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By LoveBoy
Leah’s confidence was mesmerizing as she rose from the couch, her dress slipping from her shoulders and pooling around her ankles. She reached for Andre’s hand, a sly smile curving her lips as she led him toward the bedroom, her bare skin glowing in the dim light of the hallway. She glanced back at me, her eyes full of mischief and something deeper—an invitation, a promise.
“Come on, Brian,” she said softly, her voice a melodic command. “This isn’t just for him. It’s for you too.”
I followed, my heart pounding in my chest, the heat of arousal mixing with a tinge of uncertainty. Leah stopped at the foot of the bed, reaching for the bedside table. From the drawer, she pulled out a small bottle of coconut oil, the slick glass catching the light as she handed it to Andre. Her voice was low and sultry as she spoke to him, the confidence in her tone sending shivers down my spine.
“I want you to take my ass tonight,” she said simply, her gaze unwavering as she placed the oil in his hand.
Andre smirked, his composure as steady as ever. “You know I’d love that,” he said, his voice dripping with approval. “And I’ll make sure it’s everything you want.”
Leah stepped closer to me then, her fingers trailing lightly over my arm as she leaned in, her breath warm against my ear. “And later, I’m going to fuck you,” she whispered, her words laced with both affection and authority.
My stomach flipped at her declaration, the memory of what she’d done to me just a couple nights ago flashing vividly in my mind. The way she had taken control, her movements deliberate and confident—it had been equal parts humbling and exhilarating. Her words now, the promise of a repeat, sent a rush of heat through me.
I couldn’t find the words to respond, stunned by her boldness, but she wasn’t done yet. Leah’s lips brushed against my earlobe as she teased, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. “You’re not the only one getting fucked in the ass tonight.”
Her playful cruelty lit something inside me—a mix of submission and arousal so intense it made me dizzy. She pulled back slightly, her blue eyes locking with mine, her expression full of mischief and love. Before I could process her words fully, she turned back to Andre, guiding him toward the bed with an ease that spoke volumes about her confidence and her comfort with both of us.
Andre sat at the edge of the bed, the coconut oil still in hand as Leah climbed onto the mattress, positioning herself on all fours. She looked over her shoulder, her eyes dark with desire as she waited for him to take the lead. He moved with a calm authority, his hands smoothing over her hips before leaning forward to place a kiss at the small of her back.
“Relax,” he murmured, his tone soothing yet commanding. “I’ll take care of you.”
Leah glanced at me once more, her gaze softening as she spoke. “Watch, Brian. Watch and remember this moment. Later, it’s your turn.”
I nodded, my throat too tight to respond. This was Leah at her most uninhibited, her most authentic self, and I couldn’t help but feel both honored and overwhelmed to witness it. As the night unfolded, the boundaries between us blurred even further, the trust and connection we shared deepening in ways I hadn’t thought possible.
And through it all, Leah’s promise lingered in my mind—a promise of intimacy, of exploration, and of the ever-evolving bond we shared. This wasn’t just about surrender or control; it was about discovering who we were, together.
Leah glanced over her shoulder, her confidence radiating as she locked eyes with me. Her hands slid down her back and to her hips, her fingers spreading her cheeks as she presented herself to Andre, an unspoken invitation that sent a jolt through my entire body. My breath hitched, the sight of her so open, so willing, a mix of arousal and reverence.
Andre’s presence loomed behind her, his movements slow and deliberate as he poured a small amount of the coconut oil into his palm. The glow of the bedside lamp cast a warm light over the scene, making every detail even more vivid. His hands moved confidently, spreading the oil over himself and then to Leah, his touch firm yet careful as he prepared her. She shivered beneath him, her body responding to his touch with eager anticipation.
“Good girl,” Andre murmured, his voice deep and smooth as he positioned himself. “You know exactly what I like.”
Leah moaned softly at his words, her cheeks flushed as she arched her back slightly, presenting herself even more. “Yes, Andre,” she whispered, her voice trembling with a mix of submission and excitement. “I want you to take all of me.”
Andre looked at me then, his dark eyes sharp and full of control. “Brian,” he said calmly, “I want you to pay attention. Your wife has something she needs to say.”
Leah glanced back at me, her expression softening into something almost playful. She licked her lips, a mischievous gleam in her eyes. “Brian,” she purred, her voice dripping with teasing affection, “I want you to watch me. Watch how much I love this.”
Her words sent a wave of heat through me, my body reacting despite the ache of the cage. I couldn’t look away, completely captivated as Andre began to press into her, his movements slow and deliberate. Leah gasped, her hands clutching at the sheets as her body adjusted to him.
“Tell him, Leah,” Andre said, his tone firm but patient. “Tell Brian who owns you right now. Tell him why you crave this.”
