A Young Couple's Journey Part 10 (TNT 19) (Patreon)

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“What now?” Josh asked that evening, as the three of us gathered around the dinner table. We weren't sure what to say, really.

Just like when Josh had slept with Amanda, he now had the decency to look guilty when he told of his weekend with Linda, while when I cheated I felt... almost liberated. The guilt was creeping up on me, sure, but I felt like it would only hurt Josh to tell what had happened while he was with Linda. And as much as I wanted to tell Josh about Alex, I couldn't find the strength to. I guess I was afraid of the repercussions.

While it had happened, while Alex had been fucking me, it felt amazing. It had been so much fun. Now, with some perspective, it felt weirdly... empty. I mean, Alex wasn't the greatest lay, but it felt so forbidden, so that was what I chased, but the fact that he was so lackluster made it feel like I cheated for nothing. For that, I felt bad, as I had put my marriage in jeopardy, and not even gotten anything out of it. But it was a thrill that I kept chasing, despite knowing better.

Josh, for the first time in a long time, looked genuinely happy and content. Relaxed. He smiled and laughed as he talked about his weekend with Linda, and how great of a time they had had. It was hard not to feel a little jealous. Especially since I had been out potentially ruining my own life.

But as I watched Josh, I couldn't help but feel happy for him. He deserved this, and I had to admit that Linda was a good match for him. She was funny and smart, and she really cared for Josh. She loved Josh, and I could tell that Josh was very smitten by her. Though, I was married to him, and while I liked the danger of letting him get closer to Linda, and potentially the shameful act of her ramming her fat cock into his ass until he came uncontrollably, I didn't want to lose him. I just didn't want to tell him about Alex.

Linda seemed to be a bit nervous around me, which was understandable. She had spent the weekend with Josh, and she had confessed her feelings for him. Feelings most of us had already suspected, but it was still a big step for her to confess her love to Josh.

"So how was it?" I asked, instead of answering Josh just yet. "I mean, having your first boyfriend?" I'm not sure if I meant it as a jab, but I could hear my own venom in it. Linda didn't seem to react to it though.

"It was beyond anything I'd imagine," Linda muttered, stealing a glance over at Josh. She looked as if she was falling in love all over again.

"Yeah, it was nice," Josh said, looking up at me. "What do you think?"

"Well, I'm happy you had fun," I said, smiling at them both. "Genuinely. You both deserve it. And I guess we should all have some more fun together soon enough."

Linda blushed and Josh smiled. I was feeling better about all this already, and the thought of watching Linda fuck my husband was already making my panties moist. I again hoped to one day see her pin my husband down and fuck the shit out of him. I didn't know if I wanted him to consent or not.

"I wouldn't mind that," Linda said, grinning.

"And how about you?" Josh asked me, looking at me with curious eyes. "Erh, I mean, is everything fine?"

"Just splendid," I smiled back. If anything, more than okay. I was getting my extra-marital fun, and also the potential prospect of my husband getting railed by a horny girl with a big cock. And I hadn't even lost my marriage. Yet. But wasn't everything splendid? Josh was smiling, idly chatting with Linda just before my eyes. She seemed happy. Everything seemed good, and the weekend had been a success.

Josh gave me a warm smile. "Great. So... no hard feelings?"

"Not at all," I said, leaning over and kissing him. He seemed to relax as we kissed. "You look so much more relaxed now, Josh. And I'm glad you're happy with her."

"It's like she's changed me," he said. "I don't know. I guess you can say she's made me a new man."

I looked over at Linda who was blushing.

"A good one, too," I said, kissing him again. "But I won't hog all the kisses," I added with a giggle.

I guess you'd call the following night a taste of my own medicine. When Josh and I went to bed that Sunday, Josh seemed to have a hard time going to sleep. He kept tossing and turning, but not really in an excessive way. I thought back to when I had discovered the thrills and excitement of playing with Toby, how that had led to me tossing and turning, and how that led to Josh letting me go down to... tuck Toby in. I thought back to those times and felt myself grow aroused at the memory. The way Toby, as sick as he was, or due to it, would look at me while I jerked and eventually sucked his thick cock.

Thank God for Alex in that regard, keeping me fed on that extra-marital fun that I seemed to crave. I hadn't told Josh. He wouldn't be angry. He'd forgive me. Sure, disappointed maybe, but he'd still love me. The way he loved me even when I slept with Toby.

Perhaps it was time to repay the favor. But how so? Would I ask Josh to go down to Linda? Should I pretend to go to sleep and then sneak downstairs? Visions of Linda gripping Josh's hair while she flexed her sexy ass and pistoned herself into my husband, stealing him from me for the night, flitted across my mind.

My heart was racing at the idea, and I turned over to look at Josh. He was laying on his back, eyes closed and breathing steadily, but he didn't seem asleep. I couldn't just let him lay there, so I had to do something. And I wanted to give him some pleasure, even if it would be from someone else.

It was just so sexy, thinking of that. Thinking of Linda making Josh her bitch.

Now I was tossing and turning. I felt aroused, needy. Ever since I'd discovered the thrills of being a slut, I couldn't stop myself. I needed it. I craved it.

I tried to suppress my urges and go to sleep, or at least pretend to. I knew Josh would go down 'just to check on her' and hoped that would lead to something. Josh had said Linda and he had shared a bed, but nothing had happened but oral. As if there needed to be a 'but'  there, as that was major in itself. I knew he was pretty submissive sexually, even if he didn't fully realize it himself, but still, him going down on her was a pretty huge step.

And Linda had confessed her love to him. That she wanted to be with him.

I felt a tinge of jealousy at that thought. Not because I thought they'd run off together, or that she'd be able to steal him away from me. I was pretty confident in our relationship, but that dangerous sensation that it might happen made the whole thing so much more exciting. But, it also felt good seeing them together. Josh had seemed so happy, and he had been glowing after their weekend together.

After what felt like hours, I heard Josh finally get up from the bed, and I tried to keep my breathing steady as he slipped out of bedroom, trying to not make too much noise. I tried to hear what was happening, but I couldn't make out anything but some shuffling downstairs. I assumed he was heading down to Linda's room.

I felt giddy with excitement. My heart was hammering in my chest, and butterflies were swarming in my stomach. It wasn't long before I got up from bed and headed over to the door.

I peered down the stairwell, hearing Josh talk to Linda through a slight gap in her door. Then I heard the door shut. Fuck. How would I be able to see now? I hurried down the stairs, trying to be as quiet as I could. I stopped outside the door, leaning my ear against it to try to hear what was happening inside. But I didn't really hear anything. Some shuffling of fabrics, probably a duvet, but nothing untoward.

 I thought back to when Josh had shared a bed with Linda before, before the prior weekend that is. Both times they had kept it PG. My ears perched up a bit. A different sound emerged. It sounded like the soft sounds of a kiss. They were making out. The sound of kissing grew more intense, and I could hear them murmuring to each other.

I tried to listen to what they were saying, but they were too muffled. Then I decided to risk it and put a hand on the door handle, ready to turn it to open it up just a bit. If I couldn't see, perhaps I could hear. But I wanted to see it so badly. To see my husband sharing a moment of intimacy with another woman. And not just any woman, but someone who wanted him. Who loved him.

Just as I was about to push the handle down, I hesitated. What am I doing? Was I really about to spy on my husband and his lover? Shouldn't I barge in and put a stop to this? Shouldn't I be mad? Or jealous? But instead, I felt turned on. I wanted to see my husband getting ripped open by his lover's cock. I wanted to see her taking him and owning him. Modest, kind, successful Josh getting broken down by a woman with a fat cock.

I pushed the door handle down, trying to be as quiet as I could. The door swung open slightly, and I tried to peek through the small crack, but all I saw was darkness. For a few moments, my eyes had to adjust, but soon I could make out their silhouettes in the dark room, and the sound of their lips smacking against one another. I pushed the door open ever so slightly more, and then I froze.

I guess I had arrived just at the end, as I saw Josh swing his feet out of the bed, ready to get up. He sent Linda a smile which she returned, then he stood up.

"Good night, Josh," she said with utter affection. I knew I had never been able to project so much warmth into my voice.

Josh gave her a shy smile. "Good night."

I bolted down the hall and up the stairs before Josh discovered me. As I had just slipped back into bed, I could hear Josh close the door to our bedroom and move towards the bed. I feigned sleep until I felt Josh climb back into bed and pull the covers over himself.

I waited a few moments, and then I heard him snoring softly. I felt so disappointed. He didn't even try to do anything with Linda. He could've at least tried to have some fun with her, but nothing? My thoughts turned to Alex. He would've fucked me stupid in the same situation, but Josh had been content with just some kissing. It seemed so weird, but that was Josh for you.

The next night, as we were heading to bed, I tried to catch any hints from Josh that he might be planning something with Linda, but I couldn't see any signs that he was interested in that sort of thing. Perhaps I should encourage him?

When we were both in bed, I tried to pretend that I was sleeping again. Josh was tossing and turning again, but didn't take as long to head downstairs. I was giddy with excitement again. I waited until I heard him go downstairs, and then I got up.

