Derek sat at his desk the next morning, reviewing training videos. Although he’d been doing most of the work of the IT Manager, he needed to know the specific requirements for his job; he planned to take this promotion very seriously. Admittedly, he’d been surprised not to find Val perched on the corner of his desk when he arrived at work. He figured they would run into each other sometime during the day. However, by lunchtime, there’d been no sight of her, and he tried hard not to be disappointed.
What did he think was going to happen? Did he figure she’d be fawning all over him, offering her body to him every day? For fuck’s sake, she had a husband, and, he suspected, she was busy doing the actual tasks required of the Director of Operations. He’d discovered by doing a little research that Valencia Welton was bright, clever, and a well-respected businesswoman. She didn’t get her job just by being Anton’s wife.
By mid-afternoon, he had completed the training videos and sent Val the certificate of completion via email. When he saw a quick reply, he felt like a schoolboy getting a note from his crush and immediately felt like a dork.
Thanks for taking care of this so promptly, Derek. I knew I’d selected the right man for the job. Speaking of the right man, would you be interested and available for a threesome this weekend with Anton and me at our home?
Derek felt the heat of lust in his belly. He longed to touch her, to kiss her, to make love to her. But that wasn’t what she was offering. Still, he wouldn’t turn down the opportunity to be with her.
He emailed her back.
Just name the time and day, and I’ll be there.
He pressed send before he lost his nerve. Moments later, the ping of her response made his cock twitch.
Saturday at 8 pm. I’ll send you directions later.
The week dragged on without anything more than a few flirty emails and the brush of her hand on his ass in the breakroom. He received the directions to the Welton’s house on Friday shortly before leaving work with a note that said, Don’t be late.
He decided to masturbate Friday night so he wouldn’t blow his load too quickly on Saturday. He stripped off his clothes, climbed onto his bed, and fired up his laptop. But instead of searching for some porn to aid in his endeavor, he did a Google Image search of Valencia Welton.
Grabbing the Swiss Navy from his nightstand drawer, he dripped the cool, viscous liquid onto his rock-hard cock and lubed himself well. With his dick in his right hand, he used his left hand to fondle his balls. His hand paid special attention to the sensitive tip, rubbing the slit with his thumb.
His hips rocked as he glanced at a picture of Val in a skimpy cocktail dress at some fancy shindig. He imagined being with her as he continued stroking himself; he envisioned bending her over a chair and sliding into her wetness. Fuck!
Not wanting to cum too quickly at the thought of being inside Val’s hot, tight pussy, he squeezed the tip of his penis a little to ward off instant orgasm. He continued to edge himself while he gazed at photos of Val in various sexy outfits. She was so fucking gorgeous.
He lay back and pretended Val was giving him a hand job and allowed himself to let go, shooting ropes of cum on his belly and chest. If only that dirty little redhead were around to lick it all up.
After a while, he cleaned up and watched some TV, trying to keep his mind off of worrying about the threesome. He wished he could have had one more time alone with Val beforehand, but it never came to be. What if he had trouble getting hard enough? Or what if…
Stop worrying! The minute you see her smile seductively, Mr. Happy will stand up and take a bow. Get out of your head!
Little did Derek know, but across town, Val was feeling nervous, too. She wondered how Derek would feel interacting with Anton. Funny, she had never worried about that before with other Bulls. But Derek was different. She had feelings for him, though she couldn’t explain why; she barely knew him! Still, there was part of her that wished they could have had one more time together before the threesome. She had intended to lure Derek into the conference room again, but the remainder of the week had been so busy (doing actual work) that there was never time to make it happen.
On Saturday, Derek made sure to do a little manscaping for Val. He felt ridiculous trying to pick out what to wear but finally settled on a pair of black trousers and a black and gray long-sleeved button-down shirt. It seemed classier than jeans but not overly formal. He shaved his face and put on just a dab of cologne. He was ready early, so he sat on the couch to enjoy half a beer. Not enough to make him impaired, he needed to drive, after all, but enough to help him relax.
At the Welton’s, Anton prepared Valencia for use. He shaved her legs, so they’d be nice and smooth for the evening. He trimmed her mound, leaving just the landing strip he found so sexy. And, finally, he inserted a rather large butt plug in her ass so when it came time for him to fuck it later, it wouldn’t be as difficult to enter. He’d decided he would give Derek the choice of mouth or pussy, or both if he was feeling greedy, but that HE would be the dick in her ass since she was his vixen.
Anton dressed in black pants and a black shirt, purposely wanting to exude dominance. Admittedly, he needed to establish that he was not a cuck, but an alpha stag who enjoyed sharing his wife. He selected a particularly slutty outfit for Valencia to wear.
“No bra and no panties. Just your rocking body in this dress,” he instructed.
Val laughed, “That’s a dress? It looks like a ripped-up scarf.”
Anton smirked. “That’s the point, darling. You want your new Bull to be unable to resist you, don’t you?”
