Page 147 of Bride By Initiation

She slowly tears her gaze off them, and her eyes widen when she sees it's me. She murmurs, "Sean, what are you doing here?"

"What areyoudoing here?" I question.

"Shh."

The woman begins screaming, and Zara and I snap our heads toward the scene.

The man behind the woman is tugging her hair, her head tilted so far back, she's staring at the ceiling. He's ramming his cock into her ass. Another man's continuing to thrust inside her pussy. The third man sprays his cum on her cheek.

My first instinct is that they're hurting her, but then I realize they're not.

She cries out, "More! I need more!"

Two men approach, one on each side of her, and start tugging her nipples.

She shrieks, "Yes! Yes! Oh God!"

I glance over at my wife and lean toward her ear. "Is this turning you on?"

She holds her breath and then turns toward me, and I see the arousal in her eyes.

I keep my voice level but fear what she'll reply, asking, "Is that what you want? A bunch of men doing that to you?"

She whispers, "No, but I like watching it. Is that weird?"

A wave of relief hits me. I stroke her hair, tucking it behind her ear, and answer, "No."

She turns. "Is it strange I'm turned on?"

"Oh God, fuck me harder!" the woman cries out.

My lips twitch. "No."

Zara doesn't flinch, ordering, "Then fuck me now, Sean."

My dick hardens. "Here?"

She nods. "Yes, here."

"You're serious?" I murmur.

Her lips twitch, and she nods.

I rise, shed my clothes, and motion for her to stand.

She obeys.

I slowly tug her shirt off over her head, unbutton her jeans, and slide them to the floor. I push her back onto the seat and then slowly pull the denim off her legs.

She holds her breath in anticipation.

I run my hands from her ankles, over her shins, and up the insides of her thighs, then softly stroke her slit.

She closes her eyes and whimpers.

I move my mouth to her leg, kissing her until I get to her pussy.

The grunts from the men turn louder.

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