I had just witnessed the woman of my dreams being ravished by another man’s finger, ending in an awesome orgasm. Part of me was disgusted that I did nothing to stop it and part of me was so turned on that I wanted to see it again. Karen had loved every second of it, to the point that she took his oversized manhood deep into her throat, and, sputtering and gagging over its size, gotten him to cum, filling her mouth with his seed. Again, I had dismissed the opportunity of stopping her degradation, allowing the act to go unhindered. I watched in awe as she took his length into her throat, his massive organ stretching her mouth, his balls banging against her chin, his cum finally drooling from her lips as he pumped his pearly essence against her tonsils. Then he asked me if I wanted to kiss her cum smeared lips.

I looked at her for some guidance. The idea of tasting another man’s cum was not high on my priority list, but, depending on her needs and wants, I just might have to follow through. Karen’s eyes and cummy smile spoke volumes.

I leaned over and gave her a tentative kiss on the lips, some of his essence rubbing off on me. Her tongue pressed between my pursed lips, pushing into my mouth. I sucked on it, tasting his cum. Not much different, in taste and texture from my own, and knowing that she wanted me to do this, I responded, shoving my tongue into her mouth, gathering more of his warm salty cream. When the kiss was over, she pointed out the dollop of cooling sperm on her breast and I licked that up too.

With that ever-present evil grin on his face, Bob suggested that, if I liked cum so much, why don’t I drink my own. Karen looked at me, smiled, and said “Why not?”

Following their directions, I tucked my head on a pillow, threw my legs over my head, so I was faced with my hardness inches from my face. “Milk him, Babygirl! Feed him his own jizz” Bob said as he sat back to watch this degrading spectacle.

Running her fingers through her still damp slit to lube her hand, Karen began to pump my rampant cock, aiming it at my face. “Open wide, Grey! We don’t want to waste any!” It no longer seemed to matter why she was doing this, only that she was about to relieve the intense pressure, the feel of her soft hand against my sensitive cock was heavenly. It didn’t take long before I grunted, mouth wide open, and watched as my cock spat three healthy dollops of sperm directly on my tongue, the warm, thick sauce dripping down my throat.

Karen rose and sat at the edge of the bed. Bob knelt between Karen’s legs and teased her emerging clit with the head and shaft of his still hard and impressively sized member. He turned to me and suggested that I suck on Karen’s panties. “So you can taste what my cock is playing with.” Her taste and scent washed over me as I stuffed the flimsy garment into my mouth.

He pressed home and I watched as his dark chocolate helmet slipped between her pale white puffy lips. “Ohhh Fuucckk!”Karen moaned as Bob fed more and more of his cock into the tight confines of Karen’s stretching cunt. His big hands alternated between plucking at her nipples and mashing the soft mounds on her chest while his hips swung forward and back, filling and emptying the redhead’s pussy.

With each thrust Karen’s breasts wobbled under his hands, his cock emerging from her wetness glistening with her juices leaving a frothy ring around the base. His left hand slid down and his meaty thumb began to play with her clit as he quickened the pace of his fuck.

The contrast between his glistening manhood and Karen’s pale skin made me painfully hard, again. Her constant moans filled the room along with her musky scent. “Oh God! Oh fuck! Soo Big! Sooo good! Don’t stop! Make me cum again Daddy!”

I was jealous of Bob, but at the same time happy for her.

Her head thrashed back and forth, her mouth open in a silent O. His hips pistonned back and forth, and his right hand mauled her tits, and his left thumb mercilessly attacked her clit. “oh God! Cumming Daddy! Please don’t stop!” she blurted out as her second orgasm washed over her.

“That’s it Babygirl! Cum on my dick!” he said, still thrusting deep inside her spasming cunt. He continued to ram his cock in and out of her ravaged cunt, as he asked, “Do you want to suck on Grey’s cock while I keep fucking you? He looks like he’s about to explode again.”

“Oh God yes!” she panted, as her orgasm subsided.

Bob instructed me to lie on my back with Karen on hands and knees above me. I watched as Bob re-introduced his cock into her stretched but eager pussy, and felt the warm, velvety softness of her mouth as it sucked me in completely.

No more than an inch from my head, I watched as Bob’s bloated balls swung back and forth, kissing Karen’s cunt lips each time he filled her with his girl cum costed shaft. I took my eyes off the lascivious scene above me to watch Karen’s throat fill with my cock as she slurped and sucked on me. I also saw Bob’s ham fists kneading her swaying breasts as he slammed mercilessly into her, their bodies slapping together in a sensuous symphony.

I was so worked up that I began to moan into the panties still in my mouth, ready to cum at any moment. Karen’s tongue swirled around my pole as her lips caressed my shaft while my hips bucked, trying to feed her every inch of me. I grunted into the wad of panties as my cock spewed its warm reward deep into Karen’s mouth. I felt her lips and tongue coax the last drops of cum from me.

With a smack of her lips, she let me slip out of her face, my spent cock slapping against my stomach. “Suck my clit, Grey!” she panted between swallows.

Pulling the panties from my mouth I latched onto her swollen clit, feathering it with my tongue as Bob’s nut sac brushed against my closed eyes. “Getting close! Don’t stop! Cum inside me Bob! Breed me!”

“Here it comes, Babygirl!” he grunted as he slammed his cock deep and fast. His manhood twitched as he emptied his balls into Karen’s clutching cunt. He slowly withdrew, his cock coated with her honey and his sperm. Karen’s cunt was severely stretched, a yawning hole where Bob’s cock had just been.

“Karen tells me you’re a first class cunt lapper, Grey! Have it!”

I hesitated for a moment, wondering if she really wanted me to do it. I wasn’t even sure that I wanted to do it. Sucking my own cum from her cunt was never an issue. She wanted it and I liked doing it, but sucking another man’s seed from her womb was a whole different ball game. Sensing my hesitation, she said “Go ahead Grey! Eat me! Please?”

Realizing that what I did next would change the dynamic of our relationship, I hesitated for a moment. If I did this I was willingly cuckolding myself. Did I really want to do this? I was really turned on watching them fuck. I sat with them, watched them, aided them, and got very turned on by them. I lifted my head up, covering the opening of her cunt and began to suck. Almost instantly, I was rewarded with a dollop of salty sperm along with the sweet taste of my Karen. I threw myself into the task, hoping to bring her off again, not caring that I had become a cuckold.

I licked and sucked, rasping her clit with my tongue until I succeeded in making her cum, loud and long, followed by a deep, wet, sloppy, cummy kiss.

Bob suggested that we rest for a short while, curling up behind Karen, cupping her breasts in his meaty hands, his reviving cock pressed into the crack of her ass. Turning to me he said, “You’re free to leave if you want, Grey, or you can stick around and consume lots of protein.”

I looked at Karen as she mouthed silently “Stay!”