I tiptoed down the stairs, careful not to make any noise. When I reached the bottom of the stairs, I saw that Linda's door was closed again. I crept toward the door and gently pressed my ear against the door. But there was no sound coming from the room. I put my hand on the handle and slowly turned it. The door creaked slightly, but there was still no sound coming from inside the room. I opened the door just enough to poke my head inside and peek into the room.

Josh was lying on the bed next to Linda. They were talking quietly, and it looked like they were both wearing pajamas. I couldn't see much detail, but it looked like they were just talking. I was disappointed, but that didn't stop me from watching them.

I watched as they talked and laughed quietly. They seemed to be having a good time together. Then Josh moved closer to Linda and kissed her gently on the lips. I felt a rush of arousal as I watched my husband kiss another woman. It was a soft and tender kiss, and I could see Josh was getting more into it as their kiss became more passionate. Then Linda put a hand on Josh's shoulder, pushing him to lay flat on the bed while she ate his lips and groped him. They moaned into each other's mouths as they made out passionately.

Linda's hand roamed over Josh's chest, down across his belly, and then further down to his crotch. She seemed to be massaging his dick through his pajama pants, and he obviously liked it. He began pushing his hips into Linda's hand. He was enjoying himself. His eyes were closed, and his body was completely relaxed.

I slipped my hand inside my own shorts, starting to masturbate.

Then Josh broke their kiss and looked up at Linda. He was panting, and his face was flushed. Linda whispered something to him her hand retreating from his crotch. Josh nodded. Instead of going further, Linda laid down on his chest, kissing his muscles before cuddling herself to him.

Josh reached his arm over to cover her, then they laid there just talking for a while. After some time, they both seemed to be getting sleepy. Their voices started to sound drowsy, and they spoke in slower and slower sentences until they were only murmuring. Why couldn't Josh just do this with me? I mean, if he didn't want Linda to push him to have her cock, then why did he even come down here? What's the point of not going further than making out and snuggling? Was I missing something here?

The third night, I was exhausted. While the others had been at work, I had Alex over, and he was... eager. He wasn't particularly rough, but we were going for a few hours. I still had to tell Josh of course, but the longer I waited the more difficult that would get. It didn't help when Alex kept pestering me about getting him a job at Josh's company, though. It was tempting. I mean, after he made me feel great all morning, perhaps he deserved it, but still…

But yeah, I was tired. I could hear Josh was even more impatient in getting down to Linda's cove. I had to stifle a naughty giggle, as Josh had no idea that right where he was lying, Alex had creampied my ass before smearing my face with his slick cock.

That was a surprise that was better delayed for a little later.

"You alright, babe?" he asked me, as I was turning over in bed.

I sighed. "Just tired. Had a busy day today."

"Anything I can do to help?" Josh offered. I was a bit surprised that he wanted to fool around, as he seemed to prefer doing it with Linda. Not that I didn't mind that, but... well, whatever. I was tired.

I looked at him, seeing the sincere expression on his face. "Well... if you want to go down to Linda," I suggested, seeing his eyes widen, "I'm sure she'd be happy to see you."

Josh blushed at that, but smiled. "You're not mad?"

"Why would I be mad?" I asked, smiling at him. "I don't mind. It's nice to see you so happy, Josh. And I like seeing her happy too. So why not make you both happy?"

Josh nodded. He kissed me softly. "You're amazing, Kim. I feel guilty, but I... can't help it."

"I understand," I said, visions of his face all flustered as Linda took him flashing before my eyes. "I like seeing you like this. It's very cute. Now go down, see if your girlfriend is sleeping, and see if she'll let you... cuddle with her."

Josh blushed. "She's not my... girlfriend."

"Yes, she is," I said. Josh stared at me, but I simply smiled at him. "That's how I see it at least. You're her first boyfriend, right?"

"I guess you're right," Josh agreed reluctantly.

"Nothing wrong in sharing a man like you," I said, emphasizing 'man' to tease him a bit. "I'm sure plenty of girls would love to, too."

Josh shook his head and let out a weak chuckle. "You're impossible."

I giggled. "And I'm okay with sharing, as you should be well aware of by now, so you have nothing to worry about. Now, go before she falls asleep."

With a blush on his cheeks, Josh stood up. I wasn't sure if I was making the right decision, but I hoped this was the first step toward them hooking up for real.

*

When Kim and Luna came back from California, I could tell something was off between them. Luna was pissed at Kim for something but didn't go into details over what. Something about Kim being distracted. I wasn't sure what that was.

I also had a hard time even looking at her the first day she was back from the trip. I felt such guilt for how I had behaved with Linda. When you're married, you're not supposed to fool around, but both Kim and I had been all over the place the last year. It was honestly a bit confusing, especially as I was starting to realize what I felt for Linda was potentially more than I thought.

And it also felt shitty towards Linda, who had innocently landed herself in the middle of all this. She wasn't deterred though, as she seemed happier than ever. And if I'm honest, whenever I could hang out with her, that was how I felt too. I just loved being around her, and whenever we were together, the world just disappeared.

And yet, it was all so wrong.

My mind was in a jumble, trying to figure out what to do.

It certainly helped that Kim was very understanding. She seemed to enjoy me going down to Linda during the night. The first few nights I went back upstairs, but sometimes I fell asleep there, and when I woke up in the morning, I was still with Linda. We never really did much except for groping each other. I felt like a teenager who had no clue how to proceed, or what was right or wrong.

It was a lot. But I felt like I could do anything with Linda. That she wouldn't judge me for being awkward or shy. She seemed to enjoy herself immensely with just some kisses and snuggles. My insecurities and nervousness faded away. I was just happy to be with her. To see her smile. To see her laugh. To hear her voice. To feel her touch. To feel her lips on mine. It was all so wonderful.

And best of all, I think, was that Kim seemed to be somewhat back to normal after a few days of being home. Luna was quite pissed still, but even her anger subsided, and we could have our daily talks about life.

"Anything planned for your anniversary?" Linda asked, as we sat in the common room of the office and ate lunch.

"We got married in January, but that's mostly a technicality. We celebrated it in the summer," Kim explained. Linda nodded, listening intently.

It was nice just sitting there and listening to them chat. I had been completely lost in thought but was getting back to the surface again. I looked over at Linda and saw that she was staring back at me. She smiled warmly, and my heart skipped a beat. I couldn't help but smile back at her.

I looked over at Kim, and she was smiling as well.

"That makes sense," Linda agreed.

"So when are you two getting married?" Luna asked, joining us, dumping down. Linda smirked, and Kim chuckled. "Josh, we have interviews. One Nathan Bertsch and Mirella something. Thought the latter might be pushed. Also, I have the remnants of the anti-smoking movement from the CDC over, as well as a PR representative from General Motors over next week."

"What? How-- What do they have to do together?" I asked, perplexed.

"You'll just have to join the meeting to find out," Luna said with a knowing smile. "I had a great idea, and then all week I've been trying to get a hold of who to talk to."

"That is some great work," I said. "You're getting pretty good at this."

"Thanks, bro," Luna said with a smile.

I was pretty much 60% recovered from my ACL tear, so I was back in the thick of things, but as Luna had taken the reigns in my absence, both Entrendy and Calhoun Holdings had been run by us more or less. It spoke to our chemistry, as we seemed to read each other's minds exquisitely. I mean, we were pretty close, even closer than most siblings are.

"How come those meeting are getting postponed?" I asked.

"I have classes. I'm still in college, bro," Luna said. She checked her watch, stood up, rounded me, and started kneading my shoulders. "You're too stressed."

"I've noticed," I admitted.

"It's because you're not getting laid," Luna said, teasing me as she massaged my shoulders. She then slapped my shoulders and paraded away, leaving me to sigh at my sister's antics.

"Is this true, what I'm hearing?" Kim teased, exchanging a look with Linda. "Maybe we oughta get that sorted out then?"

I blushed but managed to keep a cool head. "Maybe," I muttered, feeling my face get hotter.

Kim leaned over, giving me a kiss on the lips. "I love you, Josh."

"Love you too," I said.

"Wanna catch a movie later?" Linda asked, both of us really, but Kim was suddenly distracted by her phone. I saw her biting her lip as she read some text message.

"Is it possible for me to have two women?" I joked, chuckling. Linda laughed too.

"Sure," she said. "As long as you don't mind me fucking Kim sometimes. And Kim lets me have my way with you."

"Oh, that's fine," I chuckled, though I knew it was a bit weird. As far as I knew, Linda hadn't done anything with Kim without me knowing or being there, and least of all finishing inside her, so to me, time would heal all wounds and nothing could ever be better. Maybe I could start that family I always wanted.

I looked at Linda smiling at me before redirecting her attention to eating her salad. But that look she gave me, was... well, it made me feel all kinds of things. Was she hinting at something? Was she trying to tell me something? Or was she just teasing me? Or was that just the kind of looks I could expect from her? Looks that sparked intrigue and hope? I mean, sure, I loved Kim. She was my wife, but Linda was... well, Linda.

And just like that, I envisioned Linda's kids running around. How they'd be like her, or what their personality would be, what they'd look like. As weird and unnormal it was for me to contemplate, but would I be able to care for kids that weren't even mine? I didn't expect it to happen, but Kim had certainly flown close to the sun in that regard.

