Chapter 34: Chapter 34

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Name: Evan Marlowe

Age: 21

Height: 179 cm

Weight: 73 kg

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Level: 3

EXP: 196 / 239

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We ended up in the living room. The air was thick, heavier than it should’ve been. Kim sat down beside me on the couch, close enough that her bare thigh brushed mine. Tom sat across from us on the single armchair, still looking sheepish, his hands folded in his lap.

“So…” I finally said, scratching the back of my neck. “This is… you know, awkward, huh?”

“Yeah,” Kim sighed, shaking her head. “Sorry about that. You weren’t supposed to find out about all this.”

“I’m… sorry,” Tom muttered, eyes cast down.

“It’s fine, honey,” Kim said with an exhale, her tone softening just a bit. “You couldn’t hold yourself back, I get it.”

I cleared my throat. “So—”

“Before you ask,” Kim cut in, looking at me with sharp eyes. “I love Tom more than anything in this world. That hasn’t changed. This is just…” She trailed off, searching for the right word.

“An innocent fantasy,” I finished for her. “Yeah. I get that. Sure.”

Kim nodded slowly. “Exactly. An innocent fantasy of ours. It was actually Tom’s idea. I was against it at first, but then…” She gave a little shrug, a sly smile tugging at her lips. “I liked it. Maybe a bit more than Tom.”

“Well, I’m happy you two… found a middle ground,” I said, awkwardly shifting in my seat. “I, uh, tried to hold myself back earlier, but… you were kind of too much for me, Kim.”

“She is,” Tom said quietly, almost proudly. “She’s just too much..”

“Yeah…” I muttered, glancing between them. “Oh—can I ask something?”

“Sure,” Kim said, turning to me.

“I’ve been hearing noises from down here for a while now,” I admitted. “At first I thought you guys were arguing, but… was that actually, you know, the two of you being… naughty?”

Kim smirked, leaning back against the couch. “Yeah. That was me locking Tom up and doing all sorts of nasty things to him. He likes it. Begs for it.”

“Oh…” I nodded slowly. “Got it.”

Her eyes flicked to mine, mischievous. “Would you wanna… see it?”

My chest tightened. “I…” I started, hesitating. “If you two are okay with it…”

“Not two,” Kim corrected firmly. Her voice had weight now. “I decide what I do, what I like, what I don’t like. Right, Tom?”

“Of course,” Tom replied immediately, almost like a trained response.

“Oh… right,” I said, exhaling. “Then yeah. Sure. If you’re okay with me.”

Kim rose from the couch without another word, her hips swaying as she disappeared down the hallway. I sat there in silence, my heart pounding like a drum. Tom avoided my eyes, staring at the carpet, fidgeting like he already knew what was about to happen.

When Kim came back, she had two things in her hands: a black leather chastity belt, metal glinting under the light, and a pair of silver handcuffs.

Uh-oh.

“On the floor,” she ordered flatly, pointing at Tom. “Get naked.”

He obeyed instantly, slipping out of his clothes piece by piece until he was completely naked, pale skin flushed with anticipation—or shame, maybe both. His small cock twitched, hard but almost laughably modest compared to mine.

“Pathetic,” Kim muttered, crouching down in front of him. She dangled the belt in her hand, smirking. “You think you deserve to cum after embarrassing yourself in front of Evan?”

“N-no, Mistress,” Tom stammered.

“That’s right.” She shoved the leather device against his crotch and fastened it, the click of the lock sounding final. His cock strained inside, but there was no escape. Then she grabbed his wrists and snapped the handcuffs on, pulling his arms behind his back with a cruel little tug. “Now you’ll sit here and watch while I get what I actually want.”

My pulse spiked. Watching her work him over so easily, so coldly, was surreal.

Then, without hesitation, Kim hooked her thumbs into her tank top and tugged it over her head, tossing it aside. She wasn’t wearing a bra, her tits bouncing free, nipples already stiff. Her hotpants went next, sliding down her toned thighs until she stood completely naked in front of both of us—sweat still clinging faintly to her skin, her pussy glistening.

She turned to me, eyes blazing. “What are you waiting for?” she asked, voice low and commanding. “You’re going to fuck me. Right here. Right in front of my boyfriend.”

