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was young. Once she caught her breath, Vanessa slid down, taking his softening dick into her mouth, sucking gently to clean him up. 'Round two in bed?' she whispered, her tongue swirling around the tip.

Alan nodded, pulling her up for a kiss tasting of their mixed essences. As they stumbled to the bedroom, he couldn't shake the thrill of her new fame. The messages were piling up—fans begging for more, studios offering deals. What had he started? What had THEY started?

In bed, Vanessa pushed him onto his back and straddled his face, lowering her dripping pussy onto his mouth. 'Want to taste us?' she asked, and he did. She rocked against him, moaning softly, while her hand pumped his reviving cock. Soon, she turned around, sixty-nining him, her lips enveloping his shaft in wet heat. As she worked her tongue around his head, his shaft slowly refilled, getting hard now for the third time in short order.

Focusing on the sensation of her mouth working his cock, his mind wandered back to the image of her sucking one large cock after another. That same mouth — how many cocks had been in it this past month? His, of course. And Greg’s. And the three others by the pool. Were there others? Were there more scenes she had filmed and kept secret? Was it a problem for him? He knew the answer to that last question, at least. It was definitely not a problem. He had never been so drawn to his wife as in these past several weeks. And it seemed she felt the same toward him. Something had changed in her. She seemed empowered by her reinvigorated sexuality. She moved differently — when making love to him, and as she moved through the world. The millions of views of her video, the thousands of messages from horny strangers, the countless men she had surely helped cum as they jerked off to sight of her dripping pussy. She was discovering the power that her sexuality gave her over men, and she was enjoying it.

Alan's focus sharpened on her bobbing head, the wet slurps filling the room. His hand tangled in her hair, guiding her rhythm, while his other arm stretched toward the side table where their toys waited. His fingers closed around the heavy Gregory Pecker dildo—its thick, veined length a vivid reminder of his wife’s first public performance.

He didn’t ask her whether she wanted it, because he knew the answer. He positioned it at her entrance, feeling the slick heat from his earlier deposit still coating her folds. Vanessa moaned around his shaft as the tip nudged her pussy lips apart, her hips shifting back instinctively. Alan pushed forward slowly, the rubber cock sinking inch by inch into her cum-filled hole, displacing the creamy remnants with a squelch. 'That's it, let him fuck you again while you suck me off,' he murmured, twisting the base to work it in and out, its ridges working along her inner walls.

She hollowed her cheeks harder, throat relaxing to take more of him, her body rocking with each plunge of the toy. Alan pumped it steadily, the dildo coated in a mix of her arousal and his own semen, her thick juices forming a creamy ring near the toy’s base. Vanessa's free hand gripped his thigh, nails digging in as her pussy clenched, the dual sensations building fast. He angled it to hit her front wall, thrusting faster, the wet sounds mingling with her muffled gasps. Her body tensed, thighs quivering, and she came with a shudder, her pussy spasming around Greg’s rubber cock.

Alan eased the dildo out, and as he reached to set it back on the night table, he saw the room’s dim light reflected on the glistening coat of their combined juices. Vanessa released his cock with a pop, eyes hazy and lips swollen, licking the residue from her chin. 'Fuck, that felt good,' she breathed, climbing onto his lap without pause. She straddled him, guiding his rigid dick to her soaked pussy, sinking down in one fluid motion. Her pussy gripped him tightly, still fluttering from her orgasm. As always after taking a big dick, her pussy felt like a furnace as she took him into her.

She leaned forward, pressing her full tits into his face, her large, dark areolas swollen around her stiff nipples. Alan took one into his mouth, sucking firmly while his hands clamped her ass, pulling her down harder. Vanessa rode him expertly. She moaned as she ground her hips in circles. She sat up and down, fucking his cock while her firm breasts bounced in his face. He switched to the other nipple, teeth grazing the peak, tongue lashing as she picked up speed. 'Cum inside me, fill me up again,' she urged, pussy squeezing rhythmically, chasing his release.

With both his hands Alan grabbed his wife’s ass and pulled her into himself as he pounded into her. Distantly at first, he could feel his orgasm building. His balls tightened, the pressure mounting with each bounce, her heat enveloping him completely. He thrust up to meet her, burying himself deeply in her liquid depths, and he released himself. As his cock spasmed inside her, a searing jolt of pleasure ripped through his lower body as he came for the third and final time that night. Vanessa moaned as she writhed against him, milking every drop until he was spent, her own aftershocks rippling through her. She collapsed against his chest, both of them covered in sweat and breathing heavily. As she rolled to one side, she felt his now shrinking cock plop out of her, as a large drop of liquid slid between her legs.

