A Kinky Young Couple's Plaything - Part 2

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"Sorry to hear about your wife, man," Eric said as Devin made scrambled eggs for the couple sitting at his kitchen table. "That's rough."

Devin looked over his shoulder at the young, tattooed, shirtless man - Eric had come downstairs in nothing more than a pair of rather tight underwear that showed off every bit of his considerable bulge - and offered half a smile before saying, "Yeah...thanks."

"How did you find out about her fucking some other dude?" Eric asked.

Devin gripped spatula's handle tightly, took a deep breath, and tried his best not to yell at his houseguest for asking such a rude question. After all, if he wanted more of the pleasure Ashley had offered the night before he needed to behave himself, and he absolutely wanted more of that pleasure. "She told me," Devin answered. "In fact, we were sitting right where you're sitting. We'd just finished dinner."

The memory was still fresh in Devin's mind, though the pain wasn't anywhere near as potent as it had been in the immediate aftermath of his wife's reveal.

"Holy shit," Ashley chimed in. She wore the same thing she'd had on the day before, though this time it was a different pair of panties and a different cropped t-shirt, making Devin think she had a steady supply of skimpy clothes. "That's ice cold. Did you cook dinner that night?"

"I did," Devin said.

"Damn, man," Eric replied. "You cook dinner for your wife and she thanks you by telling you she's been fucking another man?"

Devin couldn't help but laugh as he took the eggs off the stove and portioned them out onto the two plates on the counter. "Well, she didn't exactly put it that way, but yeah, that's the gist of it. I cooked. We had dinner and she told me that she'd been having an affair and that she was leaving me. In fact, she told me she'd be moving across the country with her new man."

Devin set the plates in front of his houseguests and they dug in right away.

"These are good, man," Eric said.

"Yeah, delicious," Ashley added before as looked up at Devin and smiled.

Devin turned and set about doing the dishes. He'd already eaten and it felt a little strange to join the young couple at the breakfast table, so he figured he'd keep himself busy.

"So, Ashley says you enjoyed yourself last night," Eric said after a few minutes of mostly silent eating.

Devin stared down at the dirty dishes and took a deep breath as memories of the night before - and the wild, cum eating fun he'd had with Ashley - and smiled. "I did," he replied without looking Eric's way.

"Cause I was gonna fuck her after breakfast," Eric began, "and Ashley said she thought you might enjoy watching me pound her. Is she right about that?"

Devin looked towards the young couple and saw that they'd both finished their eggs and were staring at him. Ashley had a devilish smile on her face and Eric wore a bemused look, like he found it utterly fascinating that Devin might want to watch.

"You wouldn't be the first guy to enjoy watching us fuck," Eric said. "You wouldn't be the first old guy to enjoy watching us fuck, either."

Devin wanted to object to being called old - he was still a few years from his fortieth birthday - but he was nearly twice Eric's age, so of course he seemed old to him. "You've...you've fucked in front of people before?"

Ashley nodded as she stood up and sat in Eric's lap. His hands immediately moved to her stomach and slowly crept under her t-shirt and towards her breasts, which Devin imagined were absent the support of a bra and would feel truly wondrous to grasp. "We met an older couple once - they were even older than you, actually - at a club a few months back. We thought they wanted to swap - not something we would have been into - but it turned out they just wanted to watch."

"Did you...did you let them?" Devin asked as his heart began to beat a little harder and faster.

Eric lifted Ashley's t-shirt over her head, setting her breasts free and drawing Devin's gaze to them. A moment later Eric's large, strong hands surrounded her tits and he squeezed them hard enough that it must have hurt. Ashley didn't seem to mind, though. If anything, it seemed to turn her on, at least based on the way she moaned and gently ground her ass into her boyfriend's crotch.

"We did," Eric said. "We like being watched, and we really liked having that couple watch."

Ashley leaned back and kissed her boyfriend's neck. Eric took her nipples between his fingers and gently rolled them, eliciting a moan from his beautiful girlfriend. Devin looked between her legs and noticed a small wet spot had formed in her panties.

"They were a kinky couple," Ashley explained. "The woman stroked her husband's cock and told him he could never fuck her - or any woman - the way Eric was fucking me. She told him he wasn't man enough to fuck her like that."

Eric slipped a hand into Ashley's panties and rubbed her pussy as he said, "It was fucking hot."

"Eric fucked me even harder as we listened to the couple indulge in their fantasy. The woman was quite gifted when it came to dirty talk, and it was clear she was giving her husband everything he craved," Ashley said. "His dick was hard as a rock."

"Tell him what you said," Eric encouraged her. "Tell him how you made that old guy cum."

Devin was a little embarrassed at how hard he'd gotten as he stood there and watched Eric played with his girlfriend's pussy and tits, but he was fairly certain they were trying to turn him on, so he didn't make an effort to hide the erection that had grown between his legs.

