My wife goes down

Monica smiles deviously at me, then looks back at Phoebe, “I’ve never gone down on another woman before, but tonight I’m the perfect combination of drunk and horny. I’m really in the mood to try. Will you be my first? I apologize in advance if I’m bad.”

Phoebe answers with a sensual kiss, “Of course. And don’t be nervous, I’m sure you know what’s most pleasing.”

My wife crawls down between Phoebe’s spread legs and pulls the blanket over so I can’t watch. Phoebe gives me a mocking smile, and whispers so Monica can’t hear, “Your wife is about to go down on me. You’re such a cuck!”

That’s too much.

I can’t take the humiliation of being kicked out of this threesome. I move up besides Phoebe, and I grip her throat. I give a squeeze **** her briefly. I loosen my grip, but leave my hand on her throat.

Her dark eyes look up at me, and she says loud enough for my wife to hear, “That’s so fucking hot. Don’t stop.”

I squeeze her neck again and bring my lips down to hers. We have the most intense kiss of my life. Our tongues can’t rub against each other more. She gasps for breath into my mouth when I relieve my grip on her neck.

We make out so intensely, and I sporadically **** her. She moans against my lips as my wife pleasures her. I give her enough space to praise my wife: “No way is this your first time.” “Hmmm that feels amazing!” “Yes! Yes!”

With my hand on Phoebe I whisper in her ear, “I want to make you **** on my cock.”

She looks up at me helplessly and nods. How could a woman this vicious and sexual look so **** and innocent. Fuck. I’m so hard. I want to part her lips and fuck her little mouth so badly.

I move back to take off my pants. I unzip and push them down. At the same time, my wife pops up from under the blanket, her chin wet with Phoebe’s arousal. She pants, “Oh my god. I can’t believe I did that. This is my first time with a woman. What else we can do?”

Phoebe glances at my raging hard cock, then looks to her travel bag full of dildos and vibrators.