The New Tenant - Part 4 (Patreon)

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Thanks to Anora / MorbidOrb and  to Joko44

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It wasn’t long after Josh had gone to bed when me and Toby also decided to do the same. I was beat after the pounding Josh had given me on the pool deck, so I wasn’t exactly in the mood for more party games. It was such a relief to finally get out the tension getting dicked down good by my big powerful husband.

But as I had no underwear, I had to sneak past my snoring husband and his sister. I looked at them for a brief moment. They were so cute together. She was even spooning him, folding a hand across his waist and cradling her head against his muscular back. If there was someone to cuddle, it was Josh. I giggled before getting on my merry way.

“You know, I haven’t even been in this room since you moved in,” I said. I was back in Toby’s room, adjusting the pillow, getting ready to sleep.

“You can visit me anytime you like,” Toby said, daring to flirt a little.

“Really now? Well, no funny business tonight. I’m tired, and you’ve already had your fun,” I said, highlighting it with a yawn.

Toby looked a bit defeated, but relented. He slumped down on the bed and rolled onto his back. The bed was pretty large, so there was plenty of space for both of us.

“Well… maybe you can hold me a little. But no jerking off,” I said, relenting a bit.

“Really?” Toby lit up.

Instead of giving a reply, I rolled onto my side and waited. Toby took the hint and crawled into me, folding an arm around me. Before tonight he had barely touched me. Now he had massaged me, touched my thigh, got jerked off by me, and now he cuddled up behind me. And soon enough, I felt it. His shaft snuggled into my ass crack. I squirmed a bit, and I felt his cock twitch at my small movement. That huge thing was right in there. Good thing I got those panties, or Toby would’ve gotten way too close.

Instead, I felt him lay his hand down my side, ever so slightly groping at the side of my thighs. I couldn’t like, being snuggled into him with his hand on my hips did feel kind of good. So without thinking, I wiggled my hips even closer to him, feeling his giant bat lodge between my thighs. It was so warm. And damp. It was so big it had no problem reaching well between my legs. The shaft strung to my pussy from behind even through our two layers of fabric. Though the dampness was probably from me.

Toby taking my engagement as encouragement moved his hands from my thighs and to my belly, gently rubbing up and down with light touches. Carefully. I felt him squirm behind me though, as no doubt the sensation of my ass on his cock and his hand cupping the underside of my boobs was getting to him. But he was such a good boy for not doing anything. Just lingering and letting his hand rest at a respectful distance away from my breasts.

But because he was so good, I wanted him to have a reward. So I took those very hands and moved them up to my chest to let him have his way with my tits. And so he did. He sat back up on his elbow for better leverage and started to grope me, his gaze locked where his hands were. Toby’s cock was now out from my ass cheeks and rested across my ass instead. Though, resting was probably not the right word. The way he sat it was pressed up towards the crack. No doubt his cock was under a lot of pressure.

I moved my upper torso so I could look more at him, and so he had access to both my tits.

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But also so I could slip my hand down his boxers and drag his big dick out. Toby groaned twice, once I grabbed him and once I relieved the tension from his boxers. His cock was so humongous and so raging. Warm and fat.

Not playing any games anymore, I started to stroke him like that, with an underhand grip. His big cock head smeared my palm, and as I stroked his cock I in return smeared his shaft with his precum. I rolled onto my back and then I slipped my other hand down to rub the tip of his cock. I was surprised how much it stretched my grip. I knew he was a big guy, but damn. I rubbed the top of his dickhead, and he shivered at the touch, causing him to pause his mauling of my tits. Then I moved my hand on his shaft up and down, and he bucked hard and moaned.

As I pulled on his shaft, Toby reached over to grab my breast again. My nipples were so sensitive that just the slightest touch made me whimper.

“Oh fuck. Oh shit, oh fuck. Yes, yes, yes!” Toby moaned out, sensing his building orgasm.

His voice sounded so turned on. I smiled, and I played my part like a good little wife and let Toby play with my breasts as he bucked his hips and approached his climax. I leaned back and closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation of his fingers grazing across my sensitive nipples. Then I felt his cock swell up and pulse, followed by the wet feeling of Toby cumming on my chest. So much. So warm. And so good. Finally, when he was spent I rolled onto my side.

After a while, I felt the bed shift slightly. I opened my eyes, and sure enough Toby had taken over. He was sitting up, his forearm supporting his weight as before, but he moved in close to me once again.

I felt him wrap his arm around me and squeeze my breast. I moaned in response and shifted closer to him, letting him once again do with me whatever he wanted. Then I felt his hand reach down my stomach and land on my dripping pussy. I gasped.

“Toby!” I whispered.

“I love how wet you are, Kimberly. Tell me, I know you want this big cock inside you. Do you want to be fucked by ?” Toby asked. Where was this coming from? It was so naughty!

Without thinking. I nodded.

“Good girl. Just relax and –,” he whispered in my ear, but I cut him off.

“Shut it, Toby. We’re not fucking,” I said sternly.

At first I thought he’d do it anyway but Toby was a good boy. I have no idea how. Many guys wouldn’t be able to control themselves. Soon after we drifted off to sleep. Alcohol always makes me sleepy. Not my best night, as I much preferred my own bed, but still. Sleep. At least a few hours.

*

Kimberly was such a heavy sleeper. Or maybe it was the alcohol. Looking at her gorgeous face, and seeing her heavy breathing was such a sight. A sight of beauty. A sight of opportunity. While she had told me ‘no funny business’ I needed to relieve myself. Kimberly was making me so hard yet again. I had to cum. It wasn’t my fault, truly. Kimberly was just so hot, so sexy.

I was patiently waiting and waiting. Minutes and then finally a full hour went by before I decided she was sleeping heavily enough. I slid my boxers down, releasing my hard dick. She would understand if she woke up, surely, but I still kept an eye on her closed eyes and her breathing. While staring intently at Kimberly’s face, I gently rubbed the tip of my cock against the back of her thigh. A groan escaped my lips. Too loud. I had to shut it, or she’d wake up. But it also felt so good. Her silky smooth skin against my foul dick felt like heaven. I glided it against her smooth skin, getting familiar with the silk-like sensation. To my disappointment she had put on underwear… but I don’t think I was ready for that extra mile. I’d blow my load in a second.

After rubbing up and down on her skin for a bit, I decided it was enough. I had to release my seed. So I tossed the blanket aside and sat up. My cock hovered over her hips and her ass. One day, I swear I’d have her in a similar position, but with my cock sheathed inside her while I impregnated her. “Calm yourselves, Toby.” One thing at a time. I had a beautiful angel at my disposal, and best not fuck it up.

I took hold of my cock and rubbed it gently against her ass cheek. So good. I moved a thumb on each side of my girth, pressing the shaft into her soft skin and started to slowly thrust. Essentially fucking her ass cheek. It was so good, I could’ve exploded right there. Maybe I should have. Kimberly had made me so hard, so it was only right.

Instead, I crawled across her body and out of the bed. I now stood level with her head, my big cock pointing right at her face. Like it had done a couple of times already. She was so cute when she slept. So peaceful. Yes. This was the right place. I grabbed my erection once again and started to stroke myself with a decent rhythm while I looked at her.

