Burning sensation - kinky and nice to have an audience for sex

Her husband’s dick sent waves of pleasure through her body as they have fucked on the soft bed.
"I've been waiting to bang your horny cunt all night." Her husband whispered, then started fucking her really hard. The motion made her boobs shake in a circular motion. As she looked at the ceiling, she felt it spin. The booze was still reigning over her. she closed her eyes and the vertigo sensation stopped.
"Ummmm.." she moaned with her eyes closed and lost herself in the moment. All she could feel was that cock hammering her. she tried to reach forward with her hands and feel Her husband’s abs, but she was so drunk, her hand just moved in the air and plopped on her stomach. she giggles through her moans.
Then Her husband straightened her legs and put them on his shoulders. He bent forward, making her bend in the waist, and moved his hands to her butt. Only the back of her head and the top half of her back were now resting on the bed. Rest of it was in the air. she felt a pleasant tension in her back curve at that angle, like she felt during yoga. Her eyes were still closed. Her husband’s dick was still diligently fucking her at ever growing speeds.
In that moment, she felt so contented. With her eyes closed, and the room silent except for the sound of their bodies slapping against each other, the only sensory stimuli for her were Her husband’s dick ramming her cunt and both his hands squeezing her butt. Soon she felt his fingers grab her boobs and then squeeze her nipples. Ahhhh, that felt good. Nipple-play is something she always enjoyed. I thought about what a great multi-tasked Her husband was in bed. His dick was going at it rapidly. His hands were squeezing her butt and simultaneously playing with her nipples.
Suddenly she realized. Huh? she slowly counted, trying to keep her head clear from the effects of alcohol. Yes, that's one hand on her right butt cheek, second on her left, and a third on her right breast. Immediately she opened her eyes and shrieked. Or tried to shriek. What is out was a half squeal half groan.
The hand on her breast was a dark and fat one with chubby fingers. It belonged to Mr. P who was sitting on the bed right next to her with his grin just a couple of feet above her face.
"Num.....nuh......" She tried to form come up with words. Mr. P grabbed her other breast and squeezed it hard. That gave her some energy.
Using all the strength she could muster, she pushed herself away from Her husband’s dick. Stumbling with great effort, she crawled backwards towards the head of the bed. There, she picked up a pillow and covered as much of her naked body as possible.
"What's wrong?" Her husband asked, sitting on his knees with his dick hanging out.
"Him.... no...what..." she shook her head and with great effort, formed a sentence "What is he doing here?"
"What am I doing here?" Mr. P shrugged. "It is her home."
"No....you......went."
"She had just gone to the bathroom."

She sat there, her head spinning, her cunt aching to welcome back Her husband’s dick, and the remnants of her senses aghast that Mr. P had seen her naked, getting fucked by Her husband, and played with her boobs. She tried to make sense of the situation and how to react. Her husband crawled close to her and put his arm around her.
"Considering how much you enjoyed the audience down there, she thought it would be kinky and nice to have an audience for sex."
"But....." she felt like saying - why him?
"I've seen it all downstairs anyway." Mr. P added.
"Trust her, you'll like it." Her husband said, tugging at the pillow she had in front of her.
"No.. no touching." She said, looking at Mr. P, whose face looked like he had just won the lottery.
"Agreed," Mr. P nodded.
She released her grip on the pillow and Her husband flung it to the side. And there she was. For the first time, fully and willfully naked in front of Mr. P. Every movement her body made seemed like a vulgar gesture, the way he stared at her. Even the gentle heaving of her breasts because of her breathing seemed like something obscene.
Mr. P was almost drooling as he watched Her husband grab her by the hips and lay her on her back. He put her feet back on his shoulders and resumed the banging at the same speed he had left it. She closed her eyes and tried to forget about Mr. P’s presence. She started moaning again with every thrust, and a while later, saw that Mr. P was rubbing the crotch of his pants. Her husband was right. She also felt very turned on by the fact that he was watching her from up close as she got fucked. she closed her eyes and tried to imagine herself the way he saw her. A picture formed in her head.... of her boobs shaking up and down, the flesh of her butt hanging off the bed, her husband’s dick going in and out of her cunt.
"UNNNHHHHHHH........" came a sound, that too from her throat.
Maybe it was the acute awareness of being watched by Mr. P, or the way she pictured herself as he saw her, or the fact that Her husband had really upped his tempo, but she felt an orgasm hit her out of nowhere. Her husband kept his hands firmly on her waist to anchor her down as she shook and hollered at the orgasm. She thrashed about, a bundle of goosebumps and pleasant spasms. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the orgasm subsided, and she was resting still on her back again as Her husband kept fucking her.
She turned her head towards Mr. P and saw that he had his dick hanging out of his pants, with his fingers wrapped around it. She looked into his eyes.
"You can't expect her to watch a sexy siren like you get fucked and not jack off to it." Mr. P said in explanation.
She was trying to decide what to say when she felt Her husband’s dick come out of her cunt. He rolled her over and pulled her up by the waist. She was now on all fours. He gently pressed the small of her back, making her arch and thrust her butt upwards. Her boobs hung heavy, with the nipples brushing against the bed sheet. Then Her husband put his left knee next to her, unfolded his right leg and put it near her shoulder, and rammed his dick in. The force almost made her fall forward, but Her husband’s grip on her hips held her in place.
