Stress Relief

Amber achieved an impressive orgasm from the combined attentions of the married couple, her body shaking from the intensity. When she came down, she rested where she was for a few minutes, her forehead resting against Christie's while she panted.

Finally she rolled off from Matt's face, sitting on the floor with her knees under her chin.

"That was amazing," she said, still breathing hard. "I'm going to have to do that again with you guys!"

The three of them talked of other things for a brief period of time while Amber recovered, then she stood and dressed into her lingerie again.

"You just stay exactly the way you two are," she instructed. "If Suzanne is in, I'll send her back. Otherwise Ambrose will be in."

With that, she slipped out the door. Christie leaned forward and kissed her husband, her hips rocking gently once again. The encounter with Amber had her craving more, even at the risk of one of the other "bosses" catching them in the act.
 
For a little while after her orgasm, Amber just sat there. Her pussy settled a little lower on my face, but I could still breathe, thankfully. I was soaked, but the fact just kept me hard as hell in my wife's pussy, even though she wasn't moving. My imagination ran wild with what the girls were doing while Amber recovered, but eventually, she dismounted, and I wistfully watched her fabulous pussy disappear in the distance.

I thought we were done, but we were ordered to stay where we were and that one of the other co-owners would be in.

When Amber finally exited, all done up in the outfit she'd been wearing when we arrived, Christie laid down on top of me and kissed me, not caring about Amber's orgasm cooling on my skin.

While we kissed, Christie slowly fucked me. I could hardly wait to find out what happened next. What we'd just done had Christie horny and wanting more. I had to say, I hadn't cooled down one degree yet, either.

"Amber really cums a lot," I said when we eventually came up for air. "First time a woman's squirted in my face. I loved it. I really love what you're doing right now, too.

"Wonder who'll be in to 'interview' us next..."

There wasn't a lot of time to wonder. Shortly after I asked that question, The door opened, then closed. Christie's back was to the door, and her body was in my line of sight, so I didn't see who it was right away. I didn't try to look around her. One, because I liked the view too much, and two, I wanted our new interviewer to be a surprise.

It didn't take long. A tattooed man stepped around Christie and me. The smile on his face told me he liked what he saw. I couldn't tell for sure, but he looked to be about my height, probably about Amber's age, and his physique was much more well defined than mine. He wore a pair of leather pants and that was it.

He held out his hand. "You must be Matt and Christie. I'm Ambrose."
 
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Christie froze when she heard the door open. Her knees were tucked under her as she lay atop Matt, allowing whoever had just walked in a complete view of him embedded into her. It seemed like forever before a leather-clad leg swept into her view, although she couldn't have sworn if the man had ever stopped moving or not.

"You must be Matt and Christie. I'm Ambrose."

She knew she had to straighten up and greet the man, but was reluctant to expose herself. Outside of Amber, this was the first time she'd been seen in such a situation, and at least then she'd had time to adjust. She forced herself to do not only that, but to keep her hands at her sides as she did until she extended one to greet another likely employer. As she did, she couldn't bring herself to meet his eyes, and not all of it was embarrassment. The man's body was almost sculpted.
 
Christie didn't move right away when Ambrose introduced himself. He was upside-down to me. The way he'd placed himself, I pretty much saw up the front of his leather pants and right up to his package.

After a little bit, Christie finally sat up. She seemed a little stiff, as if she was unsure if she wanted this man to see her naked. It occurred to me: through all this, the only people who'd seen my wife with no clothes on had been women (the restaurant didn't count - she hadn't been completely nude there). The look on her face told me she was quite taken with Ambrose's physique. He was a fine specimen of a man, that was for sure.

Ambrose looked us both over with a warm smile on his face. There was a gleam in his eyes that told me he really liked what he saw. Hell, as far as Christie, what was there not to like?

I held out my hand, even though I was in the wrong position for a proper handshake. Ambrose just smiled a little wider and took my hand. "I'm Matt. The stunning beauty here skewered on me is my wife, Christie."

Ambrose smiled, took my hand and shook it, regardless. “Amber’s told me about you two. I must say, I can hardly wait to see how you work out.”

Without further conversation, he opened his leather pants and lowered them to the floor.

He wore nothing underneath, and he’d been barefoot, so with the loss of that one article of clothing he was nude.

And wow, what a specimen! He wasn’t even fully hard yet, and his cock was already as big as mine, erect! His balls hung low and his body was devoid of hair. Where his chest and arms had ink, from the waist down, he was unmarked.

