she let his cock linger at the entrance of her mouth, her tongue flicking teasingly over the tip. Then, with a breathy sigh, she answered the waiter. "Yesss..."

Her attention shifted back to Alvin, a playful edge to her voice. "So... now that you know, would you... have let the guys in the gym continue?"

Alvin searched her eyes, trying to uncover the depths of her desire--but there was nothing hesitant or uncertain there. As if this wasn't even her darkest craving... or perhaps, much more had already happened before.

"Yes, I would."

Jen's lips curled into a teasing smile. "And what if... they decided to do more? What if... other guys had joined in?" Before he could answer, she deepthroated his entire length in one fluid motion.

"OOOH! YESSS!" Alvin groaned loudly from the pure pleasure and nearly came. "I would let all of them devour you right there and then!"

"How would you.. Let them take me? Would you join in or watch me?"

Staring deep into her eyes with primal lust, Alvin let it all out. "Jenny, you have no idea how much all the guys, including me, craved to taste you and fuck you hard. So yes, I would let each and every guy in the gym fuck you so hard that you can't walk anymore. And I would carry you back to my house and continue using you like a slut you are."

Jen groaned loudly, shivered and cum uncontrollably. She never knew Alvin would want that deep down and now that she knew, she couldn't help but wanted it too.

Hearing their exchanges, the waiter couldn't hold back anymore and was about to cum. "FUCK! You're damn fucking hot ma'am! I'm about... to cum...! Where do you want me to cum?"

Jen turned and held gaze with the waiter. "Please... dump your cum in me sir." her voice low, sultry and dripping with seduction. Each word was a spell, a command that could bring a man to his knees in an instant.

"OH FUCK!" and the waiter cum, shooting streams upon streams of his seeds deep into Jen's womb. After what felt like minutes long, he pulled out and collapsed to the ground.

Alvin couldn't resist too, after watching what the waiter did and yelled that he's coming too. Jen grinned devilishly and pushed his entire length deep into her throat as he dumped his cum straight into her belly. The amount he was pumping was so much that Jen's throat bulged as she struggled to swallow it all, with the excess spilling from the corners of her mouth.

"Hmm... that was a tasty big load. Is that your normal volume?" Jen asked curiously while scooping up the excess dangling off her chin.

Out of breath from the orgasmic relief, Alvin let out a loud sigh. "No... no, it's you. It's because... it's you, Jenny. I've never come that much before. God, that was amazing."

Jen smiled, pleased that he was satisfied. "I'm glad you liked it." She turned around to find the waiter just lying on the floor, exhausted. His flaccid cock still coated in white rested on his belly and Jen couldn't resist taking another look at it.

"Thank you ma'am, that was absolutely lovely of you to allow us to... well, you know," the waiter somehow had a tinge of slight embarrassment after his testosterone level had dropped.

"You mean defile me?" Jen shot the waiter a sultry glance before kneeling down, slowly bringing her face close to his flaccid cock. "I'm glad you enjoyed it," she purred. Holding his gaze, she took his nasty cock into her mouth, licking up all the whitish goo and cleaning him up with gentle care.

"O... oh, f... fuck," the waiter whispered weakly. Jen smirked, releasing his cock with a soft pop sound before giving his thigh a light pat, signaling him to get dressed. But as she finally stood and took in their surroundings, her breath caught--she hadn't realized just where they were until now.

They were right outside Jen's home. In her own neighborhood. Doing the deed in plain sight.

Her breath hitched as shock washed over her, leaving her frozen, mouth slightly agape.

"Sorry...," the waiter mumbled sheepishly. "You two were so into it, I didn't want to interrupt and tell you we've arrived. And... well... you're... just too hot for me to... look away and give it a miss."

"Oh... god...," was all Jen could manage at that moment. A new, unexpected thrill coursed through her--she hadn't realised this side of herself existed. Embarrassment and fear tangled with a deep, undeniable arousal.

The waiter's sharp gaze didn't miss a thing. As if reading her thoughts, he stepped closer, his hands fondling her tits once more. Leaning in, he whispered, "You should walk back home just like this--with your naked bare tits exposed for anyone to see. That's how sluts behave."

Jen's breath hitched sharply, her heartbeat racing. Just then, Alvin stepped out of the car, now fully dressed, and offered to escort her back--an attempt to salvage what was left of her dignity before the waiter could defile her further.

But the truth was... Jen unknowingly liked this. She didn't understand why yet, didn't know how, but deep down, she did. Just like when Jason had deliberately exposed her to the waiters in the restaurant, something about it awakened a thrill she couldn't deny.

Letting out a raspy sigh, she turned to Alvin. "It's.. fine. It's too late for anyone to be awake. I... can do this." Yet somehow, it sounded as if she had to do this without a choice. Alvin saw it then--this wasn't just something she was enduring. She wanted it.

Jen smiled, her warm and radiant expression effortlessly dissolving any lingering awkwardness after the deed. "Thank you for the ride. I hope you gentlemen enjoyed it just as much as I did." Lingering on the word ride just enough to make her meaning clear.

