Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)
The Devil With A Deal:>>Ep21

Kate made a little whimper, drawing me back into the moment. I saw Brian had his hands on her slip, and now he was lifting it up, exposing my wife completely. At the same time, Vanessa pulled at Kate's panties in the other direction. I thought my wife would argue, but instead she lifted up her arms and raised her butt to let these strangers strip her.

Kate's body slowly came into view. Her cunt, covered in thick, curly dark hair. Her broad hips and flat stomach. Her massive breasts, almost overfull, capped with light brown, hard nipples. "Fuck me," Vanessa said, "Will you look at that?"

"I know," Brian said, and I could hear the ache in his voice.

"I mean..." Even Vanessa was lost for words. I didn't think that was possible. "Fuck me!"

Katie's blush spread like a rash from her chest to her face. She went so red, I thought she was about to explode. She dropped her head, burying her eyes behind a curtain of brown hair.

I knew my Kate had an incredible body. But something about sharing it with the other couple, their reactions to seeing her, gave me a completely new perspective. Maybe I'd grown used to Kate. Become too familiar with her charms. In that room, in that moment, I couldn't get over how incredible my wife was.

Everything else that had happened that night disappeared from my mind. Tara, Vanessa, who cares? My entire universe shrank down to that bedroom, that woman, that moment.

"You're a fucking goddess, Katie," Vanessa said, finally able to verbalize again. "You know that, right? I even like your hairy pussy. It's so natural and wild."

Kate managed to blush even harder when Vanessa called out her pubes. Now I was sure my wife was about to erupt.

"I'm sorry, I have to do this," Vanessa said. She reached between the two of us and cupped Kate's oversized boob. The beautiful blonde shivered slightly as she made contact, like touching my wife's breast had given her a tiny orgasm. "Brian, you have to feel this."

Without even a word, my co-worker reached around Kate's other side and cradled her tit.

"Nothing can be that huge, full and firm, yet so perky," Vanessa said, "I refuse to believe it."

The blonde woman looked down at her own chest. Somehow though all of this, I'd lost track of the fact Vanessa was naked except for her necklace. Vanessa's breasts were fantastic, like the rest of her. But she touched her own tit like it was a sad, popped balloon.

"You have to introduce me to your guy," Vanessa said, "Whoever did these for you should be sainted."

"They're mine," Kate said, her voice barely a whisper. Both Brian and Vanessa kept feeling her breasts. They moved around, lifting and stroking, like a personal, multi-handed exam. "They're not... I didn't have them done." "These are real?!" Vanessa goggled. "There's no fucking way."

Kate smiled demurely and looked away. Then she gasped.

Brian had reached over and tweaked her engorged nipple. Kate usually didn't like that kind of stuff. Honestly, she wasn't into having her breasts stimulated at all. Most of the time, in bed, she watched me play with her boobs with a look of idle bemusement rather than any arousal.

But when Brian pinched her nipple again, I felt Kate's pussy gush over my fingers.

"Uhn!" she exclaimed, as now both Brian and Vanessa tweaked and teased at her tits. Kate arched her back, giving the other couple better access. Inspired, I began stroking up and down my wife's dripping slit. Her hand let go of my dick and she reveled in the pleasure we all imparted to her.

"A fucking fuck goddess," Vanessa repeated under her breath while she continued to tease at Kate's teats.

Kate leaned back on the bed. All of this was so exciting yet frightening, I didn't know what to do. I quickly crawled over my wife, covering her body like smothering a bomb. Possessive and protective.

I thought the other couple would push me away. Instead, Vanessa patted my head.

"Thattaboy, Andy," Vanessa said. She turned to her husband. "Let's give our lovers a little breathing space."

Brian nodded and both of them climbed over to the far side of the bed. For the first time since I'd opened that bedroom door, I felt myself truly relax. This was OK. It was fine. Despite everything, Kate could still be mine.

Kate leaned up and, aggressively, started kissing me again. I wasn't surprised that she was into this, but I was shocked to see her keep being the instigator. This was the Kate I'd been searching for. While I couldn't believe what we were doing, what had already happened, if this was the result, I'd take the trade off every time.

Next to us, I felt the bed shift and saw that Vanessa and Brian were mirrored to us, with the blonde woman on top of her husband. Both completely naked. The two of them kissing with similar abandon.

I dragged my tongue down my wife's body, past her neck and down to her breast. I suckled on her nipple, and she groaned, appreciatively. I reveled in the moment. Sex for us had always been under the covers in the dark. Not on top of a bed, in a bright room, being watched by another couple. I saw my wife in a totally new way. How she abandoned herself to desire, it changed everything about her. Even how her body looked and felt.

I kissed lower down Kate's stomach, moving between her legs to lick her pussy. I didn't know how she was going to react in that moment, but I certainly didn't expect what happened. She made a low groan, followed by a loud lip smack. I looked up, my lips tickled by her pubes, and saw that Brian was now over Kate, kissing her neck. Vanessa was sitting by the side, and she caught my eye. She gave me the nod to go ahead, like it was her decision. Although, I suppose it was. While the hot blonde's husband began to pleasure my wife, I dipped my face into Kate's quim. Her legs flopped open. Her wanting sex welcomed my tongue. I heard a long, low groan and knew my wife, once again, was letting go. To say I was out of practice was an understatement. Kate had never allowed me to go down on her. Even in college, before I met her, I can't say I was a connoisseur of cunnilingus. I did my best to lick all the important parts and I used my fingers to support as well.

Kate raised her knees, granting me greater access. Her pussy, already soaked, was now drenched. So, I must have been doing something right.

I looked up, unable to contain my curiosity. Brian continued kissing Kate's neck. His hands now cupped both her massive breasts. It was like my wife had split into two separate people. One of her passionately kissing another man. The other engaged in oral pleasure with her husband.