Chapter 5: Break into Two
The room erupted in laughter and jeers as Gene lapped up the last remnants of his orgasm from the wooden floor. His heart raced with a mix of embarrassment, humiliation, and unfathomable arousal. He could feel the heat creeping up his neck, cheeks burning as he raised his head to meet Brenda's gaze. Her eyes twinkled with satisfaction and amusement as she leaned down, whispering in his ear.
"Good boy," she murmured, patting his head as if he were a loyal dog.
Jessica, now standing beside him, watched as he cleaned up his mess on the hardwood floor. She felt excited by what she'd seen, a newfound disgust for this man who seemed to willingly submit to Brenda's every command and a burning desire to see him further degraded.
Sarah, on the other hand, couldn't take her eyes off Thomas, who had emerged from the bedroom looking satisfied and proud. She felt a pang of envy, knowing that he had been the first to claim Brenda's body tonight.
As Gene finished licking up the last of his cum, Brenda brought Thomas back into the room. The two lovers had an air of confidence, their eyes smoldering as they surveyed the room. Thomas was well aware of the effect he had on all of them, Gene and Jessica included, and Brenda reveled in his devilish charm.
Brenda leaned over to whisper in Thomas's ear, her hand trailing down to caress his chest.
Brenda then looked over at Gene, still on his knees, face covered in cum. "You need to thank Thomas for his gift, honey."
Brenda's voice was barely above a whisper, but it still carried over the chatter of the party. Her eyes were fixed on Gene, who was still kneeling before her, his face still glistening with his own cum.
Gene swallowed, unsure of what to say, unsure of what his response to this humiliating situation should be. He wanted to please Brenda, he wanted to thank Thomas - but he also wanted to retreat inside himself, to escape this scene of degradation and find solace in the privacy of his own thoughts.
Without a moment's hesitation, Sarah stepped forward and seized the opportunity to support Brenda and her newest lover, giddy with excitement at the prospect of possible intrigue with Thomas herself.
"I'll help you, dude," she said, stretching a hand out to Gene, pulling him up to a standing position and guiding him towards the sprawling leather couch nearby.
"No, wait. Let me..." Gene started, trying to regain some dignity.
But Sarah, sensing the moment, wasted no time pushing him forwards toward Thomas who was standing there with a smirk on his face.
Thomas's eyes blazed, as he looked from Sarah to Gene, appreciating their boldness. The room went silent, as Brenda turned to see what was happening. She got a devilish grin on her face, and Thomas knew what was about to happen.
"You want me, don't you, baby?" Thomas whispered in Gene's ear, his voice thick with desire.
Gene hesitated, still seemingly unsure of what to do. But Sarah, standing behind him, nuzzled her body against his, whispering in his earlobe, "Go on, Baby.
Show us what a cum-thirsty bitch you really are."
Gene's blood boiled, and he nodded wordlessly, shuffling forward, painfully aware of every eye upon him as he dropped to his knees. Thomas reached down, unzipped his pants, and his cock sprang out, long and hard, bobbing in the air. The sight sent a surge of lust coursing through Gene's body, a confusing mix of horror and arousal.
Before he could fully process what was happening, Thomas was backing him towards the couch, guiding him onto his knees before him. Jessica and Sarah moved to flank him, standing silently as Thomas positioned himself before Gene. The room fell into a hushed silence, save for the sound of soft whispers, heavy breathing, and the crackle of the fire.
Without wasting a moment, Thomas reached down and grabbed the back of Gene's head, tugging him forward until his face was nestled between Thomas's muscular thighs.
His cock bobbed in front of Gene's face, the scent of musk and arousal filling the air.
"Look at that, darling," Brenda cooed, standing beside Thomas with a glass of champagne in her hand. "Your husband is so eager to please. Why don't you give him a little encouragement?"
Jessica and Sarah leaned in closer, eager to see what would happen next. Gene's heart raced, his mind spinning with a mix of fear and arousal.
He felt the heavy weight of everyone's eyes on him, watching, waiting, wondering what he would do.
"Go on, baby," Brenda whispered, her voice dripping with malicious delight. "Show them how much of a cock-sucking slut you really are."