“Oh…” I swallowed hard, my cock already straining in my jeans. “O-okay…”

Shit. My mind flashed to the Sensual Oil, to how it could’ve turned this into the perfect storm—Kim screaming my name, her interest skyrocketing. But I didn’t have it. Not tonight. Guess I’d just have to rely on myself.

I stripped fast, my clothes pooling on the floor until I was as bare as Kim. My cock jutted out, thick and hard, throbbing at the sight of her standing there naked with her boyfriend locked up and kneeling like some pet.

I stepped up to her, and she met me halfway, kissing me hard on the lips. Her tongue slid into my mouth, needy, hungry.

When she pulled back, she whispered, “I’m on the pill. No need to worry about cumming inside me.”

I just nodded, my head buzzing, cock twitching. The thought of raw, unprotected sex with her—right in front of him—sent me over the edge.

“Fuck,” I muttered, grabbing her thighs and lifting her up like she weighed nothing. Her back pressed tight against my chest, her legs dangling open in the air, her pussy glistening right over the head of my cock.

Kim guided me in herself, sliding my tip inside with a slow push. “Ohhh, yes…” she moaned, her head tilting back against my shoulder. “Finally… a real cock.”

I groaned as I sank deep into her, her walls gripping me tight.

“Move toward him,” Kim ordered breathlessly. “I want him to watch me getting fucked.”

I carried her forward until we stood right over Tom, his face tilted upward, eyes wide as he watched his girlfriend take me.

Kim grinned down at him, bouncing her hips just enough to make my cock stir inside her. “See this, baby? This is what it feels like to be filled by a man. You never stretched me like this… never.”

I thrust upward hard, her moan spilling into the room, and clear juices leaked down from where we were connected, dripping from my shaft. A strand fell right onto Tom’s cheek.

“Mmmm,” Kim purred, grinding against me. “Every push, every inch… so much thicker… so much harder. Do you feel that, Tom? Do you see how his cock disappears inside me?”

I tightened my grip on her thighs, slamming into her with a wet smack. Her slickness sprayed down, and with every thrust, droplets spattered onto Tom’s face and chest.

“Oh god—yes,” she cried. “Your cock… ohhh, Evan—it feels so fucking good. Tom, are you watching? Are you watching how wet I get for him? This is what a real man does to me…”

Tom whimpered, his eyes locked on us, face glistening as more of her juices spilled onto him.

I growled low in my throat, rutting up into her, the wet sounds filling the room. Kim moaned louder, her body shivering against mine, and with each deep thrust I felt her walls ripple around me, squeezing me in ways that made my head spin.

She leaned her head back against me, panting. “God—don’t stop, Evan… I want him to see every second of this… every drop that leaks out of me onto his face.”

I gritted my teeth, pumping up into her, her tightness clenching around me with each stroke. “Fuck… Kim, you’re so wet, I can feel it dripping all over him.”

She smirked, breathless, her tits bouncing as I kept her legs spread open. “Good… let him drown in it. Let him smell what it’s like when I get fucked properly.”

Another thrust—her pussy squeezed around me, slick and messy, juices spilling down in little streams. It splattered onto Tom’s lips and chin, his tongue darting out instinctively to taste it. He whimpered, but didn’t look away.

“Y-yeah… take it,” Kim panted, grinding against me. “Take every drop. That’s what you’re good for, isn’t it, baby? Sitting there while a real man ruins me?”

I groaned, rutting harder, balls smacking against her ass. Her pussy was soaking, every push drawing out more slickness, but I could tell—her voice wasn’t breaking, her moans weren’t those shattering, uncontrollable ones. She was enjoying it, yeah, but not close. Not yet.

Kim leaned her head back on my shoulder, eyes sharp despite her panting. “Evan… don’t stop… fuck me harder. Show him how it’s done.”

I slammed into her, over and over, my chest tight with the effort. Sweat dripped down my back. But even as I tried to give it to her rough, I caught the glint in her smile—like she knew I wasn’t there yet, like she felt every clumsy thrust.

Then she suddenly looked down at Tom, a wicked grin curling her lips. “Enough watching. Get up here, Tom.”

He blinked, confused.

“I said get up,” she snapped. “On your knees. Lean in close.”

Tom obeyed immediately, shuffling forward until his face was right between her thighs, his eyes level with her swollen, wet pussy that was already wrapped tight around my cock.

“Good boy,” she purred, her tone dripping with dominance. “Now lick my clit. Taste how a real man fucks me.”

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