A Kinky Young Couple's Plaything - Part 13

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Devin poured himself a cup of coffee as the sounds of sex emanated from upstairs. That wasn't unusual, of course - it had become quite common since Ashley and Eric had begun their stay - but it still put a smile on his face.

He stirred a little sugar and a dash of cream into his cup and his spirits brightened at the sound of footsteps approaching, for it meant that Alicia had roused herself and would be joining him. It meant Devin would take his ex-wife - and perhaps future wife - into his arms for a warm, lingering hug that might include a kiss, morning breath be damned.

Those expectations were dashed when Ashley, the beautiful young blonde who'd unleashed Devin's sexual revolution, stepped into the kitchen.

"Oh, hey," he said.

Ashley - who was dressed in a thong and a cropped t-shirt - offered a knowing smile. "Not who you were expecting?"

"No, actually."

The sounds of sex were still ongoing, which meant Alicia was the one getting fucked. It was her who'd awoken filled with desire for Eric's big cock. It was her who was likely on her back in the bed she and Devin used to share. It was her getting pounded by a younger man.

Ashley crossed the kitchen, stopped just in front of Devin, and leaned in to kiss him on the cheek before taking the cup of coffee from him. She smiled, sipped it, and then leaned against the counter with him.

"Her sex drive is impressive," Ashley said. "In a way, you're a very lucky man."

Devin smiled and watched Ashley sip the coffee he'd made for himself. He saw her nipples poking through her thin t-shirt and for a moment he entertained the idea of dropping to his knees and requesting the pleasure of going down on her.

"I am a lucky man. I'm lucky you rented a room in my house. I'm lucky you and Eric are so open-minded. I'm lucky that Alicia seemed to get a little bored with her relationship. I'm lucky that you primed me to be open to an entirely new kind of sexual relationship. I'm lucky in so many ways," he opined.

Ashley laughed. "You're also lucky that Eric's going to cum inside your ex-wife, that she's going to call out to you when he's done with her pussy, that she's going to let you run upstairs and crawl between her legs so you can clean my boyfriend's load out of her."

"I am lucky."

Ashley sipped her coffee, reached over, and caressed Devin's crotch. She found his cock, leaned over, and kissed his neck while slowly luring him into an erect state.

"Make sure you take your time, Devin," Ashley whispered. "Make sure Alicia knows that you worship her, that tending to her needs is more important to you than anything else. Make sure you devour every drop of Eric's cum and thank her for the opportunity to do so. And then, if she's generous enough to give you an orgasm, thank her for that, too."

"I will," he answered as his pulse raced.

"A man like you need to show his gratitude as often as possible," Ashley continued. "You need to prove to Alicia that you're not going to take her for granted, that you're going to do everything in your power to ensure that she's happy, that her needs are being met, that she's free to be whatever she needs to be. If not, you'll find yourself on the outs again, Devin, and you'll have let the love of your life walk away for a second time."

"I won't do that," he said. "I won't. I can't."

Alicia's moans were getting louder. She was close to cumming. Devin's dick throbbed as he thought of his ex-wife with her legs spread as Eric pounded her pussy.

Ashley set her mug on the counter and unzipped Devin's shorts. Her delicate fingers disappeared inside them and a moment later he moaned as he felt her grasp his stiff cock.

"Alicia's lucky to have you too, Devin," she said. "She knows that, but you need to know it too. You're perfect for her. Tate was a superior man to you in many ways, and yet Alicia got bored with him. She needs something only you can give her. She needs a man that's willing to be as kinky as she is, a man that's willing to indulge in her need to have you watch as someone else fucks her. She needs a man that's willing to consume the seed of other men, that's willing to eat that seed out of her pussy and to get off on doing it. She needs someone like you to be happy, Devin, which is why she's lucky you're so eager to be with her despite the fact that she left you."

Devin had all but forgotten the pain of being left by his wife. He'd forgotten the torment of their divorce and the powerful loneliness he'd experienced after Alicia moved out. Those feelings had washed away under a torrent of lust and love that arrived the moment she walked through the door again.

The sounds of sex stopped. Alicia had cum. Eric had almost certainly cum inside her. They'd satisfied each other.

"Take your clothes off," Ashley instructed. "Go to her naked."

Devin hastily stripped as Ashley watched with a smile on her face. She took his cock in her hand and gave it a few slow strokes as he removed his shirt.

"Devin!" Alicia called out.

"Go to her," Ashley said with a smile.

Devin headed for the stairs and saw a shirtless and slightly sweaty Eric coming down them. He stepped aside as the younger man offered a nod and a smile and then Devin rushed upstairs and down the hallway. He stepped into the bedroom he'd once shared with his wife and Alicia looked up, smiled at the sight of his stiff cock, and spread her legs.

