Chapter 9
Chapter Nine
Jesus
I didn’t have time to think things over; I was forced to my feet. Faro practically flung me like a rag doll. I tripped and crashed forward, landing right between Jessica’s opened legs; her pussy only a few inches away from my lips.
I looked in front of me; the most beautiful thing I ever saw was right before my eyes.
Her lips were slightly open, exposing its inner pink folds and the dark depths deeper within.
Her trimmed bush was coated with thick globs of cum.
Streams of semen oozed out of her pussy, slowly trailing down the narrow valley between her cunt and ass.
“D-don’t look…” Jessica said, her face burned with shame.
A peculiar, fragrant aroma entered my nostrils; the musky smell of a well-fucked pussy. I went crazy as the scent addled my senses.
I wanted to feel, taste, and fuck that pussy.
As if reading my thoughts, Faro bent forward and faced me. “Nice pussy ain’t it?” He put a hand under his chin and tilted his head to the side, as if he was appreciating a painting. Then he winked at me. “You wanna fuck her?”
“Y-you’re not giving me much of a choice, are you?”
“No, but do you want to do it?”
“I…”
“You do don’t you! Dirty little fucker like you. I bet you jerk off every night fantasizing about your wife getting gang fucked.”
He just stood there, laughing at me as my ears burned hot. I had my eyes fixated to the floor, the feeling of shame weighing heavy on my shoulders.
He turned to Jessica who had finally opened her eyes and listened in to what was said.
“Honey, go help your husband, put his cock inside your pussy. It’s only fair that he gets a taste.”
Jessica did not respond to him, so he took her hand and wrapped her fingers over my aching cock. I gasped. Jessica’s fingers felt cool and soft around my hardness.
“Fuck her!” The man barked, waving his gun over my face.
I felt Jessica’s grip tighten around my cock. Slowly, she pulled my cock forward and planted its swollen head at the entrance of her pussy.
“Oh god, I’m sorry Jessica,” I cried. Hot tears ran down my face, but it did nothing for my arousal. As horrified as I was, my cock throbbed in desperate anticipation.
“It’s okay,” she smiled. “Just… relax and focus on me.”
I had to do this. I had no choice.
I gently lurched forward. Jessica’s well fucked pussy opened without any resistance. Jessica gasped as my cock pushed into her.
I was on top of her, my arms on both sides of her holding me up as I looked down on her swaying tits. She was panting in anticipation or nerves, I wasn’t sure which. Sweat beaded her chest and ran down over the mounds, glazing over her pert nipples.
Because of all the fucking she took moments ago, her pussy was well lubricated and in a single thrust, my entire cock buried deep inside her. I pushed all the way up to the hilt, until my balls came to rest against her ass.
I remained stationary in this position. I wanted to savor this moment.
I can’t believe I was enjoying my wife’s gang fucked pussy. The inner walls of her vagina clasped my cock tightly. It felt like my cock was lost in a hot velvety abyss.
“Oh Jessica…” I groaned. She felt perfect. “God, I love you…”
Her pussy clenched the moment the words came out of my mouth.
“Fuck her!” The command came, again snapping me back to the real world. Both men shouted excitedly. “Fuck her!”
I arched my body over, my hands gripped Jessica’s hips and I started moving mine.
My cock slides in and out of her tight, wet pussy.
With every push and pull of my cock, Jessica mewled softly.
She looked right at me, her eyes glazed over with pleasure.
With every stroke I felt Jessica’s cunt contracting around my aching shaft.
A primitive flash of need flowed through me.
A part of me wanted her to lose control.
I wanted to see her honest face, to see her crying and moaning in pleasure because of me.
I pistoned my hips harder, driving myself deeper into her and Jessica gritted her teeth in response, desperate to contain her moans.
The men came alive and moved closer to us.
Omarion moved near Jessica’s head. His cock was hard again.
He gripped his cock and directed it over Jessica’s mouth, rubbing his cock head against her lips, painting them with his precum.
Slowly, he forced his cock against her lips, until she relented and took it into her mouth.
Faro was so close to me, I could smell his masculine odor and feel his heat.
He extended an arm and then, a big finger glided over Jessica’s inflamed clit. He slowly gripped her clit between his fingers and started rubbing it fervently.
“Mmph!” A long, raspy moan escaped out of Jessica’s mouth and around Omarion’s massive cock.
Her resistance had finally crumbled and she surrendered to the overwhelming waves of pleasure flowing through her body. Her mouth was filled with Omarion’s cock, which she sucked eagerly now. She pushed her hips back against my cock, a clear sign that she had finally given up all her inhibitions.
I was reaching my peak. Seeing my wife turn into a sex craved slut had driven me perilously close to the edge.
Omarion grunted. He had a fistful of Jessica’s hair and yanked her mouth deep onto his cock. It didn’t look like he needed to try very hard; her throat bobbled up and down with enthusiasm as she sucked and gagged on his cock.
