“Oh,” she cried. “It’s cold and wet and tingles.”
He brushed the bristles along her inner thigh, and she groaned.
“Oh, what are you doing?”
“No questions, Mary,” Andrew said. “Enjoy.”
Once he had her pubic hair completely lathered, Jesse picked up the razor and began to shave her.
“What?”
With each stroke, her pussy lips were exposed as she struggled to move, but Andrew had tied her tightly.
With each stroke, she moaned and tried to lift her hips from the pillow. With each stroke, Jesse swiped the brush over her again, the bristles a tickling motion that was building her desire.
Once all the hair was removed, Jesse grinned at him. “That’s a gorgeous pussy.”
“Yes, hurry up, I want to taste it.”
“You’ve had a taste. This time, I’m going in.”
Jesse took a towel he had laid on the bed and wiped away the excess shaving cream. Then he leaned down and blew on the pink lips before he dove in, his fingers spreading her as his tongue found her shaven folds and he kissed them.
“Oh,” she cried. “Right there. That spot. Yes. Oh, please, yes.”
“Do you like it when we kiss your pussy,” Andrew asked.
“Yes, oh yes, more,” she said, trying to raise her hips.
Andrew suddenly had an idea and he ran downstairs and grabbed a jar of honey from the kitchen and a spoon.
When he got back upstairs, he motioned for Jesse to move and then he dribbled honey on her pussy, the sticky syrup coating her.
Again, she lifted her hips. “Oh, please.”
Jesse dove back in and she moaned. Next, Andrew drizzled the sticky stuff up her stomach, her abdomen, all the way to her breasts where he lathered the area. Then he put some on her lips and then he kissed her.
Her lips were compliant and he drove his tongue into her mouth, letting her taste the honey. She whimpered as he broke the kiss and made his way down her neck to her chest where he licked up the honey and nibbled on her nipples.
She tried to arch her back, but the ribbons held her firm.
“I’m going to come,” she cried.
“Not yet,” Jesse said. “I’m almost finished.”
Rising, he sucked on her clit and then he broke the kiss and smacked her on the pussy.
“Now you may come,” he said softly.
His fingers shoved into her pussy and she writhed beneath them.
It was the most beautiful sight Andrew had ever seen – their wife in the throes of an orgasm, resisting the feel of Jesse’s fingers as he brought her to the edge. It was an image he would never forget.
“Oh,” she cried as her body tensed and she vibrated beneath them. “Oh, please, what are you doing to me?”
Andrew reached up and untied the ribbons from her wrists and her legs, but he didn’t remove the blindfold. She reached for it and his hand stopped her.
“Leave it on,” he said. “One of us is going to fuck you from behind. You won’t know who.”
He rolled her to her knees and pulled her to the edge of the bed. The butt plug was snug in her bottom and he pulled it halfway out and twisted it.
She moaned and he continued to shove it in and out, her body opening and closing, just like she would soon be doing around their cocks.
Lining up his penis at her entrance, he pulled the plug out and then plunged both in at the same time.
“Andrew,” she cried. “Oh, Andrew.”
“Yes, darling, it’s me. I know you want it all. You’re a greedy, wanton woman and it’s my desire to give it all to you.”
She moaned as he plunged his cock deep into her pussy and she gripped him. Never had he experienced a woman quite like Mary.
Jesse stepped in front of her and put his cock on her lips. “Suck me, Mary.”
She opened her mouth and he slid in.
Gripping her waist, Andrew guided her onto his cock while thumping on the butt plug and moving it with the motion of his penis. Her hips smacked against his pelvis as he plunged into her again and again.
Two days ago, they had been lonely mine owners, but now they were happily married men and he couldn’t wait to get home at night. Right now, their life was almost perfect. Every time they had sex, he dreamed that this was the time they would impregnate her. This was the time that their son or daughter was being created and a thrill of anticipation went through him.
By marrying Mary, he would no longer be alone. He would no longer be that sad orphan that lived on the streets. And he would make certain that no child of his ever suffered if he died.
“Please,” she moaned around Jesse’s cock. “Let’s all come.”
With a smack of her ass, Andrew nodded at Jesse. “Now.”