A Kinky Young Couple's Plaything - Part 6

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"Hey, Alicia," Devin said as he stepped out the front door and waved at his ex-wife, who'd just gotten out of her rental car.

She looked as nervous as he felt as she returned his wave and opened the trunk. "Hey, Devin."

Devin stood by the door for a few seconds before realizing he was being rude in not offering to help Alicia with her luggage. He jogged towards the car and said, "Sorry, let me help you with those."

"Oh, you really don't have to," Alicia replied, though there were three sizable suitcases in the trunk so she was almost certainly just being polite.

Devin lifted all three suitcases out, grabbed the two heaviest by their handles, and said, "I don't mind helping. I really don't. You're my guest, after all."

Alicia offered a smile - though it seemed forced - and her shoulders sank for a moment before she asked, "Are you sure this is okay, Devin? I mean, this is the first time we've seen each other since we signed the divorce papers and I'm basically moving back into the house for a few weeks. I mean, is this insane? Was it insane of me to accept your offer?"

Devin turned towards his ex-wife and actually took a moment to study her. He saw the stress on her face and the way her shoulders were slightly raised in that stressed out way she used to hold them when their marriage was falling apart.

"I'm sorry," Devin said as he let go of the suitcase handles, approached his wife, and spread his arms for a hug. Alicia looked surprised and a little fearful - like she didn't believe he actually wanted to hug her - but that look washed away and she stepped into his arms.

They'd hugged thousands of times over the course of their marriage and though they were no longer a couple, it felt easy to hold Alicia in his arms, to inhale the delicate, floral scent of the shampoo she'd used that morning, to feel the warmth of her body against his and the softness of her breasts as they pressed into his chest. Devin wondered if it was too intimate a hug for a divorced couple to share, but Alicia made no effort to pull away so he assumed she found it as pleasant as he did.

"I should have said this from the start," Devin said as he released his ex-wife from his grasp, "but it's nice to see you, Alicia. Really nice, in fact. You look good. Happy. And that's really good."

She smiled and all the tension had gone out of her body. "It's nice to see you too, Devin. And you look good too. And the house actually looks really nice. Did you do some work on the front yard?"

Devin nodded as he grabbed her suitcases once more. "I did. I've been renting out a room - our old bedroom, actually - to make a little extra money and I wanted a little extra curb appeal. It makes for better pictures on the listing."

"I'm sorry you have to rent a room out," Alicia said as they approached the front door.

"Oh, don't be," Devin replied. "I'll admit that it wasn't what I'd planned - I was hoping to just sell the house - but I've actually enjoyed getting to meet new people. The couple staying in the room right now is fascinating. They're young and adventurous and spending even a little time with them is like getting an entirely different perspective on life."

Devin didn't mention that Eric and Ashley had introduced him to a side of his sexuality that he'd never known had existed - and that he thoroughly enjoyed exploring - and that his two houseguests had plans for roping Alicia into their kinky play, as that could all wait for later.

"I remember being young and adventurous," Alicia said.

"Me too," Devin replied as memories of the early days of his relationship with Alicia sprang to mind. "Remember that hike we went on in Hawaii? The one to that waterfall?"

They'd had sex on that hike - really good sex, in Devin's memory - but it wasn't until the words left his mouth that he realized it was probably an inappropriate memory to bring up mere moments after welcoming his ex-wife to the home she used to live in.

"Yeah, I remember that hike," she replied. Devin looked over his shoulder to see a smile on Alicia's face and a sense of relief washed over him. She returned his gaze, smiled, and added, "If I remember correctly, we took a detour off the trail to indulge in what felt like a fairly desperate need to have each other."

Devin was genuinely surprised Alicia was bringing up the fact that they'd fucked on that hike, though he tried not to show it. "That's right," he said. "We were young and adventurous, weren't we?"

Alicia smiled and nodded and Devin turned to wheel her suitcases down the hallway and into the house's third bedroom, where she'd be staying.

"Eric and Ashley are in what used to be our master bedroom - it's a lot easier to get good money for that room with the attached bathroom - and I'm in the second bedroom upstairs, so you're down here," he said. "You know where everything is, of course, but I put fresh towels and soap and shampoo and all that in the bathroom across the hall and the bed sheets are all freshly washed, so you should be comfortable."

Ashley stepped into the room, took a deep breath - Devin would have given anything to know what was going on in her head during that deep breath - and then turned and hugged him tightly.

"Thank you, Devin," she said. "For letting me stay here, of course, but also for not being angry with me anymore. I know I said it on the phone, but I'm sorry for how I was when our marriage ended. You deserved better."

Devin was alarmed at the sudden sense of lust that came over him and he did everything he could to distance himself from it as he put his arms around his ex-wife and held her close for a few moments.

