Rules Pt. 02

The couple was seated at the far end of the bar in their favorite nightclub, Martini's. Though favorite was a bit of a stretch since they rarely went out anymore. Something about drinking and dancing had lost its excitement in recent years, so they usually only ever went there to celebrate for one reason or another.

"What about him?"

"Meh," she replied. "If I'm playing my threesome card, I wanna get my money's worth."

"Well then, you pick." He could tell by the look in her eyes as she downed the last of her amaretto sour that she already had.

"Him," she said, nodding in the stranger's direction. She didn't even have to point him out. He knew her type. "So, are you gonna ask him, or should I?"

"How do you think it's gonna go over if I just walk over and casually ask if he'd like to fuck my wife? Guarantee you'd have better luck."

She smiled as she leaned up for a kiss, "You're not wrong." He watched her fantastic ass bounce through her tight fitting dress as she jumped down from the barstool, and made her way to the dance floor.

No shame, he thought to himself, as she walked right up to tall, dark and handsome. Typical nightclub jerk, he thought as he eyed the stranger's tattoos, and too-tight shirt. "Gotta be able to show off all those useless muscles," he mumbled under his breath as he took a swig of beer from the frosty glass bottle. Please let him have a small dick.

She didn't waste any time. She'd walked right up to him, mouthed something that he couldn't hear across the loud, crowded room, and within what seemed like seconds, he was leading her to the purple neon lit dance floor, hand-in-hand. She was really enjoying this. As the next song started, she had her back to him, and began grinding her hips seductively along to the beat. She's enjoying this way too much.

He watched, helplessly, as this creep's hands slithered up and down her body, from her waist down to her ass, then back up and around, playfully cupping her breasts. It took every ounce of restraint he could muster, to not walk out there and lay this fucker out. It was then that her eyes caught his, and a sly smile grew wide on her face.

He thanked God when the song ended, and the two left the dance floor, though he continued to watch as she led him to a small couch in the lounge area, where the proceeded to make out. What the hell?! Did she even bother to mention she was married?

She pulled away, and turned in his direction, motioning with her finger for him to come join them. Taking a deep breath, he guzzled the rest of his beer, and started towards them. As he approached the couch where they were seated, he couldn't help but notice the asshole's hand slipping further under the hem of her dress, as he kissed and sucked on her neck.

She cleared her throat then spoke, as the stranger finally seemed to realize he was there. "so, this is my husband."

"'Sup man?"

God, he even sounds like a fucking caveman! "Hey," was all he could come up with.

"You sure you're really down to share your girl like that?" The Neanderthal spoke again, "Mad props dude, I don't know that I could do that."

He didn't even seem to be phased by the fact that they were married. Like this was an everyday thing for him.

Before anything else could be said, she whispered something to the stranger, then jumped up from the couch, and walked towards her husband. "Let's go settle our tab, and get outta here."

As they turned to walk away, he glanced over his shoulder, and saw him getting up from the couch. "Yeah... but lets get a hotel room. I don't want this guy knowing where we live."

"Deal."

"You tell him the rules?"

"Jesus," she replied, "we'll get to that. Don't worry."

--

A short while later, as the couple emerged from the hotel lobby, and he went off in search of their room, she walked to the parking lot where her new friend was waiting. Taking him by the hand, she led him in the direction her husband had just headed.

They caught up to him, just as he'd found the room, and unlocked the door. "Ladies first," he said, pushing the door open for her. She quickly slipped inside, and disappeared into the bathroom. He and the stranger silently stepped inside. He watched as the stranger plopped down into the desk chair, and started untying his shoes.

Just as he was about to sit down on the edge of the bed, he heard the toilet flush, and the water running from the bathroom, and a moment later she popped out. She walked to him, and wrapped her arms around him tight, kissing him passionately, before turning to whisper into his ear. "I just took a Xanax, should kick in in like twenty minutes."

He suppressed a sigh. This should be interesting, he thought. Last time she popped a pill, they fucked literally all night. That was a few years ago. But then again, she did say she was going to get the most out of it.