"I just did what his wife was doing," Ashley said before a devilish smile crossed her face once more. "We made eye contact at one point. Eric was fucking me from behind - my favorite position - and his wife had just told him that he wasn't man enough to fuck her like Eric was fucking me."

"What...what did you do to make him cum?" Devin asked as he turned towards the young couple, revealing the full extent of the tent in his pants.

"I told him that Eric was ten times the man he was," Ashley answered. "I told him that I could tell he wasn't much of a man from the moment I met him. I told him that he didn't even deserve a handjob from his wife and that he certainly didn't deserve her pussy, my pussy, or any other woman's pussy."

Devin was intoxicated by the story and the sight of the pleasure unfolding in front of him, though he wasn't entirely sure why.

"He came so hard," Ashley said as Eric continued to work her pussy. "Afterwards, his wife thanked me. She told me he loves that kind of humiliation and that I made his orgasm so much hotter."

Eric pulled his fingers from Ashley's panties and she grabbed his wrist and took them into her mouth. She closed her eyes and sucked like she was giving a glorious blowjob as Eric said, "Then it was time for his wife to get hers. She wanted to cum to something very specific. Can you guess what she wanted?"

Devin shook his head.

"She wanted to watch her husband eat Eric's cum out of me," Ashley said as she directed her boyfriend's fingers into her panties once more. "He didn't want to, though. Not after his orgasm. He had no interest."

Eric was working Ashley's pussy with such vigor that Devin could hear the wetness from the other side of the kitchen. "Did he...did her husband do it? Did he eat Eric's cum from your pussy?" Devin asked.

Ashley nodded and then pulled Eric's hand from her panties once more. She held Devin's gaze while sucking and licking them clean and then stood up and lowered her underwear, leaving her naked in the kitchen.

"He didn't want to," Ashley said as she slowly moved towards Devin. "But his wife made him. She ordered him to do it for her pleasure. She ordered him to crawl between my legs, put his tongue in my pussy, and eat a superior man's cum out of me."

Ashley reached out and her fingers danced over the bulge in Devin's pants. He sucked in a sharp breath at the intense pleasure of being touched - even in such a delicate manner - and then Ashley leaned in and Devin felt her breath against his neck.

"I didn't have to order you to eat Eric's cum off of my body last night, did I?" she whispered.

Devin twitched with pleasure and answered, "No, you didn't."

"I wouldn't have to order you to crawl between my legs and eat his cum out of my pussy, would I?" she asked softly.

"I...no, you wouldn't," Devin replied.

Ashley unzipped Devin's pants and freed his cock. Her fingers danced delicately over the head, teasing him as he looked over her shoulder and saw that Eric had taken his underwear off and was stroking his impressively large dick with a smile on his face.

"Do you want to watch Eric fuck me?" Ashley asked.

"Yes, please," Devin said.

Ashley kissed Devin on the cheek and slowly backed up until Eric grabbed her hips and guided her onto his cock in reverse cowgirl. She held Devin's gaze the entire time, including when her lips parted to let out a low moan as her boyfriend's dick filled her.

"He's so big," she said. "He feels so good inside me."

Ashley leaned forward, put her hands on Eric's knees, and rode him slowly, all while staring at Devin.

"Did you ever fuck your wife in the kitchen?" Eric asked.

Devin shook his head.

Ashley smiled. "Do you think your wife fucked her new man in this kitchen, Devin? Do you think she rode his cock just like I'm riding Eric's cock? Do you think she made him breakfast and then took his cock for a ride because she couldn't resist having him inside her?"

Devin's cock throbbed. He wrapped his fingers around his turgid shaft and slowly ran them from the base to the tip, experiencing an uncommon form of bliss as he did so. He closed his eyes for a moment and let the pleasure spread from his loins to the rest of his body, all while the sounds of sex filled the kitchen.

"I'll bet she got fucked on the kitchen table," Eric said. "I'll bet she sat right on the table where you two ate, spread her legs, and invited her new man to pound her pussy. I'll bet it was fucking hot, too, knowing that she was getting pounded right where the two of you would be eating dinner later that night."

"What's her name?" Ashley asked.

"What?" Devin replied.

"Your ex-wife. What's her name?" Ashley asked as she bounced a little harder on Eric's dick.

"Alicia," Devin said. "Her name was Alicia."

Ashley stood, sat on the kitchen table, and spread her legs. Devin stared at her gaping pussy lips and thought of his wife in her place. He couldn't help it. They'd planted the thought in his head and now it was all he could picture.

"Come here," Ashley said. "Get on your knees. Eat my fucking pussy."

Devin rushed towards the kitchen table and dropped to his knees. He ate Ashley's pussy as commanded while Eric watched and masturbated.

"Mmm, that's so fucking good," Ashley said. "I can see why that kinky older couple liked to play the way they did. There's something so fucking hot about this, about seeing you eating my cunt after Eric's cock was deep inside me. You're going to be right back there after he nuts in my pussy, Devin. You're going to get on your knees and eat his fucking load out of me. Oh...fuck...you're going to lick up every drop."

