Catbird Seat

Here we go, Tom thought as he pulled up in front of his apartment and saw her sitting on the hood of her car. Alexa was a neighbor from the next building over, and she flirted relentlessly with him. She wasn't even particularly subtle about it when he was with his wife.

What she didn't know was that Felicia didn't mind. She acted as if she did, but it was just playing into her fantasies. They had even considered letting it go a little farther, but decided that was playing with fire. She was barely eighteen, and obviously not very discreet. They had plenty of playmates to feed into their kinks, so there was no sense adding the potential complication.

Tom thought the young woman looked a little unsteady when she stood up as soon as he shut off his car. He assumed she'd been drinking, as it was after midnight, and hardly out of character.

Alexa sauntered toward him in a black mini skirt, a deep-necked, off-white top, heels, and black stockings. She looked as if she'd been out partying, which added to his suspicion that she might be drunk.

He climbed out of his car, ready to act nervous as she shoved her tits in his face.

"Alexa," he said when she was a couple of steps away. He was surprised to see her pull out her phone instead of trying to ply her considerable feminine whiles on him. She stepped right up to him and held up her phone.

Shit, he thought as he saw the picture of their cat looking through the curtains of the bedroom window. They were careful to make sure he never got in the front window, but the bedroom window had a view of nothing but the brick wall of the apartment building next door and some electric meters, so they weren't as diligent about it.

"You do know there's a no pets clause in the lease, right?" Alexa asked as she slipped her phone back into her pocket.

"Yes," Tom answered. While it was technically true, the man who owned the company running the gated community was a family friend, and they weren't actually bound by it. He only asked that they make a reasonable effort to keep the cat hidden from the neighbors.

"Don't try to tell me that's not your cat. I took the picture myself," Alexa said.

Tom responded, "Okay. Fine. So?"

Alexa sprouted a devious grin and nodded toward his apartment door.

Tom sighed theatrically, pulled out his keys, and unlocked the door. Felicia was in her pajamas — which left little to the imagination — and all sultry smiles when she saw him. That changed as soon as Alexa appeared behind him. Her eyes darted everywhere.

"She knows about the cat," Tom said. "She's got a picture of him."

Felicia stopped her frantic search and bit her bottom lip — looking concerned.

"That's right. I know you've got a cat in here," Alexa smugly said as she leaned against the kitchen bar. "All I have to do is take this picture to the office, and it's either you, or the cat."

Tom said, "Okay, it's obvious you want something. So what do we need to do to keep you quiet about the cat?"

The young woman's smile turned even more devilish. "Well then, if you want to keep the pussy, you're going to have to eat my pussy."

"What?" Tom exclaimed as his wife let out a shocked gasp.

"You heard me," Alexa said. "Let me sit on your face until I can't breathe from coming, and I won't take this to the office."

"You're drunk. You can't be serious," Felicia said.

"Oh, I'm so serious," Alexa countered. "And I want you to watch, too."

Felicia gasped again, but this time, there was something different to the sound, and he knew what it was. He kept a straight face, but said, "I need to talk to my wife."

"Make it quick. You've got a couple of minutes before I walk out the door, and then it's goodbye pussy."

His wife stood and walked into the hallway with Tom close behind. Once they were by the bedroom door, he leaned in and whispered, "She has no idea."

"Oh my god," Felicia said, and shuddered. "The thought of her riding your face... She has no idea what she's in for."

"Think you can act all pissed off and keep your hands out of your pants?"

"It won't be easy. My panties are going to be soaked. Think she'll try for more?"

Tom gave his wife's ass a quick, surreptitious squeeze. "I hope so."

"Time's up," Alexa called from the front room.

Felicia brushed her fingers against the bulge from his erection, and then adopted a scowl. Tom did his best to look anxious as he turned.

Once back in the front room, he asked, "If I do this, then we can keep our cat?"

"I said I wouldn't tell anyone. So what's it going to be?" Alexa said.

Tom looked at his wife, who looked appropriately stiff and mad. He then turned back to Alexa, let his shoulders slump, and said, "Okay."

The young woman shivered and groaned. "Take your clothes off."

"You didn't say anything about that," Felicia snapped.

"Well, it's happening," Alexa said as she popped the button on her skirt.

Felicia crossed her arms in front of her chest, pursed her lips, and looked away.

Tom did his best to look resigned as he pulled his shirt over his head, and made a point not to look at Alexa. That was easier said than done as he heard a zipper coming undone, and saw her pushing her skirt down in his peripheral vision.

