Chapter 2: Discovered
Lynn turns bright red, Rick couldn't have caught her in a worse position, she's kneeling on the bed with a big black dildo in her pussy and she's chatting with a guy who's stroking his cock as he tell her how he wants to fuck her. She's so close to another orgasm, her body trembling with every word he says, but she can't move, can't react, can't do anything but stare at the laptop screen in horror as Rick stands in the doorway, his face a mask of shock and disbelief.
The door creaked open, and the sudden intrusion of light from the hallway cut through the intimate glow of the laptop screen. Lynn froze, her fingers still around the dildo, her breath catching in her throat. The bed dipped slightly as Rick stepped into the room, his broad shoulders filling the doorway, his face a mask of stunned disbelief.
"Lynn?" His voice was rough, disbelieving.
"What the *fuck* is this?"
The laptop screen flickered, the blue glow casting long shadows across Rick's face. Lynn's heart hammered against her ribs, her body still trembling from the orgasm Steven had just wrung from her. She was frozen, paralyzed by the sheer absurdity of the moment—the way her body had just betrayed her, the way her husband's presence had shattered the fragile bubble of her fantasy.
She swallowed hard, her fingers tightening around the dildo. "I—I was just—"
"Just what?" Rick's voice was a low growl, his eyes locked on the screen, then flicking back to her.
"You're on a video call with some guy while you're fucking yourself with a dildo? What the hell is going on?"
Lynn's breath hitched, her body still humming with the aftershocks of her orgasm. She could feel the heat radiating from her skin, the way her nipples had tightened into hard peaks and her suspender belt framing her perfect ass. Her fingers trembled around the dildo, her mind racing to find an explanation that wouldn’t make her look like the complete and utter whore she was.
She tried to steady her voice, but it came out breathless and unsteady. "I—I was just… living out a fantasy, I'm sorry, but we seem to have got into a rut and its as if we have sex once a week in the missionary position and you never look at me like you did when we got married and I miss that, I miss being wanted, being lusted after. It's almost like we are leading seperate lives and I need more and this gave me an outlet to help he relieve those frustrations".
Lynn's voice was a desperate plea, her fingers tightening around the dildo as she tried to regain some semblance of control. She could feel the wetness between her thighs, the lingering pleasure from her orgasm, and it made her feel both exposed and desperate.
Rick’s jaw clenched, his eyes flickering between the laptop screen and her body. "You're telling me you were just *fantasizing*?" His voice was thick with disbelief and something darker, something that made his stomach clench.
Lynn’s gaze dropped to the floor, her cheeks burning. "I suppose it was more than that. I needed to feel something, to feel alive. I started chatting with Steven here, he's a lot older than me but he made me feel desired and when he showed me how hard I made his cock, I just want it, I wanted to watch him cum for me and it was wonderful and he likes watching me cum, his desire drives me, so that I have so many climaxes when I play for him".
Lynn's voice trailed off, her eyes darting to the laptop screen, where Steven's face was still visible, his expression unreadable.
Rick's face darkened, his eyes narrowing as he took in the scene. "You were *masturbating* to this guy?" His voice was a low, dangerous growl. "And you were *on camera*?"
Lynn swallowed hard, her fingers tightening around the dildo. "I didn't mean for it to go this far. I just wanted to feel something new, something exciting. I didn't think it would be like this."
Steven's voice came through the laptop, his gravelly tone sending a shiver down Lynn's spine.
"Lynn, are you okay? You sound a little breathless."
Rick's eyes narrowed further, his gaze moving from the laptop screen to Lynn's flushed face. "You're talking to him right now?"
Lynn's breath hitched, her fingers tightening around the dildo. "I—I wasn't thinking. I just wanted to feel alive."
Rick's face contorted with a mix of fury and something else—something that made her stomach clench. "You were *masturbating* in front of a stranger while I was at work? And you didn't think to tell me?"
Lynn's eyes darted to the floor, her cheeks burning even hotter.
