A Less Than Gentle Push

The tension has been simmering for days, but tonight Raven is done playing innocent. This evening air was thick with humidity and promise as Raven sauntered through the gate again, right on time. She didn’t even pretend tonight. The moment the latch clicked, her silky purple wrap slid off her shoulders and pooled at her feet like spilled ink. Her pale gothic body was on full display—those heavy, swaying breasts with their dark, stiff nipples adorned with tiny silver barbells that caught the fading light, the intricate silver chains draped between her cleavage, and that smooth pussy with its neat landing strip already looking slick. She smiled that predatory smile straight at both of us.

“Clothes off. Now,” she purred, voice low and commanding.

Cheri and I obeyed without hesitation. The three of us slipped naked into the hot tub, and just like every night, Raven claimed the middle spot between us. But tonight she was bolder. She pressed her full, soft tits against Cheri’s arm while her hand boldly rested high on my inner thigh underwater, fingertips brushing the base of my thickening cock. The hot jets pulsed against our skin as Raven leaned in and kissed Cheri’s neck—slow, open-mouthed, letting her tongue trace the sensitive skin. Cheri gasped softly, arching into it, her big beautiful breasts floating and brushing Raven’s darker ones.

I watched, cock fully hard now, as Raven’s hand finally wrapped around my thick shaft under the water, giving me a slow, teasing stroke while she whispered filthy suggestions into Cheri’s ear. “I want to watch you two tonight,” she said clearly enough for me to hear. “I want to see how Manny fucks his gorgeous wife after being teased by me all evening.”

The words sent a bolt of pure lust through me. As a horny scientist, I catalogued every delicious biological response: Cheri’s nipples tightening into puffy peaks, her pupils dilating wide, the subtle parting of her thighs as arousal flooded her system. My own testosterone was spiking hard, blood rushing to my massive erection as Raven slowly pumped me underwater.

We stayed in the tub longer than usual, bodies sliding and grinding. Raven’s fingers never left my cock, edging me mercilessly while she made out with my wife—soft, hungry kisses that grew deeper, tongues visibly playing. When we finally climbed out, towels were barely used. Raven led us to the big outdoor sectional, dropping her towel completely as she lounged back.

“Fuck her right here,” Raven commanded softly, spreading her own thighs and sliding a hand between them to slowly circle her clit. “I want to watch every inch.”

Cheri looked at me with pure fire in her eyes, flushed and dripping. She pulled me down onto the cushions, kissing me desperately while Raven watched from just a few feet away, fingers buried in her own pussy. I laid Cheri on her back, spreading her legs wide so Raven had the perfect view of my wife’s soaked, swollen cunt.

I dove between Cheri’s thighs first, devouring her with long, hungry licks. My tongue speared deep inside her velvet heat while my nose rubbed her clit. Cheri moaned loudly, hips bucking against my face. Raven’s voice was breathy as she watched: “That’s it, Manny… eat her pretty pussy. Make her squirt for me.”

I added three thick fingers, curling them brutally against Cheri’s G-spot while sucking her clit hard. Cheri came fast and violently—squirting powerful hot jets across my tongue and beard as she cried out. Raven moaned in approval, fingering herself faster, her heavy tits heaving.

I rose up, my massive cock throbbing and leaking, and slammed balls-deep into Cheri in one thrust. The wet slap echoed on the patio as I started pounding her deep and hard. Raven shifted closer, eyes locked on where my thick shaft stretched my wife’s pussy. “Fuck her harder,” she urged, voice husky. “I want to see her tits bounce.”

I hooked Cheri’s legs over my shoulders and railed her in a deep mating press, grinding my pelvis against her clit with every thrust. Cheri’s big beautiful breasts bounced wildly as I destroyed her cunt, her moans turning into **** screams. Raven reached out and pinched one of Cheri’s nipples, rolling it between her fingers while watching my cock piston in and out.

“Fill her up,” Raven whispered, her own fingers making wet sounds as she masturbated furiously. “I want to see your cum dripping out of her.”

The sight of Raven openly watching, touching my wife, and pleasuring herself pushed me into overdrive. I fucked Cheri with raw, loving intensity—switching positions so she rode me reverse cowgirl, her ass bouncing hypnotically while Raven had an unobstructed view of my cock stretching her. Cheri came again, squirting down my shaft in messy sprays that made Raven groan with lust.

I flipped Cheri onto all fours, facing Raven, and took her from behind like an animal. My heavy balls slapped her clit as I railed her, gripping her hips. Raven leaned in and kissed Cheri messily while I pounded, their tongues dancing as I felt my orgasm building.

With a primal roar I buried myself to the hilt and erupted—thick, heavy ropes of hot cum flooding Cheri’s womb in powerful spurts. So much it overflowed immediately, creamy white cum leaking out around my shaft with every final thrust. Raven watched every pulse, biting her lip and fingering herself to her own shuddering orgasm, thighs trembling.

We collapsed together on the cushions, bodies slick with sweat and fluids. Raven crawled closer, not touching us sexually yet, but close enough that her hard nipples brushed Cheri’s arm as she whispered, “That was beautiful… next time I want to be even closer.”

Cheri and I cleaned up the soaked sectional and our bodies with warm towels, exchanging heated glances with Raven the entire time. When she finally slipped home, the promise in her eyes was unmistakable.

The ion was budding faster now, and my cock was already stirring again at the thought of how much further she would push us tomorrow night.