They stayed like that as they tried to catch their breath. Exhaustion pulled them under quickly, limbs entwined, drifting into sleep with the scent of sex lingering in the air.

***

Alan stirred awake as sunlight filtered through the bedroom curtains, his body heavy with the remnants of last night's exertions. Vanessa lay beside him, her naked form sprawled across the sheets, one leg draped over his, her full breasts rising and falling with each soft breath. Dried cum stained her inner thighs, a testament to their shared indulgence, and her pussy lips looked puffy and even darker than usual. He smiled, cock twitching as he admired her sleeping form and remembered the video he had started watching — but not finished! — before his wife came home. He reached for his phone on the nightstand, where it lay next to the thick rubber cock he had worked into his wife the night before.

He unlocked it quietly, careful not to disturb her, and logged into Pornhub. Their channel had blown up overnight—thousands of views on the latest upload, the one featuring Vanessa with the three men by the pool. Comments flooded in: 'She is so fucking hot,' 'Need more gangbangs like this,' ‘When will she take it in the ass?’ ‘Lucky bastards, I would give anything to fuck a slut like her!’

Alan's pulse quickened as he tapped into the video, skipping forward to where he'd paused the previous evening. There it was: Blondie's massive cock, still rigid, sliding out of Vanessa's stretched pussy with a wet pop. A thick glob of his cum immediately followed, oozing from her gaping hole, coating her puffy folds and trickling down to her asshole in a slow, pearly rivulet.

He unpaused, volume low but the sounds unmistakable—his wife’s distinctive moans, her eager slurps. On screen, Vanessa didn't miss a beat. Her lips stayed locked around the brunette's huge dick, cheeks hollowing and bulging as she bobbed her head, taking him as deeply into her mouth as she could manage. Saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth, mixing with the precum beading at his tip, her tongue visible as it flicked along the underside. She moaned around the shaft, the humming vibration of her voice making the brunette groan and grip her hair tighter, fucking her face in shallow thrusts.

Behind her, the dark-skinned man she'd been stroking earlier shifted into position. His enormous dark cock, thick as her wrist and curving upward, throbbed with anticipation. He knelt between her spread legs, one hand guiding his flared head to her cum-soaked opening. The camera zoomed in close, capturing every detail: her pussy lips parting slickly, Blondie's load bubbling out as the new cock pressed forward. He rubbed the tip up and down her slit, smearing the creamy mess over her clit, making her hips buck as her asshole clenched involuntarily. Vanessa's muffled moan vibrated through the brunette's dick, but she didn't stop sucking, her hand now pumping the base while her mouth worked the head.

The dark-skinned guy gripped her hips, thumbs digging into her ass cheeks, and thrust in slowly. Inch after thick inch disappeared into her, her walls stretching to accommodate him, the mixture of Blondie’s cum and her juices squelching loudly. He bottomed out with a grunt, balls slapping against her, and held there for a moment, letting her feel the fullness. Her body writhed. Then he started pumping, long and deliberate strokes that made her body jolt forward onto the brunette's cock. Cum frothed at the edges of his shaft with each withdrawal, dripping onto the towel below.

Alan watched, transfixed, his own cock hardening fully against his thigh. He glanced at Vanessa, still asleep, her nipples pebbling in the cool air, and reached down to stroke himself slowly, matching the rhythm on screen. The video heated up as the dark-skinned man picked up speed, pounding her pussy relentlessly while she attempted to deep throat the brunette. In the background, the third guy—Blondie—was jerking his slick cock back to life, seemingly awaiting his next turn.

The dark-skinned man's thrusts grew more forceful, his hips slamming against Vanessa's ass with a rhythmic smack that echoed through the phone's speakers. Her pussy clenched around his thick shaft, milking him as he drove deep, the excess cum from Blondie foaming up and splattering onto his heavy balls. She gagged slightly on the brunette's cock, her throat bulging with each push, but her eyes watered with lust, not discomfort. Drool trailed down her chin, pooling on the brunette's sack as she swirled her tongue around the swollen head during her brief pulls back for air.