Leah moaned, her voice breathless yet deliberate as she turned her head to look at me. “Brian,” she began, her tone equal parts teasing and sincere, “right now, Andre owns me. He’s so big, so thick, he fills me in ways no one else can.”
The words hit me like a tidal wave, arousing and humbling me in equal measure. She bit her lip, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment before opening to meet mine again.
“I love his Black cock,” she continued, her voice trembling with arousal. “I love how it stretches me, how he takes me to places I’ve never been before. It’s… intoxicating.”
Andre pushed deeper, drawing a sharp cry from Leah as her hands gripped the sheets tighter. Her eyes remained locked on mine, her teasing tone shifting into something more affectionate.
“But don’t think I’ve forgotten about you, baby,” she said, her voice soft but deliberate. “I love how you watch me, how you get off on this. My cuckold husband, locked in your cage. It makes me want to give you everything later. Everything.”
Her words sent another jolt through me, the tension in my body reaching a fever pitch. Andre’s movements grew more deliberate, his confidence unwavering as he claimed her fully. Each thrust drew a mix of moans and gasps from Leah, her pleasure evident in every sound she made.
“You hear that, Brian?” Andre said, his voice steady as he glanced at me. “She loves this. She loves being owned, being taken like this. And you? You’re lucky to have a wife who’s so open, so honest about what she wants.”
I nodded, my throat tight as I watched them, unable to respond with anything more than a quiet, breathless acknowledgment. Leah’s gaze softened as she looked at me again, her love for me evident even amidst her teasing and her surrender.
This was her moment, her chance to embrace every facet of herself. And for me, it was a reminder of the depth of our connection—the trust, the love, and the unspoken understanding that bound us together in this journey of exploration and surrender.
Andre positioned himself with deliberate control, the intensity in his eyes reflecting his mastery over the moment. Leah arched her back further, her hands gripping the sheets tightly as she moaned in anticipation. Her cheeks spread wide, revealing the vulnerable, intimate position she had willingly taken for him. Slowly, Andre pulled out of her glistening sex and he poured a generous amount of oil onto his already glistening cock. He began to press into her ass, his thickness stretching her inch by inch, drawing a low, guttural moan from deep within her.
Her hips bucked slightly as she adjusted to him, her body trembling with every deliberate movement. Each thrust sent a ripple through her round ass, the jiggle mesmerizing, the sight nearly overwhelming. I was transfixed, unable to look away as Andre pushed deeper, his hands gripping her hips firmly, guiding her to take all of him.
Leah turned her head, her flushed face full of passion as her eyes locked with mine. Her breath was ragged, her voice trembling yet commanding. “Brian,” she gasped, a wicked smile curling her lips, “strip for me. I want you naked. I want you to feel this moment completely.”
I hesitated for only a second before standing, my hands fumbling with my shirt as her moans filled the room. Her eyes stayed on me, filled with both affection and arousal as I peeled off my clothes piece by piece, the vulnerability of being fully exposed adding to the intensity of the moment.
“Good,” Leah purred, her voice both loving and teasing as she bit her lip. “Now, sit back and watch, baby. Watch what he’s doing to me.”
Andre thrust deeper, his pace steady but deliberate, each movement making her ass bounce enticingly. The sound of her pleasure filled the room, her moans a mixture of pain and ecstasy as she surrendered to the sensation.
“Do you see this, Brian?” Leah gasped, her voice trembling as she looked at me again. “Do you see how he stretches me, how he fills my asshole completely? It feels… so good, so intense. I love this, baby. I love how you’re watching me, how you’re a part of this.”
Her words sent a surge of heat through me, the mix of submission and arousal leaving me utterly enthralled. Andre leaned forward slightly, his hands spreading her cheeks further as he pushed deeper, eliciting a sharp cry of pleasure from her.
“You’re incredible, Leah,” Andre murmured, his voice low and commanding. “Your body responds so beautifully. And you, Brian—look at her. Look at how good her ass looks around my dark cock.”
I nodded, my voice caught in my throat as I watched Leah’s body move with each of Andre’s thrusts, her hips meeting his rhythm eagerly. The intensity between them was undeniable, but Leah’s gaze always returned to me, her love and connection grounding me in this surreal, charged moment.
Leah’s voice broke through my thoughts again, her tone soft but commanding. “I need you to stay with me, Brian. Watch me. Feel this with me.”
I nodded again, my body trembling as I sat back, fully immersed in the moment. This wasn’t just about Leah or Andre; it was about the trust we’d built, the boundaries we were exploring together. And as I watched her surrender so completely, so beautifully, I felt the depth of our bond strengthen in ways I hadn’t thought possible.
