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Hey lurid listeners, welcome back to the

1:14

Kiss Me Quick's erotica podcast. This

1:16

is Rose Caraway and joining me

1:19

in the studio is Big Daddy Dave

1:21

Caraway. Say hey, Big Daddy. What

1:23

up, what up? How you doing

1:25

today? What's going on?

1:28

Still in my robe. Still in your robe.

1:30

Still rocking this Hugh Hefner look. I can get used

1:32

to this. Making it a habit. Yeah, you can. This is

1:34

great. I'm already half a nudist, so I'm about

1:37

to go helpful nude.

1:38

He went camping and

1:40

discovered, well, no, I think put

1:42

the period at the end of that sentence.

1:45

I am a nudist rather than am

1:47

I

1:47

a nudist? Well, I'm definitely not a nudist because I

1:50

don't go around nude. So that's like the first

1:52

step of being one. But

1:55

you did.

1:56

I have nudist tendencies, I think. You're

1:58

nudist leaning. entire life trying

2:00

to repress. And I think as I get

2:02

older, I'm becoming less repressed

2:05

about it. Ooh, are

2:07

you coming now or what? All

2:10

right, welcome back to the show, you

2:12

guys. We've missed you, alert listeners.

2:15

And we've got a heck of a

2:17

story for you today. Another story taken

2:20

from our audio book that we published titled

2:22

In Medias Res, You

2:25

in the Midst of Things. This

2:27

is a second person point of view anthology

2:30

where every single story is written

2:32

in that style and it's gonna

2:34

suck you

2:35

in. That

2:37

sounds fun, doesn't it? Don't

2:40

you wanna be sucked in? Yeah, it's like,

2:42

I mean, I've always said it. It's like virtual reality,

2:45

where you are being put as the main

2:47

character of your story.

2:50

That's fun. And these stories

2:52

really experiment with that real story

2:57

razor's edge of pleasure

2:59

and pain. And today's story is

3:01

exemplary of that. We're not talking

3:04

physical pain here. And this may

3:06

be slightly challenging

3:09

maybe for some listeners because it's going to

3:11

explore what can

3:13

happen mid scene, mid

3:16

sex scene. You've

3:19

crossed all your I's and dotted

3:21

all your T's and still emotions

3:24

can get in the way

3:25

and play might stop.

3:28

And you have to deal with some emotions

3:31

before maybe picking things

3:33

up again. So this story

3:35

is gonna kind of walk you through a little bit of that,

3:38

maybe a little uncomfortable but hang

3:40

in there, cause it ends really, really

3:43

well and everybody's happy. So,

3:45

and I like that. I like

3:48

stories that challenge you. And this book

3:51

does that immediately right out of the gate, putting

3:53

everything in that second person point of view.

3:55

This one really

3:57

gets into

4:00

the emotions of things. Yeah,

4:04

it takes a second to kind of wrap your head around

4:06

what's going on, but it's

4:08

worth it. Yeah, yeah. And you know,

4:10

Sunny DeSoto, the author of this story,

4:13

does this style really, really

4:16

well. She wrote

4:18

another story in

4:20

our For the Men Erotica anthology, the

4:24

first volume, second volume is coming soon, by the

4:26

way, called

4:28

Odd Man, or Odd Man Out. Oh.

4:31

I think it was Odd Man. Odd Man. She

4:33

plays with uncomfortableness.

4:36

You know, this one was from

4:38

a male's point of view, a

4:40

man's point of view, experiencing

4:43

his wife at a dungeon,

4:45

like a sex dungeon, and watching her

4:48

play with someone else, and that discomfort

4:50

that he felt, and still was turned

4:53

on, but you know, it walks you through

4:55

some of that uncomfortableness. You

4:58

know, sometimes those kinds of stories

5:00

can help maybe give us better

5:02

insight, better vocabulary. Maybe

5:05

it just opens the door to be able to

5:08

have a conversation. Maybe you've experienced

5:10

during sex something that was uncomfortable,

5:13

and you didn't feel like you could talk about

5:15

it. Well, you should,

5:18

because that can make your sex better. A better

5:20

understanding makes sex way better, right?

5:23

Like if everybody knows what's going on, it's

5:26

just better. So

5:28

kudos to frickin' Sunny DeSoto

5:30

for bringing it. I don't think a lot

5:32

of people get to appreciate

5:35

this kind of a story. So here

5:37

you go, learned listeners. Here is Sunny

5:40

DeSoto's P.O.S.

6:08

given enough time and trust

6:11

people always remind you who they truly

6:13

are and he is a fucking

6:16

piece of shit a garbage

6:18

person trash that belongs on the

6:20

curb baby I can explain

6:23

your husband rushes after you like the

6:25

heel he is stumbling with his

6:27

pants still caught around his knees you

6:30

scoff the sound hard and harsh

6:33

as it puffs between your gritted teeth like

6:35

smoke from a dragon you'd love

6:38

to see him try so

6:40

go ahead give yourself permission

6:42

to turn around face him

6:46

explain it's not a question

6:49

not a request it's a goddamn

6:51

dare watch while

6:53

he swallows roughly his eyes

6:56

darting nervously as if desperately

6:58

searching for a lie to tell you

7:01

see rotten cheating

7:03

piece of shit

7:12

it just happened the lines

7:14

sound rehearsed from his lips like

7:16

he's practiced them for days to get them just

7:19

right a mistake I

7:21

didn't mean it you let out a snort

7:24

a mistake an accident

7:26

as if it wouldn't take a million deliberate

7:29

choices a million different intentional

7:31

acts to get him to this place and

7:34

this time and this mess

7:36

right now

7:37

things like this don't just happen be

7:40

careful be on alert or

7:42

you might miss it out of the corner of your

7:45

eye her with

7:47

her pretty hair disheveled and her clothes

7:49

clutched in a tangled ball in her hands

7:52

you barely recognize her

7:53

but you do

7:55

and where the fuck do you think you're going

7:58

she freezes mid step It's

8:00

almost comical, your best

8:02

friend, caught in the worst

8:05

cliche.

8:06

How could you, you wonder, shaking

8:09

your head in disappointment at both of

8:11

them?

8:12

I think I should leave. She

8:14

shoves her feet more firmly into her shoes,

8:17

stilettos, sex signal red.

8:20

You were there when she bought them a week ago,

8:22

for a hot date, she'd said. The

8:25

naughty excitement in her tone when she'd said

8:27

those words sound so different

8:29

as they echo in your head now.

8:32

You almost laugh.

8:34

So you just stopped in real

8:36

quick to fuck my husband,

8:37

to muck up a marriage and leave everyone

8:40

else to clean it up?

8:41

Scowling, you shake your head.

8:44

You thought she was better than that.

8:46

But come on now, be fair.

8:49

No, I'm sorry, that was rude.

