“Kara, listen to me. It’s the least you can do for being so unfaithful to me last night and today. Did you really let her go down on you?”
“Yes,” she says, timid and compliant. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay,” Jason soothes, his eyes trained on me over the monster hard-on roaring in his lap. “You’ll make it up to me, right? You both will.”
Ohhh fuck, there it is. Yes. Fuck my slippery tight cunt you masterful stud.
“What do you mean, Jason?” I ask carefully.
“I mean,” he says, peeling the fabric away from the horniest, hardest, most mouth-wateringest naked cock my eyes ever wanted to fuck, “I want you to show me again what you were doing on that train while you were all worked up. Kara here is going to help me watch.”
Without a word and keeping her eyes low, Kara reaches for Jason’s erect cock and wraps a hand around it. I swallow hard with frantic longing as her mind-bending grip holds him tight.
“That’s good baby,” Jason says, his eyes locked with mine, “just like that.”
Kara’s thin fingers pull his taut skin up and down the throbbing meat, a purple head shining with intense pressure. My jaw hangs.
Jason lifts his chin, urging me to get busy between my legs. I watch them together, like that commuter train tramp, and mindlessly slide my panties off and down to the floor of their rec room. I peel my thighs apart and give my good friends an intimate view. My pussy is over-ripe, dripping with lust, primed for a night of whatever Jason planned on doing with that gorgeous length of sausage in his wife’s tantalizing grip.
“Take it slow, Beck,” he says, “I want this to last.”
Fuck. My fingers pinch my clit as my hips tilt my pussy closer. I’m dying for something inside me, but I follow his lead.
Without prompting, Kara leans over her husband and lowers her mouth down around the head of his cock. It’s the first time I’ve seen dick-sucking from a third-person view, and I moan out loud with wide eyes.
“Kara gives great head,” Jason says, his eyes monitoring mine, “do you ever do that kind of thing Becca?”
I couldn’t speak, lest I give away my overwhelming urge to push Kara’s face aside and replace it with my own. I shake my head. It’s true, my experience with cocks is mostly that of fumbling around in the dark. Foreplay is usually overlooked. My mouth dries, thirsting for his throbbing tool.
“I’m surprised,” he continues as Kara’s head descends, “oooh, fuck that’s a sweet mouth. It seems like someone so eager for a face full of cum would have more experience in this area. Maybe Kara here can give you some pointers. Suck it good for her, honey.”
Kara eases her head up and down Jason’s long cock. The shine of her saliva as his meat reappears from between her lips makes it look delicious, and I slip two fingers up my pussy with a moan. “Oh god… I would… appreciate that, Kara.” In the heat of the moment, I decide to keep pushing Jason by speaking to Kara. “Would you show me?”
Kara pulls her face from Jason’s erection long enough to nod without looking directly at me.
“Becca. Sit on your hands,” Jason commands, staring at my plunging fingers, “I said to take this slow, and you’re already fingering yourself. Sit on them.”
I do as I’m told, withdrawing my slick fingers and holding my hands up in mock-surrender. I tuck them under my bare ass and watch Jason stare between my spread legs as Kara gently nurses his cock.
“Take your shirt off,” he says, placing his hand on the back of Kara’s sucking head, “show me what my wife has already seen Beck. Don’t worry, I won’t tell Gary you had your pussy out at my house this weekend.”
He’s good, I think as I slip my unbuttoned blouse off my shoulders. Now I’m wearing just a bra in their house, and it feels like a snowsuit. It’s got to go. But first…
“Kara,” I start, “is it okay that I get naked in your house? I’m your guest after all. It feels wrong.”
“It’s fine Beck,” Jason says, looking like a master being pleasured by a servant. His tone is getting aggressive. “Take it off and let me in on your little secret.”
Blushing with lust, I reach behind and pop my bra. It tumbles away and Jason’s pupils grow dark as he takes in the fresh new breasts bared before him. Fire burns between my legs as I sit back on my hands as instructed.
“Good,” Jason approves, “is this how she looked today Kara? Go ahead and look at her.”
Kara pops her lips off Jason’s intense cock and her eyes finally find mine. Her look makes my pussy drip a fresh trail of desire onto their chair. She only nods, but her eyes run up and down my bare body, making me tremble.
“You touched my breasts, Kara,” I say, “remember? Do you want Jason to touch them too?”
She tightens her lips. The silence hangs stale in the air as Jason waits a few beats for the implication to become obvious. He would make that choice.
“Come over here, Beck,” he says, curling a finger. “Stand right here.”
I rise as if under control, and step naked before them. My nipples scream and scrunch as my good friends watch them approach with wide, staring eyes.
“You have beautiful breasts Rebecca,” Jason says. “Kara, show me how you touched them. Stand up.”
Kara leans forward and then stands, looking me in the chest. It excites my pussy to have her close again, and I start to tremble. She reaches out a hand and takes my breast in her thin fingers like she did that morning.
“Kara,” I say, “that feels nice.”
“Stop talking,” Jason commands. “Strip off honey, show Becca how nice your body is too. Slowly please.”
Kara releases my breast and lets her open blouse slide down her arms to the floor. Her green bra shimmers with silky curves. Reaching back, she unhooks her covering and it falls away like a used candy wrapper.