Val raised an eyebrow and shrugged. “I don’t think that’s an issue, but it doesn’t hurt to seal the deal.”
“Wear that perfume that drives men wild, too.”
“I already planned to; I want both of you unable to keep your hands off me.”
“My clever vixen,” Anton said with a wicked gleam in his eye. “You are the sexiest woman alive, and I am so damned lucky to call you mine.”
They sipped on champagne while they waited for Derek. Val watched the clock nervously but realized her concern was unnecessary when the doorbell rang at 7:58. She moved quickly toward the door, her excitement causing her heart to race, and opened it with a smile.
“Hello, lover. Welcome to our home,” Val said as she kissed Derek full on the lips.
Derek cast a glance at Anton, who smiled warmly and motioned for him to come in.
“Thank you for coming tonight, Derek. I apologize if this is awkward for you. I want you to know you don’t have to walk on eggshells. Tonight, Valencia is our lover. You don’t need to worry about any jealousy on my part. Trust me, it makes me quite aroused to know that my wife wants you and is willing to let us both use her tonight.”
“Thanks, Mr. Welton,” Derek responded, shaking Anton’s hand.
“Derek, you’re going to have sex with my wife; you can call me Anton.”
Derek nodded.
“Valencia, pour Derek a glass of champagne. Tonight, we are celebrating.”
“Celebrating?” Derek asked, puzzled.
Val handed him a glass. “Yes, we are celebrating because it’s taken us three years of Stag and Vixen play to find a Bull that we feel is a perfect fit. So much so, that Anton is humoring me by participating in a threesome.”
“I prefer to watch or even hear about Val’s adventures,” Anton said, sipping from his glass. “And then reclaim her as mine. But you’re the first man with whom she truly let her guard down. She enjoys it when I join in, so I’m doing this for her.”
Derek took a large sip of his champagne and nodded. The idea of a man sharing his wife was foreign to him. But who was he to judge?
“Also, I know you have a crush on my wife, and those feelings are mutual. It’s more than fine. I’ve discovered that I’d much rather have Valencia give herself to a man who sees her as more than just a body to fuck. So, don’t hold back; treat her as you would if she belonged to you. As long as you remember, at the end of the night, she belongs to me.
“Would you like something stronger to drink? Perhaps whiskey?”
“No, thank you. The champagne is fine. I don’t want to indulge too much as I don’t want to drive while inebriated.”
Val laid her hand on Derek’s arm. “You’re welcome to stay the night.”
Derek inhaled sharply. “I guess I’d like to think about that.”
“No worries; we can play that by ear,” she said as she emptied her glass.
Derek looked at Val and admired her body in the dress, which left little to the imagination. It was more like pieces of cloth tied together that did little to cover her pert nipples and her nearly bare mound.
Anton chuckled at the look on Derek’s face. He decided to make the man even more hot for his wife. “Turn around and bend over, my sweet slut. Show our guest what I’ve had you wearing for several hours.”
Val turned and bent over, exposing the end of the large butt plug that was stretching out her ass. Lust washed over Derek’s face, and his cock strained against the fabric of his slacks.
Anton grinned and said, “Her ass is so tight that we have to stretch her out a bit just to be able to enter her. But you won’t need to worry about that. You can have every other part of her, but Valencia’s ass is mine.”
Derek shrugged. He wasn’t a huge anal fan anyway. Most woman took one look at his girth and said, “No fucking way.” When a girl was willing to try it, he always felt he needed to hold back so he wouldn’t hurt her. He much preferred moving at whatever speed suited the mood or situation. So, Anton could have her ass, he was more than content with the rest of her.
Suddenly, he felt like they were divvying up her holes like Monopoly properties, and it wasn’t sitting well with him. Then he looked at the longing on Val’s face and knew this was what she wanted. At that moment, he realized she was the kind of woman who needed more than one man. It helped a bit to understand that. She’d never be happy as a one-man woman. He doubted he could marry someone like that.
He decided he’d enjoy her for as long as this situation lasted. When he found the future Mrs. Hobson, he’d… well, he’d cross that bridge when he got there.
He downed the rest of his drink and said, “I’m happy to use her gorgeous mouth and her exquisite pussy.”
Val smiled coyly and began removing the tiny pieces of cloth Anton had called a dress. Soon, she stood naked before them and said, “I need to suck a dick.”
Christ, this woman was hot!
“You should start with our guest, darling. Then you can switch to mine and alternate until you feel the need to have your pussy filled with cock.”
Anton unzipped his pants and pulled his rigid member out while Derek followed suit. Val got on her knees and crawled over to Derek. She looked up with mischief in her eyes and licked the precum from the tip of his shaft, sending a shiver of desire down his spine.
She kept eye contact with him for a bit while she licked and sucked him playfully. But before he knew it, she was devouring his cock, and it felt so fucking fantastic. Her oral skills were unlike any woman he’d ever known. He was glad he’d masturbated the night before and this morning as well, or he’d for sure be blowing his load way too soon.