Faro moved furiously, while his hand massaged Jessica’s clit. Jessica moaned openly now, her cries of passion were music to my ears, stirring an excitement I never experienced before.
She gripped Omarion’s cock by its shaft, pumping up and down furiously while she sucked on the remaining length with her hungry mouth. She sucked him like she needed to feel him cum in her mouth. The room was charged with sexual energy. I felt that we were all going to cum soon.
I was the first to succumb.
“I’m going to cum,” I cried out. Her eyes went wide but she didn’t stop me, instead she hooked her legs around me, her heels digging into my ass, as if she didn’t want to let me go.
I lunged forward and drove my cock deep into her used heat. With a howl, my aching cock shot load after load of hot, thick cum into her delicious pussy. My mind went blank as I climaxed.
Omarion cried out and he yanked Jessica’s head up by a fistful of her hair. He bucked his hips and shot his cum into her throat. Jessica didn’t flinch a bit. She moaned and kept on swallowing..
I felt Jessica’s pussy shuddering violently along the length of my pulsating cock.
Her pussy was convulsing hard; gripping and releasing me.
I was so busy relishing the delicious feel of Jessica’s pussy that I almost didn’t notice Faro cumming.
He shot with such a force, his cum shot out in an arc and landed all over Jessica’s tits, face, and belly.
Slowly, the cabin went quiet except for the sounds of us breathing.
I was completely drained. I let instinct take over and I bent forward and hugged Jessica. My cock was still buried inside her pussy and I had no intention of pulling it out. My head rested over Jessica’s heavily cum covered tits.
Omarion had already pulled his cock out of Jessica’s mouth. She had sucked every last drop of cum out of his cock. Her lips glistened with it.
Eventually, the two men stood. Jessica was still panting, but gentler this time. She clasped one hand over my back and the other stroked the back of my head, as if to soothe and comfort me.
We couldn’t stay like this forever, though.
Reluctantly, I eased my softening cock out, which came out with a loud ‘plop’ sound. A noise that now sounded quite familiar to me.
I moved away from Jessica’s body and sat against the wall. Jessica didn’t try to move; she continued to lay in the same spread-eagled position. I was filled with perverse pride as my cum oozed out from her wide open pussy.
I looked at Faro.
He was busy putting his coveralls back on. Finished, he turned to Omarion who was fully dressed now.
Faro turned back to us, a smile spread across his face. He looked at me and then over to Jessica. She also seemed dumbstruck.
“Thank you Jessica. That was a nice fuck, it was certainly one of the best I’ve ever had.”
I think my wife blushed at the compliment.
Then he winked at me.
“Thank you Jesus, for the show. Your wife’s got a hell of a pussy. Don’t ever let her go.” Then he opened the door and they were gone.
The room was filled with a heavy silence. Neither Jessica nor I said a word to cut through the tension. We were slowly coming back to our senses, I think. Whatever just happened in the cabin had left us speechless.
Forged in the fires of illicit passion, our relationship had changed forever. I gang banged my wife and worst of all, I enjoyed it immensely. I didn’t know how Jessica felt; she wore a mask of indifference.
Jessica stood, no longer bothering to cover herself. She walked out of our cabin and I followed. Jessica looked around, perhaps to see if they indeed had left and then gathered up our clothes and the discarded hiking gear.
Without a word, we brought our things back into the cabin. Once everything was inside, Jessica grabbed her clothes and took a bar of soap from the bag.
“I’m going to wash. Are you coming?” It was the first words she uttered since the incident.
I nodded and followed her to the icy stream outside.
In the silvery moonlight, I was able to see Jessica lathering up her tits and pussy with soap.
I felt a gentle stirring between my thighs and tried to control it unsuccessfully.
Jessica was aware of me watching, but she didn’t seem bothered by it.
She finished bathing, wiped her body and put some clothes on. I followed suit and we returned to the cabin.
I made sure the door was securely locked. We rearranged our sleeping bags and settled into them. Jessica was turned away from me.
Tentatively, I hooked one arm over my wife’s tummy. I felt her hand clasp over mine.
“Do you have any regrets?” I managed to squeeze out.
She was silent for a few moments. All I saw was the gentle rise and fall of her breathing.
“No.”
“Did you enjoy it?”
“Very much so.”
My cock stirred, sandwiched between my wife’s soft ass cheeks.
“Would you do it again?”
“Yes.” She turned back to face me. Her eyes glowed with intent. “That was amazing.”
I smiled and kissed her. And she kissed me back. We lay there taking turns kissing and building our bond back up, kiss by kiss.
“Does that make me a slut?” Jessica asked.
“No. It makes you my slut. And I love you for it.”
She smiled one last time, and soon after, she drifted off.
THE END
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