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Their Toy

"My husband coaxes me into a threesome with the very man I cheated on him with."

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Author's Notes

""If you're curious about how I got into this mess, read His Captive, followed by Her Secret and His Game."

They chatted casually, finishing their drinks as we sat together on the couch, me tucked between them in our living room. My husband leaned back with his whiskey in hand, Tom laughing at some joke I barely registered, his gaze flicking to me every so often. My stomach twisted watching my lover sit so close, knowing he could reveal my secret anytime and blow apart my already fractured marriage.

"You know," my husband began, his voice almost teasing, "Tom here enjoys reading your erotic stories. He told me he's quite a fan."

My heart skipped a beat as I cast a glance at Tom. He smiled, a hint of something dark behind it—something that made my skin prickle and my clit throb.

"Yeah," Tom replied, his gaze fixed on me with unnerving intensity. "I've been following your writing for quite some time. Really… captivating work."

My husband leaned in, intrigued, the usual gleam in his eye whenever he got too comfortable with his own fantasies. "So, which one's your favorite?"

Tom didn't miss a beat, his gaze never leaving mine. "All You Need."

My breath hitched. That story. It was the one about the time I'd given my husband a blowjob on the hotel balcony where we could easily be seen, back when we couldn't keep our hands off each other. Hearing Tom say that title and knowing the intimate details I had put into those words felt like someone reading my diary out loud. My cheeks flushed pink, and I couldn't stop my gaze from flicking nervously between them.

My husband grinned, clearly entertained. "Ah, that one. Yeah, those were some wild times, weren't they?" He winked at me, his voice slipping into a teasing drawl. "Honey, why don't you show Tom just how good you are?" His tone was casual, but full of the rush he got from these games—a thrill that bothered me and excited him.

"What?" I stammered, my voice barely steady as heat crept up my neck.

Tom's gaze met mine, carrying a hint of hesitation. But he was not backing down. His eyes remained steady, curious, as if he were trying to gauge how far we'd go with this.

"Come on, it's not like you haven't sucked another guy's cock in front of me before," my husband teased, his playful wink hinting at our past swinging adventures. But this felt different… We'd only ever done this with other couples, not with a single guy like Tom.

I knew how much my husband got turned on watching me with other men—it was his need. In the past, I'd mostly done it for him, but this time… I actually wanted it.

I fidgeted, my breath catching as Tom's gaze bore into me, his smile carrying that daring edge. And then it hit me—they'd planned this! They had to have. It was the only thing that made sense. Fuckers. Fine, I could play along. The truth was, I wanted to let myself go just a little further with Tom. And now, with my husband's blessing, I had the perfect excuse to give in.

My husband's hand moved slowly, pushing my dress higher, and I didn't resist. "Come on, honey," he murmured, his voice low, coaxing. "No need to be shy."

There wasn't an ounce of shyness left as I met Tom's gaze, a wicked smile tugging at my lips. I knew he was watching, taking in every shift of fabric as my husband's fingers slipped beneath my dress, finding the molten heat waiting for them. But my mind was already drifting, lost in the thought of Tom's touch, his fingers sliding into my warm wetness. And from the glint in his eyes, Tom knew exactly what I was thinking.

"You're shaking," my husband groaned, assuming it was excitement. He had no idea what I was really feeling—the way my gaze locked onto Tom's, intense and bold. Tom held my stare, catching the silent dare in my eyes, deciding if he'd take the bait. His smirk grew as he leaned back, testing just how far I would go.

My husband chuckled, completely oblivious to the silent tension building between Tom and me. "See? Nothing to be shy about," he murmured, circling his thumb over my swollen bud with practiced ease, while Tom's gaze trailed over every inch of my body, watching the way I responded.

"Mmm," my husband hummed. "You're so fucking wet. Dripping." His words felt almost like a tease directed at Tom.

Tom held my gaze, his eyes darkening with something far more intense than curiosity. My pulse quickened, a low tension simmering inside me under the weight of his stare. He was studying us both, waiting—no, challenging me to be the one to close the distance.

As the atmosphere heated up, my husband was completely absorbed in his own pleasure, his focus entirely on my arousal. With each slow stroke, he teased my inner walls, his thumb pressing just right on my button, making me squirm.

"Let's get her out of this dress," my husband glanced at Tom, inviting him to join in on the fun.

