Maya stood there, looking as radiant as ever in a skimpy sundress that left little to the imagination. Her long dark hair cascaded down her back in loose curls, and her deep brown eyes sparkled with approval as she took in Emily’s attire.
“Well, well, well,” Maya purred, stepping inside and putting her bag down onto the coffee table by the sofa. “Isn’t this a nice surprise. So much better than a clandestine meeting later this evening.”
Maya swayed her hips, her eyes taking in the room, the candles, the music, the bed, and finally, John.
John stepped forward, his hand on Emily’s shoulder.
“We’re glad you could make it, Maya. Aren’t we, Emily?” he said, his voice a low rumble. He looked at Emily, his eyes dark with desire.
Emily nodded, her eyes locked onto Maya’s. “Yes, we are. We’re both looking forward to this,” she said, her voice a low purr.
Maya stepped closer, her hands reaching out to grasp Emily’s waist. “I can see that,” she murmured, her eyes flicking down to the obvious bulge in John’s shorts. “I think it’s time we got started, don’t you, John?”
John nodded, his cock already throbbing at the thought of what was to come. He watched as Maya’s hands roamed over Emily’s body, her touch light and yet somehow possessive. He could see the goosebumps rising on Emily’s skin, could see the way her nipples hardened under Maya’s touch.
“Let’s get you out of this, shall we?” Maya whispered, her fingers already working the thin straps of Emily’s black bra.
She slipped one strap down, then the other, revealing Emily’s full, heaving breasts. She cupped them, her thumbs brushing against Emily’s hard nipples, making her gasp.
John watched, his heart pounding in his chest. He had never seen anything so fucking hot in his life.
“Fuck, that’s so beautiful,” he growled, his voice thick with desire.
Maya looked up at him, a wicked smile playing on her lips. “You think so? Watch this,” Maya said, her voice a low purr as she leaned in and took one of Emily’s nipples into her mouth. She sucked and licked, her tongue flicking against the hard bud. Emily gasped, her back arching as pleasure ripped through her.
John watched, his breath coming in short gasps. He reached down and adjusted himself, trying to find some relief from the ache in his balls. He couldn’t believe how turned on he was, watching Maya suck on his wife’s tits.
Maya leaned back, her eyes locked onto John’s. “See? She’s fucking delicious, John. These nipples taste so fucking amazing.” Maya spoke against Emily’s skin, her words sending shivers down Emily’s spine. John groaned at the sight of Maya’s mouth on Emily’s breast, at the way her tongue swirled around Emily’s nipple.
“You want me to taste her, don’t you, John?” Maya asked, her eyes locked onto John’s. She knew exactly what he wanted, exactly what he needed. She could see the hunger in his eyes, the desire that was practically radiating off him.
John nodded, his cock throbbing painfully in his shorts. “Yes, taste her, Maya,” he growled, his voice thick with desire. “Taste her fucking tits. Taste her all over.”
Maya smirked, her eyes gleaming with wicked intent. She turned back to Emily, her hands cupping her breasts, her thumbs brushing against her hard nipples. “You heard our man, Emily. He wants me to taste you.” She leaned in, her tongue flicking out to lick a trail from the base of Emily’s breast to the tip of her nipple. Emily gasped, her hips bucking forward as Maya’s tongue made contact with her sensitive skin.
Maya chuckled, a low, sultry sound that sent shivers down Emily’s spine.
“You like that, don’t you, Emily?” She looked up at Emily, her eyes gleaming with desire.
Emily nodded, unable to form words. Maya’s touch was electric, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She watched as Maya’s tongue continued to trace a path across her skin, circling her nipple before taking it into her mouth again.
“Fuck, she’s so damn responsive,” Maya murmured, looking at John, who by now had decided to sit down on the sofa. “She loves my tongue on her tits, doesn’t she?”
John nodded. “Yes, I can see she fucking loves it. But I want to see more, Maya. I want to see you eat her fucking cunt.”
Emily gasped at John’s words, her body flushing with heat. She had never heard him talk like this before, and it was turning her on beyond belief.
Maya smiled, her eyes gleaming with lust. “I think that can be arranged,” she said, her voice a low purr.
She turned to Emily, her eyes gleaming with lust. “So, are you ready to get totally fucked, Emily?”
Emily let out a low moan, her body already aching for Maya. She nodded, her eyes locked onto Maya’s.
“Good girl,” Maya murmured. She turned to John, a wicked smile spreading across her face. “And what about you, John? Are you ready to watch your little slut wife get fucked by another woman?”
John’s cock twitched at Maya’s words, his breath coming in shallow gasps.
He watched as Maya turned back to Emily, her eyes dark with lust. She pushed Emily gently onto the bed, making her rest on her back. Emily spread her legs, her juices already glistening on her pussy lips.