8:52

Where are your manners? Let's

8:55

try that again in a tone that

8:57

will sound like a saccharin slice,

9:00

a sugared slap to her adulterous

9:02

face.

9:03

She is your best friend, after all.

9:05

Please, by all means, stay.

9:09

Flinching, she looks at him, then

9:11

at you, then back to him. You

9:14

don't know why. It's not as if

9:16

that spineless sack of crap can save

9:18

her now. He's not in charge.

9:21

This is, will always be,

9:23

your show. Put

9:25

your hands on your hips. Sit.

9:29

She skulks back to the sofa and

9:31

you glare at your husband. You too.

9:34

Disgusted. You take them both in,

9:36

half dressed and smelling of sex.

9:39

Turn and grab the damp dish rag

9:42

sitting on the counter. Throw it in his

9:44

face. Clean yourself up. I

9:46

can't even look at you.

9:48

The rag smacks him and the cheek, wetly.

9:50

Yes, baby. His face flushes

9:53

as the clinging cloth slides down

9:55

his skin, leaving a wet sheen

9:57

in its wake. He pouts. It's.

9:59

cold. Good. Your

10:02

eyes narrow.

10:04

His half-heart cock still glistens with

10:06

her slickness,

10:07

the better to cool himself off with.

10:10

With smugger satisfaction

10:12

than is warranted, you watch

10:14

him stroke the cold, rough rag

10:17

over his dick, wiping her from

10:19

him.

10:20

Good. As for

10:22

you, you turn to your friend. Whenever

10:25

life throws you for a loop, without

10:27

fail, it always comes from the least

10:30

likely places. You've known

10:32

each other for years, since you were kids.

10:34

You've shared everything together. Toys,

10:37

clothes, makeup, and now

10:40

men.

10:41

You hate the hot tears burning in your eyes as

10:43

betrayal twists your gut.

10:46

How long has this been going on? The

10:48

answer comes too quickly, too readily.

10:51

Just this once, baby.

10:52

Slap him across the face. The

10:55

thrilling rush of watching him wince

10:58

while your hands mark rises

11:00

red on his cheek fuels your

11:02

fury, pounding inside you

11:04

like the beat of vengeance and wings.

11:07

Don't lie to me.

11:09

He's not lying. When

11:11

you step closer to her, she flinches

11:14

away, but you see truth shine

11:16

bright and scared in her eyes

11:19

before she turns. Fine.

11:22

Was it worth it? You have to

11:24

know. Need to hear it, whatever

11:27

her answer, from her lips. Was

11:29

he good? Good enough to throw

11:31

away a lifetime of friendship? To

11:33

destroy your marriage? To

11:36

burn down all your lives?

11:38

Was he? She bites her lip.

11:41

Stupid enough to get caught, but smart enough

11:43

to stay quiet. Which only makes

11:46

you madder.

11:47

Grab the dish towel from him. Anger

11:49

always makes your hands itch for something to

11:52

do.

11:52

So, ring the towel tight,

11:55

imagining it's his neck. Did

11:58

he eat you out? You

12:00

roll your eyes. He's so proud

12:02

of that, his magical tongue,

12:05

his claim to fame, his

12:07

tactical trap.

12:09

College had taught him well.

12:11

Lick a clit with enough skill and you

12:14

can get away with all manner of crimes.

12:17

Surprise smacks you when she shakes

12:19

her head. Really? Don't

12:22

tell me he gave you nothing but that shriveled,

12:25

useless slug between his legs.

12:27

Let the towel smack his inner thigh, making

12:30

his body, his cock jerk.

12:33

Your lip curls at her, disappointing.

12:36

You were sure she was better than that.

12:39

I don't like that kind of thing.

12:41

That's right.

12:44

You look at him with a smirk while you

12:46

imagine how frustrating that must

12:48

have been.

12:49

He would pick a woman who has hang ups

12:51

about her pussy.

12:53

What a shame. It's pretty much

12:55

the only thing he's good at, grabbing groceries,

12:57

paying half the bills, and eating

13:00

pussy.

13:01

You hope he was at least planning to pick the

13:04

poor woman up a quart of milk on the way home. Otherwise,

13:06

what a waste. In fact,

13:10

no, you know what? Imagining

13:13

it in your head. You grin and

13:15

grab him by the hair and force him to

13:17

his knees at your feet. You

13:19

drag him between her legs.

13:23

If you're going to have my husband, you

13:25

really should have the full experience. You

13:28

find yourself strangely stirred when

13:30

both their faces, necks, and

13:33

chests flush red

13:35

with embarrassment and shame as

13:37

you push his nose into her vulva.

13:40

You imagine it still wet and sticky

13:43

with his cum, the smell of it. Of

13:45

them together clogging his

13:48

senses. Why are you doing

13:50

this? His words are muffled,

13:52

almost lost within her silk and fold.

13:55

Take a moment. You need to ask yourself

13:57

why you are doing

13:58

this. You step back.

14:00

Take a breath and let the moment wash

14:03

over you. You see the shame-filled

14:05

tears in your friend's wide eyes, the

14:07

broken bend of your humiliated

14:09

husband's back, and

14:11

you, vindictive and cruel

14:13

as you tower above them. What

14:16

do you gain by doing this? What,

14:19

if anything, will be solved? For

14:22

a moment, you feel yourself waver,

14:25

feel your temper crack and almost

14:27

cave under the weight of the scene, but

14:29

then you see it.

14:31

His cock rock hard between

14:34

his legs. Stare and

14:36

let your resolve stiffen just

14:38

as much. You lean down

14:41

and grab his dick in your fist. Why

14:43

am I doing this? Stroke

14:45

him hard. Because

14:48

this is what you want. Make

14:50

him hurt with it. And

14:52

I'm your wife. Listen to

14:54

him whimper as his shoulders

14:57

slump in on himself. It's

14:59

my job to get you what you want.

15:02

Squeeze. So

15:04

do it. I know you want to.

15:07

Yes, baby. Don't think

15:09

about how fucked up this is. It'll

15:11

just ruin the moment.

15:14

Don't think about how he's the first person

15:16

you've ever loved. Imagine

15:18

all the years you've been together. About

15:21

how you'd been the one to drag your

15:23

feet all through high school

15:25

and college. About every other guy

15:27

and girl you dated or messed around with

15:30

during your long on again off again

15:32

history.

15:33

About how every time he'd

15:35

ask you for more, more commitment,

15:38

more stability, more of a future,

15:41

you'd been the one to hesitate. Never

15:44

sure. Never ready. Don't

15:47

think about how. After everything

15:49

you've been through together, everything

15:51

you've put him through, you deserve

15:54

this. Let every longing

15:56

look he ever gave you be replaced with

15:59

the image of his death.

15:59

stick driving deep inside your friend.

