Brooke wasn’t looking forward to tomorrow’s dinner with Pete and his wife for the food. She was low to admit it, but if Brooke were honest with herself, her recent dry spell had a lot to do with her decision to help Kristen as much as her secret infatuation with Pete.

As she lay in bed that night, her thoughts wandered, dwelling on the future with nervous anticipation. Mercifully, she closed her eyes and drifted off to an unexpected land of fantasy.

To her surprise, her dreams didn’t dwell on Pete, but on Kristen. Her mind painted a vivid picture of the couple’s bedroom, of Kristen’s tanned, fit body leaning over her own. Her alluring lingerie showcased Kristen’s enchanting curves and natural sun-kissed beauty.

While laying above her, Kristen’s breasts swayed teasingly from a low-cut babydoll. The sight of her full and luscious cleavage left Brooke feeling mesmerized and jealous. A part of her wanted to bury her face in their welcoming pillowiness. But Kristen was in control. Pinning Brooke to the mattress and worshiping her curvy form with the wettest, most tender kisses she’d ever received.

A wave of confusion and a strange exhilaration battled within Brooke. The unexpected pleasure was unsettling, yet her body ached with a desperate yearning for more.

Suddenly, Pete’s strong hand gently brushed the hair from her head, his intense gaze offering a comforting reassurance, urging her quiet surrender.

Brooke trembled under Kristen’s soft and tender lips, feeling every touch intensify under Pete’s watchful eyes, pushing her to the brink.

Kristen’s deft tongue plunged in and out of Brooke, making her feel as if she was melting into a sea of pleasure. It was unlike any fantasy she had ever dreamed of, but the thrill was beyond her comprehension.

Pete’s powerful kiss engulfed her, fulfilling her deepest desires, electrifying her senses. Brooke basked in the deluge of exhilarating sensations coursing through her body. A rush of endorphins flooded her system like never before. A relentless lust had taken control of her. She needed more.

Brooke pushed Pete away and pulled Kristen closer, letting her full breasts fall free. Giving in to a primal yearning she never knew existed, Brooke grabbed Kristen’s luscious breast and eagerly sucked on her soft, inviting nipple. It was exactly what she craved. Kristen’s groans of enjoyment urged her on as waves of pleasure echoed throughout the room until Brooke could no longer hold on.

With a gasp, Brooke let go of her lover and slipped into a world of ecstasy. An intense climax overwhelmed her senses. Trembling, gasping, and panting from gratitude, she embraced Kristen passionately. Her Lover’s warm embrace soothing her spinning mind, slowly rocking her back to reality.

Brooke awoke, breathless and slick with sweat. She let out a deep sigh as she replayed her vivid, erotic dream in her mind. It was not what she expected. This wasn’t what she wanted. Or was it? The memory of her euphoric climax sent a shiver down Brooke’s spine, reigniting her passion. This date might go better than she hoped. Brooke’s fingers drifted back to the wet lips of her pussy as she slipped back into a relaxing slumber.

The following morning, Kristen, like Brooke, was already eager for the day to be over. A whirlwind of nervous energy consumed her all day long. The prospects of her unique evening plans overshadowed the daily grind. Every detail had been planned out, and Kristen was more than excited to unleash her plan.

The morning’s text exchange with Brooke about Pete’s intimate surprise had Kristen’s heart pounding with excitement. Brooke’s enthusiasm surprised Kristen, promising even more sparks later.

The only thing Pete knew was that they were hosting a small dinner date. He didn’t realize just how small, or how little dining there would be. Kristen had him so distracted by the impressive appetizer spread and single-barrel bourbon he hadn’t even noticed the lack of a main course. Of course, the true main course would be knocking on the door any minute.

Right on cue, there was a light rapping on the door at 6 o’clock sharp. “Can you get that honey?” echoed from the bedroom down the hall. With a shrug and a sip of his bourbon, Pete dutifully answered.

“Hey, Pete.” Brooke introduced herself as she entered the house with a sly smile, puffy coat, and slim pencil skirt. Her tight ass caught Pete’s hungry gaze as the refreshing aroma of lemons and orchids trailed in her wake.

“Hey, Brooke.” Pete greeted his gorgeous young coworker in a confused haze. “Kristen didn’t tell me you were coming.” Pete stuttered. “Where’s your date?”

