Cuckquean

“Mmmm you like that don’t you?” Leah growled, looking down at my wife as she rode me. “Is this what you wanted?”

“Mmm yes” my wife Sammy whimpered from the bed beside me.

“Yes, what?” Leah growled, her pace never slowing as I felt her juices run down my balls.

“Yes…my queen” she whispered in response, her face flushing red in shame.

“Mmm that’s better!” Leah groaned, driving down hard into me.

The two girls, although great friends, were certainly different, both physically and in their personalities.

Leah was sexy and fun, dark cascading hard dropping down over her curvy fully body. She had a classic hour glass figure, with full double d breasts, her nipples erect and proud, the same exact colour as her lips. Her dark green eyes were energetic and cheeky, the life of the party and very outgoing

Sammy, my wife on the other hand, was a little more reserved, serious and thoughtful. She was thin, with small A cup breast and thin lips. She had striking blue eyes with her shoulder length blonde hair.

Although both girls were strikingly beautiful, Sammy was rather introverted and submissive. She knew I’d been with Leah before we were married, but had recently taken to asking more and more details about what we did together, particularly during our love making sessions.

That being said, it had also caught me off guard when she had asked if I thought she would join us in the bedroom one time. When I had asked if she meant as in a threesome situation, she had gone quiet, before eventually admitting she was more into the idea of being tied to a chair and made to watch as I fucked Leah.

It had taken a bit of back and forth, and naturally i had insisted that Sammy be the one who approached Leah and arrange it, the shame of asking her friend to fuck her husband drawing her deeper into the fantasy.

I didn’t think she would go through with it. I didn’t think she could.

But that’s exactly what she had done.

And that’s exactly what we had spent the last hour and a half doing, Sammy tied to the chair as she watched me and Leah fuck each other’s brains out. It had been intense, passionate and exciting, the whole time watching Sammy get more and more excited and frustrated.

Leah had let her free about 15 minutes ago, only to handcuff her hands behind her back and give her a close up view of her riding my big 8 inch cock. Ever the performer, Leah got off knowing Sammy was watching our every move and loving it.

Leah reached down, taking my left hand and bringing it to her mouth, passionately felating my wedding ring finger as she stared Sammy down. Sammy let out a little whimper and I felt Leah getting off on it. I pressed my other hand to her clit and with a few magical finger strokes, she came hard again.

Glancing over at Sammy, I watched her as she licked her lips, panting as her eyes were glued to Leah. She looked to me as I leaned in and kissed her, causing Leah to moan.

“Mmmm you like that?” Leah cooed, her post orgasm glow causing her to draw her words slowly. “Can you taste my pussy off your husband’s lips?”

I felt Sammy flush again with embarrassment, but also arousal.

“Yes, my queen” she whispered. I felt Leah move off to the side of me.

“Good, come clean me off his cock then” she instructed.

Sammy froze, and I feared she may have pushed her too far. She had made it very clear that she had no bisexual desires, at that would be a limit for her, and I wondered if tasting Leah off me was a push too far. After the moment’s hesitation, Sammy awkwardly moved forwards.

With her hands cuffed behind her back, she struggled to get to her knees and then crawl forward. She looked up at me, the flat of her tongue running up the underside of my shaft as Leah’s thick, clear juices gathered on her tongue, disappearing into her mouth before she swallowed them.

“Mmm good girl” I moaned as she slowly traced up and down my girth, eventually swirling her tongue around my swollen tip and taking me into her mouth and throat. Even with her lack of balance, she had such skill and ability, I groaned as she took me.

“Wow you really can take him deep. I am impressed ” Leah encouraged, gently pressing the back of her head down. “Now lick his balls, I want them nice and full for when he cums inside me…”

I let out a little groan as Leah smirked.

“Looks like we all want that…” she mused.

I took control of the situation, Leah squealing playfully as I stood up lifting her up and laying her back down on the bed, folding her in half. If the commotion, somehow Sammy slid from the bed to a kneeling position beside us on the floor, the perfect position to observe as I slid 8 throbbing inches inside her best friend.

Leah let out a little gasp as I anchored my feet to the floor, pushing her ankles up beside her ears and owned her cunt. My swollen balls slapped against her taint, the cadence increasing in both frequency and volume with each stroke.

Glancing down to Sammy, her eyes met mine as she bit her bottom lip in a display of both submission and approval, but she could only hold my gaze for a moment before turning back to the up close view of my work. It was all the approval I needed, knowing we were all on the same page. Digging my toes in, I didn’t hold back.

I pounded Leah deep, with intense, passionate thrusts, her body arching up in response to each of my strokes. She let out a sudden gasp, her legs wrapping around my back and pulling me deep within her as she came again. I could no longer bear it, the first pulsation of my cum deep within her only setting her off once again as we folded into each other with powerful, primal pleasure, our bodies arching together in the beautiful dance.

