It's Good to be Married to a Naughty Girl - Part 5

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Barry woke up before the sun on their last full day of vacation. It was a little after 5 a.m. No one in the cabin had stirred. He turned to see Marie sleeping on her back. The covers were pulled down to her waist and her breasts looked spectacular in the semi-sheer camisole she'd put on before bed.

A naughty thought came to Barry and he moved a little closer to his wife and kissed her shoulder. He took one of her breasts in his hand and gently touched her soft flesh before his fingers found her nipple and worked it expertly through the thin, impossibly soft material of her camisole.

Marie moaned quietly and stirred, but she didn't wake up, much to Barry's delight. His fingers slowly danced down her chest and over her stomach before he slipped them into the matching panties she'd worn with her camisole. He rubbed her clit in slow, gentle circles and listened as Marie moaned again.

Barry sat up and leaned down to kiss and lick her breasts through the camisole. His fingers ventured south and slipped between her pussy lips to discover a wondrous supply of wetness. He slipped a digit inside her, gathered as much of that wetness as he could, and then returned to her clit with a vengeance, rubbing swiftly.

"Good morning," Marie said in a soft, sultry tone.

Barry looked up from her breasts and smiled at his wife. He rubbed her clit faster and she arched her back and moaned louder. "Good morning," he said.

"To what do I owe this pleasure?" she asked.

"I had an idea," Barry replied as he slipped two fingers inside his wife and pushed them deep. "A naughty idea."

Marie bit her lower lip and moaned. "I like naughty ideas."

"I want you to go to Spencer's room. I want you to offer yourself to him. I want you to be a naughty girl for him. I want you to suck his cock. I want you to give him your pussy. I want you to let him use you however he wants. I want you to make him cum and I want you to cum all over his big cock," Barry said.

"And what should I do after that?" she asked with a twinkle in her eye.

"You should come back to me," Barry replied.

Marie reached down, pulled his hand from her panties, and took his slippery fingers into her mouth. She sucked them clean and swirled her fingers around them like she was giving the most wondrous blowjob in the world. Then, once his fingers departed her mouth, she asked, "Should I suck him like that, baby? Should I suck Spencer's big cock like that? Should I be a naughty little cocksucker for him?"

"You should," Barry replied. "You should go suck Spencer's big dick, and when you get him hard you should give him your pussy in any position he wants it in. You should let him cum inside you, too."

Marie smiled. "That would be very naughty of me. Am I going to be punished if I let him cum inside me?"

Barry nodded.

Marie kissed him, moaned as his tongue slipped into her mouth, and then rolled out of bed and headed for the door. "It might be a while," she said. "I do enjoy taking my time with him." Marie blew him a kiss and then left the room.

Barry laid back, smiled, and stared at the ceiling as he pictured his wife slipping into Spencer's room and crawling under the covers with him. He couldn't help but hope that she'd have her lips around his cock before he'd even woken up, as he imagined that would be quite the delightful surprise.

Knowing he couldn't just lie there and wait - he'd go out of his mind with anticipation if he did that - Barry first tried to go back to sleep. He figured it would be fun if Marie came back to the room, crawled into the bed, and woke him up with a blowjob too. Sleep wasn't possible, though. His mind had no interest in letting him get even a wink of extra rest, so Barry turned to his phone to amuse himself.

That proved fruitless too, unfortunately. There were articles he could read and social media posts he could catch up on, but none of it held his attention for more than a few seconds, and even then he was really just thinking about Marie and Spencer fucking.

Ultimately, Barry decided that the only thing to do was sneak out of the bedroom to see if he could listen. That was enormously risky, of course - one of their friends could easily emerge from their room to use the bathroom - but Barry didn't give a damn. He craved the thrill of listening to Marie get fucked and that was all there was to it.

Barry got out of bed and headed for the door. He opened it carefully, stepped into the hallway, and tiptoed towards Spencer's door. He didn't hear a thing as he got close and it wasn't until his ear was nearly pressed against the door that Barry heard his friend's moan.

"Jesus, Marie, I don't know what's gotten into you the past few days, but this is fucking incredible," Spencer said.

Barry listened closely and he was fairly certain he picked up the sound of a wet blowjob. Marie must have been going all out on Spencer's big cock, which would explain his amazement at her oral skills. Barry imagined her on her knees between Spencer's legs as he looked down at her eager, talented mouth working his cock. Even the thought of her giving a blowjob was enough to help Barry's dick stir to life in his underwear, creating a noticeable bulge as he looked down.

"You can have me any way you want me," Marie said. "My body is yours to enjoy, Spencer."

Barry felt his cock tingle as his wife uttered those spectacularly slutty words to their friend.

"Then I want you on top," Spencer said. "I haven't fucked you that way yet and I'll bet you're going to look amazing riding my cock."

Barry heard the gentle squeaking of the bed frame and he pictured his wife crawling towards their friend and straddling him. Spencer moaned and Marie joined him in unleashing that wondrous sound of pleasure as his big cock no doubt filled her.

