Chapter 2: Mirrored Depravity
"Julian, I want to suck your cock," Clara hissed between ragged breaths. "I have never cum that fast before," she gasped in amazement. Frantically she pulled his large cock in her mouth and began working the shaft. The taste of him, salt and skin, flooded her mouth as she took him deep, her eyes fixed on Mark who lay beside her inches from where she was sucking. “Watch his balls tighten, Mark,” she gasped, pulling off with a wet pop, her hand working his slick length. “He’s gonna flood my throat...watch me make another man cum.” It wasn't long before Julian’s hips jerked, a choked curse escaped him with his hand fisted in her hair. She took him back down, humming, until his shout echoed in the lamplight and hot pulses hit the back of her throat.
She didn't swallow, her throat working, before releasing him with a final, obscene lick. Then her hand shot out, fingers tangling in Mark’s hair, and she dragged him roughly up the bed and beneath her. Her mouth crashed onto his, her tongue forcing past his lips, and she fed him the warm, salty spend, the taste of another man flooding his senses. “Taste him,” she whispered against his mouth, her voice raw and commanding. “Taste the man who’s going to stretch your wife and fill her like never before.”
"You wife is incredible," Julian smiled lustfully. "Her mouth is magic! Now, I'm going to fuck her senseless!" He effortlessly flipped her on her back. His massive dick already hard and erect."Mark, I want you to put him in me." Clara ordered. "Put him in me and then hold my legs open so he can pound me." Mark quickly obeyed. He grabbed Julian's large member almost unable to get his hand around it and guided it to his wife's already dripping pussy. "Oooooh, God! Look at how he is stretching me!" Mark watched as Julian's massive cock slowly sank all the way in his wife. "Fuck, I'm so full!"
Julian’s hips began a relentless, pounding rhythm, each deep thrust punching a choked cry from Clara’s lips as Mark, his hands trembling, hooked under her knees and spread her wide. “Oh god, Mark, feel how deep he is,” she wailed, her body convulsing around the invading thickness, her climax tearing through her with a raw, screaming intensity that left her shuddering. He didn't stop, he kept fucking her like a piston until she lost count of how many times she came. She collapsed on the bed, Julian still inside her and her husband next to her. After a few moments, Julian slowly pulled out and she struggled up. “Now Mark get on your back,” she commanded, her voice husky and spent. She pushed Mark down before positioning herself on all fours above him, her dripping sex hovering just over his mouth. Julian re-entered her from behind in one savage push, the slick, wet sound obscenely loud as he grunted, “Listen to that, man, your wife is absolutely soaked for me,” his balls slapping against her with every drive. As the relentless pounding continued Mark hungrily lapped at her clit, knowing this was the only way he could satisfy her. Julian’s pace became frantic, his breath hitching before he growled, “I’m gonna cum,” and Clara screamed, “Do it, fill me up, I want all of it,” her own body clenching around him as he emptied himself inside her with a final, shuddering groan. She screamed in her own orgasm seeing stars and colors she had never seen before.
She collapsed onto Mark, then shifted, straddling his face. Her pussy still agape and juices running down her inner thighs. "That was the most incredible fuck, I didn't know sex could feel THAT good. Mark, thank Julian for making your fantasy come true. " Clara ordered. With tears of gratitude Mark replied, 'Thank you Julian, you are exactly what I wanted for my wife. And Clara you continue to be the most thoughtful, exciting and amazing person I have ever met." With her thighs framing his vision, she looked down at him, her expression one of wrecked, triumphant bliss. “Happy birthday,” she murmured, lowering herself onto his mouth. “Now taste our cum. Taste how well he fucked me.”