Blondie, not one to stay idle, stepped closer and slapped his still-glistening dick against her cheek, leaving a sticky smear of their mixed fluids. 'Keep that mouth busy, slut,' he growled, and she obeyed, turning her head to engulf him instead, her lips stretching wide around his girth. The switch was seamless—the brunette now took position behind her, rubbing his tip along her slick crack before plunging in. He gripped her waist, pulling her back onto him with each forward snap, his pace quicker, more erratic, making her tits bounce wildly.

On screen, Vanessa's moans turned into throaty whimpers, muffled by Blondie's cock stuffing her mouth. The camera angle shifted, showing the brunette's shaft pistoning in and out, her labia gripping him tightly, pulling out with a lewd suction sound each time. Her pussy leaked steadily now, a creamy trail running down her thighs. She pushed back eagerly, grinding her clit against his pelvis for friction. The dark-skinned guy, freed up, knelt in front of her, feeding her his massive length next. She opened her mouth eagerly, reaching with one hand to cup his balls and massage them gently as her head bobbed and her other hand worked his shaft.

His erection straining painfully, Alan watched in disbelief as the cum slut that looked identical to his wife continued getting gang banged by three very well-endowed men.

On screen, they rotated again. This time, Vanessa was flipped onto her back, legs splayed wide, the brunette sliding between them to spear her pussy once more. He hooked her knees over his shoulders, folding her in half, and hammered down with gravity's help, his cock bottoming out against her cervix. She cried out around the dark-skinned man's dick, which she was jerking and sucking like a true pornstar. Blondie straddled her chest, pinching her nipples hard enough to make her arch her back, his cock resting on her sternum as he waited.

Alan's hand moved faster on his own erection, pre-cum slicking his palm as he synced with the on-screen frenzy. The video's audio filled the room softly—wet slurps, grunts, Vanessa's garbled pleas for more. Her body on display was a masterpiece of debauchery: her cinnamon skin flushed with passion, sweat beading between her breasts, pussy stretched and sloppy from the relentless pounding. The brunette's balls tightened visibly, and with a roar, he unloaded inside her, his whole body jerking as the base of his cock pulsed and pulsed, emptying the contents of his balls into Alan’s sweet wife’s depths. He pulled out midway through his orgasm, the last ropes landing on her mound, mixing with the growing mess. Judging by the amount that came out at the tail end of his orgasm, he must have left a monster load inside her. As the camera zoomed in on the white cum dripping over her smoothly shaven mound, white cum began to peak out from her hole.

Without pause, the dark-skinned man took brunette’s place, flipping her onto all fours once more. He entered her from behind in one quick thrust, his enormous cock disappearing into the cum-drenched hole, displacing globs that flowed outward. Vanessa lunged forward onto Blondie's waiting dick, sucking him clean of her own juices before he face-fucked her properly, hands tangled in her hair. The cycle repeated, positions blurring—missionary, doggy, her riding one reverse while blowing another—the men tag-teaming her pussy expertly, each thrust deeper, harder, building her toward another peak.

Alan's breath hitched, his cock throbbing in his fist, eyes glued to the screen as Vanessa's orgasm hit in the video. Her body convulsed, pussy clenching around its current occupant's shaft, soaking his groin while she screamed around the cock in her mouth. He edged himself, not wanting to finish yet, glancing at his sleeping wife. Her hand twitched in her sleep, as if sensing the heat, and he wondered how long until she woke to join him.

He reached over carefully, lifting her limp wrist with one hand while the other guided his throbbing cock toward her palm. Her skin felt cool against his heated flesh, a stark contrast that made him groan softly. He wrapped her fingers around his shaft, enclosing the veined length in her loose grip.

Slowly, he moved her hand up and down, the motion deliberate but gentle. His pre-cum smeared along her knuckles, warming them as he pumped a few times, feeling the subtle give of her joints. The friction was light at first, her unconscious hold not quite tight enough, but it built the tension in his balls deliciously. On screen, Vanessa's body arched in the throes of her climax, her pussy clenching visibly around the dark-skinned man's enormous dick.

Vanessa stirred then, a soft hum escaping her lips as awareness crept in. Her eyelids fluttered open, hazy with sleep, but her fingers instinctively tightened around Alan's cock, squeezing the base with a firmness that made him hiss. She didn't pull away—instead, she took over seamlessly, her hand sliding upward to the flared head, thumb circling the slit to spread his slickness. 'Mmm, need some help baby?' she murmured, voice husky and thick, her gaze drifting to the phone’s screen. The video played on, the dark skinned one now slamming into her from behind while she sucked on Blondie’s ball sack. Her ass cheeks rippled with each impact, in sync with her whimpering moans.