She trotted across the room, and flipped the lamp off, leaving the light from the bathroom to illuminate the room. "Alright boys, lets get down to business."

Mister Strange was quick to his feet, joining her near the foot of the bed, as her husband stepped over to her opposite side. She reached up, and slipped the dress from her shoulders, letting it slide down her body into a pile around her ankles. She was completely naked underneath. This was a very pleasant surprise he thought.

Both men instinctively reached for her, groping her naked body. Her husband stroked her soft skin, caressing her lovingly as he kissed her neck and supple lips, before slipping his hand gently between her thighs.

The Neanderthal grabbed at her, like a rapist, he thought - gripping her ass and breasts tight, squeezing them hard, and tugging at her nipples. She pulled away from her husband's kisses, and turned to face the stranger, taking his tongue into her mouth, while her pussy gushed into her husband's hands. He hadn't felt her this wet in forever.

She moved towards the bed, and sat on the edge, reaching up to undo her husband's pants. Her new lover followed suit, quickly dropping his jeans to the floor, and kicking them off to the corner of the room. Seriously? Who the fuck still wears a speedo?

They both stood almost side-by-side in front of her, as her hands began to explore both of them. Cupping their balls, taking their hard shafts in her hands, and stroking them simultaneously.

He caught a glimpse of the stranger's member. At least we're about the same size...

"I want you both to come on my tits." She started stroking harder and faster, looking up at both men. The stranger was moaning already, while he on the other hand, was just trying to keep his legs from shaking. And God forbid I finish first!

After a few short minutes, the other man let out a low moan, and called out, "I'm gonna come!" And he did. Only it wasn't on her tits. She held his cock up just enough, so that the first stream shot off onto her forehead, drenching the curl of her red hair that dangled down. The subsequent streams coated her cheeks, nose, and lips, before dripping down her chin and onto her breasts.

In all their time together, she'd never let him come on her face like that. And holy shit he had wanted to! And now, even though it was another man's seed covering her face, he was completely turned on by it. And the second he saw the other man's cum dripping down her chin, he erupted. And she let him. He sprayed her face with the first shot, blasting her other cheek, then watched as she opened her lips wide and pushed her tongue out to take the rest directly into her mouth.

She gulped down his load, and smiled, as she wiped both of their cum from her face with her hand, and slowly smeared it across her tits, and down to her nether regions. "I've always wanted to fuckin' do that."

The asshole spoke up before he could get a word out. "There's plenty more where that came from, baby."

God I hope she's not buying your shit, he thought.

She didn't seem to care. Climbing up from the bed, and returning to the bathroom to grab a hand towel, she called out, "So, how long til y'all are ready for round two?"

--

Not half an hour had passed, and the three of them were laying together on the bed; she in the middle, with her hands on both of their hardening cocks. Rolling over slightly to the stranger's side, she spoke quietly. "So, apparently, I'm supposed to tell you the rules..."

He grunted an acknowledgement.

"You don't go near my ass, and you'd better wear a rubber. Simple enough?"

The stranger grinned from ear to ear, as she turned back to her husband. She traced his lips with her tongue then leaned to his ear, "Fill my pussy with your cum, baby."

In one fluid movement, he was on top of her, her thick thighs squeezing his hips tight, pulling him into her. Meanwhile, her new friend was on his knees, with his shaft dangling treacherously close to her face.

He continued pumping into her warm, soaking wet pussy, watching as this other man's tip grazed his wife's lips, his pre-cum glistening in the dim light. And then, it disappeared between them. Fuck! She'd conveniently forgotten that was one of the rules. But she seemed to be enjoying it. More than she'd ever really seemed to enjoy sucking his. Maybe it was because he was fucking her pussy at the same time. Or maybe it was because she really liked this guy.

Either way, he watched, as her mouth opened further, taking him in more, inch by inch, until his balls were pressed firmly against her chin. The stranger pulled out and she gasped for air, just before he thrust his hips towards her face again, shoving his hard, veiny cock deep into her throat. It was like watching a porno. The sucking and gagging sounds she was making, as this other man fucked her face.