I stared at her. Her sexy features. What made Kimberly Kimberly. Her hair, her eyes. Her smoky, exotic look. Her cute nose and her supple lips. My mind clouded by arousal, I dared to inch myself closer to her. I wanted to feel her breath on my cock. That would be just wonderful. I gently moved the tip down under her nose, and felt it. Her warm, heavy breath tingled my cock ever so gently. I squirmed and bucked. Almost. I almost came right there. I had to calm myself. It was too early.

I slowly bent down and moved my hand and started to trace my thumb across her lips. Not so lightly so it would tickle her, but not so firm it would wake her. Just to feel how soft Kimberly’s mouth was. With my other hand I slowly started to jerk my cock again, right in front of her sleeping beauty. I just had to pleasure myself. Her lips were so soft against my thumb I couldn’t help it. Her hand on my cock earlier was just a small appetizer of how wonderfully Kimberly could serve me.

I let out another groan, feeling myself inch closer to cumming. I steadied myself, aiming my cock straight towards her lovely mouth, but as I did so, I almost tumbled. I moved the hand I was caressing her lips with to brace my fall against the mattress behind her. As I regained balance, I looked down to see if she woke up because of my clumsiness.

What I saw was so much better.

My big dick rested across her face, with my foreskin slightly pulled back. My bare, raging cock head resting on her face, pumping and pulsing. Precum leaking down on her tended cheekbones. But she was sound asleep, it seemed. Maybe my cock didn’t bump into her that hard. It probably slid against her.

But this gave me an idea.

I pulled back with my hips and pushed a bit forward, letting my foreskin roll. That was wonderful. I did it again, with a loud, daring satisfied groan. I was essentially using Kimberly’s face to jerk my cock. I pulled further back and pushed, getting a long stroke. Smearing her face in my precum. After a few thrusts I found an angle so I no longer needed to hold my cock in place, so I placed it onto her forehead to steady her while I started to fuck her cheek. I felt my balls jolting, threatening to erupt. Kimberly was edging me towards salvation, and without even having to put in any work. Dirty slut, making me do everything.

I pulled back and pushed several times, stroking my cock against her face with longer and longer strokes. Slowly so I wouldn’t wake her. “Yeah! Yeah! Take that!” I groaned through gritted teeth, careful to not be too loud. But try as I might, I let out a loud moan, which turned into a louder one when I kept going. “Fuck yeah!” This time, I didn’t hold back my moans. They erupted from me. Along with all my pent-up frustration.

Kimberly’s head was moving slightly, like she was dreaming. She couldn’t have been awake yet though, or she’d be screaming at me by now. The fact she wasn’t only meant she was still asleep, and that made me want to go faster. She was taking my cock against her cheek so well now.

Then, after a couple more strokes, I felt it. My orgasm was building. A few seconds later it hit me. My eyes widened and my body tensed, the intensity overwhelming me. I couldn’t hold myself back anymore, and before I knew it, I was cumming so hard I thought my cock might explode. My cum shot forth, splashing onto Kimberly’s face. It got on her eyelids, in her hair and cheek. I moved my hands to hold my cock tight until the last drop. Then I relaxed as the rest of my cum dripped down and between her lips.

I moved into bed and slumped next to her. “Dirty, ugh slut,” I panted.

I looked over at her as Kimberly rolled onto her back. I inspected my handiwork. Kimberly’s pretty face was plastered with my white sperm. She essentially looked like a common whore this way. Though I knew better. It took me a few minutes to calm down. Once I did I rolled onto my back and closed my eyes with a sigh. It had been an eventful night already, and it was still young.

I wondered what she might think when she woke up to her face covered in dried up cum. The thought was almost too funny and too delicious. Would she be mad? Would she think it was funny too? Would her anger turn to lust and would she masturbate while taunting me? I hoped so.

I had heard Kimberly didn’t really like sleep in any bed but her own, but for some reason she was bang asleep now. Even now, coated with my essence, she was in her sweet dreams. I felt the excitement boil again. I was still wide awake, and Kimberly seemed in an receptible mood. I opened my eyes and looked over at Kimberly. Her eyes were still closed, so I decided to take advantage of the situation. I shuffled to my knees and sat over her again. I then brought my hands and grabbed her breasts over her shirt, squeezing them gently. I could feel their perkiness under the fabric. Her smell emanated from below. It was intoxicating. I started to fondle them, rolling my fingers across her nipples.

Kimberly stirred and moaned softly, but she still didn’t wake up. I squeezed her tits some more, focusing on her nipples. After a bit of that, I slipped my hands from her chest, and wrapped them gently around her head. I laid her face to the side and pointed her towards my lap, letting my cock point right at her. I released her head with one hand and grabbed my cock. Still wet and slick with my cum, I rubbed my slimy dick against her lips.

I paused. I had to catch my breath. So close. So fucking close. If I pushed now, Kimberly would be sucking my cock. If I pushed now, I could make sweet tender love to Kimberly's loving mouth. I had to. Fuck it. I lodged my cock against her lips and started to press. She didn’t quite open at first, then I felt her jaw move a bit and I was able to slide my cock between her lips until my cockhead touched her tongue. I pushed forward a little more, and finally Kimberly was sucking on my cock. Her tongue was getting all my precum and I knew she could taste it.

“Oh god…” I moaned loudly, as I continued to rub my cock back and forth against Kimberly’s tongue.

I could even feel as Kimberly was actually providing some suction. I gasped and started to pump her mouth a bit faster. She sucked harder. And I felt her swallow around my cock. I could’ve bricked right there, if I hadn’t already. I couldn’t believe she was sucking my dick. Josh’s wife with my cock lodged in her mouth! I’ve dreamed about it for months. I let out another groan, and went to push my cock deeper.

Then she let out an annoyed groan, and I felt a hand on my hip. My heart shot through my chest. I threw myself off of her and sprinted towards the bathroom. Hopefully I hadn’t woken her up.

I peeked out. No, she was sound asleep. But it was way too close. I would have to resort to jerking off again.

*

There was a rhythmic tremble. Like the whole bed was slightly rocking back and forth. I hadn’t been sleeping too well, but now it was damn near impossible. Was there an earthquake or something? I felt around with my hand, and bumped into something warm and slightly hairy. Something warm and hairy that was slightly rocking back and forth. I found the source.

I rolled onto my side and opened my eyes. And there he was. Toby. I had been his guest for the night. Though guessing by the light it wasn’t morning yet. And now he laid beside me, looking directly at me, as he was jerking his big cock. And he wasn’t just looking at me. He was staring. I realized then I had kicked off my blanket. He was getting the full view. My thighs, my taut stomach. Though my t-shirt had rolled up a bit my tits were still outta view.

I slowly pulled my knee across my other leg, slightly giving my body an arch, moving my hand up to the side of my hip. It was too deliberate for him not to notice that I was awake. Toby shot his eyes up to meet mine, but I smiled encouragingly back at him, letting him know he was more than welcome to enjoy himself.

“Like what you see?” I said, sleep rasping my voice. Toby nodded.

He saw that I wasn’t going to yell at him, and continued to stroke his monster. With less vigor though.

“Y-you’re very pretty,” Toby said, daring to fill the void.

“So I’ve been told,” I said, resting my head back on my elbow, looking up at him. I trailed my eyes from his, down his body and to where he was slowly stroking his cock.

“Need any help with that?” I asked. I had done it yesterday, and I was pretty okay with him jerking it to me anyway… So what was the harm in helping a little?