"I didn't mean to—it just happened. I was feeling restless, and I thought it would be a way to feel something different."
Steven's voice was calm and steady through the laptop. "Lynn, you're okay? You seem upset."
Rick's face was a storm of emotions, his jaw clenched so tightly she could hear the muscle twitching. "Upset? You're *upset*? You're sitting there, wearing nothing but a suspender belt and stockings, fucking yourself with a dildo while you talk to some stranger on the internet? What the hell is wrong with you?"
Lynn's fingers trembled around the dildo, her body still humming with residual pleasure. She looked at Rick and then she saw it, the thing that would get her out of this situation and maybe even save her marriage. "well I'm sorry Rick if this upsets you, I guess you see it as a challenge to your manhood and that your not enough to satisfy your wife, but something tells me that your actually turned on my this. I can't help but notice that your words are saying your upset by this, but the bulge in your pants is telling me that this turns you on, be honest baby, lets both be honest, I find the fantasy of Steve fucking me a huge turn on and your cock is telling me that you do as well, maybe once you've got over the shock that your wife initiated this, maybe you'll settle for the thought that maybe this could be good for us as a couple, it'll improve our sex life and put back the spark I've been missing and I guess you have been missing it too?"
Lynn's voice was a mix of vulnerability and defiance, her fingers still wrapped around the dildo as she tried to regain control of the situation.
Rick’s eyes darted down to his crotch, his hand instinctively reaching down to adjust himself. His face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and arousal, his jaw tightening further. "What the hell are you talking about?" he growled, but his voice lacked its usual authority.
Steven's voice was soothing through the laptop, his tone calm and reassuring. "Lynn, maybe we should take a step back.
You’re clearly upset, and I don’t want to make this worse," Steven said, his voice gentle but firm. "You don’t have to do this anymore if you don’t want to."
Lynn’s breath hitched, her fingers tightening around the dildo. She could feel the heat radiating from her skin, the way her body still hummed with the aftershocks of her earlier orgasm. She looked at Rick, who stood there, his face a mix of anger and something else—something that made her stomach flutter. "I don’t want to stop," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I want to keep going.
I want to keep feeling alive," Lynn said, her voice trembling slightly. She looked at Rick, who was still standing there, his face a mix of anger and something else—something that made her stomach flutter. "I want to feel desired, to feel like I'm wanted. I want to feel like you want me."
Steven’s voice was a low, soothing rumble through the laptop. "Lynn, you don’t have to do this if it’s making you uncomfortable. We can stop anytime."
Lynn turned her head slightly, her gaze meeting Rick’s. "I’m not uncomfortable," she said, her voice firm.
"I’m *excited*." Lynn’s fingers tightened around the dildo, her hips shifting slightly on the bed. "I want to keep going. I want to keep feeling alive."
Rick’s breath hitched. His eyes flickered between the laptop screen and Lynn’s flushed face, her legs spread wide, her body still trembling from her earlier climax. His jaw clenched, his fingers twitching at his sides. "You’re *serious*?" His voice was rough, strained.
Lynn nodded, her gaze never leaving his. "I am. I want to keep doing this. I want to keep feeling like this."
Steven’s voice was steady, but there was a hint of concern in it.
"Lynn, are you sure? You’re in a difficult position here."
Lynn’s breath was shallow, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She looked at Rick, whose face was a mix of fury and something else—something that made her heart race. "I’m sure," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I want to keep going."
Rick’s eyes darted down to the laptop screen, where Steven’s face was visible, his expression unreadable. Lynn then took complete control. "Steven I want you to stroke your cock for me, Rick come here and stand by the side of the bed". Rick did as instructed, Lynn opened his trousers pulled down his zip and pulled his trousers and pants down in one movement as his hard cock sprang free, she wrapped her hand around his erection saying "I'm going to suck your cock, I want you to fuck me with my dildo, but do it as Steven tells you how hard and how fast you are going to fuck me, I want you to imagine it's Steven's cock your pushing into your wife, while I suck your cock and if you make me cum, you can cum in my mouth and I'll swallow every drop, do we have a deal?"
