Mèng Yáo gave him a coy smile and nodded.
Da Han chuckled, then released Jun De's neck, allowing the man to rise to all fours. "Fuck my wife, but you better not cum inside of her."
"Do I need a condom?" Jun De asked.
"No, I know your medical records and she's good to go. I just don't want another man's cum inside my wife. That will always be my domain," Da Han said.
Jun De laughed. "What about my precum?"
Da Han snarled and gripped a handful of Jun De's hair, wrenching his head back, and Jun De grunted. The muscles in his neck strained from the off angle, but he remained silent. Da Han leaned closer to his ear. "Watch your mouth," he said.
"Understood," Jun De said, realizing his boss, and his suppose lover, had his limits when it came to his wife.
Da Han allowed Jun De to slide his cock into his wife, though he kept his cock firmly inside Jun De the whole time. He remained still as Jun De began to fuck Mèng Yáo and himself on Da Han's cock.
"Ohhhh, yeah... that feels so good," Da Han said as he reached up, pinching his own nipples, twitching as the pleasure coursed through his body. He watched Jun De's ass swallow his cock, then release it a bit as he pushed forward into his wife. This was just what he needed to clear his mind from all of the stress he'd been under. This milestone in their relationship, where he and his wife were both fucking Jun De, meant that he was fully accepted. He was theirs.
Jun De reached behind him, gripped Da Han's ass, begging him to fuck him, and Da Han got the hint. He took hold of Jun De's hip and shoulder and pumped his hips, controlling both of their motions. Mèng Yáo moaned, her body quivering as Jun De's cock rubbed her clit the right way. Watching his wife's face in pure rapture always sent Da Han over the edge. He felt the pleasure mounting inside, racing through him with the intensity of a bullet train.
"Shit!" he cried out as his body stiffened. His hips stuttered and then he froze, his muscles taut as he released his load. He quaked as he huffed with every squirt until it was over. "MyGod," he panted as he pulled out and collapsed on the floor beside his wife.
Jun De kept pounding Mèng Yáo, bringing them both closer to their orgasms. Da Han leaned forward, sucking on his wife's nipple first, then Jun De's, switching between the two until Mèng Yáo mewed, her body shaking as she came. He kissed her neck while he played with her nipple between his fingers.
"Fuck... gonna cum," Jun De declared, then pulled out. Da Han turned and leaned forward, locking his mouth around Jun De's cock just as his orgasm hit.
Da Han moaned as he savored the flavor of his wife's pussy mixed with the hot spunk Jun De was giving him. The man was loud as he came, jerking and groaning as he unloaded. Da Han continued to suck and swallow, draining him dry until Jun De had to push him away. Da Han laughed as he settled back beside his wife.
"That was nice," Da Han said with a seductive smile.
Jun De sat back, one knee drawn up as his chest heaved. "That was... very... satisfying."
Mèng Yáo turned and kissed her husband, her tongue slipping into his mouth and tasting all of the flavors that lingered. She moaned and pulled back. "Delicious."
"Yes, it was," Da Han said as he brushed a few strands of her damp hair from her face. "I love you."
"I love you, too, my darling," Mèng Yáo said, and then the two shared another kiss. They then turned to Jun De and both took him into their arms, kissing him at the same time. "You're ours now," she said.
"Yours?" Jun De asked, an eyebrow cocked.
"Mèng Yáo and mine. You can fuck her now, even if I'm not around," Da Han said.
Jun De raised both eyebrows this time. "Are you sure? Because don't think I won't if you're really giving me permission to fuck your wife."
Da Han laughed and nodded. "I'm not threatened, just like I'll fuck you even if she's not around. When we decided to have sex with you together, that was a decision that we made. This is how our relationship will be."
"I see," Jun De said with a short nod. "And what about cumming inside your wife?"
Da Han's eyebrow lifted. "Oh, that rule will always stand. Only I can breed her; that is my only hard limit."
Jun De nodded. "I understand." He sighed. "So, does this mean that we're some sort of throuple?"
"Yes," Da Han replied.
"He's young and probably thought there was so much more to this," Mèng Yáo teased.
Da Han chuckled and nodded. "I can see that."
"And there isn't?" Jun De asked, because he really thought there would be. Perhaps a discussion at the table where a contract would have to be signed or something.