"Ride me, Marie," Spencer instructed. "Ride my cock. Make me feel good with that tight, married pussy of yours."

Barry smiled. Spencer clearly liked that he was fucking a married woman, though out of all their friends he was absolutely the one that would find great pleasure in inserting his cock into someone else's marriage.

"Fuck, Spencer, your cock feels so good inside me," Marie said. "You're so fucking big. God damn, you stretch me out so good. You're so fucking deep in my pussy."

She was getting loud, which put a smile on Barry's face. Either she didn't care if anyone else in the cabin heard or she was so caught up in her pleasure that she forgot they were staying in the same house with several of their friends in addition to Spencer.

The sex was vigorous enough that the sounds of it - the moaning and groaning, the way the bed frame squeaked - reached Barry's ears as he listened outside the door. They seemed to travel right to the arousal center of his brain, too, as he sported a throbbing erection in his underwear while listening to the passion unfolding just a few feet from where he stood.

"Spencer...fuck, I'm cumming," Marie cried out. "I'm fucking cumming!"

The sounds of sex slowed and then came to a stop. Marie's moans continued, though, as the pleasure of fucking their friend and his big cock ripped through her body. Then there was silence as Barry stood outside the door and held his breath so he could hear even the quietest sound. For a few minutes there was nothing as he imagined Marie recovering from her climax with Spencer's cock still deep inside her.

"On your back," Spencer said.

The bed frame squeaked as Marie moved into position. The sounds of sex resumed almost immediately. Spencer was inside her. Barry imagined Marie's legs wrapped around Spencer's body as he pounded her pussy. He imagined them kissing as their bodies melded in the pursuit of pleasure.

Barry listened until he heard someone in another bedroom stir. He heard footsteps approaching their door and he quickly rushed back to the room he and Marie shared. He shut the door just as one of his friends emerged from their bedroom and stepped into the hallway.

Barry heard someone snicker. "Fucking Spencer," he said with a laugh. "The man never goes more than a few days without finding someone willing to take his cock."

Someone walked by their door and headed downstairs and Barry smiled. He was surprised to find it thrilling that someone else had just listened to his wife taking Spencer's cock. With his erection still making quite the tent in his underwear, Barry returned to the bed and waited patiently for his wife and their friend to finish.

Ten minutes passed before the bedroom door opened. Marie stepped into the room in the same camisole and panties she'd had on when she left, but her hair was an absolute mess and Barry could see an obvious wet spot in her underwear.

Marie leaned against the door and stared at the tent in his underwear. "I was a very naughty girl."

"Come here," Barry said.

Marie pushed away from the door and sauntered towards him. She stopped at the edge of the bed and he reached out, grabbed a handful of her ass, and pulled her closer.

"I was a little bit naughty myself," Barry confessed. "I couldn't help but sneak out and listen by Spencer's door."

Marie smiled and her fingers danced down Barry's stomach and over the bulge in his pants. She caressed him, offering just a hint of pleasure as he ached for the joy of feeling her bare hand against his cock. "Did it turn you on to listen to your wife being a naughty little slut for another man?"

Barry nodded.

"He was asleep when I stepped into the room. He was hard, though. He must have been having a dirty dream, maybe even about me," Marie explained. "I pulled back the covers, slowly worked his underwear off, and moved between his legs."

Barry looked down and watched Marie do the same to him. Soon enough his cock was free and stiff as steel. She took him in her hand and stroked him at an achingly slow pace. "Did you suck his cock?"

"I did," Marie said. "I couldn't help it, Barry. I was wet just looking at it. It was so long and thick and beautiful. The head was so plump and perfect. I had to have it inside me. I had to have it in my mouth. I had to make him feel good. I had to suck his cock. I felt like such a slut, but I couldn't help it. I wanted it so badly, so I took him in my mouth and I sucked his cock until he woke up."

"What did he think when he saw you blowing him?" Barry asked.

Marie smiled and moved into the bed. She crawled between Barry's legs, laid down, and kissed the head of his cock. She licked it a few times like she was tasting a lollipop and then said, "He was surprised at first. But of course he was. His friend's wife was in his bed. She was sucking his cock like it was the only thing in the world she could think about, like I was his personal pornstar and the only thing that mattered was making him feel good."

Barry was about to ask another question when Marie engulfed his cock in her wet, eager, exceptionally talented mouth. He instantly thought of her doing the same thing for Spencer and it made the blowjob that much more pleasurable.

After quite a bit of beautiful sucking, Marie looked up, smiled, and asked, "You don't mind that I was a naughty girl for Spencer, do you? You don't mind that I acted like a dirty little slut for him, that I sucked his cock like I really was his personal pornstar, do you?"

Barry sat up and Marie moved to her knees. He smiled and then kissed his wife. Her lips were wet with saliva and her tongue darted into his mouth, offering him a taste of his cock as her fingers encircled his shaft and stroked him slowly.

"Did you give him your pussy?" Barry asked, despite knowing full well that Marie had done so.

