Chloe. But who is next to her?

Sean woke in the small hours of the morning in their dark bedroom. He wasn't sure what had woken him up; his throat was parched, he had a mild headache, and he had to pee, but it seemed like there might be something else, like maybe he'd heard a sound... He could hear Chloe's breathing from next to him, though it sounded a little labored, almost like she was having a bad dream. Then he heard a tiny moan from her and felt the bed shift slightly. Maybe she's having a really good dream he thought, smiling to himself. The bed was actually rocking slightly, now that he noticed it. Is Chloe seriously masturbating in her sleep? I thought surely she would've gotten enough last night. Crazy girl. He thought, admiring her libido.

Sean decided he'd have to pee before he could get back to sleep, so trying not to wake Chloe, he started to slowly creep toward the edge of the bed. As soon as he started moving, it seemed like the bed stopped shifting and Chloe's breathing seemed normal. Did I just imagine it? Maybe some wishful thinking? Sean shook his head and crept out of bed then used the toilet. He came back and laid down in bed once more, trying to fall asleep. He was having trouble, when he felt the bed shift again, and heard Chloe's breathing get heavier. Intrigued, Sean turned to be face to face with his wife and reached under the covers putting his hand on top of her upper thigh. He slid his fingers lightly up and down her silky smooth skin and was a little surprised when her panties weren't up on her lovely hip where he expected them, but were instead down around her knees.

Still rubbing her thigh with his one hand, Sean reach his other hand forward and touched just above her pussy, then started exploring downward until he reached her clit. He gently teased and rubbed for a minute, getting a gratifying increase in the rate of Chloe's breathing. He felt her hand reach into his boxer shorts and pull out his dick, bringing him rapidly to a pleasantly strong erection. He was just starting to dip his fingers lower to her pussy when her hand caught his and held it on her clit. Guess she really likes that stimulation, or maybe she's sore from earlier. He noticed her hips weren't moving that much, maybe rocking very slightly and slowly, but the bed was still slowly shifting back and forth a bit more than he would expect. Wanting to stimulate Chloe more, he brought his right hand down between her legs, probing into her thigh gap to play with her pussy, when suddenly he felt it. A thick, hard shaft. Slick with Chloe's juices and sliding deeply into her pussy. He felt it moving achingly slowly outward, a single stroke taking 10 seconds, then reversing just as he started to feel the felt the large head and moving back inward. He thought he even heard a tiny sound in someone's throat at his touch. Magnus thinks this is Chloe's hand I bet. Sean thought, feeling the shaft, slick and hard under his fingers, sliding through his hand. There was something deeply erotic about what was happening, and he didn't take his hand away as his own cock flexed in his wife's hand involuntarily. As Magnus went fully inside his wife he even felt his heavy balls in their stretchy, warm sack.

Sean realized he had stopped rubbing Chloe's clit, and she was actually rubbing herself with his hand. He resumed his stimulation there, while he felt himself start to leak a stream of precum into Chloe's hand. That rarely happened for him, so rarely in fact that Chloe assumed he had cum, and took her hand away from his cock with a small sound in her throat. She kept Sean's left hand pressed to her clit though. After a couple more minutes of feeling Magnus's girth slide through his hand on it's journey to penetrate his wife, Sean took the step of cupping his balls and squeezing them lightly. Magnus made a clear grunt, which Chloe tried to cover up with a cough. Magnus held deep inside Chloe then, and only shifted in and out about an inch. Chloe's breath was coming faster, and she started to move her hips more and more. Suddenly Sean felt a pulsing in Magnus's scrotum and he started squeezing in time with it as Magnus and his wife came together. Magnus started grunting and jerking his body, which again Chloe tried to cover up with her own noises and movements as she got filled with his semen. Sean felt another small stream of precum slip from his own manhood. After a minute everyone was still once more, and Sean carefully removed his hand, hoping Magnus would think that had been Chloe, and Chloe would think Sean had only been playing with her clit, and no one would be the wiser regarding Sean's depravity.

He lay awake for some time and finally heard Magnus slide off the bed and creep from their room. Only then did he whisper to Chloe, "I didn't actually finish completely..."

She made a sleepy murmur in her throat, and Sean slid his boxers down to his knees, then scooted forward, pushing into Chloe's thigh gap. Her slit was oozing a remarkable amount of cum, which Sean rubbed himself in, reveling in the warm, slippery sensation. Chloe didn't move, she just whispered, sleepily "I'm so wet from that orgasm, but I was just too sore for you to finger me, let alone fuck me. And I'm just so sleepy, but maybe a handjob?" Sean thought it sounded like she wasn't even trying that hard to lie. She had her knees pressed tightly together, and rubbing his cock against her pussy and smearing it all around her thigh gap had made a perfect little pocket to fuck. Sean just whispered back, "Don't worry about it honey, you don't have to do anything. This it actually great." He started thrusting forward feeling the the slippery skin sliding against his cock head and thinking of the heavy balls that had been in his hand, and the thick shaft coated slickness he had felt feeding into his wife. He didn't last 20 strokes before he was cumming on his wife's thigh. She hadn't even lasted as long as he had, appearing to have fallen asleep already.