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He is hers for one night only.

Pushing her was by far Tom's favorite sport, garnering reluctant admissions of success on numerous occasions. She trusted him completely, a trust built and reinforced through years of respecting her safe word, uncompromising in his adherence to it despite many temptations.

He broke their kiss, stepped back and lifted her dress over her head, delighted in knowing she spent the entire evening with nothing but the garter and stockings beneath it. Taking her by the hand, Tom led her to the center of the room and told her to lie across the settee as he bound her in position. When the blindfold plunged her into darkness, she again exhaled audibly, the mix of alcohol and arousal coursing through her nearly naked body.

Moving in front of his bound, exposed, vulnerable wife, Tom delighted in the subtle struggles against her bonds as he deliberately disrobed. Placing the head of his swollen cock against her lips, he grasped the based and slowly stroked upward, coating them in the clear, slippery elixir she craved nearly as much as chocolate. Her mouth gaped, practically begging him to feed her, whimpering loudly when she found herself unable to move down his length.

He merely chuckled while tormenting her, knowing that denying her primal need for the head of his cock at the back of her throat would drive her to do practically anything. But they had agreed that tonight was again about pushing her, taking her to the edge and seeing how far over she would willingly plunge. With that in mind, Tom placed the headphones over his quivering wife's ears, robbing her hearing as he carefully watched her grip on the silver ball falter.

Taking a fistful of hair in his right hand, he plunged the full length of his cock down her open throat. Finally rewarded with her favorite kink, she sucked him in effortlessly, coaxing his slippery secretions and resuming a death grip on her safe signal. Moaning deliciously as his thoughts began to swirl, Tom held his wife's head firmly and began bucking his hips back and forth, fucking her like the naughty slut she was for him.

With every thrust, her saliva, mixed with his precum, dribbled from her lips and oozed to the floor amidst a cacophony of sloppy wet gurgling. He could feel the moans in her throat vibrating through his cock every time he bottomed out, and he knew her arousal was escalating ferociously. With that, he motioned towards the barely cracked door of the bedroom.

Tentatively at first the door lurched, and then eased open as Marcus stepped into the room on cue. The two co-conspirators shared an eager grin as Tom recalled the ad he had placed, garnering an astonishing array of applicants, and the amount of time it took to finally get comfortable enough to select his partner in crime. In addition to screening for STD's and the like, Tom met with each of the finalists to assure that personalities would mesh, and boundaries would be respected.

With the moment of truth at hand Tom directed Marcus into place, holding his breath as another man's hands gripped Sylvia's hips for the first time since they were married. He felt the quiver of protest in her throat through his still buried cock, held her fast, and watched intently as she nearly tossed the silver ball from her shaking hand. After several tense moments bordering on eternity, when he was certain the evening was coming to a disastrous close, she tightened her grip slightly and began to suck again. He practically yelped, and his cock inexplicably found even more fullness as the adrenaline coursed through his body and he nodded to Marcus.

Pressing his own throbbing member against another man's wife, he found her dripping with desire as he grasped firmly and plunged into her steamy, velvety depths.

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