The Carnal Couple: Angels v. 03

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[Authors’ note: Thanks to all who have read and rated the first installments of our “Angels” series. This is the 3rd of what will be 4 works that introduce us to Cory and the four women at the center at his life: his beautiful, blonde, voracious wife, Zoe; his pretty, curvy redhead neighbor Heather; the gorgeous rich Indian wife, Kimaya; and Grace, the exotic Nigerian-American hipster with a thing for white men…until she meets our couple. These stories are written in reverse chronology, starting with whom would become the final angel, Grace and ending with the first angel, Heather.

If you haven’t read the two previous works–which introduced Grace and Kimaya–we highly recommend that you do, in order to keep up.]

Believe it or not, we hadn’t planned on fucking Heather. It wasn’t that she was unattractive. In fact, the day she came over and welcomed us to the neighborhood, Cory and I raved about her body as she walked back across the street. She was absolutely stacked, chest to calves, with curves that would make a monk have sexual thoughts. Despite all of that, we were going to keep it in our pants. She literally lived right across the street from us, just a few houses over, and we didn’t want to be messy, no matter how many glances she took at Cory’s ever-conspicuous dick print. No, our relationship with Heather was the result of carelessness and really having no other choice.

It all started with Heather’s friend Liz, a once devoted wife, mother of three boys and excellent fuck. Liz was our real estate agent. She’s a cute 30-something Asian woman with a nice athletic body, about 5-5, 120. I could tell she liked Cory, and we liked her. She always seemed flustered when speaking to him and laughed at his jokes a little too hard. One afternoon, while being shown a home, Cory and I “jokingly” started making out in the master bedroom. We wanted her to find us there. When she did, she discouraged us from engaging in such behavior and we apologized through some light laughter.

Out of nowhere, Liz made a comment about how active our sex life must be. You could feel the energy shift in the room.

“You have no idea,” I said.

She didn’t respond. She seemed unsure of what to do next, choosely to awkwardly stand there, blushing.

“Sorry. We didn’t mean to make you blush.” Cory said

Liz laughed and swept her hair behind her ear. She didn’t know what to do with herself.

I laughed and asked “Are we making you nervous?”

“No it’s fine, really. I think it’s great that you’re so affectionate with each other.”

“Yeah, we are pretty affectionate,” I said, as I massaged Cory’s inner thigh, shifting his half-hard cock in a way that caught Liz’s eyes.

She let out a nervous giggle and said “I could leave you two alone for bit.”

“Or you could stay,” Cory said.

She froze. The words surprised her and her instinct was to decline, based on the way her eyes darted at the door. But, before she could move, Cory said, “It’s just the three of us.”

That reality said out loud seemed to be all she needed to hear. Cory called her over to the bed and she walked over to him, helpless, like a shiny penny being pulled by a large magnet. She stood between his legs and he placed his hands on her hips and then reached around, cupping her ass. I watched her run her finger over his short-cropped hair and remembered how unfamiliar and sexy Cory’s hair texture felt the first time. She was getting more aroused. He patted her ass and squeezed, getting a feel for it.

“You gotta little ass, you know that?”

She didn’t even catch what he said. She was getting lost in the moment.

“This doesn’t feel real. I can’t believe I’m doing this.”

Cory looked up at her and then slid his right hand under her skirt. She moaned and closed her eyes, working her hips as he played with her. Cory laughed.

“How are you this wet already? You’ve been walking around al day, thinking about me fucking you, haven’t you?”

“Yes.”

It didn’t take long for her to cum.

“Fuuuck!” she screamed, as the spasms made her melt into Cory’s arms. He swept her hair from her face and gently kissed her.

“You want more?” he asked, with his deep, lustful voice.

She nodded yes and hungrily kissed him. I instinctively pulled his semi-hard cock out and started going down on him.

“You wanna suck my dick, don’t you?”

She eagerly nodded and joined me. When she saw Cory’s cock, she didn’t even seem surprised, which was weird. It’s insanely large. Her sweet, subdued laughter, as she held it and played with it, was endearing. I knew then she’d be a fun fuck. Before she knew what hit her, I was stroking his cock in her little mouth. Her blowjob skills weren’t great. She did a lot of licking. But it was still hot because it was obvious she really worshipped it. I had a fun time teaching her my techniques and watching her lose her mind trying to get it past her gag reflex.

After a few minutes of intense face-fucking, Cory was ready to dick down Liz. I slid off her Halkalı travest soaked panties. He pulled her on top of him.