"I appreciate you saying that, Alicia," he replied. "It means a lot to me. It really does. And I promise, I've worked through the anger I felt and I understand why you did what you did. I wish it hadn't happened the way it did, but you needed something you weren't getting and sometimes that means things get messy."

Alicia stepped back, looked up at him, and smiled. She studied his face for a few seconds and says, "You seem different, Devin." She paused and their eyes locked for a few moments longer before she added, "In a good way, I mean. I can't quite put my finger on it, but you seem different in a good way."

She'd almost certainly picked up on how good Devin had felt since his new renters had moved into the master bedroom. For the first time in a very, very long time, he was excited about life again. It was almost entirely because Ashley and Eric had led him down an unexpected and thrilling path of sexual exploration and he definitely wasn't going to mention that to Alicia, but he liked that she'd noticed.

Devin was about to offer a response when a moan drifted downstairs and into the third bedroom. Alicia's eyes went wide and Devin panicked at the notion that she'd be so upset by the sounds of the young couple upstairs having sex that she'd walk right out.

"Uh, yeah, so, that's the only downside to having people in the master bedroom," Devin said. "Well, Ashley and Eric, that is. They're the only couple that's stayed here that's been loud enough for me to hear."

The moaning got louder and Devin was fairly certain he heard the telltale sounds of the bed frame groaning under the pressure of Eric's insistent, eager thrusts into his girlfriend.

Much to Devin's surprise, Alicia smiled. "Young and adventurous," she said.

Devin laughed.

"Honestly, it's not a problem," she added. "It's not that loud and though it might be really weird to say, it's not the worst noise to hear. I'd certainly prefer it to two young people fighting."

"Agreed," Devin replied. "Okay, well, like I said, you know where everything is - I haven't changed the layout of anything since you left - but let me know if you need anything. I've been making breakfast in the morning for myself and Ashley and Eric, so I'm more than happy to do so for you, too."

Alicia surprised Devin by stepping into his arms for another hug. She held him close and said, "Thank you for letting me stay here, Devin, and thank you for...well, for not being mad at me. I think I was really stressed out about that, you know, just worrying that you hated me."

"I don't, Alicia," Devin said as he wrapped his arms around his ex-wife and held her close for a few moments. "I never hated you, actually, and I'm not mad at you."

She let him go - and looked just a touch embarrassed that she'd held him so tight - and then stepped back, smiled, and said, "Alright, well, I'm just going to get unpacked. Thanks for bringing in my luggage."

Devin nodded. "Of course. No problem. I'll be around if you need anything."

He left the room as Alicia unzipped one of her suitcases and got busy unpacking. Devin smiled - mostly because he was thinking of the hug they'd just shared - and briefly entertained the idea of going to his bedroom to masturbate. He knew he'd get off quickly as he listened to Ashley and Eric fucking. He also knew that fantasies of Alicia and her boyfriend having sex in their bed would have filled his head and made him cum with remarkable swiftness, which felt weird with her in the house.

Instead, Devin poured himself a glass of iced tea, headed to the back porch, and tried his best not to let the fantasies that had filled his head for the past few weeks overwhelm him.

"Alicia, hey, all unpacked?" Devin asked as his ex-wife stepped into the kitchen while he was busy marinating the chicken breasts he planned on cooking for dinner that night.

"Yeah," she said. "And just in time for your amorous renters to have finished up their impressively lengthy session."

Ashley and Eric had gone at it - off and on - for nearly an hour, which was impressive even by their standards. Devin had heard part of it - there was only so long he could sit outside sipping iced tea, after all - and it seemed that Alicia had been treated to the soundtrack of sex as well.

"Yeah," he said with a laugh. "They're young and adventurous, after all."

Alicia smiled in a way that triggered a wealth of joyful memories for Devin. It felt like they all flooded his brain at the same time, resulting in a rush of happiness that plastered a big smile on his face.

"Hey there," Ashley said as she stepped into the kitchen, catching Devin and Alicia off guard as they both startled at her sudden appearance. True to form, she was wearing a pair of panties and a cropped t-shirt and she didn't seem the slightest bit embarrassed about being half-dressed while meeting a stranger. "You must be Alicia. I'm Ashley. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Oh, well, hi, Ashley, it's nice to meet you. I'm Alicia, Devin's...well, his ex-wife," Alicia replied while looking rather shocked that a half-naked girl with a fairly obvious wet spot in her panties and hard nipples poking through her t-shirt was standing in front of her.

"I have to say, Alicia," Ashley replied as she stepped closer, "you're really quite beautiful. Strikingly so, in fact." She looked at Devin, offered a flirty smile, and said, "You didn't mention that your ex was so beautiful, Devin. How lucky you must have felt when she agreed to marry you."