Toby’s eyes got wide, and he nodded. But instead of just slipping my hand over and getting him off in a few seconds, I rolled out of bed. Toby looked at me with curiosity. I moved my way around to his side, while I pointed to the edge.

“Scoot out here,” I commanded.

Toby was ever the obedient little boy. Though ‘little’ was perhaps not the right word… and not boy either. The damage he could do with that thing… Jesus, what am I thinking? Toby sat with his feet on the floor, leaning back on his elbow on the mattress, dick standing out in the air. It could’ve been comical, but there was nothing funny about that fat hog.

But Toby being obedient, I decided to be so too. I got into his favorite position. On my knees, under his giant cock. It stood over me, its shadow looming from my neck and way into my hairline. I almost became cross eyed looking at it. It was so close. I could feel the heat. If I shifted my knees a bit, I would bump into it. I raised my palm to my hand, crudely spat in it and immediately wrapped my small fingers around his shaft, still not able to reach all the way around it. He grunted immediately. Slowly I stroked his cock up and then down, and as I did, the inevitable happened. His shaft tapped my face.

Fuck it.

I pulled Toby’s dick down and cradled it into my neck, almost as if to cuddle it. Toby grunted again, feeling his skin rub against mine. A small moan escaped my mouth in return. It was so naughty. But my positioning didn’t really let me jerk anything off properly. So I scooted back, so I could wrap both my hands on him and two-hand him. I shifted my eyes and immediately my vision was filled with his cock head. It was right there. Raging and violet. Slightly expanding everytime my hands came up. Swelling ominously.

My mouth hung open as my breath was getting heavier. I felt Toby shift closer on the bed. Did he try to angle his cock nearer? Maybe he wanted some small accident to happen ending in me falling onto his dick mouth first? Maybe he wanted me to slip my mouth down his erection? Instead, without any warning white sperm shot out from the slit of his cock splashing against my forehead. As if it had indeed become a given that Toby finishes on my face whenever. It shot into my hair and into my eyelids, sealing them shut, and onto my forehead and so on. Drenching my face. The smell of his sperm filled my nostrils. I felt kinda dizzy from the strong smell. It was almost intoxicating. I couldn’t help but let out an exasperated gasp in shock of how much he came, but as I did Toby splurged right into my mouth. He sent three full, fat ropes into the roof of my mouth before I managed to close my mouth. The rest hit my lips and my chin, and was soon dripping onto the carpeted floor.

While he jerked himself on my face to completion, I gulped down his thick load. It was more or less without thinking, but I couldn’t very well open my mouth and spit it out, now could I? That only meant more cum. To be honest, it didn’t really taste all that bad. Salty, yes, but with a fruity taste too. Was that why he had me shop so much pineapple? I know Toby ate a ton of it. Come to think of it, it probably tasted better than Josh’s cum too.

I partly opened an eye and saw some cum still trickled from Toby’s semi hard cock. Without thinking, I moved my lips down over the tip of his head, gave a swirl of my tongue and scooped up the rest, before dropping it. I even opened my mouth to Toby and said, “All gone!”

“Th-thank you. That was great!” Toby panted, making me flutter.

“Happy to help,” I said, giving him a cum filled smile.

I then hurried off to the bathroom to wash up.

*

“Josh?” Toby asked.

Me and Toby were driving down to the local boxing gym. He had taken some interest in getting fit, and as we all know, the fittest athletes are boxers. Or best conditioned. That was at least my perception. I did a bunch of other stuff too, but boxing had the easiest mechanics for a guy of… Toby’s stature. Sure, he had started swimming, but when in a conversation about some amateur fights I had done before I began college, he asked if the gym had fitness boxing. “Of course they fucking did,” I had said, laughing. “They only have a couple of active fighters.”

But back to the conversation at hand.

“What up, buddy?” I asked, giving him a glance to let him know I was paying attention.

“Have you ever been… unfit?” Toby asked shyly.

“What?” I asked. I knew what he meant, but I needed to buy me time to broach the subject.

“Girls always look at you. Amanda even said other girls think of you when… you know, they’re with… their guys,” Toby asked.

“Amanda been gossiping now? When was this?” I couldn’t help but chuckle.

“After the first party. You and Kimberly went to bed,” Toby muttered.

“Well. To answer your question. No. I have always been active. I live an active lifestyle, and I eat good. You know, Kim’s enchiladas, eh? But yeah. I workout like a motherfucker and live active. You know this, I told you about when I tried for the olympics? Fucking corona virus, man,” I explained.

“So how?” Toby asked.

“You wanna get ripped and have huge veiny arms?” I joked. But Toby nodded.

Was this some ploy to get fit for Kim? I knew he had a thing for her. And that they had been fooling around with some handjobs and facials and hot stuff like that. Kim told me all of it. It was strange, but it excited me to see her act like she did. As long as it was what it was.

“Do Kimberly workout? Except swimming?”

“Hey now, you can’t get an ass like that without some effort,” I said, playfully slapping Toby's shoulder. “She does her lunges and squats. So back to you, buddy. Well, swimming and boxing a few times a week will certainly help you out. And then, cut down on the cheetos, eh? And the main key is to stay consistent,” I explained. “Here we are. Be careful, Freya hates noobs.”

*

A week or so passed without any more moments. It wasn’t until a normal late evening that something else happened. We were both in bed, about to sleep. I was reading “Truth and Method”. Kim was texting or dicking around on her phone, like she always did. At first I didn’t think much of it.

It was several hours later that I woke up and noticed that there was no Kim beside me. I chalked it up to her getting some water, however. I rolled over and fell to sleep again. Some time after, I was woken up by steps quickly approaching our bedroom. The door slammed open and in came Kim.

“Good you’re awake!” Kim said in an exasperated whisper.

“What’s umph–”

My question was muffled as Kim threw herself at me. I reached to kiss her, but she was hesitant, instead focused on unsheathing me from my boxers and resheathing me inside of her with a loud groan.

“Fff-fuck yeah!” Kim moaned, arching up above me.

She started slamming down as I started to meet her with upward thrusts. I wrapped my hands around her back and pressed her against me. Kim nuzzled her lips into my neck, avoiding my kiss. What was this? She’d never done that before?

“Kiss me,” I moaned, leaning up. Kim essentially was in my lap now, grinding against my cock like no tomorrow.

“No… I can’t… yet…” Kim said in between moans.

With a small grunt, I reaffirmed my grip around her and stood up, still docked inside my wife. I carried her up to the wall next to the bed and leaned her against it, slamming her down on me on the way. Kim squealed out and furrowed her brow, being taken like this. She loved when I showed off my power like this.

But with her back against the wall, there was no escape. I shot my lips onto hers. There was a slight crust to her mouth, and I swore her breath tasted… different. I knew what it was. I knew then where she had been. Kim hesitated a bit, before shoving her tongue inside me with vigor.

“You were out being a helpful housewife tonight? Tucking in our tenant?” I pressed pulling back a bit, feeling her juices spill more and more out across my thighs.

“You, ugh, could say that, ngh,” Kim moaned. “Tugging more like, ugh…”

I threw her back on the bed, mounted her from behind and rammed inside of her. Kim started to convulse and clamp around my cock, and soon she squealed out as I made her cum. She moaned out so beautifully, singing the tunes I loved to hear from her. And seeing my horny wife like this, sent me right over the edge with her.

