I hope to do a few more of this, make it a series, especially if you guys enjoy it!
I love my wife. Rachel’s amazing. She’s gorgeous. She’s stunning. In fact, part of me has always felt like she’s way out of my league. We met just after we’d both graduated from university. I had started as a junior engineer and she was working part time as receptionist whilst looking for a job in sales. I’d flirted with her a bit and was surprised when she flirted back. I was even more surprised when she agreed to go out with me. It was a bit of a whirlwind romance, we got on amazingly well, having almost identical hobbies, likes and dislikes. We were married within a year and as I began climbing the ranks at my job, so did she at her new job in marketing and sales.
We were now bringing in heaps of money. We bought a really nice house in a great neighbourhood. It had large kitchen, enormous living room, four bedrooms, two bathrooms, a two-car garage, and a pool in the ridiculously oversized garden. We also each had a nice car to go with the garage. Life was perfect.
Well almost perfect. I love my wife, but there has always been one thing that our relationship lacked. And that was sex, good sex. Rachel had never had any interest in sex. She’d never given me a blowjob. Her tits were too small for a titjob. A handjob, or even a footjob, was too much effort for her. Whenever we did have sex, and that was far too infrequent for my liking, she would just lay there as I fucked her. She never got on top. She never even seemed to enjoy it. Oh, she would act like she did, but after the first few months, I’d gotten to know her well enough to tell she was faking it.
Despite all that though, a year after we got married, Rachel got pregnant. That was nearly four years ago now. Our son was growing up like a weed and both our jobs were keeping us busy. So, our sex life was now non-existent. And the biggest kicker, everywhere I went I was surrounded by gorgeous, beautiful, and sexy women.
At work there was my secretary, Charlotte. Redhaired, big tits and all curves. I had once overheard some junior engineers describe her as being “built like a Disney Pixar mom”. It was a brilliant de***********ion for her. It also didn’t help that she liked to wear short pencil skirts and tight blouses that were very open around her chest. Every time she leant over my desk to hand me some file or something I would get a great look down her top.
Another one of the temptations was at the gym. There was plenty of sexy women working out but it was my personal trainer that stood out. Rayna was 22 years old and a kickboxing champion. But seeing that toned body squeezed into tight leggings and a sports bra was enough to distract anyone when they were supposed to be lifting weights.
But the biggest temptation of them all was our babysitter. Ariana was one of Rachels colleague’s daughter, who was trying to save money for when she went to university. She was in her final year of college and was possibly one the cutest, prettiest little things that I’d ever seen. Especially when she was wearing her very expensive college’s uniform. It was a tight white blouse with a tie, thigh length pleated skirt and knee length white socks. Combined with her long platted black hair, she was the perfect schoolgirl fantasy.
And that wasn’t even the tip of the iceberg when it came to Ariana. One day I came home early and couldn’t find her or my son anywhere downstairs. I went upstairs and found my son asleep in his bed but there was still no sign of Ariana. I called out a couple times but there was no response, and then I heard a noise coming from my bedroom. The door was slightly ajar and through the gap I could see my bed. Ariana was lying spread eagled on top of the covers, her perky little ass stuck up in the air. She was angled so I could perfectly see her pink pussy as she worked it with her fingers. And then I heard what she was saying. She was moaning my name over and over again, calling me daddy and master. I don’t think I’d ever been as hard as I was in that moment.
I wanted to stay there forever, watching that little beauty orgasm as she thought about me, but I knew Rachel would be home soon and so, reluctantly, I snuck back downstairs. I opened the front door and then slammed it shut. The sound echoed around the house, followed by my call of hello. It was a few seconds later when Ariana appeared at the top of the stairs, her face flushed bright red. I thanked her as usual and sent her on her way just as Rachel pulled up the long drive.
That night I fucked Rachel like I’d never done before. All I could do was imagine Ariana as I fucked my gorgeous wife. Part of me felt bad, but the rest of me couldn’t get the images of that perfectly pink pussy out of my mind.
Over the next couple of weeks, I would sneak away from work early in hopes that I could get home and catch Ariana at it again, but I never did. After about a month and a bit, as the summer holidays started, I gave up trying to catch her. Rachel seemed to sense that I was down about something so suggested we have a big date night. It was unusual for her to be so forward so that cheered me up and gave me something to look forward to.
