Wife Craves Occasional Pussy: Motel FFM Threesome Facial

Title: Wife Craves Occasional Pussy: Motel FFM Threesome Facial (52 characters)
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Benjamin and Rebecca had been married eight years. Most nights were routine—dinner, TV, bed. But every few months Rebecca got this itch. She didn’t want another guy. She wanted pussy. Occasional pussy, as she called it. Benjamin never minded. It turned him on watching her chase that craving.
This time they booked a cheap motel off the highway. Nothing fancy—just a king bed, thin walls, and that faint smell of old carpet and bleach. Rebecca had been texting Nancy all week. Nancy was a friend from her old job, brunette like her, same age, divorced, always up for fun. They met in the motel parking lot around nine. Nancy showed up in jeans and a tight top, hair loose, smirking like she knew exactly why she was there.
Inside the room Benjamin flicked on the lamp. The overhead light was too harsh. Rebecca locked the door, laughed nervously. “God, this place is sketchy,” she said, kicking off her sneakers. Nancy dropped her purse on the dresser. “Sketchy is hot,” she replied.
They started slow. The three of them sat on the edge of the bed, passing a beer from the six-pack Benjamin brought. Small talk—work, weather, how long since they’d all hung out. Rebecca’s hand rested on Nancy’s thigh, casual at first. Then she squeezed. Nancy turned, met her eyes. That was the trigger.
Rebecca leaned in and kissed her. Soft at first, testing. Nancy kissed back harder, tongue sliding in. Benjamin watched, cock already stirring in his jeans. The women broke apart, breathing heavy. Rebecca pulled her shirt over her head, bra following. Her tits bounced free—full, nipples already hard from the AC and anticipation.
Nancy stripped too. No hesitation. She had nice curves, trimmed bush, dark nipples. Rebecca pushed her back onto the bed. “I’ve been thinking about this for weeks,” Rebecca muttered. She climbed between Nancy’s legs, spread them wide. Nancy’s pussy was already glistening.
Benjamin got undressed while he watched. His cock stood out, thick and ready. Rebecca dove in face-first. She licked Nancy’s clit in slow circles, then flattened her tongue and dragged it up the slit. Nancy moaned loud—too loud for motel walls. “Fuck, yes, eat that pussy,” she gasped, fingers tangling in Rebecca’s hair.
Benjamin knelt beside them. He stroked himself slowly, eyes locked on his wife’s mouth working Nancy’s cunt. Wet sounds filled the room—slurping, breathing, the bed creaking. Rebecca slipped two fingers inside Nancy, pumping steady while she sucked her clit. Nancy’s hips bucked. “Don’t stop—shit, I’m close already.”
Rebecca didn’t stop. She finger-fucked harder, tongue flicking fast. Nancy came with a sharp cry, thighs clamping around Rebecca’s head. Her body shook, pussy pulsing around those fingers. Rebecca kept licking through it, drawing out every twitch.
When Nancy relaxed, Rebecca lifted her face, chin shiny. She grinned at Benjamin. “Your turn to taste her.” Benjamin leaned down, kissed his wife, tasting Nancy on her lips. Then he moved between Nancy’s legs. He licked her slowly, cleaning up the mess Rebecca made. Nancy whimpered, still sensitive.
Rebecca straddled Nancy’s face. “Your turn,” she said. Nancy grabbed her ass, pulled her down. Rebecca ground against Nancy’s mouth, moaning as that tongue found her clit. Benjamin watched his wife ride Nancy’s face while he stroked faster.
The room got hotter. Sweat beaded on skin. The TV in the next room mumbled through the wall—some late-night show. They ignored it.
Benjamin couldn’t wait anymore. He moved up, cock in hand. Rebecca leaned forward, still grinding on Nancy. She took Benjamin in her mouth, sucking sloppy while Nancy ate her out from below. The chain felt dirty and perfect—Nancy’s tongue on Rebecca’s pussy, Rebecca’s mouth on Benjamin’s cock.
After a few minutes Rebecca pulled off. “Fuck her,” she told Benjamin. “I want to watch you fuck her pussy.”
Benjamin slid into Nancy easy—she was soaked. He thrust deep, slow at first. Nancy moaned into Rebecca’s cunt. Rebecca rocked harder, chasing her own orgasm. Benjamin picked up speed, skin slapping skin. The bed rocked. Headboard thumped the wall—once, twice. They didn’t care.
Rebecca came first. She gripped the headboard, grinding down on Nancy’s face. “Fuck—yes—coming—” Her thighs trembled, pussy clenching. Nancy drank it down, tongue working until Rebecca collapsed forward.
Benjamin kept pounding Nancy. Rebecca slid off, lay beside them. She reached down, rubbed Nancy’s clit while Benjamin fucked her. “Come on her cock,” Rebecca whispered. Nancy arched, gasping. She came hard, pussy gripping Benjamin tight. That pushed him over.
He pulled out fast. Rebecca and Nancy knelt in front of him. He stroked twice more—cum shot out in thick ropes. First hit Nancy’s cheek, second landed on Rebecca’s tongue. The rest splattered across both their faces and tits. They laughed, messy and breathless, licking each other clean.
Benjamin flopped back on the bed, chest heaving. Rebecca wiped her mouth, grinning. “Good occasional pussy,” she said. Nancy chuckled, wiping cum from her eyebrow. “Anytime.”
Rebecca glanced at the clock. “Shit, we gotta check out soon.” She hopped up, grabbed a towel from the bathroom. Benjamin pulled his boxers on. Nancy found her panties. They dressed quick, still giggling about the headboard noise.
As they left the room, Rebecca kissed Nancy once more in the doorway. “Next time your place?” Nancy nodded. “Deal.”
They walked to the car, air cool on sweaty skin. Just another night. Back to normal life tomorrow—except Rebecca’s itch was scratched. For now.