With a shaking hand, Gene reached out and wrapped his fingers around Thomas's thick shaft. It was hot and hard in his hand, and he could feel the power of it pulsing in his grip.
He looked up at Thomas, his eyes pleading for mercy.
But Thomas only smirked, his eyes alight with corruption.
"What are you waiting for, honey?" Thomas growled, squeezing Gene's head harder. "You want it? Take it."
Gene's mouth opened, and without another word, he engulfed Thomas's cock in one swift motion. Thomas's expression changed from cruel satisfaction to sheer delight as Gene proved himself to be an eager deep-throater.
Brenda walked over to Sarah and Jessica, who were huddled together, whispering and giggling.
She looped her arms around their shoulders, and the three women stood there, observing the scene before them. Gene was still on his knees, now sucking Thomas's cock with gusto. His lips moved up and down the shaft, each time taking more and more of it into his mouth.
"He's a natural," Thomas commented, his voice filled with pride.
Brenda chuckled. "He's an eager learner, that's for sure."
Sarah took a step forward, breaking free from Brenda's embrace.
"Let me see, let me see," she demanded, her voice thick with anticipation. Jessica, emboldened by Sarah's enthusiasm, followed suit, and soon the two of them were standing beside Gene, watching him eagerly as he worshipped Thomas's cock.
Gene's mind swirled with shame and arousal, the two emotions colliding within him and intensifying his lust. He could feel every inch of Thomas's cock sliding in and out of his mouth, his tongue tracing the veins that stood out in sharp relief.
The taste of his precum was salty and musky, a flavor that was both repulsive and thrilling.
Brenda watched with approval, her eyes gleaming with desire. "That's right, Gene," she purred. "Take it all in. Show him how much you love it."
Jessica and Sarah, who were standing to the side, watched in awe as Gene pleasured Thomas. Sarah let out a low whistle.
"Holy shit, Gene, you've got skills." She could tell by the way Thomas's body tensed and his breathing quickened that her words were having the desired effect.
Jessica, who was standing alongside her, didn't seem quite as enthusiastic but still visibly intrigued by the spectacle before her. She couldn't deny the appeal of a man who was so willing to follow his wife's every command, especially when it came to performances like this.
Jessica and Sarah watched in awe as Gene's head bobbed up and down, Thomas's cock disappearing into his mouth again and again.
Sarah leaned in closer, her own breathing quickening as she watched Gene's lips wrapped around Thomas's shaft. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy at the sight. She had always been attracted to dominant men, and Thomas exuded power and control in a way that few others could.
As if sensing her thoughts, Thomas locked eyes with Sarah, a slow, sensuous smile spreading across his face.
She felt her breath catch in her throat as he reached down, gently stroking Gene's head with one hand while the other wrapped around Sarah's waist, pulling her closer.
"Would you to help out?" he whispered suggestively, his voice thick and sultry. Sarah nodded, unable to tear her gaze away from his piercing eyes as Thomas guided one hand to the base of his shaft, and the other to the back of Gene's head.
An electric current seemed to pass between them as she touched him, a shiver of excitement racing down her spine.
Sarah’s hands shook as Thomas positioned her to assist him, the anticipation building to a fever pitch. Brenda’s grin widened as she watched, sipping her champagne, waiting to see how things would unfold. Jessica, meanwhile, was completely awestruck by the sight in front of her. She'd never seen anything like it before: a woman helping her husband pleasure another man. It was a bold and brazen act, one that was both shocking and exhilarating.
"Hold his head, while I fuck his face and come down his throat" Thomas growled.
Sarah, a mixture of excitement and trepidation coursed through her veins. She had never been part of anything like this before, yet the thrill and danger of it all were exhilarating. She hesitated for a moment before placing her hand on the base of Thomas's cock, feeling its heavy weight and hardness. Without thinking, she wrapped her hand around the shaft and started to work in rhythm with Gene, who was sucking Thomas's cock with enthusiasm.
Sarah's movements became bolder, and soon she found herself squeezing Thomas's ass, pulling him deeper into Gene's mouth.
Thomas groaned in pleasure, his eyes closed in ecstasy as Sarah's fingers dug into his flesh. She was inexperienced, but that only made the moment more thrilling for her. It was dangerous, it was taboo, and she couldn't get enough of it.