Andre’s pace quickened, his thrusts deliberate and deep, each one drawing a moan from Leah that seemed to fill every corner of the room. Her body trembled as she reached beneath herself, her fingers finding her clit and stroking it in time with his rhythm. Her pleasure was raw, uninhibited, and utterly mesmerizing.
Andre grunted low in his throat, his grip on Leah’s hips tightening as he leaned forward slightly, his voice steady yet laced with satisfaction. “Brian,” he said, locking eyes with me, “you’ve been good tonight. Patient. You’ll get your release once I’m finished with her. Until then, watch and learn.”
The words sent a jolt through me, anticipation and arousal burning hotter as I watched Leah’s body react to Andre’s control. Her back arched, her breath catching in her throat as her orgasm built to an overwhelming crescendo. A sharp cry escaped her lips as her entire body shook, her fingers pressing harder against her clit as she rode the waves of pleasure.
Andre slowed, his movements deliberate and precise as he let her catch her breath. He pulled back, easing out of her with a deliberate slowness, and then leaned back onto the bed, his muscular frame sprawled comfortably against the pillows. “Come here, Leah,” he said, his voice a deep, commanding growl. “I’m not done with you yet.”
Leah turned to him, her cheeks flushed, her lips slightly parted as she moved to straddle him once more. This time, she positioned herself in reverse cowgirl, her back facing him, but her gaze locked on mine. Slowly, she lowered herself onto him, taking him back into her ass with an ease that spoke of both confidence and surrender.
Her movements were slow at first, her hips undulating as she adjusted to his size. She moaned softly, her hands resting on her thighs for balance as she began to move, her body finding a rhythm that made her curves sway enticingly. Her eyes never left mine, a mischievous smile tugging at her lips as she spoke.
“Brian,” she purred, her voice dripping with affection and dominance, “come here.”
I obeyed, moving closer to where she sat astride Andre, her hips rolling in slow, deliberate circles. Leah reached for my hand, guiding me down between her legs. “Lick me,” she said, her tone commanding yet soft. “Make me come again, baby.”
I hesitated only for a moment before leaning forward, my tongue finding her swollen clit with practiced ease. Her taste was intoxicating, her scent filling my senses as I worked to please her. Her moans grew louder, her movements against Andre intensifying as she responded to both of us.
“Good boy,” Leah whispered, her voice trembling with pleasure. “That’s it. Keep going. Just like that.”
Her praise sent a surge of pride through me, the ache of the cage forgotten as I focused entirely on her. She rocked her hips harder, driving herself onto Andre’s massive cock while grinding against my tongue, her body caught in the overwhelming intensity of the moment.
Andre’s hands gripped her waist, guiding her movements as he groaned low in his throat, his control as steady as ever. “You’re incredible, Leah,” he murmured, his voice thick with arousal. “And Brian—you’re doing exactly what she needs. Don’t stop.”
I didn’t. I stayed with her, my tongue moving in sync with her hips as she rode the edge of another orgasm. Her cries grew louder, her body shaking as she finally tumbled over, her release washing over her in waves.
Leah collapsed forward slightly, her hands bracing on Andre’s thighs as she caught her breath. She looked back at me, her eyes shining with gratitude and affection. “You’re perfect, Brian,” she said softly. “Both of you. This is exactly what I wanted.”
Andre shifted suddenly, his strength evident as he flipped Leah onto her back with a smooth motion, her body sinking into the plush bedding. Her legs instinctively spread, her glistening body on full display, trembling with anticipation. Andre positioned himself between her thighs, the commanding dominance in his movements captivating as he lined himself up with her once more.
Leah’s eyes met mine briefly, a soft, teasing smile tugging at her lips before Andre claimed her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. The kiss was searing, filled with raw intensity as his hips began to move, driving into her with a deep, relentless rhythm. Leah moaned into his mouth, her hands clutching his broad shoulders, pulling him closer as she surrendered completely.
The sound of their bodies moving together filled the room, the wet slaps of their connection mingling with Leah’s gasps and Andre’s low grunts. His pace quickened, each thrust causing her body to jolt and her moans to grow louder. Her hands moved to his back, nails digging into his skin as she met his rhythm, her body arching to take him deeper.
“God, Andre,” Leah gasped, her voice trembling with pleasure. “Don’t stop. Just like that.”
Andre growled low in his throat, his focus unwavering as he pushed her closer and closer to the edge. Their intensity built, their movements desperate and primal as they chased their mutual climax. Leah’s cries became louder, her voice breaking as her body quaked with another overwhelming orgasm, her walls clenching tightly around him.
Andre’s breathing grew ragged, his powerful thrusts becoming erratic as he reached his peak. At the very last second, he pulled out of her, positioning himself above her glistening sex and toned belly. With a deep, guttural groan, his body shuddered as his release began.