“That was good,” I panted after a while. I looked over at Kim, but she was sound asleep.

The next night was much the same in essence. Only while I had my book in my hands, I didn’t really read. And I could tell Kim was slightly distracted as well. I glanced over at her. To me it looked like she was texting or something. Writing for sure. Then I saw some circular movement from Kim, around the crotch area.

I raised an eyebrow and decided to push it, “Wanna share with the class?”

It wasn’t often Kim masturbated on her own, so I was intrigued. Kim looked over at me, not really stopping looking at her phone, nor masturbating. She didn’t even seem startled.

“I’m just texting a bit with Toby,” Kim said, writing something real quick.

“Yeah? For real? Texting? … or like sexting?” I asked. Kim nodded.

“Yeah,” Kim said, dismissively. As if she was just playing another mobile game. Maybe she was, in some way.

“Was that what happened last night?” I asked.

Kim nodded. But said nothing.

“Little good night texting? Did you go down to him last night? To help him out?” I asked.

“Hell yeah,” Kim answered, biting her lip lightly, closing her eyes as if to remember back to last night.

Then her phone pinged again and her attention was shifted. A few moments lingered in silence.

“Could you go down on me? While I text? It’s much more convenient. It’ll let me type with both hands. And zoom around,” Kim said, still not breaking eye contact with her phone.

I looked at her a bit shocked. Was she really gonna play it like that? Then she looked up from her phone with a smirk. “You better believe it,” she said coyly.

“Oh you dirty girl,” I chuckled. “Was that where you were last night? Down at Toby’s?” I asked again.

“He asked if I could come down and help him out like before. I told him no at first, that I was going to sleep and I couldn’t help him every time.”

“But you went down there anyway?”

“I guess…” Kim muttered. “You gonna eat me out or what?”

“How did you do it?”

“For fucks… I sat on top of his knees and fucking jerked his big dick. You want details or something?” Kim said, her eyes bulging with impatience, her hand trailing down my stomach and into my boxers.

“When I came down to his room, I snuck in. He was already ready for me, slow tugging as I came in. I guess he stopped when he saw that I was there. Probably expected me to do the rest for him. And I guess I did. He sprayed my face like he usually does.”

“Did you taste it?” I asked, not letting her off the hook just yet.

“... Yes. I licked my lips after and I tasted it… It wasn’t too bad, actually.”

I groaned out, but held off from cumming just yet.

“What did he write? Just now?” I asked, pushing it further.

“God. Just… if I could come down again. He needed help, he said. Then he sent a picture,” Kim said.

“What you say?” I asked, gasping slightly at contact. I could only guess what the picture was.

“I haven’t answered yet,” Kim said, rolling her fingers up and down my erection, trying to horn me up to get to business.

“Do it. Go down again!” I said. I don’t know why, but Kim jerking off Toby turned me on so much. Even if, or maybe because, they weren’t going to do anything else.

“No! Not like that. Can you fucking eat me out already? I need to cum, god damn it!”

“Have Toby do it!” I blurted out without thinking. So much for ‘weren’t going to do anything else’. But I hope she called my bluff.

Kim looked at me to see if I was kidding. I could quickly redact, but I didn’t. For some reason, I didn’t. Kim scanned my face with a raised eyebrow.

“I’ll go help him get off. After I’ll come back and rock your world. But no way will I let that dude slide his tongue anywhere near my pussy! That is your job, mister,” Kim said, chuckling at the mere prospect.

Kim rolled out of bed, picked up one of my shirts, rolled it on and found some slippers.

“Josh?” she asked, standing in the doorway.

“Yeah?”

“How much can I help him?” Kim asked.

I understood that she was asking how far she could take this. On one hand, I wanted her to do whatever she wanted. But I also didn’t like the thought of Kim straight up banging Toby. No doubt it had been all fun and games so far, but that would be a bridge too far.

“Whatever you’ve been doing so far is probably good. But if you feel any different, just say so. You know how it is,” I said.

Kim gave me a playful wink and just like that she walked out into the hallway. I looked over at her side of the bed. She forgot her panties! Or was that on purpose? Maybe she wanted me to find them. For me to know she went down to jerk Toby off completely pantiless. She’d probably slipped them off when she wanted me to go down on her.

Something else she had left, and that was definitely on purpose, was her phone. I picked it up and was immediately greeted by a picture of what must’ve been Toby’s flaccid cock hanging between his thick thighs. It looked massive. I swiped it away and started to scroll through the messages from tonight.

10:47 Toby: “Can you help me out again?”

10:48 Kim: “I can’t keep doing it… I’m married. I’m about to sleep, good night.”

10:48 Toby: “You said you would. I sleep so good when you help me”

10:49 Kim: “I’m still married. And I’m your landlord.”

10:51 Toby: “I can return the favor.”

“The little shit is getting bolder,” I thought. There was a pause in the messages here, before she continued.

11:09 Kim: “No, that cant happen. That’s too far.”

11:09 Toby: “Waht took you so long?”

11:10 Kim: “Nothing…”

Then Toby had sent the picture. Did Toby sense how intriguing Kim was about how big he was?

11:10 Toby: “Let me help”

11:12 Kim: “No, we cant.”

11:12: Kim: “Ill help u, but dont even try anything of that other stuff”

That was the last message. I then looked at the clock. Kim had been down there for at least ten minutes now. But there were still the texts from before. Fuck it. I had to know. Curiosity is a bitch.

*

-Flashback to the night before-

Kim was turning and tossing. Not literally, but mentally. It had been a while since Toby had sought her out, and for some stupid reason she wondered why. Didn’t young boys jerk off? Didn’t he need any more help? Maybe he had found some other attraction to distract him. It was likely, flings come and go. But Kim was curious. She liked  the effect she had on Toby.

“I’ll just shoot him a text,” Kim thought in the end, relenting to her curiosity. If nothing else, a welfare check was a landlord’s duty. Even if the Tenant’s cock was juicy.

“You sleeping alright down there?” Kim wrote.

A few minutes rolled by as Kim dicked around on her phone. She gave Josh the side eye as he was reading through his book.

“Down there?” Toby wrote back after a few minutes. “Should you be texting me?”

“Why not?” Kim replied.

“Because what we did? Isn’t Josh there?” Toby asked.

“You want to jerk me off, is that it?” Toby followed shortly after, before another text, “Is Josh sleeping?”

Kim’s heart skipped a beat. The implication… Where did Toby get the balls to even write something like that? Was he jerking it now? While texting her?

“I know you want to,” Toby wrote, after no reply from Kim.

“Are you jerking off? Now?” she finally asked.

“Yes,” Toby replied immediately. Kim groaned.

She could feel herself get warmer knowing their slightly younger tenant was jerking it while talking to her. Surely he was thinking about her too. Fantasizing about all the dirty things he wanted to do to Kim.

“Send me a picture of you.”

It wasn’t a request. It was a demand. Kim couldn’t believe how hot it made her. She bit her lip and sent him a selfie, captioning it “no makeup, sorry”. Why did she say sorry?

“We could do it together. Like that one time”

Minutes rolled by.

“You didn’t answer. Is Josh asleep?” Toby asked.

Without missing a beat, I quickly replied, “I’ll be down in a minute.”

*

I jumped out of bed. I decided I wanted to catch some of the action, and not just hear about it after. I hurried down the stairs and down the hallway. Maybe Kim expected something like this. Normally, she was pretty adamant about closing doors. But Toby’s was slightly ajar. I slowed down as I approached the opening.