Brenda watched in awe, her breathing quickening as she imagined herself in Sarah's place.
She had witnessed her fair share of debauchery, but the sight of Thomas's cock sliding in and out of Gene's mouth, all while Sarah assisted with her delicate, inexperienced touch, was enough to make her pussy throb with anticipation.
Jessica, too, was mesmerized by the scene before her. She had never seen a man so submissive, so eager to please another person. It was both horrifying and fascinating, and she couldn't tear her gaze away.
Just then, Brenda's eyes caught Thomas's, and he winked at her, letting her know that he was thinking the same thing. Brenda's heart skipped a beat at the sight, and a rush of heat surged through her body.
Sarah felt Thomas's balls tense up as he neared his orgasm and she shoved Gene's head hard against Thomas belly forcing the big cock all the way down his throat.
Gene's eyes watered, and he could feel Thomas's dick pulsating deep in his throat as streaming hot jets of cum started filling every inch of him, the salty bitterness of it overpowering every other sensation. Sarah continued to keep Gene's head locked in place for several more seconds, making sure not a single drop of Thomas's orgasm was wasted as it filled Gene's throat.
Thomas, for his part, stood there with a wide grin on his face as he watched Sarah take control, her inexperience forgotten in the heat of the moment.
When Thomas's orgasm finally began to ebb, Sarah pulled Gene's head back onto the couch, leaving him gasping for breath and shaking. Jessica, who had been watching with a mixture of shock and excitement, reached out a hand to help him back upright.
Brenda, still standing to one side, couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of pride as she watched the three of them.
Sarah, who had taken the lead with such unexpected fervor, was clearly loving the newfound attention and control she had. Jessica, who had been so hesitant before, now looked like she was on the verge of jumping in at any moment. And Gene, who had always seemed so reserved, was now completely spent, lying on the couch with his legs spread open.
Brenda walked over to him, and with a playful expression on her face, she knelt down beside him.. "Good job little cocksucker"
A moment later, Thomas had pulled away from Gene, leaving him coughing and spluttering. His lungs burned with the need for air, and he could feel the sticky residue of Thomas's orgasm coating the walls of his throat.
Jessica was staring at him in shock, her mouth gaping open at the sight of her friend's husband being used as a human toilet. Sarah, on the other hand, had a wicked grin on her face, clearly thrilled by what she had just experienced.
Brenda was also happy with herself.
She loved the power she had over her friends, husband, and strangers who came into her world. She stood up and smoothed out the wrinkles on her dress, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. It was a sign that she had successfully pushed the boundaries again, that she had orchestrated yet another event that would be remembered for a long time.
Jessica, however, couldn't contain herself any longer. Her curiosity overpowered her, and she found herself moving towards Gene.
"That was fucking hot," she whispered, licking her lips as she looked down at him.
Gene looked up at her with pleading eyes, still gasping for breath.
"Please," he croaked, his voice barely audible. His throat was raw, his chest heaving with the effort of breathing. "Please stop."
But Jessica wasn't listening. She reached down and wrapped her hand around his cock, which was still hard despite the abuse it had just endured.
Gene winced, but he couldn't deny that it felt good.
Jessica's touch was rough and aggressive, perfect for the submissive and humiliated position he found himself in. He still hadn't fully processed what had happened with Thomas but, as Jessica tightened her grip on his cock, he realized he was already beginning to harden again.
The room was still buzzing with excitement, and Gene was suddenly aware that everyone was watching him, waiting to see what would happen next. God, how high would Brenda go? How many times would she force him to prove himself as a sex toy, to show just how obedient he truly was?
Gene had no idea, but he felt himself sinking further and further into a sense of degradation, one that his wife so clearly reveled in.
Jessica's hand moved faster and faster on his cock, and Gene could feel himself getting closer and closer to climax. But before he could reach the point of no return, Brenda interjected.
"Not so fast," she said, her voice dripping with malice.
"We haven't quite finished our little game here." She raked her nails across Gene's back, leaving streaks of pain mixed with pleasure.
Gene sighed again, resigned to his fate. He hadn't known quite what he was getting himself into when he agreed to this hotwifing lifestyle, but he had to admit that it was was exhilarating and terrifying in equal measure.
