What choice does he have?

Mark knew he was stuck. He couldn't rightly deny Allie without explaining at least in some capacity why Dave made him uncomfortable, and to open that can of worms would be a disaster. No, it would be best to play along, let Dave have his fun teasing, then get rid of him and move on. He shrugged, "Why not... it is the weekend after all." he said trying his best to sound excited, and soon the three were leaning in and sampling some of Dave's finest. Mark felt the familiar sting in the back of his nose as he sniffed down the powder, his mind wandering back to that night, how he had felt after the taking Dave's **** and a fear started to bubble inside him. He went to call out to Allie but it was too late, she was already sniffing hers down and before he could even finish that thought, the pleasure began to seep in at the base of his skull.

Things quickly became a blur, Mark's consciousness reduced to moments of lucidity from within a whirling rush of powerful, euphoric emotions. It was if he was only experiencing fragments of what was happening around him as the night wore on, raucous laughter here, a clumsy hug from Allie there but he was having fun. Even Dave's grinning face made Mark giggle to himself as the three of them talked shit and pumped tunes, drinking beer and whiskey and whatever they could find as they rode out their high. It was a long ride, especially after topping up again once, or twice... Mark had lost count and at some point he noticed a change of scenery, lower lighting and he was comfortable. He was lying down.

Mark looked up to see Dave grinning down, the big man's frame seeming to tower above, his masculine face floating from up high. "Whatta ya think there Marky boy?" he asked Mark who was struggling to rise up on his elbow, wobbling slightly as he strained for an answer, his only response a dopey stare. Dave gestured with a glance to Mark's right, the signal taking some time to get through before Mark finally turned to look. A dopey grin broke out upon Mark's face as he took in the gorgeous sight of Allie, his beautiful wife, lying on her back looking up at Dave. She was giggling and writhing playfully and it wasn't until Mark's gaze moved down her body and back to Dave that he realised she was naked. Dave had positioned himself between her legs and he too, Mark realised, was naked - the massive shaft that had destroyed his own anal viriginity stood rigid and proud and as Mark's gaze followed it to the tip he was blessed with the vision of Allie's delicate womanhood. Her waxed pussy glistened slightly in the low light as she squirmed about and Mark found himself drawn to it, leaning in and laying back down to look upon it lovingly.

It wasn't long before Dave's cock entered the frame, his fat tip pressing in against his wife, causing her to mewl softly. Mark watched on in awe as her wet folds gradually spread, slowly accepting the invading phallus, kissing it with moisture to help it on its way as it slid in deeper and deeper. His breath caught in his throat at the moment of resistance, Allie's tight entrance struggling with the sheer girth of Dave's cock, the woman gasping and moaning, lost in her own delirium. The cock seemed to pause and time stood still, a confused Mark looking up at Dave questioningly only to be met with a sickly smug grin and a nod. Mark turned back just in time to see Dave push forward and break through Allie's resistance, his cock sliding deep into her tight pussy. She cried out, her cunt stretched further than ever before as Dave pressed on, filling her, pushing in deep until he was bottomed out inside her. He held himself there for a few moments, savouring the sensation of her clinging to him, her body milking his dominant cock as she writhed and drooled beneath him. Then, Dave slowly pulled out, letting her feel every bump and ridge until his tip came to rest upon her folds once more.

Mark himself moaned in pleasure as he watched the impossibly huge cock **** its way into his wife and disappear as if it were a magic trick. Then, as if watching a video in reverse he saw it slide back out, the thick shaft shining with Allie's fluids as it reemerged, the sight causing Mark to salivate. His mind was ablaze with emotions and sensations, his tongue sliding over his lips as he simultaneously wanted to lick and to suck and to fuck, and be fucked. He moaned needily, looking back up at Dave...