Maya climbed onto the bed, her body straddling Emily’s. She leaned down, her hands gripping Emily’s hips, and she brought her own pussy to Emily’s face.
“Taste me, Emily,” Maya ordered, her voice low and husky.
Emily, eager to please, reached out and grabbed Maya’s hips, pulling her closer. Maya was wearing no panties under her sundress. She let out a soft moan as she felt Maya’s wet pussy lips graze against her cheek. She could smell her, the musky scent of her arousal filling her nostrils. She stuck out her tongue and tasted her, a long, slow lick from her opening to her clit. She heard Maya let out a soft gasp above her, and it spurred her on.
“Fuck, yes,” Maya moaned, her hips grinding against Emily’s face. “Lick that clit, Emily. Show me how much you love to eat cunt,” Maya ordered, her voice hoarse with desire. Emily moaned in response, her tongue flattening against Maya’s clit, swirling around the sensitive bud. She felt Maya’s hips start to grind against her face, her movements growing more urgent.
John watched from the sofa, his cock in his hand, stroking slowly as he took in the scene before him. It was such a turn on, watching his wife tongue-fuck another woman.
Emily’s cheeks were flushed a deep pink, her eyes glazed with lust. She was so into it, so eager to please Maya.
Maya was moaning now, her hips thrusting against Emily’s face, her hands gripping Emily’s hair. “Fuck yes, Emily, just like that. You’re a natural, aren’t you? You’re making me so fucking wet.” Maya’s voice was a low growl, her hips moving faster, her pussy grinding against Emily’s face. “But I mustn’t let you make me cum just yet. We’ve so much more to show John. Haven’t we John?”
Maya’s voice was a low purr as she pushed Emily gently back onto the bed, making her lie flat on her back. She climbed off and moved to the foot of the bed, her eyes locked onto Emily’s glistening pussy.
“Oh honey, you look so fucking delicious. Open your legs a bit wider, let’s see that pretty pussy of yours,” Maya ordered.
John couldn’t believe how hot this was, watching Maya talk dirty to his wife while she lay there completely exposed. He could see Emily’s pussy glistening with her arousal, her inner lips swollen and dark with desire.
Maya leaned down, her hands on Emily’s thighs, her face inches away from her pussy.
“You’re so fucking wet, Emily. Look at your wife’s cunt, John. It’s shimmering with her juices. God, I love the sight and smell of a wet cunt. I just want to fucking dive in and eat it, don’t I, John?” Maya said, her voice a low growl. She looked up at John, her eyes gleaming with lust. She saw the hunger in his eyes, the desire that was practically radiating off him. “Fuck, yes. Eat her, Maya. Eat that fucking gorgeous cunt,” John growled, his voice thick with desire.
He’d never actually used the word cunt with Emily before today, it just wasn’t part of their vocabulary – but hearing Maya say it had ignited something primal inside him. He watched as Maya licked her lips, her eyes gleaming with lust as she looked down at Emily’s wet pussy.
“With pleasure,” Maya purred, her voice low and sultry.
She leaned down, her tongue darting out to lick a long, slow path from the base of Emily’s pussy to the top of her slit. Emily let out a low moan, her hips bucking slightly as Maya’s tongue made contact with her sensitive skin.
“Fuck, that feels so good,” Emily groaned, her hands fisting the sheets beneath her.
She spread her legs wider, giving Maya better access. Maya let out a soft moan, her tongue already working its magic on Emily’s clit. She circled it, her tongue flicking against the sensitive bud, before sucking it gently into her mouth.
John couldn’t believe how fucking hot this was, watching Maya eat his wife’s pussy. He could see the way Emily’s body responded to Maya’s touch, her hips squirming, her back arching as she ground her pussy against Maya’s face.
He could hear her moans, low and breathy, her voice thick with desire. He could see her tits heaving, her nipples hard and dark, begging for attention.
Maya’s tongue worked in slow, languid strokes, exploring every inch of Emily’s pussy. She licked up and down her slit, tasting her juices, before circling her clit, her tongue flicking against the sensitive bud. Emily let out a loud moan, her hips bucking against Maya’s face.
“Don’t stop. Please don’t fucking stop.” Emily moaned.
Maya could feel Emily’s orgasm building, could sense the tension in her body, the tell-tale way her muscles were tensing up. She knew Emily was close, but she also knew all about the pleasures of denial. Especially with John watching. So she eased up on the intensity of her licks, teasing her with soft, slow strokes of her tongue.
Emily let out a frustrated groan. “Please, Maya. I need to cum. Please make me cum.”
Maya looked up at John, who was stroking his cock with a fierce rhythm. She could see the lust in his eyes, the way he was biting his lower lip as he watched. She could feel his eyes on her, burning into her, and it was turning her on even more.
