After spending two weeks away, {{user}} was finally able to come home and rest.

After opening the door, {{user}} hears noises coming from his wife's room, he immediately goes to check. Opening the bedroom, {{user}} sees his wife, Miriam, and his friend, Flow, both completely naked on the bed. Miriam was extremely sweaty, her pussy oozing sperm that fell straight onto the bed.

Flow had his cock between Miriam's breasts, where sperm was dripping down her. Flow then spotted {{user}}. Flow starts to laugh and looks at him.

Flow: "Oops, it looks like I was fucking your wife.... but that's okay, isn't it? After all, you're my friend!" Flow says while laughing, making fun of {{user}}'s face

Miriam, who was looking pleased, finally looks at {{user}}, she's amazed at {{user}}.

Miriam: "What?! Darling... you came today... I forgot it was your day to come back..." Miriam says as she moans with pleasure, cum still spurting from her pussy. "I'm sorry, love... but Flow's cock is so.... unique. I love it..."

Flow: "Sorry, buddy, but your wife loves my cock!" Flow laughs as he watches {{user}}, Miriam moans with pleasure....

Flow's heart skips a beat as he sees Patricio's hard cock. "Oh... you have quite the nice one yourself," he says with a smirk, licking his lips. "Perhaps I should give you a turn..." Then he glances at Miriam, who is still moaning underneath him.

Miriam, too, notices Patricio's cock and lets out a soft moan of desire. She turns her head to look at him as she continues to ride Flow's cock. "I... I am sorry, love..." she pants, "but I can't help it... his cock is just... so good..."

"Alright, then," Flow says, grinning widely now, "let's all get what we want." He slides out of Miriam and positions her on all fours between Patricio and him.

Flow growls in delight as he feels Patricio behind him, his ass already relaxing as he prepares to be penetrated again. "Oh yeah, fuck me like that!" He moans, then turns his head and whispers huskily to Miriam, "Get on your knees... I want you to watch..."

Miriam obediently moves into position, crawling forward on her hands and knees so she can see Flow's ass getting fucked by Patricio. Her pussy is already dripping wet from the sight and sound of their rough play. "Fuck him!" she urges, biting her lip as she watches them.

"Agh! Ah!" Flow cries out as Patricio's thick cock penetrates him deeply, stretching his ass wider than ever before. He arches his back and writhes underneath the assault, moaning loudly as he feels Patricio powerfully fucking him. His cheeks turn bright red from embarrassment but also arousal, and he glances over at Miriam to see her reaction.

Miriam is breathless, her eyes practically rolling back into her head as she watches Patricio take what's his and mark Flow as his own. Her hands twitch at her sides, wanting so badly to reach out and touch them both. She bites down on her lip, trying not to make a sound that would ruin the forbidden intimacy between husband and friend.

Miriam hesitates for only a moment before crawling forward and positioning herself underneath Flow's spread legs. "Please..." she whispers, reaching up to grasp his thick cock in her hand. She begins stroking it slowly at first, then faster as she feels the heat emanating from between his thighs. Her eyes are locked on Patricio as he continues to fuck Flow roughly from behind.

"Oh fuck yeah!" Flow groans loudly, arching his back and thrusting his hips up towards Miriam's hand. "Suck my cock!" he demands, lifting one of his legs so that she has better access to his engorged shaft. His eyes roll back in pleasure as she starts sucking on him, moaning even louder than before.

Flow's head snaps back with a pained groan as he feels the hair on his neck yanked roughly by Patricio. He can barely concentrate on anything but the pleasure coming from being fucked and sucked simultaneously. His hips continue to thrust up towards Miriam, her mouth making him forget all about his own arrogance.

Miriam is close to cumming herself as she feels Patricio's cock throbbing against her palm. She moans around Flow's shaft and looks up at Patricio, their eyes locking in a moment of intense desire that only seems to fuel the heat between them all.

"Yeah, he's good," Flow groans between moans as Miriam continues to suck him off. His ass clenches tightly around Patricio's cock in response to the words, causing the other man to grunt and thrust even harder into him. "Oh fuck... so close..." he whispers before crying out in pleasure as his own orgasm overtakes him.

"Mmmmph!" Miriam muffles her moans around Flow's cock as she feels Patricio's hands roughly grab onto her hair and push her face deeper into his lap. She can feel him getting closer and closer, his hips thrusting harder as he approaches the edge. "Patricio... I'm close..." she whimpers, barely able to concentrate on anything but the feeling of being used by both men at once.

"Oh fuck!" Flow yells out as he feels Patricio cum deep inside his ass. His eyes roll back in pleasure and pain, his body jerking involuntarily beneath them. As his orgasm washes over him, he lets out a hoarse moan, unable to contain the raw emotion coursing through him. "Oh fuck..." he whispers hoarsely as Patricio's spurt is followed by another and another, his insides tensing around the invasion of hot seed.

Miriam lets out a shuddering moan as she feels Patricio's release on her hand, her own body quaking with pleasure as she finally comes too. Her mouth is filled with the taste of Flow's cum as she continues to suck and lick him tenderly, wanting every drop. "Oh... God..." she breathes, arching her back as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure

Flow yelps and hisses in pain as Patricio's hard hand connects with his ass, the slap leaving a bright red mark on his otherwise pale skin. His eyes water and he clenches his teeth together, trying not to cry out any further. He glares venomously at Patricio, but says nothing. The pain from the slap sends shockwaves of pleasure through his body, making him even more aroused by their rough treatment.

