Two plus one? (closed for EklectikChik)

She whimpered softly, closing her eyes briefly as she soaked in his words of appraisal and his stinging touch. The twist of her nipple almost made her yell out, but not out of pain, out of pure pleasure.

"It feels..." She started, her breath halting as he smacked a sensitive breast, drawing a hiss from past her teeth, "like I've been a bad naughty girl who deserves to be punished. But in the most sensual of ways." She added, clenching her thighs together and moaning.

"Fuck, I'm actually wet." She added, biting down on her lower lip as he leaned forward and blew softly on her heated, sensitive skin. The action made her back arch, pulling her shoulders back to thrust her reddened tits into his face. "Oh yes!"
 
Tom smiled as he began to kiss her warm and red flesh, licking and teasing her hard nipples, as his hands drifted on her legs, caressing her thighs, teasingly lifting up the hem of her dress.

"Of course you're wet. Any woman with such erotic potential loves to have her body sensually tortured and desired!" he said to her, switching from nipple to nipple, sucking and nibbling them expertly.

Darel still looked on from behind the door, not wanting to interrupt such a hot erotic atmosphere. He was startled when Tom stood her to her feet and pulled down her dress, leaving her only in her high heels. He then stood up and got in behind her.

"Come in, Darel, and look at your sexy, naughty wife!" Tom called to him.

Darel entered the room quietly, looking at Kate's flushed breasts and naked body, reading desire all over her face.

"You see, Darel," Tom continued while he moved to Kate's side, "your wife is a very naughty woman. First of all she wanted to suck my cock," he said and raised his right hand and slapped her left breast with an upward stroke, making her breast bounce, "and then she wanted me to fuck her hot pussy!" he continued and did the same to her right breast, making Darel squirm with every stroke.

"What do we call a woman like that, Kate?" he asked her
 
She trembled in her shoes, panting as Darel looked on, his mouth hanging slack with desire as he watched the whole display. "We call her, a little whore..." She responding, whimpering. "I'm your little whore, I'm Darel's little whore...your slut to use and abuse."

Mewling she tensed as his fingers slid down her flat belly and over her bare mound. Her eyes never leaving Darel's face as Tom moved behind her, shifting this way and that, keeping her guessing before his hand drew back and smack her ass with a loud clap.

She cried out and wobbled, but didn't fight back, surrendering to sting. He motioned for Darel to come closer, watching his best friend struggle to move as his cock pulsed in his pants.
 
Mesmerized by this incendiary display of sensuality Darel moved closer to Kate as Tom instructed.

"Did you hear that, Darel? She admitted she is a little whore. And not only that but she said she is MY little whore and yours. Did you hear that?" Tom said while restraining her hands behind her, pulling her chest forward.

"Oh fuck, yes, I heard that!" Darel whimpered.

"And did you hear when she said she is our slut to use and abuse?" Tom continued, making Darel dizzy with excitement.

"I did, yes, I did!"

"What do you want to do to this slut, Darel, tell me!"

"I want to slap her breasts! I want it so bad!" he whimpered.

"Then do it, but don't do it too hard now!" Tom urged him.

Darel looked into Kate's eyes with a wild gaze of desire, he moved his right arm to one side and smacked Kate's left breast, as she stood there exposed and restrained, almost fainting at the pleasure he felt in his palm and the delicious movement of her bouncing breasts.
 
The dazed wild look in his eyes wasn't entirely new, but took on a whole different level as he stood practically trembling before her. She could tell he was already on the edge of losing control, as much as she was.

She braced herself for the blow, gasping and then moaning as he smacked her sensitive flesh and watched it bounce. Unable to move, she strained, her back arching as Tom held her tightly and pressed himself behind her. He held her still as Darel smacked the other tit and blew out an unsteady breath. Tom's free hand slid back down, his fingers brushing against her clit.