16:03

Let every loving word he

16:05

ever said be replaced by the

16:07

tortured sound of her keening cry

16:10

while his tongue touches her. Let

16:12

all the memories of what you were together

16:15

be replaced by this,

16:17

by what you've become. Feel

16:20

the transformation burn through you,

16:22

making you angry, making

16:25

you

16:25

hot.

16:43

How does she taste? Trail

16:46

your hand down and tease his balls.

16:49

Is she better than me? He

16:52

stalls, knowing there is no

16:54

good answer. Too bad.

16:57

Grab the sack of soft skin

16:59

and pull. You grin

17:01

when you feel his body tense and

17:03

hear his gasp as he throws his head

17:06

back. Is she? The

17:08

shake of his head feels panicked.

17:10

No, baby. Shame

17:13

stains her skin a deep crimson

17:15

and contorts her pitifully pinched

17:17

face. Good. You

17:20

laugh. Let the spiteful sound

17:22

ring in your head. Let it fill

17:25

and flood you.

17:27

When you let him go, his whole body

17:29

relaxes like a discarded puppet whose

17:32

strings have been cut.

17:34

Go ahead and let the power of that go to

17:36

your head. Reach for your clothes

17:39

and start to strip.

17:41

Maybe we should let her have a taste of the good

17:43

stuff then, huh? Naked,

17:45

you let that strength lift you

17:47

to your feet, leaving your clothes

17:50

on the carpet.

17:51

Step onto the couch and rise

17:53

over her, one foot on either

17:56

side of her so your vulva is

17:58

her whole world.

17:59

Slide your fingers down between

18:02

your lips and feel your own

18:04

slick heat.

18:05

Let her know what pussy is supposed to

18:08

taste like.

18:09

Halt, the sound of her safe

18:11

word makes the world stop.

18:13

Look down, she's leaning back,

18:16

her hands held up like a hostage

18:18

between your legs. The scent of your

18:20

heat wafts up to you, the

18:23

cloying smell clogging your senses as

18:25

her voice echoes in your ears.

18:27

You should move, should get

18:29

off her,

18:30

should fall at her feet and apologize.

18:33

Shit, you went too far, didn't

18:35

you? Went too far, too

18:37

fast, and ruined everything. Fuck,

18:41

remember that you're still frozen in front of her,

18:43

forcing your vulgar cunt on her.

18:46

I'm sorry, get off her now.

18:49

I'm sorry, so sorry. Shit,

18:53

fuck. Swallow hard. You

18:55

hold your hands behind your back, keeping

18:57

them as far from her as possible. It

19:00

forces your shoulders to slump and your head

19:02

to bow.

19:03

Your toes curl as you bend to collect

19:05

your clothes to you. I'm sorry.

19:09

She reaches for her clothes too, shaking

19:11

her head. Try not to stare

19:13

as her hands shake too. No,

19:17

please, don't, I just,

19:19

her voice trails off. Deep,

19:22

fretful lines cut her beautiful features.

19:25

I'm sorry, I think I should leave.

19:29

You want to call after her as

19:31

you watch her go.

19:32

You want to say the right thing, do

19:35

the right thing, be the right

19:37

thing to fix this.

19:40

Don't feel too bad when you can't,

19:43

if that's even possible.

19:45

The sound of the door feels like a slap

19:47

in the face. You cringe. I'll

19:50

go after her. You watch helplessly

19:53

as your husband throws on his clothes and

19:55

follows your friend out of the house, while you

19:57

uselessly dig your nails in your bald eyes.

20:00

clothes. Do

20:01

something, anything.

20:03

But damned if you know what to do, you're

20:06

not even sure what you've done. You

20:08

wonder what happened.

20:10

Everything had gone so well, right up until

20:12

it hadn't.

20:13

Think back.

20:15

You followed the script. Exactly.

20:18

Did everything you all agreed upon.

20:20

Didn't do anything that anyone said was off limits.

20:23

It should have gone right. It should have been

20:26

perfect. Sit on the

20:28

couch before your legs give out. You

20:30

shake your head, but that doesn't clear it. You

20:33

don't understand. It doesn't make sense.

20:36

You did everything right. You're so

20:39

sure. So you can't

20:41

have done anything wrong.

20:59

Jangling his keys anxiously, your

21:02

husband sighs as he comes back in the house.

21:05

Well, she promised she'd text me when she

21:07

got home, but she wanted to be alone. An

21:10

unspoken strain touches his voice.

21:13

Did she say what happened?

21:15

You have to know. The

21:16

look he gives you makes you cower.

21:19

You're kidding, right? He scoffs,

21:21

plopping down in the easy chair. You

21:23

went right for the kill and you wonder why

21:26

she left. Your spine stiffens.

21:29

I didn't cross any of her limits.

21:31

He shakes his head. No, you

21:33

didn't cross them. You just ran right

21:36

up to them and sank your teeth in.

21:38

No, that's not right.

21:41

Is it? Question everything.

21:44

Every motive. Every move. No.

21:47

No, you're sure you did everything right.

21:50

I didn't do anything different than I do

21:52

with you. Except she isn't

21:54

me.

21:55

The truth of that sounds so suddenly obvious

21:58

it hurts.

21:59

She. isn't us. We've

22:01

been doing this kind of play for years now. He

22:04

gets up and starts pacing the living room. Remind

22:07

yourself that now isn't the time to

22:09

think about how his sneakers will ruin the

22:12

carpet. We know

22:14

our games. We know our roles.

22:16

We know our limits and rhythm without thinking.

22:19

After this long, it just flows naturally.

22:23

Stopping in front of the couch, he looms

22:25

tall over you. You

22:27

can't treat her like how you treat me.

22:30

Can't expect the same kind of dynamic to work

22:32

the same with her.

22:35

Shit, he's right. Of course

22:37

he is. He

22:38

always is.

22:39

You fucked up. You know

22:41

that. So what

22:44

do we do? He sighs. She

22:47

said she needs some time alone to think

22:49

and process, so we give

22:51

her that. Look up at him. And

22:54

after that, he shrugs again,

22:57

checking his silent phone, seeming

22:59

to will it to

23:00

ring. We'll figure it out.

23:22

Don't be a chicken shit.

23:24

Do you want me to do it?

23:26

No.

23:27

It's sweet of your husband to offer, but you

23:29

need to do this.

23:30

So stop wringing your hands and knock

23:32

on the damned door. And when she

23:35

answers, do what you have to. Grab

23:37

his hand, straighten your spine, plant your feet,

23:40

but don't run.

23:42

Hi. Her arms cross

23:44

over her chest, shielding herself. From

23:47

you. That hurts more

23:49

than you're prepared for. Your

23:51

friends have been for most

23:53

of your lives, but the way she looks

23:56

at you,

23:57

I'm so sorry.

