Passed out, almost

Consciousness came back to him with a jolt although his body did not respond. He felt a disconnect between his mind and his body but it was what was happening to his body that had stirred him. He was being moved or, more accurately, dragged. He couldn’t wake up and he couldn’t move but he became aware of his surroundings. He heard voices.

“Careful, you might wake him up. He just moved.” That was Chloe’s voice.

“Naa, he’ll be right back under in a second.” That was Garry. Garry was moving him. “I want the position to be just right.”

“You are such a fucking sadist, you know that?” She had no sense of disapproval in her voice.

“Don’t tell me you aren’t wet at the thought of this.”

“So fucking wet. You bring out the worst in me.”

“You love it.”

“Yes I do,” she said and then Sean could hear the sound of them kissing.

“Get on your hands and knees so your pussy is over his face.”

Sean could feel the weight of Chloe crawling over him. “Like this baby?” she purred.

“Fucking perfect. Let me just get a picture.”

“You are going to show that to everyone aren’t you?” she said, sounding amused.

“The fellas at the office love the pictures I show them. I bet every guy in the office has jacked off looking at you.”

“God that turns me on. Come on, stop messing around and fuck me. Please.”

“Seeing as you asked so nicely.”

Sean felt Garry’s body move into position soon followed by the appreciative moans of Chloe, the slapping sound of his body banging into hers and the jostling motion of their bodies. I have to stay awake, he thought and he began a battle with his own body not to pass back into unconsciousness.

Either by chance or by his actions in the bathroom, he remained conscious. A drip onto his face made his eyes twitch and he found he was coming too. With a **** of will, he opened his eyes. Blurry moving shapes greeted him. He wanted to rub his eyes but he didn’t dare move. He could tell he was directly underneath them and took the chance to squeeze his eyes shut and blink a few times to clear his vision.

Now he could see. His wife’s beautiful body, her pink slit being pounded by Garry’s cock. She was dripping wet and it was raining down on his face. Between the wetness and her bestial moans she was beyond turned on right now and even through the haze of the ****, so was he.

“Fuck, Garry, baby, I’m going to cum,” she panted. Garry kept pounding her and she let out a shout and her juices flooded out of her and onto Sean’s face. Sean shut his eyes just in time.

“Ha, you absolutely drenched him.,” laughed Garry.

“Stop looking at him and get back to fucking me,” Chloe demanded.

Sean was in a strange, self-imposed bondage. He was desperately aroused, wet and uncomfortable but he couldn't move. He could, of course, move at any time but he dared not. Instead, he watched his wife's pussy getting vigorously fucked, Garry’s balls slapping against her with each thrust.

She would cum again before they were done and Garry’s followed soon after. Sean could see Garry’s balls twitching as they filled Chloe’s pussy. Something she had been denying him for a while now. He was thankful that the **** were numbing him or he would likely have cum on the spot.

“I love feeling you cum in me,” sighed Chloe. I love having cum in my pussy.”

“No better place to put it,” panted Garry. He pulled out and to Sean’s horror that took all of his will not to react to. A thick glob of cum landed on his cheek. “Ha, I just got cum on his face. That’s hilarious. Why don't you wipe your pussy clean on it?”

“Oh my got Garry, that’s revolting,” said Chloe.

“But you’re going to do it aren’t you?”

Chloe didn’t reply but he heard her laugh as she moved and soon he felt her put her pussy right on his nose. He tried not to think about the warm sliminess he felt on his face as she wiggled her hips, sliding her pussy over his face.

Whatever position she was in, it was clearly hard to maintain and he could feel her shaking as she struggled to hold it. She moved and sat on Sean’s chest. “I can’t believe I did that,” she giggled.

“I fucking loved it.”

“Then it was definitely worth it. Come here, let me clean your cock.” Sean could hear Chloe slurping on Garry’s cock and balls. “You haven’t gone down yet. I take it this situation is doing it for you?”

“Too fucking right,” Said Garry and Sean struggled not to react as Chloe was roughly repositioned on top of him.

Chloe was laying on her back on top of Sean, her head now right next to his. She gave him a playful kiss on the cheek before gasping as Garry penetrated her. He began to aggressively fuck her on top of Chloe. Her voice was loud in Sean’s ear as she cried out in pleasure.

“I wish you were awake. I wish you could see this,” she said to him as Sean felt her body shake against him as Garry nailed her.

“You want him to see what a cheating slut you are?” Garry growled.

“Yes, I want him to see me like this. I want him to see how much I enjoy you fucking me.”

“I bet he’d jack off.”

“I think so too. He’s hard now. I can feel him pushing against me.”

“Ha, probably having some fucked up dream with you moaning in his ear.”

“Probably, don’t slow down. I love it when you fuck me hard and fast.”

“You fucking slut.”

Sean could feel Garry slamming into her. Between the haze of the ****, his discomfort and his arousal it all seemed like a weird fever dream. He wasn’t convinced he maintained full consciousness. He seemed to pass in and out of his awareness of the situation.