His Perfect Wife Needs More - Part 5 (Patreon)

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The bike ride has been Dylan’s suggestion. There was a particularly beautiful path with intermittent views of the river and every so often they’d spend a Saturday afternoon enjoying a languid ride that would culminate in a glass of wine and a round of vigorous sex at home.

Bringing Marco along for the ride had been Erica’s suggestion. It seemed that Dylan couldn’t resist, either. After watching her and Marco have sex he’d gotten a great deal more interested in witnessing them together, so she figured a semi-date was a good way to have a little fun and give her husband what he wanted.

What Erica hadn’t counted on was the two men in her life getting competitive. What was supposed to be a nice bike ride felt a lot more like a race, to the point that Erica was getting a little frustrated.

“Ok boys,” she said as they stopped at an overlook. “I have a proposal for you.”

Erica stepped off her bike, approached Marco and Dylan, and did a little spin to show off her body in the leggings and sports bra combo she’d picked out that morning. Erica knew she looked good and the appreciative stares from the two men confirmed that they felt the same way.

“I propose a race,” Erica said. “I’ll ride ahead and you’ll race to me at my signal. Whoever gets there first gets to fuck me.”

Dylan and Marco both looked surprised, perhaps at the boldness of her proposition.

“The loser will accept the fact that he wasn’t good enough to win me and we will finish our ride without any more of this annoying male competitive bullshit. Do you agree to my terms?” she asked.

Dylan and Marco nodded and Erica turned around, got on her bike, and looked at them. “I’ll ride ahead. Wait for my signal to start. If either of you cheats or attempts to cheat you immediately forfeit the race and you’ll also incur my wrath. Play fair or don’t play at all.”

“We will,” Dylan said.

Erica rode away as most of the frustration she felt towards Dylan and Marco dissipated. The competitiveness wasn’t entirely surprising – they both knew they were effectively sharing her, so of course they were getting a little competitive – but Erica had invited Marco hoping it would be a day of flirty fun that might leave all three of them aroused and could result in a night of Dylan watching as another man fucked her.

Erica reached the next overlook and turned to see Dylan and Marco in the distance. They were both on their bikes and ready to ride. She raised both hands in the air, held them there for a few moments, and then swiftly lowered her arms to her sides.

Both men took off and Erica felt a surprising sense of delight at the idea that they were competing so hard for the chance to fuck her. She never thought of herself as that kind of woman, but apparently she quite liked the idea that two men were desperate enough to be inside her that they’d vigorously compete for the right to have her.

It wasn’t much of a competition, though. Dylan wasn’t in bad shape, but he couldn’t really compete with Marco. By the halfway point it was clear that Marco would emerge the victor, barring a miraculous burst of speed from Dylan. That burst never arrived and Marco pulled in a solid ten bike lengths in front of Erica’s husband.

He climbed off his bike, grabbed Erica’s ass, and picked her up. She instinctively wrapped her legs around the sweaty man that had been satisfying her sexual needs for months and they shared a joyous kiss while Dylan pulled up.

The whole thing was so much hotter than Erica expected. She felt a surprising rush of desire for Marco, a sensation that was aided by the presence of an impressive erection in his shorts.

“You won,” Erica said.

“Yes I did,” Marco replied. “There was no chance I was going to lose that race.”

Erica smiled. The effort Marco had put in felt like an expression of his desire for her and she found it thrilling. The fact that he won with ease reinforced the reality that Marco was better than Dylan in some ways, particularly those that required more physical skill.

She glanced over Marco’s shoulder and saw Dylan standing there with half an erection in his shorts. It occurred to Erica that perhaps they were all going to emerge as winners, since Dylan might have preferred watching Marco fuck her over getting to fuck her himself. At the very least he wasn’t going to find it impossibly painful to know that another man was fucking his wife.

“I like that you’re hard for me,” Erica said.

Marco smiled. “I can’t help it. You’re beautiful and now I know that I get to fuck you. You know I’m always excited to enjoy your body.”

