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One brother took the clamp, and with my wife’s encouragement, squeezed it onto one nipple and then the other. Chloe nodded, and then the clamps were adjusted. Harder I assumed. The other brother then removed those and tried some other sets. My cock was becoming swollen in my pants.
I had a great view. My wife positioned herself between the twins. With the clamps still in place, it was time for some new toys to be sampled on Chloe’s willing body. She started to spread her legs, and I could see both of the men now sporting big bulges in their pants. By this point, everyone knew where this sales call was headed. Chloe slowly stood, removed her negligee and then the matching thong. Sitting back down on the couch, she lifted her knees up and spread them apart wide, offering her cunt for merchandise experimentation.
They reached for a tube of lubrication, but Chloe shook her head no. She must have been soaking wet. My wife needed no artificial lubricant. She took one of the twin’s hands and placed his finger toward her hole. Then the other twin had his turn. Chloe arched her back, thrusting her tits toward them as they spread some of her juice on her pinched and aching nipples. I watched as two men simultaneously fingered my wife.
I lost count of the number of dildos I saw, as they took them out one by one and used them on my wife’s pussy. Over and over again, every time they would use one, she would tell them something about it. They brought out a big white wand, and as one guy pressed it on her pussy and clit the other twin pulled on her nipple clamps. She shuddered with pleasure, but managed to deny herself an orgasm.
I wanted to leave the den right there and then to go fuck my wife. Damn! I needed to take my cock out as it was uncomfortable held captive in my jeans. I unzipped, and then removed them along with my Calvin Klein underwear.
I looked up and the twins were feeding on my wife’s tits. Sucking away while they fingered her, they were certainly enjoying themselves. Gentlemen, please get on with it, I needed relief too. Chloe looked up at me through the two-way mirror and smiled gently. She was loving this.
The twins sat up and took something out of the case, it looked like a butt plug, but I wasn’t entirely sure. Then I saw her turn around slowly and bend over, offering her puckered hole as she spread her legs wide. Oh yeah. It was a butt plug alright. They put some lube on her butt hole and easily pushed it up inside her. She squirmed, and when she turned around again, she lowered herself down onto her knees.
I looked for Kleenex for my load which I knew I would be spewing very soon. Walking over to the desk I spied a roll of paper towels. My wife thinks of everything.
The guys stood up, and within seconds, their own clothes were flying off. Seeing their super fit bodies made me realize I might have been ignoring the gym myself lately. I always made sure to maintain a toned physique, but these guys took it to another level. They had the bodies of Olympic swimmers.
Chloe’s mouth wrapped around one of the cocks before her. The other brother stood a foot away. Then she switched. She’d suck one cock for several minutes, and would then go back to the other. Back and forth. One of the brothers shifted position at one point, blocking my view. Without making it obvious, Chloe nudged him back to where he was, and then she sneaked a quick glance in my direction.
From there, they shifted positions and she went from kneeling upright to getting down on all fours. One of the guys positioned himself behind her, and slid his thick hard saliva-wet cock into Chloe’s dripping wet pussy. He began to thrust into her with steady, even strokes. His twin lowered himself onto his knees, and Chloe resumed sucking his cock.
I realized it was the first time I’d ever seen Chloe with all three of her holes filled. One cock was fucking her from behind, with another in her mouth, while the butt plug stayed embedded in her ass.
All the while, my own cock was in my hand, as stiff as anything.
I was pacing my strokes, so that my orgasm would hit when Chloe’s did. Come on baby, do it for me. Take that cock, suck and fuck it. Less than five minutes into the fucking, I heard her begin to groan and I saw her tremble, and I knew it was time. I clasped the end of my cock and squeezed it as I rapidly moved my foreskin up and down. Within a minute, I could feel the pre-cum moisture on the end of my dick. Up and down my hand moved in rapid motion. My chest tightened as my whole body was ready to explode as I watched just on the other side of this glass mirror as my wife sucked a big dick while being fucked too.
All four of us climaxed at the same time. It was a surreal moment.