I looked at Tom, catching the unmistakable bulge straining against his pants. With a slow tilt of my head, I gave him the look that said come and get it, feeling a delicious thrill ripple through me as the temptation lingered in the air.

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Tom flashed me a grin as he grabbed the hem of my dress, pulling it up, and I lifted my hips to help him. My husband kept teasing my soft, moist flesh with his fingers, while the room filled with the sounds of our heavy breathing and the slick, sloshing wetness of my desire.

Fully nude, I sat between two men whose tenting pants made it obvious they were both eager to fuck me. Tom reached for my breasts and cupped them before leaning in to kiss me. His touch was both tender and enticing, as if he were molding my pleasure with each caress. I moaned, the sound muffled by the kiss, our tongues gliding together as my husband's fingers increased their pace.

Tom's lips trailed fervent kisses down my neck, taking his time as he explored the sensitive skin along my collarbone before moving lower. His mouth found my breast, lavishing it with slow, delicate attention, kissing and then suckling gently.

My nipple hardened under his tongue, and I arched my back, offering myself to him, my walls clenching around my husband's fingers as my body quivered, caught between the two sources of pleasure, each competing for my attention.

"Are you my good girl?" my husband groaned.

"Mphm," I moaned, delirious with the pleasure both men were giving me.

"Then show me," he whispered. "Suck Tom's cock while I watch."

I couldn't shake my curiosity about Tom's taste, wondering if any trace of our last encounter still lingered on his shaft. Meeting his eyes, I let a slow smile play across my lips. Tom smiled back, but he stayed still, leaving it up to me to take the next step.

As I leaned over his lap, he didn't resist—instead, he helped, tugging his jeans down. I giggled as his erection sprang free, so close it nearly slapped my cheek. I shifted my body, raising my luscious ass up, feeling my husband's fingers slide out of my pussy. My lips parted, and I wrapped my hand around Tom's hardness, guiding it towards my mouth as I lowered myself.

A swirl of my tongue around the tip elicited a low groan from Tom, my hand pumping him slowly as I took him into my mouth. I tasted the mix of his essence with the faint, familiar hint of my own—a proof that he'd carried my scent on him all day. It was like he wanted to hold on to that mark, to keep me as much as I wanted to give myself.

My husband's tongue pressed against my labia, parting the slippery, soft folds and grounding me. I moaned around Tom's cock, letting my saliva drip freely down his shaft while focusing on the pleasure building between my legs. Slurping sounds filled the room, groans of pleasure escaping from both men.

Tom's hands gripped my hair, guiding me down further onto his length, inch by inch, until I felt the engorged tip hit the back of my throat. My gag reflex kicked in slightly, but I pushed through, focusing on the pulsating fire my husband ignited within me with each flick of his tongue.

Bobbing my head, my insatiable mouth wrapped tightly around Tom's firm flesh. His hands tightened in my hair, guiding me in the rhythm he desired. My wet tongue slid easily up and down his length, greedily lapping up every drop of his salty pre-cum as he groaned above me, thrusting his hips into my tight and welcoming throat.

Tom's erection throbbed against the back of my throat, while my husband's wet, eager tongue swirled over my sensitive pearl, savoring the combined juices of the three of us—a deliciously sinful cocktail.

"Fuck!" Tom's groan was raw and primal, and I felt a surge of power in my ability to elicit such a reaction from a man like him.

"Get on his cock," my husband urged, rising from the couch as he stripped off his clothes.

I gazed up at Tom, releasing his thick member from my warm mouth, the strings of saliva trailing down my chin and onto my chest. His lustful gaze locked with mine, hunger evident in his dilated pupils.

"What about protection?" I asked my husband, keeping up the charade, uncertain if he knew about me and Tom.

"You ovulated last week. Low risk," my husband replied calmly. He always kept better track of my cycle than I did. Then he leaned closer, his grin dark and teasing. "Besides, I know how much of a thrill it'll be for you… to be filled by two men." His voice dropped, every word dripping with slow, erotic emphasis. "To be overflowing with…" he paused, locking his eyes with mine, a sly smile tugging at his lips, "hotthickstickycreamy… potent cum."

In that moment, I realized—my husband had been trying to make my biggest fantasy come true all along. I felt a mix of forgiveness for his neglect and surprise, recalling how, despite the ups and downs, he had always tried to prioritize my needs and desires, even when I hadn't noticed.

But now that it was actually happening, I couldn't help but wonder… maybe some fantasies are better left untouched.

TO BE CONTINUED…

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