Money scam

Kyle yawned and stretched, feeling the warmth of the sheets against his skin. He looked over at the bedside table and saw the remnants of their passionate love-making last night: a discarded bra, a pair of silky panties, and a half-empty bottle of lube. He smiled to himself, remembering how Chad had reluctantly given up the master bedroom to him and Sarah so they could "be alone." This situation had played out a hundred times already - a **** but obliging husband giving up his wife and spending the night on he couch, listening to his wife getting fucked on his marital bedroom. This would never get old, Kyle thought to himself.

The sound of running shower reached him through the closed door. The smell of sweat, and last night's sex hit his brain and Kyle quickly stood up from the bed, stretching his arms above his head. He walked to the bathroom, thanking God, or Cthulhu for the wonderful gift he has.

"Sarah, I am coming in." Kyle called out as he walked into the bathroom. He was met with the sight of Sarah, her naked body glistening with water, her hair still wet from the shower. She turned around, a playful smile on her lips, and Kyle's heart skipped a beat. "Good morning," she said softly. "You're up early."

"I just wanted to use the bathroom," Kyle replied nonchalant. He walked over to the sink to splash water on his face. "Did you like last night?" He asked, not looking at her, feeling a bit nervous about it.

"Oh, you mean us using the my marital bed?" Sarah teased, stepping closer to him. "Of course I did. You're always welcome to do it again." She put a bath towel around her body. "I will go downstairs, will help my husband cook some breakfast." She paused for a moment. "I'm sure he is grateful too." With that, she turned and walked out of the bathroom.

Kyle couldn't help but grin as he watched her leave. One quick shower after he dressed up and when downstairs. Sarah and her husband, Chad, were already sitting at the kitchen counter, having finished breakfast. They were leaning in close to each other, their lips touching as they exchanged soft, loving kisses. "Morning Chad! Have you enjoyed your wife's screams last night?" Kyle relished in moments of marital intimacy, especially at how easy it was to break it.

Chad seem to be not amused. He looked up at Kyle, his expression a mix of annoyance and resignation. "Listen here, the fact that Sarah is nice enough to allow you have sex with her, does not mean you can just waltz in here and start making remarks like that. She was just being polite," but he got quickly interrupted by his wife, who put her hand on his arm.

"Oh, honey, don't be so pent," she giggled, "I know you have not had any action yet, but Kyle just asking a reasonable question. No need to be so hard about it." It was clear Sarah teases her husband, and Kyle was quick to join in.

"Come on, Chad, I know you liked it," Kyle added with a wink. "Now, tell us honestly, did you like the sounds of me and Sarah in there?" He gestured towards the master bedroom, where they had been just a few hours ago. Chad sighed, resigned to the fact that this was just how things were going to be for now. He looked at Sarah, who was grinning at him mischievously, and then back at Kyle.

"Well, to be honest..." he began, but was interrupted by Kyle reaching out to Sarah and pulling her into a quick kiss. "Ah!" she squealed, "Kyle!"

"What? I still want to fuck you. Can't I?" Kyle smiled, looking into Sarah's eyes. She sighs and looks at her husband as if looking for an apology, "I guess it would be rude to let you go with a stiffly." Her hands reached down and grabbed his crotch through the fabric of his pants. "Dear, continue. You were telling how much you enjoyed my moans when I was dicked down by Kyle here."

Chad coughed a little, obviously a bit flustered by the situation, but trying to play along. "Well, you know... it was pretty hot. The way you were begging... and then that loud moan when he..." He glanced over at Kyle, feeling a bit of a thrill himself. "When he finally..."

Sarah laughed, a little breathlessly. "Oh, Chad, tell how you felt about that game with the ring?" She grinned impishly, her fingers still toying with Kyle's crotch.

Chad cleared his throat, "Well, you know... I guess it was... intense. Seeing how your throat is fucked by another man, and then cleaning our wedding ring... It was... different." He glanced at Kyle again, feeling a strange mix of envy and arousal.

Sarah leaned in closer to Kyle, "Hmm, Kyle, I though the game was hilarious. I mean, watching my husband clean the ring of your cum, it was... sexy." She giggled, her hand still fondling Kyle's growing arousal. Chad couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy at the intimacy they were sharing, but he also found it strangely arousing. He glanced over at them, his breath hitching in his throat as he watched their playful banter.