Rick's breath was ragged, his eyes locked onto the laptop screen where Steven's face was visible, his expression a mix of shock and arousal. He nodded, his jaw clenched tightly.
Steven's voice was a low, commanding rumble through the laptop. "Lynn, you're going to suck your husband's cock while I tell him how I'm going to fuck you. Do I understand you right?"
"Yes," Lynn breathed, her lips parting as she took Rick's cock into her mouth. The taste of him, the feel of his thick shaft against her tongue, sent a jolt of excitement through her.
Lynn's eyes fluttered shut as she took him deeper, her throat working around his length. The dildo inside her was still buried deep, her fingers still rubbing her clit in slow, deliberate circles. She could feel the wetness between her thighs, the way her body was responding to both of them.
Steven's voice was a gravelly whisper through the laptop. "First Rick I want you to pull the dildo out of Lynn's pussy, now look at it, see how big and hard I am for your wife, now spit on it and cover it with your saliva, I want it to be covered in your spit, now rub it between her pussy lips, but don't push it in, just let her feel my hard cock and how it so wants to fuck her, now hold it steasy, Lynn if you want me to fuck you in front of your husband, I want you to push back against my cock, I want you to do all the work fucking yourself against my erection, let your husband feel how badly you want my hard cock, balls deep in your sweet married pussy".
Rick was shocked how quickly Lynn pushed back impailing herself onto the dildo and even more shocked as she took his cock deep into her throat, something she'd never done before and then she set about riding the dildo, pushing harder and harder against his hand forcing the cock deep inside her pussy which was soaking wet with excitement and his spit.
Lynn pushed against Rick's cock, her lips moving up and down his length.
Her eyes were half-lidded, her breath coming in shallow pants as Steven's voice guided her movements. She could feel the dildo inside her, the way it stretched her open, the way it filled her completely. She felt like she was being torn between two men, one in front of her, one on the screen, both of them commanding her body in their own way.
"Fuck, Lynn," Rick groaned, his fingers tightening on her hair as she took him deeper. "You're so fucking good at this."
Steven's voice was a low, soothing rumble. "That's it, baby. Take it all. Let him feel how much you need me to fuck you, not only for my pleasure, but for yours and your husbands".
How wet you are for me, how badly you need my cock. You’re going to ride that dildo like you’re begging for it, like you’re desperate for me to fuck you. And while you do, you’re going to suck your husband’s cock like you’re worshipping him. You’re going to make him feel how much you love him, how much you want him. But you’re also going to make him feel how much you want me. You’re going to make him feel how much you want us both. Do you understand?"
Lynn’s breath hitched, her fingers rubbing her clit as she pushed back against Steven’s cock deep inside her, she was loving his instructions.
The way Rick’s cock pulsed against her tongue, the way his fingers dug into her hair, the way Steven’s voice commanded her body—it was all too much, too perfect. She could feel her orgasm building again, the pressure coiling tight inside her, her thighs trembling around the dildo.
Rick’s voice was a low, strained growl. "Fuck, Lynn, you really want this don't you." His hips jerked forward involuntarily, his cock twitching against her tongue. "You’re so goddamn good. You’re *begging* for it."
Steven’s voice was a dark, velvety whisper through the laptop. "That’s right, baby. Take it all," Steven murmured, his voice a low, hypnotic rumble through the laptop. "Let him feel how much you need me. Let him feel how much you love being fucked by me while you worship him with your mouth."
