Kent, a 35-year-old athletic man with striking blue eyes and short brown hair, was a force to be reckoned with in the business world. His chiseled jawline and confident demeanor commanded respect from his peers, while his charming smile could light up any room. He had a unique ability to blend assertiveness with compassion, making him a formidable businessman as well as a loving husband. Kent’s open-mindedness and curiosity extended to his sexual preferences, where he enjoyed exploring new experiences with his wife, Sara.
Sara, a 32-year-old slim blonde with captivating green eyes, was an artist whose creativity knew no bounds. Her passion for art was matched only by her passion for Kent. She had a playful imagination and a wild streak that kept their relationship exciting. Today, she had a special surprise planned for Kent’s birthday, something that would indulge both of their fantasies.
As they stepped into the upscale strip club, Kent’s eyes widened at the opulent interior. The dim lighting cast a seductive glow over the plush velvet seats and polished brass poles. Sara led him to a private area, her fingers intertwined with his, her green eyes sparkling with anticipation. “Happy birthday, dear,” she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. “I have a special present for you.”
Sara scanned the room, her gaze landing on a curvy, black-haired stripper with sultry brown eyes. The stripper, Ava, was confident and alluring, her every move exuding seduction. Sara beckoned Ava over with a subtle nod. “She’s gorgeous,” Kent murmured, his eyes appreciating Ava’s curvaceous figure. Sara smiled, “I knew you’d like her. Let’s take this to the VIP room.”
In the VIP room, Sara chose a plush chair in the corner, her eyes locked onto Kent. Ava, taking her cue, began to circle Kent like a predator, her fingers lightly tracing his shoulders, his chest, his arms. Kent’s breath hitched as Ava’s touch sent electric shocks through his body. Sara watched intently, her heart pounding in her chest.
“You have a beautiful wife,” Ava purred into Kent’s ear, her hands beginning to unbutton his shirt. “She wants to watch. She wants to see you fuck me.” Kent’s eyes fluttered closed, a soft moan escaping his lips. Sara squirmed in her seat, her body already responding to the scene unfolding before her.
Ava slipped Kent’s shirt off his shoulders, her hands exploring his muscled chest. She leaned in, her tongue flicking out to taste his neck, his earlobe. “You taste amazing,” she murmured, her voice husky with desire. Kent’s hands found Ava’s hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. Sara’s breath quickened, her eyes wide with arousal.
“I want to see your cock,” Ava whispered, her hands moving to Kent’s belt. She unbuckled it slowly, her eyes never leaving his. “I want to taste it, feel it throb in my mouth.” Kent groaned, his body aching with need. Sara’s hands gripped the arms of her chair, her knuckles turning white.
Ava pushed Kent onto the bed, straddling him. She leaned down, her breath hot on his face. “I’m going to fuck you, Kent,” she said, her voice a low growl. “I’m going to ride you until you scream my name.” Kent’s hips bucked beneath her, his body begging for more.
Sara, her voice trembling with desire, interrupted, “Ava, before you start, I want you to handcuff me and blindfold me with Kent’s tie.” Ava smiled, understanding Sara’s desire to heighten her senses. She complied, securing Sara’s hands behind her back and covering her eyes with Kent’s tie. Sara’s breath hitched, her body trembling with anticipation.
With Sara secured, Ava turned her attention back to Kent. She unzipped his pants, her hands wrapping around his hard cock. Kent gasped, his body arching off the bed. Ava smiled, her tongue licking her lips. “You have a beautiful cock, Kent,” she said, her voice a sultry purr.
She lowered her head, her mouth enveloping Kent’s cock. He moaned loudly, his hips bucking as Ava took him deeper. She bobbed her head, her mouth warm and wet, her tongue swirling around his shaft. Kent’s hands fisted in the sheets, his body trembling with pleasure.
Ava climbed on top of Kent, her body straddling his. She lowered herself onto his cock, her body enveloping him. Kent groaned, his hands finding Ava’s hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. She began to ride him, her body moving in a sensual rhythm.
Kent’s body responded, his hips meeting Ava’s thrusts. She leaned down, her mouth finding his, her tongue exploring his mouth. Kent’s hands moved to her breasts, his fingers pinching her nipples. She moaned into his mouth, her body clenching around his cock.
Kent, his body trembling with pleasure, flipped Ava onto her back. He entered her, his body moving in deep, powerful thrusts. Ava wrapped her legs around him, her body pulling him closer. Kent’s body trembled, his climax building.
With a final, powerful thrust, Kent reached his climax, his body shuddering as he came. He collapsed on top of Ava, his body trembling with the aftershocks of his orgasm. Ava wrapped her arms around him, her body cradling his.
Sara, her body trembling with desire, begged, “Please, let me participate. I need to feel you both.” Her voice was a desperate plea, her body aching with need. Kent looked over at Sara, his body already responding to her plea.