“Wait. Wait! Do you have a condom?”

Of course. Most of the wives and mothers ask this the first time. I expect it, but it still disturbs the mood each time.

“No. It’s up to you if you want to stop,” Cory answered.

She bit down on her lip in frustration and grinded her wet pussy on his hefty piece of meat, trying to salvage any pleasure she could.

“Can we make a quick run to the store?”

Things were rapidly getting awkward and not hot. I decided to literally take matters into my own hands. I grabbed Cory’s cock and placed its huge head right against her wet hole. She sighed helplessly when she felt it pressed against her cunt.

“You feel that? It’s nice, isn’t it? You wanna get fucked like a big girl?”

Cory reassured her: “I won’t cum in you. Don’t worry.”

She looked back at me, while teasing herself on his cock. The head slid past her pussy lips and settled inside her. She groaned with pleasure. It made me think of my first time and I knew exactly what she was feeling.

“Fuck yeah! Fuck me! God, yes! I want to feel more of you inside me.”

She dropped down onto cock, only a couple of inches, and almost instantly began to shake.

“Wow! That’s so big. Please don’t hurt me.”

Cory held her steady and started to thrust into her, making her pant like a bitch in heat.

“I’m not gonna hurt you, baby. I’mma fuck this pussy right.”

And he did. Cory fucked her until she was delirious from her orgasms. She begged for him to cum in her mouth, which he gladly did. I laughed watching her swallow most of it before I could have a taste. I cuddled next to Cory and he held me while we watched Liz play with her big black toy like we weren’t even there. Cory whispered something in my ear and I laughed, snapping Liz out of her BBC-induced stupor..

“What’s so funny?” she asked, looking up at us, flashing her cute little smile, still holding her toy right next to her mouth.

“You’ve never cheated before, have you?” I asked.

She had a guild-ridden look for just a moment and then answered, with a bit of resentment, “Never.”

“Has your husband cheated?” Cory asked.

“He does, but he doesn’t know that I know,” she said, still stroking Cory’s cock, which was nearly fully erect again, more than covering the length of her face. She tried to smile at us before breaking eye contact, as a sudden sadness settled in her eyes. It seemed as if she was going to cry, but Cory, probably sensing it, pulled her on top of him. “Bring your pretty ass here,” he said, as he pulled and positioned her in one swift motion. She smiled sweetly and bit her lip, as she looked down at him. Their eyes locked and they kissed like old lovers. They had chemistry and I enjoyed watching them.

Liz reached down and put Cory back inside her, while they were still kissing. Her emotions were overtaking her, as she started grinding down hard on his dick. These are the moments I live for, watching neglected wives become my husband’s whores, witnessing the moment they become addicted. Tears started to well in her eyes and her voice started to crack as she announced she was going to cum. Cory was gentle as he rhythmically swirled his hips, massaging her vaginal walls with that gigantic thing of his. He held her face and looked her in the eyes.

“It’s okay, baby. Don’t feel guilty. Let that pussy cum on my big black dick.”

She laughed, as the euphoria of her powerful orgasm overcame her. He held her until the aftershocks subsided. Then, still inside her, he rolled over on top of her and began slowly thrusting. She was enraptured, starting into his eyes, while he deep-stroked her pussy.

“You’re so good. How’d you get so good?”

Cory smiled and leaned down to kiss her. She kissed him back the way a woman does when she will do anything a man wants. Then, he began kissing her neck. Moments later, he wrapped his well-defined arms around her, cradling her, while thrusted in and out of her like a piston, 7 or 8 inches at a time. I couldn’t help but be envious, even if I’ve been in her position hundreds of times before.

He put his mouth to her ear and spoke, not in a whisper, but a forceful tenderness:

“Listen to me. This is my pussy now. I’m going to cum inside you and when you leave here, I want you to go home with my cum still inside you and act like nothing happened. Don’t fuck your husband anymore until I say you can. Do you understand me?”

She was shocked. Her eyes and mouth widened as he laid out his instructions. There was no chance she wouldn’t do it. Quite the opposite, she came almost instantly after nodding that she did, indeed, understand her assignment.

We fucked her every weekend for the next few weeks after that. She was taking us to houses we had no intention of buying just to have places to hook up. It was fun. But, when we finally settled on a new home, she didn’t want to Halkalı travestleri stop. We hadn’t been in the house for more than a week when Liz paid us a visit “to see how things were going.”