"No ma'am, the pleasure was all mine. And tonight... you're forever etched into my mind. I only hope that someday, somehow, I'll have the privilege of seeing your beautiful face again." The waiter said with sincerity. Alvin smirked, nodding his head in agreement.

Jen waved goodbye and took a few steps toward home, but then paused, her body turning slowly. She glanced back over her shoulder, her voice low and sultry once again. "And I don't even know your name."

Both the waiter and Alvin froze, their eyes widening in realization, as though the thought had just struck them. Unable to hide the effect Jen had on them, their hands moved instinctively to cover their crotches, a silent acknowledgment of her undeniable power over them.

A wide grin slowly spread across Jen's beautiful face as she turned to head home--that would be the last image of her the waiter would carry with him. As she was about to reach for the door, a soft call of her name stopped her in her tracks. She turned around to see Alvin standing just behind her.

"Hey... erm... you're still coming for the gym sessions right? Even... after what happened tonight?" Alvin asked, his voice tinged with the slightest fear of disappointment.

Jen smiled warmly at him. "Do you want me to?"

"O--of course!"

"Then I will."

"And er... thank you for the wonderful night. I didn't expect anything more, but it was... magical."

Jen chuckled, pleased he had enjoyed himself. "I'm glad you did. I had a great time, too." She leaned in slightly and whispered. "But you only tasted half of it. You sure you didn't expect more?"

"If I'm being honest, I'd be lying if I said no. There's no man who could resist you and your charm, Jenny. You're just...," Alvin said with his hands gesturing wildly to show the mind-blowing action.

"Thank you. You'll have to thank my wonderful husband for letting me do this."

"Of course, that goes without saying. I'm super happy that he... embraced this wholeheartedly. If not... well, guys like us would've missed out on a real treat."

"I'll be sure to pass that message along to him," Jen giggled softly.

"Alright, I don't wanna keep you here too long--don't want you... out naked in the open like this," Alvin couldn't help but stare at her beautiful porcelain-like tits while saying that.

Jen shot him a playful look, her chest still exposed. "Thanks. Protect me then," she said, stepping closer, giving him the chance to admire her as she dared him to look. "While we enjoy these debauchery acts, protect me."

Alvin met her gaze and for a brief second, a calm understanding passed between them, as though behind all the daring acts, she truly did need someone to keep her safe.

"But... Shaun..."

"Of course, I'm madly in love with him. He's my one and only. And I'm his forever. But he can't always be there. Especially not with all the fantasies and... well, the debauchery we might get up to."

"Oh..."

"All I'm asking is, when you're around, I just need someone I trust to help me feel... safe. Shaun has always been there for me, and no one can replace him. But it would be nice to know someone else has our backs, too."

"Of course, Jenny," Alvin replied earnestly, his tone filled with sincerity. "I'd be more than happy to do that for you both. You've both been such good friends to me already. You don't even need to ask--I'll be there for you and Shaun, anytime."

Alvin felt a deep sense of warmth and happiness wash over him, knowing Jen trusted him. It felt good, but beneath it all, there was something bittersweet about it.

"Thank you," Jen smiled, her expression warm and radiant. The power of her smile effortlessly melted away any lingering doubt or sadness Alvin had.

"Both you and Shaun continue to amaze me. I'm glad you two share such a strong bond. You're a wonderful, perfect couple," Alvin added, his voice full of admiration.

Jen smirked playfully as she turned to unlock the door. "Oh, you have no idea, Sparky. No idea. Goodnight!"

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Jen related everything to me without missing a single detail. She laid on the bed, the smell of sex strong and her top loosened, bearing her naked tits in full glory. The sight of her was all too much for me and I needed to have her right there and then.

"Wait... you saw?!" She was genuinely surprised that I had witnessed the entire play in the car just right outside.

"Well... Alvin did text me. He told me that you guys are on your way back," I admitted.

"So.. you're in cahoots with him all along?"

"Nah, I just want to be there for you, you know. So when I dropped you, I texted him that he needs to keep me updated on the whereabouts. I don't need the details, I just need to know you're safe and in good hands."

A gentle, sweet smile gradually spread across her face--the kind that appears when something truly touches your heart. She understood that this was my way of protecting her from afar, and her eyes shimmered with unshed tears.

"Awww... Babe, what have I done to deserve you?"

"Right back at ya!" We giggled at our banter.

"So... you liked it?"

"Couldn't have asked more. I think you took their souls away already. I don't think you intend to return, do you?" I joked.

"Well... that depends I guess."

"Depends on?"

She lifted herself off the bed, close to my ears and whispered. "Depends on what my master wants me to do. I'm waiting for your next command." Her voice dropped low, raspy breath laced with sultry. "What fantasy and desire would you like to fulfill using your wife's body?"

I grunted in awe. This breathtakingly elegant woman--sophisticated, seductive, and seemingly untouchable as she glides past on the street--now lies on the bed half-dressed and body marked by passion, with a stranger's cum in her. I tugged and shifted her dress further up to reveal her sticky, wet and messy pussy.

