Time for another massive story that ran totally out of control because I really enjoyed writing the setup lol. Hope y'all are in the mood for a big one! And in the mood for some femboy fun!
Entirely unaware of the madness waiting for him inside his home Isaiah slid out of his truck and wiped the sweat from his brow, desperately looking forward to a quiet evening at home after the long, miserable day he'd had at work. The sun was only just starting to disappear behind the horizon and the unbearable heat he'd been working in still hadn't gone away. And thanks to conveniently busted AC he'd had the pleasure of working construction all day in the sweltering summer sun only to sit in traffic in that same misery for the better part of an hour. Knowing the sun wouldn't actual set for another coup;le hours at the very least certainly didn't brighten his mood as he trudged up the driveway shirt in hand and sweat rolling down his broad, muscular shoulders.
But the thought of seeing Hana again put a smile on his face even without the promise of some big surprise. In fact he'd all but forgotten about whatever surprise she was planning despite leaving home wondering excitedly what it could be. But that morning's breakfast felt like a lifetime ago and remembering the conversation they'd had during it was downright impossible! Hell after baking in the oppressive heat for as long as he had it was a miracle he had enough brain power to think at all. Let alone remember a conversation from ten hours earlier.
Sliding his key into the lock and pushing open the door Isaiah immediately sighed as a wave of cool air washed over him. Despite knowing how much the AC cost to run he couldn't help but smile at the relief flooding through him. And at the thought of his wife turning it on for his comfort, “I'm home!”
His voice carried through the empty house as he stepped into the entryway and he kicked off his dirty boots before his wife's beautiful voice rang out, “I'm in the bedroom! I'll be out in a second!”
“Take your time baby!”
Suddenly remembering the surprise she'd teased him with Isaiah let out a chuckle as his mind instantly veered down all kinds of different theories and fantasies as he hobbled into the kitchen. Though if he was being honest with himself just seeing her walk out of their bedroom naked would've been fine with him. And if she was offered a nice, cool shower at the same time he'd have to make up a whole new word to describe how much he loved her. Of course he wouldn't say no to some sexy lingerie or anything else she might cook up. Especially after opening the fridge to find a freshly made jug of sweet tea waiting for him. Almost all the sweaty, uncomfortable frustrations of the day started to fade the moment he poured himself a glass and took a long, hearty gulp.
Nearly draining that first lgass in a single mouthful he set the cup down with a loud sigh and leaned against the counter, staring off into space with a faint smile. And his smile only widened when his wife called out to him from their bedroom, “How was your day honey?”
“Hot.” He called back, “But it's looking a lot better now!”
“I made some sweet tea for you! It's in the fridge!”
“Yeah I already found it! And it's amazing, like always!”
“Thank you! I didn't have time to make dinner but I stopped by the store on the way home and picked up some more of those protein bars you like!”
“Oh they finally had more in stock?!” Practically leaping across the kitchen and throwing open the doors to the pantry Isaiah grabbed one of the six boxes waiting for him front and center, “I love you so much!”
Hana giggled at him but still didn't emerge from the bedroom, simply shouting back, “I love you too sweetheart!”
Almost repeating himself a few seconds later as he opened one of the bars and ate half of it in a single bite Isaiah moaned in utter contentment. All he needed was a long, cool shower and his life was just about perfect. Though he did have to restrain himself just the tiniest bit after finishing his first bar and grabbing another. After going without for close to a month the temptation to eat them in a few days was almost too great to ignore. But after devouring a second one and looking down at the box to see only eight left Isaiah managed to control himself. At least with the protein bars. Nothing in the world could stop him from drinking straight out of the jug when he returned to his sweet tea. Particularly when Hana wasn't around to get on his case for doing so. And since he didn't have the slightest clue when she might come out he had no choice but to gulp down every last drop like he was trying to put out a fire inside his stomach.
The soft click of a door opening, barely audible over the hum of the AC, punctuated his gluttony and he set the jug down on the counter just as his wife said, “Sweetheart? Could you come in here for a moment? I need your help with something!”
All but certain he knew what her special surprise would be Isaiah tossed the empty jug into the sink and hurried down the hall to their bedroom, eagerly removing his dirty work pants and even stripping out of his underwear as he did. Completely naked by the time he reached the door he grabbed the handle and threw it open in a burst of giddy excitement, “You know I love to help a―w-what the hell?!”
Standing near the foot of their bed dressed in exactly the sort of lingerie he'd imagined Hana looked nothing short of absolutely gorgeous. She looked gorgeous no matter what she wore bu seeing his plump, beautiful wife dressed in lacy red stockings with a sheer negligee falling down her soft belly and a pair of panties that left nothing to the imagination was beyond compare. It was the kind of treat that left him weak in the knees and drooling like a cartoon character. She'd even let her long, silky black hair down to frame her adorably round face, one dark eye completely obscured. But nothing hid the almost lascivious smile lighting up her normally sweet expression.
And it wasn't hard to guess why she was grinning so wickedly. Just as it was utterly impossible to truly drink in the sight of his breathtaking wife standing there basically naked when she wasn't the only person in the room, “Surprise!”
Stretched out across the bed in a similar set of lingerie was a slender yet remarkably curvaceous young man no older than twenty four. Maybe twenty five at the most. The sheer white fabric of his outfit beautifully contrasted his warm brown skin while hugging every last inch of his undeniably shapely body so tightly it was practically painted on. His remarkably feminine face was painted in makeup that perfectly accentuated his striking green eyes and full, luscious lips without distracting from the rest of his incredible beauty. Like the curls of his dark brown hair falling around and yet delicately tied back above his face in a carefully maintained and thoroughly elegant style. But even more striking than that was the unmistakable bulge straining against the panties hugging his wide hips. Alongside his noticeably flat chest he painted quite a striking figure as he leaned against the bed Isaiah shared with his wife, delicately crossing his legs and letting out a soft giggle as he looked Isaiah up and down without any hint of embarrassment or discomfort.
“What the hell is going on?” Isaiah gasped, frantically covering himself as their guest smiled at him with the exact same lewdness as his wife.
Several weeks earlier...
Hana eyes fluttered open as the enticing smell of bacon wafted into their bedroom through the slightly opened door. Smiling at the heavenly aroma for all of a second as she stretched out across their bed she instinctively reached out to Isaiah only to find his side empty. Realization crashed down on her like a lightning bolt as she lurched upright. A quick glance at her alarm clock instantly confirmed her suspicions and she scrambled out of bed an instant later. Not even bothering to get dressed she rushed into the kitchen completely naked, all at once annoyed and amused and quietly thrilled to find her husband standing in front of the stove in nothing but his boxers. His back might've been to her but she hardly needed to see what his was doing to understand what he'd done. And to stomp towards him in an irritated little huff completely undermined by her smile.
“You turned off my alarm again!” She exclaimed.
“Yes I did.” He replied, glancing at her for a moment as he pulled one of the frying pans off the lit burner, “And you're just in time for breakfast!”