Jessica stood up, turned around and pulled down her panties, thrusting her ass in Gene's face. "Lick my asshole, bitch" she commanded
, wiggling her hips.
Gene hesitated for a brief moment, staring in disbelief at the sight before him. But the weight of Brenda's hand on his head, urging him on, was too much to resist. He leaned forward, pressing his lips to Jessica's tight little asshole, and began to lick.
Jessica moaned softly, pushing back against Gene's face as he probed her with his tongue. She ground her hips against his mouth, feeling the tension in her body build with each passing moment.
Gene's tongue swirled around Jessica's asshole, lapping up the taste of her sweat and arousal. It was humiliating and degrading, but Gene couldn't deny the thrill he got from serving his wife in this way, from being reduced to nothing more than a tool for her pleasure.
Brenda watched with a mixture of pride and amusement as Gene licked and sucked at Jessica's ass. She enjoyed seeing him like this, totally at her mercy, willing to do anything she asked of him.
Brenda's eyes gleamed with anticipation, even as Thomas's gaze lingered on Sarah, who was still standing nearby, watching with wide eyes.
Jessica started rubbing her clit as Gene sucked on her ass.
The combination of forces was too much for her to handle, and she moaned loudly, her body arching as an orgasm washed over her.
She collapsed to the floor, panting and sweating, feeling spent but satisfied.
Once again, the crowd erupted in applause and laughter.
Jessie was still breathing heavily on the floor, her body flushed with pleasure, while Gene was left kneeling before her, his face slick with sweat and Jessica's ass.
Brenda walked over to her obedient husband and trailed her hand over his muscular back. The room fell silent, and Brenda caught the eye of Sarah, standing a few feet away, watching with keen interest. Sarah's gaze was piercing and full of desire, and Brenda knew what she wanted.
"Sarah, darling," Brenda said, her voice dripping with honey.
"Would you like to try something new? You've been such a good friend to me and Gene. I think you deserve a little treat."
Sarah looked at Brenda, a mixture of confusion and excitement on her face. She could feel her heart beating faster as she waited for Brenda to continue.
"I want you to take Gene into the other room and fuck him up the ass," Brenda said, her voice barely above a whisper. "Make him your bitch."
Sarah's face lit up with excitement. "Really?
I get to fuck him?" Sarah asked, her excitement palpable.
"Yes" Brenda replied. "I left the strapon, on the nightstand. Pound his ass hard until you cum."
The crowd cheered again, and Sarah grabbed Gene's hand, pulling him towards the bedroom. Once inside, she closed the door behind her and turned to face him.
"Get naked," she demanded, her voice thick with desire.
Gene obeyed, stripping off his clothes and revealing his tight, muscular body.
Sarah's eyes widened as she saw him naked, his cock already hard and jutting out from his body. She reached out and stroked it, feeling its weight and the smoothness of the skin. She wrapped her hand around it, squeezing it gently, and Gene moaned, his eyes fluttering shut.
"You like that?" Sarah asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Gene nodded, unable to speak, his mind focused solely on the feelings of pleasure coursing through his body.
Sarah wasted no time, grabbing the strapon from the nightstand and sliding it on over her thighs. It was sleek and black, and Gene could see the excitement in her eyes as she prepared to fuck him for the first time.
"Stick your ass out for me, bitch," Sarah demanded, her voice thick with desire. "I want to see that hole spread wide for me."
Gene did as he was told, bending over in front of her, his ass in the air. He could feel his heart racing, his pulse pounding, and his cock throbbing with anticipation.
Sarah's hands moved over his body, feeling the tightness of his muscles, and tracing the curves of his firm ass. He felt her fingers slip between the cheeks of his ass, probing his hole.
"Holy shit," Sarah exclaimed, her voice thick with pleasure. "You're so fucking tight, Gene. I can't wait to fucking tear this asshole apart."
Gene whimpered with pleasure, his body trembling with anticipation. Sarah's fingers teased his entrance for a moment before finally slipping inside him.
She fucked him gently at first, letting him adjust to the new sensation of being filled. But before long, she was pounding into him like a wild animal.
"Oh, fuck yeah, you little bitch," Sarah growled, her voice low and husky.