"Wow...," I stared in admiration and intoxicated with lust. I hastily unzipped and pulled out my hardened cock, ready to pound and reclaim my wife.

She was too exhausted at this point of time and laying on the bed only made her feel even more sleepy. She decided to tease me while offering herself to me. "Sorry babe, I'm just too exhausted right now after a night of fun with my trainer and a stranger who fucked me and filled my belly with their seeds. But you may go ahead and use your wife's filthy body you owned, for your own pleasure in any way you please, my dear."

FUCK...

And fuck I did, without holding back. It was all too much and I added my cum inside her within minutes after sticking into her sloppy, slick pussy.

"Clean my cock, slut. It's filthy after sticking into your cunt and I don't want to clean this myself," I demanded, adding further degradation and dirty words to fuel my insatiable thirst of deprivation.

CUNT...

She gently opened her eyes, smiled and raised her head to take my cock in her mouth. "Yes sir, anything you need and want me to do, I will wholeheartedly do it."

What further fueled this arousal was the fact that she had willingly submitted to all these acts. Again.

In fact, I could tell she partook in leading on to the situation.

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The next morning, she was up really early to prepare breakfast for me before I left for work. I hugged her from behind and placed a loving kiss on her cheek. "Morning sweetheart. Had a good sleep?"

She giggled softly, smiling cheerfully. "I did, very much so. You? I bet you had one of the best night's sleep ever."

"I certainly did," I chuckled, turning her around to face me. "You're just such a beautiful, incredible woman. I still can't believe I get to spend the rest of my life with you."

Her smile deepened, a soft blush warming her cheeks. "Awww... sweet talking this early?"

"No sweet talking. Just the truth," I murmured, pulling her into my arms. Our lips met in a deep, lingering kiss.

"You should... have your breakfast before it gets too late," she whispered, her breath warm against my lips.

"I don't know how, baby," I whispered back, my voice husky. The taste of her was already working its magic on me.

"I will be waiting for you tonight... ready for you to take me," she smirked, eyes glinting with promise.

A slow grin spread across my face. "Ok, I'll hold you to that," I said before reluctantly letting her go.

As we sat down for breakfast, our conversation flowed effortlessly--until it circled back to that topic once again.

"So... are you really alright with what happened yesterday night?" she asked with concern.

"I'm 100% ok with it. You know it really got to me and I released within minutes."

She giggled, slightly amused yet revealing a slight relief. "I know, since you had me clean you up after."

I looked up, into her eyes. "Did... you like it? Do they taste good?" She could already sense the heightened sexual tension.

"... Yes," she murmured softly and bit her lower lips. "I like tasting them."

"Just... them?"

She left out a raspy breath and leaned closer. "No, especially the stranger. I... like that he just takes me and even cum inside me."

"So... you like the idea of... strangers... fucking you?"

She looked down, shy from my direct question. She gently nodded before looking right back into my eyes. "Yess..."

"And... do you want it more? Do it more often?"

"... If you want me to."

"No sweetheart. I want to know if you wanted it yourself."

Her breath hitched, eyes glazed with lust. "Yesss..."

"Yes what, babe?"

"I--I," her voice quivered and husky. She knew what I wanted her to admit. "I... like getting fucked by strangers. And... yes, I want to... get fucked more often by... anyone." As she finished her sentence, she reached under to feel my crotch.

Revealing an evil grin while holding on to my rock solid cock, she whispered into my ears. "I want men to pounce on me like an easy lay, fucked me anytime they want, any way they want, like the slut I am... and because my husband enjoys it so."

"Any... time... they want?" I nearly choked myself as I uttered those very same words. "Like a... whore?"

She licked her lips and gave a very sultry and seductive expression. "If my husband wills it so. Does my husband want me to be... a whore?"

I let out an animalistic grunt and nearly shot out just from that. "YESSSS.... Oh god..."

She leaned in even closer to my ears, her voice dropped below a gentle whisper. "You know, a whore gets paid for letting men fuck her, right? Is that... what you want? Men paying me to fuck me anytime they want?"

"FUCK... uh...," was all the words that could escaped my mouth.

"Either way, I'm yours. You own me. You can whore this body out for money or slut me to anyone you wish."

And that was it. I shot out.

She felt the wetness and quickly pulled my pants down to see the whitish, sticky liquid around my cock and some on my pants. She giggled and went down to clean me up, licking up every droplet of it clean.

"Oh... my... god, babe. You're so fucking hot. I don't know if any men can ever resist you."

"I know," she hopped over and sat on my lap. "They can't. Neither could you. And that's why you're mine and mine only. But so am I--yours and yours only."

"That, indeed. I can't agree more," Our gaze met and I stared deep into her mesmerizing eyes. "I love you so much, Jen. So ever much and forever will be."

"I love you so very much too. Forever yours, even after death," her voice sweet and touching, as she leaned down with her forehead and nose touching mine.

The best decision I've ever made in my life was to marry her.

The next sub-chapter awaits...

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