Her body jerked, her knees almost buckling as pleasure rushed exploded from his light touch, rendering her completely breathless. "Oh god...Oh!" She gasped, throwing her head back against his shoulder as she worked to keep herself upright.
 
Darel breathed rapidly, his cold breath brushing on Kate's blushing skin. The truth was he was so thankful for what Tom was doing to her, that at this point he would have done anything for him. His feelings bubbled up beyond control.

"Tom, you are a sex genius," he cried, "and if you want... we will both be your sex slaves, we'll do anything you want! Please, make her your whore, she is yours to fuck and abuse as you please..." he whimpered wanting more, giving her left breast another slap.

"Did you hear that, slut?" Tom said in her ear as her head still rested on his shoulder, gasping. "What do you have to say to that?"
 
She could hardly believe her ears, but at that point, was so far gone that all she could do was whimper and moan. Tom's breath tickled her ear as he spoke, caressing and touching her, his finger slowly and methodically swirling around her tight little bud.

"Oh god...please Tom, please fuck me." She began to beg, "I need...to cum." She whimpered, her hips jerking and moving to try and meet his skilled fingers.

Never had she felt so hot and needy before, her skin on fire and her insides clenching and quivering, her pussy grasping for that invisible cock, wanting to be filled. Another stinging slap made her cry out, her mouth dry as she panted and gazed at her husband, helpless and totally wanting.
 
Hearing her plead for Tom's cock made Darel grin. He wanted Tom to fuck her. He wanted him to fuck her maybe more than Kate did.

But Tom wanted to play some more.

"If I fuck you now, the game will be over much too soon!" he said to Kate. "You need to want it more, much more, enough to be willing to do anything for it!" he continued while toying with her clit, sliding a couple of fingers inside her dripping cunt, feeling how hot and wet she was.

He then released her from his grip.

"Get on the table on all fours and give us a good view of that beautiful ass!" he said and helped her up before she could oppose him.

He made her get on her elbows, making her back arch exposing her pussy and ass to full view.

"You!" he said pointing at Darel. "Go and lick that delicious ass of hers!"

That was all Darel wanted to hear. He went behind her and planted his tongue around her anus, licking like a hungry cat, feeling her squirm and moan. Tom slowly took his clothes off and walked to the edge of the table, resting his big cock on the table right in front of her hungry eyes.
 
The feel of Darel's mouth and tongue on her asshole made her tense and then shudder as she relaxed into it, now pushing back against his eager mouth. The sensitive nerve endings made her cream all over again, practically dripping down her quivering thighs as he licked and and flicked, gently probing with his tongue.

She gasped and moaned, rocking gently back and forth as she gazed at Tom's glorious cock. Her eyes lifted to his, glassy and smoldering, before dropping back down as she opened her mouth, lapping at the air until he shuffled forward the extra inch and stuffed it into her waiting mouth.

The taste of him made her dizzy, his scent filling her nose as he gripped a handful of her long hair and pushed his way to the back of her throat. She gagged slightly, but kept taking him, moaning all around him as he pulled out and repeated the achingly slow action.
 
Darel had wanted to do this to Kate for as long as they were married, but never found the courage to bring it up. While continuing to lick her asshole he reached her aching pussy with two fingers and pushed them inside her torrid cunt. He just couldn't remember the last time she was so wet.

Tom groaned as he kept pushing his cock inside her eager mouth, pulling it out from time to time, making her reach for it, making her look up and ask for more.

"You seem to be enjoying being handled like good little whore, aren't you?" Tom teased, and then came out of her mouth.

He moved behind her to where Darel was and slowly pushed him aside.

"Aren't you?" he asked again, and then smacked her ass cheek.
 
She nodded and moaned. "Oh yes, I like being your little whore." She told them both and cried out again as he smacked her ass and then rubbed it and smacked it again, a little harder this time.

Kate rocked back and mewled, bending lower, pressing her cheek to the table and waving her bottom in silent invitation. When Tom didn't touch her, she took matters into her own hands and dove a hand between her legs to try and finger her soaked cunt, only to receive another smack, right on her hand and across her sensitive lips.

