Episode 1. Couples Invitation.

Couple invited me over for what they called a “3some,” but it was clear from the moment I stepped inside that the husband, was far from enthusiastic. His wife, on the other hand, radiated eagerness, her curvaceous figure accentuated by a tight dress that hugged her massive ass like a second skin. Her eyes sparkled with desire, The tension was palpable, but her determination to spice up their sex life was undeniable.

As we settled onto the bed, the awkwardness between the three of us was impossible to ignore. Husband sat stiffly, his arms crossed, while the wife leaned back, her fingers tracing patterns on the bedsheets. I could sense her hunger for something more, something that her husband seemed unwilling to provide. Finally, I broke the silence, my voice steady but curious. “So, this is your first 3some, right?” I asked, glancing at the Man. He nodded, his jaw clenched, while the wife’s lips curved into a mischievous smile.

“Yes, it is,” she purred, her gaze locking onto mine. “And I’ve been looking forward to it.”

The husband shifted uncomfortably, his eyes darting away as I began to undress. When I stood before them, my erection proud and prominent, husband’s gaze flickered downward, his expression a mix of discomfort and something I couldn’t quite place. “Sir, are you into men?” I asked, my tone casual but firm. “Because I’m not into men. I love pussy. That’s what I’m here for.”

He shook his head quickly, his voice tight. “No, no. I’m not into men. This is just… new for us.”

Wife’s laughter was soft, almost indulgent, as she reached out and took my hand, pulling me closer to her. “Don’t worry about him,” she whispered, her breath warm against my ear. “Hey you are handsome.”

But husband’s unease only deepened as I knelt between her legs, her dress hiked up to reveal her plump, inviting thighs. Her pussy was already glistening, her arousal evident as I leaned in, my lips brushing against her soft, wet flesh. She gasped, her head tilting back as I began to lick and suck, my tongue tracing patterns that made her moan loudly. Her hands tangled in my hair, pulling me closer as she ground her hips against my face.

Husband’s voice cut through the haze of pleasure, sharp and disapproving. “She’s too loud,” he muttered, his tone bordering on irritation.

Determined to prove myself, I buried my face deeper into her pussy, my tongue working tirelessly as she moans loudly. Her legs locking around my head as she rode my mouth with abandon. I tapped her thighs, signaling for release, but she didn’t let go until she’d squirted, her juices flooding my mouth. Only then did she release me, her breath ragged as she collapsed onto the bed.

Her husband cleared his throat, his voice strained. “Okay, that’s enough. You can stop now.”

But wife shook her head, her eyes wild with desire. “No, I’m not done. I want him inside me. I want that big dick deep in my pussy.”

The room fell silent as Husband and I exchanged a glance. Finally, he relented, his voice grudging. “Fine. But use a condom. And be soft with her.”

I nodded, reaching for the condom as she positioned herself for Doggy, her legs spread wide in anticipation. But husband intervened, his tone harsh. “Missionary POSITION. That’s how we’re doing this.”

She groaned in frustration, but she complied, her eyes never leaving mine as I positioned myself above her. I thrust into her slowly and her pussy tightness was undeniable. I began to move, my hips rocking in a steady rhythm as she moaned, her hands gripping the sheets.

I gave her 70 continuous thrusts, my pace relentless as her moans grew louder. Her legs trembled, her body struggling to keep up with the intensity. My dick slipped out momentarily, and she quickly guided it back inside, her legs spreading wider as she gasped for breath. “Help me,” I said, glancing at the husband. “Hold her legs open.”

But his response was cold, his voice cutting through the haze of pleasure. “Just fuck her like that. I don’t care.”

Frustrated by his harsh tone, I took it personally, driving into his wife with renewed force. Her moans grew louder, her hands clutching at my ass as she urged me deeper. Husband's voice broke through again, his tone impatient. “You’ve got two more minutes to cum.

As the time limit approached, her desperation grew. “Go get the wet wipes from the bathroom,” she instructed her husband, her voice pleading. As soon as he left the room, she locked the bedroom door, her eyes locking onto mine. “I’m sorry about him,” she whispered, her fingers tracing my cheek. “He’s just… not used to this.”

I smiled, my hand cupping her cheek as I promised, “I’ll make it worth your while.”

We shifted into doggy style, my favorite position, and her eagerness was palpable. But before I could enter her, she reached down and tore off the condom, her fingers wrapping around my throbbing cock. “I want you raw,” she murmured, her breath hot against my ear.

Her words sent a jolt of arousal through me, my dick hardening even further as I positioned myself behind her. I thrust into her with abandon, the sensation of her tight, wet pussy enveloping me sending me over the edge. Her moans grew louder, her body trembling as she rode my cock with abandon.

Outside the door, Husband's voice was frantic, his fists pounding against the wood. “Open the door! I’ll break it down if I have to!”

But I couldn’t stop, my thrusts growing faster and harder as I chased my climax. Her pussy clenched around me, her walls milking my cock as I felt my orgasm building. Just as her husband found the spare key and unlocked the door, I came, my cum shooting deep inside her pussy.

Husband burst into the room, his eyes widening at the sight of his wife's shaking legs, her body still quivering from the intensity of our encounter. His voice was cold, his tone dismissive. “Get out. Now. And don’t even think about taking a shower.”

I nodded, my body still buzzing with satisfaction as I dressed quickly, his wife's’s cum and mine still clinging to my skin. As I left the room, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of triumph, knowing that despite her husband's reluctance, I’d given her exactly what she’d craved. And as I walked away, I knew this wouldn’t be the last time our paths would cross.