“Baby…” Diana said to Rakesh. She was cut off.
Rakesh aimed his dick at his wife’s face and sprayed his seed. The naughty wife squealed in surprise as both men shot ropes of thick, gooey cum over her, coating her beautiful face.
Diana shut her eyes. She opened her mouth wider. She extended her tongue, enjoying being a receptacle for the two loaded cocks to deliver their spunk.
Hot jets of cum shot out of her lovers’ erections and rained down over Diana’s face and tongue. She reached out. She took a hold of both the rock-hard dicks, drawing them closer.
Rakesh groaned in unbelievable pleasure as he painted his wife’s face along with her muscled ex. Diana pushed both cock-heads into her mouth.
The men threw their heads back as their bulging heads pressed together inside Diana’s lips. They shot their cum again.
As their spurts gradually subsided, Diana drew each cock out of her mouth. She lovingly ran her tongue all over them. She licked her lips lasciviously. Slowly, she opened her eyes.
The beautiful slut-wife was a cum-covered vision. A pretty little whore, holding two hard dicks. A slut for men to drain their balls all over. And she loved it…
She looked at Rakesh and opened her lips into a large ‘O’. She displayed the thick pool of cum on her tongue. The seed of both men mingled and dripped in her slutty mouth.
She looked deep into her husband’s eyes and he groaned loudly. She held his gaze as she pursed her lips together. Her pupils shone up at him.
Something telepathic passed between husband and wife.
What happened next was strange. Inexplicable. Extraterrestrial. A psychic, electrical impulse poured over Rakesh and his breathing paused.
I know things are different now, Diana communicated. And now you know I love him.
Holding his gaze, the beautiful, slutty young wife swallowed. Gelatinous semen poured down into her throat.
But I love you both…
Her eyes scanned from Rakesh to Gael as her throat muscles worked. Fresh, warm cum descended, its delicious, musky taste filling all of Diana’s senses.
Looking into her shining eyes, Gael felt Diana’s psychic message too.
I love you both.
Rakesh suddenly understood something… and it sent a chill down to his toes.
As though in confirmation of the message’s receipt, both their hard cocks quivered simultaneously, and sprayed a final river of semen over Diana’s face.
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Minutes later, all three were pressed together under the hot streams of the overhead shower.
Gael’s crotch was pushed up against Diana’s ass as he lathered the sides of her breasts. Meanwhile, Rakesh held her waist from the front as she passionately made out with him.
Of course, he could taste their combined loads all over her tongue and face. At this point, Rakesh was light-years past caring.
What he had discovered that morning would have shocked him a few months ago; hell, it would have rocked his world just a day ago. Yet here he was, pressed up against his beautiful wife with another man she loved squeezing his cock against her ass — and all he felt was a calm, otherworldly tranquility.
The sordid, bizarre, deviant journey hadn’t lost Diana to him, as he had feared. It had in fact caused the pair to gain something far deeper: rock-solid understanding. An understanding that flung out every law of society, dogma, religion, gossip, education, respect, etiquette, propriety, morality…
Well, fuck what anyone thinks.
He didn’t know what the future held for the trio… didn’t know what the heated tumult of the Hotwife Games, or Diana’s infidelity, or, most prominently, her love for Gael was going to mean for them as a couple…
What Rakesh did know was, he was suddenly happy to share her.
Happy to give her the space to be loved by them both.
Beyond that, he thought, as their kiss ended and his wife rotated under the shower towards Gael, the future was a wide open road.
Diana’s soapy body writhed against her husband as she made out with Gael. Gamely, Rakesh lathered and massaged her ass.
His wife had thoroughly drained both the boys all morning… and yet, Rakesh felt his member stiffen as he kneaded her shapely cheeks. Diana felt it behind her, too.
She turned. She grasped both of her lovers’ hardening cocks, and giggled.
“I wish I could take care of these again right now, boys,” she said. “Would you like that?”
The men nodded, massaging her wet boobs.
“Maybe let you double-stuff me again… Mmm… Gael in my ass this time…”
She stroked both the shafts to stiffness under the pouring shower, making her men groan.
She drew each of them closer. Now, they were facing each other in front of her. She flashed her trademark wicked grin, and pushed their cockheads together.
“Fuck!” Gael groaned.