“Go ahead and start without me,” I told them as I grabbed the dog’s leash and stared at the door.
“You sure?” Tommy asked, with a surprised look on his face. “You don’t want us to wait for you?”
“Nah, go ahead.” I reached up under the front of her very short red dress, and grabbed my wife’s smooth pussy. “Get her good and warmed up bro.” I gave him a wink, then looked to Jenna. “Do whatever he says, Sweetheart. Make our guest nice and comfortable.”
Jenna smiled and nodded quietly. I kissed her luscious red lips, let go of her pussy, and headed out the door.
The three of us had spent the morning at the mall before catching a matinee. Tommy and I enjoyed watching Jenna model some new outfits, as well as some very sexy lingerie in the dressing room at Victoria’s Secret. She picked out some things which we happily bought for her. Tommy had made it a point to buy the lingerie; he insisted.
As we chose our seats in the theater, Jenna made sure to sit between Tommy and me.
“You know boys, Jenna has a secret too,” she told us coyly as she gestured us to lean in.
A big smile spread across her face as Tommy and I eagerly complied, wanting to hear what she had to say.
“When I left the Victoria’s Secret store…” She lowered her voice for the next part, “I never put my panties back on.”
Jenna sat back with a proud smile on her face. Tommy and I exchanged grins of our own.
“I don’t know,” Tommy said with pretend skepticism. “I think we’d need to verify that, don’t you think, Alec?
“Oh, without a doubt. I mean, to remove any doubt, that is. Yes.” I complied.
“Be my guest,” she rolled her eyes playfully.
Tommy and I both put a hand on her thighs.
“You first,” I told Tommy.
“Don’t mind if I do,” he replied politely.
His hand slid up under the front of Jenna’s mini-dress. I watched as he began to probe her crotch. Jenna let her legs fall apart slightly, inviting him between them. His hand changed position slightly; and I could tell he had slid fingers inside her when she let out a quite little gasp. She laid her head back against the seat and her bosom began to rise and fall noticeably with each deep breath.
The credits started rolling, before Jenna’s gasps became a bit more noticeable. No one else was near enough anyway. Tommy continued to play. Jenna squeezed my hand and kissed me, muffling another gasp.
Tommy and I took turns for most of the entire movie, fingering my wife, driving her crazy, building her up for the inevitable “later-on.”
Now that we were at home, I had to let the dog out, or I knew the three of us would not get any peace to finish what we had begun at the theater.
I gave my wife one last look. She looked stunning as usual. Her tight red dress and calf-high boots; she was a wet dream waiting to happen.
“Have fun!” I said and stepped out the door.
I wanted to give them a little time to warm up, and to see what might transpire without me there. I allowed Tommy free reign over Jenna’s body when we were together. The three of us always had a great time. But I’d never really left them alone before.
After a good five to ten minutes (I hadn’t really kept the time, my thoughts running wild with anticipation,) I leashed the dog outside on her runner (we’d have no disturbances today) and started up onto the porch.
As I approached the house, I could hear my wife through the screen-door. She was practically wailing! If I hadn’t known better, I’d thought she was in pain. My first instinct was to charge in, but instead, I paused for a moment to listen. I trusted Tommy after all. We always took care of each other, as well as each other’s wives. Plus, we all had a safe word, “peace,” and she wasn’t using it. All was well.
Still, what was he doing to her to get that response? It was definitely more of a gasping wail, or stunted grunt, than the typical moaning sound she made.
“Ugh! Oowa! Yeaaa! Ugh! Ugh! Ooo-waah!”
Sometimes it sounded like “Ow,” but mixed with pleasure.
My cock swelled in my pants. I couldn’t stay any longer, I had to see. Opening the door and stepping in, I followed the grunts and wild, wailing moans to the living room.
Their backsides faced me. Jenna was still wearing her boots, but other than that, she was completely naked. She was on her knees with her upper body to the floor, her sexy round buttocks high in the air. The red dress lay crumpled on the floor beside her. Tommy’s clothes seemed to be…everywhere. He stood behind and above her, straddling her. His cock thrusting in and out of her ass. And he wasn’t holding anything back! He was slamming into her like a man possessed! No wonder the sounds she was making.