"Hurry up and get those pants off," Alexa demanded.

Tom clenched his teeth, unbuttoned his pants, and shoved them down along with his boxers.

Alexa gasped and moaned. "Oh my. Look at that. He's hard. He wants this," she taunted.

Tom kept his eyes averted as he wriggled and stomped his way out of his jeans.

"Lay down right there on the floor," Alexa ordered. "And I said you had to watch."

Tom watched his wife artfully hesitate, and then snap her gaze toward him kneeling. Since Alexa's eyes were on his wife for a moment, he took in the young woman's revealed body. Her pussy was shaved bare, and looked absolutely delicious.

Alexa barely gave him time to lie down before walking over him. She stood above him, pulled a tit out of her loose-fitting top and fondled it. "You want to eat this pussy, don't you?"

He answered with a slight shake of his head, but his mouth was watering and his cock was bouncing.

The raven-haired eighteen-year-old squatted down. She sat on his chest with her pussy just out of reach, and he got the first whiff of her musk, which sent chills shooting up and down his spine.

Alexa reached back, gave his erection a squeeze, and said, "This says different."

He heard his wife draw in a breath as if to speak.

"What?" Alexa asked her. "Something to say?"

Felicia remained silent. A growling moan escaped Alexa as she lifted off his chest and left her pussy hovering above his lips.

"Remember, you have to get me off good, or the deal's off. So you'd better lick the fuck out of this pussy," Alexa said before sitting on his face.

It took a supreme act of willpower not to stab his tongue deep into her fresh young pussy. Instead, he brushed his tongue over her folds tentatively.

"You'd better get in there and do this—"

Her words vanished in a squeal when he pushed his tongue between her lips and lapped up her abundant nectar.

"That's right. Eat that pussy," Alexa ordered as he swirled his tongue over her walls, gathering up her juices. "He's loving it. Look at his dick jumping."

Tom pulled his tongue out of her depths and swiped it upward, brushing her clit, and eliciting a yelp from the young woman. She ground her pussy against his face and let out an evil growl.

Her fingers fisted in his hair as he worked her clit. Alexa rode his face and moaned. He caught a momentary glimpse of her pinching her nipple as he suppressed his own moans. She tasted wonderful, and he knew his wife was aching to touch herself as she watched.

"Just like that," Alexa said, and then growled. "Don't you stop. Suck my clit."

Tom did exactly that and secretly reveled when she responded by crying out. He sucked her swollen button and worried it with the tip of his tongue.

Alexa cried, "Ah shit! Fuck yes! Ohhh... So fucking good."

"Just make her come," Felicia said with apparent exasperation.

"That's right. Make me come all over your face while she watches. You know he's loving it. He's so fucking hard. He loves eating my little pussy. It tastes so much better than her worn out cunt, doesn't it? Bet you'd love to fuck me."

He certainly would have. He'd love to fuck her, blow a load inside her, and watch his wife lick her clean. She would love it as well. Felicia had a humiliation kink, and it was especially strong when another woman was doing it. Tom kept the pressure on.

Soon enough, he could hear her breathing picking up. Her whimpers and moans grew louder. She was soaking wet, and he could feel her pussy juice dribbling down his cheeks and chin.

"He's... He's loving it. Look at that dick leaking," Alexa said, continuing to taunt his wife.

Tom knew that the only torture Felicia was experiencing was her pussy aching to be touched. He decided that a little evil for evil was appropriate, grabbed Alexa's ass, and sucked her clit hard.

Alexa screamed — the sound loud, long, and warbling.

Tom devoured her barely legal pussy. Alexa whimpered, yelped, pulled his hair, and ground her pussy into his face. She'd stopped taunting Felicia, because she didn't have enough wits left to do so.

"Oh! Oh f-fuck! Ah! Ah! Ah!" the young woman cried as she rushed toward orgasm.

It took a fair amount of willpower not to growl into her pussy as he ate her. Alexa turned them both on, so they'd fantasized about it more than once. Now it was real, and she tasted every bit as sweet as they'd imagined.

Tom saw little flashes of what was going on above him whenever she wasn't leaned forward enough to block his vision. She was mauling her big tits in her hands, and her head lolled from side to side when it wasn't jerking from jolts of pleasure.

He knew he had her when he could feel the muscles in her ass clenching, and her intimate muscles tugging at the swollen clit between his lips.