“Just me today. I’m all yours.” Brooke decided to fight back her nervousness by being assertive. She was going to be bold and fearless. So far, it felt like it was working.

“Dang, I’m sorry to hear that.” Pete shook his head. Assuming Brooke’s date stood her up.

“I’m not.” Brooke smiled seductively as she placed her hand on his chest. Pete’s heart jumped. They had never been this close before, let alone touched each other. Shit, Pete hadn’t been that close to another woman since he’d been married.

“Can you take my coat?” Brooke turned and unbuttoned her coat as Pete gentlemanly slid the garment from her petite frame, revealing her bare, naked shoulders. Pete froze, coat in hand as he stared at her smooth back, flawless and exposed right down to the dimples of her lower back.

Brooke glanced back over her shoulder with a wink. “Thanks.” she giggled before gliding down the hallway, giving Pete only a glance at the sides of her generous cleavage.

Pete’s daze was intensifying. It didn’t help that most of the blood was leaving his brain and putting a strain on his ever tightening trousers. “What is going on?” The sight of his bride emerging from the bedroom down the hallway interrupted his musing.

Kristen was nearly as underdressed as Brooke. She smiled playfully as his bride showcased her stunning silhouette in nothing but a black lace bra and a pair of matching lace panties, emphasizing her long, tan legs.

Before Pete knew what was happening, the women were tangled in a sensual embrace. Brooke’s assertiveness took Kristen by surprise, as she quickly enveloped in her in her warm, smooth skin. The sensation of Brooke’s soft, pillowy chest pressing against her cleavage left Kristen breathless. As Brooke tenderly brushed her face, Kristen felt like she was melting before being entranced by her tender kiss.

Kristen was speechless. She lost her script. Her eyes locked on her husband’s as their young plaything hungrily nibbled on her neck. In between moans, Kristen was able to beckon her husband with her finger, but not before Brooke slyly removed her bra.

The moment was a blur of sensations as her skin flushed. Kristen’s heart pounded, a whirlwind of emotions scattering her thoughts in the heat of passion.

Brooke had the object of her affection in her grasp. Her smooth tan skin was even more inviting than in her dreams. Her breasts and their perfect tan lines were even more seductive than in her dream and tasted even sweeter.

Kristen nearly slammed her head against the wall under the deluge of affection. Brooke whispered in Kristen’s ear. “I’m going to fuck the shit out of your husband.”

Overwhelmed with excitement, Kristen could only moan in approval, a wave of pure joy washing over her as her fantasies came to life.

Kristen’s eyes flickered between her husband’s longing eyes and Brooke’s mischievous smile. It was as if a secret world had opened up before her, a forbidden playground to explore their hidden desires. Trembling with anticipation, she surrendered to the intoxicating allure of this newfound passion.

Pete followed his wife’s gaze and joined the couple’s embrace. Time stood still. The room faded away, and all that remained was the intoxicating chemistry between them. The forbidden excitement sharpened Pete’s senses and set his nerves on edge.

Kristen’s reassuring and familiar kiss welcomed him into the warm embrace of the women. A flurry of hands, warm and unfamiliar, danced and lingered over his body, sending shivers of both pleasure and encouragement through him.

Without warning, Brooke’s lips crashed into his, igniting a fire that consumed them both. It was a kiss filled with pent-up longing and suppressed passion, a collision of two souls craving release.

“I’ve wanted this for longer than I’d like to admit.” Brooke whispered before dropping to her knees. Looking down, Pete was mesmerized by the luscious beauty of her breasts, unable to look away.

Brooke quickly unzipped his pants and let Pete’s throbbing erection free. Brooke’s eyes grew with desire as she teasingly traced the tip of his dripping rod.

Kristen couldn’t believe her eyes. Pete’s erection looked bigger and harder than ever, captivating her completely. The sight of the gorgeous young girl lovingly kissing her husband’s shaft was the sexiest thing she’d ever seen.

“I’m going to suck your husband’s cock now.” Brooke teased breathlessly, staring straight at Kristen.