She propped herself up on one elbow, her free hand trailing down her own body to cup her breast, pinching the nipple as she stroked him faster. The coolness of her fingers had faded, replaced by the shared heat building between them. Alan leaned back against the headboard, hips bucking slightly into her fist, his eyes flicking between her face and the screen. 'Couldn't help it,' he admitted, voice rough.

Vanessa's lips curved into a wicked smile, her strokes turning rhythmic, twisting at the top to rub over his sensitive underside. She watched the video with him, her breath quickening as the on-screen version of herself switched positions again—now straddling the dark-skinned man reverse cowgirl, her pussy swallowing his massive length while she leaned forward to continue working Blondie’s cock with her mouth. Cum from earlier loads dripped from her stretched hole, lubing the ride as she bounced, tits jiggling. 'Yeah? Which part's got you this hard?' she asked, squeezing harder on the downstroke, her other hand dipping lower to fondle his balls, rolling them gently.

He groaned, thrusting into her grip. 'The way they kept filling you up, one after the other. Your pussy taking it all, leaking everywhere.' The words spurred her on; she pumped him with purpose now, her wrist flicking to increase the pressure, pre-cum bubbling over her fingers. On the video, the rotation continued—the blond guy lay back, Vanessa mounting him missionary-style, her legs wrapped around his waist as he drilled upward, while the dark-skinned one fed her his cock from above, her mouth working to swallow him down. She made slurping sounds as her throat working visibly.

Vanessa shifted closer to her husband, her body pressing against his side, one leg draping over his thigh. She released his balls to trace her nails lightly along his inner thigh, heightening the sensation as her hand flew up and down his shaft. 'You like watching me get used like that? Passed around, stuffed full?' Her voice was a sultry whisper, eyes locked on his, but she glanced at the screen too, biting her lip as her on-screen self moaned around the invading dick, her pussy clenching in orgasm once more.

Alan's free hand found her hip, squeezing the soft flesh there, pulling her nearer. 'Fuck yes. Makes me want to add to the mess.' He reached down, fingers brushing her still-swollen folds from last night's play, finding them damp already. She gasped, her strokes faltering for a second before resuming with vigor, twisting and tugging in a way that had his toes curling. The video hit another peak—the blond pulling out to spray more of his cum across her tits while the dark-skinned man, lying on his side behind her, buried himself balls deep and shouted as he slammed his cock into her with all his might and came deep inside her.

She leaned in, her breath hot on his neck, hand never slowing. 'Then do it. Cum for me while you watch them use my little pussy.' Her fingers tightened at the base, pumping furiously now, the wet schlick of skin on skin joining the video's audio. Alan's hips jerked erratically, the pressure coiling tight in his gut, her encouragement tipping him over. With a guttural moan, he erupted. As he began to cry out, she dropped her mouth over his cock, sucking and swirling her tongue over his head. Groaning loudly, he experienced a mind-blowing orgasm as he released a surprisingly big load into her eager mouth.

Panting, he lay back and she climbed on top of him, her breath smelling pleasantly of their lovemaking. In his hand the phone still glowed with the aftermath on screen—Vanessa's body limp and cum-glazed, the men high-fiving over her spent form. 'Best wake-up call ever,' he murmured against her scalp as she cuddled close.

***

After their heated morning session, Alan and Vanessa lingered in bed, bodies tangled in the sheets, the phone finally silenced on the nightstand. The air still carried the musky scent of sex, and Vanessa's skin glistened with a light sheen of sweat as she traced lazy circles on Alan's chest with her fingertip. He pulled her closer, his hand resting possessively on the curve of her hip, but his mind churned with the whirlwind of emotions that had built over the past weeks.

'Vanessa,' he started, his voice low and tentative, breaking the comfortable quiet. She lifted her head, propping her chin on his shoulder, her dark hair spilling over his arm like silk. Her eyes, still heavy-lidded from sleep and satisfaction, met his with a mix of curiosity and affection.

'What's on your mind, babe?' she asked, her fingers dipping lower to tease the soft line of his cock, which twitched under her touch despite his recent release.

He took a deep breath, staring at the ceiling for a moment before turning to face her fully. 'This whole thing... you making those videos, the fans blowing up our account. It's turning into something real. Like, you're becoming a pornstar for real.' He paused, searching her face. 'How do you feel about that? About going further?'