Grinning at her without so much as a hint of contrition he pushed a few slices of bacon onto the plate conveniently sitting next to the stove and right in front of where she was standing before serving himself too. Hana glared up at him with what she knew was little more than a smile, watching her man finish doling out the eggs and toast and even the orange juice before finally commenting.
“I'm supposed to make you breakfast!”
“Then I guess you should've woken up earlier.” Isaiah laughed, trying to hand Hana her plate.
When she just folded her arms and continued to act angry despite how much she loved his little gestures her husband shrugged and set her plate back down. A moment later he set his down too and turned to her, “So it's gonna be like that huh?”
“I'm supposed to make you breakfast!” She repeated, her facade cracking faster than ever.
Nodding along as she spoke and folding his thick, muscular arms for a moment Isaiah almost seemed like he was actually listening to her. Or rather like he was playing along with her silly, deliberately played up outrage. Then he lunged at her with a wild grin, “Guess we'll have to do it the hard way!”
Before she could even uncross her arms Hana was swept right off her feet and thrown over his shoulder, “ISAIAH!”
Wrapping one arm around her waist while she desperately clung to him he scooped up their plates with his free hand and carried both her and their food to the dinner table, “I didn't slave all morning over a hot stove so you could refuse to eat!” He laughed.
She might've kicked her legs and even beat her fists against his gorgeously muscular back but Hana couldn't have stopped grinning even if she wanted to! Especially when her man set their plates down on the same side of their little square table. And when he sat down a moment later he slid her off his shoulder and onto his lap with a knowing grin, wrapping his arms around her while she wrapped hers around him too. And for a few moments their food was entirely forgotten as they lost themselves in one another and the loving little kiss they shared.
They broke apart a few seconds later and Hana didn't waste any time expressing her true feelings, “You didn't have to make breakfast again.”
“I know.”
“But thank you for doing it.”
“You're welcome.”
He kissed her on the cheek and she pulled him into a tight hug before both of them finally turned to the food that'd caused their little 'fight' and started to eat. Compared to how it started the rest of their morning was about as mundane as it could be. At least as mundane as anything could be while she was sitting naked on her husbands lap for a good twenty minutes! Sadly they didn't have time to do much more than think about all the ways they could really enjoy that wonderful situation. Isaiah had to get ready for work and Hana had to make his lunch for him. Though fortunately for them neither task entirely pulled them away from one another. She certainly didn't need to spend too terribly long packing up his meal.
Which meant Hana had plenty of time to ogle her man from the doorway to their bedroom. Even after a decade of marriage and several years of dating before that she was completely enamored with how handsome he was. His massive frame and broad, manly shoulders. How muscular he looked without even trying. Just the way his arms bulged and tightened as he dried himself off in front of the closet lit a fire in her stomach and sent a shiver rolling down her spine. And she absolutely adored watching rivulets of water rolling across his deep brown skin, especially when he looked back at her with a knowing smile and casually dropped his towel. Hana couldn't help but bite her lower lip and let out a soft giggle. The sight of his toned, borderline thick ass never failed to leave her thinking the most perverted thoughts imaginable. Thoughts she sadly couldn't act on until he came home. Though that didn't stop her from voicing a question that flickered through her mind as she watched him.
“Do you remember that porn video we watched a little while ago?”
“You're gonna have to be more specific than that.” Isaiah laughed, pulling on a pair of underwear and cheekily snapping the band against his skin.
“The one you really enjoyed.” She replied, smiling at him and doing nothing to hide her arousal.
Much like her husband as he towards her, showing off just how much he appreciated the sight of her soft, naked body, “Oh you mean that Jean Hollywood one?”
“Yeah...”
“What about it?”
“What about that one was so exciting for you?”
“You asked me that after we finished watching it.” He remarked, slipping into his work pants and grabbing a shirt from the closet, “I still don't really have an answer. It was just... I don't know... really hot.” Isaiah paused to think about it for a moment before pulling on his shirt and adding, “And why are you talking about it like you didn't enjoy it too? From what I can remember we both had a lot of fun that night!”
Between the eager tone in his voice and the wild eyed smile lighting up his face Hana couldn't help but match his grin and smile at those memories. “I definitely enjoyed it, but not as much as you did. I'm not sure we've ever found a video you liked so much!”
“Yeah maybe not... that one was something special...”
Hana watched her husband collect his socks before stepping into the bedroom and grabbing his freshly cleaned work boots. As she set them down beside him she leaned against the dresser and said, “You really don't know what was so amazing about it?”
Isaiah thanked her with a kiss on the cheek and sat down at the edge of their bed, pulling on his boots and shrugging, “I don't know... I guess I just really like femboys!”
His tone was light and jovial but Hana didn't quite share his joking attitude. She was much too busy fixating on the questions that'd been percolating in the back of her mind every since they watched that video, “Do a lot of guys like femboys?”
“I have no idea. Do you want me to ask the guys at the construction site?” He teased.
Scoffing at him and rolling her eyes Hana pushed herself off the dressed and approaching him, “I'm being serious!”
“I know you are. But I don't have an answer for you. Maybe we'll just have to watch more of Jean Hollywood and performers like him and find out!”
Before she could respond Hana was pulled onto the bed, her husband's massive hands wrapping around her wrists and yanking her on top of him. Without even thinking she wrapped him up in a giddy little kiss he seemed all too happy to share. And when they broke apart she softly whispered, “I think I'll take you up on that...”
“Yeah?” Suddenly rolling her onto her back and pressing himself even deeper between her legs Isaiah brushed a few hairs out of her face and teasingly remarked, “How about I take the day off and we get started right away?”
Wanting nothing more than to say yes but keenly aware he couldn't actually follow through with that suggestion Hana nonetheless slid her hands across his chest and said, “Let's save all that for tonight...”
He kissed her again but pulled away before either of them could linger too long and give in to their less helpful urges, “That sounds like a great plan to me...”
Pulling away and lifting her onto her feet as he did Isaiah gave her another, smaller kiss before slipping out of her grasp and turning away to grab the rest of his things. Hana collected whatever he invariably forget and followed him out of their bedroom, “When do you think you'll be home?”
“Shouldn't be much later than the usual time. Why? Not sure you can wait all day?”
“I never can.” She replied.
Flashing her a wide grin Isaiah collected his lunch box and snuck a little peek inside, “They're still out of protein bars huh?”
“I asked the manager about it and she says they haven't received any shipments in a while.”
“Oh man, I hope they're not getting discontinued or something.”
“Do you want me to check the other grocery stores? They might stock them in one of the places on the other side of town.”
“You don't have to go that far out of your way!” Isaiah assured her, slowly making his way over to the front door with Hana in tow, “Even if I wanted you to waste a bunch of your time spending all that money on gas is just dumb!”
“I can call ahead and check before I drive all that way.” She remarked, taking his jacket off the rack and rising to the tips of her toes to help him put it on.