As usual, we got Ariana to babysit and left for one of the fanciest restaurants in the city. Rachel was looking amazing in a black shoulderless dress, her dark hair flowing in curls over her shoulder. A slit ran down the length of her skirt, letting me see her long slender leg. She looked so good and it was enough to push the images of Ariana out of my mind.
Dinner was ok. The food was average and although the pretty serving girl put on a great show, she kept getting our orders wrong. Considering how expensive it was and how good the restaurant was supposed to be, we were very disappointed. We left after our main course and decided to head home, to send Ariana off early, and it was Rachel who suggested we try something new in bed. Now, I was very excited.
We got home and as soon as I walked through the door, I heard that sound again, that amazing, beautiful sound. Ariana’s moans echoed around the house, her voice growing to a crescendo as she called out my name. I turned to Rachel and her eyes where wide with shock.
“Is that Ariana?” she whispered, “Come on, let’s go. I want to see what she’s up to.” Before I could say anything, she grabbed my hand and half dragged, half led me upstairs.
“What are you doing?” I finally managed to whisper, snapping myself out of my shock.
“Shhh,” was her only response.
We reached our bedroom and stopped. The door was just like before, slightly ajar so we could just see the bed. This time Ariana was on her back and something white was gathered around her waist. He legs where spread wide and I could see her fingering her pussy.
“Is that my wedding dress? That little slut is wearing my wedding dress,” Rachel gasped and as I looked closer, I realised the Ariana was indeed wearing Rachel’s wedding dress, it’s long silk skirts pulled up to reveal her rather sexy legs.
“What do we do?” I whispered in Rachel’s ear, praying that she didn’t notice the bulge in my trousers. It was no good though, my body was pressed too closely to hers.
“Are you hard right now?” she asked, looking back at me with a glint in her eye that I’d never seen before.
“It is kind of hot,” I said unapologetically as Ariana cried out, “Breed me daddy!”
“You want to fuck her?” Rachel’s question startled me, but not as much as what she said next: “Come on then. Let’s fulfil both of your wishes.”
Before I could stop her, Rachel stormed through the bedroom door, dragging me behind her. Ariana screamed and leapt up, the skirts of the dress falling down to hide her legs.
“So, you want to fuck my husband?” Rachel demanded as she stopped in front of the frightened young girl.
“I’m… I’m so… so… sorry.” Ariana stammered. “Please, just don’t tell my parents what I was doing. Please.”
“Why would we tell your parents?” Rachel’s voice had gone soft, sultry almost. “I mean, you want to fuck my husband, don’t you?” Ariana’s eyes went wide with shock, and she looked between me and Rachel.
“I… I don’t understand,” she quavered.
“Oh, it’s not difficult. You’re in MY wedding dress, masturbating to MY husband on MY bed. You clearly want to fuck him,” Rachel explained. “And he wants to fuck you. I mean, just look in that bulge in his trousers. Look how big he’s gotten for you.” Ariana’s eyes drifted down and her cheeks blushed even more than they already were.
“Rachel, are you being serious?” I asked incredulously.
“I’m being deadly serious. I want to watch you fuck her, fuck her raw and if she’s a good girl, I might just let you cum in her.”
I still couldn’t believe what I was hearing but as I looked at Ariana all I wanted to do was leap on the petite girl and fuck her. And she was considering it too. She was biting her lower lip; her eyes fixed on my cock.
“Do you want to?” I asked.
“Of course she does,” butted in Rachel as Ariana slowly nodded her head. “Now get down off that bed and start by sucking my husband’s dick.” Ariana slid down of the bed and knelt in front of me, looking up at my bulge with her big brown eyes.
“Well, take your cock out then, babe,” Rachel said as she sat down on the edge of the bed.
I quickly unbuckled my belt, unzipped my trousers and pulled down my pants. Ariana gasped as all six and a half inches of my cock sprang free. Her hands hesitantly reached up and wrapped around my shaft. She moved her head forward and her lips brushed against the tip.
“Go on, suck my cock. Rachel never has,” I urged her. Ariana opened her mouth as if to say something and in that briefest of seconds I reached down, grabbed either side of her head and rammed my cock into the back of her throat. She gagged and tried to pull away, but I had a firm grip on her twin braids.
