Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)
The Devil With A Deal:>>Ep37

Tara sat back. She stared me straight in the eyes. You could get lost in those deep green orbs. Wander around for days, not ever feeling like you'd truly explored every bit of them. No, Tara wasn't Kate. But she didn't have to be. The cute redhead was her own kind of amazing. In that instant, I felt so lucky to have gotten a glimpse of all that she beheld. Even if she didn't see it.

"Cum in me, Andy," Tara said, breathless. "Cum inside. Like before. It's OK. Fill me up. I want that huge load in my pussy. Do it. Please cum. Cum in ME!"

Here's the thing. I knew what Tara was telling me was a bad idea. I wasn't too drunk (or high, or fuck-crazy) to realize that she was begging me to fill her fertile pussy. And like I said, Tara was tiny. I could have easily thrown her off me. Lifted her right up. Cum safely on her face. Her body. Her breasts. Anywhere.

But I didn't.

"Here it... comes," I gasped out.

Tara's eyes went wide. She looked surprised, eager, afraid. All of it.

My cock swelled up. Then burst.

"AH!" Tara shouted. Her head rocked back to the heavens. Body thrashing. Legs stiff.

The bliss overwhelmed me as I filled her with my steaming seed. A kind of burning satisfaction that felt so wonderful it hurt. Gushing into her unprotected pussy like a firehose opened full.

And in that moment of ecstatic ecstasy, right when I reached that peak, I caught my wife's brown eyes staring right back at me. Boring deep. Her expression was something I'd never seen before. Horrified, yet also strangely delighted. Tara and I fell loose. We dropped back onto the deck, like we were struck dead. My dick, still spurting, fountained up and splashed on my thigh. Tara shivered next to me in orgasmic aftershocks. Both of us beyond repair.

All around us were the sounds of fucking. The fleshy slaps merged with breathy gasps and groans. The world didn't stop, no matter how much it seemed like it ought to. The sun shone so bright, scattered reds and yellows. The scent of sex mixed with chlorine and pine. It all went fuzzy warm.

*

I looked up to see a hand reaching down for me. Long thin fingers punctuated by a silvery wedding ring. Kate, reaching down for me. Pulling me out of the mire.

I blinked and the world came back. It wasn't my wife at all. It was Vanessa.

The beautiful blonde grinned at me.

"You need to see this," she said, excitement threading through her voice.

I don't know how long I was out for, but it was clear that more time had passed than I initially realized. Tara was no longer by my side. Instead, she was sitting by the tub with Carlos; the two of them absently fondling each other. Meanwhile, Mason and Brian were sharing Lil between them. The bony woman had her mouth around the blonde man's dick while his muscular friend did her from behind.

Vanessa, however, was pointing in a different direction. On the far side of the deck, by the steps near the grass, Kate and Jesse had found each other. The two of them were talking, but it was a different kind of conversation than what they'd had before. Jesse slowly massaged Kate's massive tit. My wife's hand lightly stroked his long, thin cock. They looked more intimate than I could ever have imagined. Maybe not loving, but definitely without their usual disdain.

Kate was so beautiful in the morning sun, such a contrast to the man she was conversing with. Her ample body looked like it had earned about two more loads of sperm on it since I'd last seen her. I wondered who else had spattered my wife with their semen while I was unconscious.

"She still hasn't cum," Vanessa whispered in my ear. "Not really. I think the closest she came was with Mason, when you filled her little sister right in front of her."

I winced. Already, I was regretting my choice in that moment.

While Vanessa and I watched, Kate tentatively leaned forward and touched her lips to Jesse's. In response he started running his hands all over Kate's body, like tracing every inch. Their kiss became harder. Tongues entwined. Kate's hand closed tight over Jesse's cock. His fingers found her furrow.

"I knew you wouldn't want to miss watching her like this," Vanessa said. She squeezed my hand, and I could feel her fingers trembling with anticipation. She was clearly far more excited by seeing this than anything she'd actually done, herself. But I didn't replace it nearly as thrilling. If anything, I felt distinctly ill. Kate truly did not like Jesse, and I wondered how much control she had at this point.

"I should break them up," I said, voicing my concerns.

"You really, truly shouldn't," Vanessa said. Her grip tightened on my wrist. I felt the sting of her nails on my skin. "It won't go well if you do. Don't forget, she watched you with her own sister, his wife, a short while ago."

I wanted to protest that Kate was too busy getting plowed by Vanessa's husband at the time to make her complaints known. But I knew that was an empty excuse. I'd already had my shot, I would have to sit back and watch while my wife took hers.

"Katie's a big girl," Vanessa said, back to merely holding my hand rather than strangling it. "Let her make her own decisions. Trust me, it will turn out the best for both of you. Also, and I can't stress this enough, this is fucking hot."

I turned my attention back to Kate and Jesse. The two of them were still languidly getting each other off. Jesse moved his other hand up to Kate's cheek, caressing it. She kissed his palm. He reached around to the back of her head, tightening his fingers on her neck. Kate gave him a questioning look, searching, then let him force her down to his dick.

Dutifully, my wife opened her mouth. She wrapped it around Jesse's member, kissing it with the same affection she'd given his lips a few moments before. Kate licked up and down her brother-in-law's shaft, eyes wide like she was pleading with him to praise her.

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Bending over meant Kate had to slip her bottom back, away from Jesse's fingers. The lack of stimulation didn't slow her one bit. She worked his dong like it was the world's tastiest popsicle. He brushed her long brown hair back from her face like petting a kitty. Pulled at her giant tit with his other hand.

"That's a good girl,' he told her. I could read it on his lips.

"Mmhm," Kate replied, pliant. I swore I could hear the sloppy sounds of her sucking from where we were seated, probably about 15 feet away.

"What is going on over here?"

I looked up and saw Tara standing next to myself and Vanessa. Without another word, the skinny redhead flopped down on my other side, sandwiching me between herself and the beautiful blonde.

"Apparently our spouses have discovered each other," I said, unable to keep the contempt from my voice.

"Isn't it amazing?" Vanessa asked.

Tara pursed her lips, and I braced for the inevitable barrage. But, instead, her sour look shifted to a smile, sweet as a summer lemonade.

"Oh, I don't care about that," Tara said, wicked grin threatening to swallow us all. "But you two are just sitting here, watching? Come on, you're setting a bad example."

I was about to protest; after all that had happened my dick was in no condition to perform further. But when I glanced down at my lap, I saw my cock was sticking up, straight as a totem pole. As if the last hour, the last day, the last lifetime, had never happened.

Tara saw where my eyes had gone and gave me knowing wink.