The first pulse of his hot cum coated Leah’s skin, thick and glistening as it landed across her belly and lower abdomen. He groaned again, another powerful jet following, and then another. Leah’s breath caught, her hands running over her own body, spreading the heat of his release as she watched him with awe and arousal.
Pulse after pulse came, the thick, milky ropes painting her flushed skin. By the time he finished, thirteen heavy streams had left her glistening, her belly, sex, and thighs glistening with his essence. The sight was overwhelming, their shared pleasure radiating through the room like a physical force.
Andre leaned back slightly, his chest heaving as he caught his breath. Leah reached for him, pulling him down into a soft, lingering kiss as her hands explored his chest. She turned her head to look at me, her eyes half-lidded but filled with affection and mischief.
“Brian,” she said softly, her voice filled with teasing satisfaction. “Come here. I want you to clean me up.”
Leah reclined against the bed, her body glowing with the aftermath of their shared passion, her skin glistening with Andre’s release. She locked eyes with me, her gaze equal parts teasing and commanding, her voice soft but firm as she repeated, “Come here, Brian. Clean me up.”
My heart pounded in my chest, my mouth watering as I crawled onto the bed, positioning myself between her legs. The smell of her arousal and Andre’s release was intoxicating, a heady mix that made my breath hitch. My gaze flicked to hers, seeking her approval, and she gave me a small, encouraging nod.
I leaned in slowly, my tongue darting out to lap at the thick, warm cum streaked across her skin. The taste was sharp, salty, and deeply intimate, a stark reminder of my submission. Leah’s soft moan as I started was both a reward and a command to continue. I moved carefully, my tongue sweeping over her belly, her hips, and lower, savoring every drop and ensuring not a single trace was left behind.
“Good boy,” Leah murmured, her voice filled with affection and satisfaction as her fingers threaded through my hair, guiding me. “Take your time. I want you to enjoy this as much as I do.”
Her praise spurred me on, and I became more deliberate, licking every inch of her skin with devotion. Each stroke of my tongue brought me closer to her center, where her arousal mingled with the remnants of Andre’s release. By the time I reached her thighs, she was trembling, her breathing uneven as she anticipated what was to come.
I paused, my tongue tracing along her inner thighs, savoring the moment before moving to her clit. Her body jerked slightly as my tongue made contact, her breath catching in her throat as I began to tease her swollen nub with slow, deliberate strokes. Her hand tightened in my hair, guiding me as her moans filled the room once again.
“Just like that,” she whispered, her voice trembling with pleasure. “Don’t stop, Brian. Make me come again.”
I focused entirely on her, my tongue moving in practiced, rhythmic circles as I flicked and sucked gently at her clit. Her hips began to buck against my mouth, her moans growing louder as she chased her release. I could feel her tension building, her thighs quivering around my face as she approached the edge.
“Oh God, Brian,” she gasped, her voice breaking as her orgasm hit. Her body arched off the bed, her cries filling the room as her climax overtook her. I stayed with her, my tongue never faltering as she rode out the waves of pleasure, her body trembling beneath me.
When she finally stilled, her chest heaving as she caught her breath, she looked down at me, her eyes shining with love and satisfaction. She cupped my face in her hands, pulling me up to meet her lips in a soft, lingering kiss.
“You’re perfect,” she whispered against my lips, her voice filled with affection. “Thank you.”
I rested my forehead against hers, my heart full as I whispered back, “Anything for you, Leah.”
The room was quiet except for our breathing, the intensity of the moment giving way to a deep, profound connection. We had pushed boundaries, explored new depths of trust and intimacy, and emerged stronger than ever. This was more than just an act—it was a testament to the love and trust we shared, and I knew I would follow Leah anywhere.
Andre stood from the bed, his movements casual and unhurried, his confidence radiating even as he began to dress. He glanced at Leah and me, his smirk tinged with satisfaction. “I’ll let you two have the rest of the night,” he said smoothly, adjusting his shirt. “Thanks for having me. Leah, you’re incredible, as always.”
Leah smiled up at him, her expression warm but calm. “Thanks, Andre. Tonight was… exactly what I wanted.”
Andre nodded, his gaze briefly meeting mine. “You’ve got a good one here, Brian,” he said, his tone laced with a subtle, knowing edge. “Take care of her.”
With that, he left, the sound of the door closing behind him leaving Leah and me alone in the quiet intimacy of our bedroom. The atmosphere was thick with the lingering heat of the night, but there was a shift—a new kind of tension settling between us.
Leah turned to me, her smile softening into something more mischievous as she sat up, her hands running down her still-glistening skin. “Now, baby,” she said, her voice low and teasing, “I think it’s time we had some fun. I’ll unlock you… but not yet.”
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