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"You guys really spilled the secrets," Chad teased, wondering what his wife might have revealed.

"Yeah, we totally hit it off. But back to the girlfriend, he said they just started dating, and he's pretty sure she expects they'll take the next step when he gets back, but he hasn't been with anyone except his wife in so long. I...."

Chad's eyes started to grow wide. "You, what?"

"I told him he just needed to practice, with someone who wouldn't judge him. Ease him back into things."

Chad was genuinely shocked. "Did you..."

Taylor cut him off. "I gave him my key to our room."

"TAY!" Chad exclaimed, far too loudly. "Are you serious?"

"Yes," Taylor said, stroking his arm. "I hope it's okay. We talked about it so much, and I thought this was our best chance."

"Best chance?" Chad asked, his blurred mind trying to process.

"Yes. It's prefect. We're away from home, so we don't have to worry about the kids, or anyone seeing anything. He's been with one woman for years, so we he's, you know, safe. Like, medically. And he's interested in someone else, and live halfway across the country. We'll probably never see him again. It's perfect."

Chad stood silently, his body stiff, trying to process it all. She wasn't wrong, and he did want to do this eventually, but the sudden nature of it was taking him back.

"I told the girls I'd be right back, but I told him we'd be there after midnight. Love you!" she said, as breezily as possible, pecking him on the cheek and running off. She thought it best to leave him to his thoughts. Either he actually wanted this, or he didn't, but it had all started with him. Time to get serious, or not, she figured.

Back with her friends, on the other side of the tent, she kept an eye on Chad. He stood there in the corner for a few minutes, before returning to the bar. She saw him laughing and having a good time, but he also kept looking over at her. She wondered what he was thinking. Maybe it was too real. Maybe it was too far. Maybe they'd found the end.

Her watch buzzed. It was a text from her husband. "We should go." It was 11:50.

Taylor said goodbye to her friends, making plans for brunch the next day, and bounced away. Her body tingled with possibility. Chad took her hand the instant she arrived by his side, whisking her off into the darkness.

"I called an uber," he said, checking his watch. Taylor thought he seemed rushed.

"In a hurry," she asked, half-teasingly. He didn't answer.

They sat silently in the car, taking the short ride through loud streets towards their hotel. A few minutes later, Chad was scanning his card, pushing open their hotel room door. Taylor glanced at her watch. 12:15am.

The room was dark and empty. She thought she saw her husband's shoulder's slump.

Entering the room, she suggested they have a nightcap. Even if they were going to be alone, which she half expected to be the case, they could still have a really good time alone, she reasoned. Chad agreed, securing a couple beers from the fridge.

Taylor sat on the edge of the bed, trying to gauge Chad's mood. He sat in a chair, quietly. She thought he seemed disappointed.

"Babe," she asked, looking at him. "Are you..."

A buzz at the door interrupted.

"...ok?"

The door opened.

Chad sat up straight. Taylor turned towards the entrance.

The door swung open. A tall man, well-built for his age, entered, wearing a blue university t-shirt and black shorts. He lingered in the doorway for a moment, clearly gauging the situation.

"Kirk," Taylor said, trying to moderate her enthusiasm. "I wasn't sure you'd come."

He stood there silently. Taylor turned to her husband, who was staring at the man in their room. Eventually, he looked at his wife.

Taylor raised her eyebrows, looking for approval.

Chad nodded at her.

"Sure?" she asked.

He nodded again.

"No turning back."

He nodded a third time.

Taylor rose to her feet, her heart pounding. Mustering all the confidence she could, she walked towards Kirk. She could feel her husband's eyes on her, from behind. She half expected to feel his hand on her shoulder, stopping her.

She arrived in front of an old friend. They stood, staring at each other for a long moment. She wondered what both men were thinking.

"How about that practice?" she asked, seductively.

Kirk put his hands on her hips, pulling her close. Their bodies touched, gently, as he leaned down and put his lips on hers. They started kissing, slowly at first. She could feel his nervousness.

Slowly, Kirk softened. Their kissing became more forceful, more passionate. She felt his hands move to her ass, pulling her closer. They moved slowly up her back, under her top, caressing her back. Taylor wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him close.

His hands slid further up her back, until she raised her arms over her head, letting him pull off her top.

Kirk pushed her away slightly, looking down at her white, lacy bra. Her breasts looked amazing in it, full and large and perky. He let out a breath as he moved his hands to her breasts, holding them.

He turned Taylor around, so she was looking at Chad. His arms surrounding her, he massaged her tits through her bra, before pulling them free. His hands on her breasts felt nice, his fingers twisting her nipples. Moving his hands over her stomach, he ran them over her jeans, hooking his fingers through the waist.

Unbuttoning them, one of his hands disappeared into her pants. She felt his hand over her panties. Starting at her husband, she put both thumbs in the waistband and started to pull them down. A moment later, she was just in her underwear, a man behind her running his hands all over her body.

Taylor turned, taking Kirk by the hips and turning him so his back was to the bed. Kissing him, she reached down and unbuttoned his shorts, letting them fall to the floor. Pulling his shirt over his head, she kissed her way down his chest, until she was on her knees. Slowly, she pulled his underwear down.

She gasped when she saw it. During their many fantasies since the night in the back seat, she'd never stopped to imagine what another man's cock would actually look like. She'd only barely seen the one in the car, and it was extremely average. She told Chad again and again that he was bigger, longer, fuller.

This was another matter.