23:59

Say it. Mean it, so

24:01

much so she can't not see it in your

24:04

eyes, hear it in your voice. I

24:07

never meant to hurt you.

24:09

You only wanted to bring her pleasure.

24:11

You should have gone slower, talked

24:14

about it more before, when

24:16

you all still had your clothes on and

24:18

your senses weren't fogged by arousal. But

24:20

you hadn't. I'm sorry,

24:24

please, you think, forgive

24:26

me. You feel support

24:28

flow through you as your husband,

24:31

your partner, grabs and squeezes

24:33

your hand.

24:34

We both are.

24:36

She nods and waves you both in.

24:39

You said you wanted to talk.

24:42

As you move through the doorway, the tense

24:44

grip crushing your heart loosens only

24:47

to crawl and claw up your throat.

24:50

You follow your husband as he follows her

24:52

into the kitchen, and you sit down at her

24:54

table between them.

24:56

You look at your friend, lit by the Sunday

24:58

afternoon sun.

25:00

She looks just like she always does, quietly

25:03

beautiful and perfectly put together,

25:05

but different somehow,

25:07

like something's missing in the surety

25:09

of her shoulders or the easy grace

25:12

of her movement, but you're not sure exactly

25:14

what.

25:15

You frown slightly.

25:17

How have you been? Fine.

25:20

It sounds like is an

25:22

automatic response, tossed out

25:24

without a thought as quick as a

25:27

reflex. She can't even look at you,

25:29

just stares at the table's furnished grain.

25:32

And you? Fine,

25:35

sits unspoken on your tongue. Swallow

25:37

it, be honest. Take

25:39

your truth and reach out to her with

25:42

it. Connect. We've

25:44

been worried about you.

25:46

I know that night didn't go the way you'd

25:48

hoped, the way we'd all hoped.

25:50

That was an understatement. You flinch

25:53

at the memory.

25:54

And well, we wanted

25:56

to be sure that you're okay.

25:58

You clutch your hands in your lap. feeling

26:00

them clammy and cold against each

26:03

other.

26:03

Look up, meet her gaze.

26:07

Are you okay? Your eyes

26:09

meet for a moment before she lowers her

26:11

gaze and shakes her head. I'm

26:13

so embarrassed.

26:15

What? You shake your head, confused.

26:18

No, that's not right. You lean

26:20

in. You have nothing to be embarrassed

26:23

about. It's you who should

26:25

be ashamed, not her. Never,

26:27

not for a moment, her. His

26:30

hand rests on your knee, supportive

26:32

and strong, reminding you

26:34

to keep calm. Letting your emotions

26:37

run away with you is how you got here in the first

26:39

place. So calm down,

26:42

breathe.

26:43

She stands up to pace her kitchen,

26:45

wringing her hands. I can't believe

26:48

I just ran out like that.

26:49

Her shoulders lift in a shaky shrug

26:52

as a humorless, helpless laugh bubbles

26:55

up her throat.

26:56

I don't even know why. I

26:58

cannot acknowledge and accept.

27:01

I went too fast. You

27:04

know that now. No,

27:06

her bare feet slap and stick to the recently

27:09

mopped floor, still tacky with waxy,

27:11

lemony fresh cleaner, making each footstep

27:14

sound heavier and more punctuated than you

27:16

imagined

27:16

she intends. Maybe

27:19

she shakes her head. I don't know. Everything

27:22

happened just like we talked about, just like

27:24

I agreed to, but.

27:26

She sighs.

27:27

The sound, a heavy pause

27:29

in the sweet smelling air. It

27:32

was somehow all different than I expected.

27:35

Different how?

27:37

The words are hard to say, the

27:39

feel of them rough and sharp in your mouth.

27:42

But you need to get them out. You need to

27:44

let her talk, to listen,

27:46

no matter how much it may hurt. May

27:48

cut deep with shame. Let

27:51

her words bleed out between you. Prepare

27:54

yourself to feel each slice and

27:56

learn.

27:58

She bites her lip thoughtfully.

28:00

I guess it affected me more than

28:02

I thought it would. Your husband leans

28:04

forward a bit. He looks so concerned,

28:07

so caring, even you feel comforted

28:09

by him.

28:10

What did? What was said? What

28:12

was done?

28:14

Her teeth bite down harder, worrying

28:16

the skin between them.

28:18

Everything? It sounds like

28:20

a question, as if you have the

28:22

answer, but you don't. You wish

28:24

you did. I don't know.

28:27

Her frown weighs down her delicately featured

28:29

face. The slight wobble of her lips

28:32

is so small, it shouldn't feel

28:34

so big.

28:35

Maybe I'm just not cut out for this. Maybe

28:38

it's just not for me.

28:40

She looks at you for confirmation.

28:42

But what can you say?

28:44

You feel so lacking, so

28:46

inadequate,

28:47

like a failure.

28:49

That's probably why you like this kind of play

28:51

so much.

28:52

The role play, the illusion of

28:54

control, of knowing exactly how

28:56

things will happen, and being the one

28:58

pulling all the strings.

29:00

That kind of control is intoxicating.

29:03

It's easy to forget it's an illusion.

29:05

That your control is only possible because of their

29:08

consent. Without that, you have nothing.

29:11

Your pleasure, your power comes

29:13

from them.

29:14

Never forget that.

29:17

She huffs heavily.

29:19

I don't know what I was thinking, agreeing

29:21

to all this. She holds her head in

29:23

her hands. I just thought it could help me

29:25

get over,

29:26

you know.

29:28

She swallows the gulp, audibly

29:30

awkward.

29:31

I grew up thinking my, you know,

29:33

was gross, she says quietly,

29:36

waving to her lap,

29:37

calling it my no-no place, and treating

29:39

my period like it was a curse I had to hide

29:41

from the rest of my family, from the

29:44

rest of the world.

29:45

Then I had boyfriends who didn't want to touch

29:47

me there or look at it outside of sex. For

29:50

so long it's felt like so much more than

29:52

just a no-no place, but I

29:54

don't know.

29:55

She scoffs and sits, seemingly

29:57

bemused, next to you. like

30:00

a no-go place. Even

30:02

when I did have guys who wanted to touch me there,

30:04

to go down on me or whatever, I just

30:07

couldn't.

30:08

Not. You understand. How

30:11

could one moment of acceptance, or even

30:13

multiple moments, erase a lifetime

30:15

of shame?

30:17

No matter how much they'd tell me they

30:19

wanted me, wanted that,

30:21

I couldn't enjoy it, which left them

30:24

feeling disappointed and left me feeling even more

30:26

broken, more like a mess,

30:29

more of a letdown, more gross.

30:32

But she's not, and you hate that

30:35

she'd ever been made to think so.

30:37

Reach out your hand to her. You

30:39

feel choked up when she reaches back.

30:42

She nods, looking grateful for the understanding.