“Fuck her, Maya,” John growled. “I want to see you fucking fuck her,” John groaned, desperate to see some of the things that Emily had confessed to him earlier.
Emily looked at Maya, her eyes pleading. “Please make me cum. Any way you want – but please make me cum, Maya.”
Maya looked up at John, a wicked smile spreading across her face. She could see the hunger in his eyes, the way his cock was straining against his shorts. She knew what he wanted, what he needed. She turned back to Emily, her eyes dark with lust.
“I think it’s time for me to give you what you need, Emily,” Maya growled, her voice thick with desire. “Are you ready for that special fuck, baby?”
Emily nodded, her body trembling with anticipation. “Yes, Maya. Fuck me. Make me cum.”
Maya climbed off the bed and walked over to her bag. She pulled out a small bottle of lube and her strap-on dildo.
She held them up for John to see, a smirk playing on her lips. “I think you’ll like this, John. Time for you to learn some new tricks.”
Maya turned to Emily, a wicked glint in her eyes. “On your hands and knees, Emily. I want to see that perfect ass of yours up in the air for me.”
Emily complied, eager to please both Maya and John. She got onto her hands and knees, her ass in the air, her pussy glistening with her juices. John watched, his breath coming in harsh gasps as he took in the sight before him. His cock was throbbing painfully in his hand, his balls aching with the need for release.
Maya stepped closer, her eyes roaming over Emily’s body. She loved the way Emily’s body trembled with anticipation, the way her cheeks were flushed with heat. She ran her hand over Emily’s ass, her touch firm and possessive.
“Fuck, Emily, you have the most perfect ass I’ve ever seen.” Maya drooled. She spanked Emily’s ass, hard, leaving a red handprint on her cheek. Emily gasped and bucked her hips forward, surprised by the sting. Maya smiled, her eyes gleaming with lust as she watched Emily squirm.
“You like that, don’t you, Emily? You like it when I spank your ass?” Maya asked, her voice low and husky.
Emily bit her lip, her cheeks flushing with heat. “Uh huh,” she managed to grunt, anticipating the next slap.
Maya didn’t disappoint. She brought her hand down hard on the other cheek, leaving another red mark. Emily bucked her hips forward again, the sting quickly turning into a dull ache that was making her pussy throb.
“You look so fucking hot like this, Emily. Your ass all red and marked up. Is that what you like? Being spanked like a little slut?” Maya’s voice was a low growl, her hand continuing to caress Emily’s ass, her fingers dipping down to tease her pussy lips.
Emily nodded, her ass pushing back against Maya’s hand, wanting more. “I love it. I’m such a fucking slut for it.”
“Good girl,” Maya murmured, her hand coming down hard on Emily’s ass again, the smack echoing through the room.
“Now, let’s get you ready for this strap-on.”
Maya reached for the lube, her eyes locked on John. She squirted some onto her fingers, spreading it over the head of the dildo. She looked up at John, a wicked grin on her face. “Are you ready for this, John?”
John nodded, his breath coming in short gasps. “Yes,” he gasped.
Maya chuckled, a low, sultry sound, and said, “Okay, Emily – get ready to be fucking fucked.”
Maya positioned herself behind Emily, the dildo already glistening with lube. She rubbed the tip up and down Emily’s pussy lips, coating it with her copious juices. Emily moaned, her body squirming with anticipation. Emily sighed as she pushed her ass back against the dildo.
“Not yet, darling. We’re going to take this slow,” Maya murmured, her voice low and husky. “We don’t want to rush anything, do we?” she said, looking at John. John shook his head, his breath coming in short, shallow gasps.
“No, we don’t,” he managed to gasp. She reached down, her fingers circling the base of the dildo, her other hand gripping Emily’s ass cheek. She pushed the tip of the dildo against Emily’s pussy, her movements slow and steady.
Emily moaned, her hips pushing back against the dildo, wanting more.
“Patience, darling,” Maya commanded. “I told you, we’re going to take our time.”
She moved the tip of the dildo up towards Emily’s puckered asshole, her movements slow and deliberate. She could feel Emily’s muscles tensing, could feel her body resisting as she tried to force her way in. She knew Emily was ready, could feel her juices coating the dildo, but she wanted to draw this out, wanted to make Emily beg for it.
She pushed the tip against her asshole again, feeling it give slightly under the pressure.
She pushed again, this time feeling the tight sphincter stretch slightly as it slid in. She could feel Emily’s muscles tensing, could hear her moans of pleasure and discomfort as she gently pushed the dildo deeper.
She looked across at John to check his reaction. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, his cock in his hand, stroking it slowly as he watched the action unfold. His hips were moving in time with his strokes, his eyes glued to the sight of the dildo penetrating his wife’s tight asshole.