I sighed, not wanting to think about it. I didn't even know if Linda herself could get pregnant, whether that was even possible. She did say that she was a virgin. Did that mean she had both parts? I really never thought about it. I just thought of Linda as Linda, and rolled with the punches. And wasn't it a bit early to think of having children with someone who I had barely started dating, who was, for lack of a more dignifying word, a side piece? There had to be a better phrasing than that, surely.

"What you looking at?" Linda said with a knowing smile.

"You're gorgeous, Linda. Of course I'm looking at you," I said.

Linda smiled. "That's very sweet of you to say. You're quite handsome yourself."

I blushed a little bit and chuckled. "Thanks."

She leaned forward and kissed me softly on the lips. Then she sat back down and resumed eating her salad.

"Oh, how's your leg doing?" she asked me.

"Better," I said. "Still some pain when I'm walking up the stairs, but it's getting better."

"You better stay downstairs, then. In my bed," Linda teased. "I'm hearing rumors that you need to get laid."

I turned embarrassed by that. Her teasing me wasn't what was getting to me, nor was it the sex itself, but I could hardly comprehend, or wrap my head around the action of itself. Sex with Linda would be... probably amazing. But it meant either her losing something special, her vaginal virginity, or for her to take mine, with her very apt cock. It was weird to think of, and it made me feel things I was not used to feeling.

"Erh... well... you know..." I muttered, trying to keep my cool. I felt hot and flushed. "It's hard to... erh..."

"I'd like to see how hard it is," Linda purred, leaning forward with a wicked smirk.

I was getting pretty flustered now, and my mind was starting to cave. "Yeah, I... erh... yeah."

Linda smirked. "Just relax, Josh. We'll get there when we get there. There's no rush."

"For the record," I said, steadying my voice. "I'm... not opposed to it, I like it when you, erh, impose yourself on me and just go for it. But I guess I'm just not ready yet."

Linda nodded. "No problem. And I won't do anything until you say so."

"Thank you," I said. I wanted to get back to my lunch, but I could see the mischief in Linda's eyes. "What?"

Linda looked around us, seeing that the common area of the office was empty except Kim who was writing away on her phone. Not even paying attention. "What's your stance on some fun right now?" she asked, with a devious smirk.

"Depends on what you mean," I said, cautiously.

"I mean, I heard you're not getting any action at home, so why not here at the office?" Kim looked up from her phone now. "Have you ever fucked your wife at the office?" she asked, teasing us both. Kim had stopped writing and was now following along with what Linda had planned.

"I can't say that I have. What, are you offering?" I shot back. "We haven't had our second date yet."

"I guess Kim will have to do," Linda said with a smirk, getting up. "I'm sure she's cool with it."

"For some reason I am," Kim said with a small giggle. "What, we're doing it here where you guys eat your lunch every day?"

"I can serve you some lunch," Linda said, biting her lip as she stepped closer to me. "I got cookies and cream," she said, snickering at her own corniness. "Would you let me take you right here in front of your wife?"

I gulped, suddenly feeling very nervous. I looked up at Linda who was now standing right in front of me. She leaned down and kissed me gently on the lips. Her lips were soft and warm, and she tasted sweet. Then she pulled back and stood back up, her crotch level with my face as she approached me. She placed one hand on my shoulder, the other on the back of my head and pushed my face into her crotch. At first, I struggled against her grip, but then I relaxed as my face pressed against her and inhaled her.

Her scent was intoxicating. Her cock felt hard through her jeans. She released her grip on me as I turned my head and continued breathing her in. "You smell amazing," I whispered against her jeans.

"Why thank you," Linda purred. She ran her fingers through my hair as she slowly rocked her hips against my face. "Do you like that? You like me taking control like this?"

"Yes," I moaned. Her cock felt big and hard against me, and I wanted her even more now. I couldn't stop myself. It wasn't really about her fat hog being so close to me, or that it might end up pistoning into my mouth, but rather the display of power from Linda. It felt so sexy and oddly reassuring for her to take the lead and be my dominant partner. To have that firm grip on me and lead me to places I'd never been before, or maybe even would want to go. But I did want to go there with Linda. I trusted her. And she trusted me.

"God, you're so bad, Josh," Kim said. "You going to be a slut for Linda?"

"Shut up, Kim. You don't talk to him like that," Linda barked. I knew that only enticed Kim more, as she loved a good verbal lashing. "You don't get to talk to my man like that."

I gulped, hearing those words. Being claimed so adamantly by Linda, in front of my wife no less. I looked up at her and saw her eyes burning with lust.

Kim zipped her mouth and instead rolled her chair closer.

Linda turned back to me with a grin. She rubbed her crotch against my face a few more times, then reached down with both hands and started fiddling with her fly. She unbuttoned the top of her jeans, and then the sound of a zipper filled the air around us. My heartbeat was racing now, and I couldn't help myself as my dick was swelling up, filling my pants.

Linda reached into her boxers and pulled her cock out, right in front of my eyes. My heart was racing and I gasped softly as her thick shaft came into view. Her shaft was veiny and smooth, and it twitched in anticipation. It was hard and rigid, and she was clearly very excited. I took a deep breath, drinking her scent, savoring her as the situation settled in on my very being. I was kneeling between a beautiful woman's legs, staring up at her cock and imagining all the depraved things she could do to me. I hadn't even noticed that I was on my knees.

"But this isn't about me getting laid," Linda said. "This is for you, Josh."

Then the situation shifted dramatically. It hadn't taken long for her to go from strong, imposing, and dominating to humble and caring. And all within the span of the blink of an eye. It seemed almost too good to be true that she could, be both, to just flip that switch as quickly.

"Get up, babe," Linda muttered, motioning for me to get up. "While I like the view, I think that spot is reserved for your wife. Kim, if you may."

With a grunt and an odd sense of disappointment, I stood. Perhaps it was for the better. Kim had been back to normal, but for some reason, I didn't want to... submit to Linda in front of her. I wasn't sure if it was something to do with guilt, shame, or something else altogether. It didn't really matter. I stood and allowed Kim to take my spot. Kim wasted no time before unzipping and unbuttoning my trousers and yanking them down, freeing my throbbing cock. Kim placed my aching member into her mouth, and immediately started working me. She took as much of me down her throat as she could and began massaging my shaft with her tongue while she bobbed up and down.

I let out a low, contented moan as Kim worked on me. My wife's warm, wet mouth wrapped perfectly around my cock as she licked and sucked, her saliva providing delicious friction. Her blowjobs were always incredible, but the fact that we were both here and open about it in the office felt so erotic and sinful.

I felt another pair of lips attach themselves to mine. It took a moment for my brain to process that it was Linda kissing me. The kiss started tender and soft, but then we both started becoming more passionate and fervent as the kisses grew more heated and hungry. My head spun with the stimulation as my wife pleasured me with her mouth, and my lover kissed me.

My body went into autopilot as my mind went blank. All I could think about was how good everything felt, and how amazing everything was. I leaned into the kiss with Linda, relishing how warm and soft her lips were and how good she smelled. I lost myself in it completely.

Linda's hand wrapped around my shaft and stroked me slowly and steadily while Kim worked on me. My knees went weak, and I felt my legs turning to jelly as the pleasure threatened to overwhelm me. A moan escaped my mouth as they both continued to pleasure me, and I had a hard time staying standing.

Linda chuckled softly as my knees started buckling, and suddenly I felt her other hand groping my ass. I shuddered as her fingers dug into my cheeks, squeezing and kneading it tightly before sliding a finger between my cheeks and finding its way to my hole, rubbing it teasingly. The feeling was strange, but not unpleasant. It reminded me of how Kim, and Amanda, had played with my ass earlier, but it was so different when it was a person who both had a cock and who also lusted after me. That difference added a new dimension, especially when I looked up and saw the lustful look in her eye.

"Fuck, this is so intense," I groaned. Then all the wet sensation of Kim's mouth fell away. I couldn't look, however, as Linda was fucking my mouth with her vigor, licking my own tongue with hers. Linda dominated my mouth with her kisses, surrendering myself to her passion, her hunger, and her desire. But I didn't need to look, I heard Kim work Linda's cock, and judging by how Linda hissed between kisses, she wasn't pulling any punches.

"So what do you say? Wanna fuck your wife right here?" Linda asked with a smug smirk. "Or do you want me to do it?"

I was on the fence. Kim getting railed by Linda was something I'd never grow tired of, but–

"I'll pull out," Linda added.

"Why don't you take me both of you?" Kim suggested, eager to get used. "You could take turns."

Linda smirked. "That sounds like a plan." Linda then gave me a quick kiss. "You okay with sharing your wife, Josh?"

"With you?" I asked, almost in disbelief. "God, yes."

"Good boy," Linda purred. Then she slapped my ass hard, making me gasp. She gave me a predatory grin. "Now go help your wife get ready."

Kim was already on her back on the table, her legs spread. I knelt down between her legs, and pulled her panties to the side, revealing her glistening pussy lips. I buried my face in her mound, kissing and sucking her lips. Kim moaned, her legs trembling. I dragged my tongue along the length of her wetness, feeling it being drenched by her arousal.

I remembered the last time I had gone down on her. Kim had let Linda cum inside her completely unprotected. It didn't sit right with me afterward, but I remembered how hungry I had been to lap up Linda's leftovers. I remembered the taste and flavor of it, the feeling of her leaking onto my tongue, as I swallowed her leftovers and didn't care if it put a baby inside her.