“Nah don't waste your time baby,” He replied, turning towards her again and casually draping his hands on her hips, “I'll manage without them.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, it's fine! And besides, you've got research to do!”
“I do?”
They both leaned in for a goodbye kiss and when he pulled away Isaiah simply said, “I'll see you tonight!”
Instantly realizing what he was talking about Hana smiled at him and excitedly replied, “See you tonight!”
“I love you.”
“I love you!”
After one last kiss Isaiah forced himself out the door before he could linger too much longer and Hana was left standing in the entryway, already missing her husband. “Research huh...” She said to herself, “I guess I have a little time before stores start to open...”
Though she was no stranger to browsing porn she'd never spent an entire morning looking watching a flood of different videos. And when she did take a trip to the seedier sides of the internet she'd never done it for anything other than gratification. On her own or with her husband. But now she was checking out video after video and even finding her way into entirely new places on her silly little quest to figure out what'd excited Isaiah so much about an extremely feminine man. A question that quickly evolved into what excited so many men about femboys. She couldn't really say why it was such a growing fascination but with a few hours to kill and a burning curiosity to sate there really wasn't any reason to avoid indulging herself. Particularly when the rabbit hole just seemed to go deeper and deeper the longer she perused various websites.
“Wow... men really like femboys... I had no idea they were so popular!”
While part of her could certainly see the appeal of a soft, feminine man it was kind of entirely outside her personal interests. She'd always preferred bigger, more muscular men in just about every circumstance. Especially if she was watching a man and woman together. And when she was enjoying two, or more, men together she liked them all to fit that same mold. Obviously things were a little different when she was in a more sapphic mood but that was hardly relevant. The simple fact of the matter was she didn't entirely 'get' what turned her husband on so much and she really, really wanted to know. If for no other reason than to answer that question and get it out of her head!
And thanks to all her research she had plenty of things to show her man when he came home. Even after she was forced to shut off the computer and be a productive member of society again she must've bookmarked a good dozen different videos. Some featuring Jean Hollywood again and even more starring entirely knew performers. Though she made sure to find a whole breadth of content outside the single unifying theme of femboys, like group scenes and gangbangs and just about everything else she knew Isaiah already liked. That very first video had been a threesome between a more traditionally masculine man, a woman, and a femboy but Hana made sure to deviate from that as much as possible in her silly little quest for answers. Much to her husband's delight. He'd never been particularly interested in the kind of gay porn she liked but he was all about anything involve a masculine man, or several, with a femboy. Even more so than the other stuff! Which of course only left her with even more questions after they'd finished their unbelievably smutty evening.
So what'd started as a simple flight of fancy and a morning spent watching all kinds of porn turned into a bit of a crusade. Or at least that's what she liked to call it as she delved deeper and deeper into the mystery she was endlessly fascinated by. She didn't spend every waking minute browsing femboy related smut, nor did she encourage Isaiah to watch it with her every single day, but there was no denying she wasn't remarkably driven.
Maybe even the tiniest bit obsessed. Enough to delve into forums and a few other places she'd never, ever gone before. At first only to lurk and read comments and see if anyone had some perfect explanation for what seemed like such a contradiction. Particularly when she started stumbling across the unique brand of men claiming it wasn't gay because they were femboys. Not trans women or anything like that but out and out femboys. Isaiah might not have been that insecure about his sexuality but that hardly stopped her growing fascination! If anything it just made her all the more curious and she was quick to seize every chance to explore a little further. How could she not when it so often meant having passionate sex with the man she loved?
Even when it didn't lead to incredible nights of pure ecstasy with her husband Hana continued her admittedly silly research. She delved deeper into various forums and websites hosting entirely femboy related content. Hell she even checked out some of the personal accounts of femboy creators, occasionally sending them curious little messages as the days wore on.
Of course she never neglected all the things she normally did. And she never neglected to spent what little time she had with Isaiah on the weekdays. It was more like a fun little side project to keep dabbling in whenever she could. One that just so happened to involve hours and hours of watching various femboys having wild sex with an even wider variety of partners. And even started to include talking to some of those same femboys as time wore on. Although her motives for doing so were slowly but surely starting to change without her even realizing it.
“Would you ever have sex with a femboy?” She asked one night, cuddling up beside her husband as they both lay naked on the bed in a post ecstasy daze.
“You mean if we weren't together?”
“Sure...”
“Yeah... I think I would... I can't pretend I haven't thought about it once in a while...”
“Really?” Lifting her head up to rest her chin on his chest and stare at him Hana didn't even try to hide her excitement, “Even before we found that Jean Hollywood video?”
“Mmhmmm, but obviously those kinds of fantasies have been a lot more active now.” He said with a chuckle.
“Obviously.” Hana laughed. Laying her head back down on his chest and listening to his heartbeat she let her own thoughts stray into that same territory for the first time...
Somehow during all her research, and her endless fascination, she'd never outright imagined her husband with a femboy. In the past she'd imagined him with other women and they'd even roleplayed that scenario a few times but that was as far as her thoughts had gone. She might've strayed close to that when talking to him about it and sharing the many, many videos she found but only after that casual admission had something been unlocked inside. Her something she neither expected nor wanted to rein in. And she spent the rest of her waking hours thinking about it. Mentally replacing the countless men she'd watched with Isaiah and marveling at how much more exciting each scene was. While she'd already enjoyed what she was discovering quite a bit picturing her man having his way with some girly, desperately moaning femboy was something else entirely. A thought that quickly took root in the back of her mind and one that utterly refused to leave.
Soon enough she wasn't watching all those videos, reading all those forums, and even talking to a handful of femboy creators solely for 'research'. Or perhaps more accurately she wasn't pretending that was her sole motivation. How could she when the simple thrill of picturing the man she adored atop some gorgeous little little femboy turned her on like few things could? It was almost like someone had flipped a switch in her head as the days marched on and she worked herself up into a bit of a frenzy indulging her fantasies as much as she could. And when her husband was around she did whatever she could to indulge his as well.
Obviously she couldn't exactly roleplay a slender, cross dressing man with a bubble butt and a cock but that didn't stop her from doing anything else. From asking him about his interests while they were watching porn together to coaxing him into telling her everything he wanted while she was teasing and playing with his cock. But no matter how thrilling that might've been it would never be enough to put out the fires raging between her legs.
Only one thing could satisfy that need and it wasn't exactly something she'd done before. It was barely even something they'd seriously talked about. But in spite of that there was enough groundwork already laid for Hana to justify trying. Part of her knew she might be going a little too far with it but the rest was either too worked up to care or too confident she knew how Isaiah would react to seriously question herself. And with the vague, overarching justification of answering her burning question and satisfying her research she didn't have any reason to reconsider. Or if she did she never bothered to acknowledge it as she starting looking for a femboy to invite over. Someone she could watch her husband with and fulfill quite possibly her most perverted fantasy yet. Not to mention fulfilling one of his fantasies too!
“Surprise!” Hana exclaimed, rushing towards her naked husband and sliding an arm around his waist as she excitedly gestured to their guest, “Say hi to our new friend!”
