This time they built up a rapid head of steam, with Mia taking the lead. She rode David aggressively -- grinding, sliding, and thrusting just so, in the way that made her feel best. He reached up to tease and pinch her nipples the way he does for me, the way I love. Her hand slid down to their junction and she began massaging her clit, drawing a happy sigh. As she touched herself she turned her head to watch me for a moment, taunting me with the one thing I wanted to do most in the world right then, but couldn't. As if merely fucking my husband wasn't enough.
In no time she brought herself to a crescendo like this, faster and faster, a sheen of sweat now visible across her bare torso. It happened quickly.
"Oh fuck ... oh, FUCK ... that's good dick, I'm gonna ... fuck, come on come on comeoncomeonecom--AHH!"
I saw her body jolt upright and go rigid, except for the purposeful grinding of her hips. Her legs twitched and I heard a mewling whimper, the first vulnerable noise she'd made all night. I can only imagine the riot of sensation around David's cock as he watched this glorious, nubile alpha-female shudder helplessly on top of him -- how he managed not to cum with her then I'll never understand, but he's always been good like that. Fuck, I damn near came from the mere sight of it. But David just wore a cocky, satisfied smile and waited for his lover to come back to Earth.
She eventually did. Mia fell forward onto his chest with a throaty chuckle. "Mmm-hmmmm, oh fuck, baby. You're something else." She kissed him then, and he kissed her, and my heart stopped. This wasn't part of a show. For the first time tonight they weren't trying to hurt me, which is probably why it hurt so very much. They kissed like lovers, a couple reveling in what they'd just shared. Maybe, for them, it was just basking in the moment -- in my screwed up head, all I could see was a new covenant being forged. I watched, and waited, as my universe imploded.
They finally broke their kiss. Mia was still out of breath, huffing and puffing after her acrobatic display. David turned to me.
"Kim, go fetch us some water, yeah?" I nodded and walked out to the kitchen on dangerously unsteady legs. Somehow, getting out of the room only reinforced my angst. Walking through the apartment was like taking a tour of everything I had to lose. Here, the first couch we'd bought together as a couple, taking up took much space in our old apartment. There, the giant flat-screen I'd bought him for his 36th birthday; he was so excited. On the wall, some vacation pictures: scuba diving in the Cayman Islands, all smiles. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
I returned to the room with two bottles of water to find them on their sides, facing each other. They were lost in conversation, her hand casually stroking his arm. With David's back to me, Mia was the first to notice my arrival and she nodded towards the door to alert him. David turned and smiled.
"There's my good girl," he said brightly. "You're still my good girl; right, Kim?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good, very good. Why don't you take your seat."
I handed them their waters and sat down, as instructed. David & Mia hydrated before lying back down to nuzzle and grope each, carrying on a brief whispered discussion. David gave her a playful smack on the rear, pointed in my general direction, and told her, "Up."
"Mm-hmm. Yes, Mr. Russo," she replied, all sweetness and light, as she propped herself up on all fours facing me. David knelt behind her and massaged her ass, admiringly.
"Wow, Kim. It's quite a view from back here. Heh, but I guess you already knew that," he said, eyes on his goal. I could see him get into position, lining himself up, probably placing the head of his cock at her entrance. "Ask me to fuck her, dear. Just so there's no misunderstanding. Ask me to fuck Mia some more. Ask nicely."
I faltered the first time I tried to say it, horny but still rattled. Mia snickered.
"Yeah, Kimmy. Ask him to fuck me some more," she jeered. "Ask him and you can touch your little cunny again." My arousal overrode every other instinct in my brain, and I opened my mouth to comply.
"Sir, please fuck Mia some m--"
"AH!" Mia shouted without warning. David had interrupted me by thrusting into her. I instantly moaned and found my fingers already circling my clit. Jesus Christ. I'd built up so much erotic tension since the moment Mia ordered me not to touch. Within four seconds, a flood of carnal energy washed over me and warped my whole outlook. I wasn't worried anymore -- or, I was, but that just made it hotter. My world got very simple all of a sudden: I wanted to get off.