Then, he’d slow down a bit and just push as deep as he could. She’d let out a grunt. He did that a few times, then began pumping again.
I watched his hard rod, pull out and ram into her anus again and again. Each time his shaved ball sack “kissed” her bald slit, her body would rock from the impact; her hole engulfing his entire shaft.
“Oh! Ugh! Please, no! Ugh! Yeaaa! Not…so…hard… Oh! Fuck!” She panted.
He’d slow for a moment, pushed himself as deep as he could, a few times, then back again to thrusting.
“Oh, fuck yeah! Owaa! Ugh! Oh! She wailed.
He stopped and withdrew his shaft. “You like that?”
“Oh, yeaahh!” she breathed.
“I don’t know,” I said clearing my throat. “That didn’t sound whole-hearted to me.”
“Oh, hey Alec,” Tommy greeted me over his shoulder, then pulled out of Jenna. “You want to take over?”
I walked around to their side. I took a look at his slick stiff cock hovering above my wife’s back-side. It stood erect and ready for more.
“No, please. I am enjoying this. By all means, carry on.”
I walked back around behind them and reached down between Tommy’s legs to Jenna’s shaved pussy. I traced her wet slit with my fingers.
“But maybe she needs a spanking to get her to show more enthusiasm,” I grinned.
Tommy complied and gave my wife’s ass a smack.
“Oh!” Jenna let out.
“You want my cock back in your ass? Or in your pussy?” He asked her.
“My pussy, please. My pussy. Fuck me! Please!” She begged.
“Ass it is!” And with that, he drove his cock back into her hole.
“OH!” She let out. “Fuck! That hurts!”
He smacked her again on the other side and began thrusting.
“Ugh! Oh, fuck! Ugh, ugh, ugh!” She gasped and wailed.
Tommy went back to alternating between hard ramming and deep slow thrusts. Jenna kept screaming out.
“You like that?”
“Yeeahhh! Ohh! Fuck! Owww! Fuck!”
Her body began slowly lowering to the floor under his impacts. With each push her bottom fell a little more. Tommy just kept hammering into her relentlessly until finally, she was down on her stomach!
“Oww! Fuck!” Oh! She cried.
Tommy kept on ramming her. He was now on top of her. Her legs were closed under him. She looked so sexy and helpless at the same time. My eyes followed from the bottom of her boots, up the back of her knees, up the back of her thighs. I could see only just a little of Jenna’s bottom now, as Tommy’s body dominated her.
He gave her a powerful but slow thrust. She gasped.
“No!” She was gasping as if being tortured now.
He did it again. She gasped some more. Her legs twitched a little with each thrust.
“Oww!” She cried again. “Stop! Oh!”
Tommy kept fucking her anyway. He was clearly not going to stop. She hadn’t said her safe word. This was going to continue until he was done with her.
I watched Tommy’s ass clench each time he thrust into her body, and each time Jenna wailed!
I was loving every second of the sights and sounds. I could tell as Tommy seemed to be trying to push deeper and deeper into her ass, that he was getting ready to cum.
Sure enough, his own moans began to join into her wails. And then there was one final, powerful thrust!
Tommy roared and Jenna cried out! He was coming in her!
“OH, FUCK!!” She yelled from beneath him.
Then, the movement stopped.
Both bodies relaxed and they lay there for a moment, catching their breath.
After a bit, Tommy pulled his cock out of Jenna. He gave her a hard slap on her ass causing her ass cheeks to giggle a bit as she yelped. Then Tommy stood up, looked at me, and gave me a smile.
“Your turn,” he said. “I warmed her up for you.”
I looked down at my wife. She was still panting, lying naked and still on her stomach.
“Oh, yes!” I responded. “Common babe! You heard Tommy. I’m getting some of that now.”
My wife slowly propped herself back up on all fours. Tommy’s cum began to trickle out of her ass and down her pussy lips. She turned her head to look back at me while I admired Tommy’s work.
Then she asked, “Okay, but…be gentle with me?”
I looked at her face then back to the gleaming stream of white cum dripping out of her anus down to her pussy. What a sight! That ass was mine now and already lubricated.
“No,” I replied with a chuckle. “I don’t think I will be gentle.”
The End.