And there they were. Halfway highlighted by the protruding moonlight, I saw Kim’s naked back. Underneath her was Toby. I couldn’t see her hands as they disappeared in front of her while Toby’s big hands were wrapped around her waist. More or less guiding her. Up and down. Were they… Was Kim riding Toby?

I got instantly hard. Seeing her sensually grind back and forth with her naked back lit by the moonlight like that was one of the most arousing sights I‘d seen. The blanket blocked the view of where they connected, though. Still, from the small sounds, I could tell both were enjoying it thoroughly. Kim sensually grinded her hips as she went up and down, pressing her pelvis back and forth. I could faintly hear increasing moans emanate from her. It sounded to me as if… Kim arched her head back and let out a series of guttural moans. Yeah. Kim just came on top of Toby.

One hand darted into her hair as she continued to grind into Toby, extending her orgasm further, the other hand still focused somewhere in front of her. I could tell Toby was cumming as well, from the way he bucked and met her thrusts and as his whole body was trembling. His hand crept slowly up her sides, finally cupping her breasts as he came too. Was this what had happened last night? Did she interpret me saying ‘what she’d done before’ as an okay to fuck Toby more?

“Oh GOD!” Kim groaned out before collapsing forward and onto Toby, more or less disappearing out of view.

Though, heh, the view didn’t get bad. I could still see her thong clad ass as she laid atop Toby. Wait a minute? Thong? She hated those things. Why did she wear one now? Did she wear them for Toby? Maybe easier access? I died to fuck her now. Maybe I’d just walk in there and fuck her like that? Though, something made me hold back.

I heard them whisper a few things to each other, then a singular light wet sound. Kim then rolled off and that was my cue to run back upstairs.

“What happened?” I asked just as she entered our bedroom. Watching Kim doing something like that was some of the most exciting things I’d witnessed. My hot wife acting like a total slut for someone we barely really knew

At the same time I wasn’t too sure if I was cool with them going the extra mile. That was a bit too far. But on the other hand, Kim also seemed so excited. And crazed. The sex lately has been amazing.

“Same as last night,” Kim replied, smiling coyly at me, jumping in bed.

“And what was that?” I asked, sitting up on my elbows.

“Oh, I just helped him out,” Kim whispered, pushing me back as she climbed on top.

“You really wanna hear it, you sick fuck?” Kim moaned into my ear.

“Hey, we’re both sick then? Don’t try to fool me,” I replied, smacking her ass. I knew how she always wanted to show me off to her friends. I also knew how much she enjoyed this naughty play.

“Well, fuck it then. I jumped on his lap,” Kim began, lining me up to her entrance.

“Then I sat down on him,” Kim said, sinking down on my length with a soft moan.

“Then I wrapped my hand around his girth.”

“Wait, you didn’t? You didn’t ride his dick?” I asked, pulsing up to meet her thrust.

“Nope. I thought you’d think something like that, you perv, so I let the covers around my waist. I’m not stupid, stupid. He’d split me in half, no way would he fit inside of me. But I did grind my pussy right into the underside of his huge dick, through my thong.”

“Thong?” I asked. “I saw.”

“Yeah, I wore it because I know he loves this flawless ass I keep in shape for you. So I held his dick in place and rode him like that.”

“Isn’t that a bit far?” I asked.

“Really? You think so?” Kim asked. She looked a bit disappointed at me thinking this was a bit much.

“I guess it’s maybe… much the same?” I suggested. “I mean, it sounds pretty hot.”

Kim lit up at that.

“I have to admit I loved it. Sorry Josh but, fuck I came so good from it. His big juicy cock sliding up and down me like that. So close. And how he was bold enough to even maul my tits with his big hands. Not as big as yours, but still, he took my perky tits into his hands and he loved them. He wanted to suck on them, but I held him back because I was about to cum.”

Kim slowly started to unveil her tale, and as it got more intense she rode me harder and harder. She fucked me into the mattress like a wildcat. She’d rarely been as horny as whenever she had her encounters with Toby. The big-dick intrigue and his small crush seemed to satiate her curiosity to new highs. We didn’t say much after that. I grabbed her and flipped us over and pounded her hard until we both came loudly.

“And after?” I asked, rolling off of Kim, as we both lied panting and shone with sweat.

“I leaned down and gave his forehead a little peck and thanked him.”

“That is so hot, Kim,” I whispered.

“So you’re fine with it?” Kim asked with a small worry.

“Hell yeah. It’s hot stuff. As long as we keep it like this, you know, at handjobs. Anything else would be a bit much. And as long as you come back to my bed, wife.”

*

It seemed to have become a nightly occurrence that Kim was helping out Toby. Not exactly what I meant when I said I was fine with it. Every night the rest of the week did Kim go down and help out Toby by jerking him off in various ways. Then she’d come back to our bed like she promised and we would fuck like rabbits, while she told me about it. She even started to include details about how big Toby was. It was perhaps not to humiliate me, rather in sheer admiration, but it did sort of fill me with pangs of jealousy. But Kim’s newfound love for nightly wild fucking was undeniable.

Then one day Kim and I were watching the Bad Batch with Keanu Reeves, Jason Momoa and some others. Our TV room was behind the kitchen on the first floor. It was about 300-350 square feet, so it could hold a decent amount of people. We also had a huge TV. Of course, we had the TV in the lounge area, but if we were just gonna catch a movie, we usually did it in the TV-room.

I sat in a recliner, Kim laid on L of our cheap chaiselong with a blanket over her lap. It wasn’t cold or anything, it was May after all, but she just liked it. The movie had just begun when we both turned and saw Toby awkwardly stand in the doorway.

“Hey there, buddy. What’s up?” I asked, turning my chair to face him.

“I… I…” Toby stammered. “I w–wondered if–”

“Sure thing! Take a seat!” I said, waving him over.

Of course he could watch a movie with us. Toby hesitated for a moment, then moved over to the chaiselong, sitting in between of us on the couch portion. The three of us turned back to the movie. It was a pretty interesting first part. There was no dialogue and the main character was a pretty… interesting young woman. It was also really weird seeing Keanu Reeves play such a role. And with a thick mustache like that. And Jesus, Jason Momoa was really playing a brutal role.

I glanced over at Kim. I knew she could be quite squeamish at such scenes. To my surprise, I saw that Toby had scooted closer to Kim and now the blanket was draping the both of them. Both looked ahead at the movie, but while Toby sat between us, I could see Kim’s hand had disappeared at some point under the blanket towards Toby’s crotch creating a bulge. And that bulge was slowly moving up and down.

“Really? Right here?” I thought, also wondering how long they had been at it. Probably not too long.

I hadn’t been sure how much Toby knew or if Kim had told him, but I guess I knew now. I couldn’t believe that Kim was jerking Toby off right beside me! Which made me think… Was that what he was asking before when he came in? Had he come in here looking for Kim?

“What a nice big dick you got here, Toby,” Kim moaned, jerking him. Was that for me, or for him?

Toby leaned his head back and closed his eyes, moaning his enjoyment into the room.

“You like getting help, don’t you? Getting jerked off by some slutty wife?” Kim asked. Did they always talk like this, or was it to tease me?

“Y-yes,” Toby replied, completely mesmerized by Kim.

