Chad prepares

Chad looked up at his wife, his heart racing. He knew he couldn't refuse her. He leaned forward, his tongue darting out to taste her, feeling her warmth and her wetness. He licked and sucked, his hands reaching down to grip her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he tried to please her.

Kyle chuckled, watching Chad's efforts with amusement. "Oh, Chad, you're doing so well. Just keep going." He reached to Sarah's hair, gently pulling it, exposing her neck. "Let me hear you moan, baby." Sarah let out a shuddering breath and leaned into Kyle's touch.

As Chad licked and sucked at Sarah's pussy, she began to writhe on him. Her hands lay on his hair, urging him on. "Oh, God, Chad, you are doing sooo goood," she slowly moaned. "Don't stop." He could feel her juices begin to flow as he continued to pleasure her, her hips grinding against his face.

Meanwhile, Kyle stroked her hair and caressed her neck, his other hand gently rubbing her nipple. "Does your husband really make you feel this good, Sarah?" he asked, his voice low and husky.

Sarah arched her back, moaning into his hand. "Of course not as good as you, Daddy," she breathed, her voice husky with desire. Chad felt a pang of jealousy, but it was quickly replaced by arousal as he continued to pleasure her. He could feel the familiar sense of belonging when he finally tasted the familiar juices of her pussy.

Kyle chuckled, his hand moving from her nipple to caress her cheek. "Wow, he really does have his uses, does he?" He leaned down, kissing her lips as Chad continued to lap at her wetness. Sarah moaned, her body shuddering with pleasure. "Yes he dooes! He makes me so wet so fast for you Daddy!"

Her hand quickly tilted her husband's face to look into his eyes so full of desire and longing. "Oh, Chad, I love how you make me feel," she whispered, her voice shaking with emotion. "You are such a good hubby for me."

As if to emphasize her words, Sarah reached down and patted Chad's cheek before directing him back to her moist folds. Chad licked and sucked, feeling the familiar warmth and wetness envelop him once more. He moaned, unable to contain the desire building inside of him as he finally managed to make his wife feel pleasure. "Sarah, I want to fuck you so much!" he groaned, his voice thick with lust.

Surprisingly for him that only made Sarah softly laugh mid her kiss with Kyle, "Honey, why would you say that?" There was a long pause as the only thing Chad heard was the sound of wet kisses exchanged between her and Kyle. "You know Daddy has to give you permission first." She wanted to say it in a serious tone, but it came out more like a playful tease.

"Well, he can always just jerk off if he wants, that is his best chance to cum while having sex with you." Kyle laughed softly, his breath tickling Sarah's ear as he spoke.

Sarah giggled and nuzzled deeper into Kyle's shoulder. "Oh, you're so clever, Daddy." She moaned as Chad's tongue traced circles around her clit. "And I think it is very sweet of you to let him do it." She whispered, her voice still husky with desire. "Honey, you can get your dick out and jerk off."

Chad was not sure what he was feeling. It was like he was in a dream, or maybe this was some sort of twisted reality. He didn't care. All he knew was that he wanted to be with Sarah, to be a her good husband. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his hardening cock, beginning to stroke it as he listened to their soft whispers and moans.

Kyle meanwhile managed to get Sarah's head to lie on the chair's headrest and approached her from the back, positioning himself in front of her open mouth. He guided his hardness to her lips, the head of his erection pressing against them as he watched Chad jerk off. "Wow slut, your hubby is really doing it." However before she could reply he pushed his cock into her mouth, making her gag as it slid past her throat.

Chad groaned, his eyes rolling back in his head as he felt the warmth of Sarah's pussy envelop him once more. The feeling of his wife's lower lips really made him going and without managing to control himself he promptly shot his load. Just as he was doing it he pulled back from his wife's folds moaning while spraying his seed all over the floor. "Sarah, I, I... oh God..."

As he was done, Kyle retreated from Sarah's mouth. "Well, I guess Chad are done with me." She reached between her legs to feel how wet she was. "And seems like you enjoyed it." She giggled, kissing Chad softly on the cheek. "Thanks for making me so wet." She leaned forward, giving her husband a peck on the lips before standing up and stretching. "I and Kyle are gonna go have some fun, so you can clean up the mess here, okay?" She smiled, winking at him. "Oh, and can we take the master bedroom tonight? I think the occasion deserves the big bed."

Chad blushed deeply, feeling embarrassment for some reason. "Y-yeah, sure, whatever you want." He mumbled, still trying to process why would he feel embarrassment to help Kyle out. "And I-I don't mind cleaning up after dinner." He quickly added, glancing at Sarah. "I-I mean, I'd be glad to help."

Kyle smiled at Chad, a look of amusement in his eyes. "Thanks, buddy. We appreciate it." He turned to Sarah, pulling her close to him. "Come on, let's go have some fun." They both walked out of the room, leaving Chad alone with the mess they made.

Chad took a deep breath, trying to compose himself. He looked around at the mess, feeling a mix of emotions. Part of him was embarrassed, another part was aroused. He didn't understand why he felt this way, but he knew he had to clean it up.

He started by picking up the dishes and putting them in the dishwasher. The smell of their combined juices made him feel even more aroused, and he had to **** himself not to masturbate again. As he was cleaning, the loud moans from upstairs echoed through the house, making it impossible for him to ignore what was happening. He could hear the bed squeaking, and the screams of his wife getting louder and more intense.

Chad's heart raced, and his breath quickened. He felt a mixture of jealousy and desire welling up inside him. He wished it was him making Sarah feel that way, but all he could do is stair at the puddle of cum he made on the floor. He took a deep breath and focused on cleaning the kitchen.