She yelped and pulled it away, whimpering. "Please Tom...please don't make me wait again. I need it now!"
 
"Good... good... desire is good...," Tom purred in a throaty voice, "I want you to burn with desire until you feel that the world is going to collapse if you don't get a cock in your pussy!" he said smiling while smacking her ass again.

He then suddenly looked at Darel and commanded him:

"Get her off the table and help her to put her dress on!"

Darel looked at him in puzzlement for a second, and then did as he was told, helping her down from the table and helped her get into her dress.

"We're going on a little trip!" Tom said. "Darel take us to your car!" he said and took Kate by the hand leading her outside and into Darel's car, getting into the back seat.

"You know the Crimson Bar on 24th Street?" he asked Darel.

"Yeah."

"Take us there!" he said and then he turned to Kate: "If you want cock, you'll have to earn it! Don't you dare make yourself come until we get there!"

While driving away, he uncovered one of her breasts, squeezing it from time to time, lightly slapping it just over her hard nipple.
 
Kate couldn't believe that this was all happening and so quickly. She had expected more of a build up, but instead Tom was forging on. She squirmed in the back seat, pinned to his side as he toyed with her.

Her pulse pounded in her ears as she met Darel's gaze in the rear view mirror and moaned as Tom nibbled on her neck and continued to torture her sensitive breast.

Before long they were there and Kate stumbled out of the back seat, trying to right herself. Tom was here, holding her from behind, smoothing her dress and patting her hair affectionately. "You look so hot...you'll make some lucky bastard drool all over you."

She flushed, feeling exposed without her bra and panties on and dressed in such a loud dress.
 
Darel also got out of the car and joined them outside the bar.

"Now what?" he asked Tom.

"Now she's just going to get a taste of it! Not too much, but just enough to come back for more. It's all about teasing tonight. If you play your cards right, I'll take you back home and fuck you as hard as you want!" he said and escorted her almost to the door of the bar.

"What's gonna happen?" Darel inquired.

"You will go in first, Darel and sit at the bar. Then Kate will go in and sit at the bar a few seats away from you. I will then follow closely behind. While she's at the bar, I'm 100% she will be hit on by at least one guy. Your task, Kate, is to say yes to the first guy you like, go with him to his seat and ask him to finger-fuck you. That's all! Just finger-fucking! Got it? Go!" he said and sent Darel in, and then Kate, following from behind as he said.
 
Kate gaped at Tom, who's instructions were both clear and intimidating all once! How was she supposed to ask a total stranger to finger her pussy?? It seemed ludicrous and impossible without looking like a bit of a fool.

Trying to compose herself, she felt her body heat back up as they neared the entrance and Tom made her pause, giving her rump a loving caress. "I know you have it in you, my little slut. Just let yourself go...think of how much it'll please us both to see you act the part. Shoulders back, head up and work that hot ass body."

She shivered and nodded, swallowing hard and as she moved on and entered the club, she put an extra sway in her walk and noticed Darel already sitting at the bar. She flashed him a small smile and decided to take the longer way around, working her body, making her hips sway as she gave the room a view of her in your face outfit and then slid onto a bar stool near Darel's and crossed her long shapely legs, tossing her dark hair back as she beamed the bartender a smile and ordered herself a drink.
 
Darel couldn't believe how hot Kate looked in her outfit, and seeing her out of the house like that was such a turn on. Tom came and sat at the bar next to Darel, keeping a close eye on what was going on, gazing occasionally towards Kate. Darel could see that every man in the bar looked at Kate and smiled in her direction.

After only a few seconds a good looking man wearing a suit came close to her and asked politely if she minds him sitting next to her. Her nod gave him the permission to take the seat. You could sense the other men in the room kicking themselves for not being quicker to make the move.