Emily moaned, her body trembling with pleasure and pain as Maya continued to push the dildo deeper into her ass. The burn was intense, but there was also an undeniable pleasure that came from the slow stretch and fill of her tight hole.
“Oh fuck, that’s soooo big,” Emily gasped, her fingers gripping the sheets beneath her. She looked over her shoulder at Maya, her eyes filled with a mix of discomfort and desire. “It burns, but it feels so good.”
Maya smiled, her eyes never leaving Emily’s ass. She knew the feeling well, the burn of initial penetration giving way to a deep, intense pleasure. She leaned down, her lips brushing against Emily’s earlobe. “You’re doing so well, baby. Just breathe through it. That’s it, just let it burn a little more.” She could feel Emily’s body tensing, could feel her muscles working to accommodate the dildo. She could feel Emily’s body relaxing as the initial burn subsided.
“Fuck, she’s so goddamn tight, John,” Maya murmured, her eyes locked onto John. She could see the lust in his eyes, could see the way his cock was throbbing in his hand as he watched.
“She told me you’ve never fucked her in the ass before. Why?” John shook his head, his breath ragged. “I… I don’t know. I just never thought about it. I was too caught up in… in vanilla sex, I guess.”
Maya’s lips curled into a wicked smile. “Well, today’s your lucky day, John. Because I’m going to show you how to fuck her ass. And you’re going to watch. And learn.”
John swallowed hard, his cock throbbing at the sight of the dildo slowly disappearing into Emily’s tight asshole. He could see the way her muscles stretched and contracted around the thick silicone cock, her body adjusting to the intrusion.
“Fuck, that’s so goddamn hot,” John groaned, his hand moving faster on his shaft.
Emily let out a long, low moan, her body shaking with the beautiful mix of pleasure and pain. “Oh John, it feels so good. So fucking good.”
John watched, his own body trembling with need and desire, as Maya continued to pump the dildo harder and deeper into Emily. He could see the way her body stretched around it, the way her muscles contracted and relaxed, adjusting to the intrusion. He watched, his breath coming in ragged gasps, as Maya leaned down and began to caress Emily’s back, her fingers tracing patterns on her skin.
“That’s it, baby,” Maya whispered, her voice low and sultry. “That’s a good girl. Are you ready to cum for me? Let’s show John what you’re capable of, shall we?” Maya purred, her voice low and sultry as she reached down to cup Emily’s breasts, squeezing them firmly. Emily let out a soft moan, her nipples hardening under Maya’s touch.
“Yes, I’m ready to cum, Maya. Please,” Emily begged, her body trembling with need.
Maya leaned down, her lips brushing against Emily’s ear. “Say it louder, baby. Let John hear you beg for it.”
Emily took a deep breath, her eyes locked onto John’s. “Please, please Maya, I’m ready. I want to cum for you please,” Emily begged, her voice hoarse with desire.
John groaned as he watched the sight before him. His wife, his beautiful, sexy wife, on her hands and knees, being fucked in the ass by this gorgeous younger woman. He could see Emily’s body begin to tremble more, her moans growing louder and more desperate. He knew she was at that point of no return, and he was desperate to see her lose control.
“Please, Maya,” Emily begged, her voice ragged with desire. “I’m begging you.”
Maya’s grip on the strap-on tightened, her hips picking up speed as she started to slam the dildo in and out of Emily’s ass. That was all it took for Emily to let go. She pushed back against the dildo, her body trembling with the force of her orgasm.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!” Emily screamed, her voice ragged and raw. She could feel her pussy clenching and unclenching as waves of pleasure crashed over her.
John watched, mesmerised by the stream of juices that gushed from his wife’s pussy. She had never done that with him.
Maya pulled out the dildo, leaving Emily panting and trembling. She stood up and walked over to John, her eyes locking onto his. She could see the hunger in his eyes, the lust that was practically radiating off him.
John watched as Maya stood before him, her body glistening with sweat, her hair dishevelled from the fucking. She reached out and grabbed his cock, her hand wrapping around the shaft. She could feel how hard he was, how much he wanted this. She looked up at him, her eyes dark with lust.
“You want to fuck her now, don’t you, John?” she purred.
“Yes, I fucking do,” he growled.
Emily heard what Maya was planning but felt a tad too spent to take another fucking just yet. Before they could set their plan in motion, Emily turned to Maya and asked, “Sorry Maya, I think I need a little breather. Do you think you could …” She looked at John and then back at Maya, a sly smile on her face.
John frowned, wondering what Emily was up to.
Maya smirked. “Are you sure you wouldn’t mind?” she asked Emily.
“Of course I wouldn’t,” Emily replied. “Just as long as you don’t!”
My god, how Emily had changed over the course of just a few days. From a woman who had always been so demure and even a little reserved in bed, she was now bold and adventurous, eager to explore new territories of pleasure.