With a pleading moan, Kristen’s fingers delved deeper into her panties, struggling desperately to satisfy her lust. She thought her heart was going to explode with excitement as it pounded in her chest, echoing the pulsating rhythm of the room. Unable to look away, she watched as her husband reveled in the affectionate caresses of Brooke’s talented tongue.

Brooke’s head hastily dipped up and down on Pete’s firm shaft, reveling in the passionate sounds of pleasure filling the room as she pushed herself to take him deeper.

Pete, rusty from lack of practice, quickly reached his breaking point. Tonight was becoming a test of endurance that he damn sure didn’t want to fail. With a loud groan, he reached for a handful of Brooke’s brown hair and yanked her off his shaft with a grunt of relief, desperate for a minute to collect himself.

Brooke grinned in delight, even as she gasped to catch her breath, her beautiful breasts heaving as they glistened with spit and cum.

With his pulsating cock twitching, Pete’s head fell back as he inhaled deeply to regain his composure. His broad chest was already shimmering with a thin sheen of sweat.

Brooke couldn’t resist returning to touching his long, forbidden cock. She held him steady by the base of his erection, and gently traced and inspected each of the dripping, gleaming veins surrounding his staggering girth.

Pete had never felt this much devotion to his cock before, and the pleasure sent unfathomable ripples down his spine.

“Fuck, that’s so hot.” Kristen groaned. Nearly overwhelmed by the erotic spectacle of the young girl pleasuring her husband. A tremor ran through her long, tan legs as she fought for control on the edge of climax, her heart pounding a frantic rhythm against her ribs, “We... we need to go to the bedroom.”

As the words escaped Kristen’s lips, the hallway seemed to vibrate with a newfound urgency. Brooke exchanged a knowing glance with Pete before regretfully letting go of his tantalizing, dripping erection. Her tired cheeks flush with desire. Pete graciously helped his new lover to her feet. Her hands trembling with excitement as they followed Kristen’s lead towards the bedroom, her heart pulsating with anticipation in tandem with his.

Kristen’s inhibitions had faded away. She felt a surge of confidence drumming through her veins as she led her husband and their new lover into the sanctity of their bedroom.

Pete sat with his bride beside him, tenderly running her fingers through his hair. The couple looked on in anticipation as Brooke began to seductively remove her skirt, their eyes filled with delight.

With a newfound boldness, Brooke leaned in and brought her lips to Pete’s, kissing him with a fervor she had never known before. Kristen watched with hungry eyes, her own desire burning brightly.

Aware of Kristen’s hunger for more, Brooke inched closer, her hand igniting a fiery trail up Kristen’s leg, causing goosebumps to follow. Even as his focus shifted to Kristen, Pete remained entranced. His kisses meandered down his newfound lover’s shoulders as she teased his bride by lovingly stroking her hair.

“You can’t wait for me to show you how to fuck your husband can you?” Brooke teased. Getting closer, her breath warmed Kristen’s ear as she tenderly touched her breast with the back of her hand. The sensations were dizzying.

Kristen couldn’t bear it any longer. Brooke was right. In one swift motion, she grabbed the girl and threw her back onto the bed beside her and Pete.

“Fuck her Pete. Fuck that slut.” Kristen commanded her husband as Brooke giggled on the bed next to her.

Pete got off the bed and strode over to Brooke’s feet. He firmly took hold of her legs, lifting them to rest on his well-defined shoulders.

Brooke gazed at Kristen teasingly with her young, doughy eyes even as Pete aimed his throbbing shaft toward her wanting opening. She let out a gasp of elation as Pete slowly entered her. He felt no resistance as Brooke’s youthful lips parted, letting Pete’s erection easily slip into her wet, welcoming entrance.

Enraptured by the erotic display, Kristen couldn’t tear her eyes away. She focused on the beautiful moment as her husband’s cock slowly stretched Brooke’s fresh pink pussy. It was dripping and eager, and Kristen could almost feel the blissful tension as Brooke’s tight hole stretched to accommodate his girth.

“You’ve never had a cock that big have you?” Kristen teased.

Brooke couldn’t answer. All she could think about was how good it felt to be bad. To be a slut. Her vision was clouded with spots, which grew with each thrust; between that and forgetting to breathe, she was about to pass out. Luckily, Kristen was there to provide mouth-to-mouth.

