Ground Work

I stepped through the front door, the familiar creak of the hinges barely ing as my eyes landed on the scene unfolding on the back patio. There was my gorgeous wife, Cheri, laughing softly with our neighbor Raven. They hadn’t noticed me yet. Raven leaned in close, her fingers tracing lightly along Cheri’s bare arm, then up to her shoulder, brushing a stray lock of hair behind my wife’s ear. The way Raven’s gaze kept dipping to Cheri’s impressive cleavage made heat stir low in my belly. Raven twirled her own dark hair, letting her fingers trail down to tug her already low-cut top open just a fraction more, pushing those full breasts forward with blatant [invitation.

My](http://invitation.My) cock twitched at the sight!

I cleared my throat and approached. Cheri startled, looking sheepish, her cheeks blooming pink. Raven turned that predatory smile on me, slow and knowing, like a lioness who’d just spotted fresh meat.

“Hey babe,” Cheri said, voice a little breathy. “Raven stopped by…”

Raven’s eyes sparkled. “We were just chatting about how nice it would be if I came over tomorrow. You grilling those famous steaks of yours, some drinks, and that hot tub out back. Cheri thought it sounded perfect.”

Both women reached for me simultaneously, their soft hands sliding along my arms. Cheri’s touch was loving and familiar; Raven’s carried electric promise. I leaned down and kissed Cheri’s forehead tenderly. “Sounds really nice, honey. I’m looking forward to it.”

As Raven said her goodbyes, she kissed Cheri’s cheek lingeringly, then pulled me into a hug. I swear I caught a full flash of her stiff nipple as her top shifted, just a deliberate peek of pink before she stepped back with a wink.

Dinner was delicious but my mind kept drifting. Afterward, in the living room, Cheri plopped down beside me on the couch, her body warm and eager. She didn’t waste time; her fingers rolled up the leg of my shorts, freeing my huge, thickening cock. Her tongue swirled around the head, licking with hungry devotion before she sucked me deep, moaning around my girth. The wet heat of her mouth was pure heaven.

I groaned, threading fingers through her hair. “Fuck, Cheri… you’re insatiable tonight.”

She popped off just long enough to grin. “Seeing Raven flirt got me so wet for you.”

I flipped her over, positioning us in a heated sixty-nine. My face dove between her thighs, tongue lapping at her dripping pussy while two fingers plunged inside, curling against her G-spot. Cheri moaned wildly around my cock, sucking harder as I devoured her. Her hips bucked, juices flowing freely. I sucked her clit relentlessly, fingers pumping faster, until her body tensed and exploded. Cheri squirted hard, flooding my mouth and chin in hot, sweet pulses with wave after wave soaking my face as she screamed around my shaft. Her thighs trembled violently, juices coating my beard and dripping down my neck while I kept licking through her orgasm, drawing out every spasm until she was a gasping, shuddering mess.

After my face was significantly covered in her juices, glistening and dripping, I stood up, scooped her into my arms like she weighed nothing, and carried her toward the bedroom. Cheri giggled breathlessly, nuzzling my neck, her hand still lazily stroking my massive erection.

I tossed her onto the bed with a playful growl. She bounced once, legs spreading invitingly, her soaked pussy on full display, pink, swollen, and still quivering from her orgasm. The sight made my cock throb painfully.

I crawled over her, capturing her mouth in a deep, loving kiss. Our tongues danced, tasting her own essence on my lips. “I love you so much, Cheri,” I murmured against her skin, trailing kisses down her neck to those magnificent breasts. I sucked one nipple hard, rolling the other between my fingers, feeling it pebble under my touch. She arched into me, moaning softly.

My hand slid between her thighs, fingers gliding through her slick folds. “So wet for me… always so ready.” I pushed two fingers inside her again, scissoring gently while my thumb circled her clit. Cheri’s hips rolled in rhythm, her breath coming in sweet little pants.

“Fuck me, Manny,” she whispered, eyes heavy with lust. “I need that huge cock stretching me.”

I positioned myself at her entrance, rubbing the thick head up and down her slit, coating myself in her arousal. With one smooth thrust, I buried myself to the hilt. The feeling was exquisite—her walls gripping me like velvet heat, pulsing around every inch. We both groaned in unison. I started slow, deep strokes, savoring the way her body welcomed me home.

“God, you feel perfect,” I growled, leaning down to kiss her again. My hips picked up pace, thrusting harder, the wet slap of skin filling the room. Cheri wrapped her legs around my waist, heels digging into my ass, urging me deeper. I obliged, pounding into her with loving intensity, hitting that spot that made her eyes roll back.

I flipped us so she was on top, hands gripping her hips as she rode me. Her big beautiful breasts bounced hypnotically with every movement. I sat up, sucking and biting at her nipples while she ground down on my cock, taking me impossibly deep. “That’s it, baby. Use me. Milk my cock with that tight pussy.”

Cheri’s moans grew louder, her fingers digging into my shoulders. I could feel her getting close again—the way her walls fluttered, the flush spreading across her chest. I reached between us, rubbing her clit in tight circles. “Cum for me again, Cheri. I want to feel you gush around me.”

She shattered beautifully, crying out my name as her second orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy clenched rhythmically, squirting lightly around my shaft, soaking my balls and the sheets beneath us. The sight and sensation pushed me closer to the edge, but I held back, wanting more.

I gently laid her on her back again, hooking her legs over my shoulders. This angle let me drive even deeper, my heavy balls slapping against her ass with every powerful thrust. “Look at me, love,” I commanded softly. Her eyes locked on mine, full of adoration and raw desire. The connection was electric—scientifically, it was mirror neurons firing, empathy and lust intertwining; erotically, it was pure soul-merging intimacy.

I fucked her with long, deliberate strokes, grinding my pelvis against her clit on every downstroke. Sweat slicked our bodies, making us glide together perfectly. Cheri’s hands roamed my back, nails scratching lightly, heightening every sensation. I leaned in, biting her neck possessively while pounding harder.

“You’re mine, Cheri. This pussy is mine. I love how you take every inch.”

“Yes! Yours, baby… fill me up,” she gasped.

The pressure built unbearably. My balls tightened, cock swelling inside her. With a deep, guttural groan, I buried myself completely and erupted. Thick ropes of cum flooded her womb, pulse after pulse, so much it overflowed around my shaft, mixing with her juices. I kept thrusting through it, prolonging the ecstasy until we were both trembling.

We collapsed together, kissing lazily, my softening cock still nestled inside her. After a few minutes of cuddling, we cleaned up; wiping down with warm towels, laughing at the mess we’d made. We stripped the soaked, cum-covered sheets and put on fresh ones, the domestic ritual somehow still charged with intimacy.

Finally in bed, Cheri curled against my chest, tracing patterns on my skin. “Tomorrow’s going to be fun,” she murmured, a hint of mischief in her voice. “Raven seemed… very interested.”

I smiled, stroking her hair. “Yeah. Should be an interesting night in the hot tub. I love you, Cheri. Can’t wait to see where it goes.”

“Love you more,” she whispered, already drifting off.

Sleep came easily, dreams filled with possibilities!