Alexa lurched and wailed as she came. A second later, she fell forward onto her hands, yanking her clit from his lips. Tom kept a tight grip on her ass and latched back on as soon as he could. The young woman rewarded him with a shriek.

Tom could feel where her trembling arms were barely keeping her upright, but he refused to relent. Her cries turned sharp and pained, and then suddenly, she yanked away from his face with strength born of desperation.

He tilted his head back and watched the young woman bury her face in the seat of the recliner — her body trembling. Then he looked at his wife.

Felicia's eyes were absolutely alight. Her nipples were tenting her pajama top, and her face was red. She took advantage of the younger woman's inattention to press her fingers into the crotch of her pajamas, assuaging the ache between her legs.

Tom sat up, let his wife see his face covered in pussy juice, and licked his lips. She shuddered and her eyes rolled up in her head.

A loud gasp caused them both to flinch, but Alexa had turned her head facing the opposite direction of his wife, so she hadn't seen what passed between the couple. The young woman panted for breath and twitched from the lingering aftershocks of her climax.

Knowing he might be in Alexa's peripheral vision — assuming she opened her eyes — Tom sat and looked appropriately embarrassed. His wife had no such worries, and mimed squeezing the younger woman's ass. She then slipped a hand into her pajama bottoms, arched her back as she touched herself, and withdrew her fingers covered in pussy nectar.

Felicia sucked her fingers clean just in time, because Alexa groaned and pushed up from the chair.

A final shiver rippled through the raven-haired woman as she turned, squeezed her breasts, and moaned. "Oh, that was fucking good."

"You got what you wanted," Felicia said with a titter in her voice that made it sound as if she was on the verge of sobbing.

"I don't remember saying that I only had to come once," Alexa countered.

Felicia blew a breath out through her nose, folded her arms in front of her chest again and said, "Oh, now I suppose you want to sit on my face too?"

Tom was certain that his wife was pushing too hard, and expected Alexa to react with disgust.

He was wrong.

"That's right. It's your turn. Get on the fucking floor, bitch," Alexa demanded.

Felicia masterfully put on an expression that mimicked the disgust he'd expected from Alexa, and mingled it with just the right amount of fear. Damn, she's outdoing herself, he thought.

"What are you waiting for?" Alexa asked. "Get. On. The. Fucking. Floor."

Felicia's jaw quivered as she gave a shake of her head.

Alexa shrugged. "Guess it's bye-bye pussy then." She walked toward where she'd dropped her skirt and panties.

"Wait. I..." Felicia paused, whimpered, and then slid off the couch.

Alexa let out an absolutely wicked chuckle, followed by an equally sadistic moan. She pointed at Tom and said, "You. Come here."

Tom pulled his legs under him as his wife lay down on the floor with what appeared to be enormous trepidation. Once he gained his feet, Alexa grabbed his cock and pulled him over to Felicia.

Alexa stood over his wife, looked down at her, and rubbed her still glistening pussy with one hand while she stroked Tom with the other. Felicia's nose was scrunched up and her lips were tightly pursed — as if she was about to gag.

The eighteen-year-old wiggled her hips as she squatted over his wife. She kept hold of his erection, and once she sat on Felicia's chest, she pulled him close and started tonguing the head of his cock while staring into his wife's eyes.

After a few tickles of her tongue, she cut her eyes up at him. Alexa smiled and twitched her eyebrows before parting her lips and taking him in.

Tom clenched his teeth and fought off a groan. The young woman was obviously no stranger to sucking cock. He wanted nothing more than to grab a handful of hair and enjoy it, but he kept up appearances.

Alexa bobbed her head, sucking him hard and deep for a few seconds. She let him go with a pop and a gasp, and then looked down at Felicia. "You like that? No? Well, you won't be able to see in a second anyway."

With that, she scooted forward and buried his wife's face in her pussy. Felicia let out a sound that was half a groan and half a whimper. It was Oscar-worthy.

"Now lick my fucking cunt while I suck his cock," Alexa ordered. Though he couldn't see it, he assumed Felicia was following that command from the younger woman's smug "Mmm hmm."

Alexa ground her pussy into his wife's face for a few seconds, and then turned her attention back to him. He couldn't hold back a quiet groan when her hot young mouth engulfed him. Alexa's eyes lit up, and she sucked him with a skill and enthusiasm beyond her years.

After a few delightfully torturous seconds, she let him slip from her lips and said, "You'd better do better than that. Lick my fucking pussy. Mmmm! That's right."

