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As they finished the main meal, Kyle leaned back in his chair and let out a satisfied sigh. "Well, that was quite a meal. I think we should play a little game before we call it a night."

Chad frowned, sensing the tension in the air. "What kind of game?" he asked warily.

Kyle grinned mischievously at Chad, his gaze flickering between Sarah and her husband. "It's called the cream pie game. You see, Chad, I thought you might be feeling a bit jealous of me and Sarah..." he trailed off, his voice low and suggestive. "So, we thought it'd be fun to play a little game where you get to watch."

Sarah leaned in, her voice soft but insistent. "Chad, honey, it's just a game. It'll be fun for all of us." She reached out to touch his hand, her eyes pleading. "And it'll bring us closer together."

Chad looked from Sarah to Kyle and back again, feeling a mixture of anger and arousal. He didn't like the idea of Kyle touching Sarah, but at the same time, he couldn't deny the desire he felt deep in his gut. He took a deep breath and tried to compose himself. "Okay," he finally said, his voice unsteady. "I'll play."

Kyle's grin widened. "Perfect. Here's how it works: we all stay here at the table. I'll start by fucking Sarah right here on the table." His hand moved up and down between Sarah's legs, demonstrating his intentions. "While I'm doing that, you, Chad, will have to jack off."

Chad swallowed hard, feeling his cock begin to stir in his pants. "Okay..." he managed to say, his voice strained.

Kyle continued, his voice low and seductive. "And whoever finishes first has to eat my cream pie out of Sarah's pussy. " He leaned in closer, his breath hot against Sarah's neck. "And trust me, sweetheart, it's going to be delicious."

Sarah shivered with anticipation, her breasts rising and falling rapidly beneath her blouse. She glanced over at Chad, her eyes meeting his. "Chad, do you want to play?" she asked, her voice husky. "You talked so much about feeling left out, and now Kyle creates this opportunity for us to include you..." Her hand moved up and down his side, her touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through him.

Kyle leaned forward, snatching Sarah's hand and placing it on his hard cock. "Sarah, let's start without your husband. He can mis-" But before he could finish his sentence, Chad's hand shot out and gripped his arm.

"No, I want to play too," Chad growled. He was sitting there in his own frustration and anger, and for some reason the opportunity to engage with his wife was not appealing, but actually quite stressful for him. He lowered he pants, freeing his cock. "I'm ready," he grunted.

Kyle chuckled darkly, amused by Chad's sudden aggression. He leaned forward, his muscular body tense as he watched Chad. "Well, then," he murmured, his voice low and seductive. "Let's see who can cum last."

With that, he pushed his cock into Sarah's wet folds, her legs put to the sides. Her moans filled the room as he began to thrust. Chad could feel his own heart racing as he stroked himself, watching his wife's face twist in pleasure. Her fingers curled into fists on the table, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she arched her back to meet each of his thrusts.

"Oh, God, Chad," she gasped. "I can't believe you're watching this..." Sarah arched her back, her breasts spilling free from her blouse as Kyle's movements grew more urgent. Chad could feel the tension building within him, his cock throbbing as he stroked it faster. The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room, mingling with their gasps and moans.

Kyle reached down, his fingers digging into Sarah's hip as he thrust harder. "You like this, don't you?" he growled, his voice raw with desire. "You like feeling this big cock inside you, don't you?" He pushed deeper, his hips snapping forward as he found her sweet spot.

Sarah whimpered, her nails digging into the table as she felt the edge of her orgasm approaching. "Oh, Kyle, yes!" she cried out. "Fuck me hard!" Her hips bucked up against him in time with his thrusts, her breasts swaying freely beneath her. Chad's cock throbbed in his hand, his gaze fixed on the sight of his wife being taken so roughly, her pleasure on full display.

"That's it, sweetheart," Kyle growled, "Tell your husband how much you need this." His thrusts became harder and deeper as he watched Sarah's face, her features contorting in pleasure. "You like feeling me inside you, don't you?" he demanded, his hand moving to grip her breast roughly. "You want me to make you cum, don't you?"

Sarah arched her back, her hips moving in sync with his thrusts. "Yes, yes, Kyle," she moaned, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "I want it all. I want you to make me cum." Her fingers curled into fists as she gripped the table, her breasts heaving with each labored breath.

Chad could feel himself getting closer, the tension in his body building with each stroke of his hand. The sight of his wife's pleasure, the sounds of her moans and her shrugging every time under the power of Kyle's cock thrusting inside her, was driving him wild. He leaned forward, his eyes locked on Sarah's face, watching her expression as she neared the edge.

"That's it, Chad," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the sound of their bodies moving together. "Just stroke... just stroke..." Her hips bucked up against Kyle's harder, her nails digging into the table surface back as she felt the familiar tightening in her stomach.

Kyle's thrusts became more frenzied, his pace increasing as he sensed her impending orgasm. "You're so close, baby," he groaned, his breath hot against her neck. "Tell your husband to cum with you." His hand moved from her breast to her clit, rubbing circles as he continued to thrust.