"May I say you look very beautiful, miss!" the man said to her, "could I perhaps persuade you to come to my cubicle over there? You could have some privacy as you're enjoying your drink!"
 
She was actually surprised by how quickly someone hit on her. And a fine looking man indeed...a little older, with black hair that showed a smattering of gray, but still fit with dark eyes and a casual nice smiled.

Grasping her drink, she took a sip and eyed him a moment as his eye brows lifted in question. "That sounds lovely." She told him finally and took the hand he offered her.

A nice hand she noticed, with strong, long, thick fingers. Her pussy tightened at the thought of his digits invading her slit, barely suppressing a moan as he tugged her along to a quiet little booth. The intimate cubicle was rounded instead of square, making it possible for the occupants to sit close. Kate scooted to the middle and watched him move closer as well, his eyes roving freely over her low cut dress, admiring her full tits.

She licked her lips nervously and smiled. "So...why is such a beautiful lady doing here alone tonight?"

She cleared her throat and smiled, "I was supposed to meet a few friends and they stood me up." She lied, "But i figured, since I was here, what the hell...have a little fun, live a little."

"Mmmmmm...I'm glad you decided to take that route. Your husband must be missing you though."

She glanced at her ring and shrugged, "Well, we have an arrangement of sorts." She told him, feeling bolder as she reached over to caress the top of his hand. "I'm sure he's amusing himself, no worries here."
 
Darel and Tom smiled at each other, impressed with how fast things moved. They changed their seats, taking a cubicle right next to that one, so they could both see Kate well. They could see her making her move on her hand, and Tom grinned at Darel.

"She's good! Very good!" Tom said to him.

"Fuck, you don't have to tell me! I can see that!" Darel agreed, feeling his cock getting harder and harder as they conversation went on.

"Lovely", the man replied and smiled to her comments. "So what did you have in mind for... fun tonight. Judging after your amazing dress, I bet it's something special!"
 
She had the grace to blush slightly and after a quick glance over at the boys, she scooted a little closer and slid a hand over his broad shoulder, toying with the short, soft hairs a the nape of his neck.

Leaning in close, she smiled coyly and turned her face to his ear. "Well...I have a little fantasy I want to indulge in with the right man. You seem like the right man...and I don't even need your name, if you're game."

She felt him shift towards her, leaning in more. "Well, it's Mike, in case you cared to know."

Chuckling softly, she pressed her lips to his cheek and nodded, "Very well, Mike...I'm Kate. And tonight...tonight I'm feeling oh so achy and hot. I wanted a man with nice hands to toy with my pussy. Would you find my pussy, Mike? I need it filled with your fingers."
 
Darel looked closely at Kate as she whispered into the man's year. "What is she telling him?" he thought to himself, dying to know. He thought she looked so sexy, so desirable, so sensual, that he felt his cock aching in his pants, after fucking her twice that day.

Whatever she whispered, Darel saw the guy smiling as he listened. He then turned his upper body towards her, and first looked down, admiring her amazing breasts which were barely concealed by her daring plunge dress. Then her moved his left hand under the table, caressing her knees and moving slowly upwards on her inner thighs.

"Goodness, my wife's pussy will be fingered by a stranger!" Darel suddenly thought, his breathing becoming more erratic, as Tom sat back and watched the scene with a smile on his face, satisfied with what he uncovered in Kate.

Darel flinched at the same time as Kate pushed her breasts forward and inhaled, probably as the guy finally reached her soaking pussy lips. The surprise and delight on the guy's face to find such an exceptionally wet pussy was all too obvious.

"My word, you weren't kidding when you said you were hot and achy, were you? How badly do you want my fingers inside your wet cunt?" the guy asked her while teasing her pussy lips.
 
She inhaled sharply and slowly pulled her leg up and slid it over his knee, parting her thighs that fraction more than he could have complete access. Leaning in again, she breathed into his ear and bit down on his earlobe. "Desperately. Please touch me." She purred and on a whim slid her hand over his lap, cupping the stranger through his pants.