With that, Maya walked over to the bed and bent down on her knees in front of John. Her eyes met his as she released his cock from the confines of his boxers. It sprang free, already hard and dripping with pre-cum.
“Fuck,” Maya growled, her eyes locked on John’s cock. “Look at this cock, Emily. Look at how fucking hard and ready it is.” She looked up at John, her hand wrapping around the base of his shaft. “You have a beautiful cock, John. I can’t wait to feel it inside me.”
Emily watched, her pussy clenching at the sight of Maya’s lips wrapping around John’s cock. She could see the way Maya’s head bobbed up and down, her mouth taking him in deeper and deeper with each stroke. She could hear the wet sounds of her sucking, the way John’s breath hitched and his hips bucked as Maya’s tongue swirled around his shaft.
“Fuck, that’s so fucking hot,” Emily murmured, her fingers reaching down to touch her own clit. She rubbed herself in time with Maya’s sucking, her eyes glued to the sight before her.
Maya looked up at Emily, her eyes gleaming with lust. She knew exactly what she was doing, knew exactly how to drive Emily wild with desire. She knew exactly when the time was right and pulled her head back, her mouth releasing John’s cock with a loud pop. She looked up at Emily, a wicked smile playing on her lips.
“You want a taste, don’t you, Emily? You want to taste your husband’s cock, all wet and slippery from my mouth?” Maya purred, her voice thick with desire.
Emily caught her breath as she nodded, her body aching with need. She crawled over, her tongue darting out to lick the length of John’s shaft, tasting the sweet and salty mixture of his pre-cum and Maya’s spit. She moaned softly, her eyes locked onto John’s.
However, Maya had different plans for John’s cock. Before Emily got too far into her task, Maya stopped her, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “I’ve got plans for that ‘bad boy’ of yours John. Should I tell you what they are? Or should I just give you a clue?” Maya asked, her voice a low purr as she bent down onto her hands and knees. “I mean, fair’s fair, isn’t?” she said looking Emily in the eyes, searching for her approval.
Emily looked at John with a ‘are you okay with this?’ look. John looked back at her, his eyes filled with lust and desire. Emily nodded to Maya, giving her approval for her to continue.
“What do you say, John? Do you think you can give me what I want? What your wife gave me yesterday.” Maya said looking at John. “You want to know what I want, John,” as she provocatively wiggled her ass in the air. “Are you tempted, sir?” Maya cooed, glancing over her shoulder at John with a sultry smile. “I was such a good little slut for your wife yesterday, you know. Now it’s your turn to take my ass.” Maya provoked, her voice a sultry purr.
She wiggled her ass, inviting John to claim her.
“Emily, why don’t you come over here and guide him? Show him how to take me. Teach him how to fuck my ass, baby,” Maya commanded, her voice husky with desire as she looked over her shoulder at Emily. “Ease me open a bit with those gorgeous fingers of yours. Make sure I’m nice and ready for him.”
Emily swallowed hard, her pussy clenching at the sight of Maya’s beautiful ass on display before her. She crawled over to Maya, her hands reaching out to cup her firm cheeks. She remembered what Maya had done to her earlier. Those stinging slaps across her arse cheeks. It was her turn now to return the favour.
She took a deep breath and brought her hand down sharply across Maya’s right buttock.
The smack echoed through the room, and Maya let out a soft moan. She brought her hand down again, this time on the left cheek, leaving another red handprint. Maya moaned again, her hips pushing back against the sting.
“Fuck, that feels good,” Maya groaned. “I love it when I’m spanked, Emily.”
Emily couldn’t believe how much she enjoyed spanking Maya. The young woman’s flesh was firm and smooth under her palm, and the sound of her hand connecting with Maya’s ass was fucking music to her ears.
She slapped her again, harder, and Maya pushed back against the sting, a low moan escaping her lips. Emily could see Maya’s toes curling into the sheets beneath her, could see the way her back arched with each slap. She could also see the way her pussy was glistening with her juices, her inner lips swollen and dark with desire.
“Okay, now pull my ass cheeks apart and cover my butthole with your spit. We need to get me ready to take John’s cock” Maya moaned, her hips pushing back against Emily’s hand.
Emily sucked a mouthful of spit into her mouth, drizzled it accurately down onto Maya’s tight rosebud and used her fingers to rub it around her puckered hole.
Maya moaned and wriggled her ass, urging Emily on.
“That’s right, baby, make me nice and wet,” Maya groaned. “Now, finger me open, Emily. I want to feel your fingers inside me.”
Emily inserted a finger, feeling the tight grip of Maya’s asshole around it. She added another finger and began to pump slowly, feeling Maya’s muscles stretch and relax around her. She added a third finger, tilting them slightly to stimulate Maya’s walls.
