Temptation

Indulgence

After bringing Ren to orgasm with my tongue, I settled back on my heels to admire the sight before me. There she lay, my best friend, naked and radiant, her cheeks tinted with a delicate rosy hue of post-orgasmic bliss. Her eyes, still clouded with desire, roamed over my exposed curves, lingering on her husband's white, sticky cum that adorned my swollen labia.

Ren propped herself up on the bed, her ample breasts rising and falling with each breath. With a playful smile, she brushed a stray strand of hair from my face. "Now, be a good slut and clean up my husband, won't you?"

Rick stood by the bed, his eyes darkening and a sly smile tugging at the corners of his lips. He must have felt like a winner in a game of chance, with two naked blondes on display: me, eager to please, and Ren, poised to dominate.

As I leaned in to follow Ren's command, Rick cupped my chin, drawing me closer to him. I wrapped my fingers around his growing arousal, feeling the fusion of his creamy seed and my wetness coat my fingers in a silky veil. Intrigued, I boldly took a lick, savoring a taste of myself for the first time—a blend of tangy sweetness and salty musk.

Slippery heat ran rampant between my thighs as I playfully sucked the tip, my tongue flicking against his sensitive glans. Rick's groan reverberated throughout my body, sending a pleasurable vibration from my lips to my sinful core.

My lips were tightly sealed around him as I teased him with my tongue, slurping up and down his shaft. Inch by inch, I took him deeper into my mouth, accommodating his half-erect length with ease. Rick quickly regained his vigor, swelling thick and pulsing with unwavering need.

I couldn't help but think of my ex-husband, who had struggled to perform even on rare occasions in recent years. But I'm sure he had no issues fulfilling the needs of his young toy on the side. The frustration burning within me towards my ex-husband only fueled my desire to please Rick even more, taking him deep into my throat—something I never did for my ex.

"You just love to suck cock, don't you?" Ren purred.

"Mphm," I moaned, my attention drawn to the slightly sweet taste of precum that coated my tongue.

"You'll get to do that again soon enough. Now, lie back," Ren instructed.

Hesitantly, I let Rick's cock slip from my mouth with a loud pop, a sense of guilt creeping in for enjoying Ren's husband so much.

As my back touched the mattress, Ren straddled my body, her thighs gently nudging mine apart to make room for her to settle between them.

"Is my obedient slut ready to be used for our pleasure?"

The word slut, meant to demean, instead sparked an inferno within me. Slut meant unapologetically pursuing my pleasures, breaking free from the chains of restraint, and embracing my true desires without shame.

"Yes," I breathed, chewing on my lower lip, my eyelids growing heavy.

Every cell hummed with an eagerness to be their slut, to be used and pleasured, until I collapsed from the thrills, reduced to a quivering mess of bliss.

"Mmm, I'm not convinced," Ren teased, her voice full of honeyed menace. "Tell me how much you want it."

"Please... I want this so badly. I'll do anything... just please, don't stop now."

My words tumbled out, fueled by a raw, insatiable want that had been building inside me—an addictive need that Ren and Rick had ignited. After feeling numb for so long, it was like finally waking up from a deep slumber.

"Good girl," Ren murmured. "But you'll have to be patient just a little while longer."

With that, Rick positioned himself behind Ren and sank into her softness, causing her to close her eyes and let out a throaty moan. I watched, transfixed, as her body arched with each powerful thrust, her hands gripping the sheets.