She stroked his saliva-slick member in her hand, and then gave it a tight squeeze. Tom breathed hard through his nose, doing his best to keep up the act.

"He's so fucking hard. He's loving it," Alexa sneered.

She sucked him for a few strokes, exaggerating the croaks of his cock pushing into her throat. Apparently, he and his wife weren't the only ones acting.

Alexa gasped, sniffled, and blinked her watery eyes when she let him go. "Fuck," she exclaimed while jerking him. "You'd better start getting me there, or I'm just going to use this instead."

A muffled protest emerged from between the young woman's thighs.

"Then fucking eat that pussy like you mean it." Alexa grabbed a handful of his wife's hair and pulled her tighter against her pussy. She growled and shivered from Felicia's tongue slathering over her.

It only lasted a few seconds, though. Alexa looked at the cock in her hand, bit her bottom lip, and said, "You know what — fuck it. Fuck me over her face."

"No," Felicia pitifully moaned.

"What was that?" Alexa growled.

Felicia stammered, "I... I..." She then went silent.

"That's what I fucking thought," Alexa said as she fell forward onto her hands. She looked at Tom and said, "Hurry up."

He stepped to the side, and then over his wife. Quiet almost-sobbing whimpers emerged from the floor under Alexa's sexy ass. When Tom looked down at his wife's pussy slick face, she smiled for a moment and twitched her eyebrows. The younger woman couldn't see it, but he was amazed his wife's hard nipples hadn't already given the whole thing away. They looked stiff enough to cut right through her pajama top.

Tom settled onto his knees and took a deep breath for Alexa's benefit, because she was looking over her shoulder at him.

Alexa said, "Now stick it inside me. I want you to give it to me."

Felicia reached up, cradled his balls with her fingertips, and then slowly slid them up his length. An inch or so behind the head, she curled them around him, and aimed his cock at the pussy above. Then she gave a little tug.

Alexa grunted as he penetrated her, and then groaned as his cock stretched her young pussy. He managed to suppress his own groan of pleasure, but it wasn't easy. She was obviously experienced, but that pussy was virgin tight, and soaking wet.

"H-holy fucking shit," Alexa exclaimed as his balls pressed against her. "Oh, that fucking dick is huge. Mmmm! Now fuck me."

Tom grasped her hips and slowly pumped his, drawing out deep moans from the young woman. She felt amazing, and it was all the better because he knew his wife was loving it. This was a game they played regularly, but it had never been real before. The edge of having Alexa genuinely trying to dominate Felicia surely had her aroused into a near frenzy. He knew it was making him hot as fuck.

"Oh, that's right. Let me feel that whole big fucking dick. So fucking deep," Alexa said. "You like that? Like watching him fuck my little pussy? I know he loves it. I can feel that dick throbbing. He's loving my little teenage pussy."

Tom took advantage of the younger woman's distraction to admire the way her pussy distended every time he pulled back. After only a few strokes, he could already feel her juices starting to meander through the creases of his balls.

The raven-haired woman loudly voiced her pleasure. "Oh. Yes. Fuck. Ah!" She then demanded, "Lick it while he fucks me. I want you to taste me on his dick."

Felicia fidgeted until she could prop herself up on her elbows. Tom growled when her tongue swiped over both of them.

Alexa let out a delighted squeal. "That's right. So fucking good. Make me come all over his cock."

Felicia wasn't playing around. Tom wondered if she was taking things a little too far as she vigorously lapped his cock and Alexa's pussy. The younger woman seemed too absorbed in her pleasure to realize.

It was having another concerning effect. Tom prided himself on his stamina, but between the barely-legal pussy he was buried in and his wife's flashing tongue, he was already feeling the first warning tickles in the head of his cock. He clenched his teeth, closed his eyes, and bent his will to keeping his cum down.

"Faster," Alexa gasped as he hit bottom a few strokes later.

Tom complied, and the faster pace thankfully took the edge off. Claps sounded as their flesh collided. Felicia kept chasing them both with her tongue for a while, but the uncomfortable position eventually got the better of her, and she let herself sink to the floor once more.

Alexa yelped and grunted with every thrust of his cock. He kicked up the pace while silently running some code through his head as a distraction, and she yowled in response.

Her ass rippled from the shockwaves of his cock slamming into her, and she jolted forward from the power of his thrusts. A glance let him see the young woman's big tits swinging erratically, and her flushed face. It was risky considering how hard he was fighting an eruption, but it was worth it.