Gene moaned in response, unable to form coherent words. He just knew that he needed more, that he needed to be filled completely. He could feel his prostate swelling with pleasure, sending shockwaves of pleasure through every inch of his body.
Sarah fucked him with reckless abandon, pounding into him like a wild animal. It was a feeling unlike anything he had ever experienced before.
Sarah's thrusts became more insistent, more urgent. She could feel her orgasm building, could feel the tension coiling in the pit of her stomach. And then, without warning, she was there.
"Oh, fuck!" Sarah cried out, slamming into Gene with all her might.
Her body shook with the force of her climax, and Gene couldn't help but moan in response.
The sensation of being filled up, being used as a fuck toy for this woman, was overwhelming. Sarah's cunt clenched around the strapon, and she pulled out of Gene, leaving him empty and aching.
"You want more, don't you?" Sarah asked, her voice low and sultry.
Gene nodded eagerly, his entire body trembling with need. Sarah chuckled, pleased with herself. She grabbed a bottle of lube from the nightstand and generously applied it to her strapon.
Gene moaned in anticipation as she ran the cold gel across his anxious ass. Sarah gripped the base of the strapon, her finger running across the head of it, leaving a trail of lube that glistened in the room's dim light.
"Fuck me, Sarah," Gene begged, desperate for her to fill him up.
With a mischievous smile, Sarah teased him, running the strapon around his hole, tickling it, and making him moan.
She knew he wanted it, and she was going to make him beg for it. He arched his back, spreading his cheeks wider, trying to speed up the process, but Sarah just laughed.
"You know, you're so fucking hot like that," she said, slapping his ass. "You're such a little slut for me, aren't you?"
"Yes!" Gene cried out, his voice thick with lust. "Please, Sarah, I need it. I need it so fucking bad."
"Oh, and you'll get what you deserve," Sarah purred.
"But first, spread your legs wider and hold your cheeks apart for me, baby."
Gene did as he was told, his arousal now overwhelming any sense of embarrassment or shame. Sarah's eyes gleamed with excitement as she positioned herself behind him, and then she thrust the strapon into him in one swift motion.
Gene screamed, the rush of pleasure and pain making his head swim. Sarah's hands gripped his hips as she began to fuck him with long, deep strokes. It felt amazing, like nothing he had ever experienced before.
The strapon filled him completely, and Sarah's thrusts were long and deep, hitting his prostate with each stroke. Gene found himself moaning and gasping with pleasure, unable to control the sounds coming out of his mouth.
Sarah's pace quickened, her thrusts becoming more forceful. She could feel herself getting close to another orgasm, and she wanted to make sure Gene felt every bit of it.
"God, you feel amazing," Sarah muttered, her voice heavy with lust.
She pulled Gene's hips back into her, thrusting her strapon so deep inside him that he gasped with the intensity of it.
Sarah started to move faster, panting and moaning as she fucked him hard and without restraint. Her hands moved from his hips up to his shoulders, pulling him back into each thrust like a rag doll.
Gene was crying out, unable to hold back now as she pounded him mercilessly. The sensations were overwhelming, the pleasure building inside him like a tidal wave.
He could feel Sarah's hips smacking against his ass with each thrust, her nails digging into his skin as she held on for dear life. The friction of the strapon against his prostate was driving him wild, and he could feel his orgasm building deep in his balls.
Sarah's moans grew louder and more insistent as she felt her own orgasm approach. She could feel Gene's muscles tensing around her strapon, and she knew that he was close too.
She wanted to make sure that they came together, so she sped up her pace even more, thrusting into him with an intensity that made him scream out in pleasure.
Sarah's breasts bounced with each movement, and she could feel the strapon rubbing against her clit with every thrust. The combination of the two sensations was almost too much to bear, and she knew that she wasn't going to last much longer.
With a strangled cry, she suddenly came, her entire body shaking with the force of her orgasm.
Gene cried out along with her, feeling the pressure building and building until it finally erupted in a tide of hot, sticky cum. It splattered the floor and wall, mingling with Sarah's wetness and creating a slick mess.
Sarah pulled out of Gene, collapsing onto the bed next to him. They lay there for a moment, both panting and trying to catch their breath. Gene's mind was still racing with pleasure and embarrassment, but he couldn't deny the overwhelming feeling of release that washed over him in that moment.