She turned her head and noticed Mr. P again, sitting with his legs folded on the bed two feet away. From this higher angle, she could get a much clearer look at his dick. She watched it with curiosity. It wasn't much in terms of length. Not much in terms of girth either. And the folds of fat above it probably made it look even smaller. It was surrounded by thick black and gray pubic hair. But what made her stare in wonder was the shape.. His dick was curved.
"I was always like this." Mr. P had noticed her gazing at his dick and guessed the question she had. "You want a closer look?"
Before her booze addled brain could string together a refusal, he had slid forward and gotten on his knees. His dick was just inches from her face. Her husband’s thrust was making her body move back and forth, and then, Mr. P’s dick almost touched her lips. Up close, it looked even more unusual. The veins running along it were also laid out in an odd pattern. And she noticed that Mr. P had huge balls, disproportionately bigger than his dick.
"You can feel it if you like." He gently reached for her hand, but it was supporting her body and didn't budge.
Then suddenly, her husband increased the force with which he was ramming her.
"Ahhh!" she screamed as she was thrust forward.
Just as that happened, he put a hand on her hair and pulled it ever so slightly towards his crotch. Her mouth, open from her scream, suddenly found the unwelcome presence of his dick in it. "Mmmmfff.....mmmmm..." she tried to protest, but he was having none of it. she also noted that Her husband didn't say anything. His hands held her head firmly and he started gradually fucking her mouth with his dick. she fought back a gag reflex. The tip rubbed against the inside of her right cheek. As she gradually got used the taste of his dick, she also stopped struggling. she registered this unfamiliar feeling of having a dick in her cunt and another in her mouth, like some tramp. And far from being disgusted, she liked it. Her mouth went from being a reluctant host for Mr. P’s dick to showering it with hospitality. she started using her tongue and lips and made a conscious effort to suck his dick in a way he would enjoy it. she was really amused and intrigued by how its shape felt inside her mouth. As she sucked on the dick, she found her mind drifting to thoughts of how it would feel inside her cunt.
For about five more minutes, she was on her knees with Mr. P’s dick in her mouth and Her husband’s in her cunt. she had expected Mr. P to cum in her mouth soon, but he seemed to have stayed power. Her husband too had been pounding her for close to half an hour now. Her thighs and knees were beginning to hurt. Finally, she felt Her husband’s grip on her waist tighten and his fucking tempo increase. she realized he was about to cum soon.
She took Mr. P’s dick out of her mouth, turned her head around, and breathlessly said to Her husband,
"Please.....inside.....cum...."
But he was too far along to register anything she said. Soon he started jerking his hips and even through the condom, she felt his jizz. Her husband kept Cumming for a good twenty seconds or so. Her husband’s final thrust was really hard and knocked her down on her sides. She was on her side, her ass raised up sideways, her legs folded to her left, her arms under her. He withdrew his dick with a plop sound and went to the bathroom. She lay in the position, tired, but also suddenly feels a void in her cunt as Her husband’s dick had left it after such a long time. she was still lying on her side, giving, a great view of her butt and her cunt to Mr. P. Suddenly, she felt him move towards her. She saw him kick his pants off and jump on his knees behind her butt. Before she could refuse or push him away, he had thrust his dick into her cunt.
"Ahhhh!!! Just as warm and tight as I have been imagining all these years!" Mr. P put his hands on her hips and started fucking her.
"FUCK!!! OH GOD!!!" she heard herself scream. she had opened her mouth to tell him to get off her, but somehow it changed into cries of pleasure. The angle she was laid at, and the angle his dick was bent at had caused a happy confluence between the tip of his dick and her g-spot.
"You like that don't you?" he said in a hoarse voice, and spanked her left hip a couple of times.
She just stretched out her hands along the bed, closed her eyes, and tried to come to terms with the fact that this old man's moderate sized dick was somehow giving her way more pleasure than Her husband’s dick. Yes, size doesn't matter beyond a point. But still, this was a shock.
Suddenly Mr. P turned her around and made her lie on her back again. He moved his hands over her flat stomach and as his hand slipped down, she groaned and automatically spread her legs. His other hand reached to the lovely globs of flesh which stood proudly over her chest. He chuckled looking at the soft pink areola and slightly dark nipples.
"Your boobs are so flawless," he squeezed them like lemon, "they don't have any marks."
"Ahhh... easy," she moaned.
"Don't worry, she will make good use of them," he looked happy, while she shivered not knowing what he will do.
Mr. P smiled at her reaction and spread her legs and placed his cock over the opening. He slowly pushed in and she moaned loudly, "ahhhh...." she clutched her fists and grabbed the bed sheet. Mr. P took it slow and pushed his cook inside her. she felt filled, and she waited for him to start banging her. But Mr. P had different things in his mind. After impaling her completely, he lay on top of her squeezing her under him. He kissed her on lips and teased her with some small strokes.
"Ahhh... ugg... uggg," she groaned and bucked her hips.