“Oh, fuck yes,” I groaned in pleasure. “You see that Rachel, you’ve never done this.” I looked up at my wife and saw a look of pleasure that I knew mirrored my own. She didn’t say anything in response but I watched as her hand slowly drifted between her legs, slipping beneath the fabric of her dress.
I held Ariana in place for a few more moments before letting her go. She half fell back and gasped, taking in a great lungful of air.
“Well don’t just sit there, my wife wants to see you suck my cock,” I commanded. I’d never felt like this before. I was loving it. Loving having this pretty little teen do everything I wanted as my gorgeous wife watched from the sides.
Ariana opened her mouth again and the tip of my cock disappeared inside her. It had been years since I’d had a blowjob but she was doing an amazing job. She was sucking me off like a pro, and to make things better, the angle of her cheekbones just made her look even hotter.
“Damn, how many cock have you sucked? You’re really good at this,” I complimented, stroking her face as she deepthroated every inch of my cock.
“I haven’t,” she gasped, “I’ve never sucked anyone’s cock.”
“Well, you must be a natural. You are amazing.”
I glanced up and Rachel had now completely pulled up her dress and was fingering herself, her panties laying discarded on the floor.
“She is so good, babe. Is this why you’ve never done it? Afraid you’d suck?” I teased, my voice catching in my throat as Ariana licked my cock from base to tip.
“Mmm, watching her suck you off is getting me so wet. Now how about you fuck her. I want to see your cock in her pussy.” Rachel moaned.
Ariana stopped sucking my cock and looked up at me with a mix of nervousness and excited anticipation.
“I’ve never… I… I’m… I’m still a virgin,” she whispered, now looking away in embarrassment.
“Did you hear that, babe? She’s still a virgin.” Rachel crooned, “That’s even better. Go on, fuck her, take her virginity.” I smiled at Rachel and looked back down at Ariana.
“Well, get up and take that dress off then,” I told her.
“No, fuck her in the dress,” Rachel interrupted.
Ariana slowly stood up and moved back towards the bed. Rachel moved to the side as the girl lay down on her back, slowly lifting the skirts of her dress. Her legs were long and slender, her tanned skin shaved perfectly smooth. I watched, feeling like time had been slowed, as the white silk slowly rose over her thighs. Rachel let out a small sigh as Ariana revealed her pussy, her pink lips completely hairless and already glistening.
“Oh, look how wet she is!” Rachel exclaimed. “Are you ready for my husband’s big cock?” Ariana nodded her head as she bit her lip. She watched me as moved up between her legs, my hands grabbing her waist so I could pull her closer to me. My cock pressed up her pussy, its tip just resting on her opening.
“Fuck me… daddy,” she whispered.
I didn’t need telling twice. I thrust forwards, my cock sliding into Ariana’s pussy. She was so tight but so wet that my cock slid into her with ease. It felt amazing. And I knew she felt amazing as well. Her eyes had rolled in her head and her mouth was open in a gasp of pure pleasure.
“Oh, fuck,” I moaned, “Baby, she is so tight. So much tighter than you.” I don’t know what made me say it, but as soon as I had I heard Rachel moan. I looked at her and saw such a look of near orgasmic pleasure plastered across her face like I’d never seen before.
“Yes… yes… Tell me how good her pussy feels,” she managed to say between loud moans.
I turned my attention back to Ariana for a moment, focusing on thrusting in and out as hard as fast as I could. Ariana was moaning in pleasure almost as loudly as Rachel, their voices somehow synchronising in perfect pitch.
“She’s so fucking tight, so wet. This little slut is just perfect,” I told Rachel, seeing her fingers moving like a blur as she fingered herself.
“Oh, daddy. Don’t stop.” Ariana cried out. Her body writhed and twisted as pleasure built inside her, boiling up inside her.
After a few more minutes passed, me fucking Ariana as I told Rachel how good she felt, I found my hands drifting up Ariana’s body towards her tits. They were still covered by the intricate white lace corseted dress.
“Right, take that off. I want to see your tits.” I told her, pulling out of her pussy so she could sit up. Rachel moved forward and helped the young girl out of the dress, dropping it onto the floor with far much less care than she did on our wedding night. As Ariana lay back down, I reached down and grabbed her tits in both hands. They were soft and supple, her hard nipples poking the palms of my hands.