Sarah arched her back, her head thrown back as the sensations washed over her. "Chad, I'm... I'm so close..." she panted. "I need you to... to come with me..." Her hips bucked up against Kyle, urging him on as her own pleasure built to a fever pitch.

Chad could feel himself on the edge, his cock throbbing in his hand as he stared at the sight before him. The way Sarah's breasts swayed with each thrust, the way Kyle's muscles tensed as he drove into her, the sounds of their moans and gasps filling the room. He couldn't hold back any longer. "I'm... I'm going to...," he gasped, his hand moving faster over his erection.

Sarah's eyes squeezed shut, her mouth opening in a silent scream as the wave of pleasure washed over her. "Oh, God, Kyle!" she cried out, her body convulsing around him, her hips bucking wildly against him.

Chad could hold back no longer. With a hoarse cry, he came, his cock throbbing in his hand as he shot his load onto the table. His eyes never left Sarah's face, watching as she rode out her orgasm, her body shuddering with each wave of pleasure.

When at last she collapsed against the table, panting and spent, Chad reached out and tenderly touched her cheek. "Are you okay, baby?" he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "Are you okay with this?" His eyes flickered to Kyle, still buried deep inside her, and continuing his thrusts.

Sarah opened her eyes, meeting Chad's gaze. "I'm... I'm more than okay," she gasped. "I'm... I'm just so turned on right now." She reached down, her hand brushing against Chad's, their fingers intertwining. "I am so sorry you lost Chad," her voice was suddenly interrupted by a moan as Kyle began thrusting deeper inside her. "But... but I feel so good now, I so full." Her hips sped up, her body responding to the rhythm of their lovemaking.

Kyle leaned down, his lips finding Sarah's ear. "Chad, I want you to go on your knees and crawl under the table to see how I cream pie your wife," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "You lost and now you have to taste my cum in your wife's pussy." His thrusts grew faster, his hips slapping against her ass with each powerful stroke.

Chad's gaze flickered to the table, then back up to Sarah as she moved beneath Kyle, her hips undulating in perfect rhythm with his thrusts. He couldn't believe what he was seeing, couldn't believe the intensity of the emotions coursing through him. He felt both jealousy and desire, rage and arousal, all swirling together in a tumultuous brew.

His own cock, still hard in his hand, throbbed in time with the pounding of his heart. He watched as Kyle's muscles flexed with each powerful stroke, the way his hips met Sarah's in a perfect harmony of lust and need. It was a primal display of dominance and possession, and Chad found himself helpless to look away.

Finally, he crawled under the table, his knees making soft thudding noises on the carpet as he moved closer to the couple. The air was thick with the scent of their sweat and desire, and the sound of their moans filled the room. He could feel the heat emanating from their bodies as they moved together, their skin slick with sweat and wetness.

Kyle glanced down, his eyes meeting Chad's as he thrust deeper inside Sarah. There was a look of triumph and possession in his eyes, a challenge for Chad to take back what he thought was his. But Chad found himself unable to look away from the sight of his wife's body being taken, her pussy stretched and filled by Kyle's cock.

As if sensing Chad's presence, Sarah arched her back, her breasts pressing against Kyle's chest as she moaned his name. "Oh, God, Kyle," she cried out. "Fill me up." Her hips bucked up against him, urging him on as her inner muscles clenched around his thrusting cock.

Chad reached up, his fingers brushing against Sarah's leg as he leaned in closer. He watched as Kyle's hips slammed into her again and again, feeling the power of his thrusts through the thin fabric of her panties. The head of Kyle's cock pressed against Sarah's entrance, and then with a final, powerful thrust, he was buried to the hilt inside her.

Sarah let out a long, keening cry, her body shuddering with the intensity of her orgasm. Kyle held her tight against him, his eyes closed as he savored the feeling of her pussy milking his cock. Chad could feel the warmth of their bodies, the heat of their passion, and it was almost more than he could bear. But just as he thought about backing down, Kyle pulled out and a few drops of his cum spurted across Chad's face.

"Honey, do not waste it, lick it fast!" His wife Sarah moaned, as Chad leaned down and lapped up the hot cum from his face. The taste of Kyle's release was bitter, but mixed with Sarah's sweetness, he found it strangely alright. He couldn't believe what was happening, but he couldn't deny his wife's wishes.

"Just like that Chad, swirl your tongue there!" Sarah was lying on the kitchen table, her legs spread wide, her body flushed with the afterglow of their lovemaking. Chad knelt between her legs, his tongue expertly lapping at her wet folds, her clit still hard and swollen from Kyle's attentions.

Kyle stood nearby, his cock still half-hard in his hand, watching a husband cleaning his cream pie from his wife's pussy. He went around table and was met with a happy and satisfied face of the woman. "How do you like our first experience as fuck buddies?" he asked. "I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did." He took her chin and raised a bit for a quick kiss. Sarah could only moan and nod, feeling a wave of pleasure wash over her again.

Kyle grinned, watching Chad dutifully following the agreement. "Well, you can do that. I will go take a shower before bed."