“Valentina,” He cooed, his voice sultry and feminine as he slid off the bed and sauntered towards them both. Holding out his hand and slowly looking Isaiah up and down he softly added, “It's a pleasure to finally meet you!”
Too stunned to respond Isaiah took Valentina's hand and shook it out of pure instinct, still covering himself as he did. Practically vibrating with excitement beside him Hana watched them touch for the first time and sucked in a ragged little breath as she said, “I bet you weren't expecting such a beautiful surprise!”
“Oh stop, you flatter me!” Valentina giggled, clasping his hands against his chest and beaming at Hana for a moment.
“What the hell is going on?” Isaiah asked against, looking down at his wife while their guest flashed him a coquettish grin, “Why did—how did—what the hell is going on?!”
Frowning just the tiniest bit Hana rubbed her husband's chest and looked from him to Valentina and back again as she said, “I invited our friend over so you—so we could finally indulge the fantasy we've been talking about so much!”
“And after your wife showed me a few pictures of you I was more than happy to be your first.”
“I don't even know what to say... those were just... we were just... I never thought we'd actually go through with any of it...”
Totally overwhelmed by it all Isaiah didn't even know what he was feeling. There was no pretending the sight of Valentina didn't get his blood pumping and his head spinning in all the right ways. Just like the sight of Hana all dressed up for him. But at the same time he'd honestly never thought about sleeping with someone else. Not seriously at least. It'd just been a fun, silly little fantasy. The kind of thing that really turned them both on any time it came up. Part of him was almost made at his wife for springing something so big on him. But at the same time he couldn't help but adore her for being willing to try such a crazy thing even after all the times they'd talked about it. Even if he found himself more reluctant than anything else.
“Does that mean you don't want to do it?” Hana asked with a hint of surprise in her voice.
“No.” The word had left his mouth before he could even think about what he wanted and both of his gorgeous companions smiled even wider, “I just don't... I-I never thought this was... that something like this would happen...”
“We can start off slow...” Valentina cooed, taking a step close and clasping his hands behind his back as he teasingly bit his lower lip, “You don't have to split me open right away...”
Isaiah couldn't help but shiver at those enticing words. And as he took a shallow breath he breathed in the sweet, unfamiliar scent of Valentina's body. That thrilling mixture of natural musk and perfume he'd only ever known with Hana. Suddenly basking in another person's essence was more thrilling and terrifying than words could describe.
“And I really want to see you split him open...” Hana added. Her words pulled his attention back to her and he was momentarily taken aback by the intensity of her smile. He'd certainly seen that wildness before, more times than he could count, but never under such crazy circumstances. “It's all I want...”
“Are you sure?” He asked, glancing at Valentina as another shiver rippled through his body, “This feels like a really big step...”
“It is and yes, I'm sure! I've never been more sure of anything in my life.”
Her words were almost too stunning to comprehend even as they washed over him. Isaiah could only stare at his wife in disbelief, nervously glancing at Valentina every few seconds as he waited for someone to say something. Or for his nerves to subside, his mind absolutely racing as he tried to wrap his head around everything that'd happened. And everything that was about to happen. But he didn't really get a chance to make sense of it all. Hana's soft, trembling fingers stole away any hope he had as they slowly closed around his wrist.
A moment later she was pulling his hand away from his groin, wordlessly revealing a little glimpse of what Valentina had already glimpsed when he first walked in. But she didn't pull away his other hand or even say anything to her man after she'd moved the first. She just guided his strong, calloused fingers between her legs and inside her amazingly wet pussy without any hesitation at all. And she immediately let out a soft, breathy moan as he slipped inside her, shudders coursing through her entire body as a trickle of warm rolled down her inner thighs. Isaiah looked at her with a mixture of admiration and amazement while she just smiled up at him with that same perverted grin. Though his attention was quickly pulled to their guest as Valentina giggled, sinking to his knees and licking his iips as he grinned up at both of them. All of a sudden Hana wasn't the only one shivering as both husband and wife looked down at the gorgeous little slut kneeling in front of them.
“How about we start with a little foreplay?” He suggested, one hand drifting up Isiah's thigh while the other closed around his wrist. “I've been dying to suck a nice... hard... cock...”
“Oh my God...”
Instinctively resisting Valentina's efforts for a second or two Isaiah gave in before long. It wasn't so much a conscious thought as an inevitability. Between those tantalizing words and Hana standing beside him quite literally trembling with excitement he couldn't have done anything different. It simply didn't occur to him. And he was immediately rewarded with a breathy moan as their companion lit up even more.
“Ohhhhhhh yes!” Eagerly wrapping a hand around Isaiah's thick yet still swelling cock he cupped his balls with the other and noisily licked his lips with an almost hungry look in his eyes, “It's so much bigger up close!”
Just about collapsing under the weight of her excitement Hana could barely stay on her feet as she watched someone else touch her husband's cock. As she watched Valentina slowly stroke his length in long, smooth motions. Everything about the way he moved and the unabashed lust lighting up his beautiful face was the most thrilling thing she'd ever witnessed! At least until she looked at her husband and saw his pleasure, saw his stunned amazement mingling with a growing desire as his cock throbbed and Valentina teased him for a little while longer. She knew he was still a little nervous about what they were doing and everything that came with it but getting to see his arousal slowly overtake those fears was more exciting than even her wildest fantasies. And getting to see that unfold while listening to the soft, wet schlick of someone else's hand slowly smearing his precum all over his shaft was perfect.
Maybe even better than perfect. She truly didn't know where to look or what to do as she stood next to her man. But that didn't stop her from bouncing back and forth between them while she furtively grinded against his fingers. They were barely even moving against her sensitive inner walls but that didn't matter in the slightest, just having something to unleash her ecstasy upon was enough. At least for the handful of seconds Valentina spent moaning and giggling as he slowly brought Isaiah to full attention. After that nothing in the world could've satisfied Hana as she watched their gorgeous companion lean in close.
Smacking his lips as he lifted Isaiah's cock up to his mouth Valentina looked at them both with the most giddy smile they'd ever seen and softly whispered, “You'd better hold on to something big boy!”
Those words had barely escaped his lips before they were wrapped around the head of Isaiah's cock and sliding all the way down to the base in a single ferocious stroke, “Ohhh fuck!”
“Oh my God!” Hana squealed.
Unable to respond with words Valentina simply let out a long, throaty gurgle as he swallowed all seven inches of Isaiah's dick with remarkable ease. Spit might've drooled from the corners of his mouth and his tongue might've sloppily licked at his balls while his eyes rolled back in his head but he didn't seem to have any trouble at all. No matter how much his throat distended around the fat prick now buried deep in his gullet. He even slid his hands around Isaiah's waist and cupped his firm yet juicy ass, practically holding him in place as he deepthroated his prick with a gleeful abandon neither of his partners had ever seen. And of course throughout it all Isaiah was absolutely overwhelmed by pleasure and the sheer amazement of what was happening. Even as he stared down at the gorgeous little femboy throating his dick he couldn't quite believe it was actually happening. Like it was some kind of crazy dream he'd wake up from at any moment. But somehow it wasn't a dream, somehow it was actually his life taking the wildest turn imaginable.