Anton watched with his dick in his hand, not stroking it, just relishing the feel of its thickness as he envisioned sliding into his slutty wife’s ass. But he’d delight in this foreplay first.
Val sucked and licked and swirled her tongue till she stopped abruptly and crawled over to Anton. Without a word, she repeated her actions with her husband’s dick. Derek had to admit, watching her sucking cock was a huge fucking turn-on. He’d never seen action like this besides in porn vids. He started to understand what Anton got from watching Val with other men.
Val switched back and forth, treating both men to a kind of cock worshipping that was nothing short of impressive. Derek wondered briefly if she would have a sore throat in the morning, but she obviously wasn’t worrying about that at the moment. When it was his turn again, he grabbed her head and pushed himself as deeply as he could into her throat, then tried for more. When Val came up for air, she shot him a devilish grin, dispelling any concern he might have had that he’d gone too far.
“I need to be fucked now,” she announced.
“Well, then, we’d better get that plug out of your ass. Derek, would you like to remove it for her?”
Derek shrugged but leaned over and tugged at the butt plug until it popped out, leaving a gaping hole for a few seconds.
Fuck! That was hot!
He felt relieved when Anton started to direct the action.
“Derek, lie on this part of the sectional so Val can straddle you.”
Derek did as suggested and helped guide Val as she lowered herself onto his rock-hard cock. Anton was amused when Derek and Val moaned simultaneously.
“You two should fuck for a bit while I watch. I’ll join in shortly.”
Derek didn’t mind. He was loving the feeling of Val’s tight pussy and the sight of her bouncing tits while she rode him. The look on her face was a mix of lust and something else he couldn’t quite put his finger on. It didn’t matter; he was in heaven being inside her.
Anton stroked his dick while he watched Valencia moving like a hot little whore on another man’s cock. If it wasn’t for the fact that he’d prepped her ass for the past several hours, he might sit back and watch. But he’d promised his sexy slut a good ass fucking and he didn’t want to disappoint her.
Without saying a word, he moved to the edge of the couch, bent Val forward to expose her puckered star, and drenched it with lube. She continued to fuck Derek, never missing a beat, as Anton pushed the head of his prick into her tight back door.
“Oh, fuck!” she cried out as her tits dangled within reach of Derek’s mouth. He reached up and grabbed them, sucking one nipple and then the other.
“Oh, God, yes!” she moaned.
With Anton now entirely engulfed by her ass, she panted, “Yes! Fuck! Bite my nipples!”
Derek nibbled gently at first, but she kept begging for more. “Harder!”
He alternated biting and sucking and felt the first of Val’s orgasms rip through her body like a tidal wave. Anton had remained still until now. Her climax was like a cue for him to start moving slowly inside her exceptionally tight ass.
“Fuck, yes! Oh, God, you both feel so good inside me! I’m so filled up. I love this!”
Derek grabbed her hips and started plunging into her pussy while Anton picked up the pace and fucked Val’s ass good and hard.
When she came again, she cried out, “Let me suck my juices off your cock! I promised you I’d swallow every drop, remember?”
Some guys might have been a little sad to be told to pull out. But the way Val could take a cock in her throat, he didn’t mind at all.
“Oh, fuck, I taste so delicious on your thick prick,” she moaned. “Mmm, put your hands on my head and push that big fucking cock into my throat.”
He did as she asked and listened to the obscene squelching noises as he continued to plunge into her larynx. It was making his balls ache.
It was having the same effect on Anton. “That’s right, fuck her slutty throat. Shoot that cum straight down her gullet. Make her choke on your seed. I’m gonna fill her ass with my hot jizz.”
Both men made guttural sounds somewhere between a groan and a growl while they emptied themselves into Val.
Although she’d had several orgasms, and she had indeed enjoyed being a little cum dumpster, Derek could sense that Val was disappointed that she hadn’t climaxed with them. He decided to be brave and take over.
“Pull out of her ass and flip her on her back,” Derek instructed. “Then hold her legs open for me so I can eat that sweet pussy.”
Anton tilted his head, then grinned. He said nothing, but he did exactly as he was told. Val grinned impishly as Anton pulled her legs apart and gave her pussy one terse slap. His eyes locked with hers as he said, “Eat this little whore’s cunt.”
Derek dove in and feasted on Val’s dripping hole, sucking up all her gooey nectar. It didn’t take long for her to buck and scream.
“Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck, yes! Oh, my God. Nobody eats pussy like you, baby!”
Her back arched, and her juices squirted, spraying all over Derek’s face.
“Fuck, that was hot!” Anton remarked. “My turn!”
Derek moved so Anton could take his place in front of Val’s still shuddering pussy.
Watching them go at it, he debated whether it was just time to leave. Deciding it was as good a time to exit as any, he grabbed his pants, put them on, gathered the rest of his clothes, and slipped quietly out the door.
As he drove home, he knew he’d return as often as Val invited him. He was hooked.
Stay tuned for the conclusion in Part 5, cumming soon.
