Chapter 1: Introduction
Lee stood in the warm, dimly lit room, her petite body gleaming with the oil she'd just poured over her skin. Jack, her husband, never allowed her to do this alone. She was to be watched, desired by many. Three pairs of hungry eyes watched her from the plush sofa on the far side of the room. Slowly, sensually, she began to massage the oil into her skin. Her hands traveled up her slender legs, which she'd toned with countless hours in the gym. Thighs, slick with oil, glistened in the soft light.
Lee's hands moved upwards, lingering briefly on the rounded swell of her derrière, before ascending further to her lithe waist and rising still higher, tracing the curve of her small, pert breasts. Her dark hair cascaded down her back in a silken waterfall, shimmering in the candlelight that illuminated the room in soft, flickering light.
The men watching from the sofa were rapt. Jack, her husband, leaned back against the cushions, his eyes gleaming with pride and possessiveness as he watched his wife pleasing herself.
Beside him sat Mike, a long-time friend of theirs. Mike had always been boisterous, enthusiastic, with a devilish grin that graced his face more often than not. He ran a hand through his thick, uncut cock, which strained against his trousers, evidently eager for release. On the other side of Jack sat Tom, quiet and reserved. It took little prodding from Jack to elicit a reaction from him, but once relaxed and comfortable, he was more than willing to join in on their playtime.
Tom was always so reserved, but in the privacy of their bedroom, he was like a different man.
Lee made her way over to Tom, her eyes never leaving his lap. She gently tugged at the zipper of his trousers, and the thick, uncut cock that had been hidden inside sprang forth. It was beautiful, powerful, a sight that never failed to take her breath away. She wrapped her hand around his shaft, savoring the feeling of his hot, hard length in her palm. He shuddered in response, a small moan escaping his lips.
"That feels so good, Lee," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. She teased his cock with her hands, stroking him from base to tip, slick with the oil she'd used to anoint herself.
Mike, never one to be left behind for long, had taken the opportunity to undress while Lee turned her attention to Tom. His pants discarded, he now stood fully naked, his own hard, thick uncut cock on full display. The oil glistened on his skin, making the muscles of his abdomen contract and ripple as he moved.
There was something incredibly arousing about the sight of his arousal, the way he seemed to grow harder still at simply the sight of her touching another man. She felt him swell in her hand, and she took that as a cue to increase her pace, fingers dancing nimbly over the slick, veiny surface.
Beside her, Tom finally started to open up. "Lee," he breathed, eyes fixed on where she touched him.
His hands tentatively tangled in her hair, as if afraid he was overstepping some unspoken boundary. Yet his cock, hard and insistent in her hand, left little doubt about his hunger.
Mike, ever the enthusiast, had stepped closer to where they stood, his own cock within easy reach of her other hand. Though she was already pleasuring Tom, she couldn't resist the temptation to touch Mike. In one swift movement, she reached out and grasped him firmly in hand, as if to say: I can do two at once.
The effect was immediate.
Seeing Lee's hands on both of their cocks, Tom's breathing grew ragged, a low moan escaping his lips. Mike's eyes darkened with lust, and he slid a hand up the back of her thigh, his fingers finding the wetness between her legs.
"Oh," she gasped at the sudden contact. Her hips rolled instinctively towards his hand, seeking more of the delicious friction that made her body hum with pleasure.
Jack watched from the sofa, hunger burning bright in his eyes.