It all started on that ordinary Tuesday afternoon — the first day Tyler ever knocked on Ava's door when she called him.
Ava had just finished her shower. She stood in front of the mirror, heart racing, wearing nothing but a thin white towel wrapped loosely around her body. Her pussy was already dripping.
She wanted to be watched.
She picked up her phone and called Sophia.
The line clicked after two rings.
"Hey, beautiful," Sophia answered, voice warm but already curious. "What's up?"
Ava's voice was low and husky. "Tyler's coming in the next ten minutes. The delivery guy I told you about. I'm only wearing a towel… and I'm not going to keep it on for long. If you want to watch me get fucked like a whore in my own living room… come over right now. Back door's unlocked. Hide wherever you want. Just don't let him see you."
There was a second of stunned silence.
Then Sophia's breathing quickened. "I'm already putting my shoes on. Don't start without me."
Sophia arrived in under four minutes, slipping quietly through the back door like a shadow. She was wearing a simple sundress, no panties, already soaked. Ava pointed silently toward the half-open guest room door that gave a perfect angled view of the living room and couch. Sophia blew her a kiss, mouthed "thank you," and disappeared inside, leaving the door cracked just enough.
The doorbell rang exactly on time.
Ava opened it in the towel.
Tyler's eyes widened the moment he saw her. The young driver stood frozen, package in hand, staring at the married woman who looked like she had just stepped out of a wet dream.
"Sign here?" he managed, holding out the pad.
Ava took it, but instead of signing she let the towel "accidentally" slip. It pooled at her feet, leaving her completely naked.
Tyler's cock surged instantly in his uniform pants.
Ava smiled that sinister, hungry smile. "Come inside so I can find a pen."
The moment the door closed, Tyler grabbed her. He slammed her back against the wall, one hand roughly squeezing her heavy breast while the other shoved between her thighs. Two thick fingers plunged straight into her soaked pussy.
"Fuck… you've been waiting for this, haven't you?" he growled, pumping his fingers hard and fast. Ava moaned loudly, head falling back, legs shaking.
From her hiding spot, Sophia watched everything. Her hand was already under her sundress, fingers circling her clit. She had to bite her lip to stay quiet as Tyler dropped to his knees, threw one of Ava's legs over his shoulder, and devoured her pussy like a starving man. His tongue attacked her clit while three fingers stretched her wide. Ava came hard within minutes, squirting on Tyler's face, moaning like a whore.
Sophia's own orgasm hit her silently, thighs trembling as she watched her husband's new slut get used.
Tyler stood up, freed his massive cock, and lifted Ava effortlessly. He pinned her against the wall and slammed every inch inside her in one brutal thrust.
Ava screamed in pleasure. "FUUUUCK!"
He fucked her mercilessly — hard, deep, punishing strokes that made her heavy tits bounce wildly. Sophia watched every single thrust, every slap of skin, every time Tyler's thick cock disappeared completely into Ava's married pussy. She fingered herself through two more orgasms while Tyler railed Ava in three different positions: against the wall, bent over the couch, then finally on her back on the floor with her legs over his shoulders.
When Tyler finally roared and unloaded, flooding Ava's womb with thick ropes of cum, Sophia came one last time, biting her own arm to stay silent.
Tyler pulled out, tucked himself away, and smirked down at the wrecked, cum-leaking Ava.
"Next time you need something delivered… call me personally," he said, then left.
The front door clicked shut.
Sophia stepped out of hiding, dress soaked, eyes dark with lust. Ava was still lying on the floor, legs spread, thick white cum slowly leaking from her ruined pussy.
Sophia dropped to her knees between Ava's thighs without a word. She buried her face in Ava's creampied pussy and started licking greedily — long, hungry strokes of her tongue scooping out every drop of Tyler's cum mixed with Ava's juices. Ava moaned loudly, hands tangling in Sophia's hair, pulling her closer.
"Mmm… taste him," Ava whispered. "Eat my delivery boy's cum straight from my married hole."
Sophia moaned into her pussy, tongue-fucking her, sucking her clit, swallowing every creamy drop. When she had cleaned Ava completely, she climbed up and kissed her deeply, sharing the taste of Tyler's load between their tongues.
Then Sophia stripped off her sundress and straddled Ava's face.
"Eat me while I eat you again," she demanded.
They 69'd right there on the living room floor — slow, passionate, filthy. Sophia licked Ava's pussy clean one more time while Ava devoured Sophia's dripping cunt. They came together, moaning into each other's pussies, bodies shaking.
Afterward they lay tangled on the floor, kissing softly, tasting cum and pussy on each other's lips.
Sophia whispered against Ava's mouth, "I want to watch every single time. Call me whenever you do this. I want to see everything."
Ava smiled, already planning it.
**To be continued…**
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