Kim saw the signal and quickly threw the blanket aside and got down on her knees. She now two-handed Toby’s huge cock, stroking him ferociously. Her wedding ring even glistened with his slick precum, along with her hands. This was the first time I truly had seen her in action.

“Yeah? You gonna cum for momma? Gonna let me pump that big load all over my face?” Kim asked.

“Ohhh. You’re going to make me cum! Fuck!” Toby groaned.

It was so erotic watching my wife’s small hand wrapped around such a fat hog, flesh bulging over her fingers, jerking it up and down, pointing it straight to her face. I knew Toby always came on her face, except that one time when she ‘rode’ him when he came on her stomach and her thighs. I knew in a matter of seconds I would go from seeing my wifes face under Toby like this, to then see her face completely covered in Toby’s thick white goo. I fucked her plenty of times like that, but to see it in action was something else.

With a massive pulse a big fat rope shot out from Toby’s face, hitting Kim square in the forehead, splashing all over. The nest across her nose and another into her hair. Kim pumped 6 more large loads on Kim’s face. My loving wife was getting completely covered as she moaned in ecstasy, seeming to love the warm, wet load plastered her from chin to her dark hair

I got up from my recliner, grabbed Kim and tossed her over my shoulder and carried her out into the pool area. It was much closer than our bedroom, so I just fucked her over a bamboo sofa while telling her a nasty slut she was.

“Jesus, what’s gotten into you?” Kim asked after, shocked in all the good ways about how I acted.

“I could say the same.”

*

Maybe Toby sensed that it was time to calm things down. For the next week or so, nothing more happened between him and Kim.

My master’s was due and I had to defend it Friday. This meant that Kim took over the business, in addition to having to do some broadcasting for an upcoming CSGO tournament of some sort. She even managed to muscle some of our merchandise into the production, and have Entrendy named as one of the sponsors. Even though we only provided a splendid wardrobe.

Come Friday, we were both beat. I had my defense, and hey. I got a B. Nothing to complain about, considering I didn’t really care that much about my degree. A B in Information Science could go a long way. It was more like a thing to fall back on, if the business should go to shit. Which it didn’t really seem it would anytime soon. So my master went great, but we decided to postpone the celebration party to some other weekend.

Saturday, Kim and I went for a long fucking run. We had too much pent up energy, so it was much needed. Kim of course looked splendid in her lycra leggings and pink top, shining with sweat. We then split paths, as I had sparring, football and later BJJ, and Kim had to help plan a local lan party for the kids and teens in a few months.

So instead of a huge party, we spent our afternoon just swimming, having a vague idea of throwing some sausages and marinated chicken on the grill later.

I was chilling, working on my tan, when a looming shadow hovered above me. I opened my eyes. It was Toby who was about to dive into the pool. He had gotten pretty good at swimming by now. Not so much speed, but he did a decent amount of laps. Then he dove out with a loud clash and a giant wave. Then my eyes refocused, as my flawless wife game gallivanting over with a bucket of ice and root beer for all.

Kim was clad in her red bikini. It wasn’t scandalous or anything, it was just that that wife of mine really made anything look so good. Strutting over towards us, I looked as her hips swayed and the strings of her bottom strung to her wet hips. Mesmerizing.

“Here, boys,” Kim said, placing the bucket in between her chair and mine. “Toby, there’s drinks if you need any.”

Toby nodded, starting to slowly swim towards the other far end, where the latter was.

“You think you could swim more laps than Toby?” Kim asked, smiling deviously.

Kim loved showing me off, so this wasn’t unusual. The unusual part was that the other person this time was a guy who she regularly beat off.

“Pff, no problem. You know how I work out,” I said, laughing.

Truth be told. I was beat. I spent the day working out with cardio in the morning, weight lifting, boxing and BJJ all day. But of course, silly me. I was ever the confident guy.

“Wanna bet on it?” Kim asked.

I was about to reply but before I could make my excuses, Kim turned to Toby who was making his way towards us.

“Toby, you wanna bet who can do the most laps? You or Josh?”

Toby hesitated.

“A bet?” Toby asked, bending down to take a can. He cracked it open and took a sip, stalling his reply. “Sure.”

I looked at Kim. What was she doing? She knew I was beat. I was pretty confident I was a better swimmer, but I had worked out all morning.

“What you wanna bet? A lapdance? How about a nice handy in the pool?” Kim asked, as if Toby already had won.

Ah. That’s what this was about? Kim hadn’t played with her favorite toy in almost a week. No way would I let her have her fun. I’d beat Toby no problem.

“Pff, leave the kid alone,” I said with a chuckle, shaking my head.

“How about another sleepover?” Toby asked.

“What’s up, Josh? We chicken or what?” Kim said, jumping to her feet and dragging me up.

“Fine. Fine. Whatever. So most laps? That’s it?” I asked.

Kim nodded. Toby too.

“Alright. Let’s do it. Kim, keep count.”

Boy did I underestimate myself. I started pretty explosively, thinking this would be over quickly. Within ten minutes I’d done eight laps. But within the hour I was only at almost sixty laps. I had no idea how many laps Toby had, but he never exerted his energy. Slowly I started to realize he could keep going until I tapped out, then just continue until he beat me. “Smart little shit, eh?” I thought, as I continued.

I had great stamina, and had I known he’d be so strategic, I wouldn’t have wasted so much early. The next half hour I started to really struggle. I barely managed another twenty laps. Then in the end, I had to tap out. I climbed out. I just hoped I had gotten enough of a head start early.

Toby, however, had not slowed down. He didn’t speed up either. While I had no idea how many he had, it seemed like he had counted each of mine. So when he reached 97 laps, he swam to the ladder and climbed up. He didn’t even care about doing 3 more for the 100th. He’d gotten his price. I guess it would be sorta humiliating to lose to such an unathletic guy, but to me it was a big meh.

So when we were heading to bed that night Kim looked at me.

“See you tomorrow then?” she said, giving me an apologetic smile.

“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” I joked. While I didn’t like losing a bet, I also knew this would lead to some mind boggling hanky panky later.

*

A mere few feet away from me was the naked beauty Kimberly. Unfortunately, there was a door and a shower wall between us. She was so obedient in that matter. Seconds after waving off her husband she dropped to her knees and stroked my fat hog. She was taking a shower before bed, after she had just jerked my cum onto her face. I didn’t blame her. While she looked like a dirty slut with all that cum, I much preferred her pretty.

Maybe I could’ve sneaked into the bathroom and seen her nakedness, but I knew if caught I’d taken several steps back. I knew this was a slow progress. By not going in there, I showed her restraint and composure. Girls liked that sort of thing.

Meanwhile, I feasted on various pictures I had stored of her face on my computer. When I helped Kimberly with her ‘computer problem’ before, I installed a small little software that allowed her PC to communicate with mine. I didn’t really get much from it, as she mostly gamed on her computer, but over the months I had gathered a decent chunk of images from her webcam of her face in various stages. Some were just Kimberly’s neutral expression, which was divine in itself, but sometimes she made these expressions that… made me wonder if these were the faces she’d make when she’d orgasm around my cock.

Furrowing the brow. Looking a bit exasperated. Smiling tiredly after. I had so many variations, I think I had a pretty good image in my brain of what she’d look like. I yearned for the day when I’d have the truth of it. One day. I swear. I’d find a way to make Kimberly mine. I had to make some sort of plan where she saw me as the ideal mate. Find a way to build me up, while also demeaning Josh.