To my shock, I found myself yearning for it to happen again. The risk of Linda knocking my wife up was set aside, or perhaps it acted as an amplifier to how sexy Kim would look with Linda's load leaking out of her, but in my clouded state of mind, I just wanted Linda's fat, potent cock inside her and firing off her load deep in there again.

But she said she'd pull out this time.

I didn't know whether I should feel sad about that or not. But Linda was in the driver's seat, and under her firm, but still tender and gentle grasp, I didn't even find the desire to argue, fight back, or protest. I knew I could trust her.

She would make it all better.

"Come here," Kim moaned, panting heavily. She grabbed me by my neck and pulled me towards her. She pressed her lips against mine and kissed me hungrily. "God, I need her cock," she moaned. I could taste Linda on her, and I felt myself grow desperate and needy for Linda myself.

"I know, me too," I groaned.

Linda chuckled softly. Then I heard something heavy and blunt smacking against something wet. Kim's breath caught in her throat and she whimpered. "Fuck, yes!" she gasped.

I looked down and saw Linda's pelvis grinding slowly and steadily as her massive shaft slid in and out of my wife. Kim squirmed and moaned beneath her, the force of her thrusting jostling her, shaking the table. It was so sexy and hot seeing them together like this. Watching them fuck, watching Kim's body contort and writhe as Linda pounded her.

"You like that?" I asked Kim. I leaned in closer to her and kissed her on the lips. Her lips were soft and warm, and she tasted good. "You like being fucked like this?"

"God, yes," Kim groaned. "I love it."

I kissed her again and then moved behind Linda so I could get a better view. I watched as her ass flexed with every thrust, her cock disappearing in and out of Kim's tight pussy. She was being very rough with her, pounding her like no tomorrow.

Watching Linda's sexy ass thrust forward and slam into my wife was so hot. I felt a bit silly saying this, and felt even sillier when thinking it, but there was a powerful feeling of femininity seeing the female ass flex like that. There was power and sexiness in how Linda fucked Kim. How her ass clenched, how her hips rolled, how her muscles contracted and tensed, and how her body responded to the stimulus, her cock buried inside my wife.

I reached out and groped Linda's ass. I squeezed it and massaged it, feeling the firm, round cheeks beneath my palm. Feeling it move under my palm was simply amazing.

"Like that?" Linda asked, leaning against me while looking over her shoulder, never stopping her thrusts.

"I do," I said. "So much."

"Good," she purred. Then she resumed her task at hand.

Meanwhile, I sunk down to have a closer look at those cheeks work my wife over, and then I spread them apart, seeing her tight asshole twitch. I don't know what came over me, but I leaned in and licked it, tasting the salty flavor of her sweat mixed with the taste of her skin. Linda let out a moan and pushed back against me, encouraging me to keep licking. So I did.

I licked and sucked at her hole, tasting her and smelling her while I watched her fuck my wife.

It didn't take long before Kim was moaning louder and louder. Her legs were trembling, and her pussy was spasming around Linda's cock. She cried out loudly as she came, her body writhing as she orgasmed. Her juices squirted out from between her legs, coating Linda's shaft and pelvis.

Linda grunted. "Fuck, I didn't know you could squirt like that."

"Me neither," Kim said, a pang to my ego. But then again, I felt some odd sense of pride that Linda had that kind of skill.

Linda smirked over her shoulder at me, and then slowly pulled out of Kim, her cock slick with my wife's juices. I quickly moved in and wrapped my lips around her shaft, tasting Kim on it. I moaned as I sucked the head of her cock, swallowing all of their juices. It tasted so good.

"Mm, that feels so good," Linda moaned. She placed her hand on the back of my head and began thrusting into my mouth, fucking my face. Her cock hit the back of my throat as she pushed deeper and deeper, but I didn't care. It was so hot having her fuck my face like this. I moaned around her shaft, savoring the taste of Kim on her.

"God, you're such a slut," Kim groaned, watching me suck Linda off. As strange as it sounds, given the taste I was savoring, I had almost forgotten Kim was even there. I suddenly felt embarrassed by that fact, but I pushed that feeling aside. I knew I could be as dirty and depraved as I wanted with these two, and they wouldn't judge me for it. "You like sucking her cock, don't you?"

I couldn't speak, but I nodded. I swallowed around her shaft, trying to take as much of her length into my mouth as possible. Linda moaned, her fingers tangling in my hair as she held my head in place. My nose pressed into her pelvis, and her pubic hair tickled my chin. It felt so good to be filled and used by her. To let her use my mouth and throat as her fuck hole, and just do with me whatever she wanted. I was so turned on.

"God, your mouth feels so good," Linda groaned, her cock throbbing against the walls of my throat. "So good..."

"You wanna taste, Josh?" Kim offered, rolling over and leaning against the table, legs still splayed.

Linda then yanked out of my mouth and got me back on my feet. "Your wife is taunting you. You better fuck some sense into her."

Kim giggled and gestured for me. "Give it to me." I quickly climbed between her legs and lined up with her waiting hole and pressed inside, eliciting a loud groan from her. "Oh fuck!"

"There, that's better, right?" Linda asked as she stroked her fat cock. "Take it like a good girl, Kim."

"Oh fuck!" Kim gasped, her voice catching in her throat. "Fuck!"

I pushed into her and began thrusting quickly, sliding easily into her due to Linda's large size stretching her wide. While I felt inferior to Linda, it wasn't near as bad as it had been before when I had seen Kim endure other people's prowess. No, this was just right. Linda stretched Kim out because Linda was a special kind of specimen that could balance two worlds - beauty and dominance.

"That looks tasty," I heard Linda say behind me, and suddenly I felt her hands spread my buttcheeks. For a fearful moment, I thought she might ram her cock inside of me, and for another moment, though more sexually caved in, I wished she did. But no, instead, I felt her wet tongue gently licking me.

"Ohhh!" I cried out, my ass clenching. Her tongue was hot and wet, and I could feel it probing my asshole. It sent a strange jolt of pleasure through my body and made me tremble and moan. I wasn't sure if it was what she was doing, or if it was because it was so taboo, but either way, I found myself liking the sensation of her licking me. Again, I had experienced it before, but it was simply different when it was Linda, someone whom I was very attracted to, and her lusting after me.

Linda pushed her tongue into my tight hole, and began slowly fucking my ass, her tongue probing deep inside of me, exploring my depths. It felt incredible. I moaned and shivered, my whole body tense and hot. Linda moaned, her hot breath on my ass. She licked and sucked at my ass, pleasuring me in a way that I had never thought possible.

"Oh god!" I moaned, my head spinning and my knees buckling. Linda's tongue worked wonders, and it wasn't long until I felt my orgasm approach. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum."

"Good," Kim moaned, her own eyes glazed over, rocking against my desperate, intense pounding. "Give me that cum!"

I let out a groan and tensed my abs, forcing my shaft deeper into Kim, spearing my cum inside her, as I shuddered violently, the intensity of it catching me entirely by surprise.

"God," I groaned, hearing and obscene squelch as Linda slid out from my cheeks. "That was intense."

I collapsed onto a chair, panting heavily as Kim giggled at how messed up the two of them had made me. I came so hard I felt like I was a shell of a man, merely breathing while life seeped its way back into my pours.

I didn't even have to say anything as Kim got down on her knees, crawled over to where I sat, and wrapped her lips around my softening cock, slurping me clean. It was an incredible feeling, watching my sexy Latina wife on all fours, doing her duties in cleaning me up. And even better when Linda, who hadn't finished yet, took position behind Kim, aiming her cock at Kim's pussy, and with a loud grunt, shoved inside of her.

"Oh god!" Kim cried out, her voice muffled by my dick.

Linda grabbed Kim by her hips and began fucking her hard and fast, chasing her own release. She was relentless as she hammered Kim, her balls smacking against Kim's ass. I watched with rapt attention as she slammed her big, thick, veiny cock in and out of Kim's tight hole, making her moan and gasp. I knew she said she would pull out, but as I was still slightly out of it, I found myself hoping that Linda wouldn't. I wanted her to dump her load deep inside my sexy, fertile wife. To claim her as hers, to show that her genes would trump mine and impregnate her, and then me tasting her load inside of her. It was filthy and taboo and degrading, and yet all I could do was wish to see my sexy wife impregnated by my potent lover.

"Fucking slut," Linda growled as she picked up speed, her body slapping loudly against Kim's, both of them sweating and panting. "Take that fucking cock."

"Y-yeah," Kim gasped. "Fuck me! Fuck me!"

I didn't understand why this was such a big turn-on for me. Maybe because Linda's potent virile cock was superior to mine and would render my genes as second class, or maybe I wanted Linda to take what was rightful hers as the better lover. Was my cravings to submit that bad?

"God," I groaned. "This is so intense..."

"You like seeing me fuck her?" Linda asked, grinning, slowing her strokes but now smashing the entirety of her member into Kim. "Seeing me destroy her? Knowing that I'm claiming her, that I'm making her mine, and that you can't do anything about it?"

"Ngh, guh," Kim mumbled, but as her eyes were rolling back, we could all tell that she was loving every second of it.