“Are her tits good,” Asked Rachel in a soft purr.
“Mmm, they feel so good. They’re bigger than yours,” I replied with a smirk. It was true. Both of them had somewhat small tits but Ariana’s were just slightly bigger. They fitted in my hands perfectly.
“Mmm, babe, don’t stop telling me how much better she is than me,” Rachel moaned.
“Why don’t you ride me for a bit?” I suggested to Ariana, finally looking forward to getting to try a different position. I took Ariana’s position, laying down on the bed. She then flung her leg over me, straddling me with her pussy hovering just above my cock. As she slowly lowered herself down, sliding my cock back inside her, I saw her eyes completely roll into the back of her head.
“Oh yes! Yes, daddy! You feel so good!” she moaned as she bounced up and down, riding me faster and faster. I reached up and grabbed her tits again, pulling her down so I could suck on her nipples. As I teased them with my tongue and gently nibbled them with my teeth, Ariana’s moans grew to the point where I could tell she was about to cum.
“Daddy!” she gasped, her voice broken and hoarse. She slowed in her movements and I took over, thrusting up into her. Ariana was gasping and breathing heavily into my ear now, and then I felt her entire body shudder. Her orgasm was quick, loud and perfect. Her cries filled my ears and she fell backwards, crashing down onto the pillows behind her.
“Did I say we were done?” my voice was half teasing, half snarl. I grabbed her leg and flipped her over onto her belly. She was too breathless to say anything as I slid my cock between her perfectly round cheeks and back into her pussy.
“Did you hear her? Did you see how she orgasmed?” Rachel exclaimed from behind me. “She really loves your cock!”
I grabbed Ariana’s waist again and began thrusting in and out. My cock slid in and out of her pussy as I hammered her from behind. Every time I pulled out, I slapped her ass, loving the way it felt and moved. Ariana loved it as well. She might have just orgasmed but her moans were just as loud as before.
“Do you think she’s been a good girl? Do you think she deserves my cum?” I asked, looking back at my wife. Rachel was silent for a moment before leaning down towards Ariana’s ear.
“Do you want my husbands cum in your pussy, or do you want him to cum in your mouth?” she whispered, just loud enough for me to hear.
Ariana was quiet for a few moments and as she thought I continued to fuck her.
“Can I… Can I try it,” she eventually said. “I want to know what it tastes like.” Rachel looked back at me and smiled.
“You hear that? Go on then, fill her mouth with your cum,” she said. I nodded and slowly pulled out before standing beside the bed. Ariana and Rachel both moved to kneel in front of me, Rachel slightly behind the young girl. Just like before, Ariana began sucking my cock. If I hadn’t been close to cumming before, I certainly was now. Ariana’s brown eyes never left my face. Her focus was solely on me and my cock.
“Fuck, yes,” I grunted, grabbing her head and holding her in place.
My cock exploded. There was no other word to describe it. I had tried to hold back my cum for as long as possible but that feeling deep inside me was like an erupting volcano. Cum fired out of my cock, filling Ariana’s mouth and flooding her throat. She flinched back in surprise from the torrent, but my hands still held her.
“Oh yes, babe. Cum in her mouth,” Rachel encouraged as I moaned in orgasmic relief. I let go and Ariana moved her head back, sticking out her tongue. It was completely white, absolutely drenched in my cum. And then Rachel surprised me once again. She grabbed Ariana, spinning her till they where face to face, and then the two where kissing. It was a full-on kiss. I could see their tongues almost wrestling in each other’s mouths. When they broke apart, spit and cum dripped down their chins.
“Mmm, babe, your cum tastes so good,” Rachel said, “Doesn’t it, Ariana?”
“It does. I love it,” Ariana beamed as she swallowed. “Thank you, daddy.”
Several minutes later, Ariana was dressed in her own clothes and, with a big smile plastered across her face, she thanked us and said goodbye. I watched her walk down the drive before shutting the front door and turning to my still naked wife.
“I’ve never seen you…” I said, my voice faltering as I struggled to find the words to describe what had just happened.
“I know, seeing you fuck her was just so exciting. I loved it! We should do it more often.” Rachel said. “We need to a whole bunch of girls for you to fuck.”