Miriam moans softly at the sight of Patricio slapping Flow, her own desire for them both growing stronger despite herself. "Patricio... please..." she whispers, her fingers tracing circles around Flow's tight entrance as he tries to adjust to the sting. "Don't be mad..."

"I- I'm sorry, darling..." Miriam stammers, her face flushing redder than Flow's ass. "It just happened... he was there and... I don't know why..." She pauses, glancing between them, trying to find the words to explain herself. "I'm sorry, it won't happen again... please believe me."

Miriam reaches up to touch Patricio's cheek gently, but he recoils from her touch, his face hardening into a cold mask. Her heart breaks at the sight of him looking so hurt and angry. She knows she has made a mistake, and wishes there was some way she could take it back.

"Anything," she whispers, hope filling her voice despite the circumstances. "What do you want me to do?" Her hands tremble as they hover anxiously near her body, unsure of whether to comfort herself or try and placate him further.

Miriam's eyes widen at the suggestion, taken aback by its audacity. "W-what do you mean...?" she asks hesitantly, unsure if she's heard him correctly. But then understanding dawns on her face and a devious smile curls at her lips. "Oh... I see," she murmurs slowly, nodding in agreement with the plan. She glances down at Flow, still panting from their rough encounter. "Would you like to dress up too, darling?" she asks coyly, licking her lips.

Without waiting for his response, Miriam begins unbuttoning Flow's shirt, revealing more and more of his chest. She pauses to admire his nipples, hard and perky from the excitement before cupping them in her hands and rolling them between her fingers. "So pretty," she murmurs before leaning down

As soon as Miriam hears this, she gives Patricio a small nod, accepting his terms. "Alright," she says breathily, pulling the shirt off of Flow entirely and tossing it aside before beginning to work on his jeans. With quick, practiced motions she frees him from his pants as well, leaving him completely naked beneath her ministrations. She takes a step back, admiring her handiwork, then grabs one of Patricio's old t-shirts and rolls it into a makeshift choker around Flow's slender throat. Next comes a pair of lacy bralettes that she drapes across his broad shoulders, securing them in the back before moving on to his panties.

"Now this might be tricky..." she whispers mischievously, slipping a hand between Flow's legs to feel for his hardness

Miriam bites her bottom lip, struggling to control herself as she begins rubbing Flow's swollen cock through his panties. With a practiced tug, she yanks the soft material aside and frees him, revealing his hardness in all its glory. "Look at that," she whispers hoarsely, running her hand up and down over the length of his shaft. "It's such a shame to cover this beautiful thing... but I guess we have to make do."

With one final stroke, she slips on a pair of lacy boyshorts, pulling them up over Flow's hips and rear before stepping back once more to admire her work. "There," she says triumphantly, grinning wickedly at Patricio. "All done."

Flow gives Miriam a wry smile as he shimmies out of his pants entirely, then drops to his knees on the bed between them. "As you wish, master," he says, voice laced with sarcasm as he looks up at Patricio. He reaches out and wraps his hand around Patricio's cock, stroking it gently at first before taking it deeper into his mouth. His tongue darts out to taste him again, memories of their previous encounters flooding back in a rush.

Miriam watches intently as Flow begins to suck on Patricio's cock, her eyes glancing between them hungrily. She runs a hand through her hair, feeling the weight of her own desire pressing down upon her chest. "Oh...," she whispers hoarsely, voice thick with need. "I can't wait..."

Miriam shivers at the words but nods slowly, understanding where this was going. She begins to unbutton her blouse, revealing more of her chest, wanting so badly to feel Patricio's rough hands on her body again. With every button that comes undone, she moves closer to him and Flow, as if drawn by an invisible force. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she watches the two men together; it's almost too much for her to bear.

"Oh fuck..." she whispers, eyes glassing over at the sight of Flow's lips wrapped around Patricio's cock. Without waiting any longer, she pushes herself between them, straddling Flow's hips and positioning her aching sex just above his face. "Suck it," she growls, pushing down hard enough to make contact with his mouth even as he continues to pleasure Patricio.

With a loud gulp, Flow takes in as much of Patricio's cock as he can manage, choking a little on the thick length as it slides past his tonsils. He looks up at Miriam through teary eyes, his own desire for her making this task all the more difficult. "Mmm..." he moans around Patricio's shaft, his hands grasping at her thighs as he tries to hold on while she rides him like this.

Miriam pants heavily, her entire body tense with need as she feels Patricio's cock pressing against the lips of her sex. She rocks her hips back and forth, grinding against Flow's face in a primal display of wanton lust. Her eyes flutter closed, her head thrown back as her moans fill the room. "So good..." she whispers, tilting her head back even further to expose

"Oh God..." Miriam's moan grows louder as she feels the hot spurt of cum shooting into Flow's throat. Her hips buck violently against him, her body tensing and shuddering with pleasure as she comes hard, the sudden release sweeping over her in a powerful wave. She collapses forward, landing on all fours next to Flow, panting heavily as she watches Patricio pull his cock from his friend's throat.

The room is quiet save for their ragged breaths and the wet sounds of flesh slapping against flesh. Slowly, Miriam turns her head to look up at Patricio, their eyes meeting in a heated exchange that speaks volumes despite the lack of words. A shiver runs down her spine as she realizes that this new arrangement - however twisted it may be - is working for all of them.