Her pussy felt like a magnet, drawing me deep within me and draining my life force out the end of my sensitive head. By the time we slumped together I felt empty, her pussy suckling at me as the final waves of orgasm dissipated.

Her hand affectionately traced down my back and we shared one last kiss before I slid from her and laid out on the bed, spent. My heart rate slowing, I looked down to check  in on Sammy.

I knew instantly she had no regrets, her face full of awe and excitement. She looks up at me, then over to Leah, hesitating slightly before asking unexpectedly and nervously.

“May I… may I…” she stammered, her face turning crimson. “May I… look…?”

It caught me off guard, and I smiled.

It wasn’t something that I thought she would ever want, let alone ask for.

Yet she had.

“Of course..” Leah replied genuinely, her voice slightly higher pitched than usual, somehow making it sexier. “He really does have such big loads, he’s made me so messy…”

With that, she spread her legs, lifting her left one to place it over Sammy’s shoulder. It seemed to flow naturally, Sammy’s face resembling the scene from the end of pulp fiction in the diner, where they open the briefcase to reveal a glowing golden interior.

She seemed hypnotised, her eyes fixed on Leah’s inner sanctum, slowly drawing her in like gravity.

Almost instinctually, certainly subconsciously, but undeniably without conscious thought, she licked her lips. I sat up slowly to observe her, drawn in as if in a trance.

“May I….” She trailed off, seeming to snap out of it, shaking her head slightly, fighting it.

“May you, what?” Pressed Leah. “Say it!”

“May I…” she stammered, the spell of Leah’s leaking pussy still affecting her. “May I… may I please….. may I please….. taste it, my queen”

I was stunned. Knowing this was a hard limit for her, yet her bringing it up, her asking for it, was mind blowing. Her gaze remained fixed on my seed, slowly dribbling from the folds of her best friend.

“You may” Leah said softly, a warm, satisfied chuckle, supplemented with a powerful grin spreading across her face.

Sammy leant forward, but hesitated at the final moment. Leah wasn’t having that, locking her legs behind Sammy’s back and given her a gentle, encouraging pull into her. She barely tried to fight it, succumbing to the gravitational pull of Leah’s pussy as she opened her mouth and pressed her face to Leah’s damp lips.

Leah gasped, and at the same time Sammy moaned, the amalgamation of lips and tongues and fluid so natural and balanced. Sammy committed, and I watched as her tongue entered Leah and return with a thick globule of my seed, swallowing it hungrily.

“Good girl” Leah moaned, gasping again as she repeated the process. Sammy looked up at me innocently, her face buried in her best friend, then smiled at me as she saw the pride in my face before Leah spoke again, this time with gravel in her voice. “Oh you are such a such little bitch! Clean it all up”

“Yes my queen” Sammy squealed obediently, getting back to work as her face gathered juices and she hungrily explored Leah’s cunt. I stood and grabbed a wand vibe, placing it from behind between Sammy’s legs and instantly causing her body to shudder as I pressed it against her clit.

My mind was swirling as I watched it all play out, Leah’s look of joy on her face, Sammy now enthusiastically eating her pussy and the moans and groans as the vibration thumped through her saturated and aching pussy.

It only took a few moments longer before Sammy let out the familiar high pitched moan and her body twitched, knowing her orgasm was only seconds away. Sensing it too, Leah growled one more time.

“Come for me, you little slut” she groaned. “Come for me while your face is buried deep in my pussy”

As Sammy exploded, the sound of her primal cries smothered as Leah ground herself upwards into Sammy’s face. Her body shuddered with wave after wave of shocking pleasure before she finally went limp and lay gasping in Leah’s crotch.

I retired the vibrator to the nightstand and looked back to both their panting bodies, feeling that the night was done.

Boy was I wrong, not for the first time that night. Not for the last either.

Leah relaxed the clamp hold of her legs on Sammy, dragging herself backwards up the bed slightly as Sammy looked up, thanking her for the honour of allowing her to clean her up.

“You are welcome, my little slut…” she cooed proudly, then turned the mood slightly with a smiling sigh. “However…. I asked you to clean me all up…”

“Huh?” Sammy responded, confused as Leah lifted one leg up, reaching down to part her cheeks.

“You missed a spot..” she said, a firmness in her voice that was fully in control. It wasn’t a request. It was wasn’t a statement. “Clean my ass, slut…”

Sammy’s eyes darted to me. Only half an hour ago I would have been convinced she would have walked from the room in disgust. But I could see from the look in her eyes just how deep she had fallen.

“Yes, my queen….” Sammy said, leaning forward as her tongue probed out.