I nodded. "Y-yeah, fuck. It's... really... hot..." I couldn't form a sentence at the moment, my eyes transfixed on Linda's fat, veiny cock pounding into my wife, splitting her open, destroying her, claiming her, marking her as her own. "D-don't... stop..."

Linda grinned at me. "Don't worry. I won't."

She grabbed Kim by the hair, pulling her upright, wrapping her hand around her neck, and held her in place while she fucked her. Linda grunted and growled as she fucked her, clearly enjoying herself. I could tell she was getting close, her thrusts were getting shorter and faster. I watched, mesmerized as her cock plunged in and out of Kim, her balls tightening and straining. I could practically see the veins bulging from the tension and strain.

"Oh, fuck, the look on your face when, ugh, when I fuck your wife," Linda grunted, looking at me with full adoration. "God, it's so good. So, fucking, good."

She let out a low, guttural groan and began to shudder violently, her legs quivering.

"Don't worry," she muttered. "I-I'll pull out soon."

I groaned as I watched her continue to pound my wife. Her movements were erratic, her breathing was short and ragged. Her cock was pulsating wildly inside Kim. If she were to pull out, she had to do it soon. I knew I should say something, that later I'd regret not doing it, but the thought of her filling Kim up with her cum, marking her, was too hot for me to even consider stopping her. I wanted to see her do it. I wanted to see her do it so badly.

What surprised me was the fact that Kim didn’t seem to react. She hung her head and took it. Did she wait for me to react? Did she want this as much as I did? How crazy is it that Linda was the only one who was using her brain? Both her brains, apparently, as she was able to be sensible while railing a very lustful Kim.

"Just a bit longer," she grunted, her body shaking and her eyes squeezing shut. Her cock twitched violently. She was getting closer. "I'm almost there... almost... I'm gonna... I'm gonna..."

Linda let out a loud groan, her whole body tensing up as she finally pulled out of Kim. Her cock pulsated, throbbing and twitching as it spewed its load all over Kim's ass and back. Thick ropes of cum shot out of her cock, coating Kim's skin with sticky, white fluid. It was so hot watching her cum like that, seeing her release her load all over my wife's body. It was incredible, and the sight made me feel all kinds of things inside. I just watched, wide-eyed and transfixed as she continued to fire her cum all over Kim's back, her semen streaking over the dark skin of my wife's tanned body, like a painter covering a canvas. She groaned and moaned loudly as her orgasm ran its course, her cock still twitching wildly, splattering almost glowing white cum all over my wife.

"Fuck," I whispered as Linda began to slow her stroking.

Linda chuckled softly. She stroked her cock a few more times, the last of her seed landing on Kim's lower back. Then she stopped. Her cock was still semi-hard and glistening.

"I guess the office is officially broken in," I chuckled, earning a laugh from the others.

"Luna will complain about the smell, no doubt," Kim said with a knowing smirk. The exhibitionist in her struck again.

*

'come on, be a good slut for me and let me fuck u i nhte office,' Alex wrote a few days later, still adamant about wanting to rail me in Josh's own territory. It was such a filthy thing, and as I stared at my screen in my small gaming office on the top floor at home, I felt a chill run through me at the idea of the whole thing.

'we'd get caught so quickly,' I wrote back, shaking my head in disbelief. I was still recovering from Linda and Josh double-teaming me in the very same office. Though, it was in the common room. Still, my body was sore.

Apparently, the janitor had let know Josh that she wanted double pay if she was expected to clean the sort of filth we left behind. When Josh relayed the message, I was both embarrassed and thrilled. The thrill and shame only fed my sexual appetite and the subsequent desire for more. 

Perhaps that's why I was so weak when Alex wanted his share. As if he was owed any. The fact that he thought so only stoked the fire inside, and with the rest of the household busy during the daytime, I was home alone.

'come on kimmy, let the milk man deliver,' he wrote with a smiley face emoji.

I snickered. This dude had some seriously interesting thoughts sometimes. He thought he was such a big shot and that I'd immediately capitulate and do whatever he said, but that was precisely what turned me on about him. Caving to his wishes was such a rush.

'i'm working, so is josh,' I typed, letting him know the company offices were occupied.

'excuses,' he wrote, sending a gif of a big-boobed anime girl shaking her head. 'let's say... tonight 8 pm? and i'm not asking you, kim, i'm telling you.'

It was insane and risky, but I found my breath shortening, the excitement too great, and as the time approached, I started to prepare myself. At least Josh got to have his fun with me before Alex would.

'okay, but we have to be quiet,' I wrote, biting my lip as I waited for his reply.

'of course,' he wrote back, followed by another gif of a smug anime girl. 'pick me up later, then we can head to the office when ppl have left.'

I didn't even reply to that, feeling my face flush hot as the plan took shape. This was crazy, but it also felt good. If I got caught, I didn't have any defense. I risked it all by being this reckless. But Josh trusted me, and if I got caught I knew he'd forgive me. He'd be embarrassed and upset, but he'd forgive me. He was that kind of guy.

'fine,' I wrote, still feeling butterflies in my stomach.

Alex sent me a gif of some anime girl smiling and clapping her hands. 'send me a pic,' he wrote.

I frowned. 'what kind of pic?'

'you know what kind of pic.'

I felt the butterflies turn into a storm inside of me as I took a picture of my bare ass. I knew he wanted that. 

'zach approves of ur hot booty,' Alex wrote. My heart skipped a beat. Wait, he showed it to Zach? Of all people?

'Zach?' I asked, but Alex didn't reply. I had to ask him when he got here. It felt... weird that he did that. If Alex was a douchebag, then Zach was the master of douches.

Butterflies fluttered in my stomach as I sat down at my computer and started to work. It was difficult to concentrate, but I managed to get a few things done before it was time to pick up Alex.

The drive to his place was awkward, and he was already waiting outside when I pulled up. He had a stupid grin on his face as he hopped into the car and looked at me. "Hiya, Kimmy."

"Hey," I muttered. "Why'd you show Zach that pic?"

"What, bro doesn't deserve a nice view?" he joked.

I snorted and rolled my eyes. "He's an asshole. And what will he thinks when he sees you have a picture of my ass sent to you by me?"

"That you're a slut," he said matter-of-factly. "Isn't that the point?"

I felt myself blush. "Yeah, I guess..."

"Look, I owe him a favor, and a rizzler always keep their shit together," Alex said with a shrug. 

"Besides, I got a fine gyatt, I gotta brag a lil' bit, you know."

I hated the way Alex spoke, using both lingo that was completely stupid, and also sort of demeaning, but like a broken record, caving to such an idiot had me feeling more turned on than I probably should be.

I nodded. "Well, whatever. Let's just get this over with."

Alex grinned. "You know, we don't have to go straight to the office."

I frowned at him. "No?"

He shook his head. "Motel. I owe Zach a favor and bro has nagged on me like a bitch for a long time, giving me brain rot."

"What kind of favor?" I asked cautiously. "What does that have to do with me?"

"You'll see. But I finna put him in his place a lil bit too, no cap," Alex said. I wanted to throw up from his slang, but I also found myself worried about what the hell he had planned.

"What? Why?" I asked, trying to hide the worry in my voice. "What are you planning?"

"Bruh, don't worry," Alex said dismissively. "Drive."

While I wasn't sure what he had planned, Alex had helped me with my OnlyFans content the last week. He was pretty good at making sure my face was out of frame, or to make sure I couldn’t be identified, and even had some great cheating-related titles for some of the videos, so in some weird way I convinced myself that I owed him. It didn't make any sense, but there I was driving him to a motel.

The motel was pretty seedy. I parked the car in the parking lot and looked over at Alex. He had a smug grin on his face and gave me a wink. "Come on, Kimmy. And bring your phone, we can film for your page," he said.

"That's your plan?"

"No cap," he replied. "You can't wait to feel full again, can't you?"

I sighed heavily but then climbed out of the car. Alex went to the lobby, returning shortly after with keys to room 12. The room was a dingy, cheap motel room with two twin beds and a small TV. There were two doors leading to the bathroom and a closet, and it smelled slightly of mold and dust. I immediately sneezed as Alex closed the door behind us.

"Zach should be here in about five minutes," he said.

"He knows I'm here, right?" I asked, feeling very uneasy.

"Yeah, bro, don't worry," Alex said, taking a seat on one of the beds.

"Alex, what is going on?" I asked though I was plenty sure what was about to happen. 

These two douchebags wanted to tag team me or something. The thought made me feel sick and embarrassed, but at the same time, I felt my cheeks flush and my pulse quicken. I'd let Josh and Linda, would I let two assholes too?

The thought of being used as some kind of object or tool to Alex to make good on something he owed Zach, mixed with the thought of two men lusting over me, using me, it was all so degrading and humiliating, yet I couldn't stop thinking about it.

"What do you think is about to happen?" Alex asked. "You're not that dumb."

"You're gonna let Zach fuck me," I muttered. "To pay for a favor."

"Yes, that's right," Alex said, nodding slowly. "You're not entirely dumb. I knew there was a brain in there somewhere."

I glared at him.

"Come on, Kimmy. You love it," Alex said. "Just let it happen. Don't fight it."

I gulped. The door opened, and Zach stepped into the room. His face lit up when he saw me, and he smirked.