“Oh, fuck yes, that feels so good,” Maya moaned, pushing back against Emily’s fingers. “I love it when you finger my ass, baby. Feels so good.” Maya groaned, her body pushing back against Emily’s fingers. “Do you think I’m ready for John yet.” Maya moaned. “Because fuck, I want him. I want him deep in me.”
Emily could see that Maya was indeed ready. She had been watching John stroke his cock, his movements becoming more urgent as he watched Maya get fingered. His cock was leaking pre-cum, the head glistening with it.
“Yes, Maya,” Emily said, her voice husky with desire. “You’re nice and ready for him. Come over here, John.”
John stepped forward, his cock leading the way. He could see Maya’s ass, all red and marked up from Emily’s spanking, glistening with Emily’s spit. He could see her pussy, swollen and wet, her juices coating her inner thighs.
Maya turned her head slightly, looking back at him with a sultry smile. “Yes, I’m fucking ready for you,” she moaned, pushing her ass back slightly, inviting him in. “Emily, it’s his first time, so why don’t you help him? Guide his cock into me,” Maya purred.
Emily nodded, her breath coming in short gasps. She knew what needed to be done. She reached out and wrapped her hand around John’s cock, her fingers barely meeting around his thick shaft. She could feel the heat of him, the pulse of his heartbeat in the engorged vein running along the underside of his cock. She looked up at him, her eyes locked onto his.
“You ready for this, John?” she asked, her voice husky with desire, as she watched another gob of her spit land accurately on Maya’s winking hole.
“Fuck yes, I’m ready,” he growled.
Emily could feel his heart racing, could see the raw desire in his eyes. She guided his cock to Maya’s entrance, rubbing the thick head against her puckered hole. She looked at him, a wicked smile spreading across her face. “You want to push in gently, or should I just help you shove it in?” Emily teased, her voice low and sultry. She couldn’t believe how turned on she was by this, by the sight of her husband’s cock pressing against another woman’s asshole. She felt as though she was no longer the passive participant in this little threesome; she was the one calling the shots.
John grunted, his breath coming in short gasps as he looked down at Maya’s ass. He was so fucking hard, his cock throbbing painfully in Emily’s guiding hand. He was desperate to bury himself deep inside her. But he was also nervous, this was uncharted territory for him. He took a deep breath and looked down at Maya’s reddened ass, glistening with Emily’s saliva.
“I’m ready, Emily. Let’s do this. I want to see you open her up and then guide my cock into that fucking gorgeous hole,” John growled.
Emily made sure he was positioned just right and then guided him, “Push John. Gently at first until you break through that initial tight ring of muscle, then thrust deeper. Don’t be afraid to be rough. I loved it when Maya was rough with me yesterday.”
John took a deep breath and pushed forward, feeling the resistance of Maya’s tight asshole against his cock. He gritted his teeth and pushed harder, feeling a sudden give as his cockhead breached her entrance. He let out a low groan, his eyes locking onto Maya’s.
“Fuck, I didn’t think it’d be that tight,” he grunted, his hips pushing forward, inching his cock deeper into Maya’s ass.
Emily moved behind him, her hands on his hips, guiding him, urging him to push harder.
John closed his eyes, focusing on the sensation of Maya’s hot, tight hole gripping his cock. He took a deep breath and pushed forward, burying his cock deeper into her ass. His hips started to move, finding a rhythm. He looked down at where his cock was disappearing into Maya’s ass, the sight turning him on even more.
He watched as Emily’s hand reached around, her fingers finding Maya’s clit and beginning to rub it in slow circles.
“Fuck, that feels so good,” Maya moaned, her hips moving in time with John’s thrusts. “Emily, your fingers feel so good on my clit. I’m so close already.”
John could feel Maya’s muscles contracting around his cock, gripping him tightly as she neared her orgasm. He looked down at Emily, her head bent, her tongue darting out to lick Maya’s pussy lips.
“Fuck, she’s so wet. Her cunt’s dripping,” Emily moaned, her tongue lapping up Maya’s juices. She felt Maya’s body tremble, could feel her hips bucking against John’s cock as he fucked her ass. She knew she was close, the way her breath was coming in short gasps.
“That’s it, baby. Cum for us,” Emily urged, her fingers moving faster on Maya’s clit.
Maya let out a loud moan, her body pushing back against John’s cock. She could feel her orgasm building, could feel it threatening to consume her. She gripped the bedsheets beneath her, her knuckles turning white as she held on for dear life. She could feel Emily’s tongue on her clit, her fingers working in perfect rhythm with John’s thrusts.
“Oh fuck, I’m so close,” Maya gasped, her body trembling with the force of her impending orgasm. “Emily, fuck, your tongue feels so good. I can’t hold back any longer,” Maya cried out, her body trembling with the force of her orgasm. “I’m fucking cumming! I’m fucking cumming!”