Another amazingly sloppy gurgle filled the air as Valentina slid backwards, a perfect lipstick kiss left around the base of Isaiah's cock. Gliding all the way back to the tip of his lover's prick as his cheeks sank inwards and his tongue glided around every delicious inch he released his swollen head with a wet pop soon after. Giddily stroking him with both hands for a few seconds Valentina moaned with the kind of unbridled abandon that drove just about anyone crazy. An eager little gasp tumbled from Hana's lips at the same moment her husband cried out in pleasure. And a moment before the unapologetic slut making him groan started sucking his cock all over again. But as much as she would've loved to watch both her man and the femboy sucking them off she could only focus on one gorgeous sight at a time.
Until she clumsily pulled away from husband entirely, wordlessly staggering towards the bed and all but collapsing onto their mattress to enjoy them both at once. And by the time she'd pushed herself upright and spread her legs apart to play with her unbearably sensitive pussy Valentina was already at the base of her husband's cock.
He planted another big, wet kiss before immediately withdrawing, stroking every last inch emerging from his lips with one hand while the other eagerly massaged his balls. Isaiah looked at her for a moment or two, his expression even more shocked, before his attention was pulled back to the cock loving minx bobbing along his shaft. And even if she'd been the jealous sort Hana couldn't have blamed her man for looking down at the dusky eyed beauty slobbering all over his prick. Everything about the way Valentina moved was downright hypnotic!
Effortlessly bouncing back and forth along a cock Hana had been genuinely intimidated by when they'd first had sex he was nothing short of a complete force of nature. From the way his cheeks caved in around the fat, wildly throbbing dick constantly gliding balls deep into his throat to how messily and ferociously he moved his tongue he was a sight to behold. Compared to the videos she'd discovered him through he was a thousand times more sexy. But the fact that he had the love of her life's dick in his mouth certainly helped! Hana had never seen anyone else with Isaiah and she'd never realized how much someone's throat bulged around his shaft. How far it distended every time his balls gently smacked against Valentina's chin. Just as she'd never really seen how hard his muscles tightened or how strong he looked as he tensed up. When she was sucking his cock she'd only ever looked into his eyes or stared at his face!
But now she could see everything. She could bask in all those gorgeous details normally hidden from her and desperately rub her clit as she watched her man's face twist and contort. He'd never looked more adorable as he stood there like a statue, all his muscles trembling as groans and whimpers tumbled from his lips. And when he finally grabbed Valentina's head several minutes into the lewdness she couldn't help but moan in utter delight.
Barely hearing his wife's pleasure but somehow basking in it all the same Isaiah grabbed two massive fistfuls of Valentina's elegantly curled hair as he struggled to stay on his feet. Constantly teetering back and forth between disbelief and utter joy he couldn't even begin to wrap his mind around the pleasure assailing his senses. Waves upon waves of ecstasy crashed through his body and ravished what little was left of his exhausted mind. Adrenaline was pumping through his veins in a constant surge and yet after the day he'd had not even that could keep his brain functioning. But the rest of him? The rest of him was kept upright by the eagerly smiling femboy sucking his cock.
Moving with a passion no man could bear for long Valentina was absolutely flying up and down his cock before too long. Maybe a minute after they'd started he was gurgling and sputtering and making some of the most perverted sounds Isaiah had ever heard. The kind of sounds he'd only ever experienced in porn! Actually hearing them in real life as he watched a femboy he'd met a few minutes earlier worship his dick was far too much for him to handle. He did his best to last as long as he could out of some haphazard notion that it was expected of him, never once considering him cumming was exactly what his wife wanted. Hell what Valentina wanted too. But luckily for both of them Isaiah didn't have a chance in hell of outlasting the giddy slut working his dick and massaging his balls with a ferocity that bordered on the maniacal. Maybe under different circumstances he could've lasted a bit longer but after three uninterrupted minutes of ecstasy he was at his limit. And by the time they were approaching a third he couldn't hold anything back.
“I-I can't—I c-c-can't—I'm gonna cum!” He groaned, “I'm gonna cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuum!”
In a fit of pure instinct and reflexive habit he tried to pull out of his lover's throat. Tried to give him the same messy facial Hana loved so much. But before his hips could move more than an inch Valentina wrapped his arms around him, cupping his ass and pulling him right back inside in a burst of toe curling ecstasy. A moment later Isaiah was hunched over his gorgeous companion and groaning like some wild animal as balls tightened and his cock pulsed with a relentless abandon. Load after thick, gooey load sprayed into the depths of his partner's belly, all but flooding his stomach directly, while he was left to shudder and shake as ecstasy crashed through him. And his wife was left desperately grinding against the open air as she rubbed her clit and struggled to keep her eyes open. Her pleasure might not have been as strong as his but it was completely overwhelming nonetheless.
Both husband and wife were utterly lost in the pleasure as he absolutely flooded their lover's belly with cum. Every shudder that rippled through his body was another jet of warmth sprayed deep into Valentina's throat and every breathless moan she let out was another layer of perversity heaped upon the insanity they'd found themselves in. Neither could so much as look at one another while he was left cumming so hard his head was spinning but neither forgot about the other. If anything the constant, lewd reminders prolonged their joy.
He loved hearing her gasp and grunt like she did whenever she was lost in the throes of ecstasy. She loved seeing him tense and shiver as he pumped Valentina full of jizz. And they both adored one another as they sank even deeper into the incredible circumstance they'd found themselves in. All the while the third member of their little trio gurgled around his dick and smiled in genuine delight.
Utterly refusing to pull away even as his lungs cried out for air and his back started to curl as his long dormant gag reflex was triggered by the fat dick buried in his throat Valentina was left shivering almost as hard as his companions. Constantly kneading and massaging Isaiah's balls he sucked out every last drop of cum he could get with as wide a smile as he could manage. As much as he adored a good menage a trois he'd never had the chance to be a good little cock slut for a man while his wife watched and basked in the depravity. And the simple thrill of playing that part for the very first time absolutely wrecked him! Even before his lover had finished flooding his empty stomach with jizz he was so worked up and eager for more he was absolutely praying they wouldn't stop at a blowjob.
His own cock was peeking out of his lingerie and absolutely basting his stomach in thick spurts of precum and he hadn't even touched it! He probably would've erupted just as ferociously as Isaiah if he did and if even so much as teased his unbearably neglected asshole he would've squirted like a busted hydrant in the blink of an eye. But like the good whore he was he didn't pay any attention to his aching prick or desperately twitching ring. He just continued to milk his lover's prick dry, sucking and slurping and gurgling on every last inch and endlessly playing with his balls as he did. And even after the flood of fresh, gooey cum had started to slow he was more than happy to slide back and forth along that gorgeous prick and slobber all over it. Valentina didn't even have to think about it. After a good five years of being the best whore he could be it was all instinct and muscle memory. So utterly reflexive his mind could've completely shutdown and he would've kept going.