30:45

And when you suggested doing a scene with

30:47

me, I thought, well, maybe this is

30:49

perfect, a way to finally deal

30:52

with all that.

30:53

On my terms.

30:55

She thumps your entwined hand on the wooden

30:57

table for emphasis. I thought,

30:59

yes, I could do this. Put

31:01

myself in a situation where I'm not supposed

31:04

to enjoy it, where that isn't the point,

31:06

where I don't have to worry about measuring up to anyone's

31:09

expectations, where

31:10

my coming or not isn't a test

31:13

I already feel like I'm failing, where

31:15

my reactions aren't the focus,

31:17

the goal. She shrugs.

31:20

Maybe then, without all that, or

31:22

maybe by embracing all that, all

31:24

the history and baggage, I could give

31:26

myself permission to feel whatever I wanted

31:29

about it.

31:30

If just to truly, once and for all,

31:32

know what it is I feel about it.

31:35

He nods, just like how I

31:37

did with my penis. He shrugs,

31:39

too, the gesture looking surer,

31:42

more carefree on him than on her.

31:45

I grew up obsessed with my size.

31:47

I hated that I was more of a grower than a shower.

31:50

It didn't matter that, when hard, my

31:53

dick was fine, great even. It didn't

31:55

matter that it was as well as any other

31:58

parts of my body, more than capable

32:00

of getting my partners off.

32:02

All anyone cared about, all I cared

32:04

about, was the fact that, flaccid,

32:07

I had a small cock.

32:09

It ruined a lot of sex, a lot of

32:11

relationships

32:11

for me, and messed with my head

32:13

for far too long. Reach

32:16

out to him and grip his hand, both

32:19

their hands tight. You

32:21

feel warmth ease you when you

32:23

see them hold hands too.

32:25

He smiles slightly.

32:28

This kind of play helped me a lot,

32:30

helped me give my shame and insecurities

32:33

an outlet and a different context.

32:36

Through it, the things I thought were

32:38

lacking became assets, things

32:40

that could fuel my desire rather than

32:43

shut it down.

32:44

He raises your hand and kisses it.

32:47

Our play still carries traces

32:49

of humiliation and shame from my past

32:52

that insist that I'm defined by my

32:54

size. But it never does real

32:56

harm because I know it's not true.

32:59

I know those voices in my head are simply

33:02

echoes from the past.

33:04

You frown sympathetically at her,

33:06

but it feels true to you, those

33:09

voices. It's not a question,

33:11

you have no doubts. It's so clear

33:14

when she talks about it,

33:15

that's why it hurt.

33:17

The scene didn't play with ghosts

33:20

or faded scars. It jabbed

33:22

at open wounds. Of course

33:24

that pain should be treated differently.

33:27

The question is, how?

33:30

What can we do

33:31

if she wants to stop, to walk away,

33:34

to forget the whole thing, that's fine.

33:37

What do you need?

33:40

The idea that this could be likely

33:42

is the end of this part of your relationship

33:45

with her hurts. But

33:47

if that's what she needs, that's

33:49

what you'll give her.

33:51

Your friendship means so much to

33:53

me, far more than a game gone

33:55

wrong or a passed on pleasure.

33:57

I'll always want what you want.

34:00

perusing her shaky lips,

34:02

she takes a deep breath. I

34:05

want to want this. Her

34:07

face falls, but her eyes shine

34:09

with unsure yet eager hope.

34:12

I want to want me. Why

34:16

don't we talk about ways we can do

34:18

that? If that sounds good to you.

34:21

She stares at your clasped hands for

34:23

a long, thoughtful moment before

34:25

looking up at you both and smiling.

34:28

That sounds great.

34:58

He is such a fucking

35:00

piece of shit. Baby!

35:03

From the hallway, you can hear him coo

35:06

through your cracked open bedroom door. I

35:08

told you that my wife is on her way home. A

35:11

feminine hum purrs, questioningly,

35:14

daringly,

35:15

muffled, obviously, around

35:18

his dick.

35:19

You should go before she comes.

35:22

She laughs after she slides her mouth

35:24

off him in a lurid slurp.

35:26

I really don't care if she comes.

35:29

His echoing moan tears

35:31

through you.

35:32

It's my job to care if you do.

35:35

The shift of sheets sounds so loud

35:37

in your ears.

35:38

Don't you want to? Yes.

35:42

The familiar tone in his voice that you

35:44

thought was reserved for you alone echoes

35:47

needy and low in your soul.

35:49

Her laugh is so sure, so

35:52

confident, so arrogant. That's

35:55

what I thought. Her heated

35:57

voice is a claim on him, marking

35:59

him.

35:59

as hers like an audible brand.

36:03

I know exactly what you

36:05

want. He doesn't argue

36:07

with her. She continues,

36:10

what you need

36:12

doesn't dispute a thing.

36:15

Your breath leaves your lungs. Oh

36:17

god, you should leave. Know

36:19

when you're not wanted, when you've

36:22

been replaced.

36:23

You should walk away, maybe

36:25

forever, while you still have some

36:28

dignity left.

36:29

But you don't. Instead, you

36:32

barge in, fury burning away

36:34

your hurt. I can't believe

36:36

you.

36:37

You cruelly laugh at their shocked

36:40

tumble off the bed.

36:41

Pushing the woman off himself, your husband

36:44

stumbles to his feet. Baby! Glare

36:47

at the red lipstick still staining his

36:49

dick.

36:50

He reaches out for you.

36:52

Don't even think about touching me ever again,

36:54

you impotent, soon to be

36:57

ex-husband. Now,

36:59

with that parting shot, now

37:02

that he knows what he lost, walk

37:04

out.

37:05

Turn your back with your head held high.

37:07

Walk the fuck out on him before

37:10

the tears fall.

37:12

Baby! He staggers back,

37:14

his shirt tails fluttering at his sides and

37:17

his fucking socks still on when you

37:19

turn to level him with a livid look.

37:21

He holds out his hands

37:22

and surrender. Just

37:24

let me explain. Fine,

37:27

you sneer, the chill of your disgust

37:30

freezing his cotton-covered feet where

37:32

he stands.

37:33

You'd love to see him try.

37:36

So you turn around, face him,

37:38

explain. It

37:40

just happened.

37:42

The line sound rehearsed from his

37:44

lips like he'd practiced them before.

37:46

A

37:47

mistake, I didn't mean it. You

37:50

let out a snort. A mistake?

37:53

An accident, as if it hadn't taken

37:55

a million deliberate choices, a

37:57

million different intentional acts.

37:59

to get you all here to

38:02

this point and this place and this

38:05

time right now.

38:07

Things like this don't just happen. You

38:10

see her, your best friend, out

38:12

of the corner of your eye, standing up

38:14

to face you from the other side of the bed.

38:17

Your gaze narrows on her. How

38:19

could you do this to me?