Kyle grinned down at Sarah, his voice taking on a husky quality. "Well, I'm glad you enjoyed it, in fact, why don't we play another game?" He glanced at Chad meaningfully. "Maybe a game where somebody else will finally be able to get some action?"

Sarah giggled, her hand moving more purposefully in Kyle's pants. "Oh, that sounds like fun. Honey, you up to it?" She glanced at her husband, her voice laced with seduction. Chad looked at them both, feeling a mixture of emotions. He was still hard from last night, not being able to cum even after his wife told him to leave the room, and their make out session definitely only made things worse, "Okay, let's play!"

Kyle grinned wolfishly. "Game is simple, first one to cum in Sarah loses! But the loser has to pay the winner the difference in thrusts it took for them to cum." Sarah nodded in agreement, a sparkle in her eye. Chad swallowed hard, feeling a mix of anticipation and fear. He knew he was in for a wild ride.

Kyle shoved Sarah on the kitchen table and pinned her arms above her head. He moved his head down kissed her and bit her lower lip, making her moan. "You ready to get fucked?" He said while removing her shirt and bra leaving her breasts exposed. Sarah's nipples were hard and she could feel the wetness between her legs. "Yes Kyle, I'm ready," she whispered, glancing at her husband. Chad stood there, his erection straining against his pants.

Kyle grinned and pushed her pants and panties up and her spread legs. He moved his hand to her wetness and rubbed her clit, making her moan even louder. "Oh, fuck!" Her moan turned into a gasp as Kyle's hand slid between her legs and fingered her. "I think you are ready to get that dick." He turned to Chad and motioned with his head.

Chad stepped forward, his heart pounding in his chest. He couldn't believe what was happening, but the arousal was overwhelming. He lined himself up with his wife's wetness and was ready to push in when Kyle interrupted him. "Hey, buddy, I think I forgot to say that the penalty's changed is $100 per thrust."

Sarah's expression change to confusion and she tried to stop her husband, "Honey, I think we better not play." But Chad's pent up cock was a mind of its own. He couldn't hold back anymore. He thrust hard into his wife, feeling her walls grip his cock as he emptied himself with all his might. "Fuck, I'm cuminng!" He cried out, just after six thrusts.

Kyle chuckled, "Well, it looks like our Chad here made his play. Six thrusts is not a lot." Chad meanwhile was trying to get a hold of his breasts on top of his wife, while still moving in and out of her. Sarah moaned in pleasure, feeling her husband's weight on top of her.

"Chad, what the hell was that? You only gave it six thrusts!" Sarah seemed genuinely disappointed, and Chad could only mutter, "Sorry babe. I was really pent up." He was embarrassed and angry at himself for not lasting longer. Kyle chuckled, "Well, maybe next time you'll last longer, but since you didn't, it is my turn now. I think I let Sarah suck me off first, since I am quite confident here."

Sarah pushed her husband off her and sat up on the kitchen table. She glanced at her husband and then at Kyle, her eyes filled with desire. Kyle smiled wickedly, his erection straining against his pants. He unbuckled his belt and let his jeans fall to the floor, stepping out of them. His boxers were next, revealing his hard cock to the room. Sarah's mouth went dry as she looked at Kyle's member, already leaking pre-cum.

Kyle walked over to the table, his cock bobbing with each step. He stood behind Sarah and gently guided her onto her knees. Her hands went to his hips, feeling the warmth of his skin against her fingers. He grabbed her hair, pulling it gently as he positioned his cock at her lips. "Suck it, baby," he whispered.

Sarah opened her mouth wide and took Kyle's cock into her mouth. She began to bob her head up and down, using her tongue to tease the underside of his shaft. Kyle moaned loudly, his hips bucking forward as he thrust deeper into her mouth. Chad watched, his own cock still hard and throbbing. He couldn't believe what was happening, but the arousal was overwhelming. He wanted to join them, to feel Sarah's again.

Kyle looked at Sarah who was sucking his cock with gusto, her lips wrapped around the base of his shaft as she took him deeper into her mouth. "You know your husband already lost, right?" he asked with a grin. Sarah didn't respond, but only tightened her lips around his cock, making him groan.