Devin admired the sight of her messy hair and the sheen of sweat across her chest. It had clearly been a rather vigorous fuck she'd been on the receiving end of.

"I enjoyed listening," he said.

"And I enjoyed getting fucked by that incredible cock Eric has," Alicia replied. She bit her lower lip, looked at him, and added, "Now why don't you come over here, crawl between my legs, and do what we both know you're so eager to do."

Devin rushed to the foot of the bed and crawled towards his wife. He leaned down and kissed her soft, warm thighs. She let out a gentle moan and reached down to run her fingers through Devin's hair the moment he was close enough.

"Put your tongue inside me," she urged him. "Taste his cum."

Devin plunged his tongue between his ex-wife's swollen pussy lips. He met her gaze and she smiled before grabbing a tight fistful of his hair and groaning.

"Fuck, it really turns me on when you eat cum out of my pussy, Devin," she said. "I just fucking came and already I'm turned on again. God, it's so fucking hot. Show me the cum. Show me it on your tongue."

Devin lifted his head and opened his mouth. He felt the cum on his tongue and Alicia must have seen it as she unleashed a beautiful moan.

Alicia's head fell to the pillow and she arched her back, offering Devin a breathtaking view of her breasts as he pushed his tongue inside her once more and found another dollop of cum.

"Tate fucked me so many times in this bed," she said. "The sex was always good with him - great, really - but it was always best in our bed, Devin. There was something so hot about it, about letting him have me in the bed I shared with you. He fucked me harder when we did it here. He was more verbal, too. He liked to hear me say that he fucked me better than you did, that he made me cum so much harder than my husband did."

Devin's cock ached with desire at her dirty talk. He pushed his tongue deeper inside her and swallowed more of Eric's cum while fantasizing the sex his ex-wife and her boyfriend had in their marital bed.

"I would have loved to have fed you Tate's cum," she continued. "To have welcomed you home after he'd ravaged me in our bed. To have pulled you between my legs so you could plunge your tongue into my messy cunt and devoured his thick load."

Her pussy was clean, so Devin turned his attention to Alicia's clit and offered a vigorous massage with his tongue, eliciting a series of wild moans that were followed by a thunderously loud orgasm that had her thighs trembling.

"Fuck, that was amazing," she said before a deep sense of relaxation seemed to spread through her body. Alicia looked down at him, smiled, and added, "Come here, baby."

Devin crawled forward and Alicia took his head in her hands and pulled his lips to hers for a kiss. Their tongues mingled and she moaned as Devin rubbed the head of his cock over her pussy lips.

"I'm sorry, but I'm too sore," Alicia whispered. "Eric fucked me so hard that my pussy actually hurts."

She kissed him again and Devin once more welcomed his ex-wife's tongue into his mouth, though this time it moved with greater vigor, as if she was trying to deepen his arousal. He wanted to fuck her, but there was something kind of hot about being denied the opportunity to do so.

"Let me give you a handjob," she said. "Lie next to me."

Devin rolled off of her and Alicia almost immediately rolled onto her side, pressed her beautiful body against his, and ran her fingers down his stomach. She took him in her hand, kissed his neck, and stroked him slowly.

"Could you hear me moaning as Eric fucked me?" she asked.

Devin nodded. "I thought it was Ashley getting fucked, at least until she came downstairs."

"Mmm, she's so generous. She was more than happy to let Eric have me this morning, and more than happy to let me have his cock," Alicia said softly.

"She was happy to tease me, too," he replied. "And to tell me that I needed to do everything I could to make sure that you're happy, at least if I want you to stick around."

"She's a smart woman. And do you plan on doing that, Devin? On doing whatever it takes to make me happy now that I'm back?" Alicia asked.

He nodded. "Yes. Absolutely."

She stroked his cock slowly and kissed his neck and cheek. Her tongue darted out occasionally, brushing against his skin in a remarkably arousing manner that Alicia almost always accompanied with a moan. Devin had been in an intense state of arousal when he walked into the bedroom and it had only deepened since then.

"I'll be better, too," Alicia said. "It's not like you were the only one at fault for our marriage going awry. I was the one that was unwilling to tell you what I needed. I won't do that anymore, though. I'll be very clear about I need, and I'm fairly certain I have a much better sense of what you need, Devin."

He turned his head and saw a sweet, sexy smile on her face. "Oh yeah? What do you think I need?"

"A naughty, imaginative wife that loves fucking other people," Alicia replied confidently. "A wife that will insist that you always clean up your messes, and that you clean up the messes of other men. A wife that will let you watch other men fuck her, but will also surprise you from time to time by fucking someone without saying a word and bringing you a sloppy pussy or a cum-filled condom to have fun with. A wife that will sometimes make you participate in pleasuring another man, especially one that gets off on feeling superior to my husband, one that will enjoy having you suck his big balls while I ride him."