38:21

You look at her in her sex-signal

38:24

shoes and matching push-up bra.

38:26

A

38:27

bed sheet, your bed sheet,

38:29

is wrapped around her hips and tangled

38:31

about her legs.

38:32

She presses her lips together and looks

38:35

to him,

38:35

then to you, then back

38:38

to him. Which pisses you

38:40

the hell off. You reach down

38:42

and grab her shirt, throwing it at her. Answer

38:45

me.

38:46

But she just keeps looking at him. You

38:49

scream and hurl her skirt, her coat,

38:51

and her purse at her.

38:53

Reaching for her panties, you fist

38:55

the scrap of cloth in your hand.

38:57

But at the feel of the fabric in your hand,

39:00

you pause.

39:01

Plain white cotton. Who

39:04

pairs plain white cotton with

39:06

red satin? But

39:09

as you finger the panties in your hand,

39:11

a thought sparks in your head. You

39:14

scowl at the cheap-ass panties before turning

39:16

on him. So this is what you like,

39:19

huh? Gotti heels and drugstore

39:21

panties. Classy.

39:23

Jesus, it had to be plain

39:26

white cotton, didn't it?

39:28

The unmentionables of a goddamned

39:30

preteen,

39:31

the symbol of purity and innocence. Who

39:34

the hell did they think they're kidding?

39:36

Scuff.

39:37

You thought he was better than that.

39:40

But fine, if this is what

39:42

you want.

39:43

You stride toward him, your gait,

39:46

angry, vengeful.

39:48

Grin, when you see him take a nervous step

39:50

backward.

39:51

What's wrong, baby? You wanna run?

39:54

Coward. You should.

39:57

Your grin widens. But you

39:59

can't, can you? you. Walk

40:00

right up to him and smack his

40:03

cock. The sound of the slap as palm

40:05

hits penis is ridiculously satisfying.

40:08

Not with your dick out.

40:10

Let out a scathing laugh.

40:12

Not that anyone could even see it without

40:14

squinting.

40:16

His cheeks flush hot. Yeah,

40:19

that's right. You said it.

40:21

You're stuck here with me, aren't you?

40:23

Grab his dick in your hand and squeeze. Aren't

40:27

you? Yes, the word sounds

40:30

low, pulled reluctantly between

40:32

gritted teeth.

40:34

Good. Tug him closer by the

40:36

world's shortest leash.

40:38

He's breathing hard.

40:40

You imagine his heart pounding, pumping

40:42

adrenaline through his body. He practically

40:45

chokes on his words.

40:46

Why are you doing this? His

40:49

face looks pained, humiliated,

40:52

but you can feel him growing harder in your

40:54

hand. Take a moment.

40:56

Really ask yourself why you are doing

40:58

this.

40:59

If you're honest, the infidelity play

41:01

had been your idea,

41:03

given the history between you and your husband, of

41:05

being confusingly on again and off again

41:07

for years, filled with mutual fear

41:10

of commitment, of settling down, of

41:12

missing out.

41:13

It's been the specter haunting your relationship

41:16

almost from the start.

41:17

The fear of not being good enough or attractive

41:20

enough, of not being enough, is

41:23

always and will always be there in

41:25

the back of your heads and the secret parts

41:27

of your hearts.

41:29

This kind of play lets you both acknowledge

41:31

it, accept it. It

41:33

takes the looming anxiety and insecurity

41:36

and puts you in control of it.

41:39

Why do you do this?

41:41

Because I can. You've

41:43

dealt with your fears, talked about them,

41:46

and laid them out there for each other to see. Together

41:49

you found a way to take the thing

41:51

threatening to break you apart and let

41:53

it bring you closer. That's

41:55

why you do this.

41:58

Bring him closer.

41:59

him to face you as you squeeze

42:02

his lust-dumb cock. And

42:05

because you deserve this, don't you?

42:08

You impers and leans into you, helpless

42:11

against you and the haze of desire

42:13

clouding his gaze.

42:15

You stretch yourself tall, as tall

42:17

as you can, your throat constricts,

42:20

lowering your voice to a graveled

42:22

growl.

42:23

On your knees.

42:27

You let his penis go, letting it smack

42:29

hard against his stomach as he lowers

42:31

himself to the floor at your feet.

42:34

Good. You hold out your hand,

42:36

expectantly. Wrists. Immediately,

42:40

he lifts his arms up to you like an obedient

42:42

supplicant. Damned right he does.

42:45

You've trained him well.

42:47

Wrap the cotton around his wrists, stretching

42:49

and snapping the elastic against his skin,

42:52

ruining the now-warped scrap of

42:54

fabric as you bind him with

42:56

the panties.

42:57

Smile and admire your work. Stay.

43:02

Turn to her, your eyes

43:04

narrowing. Her breath catches nervously,

43:07

her thrust-up breasts fluttering with emotion.

43:11

Don't think I've forgotten about you.

43:13

She holds out her hands, her back bent

43:15

like prey, shielding its exposed

43:18

belly.

43:18

No, don't fall for that shit.

43:21

Stop playing the chicken. Your

43:24

voice snaps with surety, jerking

43:26

her spine straight again.

43:28

You point at her, proving you've

43:30

got her pegged.

43:32

I know you. You're

43:34

no chicken. You're the fucking

43:37

fox. There's a sliver

43:39

of silence as your words

43:41

settle and shift the scene between

43:43

you.

43:44

Then, after a slight shake of her head,

43:47

her chest puffs up a bit. She's almost

43:49

preening as she takes a quick breath.

43:53

Look, let's calm down and

43:55

talk about this.

43:56

With a sassy sway in her step, she

43:59

saunters over to the floor.

43:59

to you and trails a teasing hand

44:02

over your shoulder

44:03

and down your arm.

44:05

I'm sure we can all come together on some

44:07

sort of an agreement.

44:09

Letting out a harsh laugh, you grab

44:11

her hand.

44:13

Come together, huh?

44:14

Well, isn't that an interesting idea?

44:17

I can think of a better way for you to use that

44:19

mouth of yours, other than talk.

44:22

Move to lie on the bed, lead

44:24

her by the

44:25

hand to do the same. You

44:27

lie back, resting on the pillows almost

44:30

regally.

44:31

Spreading your legs, you pull her

44:33

close.

44:34

Turn to stare at your husband.

44:37

Is this what you want?

44:39

You slip a hand around her neck, stroking

44:41

her soft skin. God, she is

44:43

so gorgeous. She always has been.

44:46

You've always been a little envious of her, the

44:48

way people are just attracted to her effortless

44:51

beauty. No wonder your husband went

44:53

for her. How could he not?