I expected him to step forward and present himself to my wife to get him hard. To my shock, he lowered himself to his knees and began to feed his semi-hard cock to me….

At first, I was unsure what to do. I mean, Christie and I had been playing about something like this for a while now. It had turned me on something fierce, but I think a lot of that was the fact that most of the talk about it was coming out of Christie’s mouth. Here, I was presented with the opportunity to find out if I really had the balls to go through with it…

He was circumcised and a clear drop appeared at the tip of his purplish cock head. I glanced to Christie to find out what she thought of this. She was stunned, but watched intently. Her nipples were stiffer than I could remember ever seeing them. It was evident she was eager to find out if I was all talk or if I had the balls to make this fantasy we’d whipped up into reality.

Keeping eye contact with my wife as best I could, I opened my mouth and let Ambrose’s cock in...
 
To Christie's surprise, Ambrose more gave her merely an appraising glance up and down her body, then turned his attention to Matt. The two men made the best of shaking hands in an awkward position and situation before Ambrose almost unceremoniously pushed his pants down.

Christie gulped at the sight of his half-hard cock and watched with fascination and anticipation as a clear drop of ejaculate beaded out of the end of it. Rather than offer himself to her though, instead Ambrose knelt beside Matt's head and offered it to her husband. To his credot, Matt barely seemed to hesitate before opening his mouth to accept the offered phallus.

Without thinking of doing so, one of Christie's hands slipped down her torso and began teasing her clit while she watched.
 
There had been hints of something like this happening if we continued with the "interview," such as it was. And now, here I was, with a cock in my mouth. Curiosity regarding such things had been in my fantasy playbook for some time, even if I never thought I'd get the chance to experiment. And I was okay with that. Now, though, here I was...

And if I'd ever had any question how Christie would react to my discovering my bi side, I got that answer when I felt a pressure in a rhythmic pattern against the spot where our genitals met. Christie was rubbing her pussy to the sight of her husband becoming a cock sucker. From what I was feeling, she really liked watching me do this.

Ambrose was angled such that I couldn't look Christie in the eye while I did this, though I desperately wanted eye contact with her right then.

It was taking Ambrose quite a while to get hard. I wasn't sure if I was just that bad at giving head or what, but I was pretty sure it allowed me to take more of him than I would had he been fully erect.

I didn't really care. Regardless what the rest of society might think, I was enjoying this. I mean, I had a gorgeous woman impaled on my own cock, and she was digging me taking the chance that had been offered.

While I sucked Ambrose's cock, I felt it slowly thicken and lengthen as it got slowly stiffer. Reaching under him, I took his hanging balls in my hand and began playing with those...
 
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Christie watched with fascination as Matt actively pleasured Ambrose. He wasn't allowing the other man to use his mouth, he actually seemed to be trying to at least get the other man hard, if not to cum. Christie swallowed hard, almost jealous that their prospective employer was enjoying Matt rather than her, but was equally fascinated by her husband's determination at satisfying the other man.

"God, that's hot," she whispered in awe. Her hips began to move, fucking herself with Matt's cock, and her free hand came up to tease and tug her nipple.
 
"God, that's hot," I heard Christie say just before she began actively fucking me once more. It just cemented the notion in my mind that sucking cock wasn't going to be a one-off for me. If Christie liked it, I knew I'd do it again, even it was only to turn her on like this.

It was surprising the hell out of me that it was taking Ambrose so long to get hard. Oh, he was getting there, but I'd have been stiff as hell long ago.

Getting an idea, I stuck a finger in my mouth beside his cock to get it wet, then reached all the way back and shoved that finger up his ass...

The gasp he gave told me he liked what I'd done. The fact his cock went to full hardness almost immediately proved that without a doubt...
 
Christie couldn't help but rock her hips on Matt's shaft. Seeing her husband with another man's cock in his mouth was incredibly erotic, even as her own mouth wanted to feel Ambrose inside it and to be tasting him.

She had just started to lean forward to try and nudge her husband off the man's shaft when Matt slipped a finger inside his own mouth, then reached it behind the man kneeling next to them. Ambrose gasped and pushed his hips forward, burying more of himself in her husband's mouth, and Christie let out a soft groan of lust, her vaginal muscles tightening around Matt.