It was long. Longer than she'd ever seen. She'd slept with several men before she met Chad, but they'd all been about average. This was not average. It was at least 7 inches long, and thick to match. She swallowed hard as she reached out and started stroking it, wondering what Chad was thinking now.

Taylor licked her lips, kissing it on the tip. It felt even bigger up close. She thought about the man she'd blown in the back seat, and how this felt different. She knew this time, her husband could see everything.

Opening her lips, she took Kirk into her mouth. It was so thick, she could only take the first inch or so into her mouth. Tentatively, she started sucking on it. She wanted to put on a show for Chad, but she wasn't sure she could do it. She felt completely intimidated.

Kirk put his hands on the back of her head, guiding himself further into her face. Taylor gaged briefly, but the feeling of his hands on her head seemed to switch her on. She started stroking him, bobbing her head back and forth, getting him as sloppy as she could.

Closing her eyes, she sucked his dick the best she could. She could feel the spit rolling down her chin, dripping onto her bra. Reaching back, she unfastened it, letting her tits fall free.

"Look at me," she heard from above.

Looking up, she made eye contact with Kirk. His whole demeanor had changed. She felt like he was in charge, and she liked it.

Reaching down, he took her by the arms, lifting her to her feet, kissing her. They made out, their bodies smashed together, for a few minutes. She could feel him, hard and thick, between her thighs, twitching with desire.

Kirk spun her around, pushing her back onto the bed. His hands pulled down her panties, exposing her pussy to a man other than her husband for the first time. He kissed her legs, moving quickly up, until he was sucking on her lips.

She let out a sigh, his mouth feeling wet and hungry. She knew she was dripping wet, and hoped he'd like how she tasted.

He wasted no time, as she threw an arm over her eyes, pinning them closed. She felt his lips surround her clit, then his tongue push forward, flicking it.

Taylor let out a loud sigh. It felt incredible. She felt her legs tense, pushing her hips down into his mouth. He licked and sucked her clit perfectly, her chest rising and falling. Her whole body tingled.

Then he stopped. Taylor moved her arm, looking down her sexy body. Kirk rose up, pushing her knees apart to make room for himself. He slid a condom on, one she'd handed him a few moments ago. She looked down as he stroked his big dick, pointing it towards her. She shook with anticipation. It was really happening.

"Ask him," Kirk instructed, firmly.

Taylor stared back, confused.

"Ask him for permission."

Taylor turned her head back towards her husband. She could see his cock through his pants, rock hard. His eyes were wide, unblinking. He licked his lips.

"Can I?" she asked.

Chad didn't answer.

"Can he fuck me, baby?"

Chad nodded.

She felt something push against her, warm and thick. It was pressure like she'd never felt before. He ran the head up and down her slit, getting it wet, before pushing at her opening again.

She felt desperate. "I don't know if it will fit."

The she felt is break through, splitting her opening wide. She cried out, her back arching as he entered her.

"OH GOD" she screamed, as Kirk slowly worked himself deeper and deeper. Her body somehow expanded, taking it, clutching it.

"Fuck," he whispered, "this is one tight pussy."

Slowly, he started fucking her. She moaned softly, trying to control herself. She didn't want Chad feeling inadequate, but she'd never felt anything fill her like this.

Kirk leaned over her, supporting himself on his elbows, driving himself slowly in and out of her. She thought it was almost nice, gentle. Sweet. He leaned forward and kissed her. She closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation of him slowly gliding in and out.

He picked up the pace. Taylor started to moan. He went faster. She moaned louder. He drove hard into her. She felt her legs instinctively separate, opening herself fully to him. He rammed himself deeper.

She cried out, loudly, "fuck me." She knew Chad had a perfect view, with her legs apart. Kirk drove into her, their bodies slapping together. She thought she might cum.

But then Kirk pulled out, tossing her right leg over her left. Obediently, she rolled over, pointing her ass up at him. She felt him slide up agains her ass, pressing his cock back against her hole. He slid in easily this time, quickly reentering her deeply.

"So deep!" she moaned, as he started fucking her from behind. She could feel her tits swinging back and forth. His body slammed against her ass as he went deeper and deeper, bouncing off the edge of her womb.

She'd felt so sexy. So hot. So desired. She could feel how hard he was, inside her. So much cock that only wanted her.

He pulled her arms back, forcing her chest into the air. She bounced her ass back against him, sliding up and down his cock. It felt so good.

"How good is it, baby," she heard her husband ask. Opening her eyes, she found him naked, on the bed, next to her.

"It's so fucking good," she moaned.

"Are you going to cum on that big dick?" Chad asked, stroking himself.

Taylor nodded yes, as her body started to shake. She felt her pussy clamp down on him, holding him in place as she convulsed.

When she stopped, Kirk pushed her forward, rolling her over onto her back. Climbing back on top, he pressed his cock back into her. She cried out again, as he pinned her legs against her chest, giving himself full access.

"Do you like having a big cock in your married pussy?" Chad asked, stroking her hair.

"Oh my god baby, it's even better than I thought it would be."

She heard her lover grunt loudly. "That tight cunt is going to make me cum. Where do you want it?"

"Cum on my tits. Please." Taylor begged. She was desperate to feel his hot seed all over her.

With another grunt, Kirk pulled himself free. Pulling off the condom, he stroked himself twice before shooting a giant load all over her stomach. Again and again he grunted, each time hitting her with a fresh shot.

Before she knew it, her stomach and breasts were covered in cum. She saw her husband rise beside her, stroking his cock, until he added his to the mess. Her body was completely covered in cum, her pussy open and aching for more, as the two men collapsed beside her.

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