And he loved it. He came again, quickly. He pumped into her several times after he'd finished before nearly collapsing. She'd come too at almost the same time, and was so tight and wet, that her contractions squeezed him right out, along with a steady stream of cum.

The stranger pulled out, and nearly leapt from the bed to grab his jeans, freeing his wallet from one of the pockets, and slipping out a shiny gold foil wrapper.

As her husband lay down on the bed beside her, lightly stroking his wet cock, the stranger tore into the packaging, and within seconds, had sheathed his swollen member, and buried it deep into her. He didn't even pretend to foreplay, immediately pounded hard into her, shaking the whole bedframe, as the smacking sound of his balls slapping against her echoed through the room.

Turning to her husband, she pleaded between ragged breaths, "Can you go again when he finishes?"

Without any hesitation he replied, "Yeah."

She let out a loud moan, and then a high-pitched shriek as the stranger thrust harder. Another request followed. "Please let him come in me too."

The stranger heard this one however, and before her husband could even reply, he'd slipped out of her, ripped the condom off, and tossed it aside, before plowing back into her wetness once more.

Her entire body tensed up at this sudden sensation, and muscles clamped down that she'd never felt before. She came in an instant, a rush of her fluids spilling out all over this man's shaft, running down the insides of her ass cheeks, and leaving a substantial puddle on the bed. She had just squirted for the first time ever.

And then, as if that wasn't enough, his cock exploded inside her, moments before he collapsed onto the bed at her side.

Her whole body quaked, as the aftershocks of such repeated, intense orgasms rocked her inside and out. Her fingers explored her wetness, almost in awe at the fact that two men had just filled her with cum. And yet, she still craved more.

"Get on top." She heard, seconds before her husband practically shoved her onto the stranger. She instinctively straddled the man, and guided his still throbbing cock back inside her tight pussy. She glanced over her shoulder, and saw her husband kneel behind her, and felt his hands on her ass.

He spit into his open palm, then stroked his shaft. He'd seen them do this in numerous videos on-line, just before shoving their dicks into a woman's unsuspecting asshole. He spit once more onto his fingertips, which he then rubbed against her, pushing just inside her. And as Mister Strange pumped into her from underneath, he slowly slid his shaft, inch by inch, into her tight ass.

She tensed up at first, before her muscles relaxed, and he was able to slip in and out with no trouble. He watched her ass jiggle as both men pumped into her from different angles. And he could feel the other shaft inside her, behind the thin membrane between her pussy and ass.

He almost wished there was another dick, for a split moment, choking her as she took it in all three of her glorious holes at once.

It was then that the stranger came again, emptying himself into her pussy once more. He was close too, but was more than determined to outlast his competition. Until she tightened her ass, gripping him between her cheeks, draining him completely.

--

Afterwards, as the three lay in pools of their own sweat and other body fluids, the two men watched as she again started touching herself.

"How much more you got in ya?" her husband asked, almost surprised. She was never this insatiable before.

"I'm just thinking," she started.

"About?" he asked.

Leaning towards him, she spoke quietly, as to not disturb the other man in the bed. "Thinking about how hot it would be if you sucked his dick."

Ummm, what?! He was caught completely off guard, as he stared back at her, biting her lip and smiling, as she massaged her pussy, toying with the cum cocktail that filled her. "You're not serious...?"

"Why not? It's no different than you wanting to see me fuck another girl."

He hesitated for a minute. It was totally fuckin' different! "But would you ever actually fuck a girl for me?"

She bit her lip again, and nodded. He grew hard again, though whether it was from the lip biting, or the thought of her with another woman, he wasn't sure.

Either way, she noticed. With her wet hand, she reached over, and started gently tugging his cock, while her other hand found the other lover's shaft. As the stranger began to thicken and grow, she took her husband's hand in hers, and slowly traced his fingers across her body. And onto the stranger.

"He's asleep," she said quietly. "He won't even know it's you."