A void in Kristen’s life, one she desperately longed to fill, was finally and completely quenched by intense, burning passion. She could taste the lust on Brooke’s lips, and it was warm, intoxicating, and invigorating. Kristen only tore herself away for air when she realized Brooke was slipping into an orgasmic daze.

Watching her husband’s throbbing erection sliding smoothly in and out of Brooke’s perfect young pussy made Kristen unexpectedly curious about the idea of tasting another woman. Before now, she had never been tempted to lick her husband’s cock, but she’d never been interested in women before, either. Something had come over her. She was already hurdling toward climax as her fingers danced over her needy clit, begging for orgasm.

Between Pete’s thrusts, Kristen greedily took hold of his shaft, pulling it free from Brooke’s tight confines.

Lost in passion, Kristen took control of Pete’s dripping cock and shoved it deep into her greedy mouth. Kristen closed her eyes and reveled in the sensation of cleaning the young girl’s essence from her husband’s shaft, taking in the foreign taste of Brooke’s arousal. The indulgence electrified Kristen’s most primal urges. She needed more.

Kristen released Pete’s cock from her mouth with a wet pop and a cheshire cat grin. She gazed at the gleaming beauty laying on their marriage bed, her youthful senses just coming online after recovering from the aftermath of her intense orgasm. She opened her enchanting eyes and connected with Kristen’s, sharing their unspoken desires.

Kristen whispered encouragement into her husband’s ear even as their young plaything grabbed hold of her hand. “Fuck her harder,” she urged him with a kiss. “Don’t stop till you cum.” Kristen ordered as she gave her husband another deep, passionate kiss, and glancing downward at Brooke before guiding Pete’s erection back to where she needed it.

Brooke whimpered as Kristen returned her husband’s throbbing erection to her tempting, used pussy. Kristen trailed light kisses back up her petite form before finding her place beside Brooke, entangled with her soft skin and warm youthful legs.

As Kristen straddled her plaything’s tone legs, she bit her lip with ever-growing delight at the sight of their pet’s wetness stretching to accommodate her husband. Desperately grinding against the smooth skin of Brooke’s shaking thigh, her climax building exponentially as she reveled in watching the couple’s mounting pleasure. She couldn’t help but groan in appreciation.

It was Pete who groaned next. The young girl’s spasming tightened around his cock, all but demanding his release. “I’m going too…”

“Do it!” his bride demanded as she whimpered, her impending climax spinning out of control.

With an animalistic growl, Pete grabbed hold of their cuckcake’s slight hips, his own powerful body delivering fervent rapid thrusts over and over, faster and faster into Brooke as she squrimed in ecstasy as she struggled take him in, gasping in elation as he swelled inside of her.

The pleasure was overwhelming. Pete’s back arched as he grunted in surrender, erupting with a violent thrust of conquest as he filled their fertile lover’s tight inviting pussy with load after load of his hot cum.

Brooke’s moans quickly transformed into whimpering and cooing as she desperately reached out for Kristen. The sight of the young girl’s ecstasy was mesmerizing. Kristen couldn’t help but join her in her writhing bliss. She lovingly held her warm curves, kissing and caressing her nipples as Brooke cried out in climax as the euphoric feeling of Pete filling her tightness washed over her.

With a gasp, Brooke let go of her lover as she slipped into a world of euphoria. The intensity of the moment was almost too much. Brooke nearly blacked out as waves of sheer pleasure rocketed through her. Her tight young body jerked and wriggled as her intense climax overwhelmed her senses. The sight of the young lover’s delight and her husband’s ecstasy compelled Kristen to follow suit. She grabbed tightly to Brooke as she too succumbed to the exhilarating rush of pleasure coursing through her every nerve.

Gasping, panting, and trembling with gratitude, nestled into the arms of her lovers. The warmth of their bodies soothed her spinning world. The steady rhythm of their hearts beating against hers calmed Brooke’s rapid pulse, making her feel safe and protected in their embrace.

Kristen was beside herself. She couldn’t stop smiling. She was so proud of her husband and their new cuckcake. She giggled as she gave her husband a loving kiss. “Can we keep her honey?”

Brooke cut off Pete’s answer with a loud, elated sigh. “Oh fuck yeah, I’m all yours.”