Things get awkward (Not Ready ending)

Things started a little weird and Sara gave you some hostile looks, but you continue with the planned threesome. Sara and Tom spend a long time kissing and touching each other on the bed while you crawl between Sara's legs and dive in for a familiar taste of her sweet pussy. She seems distracted and more interested in her husband so after a few minutes you shift over to him and grab hold of his fat cock and start sucking him. He responds more favorably, resting a hand on your head and watching you bob on his swollen glans while his other hand slides between Sara's legs.

Your view of Tom Cleft's smiling face is soon eclipsed by Sara's full moon. She straddles her husbands face and aims her plump ass at yours while you busy yourself with her man's petrified prick. Tom grabs her ass and you can hear his tongue working feverishly on her slit. Sara responds with over-the-top moans and cries of pleasure. Weird, but you keep slurping on Tom's cock, starting to taste the salty flavor of his precum on your tongue. The louder he licks and Sara moans the harder you suck and stroke and fondle his balls.

Tom makes a sound of pleasure and abruptly Sara rolls off and re-positions herself in a 69 on her husband. She glares at you and practically yanks her man's cock from your lips and guides it to her mouth. You scoot away on the bed and stand up, watching the couple go at it as if you're not even there.

You're almost ready to give up and leave when Tom sees you standing idle. He motions you over and quickly his fingers slide between your smooth thighs and tease your clit. He fingers you with decent skill while licking his wife. Sara moans with ecstasy around her husband's surging fuckrod. She cries out for his cum and you can hear her gagging herself in her eagerness to suck him dry. As she lifts her mouth and gasps for air Tom cums, spraying long ropes of white jizz that splash Sara's chin and cover her fingers in spunk. She realizes what's happening and jerks the last few spurts from her husband's cock.

Sara leaves to clean off her hand and you slide into bed next to Tom. He kisses you with great passion and fondles your breasts with his free hand. He rolls you onto your back and kisses from your hard nipples down your flat tummy and to your juicy mound. His tongue is no less talented than his wife and you even enjoy the way his moustache tickles your clit. You roll your hips and grind against his mouth, cumming very hard before Sara returns from the bathroom with her long hair pulled back in a ponytail.

She takes over for her husband and in no time is bringing you off a second time with the addition of a finger up your tight little ass. Tom sits in a nearby chair and watches. Sara is rough, domineering, rolling you around like a toy and biting harder than usual on your nipples, sucking your breast, and slamming three fingers into your cunt. At one point she smothers you in her ass, burying your face under her hot flesh and twisting your nipples until you tongue her asshole. Once the wriggling pink tip of your tongue has reamed out her ass and pussy to a thigh-crushing orgasm she gets up and puts on a black rubber-strap on.

She eyes you with anger as she ties its straps. You used it once before and neither of you liked it. Apparently she has decided to punish you with it, and she does so with great vigor, pulling your hair, fucking you from behind, gagging you on it until tears are streaming down your face, pounding your ass with it, and forcing you to lick it clean. Exhausted and sore, she insists you fuck her husband again so Tom Cleft, with some objections, kneels between your legs and feeds his hard cock into the raw mound of your pussy.

To spite Sara you get it together and pretend to wildly enjoy Tom's fucking. You moan and cry out and sit up and throw your arms around his neck, kissing him, pressing your breasts into his chest. Sara watches with naked anger as you bounce up and down on her husband's rigid meat, kissing him, being kissed by him, and responding to his every touch as if it fills you with absolute ecstasy.

The truth is you're sore and tired, but you make out like it's the best sex of your life, begging for him to fuck you harder and harder. When Tom moans that he is close you tell him to cum inside you, but Sara has reached her breaking point.

She pushes you off of her husband and then pulls your hair so you are sitting before him on the bed. With one hand tangled in your hair she uses the other to squeeze your cheeks and hold your mouth open.

"Cum in her mouth," Sara says to her husband. "Cum all over this little slut's face. I want to see it. Cum all over her."

Tom strokes himself only inches from your face. You can smell your pussy all over him. His breathing is ragged, his body swaying with exertion. He jerks himself off as Sara painfully grips your hair and cheeks. Finally he cums with an elongated cry and a shotgun spray of hot droplets fire out and spatter your lips and your cheeks and fall into your open mouth. It's a small load, but the drops of cum are enough to fly into your eyes and cause burning pain.

Sara releases her grip and you bolt from the bedroom and run naked back to your house. It's over between the two of you. In a cold phonecall she says it's because you weren't ready for a relationship, but you know the truth. She was jealous. And she was a bitch. You're better off without her.