Devin nodded. "I did."

Ashley approached, rested a hand on his chest, and smiled once more before saying, "I'm sure she felt lucky to be with you, too." Her hand lingered on his chest for a few moments longer before she asked, "Is there any more of that iced tea?"

"Yeah, sure, I'll pour you a glass," Devin replied.

Ashley gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, spun around, and headed out onto the back porch.

"Well, that was interesting," Alicia said after Ashley had shut the sliding glass door. "She's quite the flirty young thing, isn't she?"

Devin was ready for Alicia to scold him for letting the young blonde touch him and kiss him on the cheek, but when he looked at his ex-wife he was certain he saw jealousy in her eyes and on her face. It didn't make a damn bit of sense - they were divorced, after all - but Devin was positive that's what he saw.

"It's nothing," he replied. "I mean, yes, she's flirty, but she's here with her boyfriend and from what I can tell they're very much in love. I think she's just the sort of girl that's naturally like that, you know?"

Alicia looked out at Ashley - who was relaxing in the sun - and said, "She's very beautiful, isn't she?"

Again Devin was almost certain his ex-wife was jealous and again it didn't really make any sense. He was tempted to ask about it - or to come right out and say that Alicia didn't really have any right to be experiencing jealousy in that moment - but he let it go, mostly because it was just so damn fascinating that he wanted to see how it would play out.

Eric's footsteps were rather obvious as he approached, so there was no surprise when he walked into the kitchen. He was in a pair of shorts - and nothing else - and Devin caught his ex-wife glancing at the young man's impressive physique before extending her hand in greeting.

"I'm Alicia," she said. "And you must be Ashley's boyfriend?"

"Alicia? The ex?" Eric said with a big smile. "It's nice to meet you." He looked at Devin and added, "Damn, dude, she's beautiful."

"She is," Devin replied. "I was just about to bring a glass of iced tea out to Ashley. Can I pour you one too?"

"Yeah, absolutely," he said. "Thanks, man."

He too stepped out onto the back porch and Alicia turned to Devin and asked, "So, I don't want to sound rude or anything, but they both acted like you'd been talking about me."

He had been. He'd talked quite a bit about Alicia, or about one very specific thing with regards to Alicia, namely the many places around the house that she might have fucked her boyfriend while still married to Devin. Against all odds, Alicia had become a focal point of the unexpected sexual trio that Devin, Ashley, and Eric had formed, but he wasn't about to mention that.

"I mentioned you were coming," he said. "And that you were my ex-wife. I just wanted to let them know there would be another guest, you know?"

The look on her face made it seem like Alicia didn't entirely believe him, but she didn't push it. "Oh, okay, well, that makes sense."

"Yeah, sorry I didn't warn you about their aversion to wearing much in the clothing department," he added.

Alicia's lips curled into a slow, sweet smile. "Oh, don't worry about that. I mean, not to sound weird or anything, but it's not like they're terrible to look at, you know?"

For just a moment Devin thought he was standing in the kitchen with a total stranger, as Alicia was not the kind of woman to say something like that. She wasn't uptight about sex, but she also wasn't the sort to make the kind of comment. Or, at least she wasn't when Devin was married to her.

"No, they're not," Devin replied with a laugh. "They're really not. So, can I pour you a glass of iced tea? Would you like to join us on the porch?"

Alicia took a moment to think about it and said, "Yeah, sure, why not?"

A soft knock on Devin's door pulled his attention from his phone - and Alicia's Instagram feed - and he looked up to see Ashley step inside. She was naked and as she leaned against the door Devin could see that her chest was covered in Eric's cum.

"Hey there," she said.

"Hey," he replied.

Ashley approached the bed, pulled back the covers, and revealed Devin's erection, which he'd been slowly stroking while listening to her and Eric fuck as he browsed his ex-wife's Instagram and fantasized that it was her having sex with the man she'd left him for.

"What were you looking at on your phone?" she asked.

Devin showed it to her. He was embarrassed, but Ashley knew what turned him on. She was the one that had stoked the fires of that desire.

She smiled and looked through some of the pictures as her fingers encircled Devin's cock and slowly moved up and down his stiff shaft. "You like thinking about the two of them, don't you?" she asked. "You like thinking about this man fucking your wife's married pussy in your bed, don't you?"

Devin's cock throbbed in her hand as he nodded. He never wanted to indulge in that fantasy - it was such an embarrassing thing to think about - and yet his mind always went to it when he got turned on.

"Does it turn you on more knowing that your beautiful ex-wife is sleeping downstairs?" Ashley asked. "Does having her in the same house make your dirty little fantasy hotter, Devin?"