She nodded and pulled Barry's hand between her legs. He pressed his fingers against the lace of her panties and felt the warmth and wetness that resulted from getting fucked. "I did what you said. I gave him my pussy however he wanted it. I gave him my body and he used it hard."

Barry pushed his fingers into Marie's panties and penetrated her pussy. She was soaked, but of course she was. Spencer had cum inside her. His load was leaking out of her as she sat there in the bed with Barry. "Did he cum in your pussy?"

"Yes, he did," Marie answered.

"Did he enjoy that? Did he enjoy that you were willing to let him cum in your married pussy?" Barry asked.

Marie took his cock in her hand and stroked him slowly. Her fingers danced over the tip every time her hand reached the top of his shaft and then traveled back down once more. "He loved that I let him cum in my married pussy, though I called it my cunt as I begged him to fill me with his load."

"You naughty girl," Barry said as he pulled his fingers from her panties. He held them up and she stared at the thin layer of cum and pussy juice that coated them. "Look at the mess you made of my fingers because you were such a dirty little slut for our friend. You should clean them, Marie. You should suck Spencer's cum off my fingers."

Marie smiled and took his fingers into her mouth. She closed her eyes, swallowed every inch, and then sucked hard while pulling back. Barry was astounded at how eager she was to play the part of a naughty slut, doing every little thing he said and doing it with gusto.

"Did I do a good job?" Marie asked as she leaned closer.

Barry nodded and her lips approached his. He wasn't sure why, but he desperately wanted to kiss his wife. He wanted to feel her lips against his. He wanted her tongue - the tongue that had just sucked cum off his fingers - in his mouth.

Marie granted his wish without a word. She kissed him. Her lips parted. Her tongue invaded his mouth. He tasted a little bit of saltiness, and he moaned, for it was pleasurable in a wild, kinky, wonderful way.

Barry plunged his fingers into her panties once more. He filled her pussy with three of them this time. He pushed them deep as Marie moaned into his mouth while her tongue did such wondrous things. When he pulled his fingers from her slippery, cum-filled cunt, Marie leaned back a little. Barry held them up and they both stared at the slippery fluid coating them.

She smiled and took his fingers in her mouth. She sucked them clean and then immediately kissed him. Her tongue was even more aggressive this time and the salty taste was far stronger. Barry was certain his wife was pushing his friend's cum into his mouth and for some reason it drove him wild with lust. His cock throbbed in her hand and he moaned just as loudly as she had while he'd listened to her fucking Spencer.

Then Marie pulled back and this time she lifted her fingers into the air. They too were coated in a mixture of Spencer's cum and her pussy juices. "Do you want to be a naughty boy, Barry?" she asked.

Barry nodded, parted his lips, and took her fingers into his mouth. The pure, unadulterated taste of cum hit his tongue as he stared into Marie's eyes.

"I like it when you're a naughty boy," she said before moaning. "Fuck, Barry, suck my fingers clean." Her voice was laced with lust, like she truly was thrilled by the sight of him sucking her slippery, cum-covered fingers clean.

With her fingers still in his mouth, Marie pushed Barry onto his back. She straddled him, pulled her panties aside, and dropped her messy, cum-filled pussy onto his stiff cock. Her mouth opened and a moan escaped as she engulfed him in her wetness. Her fingers left his mouth and were quickly replaced with her tongue as Marie began to ride Barry.

He grabbed two handfuls of her perfect ass and squeezed tight. He then delivered two swift blows, spanking his wife as she bounced on his impossibly stiff dick. Marie moaned into his mouth and then sat up, put her hands on his chest, and dug her fingernails into his flesh.

"Spank me," she said. "Spank me hard. Spank me for being a dirty little slut with Spencer."

Barry spanked his wife's tight ass as she rode him with wild abandon. She moaned loudly - loud enough that anyone outside the door would have heard - but he didn't give a damn. They probably would have heard the spanking, too, but none of that mattered. All that mattered was that they were having beautiful, kinky, wild, wonderful sex and he was desperate to cum inside his wife.

"Your pussy feels so fucking good when you've been a dirty little slut," Barry said before spanking her once more.

Marie somehow rode him faster. She ground her clit into his pelvis over and over, creating incredible friction and heat between them and luring him ever closer to a massively powerful orgasm.

"Barry, fuck, I'm close," she said. "Spank my ass and make me cum!"

Barry spanked his wife's ass and watched her face to time his orgasm with hers. The moment she threw her head back and screamed, Barry grabbed two handfuls of her ass and came inside her. The sounds of their pleasure filled the bedroom as they both rode out lengthy, body-shaking climaxes.

Marie then collapsed on top of him and Barry wrapped his arms around his wife and held her close as his cock remained buried in her hot, exceedingly sloppy pussy.

"This was a perfect way to start the day," Marie said softly.

Barry chuckled. "It really was."

"We should definitely do it more often," she added.

Barry was more than happy to try and find some way to do that, for he was fairly certain he'd just had some of the best sex of his life, and it was always worth working for more of that kind of pleasure.