There was a short rest period, and then it was time for round number two. The brother who orgasmed in Chloe’s mouth now wanted to sample her sweet pussy. She cleverly directed him to sit on the couch. His cock sticking straight up. However, rather than straddle him, she turned her back to him and then lowered herself onto his dick in a reverse cowgirl position. She was facing me, looking directly into the mirror, with a cock spearing into her. He clasped his big hands on my wife’s tits and squeezed them hard while he thrust into her. It was a brilliant move on her part. I could watch her face as she got fucked from behind, another vision I will never forget. For forty-five minutes the two cocks on the other side of the glass fucked my darling in an endless variety of positions until all four of us climaxed again.
They left a bunch of toys for my wife. Any good salesman would have done the same. Chloe put on her robe and saw her guests to the door. After they left, I offered to treat her to a nice hot bath so we could talk about our shared experience. Then my wife giggled.
“Hey, they forgot something,” Chloe said.
“What was that?” I asked, as I swept her into my arms to carry her toward the bathtub.
“There’s still a plug in my ass.” The glass butt plug inserted earlier was still soundly in place.
After a long bath, Chloe fell asleep while I lay beside her. I watched her quietly, thinking, occasionally planting a very soft kiss on her shoulder, ensuring not to awaken her. Love you my angel.
Chloe’s View:
Opening my eyes, I was all alone. No cuddle-time this morning. I knew it was time to get up. Where was my lovely husband? And what the hell was that awful ruckus that I was hearing?
At least there was the smell of coffee. I washed my face and strolled into the kitchen wearing loose pyjamas. Thankfully, there was only one final unit to be finished on our floor, and then all the construction would be over. No more dust in the hallways.
I love waking up to a bunch of emails, and yet I hate waking up to a bunch of emails. There was an email from Holly. It was another in a long series from her. She apologized yet again for stealing Jack’s watches and was happy to tell me she’s trying to retrieve it. She had pawned them off, but now secured a bit of cash and was trying to locate the buyer. Very soon she’d return it she promised. I wrote back asking her to please keep up the effort, and that I was grateful for her good intentions. I was still pissed, but my hope was getting his chain back, especially since it had been given to him by his grandmother. The watches could be replaced, but not the necklace.
I didn’t share the update with Jack because, until I had it in my hand, I couldn’t entirely trust her. What if she needed another fix again? Fingers crossed she’d stay true to her words. She was apparently staying in some scum’s apartment who was being evicted, of course. There were nights I swore she slept on the streets.
I sipped on my coffee and opened my next email. It was from an old college friend with whom I had taken philosophy and a pre-law class. She was inviting me to sex-toy party, which I politely declined. Yeah, no thanks! While Jack and I are crazy and kinky, we don’t mix that world with our close friends.
Just for a laugh, I showed Jack the link. This business was run by twin brothers who were as good looking as a Bradley Cooper. These guys were definitely model material. I’m sure that was part of the appeal. I bet the chicks we
nt nuts with these two working the room. In the video, they displayed all the latest wands, vibes, and clit-ticklers. A typical evening would consist of a one-hour presentation, followed by Q&A, and then they’d set up in a bedroom so each woman could make her purchases in private. You had to admire their entrepreneurial spirit!
To my dismay, the promotional video we watched inspired an idea in Jack. Uh oh. Why is it that with dismay always arrives that persistent tingle in my pussy? I’m such a slut!
I nearly jumped for joy, both of us simultaneously referencing something we’d talked about before which was putting an interior window between the living room and the den. I had it in my head that the den would make a perfect baby’s room, when and if, we had our first child here. I was sure we wouldn’t live in this condo forever, but we’d be here for at least the next ten years, and who knows, by then we might well have started our family. A window between the two rooms would make it super easy to peek in to the baby’s room.
Only Jack and I would be quirky enough to dream up such a scheme.
Serendipitously, a loud banging radiated from the condo next door. It was fate, literally knocking on our door. The workers were right there, and before my coffee could get cold, Jack was over there negotiating. Luckily, I had thought about the size and location of the portal in advance. I quickly covered the furniture and Korhani area rug with spare bed sheets while the men cut through the drywall. Presto. They’d be back later in the week, after we purchased the glass, and the job would be done.
Thursday came in a flash. I just had no idea Jack was going to tell me to make the call, that night! I was caught off guard, but was also nervous about the whole thing. In a way, I was glad to dive right in and see if I could pull it off. I rehearsed in my head and anticipated questions or obstacles. Perhaps they were booked for months in advance? If so, what would I say? The biggest complication of course, was that I wasn’t booking an actual party. Instead, I simply wanted them to make a sales call.
