Unspoken Pleasure

I should have felt awful. That was my shy wife, showing these strangers something I'd never been able to acquire for myself. I was supposed to feel jealous, betrayed. And some part of me did.

But another part, a shameful aspect that I couldn't ignore, thrilled at the moment. After all, this was what I'd always wanted: an outward, expressive, sex-positive wife who used her amazing body to its most powerful purpose.

Yes, Vanessa was a very beautiful woman. But she paled in comparison to my Kate and the way the other two guys were drooling my wife's way only confirmed my conclusion. Watching Kate ineptly reach for herself was incredible. Seeing her go half lidded, legs open, was a revelation.

I finally had what I wanted. Maybe not in the exact situation I was hoping for, but still. If this was the result of the risks we were taking, I was willing to gamble a bit. The potential prize was simply too big to walk away. "How's it feel, Carlos?" Vanessa asked.

"Really good," the dark-skinned man replied.

"Mason? You like looking at me and Katie?"

"So hot," the blond-haired man said.

"Come on Katie, you can do better than that," Vanessa said. Unsurprisingly, my wife was clumsily rubbing at herself, seemingly more concerned about everyone looking at her than how she felt.

"Here, let me help you," Vanessa said. She stood and walked over to my wife.

I started to move forward, to step in. I'd been willing to let things develop till now. But I also knew what too far looked like and I wasn't about to let it happen.

Before I could interrupt, Tara put her hand on my chest.

"Wait," Tara mouthed.

What did she mean 'wait'? What exactly was I supposed to be holding out for? I still don't know what Tara's intentions truly were. But I let the little redhead hold me back.

Vanessa knelt down and put her hand on top of Kate's. The beautiful blonde adjusted my wife's hand through the dress, never actually touching her pussy, and slowly shifted her grip.

"More like that, OK?" Vanessa said.

My wife's face cinched and her eyes unfocused. "Yes," Kate said, absently.

"There you go," Vanessa said. She walked over and gave each of the guy's dicks a little squeeze. "Only fair," she said, then sat back down on the bed.

She saw me watching and spread her legs wide before reaching down to play with herself again. Vanessa was putting on a show. For my wife. For the room. For me and Tara. It was amazing how this beautiful blonde woman could control all of our attentions. If she could ever find a way to spread her legs on national television, she'd take over the world.

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"Remember to tell us how it feels, Katie," Vanessa said.

"... it's good," Kate said, her voice trembling.

I felt Tara's hand push against my chest again. Her thin, pink fingers traced their way around my pecs, then down my stomach. I tried to catch Tara's attention, but she was completely focused on what she was doing. She let out a long, low 'shhhhhh' as she traced my body.

Tara's hands went lower. She pulled down my zipper. Intuitively, I put my hand over hers to stop her, but the movement seemed to only encourage my slim sister-in-law. Like it was nothing, Tara stuck her hand through the fly of my boxers and grabbed my dick. I heard her breath catch in her throat.

"Seriously?" the pretty redhead whispered, fishing out my bare cock. Her little fingers could barely wrap around my shaft. She hefted me, eyes wide, like she'd discovered a completely unknown, inexplicably delicious, kind of fruit. If I hadn't felt trapped between two evils before, now I was completely captured. I knew this was wrong. It was cheating, and worse, with Kate's little sister. Sure, I could argue that my wife was also in the process of crossing some lines, but it wasn't like this.

However, I couldn't control myself in the moment. The word 'stop' appeared in my mouth but faded away before I could form it. As I said, I'd always crushed on Tara. A primordial attraction that held me in her thrall. My sister-in-law's ministrations, the action on the other side of the door, it all held me silent.

So, I stood there -- paralyzed -- watching my wife work herself over in one room while her own little sister held my cock in the other. Tara traced the shape of me, then started rubbing the loose skin up and down over the crown. Any further argument I might have conjured stopped completely as Tara started to stroke my dick.

"Katie, are you getting close?" Vanessa asked, bringing my attention back to the other room.

"I think so," Kate said, her voice tremulous. My gorgeous wife was sitting back, legs askew, though not enough to show anything beyond the pale skin of her thighs where her tan ended. Her eyes were shut, dreamlike. Her long brown hair splayed out over her shoulders.

"Boys?"

"Feels OK," Mason said.

"Oh, what's wrong?" Vanessa asked, pouting, "Oh, I know, you need a little lubrication, don't you?"

Both men nodded vigorously, immediately understanding what Vanessa was suggesting.

"Mason, why don't you come over here," Vanessa said, "Carlos, go over to Katie."

Again, I started to step forward to interrupt, but Tara had the perfect way to hold me in place. She dropped to her knees and, in one long slurp, sucked my cock into her mouth. I groaned so loud, there's no way the room didn't hear it. But no one looked our way.

I'm sure someone will say I should have pushed Tara away. Or say that I'm a bastard for letting my sister-in-law suck me off. My only excuse is that, from my perspective, there was a lot of good coming along with all that bad. The pretty redhead sucking my dick was something that I'd consigned to my dreams. To see it, to feel it, come to reality was incredible on its own. But Tara's skill was what pushed it over the top.

Kate had given me oral a few times, but it was nothing like this. In fact, I'd never had a blowjob this good. Tara was a fucking master. She licked and sucked up and down my shaft with abandon. It was amazing. There could have been a raging fire at my back -- I wasn't going anywhere so long as my wife's little sister kept blowing me.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.