"Now is the time to make use of these tits," he spoke, "Ms. now you are going to experience some pain," he caressed her hairs.
"What!!" she groaned.
"Don't worry you will like it... if you feel like, you can scream out loud there is no one around who can hear you," he spoke, and she was scared.
Mr. P grabbed the left boob, just below the areola, between his thumb and fingers. He squeezed it and slowly increased the pressure.
"Ahhh.. fuck bastard," she cried out as it started to hurt but Mr. P didn't stop instead increased the pressure. "Ayeeeee... shit..."she screamed out loud and tried to pull away his hand.
" Please... please... leave her," she thrashed in pain but Mr. P had her pinned under his body. "Yesss," Mr. P was pleased with himself, she felt a twitch in his cock. "Please darling, scream out loud," he whispered and grinded the soft flesh between his thumb and finger.
she screamed on top of her voice and wrestled with him to free herself. she felt a burning sensation in her left tit which was spreading throughout her body. Suddenly he let go the tit.
"Ahh.. ugg.. ugg.. ugg.. ugg.. ugg.. ugg.. ugg.. ugg.." she continued to wiggle in pain and her pussy kept squeezing tightly around his cock.
Mr. P kissed her lips and enjoyed her wriggling, he was immensely pleased with himself. This is a fresh and young woman he was using for his pleasure.
"Now the other tit," he spoke.
"No... no... please," she said eyes widened.
He kissed her lips, "you are terrific darling, just some more pain and then you will want more," he was ecstatic.
In between her protests he grabbed the right tit and squeezed it the same way.
"Ahhhhhhhh... Fucking bastard... Ahh.. ugg.. ugg.. ugg.. ugg.. ugg.. ugg.. ugg.. ugg.."
Mr. P watched her wither in pain and enjoyed the tightening of her pussy over his cock. After he let go of her tit she was still withering in pain and her body shaking.
He kissed her lips again and soaked in every bit of pleasure he was driving out of his act. He waited for her to stop squirming and then he started to bang his cock into her pussy.
She never felt the pain and pleasure like this, her tits were burning, her pussy was burning, and I was gasping for air at each stroke.
"Now both of them together," he stopped the strokes and grabbed the titties. she screamed again and grabbed his shoulders to push him away but was not even able to move him an inch. He pulled the tits and banged the cunt simultaneously. she felt as if she was hammered between her legs and the ripples reached to her tits. She cried out loud at each thrust.
An orgasm started to build inside her and she screamed and bucked her hips to take more and more of his cock. Mr. P enjoyed the sensation that her squirming pussy was giving him and pulled harder at her nipples. As the orgasm started to grow Mr. P pulled and pinched the nipples one by one like milking a cow. Then suddenly he stopped and let go of her tits.
"Ughh..." she bucked her hips, "do it."
"Do what darling," Mr. P teased her.
"Fuck her," she moaned.
"And what about the tits."
"Uggg... Ahhh..." she groaned and trying to pull him in
"Do whatever you want," she pleaded
she had never felt anything like this before, she was craving for release. she bucked her hips and placed his hand over her tits, "Do it!!" she shouted.
Mr. P smiled and attacked her boobs.
"Ufffff... ughh... you are killing her... fuck...oh god," she screamed in pain and pleasure as Mr. P again started to bang her pussy. The orgasm was slowly rising and was not giving a quick relief like she used to have earlier. The pain in the tits were giving a different type of burning sensation.
Her shrieks had grown louder. "Well well, you two have become friends I see!" came Her husband’s voice. Mr. P broke the kiss and she saw Her husband with a towel wrapped around his waist standing next to the bed. Mr. P now grabbed her hair and started pounding her even harder. Getting rammed in the cunt by an old man while being watched by young handsome man felt so.... wrongly right. That perverted realization along with Mr. P’s dick brushing against her g-spot made it happen again.
Shivering she braced for her second orgasm in a short time. Her husband recognized the shiver and the expression on her face.
"Good work Mr. P, you're making her cum."
"Really?" Mr. P said in a delighted voice and started pounding her harder.
She screamed and arched her body as the orgasm started to spill over, for a full one minutes she was not in this world as her body withered and shuddered continuously. This orgasm was so forceful, she almost pushed Mr. P off her. Almost. Because as it happened, watching her naked body writhe and twist made Mr. P cum too. For about a minute, Mr. P and she were both hollering and grunting, shaking and clawing at each other. She was still groaning after the orgasm subsided.
Mr. P was having a time of his life as he enjoyed this housewife, winching in pain under him. This is all he wanted and as she climaxed so did his cock spurted the cum inside her twitching pussy.
Finally, they both stopped shaking. Mr. P collapsed on top of her. He kissed her deep and hard again. And then rolled off the bed.
She lay there on her back, breathless Her thighs were hurting like crazy. Even her breasts, which had been used thoroughly by Mr. P, were sore. Her husband was sitting next to her. He ran his fingers over her butt and her back. Her eyes were half closed with exhaustion and with the remaining drunkenness. she kept looking into Her husband’s beautiful eyes. And before she knew it, she had drifted into sleep.

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