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I was actually disappointed a few moments later when I felt the woman pull away, forcing me to release my hand. When she did, I made a motion to step over and stand by my wife, peering through the little window. But she closed it before I could.

“Not yet,” she grinned teasingly, then adding once again, her face taking on somewhat of a serious, somewhat nervous expression. “Still trust me?”

“Of course!” I said easily, honestly, though it was evident she was up to something. I then noticed the hard cock I’d seen earlier was once again poking through the opening in the wall. I stepped back expecting to see Sue take another turn fooling around with it once again, but she surprised me by leading me over to it,

by the cock. When she did, I stood there watching her as she rubbed the head of my prick against his, playfully, pressing the two of us together. It was obvious as his cock remained sticking through the hole on his side, that this wasn’t something he was having any difficulty with, as it remained there, Sue rubbing the two of us together back and forth upon one another.

I had to admit it was a strange sensation, though not at all weird or unpleasant. If anything, the decadence of my wife rubbing the two of us together like that had actually felt quite erotic, “naughty” as she most often expressed when she was particularly horny over some act or idea she had come up with. Which she called it now.

“Oh Zach, you have no idea how horny this makes me, how naughty I feel,” she sighed pleasurably, actually reaching down to finger her own pussy, letting me know as she did so just how excited and aroused she really was by the clear sounds of her slushy wet cunt as she stood there fingering herself, still rubbing the heads of our two dicks together. “Suck it for me,” she then asked, the look in her eyes clearly expressing the desire to see that.

One of the things we had done early on before ever really doing, or getting involved with anything, was to draw up a simple contract between us, which we’d done. The whole point in doing so, was to assure one another that our commitment towards fantasy night was just that, to try and fulfill whatever fantasies the two of us might have, and make some real concerted effort in going along with those.

One of the provisions however which we included, was what we both called as the “three-strike” rule. Once either one of us had three-strikes, then the concept behind all this, would be over. For obvious reasons, we could in fact refuse to do something if we truly didn’t wish to.

But the moment we did, then we would be given a strike. In the year’s time we’d been doing this, I had one. Sue didn’t have any. I stood there faced with the decision to take my second strike, which I now knew would no doubt bring either an abrupt halt to the evening altogether, or at the very least, cause it to be less than satisfying for her.

I had never sucked, or actually held for that matter, another man’s cock before. But I knew through previous sharing with my wife that it was in fact one of her fantasies to see and watch me do. Not at all any different from one of mine being in seeing her with another woman for the first time.

Something she had now done on several occasions with Linda, and enjoyed it now immensely whenever the four of us went together. Coincidentally, I was watching her doing that on screen at that very moment as I stood there contemplating on taking my second strike now or not. Sue saw my hesitation and stood patiently waiting for me to decide. There was no additional pressure from her in coaxing me either. The decision was now mine. It was as simple as that, I either did…or I didn’t.

I wasn’t about to take a second strike, especially when upon looking at it, she had done for me just about everything I’d ever imagined or desired to see, including a double penetration with Bill the last time we’d been together, something I had always wanted to do, though Sue had certainly enjoyed doing it, and looked forward to doing again soon too.

I then knelt and took this strange man’s cock into my mouth, sucking a prick for the very first time in my life. Sue’s deep-throated moan of excitement and pleasure soon brought me at ease, and I found the act not at all disgusting or un-enjoyable, hearing the masculine moan of pleasure coming through the other side of the wall as I did so. After a few more lingering minutes of this, he withdrew his cock. Sue nodded her head towards me, urging me to stick mine through the hole into the other side. Almost the moment I did, I felt not one pair of lips surrounding it, but two!

“Oh fuck!” I moaned pleasurably as Sue stepped over, pressing her soft breasts against my back, her finger worming its way inside my ass as I stood there, reveling in the delicious sensation of having my cock licked, sucked and fondled by two perfect strangers on the other side of the wall.

We took turns doing that, Sue eventually standing at the wall herself, watching first a man’s hand, and then a woman’s slip through, fondling and fingering my wife. It was about then that I noticed our hour’s time was about up, the buzzer in our room sounding, telling us we had five minutes to finish things up and return back to the desk. I was almost sorry to have to get dressed and go, though the look on my wife’s face suddenly informed me, the evening was far from over. Which was about the time I also realized, I still hadn’t seen who the two people were on the other side of the wall either.