44:56

You look at her, taller,

44:58

thinner, and far more stylish. She

45:01

is objectively prettier than you could ever

45:03

hope to be. You hate

45:05

that it hurts to look at pictures of you together,

45:08

that no matter what you do or how

45:10

much you try to be less petty and jealous,

45:13

joy is, has been, and will

45:15

likely always be, the first thing

45:17

you feel when you see her. Except

45:21

looking at her now, touching

45:23

her now, her beauty feels

45:25

like it's a little yours

45:26

now,

45:27

literally within your grasp. Grab

45:30

it, hold her. You

45:32

press your lips to hers and look into her

45:34

eyes. Is this what you

45:36

want? She

45:41

leans in and licks your lips, moaning

45:43

in response. You taste her,

45:46

hot and sweet. Out

45:48

of the corner of your eye, you see your husband

45:50

furiously, futilely fist

45:53

his hands against his thighs. His

45:55

eyes are wide as they take you both in, his

45:58

nostrils flare, and his brow.

45:59

breathing grows heavy, and

46:02

his cock, so thick and flushed,

46:04

juts between his clenched fists, crying

46:07

out for attention.

46:09

Grin,

46:10

yeah, you want this, don't you?

46:14

You reach out and touch her breasts, trailing

46:17

your fingers over her cleavage before tugging

46:20

her bra down to reveal her nipples.

46:22

But you can't have it.

46:25

Listen to her breath hitch as

46:27

you cup one breast, massaging

46:30

it in your palm. Never again.

46:33

As you play with her other nipple, her

46:36

mouth goes slack against yours, as

46:38

soft sensual sounds slip

46:41

out between her slick lips.

46:43

No matter how much you want

46:46

it, you lick your lips,

46:48

your smile widening. She

46:51

is beautiful and

46:52

soft and hot. Touching

46:55

her is a pleasure in its own right.

46:58

But touching what your husband wants to touch,

47:00

having who he wants to have, makes

47:03

everything so much sweeter.

47:05

You look at him, desire

47:08

clear in the tension

47:09

racking his body and staining

47:11

his flushed skin. Isn't

47:14

that right? Listening

47:16

to his tortured groan, you arch

47:18

your back as her hands reach behind

47:20

you to undo your bra beneath your

47:22

shirt. You jerk into her

47:24

when it unsnaps, making her chuckle.

47:28

She lifts your skirt and presses

47:30

her mouth to your breast. The

47:32

hot wet pull of her lips is so good.

47:35

Your eyes flutter shut as you settle back

47:37

into the pillows and let her

47:39

have her way with your body. She

47:41

lingers lovingly over each nipple,

47:44

over the slope and softness of your

47:46

breasts. Fisting your shirt

47:49

in her hands, she trails her lips

47:51

and tongue and teeth over your

47:53

belly and waist.

47:55

She nibbles and licks over your hips

47:57

before fumbling with the snap of your pants.

48:00

Lift your hips when she moves to tug your

48:02

pants and panties down your legs. You

48:05

smell your arousal around you, hot

48:08

and heady in the air. For a

48:10

moment, you both just breathe

48:12

as she stares

48:13

at your bared pussy. Better

48:16

than talk, you barely hear her mutter

48:18

the words, clearly more to herself

48:21

than to you. You

48:23

sit up and reach out, touching her lips, full

48:26

and flushed from your kiss. You

48:29

want this, don't you? It's

48:31

not really a question, it's almost

48:33

a dare. The heated look

48:35

she gives you sends shivers up your spine. She

48:38

nods. Tell me.

48:41

She swallows hard.

48:43

I want this.

48:58

She leans down to kiss your belly, your

49:00

thighs.

49:01

Good. You brush her

49:03

cheek. You lean back

49:06

again and close your eyes, feeling

49:08

her hot breath on your sensitive skin. The

49:10

first flick of her tongue goes deep,

49:13

parts your lips, and dives

49:15

into your mouth with a fast but thorough

49:18

sweep like a daredevil cannonballing

49:20

into a cold lake. You both

49:22

freeze, letting the moment settle like

49:25

a buzz along your senses.

49:27

You hear her swish her tongue about in her

49:29

mouth, the way a sommelier would with

49:31

a new wine.

49:32

You wonder what she tastes.

49:35

Oaky notes of arousal, a

49:37

crisp bite of nerves. When

49:39

she lowers herself to you again, she

49:41

takes a longer sip, lingering

49:44

over your labia. You sigh,

49:46

sinking into the sweetness of her touch.

49:49

Your breath hitches when her tongue teases your

49:51

glit.

49:52

You turn at an echoing whimper.

49:55

Him.

49:56

Oh yeah, you, Usnir.

49:58

You're still here,

50:01

rolling your eyes, you gesture to him.

50:03

Well if you're going to stay, you might as well

50:05

make yourself useful.

50:07

He toddles over, still on his knees,

50:10

his shirt tails swishing around him.

50:12

Smiling, you like that he doesn't try

50:14

to get up, that he knows his place

50:17

is on his knees.

50:18

For that, he deserves a reward. You

50:21

did all this just for a taste of

50:23

her. Who could blame him?

50:25

Then you nod to her

50:28

thrust-up backside.

50:29

Get to it, prove to us both

50:32

that you're good for something.

50:34

You feel her start to tense up between

50:36

your thighs, lean back and thrust

50:39

your hips up, bringing her out of her own

50:41

head, full of worries and doubts,

50:43

and back to the moment.

50:45

Waint get her.

50:46

He thinks he's so good at eating women out.

50:49

Roll your eyes.

50:51

Usually I just let him think that. It's

50:53

easier than dealing with his pouty little

50:55

ego.

50:56

Watch while he crawls behind her,

50:59

spreading her thighs,

51:00

his erection huge and needy.

51:04

But it's not like you'll see him ever again, so

51:06

feel free to let him know how bad he

51:08

really is. You hear him snort,

51:12

his expression hardening with determination,

51:14

before he disappears between her thighs.

51:17

Her body jolts and her breath against you

51:19

begins to race.

51:21

You reach down between your thighs and stroke

51:23

her hair.

51:24

How's he doing? Pretty mediocre,

51:26

right?

51:27

She wiggles her hips awkwardly.

51:30

His tongue is just some weird

51:32

wet wiggle against me. Does

51:34

he even know what he's doing down there?

51:37

You laugh.

51:38

Good girl. Of course not.

51:40

What should he be doing?

51:42

She pauses and nibbles her lip.

51:45

You want to tell her that she's got this,

51:47

that she can do this.

51:49

But you bite your tongue.

51:50

She needs to do this on her own. Come

51:53

on girl, be a fox.

51:56

She purses her lips together before coughing

51:59

stiffens.

51:59

her spine, she sniffs snootily.

52:03

Anything other than what he's doing,

52:05

you let out a low chuckle.

52:08

I know what you mean.

52:10

When he's that bad, where do you even

52:12

start? It'd almost be easier

52:14

to retrain him from scratch.