Then I heard the shower turn off. I quickly clicked away all the images and shut my computer all the way off. No rest mode. If Kimberly knew, I bet she’d get me kicked out. While I thoroughly beat Josh in swimming the most laps, I knew that he could pulverize me without even breaking a sweat. Partly why I wanted to box and learn some other martial arts.

But I knew my strength laid elsewhere. I am smarter than Josh. Probably Kimberly too. And with time, I know I could steal Kimberly to become my girlfriend instead. I just had to show her that I deserved her. That she deserved me. That I was her rightful mate.

A few moments later, Kimberly came out of the bathroom with her hair wrapped in a towel, wearing a gray concert t-shirt and a black thong. I knew she wore thongs for me, as she never really wore them at other times. But she looked like such a sexy feisty little thing, I just wanted to dive my head into those flawless cheeks and make her squeal my name as I made her cum and cum and cum and cu–

“Scoot over,” Kimberly said, interrupting my thoughts. “I prefer the right side.”

“Which right, mine or yours?” I said, deciding to tease her.

Kimberly raised an eyebrow, before waving her small hand for me to move over. And I obliged. I knew what she meant. Just having a bit of fun.

“You spent?” she asked, jumping in bed, throwing the blanket over herself.

Rolling over to look at her, our eyes met as we lay on our sides.

“You want more?” I said, surprising myself with my own brazenness.

“Not really,” Kimberly chuckled.

Turning over with her back facing me now, Kimberly moved to shut the light off, and that’s when I took the opportunity to slide my hand under her blanket and feel her ass, fueled by my newfound bravery. Kimberly stopped in her tracks, but after a moment she reached out and flicked the light, retreated her hand, and settled into sort of lying in a sideways prone position as I felt her up.

She was accepting me feeling her ass up. I give her a squeeze too. Like for affirmation. Oh yeah. So magnificent. Another squeeze. Subdued by my desires, I steadily scooted myself down the bed wanting to kiss Kimberly’s ass, but I didn’t dare to. My bravery only lasted so far. But then it was like she pushed her ass towards me. Was she yearning for my lips after all? Or was it my hands? I decided on the former.

I grabbed onto Kimberly’s ass with both hands, spread it and dove my face into her sacred valley. My tongue slid into the fabric, but with an impatient thumb I slipped it aside.

“Wait, Toby!” Kimberly exclaimed.

I shoved my tongue into her slit, ignoring her protests. Her complaining became pleasurable moans. She was already slightly moist, probably from my hands caressing her. “That’s right you love my hands on you, don’t you Kimberly,” I thought, continuing to caress her body as I tongued into her labia.

I shoved into her, sliding my fat tongue into her folds and to her entrance. I wasn’t in the mood for waiting, I wanted to taste her most wonderful parts immediately now that I was here. The moans became louder and I felt her squirm in my grip. But I locked my grip and held her firm, as I traveled into her, licking and circling my way. I drove my tongue up and down and in firm circles, dancing around in her sweetness. Tasting this hot wife as she got wetter. Wetter for me.

I heard thumps of Kimberly slamming one of her fists into the mattress as she let out a jagged shriek. A muffled orgasm. But I wanted to hear it. Not muffled, but full blast. I redoubled my efforts, and drove harder into her with more speed and volition. Kimberly gasped and whimpered as she came even harder. I wish I could see her.

I gave her mercy then, slowing down to a halt. Kimberly laid under me on her stomach panting. In shock at how good it had been. The pent up teasing finally had a release. As she rested, I grabbed hips and turned her around on her back. Gently, but firmly. Showing her who was the dominant one. Though, it was an act, it did the effect. Now she laid on her back, legs slightly spread, her chest heaving and shining in her own sweat. Ready.

I grabbed my already hard cock with one hand and started to slowly jerk it. I placed my other hand and hooked her right knee, holding it aside as I moved up in between her now spread legs. Kimberly hadn’t yet realized just how lucky she was about to get. Once in position, I took her legs and moved them up my torso so I could slide her black thong up her flawless legs.

Dropping her legs over to my sides, I tossed her thong over to the side of the bed. Then taking a hold of my cock, I positioned it towards her entrance. This was it. Kimberly was finally mine.

“Toby! No!” Kimberly protested, placing her hand against my stomach, pushing me away.

I froze. My bravery was only so sufficient. I looked at her for what to do.

“But I need release. I need to feel myself inside of you…” I whined in desperation.

“No, Toby! You’re being a bad boy!” she sternly reiterated, pushing her hand against me even harder.

As much as I wanted to shove my cock deep inside of her sweet pussy and make her mine, I forced myself to back away not wanting to possibly lose this little arrangement I had with Kimberly.

“Can I at least… jerk off while I watch you?” I asked, sounding a bit more defeated than I meant to.

Kimberly met my eyes. Then she flicked down to my cock. I knew she was fascinated by it. As if to entice her, I slowly dragged my foreskin back and forth, showing how raging hard I was for her. Already precum leaking, shining up my full length.

“Alright. But nothing more,” she relented, removing her soft hand from my stomach, allowing me to move closer to her once again.

I couldn’t help but close my eyes and groan. When I opened them again, I saw that her eyes were fixed on my cock. Not wanting to let the moment escape me, I took hold of it and aimed it up her body and straight towards her face, hovering over her navel. Showing her how far I'd been if I’d stuff her full. I knew by the way Kimberly looked at it that she wanted it. She just didn’t know it yet. Or maybe she did, but didn’t want to come to grips with it. Being married to her childhood boyfriend and all. But all that was something I had zero regard for. I knew she belonged with me.

*

It had been so close. I couldn’t cheat on Josh. It had already gone too far with Toby licking my pussy. Toby wanted to fuck me, that much was clear, but that would never happen. That would be way off. We had come really close last time I had visited him, but now my pussy was completely exposed, completely unprotected. A slip or a moment's hesitation from me, and Toby would have made me into a cheating slut.

Instead, I was treated to Toby sitting between my thighs, jerking himself while staring intently at my body. It made me flutter with butterflies knowing this boy was pleasing himself to such an extent just by looking at me. It was like stoking a fire within me, hearing Toby grunt in pleasure as he stroked his big, slippery hog. Looking at  that delicious foreskin roll back and forth. His cockhead was so raging it reminded me of a fist sized apple.

Toby stroked his magnificent beast, and I laid there watching. Seeing his skin roll back and forth. Every time it rolled forwards, Toby squeezed out hard protruding a giant drop of precum that dripped down onto my belly. It was so nasty, but I couldn’t take my eyes away. It was so fascinating watching how he did it. How he dragged back with a loose grip but reaffirmed on the upstroke. Almost as if the point of it was to squeeze out as much fluids as possible, squeezing it onto me.

Toby then sat back onto his heels. Probably the effort became too much. He was going slow, but surely he was cumming soon. He didn’t exactly have stamina before. Though, my help probably helped him a little bit in that respect. Jesus, the thought that me helping him out every night gave him more stamina was such a thrill.

The other thing, which was almost as exciting as the show itself, was how close his cock head became to my very wet pussy. It was practically pointing right at it, throbbing in anticipation. But that was too far. That would be cheating. Josh would probably not like if I let our tenant fuck me. Handjobs were the limit, that much was clear. Even if I had sorta thrown that aside when Toby ate me out, but that wasn’t really my fault.