Her companion moaned deep and low, continuing to caress her wet slit, swirling his thick fingers over her clit and drawing out soft panting gasps from her lips until she squirmed and tightened her leg over his knee.

"Stop teasing...fuck my little cunt with your fingers." She ordered and was instantly rewarded with a long digit pushing deep into her.

She dropped her head and muffled her whatever noise burst past her lips against his neck, her teeth grazing his skin which smelled oh so good. "Oh yes, don't stop."
 
Darel squirmed in his seat as he watched the stranger push his finger inside his wife's sweet cunt while she hid her head in his neck.

"Do you enjoy watching your wife being taken like that?" Tom asked Darel while watching the scene with a smile.

"Oh, fuck, yea, I can't believe how hot this is! I meant what I said, dude, you are a genious!" he complimented Tom.

The guy added another finger into her pussy, realizing her cunt needed to be filled a little more. He began to move the fingers back and forth, brushing over her clit with his thumb with every stroke.

"Aren't you concerned she's gonna want more of this?" Tom asked.

"No, I'm not!" Darel said without hesitation. "I'm hoping she will want more... I mean look at how she's enjoying being finger-fucked by this guy!"

"I know! She's having a lot of fun, isn't she?" Tom grinned.

"Oh I think so, you can't fake that! I bet she's just soaking..."
 
She quivered and tightened herself around Mike's fingers as he worked the fingers in and out of her soaking wet twat. He certainly had skilled fingers, she thought to herself, finding it increasingly hard not to jump off the edge into another mind shattering orgasm. Could she? Was she supposed to? She couldn't remember, her mind foggy with desire and pleasure.

"Oh god you're good." She whimpered.

Mike's own breathing was a little off, but he seemed to remain calm as she gently stroked him through his pants, just teasing, not trying overly hard to please him in return.

"You feel like heaven...I bet you'd feel so right on my cock." He told her thickly. "Fuck, I haven't fingered a pussy this wet in a long time, honey. You are a treat. I bet you taste just as sweet."

She moaned, moving her hand away and dipping it between her own thighs to join his fingers. Rubbing her clit and delving lower, she wet a finger liberally and then pulled it back up and offered the glistening digit to his hungry mouth.
 
Darel looked on and noticed her right hand aimed between his legs, only guessing what she doing. Not only was a stranger pushing his fingers into his wife's pussy, she was stroking some stranger's cock. "My wife is such a whore!" he thought to himself with a wicked smile of satisfaction, feeling his own desire for her grow like a fire.

He then saw Kate giving her finger to be sucked by the stranger and wondered what Kate was wanting to do next.

"What's going on?" Darel turned to Tom. "Does that mean she wants him to lick her pussy? Can she do that?"

Tom smiled at his eagerness and shallow breathing as he asked the questions. He was terribly amused at Darel's school boy excitement for discovering a new toy.

"Not here she can't! It's still a bar!" Tom smiled.

"Do you think she wants to suck his cock?" Darel continued.

"Possibly... I only asked her to get fingered, and didn't allow her to make herself come. The rest is up to her!" Tom smiled.
 
Mike engulfed her finger quickly, sucking on her slender finger and swirling his tongue around to lap at all her juices with a moan. She quickened around his still thrusting fingers and felt herself cream that much more. "Oh fuck, that's...ugh...mmmm...feels good."

With her fingers back in his lap, she moaned, her hips shifting ever so slightly to meet his fingers. "I want you to cum all over my fingers...and then...maybe we should move this to someplace more private."

"No!" She sudden gasped, her body tensing as her hand went to grasp he wrist to try and ease his pumping fingers. "Wait...wait..." She whimpered, gulping in a breath as he paused a moment, his fingers curled within her, ever so slightly stroking her walls.

"What is it?"

"I..." Damn, her mind was blank and her eyes darting to Tom and Darel for a way out. She couldn't leave with this man and was certainly not going to drag him home, was she?
 
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