Lynn’s breath came in short, sharp gasps as she rode the dildo, her hips rolling in slow, deliberate circles. The sensation of being filled by the toy while Rick’s cock pulsed against her tongue was almost too much—her body was alive in a way it never had been before. Steven commanded, "look at the screen Rick, my cocks about to explode and I'm going to deposit that hot cum deep inside your wife, who's now my slut, Lynn baby, feel this I'm just starting to cum inside you". Rick watched eyes wide as Steven's cock erupted sending a shower of cum high in the air, it all proved too much for Rick as he felt Lynn stop pushing back against the dildo and her body trembled the way she often did when she climaxed. Rick soon felt his own body start to release, he's no idea how much cum he shot, but it seemed to go on and on and on, but true to her word, Lynn never once took his cock from her mouth, she just kept on swallowing until finally his cock stopped pulsing and she pulled the head of his cock from her mouth and she licked it like a lolly pop.
He watched as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and then licked her fingers clean. "Lynn, I don't know what just happened," Rick said, his voice still thick with arousal and disbelief. He was still trying to catch his breath, his body still humming with the aftershocks of his orgasm.
Lynn looked up at him, her eyes dark and intense. "You don't have to understand it right now," she said softly. "But I do. I need this, Rick. I need to feel alive, to feel desired.
I need to feel like I'm yours and Steven’s at the same time. I needed to feel like I was truly seen and wanted and desired."
Rick stared at her, his chest heaving, his eyes flickering between her flushed face and the laptop screen where Steven’s cum-stained cock was still visible. The air between them was thick with the scent of sex, sweat, and something else—something raw and electric.
Steven’s voice came through the laptop, softer now, almost tender. "Lynn, you did so well. You’re such a good girl for us both."
Lynn swallowed hard, her fingers tracing the outline of her lips where Rick’s cock had been. She looked at Rick again, her voice barely above a whisper. "whilst this was great, I think I want this to move forward, Steven can you find time to come and see us, I think this would be so much better in person, how about you come and visit us, maybe get a hotel room and me and Rick can come and see you, see how things go when we all meet face to face, would you like that Steven?"
Lynn asked, her voice breathy and full of anticipation.
Steven’s voice was a low, gravelly whisper through the laptop. "Lynn, I’d love that. I’ve been waiting for this moment. But I want you to be sure—this isn’t just about the thrill of the chat. This is about you, about what you truly want. Are you ready for this, baby?"
Lynn’s breath hitched, her fingers still tracing the outline of her lips. She looked at Rick, who stood there, his chest rising and falling rapidly, his eyes still wide with a mix of shock and something else—something that made her heart race.
"I’m ready," she said, her voice steady now, her confidence returning. "I want this. I want to see you, Steven. I want to feel you. I want to explore this with you, with *both* of you."
Steven’s voice was a low, hypnotic rumble through the laptop. "Good girl. I’ll make the arrangements. But first, I want you to understand something." His voice softened slightly. "This isn’t just about the fantasy anymore. It’s about real connection. It’s about you, Rick, and me—together. Do you understand that?"
Lynn nodded, her fingers tightening around the dildo for a moment before she let it fall from her body.
She lay back on the bed, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her body still humming with the aftershocks of her multiple orgasms. Rick stood there, his face a mix of disbelief and something else—something that made his stomach flutter with anticipation.
Steven’s voice was gentle but firm through the laptop. "Lynn, I’ll be in touch soon. But for now, I need you to think about what you truly want. This is a big step. Are you sure you’re ready for this?"
Lynn turned her head to look at Rick, who was still standing there, his eyes flickering between her and the laptop screen. She reached out and took his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.
"I'm ready," she said, her voice steady and sure. "I want this, Rick. I want to explore this with you and Steven. I want to see where it takes us."
Rick’s fingers tightened around hers, his grip firm but not painful. His eyes were still wide, still searching her face as if trying to find any hint of deceit, any sign that this was all some elaborate fantasy she’d spun to shock him. But there was none. Lynn’s eyes were sincere, her voice steady.
"Rick," she began softly, "I need you to understand something. This isn’t just about me. It’s about us. It’s about exploring something new together.
Something that excites us both. Something that makes us feel alive. He stared down at their intertwined hands, his own fingers trembling slightly. The air between them was thick with the scent of sex, the damp heat of Lynn’s body beneath him. His mind raced, trying to process what had just happened. The way she’d taken him so deeply, the way she’d ridden that dildo like she was possessed, the way she’d spoken to Steven with such raw desire—it was all too much.