Christie rocked back and forth slowly, keeping voth of them stimulated, even as she watched Ambrose almost as slowly pushing towards Matt's face and just as slowly withdrawing. Unae to take it anymore, she finally leaned down farther and kissed Ambrose's bare hip, trailing soft vut wet kisses to where he disappeared in Matt's mouth.
 
I gave out a gasp of my own when Ambrose reacted to my finger in his butt, because Christie’s pussy clamped down tighter on me than I’d felt in years. It was beyond incredible, and when I felt her lips sloppily kissing toward my mouth and the cock in it, I backed away a little so she could get a taste as well.

Ever since I’d had any bisexual leanings, I’d fantasized about sharing a cock with my wife. Here was my chance to do just that…
 
Christie kept the corner of her mouth against Matt's as he slowly backed off from Ambrose, her tongue sliding along the side of his shaft and her lips nibbling at the top and bottom. Finally, Matt's lips slid off the end, and she continued to follow. Christie felt the slimy head slide along her cheek and into her hair as she slid her tongue briefly into Matt's mouth, then held eye contact with him as she pulled back a bit to take Ambrose into her own.

She felt deliciously dirty, her husband watching her while he was safely buried inside her vault but her mouth full of another man. And Ambrose's leaking tip tasted exceptional. She worked her mouth and tongue in harmony with each other, coaxing more and more of the thin, clear liquid out of him. Brwced on one hand, she used the other to guide Matt's free hand to a gently swaying breast below her.

Christie closed her eyes, giving her mind over to the sensations for several long moments. She wanted to watch Matt and Ambrose some more though, so regretfully slid him back out of her mouth, arching her back and offering her chest to both men's view.
 
My god, watching Christie slowly and gratefully take Ambrose’s cock into her mouth was incredible. I wondered if seeing me suck his cock turned her on as much as me watching her do the same?

I eagerly played with her breast when she lifted my hand to it. I wanted to turn this woman on as much as I possibly could. She began to ride me a little harder as I mauled her tit with the one hand that wasn’t sliding in and out of Ambrose’s ass.

“God, that’s beautiful,” I murmured, watching Ambrose’s big cock slide in and out of my wife’s mouth.

After a couple minutes, though, Christie backed off, then straightened, giving me a significant look that told me she wanted to watch me suck cock some more.

Just before I let Ambrose back into my mouth, I told her, “Play with your tits for us while you ride my cock and I suck cock for you, baby.”

That said, I opened up and let that big, dripping cock enter my mouth once more...
 
"God, that's beautiful."

Christie vaguely heard Matt say as she nursed Ambrose's nectar from his tip. She felt somewhat guilty that she'd initiated doing more with the strange man, even though she'd pleasured Amber earlier. But then Matt was instructing her to play with herself while both men watched.

Christie changed from the back-and-forth motion she'd veen using on Matt to a more up-and-down one, her hands coming up to caress her breasts as Ambrose nudged his way back into Matt's mouth.

Suddenly her mind shifted, splitting the image. Matt had a different woman riding him, her hair cascading down her back, while Matt sucked off another guy. Christie herself was riding a different man at the same time, with a stranger's soft hands caressing her even softer mounds from behind. The hands became steadily more insistent, causing her to be more insistent at coaxing the cock she was impaled on to erupt inside her.

She felt her breathing becoming more ragged, the unbidden image burned guiltily yet lustfully into her mind. She felt another hand joining those on her nipples and was startled back to reaility as Ambrose's large, dark hand helped himself to her much paler flesh. She looked down at it, fascinated, then at her husband's face.
 
Ambrose’s cock slid into my mouth as easily as if I’d been doing this for years. I was finding I really enjoyed sucking cock, especially with my wife there enjoying watching me do it and encouraging it to continue.

Briefly, I wondered where this might lead us, but pushed that away. We’d find out in time. Right now, it was time to live in the moment.

When Ambrose pushed Christie’s hands away from her tits, I felt a quick flash of jealousy, but it went away almost as quickly. It did make me wonder how I’d feel once this encounter progressed in the direction I had little doubt it would. Again, one thing at a time.

After I relaxed into the fact of what was happening, reminding myself I was pretty much the one responsible for us being here, I had to let it all happen. It did make me wonder if there would have been such an initiation if Christie had been the only applicant…

Once I pushed away all that kind of stuff, I had to admit, seeing my wife’s tits being mauled by another set of hands was hot. Christie seemed to love it too.

