For Display Only Pt. 05 - Sex Stories

For Display Only Pt. 05

... clitoris. I shook.

Travis was staring at us and Ed was in the moment but I couldn't be sure whether they could see what he was doing or not, the shadows masking the act.

"Do you want me to fuck that beautiful body of yours?"

At this point I would have said yes to anything.

"Yes...yeesss"

Then my mood had a whiplash timeout. "What about your husband?"

"How did you..."

"I'm observant; your wedding ring and he saw you get gangbanged in the parking lot. Not to mention he's been watching us since you sat down."

I always forgot my ring.

"He...he likes to watch," I said, "and I like it when he watches me."

He pushed his middle finger in my pussy and I stiffened.

"Mara, I'm incredibly hot for you right now. I want you to come with me to my home. Your husband may or may not decide to follow us. I hope he's used to this because I might like to get a little rough on you. How does that sound?"

"Yes."

"When we're finished and my cum is hanging from your scrumptious lips I want you to sit for a painting immediately after I've fucked you."

"Yes." It was so erotic, the idea of painting me.

He took his hand away from my pussy, put some cash on the table and got up, extending a hand to me. I went and told Ed the plan and he should follow in our car.

Max and I left together and on the drive over to his place I leaned over and retrieved his cock and pleasured him. "If you go any harder on that we'll never make it there," he said.

"Not many ...

... men complain about my blowjobs."

He laughed, "I believe that."

He held my hand through the entire trip, often looking over at me with those eyes, those eyes that brought me to orgasm. I touched the side of his face and kissed his cheek. It was hard to remember I wasn't his. Was there such a thing as a temporary love affair?

I looked back for Ed and he'd managed to stay close. By the time I looked forward we were there, a bungalow in a nondescript suburban neighborhood. I pictured something more artsy, a downtown loft or something like that.

"Here we are, welcome to my palace."

Ed pulled in right behind us, got out and approached Max to introduce himself. Max intentionally drew me towards him and kissed me, establishing his claim over me as long as we all were in Max's territory. It was very top dog.

The two men never introduced themselves although Max stayed low level cordial knowing that using me relied upon cooperating with my husband. But make no mistake Max's negativity bled through. He would have preferred that Ed have some sort of accident on the way to the door and never be seen again.

Max kept his arm around me as a statement of ownership on his turf. I knew I had to say something to defuse the tension or no one would have any fun. I pulled Max aside in the kitchen.

"That guy in your living room is giving his consent to you having your way with me. I'm his wife. All he asks in return is to watch you do it. Treat him without the attitude and my ...