Let Susan answer

You open your mouth to say something but then think better of it. This was Mrs. Clark’s idea, after all.

You don’t have to wait long. With her breasts still engulfing your cock, she says to her husband, “What does it look like, dear? I’m getting Bryan ready to fuck me. I thought you’d never get home, because I’m so ready to have this giant cock inside me.”

Your eyes dart back and forth between the husband and wife, and you hold your breath, waiting to see what happens. You are really hoping that you have lucked out to find yourself the #3 in an open marriage. You have also heard enough horror stories about crazy women who arrange scenarios like this just to push their husbands over the edge so they will leave.

After what seems like an hour, but is actually only about ten seconds, Professor Clark gives a half smile and a nod. He reaches down and rubs his crotch through his slacks before walking over to an armchair to sit, facing you.

“Don’t let me stop you,” he says, unfastening his belt and opening his pants.

Susan continues rubbing your cock with her breasts for a few moments. She looks up at you with a twinkle in her eyes. Pulling back, she releases your cock and then bends down and gives it a couple of sucks. You were right on the edge of blowing your load all over her, but the interruption caused by her husband’s unexpected arrival succeeded in bringing you down a couple of notches. You are still rock hard, though, and if she had done more than a couple of slurps, she would be swallowing your spunk at this moment.

Susan turns to her husband and says, “I think you found a winner, Charles. When you told me you were going to recruit a freshman, I had flashbacks to the last time we had one that young. What a disappointment he was! But I think Bryan here has some real promise.”

She takes you by the hands and has you step down from the couch. She kisses you deeply and takes hold of your cock and rubs it against her wet pussy. You manage a glance at Professor Clark and see that his pants are pushed down around his thighs. He has his hand on his cock and is slowly stroking as he watches you with his wife.

Susan sees that you are looking at him and places a hand on your cheek, redirecting your attention to her. “Don’t worry about Charles. He likes to watch me get fucked by hot guys like you. Don’t you, dear?”

The professor doesn’t answer, but out of the corner of your eye, you see the movement of his hand speed up.

Susan lays down on the couch and spreads her legs for you. “I’m so ready to be fucked by you, Bryan,” she says. “I want you to stick that big teenage cock inside my hungry pussy and ride me until I go out of my mind!”

She doesn’t have to ask twice. Kneeling on the couch, you position yourself between her legs and drive your cock into the horny MILF. She lets out a loud moan that has to be more for the benefit of her husband than anything else. You know that you’re pretty damn good at this, but having just gotten started with her, it’s a little early for a reaction like that.

“Oh my word! Charles, his cock is so HUGE!” she yells as you begin your steady rhythm. “I can feel him stretching me SO MUCH! Oh DAMN! I’m ready to cum already!”

This much is true. You haven’t fucked her for more than 30 seconds or so before you feel her pussy spasm with the waves of a medium-level orgasm. As horned up as you are, you’re a little surprised that you didn’t join her, but you are still a little bit off your game because of the circumstances.

You slow your fucking to allow Mrs. Clark to steady herself, and you look over toward your professor. You now have time to take in the sight much better. He has unbuttoned his dress shirt, and it hangs open, exposing his hairy and muscular chest. His cock isn’t particularly massive, but it’s no dwarf by any means. Even with his large hand grasping the shaft, his cock is long enough that you can see a few inches that remain uncovered. You lick your lips at the sight. You have no idea if he goes both ways, but if he does, he could really do wonders for your “daddy issues.”

Susan’s legs wrap around your waist, telling you that she is ready to resume your activities. “You’re such a stud, Bryan,” she says. “I’ll bet you could fuck all night long and still be hard in the morning, couldn’t you?”

“It’s possible,” you admit, modestly. Possible? Hell, she just described a significant percentage of your nights and mornings since your voice changed.

“Charles, I’m going to have so much fun with him while you are gone! I may not let him go to class at all! And you said he has an identical twin, too?”

You grin as you steadily pick up speed, drilling into the cougar’s steamy cunt. You think you’re starting to get the hang of what’s going on with the two of them, and it’s relaxing you to know that you’re helping both of them get off.

“Are you getting hard, dear?” she asks her husband. “You want a piece of this, too, don’t you?”

“Damn straight,” says the Professor, speaking for the first time since sitting down. You look at him, trying to discern which of you he wants a piece of. You imagine him coming over to the couch as you continue to fuck his wife, spreading your ass cheeks, and driving his cock hard into your anus.

This fantasy is all it takes to put you over the top. With barely enough time to warn, “I’m cumming!” you shoot pent-up streams of cum into Mrs. Clark’s pussy. Rather than recoil from this, the woman pulls you in closer with her legs and drives her cunt upward, milking you of your seed.

Your orgasm lasts several seconds longer than normal; this was definitely worth the foreplay. You are just starting to feel your semen begin to leak out of Susan’s pussy and onto your balls, when Professor Clark stands and says, “Now it’s my turn.” He walks toward the couch, kicking off his pants, and stroking his rigid cock.