Using the finger in his ass to pull Ambrose closer, took his cock out of my mouth, and when his balls raked across my lips, I opened wide and let them in...
 
Christie watched the mixture of emotions running across her husband's face as Ambrose groped her. And to his credit, Ambrose did an excellent job with them-he squeezed full handfuls, then let them slip our until he simply had a firm grip on her nipples vefore tugging sharply. Her mind went to Matt being seated in front of her, a blonde head bobbing in his lap, Christie kneeling in front of him while being groped from behind. Her pussy clenched again around the shaft embedded inside her while she continued to ride it.

Suddenly, Ambrose slipped from Matt's mouth, and Matt immediately sucked on the low-slung sack above his vacated mouth. Greedily, Christie lunged forward, capturing the alluring appendage in her own eager mouth, seeking out more of Ambrose's flavor. Obtaining it, she hummmed her pleasure which caused more to seep out. Her body shuddered around both cocks inside her.
 
With Ambrose’s balls in my mouth and the rest of him towering over me, I wasn’t sure what was happening, but I felt Christie move, then a purr of pleasure come from her throat. It didn’t take a lot of imagination to figure out what she was doing. Ambrose’s voice got deeper and it was pretty evident he was close to orgasm.

Probing a little deeper in his ass, I found his prostate and rubbed it firmly. The sound that came out of him, plus the fact that his balls retracted toward his body, told me he was on the verge of cumming.

Part of me wishing it was my mouth he was going to cum in, I rubbed his prostate more firmly, continuing my work on his balls while my wife worked on his cock...
 
Christie noted in a detatched way how surprised at how she had progressed in just a few weeks' time. From being reluctant yet willing to go down on her husband-let alone swallow-she had begun to look forward to pleasuring him with her mouth. And now here she was, eager to receive the load from a man she had met virtually minutes before.

As if to grant her wish, Ambrose began to leak in more copious amounts, filling her mouth with his flavor. She glanced down at her husband to see him gazing steadily back at her. She wondered at how he would react to someone ejaculating in his mouth, and almost pulled off to give him the chance. Instead, she rocked harder on his pelvis, tightening herself around him to encourage Matt to release as well, and smiled down at him with her eyes as her lips encouraged Ambrose to finish.
 
As it became more and more obvious that Ambrose was about to cum, I felt Christie clamp her inner muscles tighter around my cock as she rode me. Greedy girl wanted two loads at once. The thought she loved cum so much now was a turn-on, because for quite a while, she'd been relatively neutral about it. Oh, she'd sucked me and swallowed, but it was because she knew it was her "duty," and she knew I liked it. Now, however, she appeared to love cum, so much so she was ready and eager to take the load of this man who we hadn't even been formally introduced to yet.

For some time, I'd wondered how I'd feel about another man with my Christie. For a very long time, that thought was merely speculation. Now, however, it was a very real, very imminent thing. With everything that had happened, just in the last several minutes, I found it was okay. Regardless what happened, I was confident Christie was going home with me, that nothing was going to change between us. I'd still love her and she'd love me.

She'd already accepted and been aroused by my bisexual encounter, just as I'd been by hers. And if both our reactions were any indication, bi sex wouldn't be off the table in the future, either, should the opportunity arise.

I doubled down on my sucking of Ambrose's balls and massaging of his prostate as my wife fucked me harder, trying to get us to cum simultaneously.

Finally, the combination of Christie's mouth and mine, plus my probing finger did the trick. Ambrose's orgasm started and I watched his cock pulse as it filled Christie's mouth.

Not long after, my beautiful, talented hero of a wife's pussy got me off, too. I moaned into Ambrose's balls while I felt his orgasm begin to fade, and pumped Christie's incredible, gripping pussy full of my own load...
 
Christie was indescribably proud of herself when both men erupted in her, just moments apart. Ambrose filled her mouth first, her biggest warning the twitching of the shaft in her mouth. She pulled back just a bit so that she could actually taste his load. The warm, thick secretions filled her mouth quickly, and she gulped it down-only to have her mouth filled again. And again. The third time however, he didn't quite fill her mouth. She held the last of it there as Ambrose slowly withdrew.

Matt didn't seem to want to be outdone. She felt his cream oozing around his shaft and out of her, even while he was still cumming. Finally though, he softened, and she felt his essence trickling out of her.