She was right. Devin wanted all of those things and each and every one of them sounded as if it would provide him with an incredible thrill. There was one thing she'd said repeatedly that stood out to him, though.

"A wife?" he asked.

Alicia sat up and smiled down at him. She released Devin's cock and caressed his face. "I know we haven't officially talked about it and I know we can't really talk about it while I'm in the midst of giving you a handjob, but I would like to talk about becoming your wife again. I wouldn't want to do it right away - just to give us both time to make sure it feels right - but I can tell you that it feels right to me, that I want it."

"I want it..."

She covered his mouth with a finger and said, "Shhh. We'll talk about it later. Feel free to think about it now, especially since I think all of those things I mentioned will be hotter if it's your wife that's doing them, not your ex-wife or your current girlfriend."

She moved her fingers and leaned down to kiss him. Alicia found his cock and stroked him slowly while their tongues mingled. Arousal rocketed through his body and his dick throbbed in her hand as precum lubed his shaft.

"I talked to my old boss," she said. "I told him I was moving back to town. He offered me a job. It's actually a promotion from the job I used to have."

"That's really good news," Devin replied. It was especially good news because it meant that Alicia was actually serious about moving back, about staying with him, about forgoing the life she'd built with Tate.

"I know it would be a little risky," Alicia said, "but there was a guy at work that used to flirt with me like crazy. A guy that I'm certain wanted to fuck me."

It was the look in her eyes that Devin found exciting, for Alicia clearly had plans of some sort related to this guy.

"I was thinking that after a few months back at work that I'd flirt back if he was still interested," she continued. "I was thinking, in fact, that it would be a lot of fun to have a fling with a guy that thought I was cheating on you. The best sex with Tate was when I was cheating on you, Devin. He fucked me differently back then. He fucked me like he was trying to take me from you, and he fucked me so good that he ended up taking me from you."

Devin's loins tingled with pleasure as he thought of his wife cheating on him. He knew it was crazy to be so turned on by it, but he couldn't help himself.

"I could bring him to our bed, Devin," she continued. "I could bring him to the bed you and I sleep in, our marital bed, and I could tell him to fuck my married pussy. I could tell him to pound my tight married cunt better than my husband does. I could beg him to cum inside me, to cum in my married pussy in the same bed I share with my husband."

From the sound of her voice, Alicia was just as turned on as Devin was. She was rubbing her body against his and kissing and sucking on his neck between sentences.

"Would I get to clean you afterwards?" Devin asked. "Would I get to lick another man's cum out of my wife's cheating pussy? Would I get to fuck you if you weren't too sore?"

To his surprise, Alicia straddled Devin and took him inside her. It seemed that arousal trumped any soreness she might have felt. She smiled, put her hands on his chest, and rode him slowly as she said, "I'd insist on you cleaning my pussy. After all, you want to make me happy, right?"

He nodded as the bliss of an impending orgasm enveloped his body.

"It makes me very, very happy when you lick up another man's cum, Devin. It turns me on to think about you doing it, especially if I've been fucked in that incredibly vigorous, passionate way that Tate used to fuck me when I was the cheating slut offering herself to another man all over the house she shared with her husband."

Devin reached up to play with her tits and moaned the way he almost always did right before his climax.

"I want to be married to that cheating slut," he said. "I want to watch her. I want to service her and the men she's with. I want to come home to her naked in our bed with a thick load leaking out of her pussy. I want to clean that hot load out of her and then fuck her and pump my load deep inside her."

He was seconds away from cumming, which was why it was so thrilling to see Alicia throw her head back and climax as she ground her hips back and forth over his crotch. Devin let loose inside her a moment later as the pleasure of his orgasm and the thrill of knowing that there was a very good chance he'd end up married to Alicia was once more - and married to a sexually liberated version of her - worked its way through his body, resulting in a particularly enthralling kind of satisfaction.

"I love you, Alicia," he said during the slow comedown from his orgasm. "And I will do anything and everything to ensure you're happier now than you've ever been."

"I love you too, Devin, and I promise I'll do whatever it takes to make you as happy as you deserve to be," she replied.

It was, in a beautiful way, as if they were saying their vows all over again. In Devin's mind, they were as good as married, though he'd wait like Alicia wanted before they made it official.

He would be true to his word, though. He'd do whatever it took to make her happy, for that's what would make him happy, and he was certain their marriage would be far better the second time around.

Luckily for Devin, Ashley and Eric had come into his life at exactly the right time. He'd make sure to invite them to the second wedding, and with any lucky they'd play a part in the wedding night, too.

The End.