Vanessa's hand stilled, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she shifted, swinging her leg over his to straddle his waist, her pussy brushing against his abdomen, warm and slick from their earlier play. She leaned down, her breasts pressing against his chest, nipples hardening as they grazed his skin. 'Honestly? It's exciting. Terrifying, but exciting. The way those guys fuck me—Gregory, the others in the group scene—it's raw, intense. Their cocks reach places in me that make me see stars.' Her voice dropped to a husky whisper, her hips rocking subtly, grinding her folds along his growing hardness. 'But it's not just the sex. It's the attention, the power of knowing thousands of guys are watching me, imagining it’s their cocks inside me.'

Alan's hands gripped her thighs, thumbs digging into the soft flesh as jealousy flickered in his gut, twisting with the undeniable throb in his cock. He slid one hand up her back, tangling in her hair to tilt her head so he could see her eyes clearly. 'I get that. And fuck, watching you... it's messing with my head. I never thought I'd feel this mix—jealous as hell, like I want to claim you right after they do, but so turned on I can barely stand it. Seeing your pussy clench around those thick dicks, your ass bouncing as they slam into you from behind, cum dripping out of you... I didn't expect how sexy you'd be like that. Wild, uninhibited, taking it all and still happy for more.'

She smiled, a soft, reassuring curve of her lips, and leaned in to kiss him deeply, her tongue sliding against his in a slow, possessive dance. When she pulled back, her breath was warm on his mouth. 'You're the one who makes it okay, Alan. The one I come home to, who fucks me senseless while we replay it all.'

He nodded, his cock now fully hard beneath her, pressing up against her wetness. 'If it makes you happy, you should do it. Keep making those videos, let them fill you up on camera. Just... keep telling me everything. Let me watch, let me be part of it.' His hips bucked upward, the head of his cock nudging her entrance, teasing without entering. Vanessa moaned softly, sinking down just enough to let the tip breach her folds. 'I will. God, yes. But listen—I'm enjoying it, no denying that. The way those well-endowed guys stretch my pussy wide, their balls slapping against me as they thrust hard, making me cum over and over. Derek's cock hitting spots that leave me shaking, the group scenes where I'm airtight, mouth and pussy stuffed full.' She rocked her hips, taking Alan deeper inch by inch, her juices coating his shaft. 'But my heart? That's yours. Only yours. I love you, Alan. This is just fun, just bodies. You're the one I crave when it's over.'

He groaned, hands sliding to her ass, squeezing the cheeks as he thrust up to meet her, burying himself fully inside her tight heat. 'Fuck, Vanessa... I think I needed to hear that.' They moved together slowly at first, her breasts swaying with each roll of her hips, his cock dragging along her inner walls.

She braced her hands on his chest, nails digging in as she rode him harder, her pussy clenching rhythmically. 'And since I'm out there fucking all these hot guys, I want you to enjoy yourself too. Find some women, let them suck your cock, ride you, whatever. Tell me about it after. Make videos if you want. Fair's fair.'

The idea hit him like a spark, arousal surging hotter as he flipped them over, pinning her beneath him. He pulled out briefly, only to slam back in, her legs wrapping around his waist. 'You'd like that? Watching me fuck another woman's pussy, hearing her moan around my dick?' He pounded into her steadily, the wet slap of skin echoing in the room, her tits bouncing with each drive.

'Yes,' she gasped, arching her back as his cock hit deep, her clit grinding against his pubic bone. 'I'd love it. Suck them off, let them cum on your face, fuck their asses. As long as you come back to me.' Her hands roamed his back, pulling him closer, their rhythm building to a frenzy.

Alan's thrusts grew erratic, the jealousy melting into pure lust and love at her words. He captured her mouth in a passionate kiss, tongues battling as he drove harder, feeling her pussy spasm around him. 'Deal,' he growled against her lips, one hand slipping between them to rub her clit in tight circles. She cried out, her orgasm crashing over her, her dark pussy lips milking his cock as she writhed beneath him.

He followed seconds later, burying deep and flooding her with hot spurts of cum, groaning her name as he emptied inside. They collapsed together, panting, his softening cock still twitching within her. 'We're in this together,' he murmured, kissing her forehead.

Vanessa smiled, content, her fingers tracing his jaw. 'Always.'

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