"Hey, Kim," he said, nodding at me. He seemed a bit surprised to see me, but that went away fast. "Josh can't keep you satisfied, huh?"

"What? No, it's not like that!" I exclaimed. "Josh is doing great!"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm sure he is," Zach said, waving dismissively. He was closing the distance, and Alex was standing up from the bed. This was happening. Right now.

I felt my heart racing as Zach approached me. He leaned in, his breath hot on my neck, his hand groping my ass. I shuddered as he squeezed my butt, his fingers digging into the flesh.

"You ready to get fucked, Kim?" he whispered.

I gulped and looked away, blushing deeply.

"Yeah, she's ready," Alex said, chuckling. "Now hurry up and get to fucking. Time is money, bro."

"Relax," Zach said, grinning smugly at me. He couldn't believe his luck, it seemed. I had no idea what Zach knew or thought, but right now, he was a man who needed his needs fulfilled.

I wasn't even fighting as Zach undid his belt and let his trousers and boxers fall down, his cock springing free. It wasn't as massive as Alex's or Josh's and was probably one of the smaller cocks I'd had. But the fact that it was Zach, who always talked big, and also being forced to service him, it was such a rush.

"Fuck, you're so hot," he muttered as he began stroking himself. "You know, I've been thinking about this since we first met. You're a fucking fine piece of ass, Kim."

I blushed deeply. I hated how much he turned me on by degrading me like this. I wanted to be angry and upset, but the situation was so intense and such a rush, I could barely even hear his voice. All I could think about was how hard his cock was and how good I would feel having it inside me.

"Get on your knees, slut," Zach growled. He grabbed my hair and yanked me down. I winced as I fell onto my knees in front of him. His cock was right in front of my face, and I could smell the musky scent of his arousal. I gulped. My mouth felt dry.

"Zach, fuck her mouth," Alex said, letting his sweatpants drop to the floor. Zach was pretty insecure, so I guess he didn't notice that a bigger cock was present.

Zach grinned. "Open your mouth," he commanded.

I did as I was told. He grabbed my head and pulled me towards his crotch, his cock pushing past my lips. I gagged as he forced my head down, his cock tasting bitter and salty on my tongue. My eyes watered as he shoved his dick deep into my throat. He was relentless as he used me, fucking my mouth and throat. I gagged and choked as he forced his way down my throat, his cock pulsating and twitching against the walls of my throat.

"Fuck, you're such a good little slut," he groaned.

I moaned around his cock, feeling like such a whore. It was so wrong, yet it felt so good. I loved being used like this. I loved the feeling of his cock in my mouth. I loved how he treated me like a piece of meat, like an object. I loved every second of it.

Alex knelt behind me, groping my ass and spreading my cheeks apart. I could feel his cock rubbing against my pussy, teasing me. "You ready for me?" he asked.

I couldn't answer, Zach's cock was still buried deep in my throat. 

"What the fuck? You were meant to find a girl for me," Zach complained.

"Heh, you better not complain when it's this one. It's Josh's wife after all. Mr Big Shot," Alex chuckled, pushing into me while demeaning my hard-working husband.

"Fair enough," Zach chuckled. "To think his own wife is such a fucking whore."

Alex laughed as he started thrusting into me. I moaned loudly around Zach's cock as Alex filled me with his length. It felt incredible, having them both inside me at the same time. I was so full, and I loved it. I loved being used like this, I loved being their dirty little whore, I loved how they were using me like a cheap slut.

Zach grunted as he shoved his dick deep into my throat. I gagged slightly, but he didn't stop. His balls slapped against my eyes as he used me. My fingers dug into his thighs as I tried to keep up. I felt Alex thrusting harder, pushing me against Zach's cock. The feeling of being used and degraded made my pussy tingle, and I knew I was going to cum soon. 

But without failure, Alex pulled out at the worst moment. "Don't hold back on her," Alex said, leaving my dripping pussy desperate, and getting up from the bed.

"Don't worry," Zach chuckled, walking around the bed and taking Alex's place, and with a rough tug, he shoved himself inside me. "I'll give her the fucking she deserves." 

"Oh god," I moaned, grabbing at the sheets beneath me.

Zach grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head, leaning forward and trying to kiss me. I turned my head away, not wanting his tongue in my mouth. Zach just laughed and kissed my neck instead, biting and sucking on my skin, no doubt leaving marks. I moaned, unable to stop myself from enjoying the feeling of being used by two eager men on a mission to conquer every hole I had.

"I can't wait until when I see Josh again, knowing I fucked his wife," Zach grunted, pounding away at me. "Fucked her so good and so well."

"Mmhmm," I moaned as I rocked against his thrusts, my whole body burning with arousal. He was so good at what he was doing. I couldn't help but love it, the pleasure building up inside of me.

"You like that, don't you?" Zach growled, biting down on my shoulder. I yelped in pain and pleasure. Was this how he slept with Amanda when they were dating? Or did he just treat me like this because of how Josh had embarrassed Zach? Josh had even fucked his ex, so I guess getting one back at Josh through me, it'd sort of be the ultimate fuck you. "You like being fucked by a real man, don't you?"

"Oh, yes!" I moaned, lost in the sensation. "Yes! Yes! Yes!"

"Fuck, take that cock, Kim," Zach growled. "You take my big fucking cock so fucking well. You're such a fucking whore. You love having a cock stuffed in your tight little holes, don't you?"

"Yes! Yes!" I cried out as he continued fucking me. My whole body tingled as he continued his assault. I could feel my orgasm building inside of me. It was so fucking intense. "Fuck, Zach! Fuck! I'm gonna cum!"

"Yeah, you are," he growled, his cock twitching deep inside me.

"Don't cum in me," I grunted, a fleeting reminder swaying past my mind as I felt Zach grow more clumsy in his fucking. In my peripheral, I could see Alex move my phone up to film us from the side. We'd have to blur this out later, for sure, as this fuck was probably the lowest I had gone.

"Shut up. You don't tell me what to do," Zach panted, slamming into me with each word. "I'll cum wherever the fuck I want."

"Get off," Alex said, not really coming to save me from a mistake. He had other plans. "Straddle Zach. I wanna fuck your ass while you ride him."

Zach got off me for me to straddle him, but as Alex took position behind me, he quickly spoke up. "Wait, won't I be able to feel your junk?" Zach asked, worried as his insecurities were showing.

Alex chuckled and slapped my ass before reaching over and picking up a bottle of lube. He didn't even bother replying, as he didn't really give a shit about Zach's insecurities, which I also didn't care much about, but Zach was the kind of guy who needed constant affirmation of his masculinity.

"Hey!" Zach complained, but Alex just ignored him.

I let out a long moan as Alex started to prep my ass, inserting a finger and working me open. He added another finger and started to move them in and out, stretching me. As I was being prepped, Alex leaned down and started to kiss my neck, moving his lips up to my ear.

"I love how tight you are," he whispered. "It's so hot knowing that Josh never gets to experience this side of you. He's never gonna know what a dirty fucking slut his wife is." If Alex only knew what I had done at the office he wanted to fuck me at. Still, I moaned as Alex's words sent a rush of excitement through me. I loved being called a slut, being degraded. There was something about being used and discarded that turned me on.

I looked down at Zach and smirked as Alex continued to fuck my ass with his fingers. "Yeah, I love being a dirty fucking slut," I moaned, seeing the amazement on Zach's face. "He has been working all day and has no idea the train you guys are running on me. I've never even tried getting fucked both in my ass and my pussy at once."

"Heh, Josh is such a fucking loser. You need a real man to fuck you properly," Zach said, shaking his head.

I almost laughed. Zach wasn't a real man. I wasn't even sure why I accepted fucking him. It seemed to amuse Alex, who was my source of extramarital fun, so I went along with it. Still, having these two dudebros both railing me while filming a cheating video, it was so, so wrong.

And so when I felt Alex's large cock press against my ass, I welcomed it with incredible anticipation. Alex pushed into me and I let out a long, satisfied groan.

"Holy fucking fuck," Alex moaned as he slid inside of me. "I love this ass."

"Oh, god!" I screamed as Alex's cock bottomed out. "FUCK! So full! I'm so fucking full!" Now I was actually grateful Zach wasn't the biggest. I could only imagine if it was Toby and Alex. I'd never walk again!

Zach grunted, a look of concentration on his face. "Shit, I'm getting close, too," he mumbled, closing his eyes and starting to move his hips.

I closed my eyes as the two gym bros started alternating their thrusts into me, finding a rhythm where I was never without a cock inside. I was full, and it was glorious. "Fuck! Oh fuck! Fuck me!" I screamed, overwhelmed by the sensations. My legs trembled as both cocks started slamming into me. It was like heaven. My entire world was consumed by the feelings of pleasure coursing through me. It was unlike anything else I had ever experienced.

Zach grunted again and I could feel him get harder inside me. "I'm gonna fucking cum," he moaned.

"Oh, god, me too!" I screamed, unable to contain myself. I was lost in pleasure. I was losing all control. My body shook uncontrollably and my head spun. My vision blurred, and everything started to fade away. My eyes rolled back, and I felt my whole body seize up as the first of many orgasms hit.

