Silver Invitation

Her biggest fantasy had always been simple in theory and impossible in practice: getting fucked while someone else licked her pussy. She'd imagined it for years, but the reality her husband behind her, Jason on his knees between her legs was hotter than anything she had ever dared picture.

She was trying to recover, but Jason didn't stop. He stayed on his knees, his hands gently parting her trembling thighs wider, his face pressed between them like it was his job to be there.

But now his licks were different. Slower. More reverent. Like he was savoring her.

Savoring the mixture of her soaked, wrecked pussy. He wasn't swayed by her husband's cum, now slowly dribbling from her hole. He licked it all. Long, soft swipes of his tongue over her entrance. Gathering. Tasting. Swallowing.

He let it roll into his mouth warm, salty, soaked in her essence and he groaned against her as he swallowed it down, licking up every drop like it was sacred.

She whimpered, her hips twitching under the overwhelming aftershocks. She recovered quickly, already ready for another round of whatever might happen.

Her pussy was wrecked, swollen, red and open, and his tongue kept moving. Teasing around the entrance, curling slowly upward toward her clit, then back down to where her husband's release seeped out of her.

It was filthy. It was forbidden. And it was the hottest thing she'd ever felt.

She reached back weakly, fingers tangling in Jason's hair, trying to stop him, but he just moaned against her, refusing to pull away.

Her husband watched from the bed, chest rising and falling, eyes dark and wide as he looked down at the scene. His wife trembling and full of his cum, Jason's mouth open as his tongue lapped it up, cleaning her pussy with slow, eager strokes.

Jason moaned again, louder this time, his hands now on her ass, spreading her wider, exposing her completely to his mouth as he pressed deeper, collecting every last drop, worshiping her with his tongue like she was a fucking altar.

She didn't know how long it lasted. She just knew she was moaning again. Shaking again. Her clit already hardening again.

And she knew something else too.

Jason wasn't going to stop until her pussy was clean. Or until she came again.

She didn't think. She just moved.

His tongue stayed deep between her folds, slowly working her open, collecting the last drops of warm, slick mess from inside her. His hands gripped her hips like he was holding her together.

But she needed more. She needed to taste.

She flipped over on top of him and wrapped her hand around his cock.

He gasped against her pussy when she gripped him, his tongue briefly pausing.

And then, without a word, she brought the head of his cock to her lips. It was soaked with precum, salty and hot against her tongue.

She opened wide.

And took him in.

Jason moaned into her pussy the moment her lips wrapped around him. His cock twitched hard in her mouth, thick and heavy against her tongue as she began to suck him slow with deep strokes.

She bobbed her head gently at first, moaning around his cock, letting the sound vibrate through him as he continued to lick her open cunt, his mouth now a sticky, soaking mess of her arousal and her husband's cum.

It was filthy. It was perfect.

Her husband groaned from the bed behind her, stroking his still hard cock at the sight of her on all fours with one man's tongue buried in her cum filled pussy, and that same man's cock sliding deeper into his wife's throat with every slow, eager pull of her lips.

He was a little annoyed but also turned on by how horny she was. He thought to himself that as long as Jason's cock went nowhere near her pussy, it was all good.

She pulled back and licked the underside of Jason's shaft, then took him in again, deeper this time. Her lips wrapped tight around his cock. Her saliva mixed with his precum, sliding down his cock in messy trails as she moaned around him.

Jason's hips trembled.

He couldn't speak. He could barely breathe.

His tongue faltered on her clit for a second, but then she sucked harder, deeper, dragging the flat of her tongue along the underside of his cock, and he dived back in, licking her mess like it was ambrosia.

Now they were both moaning her pussy dripping again, her mouth filled, her husband watching with wild, dark eyes.

She was the center of everything. Open. Used. Worshiped. And completely in control.

Her body was overstimulated, trembling, used, and still aching for more. Behind her, her husband stroked his cock slowly, watching the scene, turned on and annoyed.

He couldn't take it anymore.

He stepped behind her.

He saw her puckered asshole. It was his favorite place to fuck, but he was rarely allowed to use it. He licked around her hole and noticed she bucked her ass toward his tongue. He knew at that moment it was all fair game. It was a rare instance she wanted her ass played with.

He slowly guided his thick shaft to her ass. He placed the head against her hole, and just the sight alone almost pushed him over the edge. But he composed himself and slid further into her.

She felt the tip press between the cheeks of her ass, slick with her own cum, his spit and Jason's tongue.