Sarah, too, seemed to have reached a new level of satisfaction, as she lay spent and panting next to him.
Brenda and Thomas entered the room, and the atmosphere changed dramatically. Brenda's eyes gleamed with excitement and anticipation, while Thomas's gaze lingered on Sarah's exposed body.
"Well done, both of you," Brenda said, clapping her hands together. "Now, I want to see a proper train."
Without hesitation, Thomas moved towards Sarah, his cock already hard and ready for action.
Sarah looked up at him with a mixture of excitement and anticipation, spreading her legs wider to receive him. Thomas knelt down and started rubbing his cock against Sarah's already swollen clit, making her moan with pleasure.
"Stick the strapon up Gene's ass and I'll fuck him through you" Thomas commanded.
Brenda watched as her husband was about to get fucked by her friend and she couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement and arousal. She licked her lips in anticipation as she saw Sarah mount her husband from the front and Thomas positioning himself between Sarah's legs, ready to plunge his cock deep inside her.
Jessica, too, was getting into the action.
She straddled Gene, her dripping wet pussy pressing down on his face.
Gene could feel the warmth of her pussy and could smell its musky scent as Jessica began grinding her hips against his face.
"That's it, you little slut," Jessica growled. "Lick my pussy and make me cum."
Gene obeyed, his tongue darting out to lick and tease Jessica's clit.
She tasted sweet and tangy, and he could feel her getting wetter by the second.
Meanwhile, Thomas had already plunged his cock deep inside Sarah, making her moan with pleasure.
The two women writhed and moaned in pleasure, their bodies entangled with each other and Gene's. It was a scene of utter debauchery, and Gene couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and arousal as he served his wife and her friends in this way.
Thomas was fucking Sarah hard and deep now, the entire length of his cock disappearing inside her with each thrust. Sarah's tits bounced with each impact, and Gene couldn't help but stare in amazement.
Brenda noticed Gene's awe and decided to up the ante. She knelt down over Gene's cock, taking him deep into her mouth. She used her lips and tongue to tease and pleasure him, in the same rhythm that Thomas was fucking Sarah, and Sarah was in turn, fucking Gene's ass.
Gene felt like he was in heaven.
The combination of three beautiful women on top of him was overwhelming, and he could feel his cock pulsating with each thrust. He heard the slapping of skin and the moans of pleasure from the three of them, and he knew they were enjoying themselves as much as he was.
The strapon still buried in his ass, Thomas picked up the pace, plowing deep into Sarah, who was moaning with pleasure. Meanwhile, Brenda was just as eager, sucking Gene's cock like a wild woman.
She could feel him pulsating in her mouth, his moans growing louder and louder.
"Fuck, Brenda, I'm gonna cum," he muttered, his voice barely recognizable.
Brenda pulled back, her hand still wrapped around his shaft. She began stroking him quickly, the slickness of her saliva adding to the excitement.
"Do it," she commanded. "Cum for me. Cum all over me."
And with that, Gene finally let go. He erupted, his hot cum splattering Brenda's face and chest.
She moaned in pleasure as she continued to stroke him, milking every last drop.
As Gene lay there, spent and exhausted, Sarah slowly pulled the strapon out of his ass. He whimpered in protest, already missing the feeling of fullness. But soon, that feeling was replaced by a sweet kind of pain as Thomas, still hard and ready, slammed his cock deep inside him.
Brenda watched in awe as her husband took Thomas's entire length with ease, his ass stretched wide around the other man's girth.
Thomas was relentless, pounding into him with all the strength he had. Gene was gasping and moaning, completely at his mercy, and Brenda couldn't believe how hot it made her to see him like this.
"Harder, Thomas. Fuck him harder," she demanded, her voice low and dripping with desire.
Thomas obliged, thrusting into Gene with even more force, their bodies slapping together in a filthy symphony of flesh. Jessica and Sarah had both stopped moving, watching with wide eyes as Thomas took ownership of Gene's body.
Brenda's gaze met theirs, and she smiled, nodding in approval.
Gene groaned as Thomas's hips met his, the rough texture of the man's body contrasting sharply with the sleek finish of the strap-on previously being used. Thomas gripped Gene's hips tightly, pounding into him with a fierce determination that sent Gene's mind reeling with sensation.