Luckily for Valentina his mind was still very much active as he finally pulled himself off Isaiah's prick, gleefully stroking his softening length as he hoarsely whispered, “That was a good start cutie... but I hope you're done yet!”
“Not even close...” Isiah murmured, finally letting go of Valentina's hair as he slowly straightened again, “If that's all right with you baby...”
“Stop talking and fuck him!” Hana moaned.
Isaiah and Valentina grinned at one another for a moment before he pulled his companion to his feet, Valentina cheekily saying, “I guess we don't have to worry—”
The rest of his quip was cut short by a frantic squeal and a breathless moan as he was swept off his feet and carried towards the bed like a blushing bride. He barely had time to wrap his arms around Isaiah's broad shoulders before he was stretched out across the mattress with his handsome partner smiling down at him. And he couldn't help but glance at the beautiful woman now laying next to him, an almost incredulous smile spread across his face.
“He likes to do that!” She giggled, inching a little closer to them while Isaiah shifted above their companion.
“You never told me he was—”
Once again cut short, this time by a breathless moan Valentina's attention was suddenly pulled back to the man he'd momentarily ignored as Isaiah's lips wrapped around one of his dark, puffy nipples and his teeth bit down just hard enough to make him squirm. Suddenly he was holding on to Isaiah for dear life as his maddeningly sensitive body was completely ravished by the pleasure he'd been aching to feel since he first arrived at their home. And when one of his lover's enormous, calloused hands jumped to his other nipple he couldn't have stopped himself from crying out even if he'd wanted to. Nor could he stop himself from wrapping his legs around him. Wrapping his entire body around him.
“He likes to do that too!” Hana moaned, wildly rubbing her clit with one hand and fingering her pussy with the other.
Valentina didn't really have time to respond to that remark. Isaiah didn't give him a chance. Lightly rolling his tender nipple between his thumb and index finger he pulled and pinched and teased him so perfectly it almost unbearable! All the while his teeth were nibbling at his other bud and his lips were completely enveloping his entire areola as he suckled at his chest. And after how long he'd waited to enjoy even a morsel of the pleasure now assailing him he was so desperately overwhelmed he couldn't think about anything but himself. Despite knowing full well he was there to please the man so mercilessly tormenting him Valentina was at a complete loss. The best he could do was mindlessly grind against his lover's cock as it twitched and throbbed against his lingerie covered ass. And even that was only a by product of him grinding his cock against Isaiah's stomach.
“I-I-I thought he d-didn't know I-I was going to be-be here!” Valentina moaned.
“He didn't!” Hana cheerfully replied.
“Th-Then how does he-he know about m-my sensitive—”
“Let's just say I didn't pick you at random...” She cooed, inching a little closer to them and teasingly adding, “I hope you don't if things get a little wild!”
Before he could even think about responding Valentina was ravished by another wave of toe curling ecstasy as Isaiah's lips jumped to his other nipple. His fingers darted to the one he'd just been suckling and all that heady pleasure only continued to crash down upon him in an all consuming flood. Within a few seconds he was clawing at his lover's back and dragging his nails across every muscled inch, his hipe grinding and gyrating in an uncontrollable frenzy. Just the pleasure of someone constantly teasing and sucking his nipples would've been enough to drive him crazy but paired with the ecstasy of rubbing his aching cock against Isaiah's stomach? Of feeling those taut muscles grinding against his swollen head as he smeared them both in gooey loads of precum? It was a miracle he didn't completely lose his mind after a few moments! Especially as the wonderfully hard prick he'd been so passionately slobbering on a few heartbeats earlier pushed against his ass and slipped between his trembling cheeks to press the lacy fabric of his panties nearly inside him.
“Oh fuck!” Valentina moaned, “Ohhhhh fuuuuuuuuuck!” I-I-I can't take m-much more of-of this!”
Those words and the utter desperation behind them were music to Isaiah and Hana's ears. But while she couldn't do much more than frantically play with herself her husband was more than happy to push their guest right over the edge. Or at least that's what she and Valentina thought as pressed himself all the more tightly against him. His already wild movements quickened and the wet slurp of his lips across every tender inch of Valentina's nipples grew so much louder. Though not quite loud enough to drown out his desperate moans and increasingly more frantic grunts tumbling from his mouth. And soon enough that lewd cacophony was joined by soft, feverish smacks as he slammed his body against Isaiah, bouncing against him almost as fiercely as he grinded his cock against his stomach. Both of their movements were growing more uncontrollable by the second as all the veneer of control and sexy aloofness disappeared from Valentina.
And yet no matter how desperate he might've been in those heady seconds after his breathless words nothing could compare to the mess he turned into when Isaiah suddenly pulled away. When all that sweet, unbearable tension nearly reached it's peak only for the man responsible to suddenly vanish from his body. His lips disappeared at the same moment as his fingers and even his cock was nowhere to be found a heartbeat later. One moment Valentina was awash in pleasure and clinging to his lover with every ounce of strength left, the next he writhing against the bed in a fit of wanton need as his man nearly slid off the mattress entirely. But while neither he nor the woman who'd brought him there had any idea what Isaiah was planning they didn't have to wait long to find out. His massive hands wrapped around Valentina's legs before either of his companions had a chance to form a single syllable.
An instant later he was sliding across the sheets as Isaiah pulled him to the edge of the bed like a plaything. Valentina let out a delighted giggle that instantly turned into a moan as his legs were pushed upright and his companion slid his fingers into the waistband of his panties. Suddenly it was Hana's turn to moan louder than anyone else as she watched her husband remove someone else's lingerie and toss them aside. All the while draping his cock over Valentina's in a moment of tantalizing comparison all three of them couldn't get enough of.
Easily twice as thick and several inches longer his prick almost completely smothered Valentina's and the thick beads of precum oozing from his tip only joined the puddle already spreading across his stomach. And he even left his prick there for a few seconds as he draped his companion's legs across his chest and over his shoulders. Much to Hana's endless delight.
“Fuck me Daddy!” Valentina moaned, his face half hidden behind a curtain of tousled hair while he clung to the sheets above his head, “Fuck meeeeeeeeeeee!”
“Oh my God!” Hana moaned.
Looking at his wife for a moment or two, clearly working himself up to actually going through with such a crazy step, Isaiah turned his attention the mewling slut beneath him. A small, almost imperceptible not was his only response until he whispered, “Gladly!” a second later.
His hips lurched backwards while both Valentina and Hana moaned in utter delight. Leaving a gooey trail of precum smeared all across his lover's cock as he withdrew he pressed his tip against that tightly clenched ring waiting for him only to hesitate. Partly out of fear and partly out of sheer, unbridled excitement. He looked to his wife one last time and she flashed him an eager smile. All the while his would be lover squirmed and breathlessly whimpered as he waited for his dick.
