Sometimes, a single DM really can change everything - Part 2 [MFF]
We cleaned up, kissed Kate goodbye, and my wife and I headed out for a touristy day. We walked the streets like any other couple, holding hands, smiling, pretending we hadn't just lived out one of the wildest fantasies of our lives.
But the moment we got back to the hotel, my wife stripped completely.
"I'm so horny," she said. "Fuck me. Now."
I didn't hesitate. I bent her over the edge of the bed and took her from behind, watching her body shake and bounce as I drove into her. She moaned like she couldn't get enough. I came inside her with a groan, both of us gasping for air by the end.
As we lay together, sweaty and smiling, she turned to me with that wicked grin.
"Why don't we meet Kate again?"
I hesitated. "Do you think she can sneak away from her husband?"
"She'll make it happen," my wife said confidently.
I texted Kate. She replied almost instantly, nervous but eager. The anticipation was already building.
The next morning Kate messaged, "I can sneak out around 11. Should I come to the hotel?"
My wife saw the text, still nude under the sheets. She stretched like a cat and smiled.
"I want to play a little game with her today."

Kate arrived on time, dressed in tight jeans and a black top that hugged her petite curves. Her hair was tied back, her cheeks flushed. She looked both excited and nervous.
My wife greeted her with a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
"Ready for round two?"
Kate laughed softly. "I've been thinking about yesterday nonstop."
"Good," my wife replied. "Because today I'm in charge."
She turned to me. "Strip her. Slowly."
I undressed Kate piece by piece, kissing her neck as her clothes slid away. When she stood completely bare, trembling in front of us, my wife pulled a silk scarf from her bag.
"Tie her hands behind her back."
Kate's breath caught, but she nodded. I secured her wrists gently. She stood there nude, restrained, and gorgeous.
My wife sat on the edge of the bed and spread her legs. "Start by watching," she told me. "Then you can join."
She pulled Kate down to her knees. "Use your tongue. No hands."
Kate obeyed instantly, tongue teasing in slow circles. My wife moaned, gripping Kate's tied wrists, hips rolling until her whole body shook with climax.
Breathless, she looked at me. "Your turn. Only her mouth. For now."
I stepped forward. Kate opened wide, bound and beautiful, taking me in slowly. My wife grabbed her hair, forcing her deeper. Kate gagged but didn't stop. I started thrusting into her mouth, harder, faster, until I erupted down her throat. She swallowed as much as she could, a messy trickle running down her chin and chest.
"Take a break," my wife said gently. Then she lay Kate down and spread her legs. Her mouth and fingers worked without mercy. Kate moaned louder and louder until she climaxed with a desperate cry.
My wife glanced at me again. "Ready for your next wish?"
"My next…?"
She grinned. "First was face-fucking. Second is anal."
She looked at Kate. "You want that?"
Kate nodded quickly, still shaking from her orgasm.
My wife slicked her fingers with lube and worked Kate's tight little hole open. One finger, then two, stretching her slowly until she whimpered with need.
"She's ready," my wife said, coating my cock. "Be gentle. She's our toy."
I pressed in carefully, inch by inch, until I was buried deep inside her. Kate gasped but pushed back against me, wanting it. My wife stroked her clit and whispered encouragement while I fucked her harder. Kate moaned helplessly until I came in her ass, pulling out to watch it drip out of her.

My wife licked her lips. "Now choose your last wish."
I laughed, exhausted. "I don't think I can cum again."
But an idea sparked. "I want to watch Kate eat your ass."
Without hesitation, my wife got on all fours and spread wide. Kate crawled behind her, tongue tracing soft circles, then plunging deeper. My wife moaned shamelessly, pressing back, lost in sensation.
I stood there drained, amazed, and still aroused. I thought I was finished, but with these two, I already knew I was wrong.