By now, it was painful. With his orgasm over and his ass already raw from the strapon pounding, every thrust brought a fresh wave of pain.
But it was a pain that Gene couldn't help but enjoy, fueled by the overwhelming shame and embarrassment of being taken like this in front of his wife's friends.
Thomas's cock felt huge inside him, the sensation of it filling him up was intense and borderline unbearable but at the same time, it was exhilarating to be used like this.
Sarah had already come twice, her body trembling and shaking with pleasure as Thomas took charge of the situation.
Jessica, too, was lost in the moment, her body moving in a sensual rhythm as she ground her hips against Gene's face.
Brenda, meanwhile, was in her element, watching in delight as her husband was thoroughly used and degraded by the others. She could feel herself growing wetter with each passing moment, her pussy aching to be touched and filled. She looked around the room, her gaze settling on Sarah.
"Sarah," she said, her voice low and husky.
"My turn."
Sarah's eyes widened, and her lips curled into a coy smile.
"Brenda, darling," she said, her voice dripping with suggestiveness. "Whatever you say, milady."
Brenda could tell that Sarah was playing hard to get, and she wasn't having any of it. She walked over to the nearby nightstand, grabbed a bottle of lubricant, and poured a generous amount onto her fingers.
She returned to stand behind Sarah, reaching for her hips, and spreading her ass cheeks apart.
Sarah's ass was slick with a mix of Thomas's cum, her own sweat, and the remnants of Gene's fuckhole. Brenda couldn't resist the urge to bury her face between Sarah's cheeks, licking and sucking the flesh there.
Sarah groaned with pleasure as she felt Brenda's hot, wet tongue on her sensitive skin. Brenda then reached around Sarah's hips, her fingers tracing over Jessica's still-slick folds and to her swollen clit.
She began to circle the nub, Sarah's sounds of pleasure intensifying.
"You filthy little whore," Brenda muttered, her words dripping with venom and lust. "You love this, don't you? Being treated like a little fucktoy for all of us to use and abuse."
Sarah could only moan in response, her hips writhing uncontrollably under the dual assault of Brenda's mouth and fingers. Her ass was already sore from the pounding she had received from Thomas, but she found herself craving more.
She wanted to feel Brenda's fingers inside of her, filling her up completely.
Brenda, emboldened by Sarah's response, continued to explore Sarah's wetness with her fingers. She slowly slid them inside her, feeling Sarah's warmth and wetness enveloping her fingers. She began to move them in and out, building a rhythm.
Meanwhile, Thomas was watching the two girls as he relentlessly pounded Gene's sore asshole. Gene was starting to groan in pain as the attack continued.
His ass felt inflamed and raw, but he couldn’t help but moan with each pounding thrust.
"Harder, Goddamn it, harder," Thomas growled, his voice deep and gravelly.
Jessica was riding Gene's face, her pussy grinding against his tongue and lips as Thomas drove his cock deep into his sore ass. Gene could feel his cum leaking out around Sarah's strap-on, wetting his balls and the sheets beneath him.
His mind was reeling, his thoughts a chaotic mess of pleasure, humiliation, and sadness. He had never felt so degraded in his life, but he was powerless to stop the cascade of emotions that coursed through him as his hotwife and her friends came to life around him.
With a final grunt, Thomas shoved his cock all the way to the hilt and exploded in Gene's ass right as Sarah started coming from Brenda's hand and Jessica started squirting all over Gene's face.
Sarah's moans escalated to a scream as Thomas emptied his seed into Gene, making Gene's hole twitch and clench around the now-deflating cock.
Gene lay panting like a beaten dog, his body covered in sweat and other people's cum.
Brenda stood over him, watching the aftermath of their dirty little game with a smug smile on her face. "You look like you've just been properly used, dear husband," she cooed.
"And I can see that you've pleased our guests well."
Brenda reached down and ran her fingers through his cum and Sarah's still-dripping pussy juices. She brought them up to his lips, smearing them over his mouth and chin.
"Lick them clean," she demanded. "Every last drop."
Gene obeyed, lapping at her fingers until they were clean. The taste of their combined sex was overwhelming, a powerful reminder of his own debasement.