Erica kissed him again. This time it was slow and passionate. Marco massaged her ass while holding Erica in the air and she gleefully sucked on his tongue when it slipped into her mouth. By the time he put her down Erica was overcome with desire. The idea of waiting until they got home felt untenable.

“How would you feel about claiming your prize right now?” Erica asked.

“I’d love to,” Marco said.

He put Erica down and she took his hand and led him across the bike path. “Are you coming, honey?” she asked Dylan. “Wouldn’t you like to watch Marco fuck your wife?”

Dylan hesitated, but only for a moment. He rushed after them as Erica pulled Marco through the thick bushes and behind a particularly wide tree.

Erica fell to her knees, untied Marco’s shorts, and pulled them down before Dylan reached them. Marco groaned as she took his cock into her mouth and played with his balls. She looked up to see the pleasure in her lover’s eyes as her lips and tongue offered him pleasure.

“Her mouth is amazing,” Marco said. “I swear, no one has ever sucked my cock like your wife does.”

Erica knew Marco was taunting Dylan just a little bit. It seemed like he wasn’t the most gracious winner, but there was something about it that thrilled her. After all, Dylan had failed in his quest to win the right to his wife’s body.

“You can take your cock out, honey,” Erica said as she stroked Marco’s big, beautiful dick. “You lost, but you still deserve a little bit of pleasure. You can masturbate while I suck Marco’s cock to get him nice and hard for my pussy.”

Erica smiled at her husband and watched him engage in what seemed to be a silent debate over the merits of admitting defeat, pulling out his cock, and masturbating as he watched his wife and another man have sex in the woods.

When she took Marco’s cock back into her mouth Erica saw Dylan lower his shorts. She saw her husband pull out his stiff dick and masturbate as she pleasured another man.

“I need to fuck you,” Marco said after a few minutes of lusty cocksucking. “I need to feel that perfect pussy.”

Erica stood up and kissed Marco as he worked her leggings down. He played with her tits in the sports bra while their tongues danced and Erica couldn’t help but moan into his mouth.

Marco stepped back and spun Erica around. She bent over, put her hands on the rough bark of the thick tree, and stuck out her ass.

“Fuck me,” Erica said as she looked at Dylan. “Fuck me while my husband watches.”

The look on Dylan’s face thrilled Erica. It was like a wave of pure lust broke over him. It was close to his orgasm face, only he was still slowly masturbating.

Marco slipped into Erica’s pussy from behind and slowly filled her. She closed her eyes and moaned a little louder than was necessary. She wanted Dylan to know how good it felt. She wanted him to know that she was overjoyed to have someone else’s cock inside her.

“He feels so good in my pussy,” Erica said to her husband. “He’s so big and he’s so fucking deep.”

Marco put a hand on her shoulder and the other rested on Erica’s lower back as he began to fuck her from behind. His thrusts were slow and deep to start as he gave her a little time to get used to his size.

“Are you turned on, Dylan?” Erica asked. “Does it turn you on to watch Marco fuck me?”

Dylan nodded as Erica felt an unexpected kind of pleasure envelop her body. The first time Dylan watched she hadn’t really talked to him. Instead she’d concentrated on Marco and her husband had been a silent audience of one. She found it surprisingly hot to talk to him while Marco filled her pussy, though. He was still just watching, but it made so much sexier to feel like she was making the experience more pleasurable for him with just a little bit of dirty talk.

“Fuck me harder,” Erica insisted. “Pound me while my husband watches.”

Marco delivered and the sounds of his flesh meeting hers filled Erica’s ears. Dylan stroked his cock faster and the look of pleasure on his face was intense.

Erica unzipped her sports bra, grabbed Dylan’s free hand, and placed it on her breast. “Kiss me,” she said.

Dylan stepped closer and his lips pressed tightly against hers as he played with her tits. Erica moaned into her husband’s mouth while another man fucked her and a wondrous kind of arousal rushed through her body.

“I’m glad he won,” she said. “I’m glad he won the right to fuck me. I’m glad his cock is inside me.”