Devin was too busy eating pussy to affirm the truth of that, but she was right. He would do what they wanted. He couldn't imagine anything hotter, in fact.

"That's enough," Eric said as he stood up. "My turn."

Devin moved aside and Eric slipped his cock into Ashley's pussy. He filled her with one deep thrust, held his shaft balls deep inside her for a few moments, and leaned down to kiss his girlfriend.

"Fuck me, baby," she begged. "Please, fuck me hard. Pound my pussy. Pound my tight little pussy."

Eric fucked her with wild abandon. It was hard and fast. He pounded her so hard that Devin worried they might break his kitchen table. It slid a little closer to the wall with each thrust, but Eric didn't stop. All he cared about was satisfying his girlfriend and claiming his satisfaction in the process. Based on Ashley's wild moans, she was thoroughly enjoying herself, too.

"Cum inside me!" she cried out. "Eric, baby, cum inside me!"

Their orgasms arrived not long after. Eric came inside her as Ashley's toes curled and her screams of pleasure filled the kitchen. Devin watched every moment of it from his knees. He hadn't even considered getting up and moving to the chair Eric had sat in. Something about watching from his knees felt better.

Eric pulled out and wiped the head of his cock over Ashley's pussy lips and her inner thighs, leaving behind a thin film of cum and her juices. Then he stepped away, dropped his naked ass into the chair, and leaned back with a deeply satisfied smile on his face.

"That woman at the club...she played with her pussy as her husband ate me out," Ashley said. "She rubbed her clit and she told him he was a filthy cum slut while he pushed his tongue inside me and cleaned out every drop of Eric's load. She told her husband he was a cum slut and she had a huge fucking orgasm, Devin. She came while he cleaned another man's sticky, salty load out of my pussy."

Devin moved between Ashley's legs and stared at her pussy. He could see Eric's cum inside her, as her lips were gaping wide open after the vigorous sex. He felt his cock throb as Ashley reached down and spread her labia even wider, exposing the pink, freshly-fucked flesh inside her.

"Clean my pussy, Devin," Ashley said. "Show me that you’re a cum slut too. But don't touch your cock while you do it, though. No cumming until you're done eating Eric's load out of me."

Devin didn't hesitate. He licked the cum and juices from her thighs and pussy lips and then pushed his tongue inside her. He lapped up Eric's load. He swallowed everything he could for the second time in less than 12 hours and he felt only the purest kind of arousal as he did so, for it was thrilling beyond words.

"Look at him go," Eric said. "You weren't kidding, babe. He fucking loves eating cum."

"Yes he does," Ashley replied. "Maybe his wife would have stayed with him if she'd known she was married to a kinky freak. She could have fed him her lover's cum right here in the kitchen. She could have made him watch as they fucked and then made him crawl between her legs to eat a real man's cum out of her."

Devin saw the lust on Ashley's face. He watched as she reached down to play with her clit. She was clearly getting off on teasing him about his wife's affair. Devin was getting off on it too, though. He couldn't believe it, but he was. His dick felt impossibly hard and he could feel the precum dripping. Every word she said turned him on, and while some part of him hated that, Devin couldn't deny he was hugely aroused.

"You can cum," Ashley said. "You can stroke your cock and cum, Devin. Cum right on the kitchen floor. Make a fucking mess while you think about your wife making you clean another man's cum out of her pussy because you're not good enough to satisfy her."

Devin buried his tongue inside her and swirled it around. He licked up Eric's load while masturbating furiously and it was no more than thirty seconds before he spilled his seed all over the kitchen floor.

Much to his delight, Ashley had a second orgasm just after he climaxed, once again filling the kitchen with her wild screams of pleasure, which happened to be music to Devin's ears.

When she'd finished, Ashley hopped off the table, bent over to give Devin a kiss on the cheek, and laughed at the mess he'd made. "That's quite a load of cum there, Devin."

"I think he should clean it up," Eric said.

Devin looked up at the young man and saw a delighted smile on his face. He was quite pleased with his dirty idea.

"Lick it up," Eric continued. "Lick up your mess."

"Do it," Ashley said. "Go ahead. Bend over and lick up your cum."

Devin didn't want to. He hated the idea, in fact. He thought of the older man in their story. He thought of him cleaning Ashley's pussy for his wife's pleasure. He thought of how happy it had made his wife. Devin wasn't married to Ashley, but he felt a desire to make her and Eric happy, so he did it. He licked up his cum. It was disgusting and unquestionably humiliating, but he did it.

"I didn't think he'd do it," Eric said as Devin dutifully mopped up the semen with his tongue. "But I fucking love that he did, and I'm pretty sure I'm going to love staying here."

"Me too," Ashley replied. "Now let's go shower."

They both left the kitchen and Devin finished the job of cleaning his cum from the floor despite the fact that they were gone. He knew it was unnecessary, yet for some reason he didn't hesitate to do it. It seemed that the young couple had already managed to establish a strong hold over him, though he felt no desire to try and break that hold.