Steven’s voice came through the laptop again, softer now, almost tender.
Lynn, you’ve been so brave.
I’m proud of you," Steven’s voice purred through the laptop, his tone warm but still carrying that underlying command. "But I want to make sure you’re not just doing this because you’re curious or because you’re feeling restless. I want you to be sure this is what you *truly* want."
Lynn’s fingers tightened around Rick’s hand, her pulse quickening as she met his gaze. "I’m sure," she said, her voice low and steady. I want to see where it goes."
Rick’s breath hitched, his chest rising and falling unevenly.
He looked at Lynn, her flushed skin, her lips still swollen from his cock, her eyes dark with something he couldn’t quite name. His fingers tightened around hers, his grip firm but gentle. "You’re sure about this?" he asked, his voice rough with emotion. "This isn’t just a game, Lynn. This is real."
Lynn’s gaze was steady, her eyes reflecting a mix of vulnerability and resolve. "I’m sure," she repeated, her voice soft but firm. "I want to see where this goes. I want to explore it with you, with Steven. I want to feel alive, Rick. I want to feel desired."
Steven’s voice was warm and reassuring through the laptop.
But first, I want to make sure you’re both comfortable with this. Rick, you’re part of this now, too.
Rick swallowed hard, his eyes flickering between Lynn and the laptop screen. "I… I don’t know what to say," he admitted, his voice thick with a mix of confusion and arousal. He could still feel the way Lynn had taken him, the way her mouth had moved around his cock, the way her body had responded to Steven’s commands. It was overwhelming, intoxicating.
Lynn squeezed his hand gently. "We don’t have to rush this," she said softly.
"But I want to keep going. I want to see where this takes us." Lynn’s voice was steady, her fingers still intertwined with Rick’s. She looked at him, her eyes reflecting a mix of vulnerability and desire.
Steven’s voice came through the laptop, his tone warm but commanding. "Rick, I want you to understand something. This isn’t just about Lynn. It’s about you too. You’re part of this now. You’re part of her pleasure, part of her fantasy. And I want you to embrace that. I want you to feel what she’s feeling."
Rick’s breath hitched again, his jaw clenched.
He stared at the laptop screen, where Steven’s face was still visible, his expression unreadable but his voice steady and reassuring. "I want you to think about this," Steven said. "Lynn has been exploring her desires, and now she wants you to be part of it. She wants you to be part of her pleasure, part of her fantasy. Do you understand what that means?"
Lynn’s fingers tightened around Rick’s hand, her voice barely above a whisper. "It means I want you to be with me, Rick. I want you to be part of this. Rick was torn, his brain said, no she's my wife, but he knew that if he didn't agree, he would regret it for the rest of his life and the thought of it already had his cock starting to rise again.
Rick looked into Lynn's blue yes "yes baby, I want this, I want you to be happy and I think I can surpress my jealousy if it means your happiness and it keeps us together and I'm sure it will improve our dwindling sex life, so yes baby count me in".
His voice was low, deep, and filled with a newfound vulnerability.
Steven's voice was a low, soothing rumble through the laptop. "That's my boy, Rick. You're making the right choice. Lynn, I'm going to make a reservation for the Hilton hotel for this Saturday, I'd like you and Rick to join me there shall we say 7pm I'll text you the room number when I have it, I'd like you to wear those black fully fashioned seamed stockings I sent you and those sexy red high heeled ankle strap shoes. Also wear that sexy black dress you have, the one that buttons up the front and has a large split that shows off your sexy legs, Rick I'd like you to bring your video camera, I think you'd really like to film the evenings evenys for your and Lynn's future viewing pleasure.
I hope that works for you both, but please discuss it together and make sure your both fully aware of what we will be doing together and yes Lynn you'll find out for real on Saturday night why my screen handle is Ass Master.