We were in our basement and Liz had a mouthful of Cory when the doorbell rang. I checked the door camera on my phone and when I saw it was Heather I was a little relieved. It gave me an excuse to get rid of Liz, because I really wasn’t in the mood. Liz isn’t all that into pussy and there was never much in it for me when we hooked up with her. Besides, It had been a long day and we were still in the process of moving into the house.

Liz was terrified when I told them Heather was at the door. She was just about to take off her panties.

“Oh my God! I can’t be here. Do you think she knows about us?”

Cory laughed, indifferent about the matter.

“It’s fine. Just say you’re checking in with us. Seeing how things were going? Right?”

Liz nodded nervously. The doorbell rang again.

“I should get that,” I said. “She knows we’re here.”

As I started up the stairs, Cory called to me: “Hey, Zo, bring her down. If we rush Liz out right when she shows up, it’ll look suspicious.”.

It made sense, so I reluctantly agreed, much to Liz’s delight.

When I answered the front door, Heather stood there smiling.

“Hey Zoe, I’m sorry to bother you, but did I see Liz come in here?”

Of course she saw her come in. I’ve seen Heather peeking out of her window several times. If she’s not out shopping, she’s in the house…watching.

I couldn’t deny Liz was inside. So of course I invited Heather in.

“Oh wow! I love the way you’ve decorated. Very stylish,” Heather said as we walked from the foyer to the basement door, passing several rooms. I didn’t intend for our home to look “stylish” per se, I just didn’t want it to look like we were a middle-aged couple that hired the same interior decorator as all the other middle-aged couples on the block.

Heather was wearing these little soft cotton sweat shorts that made her thighs and ass scream for attention and an unzipped hoodie, revealing a tank top that barely held her bra-less tits. It was obvious she was being provocative. But I wasn’t sure whether she was being a tease or she really came to get fucked, so I played it cool.

As I led her down the basement stairs, a rush of lust coursed through me, spurred by the thought of Heather and Liz sharing Cory’s cock. It reminded me of watching my girlfriends with Cory. It’s surreal watching your friends have sex, especially when they’re having sex with your partner. At that moment. I realized I wanted to see these two mom-friends get their mouths and pussies filled by my husband.

We heard Liz’s laughter, as we entered the space. She and Cory were on the couch with drinks in their hands, looking like old friends. When Liz saw Heather, she put her game face on and greeted her like friends do. She sprang up from the couch and gave her a hug.

“Why didn’t you tell me you’d be in the neighborhood?” Heather said.

“I wasn’t planning on it. It was the spur of the moment. I just wanted to check on my favorite young couple and see how they’re doing.”

“Well, from the looks of it, I think they’re doing okay. I was telling Zoe how cute the place is. I love this basement, too. It’s very sporty.”

“Sporty” was referencing all of Cory’s trophies, plaques and framed jerseys. He was proud of his athletic career and the opportunities it gave him. He liked to display his achievements.

“Thanks. Yeah, this is my man cave. I’ll be spending most of my time here.”

Heather barely listened as Cory prattled on about his football and track days. She turned her attention to the bar, Cory’s pride and joy.

“Is that new? Was it included in the remodel?”

I answered: “No, Cory built that himself. It only took you a couple of days, right, babe?”

“Yeah, I just finished it.”

Heather turned to him with a mischievous grin and said “So, you’re good with your hands. I’ll keep that in mind, because my husband can’t fix a thing.”

Yeah, she wanted to get fucked, I thought.

“Would you like a drink? We’re just hanging out.”

She quickly accepted the offer. My family owns a restaurant, so I know my way around a bar. I made her a large tequila sunrise, while we listened to Cory explain how he makes enough money for us to live across the street from her. We had all been talking for no more than 15 minutes when Heather asked how Cory and I met.

We responded almost simultaneously with the same answer: “At work.”

“She didn’t think I even liked her.”

“I assumed he wasn’t into white girls.”

Heather and Liz seemed surprised by the thought. Cory playfully shrugged.

“I’m sure you noticed all that junk in her trunk, didn’t you Cory?” Heather added.

“I damn sure did,” Cory replied.

We all shared a laugh.

“Actually, Heather, we noticed you were draggin’ a bit of a wagon yourself.”

Liz Travesti halkalı giggled and took a sip of her drink, as Heather shot her a playful look.

“What? You do have a big ass,” Liz laughed.

