Ellen's Entrance
Author's note: this is just some absolutely shameless smut with no other redeeming social values - except that it's hopefully free of typos!
Hunter opened the door to his hotel room, and paused as he heard voices - and a familiar sound. A buzzing sound. He stood and listened.
"Honey, please, you have to let me use my tongue. This isn't as good for you and you know it." That was his wife's voice.
"No! It will work, just give me a little more time - oohhhh!" Another voice - female.
Hunter had known Steph had experimented with women. But what he saw when he came down the short hallway was unexpected to say the least.
Ellen, one of the production assistants, was sitting in the chair in their room, naked from the waist down. His wife of three months, Steph, was kneeling before her, between her spread legs, applying a vibrator to the woman's clit.
"What the hell?" Hunter said.
Steph jumped to her feet and turned off the vibrator. "Hunter, let me explain."
"I should go," Ellen said, getting up from the chair. She was a blonde, Hunter noted, all the way down to the tiny patch of hair left on her mound. And she had great looking tits under that shirt.
"Sit down," Hunter said to Ellen. "And keep your legs open. That's a tasty view." To Steph he said, "What's the story, morning glory? Am I not doing it for you any more, babe? You got to get a bit on the side?" He sprawled in the armchair on the other side of the suite.
"No!" Steph cried. "Baby, you know I meant it when I said I wasn't going to do anyone else when we got married." She crawled into his lap, trying to reassure him. "Ellen needed me."
"You better explain yourself, Steph," Hunter said.
"Let me," said Ellen. "Steph and I have been . . . involved for a while. But nothing since you guys got married. But I needed something, and Steph was trying to help me."
"What did you need, tasty Ellen?" Hunter was looking over her body with interest.
"I needed to come," Ellen said simply.
Hunter raised his eyebrows, and Steph hurried to explain. Officially, Steph had been Ellen's boss and mentor. Unofficially, they had been lovers for over a year. Not exclusive, but certainly active. Hunter smirked at that - he knew Steph was a bitch in heat most of the time. But he had insisted that there be no-one else if they married. He was a horny bastard himself, and they fucked two and sometimes three times a day, which was plenty fine to keep Steph happy. And it was true, Ellen hadn't been doing anything to Steph, and Steph was fully dressed.
He had a sudden urge to fuck. Steph felt his cock harden under her.
"Ellen, baby, why don't you let me help?" he purred.
"No thanks," she said. "I don't like cock."
"You're gay?"
"No, just don't like cock. I prefer getting my pussy licked. Steph was always real good at that," Ellen said with a soft smile at Steph.
"So, exactly what did you two do?"
"Well, Steph likes getting her pussy licked too, so for a while we just 69'd. But then we found a better way."
Hunter felt his cock getting harder. He looked at his wife with lust in his eyes, then back at Ellen. "Go on." His hand slipped up under Steph's blouse and started tickling her nipple, making her moan.
"I see you know the trick," Ellen said. "Steph loves having her nipples sucked. So I would suck her nipples and finger fuck her for hours. She'd come like mad, and then she'd go down on me. She's got a great tongue, and she made me wild. But since you and she hooked up, we haven't been together and I've been horny as hell."
"You don't know how to finger yourself?" Hunter asked.
Ellen moaned and slid her fingers into her slit. "Of course I do! But it's not the same. I was doing that this afternoon in the ladies when Steph came in. She understood and invited me up here. She wanted to help, but I wouldn't let her. She's married to you now. So we were using the vibe, but it's not the same either." Her fingers moved over her swollen clit, and Hunter was so turned on by it. He loved watching women masturbate, and Steph did it for him all the time. Ellen moaned and whimpered and pulled her fingers away from her pussy. "It's no good! I can't make myself come hard enough."
"Good looking chick like you can't find anyone else?" Hunter tweaked Steph's nipple, getting her hotter.
"I'm picky. Trish and I were doing it, but she's been humping Christian lately and hasn't had time for it. And the guys all expect hummers and I told you - I don't like cock. Steph and I had the perfect arrangement, but then she married you."
"Steph, is Ellen's pussy tasty, baby?"
"Oh yes, Hunter. Very tasty," Steph smiled. He wasn't mad, he was excited. This could turn out well for everyone.
"And you'd like to help her out, make her come?"
"Of course! I'm getting all the action I could ever want from you, but Ellen isn't so lucky. The vibe was her idea - she said she didn't me to be unfaithful to you by using my body. But vibes aren't as good as tongue on your clit, so it wasn't working so good. I wanted to lick her, but she kept refusing. Hunter, baby, will you let me lick her and get her off? I can't stand to see her like this!"
Ellen was still moaning softly in her chair, her fingers once again rubbing her swollen clit.
"Ellen? Would you like it if Steph went down on you?" Hunter asked.
The only response was a low moan of need.
"Okay, here's how it's going to go. You don't touch my wife, Ellen. Her body is mine now, and I take care of her. But I don't mind sharing her mouth. So, she gets to go down on you and I get to watch. Deal?"
Ellen and Steph looked at him in disbelief, and then nodded.
"Steph, go over there and help Ellen out, she looks like she could use it. Ellen, baby, slip that blouse off. I like to look at tits," Hunter stood up and walked to the head of the bed. He stripped off his pants and leaned back on the headboard, lazily stroking his hard-on. "I'm a lucky man - most guys don't get to see this kind of action live without paying for it."
Ellen took off her blouse and Steph slipped between her legs. "Baby, I am going to make you feel better, so you just relax."
Ellen lay back in the chair and spread her legs wider. Hunter could see how wet she was, and then his vision was obscured by his wife's head. From Ellen's moan, Steph was every bit as good with her tongue on pussy as she was on cock. Steph's hands rested gently on the woman's thighs as she worked her, and it wasn't long before Ellen moaned and her body spasmed. Steph kept licking her through her orgasm, and Ellen kept coming. Finally she calmed and Steph raised her head and looked over her shoulder at Hunter.
"Damn, that was hot. How do you feel now, Ellen?" Hunter asked.
"Better."
"Could you go again?"
"Hell yes. When Steph and I were together she went down on me for hours and I couldn't get enough."
"Then come over here and lay down on the bed baby, and get comfortable. I've got an idea," Hunter smirked. "Steph, strip baby. We're going to have us some three way fun."
When they were all naked on the bed together, Hunter explained the plan. "Ellen, you'll travel with us as usual, but you'll always get an adjoining room to ours. And either Steph or I will take care of that sweet pussy of yours. You won't touch either of us. If Steph's doing you, I can fuck her from behind. If I'm doing you, Steph can ride me while you sit on my face. That way everyone gets off. How's that sound?"
"Perfect," Ellen's eyes lit up. "So who gets to do me now? Cos I am still horny."
"Steph, take care of her and I'll take care of you," Hunter said. As Ellen lay down and spread her legs, Steph got on her knees between them. Hunter stood at the end of the bed and as Steph's tongue lapped at Ellen's pussy, he fucked her from behind. Later, they switched off, and Hunter went down on Ellen while Steph rode his cock. The three of them ended up curled up together in the king size bed, sated.
Hunter was pleased. This was what marriage was all about - compromise and sharing.