John groaned, feeling Maya’s muscles clamp down on his cock as her orgasm ripped through her. He thrust hard into her ass, his own orgasm building deep in his balls. He could feel the pleasure radiating out from his cock, could feel the tingling in his spine as his orgasm exploded from him.
Emily looked up at him, her eyes gleaming with lust and also pride for her husband. She could see his cum oozing out of Maya’s ass, slowly trickling down her cheeks. Her own pussy clenched at the sight, desperate for more.
Maya turned her head to look at Emily, her eyes heavy-lidded with pleasure. “Fuck, that was incredible,” she murmured, her body still trembling with aftershocks of her orgasm. “Who wants to clean me up?” Maya asked with a sexy smile, still on her knees on the bed, her ass high in the air, John’s cum slowly oozing out of her pulsing asshole.
Emily looked at Maya, as she licked her lips, her eyes never leaving Maya’s cum-leaking asshole.
“I think that’s my treat,” Emily purred, her voice a low purr.
She crawled onto the bed, her hands reaching out to spread Maya’s ass cheeks, spreading them wide. She could see John’s cum, thick and white, coating Maya’s asshole and spreading down onto her dripping pussy. She leaned down, her tongue darting out to lick a long, slow path from Maya’s pussy up to her ass. She moaned as she tasted the tangy flavour of John’s cum mixed with the sweet musk of Maya’s pussy. She licked again, her tongue circling Maya’s asshole, her fingers digging into Maya’s soft flesh.
“Fuck, Emily, that feels so good,” Maya moaned, her hips squirming against Emily’s face.
“You’re cleaning me up so fucking well. I will love tasting myself and John’s cum on your tongue.”
John watched as Emily lapped at Maya’s asshole and pussy. He could see the way her tongue worked, the way her lips pressed against Maya’s skin. He could hear the wet sounds of her licking, the way Maya squirmed and moaned beneath her.
“That’s a good girl, Emily,” John growled, “Clean her up nice and good. Show me how much you love to eat that fucking ass of hers.”
Emily moaned in response, her tongue lapping at Maya’s flesh, her fingers digging into Maya’s soft cheeks. She could feel Maya’s body trembling beneath her, could hear the soft moans that escaped Maya’s lips. She knew she was turning her on, knew she was driving her wild.
“Wait, baby. As much as I would love for you to keep licking me until I pass out, I think we need to get cleaned up. You both have me covered in sweat, spit, and cum,” she laughed softly.
“Good idea, I think we could all use a shower,” John said, beginning to feel the fatigue of their intense session.
Emily pulled away from Maya’s sweet, tangy flesh and licked her lips, savouring the taste of their shared pleasure. “A shower sounds perfect,” she agreed, climbing off the bed.
John and Maya followed suit, their bodies still flushed and glossy with sweat. Maya laughed as she looked down at the bed, the sheets rumpled and stained with their combined fluids. “We certainly made a mess, didn’t we?” she said, shaking her head in amusement.
Emily grinned, her eyes sparkling with lust and mischief.
“I think we did more than make a mess, Maya,” she teased, her hand reaching out to caress Maya’s ass. She could feel the remnants of John’s cum still clinging to her skin. “We made some amazing memories.” Emily said with a soft smile, her fingers still lingering on Maya’s ass.
She glanced over at John, her eyes filled with warmth and love. “Thanks for being so open to this, John, ” she said, realising that this was probably the start of a new era for the two of them.
John led the three of them into the bathroom and started to run the tub. The large Jacuzzi tub was the perfect place to unwind after their intense session. He added some scented bubbles to the water, watching as the foam built up, the scent of jasmine filling the air.
“Perfect,” Emily murmured, letting out a soft sigh as she stepped into the tub, her body sinking down into the warm water.
John followed her in, settling his body behind her, his arms wrapping around her waist.
He looked over at Maya, who was watching them with a small smile on her face. She looked content, her body relaxed as she stood by the tub, her eyes closed.
“I think I’m going to let you two have this bath alone,” she said softly, her eyes still closed. “That was quite a session and I think I just need to sleep.”
John nodded, a sense of disappointment washing over him.
“Are you sure?” Emily asked, her eyes full of concern.
“Yeah, I’m sure,” Maya smiled, opening her eyes and looking at Emily. “Plus, I think you two need some time alone to process all of this. You know, talk about it and all that.”
John nodded, his arm still wrapped around Emily.
“You’re right, Maya. We do need to talk. Why don’t you take a quick shower next door and then relax a bit on the bed while Emily and I have our chat in the tub? It’s our final evening here at the hotel, so I could always phone room service and order a meal for the three of us. It’s a perfect evening for us all to sit out and enjoy it on our terrace. It’ll give us a good opportunity to have a good honest chat and you can get to know us properly. What do you say, Maya?” John asked.
