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18

CHRIS

M
y mouth is hanging open and I can feel drool on my lips as I stare in astonishment at the image of my Amy, her face contorted with ecstasy, her mouth twisted into a grimace of pleasure. The sight of Parker pulling up the front of her dress, sliding those fingers under the moist sides of her panties as my Amy sucked the fingers of his other hand like a little slut got me hard as a fucking rock, aroused as anything. But then when Parker pushed his hand down the front of my wife’s black panties, drove his fingers into my Amy’s sweet cunt like that . . . oh, my LORD I had to start unzipping.

And that’s when it happened. I must have glanced away from the screen for just a moment as I undid my belt, and I was startled by the sharp cry from Amy. And when I looked up she was fucking coming! Holy SHIT she was already coming!

Now I just stare as my Amy’s body thrashes in Parker’s hands as his fingers keep working her cunt under those panties. Her pussy is still hidden from me, and it is a HUGE turn-on to see the outline of another man’s fingers pulsating under the shiny wet cloth of those black panties. Oh, fuck, I can almost SMELL her sex now, TASTE her juice, FEEL her orgasm even as I stare at her whimper and convulse her way through that climax.

I am stunned, just fucking STUNNED. I mean, I’ve seen Amy have countless orgasms, but nothing could have prepared me for the sight of her on this computer screen, those thick, tattooed arms of Parker holding her close, her hips moving as he grinds his cock into her ass, her chest heaving as he pulls on her nipples, her pelvis jerking out grotesquely as this man—this man that I sent over—fingers her divine cunt that was all mine until today.

It’s still mine, I tell myself as I lean in close and stare at my Amy’s face, those dazed eyes that are only just flickering open as she winds down her orgasm. I swear she looks almost surprised, like the orgasm snuck up on her, ambushed her. It was quick, no doubt, but holy FUCK was it intense! Could it be the culmination of all that buildup, anticipation, the weeks of conversations, fantasies, doubts, fears, excitement?

Now I slowly become aware of my own throbbing arousal, and without taking my eyes off the computer screen, off Amy’s face, I hurriedly undo my belt and push my pants down to my ankles. My cock sticks straight up in the air like a goddamn tentpole, pushing my white boxers up into a sharp point. I can feel my wetness already seeping through the thick cotton of my underwear, and I start to massage my cock gently as I stare at the scene on the computer.

Yes, I think as I realize that I will need to blow my load soon too so I can get ready for the rest of the session, so I’ll be ready when Amy is ready again. After all, this has been building up for me too, and my body is tensed up and stiff with not just arousal but relief. Yes, now that we’re here, I’m so GODDAMN relieved that my body is behaving in the way I hoped, the way I fantasized, the way Amy must have fantasized.

So yes, I think as I reach down and adjust my balls, which feel heavy and warm. We’re only just getting started, aren’t we, baby?

Amy is looking at me with those unfocused eyes, and I cannot tell if my image on that computer screen is even registering with her. But then she closes both eyes and opens them again, and I see some color in her face as her eyes focus in on me, sitting alone, my cock in my hand, my mouth hanging open. She smiles now, a soft, subtle smile that is all she can manage, and I just nod and do the same. There is no need to say anything, baby, I think. Go on, honey. Come on.

Now Amy lets out a long, deep sigh and slowly turns away from the camera and towards Parker. She goes up on her toes and kisses him now, and I grab my cock with my full fist as I feel my heart start to pound again. Yes, baby. Oh, yes, baby.

She kisses him gently, sweetly, and I am slowly starting to jerk myself off now. I can’t take my eyes off the scene—my wife’s round ass moving for the camera as she kisses another man with her back to me.

Parker’s hands are back up under her dress now, and I can tell Amy has reached down between their bodies and is rubbing his cock through his tight blue dress pants. I can hear Parker breathe now, his breaths coming out sharp and quick as I see Amy’s elbow move back and forth as she pulls harder and harder on his cock.

“Thank you, Parker,” she whispers to him, and hearing her say his name sends a chill up my spine as I pull harder at my own raging erection. “I want to make YOU come now, soldier. What can I do?”

Parker does not respond. He is squeezing my wife’s ass harder now, pushing his hands down the back of her panties and gathering her soft asscheeks in his hands as he breathes harder and harder. He will come in his fucking pants, I realize. Yeah, the way Amy is pulling at his cock is going to make him explode in his pants.

And in a move that almost shocks the hell out of me, I find myself leaning into the microphone, and in a voice that sounds almost alien to me, I say, “No. Step back for a moment, Amy. Step back and help him undress.”

Amy is startled, and she turns to the camera, staring at me. Parker looks over at me too, but he is more relieved than surprised. Yes, I think as I nod once at Parker and then look back at Amy. Parker is a brother soldier, a gentleman, a fucking Marine. He knows what he wants, but he’s showing me the respect of waiting until I offer.

