Page 31 of In Their Hearts
Clay
I'm back home. My frustrations grew the longer I searched for answers, only to find more questions.
All thoughts drain from my head as I see my naked husband bent over the kitchen table. My dick perks up at the sight.
“Husband.” I try to sound stern, but I'm not upset. I knew he might not be able to resist her. I just thought that I might be the first to have her.
“Welcome home, love.” Grant steps to the side, and I get the full view of Jo's sex. Wet. Swollen. And cum. So much cum.
“I have a special treat for us.” My feet carry me there before I can blink. I drop my bag along the way. I can't tear my eyes away from the sight on our kitchen table. My mind tries to catch up. Did he do it?
“You didn't fuck her?” It doesn't matter, but I need to know. My dick hardens further at the thought of finally being able to have her. Virgin or not.
“No, love. But she's almost ready for you to do just that. Ask her for yourself.”
My eyes are finally looking at the woman herself. Beautiful. “Jo? Are you sure? I need you to want this.”
“Yes. I'm sure. I want you both. I need you inside of me. Please, I need to feel you.”
“But first, we need to clean her up. I've made a mess.” Grant's finger catches a drip of his cum and puts it in my mouth.
My eyes close as I marvel at a taste that’s all my husband. A groan slipping free. My husband knows that I can't resist his cum, and he put it on a woman I can’t get enough of.
“How could I say no to that? Jo, you're so tempting spread out like this for us.”
The time for talking is done as I peel my shirt over my head.
“I'm starving.”
I lean in, swiping my tongue along her sex. “You taste tangy and sweet, Jo. Goddamn, so good. Hang on tight, baby.”
As my tongue works to clean off every drop of cum from her body, I slide two fingers into her pussy. She’s primed and ready as she rides my fingers to her next orgasm.
“Clay! Ohmygod!”
“You soaked my hand, Jo.” I show her my dripping fingers, then I press them into my husband’s mouth.
We all groan. “Are you ready for our cocks, Jo? Mine in your tight pussy and Grant’s down your throat?”
“Please. No more teasing.” Jo replies, lust filling her tone.
Grant hands me a condom and places the lube on the table. “Doubt we need it with as wet as she is, but I like to be prepared.”
“She's fucking soaked. More than ready.” I lean over, teasing her entrance, and kiss her luscious mouth.
“I'll go slow. Suck Grant’s cock to keep you nice and relaxed.”
“Okay.” She turns her head, wasting no time licking and sucking on Grant. “Eager is such a turn on. Fuck.”
“Shit, I love that sight. We might never leave this kitchen.”
I push my hips forward, sliding the head of my cock in easily. My eyes are fixated on where we are joined, giving her short, little thrusts to get used to the feeling.
“Do you want more, Jo? Is this pussy ready to swallow me whole?”
She moans her approval with her mouth stuffed full. My shaft slides in until there's a little resistance, halting me.
I look at Grant, hoping he understands. He picks up his thrusts, fucking her face and keeping her fully distracted.