"Oh fuck. Fuck. FUCK!" Zach groaned as he came inside me, shooting his load deep into me. The sudden warmth in my nether regions only intensified the sensations. My whole body convulsed in response. My eyes clenched shut and I screamed, overwhelmed by the intensity.

I opened my eyes and watched Alex give his usual sly smirk as his eyes locked with mine while he continued thrusting into me. "Fuck," he mumbled. "I can't last too long, I'm getting close. I'm gonna need you to suck my dick."

I blushed deeply, biting my lower lip as Alex got out of bed and stood up. I climbed out of bed and dropped down next to him, grabbing his shaft and guiding him into my mouth.

"Holy fuck!" Alex exclaimed. "Oh fuck yeah! God, I'm so fucking close!"

He continued pumping into me, moaning and panting. He grunted and slammed into my mouth a few more times before letting out a long growl and exploding in my mouth. He kept going, always unloading such big and thick forceful spurts. 

It took a good few rounds of spit roasts and reverse cowboys before they got tired. They had cum so much, covering me in semen, and leaving me dripping wet, used, and messy. It felt odd being so at ease with their presence now, and how comfortable I had become being just a wet hole to these men. Was I in too deep now? It was just such a thrill.

"Damn," Alex gasped, laying flat on his back while I stopped the recording. "That was fucking awesome."

"Mind if we stop by the office?" Alex asked. "So you can look at that contract?"

"What?" I mumbled, too tired to think. "Contract?"

"Yeah. For my job," Alex said.

"Anyway, I need to go, guys," Zach said.

"See you," I muttered, not even bothering to look at him. I rolled my head over and looked at Alex. "I'm too tired. Can't we do that some other time?"

"Nah, let's just get it done," Alex said, throwing my clothes at me. I let them fall onto my sweat-soaked body, the stale scent not exactly flattering. But as a slut, that might not matter. "It'll take less than five minutes."

I sighed heavily, but after getting dressed, I followed Alex out of the room and out to the car. 

"I'm not sure Josh will approve of this," I said. "And I'm not sure he'd want to have you work for the company."

"Yeah, yeah," Alex said dismissively. "Just get us over there, Kimmy."

I rolled my eyes but drove over to the company office anyway. I had no idea how I'd explain this to Josh, or why I was even doing this, but Alex had been nice to me lately, and he was a very helpful friend. Sure he was an asshole who fucked people's wives, but still, I wanted to help him out. I guess I'd just say he needed money, and we could use the help. And that would be it.

We parked outside the building and walked inside. The lobby was empty, except for a few cleaning personnel and the janitor who glared at us. Or at me, I should say.

"Would you be opposed to... dominating Josh?" I asked, blurting it out before I knew it. I hadn't expected it to come up in our conversation, but it did. After another threesome with Linda and Josh, I was dying for Josh to take a cock one way or the other. It was an urge, a need, that I couldn't explain.

"What do you mean?" Alex asked as we got on the elevator.

Alex raised an eyebrow at me, curious. "Why?"

"Well, you know, I just think it could be fun if you... or someone... well, took charge of him. For someone to show him who's boss or however you'd justify it."

"Are you saying you want me to fuck your husband?" Alex asked, a smile tugging at his lips.

"I don't know," I said, blushing slightly. "I think it would be fun if someone made him their little bitch, if it makes sense. He's so big and perfect, and I have this weird urge to see him being dominated. Like, humiliated and put in his place."

"Is that so?" Alex asked, his eyes roaming over my body. But he didn't say anything beyond that. But he didn't say anything beyond that, leaving me wondering what he was thinking. "So which office?"

Luckily, there was no one around the common room when we stepped onto our floor. osh had left a few hours ago, and it was a Friday, so most people had gone home early. The cleaning crew was probably downstairs, but I didn't think anyone would be up at this hour. We were all alone. 

If I wasn't so freshly fucked, perhaps Alex and I could hook up... However, perhaps we could do that either way. My little inquiry about whether Alex would be up for the idea of fucking Josh had gotten me all hot and bothered.

"Alright, where is it?" Alex asked.

"Right here," I said, gesturing to the glass doors. Alex followed me into the room, and I closed the door behind us.

"So, you ready to give me a job?" Alex teased.

I laughed, walking up to Josh's office, keys in hand. We always locked our floor, but also each individual office. So far, we'd never had a problem with people stealing stuff, but you never knew. I suppose Alex was stealing something now that he was here with me.

"Give me a moment," I said, entering Josh's office.

Once inside, I went over to his desk and took a seat, opening the top drawer where he kept his files. We had recently gone on a hiring spree, despite what Josh apparently had told Alex, so the forms should've been close to the front.

"This is a very impressive office," Alex said, looking around. "How did you guys afford a place like this?"

I had lately been sort of justifying my fling with Alex as something I did to get my extramarital and naughty sex fix without hurting Josh. It was risky and stupid, but we'd gotten away with it so far. Now, I was here in the office. Likely about to have Alex fuck me over my husband's desk. 

Did I feel bad about this? Was that something I should care about? I mean, I guess if Alex started spreading this around town it might look bad on Josh, but if it was kept private? Maybe this wasn't so bad. Or was I kidding myself? Alex hadn't had the best track record of keeping his affairs secret, I mean, he included Zach after all.

"Hmmm," Alex said, walking over to the desk, and looking at the papers that laid there. Likely nothing important, as Josh was careful like that. "Well, I can think of a few things we can do on this desk."

I looked up at him, smiling. "You can?"

He grinned. "Oh yes. So many things. I bet I can knock you up right here."

"Mhhm, you sure?" I knew it was all dirty talk, as I had ran that risk a few too many times already in LA and with Linda, but it got the juices flowing regardless.

"Yeah," Alex said, leaning down and kissing me softly. "I'm going to try. You'd like that? You love being naughty, don't you?"

"Yes," I moaned, wrapping my arms around him. "I love being naughty."

Alex kissed me again, his hands roaming over my body. He pulled me up from the chair and moved us around so that he could bend me over the desk.

"Now, let's fill these forms," he said, handing me a pen. "And then I'll fuck your brains out."

"Mhhmm," I moaned, starting to fill the paperwork. It wasn't hard to do. Just some standard information about salary, benefits, some details Alex had wanted me to put in, etc., but the whole time Alex was behind me, his hands roaming over my body, squeezing my ass, and sliding up under my shirt.

"You're such a good girl," Alex said, kissing my neck. "Filling out all these forms for me."

"Yes," I moaned, leaning back against him.

"Such a good little slut," he continued, his hands moving over my breasts. "I'm going to enjoy fucking you."

"Yes, please," I moaned, arching my back and pushing my ass into his crotch. I could feel his hardness pressing against me. "Please fuck me."

"You want my big cock in your pussy?" he asked, squeezing my breasts.

"Yes," I moaned. "I want you to fuck me."

"Just sign first," Alex whispered, holding me close.

"Okay," I sighed, trying to concentrate. It was hard with Alex's hands all over me. But finally, after a few minutes of struggling with the paperwork, I was done.

"There we go," Alex said, taking the papers from me. He quickly scanned over them and then signed them as well with a knowing smirk. "Alrighty then. I'm a proud employee, sales rep, of Calhoun Holdings now."

"Yay," I said, turning around and smiling brightly at him before lowering myself toward the floor.

Alex grinned and pulled out his cock, stroking it a few times before placing the tip against my lips. I opened my mouth, letting him slide inside. He groaned and pushed deeper, hitting the back of my throat. I gagged slightly, but I knew what to expect now and was able to take him without too much trouble.

"That's right, suck my cock right here in Josh's office," he moaned, grabbing my hair and forcing me to take more of him. He was celebrating his victory, getting the job, and the access to a steady income stream, so I closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment.

Alex kept a firm grip on my head as he pumped his hips, fucking my face slowly. I loved the feeling of his thick cock sliding between my lips. I felt his balls smack lightly against my chin and tasted his salty precum. His scent was everywhere.

His look was ice cold and determined, watching me with those cold, dark eyes as he used me like a cheap whore. There was something about the way he looked at me that sent shivers down my spine. It was like he didn't even care about me, like he saw me as just a hole to be filled. It made me feel worthless and dirty, but it was such a thrill at the same time.

After a minute or two, Alex tensed and, to my surprise, as I thought we were going to fuck, came in my mouth. His cock pulsed, pumping warm, salty sperm into my mouth. His hand gripped the back of my head tightly, pulling my face closer until I gagged and nearly choked on him. When he finally loosened his hold, I fell back, coughing and gasping for air.

"Awesome," Alex said, more to himself than me. In fact, he was eyeing the contract. I wasn't sure what it was, but I was getting a sinking feeling something wasn't right about this whole scenario. "This is some premium shit."

"Alex...," I started but trailed off as he was buckling his belt. "Wait, aren't we going to–"

"Nah. I got what I wanted," Alex said casually. In fact, I wasn't sure I heard right. What? Did he mean–

"Wait, you promised you'd fuck me," I said, realizing how much of a dumb slut I sounded. 

Alex looked at me with a stupid grin, chuckled, and started buttoning up his shirt.

"Alex!" I barked. I got up and moved towards him, but he got out of the way. "What the fuck?"

Alex didn't seem concerned, laughing as if I was a mere nuisance to him. Just then did the pieces fall into place. He never was interested in me. He just wanted to get a win over Josh and get a healthy job while he was at it. And here I was thinking I had found a fun new playmate.