Yes, until I offer him the privilege . . .

. . . the privilege of having my wife, my sweet Amy, the love of my life, strip him naked and suck his cock.

19

AMY

I
do what Chris says, feeling my initial shock transform rapidly into a hungry anticipation as I watch Parker, this goddamn specimen of a Marine, start to undo his belt-buckle as his gaze fixes on my nipples that are hard and pointy under my thin yellow sundress. He glances down at my crotch for a moment, blinking as he stares at the way my dress is sticking to my soaked mound.

I smile at Parker, forcing myself to stop thinking about how goddamn WEIRD it is that my Chris, my HUSBAND, just asked me to undress another man and get ready to suck his cock! I feel dirty for a moment, filthy for a second, like a SLUT right now. And you know what . . . it feels safe, exciting, wonderful, and LIBERATING!

So I smile at Parker again and now I reach out and touch his chest, start to undo the stiff buttons on his tight khaki dress shirt, slide my hands under the cloth and feel the hardness of his pecs and stomach. There are ridges of muscles that feel hard as bone beneath his undershirt, and I can feel my own passion start to stir again, the heat rising between my legs as I help Parker pull his half-unbuttoned shirt off.

His undershirt comes off quickly too, and I blink and take a deep breath as I just freeze and stare at his mammoth frame, those glistening ridges of muscles that make his chest and stomach look like something out of a magazine, a movie, maybe a dream!

I kiss his tanned chest now, taking his tight nipple into my mouth, running my tongue down the center of his torso, breathing in his smell. Parker has already unzipped and is slowly pushing his pants down over his muscular hips, and I slide my hands into his pants now, my fingers searching for an opening in his underwear.

Now I find it and I push my right hand into his underwear, gasping as I feel the heat of his erection, smell the clean musk of his crotch, taste the faintly salty grain of his skin as I continue to kiss and lick his bare chest, his stomach, my fingers struggling to find space inside his tight underwear, to maneuver their way around his incredibly stiff cock that feels like coiled steel in his pants.

“Oh, God, you’re so hard,” I whisper as I pull my hands out and try to help him push his tight pants down.

“Yes, Ma’am,” Parker whispers, his voice thick with arousal, and I almost giggle at how strange it sounds for a man to be calling me “Ma’am” right before I take his cock into my mouth.

Now his pants are down at his ankles and I squat down to help him get them off his feet. But as I bend down I feel his erection against my face, the cloth of his gleaming white underwear sticking straight out like a horizontal teepee. And now I cannot help myself, I just cannot. Oh, LORD it has been so long since I had a cock in my mouth, so GODDAMN long. And so I forget about Parker’s pants and I just open up and start to lick the tip of his cock through his underwear, puckering my lips and kissing now, feeling the stickiness of his pre-cum oozing through the clean cotton of his shorts.

I am breathing heavily as I squat down and lick his mammoth erection, and now I feel Parker’s hands on my head, then my shoulders, now reaching lower as he bends slightly.

Suddenly in one swift movement Parker pulls my dress straight off over my head, and I jerk my head back as I feel a slight breeze in the room from the cloth whipping past my ears. He tosses the yellow sundress onto the floor behind him, and now I am in my black bra and panties, still squatting in front of his erection. I stare up at him, my lips already sticky with his pre-cum and my drool, and I smile now, smile at this Marine, at his cock, at the thought of my husband watching this.

But my back is still to the camera, I realize, and so, holding onto Parker’s cock through his tight white briefs, I change position so that we are in profile to the camera. I glance over at the computer screen once, and I can see that Chris is nodding slightly, his face all red, his eyes wide like a madman’s, his right hand clutching his cock so hard that I can see his knuckles turning white.

“Is this okay, honey,” I whisper into the camera, my voice low, almost like I am talking to myself. “Is this good for you?”

Chris barely moves, but now he nods once, those wild eyes making contact with my own arousal-filled gaze, and for a fleeting moment I feel those earlier feelings of filth and disgust rise up. Those feelings are very weak now though, and as I stare at Chris for another moment, my hand still pulling gently on Parker’s cock which is right in front of my face . . . yes, as I stare at Chris I see the corner of his taut lips twist into a smile, and I catch a sparkle in his eye, and he gives me the slightest of winks, telling me it’s okay, telling me that WE’RE okay, telling me to go ahead.

Yes, he’s telling me to go ahead and release this soldier’s cock now. Release it and take it in, into my warm, wet mouth.

20

CHRIS

M
y Amy looks so goddamn hot in her black underwear, her thighs splayed out shamelessly as she squats down in front of Parker. His cock looks massive in front of her face, and the sight is surreal, intoxicating, fucking WILD!

I watch in sheer ecstasy as Amy winks back at me and then turns back toward Parker. She licks the tip of his erection again now, through the cloth that is already soaked through with saliva and pre-cum. There is a trail of stickiness connecting her tongue to his cock, and it is so goddamn FILTHY to see my Amy like this that I have to control myself or else I’m going to blow my load right now.