I watched as David built up a rhythm. He let Mia get adjusted, then started in on her in earnest. His pace wasn't frenzied -- in fact it was deliberate, and steady -- but it was hard. His large frame generates a lot of force when he wants it to, and now he was hammering into Mia with blows that sent a visible shockwave up the length of her body every time. Her hands had a death-grip on the bed sheet below. Her head was slumped down and she let out a loud, undignified grunt with every impact. For a fleeting second I thought she might be in distress -- I needn't have worried.
"Ungh! Fuck, David ... yeah ... take it ... take it ... like that ... fucking take it..."
Seeing my tormentor shaken and out of control, dominated by my partner, launched me into orbit. The raw fuck on the bed was three feet in front of my face. I moaned lewdly and sped my fingers, nearing an elusive climax. David and Mia were so preoccupied with each other that I probably could have cum without either of them noticing -- and if I asked they might well say no -- but I never even thought of cumming without approval. For tonight, at least, I had been well conditioned: I wouldn't dare. I was being a good girl.
"Mia..." I struggled to get their attention while trying not to cum. "Mia ... oh, fuck ... Miss Mia..." It was David who noticed first. Taking pity on me, he grabbed a mop of Mia's hair and lifted her head until she looked at me -- "m-Miss Mia... please may I cum now?" -- and he eased off his brutal thrusts so she might be capable of intelligible speech. She sneered at me when she realized what was happening; I'd interrupted her. I worried there might be a price to pay later.
"Fuck! You meddlesome bitch, you want to cum?" I nodded. "First tell me: who would your husband rather fuck? You or me?"
"You..." I whimpered.
"Who?"
"You!"
"That's right, Kimmy." She turned to look at David. "Isn't it?"
"Sorry, honey," he said, grinning at me. Mia turned her attention back to me.
"That's just so we're fucking clear," she said. "You only get to cum after I cum, got it?" I nodded. "Well then you better ask your husband to keep fucking me, right?"
"Sir, please keep fucking Miss Mia." He did, quickly resuming his rhythm from earlier. It would happen soon now; the two of us were already close to the peak. Maybe all three of us. Mia's moans sped up while my fingers slowed down, trying not to bring myself off too soon.
It was only a couple minutes before Mia crested. She slammed her hand down on the mattress three times and bellowed out an "ahh FUCK! " She seized, spasmed, then collapsed her upper body, landing with a thud. She caught her breath for just a moment before rearing up so she stood on her knees, still connected to my husband with her back pressed against his chest. She turned her head around and they shared a passionate, soul-bonding kiss that shattered my ego and tipped me over the edge. I came with a howl, at last. For a brief time I was dead to the world, conscious only in theory. When I finally came to, I looked up to find David & Mia right where I left them, watching me, approving smiles on their faces. We shared a brief silence. It was Mia who got us moving again.
"Mmmm. Feel better, Kimmy?" She climbed off the bed and came to stand directly over me. She ran her fingers through my hair, her nails grazing my scalp. "Well, hubby and I have one last piece of business to attend to. When you've settled down I want you go right back to rubbing that little snatch. You're gonna cum for me one more time, when I say." With that she moved to lie back down on the bed, her head on a pillow. She crooked a sultry finger in David's direction and spread her long legs.
He turned to me. "God, Kim, just look at her. You get it now, right?" I nodded -- he smiled. I did get it; she looked like lust incarnate, some kind of perverted goddess. As he moved lazily into position, Mia took the opportunity to twist the knife a little more.
"It's so funny seeing you like this, Kimmy," she said. "All dolled up: the hair, the makeup, all of it. You tried so hard ... and look. It didn't help, did it? You really think you still deserve him?"
"I ... Miss Mia, I don't--"
"Shhh, we're busy." She cut me off with a dismissive wave of her hand and reached up to caress David's face. He was between her legs now, teasing the entrance to her canal with the tip of his cock. She went on, to him this time: "Are you even sure you need to keep her around? You could be balls deep in attractive women, like, all the time."
"Aw, go easy on her -- she can't help the way she looks," he told her. "Besides ... I need her to set up more dates for me." Mia's giggle turned into a gasp as she was pierced by David's thick shaft. He rocked slowly back & forth, stretching her again, working his way all the way in. Mia's face made plain a bone-deep contentment as she sighed joyfully.
"Ohhh, fuck ... there it is. Come here, baby." She pulled my husband down by the neck and they embraced; he began to gently saw in & out of her. Of all the things that had happened tonight -- and all the things yet to come -- this would be the most agonizing.
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