Heather checked her reflection in the hotel bathroom mirror, the black lace lingerie hugging her curves in all the right places. The push-up bra made her tits look fantastic, and the tiny thong left her shaved pussy barely covered. She ran a hand through her shoulder-length brown hair and grinned at herself. By day, she was the sweet, innocent wife who worked at the dental office and brought homemade cookies to neighborhood parties. But tonight? Tonight she was something else entirely.
Leonard knocked back another shot of whiskey at the small bar area of the suite, his cock already stirring in his jeans as he watched his wife emerge from the bathroom. He'd been planning this for weeks, ever since Heather had confessed her fantasy about being with two men. At first, he'd been surprised. His wife, the one who blushed at dirty jokes during dinner parties, wanted to get fucked by another man while he watched? But the more he thought about it, the harder he got.
"Goddamn, baby," Leonard said, setting down his glass. "You look fucking incredible."
Heather did a slow turn, showing off her ass. "You think Dre will like it?"
"He's gonna lose his mind."
Right on cue, there was a knock at the door. Leonard opened it to find Dre standing there, tall and confident, a bottle of expensive vodka in one hand. Dre was built like an athlete, and when he smiled, his teeth were bright against his dark skin. He'd worn loose-fitting sweats, and Leonard didn't have to guess why.
"Hope I'm not too early," Dre said, stepping inside. His eyes found Heather immediately, and he let out a low whistle. "Well, shit. Leonard, you didn't tell me your wife was this fine."
Heather felt her cheeks flush, but it wasn't embarrassment. It was pure, unfiltered arousal. She walked over to Dre, her hips swaying, and took the vodka from his hand. "Let me pour you a drink."
They spent the next hour drinking, passing a joint between them, the sexual tension building with every laugh and lingering glance. Heather found herself sandwiched between both men on the couch, her skin tingling from the weed and the anticipation. Leonard's hand rested on her thigh while Dre's arm draped across the back of the couch behind her.
"I want to taste you," Dre said, his voice deep and direct. He wasn't asking.
Heather turned to face him, and then his mouth was on hers, hungry and demanding. His tongue pushed past her lips, and she moaned into the kiss. Leonard watched, his dick now rock hard, as his wife made out with another man. He reached over and unclasped her bra, freeing her tits. Dre's hands immediately found them, squeezing and kneading while his thumbs flicked over her nipples.
"Get on the bed," Leonard said, his voice husky. "I need to eat that pussy."
They moved to the king-sized bed, and Heather lay back against the pillows. Leonard positioned himself between her legs, pulling off her thong and tossing it aside. Her shaved pussy was already glistening with wetness. He lowered his mouth to her and licked a long, slow stripe from her entrance to her clit.
"Fuck, Leonard, yes," Heather gasped.
Dre stripped off his shirt and then his sweats, and Heather's eyes went wide when she saw his cock spring free. It was thick and long, much bigger than Leonard's average-sized dick, and it was already leaking pre-cum. Dre stroked himself slowly while watching Leonard devour Heather's pussy.
"Suck his cock, baby," Leonard said, lifting his mouth from her just long enough to speak. "I want to see you take that big dick in your throat."
Heather shifted on the bed, and Dre moved to kneel beside her head. She wrapped her hand around his shaft, marveling at how it felt, then guided it to her lips. She licked the tip first, tasting the saltiness of his pre-cum, before taking him into her mouth. Inch by inch, she swallowed him down, her throat relaxing to accommodate his size.
"Goddamn, that's a good girl," Dre groaned, his hand tangling in her hair. "Take all of it."
Leonard continued eating her pussy, his tongue working her clit while two fingers slid inside her. Heather moaned around Dre's cock, the vibrations making him curse under his breath. She deep-throated him again and again, spit running down her chin, while her husband ate her like a starving man.
"I want to fuck her," Dre said, looking at Leonard. "I want to feel that tight white pussy wrapped around my dick."
Leonard pulled away, his face slick with her juices. "Do it. I want to watch you stretch her out."
Dre moved between Heather's legs, replacing Leonard. He rubbed the head of his cock against her wet slit, teasing her, making her squirm. "Beg for it," he said.
"Please, Dre, please fuck me," Heather whimpered. "I need that big dick inside me."
He pushed in slowly, and Heather cried out at the sensation of being filled so completely. Dre was thick, and she felt every inch as he buried himself deeper. "You're so fucking tight," he grunted. "This pussy is perfect."
Leonard stroked his own cock while watching Dre fuck his wife. He moved closer, positioning himself near Heather's head. She turned and took him into her mouth without hesitation, sucking her husband's dick while another man pounded into her.
Dre picked up the pace, slamming into Heather with deep, powerful thrusts. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, along with Heather's muffled moans and the wet sounds of her sucking Leonard's cock.
"You like getting fucked by this big black dick while your husband watches?" Dre asked, his voice rough with exertion.
Heather pulled her mouth off Leonard just long enough to gasp, "Yes, fuck yes, I love it."
"Tell him," Dre demanded, driving even deeper. "Tell your husband how good this pussy feels getting stretched