He nodded. He wasn't sure why, but it did make it hotter. It's not like he could live out the fantasy - Alicia's boyfriend was across the country - but there was just something about her being in the house again that made it so much hotter.

Ashley tossed his phone in the bed, smiled, and said, "She was jealous, you know? Jealous when I touched you, when I kissed you on the cheek."

"Really?" Devin asked. He'd suspected as much, but it felt good to know that Ashley had seen the same thing.

She nodded, crawled into the bed, and straddled his thighs. "She was absolutely jealous, Devin. I think your ex might still have a little bit of a thing for you. How does that make you feel?"

"I...I don't know," he answered. "I like it, I think. But I might hate it, too. I mean, she left me. She cheated on me. Why does she get to be jealous?"

"She doesn't," Ashley replied. "But it's okay for it to feel good, Devin. Just like it's okay to feel good that I'm stroking your dick while you're staring at my cum-covered tits and wondering if I'm going to let you clean them."

She was right. That's precisely what he'd been doing since she stepped into the room.

"That's what you want, right? You want to clean my boyfriend's thick, sticky cum from my tits, Devin? You mean to lean over so you can lick it up while I jerk you off?" she asked.

"Yes," he admitted with a nod.

"And what would your beautiful ex-wife think about that, Devin?" Ashley asked. "What would that lovely woman sleeping downstairs think about you eating another man's cum off my perky young tits?"

"I...I don't know," Devin answered, though even hearing the question brought with it a strange surge of lust.

"Did your dick just get harder in my hand because you want to try and find out?" she asked. "Should I go downstairs, bring your wife up here, and let her watch as you clean my tits? Should I tell her to play with her cunt as I make you clean my tits like the cum hungry slut you've revealed yourself to be?"

Devin was baffled as to why he found the notion so thrilling, especially the part about Alicia masturbating to it. He knew she'd never do that - she wasn't that kind of woman - and yet he suddenly wished she would.

"That turns you on, doesn't it?" Ashley asked.

"Yes," he admitted. "But please, don't do that. She'd never forgive me. She'd be so mad."

Ashley released his cock, gathered some of the cum from her chest, and used it to lube his shaft. She coated his cock in Eric's hot cum and Devin closed his eyes, grabbed the sheets, and moaned at the sudden burst of overwhelming pleasure he felt.

"I won't," Ashley said. "Not yet, at least. I think you might not know your ex-wife as well as you think you do, though. I think there's a chance she'd be far more open-minded than you might imagine, Devin. Eric thinks so, too. In fact, he thinks there's a good chance your beautiful ex-wife would be willing to let him fuck her."

"What?" Devin asked as he felt yet another surge of lust.

Ashley laughed. "You like that idea, don't you? Don't worry, Devin. If it happens, I'll make sure you get to watch. I'll make sure you get to watch your beautiful wife get fucked by a nice big cock in your bed. I'll make sure you actually get to live out that dirty little fantasy you've been nursing. You never know, she might even let you crawl between her legs to clean his load out of her like a good little cum slut."

"Ashley...fuck...I'm close," Devin said.

Ashley crawled next to him, took his cock in her and once more, and gently fed Devin one of her cum-covered breasts. "Suck it clean, Devin. Eat Eric's cum off my tits and think of him fucking your wife. Think of him pounding her needy little cunt. Think of him fucking her in the bed you used to share with her while you watch from your knees."

Devin devoured Ashley's perky breast - one and then the other as she gleefully fed him - and then he came hard. He had a mind-bending orgasm as the fantasy she'd described played out in his head. He liked that Ashley kept calling Alicia his wife. His vision went blissfully blurry for a few moments and his toes tingled as cum spurted onto his chest and Ashley pressed her breast into his mouth to keep his moans from reverberating throughout the house.

"Well, that was fun," she said with a smile. "You made quite a mess, though. Can I trust you to clean that up like I expect?"

"Yes," Devin said. He'd eat it all, just like she expected him to. He wasn't going to risk upsetting her.

Ashley gave him a soft kiss on the cheek, got out of his bed, and headed for the door. "I wasn't kidding about Eric fucking your ex. He's convinced she'd be willing and I am too. I assume you don't have any problem with him trying?"

Devin shook his head. He didn't give a damn about Alicia's boyfriend - who she'd be cheating on with Eric - and he wanted to watch her get fucked, so he was on board.

"Sleep well," Ashley said before blowing him a kiss and leaving the room.

Devin smiled and looked down at his stomach and the mess he'd made. He scooped some up with his fingers and shoved them in his mouth. It was always less fun after he'd cum, but Devin knew that cleaning his messes was part of how he kept getting to experience the orgasms he'd so quickly come to crave from Ashley, so he was going to clean up every drop and he was going to do so while fantasizing about Alicia getting fucked while he watched.