Though still just the tiniest bit reluctant to do something that felt uncannily like cheating, even knowing it was about as far from cheating as could be, Isaiah couldn't delay much longer. Just feeling Valentina's puffy little entrance pushing and quivering against his cock was such a thrilling sensation he didn't have any hope of holding himself back. But he did still move with all his usual gentleness as he finally pushed forward. Only to be left completely amazed by how effortlessly the head of his cock disappeared into his lover's ass. How easily that madly trembling entrance parted around him, sucking him even deeper while his companions squealed in delight.
Valentina's ecstasy might've been far more palpable as he was stretched open around a gorgeously thick cock head, the rest slowly gliding into his ass and stretching him even more soon after, but Hana was every bit as overwhelmed as her counterpart. Frantically pushing herself upright and sliding to the edge of the bed next to her husband she watched every last inch of his dick disappear into Valentina. And she couldn't have been more thrilled by the sight. He wasn't pushing all that hard nor anywhere near as fast as she might've wanted but somehow it was still the single hottest thing she'd ever seen. Those few seconds seemed to stretch on for an eternity of toe curling pleasure entirely beyond what she could've imagined. Listening to both of them moan and watching Valentina's messy cock twitch and bounce into the air as he was filled with her husband's cock would be forever burned into her mind.
The sweet, musky scent of their bodies was so intoxicating it was genuinely hard for her to breathe as she hovered so close to them. And when she finally looked up at her husband's face the expression spreading across it just about sent Hana careening into a shuddering mess of pure bliss. Watching his handsome features slowly light up in a look of downright shocked ecstasy before he'd even finished that first thrust sent her body into fits of shuddering pleasure. Her fingers were a blur against her clit as her mouth fell open in a silent scream. Looking to Valentina only sent her careening to the edge even faster as she watched his eyes disappear into the back of his head as he gritted his teeth and arched his back. Just like he'd done in so many of his unbelievably sexy POV videos. But this time he wasn't being fucked some random hookup or whatever other fantasy he was trying to play to. This time he was being fucked by the love of her life. This time it was husband's cock gliding into his ass and splitting him open while he groaned like a wild animal.
“Ohhhhhhhh Goooooooooooooooood!”
Moaning louder than both of her companions put together Hana did everything she could to keep watching them as ecstasy finally crashed down on her in an all consuming wave. Keeping her eyes open as pleasure rippled through her body and overwhelmed her senses was one of the most difficult things she'd ever done but it was worth every agonizing moment as she bucked her hips and mindlessly played with her clit. Seeing her husband glide back out of Valentina's ass, seeing that puffy oval distend around his retreating cock, while she succumbed to her joy was a whole new kind of heaven. One she could hardly even fathom but one that absolutely ravished her all the same. Hana didn't and couldn't look anywhere else. The sheer effort of staring at that single spit where their bodies met was too much for her already, trying to lift her head and meet their eyes was simply unthinkable. Though part of her still basked in their grins all the same.
“I-I think she's enjoying this more than me!” Valentina laughed.
“Yeah...” Isaiah groaned, his eyes glued to his wife's beautiful body as his own tightened, “I had no idea she was so into all this!”
“You'd better give her a show worth remembering!” His companion teased, trembling around him and letting out a breathless whimper as his back arched even higher, “It's only fair...”
Finally looking at the eager slut beneath him, though still keeping Hana in the corner of his eye, Isaiah chuckled and replied, “It's only fair!”
Punctuating his words with a rough, powerful thrust he slammed his cock into Valentina's ass hard enough to rock the entire bed. And hard enough to send his eager lover bouncing upwards as a ripple of ecstasy tore through his goosebump riddled body. His frantic squeal joined Hana's eager moans as he was left to squirm and convulse in a sudden swell of abject delight. Whether by accident or some instinctive knowledge Isaiah managed to slam his massive, wildly throbbing tip against his g-spot with such unimaginable ferocity it stole his breath away. And before he had any hopes of recovering his man was pulling out again only to come plunging back inside him with even greater strength. Valentina had never been more at someone's mercy!
Squirting precum all over his stomach and even his chest as he bounced up and down along the sweat soaked sheets he was completely lost to Isaiah's whims. Utterly beholden to the crashing waves of pure bliss tearing through him one after another as his lover hammered away. Growing more and more ferocious with every thrust he didn't waste any time reaching the kind of wild frenzy Valentina had wanted from the very beginning. The same wild frenzy Hana had described to him in such wonderfully vivid detail when she was convincing him to meet them.
Yet for all her attempts and conveying just how well he worked his cock nothing could quite prepare Valentine for actually feeling it in person. Nothing could've braced him for the mind breaking ecstasy that was that fat cock pounding away at his tender prostate. Or how completely filled he was by such a thick, wildly pulsing dick. Let alone all those pleasures swirling together!
And the madness only continued to grow more and more unbearable by the second as everything compounded. As it all built into a truly maddening crescendo he couldn't hope to bear for anywhere near as long as normal. Even if Isaiah had done nothing but ravish his body and break his mind Valentina still would've lost himself in the bliss. But of course his companion didn't simply stop at that, no matter how easy it would've been. He knew Isaiah wouldn't stop at that despite his mind going completely blank as his head was devoid of all thought or coherent desire beyond an insatiable need for more cock as fast as he could get it. Though he never could've guessed how good that inevitable bliss would feel. Not until his lover was bending down over him and climbing onto the bed. Until he was squatting over him like some feral beast, his calloused hands pinning his knees against his chest.
What little air was left in Valentina's lungs rushed out in a giddy little wheeze while he could only smile up at the man looming over him. Even reaching out to grab his shoulders was completely beyond his ability as the simple pleasure of being bent and mounted like the slut he was stole away whatever strength remained. The best he could manage was weakly gripping the sheets above his head and offering a lewd, wild eyed smile as he waited for Isaiah to start moving again.
His wait ended barely a second after it started in earnest, his lover withdrawing every bit as roughly as Valentina could've hoped. But when he slammed back inside him the sheer, unimaginable pressure of his fat cock and the rest of his gorgeously muscular body weighing down on him was insane. That single stroke was almost enough to break him then and there, before he even felt his man's cock head slam against his prostate once more. And the shockwave that sent crashing through his body and ravishing his senses complete broke him. Any hopes he had of lasting long enough to feel his partner erupting inside him while he succumbed vanished.
He managed to suck in a tiny, ragged breath when Isaiah pulled back again, his quivering ring sputtering around his cock as he did, only to lose it all in another breathy gasp as he plunged inside him yet again. A hypnotic ripple spread through his plump, jiggling cheeks as their bodies collided so hard the meaty slap echoed throughout their entire home. Though only Hana could enjoy that incredible sight as she collapsed onto the bed beside them. She still played with her clit and even groped her breasts as she did but her efforts were far more restrained in the aftermath of her bliss. She didn't know when she'd stopped cumming and she didn't really have time to care. Because even in her near delirious state she could tell Valentina was about to explode. From the almost anguished look on his face to the way his cock absolutely raged he was moments from the kind of orgasm she'd watched him enjoy so many times before. All brought about by her husband mercilessly slamming into his sloppy 'boy pussy' every bit as ferociously as he'd fucked her in the past.