Desperate Pleas
Sara’s plea hung in the air, a desperate, palpable thing. Kent, still panting from his climax, looked over at his wife, her body trembling with desire. Ava, cradling Kent’s body, turned her head to glance at Sara, a smirk playing on her lips.
“Please, dear,” Sara begged again, her voice barely a whisper. She strained against the handcuffs, her body arching forward, as if reaching for them. “I need to touch you both, to feel you.”
Kent propped himself up on his elbows, looking at Sara, then at Ava. Ava simply smiled, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on Kent’s back. “Well, isn’t this a conundrum?” Ava purred, her voice a sultry drawl. “What do you think, Kent? Should we let her join in the fun?”
Kent looked at Sara, his eyes locking with hers. He could see the desperation in her green eyes, the flush on her cheeks. He turned to Ava, a question in his eyes. Ava simply shrugged, a playful gleam in her brown eyes. “It’s up to you, birthday boy,” she said, her fingers now tracing patterns on his chest.
Sara licked her lips, her eyes flitting from Kent to Ava and back again. “Please, baby,” she begged, her voice a soft whimper. “I need this. I need you both.”
Ava looked at Sara, her eyes narrowing as she studied the other woman. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” she asked, her voice a low purr. “Being handcuffed, blindfolded, at our mercy?”
Sara nodded, her blonde hair falling over her shoulders. “Yes,” she admitted, her voice a soft sigh. “I am.”
Ava smiled, a wicked curve of her lips. “Then perhaps we should make you wait a little longer,” she said, her fingers now tracing patterns on Kent’s stomach, making his muscles twitch.
Kent looked at Ava, a question in his eyes. Ava simply smiled, her fingers wrapping around his length, stroking him gently. “What do you say, Kent?” she asked, her voice a sultry purr. “Should we make her wait?”
Kent groaned, his hips bucking into Ava’s touch. He looked at Sara, his eyes filled with lust and love. “Just a little longer, dear,” he said, his voice a low growl. “Just to tease you.”
Sara moaned, her body straining against the handcuffs. She could feel the cool air of the room on her heated skin, could smell the scent of sex and sweat. She could hear the wet sounds of Ava’s hand on Kent’s cock, could hear his groans of pleasure. It was torture, sweet, sweet torture.
Ava smiled, her eyes gleaming with mischief. She pushed Kent onto his back, straddling him. She looked over her shoulder at Sara, her eyes locking with the other woman’s. “Watch, Sara,” she said, her voice a sultry command. “Watch us.”
With that, Ava turned her attention back to Kent. She rose up on her knees, her hands guiding Kent’s cock to her entrance. She sank down onto him, a low moan escaping her lips. Kent groaned, his hips bucking up into her.
Ava began to move, her hips rising and falling in a slow, sensual rhythm. She leaned forward, her hands planted on Kent’s chest, her breasts swaying with each movement. Kent’s hands found her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he guided her movements.
Ava moaned, her body trembling with pleasure. She could feel Kent’s cock, hard and hot, filling her completely. She could feel his hands, strong and sure, guiding her movements. She could hear his groans, low and deep, rumbling in his chest.
Kent looked up at Ava, his eyes locked with hers. He could see the pleasure in her eyes, could feel it in her body. He could feel his own pleasure building, his body tense with need. He looked over at Sara, his eyes locking with hers. He could see the desperation in her eyes, could see the flush on her cheeks. He could hear her moans, soft and desperate, filling the air.
Ava, seeing Kent’s distraction, looked over her shoulder at Sara. She smiled, a wicked curve of her lips. “Do you want to join us, Sara?” she asked, her voice a sultry purr. “Do you want to feel what I’m feeling?”
Sara nodded, her body straining against the handcuffs. “Yes,” she whispered, her voice a soft plea. “Please, let me join you.”
Ava looked at Kent, a question in her eyes. Kent nodded, his body already hardening at the thought of Sara joining them. Ava smiled, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. She rose up off of Kent, his cock slipping from her body with a wet sound.
Sara watched, her heart pounding in her chest as Ava moved to uncuff her. The moment her hands were free, Sara reached for Kent, her body pressing against his as she kissed him passionately. Kent groaned into the kiss, his body already responding to her touch.
Sara turned to Ava, her hands exploring the other woman’s body. Ava responded, her body arching into Sara’s touch. Sara’s fingers traced the curves of Ava’s breasts, her thumbs brushing against her nipples, making her gasp.
Kent watched, his body already hardening again as he saw his wife touching another woman. He could see the pleasure on Ava’s face, could hear her gasps of pleasure. He could see the desire in Sara’s eyes, could see the flush on her cheeks.
Sara looked at Kent, her eyes filled with lust and love. She smiled, a wicked curve of her lips. “Ready for more, baby?” she asked, her voice a sultry purr. Kent simply nodded, his body aching with need.
With that, the three of them moved to the jacuzzi, ready for more. The night was still young, and there was still so much to explore.