Maya’s eyes sparkled as she nodded in agreement. “Sounds perfect to me,” Maya replied. “I’d like that very much. I’ll have a look at the room service menu after I have my shower and let you know my choices, if that’s okay with you two. Then, I’ll need to quickly pop back to my room to get changed.” Maya said, standing up and reaching for a towel. “And if it’s alright for me to stay the night with you, I’ll need to bring my toiletries and stuff,” she added with a cheeky smile.
Emily and John both nodded in agreement.
“Yes, of course we’d love you to stay the night, wouldn’t we John,” Emily said, watching as Maya stepped away from the tub and headed to the shower in the adjoining room.
John nodded a ‘yes’ and couldn’t help but admire Maya’s form as she wrapped a towel around herself and left the room, her hips swaying gently with each step.
Once Maya had left, John turned his attention back to Emily, his arm still wrapped around her waist.
“So, what do you think?” he asked, his voice soft.
Emily let out a long sigh, her body relaxing against his, as she considered her reply.
“Exciting, isn’t it?” she finally said, a soft smile playing on her lips.
“Exciting? Emily, that was so much more than exciting. It was…” John trailed off, searching for the right word. “It was… new. Intense. Eye-opening. I never imagined…”
Emily turned to face him, her eyes searching his. “Neither did I. But I’m glad it happened. I’m glad we explored this together. It’s brought us closer, I think.”
John nodded, his arm tightening around her. “It has. And I’m grateful to Maya for that. She’s… special. In more ways than one.” John said, looking deep into Emily’s eyes. “I never thought I’d be saying this, but I’m genuinely fond of her. And I’m grateful for the experiences she’s given us.”
Emily’s smile widened, her eyes reflecting the warmth in her heart. “Me too, John. Me too. She’s opened up a whole new world for us, hasn’t she? A world where we can explore our desires, our fantasies, together.”
John nodded, his fingers tracing patterns on Emily’s bare shoulder. “I’ve never seen you so… alive, Emily. You were wild. Uninhibited. Insatiable.”
The rest of the evening went exactly as planned. A relaxed meal on the terrace with plenty of good wine to help the conversation flow easily, as if they had known each other for years rather than just a few days.
Maya asked about their lives back home, and they told her about their jobs, their hobbies, their friends. They learned that Maya’s mother was Italian and father was English. She was born in Italy but the family moved to England when she was 12. On leaving school, she became a bit of a nomad travelling the world. How she accidently drifting into modelling when she was backpacking through Italy in her early twenties.
“You’ve lived a life that’s so different from ours. So much adventure and freedom,” Emily said. John nodded, his eyes on Maya as she spoke. He could see the fire in her eyes, the passion that burned brightly within her. He respected that, admired it. He looked at Emily, her eyes reflecting her own thoughts and feelings.
“Yes, it’s been incredible,” Maya said, her voice soft with memory. “But there’s also been a lot of struggle. A lot of uncertainty. I envy you two, in a way. Your stability, your comfort. You have something special, something rare. Don’t take it for granted.”
Emily’s eyes widened slightly at Maya’s words. She had never thought of her life with John as something to envy, but Maya was right. They had built something solid and steady, something to be cherished.
“We don’t,” Emily said softly. “We appreciate everything we have. And we never take it for granted.”
John reached across the table and took Emily’s hand, his fingers lacing with hers. “We’re lucky to have each other. We know that.”
Maya smiled, her eyes softening as she looked at them. “I’m glad. And I’m so glad I met the two of you. You know, I’m really going to miss you two when you leave tomorrow,” Maya said, her voice tinged with a hint of sadness.
Emily looked at her and said, “I’m definitely going to miss you too, Maya. You have taught me so much. And I’m sure John will miss you as well – won’t you John?” Emily added with a twinkle in her eye.
John nodded his agreement, “Oh, definitely. And who knows, maybe our paths will cross again someday. “
Maya smiled at the thought. “Yes, that would be nice. But if we don’t, please, please don’t forget me.”
After that, the three of them fell into a comfortable silence and eventually, with tired eyes, John suggested, “Time for bed, don’t you think?” The two women nodded in agreement. John led the way into the bedroom. The two women followed him and all three quickly undressed and collapsed onto the bed where they cuddled themselves to sleep.
The next morning, Maya had to get up at 6am to get herself ready for work. They said their goodbyes and promised to keep in touch.
Emily and John finished their packing and were ready for the taxi when it arrived at 9am. For the whole of the journey to the airport they held each other’s hands, consumed by their thoughts. Maya had introduced them to a whole new world of experiences, a world that was completely alien to both of them.
They both realised that this was going to be the first day of the rest of their new, very different lives.