Though, laying here watching him, a girl had to wonder what kind of damage such a large cock could do. It would probably stretch me in the wildest fashion. If it would even fit. I was what you call petite. But my curiosity was flaming still. What did such a large cock feel like?

Almost as if on cue, Toby pointed his cock straight at my throbbing pussy. He seemed almost lost. I was pretty foggy too. I was soaking just from watching that magnificent thing get jerked.

“Don’t even think about it, Toby,” I said. Using his name made him snap his eyes up towards me.

“No no. I’m just… Can I rub? Like you did that one time?” Toby asked, his eyes big as saucers.

I probably should’ve said no. But…

“Okay. But just rub. Stay outside. I can’t cheat… I mean I don’t want to,” I said, my gaze flickering between his throbbing member, his eyes and my waiting opening.

Toby ominously pointed his tip down at my entrance. Almost as if Toby were going to ignore my parameters. He then pushed down. My head jerked back as I felt the contact of his large heard press against my opening. It felt like he was going to split me open. Did I almost orgasm, just from having his cock touch me?

With his dick lodged, Toby then sat back up from his heels. This angled his cock down against me instead, and if he were to use his weight, he’d sheath his big dick inside no problem. Toby started rubbing his cock up and down my slit, effectively smearing out both of our juices. Occasionally lodging it down against my opening, daring a small press here and there. He then moved his big head up towards my clit, which worked me like electricity.

“Ugh fuck… careful. I’m sensitive,” I whispered, but not really stopping him.

He started rubbing his dick up and down with bigger movements now. Dipping into the top of my slit. Pressing so slightly. I shot my head back as sparks rippled through my body. I couldn’t believe how turned on I was from all this. This couldn’t continue.

“Stop, Toby, stop,” I said, sitting up.

Toby knew better than to not heed my request. I knew he was horny. So was I. But I was a loyal wife. It had turned heated quite quickly, and perhaps that was fueling us both. Like keeping the momentum. Toby dragged his hips back, and a thick string of precum and my own fluids hung between his tip and my opening. Holy fuck. He’d have no problem sliding that big thing inside of me at this rate.

“Don’t pout. While all of this is all for Josh, I can still use my hands,” I said, smiling up at Toby. But he didn’t seem distressed. He knew I’d jerk him off. “I’ll get in your favorite position, even. Just move your legs a bit.”

I jumped out of bed and motioned for him to follow. As he stood, I sank to my knees, leaned back against the soft bed and said, “Let's go, big boy.”

Toby took a step closer, almost standing over me. Cock way too close. But I liked it. For some reason, being under him like this was so hot. Being under him, and being his source of pleasure and fantasy.

“Come on, Toby. Think about all the dirty things you’ll do to me, while I sit right here in front of you,” I whispered to him.

Toby one handed his cock, looking at me like a man possessed. But he still didn’t pick up the pace. He just held the middle of his shaft, pointing the thing right at my face. Toby moved his other hand up to the side of my face, moving a finger to hook my hair behind my ear. It was so gentle. Like he was nervous to even touch me. I guess it made sense. While I had jerked him off a lot, we never really touched each other in other ways. Except tonight.

Toby moved his hand down and placed a thumb on my lips, gently tracing from left to right. Probably wishing for a taste of them. I couldn’t help but feel so submissive under him, getting gently caressed like this. His thumb tickled me a bit, but not in an unpleasant way. We both held eye contact, as Toby eventually stopped stroking my lips. He moved his cock down towards my lips, still jerking it eagerly.

I could see his dick move somewhere beneath my vision. It was so close.

“You’re getting pretty clo–?” I tried to say before I was suddenly cut off by something hitting my lips.

Toby had enough and pressed forward. He was so close he immediately bumped his cock against my bottom lip with a small ‘mf’. He no doubt could feel my excited breath. His cock was pressing against the small opening of my mouth. Without thinking, I parted my lips and accepted Toby in between my lips. I think I had wanted to say something, but instead Toby took it as an invitation and started to enter my mouth. Shutting me up by gliding his huge phallus over my tongue and stuffing my mouth.

My mouth was practically watering when I understood what was going on. Instead of protesting I just gave a satisfied humm. I stuck out my tongue against the sensitive underside of his head almost on reflex. I tasted his sweet and salty precum as it started to fill my taste buds.

Toby didn’t waste his opportunity when he saw there was no resistance, and started to roll his cock back and forth, sliding more and more of his length into my mouth. I felt so overwhelmed, powerless to stop him. This had to be way past what Josh would accept right? Me sucking Toby’s cock? In a way, I could argue it was just a small jump. But it wasn’t about the distance of the jump, but which jump it was.

But here I was. On my knees. Toby’s cock sliding into my mouth. I should’ve stopped him, I still could, but being twice orgasmed and teased with this huge thing for so long fogged up my brain to no end. I just sat there and let him do it.

I closed my lips around his girth and started to apply suction. If this were to happen, I’d at least make an effort. While Toby had been sawing his cock back and forth in my mouth, I now started to meet his movements. This caused his head to bounce against the back of my throat, choking me, but I wasn’t undetermined. If Toby wanted his dick sucked, I’d give it to him!

I started to alternate between swirling my tongue and gliding it on the underside of his shaft as I made my way up and down his impressive length. Even as he pressed against my throat I still couldn’t take him all the way. My throat wasn’t ready. But Toby’s groans let me know that he was more than enjoying being inside my willing mouth. It felt me with such perverse joy to feel him throb and buck between my lips.

His cock was filling my mouth to the brim. Every time I moved my lips, bobbed my head, some more precum shot from the tip and landed on my chin. The sensation was incredibly hot and sticky. I couldn’t help but grin as I lapped every drop that spilled off his cock. The feeling of having Toby’s cock in my mouth was beyond arousing. When I felt his hands grabbing onto my hair, I knew we were getting closer to the finish line. Soon enough, I felt his hips start to thrust forward a little harder.

“Oh fuck!” he groaned.

As his hips pushed forward, I began to suck even faster. I wanted to feel his tasty cum in my mouth! I needed it more than anything. And as soon as my tongue hit his glans the right way, I felt him tense up and his cock swell up, ready to spurt into my willing mouth.

When Toby’s cock started to ominously swell and smear even more precum all over my tongue, I sort of semi snapped back to reality. I wanted to taste him, for him to fill my mouth so badly, but I couldn’t do that to Josh. We had already gone too far beyond the boundaries. I had to draw a line in the sand.

I pushed at his hips and he retreated. Not soon enough though. One giant pulse erupted inside my mouth before he with a loud slurp dragged his cock out of my mouth. I didn’t even pay attention as he hosed down my face. My taste buds were hyperstimulated. I should’ve spat it out, but I savored Toby’s warm cum. I couldn’t get over how much better Toby’s sperm tasted. Like it almost tasted from how virile and potent it was. Strong and musky, but also pleasant.

My whole body started to quiver, just from having my mouth filled with one rope of cum. I don’t know if I could call it an orgasm, but my body certainly had a reaction to taking Toby’s cum in my mouth. It almost made me regret making him give me another facial. I rolled it around in my mouth to savor the taste before I swallowed it down. Almost wishing there was more.

Five minutes later I had rinsed off and was laid in bed again, with Toby’s head between my thighs…

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