Richard and Demeter's kiss lingered, showing no signs of ending.
Lost in pleasure, Richard rarely released Demeter's lips.
He deserved this indulgence—after all, the woman he was entwined with was no ordinary mortal but a goddess.
For most humans, glimpsing a goddess even once in their lifetime would be a rare privilege.
Yet here Richard was, greedily savoring her lips.
It was only natural to want to prolong such an extravagant pleasure.
The proof of his desire was the grotesque object pressed against Demeter's navel.
"Chlup… Hah…"
Demeter's eyes remained tightly shut, but she offered no resistance—no attempt to cover her mouth or turn away.
In some ways, she seemed to be surrendering to Richard's kiss.
Was his kiss better than mine? The thought sent another wave of heat pulsing through my aching cock.
As I stroked myself, watching Demeter's voluptuous breasts press against Richard's firm chest, his hand slid lower.
His fingers traced the curve of her hips, still clad in those flimsy panties.
Demeter shuddered, goosebumps rising on her skin.
Richard gripped her plump buttocks, kneading them with unrestrained delight.
"The fullness here is truly exceptional."
While I watched another man freely grope my wife, my cock twitched in response.
Finally, Richard broke the kiss, smiling as he brushed his thumb along Demeter's flushed cheek.
She avoided his gaze, wiping the saliva from her lips with the back of her hand.
She tried to maintain her composure, but her crimson cheeks betrayed her.
"How was that, Demeter? Was my escort satisfactory?"
"…I'd appreciate it if you removed your hands first."
Demeter glanced pointedly at the hands still gripping her ass.
Only then did Richard release her.
"Shall we proceed to the next step?"
"The… next step?"
"Removing your underwear, Demeter."
Richard's smile remained pleasant, but Demeter's hands clenched into fists.
Her blue eyes flickered with unease.
"Will that be alright?"
Demeter didn't answer immediately. Instead, her gaze darted toward me.
When she saw me stripped from the waist down, stroking my cock while watching her, her expression twisted in distress.
"…Yes."
She turned back to Richard and nodded, her voice barely above a whisper—resigned.
The moment permission left her lips, Richard's hands moved swiftly.
His first target was the bra restraining her heavy breasts.
With practiced ease, he unhooked it, letting the garment fall to the floor.
Demeter instinctively crossed an arm over her chest, but under Richard's expectant stare, she reluctantly lowered it.
Now fully exposed, Richard drank in the sight of her breasts with undisguised hunger.
"I expected as much from touching them earlier, but seeing them in person… They're even more magnificent than I imagined."
Demeter said nothing, her silence only fueling Richard's amusement.
His fingers hooked into the waistband of her panties, and Demeter tensed, rising onto her toes.
Undeterred, Richard tugged them down, letting the last barrier between them drop.
The beige fabric pooled at her feet, revealing the sacred flesh that had never been bared to another man.
"I've been with countless women, but Demeter… your body is beyond comparison."
Richard's admiration was genuine.
Curly brown hair, a face sculpted by divinity, breasts like ripe fruit, hips that swayed with every step, and the glistening valley between her thighs—every inch of her radiated the essence of a goddess.
My excitement grew unbearable.
Watching Demeter's naked form being admired by another man was more intoxicating than any night we'd spent together.
If just this much was enough to set my blood on fire, I wasn't sure I'd survive what came next.
"Shall we move to the bed?"
Richard guided Demeter onto the mattress, her body pliant under his touch.
Once she was on her back, he climbed over her, his erection pressing insistently against her thigh.
I gripped my own cock, unable to tear my eyes away.
"Seeing you like this… You're even more irresistible."
"Ah—!"
Demeter gasped as Richard seized her breasts, kneading them with rough enthusiasm.
His fingers teased her nipples, rolling and pinching until they stiffened.
Demeter squirmed, her cheeks and ears flushing deeper.
"Hah…!"
"You're breathtaking, Demeter."
"Th-That's…!"
Richard's tongue dragged along her neck, then dipped into the hollow of her collarbone.
She writhed, but he pinned her wrists above her head, licking a wet trail to her armpit—a place even I had never touched.
"Ngh—Ah…!"
Demeter's moans grew louder, her resistance crumbling under Richard's relentless assault.
I stroked myself faster, mesmerized by the sight of my wife unraveling under another man's touch.
Had she ever reacted this way to my caresses?
Was Richard simply more skilled, or was Demeter secretly savoring this violation?
"You're far more sensitive than I expected, Demeter."
"That's… not true…"
"Then how about this?"
"AH—!"
Demeter's back arched as Richard plunged a finger inside her without warning.
She clamped her thighs together, but he easily overpowered her.
"Ngh! Hah…!"
"You feel it most here, don't you?"
Richard smirked at her dazed expression, curling his finger against her inner walls.
Demeter's hips jerked in response.
When he added a second finger, her moans pitched higher.
She bit her lip, trying to stifle the sounds, but when a third finger joined, her restraint shattered.
"AAAAH—! Hah~!"
Her legs fell open, surrendering completely to the fingers pistoning inside her.
Richard withdrew them, glistening with her slick arousal, and brought them to his lips.
"I never dreamed I'd taste a goddess' nectar."
Demeter could only watch, chest heaving, as he licked her essence from his fingers.
Satisfied, Richard positioned his cock at her entrance.
The moment it brushed against her, she flinched.
"W-Wait! Already…?!"
"You're more than ready. We've warmed up enough—now let's do this properly."
Richard teased her folds with the head of his cock, relishing her trembling.
"B-Birth control…!"
"We'll deal with that later. For now, just enjoy yourself, Demeter."
"Enjoy—?! I swear, I don't want this…!"
Her protest died in a gasp as Richard pushed inside, stretching her with his thick length.
"Nngh—! Th-This…!"
"The real fun starts now, Demeter!"
With one sharp thrust, he buried himself to the hilt.
"AAAH—!!"
Demeter's scream echoed through the bedroom as Richard claimed her completely.