Parker is running his hands through my Amy’s hair now, his entire body tensed up with arousal, his shoulders slightly hunched as he stares down at my wife licking his confined cock while she clutches at his balls from underneath. I can tell that Parker is doing everything he can to hold back from just pushing his underwear all the way down, grabbing Amy’s head, and fucking RAMMING his cock down her throat, and I feel a weird sense of satisfaction, power even, when I realize that I am in some way controlling this from across the oceans. Yes, Amy and I are in control of this thing, which is exactly what we talked about, exactly what we hoped would happen when we got to the moment of truth.

Now Amy looks up at Parker with a smile, and I smile too when I realize that my Amy just thought the very same thing, that she is in control, she and I are in control. Her tongue is hanging out, still teasing Parker’s cock as his muscular body starts to shiver with anticipation. She is playing with him, teasing him, teasing ME as well! Oh, you little slut. I love you so much right now.

But Amy’s instincts are good, and she’s not going to push it too far with depriving a Marine who’s three times her size access to her warm, ready mouth, her hot, wet mouth that has been promised to him, promised by her, promised by her husband.

So she pulls down his underwear all the way now, and I feel my body jerk involuntarily as Parker’s cock springs out like a goddamn pole, slapping against my wife’s forehead as she bends down to push his underwear to his ankles.

Amy reaches up and grasps his cock now, her hands looking tiny against Parker’s girth. She is staring at the swollen red tip that’s oozing with pre-cum, and I can tell she is breathing hard now as she gets aroused with the anticipation of taking him into her. She’s always liked sucking cock, and I remember in the early days when she was hesitant about letting me fuck her, she’d still happily take my cock into her mouth, suck me with vigor and passion until I exploded against the back of her throat, pouring my hot cum into her. Oh, FUCK how I miss that, I think as I start to pull on my cock again as I watch her slowly take Parker’s erection into her mouth.

His cock slides in slowly, and my body shakes as I stare at my Amy’s full red lips spread wide as another man’s cock enters her mouth. Parker is groaning now, one hand on the top of Amy’s head, the other rubbing the back of her neck as he slowly pushes himself all the way in, into my wife’s mouth.

She takes it, my Amy—all of it. And now, for one glorious moment, it is like everything is frozen. Parker’s hips are pressed against my squatting wife’s face. Both their eyes are closed tight, their bodies still, the arousal so intense that I can sense it where I sit.

I pull furiously on my cock as I stare, and now Amy starts to move her head back and forth slowly. I can hear the sounds of her sucking, slurping, breathing hard through her nose. Parker is grunting like an animal now, his grip on her head getting tighter, his fingers grasping her long brown hair as he starts to thrust into her, thrust into her, thrust into her . . .

. . . and he is fucking my wife in the mouth now, his grunts getting louder and wilder, and Amy’s eyes are closed tight and she is breathing hard through her nose, snorting like a horse as she sucks. There is drool pouring down the sides of her mouth as she sucks Parker, and I almost moan out loud myself when I see my Amy lower her left hand, grasp Parker’s balls for a moment before sliding her fingers down between her own spread-out thighs as she sits there on her haunches, her body rocking as Parker holds her head and fucks her harder and harder in the mouth . . .

. . . and I push my own underwear down now, releasing my erection, and I yank on my cock harder and harder, feeling my face and neck tense up as I stare at Parker’s glistening shaft move in and out of my wife’s mouth as she fingers her cunt in that filthy squatting position.

“Oh, baby,” I mutter as I jerk myself off harder. “Oh, shit, Amy.”

I am close to coming, I know, and I stare at my computer screen, hoping to time it right. Images of Parker coming all over my wife’s face are invading my imagination as I grunt myself closer to orgasm. I would love to see Parker’s cum on her chin, her smooth bare chest, all over her pushed-up tits, that black bra.

But I’d also love to watch her swallow his load, I think as I massage my balls with my left hand as I jerk myself off with all my strength with my right hand. Oh, fuck yes. Oh, come on. Come on. Come ON!

And now Parker fucking SHOUTS and he grabs Amy’s head with both hands as his neck tenses up and his back arches. He is fucking coming, I realize as I hunch over and jerk myself off with a wild fury, my teeth rattling as I stare at Amy’s eyes go wide as she starts to gag on his hot cum. Now I feel the convulsion start up in my body as my pent-up arousal finds its way to the surface, and my ass is lifting off the chair with the force of my motion, and here it comes, here it comes, here it fucking COMES!

—and just as I fucking EXPLODE right there, I see Amy’s head jerk back, releasing Parker’s cock, and he is still coming, and as my orgasm rips through my shaking body, I stare as if in a dream at this soldier, this Marine, shoot the last bit of his load all over the smooth white skin of my wife’s face.