Five Minutes Each
Copyright© 2026 by acguy
Chapter 4: Preparation
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 4: Preparation - When John shyly reveals a long-held, secret fantasy to his loving wife Veronica, she listens with growing excitement. Determined to give him the ultimate gift, Veronica secretly gathers a small group of her most adventurous friends to help make his dream a reality. This is a story of a devoted wife transforming her husband’s deepest desire into an unforgettable night of passion that exceeds every expectation.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Heterosexual Fiction BDSM FemaleDom Light Bond Pegging
The muffled laughter and music beyond the door grew briefly louder, then softened again as the bedroom door clicked open. Veronica slipped back inside, closing it firmly behind her. The sensual playlist continued its low, throbbing rhythm, blending with the excited feminine voices filtering through from the living area. John’s heart raced at the sound, there were definitely several of them out there, waiting.
Veronica approached the bed, her hand gliding soothingly down his back. “They’re all here, baby. Almost ready for you. Just one more thing, I need to get this gorgeous ass of yours properly prepared.” Her voice was thick with affection and arousal as she knelt beside him. She uncapped a bottle of thick, warm lube and drizzled it generously between his cheeks, the slick liquid cool at first before her fingers began working it in with slow, deliberate circles.
John moaned softly into the sheets as her skilled fingers massaged the lube deep inside him, stretching and relaxing him with the same caring expertise she had shown during their private sessions. The straight jacket kept him utterly helpless, his cock still painfully hard and leaking against the mattress. Veronica took her time, two fingers now gently pumping, scissoring to open him up while she spoke in a soft, intimate tone.
“Each of us is going to get five minutes with you,” she explained, her free hand stroking his lower back. “We’ll go in the order we agreed on. No one is allowed to stroke your cock to help you finish, that’s all on you. If you come from the fucking alone, that’s more than fine. In fact, we’re hoping you do, many times.” She added more lube, her fingers curling just right to brush his prostate, drawing another helpless groan from him. “They’re all so excited. You won’t know who’s who until they introduce themselves. Just feel, baby. Surrender to it.”
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