Luckily for all three of them Valentina didn't immediately descend into ecstasy riddled convulsions, instead he managed to last a few more seconds before sinking down into madness. Which meant a few seconds of Isaiah relentlessly slamming away at him like they were filming the most over the top scene they possible could. But there were no cameras recording them and nobody else watching except for Hana. Nobody else to enjoy the ball slapping madness as her man fucked a femboy silly, bouncing him off the mattress with pure abandon.
Confident his lover could take everything he was dishing out Isaiah didn't hold anything back. If any trepidation was left inside him it'd been completely buried under waves of pleasure. Under a deep, instinctive need to go completely wild and not stop until he couldn't last another second. And the longer his frenzy lasted the easier it was to just keep hammering away.
Everything about the tight, sloppily quivering hole wrapped around his cock demanded he thrust as hard as he could. And everything about the gorgeous slut laid out beneath him, squealing and groaning and staring up at him with that beautifully depraved look, guaranteed he couldn't stop. Part of him surely knew his lover was on the verge of collapse and that might've even pushed him on all the more but there was no room left in his mind for conscious thought. Just the ferocious rhythm of constantly and animalistically slamming into his lover like a madman. All but jackhammering Valentina he might've even fucked him just a little bit harder than his sweet, loving wife. Something she even started to notice in the moments before their companion finally lost his mind.
But any thought she might've given to that exhilarating difference was swallowed up by a single, delighted moan as she watched Valentina's back arch and his body tighten, “Oh my God!”
“Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!” Valentina groaned, his voice ragged and hoarse and completely unlike the sultry tone he so often employed. Yet all once perfectly in line with the unbridled slut he'd been turned into, “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck FUCK!”
Finally grabbing hold of the man ravishing him so sweetly Valentina's nails dug into Isaiah's shoulders while the rest of his body stiffened. Every last one of his muscles tightened at once, his inner walls squeezing the cock buried inside him so fiercely his lover couldn't help but pull out again. A moment later, just as Isaiah was slamming back inside him and hitting his prostate in another burst of pure ecstasy, he succumbed to his madness. He threw his head back and let out a long, desperate squeal as his body was completely wracked with convulsions. His back arched more harshly than ever before, his arms tremble, and his legs quivered in spasmodic fits as he utterly lost his mind.
Yet as gorgeous as the rest of his body looked nothing quite beat the the pleasure of watching his cock throb and pulse between his legs. Seeing his balls tighten as his length stiffened so ferociously it seemed like he was on the verge of completely exploding. Like he was trapped in an endless cycle of pain and pressure in the moments before he could fully erupt. And then, just when it seemed like he wouldn't bear another moment, his tip swelled and a particularly feverish shudder spread through him.
A fountain of pent up cum exploded from his pulsing cock head, streaking past his stomach and chest to drench his pleasure addled face in the first of many gooey loads. In the blink of an eye he'd completely glazed himself with a mess so thick and creamy it was more than most men could produce in an entire orgasm. And another was quickly added before the first had even finished settling on his goosebump riddled skin. Before it could even soak into his hair and before he'd even managed to close his vacant eyes. Another erupted out of him just as the second was glazing his lips and coating his outstretched tongue. The another, and another, and another after that. Every stroke of Isaiah's madly thrusting hips sending more jizz squirting from Valentina's cock. It was finally his turn to be milked dry and the man responsible took to his duty with pure abandon.
And for twenty wonderful seconds that's exactly what happened. Isaiah never so much as slowed no matter how hard Valentina shuddered around him and every last drop of cum he had to give was pumped out amidst a nonstop flood of pure bliss. Even before he'd finished and collapsed against the bed in a crumpled heap Valentina's face was positively coated in arousal. He'd even managed to drench most of his chest and stomach as the flood started to diminish. By the time he was well and truly empty he couldn't so much as open his eyes beneath the layers of cum splattered across his cheeks and his once elegant hair was a complete mess of sweat and jizz. But somehow his cock still twitched and throbbed with relentless abandon even as the rest of his body went limp.
As long as Isaiah continued the thrust away with that same ferocity he could never quite settled down into the afterglow trying to wash over him. The heady pleasure of a cock hitting his prostate and stretching open his quivering asshole was too great to ignore. It didn't matter how sensitive he might have been or how utterly delirious he was. So long as the man above him kept hammering away at his sloppy little hole Valentina would forever be at his mercy. Although he did have just enough wherewithal to beg for even a moment of respite.
“S-S-Slow down...” He groaned, licking his cum splattered lips and weakly trying to brush his fingers against Isaiah's chest. Or even his face, “I n-n-need... I need a-a b-break... just a l-liitle time... to-to catch my... catch my-my breath...”
Despite how wildly he'd been moving and how utterly insatiable he'd seemed Isaiah stopped almost the second Valentina finished talking. He slammed into his ass one last time and let out a ragged little breath as his cock throbbed uncontrollably against his inner walls. Valentina let out a sound lost somewhere between a moan and a laugh as he felt his lover's excitement. Felt that swollen tip against his prostate and shivered at the heady ecstasy it sent crashing through his unbearably sensitive body with every passing second. But no matter how much he would've liked to he couldn't keep going right away. He needed a break, even as little as a minute. Then they could right back to the fun they'd been having. Maybe he'd even ride Isaiah for a little while and finally get that messy creampie Hana had promised in in their last messages! Though she seemed to have other ideas as she slid off the bed and slipped behind her husband.
Quietly sliding in nice and close she idly stroked her husband's thighs as he shifted into a more comfortable kneeling position and oh so sweetly murmured, “How about you have a little fun with me while you're waiting?”
Valentina let out a jealous whimper and even managed to push himself upright to look at them both but Isaiah was already pulling out before he could say a word, “What'd you have in mind baby?”
Smiling at Valentina with an almost impish grin Hana cupped her husband's face and pulled him atop her as she simply said, “I don't care sweetheart, just fuck me!”
Barely a second later he was sliding into her pussy with a long, smooth stroke while she was crying out every bit as feverishly as their companion had barely minute earlier. And she even looked at Valentina with a knowing grin a moment later, biting her lower lip while her back arched and her legs wrapped around her husband's waist. Though her focus didn't linger on him for long.
Suddenly it was Valentina's turn to lay next to them and watch, the aftershocks of his orgasm still reverberating through his body. But much like Hana he didn't mind playing audience to the fun, nor did he hesitate to start stroking his cock as he jokingly said, “Just make sure to save some for me!”
“Don't worry dear,” Hana gasped, “He'll have plenty for both of us!”
She reached out to him as she spoke and Valentina took her hand, biting his lower lip and eyeing them both up as he simply replied, “I can hardly wait!”