Christie sat up, unable to resist, and showed Ambrose the bit of his load remaining in her mouth, then lay atop her husband. She didn't dare show him in case it dripped out and disgusted him, and for the first time since Ambrose had entered she felt guilt. He had seemed ok with things so far, but what about second thoughts? She swallowed the rest of Ambrose's seed, then tried a cautious kiss with Matt.
 
Getting two men off almost simultaneously seemed to energize Christie. I stopped sucking on Ambrose as I came and watched my wife swallow at least twice. Then she sat up and opened her mouth, to show what was there. I didn't get to see, but I did wonder what she was going to do with the load that obviously laid on her tongue. When she closed her mouth and looked down at me, the thought came: "Is she going to try to feed me that cum?" Now that I'd orgasmed, I wasn't sure how I felt about that.

However, as she lowered her face to mine, I saw her swallow once again, just before our lips met.

Now, I'm not one of those guys who won't kiss his wife after she's given a blowjob, but normally, it's my cock that's just unloaded in her mouth. This was different... wasn't it?

Quickly, I made a decision. That decision was: Fuck it. I'd just felt some disappointment that Ambrose wasn't going to be filling my mouth. To shy away from kissing her because Christie got the cum was ludicrous.

Bringing the hand that hadn't been in a man's butt up, I pulled my wife's face to mine and kissed her hard and deep, tasting the remnants of the cum in her mouth. And I didn't mind in the least.

And there was cum still to be had. For some reason, I found myself saying, "Sit on my face, baby."
 
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Matt surprised her, first by accepting her kiss, then encouraging her to let him eat her out. Hesitantly, she uncoupled from her husband and crawled up his body until she was astride his face, then tentatively lowered herself down to him.

"What the hell," she thought, then raised her eyes to Ambrose's face for the first time. Her eyes locked on his just as she felt Matt's tongue drag over her clit, making her gasp. For some reason, she leaned back as if to offer to his view the area that had mostly been concealed from him until now, and that Matt was now cleaning out.
 
I could tell Christie was surprised at how enthusiastically I kissed her and even more shocked when I told her to place her cum-filled pussy on my face. I had no idea what had been going through Christie's mind while this whole experience had played out, but something had spurred her along, and it turned me on... a lot.

She hesitated before finally deciding I meant what I'd said, and next thing I knew, here she came. Once her sloppy cunt was lowering to my mouth, it was too late to back out.

Fuck, but I'd shot a ton in her. It began to drip out as she descended. Before long, I was in it. It was lick or drown.

When my tongue contacted her clit, I heard her gasp. Then, she arched her back and I saw she was positioning herself so Ambrose could see what I was doing. Aside from where her slit was obscured by my mouth, Christie was displaying herself to this man. I found it erotic and my cock started to rise yet again.

After a couple minutes, no more of me oozed from Christie's pussy, so I grabbed her thighs, latched onto her clit and began to suck and nibble. If she was going to put on a show, then damn it, she might as well really put on a show...
 
As he watched, Ambrose folded his arms and leaned against the desk, silently watching. In turn, Christie watched Ambrose's face. She was beginning to be uncomfortable with his imperturbable demeanor when Matt zeroed in on her clit. His hands clamped around her thighs so that she couldn't get away, and she gasped as her abdomen curled, pushing her clit more firmly against Matt's mouth. Her hands rested first on her thighs, curling tightly into fists, then came up to play with her breasts and nipples. Soft gasps emanated from her as she panted, her body jerking occasionally as Matt pushed her closer to cumming-all while being watched.
 
With or without a load of cum in it, Christie's pussy was the best flavor I could get in my mouth. What made it even better was the erotic abandon my mouth on her hypersensitive clit caused. God, watching her body arch in pleasure as I worked her most sensitive spot had my cock standing up and taking notice once again. I couldn't see Ambrose, but I suspected he was enjoying the show.

And I loved making her put a show on for him. I felt her pussy ooze its pleasure out onto my chin and throat as I continued to lick and suck her.

Then, finally, I felt Christie stiffen, teetering on the edge of climax...
 
"Oh, god...he's intentially going to make me cum in front of this guy," Christie thought in desperate mortification. And yet she couldn't help but be even more turned on by Matt seemingly intentionally driving her to it. Suddenly, in her mind it was no longer just the three of them, but many people in the room, all watching her.

Her body trembled, then jerked repeatedly as she orgasmed for all to see.
 
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