"You fucking prick!" I yelled.

"Oh come on," Alex said, rolling his eyes. "I can't be the first guy who's fucked your brains out and then left you hanging."

"Why?" I asked, feeling like a complete moron. "I thought we had something. You used me!"

"Of course. You're a shameless whore. All you need is a fat dick in you and you'll do anything," Alex said. "Like I said, I wanted a job. Now I got one. Trust me, I can do a lot better than you anyway."

My jaw dropped. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me. You're not that great. Sure, you look good, but you're easy as fuck. I mean, seriously, it must really suck for Josh to have you as his wife. But whatever, sucks to be him I guess. Though, I'm guessing he'll never hear any of this? I mean, if you tattle, you'll have to admit you've let me fuck you as much as I wanted."

"Alex, you can't do this," I said, my voice cracking.

"I already have. Now, if you'll excuse me," he said, walking over to the door, "I need to go."

"Alex," I cried out, grabbing his arm. His smirk faded immediately.

"Don't fucking touch me," he hissed, yanking his hand away from me almost in disgust. I even winced myself, feeling small and worthless. "You don't get to touch me. Seriously, it really sucks to be Josh, doesn't it?"

"Alex, please," I begged, tears welling up in my eyes. "You can't leave."

"Yes, I can," he said, opening the door. "And I am."

And then he was gone.

The door clicked shut, and I was left alone in Josh's office. Tears were streaming down my face as I realized what I'd done. I had betrayed my husband again. I had let another man fuck me. And not just any man. Alex!

I sank to the floor, sobbing. I felt stupid. I felt used. I felt like a complete and utter fool. But more than anything, I felt ashamed. How could I have been so naive, so reckless? How could I have let myself get caught up in this mess? What would Josh say when Alex shows up to work? What had I done?!

"Oh god," I whispered, burying my face in my hands. This was a nightmare. This was a disaster. Why was I like this? Why did I do this? Why was I such a slut?

I sat there for what felt like an eternity, wallowing in self-pity and despair. My mind raced as I tried to figure out what to do next, but nothing came to me. I was completely and utterly lost.

*

"What brings this little slut here?" Amanda said with a wide smile, not realizing just how true those words were, letting me into her apartment. "Long time, no see, Kim."

Feeling like I had nowhere else to go, as Josh, Linda, Luna, they all had a very justifiable reason to judge the shit out of me for how stupid and naive I had been. Normally I'd turn to one of them, but this had happened all behind everyone's back so I couldn't. Besides, Amanda had always been a source of guidance before, so I hoped she would see past that we hadn't talked in half a year and help me out…

And she listened to me. Me on her couch, her on a chair by the kitchen table, looking and studying me. From how I had fucked up with both Luna and Linda, how I had blown Vincent, how Alex had made a move on me only to trick me into hiring him. How dirty and stupid I had been.

And then I told her about when I got stuffed in by Zach and Alex at the same time, letting them both cum in and on me so many times. I couldn't even fathom which of my actions were worst.

"You what?!" Amanda barked, surprising me with her anger.

Zach was after all her ex, so I guess with all I had told her that she had plenty of reason to judge me. I knew she cared for Josh in her own way too. Everyone loved Josh, while I just slept around, the dumb whore.

"Alex set me up because he owed Zach a favor... and I didn't think about it and agreed. It was like him being a sleazy guy acted like an amplifier to why I shouldn't but why I would sleep with him," I said, trying to explain this, though when I said it out loud it made no sense.

Amanda stared at me for a moment, and I felt even more guilty. Not only did I cheat on my husband, but I had broken one of our fundamental rules: we were there for each other. I had ruined him sexually, and now I had gone behind his back with not one guy, not two guys, but three guys.

"Kim, you cheating slut," Amanda said. But she didn't sound like she was teasing me. This was her opinion of me. That I was a cheating slut, plain and simple. And the worst part was that she was right. 

But one thing is to say it about yourself, another is to hear someone else say it. I had been heartbroken for the most part, but now I was starting to feel a small hint of anger. I hadn't come here to be ridiculed, I wanted to fix this. 

"Do you have any idea what kind of relationship you're fumbling? Do you have any idea how many girls would murder us both to be his willing little breeding fiend?"

"Don't think I know that?" I asked. "I love him! I want to fix this. I hate that I fucked up, I just need him to see my side of things... maybe he'll even like it with time, but I... I just need to fix this."

"Oh, shut up, Kim," Amanda scoffed, waving her hand at me. "You say you love him? Then let him go on his merry way and find someone else? You're bad for him. Or each other, if that makes you feel any better."

"Pff, what, you think you'd be better?" I said, feeling myself suddenly angry. Sure, I loved the teasing and the idea of someone stealing Josh, but in reality I never wanted to leave him or him me. 

I never really felt jealous, but I never felt like someone would make a better partner for him than me. Sure there was this threeway thing we were experimenting with Linda, but Linda wasn't really a girl like me. He always forgave me, which was why he was such a great guy. I just had to... not do something stupid, and perhaps with time try and ease him into letting me... I wasn't sure what I even wanted.

"Do you know how easily I could've stolen him from you?" Amanda asked coldly. "All I'd have to do is to remind him what you are, and then what he is. And then appreciate him. Thoroughly."

So here it was. The truth! What gave Amanda the audacity to think she was superior to me? How many times didn't she cheat on Zach? Her true colors were shining. She just wanted Josh for herself! But that wasn't going to happen. Josh would always love me! Amanda was just jealous of what Josh and I had.

"Yeah? Is that right? Then if it was so easy, then why haven't you?" I spat back with more venom than I realized. 

"Don't flatter yourself, it's not because of you," Amanda said, getting up from her small kitchen table. "I love Josh as a friend. Sure, with time we would likely learn to love each other romantically as well, but... I don't want to stay in the way of the person I've already ruined so much for. She doesn't deserve me doing that to her."

"Who? Linda?" I asked in slight disbelief. "Amanda, you have no idea what you're talking about. We include Linda, sure, but Josh will never leave me. Not for someone like her."

Amanda narrowed her eyes. "You will lose hard to Linda," she said, not really responding to what I had said. "You will lose so fucking hard. Linda is dominant, which we both know Josh caves to very easily. But she's also a genuinely good person like he is, and she will seek to empower Josh. You just put him down, hurt him. And I would probably call you a good person too, but even that is up for debate. You're a slut. A cheating whore who would rather have her cunt stuffed with cock than be loving and devoted to her husband."

I shook my head, not believing what I was hearing. This was Amanda, one of the few people who knew me. One of my few friends. And with her track record, how dare she?!

"Didn't you bully Linda for her entire fucking childhood and up to, like, a year ago?" I barked back. "You and Zach? Who, by the way, you were never faithful for anyway?!"

"I'm not pleading my case, honey," Amanda shot back. "I know what I am. It's not me you gotta worry about. I'll... never have Josh." Amanda turned away at that, looking out of the window. I could see a certain amount of sad regret on her otherwise perfect face, but right now I didn't care. "I don't deserve it. She does. It hurts just thinking of what I have done to her. After I've grown to know her better, it's..."

"You're talking about Linda again?" I asked, crossing my arms. "She's such a good little girl, isn't she? All innocent and shit? Fuck, she had no problem fucking in front of Josh and then rub it in his face, smirking at him. After everything he has done for her, that's how she paid him back. And besides, all of this, any of it, I never experimented with anything until Josh wanted to try new things! I was perfectly happy!" I wasn't. I was bored, I was insecure. Through sex had I found value, and it sort of escalated and got out of control from there. But I didn't want to face that, not now.

Amanda let out a long sigh. "Okay. I'm calm. You're a cheating slut, and I'm no better. But you have to see that you're hurting him by how you behave." Amanda turned to face me. This talk had turned into quite something else than I had imagined. Perhaps I had naively thought that she would console me, tell me what I was doing could be fixed. Instead, she was throwing cold water over my face.

"If you love him, Kim, you have to either go to sex-rehab or whatever the fuck, or let him loose. It's perfectly fine that you're discovering who you are, your sexual nature, and all that, but in the process, you're just hurting Josh. Is he nothing but a punching bag to you? Because if so, then why are you married to him?"

"Because I love him!" I barked.

"Then start fucking acting like it!" Amanda barked back.

"Fuck you! I don't need this shit from you. I came here because I thought I could get some help," I said angrily. "It’s not for you to judge me."

"Kim, I don't give a shit about you," Amanda said, giving me a crooked smile. "You're dumb as shit and the most self-centered person I know. You think the world revolves around you. You think you're entitled to have your cake and eat it too. Josh is my friend, and while I've been a shitty person my entire life, I'm learning how to get better."

"Boohoo, you're just sad because you're alone now, and the one attribute you got going for you is starting to fade!" I almost shouted back at her. Amanda was blessed by all the gods with a godlike figure. An ass permanently juicy, yet fit. Perfectly sized, strutting breasts. Blonde hair. Not so much anymore. Her boobs were slightly larger and I could tell she was pudgy. "I'm out of here!"

Amanda looked away in what I guess was either embarrassment or shame. For a moment, I felt bad, but not for long as I stormed out.

"Good. I'm tired anyway," Amanda muttered.

*