For just a moment there was a look of pain on Dylan’s face. Then it was washed away by a tidal wave of desire. He rolled her nipple between his fingers and kissed her again. This time his tongue was aggressive. She heard him stroking faster. She wondered if Dylan was going to cum before Marco unloaded in her pussy.

“Play with my clit,” Erica said to her husband.

Dylan hesitated.

“Do it,” she said. “Play with my clit. Make me feel good while Marco fucks me. You lost the race. He won. He gets to fuck me. You get to play with my clit.”

Erica felt a rush of pleasure as Dylan did as she requested. His fingers moved down her taut stomach and between her legs. He hesitated as he reached her pubic hair, but his index finger soon found its way to her clit.

“That’s it, baby. You’re making me feel so good,” Erica said.

Dylan smiled and stroked his cock faster. His lips pressed against hers and they shared a beautiful, deep kiss. Erica sucked on his tongue as her loins tingled. She was so close to cumming.

“Cum inside me, Marco. Cum in my pussy. You won me. You won my body. You get to pump your cum into my pussy,” Erica said.

Dylan groaned and Erica heard him stroking faster.

“You like that, don’t you?” she asked. “You like that I want Marco to cum inside me, don’t you? You like that I want him to pump his seed into my pussy. You like that he gets to unload in me and you have to cum on the ground, don’t you?”

Erica felt powerful and hugely aroused. It was like every inch of her body was humming with pleasure. Dylan’s finger kept working her clit. Marco kept pounding her from behind.

Marco came first. He unleashed a series of low, loud moans as he buried his cock inside her and held Erica’s hips while his cum splashed in her pussy.

Erica came second. She couldn’t hold back. It felt too good. The pleasure was so intense that her knees went weak and if Marco hadn’t held her up she would have collapsed onto the ground.

When she regained her strength Erica pushed Dylan’s hand away from his cock and wrapped her fingers around it.

“Cum for me,” she said. “Cum on the ground while Marco’s cum leaks out of my pussy. Cum all over the dirt and leaves while his cum lives in my womb.”

Dylan did as she directed. He came all over the ground and the tree as Erica jerked him off. He made a splendid mess and she couldn’t help but smile as he did.

With her husband spent, Erica released his cock and turned around. She stepped into Marco’s waiting arms and gave him the kind of long, deep kiss a woman offers a man that has fucked her with such skill.

“You’re incredible,” she said.

“I’m nothing compared to you,” he said.

They kissed again. Erica suspected Dylan was feeling jealous and a little annoyed – a man can be so different after his orgasm – but she didn’t care. Marco had won. Marco had fucked her with far greater skill than Dylan would have. Marco’s cum was leaking out of her pussy. In a way, Marco was the reason she and Dylan still had a good marriage, because without a solution to the sexual dissatisfaction that had led to her cuckolding her husband they might not be married anymore.

Erica pulled up her leggings with a great deal of Marco’s cum still inside her. She liked the idea of him leaking out of her over the course of the rest of their bike ride. She liked the idea of her pussy being sloppy with his seed when he fucked her again later that day, too, something that was assured. Erica couldn’t be satisfied with just one orgasm. She needed more.

Dylan’s cock was back in his shorts by the time Erica turned to her husband. “Did you enjoy your orgasm?”

He nodded.

“Do you want to watch Marco fuck me again later today? Do you want to watch him fuck me in our bed?” Erica asked.

Much to Erica’s delight, Dylan nodded. She thought there was a chance he’d decline as she’d dissipated his desire by jerking him off, but it seemed that he was already eager for more.

“No more competitive bullshit, then,” Erica said. “I think Marco proved you can’t really win that competition, didn’t he?”

“He did,” Dylan said.

Erica saw it was a little painful for her husband to admit, but it was necessary. She wanted their bike ride to be nice, not annoying. Plus, she found it more than a little thrilling to see Dylan confront that reality.

Erica took Marco’s hand and said, “Let’s go. There’s plenty more to see.”

They all walked out of the woods, climbed on their bikes, and headed off with Erica in the lead.