Her mouth still full of cock, so she had to slow to catch her breath.

She tensed instinctively.

He paused.

Their history with anal had always been cautious. Rare. Careful. She didn't love it. Usually avoided it.

But this moment wasn't usual.

This wasn't careful or controlled.

This was pure need.

Her mouth was full, her pussy stretched and leaking, her body still vibrating from the orgasm Jason had licked out of her.

And now her husband wanted to fill the last part of her.

She exhaled slowly around Jason's shaft, relaxing her jaw, and then her husband gripped her hips firmly as he applied gentle, steady pressure.

"Relax," he whispered. "I'll go slow. Just feel it. Just let it happen."

She did.

Bit by bit, her body opened for him--slick and messy and so ready.

She moaned louder around Jason's cock as her husband's tip finally pushed in.

That first inch made her gasp tight, burning, but so full.

Jason looked down at her, dazed, his cock twitching in her mouth as he realized what was happening behind her.

Her ass was being filled.

His eyes widened. He groaned.

Her husband kept going, inch by inch, until he was buried to the hilt in her ass.

"Fuck," he hissed, gripping her tighter. "You're so tight. So full."

Her body was trembling mouth stuffed, ass stretched and Jason's tongue now lapping gently at her clit as her husband began to move in slow, deep thrusts.

She was filled in both ends now.

Her moans were muffled, desperate, soaking Jason's cock with every wet suck.

And the filth of it began to build another orgasm in her. The fullness, the pressure, the way both men worshiped was about to send her over the edge..

She was overwhelmed.

Her pussy still throbbed from earlier. Her mouth was filled with Jason's thick cock, his hands tangled gently in her hair. And her ass, tight and rarely used, was now stretched wide around her husband's shaft, each slow thrust deeper than the last.

She was trembling, her entire body slick with sweat, spit, and sex.

Jason was moaning now, his hips twitching, his cock pulsing between her lips.

"Fuck," he gasped, trying to hold on. "I'm gonna cum."

She sucked harder. Deeper.

Like she wanted it.

Like she needed it.

And that was it.

Jason tensed. His head fell back.

Then with a low, desperate groan, his cock throbbed inside her mouth.

And he came.

Hot, thick ropes of cum shot across her tongue, pulsing in waves as she swallowed greedily, her lips tight around the shaft, cum leaking out all around her lips. She let it all drip out around his shaft and her lips.

She moaned as she drank him down, his cock twitching again and again.

But she wasn't done.

Her husband was still buried deep in her ass, pounding harder now.

"Mine," he growled through clenched teeth. "Fucking mine."

He slammed into her one last time, balls slapping against her dripping pussy.

And then he roared.

His cock jerked violently inside her ass as the first pulse of cum exploded deep within her. Thick. Hot. Endless.

He held her in place, every muscle clenched, cock twitching again and again as he emptied himself into her, flooding her tightest hole with rope after rope of cum. She moaned through it completely full now and then suddenly his cock slid out and pushed right into Jason's mouth. Jason did not jerk away. He took the cock wrapped his lips tightly around it and sucked it like he had done it before.

Her husband was a little unsure what to think but also used it as retribution for Jason getting his dicked sucked by his wife. He placed his dick back in her ass before her hole shrunk back down and then quickly back in Jason's mouth. Jason still didn't hesitate to suck his cock. Cum was dripping down out of her ass. The whole scene was too much for her husband. He clenched and blew another small rope of cum down Jason's throat. Jason never slowed down and swallowed the cum from his cock and then licked what was dripping down from her ass.

Her ass, her pussy, her throat all used. Jason's cum filled her belly. Her husband's cum filled her ass. Her body trembled beneath the weight of it all, her skin flushed and soaked, her head falling to the mattress as they both slowly, finally pulled back. She was a little unsure of the final events of the evening.

She wasn't sure why, but seeing Jason suck off her husband after he fucked her ass turned her on a little. She wasn't sure she wanted to see anything like that again, but she thought it would be good to think about while masturbating for the next few weeks.

Jason put on his clothes and got out of there quickly. Not sure if he should fear her husband for letting her suck his dick or out of embarrassment for sucking her husband's dick. Either way he was out of there.

Her husband leaned over, kissed the back of her shoulder, and whispered, you were perfect. Not sure what to think about all of this, but not sure we have ever came like that in one night. They wrapped up in each other's arms and collapsed to bed.