52:17

You sigh. Okay. Hmm,

52:20

why don't we do this? I speak

52:22

useless idiot. So do

52:25

to me what you want him to do, and

52:28

I'll let him know what he should be doing.

52:30

She swallows hard, clearly nervous,

52:33

but nods.

52:34

Good.

52:35

You sift your fingers through her hair and

52:38

hit your hips up again.

52:40

Then tell me what you want.

52:42

You close your eyes and feel her lips

52:45

and tongue and teeth play,

52:47

tentatively but testing, teasing

52:50

along your sensitive skin.

52:52

Gently nibble along the edges of her labia,

52:55

wince. A little harder.

52:58

Apparently she likes her head a little

53:00

rough.

53:01

Now slick your tongue between her lips,

53:04

slow and thorough.

53:06

You shiver at the feel of her velvety

53:08

tongue along your teased skin. The

53:11

touch, electric.

53:13

Tease her clit, fast. No,

53:16

slower. Her breath hitches

53:18

against you in a needy hiss. Yes,

53:21

just like that.

53:22

Your body heats under the steady

53:24

rhythm.

53:25

You want to squirm and

53:27

push your sex into her touch, but

53:30

this isn't about you and your desire

53:32

right now. So you hold yourself

53:34

still and focus, feeling

53:37

your restrained pleasure royal restlessly

53:39

within you. A

53:40

little higher, your voice sounds

53:43

breathy and strained even to you. Cough.

53:46

And to the left. Your other

53:49

left. She snaps between your

53:51

thighs. You stifle a little

53:53

laugh. Didn't I tell you? You shake

53:56

your head, a smile spreading across

53:58

your face.

53:59

Completely Completely useless. So

54:02

sorry, baby.

54:03

The least he could do is use his fingers,

54:06

she says, with a disgusted huff.

54:08

What is he doing down there?

54:10

So sorry, baby.

54:12

You snort. Isn't this what you're

54:14

supposed to be good at?

54:16

His crowning glory. Yes,

54:18

baby.

54:19

She tisks. It's like you

54:22

don't even want to get me off.

54:24

God, I do.

54:26

You imagine shame, hot and

54:29

insistent, rushing through him, filling

54:31

him with the need to prove himself as

54:34

it stiffens his resolve.

54:36

Good. Then put some goddamn

54:39

effort into it.

54:41

Yes, baby. His response

54:43

is practically a moan. His

54:45

hand grips her thighs, spreading

54:47

her legs and making her gasp.

54:50

You giggle. You can't help it. His

54:53

giddiness bubbles up your throat. He

54:56

can always surprise you with the

54:58

right motivation. Dear

55:01

God, her eyes go wide.

55:03

Yes, harder. She

55:06

grunts and sits back, pressing

55:08

her pussy onto his face. I said

55:10

harder and faster. She

55:13

bites her lip, her words eking

55:15

out between her teeth. There, right

55:17

there. Her hips thrust slightly,

55:20

practically righting his face. Let

55:22

you fucking stop.

55:24

He doesn't.

55:25

You sit up to get a better view.

55:28

Her head is thrown back, her neck

55:30

arched in ecstasy.

55:32

Eager, hungry sounds escape

55:34

her mouth, filling the room with

55:36

their worthless heat. Reach

55:39

between your legs and touch yourself. Grab

55:42

your breast and squeeze. Her

55:44

eyes lock on you, trailing

55:46

up and down your body. She

55:49

takes in your every move before

55:51

meeting your eyes. God, her

55:53

gaze burns into yours. You

55:56

watch each other, your arousal feeding

55:58

hers and hers.

55:59

feeding yours.

56:01

Behind her, he squirms deliciously.

56:04

I really want

56:06

to touch myself, baby. Does

56:09

he? You look at her and

56:11

grin.

56:12

Raise an eyebrow.

56:14

Should we let him?

56:16

She gives out a low sigh.

56:18

Well, I suppose. She

56:20

grunts and writhes under his attention,

56:23

if we must.

56:24

You laugh, loving the playful pleasure

56:27

on her face.

56:28

Look behind her at him.

56:30

Would you like that?

56:32

Yes, please. Chuckle,

56:35

since you asked so nicely, I'll

56:37

allow it.

56:39

He lets out a heaving groan. Thank

56:41

you, baby.

56:43

But don't you dare fucking come before we do.

56:45

Yes, baby. Good boy.

56:48

His panting breath adds a rough

56:50

heartbeat to her keening cries.

56:53

You close your eyes and let the sound,

56:56

the smell, the feel of their pleasure

56:58

overwhelm you.

57:00

Let it move through your body. Let

57:02

it tense your thighs and belly.

57:05

Let it clench your breasts and pussy.

57:08

Let it flow out your mouth, adding

57:10

your low moans to the mix

57:12

of sounds.

57:14

You watch your friend come first,

57:16

her mouth opening wide in a silent

57:19

scream. Her whole body strains

57:21

between you and him. Your

57:24

pleasure builds and brims over

57:26

just as her body lurches forward and

57:28

she thrusts her hips into yours.

57:31

Wrap your arms around her and pull

57:33

her down onto your body. Your

57:35

legs tangle as your sweat-slicked bodies

57:38

settle together.

57:39

Satisfied sighs.

57:42

Just before your mind blanks

57:44

and sensation pulls you under, you

57:46

hear your husband's guttural groan

57:49

and feel his arousal, wet

57:51

and warm, on your leg.

57:54

You reach behind her back. As his

57:56

weight shifts the mattress, you feel

57:58

his hand still

58:00

with his cum, twine with

58:02

yours. Breathe deep

58:04

and squeeze.

58:06

You smile when he squeezes back

58:08

and you kiss your best friend's temple

58:11

as she cuddles closer.

58:13

As your husband climbs into bed

58:15

with you, curling himself around you both

58:18

so you can lay your head on the pillow

58:20

of his arm as he lays a hand

58:22

on her hip, you

58:24

marvel at your life, what

58:26

the people in it, given enough

58:29

time and trust, are capable

58:31

of. You yawn. Night,

58:34

baby. They both grumble

58:36

sleepily and snuggle closer. Craning

58:40

your neck,

58:40

you give him a kiss, letting the taste

58:43

of all of you on his lips

58:45

linger before you fall asleep. Sunny

59:06

DeSoto is a Minnesota kinkster

59:09

of color who's been on the odd end

59:11

of open relationships before. She's

59:14

learned that more often damaging

59:16

scars come from the end of a sentence,

59:19

not the end of a whip. So be

59:21

kind because while relationships

59:23

of all kinds are difficult for the

59:25

right people, she's learned they

59:27

can be worth the effort too. An

59:30

escape artist at heart, DeSoto

59:33

enjoys consuming stories of all kinds

59:35

and cosplaying the fictional loves of

59:38

her life.

59:57

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