“No, I have a nice ass. I just live in a boring suburb, full of rich skinny bitches, where no one appreciates it. So, thank you both for noticing.”

After the laughter subsided, Liz decided to really come out of her shell.

“I wonder which of you has the fatter ass. Let’s find out. Cory and I can judge.”

“I’m down. Let’s do it, Heather.”

Heather and I giggled like nervous teens as we got up and stood in front of Cory and Liz, our asses just a few feet from their faces, waiting to hear the results. Heather looked back at them and said…

“You can touch it, Cory, if that’ll help you decide.”

Cory and Liz obliged and they started cupping, grabbing and pinching our asses. It was silly, but also kind of hot, because I could tell everyone was getting turned on.

“Hold up. I need to feel it from the front. That’s the best way to grab an ass.”

Cory stood directly in front of me and reached around to grab my ass with both hands. I wrapped her arms around him, as he squeezed my butt like so many times before. He gave me a quick sensual kiss on the lips. As he pulled away, I caught a glimpse of Heather intensely watching us.

“Okay, now I have to check yours, Heather.”

He did the same routine with Heather. She put her arms around him and looked at me, as if to say “He’s mine now.”

As Cory began to pull away from her, Heather said “Don’t I get a kiss, too?”

“You’ll have to check with my wife about that?”

I looked at Heather with a stern gaze, toying with her, curious to see how bold she was.

“I was just kidding,” she said, a little nervous.

“No. I wanne see. Go ahead. Kiss him. Please.”

“Are you serious?”

I didn’t answer her back. Just stared. The room went silent when Cory looked her in the eyes and she realized we were calling her bluff. Cory, his hands still holding her ass, pulled her closer and leaned in to kiss her. She practically fainted, as his hot tongue slithered its way into her mouth. It started as a nice sensual kiss, but the more it went on, it turned filthy. Their tongues were fully exposed and recklessly slipping in and out of each other’s mouths.

He backed her onto the couch and she plopped down next to Liz, breathless and willing. He stood there, looking down on her and Liz, sitting side by side. Their eyes were fixed on his crotch, as his dick protruded inside his shorts. He stroked it in their faces and then they looked up at him, salivating.

“Kiss each other,” he ordered them.

They smiled at each other and didn’t hesitate to follow his command. Liz, surprisingly, seemed really into it. She had an intensity with Heather that she never showed with me. Their kissing really got intense as they listened to Cory egg them on.

“Look at you two. I bet y’all probably thought about each other before.”

Liz managed a smile when he said that. I felt a little jealous, so I stood behind Cory, reached into his shorts and began stroking his cock. It was fully erect, creating a massive tentpole in his shorts. That got their attention.

“Holy shit! Pull it out. I wanna see it, ” Heather pleaded.

“It’s the biggest cock you’ll ever see,” Liz told her.

Heather smiled at her, realizing Liz had experienced Cory before, and said “I fucking knew it. You sneaky slut.”

They laughed for a moment and then turned back to his crotch.

I looked down at Heather and said: “Close your eyes and open wide. No hands.”

Liz leaned back to enjoy the show. She opened her legs and started playing with her pussy. I didn’t realize she wasn’t wearing panties until that moment. Liz was really showing a slutty side that she never did with just me.

Heather opened as wide as she could and stuck her tongue out, waiting for Cory’s dick. I could feel my pussy start to leak, as I performed our ritual. Feeding my husband’s meat to new women is just something that will never get old. I steered it into Heather’s wet waiting mouth, and when it entered, she closed her mouth around it and exhaled, completely satisfied. After a few moments of moaning and sucking, she pushed forward, trying to deep throat it, only succeeding at making a mess of herself, as she maniacally gagged, choked and coughed.

“God, I missed having a big fucking dick to play with.”

I told her to open her eyes and when she finally saw it, she looked up at Cory in amazement.

“I told you,” Liz said, watching Heather turn awestruck, unable to find the words.

Cory took off his shirt, revealing his rippling muscles, which snapped Heather out of her daze. She looked at me and laughed in amazement.

“How do you handle all this?”

“I share.”

Heather stood up in front of Cory to get a closer look. She held his cock, gently stroking it, and ran her hands over his torso. After kissing his pecs and abs, she looked him in his eyes and said “You are a fucking man, aren’t you?”

Cory nodded and smiled, as he placed his hand on her check and ran his thumb over her lips.

“I am. And you’re a nasty fucking slut, aren’t you?”

“I will be for you. I’ll do anything you want.”

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