Wife, Work Wife, And More.
Copyright© 2020 by Severusmax
Chapter 3
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 3 - Max finds out that his wife, Mallory, wants him to have an affair with Tamara, a Slavic subordinate of his who they like to joke is his "work wife." It's a wild ride for everyone, including Tamara's new lesbian girlfriend, Kris.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Magic Lesbian BiSexual Workplace Paranormal Cheating Sharing Group Sex Harem Orgy Polygamy/Polyamory Swinging Interracial White Male White Female Hispanic Female Anal Sex Analingus Oral Sex Pregnancy Squirting Public Sex
“That was pretty sweet! We had a great time with them again, didn’t we? With Kris and Tamara both! I loved watching you plow your work wife so fucking hard, babe! And I could definitely get used to fucking both of them myself. I only wish that you could enjoy Kris directly yourself, but at least you can watch Tamara and I do so,” Mallory told me, “and that’s not even counting my sister, Kris’s, and Tamara’s, and who knows who else, right? You’ll be neck deep in pussy before you know it!”
“That doesn’t sound so bad ... neck deep in pussy. And ass, for that matter!” I chuckled as Mallory and I finished lathering each other up in the shower and began to grope each other a bit.
“Just don’t forget who your favorite slut is, okay?” Mallory urged me as she wiggled her bottom at me, “I will make sure that you never lack for booty, but I always want to be your primary partner, alright, babe?”
“Always. Kris and Tamara have each other and so do you and I. Never forget that, dear,” I assured my wife as we dried off and walked into the bedroom to find Tamara and Kris tribbing together.
Before I knew it, we were all on the bed together and my dick was buried inside Mallory’s juicy twat. My hips and hers worked so harmoniously as I reamed the fuck out of my wife that she bit her lower lip on every stroke and felt me bottom out inside her. It wasn’t too much longer until I was balls deep inside my loving bride and my fingers slipped into her backdoor as well. We were soon almost in a race with Tamara and Kris for who could bring each other off first.
When Kris came from Tamara’s friction against her vulva after several sweaty minutes, I was stunned to find the latter piling on top of Mallory. She looked over at me and winked, even as Kris whispered something in her ear. To my complete astonishment, Kris guided my cock out of my wife and inside her own spouse.
“While you may never get to enjoy my pussy, Mama Bear knows what her baby girl needs ... dick and lots of it. Trust me ... even my mother wants to sample this luscious body of yours. Don’t get any crazy ideas of mother-daughter incest, as she vetoed that already, but she is more than happy to fill in for me. Right, Mom?” Kris asked her mother, Candice, as the latter emerged from a closet.
“Did you watch us?” I inquired of the gracefully aging widow as I kept plowing her daughter in law and my own wife.
“Yep, and do you see the resemblance?” Candice pointed to her scarlet bush as well as her freckles and auburn waves.
“Definitely,” I agreed as I slipped out of Tamara for a moment and inside her mother-in-law for a few strokes.
“Damn, Mom ... you’re really loving this!” Kris exclaimed as I began swapping back and forth from Tamara, Mallory, and Candice.
“Oh, honey, you don’t know what you’re missing ... I dare you to slide in next to me and feel it balls deep from the back! Just pretend that it’s a dildo, baby! Just imagine that it’s a dildo and it’s attached to Tamara or Mallory as they bottom out inside your holes. That way, he can put a bun in your oven and I can be a grandma at last!” Candice selfishly urged her lesbian daughter to experiment with straight sex, particularly doggy-style with me.
“Okay, on three conditions ... one, you have to let me eat you out and eat me out ... whenever I do this. Two, you have to let him knock you up as well. Three, you have to let Emma join us in this little, growing incest family ... both by fucking each of us ... and by having Max’s babies. Come on, Mommy ... you know that you want this! You don’t know what you’re missing here,” Kris urged her own mother to make this little quintuple a bit more than that.
“We have a deal, baby girl. Clever of you, using my own words against me like that. I guess that’s what I get for pushing my lesbian daughter to try out dick, right?” Candice responded before planting a lip lock on Kris as the latter slid in next to her to get her share of my cock.
“Fuck ... yes ... as long as I pretend that it’s a dildo ... this is pretty ... fucking ... hot! I’m picturing the dildo being attached to you, Mama ... fuck, yeah! I badly want to fuck you, Mom!” Kris confessed while I plowed her in spite of her previous declarations that this would never happen.
Candice clearly had a power over her daughter that I, understandably, lacked. Kris lusted for not only Tamara and Mallory, but also her own mother and sister, and that only reinforced her prior claim that she would eat any wet pussy put in front of her. If they wanted to fuck Emma, too, I was more than up for it, as long as I got a turn with Kris’s little sister as well. I just hoped that Emma was party to the pact for her own part. It would suck otherwise.
“Don’t forget my sister, Mira,” Tamara reminded me now as I slipped back inside her wondrous cunt and admired her tanned bottom.
“And my sister, Samantha. She might only be fourteen, but she’s more than ready to give up her V-card. How old is Emma?” Mallory became very heated as she pictured me banging her sister, too.
At this point, I couldn’t help but wonder at my good luck, especially since some of those actions proposed included statutory rape and no one batted an eye. Mind you, I always thought that was a bogus crime. It either was rape or it wasn’t. Under thirteen was rape, period, possibly under fourteen, that was a little fuzzier in my book. Force was rape. Drugging was rape, too.
Diddling a fourteen year old who hungered for a more mature man to teach her things about her own body ... that was a loving act of mentoring. The ancient Greeks and Romans were a lot wiser about this issue than modern or postmodern man. That position also applied to incest in my book, I might add. The only real problem with incest was possible deformities, and modern medical science had ways around that issue, didn’t it?
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